"You go and practice your Thousand Bells Technique, I'm going to practice. Remember to help me protect the Dharma, my ears will be brighter, and the stick will be the largest, no matter who comes in, it will be a stick. If you can't get a concussion, you are not good at learning. Step left jokingly.

Big Black picked out the thickest stick from the storage bag and waved it in the air, the wind was sharp enough to knock the dog to the head.

Arranged the soul stone formation, Bu Li began to concentrate on cultivation, and Da Hei also practiced the technique of a thousand bells hard.

Hating the mountain, Hu Wu did not have nothing to do, while teaching Cai Xiaoxian the skills of various natural races, and on the other hand, teaching Yang Cancan soul healing techniques. Up and down the mountain, they all spent a day in hard cultivation.

In the process of growing up, it was always very lonely, very boring, and very boring.

Time passed quickly, and Bu Li suppressed his soul power level, because even if Bu Li knew that even if there was one more tattoo beast, it would not be of great help to him, on the contrary, if there were a few more hybrid mutants, he would be able to arrange more and more powerful formations. And what kind of spiritual power the powerful existence in the white mist said, Bu Li still didn't have a clue.

Trying to summon the hybrid mutants, I felt that the number I could control was indeed only about eight, and if there were more, there would be no way to make each hybrid mutant act according to its own wishes. This is what kind of spiritual power that the existence is talking about, but it's kind of interesting.

But now that he can only keep eight hybrid mutants for a few dozen breaths, his soul power has been exhausted. Each time an additional hybrid mutant is summoned, the soul power consumed is stacked. It's a bit strange to step away, if you count it this way. To achieve what I saw in the mirage that day, the amount of soul power required could not be expressed in astronomical amounts. That's a number that I can't even imagine. But is it really that powerful in the white mist? Or is there another way to reach that level?

Questioning, Bu Li just thought about it and threw it aside. It has nothing to do with myself at all. Now if you guess out of thin air, it will be like Donggong Niangniang's baking flatbread, and Xigong Niangniang's green onion is a meaning. If you don't get to that level, it's useless to just think about it. Instead of dreaming about those things, it is better to cultivate your soul power in a down-to-earth manner to be more realistic.

The next day, Bu Li was cultivating when he suddenly heard the courtyard door being pushed open. It's not high, it's still so open, and he smacked his steps, and he felt a little unhappy. Wrap up. When I looked up, I was startled. Da Hei's figure had faded at that moment, and he came to the courtyard gate like a ghost, Luo Qingquan walked in with a grin, Da Hei didn't look at it, and directly smashed a stick on the back of Luo Qingquan's head.

There was a loud "bang", and a wooden stick smashed into countless sawdust directly under the huge force of the big black. Luo Qingquan's body was also strong, even the back of the most fragile human body, an ironwood stick as thick as a strong man's arm was smashed. He was not directly killed. But after shaking his body a few times, he obviously had a negative state of vertigo.

I don't know if this concussion will cause delayed intracranial hemorrhage, if I go back and die, it has nothing to do with myself and Da Hei. At this moment, Bu Li was still thinking about some strange thoughts.

Da Hei saw that Luo Qingquan was just in a dizzy. It seemed that after the vertigo passed, he could fight back, showing his sharp claws and pounced directly.

"Big black, stop!" Hurriedly drank the big black. Although Luo Qingquan has always treated himself with neither yin nor yang, he is very powerful. But there is such a thing as killing the sect master of the Hate Mountain Sect on the Hate Mountain. It's better not to do it if you can. Da Hei heard Bu Li's scolding, and his hands suddenly became much softer. Narrowly brushed by Luo Qingquan's side, his body fell, and he ran to the corner of the wall in the blink of an eye.

"Sect Master Luo......" Bu Li hurriedly stepped forward to support Luo Qingquan, who was really afraid that Luo Qingquan would have any accidents, and second, he was afraid that Luo Qingquan would turn his face and kill Da Hei directly. If it is the latter, he is close to Luo Qingquan and fights in close quarters, Luo Qingquan is a tattooed soul master, he should not be his opponent.

With a thought in his mind, he had already summoned the old vine out without a trace, lurking under the ground. Bu Li can't quietly summon a hybrid mutant now, so he can only give up.

"What hit me just now?" Luo Qingquan's violent temper was just about to get angry, and then he thought of Du Tianci's instructions, and he didn't know what the origin of this young man was, and why did Mr. Du indulge him so much. Buli became more and more mysterious in Luo Qingquan's mind, and his anger was immediately suppressed by Luo Qingquan, but he said with a helpless expression.

"It's the pet that protects the Dharma for me. Bu Li pointed to the corner of the wall, and Luo Qingquan looked at it, almost out of luck. The big black pile was in the corner of the wall, like a big pile of fat meat, and it was so scary to look at it, and the fat all over the body was shaking. His eyes were innocent with tears, and he looked at himself pitifully.

I was almost beaten to death by such a brute...... Luo Qingquan was also speechless. With its general knowledge, the identity of the fall for no reason is not. After thinking about it, he asked, "Bu Li, are there any difficulties in cultivation?"

Buli was also relieved. If Luo Qingquan refused to give up, he would be able to pull out a sharp knife and directly cut Luo Qingquan into flesh and bones in an instant, but fortunately, Sect Master Luo did not pursue Da Hei today. Thankfully, fortunately.

Luo Qingquan didn't know that he had already walked back and forth on the ghost gate, and his back of his head hurt terribly, and he had to pretend to be kind and smile. Not to mention that some things are fate, where did Luo Qingquan know that his life is good, it is simply green smoke on the ancestral grave.

"Thank you Sect Master Luo for your concern, there is nothing you need for the time being. Bu Li politely replied, squinting at Da Hei, seeing Da Hei trembling in the corner, but those shakings can make Da Hei stealth and sneak at any time, it seems that Da Hei is also guarding against Luo Qingquan's change of face.

Even the way to prepare for stealth is so obscene, big black...... It's really promising.

Luo Qingquan felt that his heart was terrible, and after a few polite words with Bu Li, he asked for warmth, asked east and west, and then said goodbye and left. Before leaving, Buli sent out the door, looking at Luo Qingquan's somewhat unsteady pace, Buli seemed to empathize.

didn't go far before he saw Luo Qingquan holding on to an old tree and vomiting violently. Bu Li hurriedly closed the courtyard door and pretended not to see it. This is the sequelae of concussion, dizziness, headache, nausea, vomiting, but I don't know how long it will take for a strong person to be able to carve a strong road. Buli was very curious about this, but he was not interested in letting Daikoku try it on his head.

Turning around, Bu Li told Da Hei that Luo Qingquan would not fight.

Whether it was Luo Qingquan or Jiang Canyu, they all told Da Hei after stepping away once. Da Hei is also wondering if Buli has any special habits, but since Buli doesn't object, he can beat someone even if he is one. It's also good to get addicted to it. Anyway, no one in this gang of dogs is following and turning their faces, not if they don't fight in vain.

Da Hei suddenly smiled and said, "Guess what I stole it?"

Bu Li looked at Da Hei strangely, I didn't see Da Hei do anything on Luo Qingquan's body just now, why did he steal something?

Da Hei triumphantly took out a ring and a bracelet and threw them to Bu Li. Bu Li tried, but it was not suitable for his own use, while trying, listening to Da Hei happily describe the scene just now. Most of them can only be regarded as commentaries listening, and Da Hei's dog's words can only be believed at most. It's just that Bu Li sighed, if you want to steal something, you should first knock out with a stick and then steal it, so that it is really foolproof.

Luo Qingquan's visit was just an episode during the period. Jiang Canyu didn't leave here to go down the mountain, maybe he asked for leave to go out, and he hadn't seen anyone for a long time. In the small courtyard, only Bu Li and Da Hei were cultivating hard.

More than ten days of hard work passed in the blink of an eye, and Bu Li had already cultivated the third-order pattern carving to the soul stage, and then desperately squeezed his soul power.

The reason why he was so fast, and he also knew that he was as talented as Da Hei, but that the old man who was dying in the void transmitted all his soul power to himself. That kind of massive amount of soul power, if you cultivate it yourself, you can't accumulate it to this level without decades of hard work. Now he is just standing on the shoulders of the old man, and his cultivation is just twice the result with half the effort.

Not arrogant, not impatient, not slow, step by step to become stronger, day by day.

Ordinary days are like flowing water, and many days have passed without feeling. Except for Luo Qingquan, who came every once in a while to ask if there were any difficulties and if there was any need, no one else came to visit. Gu Huizi and Han Yulan are nowhere to be seen, and Da Hei sometimes even thinks that Buli can take Gu Huizi and Han Yulan away, and what it will be like when he sees Cai Xiaoxian. But just thinking about it, the main thing is that Daikoku is missing the she-bear of Keiko Tani.

One day, Bu Li was cultivating, and suddenly felt that the soul power around him began to ripple involuntarily. The Mountain Hatred Sect's Mountain Protection Circle began to operate, as if it had encountered some threat.

Bu Li opened his eyes and saw that the mountain protection magic circle of the Mountain Hate Sect around him had released seven colors of brilliance, which had been completely attracted and had no reservations. And in mid-air, the elders of the Mountain Hate Sect flew towards the middle of the mountain one by one, and they were already in full array. What's the matter? Bu Li thought about it, and originally thought that this matter should have nothing to do with him, but the turmoil of the soul power around him was extremely violent, and it was not suitable for cultivation at all, so he had to give up.

Turning his head, he saw that there were already hundreds of bells hanging on the puppet in front of Da Hei, densely packed, even if he didn't have a dense phobia, he was a little dizzy when he looked at it. It's really embarrassing for Da Hei, he actually studies and practices hard against this guy all day long, is it possible that that guy is imagined by Da Hei as an inflatable doll, and Da Hei is hysterical to it every day? (To be continued......