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After leaving Mangdang Mountain, Murong Bai went to the bustling town outside Lingwu City again, specifically found the small wine shop before, and bought a hundred jars of fine green wine.

After returning to Lingwu City non-stop, Murong Bai went straight to a very inconspicuous blacksmith shop, ordered forty empty iron balls the size of watermelons, and then went to Xiaoyao Hall, because Murong Bai changed his appearance, so Xiaoyao Junshan did not find out.

After purchasing a large number of herbs needed to refine the high-level Huiling Pill, Murong Bai quietly returned to the Xiaoyao Mountain Villa.

So, in the days to come, Murong Bai went to the grove to practice the Prajna Dragon and Tiger Fist during the day, and at night he went to the small courtyard he rented in the north of the city to refine the Hui Ling Pill.

Although the high-level Huiling Pill Murong Bai was refining for the first time, because he already had some experience, after failing a few times, he successfully practiced a few furnaces, and Murong Bai was satisfied with this, and said in his heart, Lao Tzu just didn't do anything, and he could eat and drink enough just by relying on alchemy, not to mention supporting his wife in the future.

After refining the Hui Ling Pill, Murong Bai began to ponder the red umbrella again at night, but he studied with the bastard for several days, but he didn't come up with an ugly person, since he couldn't figure out a reason, Murong Bai simply ignored it, and instead went to buy high-grade materials for refining puppets.

High-level puppets are not easy to refine, for this reason, in the small courtyard where Murong Bai was, there were bursts of explosions for several nights, which frightened the surrounding neighbors, thinking that it was an earthquake, fortunately, the small courtyard has a protective formation, and outsiders can't enter, otherwise they will definitely find Murong Bai with a cloak and a black and gray face.

After being blown up a few times, Murong Bai slowly figured out the pattern, and finally succeeded in carving three strange formations, so that the three puppets comparable to the powerhouses of the beginner martial artists were successfully refined.

For more than two months, Murong Bai has been refining pills and puppets again, and he has to return to Xiaoyao Mountain Villa to practice boxing during the day, he is very busy, his cultivation has not improved much, and the power of his divine consciousness has increased a lot.

In the early morning of this day, Murong Bai went out of the small courtyard, and after selling the sweat and blood BMW given by Sima Lingxi at a price, he drank three bowls of tofu brain on the street, ate a few beef buns, and then returned to Xiaoyao Villa, crossed his legs in the attic, squinted back to the cage, and walked into the grove to start practicing boxing.

An hour passed, and Murong Bai had just finished cultivating the second type of Dragon and Tiger Fengyun, and was about to ponder the third type of dragon and tiger arrogance, when the bastard suddenly said, "Boy, don't practice this third form." ”

Murong Bai was stunned for a moment, and then asked puzzledly, "Why don't you practice?"

After pondering the wording for a while, the bastard said slowly: "Because of the third form, there is a very special prerequisite for cultivation, that is, you need to refine a trace of the dragon's soul power and the tiger demon's soul power before you can cultivate the third form. ”

As soon as the bastard's voice fell, Murong Bai's nose was crooked, and then he yelled directly at the bastard: "You old thing, you want to play with me, look at me to bully, right, the soul of the tiger can be barely detained, you let me go there to get the soul of this dragon, even if I know that there is a dragon there, with my current strength, it is not enough to stuff the dragon's teeth, Lao Tzu must have known that there is this prerequisite, and I won't practice this kind of hook-like bird boxing if I am killed."

Murong Bai said this, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he said in his heart: No wonder the old drunkard in Xiaoyaokui said that day, it is okay not to practice the third form. I didn't think so at the time, if I asked more, there would be no trouble now.

"Alas," Murong Bai sighed secretly.

The bastard seemed to have expected that Murong Bai would be angry, and after being silent for a while, he said: "Stinky boy, you can't blame me for this, didn't the steward of the Library Pavilion also tell you not to practice the third form, didn't the old man just saw that you wanted to cultivate the third form, and I was afraid that your cultivation would go wrong, so I kindly reminded you."

"Alas, forget it, Lao Tzu went back to sleep, for more than half a month, in order to practice this fart bird fist, I didn't even sleep well" Murong Bai said with some discouragement.

The bastard's eyes rolled, and he said in his heart: "This kid is a ghost and a ghost, he knows that there is a ready-made little golden dragon in the secret realm of the Dragon Domain, but he pretends to be dejected, revealing a bitter gourd face, isn't it deliberately for the old man to see?"

"That's it, the bad guy and the old man do it, the good guy does it all by this kid, alas, the old man will become the one who carries the black pot, and he is the kind he is willing to carry, if he doesn't do it, this kid may not be holding back what bad it is"

Thinking of this, the bastard forcibly suppressed the depression in his heart, and said tentatively to Murong Bai: "Boy, have you forgotten the little golden dragon in the secret realm of the Dragon Domain?"

"Little Jinlong knows, what's wrong" Murong Bai's big eyelids rolled, revealing a dumb and stupid look.

"The old man is saying, you beg the little golden dragon, or fool her, let her give you a trace of soul power. The bastard said with a hateful itch.

After the bastard finished speaking, a sly light flashed in Murong Bai's eyes in an instant, and he said in his heart, Hehe, just waiting for you to say this.

Although Murong Bai really didn't know that cultivating the Dragon and Tiger Fist required the power of the Dragon Tiger's soul, after the bastard finished speaking, Murong Bai instantly thought of the little golden dragon in the Dragon Domain's secret realm.

But think about it again, asking people to give you a trace of soul power for no reason, unless this kind of thing is a close relative, you have to use some special means, and this special means is not a simple trick to deceive, you can achieve the goal.

Just kidding, you will cheat again, you will fool again, what is the score and what is it, so that people can draw their souls to you for no reason, isn't this purely looking for a draw

But the first two forms of the Dragon and Tiger Fist have been cultivated, and the effect is very good, and the power is extraordinary, if you give up, it will be a pity.

So you have to work the little golden dragon, Murong Bai has heard it before, a warrior can establish a soul oath with the demon beast, that is, a soul contract, once he establishes a soul contract with the little golden dragon, he will get a trace of soul power without knowing it.

But as for how to establish a soul contract with a divine beast of the level of Little Golden Dragon, Murong Bai didn't know, if he asked the bastard directly, at that time, the bastard would definitely have to mention a lot of conditions, so Murong Bai deliberately became angry and pretended to be stupid.

Sure enough, although the bastard has become much smarter than before, he still unknowingly fell into the trap set by Murong Bai, of course, Murong Bai did this because he now felt that he could control the bastard, otherwise, it would be impossible not to pay a price.