As the Demon Transformation worked, Mu Fan's expression gradually eased, and at least so far, there was no discomfort in his body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This handprint of the Demon Transformation is very complicated, and it is not much worse than Yuan Xuanjin. Even because the mudra was extremely strange and different from the normal way of sealing, it was difficult for Mu Fan to completely remember this set of mudras after several hours had passed.

Of course, there is still a difference between memory and copying, at least Mu Fan has successfully condensed it.

When the handprint of the demon transformation took shape, Mu Fan couldn't help but hold his breath, as if waiting for its change, but this was just a cup of tea, and there was no reaction in his body.

Mu Fan opened his eyes, his eyes were full of doubts, what he could be sure of was that whether it was the mudra or the method, he completed it step by step according to the description on the jade slip, not to say that it was not bad at all, but it was also presentable, and it would not be like this.

After thinking hard to no avail, Mu Fan simply started all over again, maybe there was really something negligent in this.

He closed his eyes quickly, frowned slightly, and the look of not admitting defeat was clearly engraved on his cheeks.

Another few hours passed, and it was already late at night, and when Mu Fan opened his eyes, his two eyebrows were almost twisted together, full of doubts.

The second time he cultivated the Demon Transformation, he was very careful in every step, and he could be absolutely sure that there was nothing missing during the period, and even with the experience of the first time, this cultivation could be said to be unobstructed.

But as a result... Still the same as the first time, nothing happened.

"How so?"

Mu Fan groaned, completely unsure what was going on, could it be that the Demon Transformation was not a martial arts technique at all, but something that had no use?

Soon, Mu Fan denied this speculation. How can this black snake be said to be a detachment leader-level existence, how can it be possible to store useless things in the storage ring? And looking at the position of the demon transformation, it is also extremely careful, not like the kind of random discarding.

Or maybe he knew he was going to die, so he was going to do it, but what was the purpose of doing this?

Mu Fan blinked, shook his head with a wry smile, and felt that he was too careful to have such an idiotic thought.

Not to mention what the intention is, I'm afraid that the black snake never thought of dying!

"What's the problem?"

His eyes wandered unconsciously, and then when he saw the black pill, Mu Fan's mind was like a lightning bolt, and he was instantly stunned.

He seemed to have thought of the problem, and it was so obvious!

In the first two cultivations, he really didn't have any omissions, but he ignored a crucial point, that is, Ao Yuan.

For a long time, Ao Yuan has been the foundation of the Yuan Master, whether it is exercises or Yuan techniques, they are inseparable from the support of Ao Yuan!

But here's the problem!

Mu Fan thought about it carefully, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, because this underworld transformation was not urged by Ao Yuan at all. With the addition of the black pill with the spirit qi, Mu Fan can be sure that this mysterious exercise needs the spirit energy!

Exercises that require spiritual energy to be activated?

As soon as he thought of this, the corners of Mu Fan's mouth suddenly raised a curvature, isn't this just right for his situation.

Thinking about the crux of the problem, Mu Fan no longer hesitated and re-cultivated, but this time, he did not mobilize Ao Yuan, but slowly mobilized the imprisoned power of the underworld in the sea of qi, and followed the cultivation method of the underworld demon, leading it over little by little.

With the improvement of the realm, Mu Fan's mental power naturally has also changed greatly, and mobilizing a little bit of the power of the underworld is no longer a problem at all.

Sure enough, with the addition of the power of the underworld, this time of cultivation, Mu Fan finally noticed the change, the change was very peculiar, like a violent force hidden in the body, wanting to break out of the body.

Gradually, on Mu Fan's body, some black dark lines appeared, like tattoos, making him look filled with a strange sense of evil.

With the experience of the previous two times, Mu Fan's cultivation this time was very smooth, after all, he only replaced Ao Yuan with the power of the underworld, and there was no other change.

However, when two hours passed, Mu Fan stopped at the last step of the handprint condensation.

Mu Fan opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely calm, but if he looked closely, he could find that there was a deep hidden excitement.

It seems that in this cultivation process, he should have understood the usefulness of the Demon Transformation, and only then would he terminate his cultivation at the last step.

He picked up the black pill in his hand, and a rare touch of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This pill, to me, is useless. But it's a pity to abandon it. ”

The black pill was included in the storage ring along with the demon transformation, and then the power of the underworld was imprisoned in the sea of qi again.

After doing all this, Mu Fan stretched his waist fiercely, calculated the time, and the day of the meeting agreed with Luo Ji and them was only a few hours away.

For the rest of the time, he tried to communicate with the dark wings behind him, but unfortunately, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reaction.

Mu Fan is not in a hurry, this dark wing is already strange, as long as he can feel its existence, it is enough, as for using it, it seems that it will take some time to run in.

In the rest of the time, Mu Fan didn't waste it, sitting cross-legged and cultivating the Devouring Yuan Decision.

The path of cultivation is already boring and boring, and if you can't persevere, it will be difficult to go for a long time.

......

After a long dark night, the cultivation place finally ushered in the first soft rays of sunlight. The green leaves of the early morning, stained with tear-like dewdrops, fall down the tips of the leaves, fall into the ground, or burrow into the soil, so that the air slowly melts into the fragrance of the earth.

Take a sip and feel refreshed.

Outside the cultivation grotto, dozens of leaders with no low ranking sat cross-legged, allowing the faint wetness to cling to their clothes without the slightest discomfort.

Among them, there are persistent people who have been waiting for a month, and there are also those who join in halfway, but no matter who they are, they have no intention of giving up.

At first, this phenomenon was extremely puzzling, and it was difficult to understand what was supporting their persistence.

More than 80,000 contribution points?

Obviously not, because the contribution points, although important, still pale in comparison to wasting a month's time. If it is an ordinary person, it is just that, but this is a place of cultivation, cultivation is the king, and any means and battles are nothing more than to improve their strength.

It's not worth wasting so much time.

However, when these incomprehensible people joined in, they slowly understood a truth.

That is, since they have all waited, not waiting for a result, they... Unwilling!

Therefore, the reason for supporting these people to wait is actually very simple, that is, they are unwilling!

"Da-da..."

Suddenly, the sound of crisp footsteps slowly sounded from inside the cultivation grotto, making everyone's eyes look over together.

At this moment, the entrance of the cultivation grotto instantly became a place of focus.

(To be continued...) (To be continued.) )