Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

The old man was very happy.

It is really unbelievable that Qin Feng, who has mixed spiritual roots, has successfully entered the Dao, while Cao Yu, who has heavenly spiritual roots, has still reached the Pure Soul Perfection.

He has stayed in this realm for eight or nine years.

At the beginning, both of them practiced the "Fire Power". Qin Feng took five days to get started, while Cao Yu only took one hour to successfully run the nine Zhoutian.

Afterwards, when Qin Feng only had the third or fourth level of Qi training, Cao Yu had already reached the level of marrow washing. The difference between their practice is as great as heaven and earth.

However, not long after Cao Yu broke through the marrow cleansing stage, he went with others to explore the secret realm, and then returned with serious injuries. His subsequent cultivation began to be greatly affected. After stumbling to the perfection of the soul purification, he failed to break through.

Five years ago, in the blood sacrifice competition, he was injured and dying again.

After being saved with great difficulty, he encountered some problems again, and his cultivation level did not improve but regressed, and once fell to the fifth level of soul purification.

Therefore, Cao Yu's mentality collapsed, and he began to abandon himself. He drank and had fun all day, indulged in women, and lost his former charm.

Qin Feng heard from Li Yinqiu that Master Xuanyin was very disappointed with Cao Yu now, and even said that it would be better for him to die in the Falling Demon Valley...

When Qin Feng said goodbye to Li Xiaoshan and prepared to go down the mountain to practice the "Hell Fire Art", Cao Yu suddenly stumbled and chased after him, and glanced at Qin Feng drunkenly:

"You are a waste with mixed spiritual roots, and you have the nerve to ask the senior brother for the "Hell Fire Art"? It's really... outrageous, I will teach you what the world is like in the next few days!"

As he said, he used a poisonous fire palm, sparks flew, and hit Qin Feng's head.

Looking at Cao Yu's flaws, Qin Feng just felt funny.

He stood still, then stretched out his hand and pointed forward lightly, and Cao Yu fell to the ground instantly.

"You...you!"

Cao Yu was shocked, obviously he had never expected that he would be easily defeated by Qin Feng, a "waste".

Qin Feng was not willing to give up. He stepped on Cao Yu's cheek and said with a smile:

"Brother Cao, Brother Cao, you can't even take one of my moves now. Who is the loser between us?"

"Don't hang around in front of me anymore, or I will definitely cut your meridians!"

After that, he floated down the mountain.

"Ah!"

Cao Yu suffered such a great humiliation and became furious like crazy...

Although "Underworld Fire Art" and "Fire Power" are one yin and one yang, they are also of the same origin. With a solid foundation, it is not difficult to understand.

When Qin Feng practiced "Fire Power" before, he often practiced under the scorching sun.

Now he has specially opened a dark and humid underground secret room to study the basic skills of "Underworld Fire Art" with his eyes closed.

To practice this technique, the first thing to do is to refine a stream of Yin Fire in the various acupoints of the heart, merge it into the internal breath, and interact with the Yang Fire generated when practicing the "Fire Power", and gradually form the Mysterious Fire.

When the Mysterious Fire in the body accumulates to a certain level, it can be used to condense the Netherworld Golden Pill.

At that time, Qin Feng can practice the "Netherworld Record", one of the three major sect-defining techniques of the sect...

Time passed slowly, and Qin Feng's cultivation was also improving little by little.

On this day, he went out of retreat to Xunxianfang and came to the Fuqizong store, intending to buy a flying sword to realize the flying sword he had been thinking about for a long time.

However, after wandering in the store for a long time, Qin Feng still didn't pick a good sword he liked.

Qin Feng was not satisfied with the quality of moderately priced ones,

and the flying swords of excellent quality were ridiculously expensive, and Qin Feng couldn't afford them even if he spent everything.

So in the end, Qin Feng still walked out of the Fuqi Sect empty-handed.

The sword-controlling technique of the Nether Ghost Sect requires the consumption of blood and essence to refine the flying sword. When the person and the sword are damaged, they will be damaged together. Generally, they will be held for a long time.

Therefore, Qin Feng did not want to lower the standard and bought a flying sword of slightly inferior quality to make up for it temporarily.

Just now in the store, he also saw his acquaintance Shen Sanniang, who was selling some talisman paper to the Fuqi Sect at a relatively low price.

Now, whenever Shen Sanniang sets up a stall, people often go to make trouble and frame her for this or that, making her miserable...

Soon after Qin Feng left the Fuqi Sect, Shen Sanniang caught up with him and secretly took him to an alley.

"Just now I heard that you wanted to buy a flying sword but couldn't? I know where a good sword is hidden!"

Qin Feng looked at Shen Sanniang suspiciously.

"We are friends, don't lie to me."

It's not that Qin Feng looks down on people

After all, Shen Sanniang is only at the ninth level of Marrow Cleansing. If she is saying that there is a good sword hidden in such and such a big sect, that would be funny.

Shen Sanniang said angrily:

"Who is joking with you kid?

Many years ago, when I was collecting medicine, I found a sword hidden in a place, but it was sealed by a magic talisman and could not be retrieved.

How about if you do me a favor and I'll tell you the place? "

Qin Feng thought for a while,

"First tell me what the favor is. If it's beyond my ability, why not agree to it?"

"You slippery boy."

Shen Sanniang rolled her eyes at him and could only say:

"I have two things that I need help with. You can choose them yourself.

One is Wang Heihu of Xunxianfang. Over the years, in order to force me to be his aunt, his methods have become increasingly despicable.

Would you like to help me solve this problem? "

Seeing that Qin Feng didn't speak, Shen Sanniang's eyes flashed with disappointment and she continued:

"In addition, I found many Lijiang white carp in a pool. This is a first-level monster with no aggression. The meat is extremely delicious. It can be sold for forty yuan in the major restaurants in Xunxianfang. The high price of a stone,

But there is a second-level demon crocodile in the pool. If you can help me get rid of this demon crocodile, I will also tell you the location of the sword. "

Qin Feng immediately said after hearing this:

"Okay, where is the pool? Without further ado, let's set off now."

Qin Feng had actually inquired about it a long time ago. Although Wang Heihu of Xunxianfang Yaxing was only at the second level of Pure Soul Stage, he had a second uncle who was at the Golden Core Stage behind him.

If he wasn't afraid of killing the younger one and provoking the older one, Qin Feng wouldn't mind helping Shen Sanniang, so let's forget it for now...

So the two of them left Xunxianfang together, flew two to three hundred miles in a cloud boat, and arrived at a lofty mountain.

Qin Feng had passed by this mountain range a few times.

It's just that not only is the spiritual energy here thin, but the entire mountain range is also bare, with exposed rocks everywhere, a real place where birds don't poop, so they haven't stopped at all.

However, Shen Sanniang seemed to go in and out of this place frequently, leading Qin Feng around and through one barren valley after another.

When Qin Feng's head was spinning, and he once wondered if Shen Sanniang was taking him in circles on purpose, a trickle of water finally appeared in front of him.

After walking upstream one more time, I finally came across a cold water pool in front of me...