Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The four transformations of the refining realm are the watershed and the basic condition for becoming a Demon Slayer Guard.

Wandering the spirit and controlling the air, the Blood Qi is cultivated, and the spiritual sense wanders away, which is easy to attract evil spirits and take advantage of it.

When ordinary people break through the realm, they will have master guards.

For example, when Zhou Dao broke through the four changes in the refining environment, he sacrificed an electric mouse from Nanfu Mountain and obtained an energy gathering ring. After using it, there was no bottleneck.

Wang Xiaoyi is different.

He himself has a shallow foundation and was forcibly promoted to such a Realm.

The Cultivation Technique of the fat Daoist line is extremely domineering, harvesting and nourishing all things, refining medicines and cultivating the truth.

Good fortune is not deep, it will be doomed.

After the unreliable master Wang Xiaoyi taught the Fa, he just walked away regardless!

Of course, there is also a reason for Zhou Dao to do it directly to others on the mountain wall.

But looking at Wang Xiaoyi's excited appearance now, it is estimated that even if his eighteenth ancestor climbed out of the coffin to persuade him, he would not be able to persuade him to come back.

In the past two days, Wang Xiaoyi was in high spirits, and his spirit changed.

It looked like an orangutan who ate a basket of bananas, full of satisfaction and joy from beginning to end.

"Hey, after two days, I'll give you a big surprise." Wang Xiaoyi was so excited that he wished he could tell the world that he was about to make a breakthrough.

"What's the surprise? Can you upgrade your spending in Zuichunlou to a gold-level VIP?" Zhao Guangming asked curiously.

Wang Xiaoyi glanced at it and grinned, "It's more exciting than that...one step closer to my dream."

As we all know, Wang Xiaoyi's dream is to one day be able to go to the imperial capital and stay in Tianxianglou for one night. Of course, it is not a simple stay.

Obviously, to become a demon slayer, to become famous, and to enter the Tianxiang Tower, that is called a row.

After all, Tianxianglou is the largest flower building in the imperial capital, dignitaries, nobles, children of princes... All the people inside are big people, and without any identity, I'm afraid they can't even get in.

"Don't ask, you will know when the time comes." Wang Xiaoyi grinned.

"I solemnly promise that at that time, I will take care of you for the rest of your life."

Zhou Dao listened silently beside him.

Although Wang Xiaoyi's family is rich and safe, his temperament is very forthright and righteous.

Obviously, he has tacitly agreed that he will definitely be able to step into the four transformations of the refining realm, and he did not realize that there is any danger.

"Then Fatty didn't tell him anything." Zhou Dao thought to himself.

If nothing else, Wang Xiaoyi is basically a dead ball.

"Come to live!"

Wang Qingwan walked in.

Since Huo Changen's death, she has been on leave for a while, and seems to be helping Huo Changen's affairs.

After not seeing him for a few days, Wang Qingwan lost a lot of weight, and her already slender figure became even thinner.

"Captain Wang..." Zhao Guangming hesitated.

His mouth is too stupid, and at this time, he wanted to say two sweet words, but his tongue was knotted.

Zhou Dao shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Guangming is indeed only suitable for hiding in the corner silently, watching from a distance, and guarding the goddess own with his eyes.

"En." Wang Qingwan snorted softly and put down the file, "Be careful what you handle."

With just one sentence, Zhao Guangming was about to cry.

So heartwarming.

He widened his eyes and looked at Wang Qingwan's retreating back, his eyes were about to follow.

"As the captain, he is still so approachable, and his relationship with his subordinates... Did you hear that?" Zhao Guangming said excitedly.

"Be careful when you handle it... My mother, my heart is about to melt..." Zhao Guangming was so excited that he couldn't calm down.

It looked like another orangutan also ate a banana.

Seeing that Zhou Dao really wanted to give him a tire on the spot.

"Slaughtering snake!?"

Zhou Dao opened the wooden box, and inside was a long, milky-white snake with all its scales peeled off, wet and sticky mucous membranes.

"It's disgusting." Wang Xiaoyi covered his mouth and nose to resist the unpleasant stench.

Zhou Dao couldn't help frowning.

The molting snake is one of the snake demons.

It is recorded in the "Working Manual of Yu Yaosi" that in ancient times, some ugly women were regarded as monsters, and the mountain people in the village were superstitious, so they put on heavy makeup and sent them to the mountain caves to let them self-destruct.

After these women died, their bodies were eaten by snakes.

The mountain snake was stained with resentment, and over time, it slowly changed and became such a monster.

It is rumored that the scales of the molting snake can fall off and become a sticky film. If applied on the face, it can remove all scars and smooth wrinkles.

This kind of Yaozhen was once popular among the wealthy and nobles, and was favored by the young lady in the boudoir.

However, it was later discovered that the use of this kind of demon treasure has a disadvantage, that is, it will accelerate aging.

Thirty years old looks like sixty years old.

Gradually, no one used it anymore.

"It was raised by a goddess in the village and used to sell it to those rich peasant women. It's a sin." Wang Xiaoyi looked at the file and said.

Zhou Dao looked at the scale snake, and when no one was there, he would bring it back and sacrifice it to the ancestors.

After a busy day, Zhou Dao cleaned the scale snake and sealed it in the coffin.

When it was time for the break-up time, Wang Xiaoyi took the lead to leave the Yuyao Division.

Zhou Dao looked at his hurried figure and knew that this kid came in obsessed with cultivation and couldn't extricate himself.

He wanted to step into the four transformations of the refining realm as soon as possible, and the temptation of power made Wang Xiaoyi almost tireless.

It was still early, so Zhou Dao first went to Uncle Qin's book club.

He was very curious about Fat Daoist's teacher's inheritance. He wondered if he could find any clues in the ancient books here.

The No. 73 Bookstore was empty, and when it was close to dinner, there was no one.

"Um?"

As soon as Zhou Dao walked in, he noticed a middle-aged scribe sitting in the corner. He was wearing a wide robe. He was a little angry, and his appearance was quite handsome.

"Xiao Zhou, you are here."

Zhou Dao nodded and glanced at the middle-aged scribe.

At this moment, the middle-aged scribe raised his head, and his eyes just met him. The other party seemed to have noticed him, but after only one glance, he continued to lower his head to read.

"Uncle Qin, who is that?"

"A friend who taught in the academy where I used to be the concierge." Uncle Qin said casually, "Come and see me."

"It turned out to be the teacher in the imperial capital." Zhou Dao was stunned, but he didn't ask any further questions. He got into the pile of books and started to read.

Time passed, and before you knew it, it got dark.

Zhou Dao put down the scriptures in his hand and looked out the window. The full moon was rising and the lights of Wanjia gradually turned on.

At this moment, a shadow came over him.

Zhou Dao looked up, but it was the middle-aged scribe just now.

"Little brother is eager to learn." The middle-aged scribe smiled and glanced at the book in Zhou Dao's hand.

"You are... Uncle Qin's friend!?"

The middle-aged scribe sat down and nodded, "My surname is Li, and my name is Li Yi. You can call me Mr. Yi."

"Mr. Yi? Which one?" Zhou Dao was stunned for a moment, only to think the name was a bit strange.

The middle-aged scribe stretched out his index finger and drew a line in front of him.

"The best one in the world!"