Facing Su Musha's cold expression, he was already trying his best to restrain his anger, and Chu Han also looked in surprise in the direction that Su Musha pointed his finger.

On the wide stone platform, Fu Liyun lay on it, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep, as if he had passed away.

The magic robe on Fu Liyun's body has already indicated his identity.

Is the foundation building disciple of Xuanlong Peak?

No matter how embarrassed Chu Han is now, he was also the head of Xuanlong Peak before, a high-ranking old monster, an ordinary inner disciple like Fu Liyun, maybe in Chu Han's eyes, he is only "a little familiar", "I seem to have seen it before" and other comments.

Those who can be remembered by Chu Han in his heart must at least be the true disciples of Xuanlong Peak and the monks who have entered the Yudan period.

These Yuedan monks are the mainstay of the entire Xuanlong Peak, and even the entire Hanging Moon Demon Sect.

At first, Chu Han was still sighing that there was a disciple of the Demon Sect who had been poisoned by Su Musha, but when he noticed the same thing on Fu Liyun's body, Chu Han reacted to what Su Musha had done before.

"This ...... How is it possible! There is a manifestation of the reverse scales...... He's going to turn into a dragon!"

Su Musha had only been in contact with the "Black Dragon Demon Sutra" for a few days, and Chu Han was also an old monster who had practiced the "Black Dragon Demon Sutra" for thousands of years, almost the moment he found the reverse scales on Fu Liyun's neck, Chu Han reacted, Fu Liyun swallowed the spirit guide containing the unusually pure dragon bloodline, and his physical body could not bear it, so he was assimilated by the spirit guide and embarked on a path of turning into a dragon.

Under the traction of the dragon in the spiritual guidance, the true qi in Fu Liyun's body has begun to automatically operate the "Black Dragon Demon Sutra", and Fu Liyun's cultivation is also slowly growing, and with this growth, the higher Fu Liyun's cultivation, the fewer traces of human cultivation on his body will be, but the characteristics of the dragon clan will be more and more!

Until the cultivation reaches a certain level, there will be no such person as Fu Liyun in the world, and a Xuanlong will be reborn instead!

If a person is controlled by the exercises and controlled by the spirits, he will only become a dragon with a chaotic consciousness.

Under Su Musha's cold gaze, Chu Han carefully organized the language, and then informed Su Musha of these.

"Turning into a dragon......"

There was an inexplicable look in Su Musha's eyes, and then as if he had thought of something, he turned to look at Chu Han with burning eyes.

"If the disciple remembers correctly, Elder Chu, in the back mountain of your Xuanlong Peak, I heard that there is a Zhenlong Cave, I heard that ...... In the Zhenlong Cave, but there are several dragons that have been suppressed among them?"

When Su Musha heard about the Zhenlong Cave before, he only thought that this was a place similar to the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves of the Soul Refining Peak, but now when he heard Chu Han talk about turning into a dragon, he thought of the two and realized that this Zhenlong Cave was unusual.

I'm afraid that those dragons are not born dragons, and I can't say that countless years ago, these dragons were still well-known monks in the Southern Regions.

It's just a dragon......

If the spirit is strong enough, it can naturally turn into a dragon, and if it is worse, it is also possible to turn into a dragon.

Chu Han also gave the real answer here.

"In the battle between good and evil, I was only a true disciple of Xuanlong Peak, and the master respected his old man's unparalleled combat power, and once detained the six Tianjiao of the peak of the righteous path at that time, took their Renyuan Jindan, and beheaded the mount of Elder Jing'anzi of Taixuanzong, Qingjiao, and made a spiritual guide with Qingjiao's heart's blood.

The six Tianjiao lost their cultivation, and their bodies were injured in that battle, and after pouring the spiritual guidance, they were forcibly turned into Jiao by the old man, and they were forced to forcibly recognize the Lord by the six dragons with the method of controlling beasts.

Later, after the end of the war, the master was afraid of the righteous path sect, especially the attitude of Taixuanzong, and was unwilling to start the war again, so he suppressed the six dragons in the mountain behind the Xuanlong Peak, and then the years changed, there was a dragon that failed to enter the Yuanying realm, and died at the end of its life, and the remaining five were all terrifying existences in the Yuanying realm, but first, the master had passed away, and my means could not completely subdue the Jiaolong of the same realm。 ”

Su Musha nodded, his eyes were no longer as cold as before, after all, for Su Musha, there was a whole jade jar of Xuanlong's blood in the storage bag, which meant that Su Musha could continuously create this kind of dragon-turning product like Fu Liyun.

Even Su Musha had already begun to imagine the scene of countless dragons roaring under his seat after a long time, and a hundred ghosts walking at night behind him, roaring ghosts.

After inheriting the "Hundred Ghosts Jinglun", the practice concept of many enemies and few enemies and bullying widows has penetrated into the bone marrow and mind of Su Musha.

Such a grand occasion is just imagined in Su Musha's mind, and now Su Musha is still a "waste person" who can't even continue to condense the ghost seal, and the matter of Fu Liyun turning into a dragon can barely be regarded as a good thing for Su Musha.

No longer thinking about Fu Liyun here, Su Musha turned to look at Chu Han,

"So, I have no spiritual guidance, but I can't practice the Black Dragon Demon Sutra?"

At this moment, Su Musha was no longer as angry as before, calmed down, and began to seriously ask Chu Han how to solve the problem.

The attitude of Su Musha made Chu Han even more careless.

When he was in the Worm Valley before, Su Musha was also like this, humbly asking for advice, but if he didn't cooperate at all, what greeted him was a terrifying punishment like falling into the Nine Hells.

In Chu Han's heart, Su Musha is a person who is a little paranoid in practice.

As for the disclosure of Su Musha's appearance this time, Chu Han was a little helpless in his heart.

Who would have thought that an outer disciple in the Qi refining period, even cultivating the inheritance of the Soul Refining Peak, would silently take out the spirit guide made of the pure dragon bloodline, and his own dignified primordial old monster, spanning thousands of years, used only the bloodline of Mojiao.

If you cooperate with him seriously, one day, will you ...... Can you also change your own spiritual guide?

As soon as she thought of this, even Chu Hanyuan's terrifying state of mind couldn't help but become hot, her attitude towards Su Musha was no longer just imprisoned, but she also seemed to see the way forward in her cultivation.

"I never thought you would have such qualities of spiritual guidance, in fact...... The inheritance of the first vein of Xuanlong Peak, although it is said that at the beginning, it was all spiritual guidance such as fish and snake, firstly, because when the realm was low, it could not be exposed to too high-quality bloodlines, and secondly, it also had the relationship of its own bearing power. ”

Su Musha nodded quietly, and suddenly reacted, knowing that he was really anxious this time.

The idea of replacing the fish snake's heart and blood as a spiritual guide, in fact, Su Musha was already thinking about it just now, and asking Chu Han was just to get the confirmation of the old monster, no matter what, Chu Han was in front of him after all in the practice of the "Black Dragon Demon Sutra".

Just as she was about to speak again, Su Musha seemed to feel something, smiled kindly at Chu Han, and then reached out and pierced all the silver needles on the Baihui acupoint on her head into the acupoint.

Chu Han fell asleep, and Su Musha put it into the storage bag, then turned around and directly opened the door of the stone hall.

Just now, Su Musha's divine consciousness shrouded the surroundings, and the arrival of Sa Lie and the others had already been detected by Su Musha first.

Opening the door of the stone hall, there were a few people from the Eagle tribe who arrived.

Su Musha was slightly surprised, glanced at Sa Lie, and then fell into the crowd, a brute cultivator who was carried on a wooden plank.

This barbarian cultivator had fallen into a state of coma, and there were shocking wounds on the body wrapped in animal skin, chest, back of the heart, and abdomen......

The strong body, but at the moment it is indescribably weak, the brute cultivation lips have become white, even the breathing is as thin as a gossamer, the strong qi and blood power, can not completely aggregate the wound, lying on the wooden board at the moment, there is still red blood slowly oozing out through the wound.

"Barbarian, this warrior...... What's going on?"

Su Musha was the first to speak, and the entrance to the valley where he was located was blocked by the dense brute cultivation of the Ori Bao tribe, and the qi and blood were mixed together, which made Su Musha a little frightened.

Sa Lie's face did not have the composure of the old man, but was a little sad.

"Mu Lu he led the warriors of the tribe into the depths of the Lingman Mountain to hunt demon beasts, who knew that just now, they hurriedly carried the prey back, Mu Lu also suffered a fatal injury, I also came from their age, such an injury, the ordinary medicine stone has no way to save his life, has injured the ancestral know-how, the old man suddenly thought that the soul refining master is a spirit medium, I don't know if I can see, Mu Lu this child, is there still salvation?"

Su Musha nodded when he heard this, "I'll do my best, don't have too much hope!"

Bypassing the barbarian duke, Su Musha motioned to a few barbarian cultivators next to him, and put the fainted wooden rafter on the ground smoothly, and when everything was ready, Su Musha grabbed the wrist of the wooden raft and put three fingers on it.

The mountain doctor's fate is divined, and the practice years of more than ten years in his previous life have made Su Musha have a good understanding of the five techniques of the Daomen, and he has already seen the approximate injury of Mu Zhen.

Indeed, as the barbarian prince said, Mu Lu's back has a terrifying injury, which has damaged the ancestral aperture, and there is not much vitality left in his body, and the rest of the injuries are still secondary.

After a moment of silence, Su Musha's gaze suddenly fell into the crowd, these barbarian cultivators returned in a hurry, and they didn't even have time to put down their prey, so they took them together and came to the valley where Su Musha lived in seclusion.

Waving his hand to signal the crowd to get out of the way, Su Musha asked people to lift these newly fallen demon beasts in front of him.

The barbarian cultivators of the Ao Bao tribe all looked at each other, not knowing the deep meaning of Su Musha's move, and even more unable to understand how these prey that they ate every day could be linked to the life of Mu Ling.

After all...... Since they were born, they have never seen a psychic master make a move.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a terrifying and abnormal Lingban clan in the three ancient eras, and the corpses of the demon beasts in front of Su Musha all exude the unique aura of the demon king in the Yudan period.

The divine sense swept over, and Su Musha really felt the fluctuation of the divine soul power at the center of the eyebrows of these demon beast corpses.

Turning into ghosts!

Su Musha condensed all the aura that he could operate at the moment in the palm of his palm, and in the frightened and curious eyes of the barbarian cultivators of the Worm Tribe, the black vortex in Su Musha's palm gradually pulled out the remnant soul of the demon beast entrenched in the eyebrows of the corpse.

This is the remnant soul of a tiger demon, if it is a complete soul in the realm of Jiedan, Su Musha will not dare to do so, fortunately it is only a remnant soul, even so, Su Musha feels the origin of the divine soul extracted by himself, and there is still a terrifying evil aura in it, so that Su Musha does not dare to absorb the origin of this divine soul at all, but these brute cultivators, the qi and blood in the body are boiling, and they feed on the flesh and blood of the Demon King of Jiedan every day, but they can accept it.

Carefully turning the divine soul origin in the palm of his hand into a thick vitality, Su Musha smeared it on Mu Ling's chest.

Under the gaze of everyone, the injury on Mu Lu's chest actually improved at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Su Musha breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it would be good if it had an effect.

As for the barbarian cultivators of the Ao Bao tribe, they were all happy, and there was a little more respect from the bottom of their hearts when they looked at Su Musha's eyes!

At this moment, Su Mu didn't have time to deal with the reactions of this group of rough men, carefully extracted the origin of the divine soul, and then made up for all the injuries exposed by the wooden alder, and then dragged the vitality of the divine soul precipitated in the wooden alder's body, constantly washing the qi and blood of the wooden alder.

In this process, because of the terror of Mu Ling's qi and blood, Su Musha's divine sense was useless, and his movements were even a little rough.

But the object of the rescue, after all, was one of the best warriors of the Ao Bao tribe, and his body did not lose anything, and his complexion began to be obviously rosy.

After making up for the superficial injuries inside and outside, Su Musha extracted the remnant soul of the peak demon king of the Jiedan among the prey, and then sealed these vitality in the ancestral aperture of the wood alder with the help of the magic seal.

Even with the strength of Mu Lu's physical body, his ancestral aperture still seemed fragile, this was almost the most vulnerable place in everyone's physical body, and Su Musha had no choice but to seal the vitality, and then release it at a slow speed, using a long stream of water to make up for the damage of the ancestral aperture.

After finishing these, Su Musha's aura consumption was a little terrifying, and even involved the injuries in his body, and his face was a little pale.

"Gong Lie, in the days to come, let the wood alder mainly recuperate, by the way, it is best to take off the kidneys of these prey, stew soup in a big pot, and let the wood alder take these meat as the staple food during the recuperation period, don't involve the wound again, otherwise there will be hidden dangers in the body. ”

When Su Musha was still telling the sag, the wooden rafter lying on the wooden board had already woken up leisurely.

Before, it was still a medicine stone that was hopeless, and the wooden tree that was going to die, but now it came back to life under the gaze of everyone, and even listened to Su Musha's words, such a quiet recuperation will not even leave hidden dangers in the body!

Rao is Salie Man's eyes are also a little red at the moment.

It's not madness, it's sentimentality.

The Lingman tribes are scattered in the corners and corners of the Lingman Mountain, except for those top tribes, most of the tribes are like the Lingbao tribe, fighting for their lives with the sky, and struggling to survive in the blood of the demon beasts.

In his life, from young adults to old age, I don't know how many warriors of the tribe have been witnessed, in order to go into the mountains to hunt, they were injured similar to wooden rafts, and finally died unwillingly.

If the Ao tribe had already had a psychic master like Su Musha, the ending of those barbarian cultivators might not have been the same.

"Lord Soul Refining...... It's my benefactor!"

Sao Lie was obviously a little excited, but such a scene made Su Musha a little at a loss.

"Lord Soul Refining, but there will be a dispatch in the future, I will definitely go to the soup and fire!"

Mu Lu, who came to his senses, also heard what his companion said, and respectfully thanked Su Musha.

Su Musha seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned to Mu Lu.

"Hmm...... Speaking of which, I do have a need, I need the blood of the snake demon beast, if you can help me get it, as long as I am still in the Eagle Tribe, you are seriously injured, you can still come to me for healing. Well, this matter is considered a transaction, I am a little tired, and everyone please leave. ”

After saying this, Su Musha turned around and left, closed the door of the stone hall, and cut off everyone's eager eyes, and his expression was also a little serious, looking at the barbarian cultivators of the Ao Bao tribe and said,

"Lord Soul Refining is kind to our Snake Tribe, what he ordered, you also have to do it with your heart, although it is a transaction, but if you take the heart and blood of the snake demon, it can be exchanged for your life without worry, this is a major event for our Soul Refining Tribe!"

Everyone agreed, and even some of the barbarian cultivators in the crowd were emotional.

"Don't worry, when Brother Mu Chun recovers from his injury, we will go into the mountains and hunt the snake demon!"