Not long after, Zi Baifeng and the third brother walked out of the Great Shaman's house. The third brother was very happy, but Zi Baifeng frowned.

The magic technique of the cultivators he learned before was completely different from the way he practiced, and Zi Baifeng couldn't figure it out.

However, Zi Baifeng couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't use himself to think hard. Zi Baifeng had a very powerful companion - Xiaopan.

At this time, Xiaopan was still in the Matou City, which was still in the vortex of death.

Matou City in the vortex of death is as warm as spring and full of vitality. No one would have thought that there would be such a good world in the vortex of death.

Zi Baifeng concentrated on teaching Xiaopan the magic technique he had learned through his spiritual clone, and asked him to help him do some analysis.

Since this magical submission technique was passed down by the Ice Cracking Demon King, it was naturally modified according to his own needs. If you think from the human direction, it may not be possible to think, but if you think from the perspective of a monster, it might be simpler.

"I have a premonition that if we understand the magic submission technique, the magic subsistence technique may have been completely overthrown again." Zibai Feng said.

Xiaopan nodded and sighed. Both of them were perfectionists. No one wanted to make the "Supering Demons and Concentrating Spirits" he had worked hard to create imperfections. It is not a solution to always make changes like this.

"You have to study it well." Xiaopan said, "If you can, the technique of nourishing the demon and spirit should be a technique that can be self-improved, not a perfect technique. Every time you have a new understanding, you can re-improve it on the original basis without re-practice, otherwise it will always be like this, which is too troublesome and too cumbersome."

"Can it really be done?" Zi Baifeng was surprised.

"I'll try it." Xiaopan said, his ability to calculate and deduce is now far superior to that of Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng and Xiaopan were studying the trick of nourishing demons and spiritual storage together, and they were a little absent-minded here.

The great shaman had already ordered his troops and was ready to set off.

In the Giant Bear Demon Tribe, both men and women are excellent warriors, but this time they only ordered the best part.

They brought all kinds of food and supplies, rode on their white bear demon companions, and were ready soon.

The third brother brought his sled, filled with various bottles and jars. Zi Baifeng searched for a long time but couldn't find a place to sit. He was speechless and said, "Why are you bringing so many things?"

"The Great Shaman asked me to be a fire-headed army..." The third brother was amused and crying. The Great Shaman was worried about his combat effectiveness. He came to report the news. The Great Shaman didn't want him to really participate in the battle.

"It's up to you." Zi Baifeng turned around and stepped on the snow track.

Taxue shook her head in destiny, transformed herself into a body, and let Zi Baifeng sit on his back.

The name Taxue is really good. Taxue is really a sign of Traxue without trace. You can walk through the snow effortlessly, making the people from the Giant Bear Demon Tribe look at each other.

Zi Baifeng was not familiar with others, so he chatted with him next to Mo Laosan.

The group left the tribe, and Zi Baifeng asked, "Where are we going to find the Ice Cracked Demon King?"

"I don't know." The answer he received left Zi Baifeng speechless.

"Don't know?" Zi Baifeng looked around in a daze, "Then what's the use of us coming out?"

"The place where the Ice Cracking God hibernates is different every time." The third brother smiled bitterly, "We know that there are only a few places we can find in these places."

"Ah, then I want to find the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month?" Zi Baifeng was speechless.

"If you can't find it, you have to look for it until you find it." The Great Shaman's voice came. The Ice Cracked God is in danger now, so we cannot stand by and watch.

"It's still too late to regret it. You can go back to the tribe or go back to Mojia Town." said the Great Shaman.

"I won't go back." Zi Baifeng curled his lips, and the great shaman just smiled and didn't care.

A group of people set out in the wind and snow.

The white bear was walking on flat ground in the snow, running very fast and physically exhausted. The third son's sled dog was so tired that he foamed at the mouth, but was gradually pulled down.

The third brother jumped off the sled in a hurry and pushed the sled behind him, but the sled was gradually pulled down.

Fortunately, at this time, the Great Shaman ordered and everyone stopped to rest.

The third brother quickly took out a lot of pieces of meat and fed them to the sled dogs. He quickly distributed the meat in the car to the big shaman and others.

The Great Shaman and others took the pieces of meat and ate them open their mouths. The frozen hard meat was bitten and crunched.

Zi Baifeng was speechless. The meat was actually raw. No wonder Mr. Mo told Zi Baifeng to cherish his life in Mojia Town. If he left Mojia Town, he would probably have nothing to eat.

It turns out that these barbarians all eat raw meat.

People from the Giant Bear Demon Tribe ate raw food here, but the giant bears left the team and ran to hunt. Soon, they dragged their prey back one by one. Several giant bears were lazy and wandered around the third brother's sled, watching the third brother's sled dog, drooling.

"No, I can't eat my dog!" The third brother quickly waved his hand to drive them away. The white bears shook their heads a pity and turned around.

The third brother breathed a sigh of relief, squatted on the ground, touching the sled dog that comforted him.

The sled dogs were frightened and trembled one by one by the third brother.

"You might as well stop looking for any white bear. Just make a demon companion with your dog." Zibai Feng said.

"How can I do it? I want a white bear, the white bear is so powerful." The third brother shook his head desperately, "Besides, my dog ​​is not a monster, how can he become a demon companion?"

"If you want, it will be fine soon." Zi Baifeng smiled.

Although he wanted to transform the magic magic technique with Xiaopan again, he has not stopped practicing now. The changes to the magic magic technique also require many people to experiment. Zi Baifeng himself is this experimenter.

In another day or two, he will be able to practice the second technique of raising demons, and then he will be able to turn these dogs into monsters.

After staying on the snow-covered back for a while, Zi Baifeng felt tired and said to everyone: "You guys run first, I'll go and do something else."

As he said that, he entered his Linglong Mansion with a whoosh and left Traxue outside.

These people have never seen such a thing? They looked at each other in surprise.

This is the first time that Zi Baifeng has entered Linglong Mansion under such circumstances.

Ordinary magic weapon houses cannot be entered in this way. This function can only be used at the level of Linglong Mansion. However, after entering, it is not completely expanded. There is only one central hall and a courtyard near the central hall. You can see it in other places, but you can't enter it.

A little further away, a world of nothingness seemed to be shrouded in fog.

In this limited central hall courtyard, there is a screen wall where Wei Dahe and four cultivators stood facing the screen wall, as if facing the wall.

Zi Baifeng felt it carefully. The method he thought was indeed feasible. Over the past period of time, the spirituality contained in Linglong Mansion was indeed much more than before.

This feeling is like using Wei Dahe and the four cultivators as nourishing the demons.

But relying solely on them is still not possible. Zi Baifeng likes to have a beginning and an end in his work. Although the magic weapon Technique needs to be revised again, this does not affect his efforts to turn this magic weapon house into a monster. The simplest reason is that the magic weapon house is still consuming jade at this time. Regardless of whether this magic weapon house is unfolded or not, as long as there are people inside, they will consume energy.

Standing in front of the screen wall, Zi Baifeng thought for a while and picked up his pen to continue writing.

"Write a poem on the stone wall, and put wine in the pines. The water is white and clouds are spreading, and the lonely cranes return on the sunny day. The moss and bamboos are reflected in the pavilion, and we chat about this. After sitting for a long time, the sound of spring birds passes through the pass."

In just a few sentences, it was a living picture. Zi Baifeng couldn't help but unfold his imagination. In a trance, it seemed that a man was climbing along the mountain road. He was tired on the road and climbed in front of this stone wall.

Suddenly, a thunder suddenly sounded around, and many scenes suddenly appeared in the endless nothingness. In a trance, it was the mountain that Zi Baifeng imagined. Zi Baifeng turned his head, long pine, lonely crane, and moss bamboo appeared one after another, unpredictable, and the sound of birds in Guan Guan seemed to be ringing in his ears.

In that illusion, Zi Baifeng saw five people sitting in the pavilion. They looked around in a daze, with a very similar expression to Zi Baifeng.

"This is..." Zi Baifeng was shocked, "Dream?"

This unpredictable style is very similar to a dream.

But how could I be in a dream?

Could it be the dream of this Linglong Mansion?

If Linglong Mansion has a dream, will its consciousness wake up?

When consciousness wakes up, it means that it truly possesses spiritual intelligence and becomes a monster!

My own magic raising technique works!

Zi Baifeng used the magic technique to enlighten countless monsters, but this was the first time he experienced the birth of a monster's intelligence.

From that endless nothingness, a dream suddenly emerged, and then the dream gradually became real, as if it could trap people in it.

Zi Baifeng looked at the dream, felt the excitement and touch of the newborn spiritual wisdom, and gradually became obsessed.

...

"Bang!" An exquisite teacup was thrown to the ground and smashed to pieces. Wu Yunshen's roar was undepressed: "This damn Wei Da, he hasn't come back yet!"

"..." Before Wei Er could answer, another Changsui asked outside the door: "Young Master, Mr. Li asked me to ask why Yun Zhou has been wasting his time here and does not move forward."

When Wu Yunshen heard this, he became even more angry. The teapot on the table did not escape. He was smashed to the ground by Wu Yunshen. Hot water splashed on Wei Er's body, and Wei Er's eyebrows jumped.

But since Li Niansheng asked, Wu Yunshen had to answer. He knew that Li Niansheng was actually suspicious, and even knew that Wei Da had left. He asked Wu Yunshen to take back all these hands and feet as soon as possible to avoid affecting his actions.

"You go and tell Uncle Li that we have found some traces here and sent someone to confirm it." Wu Yunshen said.

The Changsui went, and Wu Yunshen said to Wei Er: "Go and let Yunzhou stop and wait for three hours. If Wei Da doesn't come back, let him run to find the bear demon by himself!"

Wei Er took the order and left. Not long after, Zi Baifeng and the third brother walked out of the Great Shaman's house. The third brother was very happy, but Zi Baifeng frowned.

The magic technique of the cultivators he learned before was completely different from the way he practiced, and Zi Baifeng couldn't figure it out.

However, Zi Baifeng couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't use himself to think hard. Zi Baifeng had a very powerful companion - Xiaopan.

At this time, Xiaopan was still in the Matou City, which was still in the vortex of death.

Matou City in the vortex of death is as warm as spring and full of vitality. No one would have thought that there would be such a good world in the vortex of death.

Zi Baifeng concentrated on teaching Xiaopan the magic technique he had learned through his spiritual clone, and asked him to help him do some analysis.

Since this magical submission technique was passed down by the Ice Cracking Demon King, it was naturally modified according to his own needs. If you think from the human direction, it may not be possible to think, but if you think from the perspective of a monster, it might be simpler.

"I have a premonition that if we understand the magic submission technique, the magic subsistence technique may have been completely overthrown again." Zibai Feng said.

Xiaopan nodded and sighed. Both of them were perfectionists. No one wanted to make the "Supering Demons and Concentrating Spirits" he had worked hard to create imperfections. It is not a solution to always make changes like this.
To be continued...