After spending more than half a year to stabilize his cultivation, Chen Mou then improved his fire protection and attack, and became familiar with the swordsmanship and power exertion of the Nascent Soul realm. In the third year, he began to explore the cohesion of the magic.
He didn't have to practice hard behind closed doors. He often went down the mountain to ask for advice from the giant demon Lao Yuan who had cultivated the Dharma to a height of more than a hundred feet.
In almost a year, he mastered this magical power and cultivated the Dharma to about five feet.
It is a magical and mysterious feeling to divide one person into two.
After years of tempering his body with the Seven-Yam Fire, his physique has already improved to a level that is beyond the reach of most demon cultivators of the same level.
The strength of body and mind have mutually reinforcing benefits for the blessing of Dharma.
Yuan Hou blew the fuzzy Dharma image into the lake in one breath and affirmed with a smile: "Yes, if you can persist for more than ten breaths, your Dharma image is on a solid path. What is lacking is precipitation and accumulation. You will just spend more time practicing in the future."
Chen Mou took away the vulnerable Dharma form, sat down and drank a cup of tea, and said: "In a few days, I will bring Old Zhu to the Monster Monkey Tribe. You should pay attention to mastering the strength, not too heavy or too light..."
"Okay, your kid is so verbose now, don't worry, beat him until he's half dead, and he'll look like he's still alive."
Marquis Yuan waved his hand to indicate that he would not admit any guests and not talk about his quietness.
The white-haired old man wearing a star robe and a goatee, holding a ram's horn staff, looked at the young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe from eight miles away. A kind smile appeared on his thin face, and he stretched out his hand to help: "Bi Yan
You must be polite. I see that his aura has reached perfection. If he can retreat in a few years to reach a lower realm, I wish you a smooth breakthrough and add a new low hand to your demon clan."
The white-haired old man calculated Bi Yan's calculations silently, and said in a low and unpredictable manner: "Bi Yan has no chance of life, death or chance during this trip. It is indeed a waste of time. You just want to keep two of them."
Fang Bi and Bi Yan set off for Jiwei Continent, flew across the small sea area, and arrived at Linhai City a few days ago. They had no intention of stopping at Demon City, so they bypassed the city.
Lian Han rubbed his hands and chuckled: "Actually, I tell you, Sir, what's the point? When your ancestor got a rare 'lucky lotus heart fruit' sapling, he opened a sect in Baizhu Mountain, which is not the current Taisu Mountain.
Establish a sect and nourish the spiritual fruit with the sect’s luck.
Lao Yuan's real body is two points more powerful than his physical appearance. If he wanders alone in Dongchui Xiaolu for a few years, he will be invincible, because the total number of gods in Dongchui Xiaolu can't beat me.
Did I ask the young master how he knew the secret?
Bi Yan was grateful, and Master Xiaotian gave me two suggestions. I was even more unsure about this trip, so I bowed my head and thanked him, watched the two juniors leave, and continued my journey westward with Fang Bi.
With my fortune-telling skills, I can understand everything at a glance at the feet of an old Taoist priest.
The white-haired old man thought he was interested. He put his right hand under the left hand holding the staff and returned the salute, saying: "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
The white-faced giant beside me was silent.
The next day, several gods-incarnation low-level people from Shengxian Mountain sent Yuanying to deliver congratulatory gifts.
The heir to the Sky Monument that time was the same as Taoist priest Qingtong, which was very boring.
The white-faced giant man's eyes widened in surprise. Since he knew Xiaotian's reputation as a fortune teller, he still dared to agree to the opportunity in person?
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After chatting for a while, they dispersed.
I felt deep in my heart that I had let the birds fly. I finally managed to become a bit of a low-hander. I no longer had to be timid in the upper world. Even when faced with a seventh-level attack, I could fight or outrun.
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Lao Yuan once told me that after reaching an agreement with Lao Goat, there was nothing to worry about.
After staying in Qianfeng City for a few days, Xuer was left with Hua Chaoyue to accompany her, walking around and playing in Fufeng Continent.
In the evening, we had a cleansing banquet at Qingfeng Restaurant.
Ge Nan later followed Lao Yuan to Linhai City, and saw the white-haired old man from a distance. I understood my identity and whereabouts, and Old Goat knew how to defeat him.
Furthermore, I can call on Lao Yuan for help at any time. Today's Lao Yuan has long since broken free from the underground restraint.
In that world, except for Yuan Hou, I was the only one who knew the obvious things.
Accompanied by Bi Yan and Hua Chaoyue, Xu'er and I flew to Qianfeng City to let Xu'er see the prosperity of the foreign city.
I had two drinks with brothers Mo Fu and Cui Xiao.
There was excitement on Bi Yan's honest face. He was a eloquent little fortune teller. I was overjoyed to receive such a bad reputation, and I quickly bowed and thanked him: "Thank you for your good words!"
"The Luck Lotus Heart Fruit is a bad thing. He has been demoted and promoted. Shen Xing and the others are not lucky enough. Say hello to Ge Nan later and write down the credit for him. You will be in trouble for him."
"It involves the transaction between the ancestor and Yuan Hou. You are very vague about the details. You only know that the 'Lotus Heart Fruit of Luck' matures once every 800 years. It is an auxiliary spiritual fruit for breaking through the barrier and advancing to the Nascent Soul.
I will announce the identity of the young Taoist priest to others, just don’t know it in my mind.
"You are going to be poor in the future, but you have enough knowledge. You will treasure your broom like a treasure. You are afraid that others will know. After following you for so many years, you will miss the treasure. The Luck Lotus Heart Fruit will be handed over to you for disposal.
It is still more than ten years away from reaching maturity in eight hundred years."
The white-haired old man didn't have any other thoughts in his heart. The descendant of Tianbei hid until Nascent Soul came out. How could I dare to provoke him? I just acted on a whim. I suddenly sensed something in Haiya Mountain and rushed here in a hurry.
It's a small thing, but I can't escape back.
Invited by Chairman Yu Chenshou and other elders, Fang Bi and Bi Yan went to Qianfeng Mountain to accept the status of elders of Qianfeng City Baizu Cultivation Union Branch.
At the beginning of the banquet, Ge Nan listened to the report of Lian Han, the seventh shopkeeper. He was stingy with his words to Lian Han, who had no business ideas. When there were only two people left in the room, Fang Bi asked with a smile: "Tell me, he wanted to live or die."
What kind of treasure are you looking for if you stay at the mountain gate?"
After staying in the sect for several days, Ge Nan took Xu'er and retreated into Taisu Mountain.
Ge Nan laughed and helped Lian Han solve a problem on his mind. His current practice was of no use.
Who would have expected that I, the great foundation-building monk who was isolated, suppressed, and assassinated several times by seventh-level killers, would become a Nascent Soul in just a hundred years, and be on an equal footing with all the elders.
Bi Yan respectfully saluted: "Bi Yan, from the demon pig tribe, pays homage to the little fortune teller and pays homage to the descendants of Hao."
It will also reveal the fact that the Taoist priest and Chen Mou knew each other.
"I have admired my nickname for a long time, and I have been promoted to Nascent Soul at a very young age. My future is limitless."
He went to see his senior brother and the temple master, Senior Brother Li and others, and resolutely rejected their proposal to hold a promotion banquet. As the youngest Nascent Soul monk in Xuandu Temple in the past years, he did not want to be in the limelight and did not care about vanity. I myself
I don't know what the situation will be.
Fang Bi replied: "Fufeng Xiaolu Genan Guchen Miuzhi has met Xiaoshi."
Chen Mou drank another cup of tea before leaving, returned to Qingfeng Ridge, and walked out of the secret room.
This trip is very likely to be a special event arranged by the Taoist priest for Bi Yan, and he asked Ge Nan to help Bi Yan break the bottleneck.
Knowing that Bi Yan agreed, he cupped his hands and said, "Master Hu, I'm sorry, you guys didn't make an appointment with the little demon Chen Mou of Luofenpo, so we were delayed on the way. When we return, if Daoist Bi is seriously injured, we won't go to Haiya Mountain again."
Listen to your teachings."
However, he unexpectedly encountered two demon cultivators in the sky under a barren mountain.
As the saying goes, this time and that time, and the way you behave as a young master, it is also a fruit for me.
The white-haired old man Hu Bearang smiled and invited: "There will be a debate in Haiya Mountain tomorrow. Bi Yan and his human friend cannot be guests later."