Wen Tianbao's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the young monk in the middle stage of foundation building and said, "What should I do if you say I shouldn't know? Some secrets that I shouldn't know are known. This is a big taboo in the world of immortal cultivation. Maybe I will let you go this time and I will bring a large number of people to arrest me in the next moment."

"I naturally know this." The young monk was silent for a while and said, "I am willing to apologize for some spirit stone treasures."

The monk in the early stage of foundation building also hurriedly said: "We have lived and died together just now. Cultivators cannot kill us with these trivial words. We are all righteous monks."

"Then you were provoked by the Demonic Cultivator just now, what is the intention of hesitation?" Wen Tianbao said lightly, "If the other party does not kill you in time, is it possible that you will stand with those Demonic Cultivators?"

The monk's face turned pale and he kept saying, "I am also out of self-protection, and I was in chaos for a while. At that time, I didn't know how powerful you are when you cultivator."

Wen Tianbao snorted coldly, without answering, and instead said to the young monk: "You said you would exchange some compensation for losses. I think you are like a trustworthy person, so I met your request, but you also have to see what you can exchange for this secret. I will not want some ordinary spirit stone magic tools."

The young monk exhaled deeply and said, "I don't have anything else on me now. I think my high-level magic weapons and array talismans are all lacking. I'm afraid I don't like ordinary things. However, my immortal cultivation family has a martial art, which may be loved by my fellow practitioners."

"What kind of martial arts, let me tell you." Wen Tianbao frowned. What he lacked the most now is martial arts. "Tianyi Sword Art" belongs to sword cultivation techniques. With his already deep-rooted wood attributes, he cannot practice at all. Although he cannot practice sword cultivation techniques, he can practice any other martial arts. He has the five elements plus seven spiritual roots of wind and thunder. Although the qualifications of the spiritual platform are extremely poor, he can practice them.

"It is a fire-attributed martial art, called "Zhiyan Gong", which has been recorded from Qi Refining to Rongyuan Period..." The young monk briefly explained. After listening to some of the clips, Wen Tianbao immediately confirmed his skills. His current "Ling Wood Art" can only support foundation building, but there is no suitable martial arts practice in the future. According to the young monk, this "Zhiyan Gong" seems to have some similarities with the "Ling Wood Art".

"Okay. Since you are so aware of your appearance, I will allow you to exchange it with your skills. But I don't want the complete version of the Immortal Cultivation Family. Just copy the passages and cultivation insights you have read in your mind word by word." Wen Tianbao's eyes flashed and said, "But don't use tricks. If I see something wrong with it, you will wait for the head to land."

As he said that, Wen Tianbao's aura erupted, and a abundant spiritual consciousness power spread out. Even the monks in the middle stage of foundation building in front of him changed their faces. He had suffered some damage, and Wen Tianbao's spiritual consciousness power was extremely strong, and there was a sharp aura that looked like a sword but not a sword. This person was naturally afraid of Wen Tianbao. However, he could not have thought that Wen Tianbao's true cultivation was at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining, and now Wen Tianbao has already exhausted his spiritual power and is still recovering his spiritual power bit by bit. If a head-on battle occurs again, Wen Tianbao may not be able to defeat this monk.

The young monk did not expect Wen Tianbao to make such a request, and his face was a little strange, but he still did as Wen Tianbao's request, took a blank jade slip and printed the knowledge of the martial arts paragraphs and experiences with his spiritual consciousness.

After taking the jade slip, Wen Tianbao did not hesitate and swept it with his quick spiritual consciousness. "In the five elements, the fire is burned with the extreme, and wherever it goes, all things turn into ashes. What is scorching flame is the ultimate evolution of fire. To master the essence of fire, you must know where the fire comes from and where it returns. In the ignition and return to the ruins, it is the 'storing flame'! The most prosperous period..."

Wen Tianbao looked all the way and felt his heart beating wildly, his mouth was dry, as if there were flames burning on his body.

"What a good practice. After reading these exercises and insights, I have vaguely grasped the true meaning of a trace of flame. It is said that the middle between the birth and death of fire is the ultimate. I think otherwise, the real flame is endless, just like the sun in the sky, which is endless for hundreds, thousands of years and tens of thousands of years!"

"How can the flames be born endlessly? Of course, it is forever born in wood. As long as I can mobilize the spiritual power of wood endlessly, I can generate flames forever. And I have understood the essence of the "Spiritual Wood Art" and the level of sensing plants and trees. If I thoroughly learn this technique and fully understand the essence of it, I can transform between the spiritual power of wood and the spiritual power of fire. With a wave of my hand, wood and fire will be born together forever!"

Originally, Wen Tianbao was watching and thinking, but at this time he saw a passage that seemed to be a passage that was promoted to Rongyuan. "Refining spiritual power should be extremely changed. Do whatever you want, and the flames will take shape..."

"When you want, the flames will form..." Wen Tianbao has read many classics and naturally knows some secrets of the Rongyuan period. Most Rongyuan period monks condense ordinary spiritual power to prepare for the transformation of pills. Some monks can form spiritual power, which is also spiritual power, but there are many spiritual powers. There are various mysterious powers in the use. However, the theory of spiritual power forming in classics is almost always very cautious. There are often monks who want to follow the path of Rongyuan formation, but because of carelessness, their spiritual power is disordered and their bodies exploded.

Some of the skills and experiences given by this monk are "will do whatever you want". Although it is just a change in this subsection, it has caused a huge difference in the entire technique. If Wen Tianbao practiced this technique to the end and reached the moment of upgrading to Rongyuan, he did not grasp the key to Rongyuan. Instead, he condensed spiritual power according to his own intentions, and he would eventually end up with death.

Thinking of this, Wen Tianbao felt cold in his heart.

The two monks saw Wen Tianbao's eyes closed for a moment after seeing the jade slip. After a moment of opening his eyes, a sensational light shone out, as if even the momentum had changed.

"Have you finished reading it? How do you think this martial art is like?" The young monk saw Wen Tianbao's eyes a little cold, and he couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart and asked.

"Of course I've finished watching it. This technique is good." Wen Tianbao smiled harmlessly, but he had a secret desire to kill himself in his heart. He thought that he had left the Danding Sect and saw this vast world of immortal cultivation, and had met some kind casual cultivators, but this was just an illusion, and the real intrigue was just the beginning.

"You can leave." Wen Tianbao nodded to the young monk, then looked at the monk with only one arm left. The monk looked alert and even pressed his hand on the storage bag. He said calmly: "My friend, I also have some martial arts here..."

"Forget it, I don't think of ordinary skills. But I can feel the tension in your heart now and the murderous intent hidden in my heart..." Wen Tianbao narrowed his eyes, and the face of the one-armed monk changed suddenly. He quickly slapped a magic weapon flying sword from the storage bag. Wen Tianbao sacrificed the "Yuan Ling Shield" with one hand and condensed it with the other hand to slap the "Splitting Sword". This "Splitting Sword" was originally aimed at the one-armed monk, but Wen Tianbao controlled the agility and suddenly turned in the air, killing the young monk who had just driven the flying sword and escaped.

"You!" The young monk was shocked and immediately hurriedly sacrificed the hook-shaped magic weapon. With a buzzing movement, a circle of flames spread out, and even transformed into two shadow lights to kill Wen Tianbao.

"Split Sword Shadow!" Wen Tianbao directly used his sword to display the Split Sword Shadow. He felt that the spiritual power in the dantian was thinner. The "Split Sword" also turned into two sword lights, but it was different from the magic weapon pattern. It was more swift and agile, as if two "Split Swords" appeared, not only breaking the two shadow lights, but also rushing towards the young monk. Seeing this, the young monk sprayed out another mouthful of essence and blood. When he pinched his fingers, he suddenly had two hot fires.

The flame ball came, and the dazzling light flashed like the sun on the flame ball, and it was as bright as the light. Even Wen Tianbao felt a little dazzling. The blazing fire pounced on him, directly burning Wen Tianbao's two "Splitting Swords" to twist and melting. However, it was just burning the sword light. Wen Tianbao pointed his finger and the "Splitting Swords" opened everything horizontally. All of this came in a wonderful way, just slashing in the center of the two fireballs, and immediately divided the two fireballs into two halves and smashed them to the ground.

Four loud bangs and four shocking pits were blown up on the ground.

"Are these some magical uses that accompany the 'Zhiyan Gong'? You have extraordinary cultivation and are hiding deeply. No wonder you have fought with those demon monks for so long. But you offended me and learned a little secret. You wanted to forgive you, but you were tampering with the martial arts, so I had to kill and eliminate my own troubles!" Wen Tianbao's face was as cold as frost. After that, his spiritual consciousness moved and used the 'Spiritual Sword' again. The sword light killed him in a elegant posture. When the young monk saw Wen Tianbao's spiritual sword light coming, he was calm and took out another shield, which was similar to the high-level magic weapon "Yuan Ling Shield" purchased by Wen Tianbao. As soon as the spiritual sword light came into contact, it was immediately shocked, and Wen Tianbao felt dizzy.

"Wait! When I return to the family, I will tell the elders of the family and promote it everywhere. Soon you will become the target of public criticism! Then I see where can you hide in the middle stage of foundation building?!" The young monk did not entangle with Wen Tianbao. The two magic weapons only fought in mid-air for a moment. The young monk used a secret technique, which was experiencing the light of the sun, which was almost faster than Wen Tianbao's shuttle and used it with all his strength, and soon disappeared from a distance.

"Hmph." Wen Tianbao did not go to chase after him. Now he lacked spiritual power. He was afraid that he would not only not be able to catch him, but also likely to encounter a trap. At this time, the light of the magic weapon rushed towards him. Wen Tianbao's acupoint moved, and a big hand condensed to rush towards the flying sword of the magic weapon that was coming towards him again. The one-armed monk hurriedly wanted to control the magic weapon and escape, but was led by Wen Tianbao's finger and slashed down obliquely without any fancy moves. He just slashed quickly. Half of the cultivator's body was cut off, and his blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, but he was still not dead for the time being. He kept struggling in his wail, which was terrible.

Wen Tianbao was never kind to his enemies. He fell down the sword light again, and the monk died completely.

Wen Tianbao did not stop at all, took a few pills, and then drove the "Xingkong Shuttle" to fly eastward.

Not long after Wen Tianbao flew away, several black-robed monks flashed the lacquer light and flew into the air. They looked at the messy scene with cold eyes. One of them closed his eyes in the air, kept making gestures in his hands, and felt it, and his voice was extremely cold and weird: "I felt the pain and struggle of many people, and I also felt a strange aura in it. This aura was just opposite to the 'evil stone', and it seemed like a kind of light fluctuation."

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the corpse that had been absorbed and dried on the ground, saying, "After all, he couldn't resist the temptation, absorbed the evil spirit in it, and ended up like this. But I was given a mysterious technique by my master, and successfully refined the evil spirit in the "evil stone". This gas full of desire is really fascinating. It seems that the more I can do whatever I want, the harder it is to control. No wonder Huanxu Sect has to occupy this mountain for thousands of years, and it turns out that they are all studying this kind of thing!"

Several demon cultivators turned around and used various search tools, and finally pointed the direction in two directions. One was the direction where the young monk fled, and the other was the direction where Wen Tianbao fled.

Shortly after several demon cultivators left, the sky was like fairy clouds flying, and more than ten disciples of the Huanxu Sect came in the clouds and mist. They had a more immortal spirit than the disciples of the Danding Sect that day. Several disciples investigated and immediately reported: "There are three disciples who are fake." A monk with wide face and pointed eyes flashed, and he had a vague style of a superior: "Pull the bodies back to the sect and discuss them later."

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