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The two old men looked at Su Zimo's departing figure, their expressions were emotional, and their thoughts were full of thoughts.

"It is worthy of being a person who has cultivated a third-level spiritual fire, and this luck is terrifying. The old man smacked his lips.

"yes. ”

Elder Liu said, "Those trial disciples of Lingfeng also went to the Great Stone Forest, and I don't think their cultivation is low, but they were seriously injured. This kid is good, the cultivation realm of the fifth layer of condensation qi took a turn in the big stone forest, not only did he not meet the mysterious strong man, but he also picked up so many red gold stones for nothing, and came back safe and sound, what do you say this is not luck?"

The bad old man said with a little regret: "Actually, with this refining talent, it is best to worship the True Fire Sect, and it is really aggrieved to come to our Ethereal Peak." The worst thing our sect is at refining weapons and alchemy, if this son delays his future because of this, I still feel a little uncomfortable. ”

"Don't think about it so much, he has just come into contact with the art of refining weapons, and he can't even refine the lower grade spirit weapons. Although the sect is not strong in refining, it has all the basic things, so let's talk about it later. Elder Liu persuaded.

The bad old man nodded, bowing his head thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

Su Zimo returned to the cave mansion, and it was still early.

According to his plan, during the day, all his energy was focused on cultivating immortals, either improving his cultivation or studying refining weapons, and after nightfall, he began to cultivate the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness.

You must know that before stepping into the Dan Dao, whether it is a Qi practitioner or a foundation building monk, it is no different from ordinary people, and they need to rest and sleep.

The commonalities between Qi practitioners, foundation building monks and ordinary mortals are also reflected in Shouyuan.

The longevity of Qi practitioners and foundation building monks is only a little higher than that of ordinary people, and even if there is no disease or disaster, they can only live for more than a hundred years at most.

Demon cultivation is different.

Most of the demon clans are lurking during the day, and only come out at night to forage for food, and they are energetic.

After nightfall, Su Zimo was actually resting, but the two years of demon cultivation had already made him a habit, and even in his sleep, he maintained the method of breathing and exhaling in the secret book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness.

In this way, Su Zimo not only did not occupy the time of cultivating immortals, but also the realm of cultivating demons was always growing.

It's just that during this period of time, there has been no progress in the marrow cutting chapter, which has made him fall into a bottleneck in demon cultivation.

In the next few days, Su Zimo forced the two spirit beasts to roar day and night.

After a few days, the two spirit beasts were tossed and lost a lot of weight, and their voices were hoarse, and Su Zimo still had no clue about the marrow cutting chapter.

I didn't close my eyes for a few days, I didn't eat, and I shouted around like an idiot in the cave, and I would lose half my life if I was a spirit demon.

Linghu and Lingbao looked sluggish, lacked energy, and lay on the ground drowsy.

"Alas, I have never seen such a difficult master. ”

Linghu sighed: "If you want to kill or chop, but give you a good time! What does it mean to torture the tiger master like this?"

tossed for a few days, and also tired Su Zimo enough.

The two spirit beasts roared loudly, and Su Zimo was not idle, listening attentively, his spirit was tense, for fear of missing any mysteries.

As a result, after a few days, Su Zimo was mentally exhausted, his eyelids were heavy, and he just wanted to fall asleep.

"Forget it, tomorrow will kill these two spirit beasts and eat meat. ”

Su Zimo fell on the stone bed, a thought flashed in his heart, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Su Zimo was so tired.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep, and subconsciously changed to the three methods of quenching the body, easy tendons, and forging bones, and my breathing became heavier.

The two spirit beasts glanced at each other, relieved.

"This Terran has finally stopped!"

Linghu excitedly left two lines of happy tears, and almost looked up to the sky and roared.

If he continued to toss like this, he didn't need Su Zimo to do anything, and Linghu pondered that he would die headlong.

Seeing Su Zimo fall into a deep sleep, although the spirit leopard's face was tired, there was a fierce light in his eyes.

I have to say, it's a good opportunity!

Although the two spirit beasts were mentally exhausted, their physical strength was still there, and if they could bite off the throat of this human race in one bite, they might be able to escape!

The spirit leopard looked at the spirit tiger and roared.

The language between the demon clans is naturally understood by Linghu.

Although the spirit leopard's suggestion is good, the spirit tiger doesn't want to take risks, who knows if this human race is pretending to be asleep now?

Besides, Linghu's only thought now is to get some sleep.

Linghu shook his head and fell asleep on the ground.

The spirit leopard looked hesitant, and after half a sound, it seemed that he had made a decision, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, he tiptoed, restrained his killing intent, and cautiously came to Su Zimo's side.

Looking at Su Zimo's white and slender neck, the spirit leopard slowly opened its mouth.

It dares to guarantee that if it bites down on this bite, it will bite even a stone!

Suddenly!

The spirit leopard seemed to have discovered something, the fierce light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, a trace of panic flashed, and his open mouth slowly closed again, as if yawning.

The spirit leopard turned around, his eyes were already full of horror, his limbs trembled a little, he lay on the ground and glanced at Su Zimo who had closed his eyes on the bed, and he didn't dare to move other thoughts.

He's awake!

There were only three words in the spirit leopard's mind.

Just when it wanted to bite down, it suddenly realized that at some point, the breath of this human race was different from Fang Cai.

This change scared the spirit leopard out of a cold sweat.

The spirit leopard didn't dare to think about anything else, and stayed by the side honestly, thinking about it for a long time before slowly falling asleep.

In fact, at the moment when the spirit leopard moved to kill, Su Zimo woke up.

Su Zimo's spiritual sense is too terrifying, the autumn wind has not moved the cicada, at the beginning, in the Blue Wolf Mountain Range, it was very difficult for the spirit monkey to sneak attack, let alone this spirit leopard.

Anyway, these two spirit beasts will be killed tomorrow, Su Zimo didn't bother to do it now, and continued to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Su Zimo and the two spirit beasts were already asleep.

When Linghu was asleep, a strange sound came out of his nasal cavity.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

After the spirit leopard fell asleep, there was also a sound in the nasal cavity, which was different from the spirit tiger.

"Hmm...... Well...... Hmmm......"

These two sounds are very unique, neither light nor heavy, intertwined, echoing in the cave.

At this time, a magical change occurred in Su Zimo's body!

The two voices seemed to carry a strange power, which could penetrate the flesh and muscles, and even seep into the bones, driving the bone marrow inside.

Bang la, bla blah!

Under the vibration of these two sounds, the bone marrow made a sound, like the sound of flowing water, crisp and pleasant.

Su Zimo, who was sleeping, seemed to have a dream, and saw that the myeloid fluid in his bones was slowly flowing, constantly washing his bones, oozing a trace of bright red blood, and integrating into his own blood.

"Huh?"

Su Zimo woke up in shock, opened his eyes, and there were only four words left in his mind - the voice of the tiger and leopard!