Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

  Chapter 63 One persuasion and two persuasion! It's not my fault! (Seeking recommendation tickets, seeking support for follow-up!)

   Seeing Zhou Duobao's murderous aura, he flipped out a pink crystal ball, sacrificed it, and landed on top of his head.

  Li Feiyu was already sure that the other party was Duo Bao Nu.

  In the original book, this pink crystal ball once confronted Han Li, and it has the magical effect of corrupting other people's magic weapons!

   "I am Tianlinggen, do you dare to kill me?!"

  Li Feiyu said with a calm expression, but the flying sword talisman was already buckled on his left hand, and the incense magic talisman was pinched in his right hand!

   He will not naively hope that the status of 'Tianlinggen' will stop others from killing!

   Wouldn’t count on the ‘backer’ of Old Monster Qiong either!

   Relying on mountains and mountains, at critical moments, you can only rely on yourself!

not to mention…

  A living celestial root is a celestial root, and a dead celestial root is just a dead person.

   No one will help him pursue the crime of the murderer!

so.

   Knowing that Zhou Duobao is Senior Sister Nangong Wan, a descendant of the Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator, he also has the guts to kill him!

  Because the principles are the same, even if they are different...

   There is also Wanli Yunyou Talisman!

   At worst, run away and go to another sect.

  However, Zhou Duobao, who was trembling with anger, was obviously still taken aback by his words.

   sacrificed the magic weapon, but dared not move the slightest!

   I don't know if it's because of Tianlinggen's talent, or because of other situations.

   "Li Feiyu, don't be too complacent!"

   "Don't think that with the spiritual root of the sky, you are the beloved disciple of Master Qiong, and you can do whatever you want!"

   "You're wrong!"

Zhou Duobao seemed to think of something, sneered again and again, and sneered back: "Do you think Master Qiong really cares about you as a heavenly spirit root? He asked you to practice the "Qingdimuhuanggong" which is difficult to achieve because of many disadvantages. Hello?"

   "Hehe, you are dreaming!"

   "Do you think Patriarch Qiong is looking for his apprentice to become a dragon? Unfortunately, you are just a tool!"

  The evil spirit between Zhou Duobao's brows made the sneer a bit more ferocious:

   "If you succeed in cultivation, then with the top-level method of "Qingdimuhuanggong" as the basis, Master Qiong's invisible escape method will shine and become famous all over the world because of you!"

   "But once you fail in cultivation, you are just a waste, a useless tool to Master Qiong!"

   "From beginning to end, Master Qiong is for himself, for the invisible escapism that he has exhausted his entire life to create, his name is passed down to the world of cultivating immortals, and he has forged an incomparable reputation!"

  Zhou Duobao raised his hand, pointing at Li Feiyu: "You-only-is-a-tool!"

   Every word is powerful!

   It seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth abruptly!

  Zhou Duobao stared at Li Feiyu proudly and sarcastically, but what annoyed her was...

   Li Feiyu's expression remained unchanged.

   No anger!

   No shock!

"waste time."

  Li Feiyu shook his head slightly, boarded the dark clouds, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

   "AHH!!"

  Leaving Zhou Duobao on the spot screaming impotently and furiously, bombing flowers and plants to vent his anger!

  Above the clouds.

   Li Feiyu's mood is still calm.

   Regardless of whether it is true or false, it is a one-sided statement, and he will not make an arbitrary judgment.

  The mountain is not high, but there are fairies and spirits.

  The Yushu Peak in front of him perfectly explained this sentence.

  The height is much lower than the nearby mountain peaks, and a piece of cedar is extremely overhanging from a distance, dazzling like osmanthus.

  Li Feiyu landed in front of the climbing path, squinting slightly, looking at a figure standing in front of the white barrier...

  【Tu Ziyuan—Level: Late Foundation Establishment, Spiritual Root: Ice, Age: 162, Shouyuan: 210, Cultivation Technique: Xingshui Lingjing, Supernatural Power:...】

  The figure is slender, and he is not wearing a moon-covering robe, but a Confucian robe.

   Looking at her face, she is about thirty or so, with a pair of beautiful temples, gentle and elegant.

  Li Feiyu was about to show his token, and at the same time asked if the other party was someone like the deacon guarding the mountain, but Tu Ziyuan spoke first: "Since you are still here, it means that Nephew Duobao can't persuade you."

   "What do you mean by Master Uncle?"

  Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows: "Are you also the person Master Zhou sent to persuade me?"

   "I did come to persuade you."

  Tu Ziyuan nodded, then shook his head: "But I was not sent by the Supreme Elder."

   "The last person who practiced "Qingdimuhuanggong" was me!"

  Li Feiyu looked over unexpectedly, and saw the other party's attribute bar, but there was no word Qingdimuhuanggong.

  The other party is either lying, or...failed in cultivation!

   In fact it is.

  Tu Ziyuan lifted his robe on his left hand, revealing a section of... a dark brown arm, with the texture of bamboo and wood like annual rings...

   At first glance!

   It seems that what I see is not a human arm, but a tree branch!

   "I thought I was a different spirit root, and I had the best talent in magic arts, so I was qualified to practice Qingdimuhuanggong. Unfortunately, I failed!"

  Tu Ziyuan's gentle face showed a mocking sneer: "I can't even build a foundation, and I can't get rid of the woodification brought by the third level of Qi Refining!"

   "I finally had to practice another exercise, but the stiffness caused by the woodification remained on my body forever!"

   "As a result, I can only cast spells with one hand, and I have become a person lacking in heaven. My proud talent in magic arts cannot be fully used!"

"until now…"

   "More than a hundred years!"

  Tu Ziyuan almost roared, his face flushed, and even the veins on his neck protruded!

  Like madness, no elegance!

  Li Feiyu looked at the other party calmly, shaking his head slightly.

  He practiced the Qingdi Muhuang Gong again, which obviously stimulated the other party, and the obsession in his heart revived, and he became a little crazy.

"give up!"

   "It's a wrong path!"

   "Don't end up like me!"

  Tu Ziyuan continued speaking, sending out kind persuasion.

   This is undoubtedly a rare thing, but unfortunately...

   "Thank you, uncle, for your advice."

  Li Feiyu treated each other with courtesy, and said indifferently: "It's just that this junior has made up his mind."

   The moment the words fell!

   A huge coercion directly smashed over!

   Li Feiyu's feet sank, and the Shenting thorn shook violently!

  Coercion comes and goes quickly!

   "Do you really think that if you are the root of the sky, you will end differently from me?"

   When Tu Ziyuan's voice came, it became a little gloomy!

  Li Feiyu squinted his eyes, staring at Tu Ziyuan, who looked darkly in his eyes, and proudly stepped forward!

   No words!

  Li Feiyu took a gesture and responded to this late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!

  Tu Ziyuan's cheeks twitched slightly.

  Li Feiyu passed through the barrier and headed for the marrow washing pool.

  The winding and deep gravel road and the crescent-shaped marrow washing pool are hidden in a purple cloud bamboo forest.

  The water mist around the pool is full of mist, and the fairy air is floating.

   The breeze blows, blows away the water mist, wrinkles the water surface, and a blood red appears!

  The water in the pool is as red as blood, but there is no smell of blood, but a faint scent of medicine, which is refreshing.

   This is the marrow washing pool.

   It doesn't look particularly magical.

  Li Feiyu stepped into the pool, but she hadn't submerged in the pool, she just walked a few steps, and she stood there stiffly!

   Gululu!

  The calm pool suddenly boiled and bubbled!

  In an instant, countless warm breaths poured into the body from every pore in the body like a storm!

   Hot!

   Biting!

  It seems that the whole body is being scraped by a sharp knife!

  The muscles are condensing, like a block of iron!

   Blood is burning!

   With a bang, heat flowed into my heart, and condensed into one point!

  Attribute points were born seventeen days in advance!

  The pain of cutting hair and washing the marrow surged in his heart, but Li Feiyu still maintained a calm mind.

   "Okay, well done... still absorbing, blood is still surging..."

   "Come on, let me see where the limit is!"

   "Let them know that it's not me who is at fault for practicing Qingdimuhuanggong, it's them!"

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