The seventh day of the first month has already fallen to the ground, surrounded by lush trees, he chose to stay near the cave mansion, where the residual heat has not yet dissipated, and the yin spirit is afraid of the true fire, which is a fact that cannot be changed.

And the battle in the air had already begun, and when Lu Han saw a few spirit runes emerging around him, the corners of his mouth twitched, regardless of it, and his hands pinched the magic tricks.

As the middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his hand a little, these yellow talismans suddenly burst into flames, turning into six golden sword lights, carrying an astonishing sword qi towards Lu Han.

Between the stirring of the sword light, it seemed that even the void was about to be cut open, and the sword light fell on Lu Han's body, and Lu Han's figure became blurred, shattering like a phantom.

The next moment, Lu Han appeared in another direction, holding the jet-black wooden sword in his hand, the corners of his mouth were pulled, the void was slashed, and four runes bombarded out, heading straight for the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest grabbed the void with one hand, and a golden palm appeared in front of him, blocking the four runes.

The rune seal disappeared into the big hand, and suddenly exploded, the golden light dispersed, and the middle-aged Taoist priest in the cloud frowned, and took several steps back.

Lu Han's face did not change, his wrist flicked, and the wooden sword flew out in an instant, and a trace of electric arc appeared on the sword body, heading straight for the middle-aged Taoist.

"Sleeve Trick!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face sank, and his wide sleeved robe flung at the wooden sword, and a gray-black vortex appeared faintly in the cuffs, and a little starlight flickered inside, as if it had become another world.

The wooden sword was cuffed around the cuffs, but the sleeve robe swelled, and he immediately covered the sleeves.

Lu Han frowned, this is a relatively famous spell of the Cisheng Concept, only the inner disciples of the Cisheng Concept can cultivate, and his magic weapon was taken away by the Cisheng Guan Master back then.

"You're not him, and you still want to use this technique to take away my magic weapon?"

Lu Han pinched the magic trick with both hands, and the middle-aged Taoist priest's sleeve robe suddenly broke a big hole, and an electric arc shot out from it, blasting out towards the middle-aged Taoist's chest, and the Taoist priest's body was on the side, and the arc hit his shoulder, exploding a bloody hole.

Where the cuffs were torn, the wooden sword flew out and fell back into Lu Han's hands.

"Black Ironwood, how can you have a magic weapon of such materials. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest, with a flick of the dust in his hand, thousands of silver filaments flashed with cold light, overwhelmingly shooting towards Lu Han, blocking all his retreats.

These silver filaments were originally extremely soft, but they collapsed straight at the moment, and the whole body was full of silver light.

The corners of Lu Han's mouth twitched, and his other hand suddenly raised the real fire gourd, and the mouth of the gourd was aimed at these silver wires, and wisps of golden flames swept out, immediately igniting the silver Buddha dust.

"Despicable and shameless!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was extremely distressed when he saw the other party attacking him with a real fire gourd, this dust was just restrained by the real fire gourd, if it was not withdrawn in time, it would inevitably be burned and the aura would be damaged.

Immediately without hesitation, the ignited dust automatically fell off, and the silver filament that was restored to the original size of the dust was also reduced by half.

The battle below ended quickly, although the seventh day of the first month was a monk in the early stage of building the foundation, but Yu Chu recovered a lot, although he lost his body, but it was not something that a small foundation could deal with.

Clusters of green yin flames emerged in the seventh week of the first month, the seventh pair of sleeves danced, the cuffs became a lot wider, these yin flames were collected a lot by the sleeve Qiankun technique, but they also burst in the sleeve robe, and his robe was torn.

In the black mist, Yu Chu's body appeared, and strangely appeared behind Chu Qi, lying behind Chu Qi with one hand, and Chu Qi's fat body stumbled and fell to the ground.

As the body of the Yin Spirit, Yu Chu was haunted and could not be guarded against, and the blazing power around him seemed to have little effect on him.

As soon as he hit this Chu Qi, a black mist appeared under Chu Qi's body, and there was a little red light in the mist, he held a human-shaped jade pendant in his hand, his fat face was full of horror, and he shouted at the void: "Uncle Shi, I'll go first!"

The next moment, the jade pendant was crushed by him, and a turquoise glow swept over Chu Qi, and the fat figure of Chu Qi disappeared in the scorching glow.

The middle-aged Taoist priest saw the golden flames sweeping towards him, and without saying a word, he pinched the magic trick and set up a cloud to fly into the distance.

Using the gourd to put away the flames, Lu Han did not pursue, but landed in front of the cave below.

"No need to chase?"

Yu Chu's figure quietly appeared and asked out loud.

Lu Han shook his head and said, "Don't use it for the time being, now that my injuries have not recovered, and you are the body of a yin spirit, if that guy fights to the death, we will lose more than we gain."

Now, the most important thing is to go to the Spirit Calling Gate to find the whereabouts of your physical body, you better go back to the Soul Cultivation Furnace, after all, it takes too much to cast that secret technique. ”

"Good. ”

Yu Chu nodded, his body turned into a cloud of black mist, and he disappeared into the soul cultivation furnace that Lu Han took out.

......

Qingcheng Mountain, a certain peak, this peak is steep, but on the top of the mountain grows a small tree, the small tree is not high, only one person high, full of green leaves, and on the branch of the tree bears a red vermilion fruit.

And there are no other plants within a few feet of this tree, which seems a little strange.

The fruit on the tree is as big as an egg, and its body is red and dripping, and the sun's rays shine down, and the fruit seems to be shrouded in a faint golden light.

A small silvery-white snake coiled around the tree, shielding itself from the scorching sunlight with the help of its leaves, squinting and motionless.

The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and suddenly there was a strange squeaky sound from the woods not far away, and the white snake on the tree suddenly opened its eyes, revealing ruby-like snake eyes.

There was a yellow-skinned monkey standing on the tree, the monkey looked at the Zhu Guo on the small tree with energetic eyes, squeaked, it also saw the white snake on the tree, but it did not dare to act rashly.

Suddenly, the vermilion fruit on the small tree shimmered with a faint brilliance, and the original emerald green leaves of the small tree also lost their luster little by little and began to wither.

Zhu Guo began to absorb all the essence of the small tree, and it was about to ripen, this is a spirit fruit.

In addition to the white snake and the yellow monkey, there is a giant wolf with snow-white fur on the other side, and I don't know how this wolf got up the mountain, this giant wolf is as big as a buffalo, full of fangs, and very fierce.

There was also a giant eagle in gray and brown hovering in the air, and this giant eagle did not come down for a long time, but waited for the opportunity.

......

"Cousin, I found that there is a spirit fruit born on a mountain peak around you, do you want to go and take a look, take one, you can increase a lot of mana. ”

Bai Mingqi, who was practicing his sword in the courtyard, put away his sword, and his eyes fell on Bai Mufeng in the octagonal pavilion.

Bai Mufeng was eating grapes at the moment, crossed his legs, sniffed with his tall nose, and beckoned to Bai Mingqi.

Now that it has been several days since his bloodline awakened, his cultivation has progressed extremely rapidly, and the inheritance information in his brain has gradually been absorbed.

He did smell a faint fragrance wafting from afar, and it was only after he awakened his bloodline that his sense of smell became so sensitive.

"You lead the way. ”

Bai Mingqi didn't have the slightest opinion on improving his strength, the strength of the Wuji Demon Sect was strong, and he was only refining the fourth layer of qi, which was really far from enough.

When Bai Mufeng heard this, he immediately grinned, and stepped out of the courtyard with one foot, and a cyan fox fire was born under his feet, carrying him straight to the mountain peak.

Bai Mingqi stretched out his hand and grabbed the Taiqing sword on the bun, and threw it forward, the cyan sword light of the Taiqing sword rolled, and as he fell, it turned into a cyan sword light and followed Bai Mufeng.

In the Qingcheng Hall, Cheng Qingshan looked at the peaks rising in the distance, motionless.

Elder Zhu next to him spoke: "The spirit fruit is ripe, in my Qingcheng realm, do we want to help Qi'er?"

Cheng Qingshan shook his head and said: "This fruit has nothing to do with him, Xiaobai has been cultivating in Qingcheng for hundreds of years, this Zhu Guo is the key to its transformation, let's not interfere." ”