The Xuan Demon Body has a wisp of innate yin energy in the mother's womb. After birth, that wisp of innate yin qi is derived and transformed into the acquired Xuan Qi demonic qi.

And the ultimate purpose of the Xuanqi Demon Skill is to re-cultivate the Xuanqi Demon Qi back to that wisp of innate cause, once it returns to the basics and re-refines the innate Yin Qi, that is to reach the realm of the Sanqing Heavenly God, the most powerful existence under the Daluo Sage.

It can be seen that although the Xuanqi Demon Qi is not the innate Yin Qi, it is the first-class and pure Yin Qi in the acquired Yin Qi.

That old Dao Wu Hong is already seven hundred and fifty years old, and the Yuan Infant Stage cultivator generally only has a lifespan of eight hundred years, although he has reached the peak cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, but if he can't break through to reach the Cave Void Realm, he can only cultivate the Yuan Infant by soldiering, take the path of the immortals, or take away the body of others to continue cultivating, these two paths are not easy to walk.

Wu Hong never expected that God would let a woman with the body of a Xuan Demon appear in front of him.

As the first-class pure yin qi between heaven and earth, if a cultivator can plunder and refine this pure yin qi and blend it with his own yang qi and breed each other, not only can his power be greatly increased and his life span extended, but he can also greatly change his physique, which will be of infinite benefit to his cultivation in the future.

Looking at Xia Lan, Wu Hong was almost crazy with excitement and joy, he seemed to see the Immortal Dao beckoning to him, he took a deep breath before he could barely stabilize his mind, stroked his beard and looked at Xia Lan with a smile and asked gently, "I don't know where the girl is from, who is the school?"

"You don't have to know anymore," With the cold voice coming, Wu Hong, whose face changed, suddenly turned his head to look, only to see a cyan sword light shooting out, and he didn't have time to react at all, he was already pierced through his head by the sword light.

Ahhhh Two screams of surprise sounded in succession, and the two young Daoists who had cultivated in the late stage of Jindan were also beheaded by the cyan sword light.

Immediately afterwards, the three corpses, including the mournful roaring crane, disappeared at the same time, and a black figure fell from the sky, it was Mo Huai.

At the same time, the cyan sword light also submerged into his body, it was the flying sword Qinggang Sword that he re-refined with the high-grade magic weapon Qingsha Sword obtained by killing the golden-clothed man before, which had reached the spirit weapon level, plus he had now formed two nine-turn golden pills, and his real strength far exceeded the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, and killing Wu Hong, who was at the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, was naturally like killing a chicken and slaughtering a dog.

Glancing at Xia Lan, who was a little pale, Mo Huai walked directly towards the villa unceremoniously.

The villa is furnished warm and elegant, spacious and bright, the inside is warm like spring, the light is soft, and the corners of his mouth are lightly curled and swept his eyes, Mo Huai couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xia Lan who followed and quipped: "You rich people's lives are different!

Xia Lan, who was stunned, saw that Mo Huai had leisurely walked to the sofa and sat down, and couldn't help but hurriedly swayed her charming waist to Mo Huai, and bent down respectfully and asked, "Master, what do you want to drink?"

"Okay, you can be casual, you don't have to be so nervous and restrained, I don't pay so much attention to it," Mo Huai frowned lightly and waved his hand casually.

"Then I'll pour you a cup of tea!" Xia Lan smiled charmingly at Mo Huai when she heard this, and then turned to leave.

Mo Huai glanced at Xia Lan's plump and moving back, and then with a move of his mind, he probed the things left by Wu Hong and the three of them in the Mud Pill Palace World after they were refined, and his divine sense penetrated into an emerald green mustard seed bag.

There are a lot of things in it, most of them are enthalpy stones and some other ores, and there are also a lot of other treasures such as medicinal herbs, pills, talismans, magic weapons, etc., and the mustard seed bag is almost full, so that Mo Huai couldn't help but sigh with a little surprise that it was worthy of being sent by Xiuzhen, and sure enough, the family background is thick.

When Mo Huai was carefully inspecting the treasures in the mustard seed bag, a faint and good-smelling fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose, and then he saw a pair of jade and delicate snow-white feet appear under his nose.

Mo Huai, who slowly looked up, saw Xia Lan standing in front of him with a cup of hot tea.

At this time, Xia Lan had already taken off her coat and was wearing a lilac one-piece skirt.

The well-tailored dress reveals Xia Lan's sexy figure, with towering breasts, slender waist, round buttocks tightly wrapped by the short skirt over the hips and a pair of snow-white thighs exposed under the skirt, all revealing a mesmerizing sex appeal and mature charm under the light.

"Master, please drink tea!" Xia Lan showed a charming smile towards Mo Huai, bent down and handed the teacup to Mo Huai with both hands.

A touch of snow-white deep **, as well as the black bandeau lace edge, appeared under Mo Huai's eyelids in an instant, making him reach out to prepare to take the teacup for a pause, casually glanced at it and took the teacup with an indifferent face, blew open the tea and took a sip, and then said indifferently: "Sit down!"

Seeing Mo Huai's indifferent reaction, Xia Lan, who had a look of disappointment flashing in her eyes, hesitated slightly before carefully sitting down next to Mo Huai, and at the same time her beautiful eyes secretly looked at Mo Huai, as if she was watching his reaction.

Just as soon as he sat down next to Mo Huai, Xia Lan felt that the Xuan Qi in his body was about to move, as if a fire was burning in his body, and a faint red tide surged up on his fair face unconsciously.

Feeling the turmoil of the Xuanqi demonic qi in Xia Lan's body, Mo Huai, who frowned slightly, said coldly: "Before you become a primordial baby, you'd better not get close to men!"

When Xia Lan heard this, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on her, and the lust in her body receded like a tide, and after being slightly stunned, she hurriedly got up and said in fear: "Since the master saved me that day, I have never let other men touch me, and I will never in the future!"

"I just want to be your woman!" Seeing that Mo Huai still looked cold and noncommittal, Xia Lan, who pursed her lips slightly, couldn't help but tremble and said firmly.

"Really?" Mo Huai, who looked up at Xia Lan with a playful smile, then put down the teacup lightly and stood up and said indifferently: "Cultivate with your heart, and strive to achieve the Xuanqi Yuan God as soon as possible, and then you will be of some use to me." ”

As he spoke, Mo Huai suddenly turned his head to look at Xia Lan with sharp eyes, and saw that she lowered her head, and replied respectfully: "Yes.. The hosts!"

"Let's go and cultivate first! I'll help you set up this place, and by the way, I'll refine two magic weapons for you, so that you don't have the slightest strength to fight back when you encounter some cultivators with strong cultivation in the future," Mo Huai's next words made Xia Lan look up at him with a shining gaze, and he responded in surprise.

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Qinghai has a vast territory, the mountains in the territory are towering and continuous, the rivers are vertical and horizontal, the lakes are scattered, there are not only the Kunlun Mountains and Qilian Mountains that are full of mythology, but also the source of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, which has always been a mysterious world that people yearn for.

The vast land of Qinghai is sparsely populated, and some places are high and mountainous, covered with snow all year round, and it is even more inaccessible, and there are many cultivators and people who hide in it, but most of them are some second- and third-rate cultivators or relatively weak cultivators.

Qinghai Lake is the largest inland lake in China, a saltwater lake, with thousands of blue waves, and it was called the fairy lake in the Han Dynasty, with magnificent scenery.

On this day, the rippling blue waves of Qinghai Lake suddenly rose violently, and the lake actually set off a hundred zhang of huge waves, like a dragon that wants to ride the clouds and fog away, and the faint sound of the dragon's groan echoed.

The sound grew louder and louder, and it had the potential to soar into the sky, shocking power, and a mysterious aura escaped from the churning waves in the middle of the lake.

"Huh?" On the edge of Qinghai Lake, on the grass in front of a barren mountain, Mo Huai, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes as if he was aware of it, and looked at the vast water surface of Qinghai Lake with a scorching light flashing in his eyes.