Yin Xuege just kept her head in a hurry and didn't seem to have any reaction to Wang Yifu's suggestion.
Wang Yifu's face was gloomy for a while, and then he quickly returned to his usual grace and calmness. He didn't believe that Yin Xuege could refuse such a huge temptation. The reason why he could refuse was simply that he didn't understand the temptation he would face.
How big.
Wang Qiangwei? This woman he has always looked down on is just a match. If Yin Xuege is not interested in Wang Qiangwei, then beauty, wealth, power, cultivation, territory, etc., he will be interested in it, right?
The fifteen golden immortals from the Wang family who belonged to Wang Yifu's camp slowly chased after them. They formed a circle and surrounded Yin Xuege. With this formation, it can be said that they are protecting Yin Xuege, and they are also protecting Yin Xuege.
It can be said that they imprisoned Yin Xuege, who was only an eighth-grade true immortal.
Glancing at the Wang family's golden immortals surrounding him and smiling, Yin Xuege took out a thumb-sized jade bottle and threw it into his mouth together with the bottle. In the jade bottle was a drop of Dao Dao essence and blood, a drop containing
The essence and blood of the Great Way of Wutu Law.
Together with the first drop of Dao essence and blood in his body, Yin Xuege quietly comprehended the wonderful charm of earth and wood's mutual restraint. His original Taoist cultivation level was extremely high, and his grasp of the way of heaven was no longer inferior to that of ordinary golden immortals. At this moment, he gained
The Heavenly Dao infusion of Dao Dao Essence and Blood, his Dao Xing, and his control over the two original energies of earth and wood between heaven and earth, have quickly made a breakthrough to the high-level Golden Immortal.
The huge power contained in the essence and blood of the Great Dao, which is comparable to the entire cultivation of dozens of golden immortals, is also being integrated into Yin Xuege's body bit by bit.
Although his roots are extremely strong, although his background is extremely powerful, every time he advances to a higher level, he needs huge amounts of energy. But the essence and blood of the avenue is the best resource for cultivation. The power of two drops of essence and blood of the avenue is constantly fused, and he
His body is improving. His cultivation is also slowly improving.
After chasing Wang Yizhu for hundreds of thousands of miles carelessly and unabashedly, Yin Xuuge suddenly smiled and said: "Wang Yizhu, don't run away, find a geomantic treasure, and I will bury you."
With a 'pop', all the immortal power in Yin Xuege's body suddenly shrank, and the immortal power became more condensed, like streams of light flowing freely through the body. The aura he released instantly became several times stronger, and he
He successfully broke through from the eighth level True Immortal to the seventh level True Immortal.
Wang Yifu and others frowned and looked over. Yin Xuuge's breakthrough gave them a great sense of weirdness.
Everyone was flying rapidly in the air, and they were still transmitting messages to provoke Wang Yizhu. How could Yin Xuuge break through so easily?
Isn't there any disorder in his mana when he's flying? Is there no ups and downs in his mood when he's flying? He can talk while flying, and he can easily break through the realm of the first-level true fairyland. Is this guy's Taoism...
Is it already the Golden Immortal Realm?
"I have a high degree of compatibility with the way of heaven." Yin Xuege noticed Wang Yifu's confused gaze. He turned around and said with a smile: "In other words, I understand what the way of heaven is better than ordinary people."
In front of everyone, Yin Xuuge took out a 30,000-year-old blood-striped golden ginseng. The golden ginseng, which is as long as an adult's arm, is almost ready to mature. Its branches, leaves and roots are all on Yin Xuege.
Trembling violently, Yin Xuege recited a Buddhist scripture about salvation, and a faint wisp of smoke erupted from Jin Ginseng's body. In an instant, it was swept away without a trace by the unpredictable power of reincarnation.
"Go, go. In your next life, be reincarnated as a human being, and don't become a blood-striped golden ginseng that is about to become a sperm."
After muttering a few words, Yin Xuuge swallowed the piece of golden ginseng that contained extremely powerful spiritual energy of heaven and earth in two mouthfuls. He burped, and there was a faint wisp of rich ginseng fragrance floating around his body. His skin
There was a trace of firelight surrounding it below, and after just half a quarter of an hour, his breath moved again, soaring from the seventh-level true immortal to the sixth-level realm.
"You!" Wang Yifu's hands and feet twitched, and his mind was confused. He had seen monsters, but never such a monster. After swallowing a blood-striped golden ginseng, he actually broke through the current realm in half a quarter of an hour?
Of course. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in a 30,000-year-old blood-striped golden ginseng is almost comparable to that of three or five peak-level true immortals. As long as the power of the medicine can be fully digested without the body and soul collapsing, a mortal can be successful.
Use this holy elixir to break through to the realm of true immortality.
But cultivation is never something that can be accomplished overnight. It is basically impossible for this kind of thing to happen immediately after swallowing the medicinal herbs!
"My physique is a bit weird." Yin Xuuge looked at Wang Yifu with wide eyes and said sincerely: "No matter how many elixirs and herbs are swallowed, they can be converted into one's own mana without any loss, and any herb has its own magic power.
The toxicity does not have any interference with me. Therefore, I can take the fairy grass elixir as I like to improve my cultivation."
Shrugging his shoulders, Yin Xuuge told the truth: "In the past, I was too poor to waste so many magical medicines. I recently made a fortune, haha!"
'hehe'.
Wang Yifu and the golden immortals around him had their eyes widened, and they could only laugh a few times with "hehe" and were speechless.
"Hey, Wang Yizhu, haven't you decided where to die?" Wiping the remaining ginseng liquid at the corner of his mouth, Yin Xuuge continued to challenge Wang Yizhu: "Where do you want to escape to? You should actually escape back to Xiaoyao Mountain.
, at least in the Zhentian Holy Prince’s Mansion, I don’t dare to kill you in public!”
Wang Yizhu turned back and glanced at Yin Xuege, raised his hands and made an extremely rude curse gesture, and then the blood light suddenly pressed down and fell towards the vast mountains below.
'Dong~~~', the long ringing sound came from the mountains. Through the thick clouds, you can see the mountain stream below. Under the cover of a few ancient pines, a thatched cottage stands quietly among the thorns.
A young man wearing a black monk's robe, but with a bun on his head, holding a crescent shovel, and carrying a bronze sword on his back. He looked like a Taoist but not a monk, standing quietly in front of the thatched cottage gate, among the thorns.
A huge bronze bell with colorful ancient colors hangs suspended at the door of the thatched cottage. The giant bronze bell, which is three feet and three feet high, automatically moves without wind and emits a dull ringing sound that makes the surrounding mountains and forests sway like water waves.
"Huh? Is there anyone in this barren mountain?" Yin Xuege lowered his head and looked at the thatched cottage. Wang Yizhu happened to land in front of the thatched cottage. He solemnly lifted up his robe and knelt down in front of the thatched cottage.
"Of course there are people in the barren mountains and ridges." Wang Yifu glanced at the thatched cottage and said with a mysterious expression: "This is still the territory of Xiaoyaoji. Xiaoyaoji is a force composed of descendants of sinners exiled by major saint clans, so among the mountains and forests
Snakes and dragons are lurking, and there are casual cultivators everywhere who are unwilling to establish a family and are cultivating here."
While talking, the group of people had already pressed the escape light and landed directly in front of the thatched cottage.
Yin Xuege shook his sleeves, "haha" and smiled up at the sky, then strode towards Wang Yizhu: "Run away, keep running away, let me see where you can escape to? Go to heaven and earth, let me see where you can escape!"
Wang Yizhu, if you dare to flirt with my woman, commit suicide!"
A young man in black monk robes took two steps across and reached out to block Yin Xuuge. His left hand shook violently, and the copper rings on the crescent shovel in his hands collided with each other, making a loud noise.
He glared at Yin Xuege angrily and shouted sternly: "Buddhist holy land, people of mortal world, get out of here!"
Yin Xuege was stunned, looking at this serious young man and suddenly laughed: "Do you think I don't know what a monk looks like? This is a holy land of Buddhism, and you are the monks. I have never seen a monk with long hair.
!”
The young man sneered and took a step forward towards Yin Xuege: "What do stupid people know? Whether I grow my hair or not, what does it have to do with my heart? In my heart, I think I am a disciple of Buddhism, and I am a disciple of Buddhism.
Even if I wear fine clothes, play and sing day and night, even if I kill people, rape and plunder, I am still a disciple of Buddhism!"
Killing people, raping and plundering? Are they Buddhist disciples? Yin Xuuge looked at the young man and suddenly laughed loudly. After laughing three times, a green stream of light shot out from his sleeves like a carp jumping through a dragon gate.
, swept towards the young man's throat.
"Be brave!" the young man shouted coldly, and the bronze sword he carried on his back unsheathed with a clang and flew out, falling headfirst with a bright blue light, and struck Yin Xuege's flying sword fiercely.
The two swords collided, and a crisp sound was heard. The young man's flying sword was struck in two by Yin Xuege's sword light. His body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Yin Xuege was unreasonable,
He pulled out a nine-tooth wolf-tooth knife with his right hand and slashed with it. Suddenly, the howl of wolves rose into the sky from the blade, and hundreds of ferocious and ferocious green-gray wolf heads shot out from the blade, turning into a terrifying torrent and slashing at him.
On young people.
The black monk's robe was shattered, and the young man screamed in agony. His body was continuously torn open with bone-deep wounds. Large pieces of flexible metal muscles and meridians were torn apart by the light of the knife. His body staggered back, exposing his belly.
It is made of metal, with numerous internal organs and internal organs flashing with runes and formations on its surface.
"Puppet! No wonder he speaks so harshly." Yin Xuuge rushed in front of the young man, swiped his sword and cut off his head.
Amidst the sound of 'clang', the head fell to the ground and rolled a few times. The young man's head still glared at Yin Xuege, and he opened his mouth and roared angrily: "It's extremely shameless. Your cultivation level is far inferior to mine. If I don't attack... ...If my sword is worse than yours, there is no way you can beat me!"
Yin Xuuge looked at the head that could still speak, raised his foot and trampled him to pieces.
"It's just about life and death, not fairness. You puppet, you still have a lot to learn." Yin Xuuge sneered a few times, pointed at Wang Yizhu and said with a smile: "Wang Yizhu, do you think these puppets can help you?
Can’t help?”
"My Buddha is so kind. The donor is too murderous. I have to dig it out and clean it to wash away all the murderous intent."
In the midst of the low-pitched reputation of the monk, a majestic monk who was 1.6 feet tall, with a waist and a tiger's back, and a gnarled body, with only his lower body wrapped in an animal skin, walked slowly out of the thatched cottage.
Wang Yizhu chuckled.
Wang Yifu and other sixteen golden immortals knelt on the ground at the same time, kowtowed to the majestic monk and said, "Envoy, are you here in person?"
Yin Xuuge's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly took a few steps back. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
ps: I’m trying to be cute, but it’s really hard to lose weight. I went back to Hunan for a month during the Chinese New Year and gained 20 pounds. This is simply a sin.