The Taoist was not ashamed, and really threw his clothes over.

Just sitting there in a slick old skin.

Ma Xiaodonkey is not in the mood to check what kind of treasure is in the storage bag, he doesn't even want that clothes, the clothes worn by the fox, who knows if there is a fox smell!

"And what?" asked the donkey.

"Although I only have the peak cultivation of the Martial Sect, the aura in my body is comparable to that of a saint, because this is the cultivation of me and the little essence essence are stored in my body, although I have wasted a lot over the years, but I can't use it up! If I want to go out this time, I must waste a lot, but it is enough, and I can send you some of the excess!" Haidao said.

"What? This aura can still be sent?" Ma Xiaodonkey This is the first time I have heard of it, but all cultivation is said to have attributes, even if other people give you more, it is like a blood transfusion, and it cannot be used if the blood type is different.

Of course, there is such a saying in many martial arts movies, but after really understanding the cultivation, Ma Xiaodonkey knows that it is impossible at all.

"Of course, this is also the result of my research for so many years, but I don't know how much you can digest. I have stripped all these auras of their attributes and re-transformed them into auras between heaven and earth. As soon as the Taoist finished speaking, he heard Dongjing screaming, and his face was unhappy.

And the Taoist blushed and ignored him.

This is certainly not his credit, it is the ability of the dimensional enforcer.

But now it has become the result of years of research.

"Then how do I absorb it?" Ma Xiaodonkey remembers watching a movie, which is the transmission of gong, an old man turned over and transmitted head to head.

"You don't need this, you come over a little, I'll pass it on to you directly, as for how much you can store, it depends on your meridians!" said a Taoist.

As soon as he heard him say this, the horse and the little donkey were happy, and the meridians were stored?

Lao Tzu is so powerful, not only has a wide meridian, but also a virtual meridian!

At this time, in fact, Ma Xiaodonkey had no choice, he didn't even know what if this old guy played yin and subdued himself?

But now he has to pass.

The horse and the donkey sitting in front of a Taoist man closed their eyes tightly and their hearts were upward.

"It's begun!" With the voice of a Taoist, Ma Xiaodonkey felt bursts of spiritual power coming from his face, and almost without his control, his body began to devour these spiritual qi desperately.

This is the purest heaven and earth aura, there is no need to filter at all, and the meridians of the horse and the donkey are swallowed in the body like a gluttonous whale.

Ten minutes passed, half an hour passed.

But the speed at which the horses and the donkeys devoured did not diminish in the slightest.

At the beginning, the Taoist was still thinking that Ma Xiaodonkey should not only absorb so little, then the spiritual power of the two people would really be wasted.

But as time went by, the face of a Taoist began to change, fuck, what kind of fucking physique is this, how much does this swallow, and you don't take a nap and are you not afraid of choking?

But at this time, the horse and the little donkey didn't know any of this, and he didn't know when he would be able to swallow it up.

Because of the little Wuxiang Gong Mental Method that he was running at this time, he actually simulated another meridian when the aura filled his body, and when the meridian that had just been simulated was full, he simulated another meridian to come out.

I'm hasty, when is this going to be?

Even so, the virtual veins all over his body are still useless, the aura of the peak of the two martial arts, the body of a martial artist or a martial artist, is too huge.

Finally, Xiao Wuxianggong stopped simulating the meridians, and began to continuously expand, expand and expand those virtual meridians.

There is no limit to expansion!

However, at this moment, the aura came to an abrupt end.

The horse and the donkey slowly finished work, and when they opened their eyes, they saw a Taoist man slumped on the ground.

"Why is it gone?" asked the donkey curiously.

"You," Yidao was exhausted, and if he hadn't reined in his momentum, he even wondered if this guy would have drained himself clean.

"Is the body of the ** a thousand-year-old dung pit? Lao Tzu is going to be drained by you!"

The horse and the donkey scratched their heads, but they didn't feel that they had absorbed much, wasn't it just that their whole bodies were full of aura now?

"Cut, you're still bragging about the realm of the Martial Sect, I'm as tired as a dog just like that, and my tongue is so long! I'll see how many there are!"

Ma Xiaodonkey didn't feel anything, but the Taoist was dumbfounded, and even the little gopher stared at him like a monster with his black eyes.

"Are you a martial artist cultivator?" the Taoist couldn't believe his eyes. The color of the aura is linked to cultivation, except for the aura below the seven-star martial artist is colorless, and the seven-star martial artist is purple.

Martial artists are blue. In order, it is blue, green, yellow, orange, and red!

The corresponding is Martial Sect, Martial God, Martial Saint, Martial Zun, Martial Emperor!

In fact, there is no strict boundary between a martial saint and a martial saint, just like Tang Qingyou, you can also say that she is a martial saint, or you can say that he is a martial artist.

The Holy Venerable is of the same rank!

Orange and yellow!

At least not at that level, I don't understand the disparity.

But at that level, no one will really explain this to others.

It's like the Ten Emperors and Nine Saints. The Ten Emperors are already legendary figures, so let's not show them for the time being.

But these nine saints are like the nine people standing on the top of the towering mountain peak, no one knows how tall they are, reaching the realm of martial arts or martial saints.

But at least they started with Martial Saints, so they all call them the Nine Saints!

That's why the little gopher and the Taoist are so shocked.

Between the martial artist and the martial master and the martial sect, it is not as simple as a simple word difference, the aura of a martial artist's peak cultivation, placed on the body of a martial artist, it is estimated that he will directly explode.

What's more, now it's the cultivation of two people, and the little gopher's cultivation will only be higher than that of a Taoist person, not lower than him!

This time he took most of it, and that's it, after all, some people are talented, and their bodies are special enough to store too much energy.

However, even if this is the case, it will not be a talented martial artist!

Have you eaten all this aura?

Even if you eat it, you're going to have to burp, but why do you look like a starving ghost reincarnated?

Or, ......

The little gopher and the Taoist glanced at each other, and both verified their ideas from each other's eyes.

Intrusive Body?

There is only an intrusion body!

But how could an invading body have a martial artist cultivation?