Ling Feiyan was a very smart man in the tribe, otherwise he would not have become the helmsman of the tribe at such a young age. After thinking about it for a while, he almost concluded the source of Lin Ruo's poison.
It's a pity that Lin Ruo disappeared long ago. Ling Feiyan couldn't catch up even if he wanted to, so he could only search slowly. But how could he search when the Canyun Mountain Range was thousands of miles wide?
After thinking about it for a while, Ling Feiyan decided to go back and report the matter to the evil master. He would first make a contribution and then stabilize his position so that Zhao Duo and Nan Meifeng would not dare to have any thoughts about him.
With the decision made, Ling Feiyan left the Canyun Mountains and rushed towards the interior of the Nine Nether Demon Realm according to the travel route.
There are countless high-level magical beasts inside the Nine Nether Demon Realm. If they don't follow a safe route, Ling Feiyan's cultivation as an upper-level Martial King is not enough, and a high-level magical beast can come out and keep them behind.
Lin Ruo gained a lot from the actual combat this time, but she felt that her trump card was not sharp enough, and she could not achieve a one-hit kill during the battle.
After thinking about it for a while, Lin Ruo felt that he should practice Taoism and assist in the performance of martial arts, so as to form effective combat effectiveness.
When Lin Ruo thinks of Taoism, he thinks of the art of controlling spirits. The art of controlling spirits is to control other people's souls. Even if you can't control it, it will have a great impact on the soul and make the opponent lose consciousness. If you attack at the moment when the opponent loses consciousness, I believe you can block it.
There are not many people.
With the direction in hand, Lin Ruo began to practice, practicing the Great Dao Cultivation Technique, the Divine Might Fighting Qi Jue and the Wuming Kung Fu together.
The Demonic Poison Book contains many cultivation techniques, but they are too vicious and overbearing, and Lin Ruo cannot practice them.
When Lin Ruo woke up from meditation, he found the little wolf sleeping soundly on his side.
Smiling and shaking his head, Lin Ruo began to practice the Sky-Splitting Claw. Ever since he discovered the power of the Sky-Splitting Claw during the last battle with the Shadow Leopard, Lin Ruo had never given up on practicing the Sky-Splitting Claw.
"Wait! Chen Fan, just wait for me. When I go back, you will be unlucky." Lin Ruo encouraged himself, mainly because the process of grabbing iron sand was very difficult, both for his body and his willpower.
A test.
At this time, in the Jiuyou Hall in the center of the Jiuyou Demon Realm, Ling Feiyan was reporting the situation he had discovered to the Evil Lord.
"The young man wearing the attire of Wuwei Taoist Academy has a very good level of cultivation as a high-level martial artist! He has obtained the treasure of Saint Lord Langxie. I will take it back. You and others will go look for it again. As for Zhao Duo, Nan
Don't worry about Meifeng's concerns, I will make an explanation." The evil master in a skirt raised his chin towards Ling Feiyan.
"Thank you evil master, I will do my best." Ling Feiyan walked backwards and walked out of the hall. Ling Feiyan rushed towards his tribe, planning to bring more people and catch Lin Ruo. If he could
If they do this, their status and that of the tribe will be improved, and other tribes will not dare to act rashly. Once their status is improved, Zhao Duo and Nan Meifeng will not dare to have any thoughts about themselves in the future.
Ling Feiyan left, and the evil master stretched out his hand to hold the armrest of the Taishi chair carved from white bones and thought about it.
"Boy, I can't catch you this time. Even if I sneak into Wuwei Taoist Temple, I will catch you back. I must get the Devil's Poison Book. With the spirit-controlling skills in the Devil's Poison Book, I can control the underworld."
The Heaven-Breaking Palm will be accomplished." Although the Evil Lord was talking to himself, his tone was extremely firm.
Watching the disciples below hunting down a group of mid-level beasts, Chen Fan felt very complicated. The boy who had been stubborn with him for three years just disappeared. The strong figure disappeared, and he felt a little empty. At the same time,
While thinking about how to explain to the sect, Ji Zhizhi's words when he came out made it very clear that the leader's responsibility cannot be evaded if something happens to a disciple.
Hua Yun has been depressed for three months. He is not afraid of death in every battle. When fighting against monsters, he sometimes exchanges injuries for injuries. After the battle, he is left with scars. Everyone knows why Hua Yun is like this.
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In order to avoid Hua Yun's hatred, Niu Meng stayed far away from him, but a group of people looked at him with contempt.
"Hua Yun, you have to cherish your body, hair, and skin, which you have received from your parents." Looking at Hua Yun, whose leg was injured again, Chen Fan stepped forward and scolded him with raised eyebrows.
"My body, hair, and skin were all shaped by my parents, so Lin Ruo didn't do the same." Hua Yun said with a sigh.
"Three months have passed since this incident. The responsibility rests with Master and has nothing to do with you." Chen Fan knew that this incident had a knot in Hua Yun's heart.
"I was the one who should have died, and I would rather die." Hua Yun stood up and sat aside. Hua Yun was also very resistant to Chen Fan, not understanding that he had bullied Lin Ruo for three years.
This time he threw it into the mouth of the monster.
Seeing Hua Yun like this, Chen Fan felt powerless in his heart. Chen Fan knew why Hua Yun had such an attitude. He just hoped that with the passage of time, his thoughts would change.
When the disciples of Wuwei Taoist Academy were training and Ling Feiyan led people to search, Lin Ruo was practicing selflessly. The Sky-Splitting Claw had achieved some success and no longer needed to grab iron sand. In the future, as his cultivation level improved, his power would increase.
Gradually improving, Lin Ruo was very satisfied when she saw that her hands had not changed, but had become as white as jade.
He reached out and hugged the little silver wolf, which was already over a foot tall, and stepped out of the Xuanling space and walked towards the water pool.
Lin Ruo fed Little Silver Wolf grilled fish every day. Within half a month, Little Silver Wolf's body had doubled in size.
When he arrived at the pool, Lin Ruo felt excited, took off his clothes, got down into the pool, and started swimming to catch fish. The little silver wolf's ears suddenly stood up, and then he ducked and ran into the woods beside the pool.
Lin Ruo ignored Little Silver Wolf. There were no large and dangerous monsters in the valley, and he was not worried about its safety. Lin Ruo started catching fish by himself.
When Lin Ruo came ashore, the little silver wolf came back with a rabbit in its mouth and looked at Lin Ruo very excitedly.
"Well, good, now that you can hunt for food by yourself, you can go and eat this rabbit! I'll give you a name, I'll call you Xiaolang." Seeing that the little silver wolf can hunt, Lin Ruo planned to let it eat raw meat.
Well, since it is a wolf, it cannot lose its wild nature.
The little silver wolf was now able to understand what Lin Ruo meant. He took the rabbit to the side and started to bite the rabbit. He took two bites and was very dissatisfied. He looked up at Lin Ruo.
"Don't look at me, keep eating!" Lin Ruo didn't look at Little Silver Wolf's eyes and started grilling the fish.
After eating, Lin Ruo stood up and thought about it for a moment. He felt that there was no need to bring the little silver wolf into the Xuanling space, and that he should let him survive alone in the valley. This would be conducive to his growth.
After settling the little wolf in the valley, Lin Ruo returned to the Xuanling Space to attack the Martial King Level. It had been a month since he reached this bottleneck, and now Lin Ruo felt like he had made a breakthrough.
Returning to the Xuanling Space, Lin Ruo began to attack the level. Except for the pill beads, the Dantian of an advanced martial artist was full of liquid fighting energy. If he wanted to advance to the King of Martial Arts, he needed to compress all the liquid fighting energy in the Dantian into the pills.
Strengthen the Danzhu. When the compression is completed, the Danzhu expands and the Dantian is free to continue absorbing spiritual energy and transforming the fighting energy. After calming down, Lin Ruo began to compress the fighting energy. As the liquid fighting energy decreased, Lin Ruo's Dantian inside
The pill beads gradually grew stronger, and as time passed slowly, beads of sweat appeared on Lin Ruo's forehead. This was a difficult process.
A martial soldier has no status but is actually an apprentice, while a martial artist is an apprentice who can act alone. Only a martial king can be considered a master, which is also a milestone in cultivation. A king-level master has left the mountain gate and entered the secular world, and his status is very high.
Among the three generations of disciples of Wuwei Taoist Academy, only Chen Qingyan and Liu Heng are king-level masters, because both of them are geniuses and are also representatives of the disciples of Qingzhu Branch.
There are not many disciples in the entire Wuwei Taoist Academy who have reached the king level. Only when they reach the king level can they truly have status and be the true disciples of Wuwei Taoist Academy, and can be exposed to some advanced techniques.
The last trace of liquid war energy could never be compressed into the pill bead, so Lin Ruo was a little anxious. Only by completely compressing the liquid war energy into the pill bead would the pill bead become full and round, and then he could advance successfully. This stalemate continued
what to do?
Lin Ruo was a little anxious and continued to compress it hard. The sweat on his forehead was flowing down his face and down his body.
Before half an hour was completed, Lin Ruo knew that if he continued to use it up, he would lose to that trace of fighting spirit. Lin Ruo, who was furious, clenched his fists, roared, and the Dantian Danzhu suddenly turned, and the spinning force swept across
That trace of fighting spirit that refuses to give in.