ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Blood dripped from Du Xinghe's forearm into the blood pool.

She sat on the edge of the blood pool, taking blood-replenishing pills from time to time. Her face quickly turned pale, revealing the aura of a living person who is half dead.

After a moment, Xue Ming waved a sword flower in her hand, then placed it across her neck.

The sword spirit was alert: "What are you going to do?"

"The flow is a bit slow just relying on the arm, I want to stab the aorta."

The sword spirit didn't know what the aorta was. It only knew that the master it was bound to seemed to be committing suicide, so it flew out of her hand and went straight back into the scabbard. No matter how she summoned it, it refused to come out of the scabbard.

Du Xinghe laughed: "What are you afraid of? I have a lot of experience in slitting necks."

It’s just that it was someone else’s neck that was wiped.

The sword spirit disagreed, so she could only let the blood on her arm flow slowly.

She continuously absorbed the surrounding water spirits to replenish her water in time. She was like the pool in a math problem that was draining water while filling it up. She was just a transit station for blood. She filled the pool half full with her own strength.

When the blood in the pool flooded her calves, a force from the "Gu Shen Jue" lured her to the front of the Gu spirit's real body.

The magic circle that was repaired by Shujiuqing suddenly lit up with light, and the strong wind separated the inside and outside of the magic circle. Xinyue stood up and wanted to go in, but was blocked outside the magic circle by an invisible force.

Xinyue was about to force her way in, but a fair hand held her back.

She turned around and saw Shu Jiuqing looking at her disapprovingly: "Sister, once the magic circle is activated, people outside the magic circle cannot force their way in! Not only can they not get in, but their meridians may also be damaged! Master has his own pace of work. If Sister gets hurt here, I'm afraid it will only cause Master to worry about it in vain."

Xinyue pursed her lips.

She had to admit that what her junior sister said made sense.

Shu Jiuqing softened her tone and said, "Sister, you are too concerned. You should just sit down and protect Master."

"……good,"

Xinyue withdrew her hand and calmed down: "Thank you very much."

"It should."

The Nine-Day Love Talk.

The elder sister saw that he was cold-hearted and impulsive when it came to the master's affairs, so she had to pay more attention to him. Turning back, she saw that the elder brother Shenshui was looking at the formation with drastic changes in the wind and clouds with shining eyes, cheering for Du Xinghe: "Master is amazing! He turns into a dragon when encountering wind and clouds!"

Shu Jiuqing racked his brains but couldn't figure out how the situation before him was related to the fact that one would turn into a dragon when encountering wind and clouds.

In fact, Shenshui just picked up a impressive line from the opera troupe and did not understand its meaning.

Something strange happened suddenly within the magic circle.

A ray of light appeared in the blood pool, and a powerful suction force swept towards Du Xinghe.

With the guidance of the Gu Spirit in front of her, she did not resist and was sucked into another space by this force.

After she was taken away, the strong wind stirred up by the magic circle condensed into an ancient giant pot, covering the magic circle, the blood pool and the blood ice. People outside the pot could not see even a little bit of it.

Du Xinghe, who was caught in the blood pool, came to an extremely luxurious attic.

She had seen luxurious buildings in the world of immortal cultivation. The cave where the leader of the Nine Yang Sect lived seemed to be above the clouds, a truly magnificent building. However, the attic in front of her was not made of gold, silver, jade, or stone, but of rare woods, which were built with the exquisite skills of craftsmen, and exquisite carvings could be seen everywhere.

But its value does not lie in the carving.

No matter how good the craftsmanship is, it means nothing to the monks.

"Pure Fire Wood, Illusionary Sea Green Bamboo, Dragon Bone Sandalwood, Heavenly Grade Wandering Fairy Wood that must be over a thousand years old... so many priceless materials, are you going to use them to build a house?"

Even though he was crossing the galaxy, he couldn't help but be astonished by the abundant spiritual energy around him.

The biggest gain from being a disciple of Master Rong Yu was that she had broadened her knowledge of various natural materials and treasures. The materials she could recognize here, in Miaohuo Sect, only had a small piece as a sample for her to identify, but here, an entire pillar was made of thousand-year-old heavenly quality Youxian wood, what a waste!

Surrounded by these natural treasures, one can obtain the effects of daily meditation practice without having to specifically guide his breathing.

Du Xinghe took two deep breaths.

If you can absorb it, you will earn it.

The lung capacity of a Jindan cultivator far exceeds that of an ordinary person. She took a deep breath, letting the high-purity spiritual energy circulate through her meridians for a circle. Then she immediately took a second breath, doing nothing but breathing.

Although I don’t know where I sent it to her, it’s hers when I see it!

Du Xinghe looked around the attic and pulled out Xue Ming.

Sword Spirit: "What are you going to do?"

"In fact, before I became a monk, I also knew a little about architecture."

Sword Spirit: "Huh?"

"Do you know? In a building, there are load-bearing columns and non-load-bearing columns. The latter mainly serve as decoration and space division. As long as the load-bearing columns are not moved, the other columns can be cut down."

Du Xinghe said softly.

"Wait, Du Xinghe, you don't want to--"

With a flash of cold light, the sword was about to fall in front of the pillar built of the Youxian wood, and a figure appeared in front of her.

At the last second, Du Xinghe stopped his sword.

The visitor was a very beautiful woman, about twenty years old.

Under the robe, there were not human feet, but a long snake tail.

"Are you the new priestess?" The woman looked at her in surprise, but after seeing the long sword in her hand, she hesitated: "We have finally waited for you... How many years later are you the priestess? Why are you learning to use a sword like the monks outside? What are you going to do?"

Just one centimeter away, Xue Ming would have hit the pillar.

How to explain this?

Want to renovate your home?

Du Xinghe smiled calmly:

"I was suddenly sucked in, and the scenery around me changed abruptly, so I drew my sword subconsciously. Didn't that scare you?"

She sheathed Xue Ming back into the sheath and said, "My name is Du Xinghe. The Gu Ling asked me to come to the altar to rescue him. As for the witch... I don't know much about them."

Du Xinghe is a loner wherever she goes. Ever since she got used to using swords to reason, her facial expressions have become even duller and she no longer smiles, making her already unfriendly face even more cold and elegant.

At this time, I want to get close to the other person, and my smile seems a bit fake.

"As long as you become our new witch, you will know everything about the witch clan..."

Du Xinghe: "Actually not..."

It's also okay to use understanding.

The woman continued, "The witch clan altar, including everything in the attic, is yours."

Du Xinghe stepped forward, held her hands, and his smile became sincere: "Please tell me the truth."

"...Wait for me to finish."

"Please say."

The woman calmed down. When she spoke, Du Xinghe could see the slightly forked tongue behind her woven shell-like teeth. "Since you can come here and practice the Gu Shen Jue, you must be a descendant of the witch clan. Since you have found the altar sealed by Lady Fan Ji, it must be fate. You can stay here to practice the Gu Shen Jue and get some resources... You don't have to take the risk of becoming a witch."

The woman's expression became serious:

"Once you choose to start the Miko test, there is no other way to leave the attic except to pass the test."

As soon as she finished speaking, Du Xinghe nodded: "I accept the test."

"Why don't you reconsider? Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Once the assessment begins, even if you regret it, I can't send you back."

The woman's cultivation was unfathomable, and she naturally saw how young the "descendant of the witch clan" in front of her was. Young people always lack consideration when making decisions, and they don't have many chips, so they easily put everything on the gambling table.

However, she could see Du Xinghe's age, but she couldn't see through her personality.

Du Xinghe has always had no resistance to bets where the loser loses miserably and the winner takes all.

Stud is a kind of wisdom!

"I know that I have come to the altar today through thousands of mountains and rivers just to find the truth."

"it is good,"

The woman looked at her deeply and stopped trying to persuade her: "My name is Qi, please follow me."

poisonous snake……

Du Xinghe remembered that he had seen a thousand-year-old viper at the bottom of a lake in the desert.

That thousand-year-old viper cannot yet transform into a human form.

How many years of Taoism has the snake in front of us had?

Du Xinghe followed her and in a blink of an eye they came to a paper door. She put her hand on the door and pressed it lightly, and the door opened automatically and silently.

"This used to be Lord Vanji's residence. You can live here."

"When does the assessment start?"

Seeing Du Xinghe couldn't wait, Kui smiled faintly: "The assessment will officially begin when you can cultivate your own Gu God incarnation."

"The incarnation of the Gu God?"

Kui pointed to the book placed in front of the tribute platform and said, "You can understand it by finding the attribute you want to cultivate in the True Explanation of Heaven and Earth."

After saying that, she retreated from the room and slowly closed the door.

When Du Xinghe tried again, the door could not be opened.

Seeing this, she had no choice but to sit on the cushion and look through the "True Explanation of Heaven and Earth" mentioned by Qi Kui.

The name of this technique doesn't sound like the technique practiced by the Wu Clan, but more like the technique practiced by the upright large sects.

In Kui's opinion, those who can reach this step are mostly gifted people with a single spiritual root. They don't have to hesitate about which subject to major in, just choose the mental method that corresponds to their spiritual root.

But it was just so embarrassing. When Du Xinghe was forming the elixir, she gave birth to five treasures in one pregnancy.

She possessed all five elements, without missing a single one.

……

At the same time, Du Xinghe's figure was quietly emerging on the back of a spider.

The back of the giant spider was like a mirror, reflecting the situation in the room at the same time, and in front of the spider sat a woman - or rather, a skeleton with skin. Her skin was pale, but the dense old man's spots covered it, making her skin color appear darker. The wrinkled skin hung empty on the skeleton, and only a pair of eyes were bright and terrifying.

If one were to count all the masters in the Nascent Soul Stage in Pingyun Continent, she would probably be the most embarrassed one.

She had fallen from the fusion stage to the refining stage, and was injured in the battle with Xuan Chao. Her body had long been dead, leaving only a half-dead shell. The fact that she could become so old and decrepit with such a level of cultivation meant that her condition couldn't be any worse.

"Greetings, Master Vanji."

Kui, who was leaving Du Xinghe's room, bowed to her.

Fanji's eyes moved, and Hui understood and stood beside her, combing her long hair.

"How long do you think it will take her to cultivate her own incarnation of the Gu God?" Fan Ji asked softly.

"My lord, I... don't know."

“It took me a year.”

"Master Fanji is a rare genius among the Wu clan. How can she be compared with you?"

Hearing this, Fan Ji's eyes showed worry:

"She'd better practice faster than me. I don't have much time... I have to help her."

After saying this, Fanji closed her eyes, and bits of light mist emanated from her withered body. The mist floated out and condensed into a ball, which actually transformed into a child of about six years old.

The child had black hair, dark eyes and a chubby face, making her look as adorable as the boy under the seat of Guanyin, but she had eight long, slender spider legs growing from her back.

The girl jumped twice on the spot and raised her hands: "Hu, carry me to find her."