Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng was extremely surprised that the Soul Purple Ink Jiao could invade the acupoint so smoothly. It seemed that the reason why it had been so difficult to invade the acupoint several times before must have been the resistance reaction of the true essence water in his original acupoint. Now, everything is smooth and simple.

Yu Zecheng began to sacrifice the tenth and last ghost king, preparing to open the eleventh acupoint, the Juque acupoint.

The soul of the acupuncture point here is opened, and the water is ready. It is extremely easy and completed smoothly. Yu Zecheng is overjoyed. I am so happy that it goes so smoothly. Now I just need to keep it silently. Wait until a hundred days later, these eleven souls will be transformed into purple ink dragons. Take shape, and then you can test whether the spell you created is successful.

If this soul is attached to the magic weapon Flying Sword and soaked in the pool of time, it will instantly have the effect of a hundred days. But this time it uses the hole in his body as a shelter. Yu Zecheng looked at the pool of water. After a full quarter of an hour, I finally shook my head and let it go. Don't experiment on yourself. This is too dangerous. Isn't it just for a hundred days? I'll wait.

Yu Zecheng closed his eyes and began to calculate. He had reached the high level of fetal breath, refined four acupoints, and reached the primary level of innate state. He had refined nine acupoints in total. The next step was to reach the intermediate innate level. After careful calculation, It takes about sixteen acupoints, and now I have refined eleven of them, and I still need to refine five more, but this ghost king has run out of supplies.

Thinking of this, Yu Zecheng rose up with his sword and flew to Aunt Jin. The old people were very surprised when they saw Yu Zecheng's arrival. Today is not the day to deliver food. Yu Zecheng saluted and asked:

"Uncles, my nephew has something to ask my uncle. Is there still a sealed ghost king?"

Several old men looked at me and I looked at you. Uncle Wang among them replied:

"Those ten ghost king sealing talismans were captured by Brother Qinghe one hundred and fifty years ago for sword practice. A total of eighteen ghost kings were captured. Later, only eight were used. Brother Qinghe went to Langqi Mountain in Mobei. You helped others with boxing, and later died in the hands of the first-line masters of the Leading Machine Sect. Your master and Ma Yu's eldest brother, Fu Meng, went to take revenge. They destroyed the Langqishan branch of the pulling sect and refined the first-line masters alive. However, Brother Ma Yu was also seriously injured. After returning, his cultivation was completely ruined, and he finally died on the mountain. "

Uncle Cui next to him said:

"Brother Qinghe is a good man. I was the one cleaning up Brother Qinghe's belongings. I found that there were still ten ghost kings left, so I put them in the Genius Dibao Pavilion."

Uncle Li said:

"Yes, if he were alive, he would never let Nan Tian sit here. He would definitely let Nan Tian join the ranks of the ninety-nine heaven monks. Senior Brother Gusong is too selfish, and Nan Tian is too soft-hearted."

Uncle Cui glared at him, glanced at Yu Zecheng and said:

"Why are you talking about this? If Nan Tian didn't become the peak master, you and I would be rotten to pieces now."

Uncle Li followed and shouted:

"Why don't you say, is it easy for Nantian? After this step-by-step cultivation, the couple hid and attacked Yuanying, planning to stay and fly together for eternity for thousands of years. Nantian has been delayed for many years because of this, and now he has reached the high-level realm of dragon and tiger. You say No loss at all.”

Suddenly several old men started to quarrel, saying something to each other. Yu Zecheng gradually understood that it turned out that the master's four existing brothers and the other three were all shirking their responsibilities and not being the master of the peak. They were looking for the cave to attack the Nascent Soul realm. The only way Master is guarding this peak here, so he has wasted a lot of time in cultivation.

It seems that the ghost king is gone, but Uncle Qinghe caught it himself. If he can do it, so can I, and I can do it myself. Yu Zecheng waited silently for a while. The old men could no longer argue and asked:

"Excuse me, uncles, where should I catch this Ghost King?"

Uncle Wang replied:

"When you go to Xuanyuan Hill, there is a forbidden area near Sun Yao Lake. It's called the Ghost King Valley. It's actually a passage connecting the Netherworld. There are eighteen ghost kings guarding the border in the Netherworld. You can go there to catch them. You have the Xuanyuan Sword Seal on you, which is the soul-melting jade stone, and you can come and go freely when you get there."

Yu Zecheng nodded, thanked him, turned around and left. It seemed that this was the only way. He returned to his cave, planning to go there tomorrow to see what was going on there and whether he could capture the Ghost King.

The next day after sleeping, Yu Zecheng could not get up. Although he used the ghost king to refine his soul every time to increase the power of his soul, and then took supplementary pills such as calming pills, it seemed that he His soul was not injured. In fact, these eleven cuts caused huge invisible damage. After a good sleep, the damage slowly became apparent.

The next day, Yu Zecheng was in a trance, at a loss, confused, and confused. He spent the whole day like this. Fortunately, he still remembered to warm his soul and did not let yesterday's hard work go in vain.

It was the same on the third day, and he was groggy. On the fifth day, Yu Ze became an old lunatic delivering food. Only then was Aunt Jin discovered that something was wrong, and she hurriedly treated him, nourished his soul, and fed him. After taking the elixir for two full months, he suddenly came back to his senses. All the hidden injuries in his soul disappeared and he returned to normal.

I had been feeling groggy these days. When I woke up, I counted more than seventy days having passed. One month was left before the day when the soul would be cultivated. Yu Zecheng decided not to go to Xuanyuan Hill to find the Ghost King, but to practice in the cave first. , wait until the soul is complete, and then go to Xuanyuan Hill to explore the Ghost King Valley.

In fact, there is another reason for this. In the outer sect of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Gu Lun Qi Wen and Lei Bingyun are practicing there. Yu Zecheng will not go to see them until the soul is complete and his cultivation is improved, otherwise he will be close to his hometown. Cowardly, I feel a little embarrassed to face them, and I don’t know how they are doing now.

Just like this, another month later, the 100-day period finally arrived. Yu Zecheng came to the large training ground in the shadow world and shouted:

"Where is the purple ink dragon?"

Suddenly, clouds and mist rose above his head. The cloud dragon stretched out its claws. In the mist, a purple ink dragon transformed into the air and rose into the sky. It soared freely in the air. It was like a black flame flying in the air.

Purple-black scales cover the three-foot-long body. The dragon's body is well-proportioned and perfect, with an indescribable wild power.

The purple ink dragon was flying and tumbling in the air, making Yu Zecheng extremely happy. Because it was completely connected with his own mind, the black dragon roared, grabbed its claws, and grabbed the giant tree in the trial field. There was a loud noise, and the giant tree was immediately smashed to pieces. Then he pounced on the rocks, and the rocks suddenly burst out. The purple ink dragon swung its tail, and wherever it went, it was like a mountain and a sea, and a deep pit of one foot in size was immediately smashed on the ground.

The broken giant wood and broken rocks slowly began to dry up, and then flames burned on them. The purple ink dragon casually grabbed it, and the huge black flames penetrated into these materials. After a few breaths, even the rocks The sand and earth began to burn.

The purple ink dragon roared, and the black flames surrounding its sharp claws were emitted, turning into a line of fire, flying forward, and hitting a rockery on one side of the trial ground. The rockery immediately began to burn violently, and the entire rockery began to burn violently. It turned into lava and completely dissolved. This move is the Mo Yan Purple Fire Heart Refining Skill.

The purple ink dragon opened its mouth and spat out purple ink flames from its mouth. The flames were like a ball of water mist, like smoke and mist, falling from the sky, as if shrouded in dark clouds, covering a hundred feet in diameter and the boundless earth, all within it, without any traces. Any place that is not covered by it is like a pouring water that cannot give way to an inch of land.

The water mist fell to the ground, the ground began to roll, bubbles began to bubble out, the ground turned into a lake of lava, and everything within a hundred meters became a world of magma. This is Wuhuo Tianze Prison.

Yu Zecheng waved his hand, and the purple ink dragon disappeared, and the trial ground began to recover. All the lava turned into nothingness, and a set of spiritual thoughts flew into Yu Zecheng's brain. This is the summary of the purple ink dragon in the trial ground. analyze.

Among them, the purple ink dragon's grip strength, grip strength, impact force, wind speed, its own fire power, attack range and other data are all entered into his brain. He knows the purple ink dragon well.

The purple ink dragon can only fire the ink flame and purple fire heart refining gang just four times a day. It is actually the black flames hovering under its claws on its four limbs. Wuhuo Tianze Prison can only spray once a day. If it continues to spray the next day, the attack range will be reduced by half, and it will return to normal after three days.

But Yu Zecheng was not depressed, because he roared, and eleven purple ink dragons suddenly appeared in the air. These eleven three-foot-long purple ink dragons danced with the wind. With them, Yu Zecheng dared to challenge any practitioner. Those who cultivate immortality during the Qi period.

In the past, he might have dared to shout slogans that challenged all the foundation-building disciples, but seeing the power of Ye Han and Yizhu Sword, he no longer dared to say these words. You must know that this Xuanyuan Sword Sect is just one of them, and he There are also one hundred and seven sects coming to the door. The world is huge, there are all kinds of wonders, and there are countless experts. Even if I have thirty-six purple ink dragons, facing Brother Yizhu, it takes only one stick of incense, and then Brother Yizhu At the eighth achievement, he began to decompose the dragon body and extract the dragon tendons. He would also thank himself for sending so many treasures.

Looking at these purple ink dragons, Yu Zecheng laughed three times and "shou" immediately took these purple ink dragons back into his body. As soon as they entered the acupuncture point, his whole body was shocked. Under the stimulation of this, the blood-gang true energy surged violently. The surge continued, doubling continuously, tripling in one breath, and then stopped.

Yu Zecheng absorbed the blood-gang true energy, absorbed Qi into his Dantian, felt stuck all over his body, and cracked his joints. He silently calculated that as long as he opened the five acupoints, he could reach the innate intermediate level. Now it was up to him to catch the Ghost King. The speed is great. If everything goes well, you can be promoted smoothly in four months.

Without further ado, he took action immediately. Yu Zecheng immediately went to the courtyard to report to the third senior brother. Who knew that the third senior brother had also gone into seclusion and would be able to leave the seclusion in about seven days.

Yu Zecheng had no choice but to report the details to his fourth senior brother, who was always sitting motionless under the grape trellis.

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