Encountering the Ninth Level Realm (please follow up)

Ever since Li Mo condensed [Tao Seed], his life has become more leisurely.

Now, he does not need to practice as hard as before and spend hundreds of days gestating. He only needs to be transformed into the [Dao Meridian Spiritual Root], step into the ninth level of the inner breath realm, and become a true master.

In addition, most of Li Mo's energy was spent on the cultivation of [Dragon Transformation Technique].

He nourished his right hand with his inner breath and intensified it with the [Transformation of Dragon Technique]. His right hand, which was originally practiced to capture the dragon and swallowed the blood of the demon python, became extraordinary.

Dragons and snakes alternate, flesh and blood creatures change, yin and yang change easily, and vajras become natures.

Even with Li Mo's cultivation level, he had to lament how powerful his right hand was now.

"I don't know if I have any chance of winning against a real [Ninth Level Inner Breath Realm] master now." Li Mo was thinking in his mind.

The ninth level of inner breath, the spiritual root of Tao veins.

There are only a handful of such masters in Luofu Mountain, and they are at least four-star monster hunters. They can sit on the position of elder, and even become the deputy seat of a lineage.

Their strength has been honed over time, and they have the power to subjugate demons with just a thought, which is beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

Feng Wannian cursed loudly, saying that those star-level monster hunters had no idea how difficult it was for their lower-level disciples to make money.

Now, he has only trained his right index finger to become a diamond, which is transformed into blood and bones.

However, although Li Mo has not yet truly entered the ninth level of the Inner Breath Realm, he is still very blessed.

A few days ago, when he had no money, he even lowered the quality and found some elderly widows. He did this all day long, and his cultivation began to decline, and his health was not as good as before.

Feng Wannian was holding a wreath with a sad and angry look on his face.

Since that day, he realized the artistic conception of King Kong, and obtained a stone wall with a sword finger imprint from the back mountain. The deputy director of Shanguiyuan studied it painstakingly, hoping to understand the mysterious artistic conception and help him. Take the crucial step yourself.

Even for someone like Xiao Chaoyuan, who is at the ninth level of the Inner Breath Realm, it is considered a treasure.

"Senior Brother Xiang will never die in peace."

Xiao Chaoyuan believed that if he could suddenly realize the Vajra state of mind and develop the Vajra nature in his inner breath, he would be able to transform his spiritual roots again and reach the realm he dreamed of.

It's a pity that such a strong person can only be found but not sought.

This treasure is of extraordinary value. Xiao Chaoyuan used his merits to redeem the prescription from the sect. The brewing process is also very particular. It requires the use of 330 kinds of precious medicinal materials, clear rain, mountain spring water, and scorching heat. Brewed from well water.

"Where have you gone?"

Just from this step, we can see the ambition of the vice-chairman of Yamakiin.

"Huh!? Why are you carrying a wreath?" Li Mo stopped and showed a strange look.

Xiao Chaoyuan looked at the marks he had left, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"So brave."

In an instant, within a radius of a hundred feet, sand and rocks were flying, and smoke and dust suddenly arose. The terrifying power suppressed the grass and trees, and the forest shook.

The way of spiritual practice emphasizes the dual cultivation of life and life. The physical body is life, the realm is great, the spiritual roots of Taoism, hundreds of medicines nourish the blood, and the tempering of the bones... are all life cultivation.

"The road to spiritual practice is indeed extremely difficult."

"Um!?"

"Senior Brother Xiang Jiba." Feng Wannian whispered softly.

"Senior Brother Xiang was such a powerful figure in the past. He was able to retreat unscathed from the pressing attack of five demons..." Feng Wannian couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Chaoyuan murmured softly and grabbed the bluestone beside him.

"Even though he has spiritual roots of Taoism, he does not have the nature of Vajra." Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes darkened slightly, with deep longing in his eyes.

"What are you..." Li Mo looked at the wreath in Feng Wannian's hand.

It's a pity that this person is aloof and arrogant. He failed to attack the fifth level of the inner breath realm half a year ago, so he gave up on himself. He often went down the mountain and lingered in romantic places.

Just after noon, Li Mo packed up a portion of braised chicken, plus spicy duck neck, and prepared to head to the back mountain.

Li Mo carried the food box and walked out, and happened to meet Feng Wannian.

Xiang Jiba is also a disciple of [Shanguiyuan]. He is at the fourth level of the Inner Breath Realm. This level of cultivation is not weak in Shanguiyuan.

In terms of real combat power, it may not be lower than the real masters of the ninth level of the inner breath realm.

"Damn rabbit."

"It's a pity that he escaped the evil spirit's attack, but not the widow's attack!"

"Which Senior Brother Xiang?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

Not to mention, Li Mo also hid a rune weapon.

"My condolences." Li Mo patted Feng Wannian on the shoulder, but he didn't expect that he had such deep feelings for Senior Brother Xiang.

Once it was empty, Xiao Chaoyuan was stunned for a moment. There was nothing on the bluestone.

Feng Wannian was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "He's dead."

Xiao Chaoyuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He had long heard that there were thieves in the mountain gate these days. He didn't believe it at first. He didn't expect that this little thief was not only extremely skillful but also very courageous. He actually stole something from his head.

The inner breath transforms into a vajra, a state that not even Li Mo has reached.

What you receive every month is not a salary, but a waste.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, and a strong wind roared, becoming a powerful wind.

"It turned out to be him."

After three years of work, only half a tank of wine was produced, which was specially used to nourish the spiritual roots of the Dao Meridian.

Destiny is easy to cultivate, but sex is difficult to cultivate.

He clearly remembered where his gourd [Baizhen Wine] was placed.

Feng Wannian cursed and walked into the class room.

"I'm sorry, that bastard still owes me five taels of silver."

There is a saying in Taoist scriptures that it is difficult to achieve the goal of cultivating one's life in ten years, and it is difficult to realize the knowledge of one's nature in one day.

"Stolen!?"

The huge rock wall is covered with palm prints.

These days, the rabbit is hiding in the hole and refining elixirs, and he is doing his best, but the taste is getting worse and worse. Even the roast duck only eats the duck skin, which is 30% crispy and 70% fragrant and tender. In addition, it has to be dipped in Shanxia.

Maji Sugar from Songkou Town.

He possesses various miraculous skills, his body is strong, and his inner energy is fused. The power given to him by just the [Zhoutian Mayfly Skill] far exceeds that of masters of the same level. Now he also practices the [Human Dragon Technique], and his right hand has mutated, whether it is to capture

The power of dragon hands and diamond black fingers has doubled.

"If he has a spirit in heaven, he'd better tell me in his dream at night if he has any hidden property."

All the merit accumulated from hunting monsters for many years was exchanged for money and spent on the skin and flesh of women.

"Stupid rabbits will always cause trouble."

Luofu back mountain.

The rabbit stared with its legs, and instantly collapsed to the ground in fright, with a look of despair in its frightened eyes.

"Um!?"

"Senior Brother Xiang is gone." Feng Wancheng whispered.

The smoke and dust curled up like a rising dragon, and the terrifying breath crushed a dense forest.

…

"..."

Xiao Chaoyuan shouted loudly.

Suddenly, among the messy grass and trees, a white shadow flashed suddenly, and it turned out to be a rabbit holding a gourd in its mouth.

This is the state of cultivating the spiritual roots of Taoism. With a single thought, you will have the power to subdue demons.

Li Mo murmured, carrying the food box, and rushed to the back mountain.

Consciousness is sex, temperament changes, spiritual transformation, soul training... are the cultivation of sex.

"Still want to run away!?" Xiao Chaoyuan sneered. He tapped his foot lightly, and small stones shot out, carrying the power of drilling through gold and stone, and aimed at the rabbit's head.

At this moment, an impatient voice echoed in the valley.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed past, like a ghost running rampant, but it picked up the rabbit and avoided the sure-kill stone.

"Um!?"

Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he cast his gaze, the person standing in front of him was a young man.
Chapter completed!