Chapter Fifty-Seven: Refining the Body is a Heavy Responsibility

"Stinky boy, let me out for some breath."

Mo Wei's voice sounded, when the demon spirit was ancient, he came out when he wanted to, and he could go shopping for as long as he wanted, since the desert elf king and Wang Yizhi said something about how the monk should break through and control the divine sense, Mo Wei wanted to come out again to breathe, and he had to get Wang Yizhi's consent, which made Mo Wei very unhappy.

"Brother Mowei, don't be so anxious, I just went to the auction house today to buy my own Dharma fragment exercises, but I failed to admit the master"

"Hmph, let you not let me go out" Mo Weibai glanced at Wang Yi and said: "What kind of exercise fragment, can you still admit that the Lord has failed?"

"Wu Xingyu has successfully recognized the master, and he is about to let me go to his Divine Consciousness Sea to practice together!"

"Bastard, let me out of this room, there's a fart" Mo Wei looked at the sealed room around where even the windows were closed, and scolded and scolded: "You can be fucked now, when I recover a little, I will, hum"

Letting others enter the Sea of Divine Consciousness, unless their own strength far exceeds that of the other party, is tantamount to handing over their lives in the hands of the other party.

For this kind of common sense, Wang Yizhi naturally knew about the powerful relationship from the jade slip, but he didn't care about it, and at the same time, he was very satisfied with Wu Xingyu's actions.

"Wow, it's really small" Wang Yizhi's thumb was staggered up and down and half a finger, printed on the center of Wu Xingyu's eyebrows, and an extremely small wisp of divine consciousness slowly went to Wu Xingyu's divine consciousness sea, looking at the space within a radius of only one or two meters, he couldn't help but complain.

"I'm grass, you have so many exercises?"

Wang Yizhi looked at Wu Xingyu's small sea of divine consciousness, with dozens of exercises up and down, and couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree."

"Big brother said with a smile, you see, there are only five seventh-order ones, and one of them is the seventh-order Great Perfection Skill Exercise "Three Styles of Dragon Capture" is my grandfather's reward when he won the title of "Three Absolute Crowns" when he was young."

Wang Yizhi nodded and glanced at it, although he was curious, he didn't take the initiative to look at it, because these are all mirror images of the rubbing of divine consciousness, and when other people's divine consciousness touches it, or even checks the content of the exercises, it will make it disappear and turn into nothingness.

Wang Yizhi's finger pointed to the fragmentary exercise of the entity body method "Slightly Moving to the Sky" that was still in his hand just now, and shook his head dissatisfiedly.

"Big brother, let's get started"

"Good"

As Wu Xingyu opened "Slightly Moving to the Sky", lines of golden red text appeared in front of the two of them.

I

The sky is higher than the sky

One world at a time

I am afraid that life will break the will of heaven

Slightly move the sky

"Amount"

Wang Yizhi and Wu Xingyu both looked embarrassed, looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, expressed what they had heard to each other, and finally concluded

"It's pretending"

What makes the two of them speechless the most is that there is no mental method in cultivation, there is no mantra, only an inverted cone triangle with increasing things tied to the feet of the villain, and a simple figure that seven different figures need to step on two points when dodging, those two points are almost connected, each time corresponding to the different direction of dodging, the direction between the two points will be different, but the distance between the two points will not change.

"Big brother, how can you tell that this figure is a person, and how can you see that this point is two steps that need to be taken?"

Wu Xingyu made a posture of swallowing saliva, but his divine sense did not saliva, which looked a little far-fetched.

Neither of them heard any sound, the golden red tape even Wu Xingyu, the owner, couldn't hear any sound, that is, he could simply understand the meaning between the lines, and he could only read the whole sentence, and he didn't know any word at all, and he wanted to try to guess the meaning of each word according to the font, but the font seemed to change, whether it was Wang Yizhi himself or Wu Xingyu, the owner.

"Big brother, do you remember these figures?" Wu Xingyu was a little embarrassed, he, the master of the exercise, didn't know what this exercise meant, but Wang Yizhi saw it clearly, which was a big blow to Wu Xingyu.

"Well, I shouldn't forget, I've carved it all into this consciousness."

Wang Yizhi patted Wu Xingyu, who was a little depressed, and explained to Wu Xingyu that in the tribe, the recorded graphics were all vivid and simplified graphics, and they thought that the font could express too superficial and could not see the real situation at that time.

Wu Xingyu responded thoughtfully: "I see, then big brother, how to cultivate this?"

"Simply understood, it is the refining of the body"

Ju Wang Yizhi knows that in the Demon Spirit Desolate Ancients, except for the congenital disability of the tribe, which cannot refine the body, all the tribes will cultivate physical skills while cultivating spiritual power, strengthen themselves, and most of them start refining the body from a young age, and then cultivate, to develop the potential of the body to the greatest extent, and then cultivate the current affairs with half the effort, not to mention, it can also save a lot of resources.

And the people here don't care too much about body refining, and even some look down on body refining cultivators, thinking that they are not talented enough in cultivation and have to start the most arduous body refining cultivation, like Meng Dali, the sixth son of the Meng family, who is extremely talented and obsessed with body refining, most of them think that Meng Dali's brain is not very good, relying on his family's deep heritage, and wasting his own great talent.

"Refining?"

Wu Xingyu was dumbfounded: "Isn't it the body method? It should be the practice of body skills."

Wang Yizhi shook his head and nodded at the figure figure dodging in seven different directions on "Slightly Moving to the Sky".

Just when Wang Yizhi and the others were studying the body method fragment exercise "Micro Movement and Treading Heavenly Steps" in the Wu family's mansion, in the underground secret room of the Longyang City City Lord's Mansion, there were five figures, two sitting and three standing.

"Little Celestial Scar, I know you have a lot of confusion about the intentions of the one in the Thousand Cities this time."

Speaking is a white-bearded old man in a black robe, with crane hair and a childish face, the old man's skin is reserved, and compared to the old city director Tianji on his side, he looks more like a fairy wind and bones.

"Don't dare"

"Hmph, is there something that your Ren family doesn't dare? It wasn't your grandfather at the beginning, and your Ren family ended up in Longyang City, a place where birds don't and everyone avoids it?" The white-bearded old man snorted and continued: "Don't think that this time it's the one who is targeting your Ren family, this mission can be small or big, to put it smaller, it is Longyang City going out to attack and kill the "Millennium Twin-tailed Fox" Beast King, to put it big, but it's this whole day, what is my only Thousand Cities Domain?"

"Hmph~" Ren Tianji snorted quietly, cautiously glanced at the white-bearded old man, and said with a dripping look in his eyes: "You always regard the attack and killing of the Beast King as a trivial matter, thinking that there are not many Linghai monks in Longyang City, and my City Lord's Mansion is even more none, how to attack and kill the "Millennium Twin-tailed Fox" Beast King who has lived for more than 2,000 years in the late stage of the Spirit Realm?

"Ancestor, our Ren family has not become what it is today, its own strength is not as good as the generation, if it weren't for the secret protection of the ancestor, it may have ceased to exist a long time ago, this is a big thing about the whole world, as small as my Ren family, how to bear it"

Ren Dafu took half a step forward, didn't dare to walk too much, although the movements were stiff, but the tone was unusually generous and powerful, neither humble nor arrogant, there were lonely heroes, and he was not afraid of life and death.

"Come on, don't give me the upper line" The white-bearded old man waved his hand, and eight magic weapons of various colors shimmered, including a meteor hammer larger than a person, such as a wide door panel, a large back knife on the shoulder, and a red silk-like red silk in it, which was a female magic weapon at a glance.

"These are the eight Pseudo-Spiritual Realm Natal Treasures, I asked for them, presumably with them, without the protection of your Ren family, they will be safe and sound in the future" The white-bearded old man sighed helplessly and continued: "For hundreds of years, their cultivation should not be lower than the Spirit Sea Realm, plus these eight Pseudo-Spiritual Realm Natal Treasures tailored for them, not to mention killing the beast king who has been more than 2,000 years old, with their ability to drag it for a day or two, it's not a big problem."

The four of the Ren family's father and son glanced at each other, their eyes were all shocked and incredulous, this is the eight Pseudo-Spiritual Realm Natal Treasures that make the Transforming Spirit Realm monks crazy, Ren is the big boss of the Longyang City Baby Auction House, and Ren Dafu has never seen a complete Pseudo-Spiritual Realm Natal Treasure.

This is enough to show that this matter is not as simple as they imagined at the beginning, it is obvious that the Qiancheng person attaches great importance to this operation, and sent this Qin family ancestor who is a brother and sister to his grandfather to come forward, and also brought eight Pseudo-Spiritual Realm Natal Treasures, which is obviously a plan for a long time.

"This matter is much more serious than you think now, and it is much more serious than I imagined, and the one in Qiancheng can't understand it."

The white-bearded old man shook his head and stroked his beard, sighing full of vicissitudes: "I don't know what happened to Ren Kong's old boy now."

"Boy sends Grandpa Qin"

"Congratulations to the Ancestors"

The white-bearded old man turned around and disappeared, leaving only Ren Tianji's father and son in the secret room, staring at each other with big eyes.

"What do you see, what are you talking to the dungeon?"

Ren Tianji was helpless, as he said just now, there was no one in his City Lord's Mansion who had cultivated to reach the Spirit Sea Realm, and touching the beast king's ass was tantamount to asking for his own death.

"Back to my father, my eldest brother and I have already made a plan with the cultivators of the dungeon, and they have all agreed, and now they have their natal treasure, presumably this matter is also a chance for them. ”

Ren Qingfeng said that he couldn't help but look at the eight Pseudo-Spiritual Realm Natal Treasures in front of Ren Tianji, and his heart was pounding.

"Look at your little bit of interest, aren't there just a few pseudo-spiritual realm natal treasures?

Ren Tianji looked at the three people in front of him and became angry.

"Aren't you the same," Ren Dafu muttered quietly.

"Puff"

Ren Tianji kicked Ren Dafu far away, and snorted: "Boy, the hair hasn't grown yet, it's okay to be majestic in front of your confidants, dare to scream in front of Lao Tzu, and I can't convince you."

Under the secret room of the City Lord's Mansion is a dungeon where felons are imprisoned, and inside are bloodthirsty people who have caused a bloody storm in the territory of a thousand cities, and any one of them is a notorious existence.

They were all captured by Ren Kong, the ancestor of the Ren family, more than 300 years ago, and have been imprisoned until now.