Become a Fairy

One day, in the cave, Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged on a futon, the magic power in his body and the power of the blood gang contained in his body surged like a tide, passing through the meridians, muscles and bones.

Bug, Lu Xiaotian could feel that the power of the blood gang and mana were much more active than before without even using his spiritual sense to sense it carefully.

Tick! In the end, under the extreme concentration of mana, it aggregated into a crystal drop-shaped bead, which fell into the dantian. However, the gathering of the turbulent blood power in the body was unsuccessful, and it dispersed with a bang, lurking in the flesh again.

In the dantian, Nascent Soul, who was the same as Lu Xiaotian, stretched out his palm and held the blood-colored drop-shaped bead in his palm, with an excited expression on his face. With a flick of the finger, a burst of blood was born around the drop-shaped bead, and the bead circled around the body for a circle, and Nascent Soul opened its mouth to swallow it into the abdomen.

After a long time, Lu Xiaotian raised his chin, his face showing a pensive look.

"It seems that this "Ten Turns of Rongyuan Kungfu" is of no use for physical cultivation." After a while, Lu Xiaotian came to the conclusion that this blood-colored crystal drop-shaped bead is exactly what he practiced during the constant battle with Xiang Kuang. The fused element blood bead condensed into "Ten Turns of Rongyuan Gong", which can hold mana. Right now, one fusion blood bead is enough to accommodate his mana of one level, if ten fusion blood beads are condensed, the mana capacity will be doubled.

At the beginning of practicing this technique, Lu Xiaotian thought about coagulating the magic power and the blood power of the body at the same time, but it was half successful and half failed. Perhaps the people who created this exercise at the beginning never thought that there would be people who practice both dharma and body at the same time.

"Anyway, it's not bad that the ten-turn Rongyuan Kungfu has achieved initial results, but it's not very fast." Lu Xiaotian smiled lightly, took a breath, got up and walked slowly, and the figure was shaking. Came outside the cave.

"Xiang Kuang isn't here?" Lu Xiaotian came to Xiang Kuang's training place as usual and wanted to fight Xiang Kuang again. After all, to practice this ten-turn Rongyuan Kungfu requires constant battles with others. It can't be tempered by retreating. What surprised Lu Xiaotian was that Xiang Kuang, who almost never went out, didn't see anyone in the past year and a half.

"There is a sound transmission talisman." Lu Xiaotian scanned around and saw a magic talisman flying towards him. He stretched out his finger to the void, and the magic talisman melted, "Brother Dongfang, I have something to go out. I see you are cultivating, so I don't want to disturb you. On your behalf, brother In that wine jar, there is a piece of hell order, with which you can enter and leave the black prison by yourself. After taking care of trivial matters for brother, come back and fight again!"

The sound stopped suddenly, and the talisman disappeared into nothingness.

"Hell order?" Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and moved to the distance. It was a wine jar, and when he took the wine jar, there was a brown token inside. It seems that Xiang Kuang has been out for a few days, just to see that he is practicing and has not disturbed him, but he does not know when Xiang Kuang will come back. In the past two years, Lu Xiaotian didn't stay in the black prison all the time. He went out a few times during the period. Luo Qian and Qiao Lan had fully recovered from their injuries under the sufficient supply of pills. With two guardians, Lu Xiaotian also refined Pan Qingshi. After all, Luo Qian and Qiao Lan are the two that Lu Xiaotian trusts the most in this country. As for Yu Ya, he also trusts, but his strength is a little weaker after all, so Lu Xiaotian is still a little worried.

"There is nothing to do left and right, let's go to Tielin to have a look." After Lu Xiaotian put away the prison order, he pondered for a while, moved his body slightly, and then shot away to the distance. After a few breaths, he came Beyond a mound, submerged in a secluded passage.

"You're here." The cold forest trapped in the prison at this time is the eleventh-level ghost cultivator that Lu Xiaotian first saw when he first entered the black prison to look for the eight-legged monster, and practiced the Corpse Dao Kungfu. The aura of a ghoul is extremely strong, sinister and highly poisonous. The monks who are waiting for leisure are not allowed to touch themselves.

"It seems that you are recovering well." Lu Xiaotian looked at Han Lin, a ghost cultivator, and found that his body was much fuller than before. In the eye sockets, the eyes that were originally weak and lifeless were now extremely sinister.

"I don't think it's hard not to recover the things you gave to the Ghost King. Now let's talk about the purpose." Han Lin snorted slightly, he didn't like this feeling of ignorance.

"I want a Nascent Soul-level refined corpse. The strength must be at least the eleventh level, and the level is too low, so I don't like it." Lu Xiaotian said directly.

"Yuanying-level corpse refining?" Han Lin's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at Lu Xiaotian with serious eyes, "Do you know what is needed to refine an eleventh-level corpse refining?"

"Of course I know, otherwise why do you think I brought you something to recover from your injury?" Lu Xiaotian said with a smile, Xiang Kuang, the master, has never cared about the affairs of the black prison, and Lu Xiaotian would walk around in his spare time, Xiang Kuang Also pretended not to see it. For Xiang Kuang, he only sees cultivation and competing with others, and good wine. If it is not because of his status in the royal family, he has benefited from the royal family since he was a child. Wandering outside, how could he live in this black prison.

Ever since Lu Xiaotian discovered one of the eleventh-level ghost cultivators in the cold forest, an idea came to his mind. In the early years when he first entered the secret realm of Lingxu, he brought Xiao Sanniang and Ge Changting two ghost cultivators with him, so he had such thoughts, but because the cultivation level of these two old people was too low, they could not reach the level of refining corpses of Yuanying level. requirements. Lu Xiaotian provided materials for them to practice and improve their strength. It's just that a series of incidents later caused him to be separated from the team. Came to this Chiyuan Continent again.

Originally, Lu Xiaotian had given up on this thought, but he didn't expect that in this black prison, he would encounter the eleventh-level ghost cultivator cold forest, and the idea of ​​refining Yuanying-level corpse refining came up again.

"What benefits do I have?" Han Lin said with a cold snort, although Lu Xiaotian took some ghostly things to restore his injuries, but for him, if he is trapped in this black prison, it doesn't matter if he gets hurt or not I can't get out of this place, if there is no accident, I am afraid that there is no suspense to fall here.

"If the corpse you refine for me is powerful enough, and if the situation permits, I will find a way to get you out." Lu Xiaotian said directly.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? I'll believe your words for nothing." Han Lin said so, but his eyes flashed violently, looking at Lu Xiaotian suddenly, expecting Lu Xiaotian to tell his support. "Of course, if you are willing to make a blood oath, it's okay for me to help you refine an eleventh-level corpse."

"Make a blood oath, you may not think too highly of yourself, I am not the master of this black prison. I came here just to get a friend out, and it was just an accident to meet you. To get my friend out, already It's a lot of consumption. I don't know for sure yet. As for you, you can only depend on your luck. If your luck is good and the opportunity comes, I don't mind helping you. If it doesn't work, I can't help it. In short, refine it for me Nascent Soul Refining Corpse, you still have a glimmer of hope. If you fail, you will die of old age here."

Lu Xiaotian truthfully said that a strong person at this level cannot be stabilized with a few words, and it is better to be straightforward than to waste effort.