Seeing that part of the giant python's huge body was still wrapped around the branch, Wang Chen climbed over, picked up the tail of the giant python and pulled it up.
Xiaoyao looked at the hard-working Wang Chen and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Looking for the demon core." Wang Chen didn't even raise his head and only focused on the snake corpse.
Xiaoyao was startled: "Do you think that the demon core is the cabbage in the farmland?"
"Isn't it?" Wang Chen remembered that in Baihuafang City, the cultivator's demon core aura was not strong. In his opinion, it was just a second-level Qi-condensing demon beast. To mortals, such demon beasts
, that is omnipotent, but for cultivators, it is commonplace.
This rhetorical question made Xiao Yao choke up, and she said angrily: "Of course not, the demon core is the essence of the demonic power of demonic beasts. The demonic power of low-level demonic beasts is mediocre. How can one gather the demonic core? Even if there is one, there is no way.
But it’s about the size of a sesame seed or a mung bean, so it requires at least a certain level of magic to be able to..."
As she spoke, her eyes widened as she watched Wang Chen escape from the snake head with a knuckle-sized green demon core, and wiped it casually on her clothes.
"Such a big monster core?" Xiao Yao exclaimed in surprise.
"This guy actually has such a big monster core? But he can't even bite through your yellow eggshell?"
"That's not a yellow eggshell, it's a transformed Vajra body." Wang Chen pushed the snake corpse under the tree, and there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
"How is this possible?" Xiaoyao was stunned. She remembered that when she was in Qinghu Bay, a cultivator actually shouted out the words "Fa Jue Transformation".
"Could it be that Wang Chen has really practiced to the point where the magic formula can take shape?"
"It took less than a year?"
This is actually where Wang Chen is confused, why the exercises he has perfected can naturally achieve the state of transformation into form that can only be achieved by ordinary cultivators who have been studying a method for several years, or even decades.
He himself knew very well that although he could be said to be proficient in several frequently used magic formulas, he could never reach the so-called dust-free level, which was a necessary condition for the magic formulas to take form.
If there is anything suspicious about this anomaly, then the Tao Fruit in the body is of course a serious suspect.
According to the legend, each Dao Fruit has a different moral meaning. Wang Chen simply quantified it: "Since it is possible to have a training qualification +1, a fire attribute magic +2, and a speed +3, why can't it be a full skill?
+1 or practice the technique to a high-level automatic form."
If this hypothesis is true, then what will it be like if you really cultivate a method to the point where you can transform into another form without relying on the Tao Fruit? Transform into another form?
Just as I was looking forward to a bright future, the sound of "thrust" came up from under the tree, as if something was turning the fallen leaves in the forest.
Wang Chen and Xiao Yao both looked down and saw a red centipede that was as thick as a human thigh. It was attracted by the blood of the python corpse and crawled over. The dense sound was like countless blade-like legs crawling over.
The sound produced by movement.
One person and one spirit looked at each other: It seems that the danger in this forbidden forest is really not covered.
"Are you going to kill it too?"
Xiao Yao looked at the centipede crawling on the python corpse below with a look of disgust.
"I don't have enough time."
Wang Chen looked at it for a long time and determined that this centipede must have no demon core because it was just condensing its energy. He had no time to destroy the ecology of the forest, so he lay down on the thickest branch very naturally.
Putting his hands behind his head, his thoughts inexplicably drifted back to Huangpo Village. At that time, he was lying on the tree like this, looking at the moon, and envying the cultivators in the sky.
It was also at that time that what he wanted most was to get out of that mountain.
But when I walked out of that mountain, I found that what I wanted was more and more, and it became more and more out of reach.
My thoughts gradually drifted away, as if touching the full moon, which was not as bright as my hometown... Before I knew it, a night had passed by.
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It stands to reason that in a small place like Qinghu Bay, it would be a big deal for some casual cultivators to beat Tu Emperor Bai Linhu's most beloved only son in Jufulou.
However, compared to the fact that Shui Yunyao, the saint of the Red Lotus Holy Fire Sect, descended from the sky in a bright red sedan chair and held a wedding in Qinghu Bay, it became as small as dust.
Maybe the behavior of watching the excitement is like a nature rooted in people's hearts.
Or maybe everyone firmly believes that the phoenix will never land without treasure.
Just one night later, Qinghu Bay attracted the attention of countless cultivators in the surrounding area.
Bai Linhu was very worried about this and had already put Bai Qinglin in solitary confinement to prevent this troublemaker from offending big shots that he shouldn't offend.
Now Bai Linhu felt that he was very wise. He lowered his head slightly and raised his eyes without any trace, looking at a handsome and handsome figure in the middle of the Baihua Gang hall.
Even though he was the gang leader who was running rampant and a cultivator who wanted to build a foundation, there was an inexplicable feeling in his mind that the luxurious hall that he had carefully decorated was not worthy of the person sitting in the middle.
It was obvious that Murong Xumu thought so too. He was sitting in the middle of the hall, and the people standing around him were all well-known cadres of the Baihua Gang, including Bai Linhu, who also lowered his eyebrows in front of him.
Sitting under him was a large chair made of ice that looked as luxurious as white jade. His white wrists poked out from the light blue sleeves, and his elbows naturally rested on the back of the seat.
The hand, as a fulcrum, gently supported his handsome, expressionless, yet somewhat evil face.
The tilt of the sitting posture is as perfect as a sculpture, and the sky-blue hair falls down so smoothly.
Murong Xumu is a core disciple of the Guanghan Sect and a eater of the Five Elements Ice Dao Fruit.
Dao Fruit, an innate and miraculous existence, will affect a person's appearance to some extent. It is obvious that the influence on Murong Xumu is the fair skin that can make women jealous, blue pupils as deep as ice caves, and a head of hair.
Fairy blue hair.
Among the cultivators, there are those who are good at martial arts, and there are also those who are good at spells. Guanghan Sect is the top holy place specializing in the five elements of water spells. Murong Xumu's ice spells are already superb. There are rumors that
, there was a dragon causing trouble in Moyang City, Murong Xumu froze the river as soon as he raised his hand, and froze the dragon into an ice sculpture.
Bai Linhu was a little disappointed. Monsters like dragons were born with a higher bloodline. When they reached adulthood, they were stronger than ordinary foundation-building cultivators. Even if there were ten of them together, they would not dare to provoke them, but they were suddenly attacked by the young man in front of them.
Instant kill.
In terms of age, Murong Xumu was twice as old as him, but at this moment, he could only serve with a low eyebrow.
The purpose of Murong Xumu's coming here is naturally for everything Shui Yunyao did yesterday.
From the time Shui Yunyao fell from the sky, to the marriage, and finally the experience of taking the loose cultivator flying to the sky, Bai Linhu worked his brain like crazy and talked about it without missing a beat.
He didn't dare to hide anything at all, because Murong Xumu also belonged to the influence of Lord Tian, that is to say, he was on the same side as Shui Yunyao.
"Could it be that Shui Yunyao made some mistakes in his work and needs Murong Xumu to solve them?" This thought flashed through Bai Linhu's mind, and he quickly and quietly covered it up.