Holding the dusty and inconspicuous wide silver pestle, Xue Wenrui liked it more and more when he looked at it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he just doesn't like to show off, but this magic weapon is just in line with his character.

This wide silver pestle does not need to be probed by divine thoughts, and it looks like a low-grade magic weapon, and after he refines it, it is no longer the divine thoughts of other monks that can enter at will. It's like a box, anyone could see it before there was no owner, but now it's his box, and the key is in his hand, so others can't open it at will to check what is inside.

For the sake of insurance, Xue Wenrui put a layer of prohibition on the outside of the wide silver pestle, completely covering up the magic aura of the wide silver pestle. In this way, the monks below the foundation realm could not see anything at all, and in their eyes, this was the iron pestle used by mortal monks.

"I don't know how powerful it is?" Xue Wenrui swept the pestle stick in his hand, came to a huge stone that was one zhang high and three zhang wide, and held his breath, and the slightest trace of flesh and blood gathered in the Haotian meridian and injected into the pestle in his hand, and the pestle suddenly became more than three times larger.

After careful consideration, Xue Wenrui decided to call this special meridian that Haotian brought to him "Haotian Meridian" to show the difference.

Xue Wenrui looked at the pestle that had become much thicker, and a sense of powerful power spontaneously appeared, "This is the best magic weapon of the body refiner! It is really extraordinary, but I don't know if the high-level demon beasts in the mountains can also use weapons, if they can, their strength will definitely be greatly improved." ”

"Hey!" Xue Wenrui jumped up high, and with a move to "split Huashan", the thick pestle stick at the mouth of the bowl smashed the stone. "Bang", the stone is like tofu, splashing around, and there is no trace of it in an instant, leaving only a two-foot-deep hole in the ground.

The corners of Xue Wenrui's mouth curled slightly, this blow should be comparable to that of a late-stage cultivator of the Spiritual Liquid Realm, if he exerts it with all his might, it is estimated that he can compete with the Great Perfection Monk of the Spiritual Liquid Realm: "Haha! It is worthy of being a superb magic weapon, which can amplify the strength a hundred times." He only has a ninth-level cultivation of Mu Luohan, and it is estimated that he can only exert the power of the best magic weapon, if he is promoted to the Iron Arhat, he is afraid that he will not be able to fight in the face of a fourth-level demon beast. ”

Xue Wenrui was very satisfied with the power of the wide silver pestle, with this magic weapon, he could enter the Ningtai Mountain Range and show himself as a body refiner, and the Tree of the Spirit Sea and the Tree of Divine Thoughts could become a hidden means and a life-saving move. Moreover, the body refiner is already mysterious, which can also make it more difficult for other monks to figure out.

Choosing to show people with a refining body is also Xue Wenrui's helpless choice, the Tree of Divine Thoughts is not enough, he definitely can't take it out, if he accidentally leaks it, he will definitely be regarded as a demon, and a hundred lives are not enough to be killed.

And his spiritual power is too pure, and it is easy to make people reverie. Each series of spells can exert the qualifications of the best spiritual root, which is too rebellious. Every monk has a deep understanding of his own attributes, and with a little attention, he can distinguish between good and bad spiritual roots.

If he is discovered by other monks, he will be in constant trouble, becoming a commodity coveted by others, or the target of the Tsukiji monks' failure to break through the knot.

In addition, Xue Wenrui also discovered a strange thing about "Haotian Arhat Jue", he originally thought that since this law was studied by Fang Haotian from the demon beast, devouring the flesh and blood of the demon beast could also improve his cultivation, and after cultivation, he would inevitably be like a demon beast, with a demonic aura on his body.

But after these days of observation, he found that he did not breed demonic energy in his body. Now that he understood the word "Arhat" in the name of the Fa Decision, it seemed that Fang Haotian must have also adopted some of the Buddha's cultivation methods. Buddhist cultivation also needs to have spiritual roots, and it also needs to absorb spiritual power into the body, and Fang Haotian can't cultivate.

Now it seems that Fang Haotian, before studying the demon corpse, must have studied the monk's cultivation method and the Buddha's cultivation method, it should be a collection of demon cultivators, human race monks and Buddhist cultivators, combined with the mortal body, to create a unique method of refining the body. What a great feat it is to create a method that allows all mortals to cultivate and attain immortality. Xue Wenrui couldn't help but have a deep respect for this Fang Haotian.

After making up his mind, Xue Wenrui tidied up his body again and changed his robe, but unfortunately he didn't have a robe on his body, so he had to take a mortal robe and wear it.

He also took out the shadow breath pendant, and also marked it with heavy prohibitions, and the prohibition level of the master of ten thousand talismans was exerted, and even if he built the foundation, he couldn't feel the breath of his magic weapon. In order to avoid being seen, he also hung the shadow under his clothes.

In Tongshui City, many Spirit Crystal Realm cultivators discovered the fact that he was hiding his cultivation by sensing the aura of the shadow breath. Xue Wenrui naturally discovered this problem a long time ago, but at that time, he was not afraid that the other party would know that he was a monk, but he just made the other party unable to determine the depth of his cultivation. Now, he wants to completely hide his cultivation, so naturally he can't let other monks know that he has this magic weapon on his body.

Moreover, when he was in Tongshui City, he brought the shadow breath pendant, which could only prevent the monks below the foundation from probing his cultivation. Now, his spiritual cultivation has broken through to the early stage of the Spiritual Liquid Realm, and he can exert the greater power of the Shadow Breath Pei, even if he is a foundation building monk, he can't sense his cultivation.

After confirming that nothing was missing, Xue Wenrui raised his feet and walked towards the town.

From afar, Xue Wenrui saw a huge stone gate in front of the town, and the plaque of the stone gate had three big characters on it: "Xinlu Town".

Behind the stone gate, there is a straight and wide street that leads to the square in the middle of the town. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the monks come and go in twos and threes, which is quite lively.

When Xue Wenrui entered the town, he attracted the attention of the monks. A few of the monks glanced at him and turned their heads away, while many more stared at him with curiosity, and a few looked Xue Wenrui up and down with greedy eyes, as if trying to find something of value out of him.

Xue Wenrui is indeed noticeable, he is twelve or thirteen years old, dressed as a monk, and there is no trace of aura on his body, but he appeared on the periphery of the Ningtai Mountain Range.

Xue Wenrui turned a blind eye to these gazes, he held a wide silver pestle in one hand, stood on his chest with one palm in the other, strode with his head held high, and walked straight towards the square in the middle of the town. He would also pause slightly and wave his palm to show his goodwill to individual monks who were smiling kindly.

Buddhist cultivation was once popular in the world of cultivating immortals, but that was all history, and I am afraid that none of these monks in Xinlu Town had really seen it. Therefore, everywhere Xue Wenrui passed, all kinds of whispers were endless. With his powerful divine thoughts, these words naturally fell in his ears word for word, but he acted as if he hadn't heard them.

The square of Xinlu Town is very wide, with two or three hundred zhang. There were monks selling all kinds of monster materials in the square, and there were also monks gathering in twos and threes to discuss things.

Xue Wenrui's arrival naturally attracted everyone's attention, and there was a brief silence in the square, all eyes fell on him, and there were many divine thoughts surrounding his body.

The silence lasted for a dozen breaths, and then everyone turned back and continued what they had just done. Only a male cultivator about twenty-five or sixteen years old hesitated for a long time before trotting towards Xue Wenrui.

Xue Wenrui sensed it with his divine thoughts, and this monk's cultivation was in the middle of the Spiritual Liquid Realm.

"This Zen master! Hu Jinpeng is so polite!" the monk waved his hands, very polite. He understood that although the other party's appearance was very young, there were various situations in the immortal cultivation world, and a young cultivator might mean that the other party was talented and promising.

"Dao Chang is polite, the poor monk has seen Dao Chang Hu in the void!" Xue Wenrui exerted his strength slightly, silently, and inserted the wide silver pestle into the stone on the ground, then folded his hands and bent down to return the salute.

When Hu Jinpeng's eyes lit up when he saw Xue Wenrui's move, this monk really had some strength, and he really came to the right place. The smile on his face suddenly became a little thicker: "The Void Zen Master is here to hunt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Jinpeng seemed to realize that monks don't like to kill, and hurriedly said: "Killing demons and demons is a righteous thing, and Poor Dao definitely has no intention of offending!"

Xue Wenrui touched his head, and secretly shouted in his heart, "Mistake! Mistake!" He really didn't think about this stubble, if he was a monk, wouldn't he even be able to kill demon beasts, not to mention that he still had to eat the meat of demon beasts, if he was seen by other monks, this face would be embarrassing.

"The Taoist chief is right, the poor monk just can't bear those demon beasts to kill living beings, so he came here to surpass them. Xue Wenrui said seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hu Jinpeng smiled, "The Void Zen Master is very angry, it must be the first time to come to Xinlu Town, right? Why don't you be a guide for Hu?"

Xue Wenrui's thoughts surrounded Hu Jinpeng as if he were nothing, carefully feeling his state of mind when he spoke. Whether it is a mortal or a monk, when lying, the beating of the heart will increase slightly, and the mind will also tremble slightly. Back then, Ram Qisi used this trick to determine whether he was lying, and he naturally learned it.

Although this trick is not effective against that kind of traitor, it is still very effective for ordinary monks. For example, on the opposite side of Hu Jinpeng, Xue Wenrui did not feel any malice on him.

"Then there is Chief Lao Hu!" Xue Wenrui bowed his head and thanked him.

Hu Jinpeng was very happy, quickly stepped aside, and said, "Zen master, please!"

Xue Wenrui was also not polite, took a step forward, and asked, "I don't know when this Xinlu Town was built, and which sect is in the hands of it now?"