Dragons farming in the realm of self-cultivation

Above the magma, a group of dazzling white flames exploded, sweeping across the entire underground space in an instant.

The fiery Wujinhuo was burning in front of his eyes, making Lu Xihou's dragon armor ache.

The violent flames were reflected in his eyes, and there was a special smell of molten gold in the air.

When the sword in Wujin's fire completely disappeared, his master also completely disappeared.

Lu Xihou lowered his eyelashes, trying to transform back into a human form.

The next moment, Wujinhuo surged again, both in scale and temperature, far exceeding the previous one.

The thin air was driven away by the flames, and the laws of heaven appeared in this small underground cave.

There is a mysterious and hazy feeling in the whole space.

That was when the sword was born and the rules came down.

Is Master still conscious?

An unbelievable idea came to Lu Xihou's heart. He widened his eyes and stared at the mass of molten liquid in the center of Wujin Fire.

No wonder the master said that there is no need for someone to preside over the Feijian re-rehearsal, it turns out that he can preside over it himself.

Lu Xihou was in no hurry to transform back into a human form.

He walks around the periphery of the Golden Crow Fire in the shape of a dragon, and also protects Master, looking expectantly at the center of the flame from time to time.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Above the tower, thick layers of clouds pressed down, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Colleges, shops, and workshops in Lingyang City are all on holiday, and the streets are empty.

Zhou Jue and Lin Jingyun ordered people to hide at home? Take refuge.

The staff of the City Lord's Mansion, the law enforcement team of Lingyang City and the deans of Lingyang College are all on standby at the City Lord's Mansion.

Lin Jingyun and Sui Han looked at the dark sky together.

Sui Han said: "No matter what the result is today, I'm afraid it will not be peaceful."

"It's okay, I, Lingyang, am not a persimmon either."

Sui Han held down the flying sword, "All the major powers? Earth Immortals and great powers have all seen Xiao Hou crossing the catastrophe, and owe us a favor, and the face between the powers is still there, and they will not directly go to war. Some small powers and Loose cultivators may not be so disciplined."

Lin Jingyun narrowed his eyes, "Let them come anyway. I have already invited Senior Rock Beast Cangzhi to go to Chansha Pass to repel the demons. We have also sent people to other passes. As for those casual cultivators, small forces, and even The family in the heart of the soul, if they dare to make trouble today, they will never come back!"

Sui Han said softly: "You still have to be careful."

The city lord re-trained his body, and his consciousness fell into a deep sleep, but his rank would not drop.

Their Lingyang City will soon usher in a spirit sword of returning to the void level. This is a treasure without an owner. Refined out, after recognizing the master can greatly increase the combat power.

Lingbao is touching, and the Cultivation Continent is so big that it is hard to tell how many old monsters are there. If you are not careful, you will definitely usher in a bloodbath.

The crowd waited patiently.

Wait for the catastrophe.

Also waiting for those who dare to offend.

It was dark.

The spiritual flame lamp is on, but it can only catch the cold a few feet away.

The air was stuffy, and the whole Lingyang City became strangely hot.

Rao Sui Han, a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, also saw traces of sweat on his body.

Everyone knows that the refinement of Qing Luo's body should be at the most critical time.

Once the spirit sword is refined and the catastrophe falls, enemies waiting in the dark will also appear.

"Boom—"

I don't know how long it took, and there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

"wrong!"

The one who was waiting with everyone in the city lord's mansion? Jian Wei suddenly said, "The old city lord retrained his body, why is there still the city lord's breath?"

Everyone could not help but look at each other.

The old city lord refers to Qing Luo, and the new city lord naturally refers to Lu Xihou.

The cultivators present were advanced, and everyone could feel it. In the rising coercion coming from afar from the ground, there was not only the aura of Qing Luo, but also the aura of Lu Xihou.

No one answered Jane Wei.

Jian Wei murmured: "What did the old city lord do?"

Lu Xihou also froze underground.

He never expected that he would be involved in the master's process of refining his body.

What's more, I didn't expect that Master's retraining of the body would include himself in it!

His master re-refined the body, and the main material was the dragon horn he had refined.

The dragon horn itself is an extremely precious material. It was refined by him with the Thunder Tribulation, and a half-immortal state Yeming Orb was added to it. Who can say that it is also one of the best materials for the spirit sword itself? .

The only problem is that sacrificing the dragon horn will have a certain impact on him. His cultivation base will drop a little, and his body will also be weak for a while.

Lu Xihou just wanted to use good materials for his master, so that his master could recover faster, he had no other intentions, and he didn't care about these, he was willing to use dragon horns for his master.

His master didn't refuse, and Lu Xihou didn't care, after all, they really couldn't find other materials.

He never dreamed that the reason why his master didn't refuse? It was because he wanted to pull him again!

The newly refined spirit sword actually recognized him as its master when it was half-formed!

Master recognizes himself as the master!

Lu Xihou's entire dragon was stunned.

This is so outrageous!

He never had such an idea at all, not even half an idea!

Lu Xihou didn't know when his master came up with this idea.

He didn't know how his master did it.

Maybe because the dragon horn is part of him, his master used the dragon horn to bind him without his consent.

No wonder his master didn't have the slightest objection to him using dragon horns as the main body.

No wonder his master never found him a spirit sword.

No wonder his master didn't show any concern about him taking over as the city lord.

It turned out that his master wanted to recognize him as the master, and gave him a spiritual sword to return to the void and Dzogchen.

No!It is not returning to the void and Dzogchen.

Lu Xihou stared at the Spirit Sword in front of him with a pair of long eyes.

The large mass of liquid floated up and down in the Wujin fire, and was gradually pulled into a flying sword blank.

The vast and distant breath came, carrying the prehistoric meaning.

That is a fairy sword that is about to become a fairy rank!

His master has been stuck in Void Dzogchen for many years, and should have entered the Earth Immortal level long ago, but he has not been able to enter.

It is said in the comprehension world that his state of mind is not perfect, and he is destined not to be able to advance.

But now, abandoning the past, the master who sleeps in consciousness only keeps the spirit sword itself, and uses the genius and earthly treasures to refine it, and finally breaks free from the shackles of the state of mind, and possesses the strength to attack the earth immortals.

Lu Xihou's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was extremely sad.

Master knew that his cultivation was not good enough, so he wanted to leave him a flying sword from the fairyland.

With the Immortal Realm Flying Sword automatically protecting the lord, even if his cultivation base is a little bit worse, it is absolutely no problem to sit on the position of the city lord.

The uneasiness, doubts and worries in Lu Xihou's heart were finally answered in front of Feijian in the flames today.

All his worries, Master has thought about them in advance, and tried his best to give solutions.

"Om-"

Amidst the blazing heat, the Feijian shook and burst into dazzling light.

The flying sword is about to take shape.

Lu Xihou subconsciously closed his eyes.

But the bright light suddenly enveloped him, and the boundless spiritual power poured down on his head like a huge wave, repeatedly washing his meridians.

above the magma.

"Moo—" the white dragon roared in pain and joy, the tip of its tail was shaking.

There is a huge gap between Lu Xihou and his master's cultivation level.

His master's recognition of him as master was a unilateral sacrificial act by Sword Spirit, and he compensated him with his own spiritual power.

Lu Xihou had bound the spirit beast Cangqing.

But Cang Qing's cultivation level is much lower than his?

He didn't feel the benefits brought to him during the process of binding the spirit beast at all.

Today he feels it.

Because his cultivation base was too low, the spirit sword bound to his soul was desperately feeding him back, pulling his cultivation base up all the time.

What he faced? All the realm bottlenecks were shattered under the impact of Haohai's spiritual power.

In the entire comprehension continent, no one would have thought that it would be possible to operate like this?

After all, when a spirit sword is first refined, it usually hates being restrained very much, and just wants to get rid of the restraint and escape to the world.

After the spirit sword recognizes its owner, it usually needs the owner to spend a lot of effort to raise it.

Only Qing Luo's main body, with his remaining consciousness, compensated him without reservation.

Thunder from the sky rolled down.

Lu Xihou can't hear anything?

His cultivation has risen rapidly.

The early stage of the transformation of the gods, the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, the late stage of the transformation of the gods, the great perfection of the transformation of the gods——

Others need dozens? Hundreds of years? Time hard practice before they can hope to advance.

He's done in a few breaths.

This hasn't stopped.

Boundless spiritual power still poured into his meridians.

His meridians have been washed repeatedly and washed by spiritual power countless times, and there is no impurity at this time.

And those small meridians at the end of the body didn't have spiritual power to break through, so that when the spiritual power in his body circulated, it not only became a way, but also formed a net.

His heart fell into a emptiness, as if he was enlightened, and he seemed to be communicating with the world, without desires or desires.

boom--

The spiritual power brought to him by the Lord of the Spirit Sword is still circulating, washing his dantian side by side, trying to break through the bottleneck again.

It seemed that Qing Luo was really worried about this disciple, and wanted to give him a hand and a hand before falling asleep, trying his best to give him the ability to protect himself.