Longevity begins with whale hunting

Luo Ya was very surprised by the spiritual will of the ascetic monk Bai Xi.

In his opinion, the strength of this ascetic monk was enough to be promoted to a divine rune master. The only thing missing was a wisp of true silver and the secret method of the Divine Court.

"Want to become a divine rune master? It seems that it is really possible."

Luo Ya was somewhat tempted.

In this way, not only some precious treasures, but also Bai Xuan was introduced to the way by him, and his connections and status in Xinyue City would be improved.

"Friend, you just wait here, leave this to me."

Luo Ya left a word and hurried away.

The promotion of a divine rune master is also a profitable thing. Luo Ya will naturally complete all the procedures when he is involved in it.

This is why Bai Xuan chose Luo Ya. With the Sule tribe and Luo Ya as the intermediary, if the Divine Court does not attach great importance to it, it will be difficult to discover his infiltration.

Of course, if he ran directly to Xinyue City to join the Divine Court, that would be another matter.

Geniuses from the great world often come to this world, and the Divine Court naturally knows it, and even hates it.

Once his identity is discovered, the result will naturally be tragic. Bai Xuan suspects that Yue Yin died in this way.

In the tent, Bai Xuan looked calm.

"Since I want to join the Divine Court, I naturally cannot use my own body. The body of the first witch is too powerful. The true god can recognize it at a glance... It's time to change my body."

Bai Xuan's divine consciousness is now so powerful that he can create phantom bodies at will. Although the maximum number cannot exceed a certain number, it has no effect even if it is hundreds of miles away.

His phantom body stayed in the original place, and his main body merged into the void and arrived at a deserted place thousands of miles away. Here is a small oasis, and a fortress has been built. There are dried human heads and white bones everywhere, showing its majesty.

"Hiss!"

In the center of the camp, a huge six-tailed scorpion opened its eyes, hissed, and greeted its master.

This camp has been slaughtered and blood has flowed into a river. There is no living person. The dead are lying everywhere, wearing bandit outfits, and there is still fear on their faces.

The six-tailed demon scorpion was very careful, and almost no corpses were broken, although some of them exploded directly into blood mist.

"You did a good job."

Bai Xuan waved his hand, and the wild blood furnace flew out.

The wild blood furnace's pure furnace alchemy technique was still quite accomplished in manipulating flesh and blood. It could even wash away the dead air in the flesh and blood of zombies and restore vitality by refining them at will.

At Bai Xuan's current realm, the water and fire Dao Yun had reached the perfect Dao realm, and he had the second calamity divine consciousness. Refining a few dead people and restoring life was simply a snap of a finger.

The only problem was that the restored corpses had no divine consciousness, they were just living dead.

However, this problem could also be solved.

Bai Xuan opened the furnace, and with the water and fire, more than ten corpses were drawn into it in an instant, and all the aging, impurities, and corruption in them were refined away.

But in a moment, the endless fluctuations of water and fire, like the work of gods, worked smoothly, refining and shaping the flesh and blood bit by bit, like kneading mud and water, and with a hiss, a young man's figure appeared, exactly like Bai Xuan, with a solemn expression and firm eyebrows and eyes, like a marble sculpture.

"Master, your current strength is really amazing, and you have already stepped into the level of pure yang gods and demons."

The spirit of the alchemy furnace exclaimed.

It was set up for inheritance, and its intelligence was much more agile than the treasures of the same level. It had not communicated with Bai Xuan for a long time, and it was still muffled.

"When I have time, I will refine you into a top-grade treasure when I return to Yuqing Star."

Bai Xuan said lightly.

He was refining this body.

This body was naturally used by Bai Xuan for his own infiltration and cultivation.

The Divine Court is the highest inheritance of divine consciousness cultivation. There are not many inheritances of the same level on Yuqing Star. To infiltrate in front of a true god of this level with the body, even if Bai Xuan has filled up the ghost immortal path, he is not very sure.

He exchanged for the Secret Book of Thousand Souls Seizing and Separating Souls for this purpose.

"Go!"

Bai Xuan's second calamity thoughts began to diverge sharply.

One point sixteen can reduce the level of divine thoughts by one level, and one point two hundred and fifty-six can suppress divine thoughts to the level below the first calamity.

No matter how powerful the untransformed divine thoughts are, they will only be considered as gifted and strong in spirit and will.

Bai Xuan injected three thousand of these ordinary thoughts into the body, and his divine thoughts moved again, like a sculptor, carving one stroke at a time.

Dangdangdang!

Different ideas emerged in each thought, intertwined into memories, broken and reorganized over and over again, and were quickly becoming old.

Bai Xuan was weaving a life. In this life, this ascetic named "Bai Xi" was born in an ordinary oasis tribe. Because his spirit was not strong enough, he went into the desert to practice asceticism.

After seven years of experience, he finally transformed himself, his spirit and will burst out, as if he had awakened the wisdom of his previous life, and became a mortal who could be called powerful.

As Bai Xuan wove, the flesh and blood also changed slightly, and a faint trace of wind and sand appeared on his face.

For the Pure Yang God and Demon, the step of igniting the divine fire requires extreme control of every bit of flesh and blood in his body, so as not to be burned to death by his own flames.

It is naturally easy to control the flesh and blood of mortals by alchemy.

"End."

Bai Xuan finished weaving the last memory, and the more than 3,000 thoughts naturally began to turn. After a while, a small part of them quietly shattered and disappeared, and many new thoughts were born.

This is the case for every mortal. Most thoughts will disappear automatically, and then new thoughts will arise during collisions.

Only those beings with extraordinary strong wills can have thoughts that are permanent, lively, and not rigid enough to self-destruct.

At this moment, the boy who was exactly the same as Bai Xuan was lying there, sleeping in a long dream. No matter whether it was flesh, blood or spiritual thoughts, he was flawless, just like an ascetic monk who had truly spent seven years of asceticism.

In an instant.

Bai Xuan reached out and grabbed the "Ascetic Monk Bai Xuan" with slightly trembling eyelids. He took one step forward, passed through the Void Sea, and returned to the Sule tribe. He replaced this body with his own phantom body. .

After a while.

"Um?"

The ascetic monk Bai Xi opened his eyes, blinked twice blankly, and then integrated into everything in front of him, thinking deeply in his heart.

"Just now it seems that I have entered an extremely long period of trance, but... after my spiritual thoughts have been stabilized, it has become stronger like washing with water. Such an opportunity is really rare."

The ascetic monk Bai Xi was just like Bai Xuan when he was young. He had a sense of crisis in his heart. He seized all the time to practice. After a while, he put the matter behind and continued to immerse himself in meditation.

"It's done."

Bai Xuan stood in his own part of the sky, and outsiders could not see him at all.

When he saw this sentence, the clone had no doubt that he was there. He knew that there should be no problem with his hand, and he nodded secretly in his heart.

This clone is completely differentiated from his own thoughts. His thoughts are immortal. No matter how they change, as long as he has a thought, he can feel confused and see his true self.

But until the time comes, it will be difficult for anyone to realize that this is a clone of the Pure Yang God Demon.

There are no flaws in the spiritual mind, the physical body, etc. Unless there is a true god who is proficient in the way of time to see the past, it is indeed impossible to cover it up, but generally speaking, this is rarely the case.

If there really is a true god who personally inspects it, he can't blame others. Bai Xuan can only admit defeat. No matter what method he uses, it will be difficult to escape this disaster. If so, he would only lose a clone.

"In that case, it's time for me to do my thing."

Bai Xuan glanced at the clone. In an instant, Tianyu merged into the void sea and disappeared.

…

After only a few days, Roja came back.

He didn't notice the changes in Bai Xuan's clone at all, and vowed:

"Friend, I am your patron now. In the future, we will practice together in the same temple, and we must support each other..."

He has been to Crescent City in the past few days and has opened up the joints, paving the way for Bai Xuan.

This is only one-tenth of the price of poison repellent beads, which is nothing at all.

"That's natural."

Bai Xuan's clone said happily.

He followed Luo Ya and left the Suler tribe. As for the girl's faint longing for the divine scribe's apprentice, he also saw it, but it had nothing to do with him. He was devoted to the Tao and just wanted to practice.

Their goal is Crescent City, a huge oasis city with the Divine Script Master's Temple!

…

the other side.

"According to what these people say, Lord Ribbon will arrive in as little as a few months or as long as half a year."

Bai Xuan's body is on the void sea, overlooking the vast sea of ​​sand.

"You have to be prepared for an ambush."

Of course, he would not seize the high-level inheritance of Shenting with just one clone.

He has checked the true silver energy in the Nine Sky Cloud Rails. One ray is worth thousands of points. Even in this vast sea of ​​sand, it is extremely precious. Except for the first ray, ordinary divine writers can obtain it directly. Everyone has to go through a lot of hardships to get even one star. For example, the divine script master who was killed by Bai Xuan even had to bloodbath the tribe and extort money one by one before he could buy a ray of true silver energy.

If this continues, Bai Xuan won't be able to get enough true silver energy for decades.

"It's more reliable to rob directly."

Bai Xuan arrived in the Void Sea, concentrated for a moment, and secretly activated the ritual. After about an hour, a long light pattern, majestic and unparalleled, descended.

This is the Nine Sky Cloud Rail. By connecting to it with just a thought, Bai Xuan can retrieve all kinds of information.

The information in this will not be updated from time to time, and it is impossible to record every powerful person in the divine court. However, the abilities of divine writers of different levels are recorded in detail.

"A water-level divine scripter is really powerful in combat."

Bai Xuan flipped through the information.

A water-level divine scripter has the same spiritual thoughts as Bai Xuan, about two calamities, while a crystal-level one has three calamities, and a god-level one has four calamities or more.

At this level, the true power of manifesting divine texts is enough to suppress innate gods and demons, so Bai Xuan must act with caution.

After reading this information, Bai Xuan wrote it down in his mind one by one, and then disconnected the Nine Sky Cloud Rail.

"It's time to decorate."

Since Bai Xuan was hiding and the other party was hiding, then his attack must be an ambush.

The opportunity for an ambush is in his hand, and Bai Xuan is 100% sure to kill the opponent with a gun!

but.

brush!

Bai Xuan glanced below and saw a huge terrifying shadow passing by in the turbulent flow of the Void Sea. Although it seemed real and illusory, it was as huge as a planet. It was so big that it filled the endless field of vision, which inevitably made people feel sad. shock.

"I can't stay too long in this void sea. I have Tianyu to protect me. If I go directly deep into it, even the void whale will be torn to pieces by some weird beings."

Bai Xuan didn't stop any longer, took one step forward, and disappeared hundreds of miles away in an instant.

…

Crescent City.

In this city, there is a temple of the God Court, in which two Mist-level Divine Spell Masters preside over affairs, and another is the chief priest, who does not interfere with the outside world, and concentrates on practicing, trying to break through the Water Level.

There are nine Air-level Divine Spell Masters under them, and Luo Ya is one of them.

Bai Xuan's clone was led into the door by him, and after a series of checks, it took a full three months, and he was extremely cautious until he was confirmed that there was no problem at all, and then he was allowed to enter the New Moon Temple.

Then, he fasted for another month, and finally baptized, received a Divine Spell, which was "electricity", and refined a wisp of True Silver Qi, becoming a candidate Divine Spell Master.

True Silver Qi is a mysterious gas with a dazzling silver color throughout the body. It looks ethereal and difficult to describe, but once Bai Xuan's clone's divine consciousness is integrated, it immediately changes as if it has been through a thunder tribulation, and emits a faint silver color.

Solid, real, tough...

When Bai Xuan's clone absorbed this wisp of true silver energy, half of his thoughts turned into silver. After practicing the secret book of divine text manifestation, he could manifest a divine text in just a few days, emitting lightning and splitting the ground more than ten meters.

Luo Ya exclaimed repeatedly, calling him a genius.

It took Bai Xuan's clone another month to finally increase his strength and truly master this divine text. His combat power soared, and he became an apprentice divine text master. He began to take on tasks to slay demons and monsters and gain experience.

He traveled around the area around Xinyue City, passing through tribes one by one, and killed some weak demons around.

Of course, there were times when he encountered powerful demons that could not be matched with thunder and lightning alone. At this time, Bai Xuan's clone could only escape decisively.

Fortunately, he was cautious by nature and did not fight unprepared battles, so he had no life-and-death crisis along the way.

Half a year later, Bai Xuan's clone was almost reborn, his divine thoughts were much more resolute, and he completely digested the wisp of true silver energy and integrated into this identity.

He is Bai Xi, an apprentice divine rune master who has mastered the divine rune of "electricity"!

Night.

Bai Xuan's clone was sleeping in a luxurious tent of a tribe. Suddenly, a figure emerged and gently tapped his forehead with a finger.

"Hmm... So that's how it is. This is the effect of the true silver energy."

Bai Xuan stood there, as if he had realized something.

It is recorded in the Nine Sky Cloud Tracks that the true silver energy is classified as a treasure of heaven and earth. It is almost impossible to hide means in it. There is no danger in absorbing it directly.

Of course, this also needs to be refined. Everyone's divine thoughts have different strengths and backgrounds, and the true silver energy that can be refined is also different. For example, at the level of Bai Xuan's clone, I am afraid that at most ten strands will reach the upper limit, but for Bai Xuan, a thousand strands are just a sprinkle of water.

"It is estimated that it will take six thousand strands of true silver energy... or sixty drops of true silver holy water."

Bai Xuan thought in his heart.

He has received news that the water-level divine rune master will arrive in Xinyue City in about half a month.