Time passed leisurely, and now the whole world seemed very peaceful and peaceful.

The Demon Sect was wiped out by the newly emerged Righteous Path Sect, and the remaining Ten Thousand Poison Sects and the Ghost King Sect did not know where to hide.

After secretly observing Tianmen for a period of time, Qingyunmen and other sects found that they really didn't do anything bad, but instead helped ordinary people build houses and pave roads, and cultivate fields and land every day.

At the same time, they are also constantly promoting the slogan of building a harmonious society, which seems to be more righteous than the righteous sect.

As a result, many sects were relieved, and they no longer focused on Tianmen, but continued to immerse themselves in cultivation every day, either to improve their strength or to attain the Immortal Dao.

However, they didn't know that while Yunliu City was growing stronger, there were still many Heavenly Gate disciples who left the headquarters and went to other big cities around them, and began to infiltrate and control them slowly and in a low-key manner.

And in this seemingly quiet and peaceful situation, Zhao Yu stayed quietly in his room every day, studying and practicing witchcraft.

Witchcraft was completely different from the method of righteous path cultivation, and his previous cultivation experience had no effect.

Even if he is much better than a beginner in cultivation because of his high strength, his speed is still terrifyingly slow.

It's been a year, and his achievements in witchcraft are barely equivalent to the Qingyun disciples of the sixth or seventh layer of the Yuqing Realm.

On the mountain behind the secluded and uninhabited Dazhu Peak, next to the waterhole where he had gotten the soul rod, Zhao Yu stretched out his hand and quickly paddled in the air, whispering obscure and strange syllables in his mouth.

Soon, as he moved, the calm, waveless pool began to ripple.

The ripples are getting bigger and bigger, and the sound is beating against the surrounding stone banks, and the original dark green water gradually deepens in color, and finally becomes as black as ink, and the water surface also begins to be covered with a faint ghost aura, drifting.

Ever since Zhao Yu had achieved a little success in cultivating witchcraft, he found that the bottom of this waterhole was bottomless, and it was actually connected to a geo-evil yin vein, no wonder that such a thing as a soul dementor rod would appear here.

According to the description of the Wu Clan's tradition, this earth-shattering yin vein is a unique thing formed by the yin and evil qi leaking out from the netherworld ghost realm located under the Nine Shadows, and finally polluting the earth's veins.

In the earth-shattering yin veins, there is a large amount of incomparably pure yin and evil energy, and because it is deep underground, generally speaking, a large number of powerful and fierce spirits are gathered inside.

What Zhao Yu is using now is a spell in witchcraft that summons the dead to come to battle, which belongs to a kind of ghost magic.

This kind of magic can often exert extremely powerful power in places where powerful ghosts are born, and the stronger the strength, the stronger the soul that can be converted.

However, this also has a disadvantage, if the caster's strength is not good enough to forcibly summon, it is possible to summon an incomparably powerful fierce spirit, which will eventually eat the caster.

Although Zhao Yu's attainments in witchcraft were just getting started, his cultivation in Dao was already very strong.

So he didn't worry at all, he urged the magic power in his body with all his strength, trying to summon the powerful fierce spirits wandering in the earth-shattering yin veins.

The spell was soon completed, and as the magic power continued to urge, the ripples in the waterhole became more and more violent, and the center even continued to bubble wildly.

Every time the blister bursts open, a rich yin aura will leak out, which is accompanied by a stream of pure ghost qi.

Zhao Yu had a feeling in the dark, that is, a certain existence responded to his spell, and then appeared here with the power of the spell.

Closer and closer, closer and closer, at last, there was a commotion in the waterhole, and a burly figure slowly rose from the water.

This figure was burly and tall, more than three meters tall, and its whole body was pitch black, as if it had been soaked in ink.

He was holding a huge black and shiny axe, coupled with those bright red eyes, and the ghostly aura that was already around his body made people shudder.

"Who...... Call me? Offer...... Sacrifice and I will fight for you! ”

"Sacrifices? Sorry, I didn't, the first time I summoned, I didn't know to prepare such a thing as a sacrifice, but then again, what sacrifice do you want? ”

Hearing the words of the black shadow, Zhao Yu looked puzzled and asked loudly.

While asking, he probed the strength of this fierce spirit, and it turned out to have the strength of the Pure Elder on the Qingyun Sect, that is, the strength of the Martial Dao Golden Pill.

You must know that his current attainments in witchcraft are only equivalent to the sixth or seventh layer of the Jade Qing Realm, but he can summon such a powerful fierce spirit to fight for himself.

However, this evil spirit does not seem to be very obedient, and it is a bad habit to ask him for sacrifices.

Just when Zhao Yu was thinking about this, the fierce spirit's eyes suddenly lit up, and blood-red light burst out, looking at Zhao Yu fixedly.

"Since there is no sacrifice, then you will be my sacrifice!"

There was no room for negotiation at all, the fierce spirit let out a low shout, and then raised his axe and slashed at Zhao Yu.

It was obviously the surface of the water, but it was as if he was stepping on hard ground, and he looked quite magical, worthy of being a spirit.

Zhao Yu did not immediately use the power of Dao Magic, but began to dodge while casting witchcraft, using this fierce spirit to improve his mastery of witchcraft.

So for a while, the swords, guns, swords, halberds condensed by the ghost qi and the fireballs and water arrows condensed by the aura of heaven and earth continued to fly towards the fierce spirit.

Each of these spells had the strength of a seventh-layer disciple of the Jade Qing Realm, and it was so dense and fast, with a tricky angle, that even Lu Xueqi would be embarrassed in the face of such an attack.

However, these attacks were like tickling to the spirit, and they were no threat at all, and the only effect was to provoke him even more into anger.

After practicing for almost an hour, Zhao Yu felt that it was almost enough, and with a wave of his hand, a golden flame flew out, instantly burning the fierce spirit to the point that there was no smoke left.

"The strength is average, but it has a good performance in terms of soul and control of spiritual power, and my soul power has been getting stronger and stronger during this time, although it doesn't help the overall strength, but I think that as long as I cultivate to a certain point, it will have an effect, go back and continue to cultivate!"

After carefully comprehending the experience he had just gained, Zhao Yu flew back to the disciple's residence in front of the Great Bamboo Peak.

Every time he cultivated, Zhao Yu would go to Houshan Waterpool to test his ability, and then come back to continue his cultivation after summing up.

On the way, he would occasionally take the time to use the communication stone to communicate with the four hall masters, care about the recent development of Tianmen, and occasionally solve some problems that were difficult for Xiaobai to choose.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Ever since he got the witchcraft, Zhao Yu has been obsessed with cultivation and can't extricate himself, and his soul power has been constantly improving, but after four years of cultivation, he has been stuck in a certain realm and difficult to break through.

His current soul power is much stronger than before, but his attainments in witchcraft are only about the same as those of the Qingyun disciples of the ninth layer of the Yuqing Realm.

In the past, his cultivation of the Martial Dao and his breakthrough to the Martial Dao Jindan was almost completely a coincidence, but now that he is cultivating another system, he is stuck at this step again, but he has not got any opportunity and cannot break through.

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