Jiang Bo then completely repaired the badly damaged Divine Flag, and then beat the few magic weapons he had at hand, including the Spirit Fire Flying Knife. Even the puppet made with Ming Zizi was seriously re-refined. This time, his level has indeed improved greatly, and the corpse puppet has been transformed into a majestic gold-armored warrior by him, quite a bit like a god general. The puppet's manipulation has also become more agile and handy. Jiang Bo was almost addicted to the pleasure of crafting magic weapons for the rest of the months, until one day he suddenly felt a shock all over his body. All the spiritual veins resonated in unison, and an indescribable feeling came over me. The ancestral orifices of the eyebrows began to vibrate rhythmically, as if a beating heart had appeared there. Jiang Bo knew that the time was ripe.

Unhurriedly, he found a hidden crypt under the mountain wall a mile away from the Heavenly Furnace. This crypt is almost vertically down, and I don't know how deep it is, and the further down it goes, the wider it becomes. This is a place where yin and evil spirits gather, and it is a blessed place for demon sect cultivators like Jiang Bo to practice. It's just that the Yin Turbidity Spiritual Power gathered here is limited, and it is also affected by the underground fire veins mixed with some earth fire energy. But this is enough for Jiang Bo to use to impact the Xuanguang, and those fire qi can just be used to warm the Spirit Fire Flying Knife. His current strength didn't dare to go deep into the depths of the crypt and go directly to the place where the Yin Turbid Spirit was the strongest, so he just expanded the exit of the crypt and cleaned up the surrounding weeds. Then he used the Concentration Banner to lay a maze around him to cover himself. After doing this, he calmly took out the futon and sat down, and took out a plaice spirit bead that his uncle had prepared for him. This substance is the best spiritual material used to refine the impurities in the meridians before impacting the ancestral aperture. If it weren't for his uncle's reward, he would have to go overseas to find it, and it would be very difficult. Jiang Bo solemnly bowed to the south first, and then took this thing.

Ever since Jiang Bo began his retreat, the valley of the Cold Smoky Mountain has been full of wind and mist. The birds and beasts in the mountains all avoided it automatically, thinking that something was going to happen. Ten days later, the wind gradually subsided, but the fog still hung over the roots of the mountain. After another fourteen days, a long howl sounded from the fog, and it lasted for a long meal, and then it gradually stopped. Then the fog magically faded away, and in its place was a burly middle-aged man in a half-sleeved green robe. Jiang Bo finally completed his deeds and rushed through the ancestral Xuanguang empowerment. At this time, he looked at this side of heaven and earth, and the landscape was different from before. Whether it is rocks, plants and trees, birds, beasts, insects and fish, Jiang Bo can see the subtleties. Where it is solid and strong, where it is weak and soft, it can be seen in an instant with just a sweep of the eyes. Even some things that I didn't know before, after reading it, I can roughly understand how it works. For example, a few weeds not far from him, although I don't know their names, I can see that the grass leaves have some effect on nourishing the eyes and yin, and the rhizomes are appetizing medicine. This Xuanguang realm is not only the improvement of strength, but also the in-depth observation and understanding of everything. No wonder my uncle once said that cultivating the Tao and cultivating the Tao is the realization of the Great Dao and the Truth. Now that the deeds are deeper, I feel more and more that it is a good word. He looked inward at himself again, and saw that the meridians were much wider than before, and the true yuan was like a surging river rushing in it, and he seemed to have endless power, as if it would never be exhausted. He even felt that if he and Chen Wang were allowed to face each other again, he would definitely be able to deal with each other in half an hour. Look at your Purple Mansion, Huang Ting and Jiang Palace have all changed. A glowing ball appeared in the Purple Mansion Spiritual Platform, and several pages of bronze and gold books slowly rotated around it. There were faint runes flickering on the ball, but they couldn't be seen clearly. In the Jiang Palace, two golden runes appeared on the atrium. Jiang Bo didn't know these two words, but he intuitively knew that they represented the Golden Body of Youquan and the Void Casting Essence Method, respectively, which were the Demon God characters of the primeval origin. Moreover, he also knew that if he could complete the several exercises that made up the immortal body of the demon god, his heart would become a gem, and the words on it would become a complete demon god text, which means immortality. Jiang Bo sighed, collect all the exercises, this is basically not to think about, it is too difficult. Beneath the words, there was a small black bird curled up in a ball and sleeping quietly, it was Jiang Bo's demon spirit, Chen. There was also a change in the Dantian Yellow Court at this time, and the inner world, which was originally barren, now appeared in the center of a black stream, circling around a small area. It was the true seed of the Nine Turns of the Styx Xuanlang Gong, and in the ring surrounded by the stream, there was a young young seedling standing. It's just that the young seedling is a little blurry, and at the top of it, a little flame trembles slightly. This young seedling is actually the true seed of all Jiang Bo's techniques, and the initial establishment is not complete at this time. And that little bit of flame is his spiritual fire flying knife. In the future, if he turns the Spiritual Fire Flying Knife into his own Dao technique, the flame will become a rune on the young seedling. If he made the Spirit Fire Flying Knife into a pure magic weapon, then it would hover and fly outside the black stream like magic weapons such as the Great River Dongliu Sword.

Jiang Bo stomped his foot, and his body turned into a cloud of green smoke rising from the ground. A page of golden books representing the retreat in the spirit platform suddenly showed several lines of text. Jiang Bo volleyed into the air, and his vague figure like smoke manifested a pair of wings and walked against the wind. When he reached the Xuanguang realm, he could already fly in the air. At this time, he was finally able to fully use the experience he had gained from the Xuanniao inheritance. Jiang Bo's heart moved, and the words on the golden book changed again, and his figure turned into a big bird of smoke, and he couldn't see a human form. The big bird chirped, went straight into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. It wasn't until more than an hour later that he flew back again, landing on the ground and becoming Jiang Bo. Jiang Bo's heart was excited, he could fly in the air for about two hours without using any magic weapon with the escape method of the golden body, without using any magic weapon, without exhausting the true yuan. His speed just now was much faster than Chen Wang's that day, and it seemed that there was also a big difference between the strength of the Xuanguang Realm. The stronger his strength, the greater the hope of coming to the Qingjiang Sword Sect to find Xiao Fei. The more Jiang Bo thought about it, the more excited he became.

After the excitement, Jiang Bo began to stabilize his cultivation, still shaking the meridians and condensing his body by forging and repairing magic weapons. Before I knew it, the months had flown by. On this day, he was mending the outer armor of the corpse puppet of the Ming Sex Child, when suddenly a gust of wind blew. A few zhang away, a yin god in a white shirt appeared, and the man bowed to him from afar and said, "Mr. Jiang, Lord Chenghuang wants me to inform you that the time has come, and you can go to Bama Mountain." ”

Jiang Bo stopped what he was doing, stood up and nodded in return, and said, "Got it, you can go." ”

The wandering god Gong Cao disappeared, and Jiang Bo sorted out his belongings. Then he sealed the veins of fire and hid the heavenly furnace. Then with a long roar, he turned into a virtual image of a mysterious bird and volleyed away. On that day, Mo Chenghuang had a one-year appointment with him. Lord Chenghuang told him that in about a year, there would be a palace of ancient priests reappearing in Bama Mountain, and there might be some spiritual objects in it that could reshape the body of the Yin God. I hope that Jiang Bo can go and explore it at that time, and if he can get it, he can help Qu Bai and the two earthly gods recreate their divine bodies and restore their merits. Jiang Bo is naturally obliged, especially when Qu Huanggong gave up most of his life to save himself, he has to repay this kindness no matter what.

Hanyan Mountain is located at the southern end of Hanquan Mansion, separated from Bama Mountain by more than 700 miles, but now Jiang Bo flew there in half a day. I have to say that the strength of the Xuanguang Realm cannot be compared with the Open Pulse at all. Looking down at Bama Mountain from the air, he felt a little emotional. This is a turning point in his life, and now he is revisiting his old place, with mixed feelings in his heart. While he was watching, a loud shout suddenly sounded: "Who is the divine who came to my Bama Mountain to watch! Don't you put my master in your eyes?"

Then a powerful divine thought swept in like substance, colliding with Jiang Bo's divine thought. The other party sighed lightly, and Jiang Bo also fell and stood still on the ground. He didn't expect the mountain gods here to be so vigilant, but it was no wonder that this place was close to the Northern Wilderness and it was eventful. It's no wonder that this mountain god is sensitive. Jiang Bo had heard that this one in Bama Mountain was a dragon named Luo She, who had practiced Taoism for thousands of years. He is one of the few masters in the Cold Spring Mansion except for Mo Chenghuang. Most of the local canonized mountain gods are fierce beasts, and most of them are tigers and leopards. But Bama Mountain is a special case, the water system here is huge, and it is the dragon for the mountain.

Jiang Bo bowed his hand and said, "But in front of Luo Shanjun, the kid Jiang Bo came here on the order of the city god." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two people appeared in front of him. A tall man with a burly figure was wearing a moon-white robe. The other, a somewhat stocky and ginger short, stood behind the tall youth. The tall young man looked at Jiang Bo carefully, and there was a peculiar meaning in his expression. He said with a little surprise: "It turns out that you are Jiang Xiucai mentioned by the City God, it turns out to be you." ”

Jiang Bo asked: "Could it be that Shanjun knows someone Jiang, and the kid doesn't remember seeing Shanjun." ”

The white-robed young man laughed and said, "I can't say I know each other, but I've seen Jiang Xiucai." Speaking of which, you and I also have some fate, come, follow me to the cave first. ”

After chatting with Luo Shanjun, Jiang Bo learned that when he got out of Bama Mountain that day, he was seen from afar by Luo She, who was patrolling the mountain. Including the process of him luckily killing Zhang Fengling, who attacked him for no reason, was all watched by Luo She. It's just that Luo She didn't expect that Jiang Bo would actually have a relationship with Mo Chenghuang later and become a messenger of Shinto's rewards and punishments.