Chapter two hundred and fifty-nine natal instruments, disguised demons
"Just keep this destiny."
Wu Lang took the [Evolutionary Essence] and put it away, his eyes full of longing.
Life Spirit Root is an ultra-rare non-combat type.
I tried to lower its quality and turned it into a green one!
Then he absorbs it and turns it into one of the hundreds of fates in his body. He can use this fate to evolve other green fates!
As for Xi Ruming’s other fate?
[Eating Heaven] is essentially a killing and fighting destiny. It is a system of swallowing and fighting. It is useless to come by yourself, let alone a purple one.
Wu Lang called over Xiao Yu'er, "This is Xi Ruming's destiny [Eating Heaven]. It's a purple destiny with great potential. Just take it... This way, you can learn from Xi Ruming and swallow it."
The cloud demon came to the cloud abyss disguised as a demon."
Some people's destiny is purple, and the upper limit of their potential is purple.
Some people's destiny is purple because their realm is still low. After passing through the tribulation, their destiny will inevitably change qualitatively and turn into orange instantly!
Xi Ruming's destiny seems to be double purple, but in fact, as he grows up, it must be orange or even gold.
He is a person with immortal talents.
Shark Yu'er's eyes were full of joy: "My husband's betrothal gift is really good, so how can I use this fortune?"
Same Yu'er is not an inanimate puppet of the Six Paths of Reincarnation - a player, and she does not have her own special physique that can devour one's destiny.
It is a normal life of flesh and blood, so naturally it cannot be installed on the body.
You must know that the former disciples of the Huangquan Sect generally had only two uses after receiving their destiny: 1. To collect it from Po Meng in exchange for contribution points. 2. To use it to make their own natal magic weapon.
"You can just take this destiny and make it into a magical weapon." Wu Lang said.
"The natal magic weapon of the disciples of Huangquan Sect?" Shark Yu'er was curious.
Wu Lang explained casually:
The peak master's natal magical weapon is the Six Life Wheel, which is composed of six life patterns.
The natal magic weapon of the secondary core disciples is composed of one or two horoscopes.
Wu Lang thought for a while and introduced with a smile: "You use it to make your natal magic weapon and refine it in your body. You can only use this magic weapon to exert your talent, but it is not one-tenth of the original Xi Ruming's level. After all, he is not a living person.
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"I see."
Same Yu'er was still overjoyed. After all, it was unrealistic for a magic weapon to be comparable to herself.
"However, be careful not to eat people." Wu Lang reminded.
Same Yu'er rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I'm not a pervert! I only eat cooked meat, so I eat monster meat normally, monster meat..."
"Being a gourmet has a good destiny. Eating food can improve your strength, even if it is only one tenth. And my husband seems to be proficient in cooking. I am blessed with good food."
Wu Lang nodded.
Anyway, I don’t have high requirements.
In some provinces on this earth, people eat everything. This is especially true for the Kyushu people. They eat monsters, dragon meat, and unicorn meat even more expensively.
The monks have lived for a long time and are better at eating.
In short, if you don't eat people, it will be over. In essence, it is still diaphragm.
"By the way, I'll take you to meet Po Meng and cast the Wheel of Life."
Wu Lang took Xiao Yu'er for a walk.
Po Meng said with a smile: "Little girl, that's very good. Jingzhou is in good order, and you have contributed a lot to it! You bought a lot of time for your husband, so that he can develop martial arts for the people of the world."
"You've given me the award." Shark Yu'er said quickly.
Po Meng loved Wujiwu. She had just won a big victory and tortured several demon sects from Shitian Mansion next door. She was in a very good mood. She gave Shark Yu'er a little extra fire and took out Shitian Mansion's cultivation skills as a greeting gift.
After all, the number one spy sect in Kyushu is no joke.
Naturally, Shitian Mansion had a sneak attack on them!
Otherwise, their previous relationship would not be so rigid.
"Thank you, Senior Po Meng."
Shark Yu'er was greatly moved. She looked surprised on the way back and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the Huangquan Holy Sect is not as evil and scary as the legends say. Everyone is very friendly, and that old man is even more kind-hearted. I am here."
I felt the friendship and harmony.”
Wu Lang could only laugh.
The world’s best spy sect can’t pretend to be a good person?
Just kidding.
After bidding farewell to Po Meng, Wu Lang took her to visit the Little Leiyin Temple.
Shark Yu'er was very pleasantly surprised and secretly met with the ten leaders of the Mountain Spirits. Tai Di and the others had already known Shark Yu'er for a long time, representing the human race and the leaders of the ancient human race respectively.
After playing in the temple for a while, he returned to the Seventh Peak, told her some things again, and then joined the Huangquan Sect and became a disciple.
A few days passed like this.
After Sharyu'er got used to her identity, she rarely came to the Seventh Peak of the Underworld Sect.
After all, she has been very busy.
Because someone is the boss, she, the queen, is handling all kinds of things in Jingzhou. Now she is dealing with the funeral affairs of Yanwu and the placement of those guys. She is even more busy.
And the incarnation of her luck dealt with Jingzhou openly, and the main body gradually became familiar with her own magical weapon, and began to try to transform into the cloud demon.
After successfully mastering it, she immediately began to withdraw, and her body secretly came to find Wu Lang.
"Husband, I'm here to find you."
Her thoughts are obvious:
As a queen, she is still very dangerous in Jingzhou, and those people will probably attack him.
Now, she lives in seclusion with her husband in a cave in the abyss of clouds and mist, and the incarnation of luck rules Jingzhou. Who can find her?
...
Click.
A vast abyss of clouds and mist, in an underground cave.
Wu Lang opened his eyes and looked at the empty cave with a peaceful expression.
I got up and poured a cup of tea to moisten my throat.
The youngest disciple, Yun Rong, also ran away to wander around. She was smart and lively, fighting the younger generation of monsters everywhere in the Yunwuyuan. Occasionally she would come back to visit the lonely old man and bring some wonderful souvenirs.
Yun Rong is the most worry-free.
The traditional system of cultivation is not as weird as the previous brothers and sisters. They are serious classical monks.
"Then Nizi has been running around all day. If Sharyu'er comes here now, her cave won't be so deserted."
He loves to work overtime and is not autistic. As a normal male, he will certainly not reject a beautiful woman coming to his door.
But after all, it’s just a little spice of life.
The real goal is to practice hard, live forever, be free in the world, and no longer dare others to catch you, and no longer need to hide in caves.
"call!"
Wu Lang took a deep breath and said, "According to the speed at which Shark Yu'er is going, it will take several months before she can reach me."
"She is really young and passionate. While she is busy with various important matters in Jingzhou and dealing with the arrangements for the young master of the Daoyan Sect and the others, she is also busy running over to express her condolences to her husband."
He took out a map of Jingzhou and looked at the large and small red dots of "Disciples of the Huangquan Sect" on it, opening sects and sects all over Jingzhou.
They gathered in twos and threes and kept moving slowly.
"I keep an eye on their location at all times, so I'm not afraid of them messing around."
"Now, those invaders from Jingzhou have established their sects in the mainland, and this world of cultivation has been fully developed."
How vast is Jingzhou?
It is larger than the earth, after all, the earth's area is only one third of the land.
Just imagine, if the Earth is all land, then it would be larger than Jingzhou.
Such a huge world of cultivation was originally like a desert. The human race's population of tens of billions in the past shrunk under the oppression of the mountain spirits. The human race did not even have a 3% land share before.
It is naturally a great thing for these people to fill in the gap.
And Wu Lang is not so arrogant that he feels that he can control all the sects in Jingzhou alone. That is unrealistic!
My own dominance is not that great at all.
Their huge territory allows them to breed a large number of prosperous sects, and a large number of spiritual beasts appear in the holy land. The right way is to cultivate disciples, build secret realms, pay tribute, and pay taxes.
The Daoyan sect, traditional Buddhism, and even various first-rate and second-rate Kyushu sects come here to spread the word and preach, which is when a hundred flowers truly bloom.
As for the major demon sects such as the Holy Land of Bones?
An absolute ban was also issued:
You are not allowed to do anything to weak mortals, low-level cultivators who have just practiced for less than a few years, and others are free to do so.
As for attacking other monks?
Crazy murder and treasure hunt?
Or is the White Bone Holy Land digging the graves of other monks’ masters?
Wu Lang didn't bother to pay attention to them.
There is internal fighting in the cultivation of immortality, which is the kingly way.
If you forcefully create a "literary prison", a lifeless and absolutely peaceful world of immortality with no fighting or death crisis, and raise them to be monks who know the theory and are kind and innocent, then they are destined to perish.
A world must have sunshine and darkness.
The magic door is the necessary shadow.
Therefore, the Demon Sect is stationed here to kill people and seize treasures, but he sees clearly.
"Anyway, their magic sect is doing all kinds of things secretly. After the robbery, just pay tribute and pay taxes."
Regardless of the battle between good and evil, it’s up to you to fight your enemies. Remember to pay regularly.
A vast and huge world of cultivation finally developed on its own.
"We can be quiet for a while."
Wu Lang closed his eyes and thought deeply: "I am currently in the stage of becoming a god. In the final analysis, it is a matter of strength... I will continue to improve my strength."
After escaping another street parade incident, he stabilized the situation in Jingzhou and continued his practice!
Another month has passed.
The outside world gradually got on the right track, the dramatic changes in martial arts in Jingzhou began to subside, and the beginning of civilization began to sprout.
This is even more true for cultivators.
In the imperial city of Jingzhou, they took advantage of Wu Lang who was in the competition to preach a hundred methods, including medicine, food, tattoos, tattoos, official errands...
Various cultivation systems have experienced a major explosion.
Countless mortals have begun to embark on the journey of cultivation, cultivating their own destiny and recognizing their true self.
Everywhere in the streets and markets, cultivators can be seen walking back and forth, which can be said to be the true beginning of the prosperous age.
The era has completely exploded!
The name of the cultivator is widely known in the Jingzhou cultivation world.
"good."
Wu Lang smiled, glanced at the outside world, and continued practicing.
He used to work overtime and study hard every day, practicing hundreds of knowledge in various fields, but now he can't even learn it...
So, he stopped learning.
He focused on improving his cultivation level, spending half of his usual study time on cultivation, and his cultivation speed increased extremely fast, doubling as much.
He still works overtime for more than fifteen hours a day, and he feels that the second level of the Divine Transformation Stage is approaching visibly with the naked eye.
However, he is still not satisfied!
The higher the realm, the slower the practice. Now it takes five or six years to break through a small realm, which is too slow.
I won’t go to the sea of suffering without seasons.
Disaster!
"Although this is already very fast for the average god-transformation stage, I have all kinds of elixirs here, magic weapons to enhance practice, and huge fortunes, everything you need."
Wu Lang frowned, "We have to find a way to increase the speed of practice."
Just when he was thinking like this, his mind moved slightly.
