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Chapter 372 The Way to Dispel the True Evil Qi (Part [-])
"Of course, there are no absolutes in the world. I heard that there have been monsters in the transformation period in other sea areas, but the coral sea area has been developed for thousands of years, and it has been safe and sound. Here, those who have to be careful are those cultivators. There is still a guarantee of safety, and it is not necessarily the case when you go out of Fangshi, and there is a possibility of falling when a monk in the alchemy stage goes out."

Li Xin said unhurriedly, with a stern tone.

He took Wang Mingren and others around Fangshi and gave them a detailed introduction to Fangshi.

Wang Mingren noticed that all the pills in Fangshi were made from demon pills.

"Brother Li, are all the disciples of this sect in Lingbiefang City?"

Wang Mingren asked casually.

"That's not true. Strictly speaking, Lingbie Island is a sub-rudder of our Taiyi Immortal Sect, and there are various halls below. These halls are distributed in other squares, but the new disciples are usually patrolling the squares. Familiar with the situation, according to the strength of your ability, you can either be dispatched to other halls or stay in Lingbiefang City."

Hearing this, Wang Mingren and others were secretly surprised. It seems that the sect has invested a lot in South China Sea.

After walking around in Fangshi, Li Xin took them back to Taiyi Palace.

On the second day, Mo Yishan sent people to arrange tasks for the new disciples. Wang Mingren patrolled with his fellow disciples. He patrolled for one year and rested for two years. He patrolled for four hours a day. The tasks were simple and did not affect his cultivation.

A team of ten Foundation Establishment monks, two hours in the morning and two hours in the evening, led by Li Xin.

In this way, Wang Mingren settled down on Lingbie Island.

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There is no time to cultivate immortality, and five years have passed quickly.

Wei State, Wangjiabao.

In a secret room, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a futon, his eyes closed, his body surface was covered by a large blue light, his face was distorted, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

After a while, the blue light on his body dissipated, and he opened his eyes, with a quick flash of light in them.

He let out a long breath, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After 12 years of retreat and practice, he used up all the Xuanbing cold water, and he was promoted to two small realms, and entered the eighth floor of foundation building.

From the sixth floor to the eighth floor, it took more than 20 years, and most of the time was spent on handling chores. If he had devoted himself to cultivation, he would have been promoted to the eighth floor.

Although there are many foundation-building monks in the Wang family, their cultivation bases are generally not high. On the one hand, they are the resources for cultivating immortals, but more importantly, they are skills.

Wang Changsheng has already cultivated to the eighth level of foundation building, and he is about to prepare for the formation of alchemy.

Kui Yuan Zhen Sha can improve his physique and speed up his cultivation speed. The sensitivity of his water spirit root has reached [-]. With the addition of the earth grade skills, his cultivation speed is not slower than that of the double spirit root.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages. On the one hand, Kui Yuan Zhen Sha improved his physique, on the other hand, Kui Yuan Zhen Sha continued to wreak havoc on his physical body. If he hadn't practiced body cultivation techniques, his physical body would have been strong already, and his physical body would have been Ruined by the evil spirit.

Even though his physical body is relatively strong, if he lets the true evil spirit go, it will be a serious disaster sooner or later.

He has to solve the side effects brought by the true evil spirit. There are many methods, such as treasures or special elixir. These methods can certainly resolve the side effects caused by the true evil spirit. Relatively, it may restore his physique to the original appearance.

Among the monks of the same level, Wang Changsheng's cultivation speed is relatively fast. He knows very well that the reasons why he can cultivate so fast are firstly the ground grade skills; One must.

Wang Changping is a disciple of Bailingmen. Although he cannot copy the exercises collected by Bailingmen to the Wang family, Wang Changping can tell Wang Changsheng about other classics.

In the early years, Wang Changsheng asked Wang Changping to look up the classics about the real evil spirit. Bailingmen has collected many classics, and there are many classics about the real evil spirit.

There is a way to resolve the side effects of the true evil spirit while retaining the efficacy of the true evil spirit, and that is to guide the heavenly gang energy.

Tiangang and Disha, one yang and one yin, in the ancient times, the human race was relatively weak, and there were not many methods of building foundations. The most common method was to use the Qi of the Earth to build a foundation.

The qi of earth evil belongs to yin, and the qi of Tiangang belongs to yang. Yin and yang alternate, and the true essence of immortal practitioners can solidify and form pills.

The troublesome thing is that the evil spirit of the earth generally exists underground, while the energy of the heavenly gang is in the sky. The ancient monks either arranged formations to guide the air of the heavenly gang, or used treasures, or the great monks used great supernatural powers.

The formation that can attract the Qi of the Heavenly Gang is at least a third-order formation. The Wang family can't arrange it. The Wang family doesn't know any great monks, and they don't have the ability to ask the big monks to help. One, there may be a treasure in this regard.

He had to make a trip to the Taiyi Immortal Gate, but if it didn't work, he could only find other ways to form alchemy.

He has been in seclusion for 12 years, and he doesn't know if Wang Ruyan has left the seclusion.

Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingzhi and Wang Qingyang were drinking tea and chatting in the stone pavilion, Wang Qingzhi frowned.

"Big sister, father and mother love you the most, why don't you go and send a sound transmission talisman to father and mother?"

Wang Qingqing glared at him, and reprimanded: "Nonsense, before the retreat, my parents specifically said that no major incidents happened in the clan, so they should not disturb their cultivation. If it affects their cultivation, are you happy to go? I know you want to go." Get married to her early, but you have to keep your parents' safety in mind."

Immortal cultivators practice in closed doors, and outside interference is strictly prohibited. If one is not careful, something goes wrong in the practice, and the practice may go backwards.

Wang Qingzhi frowned and said: "Sister, don't get me wrong, I'm not thinking of myself, my grandparents are running out of life, and my aunt has also visited, they only have a few years of life left, I am I want to get married early so that they can have a great-grandson, they have been thinking about having a great-grandson, and the four generations live together."

Wang Qingqing frowned, and was caught in a dilemma. Sending the sound transmission talisman to parents might affect their cultivation. If they don't give them the sound transmission talisman, if they stay out of the customs for a long time, grandparents will pass away with regret.

In order to see her grandparents die, she has rushed back to the family, planning to accompany her grandparents through the last few years.

"You three siblings, what are you talking about!"

Wang Changsheng's voice suddenly sounded, and he walked towards them.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, the faces of Wang Qingqing and the three of them coincided with joy.

"Father, are you out of customs? Mother! Has she also out of customs?"

Wang Qingyang looked at Wang Changsheng curiously, it was the first time he saw his father.

"Your mother is still retreating, is he?"

Wang Changsheng's eyes fell on Wang Qingyang. Before the retreat, the two sons were still young. He didn't know which son it was, and he didn't know his name. After 12 years of retreat, how could he recognize it.

"Father, he is the seventeenth brother. Your youngest son, Wang Qingyang, has no spiritual roots and has already been sent to secular life."

Wang Qingqing replied truthfully.

　The third is better soon
　
(End of this chapter)