Chapter 20: Visitors to the Heavenly Temple
Everyone stared at the big one in amazement, how could they have seen such a magical scene, no one noticed, the pig mother was leaning on the entrance of the cave with a pale face, looking at this side with a look of relief, and occasionally looked at Luo Yang with a trace of pride in her eyes, that kind of pride and pride that my family has just grown up.
In the next half month, Luo Yang raised all the physical qualifications of the Five Treasures to the point where he could barely withstand the nine marks, and once again used coercion to successfully complete the marks they lacked one by one.
However, this is just that the spirit demon can still be used, and the probability of success after internal observation will be lower and lower. Because after entering the inner tube, the blood veins of the whole body are constantly turned into demon qi, and the ancestral inheritance of the inner body will naturally gradually fade, which is also the real reason why the ancestral veins of the demon clan are thin from generation to generation.
Luo Yang, who had entered the cultivation state again, obviously also discovered this, and shook his head depressedly. Anyway, I still want to rely on this to accept the younger brother, but I still have to focus on my own strength. Calming down, Luo Yang began to continue refining demonic qi from his bloodline, in order to reach the quenching pulse as soon as possible.
The four small realms of the inner realm are essentially the degree of integration with the physical body after the accumulation of demonic energy:
The first level is the demonization of the bloodline, allowing the demonic energy to occupy all the places where the blood flows.
The middle level is bone demonization, which allows the demon energy to fuse all bones.
The second stage is the demonization of the flesh, fusing all the muscles and skin with the demonic energy.
Dacheng's last step is to immerse all the internal organs of the brain into demonic energy.
Luo Yang had already completed the demonization of the main trunk of the blood vessels before, and now the capillaries were almost infected by him. It's a pity that the cultivation of this inner realm is in a hurry, and there is no shortcut, because the transformation of blood and qi must be stopped after a third of the transformation, otherwise you will die of blood loss. Therefore, he can only honestly turn blood into qi, and then replenish his blood by eating.
And after Wubao got Luo Yang's reminder, he didn't dare to use the spirit vortex to expand the space, and basically stopped as soon as the vortex just pulled the space wall. In this way, it is safe, but this speed is not the same as Luo Yang. Therefore, in their spare time, they would go out to hunt all kinds of demon beasts to provide for Luo Yang, who had a serious loss of blood and qi.
Three days later, on this morning, which was also the tenth month of Luo Yang's arrival in this world, there was a drizzle in the sky. And the blood veins of his whole body were finally fused with demonic qi and began to dip into the bones, which also meant that he had stepped into the middle level of internal observation in one fell swoop, and he was happy that he was actually interested in hunting.
First, he went to investigate the injury of the pig mother, and found that it had improved a lot, so he instructed Wubao to take care of the pig mother and go to the depths of the jungle alone.
At the top of Tongtian Mountain, the welcome pavilion of the Heavenly Temple, which is closest to the mountainside, is brightly lit in the daylight at this time, and the mysterious halo emitted by the magic crystal is reflected on the two rows of men in short gray clothes in front of the pavilion door, which looks particularly solemn. Looking closely at the badge pinned to their chests, a pair of intersecting axes smeared with orange glow.
You must know that among the three major professions of human beings, the badge system of warriors and mages is the same, and they all use nine different colors to distinguish their ranks, from low to high: gray, white, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Only the imprint on the badge is used to highlight the difference in one's class, such as the warrior is a pair of intersecting swords and axes. Secondly, the division of the demon is somewhat similar, the first two levels of the warrior are called samurai, the 3rd, 4th, and 5th levels are called the martial master, and the upper ones are called martial saints.
And these people in front of him, the intersection of swords and axes shows the identity of their warriors, and they are also level 4 martial artists. Looking at the scene in front of him, it was clear that he was standing guard in line, which showed how powerful the strength of the Heavenly Temple was. Because in this Holy Spirit Continent, the teaching qualifications of all ordinary school teachers are only level 3.
At this time, from the hiking path at the foot of the mountain, a convoy of about two or three hundred people came. A tall earth-colored earth dragon walked in front of him, and on top of it was a huge chariot, and on the chaise longue inside, a young man in white was lying comfortably on it with a folding fan.
Next to him, there was a middle-aged strong man who was dressed very low-key, like a slave, but looking at the badge on his chest, he was actually a fifth-level martial artist who was about to enter the sainthood.
When the group came to the welcome pavilion, the middle-aged man walked a few steps quickly, put his right arm across his body, beat his chest with a bang, and made a martial arts salute to the doormen. Then, in the direction of the top of the mountain, he respectfully shouted:
"Bibo Temple, Holy Son Flower Flying to the Heavenly Temple with gifts, please allow Lord St. Ross!"
In the center of the mountaintop, in a garden covering a radius of two kilometers, a white-haired old man dressed plainly was carefully pruning the unknown flowers in front of him. Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, then he frowned slightly, stopped the movement in his hand, and looked helplessly at a luxurious attic in the distance. After a while, the old man who withdrew his gaze put down the flower scissors in his hand and walked towards the main hall. As he moved, his face was slowly covered with a halo, and the whole person completed the transformation of the mysterious powerhouse from the uncle next door, and at the same time spit out a word from his mouth.
The middle-aged strong man in front of the welcome pavilion still maintained a respectful posture and waited for an echo. The young man on the chariot looked a little impatient, glaring at the middle-aged man in front of him from time to time, but he couldn't get a response, so he could only keep shaking the folding fan in his hand, and cursing something in a low voice from time to time until he ......
A gust of wind suddenly appeared, blowing everyone in the convoy on their backs, but then it was gone in an instant, as if nothing had happened just now. Then came a thunderous sound:
"Yes!"
The voice went straight to people's hearts, obviously it sounded like a whisper, but the volume was surprisingly loud, as if it was thundering in the ears. The young man in white was obviously taken aback, well, he really jumped and almost jumped off the earth-walking dragon. Seeing that the young man was about to scold him when he was angry, the middle-aged man leaned over and helped him, and whispered something.
Under the leadership of Zhike, the young man strutted his head, followed the middle-aged strong man half a step behind him, and went to the main hall together. The gift list was carried by the subordinates of the Heavenly Palace to the warehouse and handed over to the warehouse management, and the rest of the people were arranged by other subordinates.
After a while, everyone came to a palace made of white boulders, and the stone patterns on it were all natural, as if they were carved out of a whole boulder, even if they were the young man in white who had been looking at the top of the roof, he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
In front of the hall, after the acquaintance gently pushed open the door of the palace, he stood beside the door, bent down and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please. The two visitors didn't care, and Xin walked into the hall, but before he could look at the scenery in the hall, he was frozen in place by a shocking coercion, unable to move.