Chapter 33: Win

"Let's go!"

Didn't pay attention to the group of people who knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

They are all disciples of the original Spirit Wolf Sect, and if they make mistakes, they have their own Ten Thousand Beast True Person, the former head of the Spirit Wolf Sect and the current law enforcement elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, to deal with it.

Ten Thousand Beasts Real People are also angry.

The golden wolf is his eldest disciple, and this tragic situation is all caused by the golden wolf, and the faces of all beasts and real people are gloomy.

"I'll go and think about it all behind closed doors, and I'm not allowed to come out for a month!"

More than a dozen people were locked up in confinement.

It's not over yet.

Ten Thousand Beasts True Man opened the storage bag on his waist again, and with a bang, thousands of spirit stones poured out.

"The repair cost of the sect, the old man is out. ”

"If you are affected by this, each person can receive five spirit stones as compensation!"

Trench!

The disciples of the sect suddenly turned from sadness to joy, and some of them couldn't wait to come back to such a show, so that they could earn a few more spirit stones.

They all stepped forward to receive the spirit stones.

The mouth is not idle, it is full of sycophants.

"Ten Thousand Beasts and Real Beings are mighty!"

"It's done, it's exquisite!"

"Law enforcement elders are justice!"

"Hey, a blessing in disguise, five spirit stones, it's gone!"

It is indeed a blessing in disguise.

But.

They are not the only ones who have been blessed by misfortune.

Joraldan, giggling.

He was burned by a fire from the golden wolf, and his clothes were in tatters.

Changed into a monk's uniform.

Trimmed the hair that was already messed up.

Not to mention.

In his previous life, he was used to having short hair, and this monk's long hair was either shawl or tied into a bun, which made Joradan very unaccustomed to it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he simply summoned Qing Song, waved his long sword, and a burst of silver light danced, and a small flat head that was very common in his previous life, but was definitely non-mainstream in this cultivation world, appeared.

"Cool!"

Touching the stubble on the top of his head, Joradan was in a good mood.

Fingers dug a large lump of ointment, shone it in a bronze mirror, and rubbed it on his face.

This is the ointment that Danchenzi has just refined to treat burns, and the effect is not bad, rubbing it, it didn't take long to recover as before, and there was no scar at all.

"Just this ointment, if you get it back to your previous life, you will definitely make a lot of money!"

How.

There is no going back in the past life.

I can only stay in this cultivation realm.

But.

After a month of despair, now, I finally see a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope that I can continue to practice.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, I can't handle your broken Ding!"

After being cheated by gluttony, Qiao Ladan had given up on continuing to cultivate, and exercised with stones on his back all day long, in a vain attempt to make a bloody path in the art of forging the body.

But.

Today.

A blessing in disguise.

Joraldan, however, saw a glimmer of light.

"This fire-resisting technique is extremely magical, if you master it, maybe you can control the fire of the gluttonous ding, if you can make the gluttonous ding no longer breathe fire, then wouldn't you be able to swallow the pill!"

Just do it.

After treating all the burns on his body with the ointment, Joradan summoned a cultivator of the Elixir Sect and began to learn the fire resistance technique.

It's not that hard.

Swordsmanship and fire control have a royal word, which can be said to be the same way, but the operation method is different, but after an hour or two, Joradan has basically mastered this fire control technique.

Reiki fluctuates.

Finger a little.

A fire snake that is an inch thick shoots out, and this kind of means, used to attack, is not bad.

Of course.

Joladan learned this fire fighting technique, not to fight, but to control the fire of gluttony.

Sit cross-legged on the floor.

Take out a Qi Refining Pill.

Swallow it with a whimper.

Then.

Joradan hurriedly ran the Fire Suppression Technique, preparing to control the flames of the Gluttonous Ding.

Refining Qi Pill fell into the gluttonous Ding.

A burst of flames swooped up.

Now is the time.

Concentrated, his mind turned into a sharp sword, stabbed at the gluttonous ding, the fire resistance technique, ran to the extreme, and began to suppress the fire.

Effective!

I saw that the originally fierce flame, under the control of the fire control technique, was obviously much weaker.

It's a pity.

Burst!

This gluttonous Ding is too powerful, even if the fire is a lot weaker, it is still very violent, and in just an instant, it burned the Qi Refining Pill.

"Rub!"

Joradan spat in frustration.

Failed.

The cultivation is insufficient, and the fire resistance technique is simply unable to completely extinguish the fire of gluttony, and the dream of taking drugs is shattered.

Let's take a different approach.

Alchemy is not only a fire-resisting technique, but also a technique for sacrificing alchemy furnaces.

Alchemy and alchemy, alchemy furnace is indispensable.

And because of this.

Monks who are proficient in the art of alchemy usually have a set of techniques for sacrificing the alchemy furnace, and there is this method in the alchemy of the Elixir Sect.

Think just now.

If it weren't for Danchenzi to suppress the golden wolf with the furnace, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although he has only only reached the realm of the late stage of Qi cultivation, he can't reach the level of Danchenzi, but there is still hope for a little control of the furnace ding.

Thereupon.

Another two hours passed.

Joladan learned the art of sacrificing the furnace again.

Sit cross-legged.

Meditate and meditate.

After the aura in his body was restored to fullness, Joladan began to try to sacrifice the gluttonous ding.

A spiritual sense, caught in the aura, secretly approached the gluttonous ding.

As long as this spiritual consciousness can be attached to the gluttonous ding, it is half the battle.

Near!

Near!

Closer!

Finally.

Spiritual consciousness fell on the gluttonous ding.

Unexpectedly.

Rumble!

A huge coercion suddenly erupted.

Under this overwhelming power, Mo said that this trace of spiritual consciousness was just a trace, even if Joraldan's entire divine consciousness came over, it would not be able to resist it.

Destroy.

It's like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

In just an instant, this trace of spiritual consciousness was wiped out.

"Rub!"

It's not spitting this time.

This time, Joladan directly vomited a mouthful of blood.

This trace of spiritual consciousness originates from divine consciousness, and when it is erased, it also affects divine consciousness.

Suffered by this backlash, Joladan did not heal from his old wounds, and filled with new ones.

Joraldan, who does not believe in evil, try again.

The ending is the same.

Under that huge coercion, a trace of spiritual consciousness can't make any waves at all.

"Nima!"

No more play.

This gluttonous ding is already so powerful that it is almost demonic, and many methods of alchemy are simply helpless.

Regret it!

What a pity!

If you had sacrificed it when you had just obtained it, you might have refined it.

It's a pity.

Without knowing what to do, he devoured tiger meat and spirit stones, and that large amount of spiritual energy went down, so that this gluttonous Ding grew to the point that it was uncontrollable.

Sitting on the ground, Joradan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If you want to control this gluttonous ding, you must first improve your cultivation.

However, if you want to improve your cultivation, you must first control this gluttony.

No solution.

It's a dead end that can't be solved.

The hope that had just risen turned into despair again under repeated blows.

Lie down under the covers.

Simply.

Joradan continued to lie down the dog.