If Chang'an is in the middle of Jindan, the figure naturally summoned is also in the middle of Jindan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

From his careful research, as well as from Ji Yuanbai's memory, he learned that during the strongest period of this treasure, he could even summon the figure of the peak of the Yuanying, which was also the limit of being a magic weapon of the ultimate level.

The spiritual power in Chang'an's body flickered, his eyes showed the color of calculation, and he carefully observed the map of summoning immortals and suppressing demons, not to mention, this album is white on one side for summoning, and black on the other side is for demon suppression, which is really a bit novel.

Under the contemplation, Chang An did not choose to refine immediately, but put it in a storage bag, at this moment, because the murderous aura in the blood moon was too strong, it was not good to condense the essence blood and sacrifice it out of his body for the time being, otherwise it would be easy to cause harm to his body.

Thinking of this, although Chang'an valued the Summoning Immortal Town Demon Diagram in his heart, he also knew which was more important, and now for him, the most important thing was to absorb the murderous aura scattered around him in the spiritual sea under the operation of the Nine Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Techniques, and refine it into a fourth golden pill, hovering above the Dao Foundation.

After muttering a little, he immediately closed his eyes slightly, looked inward, and after passing through the golden gate, Chang'an came to a space full of golden rays. In this golden space with a radius of only 100 meters, there was a person sitting cross-legged, a person who was naked and looked exactly like Chang'an.

This person is also dressed in gold, his half-closed eyes are shining with coldness, and in this quiet space, there are only three round pills of different colors around him. This round pill was full of sharpness, sizzling, and bursts of rich energy spread out from it, making Chang'an couldn't help but rejoice.

The person who seems to have no breath of life is actually the Dao Ji of Chang'an, and the three round pills that revolve around the Dao Ji are the golden pills condensed by spiritual power, death qi, and cold qi. Before breaking through the Jindan Period, all the energy of his dantian spiritual sea existed in the form of a river.

After breaking through the golden pill period, the dantian transformed into a golden overflowing space, and the river transformed into three golden, black, and blue round pills, and these three round pills were all implicated by a golden thread overflowing from the spiritual power golden pill, like a string of pearl bracelets.

Chang'an groaned a little, and immediately attached to the Daoji, the moment the golden eyes opened, the rich blood qi that filled the mountains for hundreds of miles instantly rolled and squirmed, and the roar echoed, and in the thick blood mist, blood-colored droplets immediately fell on Chang'an's body.

And Chang'an's whole person is like a sucking sponge, and the moment the blood-colored water droplets drop on the body, it immediately melts into the flesh and blood.

The blood-colored droplets that condensed into pure energy under the operation of the Tongtian Technique, under the pull of the Dantian Daoji, surged wildly, floating in the three round pills behind the Daoji, and a blood bead the size of a fingernail immediately appeared, which became larger and larger as the blood qi continued to pour in.

Three months later, when Chang'an opened his eyes from the retreat, the blood mist that permeated a radius of hundreds of miles finally disappeared, and after taking a deep breath, he stood up with the sound of thunderbolts echoing in his body.

As soon as he got up, he pinched the magic seal with both hands, slapped it on the ground, and a coffin with a rich corpse gas broke out of the ground, Chang'an immediately let out a muttering spell in his mouth, and after the coffin lid was opened, the evil puppet opened his ruthless bloody eyes violently, looking at the soul of the monk in the blood moon behind Chang'an.

Chang An was silent, glanced at the evil puppet lightly, didn't say a word, bent his fingers, and the screaming soul in the blood moon behind him immediately rushed towards the evil puppet.

The light in the evil puppet's eyes instantly brightened, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and bared his fangs, just swallowing. After the time of three incense sticks, more than 3,000 souls were all devoured by the evil puppet, Chang'an looked at the evil puppet's big belly like a leather ball, and immediately pinched the seal in his hand to replace the evil puppet.

For the evil puppets, those souls that were destroyed by the black lightning were great supplements, and if they wanted to absorb and refine them all, there would be no long time, it was impossible, after all, they were only swallowed, and they also swallowed three incense sticks.

Chang An glanced up at the blood moon slightly, also opened his mouth and swallowed, calmed down, and meditated on his knees again.

A month later, when a more powerful aura echoed in the cave, Chang'an opened his eyes violently, and the black light flashed in his cold eyes, like a black dragon breaking out of the shell, making the whole earth seem to be unable to withstand this coercion, and the ground trembled.

At this moment, in the Chang'an Daoji, there was an extra red round pill, and the burst of the aura of the early stage of the golden pill overflowed from this pill, and when the breath of the other three round pills fused, a huge black phantom suddenly flashed behind Chang'an.

"The Nine Xuanzun Three Divine Heavenly Techniques, the Third Xuantian has been completed, the three Xuantian are one, and the True Venerable Void Body can appear..."

Sensing the powerful aura in his body, the corners of Chang'an's mouth rose slightly, he was confident, even if he didn't use his relentless finger and didn't rely on the fan sword, he would not fall into the inferior class if he Yuanzhong, the sect leader of the Northern Yuan Sect, fought a battle, and even met a real half-step Yuan Infant who had the power to fight.

Although He Yuanzhong said that the breath was the same as that of the half-step Yuanying, but in fact, the real cultivation was still in the late stage of Jindan, if it was not fused with the mountain protection formation method, I am afraid that he could be killed by Chang'an in an instant, of course, if He Yuanzhong was really a half-step Yuanying at that time, Chang'an would not force him to open the mountain protection array and take Ji Yuanbai away.

After a little silence, Chang'an walked out of the cave, looked at the dense fog around him, and his body immediately disappeared in place.

Half a month later, in an inn in a secular town on the edge of Wenguo, a young man with clear eyebrows and a cold expression walked in. This young man is carrying a giant sword, his face is faintly ruthless, and the black eyes in his eyes seem to be able to suck the soul, making people look at it, and they fall into it, unable to extricate themselves, as if there is an indescribable magic power.

This person is none other than Chang'an, who left Taiyou Valley, although after leaving Taiyou Valley, he flew all the way north, and when he crossed the border of Wenguo, he encountered a little trouble, but fortunately, he had tens of thousands of spirit stones, and he was afraid of trouble, so he immediately used a thousand spirit stones to solve the problem of identity, and all the way unimpeded, and came to the small city of Wenguo.

As soon as Chang'an walked in, he attracted a lot of eyes talking to each other.

Under these many eyes, Chang'an's expression was as usual, and he asked Xiao Er, who came to salute him, for a top, and then stepped on the wooden ladder, and under the leadership of Xiao Er, he came to a room on the third floor.

As Xiao'er bowed and retreated and closed the door to leave, Chang'an untied the blood vine on his shoulder, cast a spell and held up the fan sword, and sat cross-legged on the wooden bed with a faint floral fragrance, his eyes flickering and thinking.

He didn't expect that in this secular city, there would be many monks, and in this inn alone, there were more than 30 monks who exuded spiritual power, although they all tried their best to hide, but they were still seen by Chang'an.

Although there are also monk cities, but the forces there are complicated, and they carry a fan sword on their backs, and they are remembered, and there are a lot of troubles, and Chang'an understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, so he decided to take the ordinary road and come to this secular town, but he never thought that in this secular city, there are also monks.

And most of them are still loose cultivators who don't have any identity jade plates, although their strength is around the middle of the foundation building period, but he knows the depth of the immortal cultivation realm, and he still knows that he is carrying a fan sword on his back, and he is so swaggering through the market, I am afraid that he will be noticed.

Thinking of this, Chang An's eyes showed a thoughtful expression, stared at the fan sword, and then calmly condensed, summoned a few pills from the storage bag to increase cultivation and swallowed them in his mouth, and then meditated cross-legged.

After half a month of continuous flying, although Chang'an's face was as usual, but his body and mind were really tired, and this sitting was four hours, knowing that it was getting late, and there was a knocking sound on the door, Chang'an opened his eyes from meditation.

Then he took control of the fan sword, flew to the bed, untied the curtain, covered the fan sword that was stagnant in the air, and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, I saw a tall and thin, smiling shopkeeper, holding a wooden round tray with one hand, on which were placed three-vegetable steamed buns and a pot of wine, which smelled a little fragrant.

"Guest officer, your meal, the old man of our store, tomorrow's birthday, this wine doesn't need money, please use it slowly..."

At Chang'an's signal, the shopkeeper walked into the room, put down the tray, explained to Chang'an, who was puzzled, and then clenched his fists and prepared to leave.

Obviously, the shopkeeper misunderstood Chang'an's meaning, looking at the shopkeeper with a simple look, Chang'an waved his hand to stay, trying not to make his tone appear too indifferent and said: "Little brother, do you know that there is a place to buy piano cases in this city?"

"Piano case?"

The shopkeeper paused, glanced at Chang'an, and subconsciously said, "What the guest officer said, but the case containing the guzheng?"

Seeing Chang'an nodded thoughtfully, the shopkeeper smiled honestly and replied: "Coincidentally, the second uncle is a carpenter who makes the piano box, and has been doing it in the city for thirty years.

As soon as Xiao Er saw that there was business coming to him, he immediately asked Chang'an's request, for fear of missing it, but he happened to ask Chang'an's heart.

"Three feet wide, five feet long, and one foot thick... As for the materials, just plain, and in three days, I'll need it..."

As soon as he heard Chang'an's request to get it in three days, Xiao Er's face couldn't help but look embarrassed, but before this embarrassment appeared, he was immediately pleasantly surprised under a gold ingot in Chang'an's palm.

"This is enough to make the piano case, the excess, it is considered a reward for you, and after three days, you must get it..."

Xiao Er's face was flushed, and he looked excited and assured that he was relieved, and as Xiao Er left, Chang'an looked at the fan sword on the wooden bed, and sighed: "In three days, I will dress you..."