Zuo Liuying followed the customs, the place of retreat is a demon cave, surrounded by flowers and trees, you need to separate before you can see where the cave entrance is, the part of the cave that is above the ground is a flower shelf, which is crawling with vines and flowers.

Mu Xingqiu insisted on coming to see Zuo Liuying once, he still had a bald man on his chest and hadn't woken up, and he didn't want to wait forever.

It was still the black phoenix leading the way, not far from her residence, but the scene was completely different, suddenly changing from early autumn to late spring. Mu Xingqiu couldn't imagine that this was Zuo Liuying's own choice of retreat location, and it wasn't until the fleas rushed into the flowers and happily devoured the flowers that he was a little convinced.

"The Battle Demon Mountain is much more comfortable than the Ice City and the Wolf Plain, and it may be for this reason that the Demon Clan of the Battle Demon Mountain does not like to participate in wars, unless this war is related to their own hometown. The black phoenix's face was blurred because she was wearing an almost transparent mask, which she had already put on again, "Please don't take my words too seriously, not all the demon clans think the same as me, and some believe that the Spirit King has not changed at all." ”

How could Mu Xingqiu not take it to heart, but he didn't say anything, just hummed. He wasn't a man of few words, but he always felt uncomfortable with the black phoenix, and this banshee had an unpredictable temperament that seemed to wear a veil for what she said.

Sensing that he was not welcome, the black phoenix smiled and bowed to leave.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have fallen asleep just now......" The little demon Feifei's face was still red, and he was angry about his faux pas.

"That's not your fault. Mu Xingqiu walked to the door of the cave, looked at the closed firewood door, did not reach out to knock, but sent out an illusion, flew around the cave, and lightly touched the prohibition, Zuo Liuying should have received the message.

There's nothing left to do but wait. Mu Xingqiu asked Feifei to sit aside and think. He himself practiced bone forging and fought very slowly, and if anyone was watching, he would be killed by his slow motion.

Mu Xingqiu is learning how to control his new inner pill and new mana.

His inner dan absorbed a part of the demonic power, re-fused under the oppression of Zhou Qi, and so far it is still normal, and the mana produced has the characteristics of demonic power, which can infiltrate the flesh and blood of the whole body, Mu Xingqiu can use them to cast demonic magic and telepathic illusions, but it can't be used in pure Dao spells.

Mu Xingqiu now even uses hexology to fly. Compared with the Dao Dynasty's imperial weapon flight, the speed is slower, and the most important thing is that it cannot last, and after flying for six or seven hours in a row, you always have to rest for a while, even if the mana in your body is still abundant.

Mu Xingqiu had a lot of contact with the demon clan and knew that this was a common phenomenon.

The Mind Illusion Technique was quite handy, but Mu Xingqiu wanted to know if his Eighth Layer Illusion Technique was really equivalent to the Concentration One and Two Realms, and his Illusion Technique was already able to destroy the other party's memory, which was an obvious symbol. But Mu Xingqiu still needs more evidence.

Only Zuo Liuying could explain this qiē for him.

When Mu Xingqiu finished a set of punches, it was already dark, and the fleas had eaten enough flowers, and they were bored in and out of the flowers. While Feifei hadn't woken up yet, he occasionally ran to Mu Xingqiu's side and rubbed around, asking for the gold and silver chips that he loved to eat.

Feifei's memory is a bit special, and he is very slow to learn. Once he finishes his studies, he is in a very deep state, and Mu Xingqiu often suspects that he will not be able to wake up.

The night is getting darker, and there is also a night sky under the Battle Demon Mountain. And the stars and moon are brighter, with the fragrance of flowers, insects and breezes around them, it is intoxicatingly beautiful.

Mu Xingqiu hadn't seen the other demon clans in the Battle Demon Mountain yet, but he could already guess that they would never be willing to abandon such a home.

When the bright moon rose to the middle of the sky, the chai door of the cave house opened, and after a while, Zuo Liuying, who was wearing a Taoist uniform, walked out.

The last trace of old age on Zuo Liuying's face also disappeared, completely recovering the appearance of the Divine Realm, so handsome that it didn't look like a real person, which was very consistent with the night of the Battle Demon Mountain.

Strange are his eyes.

Zuo Liuying Tudan has aged dozens of years after re-cultivating, only there is no change around his eyes, and now his entire face has regained his youth, but his eyes have become confused, and he looks somewhat similar to the black phoenix with a blurred face.

The Taoist priest has doubts, but he will not be confused, especially for Zuo Liuying, who is returning to cultivation, he has a ready-made path to follow, and he knows every trap and obstacle on this path.

Zuo Liuying stared at Mu Xingqiu for a long time, as if they were strangers meeting for the first time. The flea ran over, sniffed Zuo Liuying carefully for a while, and became dazed, turned his head to look at Mu Xingqiu, and asked him who it was.

"I'm sorry to disturb your retreat. Mu Xingqiu said.

"The retreat is over, and you've come at the right time. Zuo Liuying spoke, and his speech was still the same, Mu Xingqiu was relieved, and the fleas began to lick the back of Zuo Liuying's hand affectionately.

"Bald ......"

As soon as Mu Xingqiu spoke, Zuo Liuying walked straight past him, came to the little demon, stretched out his right thumb and pressed it on the little demon's forehead, "He's very special." ”

"Does he really have a Dao root?" Mu Xingqiu asked, since Zuo Liuying was more interested in Feifei, he could only follow along.

"Dao Root, although the demon clan has not many Dao Roots, it is not uncommon, this is nothing special, but they are born with a demon pill, and they can't cultivate the Dao System Inner Dan, this little demon you brought, there is no demon pill, and there is no demon power in the flesh and blood, which is special." ”

"It's the monkeys. Mu Xingqiu roughly described the experience in the Hidden Dragon Cave.

"I see, I didn't expect the first demon to have this kind of ability. Zuo Liuying raised his hand and scratched unconsciously on the flea's neck, "But this little demon's cultivation will not bear fruit, he can live for another year at most, and he will not be able to condense into Neidan within this year." ”

Except for a genius like Zuo Liuying, most Dao disciples have to spend at least three years refining their bodies and thinking before they can condense their qi into a pill, Feifei doesn't look like he is particularly perceptive, and it is too difficult for him to condense the pill within a year.

"Isn't there any other way? Yi Shijun gave him a bead......

"It's not a bead, it's a phoenix egg, with this egg demon can only live for a year, otherwise he won't last more than three months. Zuo Liuying paused for a moment, "Why do you care about this little demon? ”

Mu Xingqiu was asked, he hadn't thought about this question yet, and he didn't even realize the importance he attached to Feifei, "I want to know what the results of the demon clan's cultivation of the Inner Dan will be." Maybe this will help me understand the origin of the fire. ”

"Ah, you abandoned the Frost Soul Sword, but you still remember the origin of the Dao Fire. ”

Mu Xingqiu's face was slightly red, Zuo Liuying was really the same as Yi Shijun, and he had already seen the real reason for Mu Xingqiu's sudden change in temperament, "It's not the same thing......"

"No need to explain, you're doing the right thing. ”

"I'd like you to take a look. Mu Xingqiu took off the skin on his chest, Feifei's fate had to be in his own hands, Zuo Liuying couldn't help, and he couldn't help. He is most concerned about baldness, "his situation is more special." ”

Zuo Liuying walked over and gently touched the already hard mucus shell, "The sword washing pool water washed the magic weapon mark for Mu Songxuan, the pool water was sucked out, and the mark naturally came out, look at that small cloud of black, which is the power of the mark." ”

Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, "So the bald don't have to merge with the pool water. Just don't put the mark in your head?"

"How strange, the power of the first demon is weak, but it has a strange ability that even the Dao system doesn't have, I should bring out one or two good ones to study. Zuo Liuying sighed lightly. It's a pity.

Zuo Liuying was a little strange, Mu Xingqiu couldn't tell what it was, and he didn't think about it, he still had too many doubts to ask. Sending the various forces in the mucus shell back to the bald head except for the mark requires a delicate operation. Mu Xingqiu didn't make a move right away, and continued: "My Neidan has also undergone some changes. ”

Zuo Hanying still stretched out his hand and pressed it on Mu Xingqiu's forehead. Without asking for consent, he entered a small stream of mana, and now he should be in the realm of Fan Xia, and his mana is still much weaker than Mu Xingqiu, but the trend is extremely ingenious, bypassing a qiē obstacle.

"What's going on?"

Mu Xingqiu said in more detail, because he didn't know the specific reasons for these changes, and most of them relied on guesswork.

Zuo Liuying turned around and walked seven steps, then turned around and walked back five steps, "Zhou Qi's mana fuses your inner pill with demon power, and you feel that you can't use the power, that's because you have been practicing Dao system spells, and you have been accustomed to the spell casting method of Sandian cooperation and meridian circumference, the meridians have been destroyed, and you are still unconsciously looking for the meridians." Meng Yuanhou's soul pushed a large amount of power into your body, and in the process of struggling with life and death, you finally got rid of your dependence on the meridians and were able to exert all your power, and the illusion reached the eighth layer. ”

A knot in Mu Xingqiu's heart was untied, "I feel as if I have reached the strength of the Concentration God realm, but it is just a double appearance." ”

When Mu Xingqiu said this, he was quite boastful, because he was only less than thirty years old, and even Zuo Liuying would take more than two hundred years to cultivate to the realm of intriguing gods.

Zuo Liuying didn't smile, "According to the Nian Xin Sect descendant, the eighth layer illusion should be equivalent to the Serving Moon Mang realm, and you are already very weak." ”

"So I really have the strength to focus on the gods?"

"Strength? You are mistaken, the Inner Dan realm is the foundation of strength, but not all, no matter how strong a person is, he must have corresponding weapons and rich combat skills in order to exert his full strength. For Taoist priests, it's magic weapons and spells. Zhou Qi said that the Taoist priests should borrow the treasure of the Taoist system to practice, their mana has long exceeded the realm of pure infusion, and the profundity of the spell and the power of the magic weapon are beyond your imagination. You can defeat Zhou Qi because of the confinement of the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Array, as well as the help of the sword washing pool water and the soul of Meng Yuanhou, and the most important thing is that you are very lucky, relying on your tenacious physique, you broke through the eighth layer of illusion under heavy pressure, not to mention that Zhou Qi was arrogant because of his demonization, giving you opportunities again and again. ”

Mu Xingqiu understood, the eighth layer of illusion may indeed be equivalent to the realm of infusion or even serving the moon, but it is of little significance, the so-called "equivalent to" refers to the Taoist priest who does not have any help and purely relies on the desire to improve the realm, but the Taoist priest in reality is a fully armed warrior, and every piece of equipment can improve a little strength, far beyond the ownerless.

He touched the treasure bag on his waist, which contained a lot of magic weapons that Zhou Qi threw away when he fled, and he hadn't carefully examined them.

Mu Xingqiu has no reason to be arrogant, "In this way, even if the Mind Illusion Technique reaches the eleventh layer, it may not be stronger than all Taoist priests. ”

"No one has ever reached the eleventh level, and the spells of the Nian Xin Department are not just illusions, the other spells have long been lost, and you have never learned them at all, so everything is unknown. ”

Mu Xingqiu only had one question left, and he stayed at the end for fear of hearing a bad answer, "Yi Shijun left me a memory, saying that the burns of the hidden dragon fire can only be cured with the living pill of the Taoist priest, is it true?"

Zuo Liuying lowered his gaze, "Yi Shijun is right, but the most difficult thing to solve is the love tribulation, and there are very few Taoist priests who are so deep in the love tribulation." ”

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