Become a Fairy

"Imperial Artifact Art?" Lu Xiaotian said strangely, "It was so dangerous in the star field before, why didn't senior teach me?"

"Once you use external power beyond your own realm, you always have to pay a lot of price. Before, you were only in the realm of the initial stage of integration. If you forgot to move the imperial weapon, the power of thunder inside would be enough to beat you to death. Both body and spirit are destroyed. It doesn’t make any difference whether you pass on this Imperial Artifact Art or not.”

Fire Cloud Monster said, "Now that you have reached the middle stage of body fusion and your origin is extremely strong, you can try it reluctantly, but unless you have to, don't use this technique. If you don't have to be with that body If the enemies attack in the later stage, the old man will not teach you this method no matter what you say. The nine-ring lightning rod is the top magic weapon for crossing the catastrophe. If you use this technique, the damage caused to the nine-ring lightning rod is immeasurable. It will never be back to its best form."

"The value of the nine-ring lightning rod is far from being comparable to that of a late-stage monk. It is a big loss to use this thing on the Tu Su Shuanghuang. I will pass it on to you. Whether you want to use it or not .”

"Thank you, senior." Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief after he got the formula passed down by the Fire Cloud Monster.

"Don't thank me first, just use this method, you'd better find someone you can rely on. Even if you have advanced to the middle stage of fusion, if you use this technique rashly, even if you don't die, you will inevitably suffer serious damage to your vitality. To this extent, it also depends on whether your own origin is strong." Fire Cloud Monster said.

After finishing the conversation with the fire cloud monster, Lu Xiaotian had some confidence in his heart. Even though Huo Yunguai repeatedly emphasized, Lu Xiaotian had already made a decision.

Lu Xiaotian is quite satisfied to be able to stay in a place densely covered with the power of Yuan Magnetic for hundreds of years. There is no need to stay here any longer.

A few days later, there was a small town where monks of various races came and went. Lu Xiaotian, who was still in Tsing Yi, had a sickly pale face, and he looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness, with a blue gourd hanging from his waist. From time to time, I will drink a sip of spirit wine.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian could not find the slightest trace of the original.

And at a place more than fifteen hundred miles away from Lu Xiaotian, a black-robed man wearing a silver mask was seated in the canopy of a towering spiritual tree. Constantly absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and use it for your own use.

After leaving the ghostly forest, Lu Xiaotian released the lotus avatar, and put the Five Elements Magnetic Armor on the lotus avatar temporarily. It is used to cover the breath of Piaomiao Feijian.

In this way, even if Ye Qian found Lu Xiaotian's lotus avatar based on the aura of Piaomiao Feijian, Lu Xiaotian himself could still be spared. Don't put all your eggs in one basket, even if the worries about the sword art have been solved now, Lu Xiaotian still hasn't relaxed at all.

Lu Xiaotian himself seems to be drinking the spiritual wine one mouthful at a time, but in fact, his spiritual consciousness has been released and has covered the entire town. First, his spiritual consciousness was refined when he was refining the life-soul creation pill for the Huoyun monster, and then he broke through to the middle stage of integration. At this time, even if a sub-primordial spirit is separated in the body of the lotus flower. In the case where the two sub-primordial spirits were taken away by Yu Xiaoqiao, the distance that Lu Xiaotian's spiritual sense could detect still reached nearly 1,900 miles. The degree of toughness and refinement of the spiritual consciousness is still above the late stage of integration.

The monks of several tribes who came and went to the town gathered together in twos and threes, talking about their experiences and knowledge during this period of time, or who went in and out of dangerous places to fight with monsters, gained a lot, or were seriously injured and died. Or the movements of the demons from Bamo State are getting bigger and bigger, and so on.

Listening to these, Lu Xiaotian had a general understanding of the situation in the chaotic demon realm since this period of time.

Relatively speaking, the demons on the Bamo State still have the upper hand. It's not that the Chaos Demon Territory's strength is weak, but that the organization is relatively scattered and a strong alliance has not been formed. In contrast, although there are many hills in the Mozhou from Bamozhou, there is always a general direction for action. When forces are gathered together, they are strong, and when forces are divided, they are weak.

Lu Xiaotian drank alone on the lawn by the stream in the small town. Occasionally, some monks smelled the smell of wine and looked over. After all, in such a chaotic place, those who can walk alone will never be weak. Whenever you encounter this kind, most of them are hard stubble.

In the distance, three people came riding spirit beasts under their feet. One of the spirit beasts was especially handsome, with a single horn, snow-white body, black and blue hooves, and thunderous hooves. Between hooves, faint thunder bursts.

The woman on the back of the spirit beast was wearing a silver and white spirit armor, with a silver mask covering the area above her nose. Beside him is a man in purple, wearing a green crown, with sharp eyes.

There was a strange look in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. When he met Yan Xiaoyu in the star field before, he roughly knew that some people came to this world from the secret territory of Lingxu. Among them are the silver-faced Rakshasa and Emperor Yao of the Southern Desolation. When Mochizuki fought with Tianqiong, Nanhuang and other major immortal worlds, Lu Xiaotian also fought against the silver-faced Raksha.

Later, they also teamed up to fight the Bikong Ghost King, and together they fought against the invading ghost army.

At this time, both of them have cultivated to the mid-stage of the Divine Void Realm, and have almost reached the threshold of the late-stage Divine Void Realm. This speed is considered extremely fast.

It seems that there are quite a few monks who have come to this world in recent years, but if you really want to count them, there are actually not many, and those who have arrived in this world are more or less related to Lu Xiaotian. Xiang Kuang will not talk about these.

Yan Xiaoyu and his party are either from Lingxiao Palace, or they are the eighteen golden men who have inherited Lu Xiaotian's gift. Even the silver-faced Rakshasa and Di Yao, after many twists and turns, have a good relationship with Lu Xiaotian.

Along with the silver-faced Rakshasa and Di Yao, there was also a young man reeking of alcohol, who was seated by a blue wind spirit wolf.

The guy smelling of alcohol looked more elegant, holding a jade jug in his hand, which exuded a scent of highland barley.

When he got near Lu Xiaotian, he couldn't help sucking his nose, and looked in Lu Xiaotian's direction in surprise, "Strong Flame Spirit Wine."

Lu Xiaotian didn't respond, even if the silver-faced Rakshasa and Di Yao were close at hand, Lu Xiaotian didn't intend to reminisce with them. Right now is not the time. It's not that he can't trust the two of them, but that he doesn't want to have any obvious relationship with the previous people. That person Ye Qianxun was extremely terrifying, with the slightest clue, one could deduce something.

"This Taoist friend has profound magic power, and this strong flame spirit wine is not something that ordinary people can digest. In Xiatian Youde, a spirit wine maker, he is especially good at making highland barley spirit wine. I don't know what you call it?" Tian Youde asked.

Lu Xiaotian drank on his own, and didn't pay attention to Tian Youde's intentions. Drinking this strong flaming spirit wine was like a fire gushing out of his throat, like a huge spiritual force exploding in his throat. His consciousness trembled.