Da Bong fights more people

But now, he has encountered a bottleneck, and his cultivation has ushered in a state of stagnation.

"So that's why, even though first-rank warriors are rare, there are still a few of them if the time span is raised to a thousand years. But half-step warriors, looking at ancient and modern times, I know only one god.

"It's no wonder that after stepping into the first rank, I vaguely felt that I had reached the limit and reached the peak. This is an experience I didn't have after stepping into the extraordinary."

From now on, every stage of Yipin is a bottleneck.

"Since Shenshu can be promoted to half-step Martial God, there must be a corresponding method. Before the big wedding, take time to go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

In addition, Xu Qi'an has two ideas:

One: flower arrangement!

The flower god is the reincarnation of the undead tree, possessing the spirit of gods and demons, devouring spiritual power is useless, so what about absorbing the flower god's spirit?Moreover, even if the flower god has no spiritual accumulation, the effect of the Taoism's ancient double cultivation technique itself is stronger than that of self-cultivation.

It coincides with the intersection of yin and yang.

Two: Calm the fire of karma!

Luo Yuheng succeeded in crossing the catastrophe and was promoted to a land immortal, but at no cost, there was no karmic fire. The burning of karmic fire is a inherent drawback of Renzong's practice, which is difficult to eradicate.It's just that after stepping into the first rank, Luo Yuheng has already been able to suppress the fire of karma by relying on his cultivation.

To her, the fire of karma was no longer a threat.

As a Taoist land god, Luo Yuheng should be the most perfect double cultivation object in the world.

Xu Qi'an let out a breath slowly, and turned his attention to the current situation.

"It won't be long before the witch god breaks free from the seal. The crack between the eyebrows of the Confucian sage sculpture has spread to his lips and spread all over his face. This is more exaggerated than the Confucian sage sculpture in Jiyuan, Nanjiang.

"Well, that happened more than a month ago. When I took time to see Shenshu, I had to go to Jiyuan to see how loose the seal was."

It was only one of his purposes to go to Jingshan City to collect interest, and it was imminent to see the state of the witch god.

After reading it, he gave up the idea of ​​following Wei Yuan's example and summoning the soul of Confucian saints and heroes to repair the seal.

The reason is:

First, the Confucian Sage Carving Knife and the Sub-Sage Confucian Crown consume too much power, and it is difficult to carry the power of the Confucian Saint Heroic Soul in a short period of time.

Jianzheng had almost exhausted the power of the two magic weapons in Qingzhou. After recovering some of them, Zhao Shou took them to the northern border again, a dozen of them lasted for thirteen days.

Second, the price of summoning Confucian saints and heroic souls is too high.

When Wei Yuan summoned Confucian saints with a second-rank body, his physical body collapsed and he paid the price of death.

He is now a first-rank martial artist, not comparable to Wei Yuan, but he will definitely have to pay a very painful price, and the Witch God Sect also has a great wizard, a rain master, and two spiritual wisdom masters.

The result of imitating Wei Yuan is likely to die in Jingshan City like Wei Yuan.

When two tigers fight, one dies and the other is injured, the Western Regions will burst into laughter.

"That's why pushing your cultivation to the level of a half-step Martial God is the most important thing now. For the people of the Central Plains, Aunt Mu, don't blame your nephew for being inferior to a beast."

Xu Qi'an extinguished the candle with a flick of a finger, opened the door and left.

The night was dark, and red lanterns were lit under the eaves, swaying in the cold spring breeze.

In the inner courtyard, corridors, etc., there was no sound and no one.

Xu Qi'an quietly leaned towards Mu Nanzhi's room, and gently knocked on the door twice.

It was quiet in the room, no one answered.

Actually pretending to be asleep Xu Qi'an knocked on the door again.

Mu Nanzhi's vigilant voice came:

"what?"

Good question, do you really understand me? Xu Qi'an qi machine flicked open the door latch, knocked on the door and entered. The temperature inside the room was just right, neither too hot nor too cold, and a familiar and seductive fragrance lingered in the air.

This is the unique fragrance of the Flower God after awakening the spirit.

The room was pitch black, but it didn't affect Xu Qi'an's sight.

The curtain of the bed hangs low, and there is a graceful curve lying on the side of the brocade.

Mu Nanzhi raised her eyebrows and said:

"It's unreasonable to enter the elder's room in the middle of the night, get out quickly."

Xu Qi'an sneered:

"Aunt Mu, my nephew is afraid that you will be lonely in the middle of the night, so I come to sleep with you."

Chapter 6 Xu Qi'an's Revenge

While talking, Xu Qi'an lit the candle on the table with his fingers, and the warm orange light dispelled the darkness.

Flower God sat by the bed, pressed the neckline with one hand, pointed at Xu Qi'an with the other, and reprimanded:

"Bah, you brazen little bastard, if you dare to touch me, I'll yell for help and ruin your reputation. Let's see if your second uncle and aunt don't beat you to death."

The woman next to the bed has languid hair and exquisite facial features. She seems to have entered the role of an elder, her brows are erect, and she perfectly blends "struggle to maintain majesty" and "panic about to be plotted against".

The "exquisite" combination of shallow lying silkworms and watery eyes is enough to seduce a man's lust.

The action of pressing her neckline tightly highlights her seriousness and inwardness.

Xu Qi'an originally thought that he had fully adapted to the charm of the Flower God, and he was still too young not to be distracted.

He showed a playful smile in cooperation, and said the classic lines:

"Death under the peony flower is a coquettish ghost, even if you scream your throat, no one will come to save you."

He flicked his fingers, and the air machine spread like a barrier, covering the ridge of the roof, isolating the sound in the room.

This is not a formation, nor a spell, but the most superficial application of Qi.

Mu Nanzhi was "frightened" back again and again, she shrank from the side of the bed to the inside, leaning her back against the wall, she said in a trembling voice:

"I, I have a monster guard..."

As she spoke, she looked at the fox cub curled up beside the pillow and sleeping soundly.

The cub was the guard Xu Qi'an, who almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He understood Mu Nanzhi's meaning in seconds, reached out and wiped the head of the bed, and brought Bai Ji into the Buddha Pagoda.

Now, no one bothered them anymore.