Chapter 13: Danger

It was almost noon, and the demon pill disappeared in Uncle Huhe's hands, and he let out a long breath and stood up from the stone bed.

Uncle Tiger and with a wave of his arms, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and there was no doubt that his cultivation had improved by one level in one day and one night.

"It's so rebellious. Uncle Tiger said to the deity.

Murong Linzhi nodded, his face was full of joy, and the demon pill did not disappoint him. Murong Lin Zhi estimated that one demon pill was equivalent to the spiritual power of a hundred Guyuan pills, and there was no side effect on the body.

It's just that an ordinary Qi cultivator can raise his cultivation to one level with ten Gu Yuan Pills, and one hundred Gu Yuan Dan can make Qi Cultivation Cultivators reach the peak of the ninth layer of Qi Training.

However, this demon pill, which is equivalent to a hundred Gu Yuan Dan, only allowed Uncle Huhe's cultivation to improve by one level, and only then did he reach the peak of the second layer of Qi training.

"If an ordinary Qi cultivator devours the Demon Pill, what will happen to him in one day and one night?" Murong Lin Zhi thought about this question in his heart for only a moment, and immediately had a result: "He will definitely explode and die." ”

One Gu Yuan Dan can be absorbed by ordinary monks in a month, and a hundred Gu Yuan Dan can take more than eight years to devour it all day and night, which seems to be a fantasy for them.

However, Uncle Tiger did it, this is Murong Linzhi's pride, but unfortunately this pride can't be known to others.

"Give others to practice, the demon pill has to be melted into water and dilute the spiritual power before it can be used. ”

As soon as Murong Lin Zhi thought of this, his face was full of Scrooge's smile, "Get rich, get rich." ”

A demon pill, equivalent to hundreds of Guyuan pills, diluted with water, how much water he wants to mix to make elixirs of different concentrations, the more Murong Lin Zhi thinks about it, the happier he becomes.

Looking at Uncle Hu and again, the smile on Murong Linzhi's face was even bigger.

Uncle Tiger and Xiuwei reached the second level of Qi training, and two yellow golden threads appeared in his soul, which meant that he had two more loyal followers.

Thinking of this, Murong Lin Zhi would spend his dreams in laughter, if the doppelganger and the followers of the clone were all under unified command, the power would be even stronger.

Three years later, the beast tide is not individual heroism, but collective strength, the cultivation of the children of the Murong family is still in the day after tomorrow, and they begin to choose their own followers, and it is the individual who gathers his own strength.

If the clone can't command in a unified manner, his strength will be greatly reduced in battle, and the smile on Murong Lin Zhi's face will immediately retract, the sooner this problem is solved, the more he will benefit from the beast tide, and the greater the chance of survival.

Murong Lin Zhi thought for a while, but still had no answer, he took out a spirit stone, held it in his hand, and prepared to practice.

"If the main soul separates from the spiritual sense and lands on a certain clone, then this doppelganger will not become the leader. Murong Lin Zhi meditated for several days, and at this moment, his inspiration was suddenly triggered.

There is no disputing that the main soul can control the clone, but Murong Lin Zhi will never put the main soul on the battlefield.

The battlefield of the main soul is the rear, which is to practice the evil qi of the demon elixir and make it into a spiritual elixir to supply the monks in battle;

However, if the main soul is able to separate its own spiritual consciousness and descend on a certain clone, it should be able to make this clone replace the main soul and command other clones to fight bravely on the battlefield.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Murong Linzhi's spiritual sense is still very weak, not to mention separating from the soul, even if it is three meters in front of him, it is difficult to do it.

"Being weak doesn't mean you can't be strong. Murong Lin thought of the Rebellion against Heaven who practiced the Soul Chaos Technique, and remembered the soul splitting again and again, and infinite battle qi rose in his heart.

Murong Lin gritted his teeth, causing the Soul Cultivation Chaos Technique to run at a high speed, and the blood in the veins was immediately like a surging river, surging.

The spiritual power of the palm spirit stone is absorbed by the body, quickly enters the blood, and rushes with the blood to the sea of knowledge.

Murong Lin's body temperature rose rapidly, a layer of mist appeared all over his body, and the entire room turned into a steaming furnace in an instant.

The aura enters the sea of knowledge, blends into the soul, and the soul grows step by step.

Murong Lin gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, mobilized the soul in the sea of knowledge, and smashed it fiercely against the spirit wall of the sea of knowledge regardless of everything.

With a "bang", the spiritual wall of Zhihai was knocked into a depression of three feet, and countless small cracks appeared on the spiritual wall.

Murong Lin's body trembled, two rows of teeth bit his lips, and blood continued to ooze from between his teeth.

Murong Lin Zhi only felt that the world was spinning, and the sweat holes all over his body seemed to be pierced by hundreds of millions of needles, and every bone on his body seemed to be gnawed by thousands of ants.

Murong Lin Zhi snorted softly, and the spiritual sense began to observe the sea of knowledge and the injured soul.

At this time, the soul broke away from the spiritual wall of the sea of consciousness, and in the blink of an eye, the spiritual wall and the soul returned to normal.

"Come again. Murong Lin Zhi didn't stop resting, and his soul hit the Spirit Wall of the Sea for the second time.

With a "bang", the pain was still there, and Murong Lin's body began to become numb.

"Come again. "Bang" ......

Again and again, Murong Lin Zhi couldn't remember how many times he had been hit, he only knew that the spirit stone in the palm of his hand had turned into a cloud of white gray powder.

Uncle Tiger looked at him with a strange gaze, Murong Lin Zhi smiled at him, and then, he took out a spirit stone from the ring.

At the same time, Murong Lin Zhi looked at his soul, and he found that the soul of the deity that had absorbed a spirit stone was not as strong as before, but even smaller than before.

Just now, the soul occupies half of the sea of knowledge, and now, the soul is only half of the half of the sea of knowledge. However, his soul was more condensed than before, and the most important thing was that the control range of his spiritual sense had expanded by ten meters.

"Come again. Murong Lin was overjoyed in his heart, continued to absorb the spiritual power of the spirit stone, and let the soul hit the sea of knowledge, making the soul strong.

The pain did not abate, and Murong Lin Zhi, as always, let his soul hit the spiritual wall of the sea of knowledge.

After a spirit stone turned into ash, Murong Linzhi's soul shrank by half again.

Murong Lin Zhi didn't stop hitting just because his soul became smaller, because he found that the smaller soul was stronger than before.

Two more spirit stones turned into dust, and his soul did not continue to grow smaller this time, but recovered halfway.

However, a few days ago, four spirit stones could be used for a soul split, but now, if you want to split your soul into two, you need to absorb at least twenty spirit stones' spiritual power.

And with the strength of the Spirit Wall of the Sea of Knowledge, this number will become larger. But Murong Lin Zhi disdained this, there were nearly 100,000 spirit stones, what he needed was his continuous strength, no matter how strong he was.

Seeing that Murong Lin Zhi was practicing hard, he stopped cultivating, and it only took him less than five days to break through to the second layer of innate qi cultivation.

Now, he is not cultivating to break through again, but to precipitate, and precipitation requires constant fighting, precipitation in battle, and comprehension in battle.

Murong Lin Zhi has mastered fifteen kinds of spiritual techniques, except for the soul chaos technique that cannot be practiced, the other fourteen kinds of spiritual arts, Uncle Hu has already mastered it.

However, if the spiritual light is not proficient, it has to be turned into an instinct, then it has to be subtle, it has to reach perfection, but in this way, it has to fight.

At this moment, Uncle Tiger and he can't fight yet, the deity is practicing, and he must stay to protect the deity.

At this time, the purple wood on Murong Linzhi's chest moved, and Uncle Hu knew that the fourth soul had awakened, and he had to give up his new life.

Uncle Tiger came to Murong Lin Zhi, took off the purple wood on his chest, and took the ring on Murong Lin Zhi's body.

After taking out the stone coffin from the ring first, injecting spiritual power, and making the coffin bigger, Uncle Tiger took out the body of a comrade-in-arms from the coffin.

The corpse was placed on the stone bed, and Uncle Tiger and he put the purple wood beside the corpse.

A white light flew out of the purple sheath, hidden in the corpse, and the seizure began.

The fourth doppelganger seized the body very smoothly, there was no soul in the corpse, and the fourth doppelganger quickly occupied the body, and the seizure was successful.

Seeing the eager gaze of the fourth doppelganger, Uncle Tiger spread his hands and said, "Ji Xiang, there is no Zhuji Dan for the deity, you have to wait." ”

"Third child, this is not fair, you have been congenitally cultivating qi at the second level, and you let me wait at the peak of the day after tomorrow. The fourth doppelganger, Ji Xiang, pretended to be unhappy and said with his mouth cocked.

"Since you know that Hu is born in the second layer, and he still complains in front of Hu, isn't he going to be beaten? Uncle Tiger and feigned raising their fists and waving at Ji Xiang.

"Don't ...... Don't, the third child, they are born from the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other. Ji Xiang shouted.

The two then laughed.

"I don't know what Murong Lin Feng brought me? The two of them spoke in unison, then glanced at each other, and said with a wry smile: "It would be nice if there was Tsukidan." ”

However, Murong Lin Feng, who was far away in the county town, would not be so obedient.

The morgue became quiet again, and Uncle Tiger put the stone coffin back into the ring and took out a spirit stone from it.

If you can't go out to fight, then stay indoors and practice.

Ji Xiang was helpless, he didn't break through the innate with Zhuji Dan, and he could only watch the deity and Uncle Tiger practice with the spirit stone.

Ji Xiang just took the house, and his cultivation was only the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, and he couldn't use spirit stones to cultivate, and mortals couldn't use spirit stones to cultivate, except for Murong Lin Zhi, a pervert.

Murong Lin used the spirit stone to cultivate, it should be because of the reason for practicing the soul chaos technique, the aura in the spirit stone was not turned into spiritual power, but turned into soul power, making his soul stronger.

Ji Xiang didn't try to practice with spirit stones at all, the ancestors of Yunjun proved this conclusion with facts, mortals practice with spirit stones, and there is only one result, that is, the body explodes and disappears.

If you can't use spiritual stones to improve your cultivation, then practice spiritual skills to improve your combat effectiveness, fourteen sets of spiritual techniques, and Ji Xiang has to practice them one by one.

In the room, the three of them practiced separately and did not interfere with each other. However, the calm was shattered at this moment.

There was a loud "boom", the ground shook, the entire corpse room was shaking, and the three of them opened their eyes at the same time.

"Click...... Click. The sound of messy footsteps sounded, and Murong Linzhi felt a frightened scream.

At this time, An Dahai came at a gallop and rushed into the door in a panic without Cui Dazhuang informing Murong Lin Zhi.

"Young Master, let's go. An Dahai said breathlessly.

He waited for Murong Lin to respond, and hurriedly added: "Danger, young master, you have to transfer." ”