Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

The next morning.

When Mo Liang came to the Sword Learning Forest, Cang Xiangxun was practicing his sword, and Qianyin Sword Qi was rustling, sweeping across the entire bamboo forest like a wave, and the leaves fell like green waves for a while.

"Brother Cang." He called out in a low voice.

Concentrating on holding his sword, Cang Xiangxun glanced at him, "Let's go."

In Xuantian, all Magical Artifacts and Spirit Talismans are divided into five grades, namely, Low Grade, Middle Grade, High Grade, Rare Grade, and Ultimate Grade.

Sanbaoji is the only compliant spiritual goods trading fair in Yuxi Town, and every time it opens, it will attract a large number of nearby monks to come to shop for treasures.Although the scale is small, if you are lucky, it is not impossible to come across a desirable high-grade spiritual weapon.Especially for those monks with weak spiritual power who dare not go into the secret realm alone to hunt for treasure, but who are eager to reach the sky in one step with a high-level spiritual weapon, this is undoubtedly a good opportunity.

After entering the rally, the surrounding crowd gradually gathered, Cang Xiangxun strode ahead, and Mo Liang quietly followed behind him.

This was the first time he participated in this kind of gathering. Although he was very curious about the scene, he didn't dare to stop and look around because of his senior brother.

The two walked south from the north of the town, and walked for about an hour. They saw that the spirit weapon shops were scattered in front of them, but they still couldn't see Cang Xiangxun stop.

Mo Liang was a little puzzled, senior brother Cang looked like this, it really didn't look like he was here to take him to the market, after hesitating for a moment, he walked a few steps, and boldly asked: "Senior brother Cang, we... where are we going?" .”

"South." Cang Xiangxun replied, his steps still steady.

"... south?"

"Ah."

Mo Liang was even more confused. Seeing that Cang Xiangxun had no intention of explaining, he stopped asking and followed obediently.

After walking for another half an hour, there were fewer and fewer people around. Occasionally, I met one or two people from the south of the town on the road, and they gave them a strange look, and then hurried north.

Mo Liang's heart was pounding, he couldn't figure out what Cang Xiangxun wanted to do.

Less than a year after entering the sect, he, Qiu Yi, Cang Xiangxun, and Tong Yao are all disciples of the former sect master.Among the four brothers and sisters, the senior brother Qiu Yi seems lazy, but in fact he cares most about the younger generation. Whenever he sees problems, he will "inadvertently" go up and give guidance; He is very protective of his shortcomings, and takes good care of him on weekdays; alone, senior brother Cang, thinking about it carefully, apart from studying lessons and practicing, the two of them don't seem to have much intersection at ordinary times...

Mo Liang was still distracted, Cang Xiangxun in front of him had already stopped.Without realizing it, he bumped straight into Cang Xiangxun's back, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes from the pain.

"Brother?"

"It's a little troublesome."

Only then did Mo Liang realize that at some point in front of him, there were six big men standing in front of him, all of whom were in the early stage of foundation establishment. When they saw the two of them appear, they immediately exchanged glances with each other and surrounded them.

Cang Xiangxun guarded Mo Liang behind him, holding the hilt of his sword ready to draw his sword at any time, when he suddenly saw a person walking out from behind, dressed in brocade clothes, with a yellow face and oily skin, with a sick appearance of the decay of heaven and man.

"You two little fairy friends, but you just came out of Sanbaoji?"

Cang Xiangxun said nothing, he stared at the man, his right hand was still tightly pressed on the sword.

Seeing the young man's indifferent gaze, the man thought to himself, "I wonder if you found some treasures?"

The man's tone made Cang Xiangxun very uncomfortable. Could it be that these people are here to wait for an opportunity to seize the treasure?He moved half a step to the side, frowning slightly, "What does it have to do with you?"

The man coughed twice, "I'm talking about Zhang Zixu, he's half...a businessman, and now he has something of good quality, I don't know if it caught my little fairy's eyes."

While talking, Zhang Zixu took out a high-grade Qiankun bag from his cuff, and took out a white jade porcelain bottle from the bag, Cang Xiangxun glanced at the pattern on the bottle, but didn't say a word.

Washing marrow pill, all monks below the foundation can use it to rewash the spiritual root, if it is a monk with multiple spiritual roots, there is a certain probability that the secondary spiritual root will be completely peeled off, and it will be reborn as a single spiritual root.However, monks who take the Sui Sui Pill will suffer from the rebirth of their spiritual roots, and the degree of pain depends on the quality of the Sui Sui Pill.

The higher the quality of the marrow washing pill, the more severe the pain the user will have to endure, and the higher the probability of the sub-spiritual root being peeled off.It's just a top-grade marrow washing pill, not only is it very rare, but the probability of peeling off the sub-spiritual root is only 15.00%, not to mention that only [-]% of treasures, [-]% of high-grade, middle-grade and low-grade, are pitiful Two percent and one percent.

There are monks who have successfully washed from four spirit roots to double spirit roots from a low-grade elixir, but there are many people who have not survived the rebirth of spirit roots and become waste spirit roots, and are unable to practice anymore.Even Patriarch Huaqing, who developed the Xisui Pill, almost ruined his cultivation after taking only two pills.

Whether it is medicine or poison, it all depends on luck.

"Looking at the weak spiritual power of the little brother behind you, it should be that the foundation has not yet been established?"

Mo Liang's face became hot when he heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Not only has the foundation not yet been established, but it is still a little short of the climate to enter the gas refining period.

Zhang Zixu smiled slightly: "I have three medium-grade marrow washing pills here, if you little fairy friend doesn't mind, you can take them away."

Cang Xiangxun's expression froze, watching him coldly as he handed over the white jade porcelain bottle.

Not to mention whether this thing is good or bad, but why give it to them?

"Meeting is fate. This thing is useless to me. If the two little fairy friends don't find the spiritual thing they like, they can take it away, or go back as soon as possible, and don't have this encounter."

As soon as these words came out, Cang Xiangxun immediately understood: what Zhang Zixu meant was that he didn't want the two of them to continue going south.

Looking around, the six big men who established the foundation were staring at each other, and this Zhang Zixu, apart from the top-grade spirit weapon treasure clothes, didn't seem to have any cultivation level, so he should be their employer.

Before taking the porcelain bottle, Cang Xiangxun raised his eyes and looked into Zhang Zixu's eyes: "If Zhang Xianyou has nothing else to do, please make way."

As soon as the words fell, the six big men immediately became violent, showing their intent to kill. Some young monks who happened to pass by, seeing this scene, turned back the same way, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

"Hey, don't be impulsive, don't scare the two little fairy friends."

After pretending to order, Zhang Zixu turned around and said to the two with a smile, "Young fairy friend may have misunderstood something."

This is a reminder and a threat, and by the way, it paves a step for the two of them.

But Cang Xiangxun didn't intend to follow the trend.

"If nothing else, please make way."

Zhang Zixu's smile froze for an instant, his face darkened, his eyes were fierce: "I will not eat the toast, I will take the fine wine."

Stepping back and waving their sleeves, several big men had already shown vicious expressions on their faces, ready to fight.

As expected, everyone is a martial artist.

After a brief silence, Cang Xiangxun suddenly turned his head and said to Mo Liang, "How long have you been here at Lianchengmen?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask this question suddenly, Mo Liang was stunned for a moment and stammered: "...Quick, almost a year."

"What have you learned?"

"... Qingfeng Sword Jue, Flowing Cloud Curse, Spirit Binding Deed, and Liancheng Heart Technique."

Qian Yin came out of the sheath with a bang, and the sword intent caused the clothes to flutter.

Surprised by Cang Xiangxun's momentum, the six people around looked at each other for a few times, but did not step forward immediately, Zhang Zixu shouted loudly when he saw this, "What are you doing in a daze, could it be that a kid is really scared?"

The six around him were all strong and vigorous men. After hearing this, the slight scruples in my heart disappeared in an instant, and they simply opened the golden mask and raised their fists.

Cang Xiangxun stood in the center of the six people, only a little white light shone on his fingertips.Before the fists and feet were in front of him, Qian Yin had already moved in response to his heart, with a strong sword aura.

This was the first time Mo Liang saw Cang Xiangxun using a sword outside of the Sword Learning Forest.

Move, attack and block, take your time.

Completely different from this morning's sharpness, Qianyin's sword has a gentle intent, although its attack power is insufficient, it has no flaws.

Lianchengmen's introductory sword art - Qingfeng.

After the fist and foot collided with the sword body, it bounced away immediately, and the three-foot sword around Cang Xiangxun was like a dense net, which was impossible to break through; when several people closed their fists and clasped their palms together to change their moves, Qian Yin immediately switched from defense to offense, disrupting the situation in an instant. Six people cooperate.

Forced by the sword light to retreat steadily, one of the six withdrew his palm and retracted his strength, and suddenly looked at the young man in the center from the corner of his eye.

This kid is only eighteen//nine years old, and his cultivation base is probably higher than them.

But why...

The man stared at Cang Xiangxun's movements carefully.

Not to mention that his sword qi didn't have much killing intent, the six of them already had a solid gold cover, even if they were injured by the sword qi, it would be nothing more than torn coats and a few shallow bloodstains, not even slanderous wounds.

It happened that such a seemingly weak sword net, they really couldn't tear apart half of it.

why?

Because of stability.

After several more fist-blade clashes, Qian Yin's speed slowed down, and his flaws were gradually revealed. The man saw the opportunity, and quickly moved behind Cang Xiangxun, concentrating on concentrating part of his spiritual power on his entire palm.

Red Flame Palm!

The wind was strong, and a huge red palm print came out of nowhere, and it seemed to tear the two of them apart.

Mo Liang turned pale, "Brother Cang, behind you!"

Just as he yelled out, he saw the palm print stopped halfway, stood there motionless for a while, and then slowly dissipated.

That martial artist was obviously still in shock, Cang Xiangxun slightly bent his left hand, and a blue halo suddenly shot out, only hitting the opponent's chest.

Flowing Cloud Curse.

Mo Liang opened his mouth wide, came back to his senses after a while, stared at the place where the palm print disappeared with a complicated expression, and murmured softly: "The deed to bind the spirit..."

Using Qianyin as a guide, he intentionally exposed flaws, and at the moment the red flame palm was formed, he cast out the spirit-binding deed, preventing it from being fully formed, and then immediately connected with the Liuyun curse... If it weren't for the low damage of these low-level spiritual arts, that martial artist might It's hard to get out of it all.

Brother Cang, that's amazing.

Cang Xiangxun glanced sideways, seeing Mo Liang's face languid, bowing his head in silence, he said directly: "What else?"

Mo Liang hesitated for a moment, then murmured, "No...no more."

"Ah."

Mo Liang has three spiritual roots of metal, wood, and earth, with average aptitude and average understanding. Fortunately, he is diligent and motivated, and he has a strong observation ability, so his progress is not slow on weekdays.

Ben is a fellow apprentice, since he is eager to learn, he naturally doesn't mind helping out.Isn't Tong Yao asking him to bring someone out just to take the opportunity to give him a chance to exercise?

After her "after all", Cang Xiangxun's heart was as bright as a mirror.

After one month, it will be the main sect selection contest.

This junior has only been in the field for a short time, and has an introverted personality. He is the most reticent on weekdays.If he and Qiu Yi both joined the main sect at this time, the remaining one, Tong Yao, who has the dual spiritual roots of water and wood in the main and auxiliary department with gentle spiritual power, would not be able to help much in cultivation.

If Mo Liang could not enter the Qi refining period before this, the road at Lianchengmen would be really difficult after that.

After all... they don't have much time left.

After this encounter, several strong men put aside their contempt, and then listened to the conversation between the two, and couldn't help feeling six points of anger.

Feelings are practiced with them.

The six people looked at each other and shot again. At this time, their fists and feet were already full of anger.