Chapter 219: Strong magic power is the king

Taoist Feixuan believed Yi Chu's statement. Because the Blood Demon Pool was the place where the powerful people of the Blood Transformation Sect practiced in ancient times, it seemed reasonable that some magic weapons and other things were left on it.

However, entering the Blood Demon Pool is too dangerous. Apart from the cultivators who want to build foundations, only those who have cultivated themselves into the soul can practice freely there.

"Well, it's right, you didn't disappoint me at all!" At this point, Taoist Feixuan felt that he could not continue asking. If he had been entangled, his feet would be revealed if he accidentally showed up. If this kid knew that he had given him more than a hundred chances to enter the Blood Demon Pool, just because he couldn't bear to leave the Demon Transformation Pill, wouldn't he have done his best and shot himself in the foot?

"Hua Mingzi, it is because of your luck that you can gain something in the Blood Demon Pool, but compared to the Blood Demon Pool, the opportunity for Guangyan Beppu is greater. Now I ask you, what are you practicing for?" As Taoist Fei Xuan spoke, his eyes stared at Yi Chu tightly.

Why is practicing? These six words are like a morning bell that awakened Yi Chu. Yes, why is practicing for himself? In recent years, Yi Chu never thought about this problem.

At the beginning of his cultivation, it should be said that he was forced to helpless. The reason for his cultivation was completely a kind of survival instinct, just to save his life. As the cultivation deepened further, it was to make himself stronger, so powerful that people could look up to it.

Why did I practice? Yi Chu was a little confused for a moment. Looking at Yi Chu's at a loss, Hua Mingzi was sitting there lightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"You remember it for me. Whether we practice Taoism or demon cultivation, we have different paths and the same goal, and we only have one goal, that is immortality!" Taoist Feixuan waited for a while, gently twisted his beard, and said word by word.

Immortality, immortality!

Taoist Feixuan's words were loud and loud, hitting Yi Chu's heart with a loud bang, and suddenly gave him a feeling of enlightenment. In the past, he only practiced to survive, but now Yi Chu has a small strength, so he should live a longer life.

I will live forever, and I will live forever!

In an instant, all the beliefs in Yi Chu's heart gathered together instantly, and the four words "Eternal Life and Immortality" kept echoing in Yi Chu's heart!

"Yes, we practice for immortality!" As Yi Chu spoke, his eyes looked straight at Taoist Feixuan.

"Immortality is easy to say, but hard to do. Yi Chu, do you know that my Blood Transformation Sect, no, should it be my Demon Sect, and I have not had an ascension man for many years?" As Taoist Feixuan spoke, a hint of emotion appeared on his face, a feeling of self-pity.

"Disciple doesn't know."

"No, there is nothing! Do you know what this means? This means that all the amazing and enviable figures of the Demon Sect have fallen for thousands of years. Do you know what is the most terrifying thing for monks? I tell you, it is death! It is death that is powerless to watch life stop but can do nothing!" Taoist Fei Xuan was a little excited.

Practicing Taoism and refining demons is originally about going against the will of heaven. If you succeed, you will live forever; if you fail, you will die!

Although practitioners have a long lifespan, the longer they live, the more they fear death. In order to be able to live forever, they need to practice desperately. Only by practicing to become a soul can the soul be immortal.

However, how many people have cultivated their souls from ancient times to the present? How many people can ascend across borders?

"This time you can enter Guangyanbepu. If you can get a magic weapon that suits you, it is certainly good, but more important than this, you have to try your best to find an immortal fruit called Zijin Fruit from there. If you can bring it to me, I will give you the next sect leader of the Blood-Crafting Sect!"

Taoist Feixuan, who calmed down, stared at Yi Chu tightly. He had a low voice and felt gritting his teeth when he spoke to the three words "Purple Peach Fruit".

"If the purple hibiscus is refined into a pill, it can prolong the life span for three hundred years. As long as I have another three hundred years of life, I have great hope to further my cultivation."

After three hundred years of life, Taoist Feixuan was so anxious to get the Zijin Fruit. Could it be that his life span was not too long?

In his heart, Yi Chu replied respectfully, "Please rest assured that the disciples will definitely be heartbroken and try their best to find the purple hibiscus fruit."

Taoist Feixuan slowly controlled his emotions. He was very satisfied with Yi Chu's performance. When Yi Chu was about to leave, he instructed earnestly: "Zhua Mingzi, remember it for me. Although the magic weapon is powerful, it is a superficial thing compared to the realm of cultivation. Whether it is a monk or a human, you can keep the green mountains there, and you are not afraid of no firewood. Only by living can you have hope!"

Magic weapons and magical powers are all superficial. Only when people live can these things be useful. If all people are gone, even if they have magic weapons and magical powers, what's the use?

After thinking in his heart, Yi Chu felt that Taoist Feixuan's words were absolutely reasonable. Only by improving the level of cultivation and living, everything was possible. If you only focus on magic weapons and magical powers, you would end up with a dead end!

"Disciple, thank you for your teachings." Yi Chu bowed this time, but it came from the heart. No matter what the purpose of Taoist Feixuan was for, these words really made Yi Chu feel enlightened about his cultivation.

"Then keep the blood-transforming knife, even if it is my reward for you this time. In addition, I think your magic weapon is pretty good, but there are still many shortcomings in magic. This book is some of my experiences in practicing for many years. It also records some of the magic spells of our Blood Transforming Sect. You can practice it more."

As the Taoist Feixuan spoke, he took out a thin little book from his sleeve and handed it to Yi Chu.

Experience in practicing magic? This is naturally an important thing for Yi Chu. A big battle with Wang Baokun made Yi Chu clearly feel his shortcomings in magic cultivation. The current Taoist Feixuan is undoubtedly a timely help.

After coming out of Taoist Feixuan, Yi Chu returned to his quiet room. Because he seized a place to enter Guangyanbefu, Yi Chu's status in the Blood-Crafting Sect soared to the same height as the three elders. The quiet room was not only spacious and bright, but also a new ghost slave with a low-eyed look on his face, and he served there respectfully.

After sending the ghost slave away in a few words, Yi Chu slowly unfolded the cultivation experience given to him by Taoist Feixuan.

"The blood coagulation technique!"

He muttered softly, and Yi Chu watched carefully below. This blood-coagulation true body technique was a spell performed by Taoist Fei Xuan when he was young. Once he encountered an attack, this blood-coagulation true body technique could instantly use the essence and blood of the body to quickly transform into a very similar self!

Seeing the description of the blood coagulation true body technique, Yi Chu became concerned about the blood coagulation true body technique. Once he practiced this magic, no matter what, he finally had a little more chance of survival.

However, this blood coagulation true body technique is not easy to practice. Different cultivation levels and blood coagulation true body technique have different manifestations. If you are a master above the Golden Pill, if you use this blood coagulation true body technique, you will not be one but three clones!

Following the blood-coagulation real body technique, Yi Chu saw the secret technique of blood-forming swords, blood-devouring ** and other spells. One by one, one by one, and a thin little book was seen by Yi Chu for the end.

"The Blood Demon Disintegration**", there are only a hundred words on the last page, but looking at these hundred words, Yi Chu's expression kept changing.

Blood Demon Disintegration is a spell that is injured with the enemy. Once used, the caster's cultivation will suddenly double to five times. However, the harm of casting this Blood Demon Disintegration is not small. As the power is improved, the lifespan consumed is also different. The most powerful one is to increase the power by five times, but it is also very likely to collapse and die instantly.

Even if you don’t die if you collapse, you won’t live long unless there are any treasures that can extend your life. In the records of Taoist Feixuan, this kind of ** can only be used twice as much as possible. If there are too many, it will undoubtedly be suicide!

Although he knew that the blood demon was very dangerous to disintegrate, Yi Chu still kept the blood demon in his heart word by word.

The time of cultivation passed quickly. When Taoist Feixuan sent someone to ask Yi Chu to go to the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, Yi Chu realized that the time he gave him to practice had already passed.

"How do you feel?" Taoist Feixuan said to Yi Chu gently with a smile on his face.

Facing the smiling gaze of Taoist Feixuan, Yi Chu trembled in his heart: "Disciples have benefited a lot. In the past, I thought that magic weapons are the most important, but after reading your letter from the sect leader, I suddenly realized it."

"No matter how important magic and magic weapon are, they are things outside of your body. Let me tell you, the most important thing is cultivation. In the last competition, because your cultivation is similar, this magic weapon and magic are important, but if you fight with a master in the Nascent Soul stage, no matter how magic weapon you hold, you will be the one who fails in the end."

"Remember, at any time, the greatest kingdom is the best way to go." As Taoist Feixuan spoke, a hint of emotion appeared on his face, as if he was deeply touched by this sentence.

Although Yi Chu was very concerned about Taoist Feixuan, he nodded heavily about what he said. He knew in his heart that what Taoist Feixuan said was his feelings about the way of cultivation over the years.

The king is the way to be strong. Yi Chu secretly repeated this sentence in his heart, and it seemed that he had gained some gains for a while.

"Today is the day to enter Guangyan Beppu as agreed with the guys of the righteous path. Before I go, I have something to remind you that you must not trust anyone in Guangyan Beppu!" Fei Xuanzi slapped Yi Chu's shoulder a few times while speaking.

Don’t trust anyone easily. Yi Chu will naturally understand this sentence. Even if Taoist Feixuan doesn’t say it, he will not believe those disciples of the demonic Taoist in Guangyanbefu.

Under the leadership of Taoist Feixuan, Yi Chu and others came to the outside of the Ten Thousand Demons Seal Temple in an instant. At this time, the disciples waiting outside the Ten Thousand Demons Seal Temple had changed, and they were very respectful to the arrival of Taoist Feixuan and others.

"Zhi Mingzi, we have benefited from you this time." Just as Yi Chu walked around, Taoist Feixuan used the method of transmitting the voice to enter the secret. When Yi Chu looked at Taoist Feixuan, he saw the sect leader walking into the hall without looking sideways, looking relaxed and casual.

Yi Chu, who was really good at pretending to be garlic, followed Taoist Feixuan into the hall. Because he was a disciple who entered Guangyanbefu, he could surpass the three golden elixir elders and walk behind Taoist Feixuan.

In the Ten Thousand Demons Temple, most of the seven major demon sects have arrived. Yi Chu and others did not come too early, but it was not too late. Yi Chu looked around and found that the three sects of Goddess Sect, Yinhun Sect and Soul Refining Sect have not arrived yet.

Just when Yi Chu was thinking about why the Goddess Sect was late, Yao Ji, the leader of the Goddess Sect, had already brought Liu Piaohong, Yue Minfan and a lot of Yingying Yanyan into the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons. As usual, after making some polite concessions, Yao Ji sat down opposite Taoist Feixuan.

Just when Yi Chu was thinking about when the Soul Refining Sects came, he heard Qiu Wanshan, who was firmly in the middle, say in a deep voice: "I just received news from the Soul Refining Sects. They have gone back because there is something wrong in the sect."

"Hahaha, what else can I do if I don't go back? Instead of staying here and embarrassingly, it's better to go back early." Cheng Feihu, who was not afraid of offending others at all, said without any restraint.

No one responded to Cheng Feihu's words. Qiu Wanshan continued: "This time, Guangyan Beppu opened a mansion, which is crucial to our devil's path. As representatives of my devil's path, you ten people must be united in heart and virtue and help each other, and do not be exposed to the right people!"

Although Qiu Wanshan said something loudly, no one who heard his words took it seriously. Even Qiu Wanshan himself almost did not believe what he said.

Qiu Wanshan, who knew that he would be nonsense when he talked, looked down and said lightly: "Let's go, let's go to the place where the palace is opened."

Hundreds of demonic disciples set up demon clouds outside the Ten Thousand Demons Temple and flew straight towards the place where Guangyan Befu was located. These countless demon clouds covered the sky, and in just a moment of effort, half of the clear sky!

Just as Yi Chu and others set off, the huge Temple of Ten Thousand Demons' Seal of Gods instantly shrank a thousand times, turning into a small and exquisite palace, falling into Qiu Wanshan's hands. The forbidden seals between the sky also disappeared without a trace.

Xuanhua Mountain is only a few hundred miles in radius. In just a moment, Yi Chu and others came to a simple mountain. At first, Yi Chu thought that this mountain was where Guangyanbefu was, but saw most people looking at the opposite side.

A huge tower ship is about dozens of feet high. Between the carvings of dragons and phoenixes, endless colorful clouds are illuminating the sky with fairy spirit!

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