Changing Danjutsu!

Hedanjutsu!

Note Danjutsu!

Jiang Feng looked at the note in front of him that he took out of the "Plain Truth, Reason, and Righteousness Sutra", and thought in his heart about the true meaning of these three ways to improve the quality of Jindan.

Wan Xuanwei didn't stay for much time, just hurriedly said hello, and after a few polite words, he handed over the Taoist scripture from Pu Tiexin to Jiang Feng, and then left in a hurry, the "Thousand Illusion Realm" will open tomorrow, and the people of Beijianmen, who arrived quite late, are estimated to need to make some preparations overnight, so after Jiang Feng thanked the other party, he did not deliberately leave the other party to talk about it, and Wan Xuanwei did not have this intention.

Jiang Feng naturally knew that this Taoist scripture did not come from Pu Tiexin, but from Yan Shujia, from Juan Xiu's handwriting, and a heart-shaped pattern secretly presented in the corner, it was easy to know the origin of this note, not to mention, Park Tiexin did not know that he had been promoted to the prefecture level, or, even if he knew it from the head Wan Feiran, he should not know that he was a Dan Cheng Yipin, and naturally he would not help to find a means to improve Dan Pin.

I have a heart.

There were bursts of warmth in his heart, and thoughts were flying, as if he was about to cross thousands of barriers, until he flew to the Qi country, and then thought that his erysipelas problem had not been solved, and if his cultivation had not been greatly improved, it must be difficult to get any bargain from Yan Shujia's master Qi Zhengfeng, and his heart suddenly cooled.

This dead old man with yin and yang imbalance!

The corners of his lips twitched, Jiang Feng finally stopped his endless hatred, and turned to think about the feasibility of these three methods, judging from the detailed description provided by Yan Shujia, the main material required by the first two is Jin Dan, and the Dan is lower than his own or at least rival, I have to say that this condition is a bit harsh, even if he borrows Dan's loose cultivation Fan Xihai, the condensed Jin Dan is more than one product, if you want to find a colleague with such a poor Dan product, you still need to find it in many ways, and more importantly, this needs the right opportunity, Jiang Feng thinks to himself that he is not the kind of person who kills innocents indiscriminately in order to improve his cultivation, this is not in line with his own heart, even if he despises Fan Xihai, I just like to do some pit teammates, I don't believe in my words, or lewd things, and my nature is not indiscriminate.

So only the third type remains.

The third method, "Injection Pill Technique", requires the assistance of several kinds of pills, and it is not a rare category, because Jiang Feng purchased it before, he can make up two copies on hand, but the key main material is a magic weapon that is conceived with a machine spirit, and this main material will be consumed.

Is it possible to turn "Xiao Luo" into a stepping stone for the way forward?

The machine spirit in Jiang Feng's hand is only Xiao Luo, who was born in the "Silver Spirit Dagger", the ability of this instrument spirit is quite helpful to himself, and he has also helped him deal with the beginning and end of Bai Ruoxi's entanglement in Zhenwu City, even if it is not so, the instrument spirit that he personally cultivated is somewhat reluctant to sacrifice it suddenly.

Of course, the artifact spirit in the Ancient Treasure Tower of Eternity is also counted as a part, but on the one hand, it is difficult for Jiang Feng to communicate with him, and on the other hand, it is estimated that this method will also be difficult to work for him, after all, the Tower of Eternity is a means to the heavenly level, and the artifact spirit bred in it is not an ordinary grade, once it does something that endangers its existence, this ancient treasure will most likely abandon the master halfway, bringing a lot of damage to himself or even fatal.

One is unwilling, and the other is afraid to think.

However, after evaluating and weighing, Jiang Feng felt that the "Injection Pill Technique" was barely the most feasible of the three methods, and the closest to realization, after all, it was much easier to find a machine spirit that had no feelings for him than a low-grade golden pill, as long as there were enough spirit stones, it should not be difficult to buy, but Jin Dan, you can't say, "Daoyou, I'll give you the spirit stone, can you give me the golden pill?"

Of course, as an indispensable part of the "Zhu Dan Technique", the Jindan monk who acts as the "introduction" is also indispensable to assist in the cultivation on the side, but it involves skin and skin, and the heart and mind are one, presumably only Yan Shujia is willing to help himself, looking at the additional multiple circles on the note, Jiang Feng knew that Yan Shujia was reminding himself in disguise, don't think about what you shouldn't think, who can do this thing, you have to have points in your heart.

What are you kidding, am I, Jiang Feng, a person who has no self-control?

He immediately felt a strange throbbing in his body, but it was the abnormal movement of the Ancient Treasure Tower of Eternity, and his heart was even more arrogant, why, you don't believe me?

Whisper!

Since there is this kind of uncontrollable movement, Jiang Feng hurriedly took out the "Enchanting Heart Crystal" and pressed it under his tongue again, when Wan Xuanwei came to visit here, he was distracted and ignored, but it was expected that Wan Xuanwei was not extremely qualified, and he had extraordinary magical powers, so he was determined to be a lot more indifferent in his heart, however, this grand event, monks from all walks of life gathered here, and there were not all well-informed people, and before entering the illusion world, he could see some clues and extraordinaryness in his body. Everything is still careful, not to mention that this ancient treasure Tower of Eternity is not faithful.

What replied to him was another throbbing, which made Jiang Feng suddenly feel that there was some stagnation in the meridians. Gu Bao had a heart with him, so he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he hollowed his mind, and immediately went up to the second floor, the bizarre dream realm before, and the news brought by Wan Xuanwei, completely shattered the sleepiness, it is better to take advantage of the spiritual energy tide that gushes out like mist before this secret realm is opened, and cultivate.

............

"This fog is fine. ”

Thirty miles from the northeast of the city, in the deserted ditch, twenty carriages were crowded here, one of the gray-robed monks was regarded as the leader of the place, and he had been observing the hillside near the deserted ditch until he found that the fog was getting thicker, so he turned around and explained to the three subordinates who had been close to him:

"Let's go into the mountains!"

"Yes!

The three of them responded in unison, and one of the one-eyed, black-robed monks ran down the hill in a few steps, conveying the order in a few words, and the several wildebeest carriages nested here moved forward again, and there was some confusion for a while.

"Tighten the wildebeest! don't make any noise!" the one-eyed, black-robed monk commanded in a low voice.

At this time, the four hooves of these wildebeest horses have already been wrapped in layers of linen, and the sound between the runs is not loud, but the closer to Huoyunling, the more rugged the mountain road is, these methods are not so easy to use.

Zhou Xing gradually woke up in the bumps, in order to avoid being peeped by the monks who led the team, he secretly used the turtle breath technique to hide all his breath, if it wasn't for the errand of the Hanshan faction for several years, he had been in charge of investigating and patrolling, he would not waste a skill in vain, and now it came in handy.

It's just that he hasn't been asleep all the time, and he has seen it in secret in the previous handovers, in addition to changing the person in charge, he also brought together a convoy from another way, bringing the entire convoy to twenty carriages, and it is estimated that the number of corpses in the carriage he was in carried at least five hundred corpses. At this time, the "senior Song" who led the team, through listening to the chatter of several coachmen, should be the last person to hand over, that is to say, he is about to arrive at the destination of these corpses around him.

So after another half an hour, the mountain road became steeper and more difficult, and the wildebeest carriage was almost impassable, so the monk surnamed Song ordered his subordinates to stop everyone.

"Pay them and send them back. ”

"Yes!"

It was still the one-eyed subordinate, the spiritual-level cultivator, who gathered many coachmen in one place, and was about to distribute the spirit stones to the past, when the other two spiritual-level monks behind him suddenly attacked, and screamed for a while, but soon, the last mortal coachman who tried to escape to the mountains was also easily killed by him.

"Throw them all into the wagon, clean up the traces, and use the fresh ones for introduction. ”

"Yes!"

"There's the entrance to the cave ahead, and when the hour comes, I'll break the seal with a magic weapon, and you can just throw the corpse into it." ”

"Yes!"

"Senior Song, there are only three of us left at the moment, and the things after that are very hard, you see, are we the three brothers talking about it, what are the benefits after this is done?" The one-eyed monk asked boldly, his words made the other two companions stunned, but then they cast their eyes on it, and their eyes were hot.

"Huh?" the Xuan-level monk surnamed Song snorted, seemingly unhappy.

"Senior, the three of us brothers are all loose cultivators, because you have some kindness to us before, so I am willing to believe you and help you do this secret thing, but now there are no outsiders, why don't you tell the truth, and the three of us will serve before and after your saddle in the future." ”

"Heh—you're overthinking. The Xuan-level monk surnamed Song stood up, and the one-eyed monk who was closest couldn't help but retreat quickly, and before he could put on a defensive posture, the Xuan-level monk smiled again, "Don't worry, after this matter is done, each person will have two third-order magic weapons, fifteen third-order magic weapons, how about it?"

What the?

The eyes of the three of them were filled with heat, but the one-eyed monk quickly reacted, "Senior, see if you can show us, so that you can open your eyes." ”

"Why, you don't believe me in this little thing?"

"The younger generation just wants to see and learn. The one-eyed monk pretended to be embarrassed and was a little embarrassed, but he didn't retreat, and even the other two spiritual-level monks took two steps forward and surrounded him.

"Okay, I'll show you and let you feel at ease!"

The Xuan-level monk groped out a ring from his waist, and the aura in his hand was dense, and many spirit stones fell like pearls and jade, and he copied them with his right hand, collected all the spirit stones in his palm, and spread them in front of several people.

"Let's see, it's a third-order spirit stone. ”

"Yes, sure enough. The one-eyed monk got closer, and was about to take one to see, but the Xuan-level monk held it in his hand and put away all the spirit stones, "Don't worry, I, Song Mingqu, mean what I say, as long as things go well, I will increase the reward to twenty, how about it?"

"Dare not be effective!" The other two spirit-level companions who had been silent all the time expressed their stance at the same time, and one of them even pulled a one-eyed monk, "Old Sun, don't worry, Senior Song is a person who believes in his word." ”

"It's good, it's good. The one-eyed monk squeezed out a lot of smiles on his face, "Work, work!" He waved his hand, motioned for the two to go along, and ran towards the group of coachmen who had gone out of business, no one knew that there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, just now, he had already felt the breath on the spirit stone.

It was indeed a third-order spirit stone, but there was an inexplicable dead aura lingering in it, although his cultivation was not high, he was from a family of tomb robbers, and he was blindfolded

's one-eyed was injured by a strange mechanism in the tomb many years ago, and it can't be healed. On the other hand, he found that this monk surnamed Song did not seem to be simple. The first time he got closer to observe, he found that between the towering collar of this person, there was a strange black line around, I don't know what it was, but there was also a dead air lingering.

Be careful.

My Sun Dasheng can't die here today, thousands of thoughts are tumbling in his heart, he squatted down, trying to grab the body of a coachman, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the mountains and forests in the distance, a cold light appeared, and when he looked again, there was no trace.

There are outsiders, Sun Dasheng thought of it for the first time.

............

At the same time, in the mountains and forests four or five miles away, a group of black-clothed monks came, counting Ye Mo who was walking in the middle of the team, there were twelve people in total.

"Black Bull, it's time for your broken bronze mirror to put away. One of them crouched among the knee-high grass and whispered, "The reflected moonlight is easy to spot." ”

"I see, where is the moonlight, this fog is so thick. What's more, that person is a genius, what are you afraid of, it's a big deal to rush up. The Tsukiji monk, codenamed "Black Bull", shot back disdainfully.

"Shhh ”

Ye Mo said in a low voice, he was already the vice captain of this team, this was because he handed in the mysterious yellowed note, otherwise, with the merits he had accumulated, he would have to stay to this position at least until he reached the high stage of foundation building.

"The vice-captain can speak, you all be careful, otherwise you will sue the president and be careful of being punished. Another slightly shrill voice said from the shadows, and it seemed to have a sour taste.

"Shut up. Another voice in the dark stopped the person, revealing a slightly vicissitudes of life, it was the "ghost guy", he took a few steps forward, and arrived near the "black bull", "What did you find in your 'Phantom Bronze Mirror'?"

"The one who takes the lead is not a living man. ”

"What?"

"At least it's not an ordinary demon race, and it's not a human race. The "Black Bull" trembled a little when he said this, "I know a little bit about refining weapons, this guy is a bit like he was refined." ”

"And this?" the slightly shrill voice sounded again.

"Besides, there was a man hidden in the fifth carriage. ”

"It's also refining?", when asked about this, the "ghost guy" himself felt a little awkward, he had never heard of such a thing, if he wanted to say that he had heard of refining, whether it was a high-level magic weapon, or a big road product, or a magic weapon that could give birth to a tool spirit, but he had never heard that "people" could also be refined, "It won't be a spiritual instrument spirit, right?"

"No, unless you recognize that skin as a magic weapon. On the other hand, hiding in the carriage, he is a normal Xuan-level monk, but he is only good at the art of turtle breathing, if you want to say this level, the Xuan-level monk in the vicinity should be aware of it, but he doesn't seem to be good at this way, presumably the things that are refined have its limitations. ”

"It's a rare thing. ”

"Ghost" patted him on the shoulder, "Put the bronze mirror away, they're right." He turned around and whispered, "Let's retreat five miles, Xiaowan, you take two people to guard here, and once they make a move, or leave, let me know quickly." However, these people have nothing to do with our plans, so they don't need to take too much time and don't get too close. ”

"Yes!"

Everyone responded to the road, and a rustling sound sounded in the mountains, forests and grass, and after a few breaths, only "Xiao Wan", "Black Bull" and "Fat Cat" remained.

The white mist gathered more and more thickly, and the aura contained in it became more and more intense, but the three of them did not dare to absorb a single bit, for fear of revealing their figures, until the cold night wind blew, the fog surged like waves, and the withered yellow grass and trees made intermittent whimpering, and the "black cow" hidden in front couldn't help but move.

"Don't panic!"

"Ye Mo, you scared me to death. The "black bull" was a spirit, and complained.

"Call me 'Xiaowan', you broke the rules. ”

"Got it, the captain isn't here!"

"Who says I'm not here?"

Just to his left, a figure gradually appeared, it was the "ghost guy" hiding in a black robe, this robe has the effect of stealth and concealment, but he does not often wear it on his body. At this time, his eyes were blazing, staring at the thickening fog, as if he was thinking.

............

This fog is really thick, condensed like white practice!

Jiang Feng, who had been meditating for a moment to no avail, stood up, but found that in the garden behind the hall, a bright light suddenly appeared. When I went to see it, it was hidden in the thick fog.

Who is there?

Jiang Feng was interested, the "Thousand Illusions" was about to open, and there would be no fight between the left and right, so he went out and went straight to the back garden, and arrived at the light in a moment, but found a middle-aged man with a ** upper body and a bundle of black thick braids on his shoulders, who was closing his eyes and frantically absorbing the aura contained in the fog.

Can it be like this?

Aren't you afraid that the aura will directly enter the body and hurt the meridians?

"Dare to ask what you call Daoyou?"

Feeling the supple and powerful aura on the other party's body, Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask.