Chapter 392: Dongshan Daoyou

A light green, extremely faint luster flashed, and more than a dozen strangely shaped green seal characters flowed faintly in the indifferent brilliance, and slowly flowed into a female cultivator's forehead with that brilliance.

Every time the green seal text entered the female cultivator's forehead, the female cultivator's brows were slightly wrinkled, and when more than a dozen green seal inscriptions completely entered, the female cultivator's face was even more ugly, and she was slightly pale.

"Dongshan Daoyou! This green seal text entered the mind of the poor Dao...... Why is it so weird, it hurts to have a headache?" The female cultivator opened her mouth to speak, and it was the head of the Xunyan Sect, Fairy Yingzhuo.

This is a rather large secret room, the top and bottom of the secret room are flashing brilliance, and countless runes in the brilliance appear from time to time, which seems to be very strictly prohibited. Just a foot or so opposite Fairy Yingzhuo, a black-brown figure was covered with a black cloak, and the naked eye and divine mind could not see the figure clearly, and the light green brilliance was emitted from the sleeve raised by this figure, and the black lacquered, hairy knuckles that were only three inches long were poking out of the sleeve!

"Yingzhuo Daoyou~ The deity has already told you that the power of the soul is used to practice the spell, and only the incomparably strong can keep the body from harm. The Green Seal Script carries the power of the soul between heaven and earth, although Daoyou is a Yuan Infant Monk, but learning the Green Seal Script will still have an impact on the soul of Daoist friends themselves!" An extremely hoarse voice came from the black cloak, and the words were quite obscure.

"Well, Poor Dao knows, what kind of suffering has Poor Dao not tasted since refining Qi and cultivating to Yuanying?" Fairy Yingzhuo gritted his teeth and said: "What is this little pain? If this spell is as Dongshan Daoist said, it can make Poor Dao step into distraction, and Poor Dao will definitely agree to Daoist's conditions according to the previous agreement!"

"The art of spells is the most unpredictable way in heaven and earth, it comes from the mysterious primeval world, what is a small distraction? If it weren't for the fact that the art of spells has long been lost in the Xiaoyu Continent, how could Yingzhuo Daoist be so distrustful of the poor Dao?" Dongshan Daoist said with a smile: "How about the method of passing on your cultivation to a quick success? With this method, your Xunyan Sect should be able to cultivate a lot of excellent disciples, why worry about the sect not being prosperous?"

"It's good to teach Dongshan Daoist friends to know!" Fairy Yingzhuo smiled bitterly: "Daoyou's method is good, but after all, it is too domineering, and only three disciples survived the first use, although they have cultivated to the tenth level of Qi refining now, and the disciples can be damaged...... It's too much!"

"Hmph, the monks of the Xiaoyu Continent are now only cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind, not the body and the soul, naturally they will not be able to achieve perfection, and many methods are difficult to apply. Let's just focus on cultivating these three disciples first, see what their future is, and then let's make the next step!"

"Okay~ But listen to the orders of Dongshan Daoyou!" "Fairy Yingzhuo smiled: "Please also ask Dongshan Daoyou to solve the green seal text!"

"You let go of the divine thoughts!" Dongshan Daoyou whispered, and then, an extremely strange and awkward syllable came out from under the cloak, and as soon as the syllable was issued, something inexplicable swarmed around it, and it gathered into the syllable like a swarm. As soon as Fairy Yingzhuo's divine thought touched the syllable, it immediately came from a tremor of the bone marrow, and then the syllable turned into a fluctuation with the divine thought and entered the mud pill palace of Fairy Yingzhuo.

"It's amazing!" Fairy Yingzhuo, who was already a Yuan Infant Monk, couldn't help but praise in his heart, where was there still half a point of doubt?

After a long time, Fairy Yingzhuo felt that his three souls and seven spirits were filled with a kind of full satisfaction, so he asked in a low voice: "Dongshan Daoist, please continue!"

Dongshan Daoyou was not in a hurry: "Tomorrow, this green seal script can only be taught once a day, if there are more, it will cause the wrath of heaven and earth!"

"Well, good!" Fairy Yingzhuo nodded, and neither of them spoke again, and the whole quiet room was silent.

Xiao Hua sat in the quiet room provided by the Taiqing Sect, read the green seal inscription in the white bone into his mind, and then looked at the dim white bone, flicked his hand, put it into the space, and put it together with the previous one.

But at this moment, Xiao Hua found that on the white bone, there was a slight flash of thunder, faintly, an extremely dim silver light flashed, and as soon as the second white bone entered the space, there was also a trace of thunder light, surrounding the entire white bone, constantly hitting.

What's even more weird is that these two white bones can't be put together at all, they are placed at a fixed angle in the space, and only thunder light is connected between the two bones!

"This ...... The two white bones are ...... Are they together?" Xiao Hua looked at the strange way of releasing the two white bones, and couldn't help but say secretly, but there are only two white bones, where can I see the clues?

"Listening to Zhu Beibei, her white bones have to be in the Million Mengshan Mountain, it seems that if there is a chance, where else can I go to see, if I can get a complete skeleton, what strange phenomena will happen?"

Xiao Hua just thought about it, Million Mengshan was indeed too far away from him, and he wouldn't think about it until he built a foundation or even Jindan, and now he had to think about how to participate in the Yuxian Conference!

"What do those two sword cultivators want to exchange?" Xiao Hua thought of what Gen Qing said when he left.

"Hmph, what else could it be? Isn't it a six-thousand-year-old Xuanyin Spirit Grass? But I haven't even heard of this Xuanyin Spirit Grass, how can it be in the storage bag of this Changbai Sect?"

"Well, since I have all the Ling Yicao that Master wants, maybe there can be Xuanyin Spirit Grass among those rare and unknown spirit grasses?" Xiao Hua groaned, his top priority was to know the appearance of Xuanyin Spirit Grass in order to know whether he could survive in the space.

Subsequently, Xiao Hua took a Juyuan Pill and closed his eyes to cultivate.

The next day's competition, although it was also very intense, but perhaps because of Liao Zhouquan and Genqing's warning, there was obviously no tragedy on the first day between the disciples of Changbai Sect and Yulei Sect, Xiao Hua also had a bye, the first opponent was a disciple of Changbai Sect, and the disciple of Changbai Sect was obviously inferior to Fan Tong yesterday, and he must have known that Fan Tong was killed in Xiao Hua's hands, and he was only willing to make a promise before he started, if he didn't care about Changbai Sect's face, I am afraid that he would have abandoned his weapons and surrendered a long time ago.

"Alas, such disciples...... Even if he has cultivated to the peak of the twelfth layer of qi refining, how can he build a foundation?" Xiao Hua sighed in his heart, he looked like a senior teacher! Alas, he didn't even want to think about it, how was his cultivation? A monk in the early stage of the twelfth layer of qi refining! In the late stage of the twelfth layer of qi refining, it is very likely that the disciple who will build the foundation tomorrow will have no reason to fight with you! In particular, the consequence of the fight is very likely to be his own martyrdom! Although the Feather Immortal Conference is here to find the opportunity to build the foundation, he knows that the consequence of the fight will inevitably be the death of the Dao, and anyone will be weak!

Since the disciples of the Changbai Sect have the intention of compromise, then Xiao Hua has no opinion, the two of them are arguing indiscriminately for a while, and as soon as the time limit for half a pillar of incense is up, without waiting for Xiao Hua to speak, the disciples of the Changbai Sect actually escaped from the phantom array first as soon as they urged their mana!

"No, the master is still thinking about going out!" Xiao Hua was speechless, flew out of the phantom array, and fought his shoulders twice, wanting others to see his pride, no, with the cultivation of the early stage of the twelfth layer of qi refining, the monks in the later stage were forced to escape from the phantom array first, Xiao Hua This is above the Feather Immortal Conference, and it is still the first time since ancient times! Unfortunately, in the entire square, two or two disciples in each phantom array are fighting hard, and the disciples who have a bye are also seizing the time to recuperate, who will look at him?

As for the next two rounds of fighting, it is also boring, these two are the disciples of Xuantian Sect and Taiqing Sect, although the cultivation is not bad, but the power of the magic weapon is insufficient, similar to Xiao Hua's spirit crow fire net, Xiao Hua only sacrificed the dust to defend himself, and he can be equal to them, and Xiao Hua did not dare to do anything to create a "foundation building" this time, and as soon as the time limit for the half-pillar incense was reached, he urged the magic card to get out of the phantom array.

What Xiao Hua didn't know was that his figure had just disappeared from the phantom array, and his two opponents also let out a long breath, and their faces showed a relaxed look!

Xiao Hua and Fan Tong made a real move yesterday, the disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect in other groups may not know that the group of disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect is what many disciples have heard, Xiao Hua and other fierce people can actually kill the disciples holding the fragments of the magic weapon, and ...... It was killed under the condition that the disciple could urge the magic card to escape at will, who would dare to take it lightly?

The second day's competition passed in this turbulent situation, and the situation seemed to be out of control in the next few days, not to mention that the forbearance of the disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect and the Changbai Sect gradually broke out, and the warnings of Gen Qing and Liao Zhouquan were gradually left behind by everyone, not to mention the Xuantian Sect, The disciples of the two factions of the Taiqing Sect, as well as the disciples of other sects who gradually joined later, and the disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect and the Changbai Sect also fought with each other, and no one under them was no longer tolerant, just to say that with the passage of time, there were two disciples of the other groups who successfully built the foundation, not only the disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect, but also the disciples of all the other sects were also anxious, and it seemed that there was a feeling that time was not waiting for me, and every time in the struggle, life and death were put aside, even with Xiao Hua's means, it was extremely embarrassing.

On the evening of this day, the brilliance on a phantom array flashed, and Xiao Hua's hair was a little scattered from the phantom array, and he scolded while flying: "***, the master can't build a foundation, and I'm fighting with you!

Xiao Hua ...... You must not go!" As he was scolding, a plain-clothed female cultivator rushed out of the phantom array with anger on her face, holding a sharp sword in her hand.

"Fan Qiao'er Fan Daoyou, the fight has escaped from the phantom array, this time it is naturally you who won, even if this is in your Taiqing Sect, you don't have to be so deceitful, right?" Xiao Hua muttered, his figure falling to the ground.

"You obviously cultivate to a deep ...... Why don't you ......" Fan Qiao'er saw that she couldn't do anything, so she had to put away her sword, and she was unhappy!

"What's the matter, but you want to kill you in the poor way, are you willing?" Xiao Hua asked with a cold face.

"Why do I hate to die at dawn and night......? Alas......" Fan Qiao'er glanced at Xiao Hua and turned to leave.