Immortality at the beginning, unlimited deduction of martial arts

The two fought hard again.

Finally die together.

No one expected that everything fell into the hands of those two mortals.

Gu Jiu pondered for a while.

He took out the two people's cultivation methods, both of which are Hong-level, and they can consider merging them after the magic field is deduced.

Then the rest of the cultivation resources were transferred to the Nether Temple.

Extend your palm.

The eggs of the Ice Crystal Turtle appear.

"Without additional means, it is estimated that it will take more than 5000 years to catalyze him, but those two guys have already prepared something, and it only takes three seconds to succeed."

Gu Jiu pinched it lightly, it was very firm, he was very interested in this thing.

Dixuan of the Weeping Eye Sect left a catalytic fruit in that mortal world, crushed it into juice, and a drop of it could give birth to ferocious beasts.

It's just that the catalytic fruit takes 13 years to mature.

Calculating now, there is still one year before it is fully mature, so Gu Jiu planned to get the catalytic fruit after deducing the magic field.

He wants to see what exactly this ice crystal turtle is.

Long life?

How long have you had him?

…………

The news of the Crying Eyes Sect spread all the way.

Many people are aware and have acted accordingly.

Tiandaozong, a peak of ten thousand zhang.

Here stands a nine-story pagoda.

The whole body is golden, mighty and solemn.

The power of heaven and earth is abundant in the surrounding area, and its concentration is more than ten times stronger than that of the Forest of Ten Thousand Poisons where Gu Jiu is.

This is the holy land of Tiandaozong's practice.

More than 5 sets of spirit-gathering circles have been arranged, and the practice here is making rapid progress.

Only true geniuses are qualified to enter and practice in it.

now.

ninth floor.

The training room with the strongest power of heaven and earth.

Nangong Qingrou was wearing a black dress and a bamboo hat, and she was practicing cross-legged.

She was surrounded by top grade profound stones.

The mysterious method is running, and a large amount of profound energy is absorbed by her. Under the blessing of the magic circle, the speed is very fast.

After half an hour.

She stopped practicing.

Sigh lightly.

A powerful aura was released to the surroundings. At this moment, her cultivation had reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of the True Profound Realm, and she was only one step away from breaking through the Profound Earth!

And it was only 65 years since she started practicing!

This kind of cultivation speed is unique in the entire history of Xuanjie.

Ordinary immortals, at the Zhenxuan level, can't pass through a realm without a 100-year foundation.

Taking off the bamboo hat casually, a head of beautiful hair jumped out. Nangong gently raised her head, revealing a face that is all over the country. She turned slightly and looked at the window in front of her.

There was a chirping sound.

She stretched out her slender fingers, and a ray of light fell into her hands.

It is a mysterious stone for teaching the law.

crumb.

A piece of information was in her hands.

"Weeping Eyes is going to hold a martial arts competition... after two years?"

Nangong's soft voice was slender, gentle and pleasant.

She stood up, showing a faint smile, this smile was like a fairy in a painting, beautiful and beautiful.

"Finally, at this moment..."

Her eyes gradually became dull, and her beautiful eyes were suddenly stained with black air, and her whole body also carried an aura of rage, bloodthirsty, and madness.

But for a moment.

All the negative aura dissipated, Nan Gong sat cross-legged softly, and continued to practice.

Chapter 61 Into the Magic Field, Into the Mortal Realm

one year later.

The Forest of Ten Thousand Poisons.

A room full of drawing paper.

Gu Jiu consumed the last attribute point.

[Successful deduction: The magic field breaks through the No.12 floor]

Attribute points reset to zero.

Gu Jiu breathed lightly, rubbed his palms lightly, a layer of transparent film suddenly gushed out from his body surface, covering his entire body.

This is the magic field, which can be immune to all attacks of magic immortals and cause ten times the damage.

Gu Jiu walked out of the cubicle on the second floor.

Stretched comfortably.

A year has passed, counting the time, it's time to get the catalyst.

"If you have time, you can deduce the magic field more..."

Gu Jiu was thinking while summoning space ripples.

Martial arts deduction device.

There is no upper limit to deduce any martial arts, as long as there are enough attribute points, it can be deduced without limit.

So is the magic field.

However, in Gu Jiu's opinion now, the cultivation realm is the most important thing.

He can wait for his cultivation to reach the limit before increasing the level in this aspect. After all, with his imaginary body and Hong level profound method, he can completely invincibly master the mysterious.

Slowly, his figure dissipated, and the Forest of Myriad Poisons was completely silent.

.........

The Mortal Realm under the Crying Eye Sect.

The southernmost country of Yan, the mountains deep in the mountains.

There is a village here, very small, with only thirty or so households.

This place is far away from towns. Everyone lives by planting and hunting, and rarely enters the city. The whole village has been separated from human society for a long time.

With abundant resources, everyone lives happily and satisfies their lives.

A mud house near the foot of the mountain.

The old beggar Su Mingzhi was working outside the yard. Holding a hoe in his hand, he was renovating the land one by one. The wet and reddish soil was dug out cluster by cluster. His movements were skillful and he did not waste any effort.

After working for a while, he straightened his back.

"Old Bai, the sun is about to set, hurry up and light a fire, let's eat pork tonight!"

He yelled.

He is obviously in his seventies and eighties, but he is full of energy.

"Okay..."

A man walked out of the earthen house, wearing a tattered mandarin jacket, and walked into the adjacent kitchen with a smile.

“仙人手段还真是厉害，发'于/小'说.群:9>8；0：2?0，58/5*6，活生生的人说变出来就变出来。”

Su Mingzhi continued to work.

While moving his hands, he sighed with emotion.

A whole year has passed since he received the blessing of the immortal, and with the help of four Nether Guards, he lived a very safe and satisfied life.

All problems encountered were resolved by absolute force.

With the passage of time, the Nether Guards became more and more talkative, and their minds became more agile. The company of four people made his life very fulfilling.

The most important thing is that he is in good health.

With that big handful of elixir, he has been free from illnesses and disasters this year, and his body has become stronger and stronger.

He is really content with this life.

He is even more grateful to the immortal Gu Jiu!

After finishing his work, he sat on the mound beside him, smiling all over his mouth. Anyone who saw him would fall in love with this amiable old man.

"Such immortals are not uncommon..."

He still hasn't forgotten what happened a year ago.

If other immortals knew that there was something on their body, they might directly take it by force, or even save themselves.

But Gu Jiu did it.

It is enough to explain the great love of immortals!

What he didn't know was that such a fairy indirectly caused the death of several forces and 10,000+ people.

While thinking about it, he suddenly felt a huge pressure. Not only that, but also a gust of wind blew from the mountains, the ears of wheat in the fields toppled one after another, and the houses in front of him collapsed rapidly.

Lao Bai in the kitchen (the female of the male and female Shuangsha), Xiao Li (Wang Dazhuang's lover) in the house, and Da Zhuang in the backyard were also helpless, buried by building debris.

For a split second, chaos surrounded him.

Su Mingzhi wanted to open his mouth to speak, but found that there was a lump in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

"I haven't seen you for 50 years, and you actually ran here..."

A vicissitudes of voice came.

The next moment, a white shadow descended from the sky.

Huge pressure hit, Su Mingzhi was suppressed on the ground, unable to move.

The cold wind blew, and he felt a biting chill.

This kind of method is definitely owned by the immortal. In the past year, he has also learned about Nei Gang, the power of the master, and it is absolutely impossible to reach such a level.

"Interesting, your body has become stronger. It seems that you have had a good chance over the years."

The voice of vicissitudes came again.

next moment.

Su Mingzhi was grabbed by an invisible hand, pinched the lute bone, and floated in the air.

Severe pain spread all over his body. He was covered in cold sweat, but he couldn't make any sound. Su Mingzhi stared at him angrily.

The person who came was an old man in white.