Become a Fairy

"My token also lost its effect." Patriarch Mang Xiao first tried to use the jade tablet given to Lu Xiaotian to locate the approximate location of the other party. It's just that no matter how hard he used his power to activate the restraint, there was no news.

"Patriarch, I am incompetent."

"My supervisor is not effective, please punish the vice president."

A man and a woman, two early Nascent Soul monks apologized to Patriarch Mang Xiao and Zhu Qingquan with shame on their faces.

"I'm not doing my job well, please ask the vice president to punish me."

So many Jindan monks, together with the supervision of two early-stage Nascent Soul monks, and with the help of formations, let the other party leave quietly. Among the monks in charge of guarding Lu Xiaotian, especially the two Yuan Ying monks The baby monk and the formation master felt ashamed.

"It's not just you who are mistaken, even Patriarch Mang and I are mistaken." Zhu Qingquan waved his hand to let the other Golden Core cultivators in charge of the periphery leave, with a serious face, he glanced at Patriarch Mang Xiao, "This person is not only a A master of alchemy, and his cultivation is by no means as simple as that of a golden core cultivator."

"What, master of alchemy?" Only then did the formation master and the two early-stage Nascent Soul monks realize that the object they wanted to take care of turned out to be such a noble person.

"If it's just a Jindan cultivator, how could he break the formation silently, and let the two seniors, Ruan and Rao, know nothing about it." The formation master Wang Nianyang said calmly, "Without the help of outsiders, this person wants to be silent. Breaking the formation with sound, unless his attainments in formation are higher than mine, and his cultivation level is not weaker than the two seniors Ruan Rao."

"Being a Nascent Soul cultivator, an alchemy master, and a brilliant formation master, I'm afraid it's not realistic."

"In this way, there are experts from other forces who took this master of alchemy away? Could it be that he wanted to offend my Mang family and the Yunya Auction House's joint efforts?" Patriarch Mang Xiao's eyes flashed a bit chilly.

"And no matter what the reason is, the most urgent thing is to find this alchemy master first." Zhu Qingquan's eyes flickered.

Just when everyone was suspicious, Lu Xiaotian had already returned to the intoxicating wine shop in Red Fish Town.

"These guys really regard themselves as cheap labor." After earning the monster spirit and monster blood for a while, Lu Xiaotian's demand for these two foreign things is no longer so urgent. At least not until the injury recovers.

And in the past few months, besides the original purple-eyed demon elephant, the twelfth-level monster spirit he had collected had a twelfth-level monster tiger spirit, and the eleventh-level spirit had reached an astonishing tenth level. three. It can be seen the background of several big families and Yunya Auction House. Of course, he also refined a lot of pills for the other party, and also added a large amount of spirit stones.

Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the futon, with a thoughtful look on his face. In the past, the reason why he was unwilling to reveal his true level in alchemy was because his strength was low and he was easily controlled by the forces of cultivating immortals.

This time, only those Jindan monks were guarding them in name, so Lu Xiaotian's Yuanshen couldn't find two early Yuanying monks. As for the formation, it is not difficult to break it.

Although Lu Xiaotian's strength is greatly weakened at this time, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to use two early Nascent Souls and a group of Jindan monks to guard him day and night.

However, Zhu Qingquan and Mang Xiao Patriarch, the two big monks, couldn't detect his real situation. Naturally, it was the hidden aura and magical effect of the cultivation base refined with the phantom zero night grass.

Nirvana Sword Youlan! Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and a clear and cold gladiolus appeared out of thin air. The sword-shaped petals and leaves were like a sharp long sword cutting in the air, completely natural,

"If I stay in Wangyue all the time, I'm afraid I won't be able to condense the sword fetus in this life." Looking at the nirvana sword Youlan, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel emotional. At the beginning, he also worked hard to refine the Piaomiao sword array, but because of Without this thing, the Piaomiao Sword Formation is actually still flawed.

Therefore, in the battle with the three-headed snake demon Biqiong, Piao Miao Feijian suffered far more damage than the Demon Suppressing Tower.

At this time, Youlan, the Nirvana Sword, was in his hand, and Lu Xiaotian couldn't help feeling a little more proud. When the sword array was re-sacrificed, the Brahma True Fire would be restrained by Biqiong's demon breath. Still great to go.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his fingers and flicked, wisps of magic power wrapped up this relatively well-preserved Nirvana Sword Youlan. Several broken Piaomiao flying swords in the body flew out of the body one after another under the control of divine consciousness.

Of the original eight flying swords, three of them were seriously injured, and the other three were slightly injured. In recent years, Lu Xiaotian has been using his primordial spirit and mana to cultivate, but he has not recovered much. As far as Feijian is concerned, it is the real tonic.

Fei Jian sensed the existence of You Lan, the Nirvana Sword, and Qi Qi chanted softly, exuding a kind of pleasing fluctuation.

The corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth twitched, and the magic weapon was psychic. The stronger the spirit, the easier it is to control the flying sword, and the consumption of consciousness and mana will be reduced. A good psychic weapon is especially important for monks.

The mana entwined with the Nirvana Sword Youlan is like peeling off the cocoon, gradually pulling out the amazing spiritual power contained in it, and then the misty flying swords surrounding it greedily absorb the energy emanating from the Nirvana Sword Youlan. Spiritual power.

Lu Xiaotian didn't even need to open his eyes to see, but he could feel that Feijian was recovering quickly with his spiritual sense...

"Earth Spike!" "Ice Wall" "Fireball" "Flowing Water"

In a series of spells that dazzled people, a petite figure used mysterious footwork, trying to avoid these sharp and compact spell attacks. A long whip in his hand was like a living thing, dancing with crackling noises, smashing the fireballs and soil thorns one after another...

"No more beatings, no more beatings, Uncle Beard, I'm exhausted." After a while, the girl in the green skirt wiped the sweat from her forehead and said breathlessly.

In just a few years, the girl Yu Xiaoqiao has transformed from an ordinary person to a four-level Qi-refining immortal cultivator.

"Aptitude is more than enough, perseverance is not enough, this is your defect, if so, you can still grow up as an ordinary person with peace of mind." When training Yu Xiaoqiao's practice and fighting skills experience, Lu Xiaotian still sat there cross-legged, not even eyelids. Didn't even lift it.

"Understood, Uncle Beard!" Yu Xiaoqiao stuck out her tongue delicately, took a pill, and her dexterous figure flickered in the jungle.

A smile flashed across Lu Xiaotian's eyes, he was not only satisfied with Yu Xiaoqiao's progress, but also satisfied with the recovery of his injury.

A few years ago, when he started to refine the Nirvana Sword Youlan, the wounded Piaomiao Feijian began to recover quickly. After absorbing enough Nirvana Sword Youlan, all the original sword beads were transformed into sword embryos.