Jianchuan was killed by a Buddhist monk and destroyed his body for almost a year before he slowly woke up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 At that time, his broken body was gradually healed by the elixirs and other ways of stimulation, but the soul was very draining, and he fell into a deep sleep for most of the day.

Because all the families want Dao weapon refining methods, when Jian Chuan woke up, he insisted on writing the so-called great art of his own sacrificial Dao weapon refining sentence by sentence.

The families don't force him, as long as he writes every day. The real 100,000-word Dao Weapon Sacrifice Alchemy is written, from the selection of rare cultivation materials to the smelting of Dao embryos, from the 10,000-million-hammer forging method of billions of divine souls to the burning method of the inner magic array, from the selection of the magic array to the layers of sacrificial prohibitions, from the divine soul into the blessing of the inverted force, and then the opening of the light trial verification, step by step there is almost no half of the words!

Half a year has passed since he came to his senses, and the so-called Dao Weapon Casting Method of the Great Alien Cultivation Realm has finally succeeded. Everyone was excited. But although the Banshan Temple has obtained that part of the casting Dafa, there is no clue at all about the treasure of Buddhism that it wants to wear, which makes the Buddhist ancestors who came here from the Great Buddha Temple in the Mahayana general realm at a loss!

"I said Jianchuan boy, why don't you open your mind? You offer that Buddhist treasure, Lao Tzu managed to steal you out and give you back your freedom, how about it?"

Jian Chuan just sneered and didn't say a word.

"Ahh

"Jianchuan boy, what do you say you want to promise me?"

"Ahh

When negotiating with Jianchuan for a month, the old monk finally lost his patience, at this time he sighed, went out, and shook his hand, the Jianchuan body shook up and down, a mouthful of blood spurted out, but the person fainted.

After the old monk was entangled for a long time, he had no choice but to leave angrily, but Jian Chuan, who had come to his senses, did not feel at all relaxed. He knew that the old bald man might be washing away the last bit of his endurance in the next few days and starting to be ruthless.

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"Little friend of Jianchuan, my City Lord's Mansion has taken a fancy to your strange stealth technique, and I hope it can be sold!

"Jianchuan Xiaoyou, there is nothing that cannot be bought and sold, but the price is different. You make a price and see if my City Lord's Mansion can satisfy you. ”

"Little friend of Jianchuan, although the Dafa spread in the cultivation world cannot be easily passed on, there is no one who cannot be bought and sold! As long as I can afford it, why should you be persistent?"

Jian Chuan just didn't say anything, and quietly sat upright and cultivated. The city lord's mansion and the cultivators also left with ruthless eyes. Before leaving the house, he also shook his hand and left.

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"I am the walking of the hermit family outside the fan, and I can represent the hermit family with full authority. I only want to buy the puppet stand-in refining method of Jianchuan Xiandi, and the price can be negotiated. ”

"Brother Xian, your puppet stand-in method is just a miscellaneous technique, and it is not very precious, as long as the elder brother can give in, the price is really easy to say!"

"Ahh

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"I am a representative of the Four Great Sword Sects, and I am very interested in Mr.'s one-handed sword art array, can Mr. give in? If you teach me, you can not only pass on Mr.'s spells, but also carry them forward, so that Mr. will be famous in this Immortal Cave!"

"Sir, there is really something that can be modified for that set of swordsmanship arrays, or you and I can discuss with each other, so that your wonderful swordsmanship array may also be more perfect! Think about it again?"

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Day by day, waves of people came and went, waves of temptation came and went, waves of threats and temptations came and went, that Jian Chuan was almost dumb, but he didn't let go of his words, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

"Report, that guy in prison is sick, it doesn't seem to be light!"

"Hmph, him!"

After a few more days, almost everyone in that group of cultivators got this news, but no one cared!

"Oh, it's a pity that he has an unpredictable supernatural power, if I can wait for it, my cultivation should make great progress!"

Jian Chuan finally fell into a coma again, and several families took care of the cultivators, which also meant to monitor each other! As for Jian Chuan, who would have nothing to do to really treat him?

Jian Chuan lay down on the cloud bed, his muddy body was hot up and down, as if it was about to burn! The newly recovered flesh and bones seemed to have completely collapsed under the impact of the dark energy of the various families again and again, and the whole person seemed to have become a pile of broken corpses and bones again! A pile of them was piled up on the cloud bed, and the muddy body exuded an indescribable peculiar smell, disgusting and sympathetic.

Another half year or so has passed, and its appearance is already haggard to the face of a dead man. Jian Chuan's flesh and bones were extremely thin, almost like a zombie, and his blind eyes gradually lost their lustre, and during the period when a dead air was filled, even the breath exhaled was with a broken taste of death.

The bigwigs and others in the various sects have long since stopped paying attention to this cultivation, and only some stewards and elders have discussed how to manipulate that house!

"If he dies, he will be crushed and ashes scattered, and he will be abandoned!

Ichishu said lazily.

"Or just kill and go to Hugh!"

"Well, it's not proper! The ancestors of the Zhu family didn't say it explicitly, how dare we be casual?"

"Also, this repair book has won the love of the ancestors of all families, and now it is no longer enjoyed in his old age, and he only has a breath of air, it is better to die naturally!"

"Yes! In this way, even if something happens, the bigwigs will not simply blame me for waiting!"

So the cultivators drank tea and left slowly.

In the small courtyard in the prison, the four walls of a living room in the center are poured with bronze, and a window and a portal are carved on the magic circle, preventing people's divine consciousness and telekinesis from penetrating and peeping, and the sword river is in the prison made of bronze, and its dying appearance is really a sigh of relief! In addition to a tank of clear water, where are there all the food and drink things to restore the physique?

Because it is a forbidden place, the jailers do not come here to settle down, only a few left-behind cultivators sent by various sects have nothing to do during the day, and they get together to gamble. Fighting almost all day and night, where would anyone pay attention to Jianchuan in prison?

Jian Chuan lay quietly on a wooden plank, although he tried to save his flesh and bones countless times, but that body was still unstoppably decayed and died! At the last moment, Jian Chuan had no choice but to absorb the Heavenly Dao Divine Energy contained in his body, and converge it in his bones little by little, shrinking the dantian divine realm in that heart, and storing the sea of consciousness controlled by the Nine Palaces Great Array in the Mud Pill Palace in the skull skeleton. At the last moment, when his physical body was completely destroyed, he used the Muddy Body Magic to shrink the Heavenly Dao Yuan Energy in all the bones of his body and send it into the ugly skull of his own body, and the flesh that he had cultivated for more than a thousand years was finally dead!

In the middle of the prison courtyard, the seven or eight cultivators on duty were betting on the size of a dice, and at this time they shouted vigorously one by one:

"Big, big, big······"

"Small, small, small······ ？

There was a cultivator **** on his upper body, the rough body shone with a ghostly light, stepped on the wooden chair with one foot, and shouted:

"Big fart! Lao Tzu said small, little little ······"

When the dice are unveiled on the box, there are three sixs!

"Ahh

That man saw that his body was carrying vein stones one by one to other cultivators, and his heart was bleeding and painful!

"Ahh······h

After all, the man couldn't bear to stay there any longer, so he went out in a huff. He glanced up at the clear sky, then took a deep breath······

"What a smell? so strange!"

The wing of his nose moved slightly, and he suddenly frowned tightly, and after a little thought, he turned around and walked a few steps to the window of the room where Jian Chuan was being held, because the strange smell was even stronger, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with one hand, and opened his eyes to look at the prison.

"Ah·····h Poor and broken!"

The cultivator sighed, and shouted at the gambling house:

"This cultivator is dead! Let's come out and take a look. ”

"Don't be funny!

Some cultivators are probably addicted to gambling, or they are losing in a hurry, and they shout loudly to continue betting!

"Everyone, for the sake of our own lives, let's take a look! If there is anything, hurry up and send a message talisman to the door valves, and wait for the news above!"

When all the cultivators heard this, they all restrained their momentum, and obediently walked out of the door to visit the bronze cell.

"Hey, it's true! It turns out that the flesh has really dissipated, and only the bones are broken!

"Poor thing! I taught the Dao Weapon Sacrifice Method, and then I let people unload the mill and kill the donkey!

"Life in the world, all things are unsatisfactory! I am waiting to laugh at him today, who knows who will laugh at me in the future! Everyone, listen to the orders of the bigwigs! If you want to burn it, you can throw it away! Anyway, it can be regarded as the end of the bad days when I waited for him to be in prison!"

"That's what I'm saying, after I go out, I will definitely ask a Taoist priest to do Dharma for a few days, and go to bad luck!"

The cultivators on duty in the prison waited for many days, but they didn't get any news from the family gatekeeper. The cultivators were unable to cultivate in the prison that suppressed divine energy and mental power, and it had already been a long time since the sect came! This cultivator prisoner had been seriously ill for half a year, and there was still no news! Who knew that it had been several months since the person died, but there was still no decree to recall him! The cultivators were a little anxious, and they gathered around to discuss it, and finally decided to throw away the broken bones, and then return to the sect to resume their lives!

The eight or nine cultivators went out together, a rag bag filled with the pile of bones, and they got out of the prison, and then flew straight out of Fighting Sword City.

"Old Pi, where did you say you left this thing behind?"

The cultivator who had slipped the rag bag in one hand asked casually.

"Alas, since ancient times, the dead are greater! Why don't you bury this repair and put it into the ground?"

"Hey, it's too much!

"No! Although the family no longer pays attention to this cultivation, it still has a lot of weight! In my opinion, it is better to throw the bones of this cultivator under the Yin Si Cliff, where the yin wind is raging for ten thousand years, and nothing will quickly turn into dust! That should be very safe, so that the ancestors of the other families remember this matter and ask about us, and we can reply confidently!"

"Isn't it just a few steps ahead? It's not a big deal!"

"Brother's words are extreme!"

So the eight or nine cultivators re-drove the clouds and galloped towards the millions of mountains.

Yin Si Cliff is a Jedi in a million mountains, its land has accumulated hundreds of thousands of years of heaven and earth cold air, legend has it that the breath is so strong that it can destroy the body and soul of the immortal family, no matter what things fall under its cliff, it will turn into dust and disperse, the power is really amazing! At this time, a group of cultivators flew over thousands of rivers and mountains, and walked straight for half a month before they arrived there.

There are still thousands of miles away from Sidi, and the cultivators are already deeply cold, almost freezing people's Yuan energy, making it unable to flow smoothly. Several cultivators with transcendent Dharma energy discussed it, and recommended a cultivator of the Fire Energy Exercise, who drove a spiritual treasure flying boat and continued to drive, in order to throw the pile of bones to the cliff.

After the fire attribute cultivator performed the flying boat smoothly, he drove the spirit treasure and galloped away, and a protective magic circle was opened on the flying boat, and the flying boat was also a fire attribute, after full stimulation, a flame was rising, plus the cultivator had a fire magic weapon, after a gallop, a few miles away from the Yin Si Cliff, the cultivator Meng Keli threw out the rag bag in his hand, and the thing flew out far away, and then drew a beautiful arc and fell into the cold stone cliff of the yin wind roar.

It was about that thing that inspired the **** cold wind of Yin Si Cliff, and suddenly a cold light flashed, and the flying boat creaked, and after a sudden breaking sound, it shattered and scattered, and slipped straight from the height of one hundred and ten zhang in the air!

The cultivator fled quickly, however, it was unlucky after all, it was attacked by the second wave of cold and dark light, and its flesh and bones shattered into ice slag! At that time, it was only ten miles away from the place where the cultivators of the previous families had settled! However, no one in that group of cultivators dared to come to the rescue.