Only then did Xingyuan realize that this inheritance could have two at the same time. The Purple Flame Divine Lion was the inheritance obtained by Gu Ze during the Demon Qi period. Yao Yue was the demon sword seal given to him later by Daoyuan. Xingyuan was curious before that when he was in Gu Ze's body, he looked like a purple flame divine lion, and Gu Ze had another appearance when he controlled his body. It turned out that Gu Ze's long hair and his ankles were from the Demon Sword Seal.

Of course, not all the great monsters have original magic. Xingyuan has learned some of them in some ancient books. After leaving the illusion, the real cultivation will be officially unfolded for him. The picture just flashed by. Xingyuan only saw a back, and then a large amount of information came from his mind, the original magic of the demon sword seal.

After a while, Xingyuan on the bed slowly opened his eyes. A knife appeared at the middle of his eyebrows. It disappeared in just a flash. Xingyuan's eyes became brighter. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

The demonic energy in Xingyuan's body began to flow, and it seemed to have turned into a magnetic field. The demonic energy of heaven and earth moved closer to Xingyuan at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally pale white demonic energy in the abdomen turned into a light purple color as the demonic energy of heaven and earth was sucked in.

The night passed quickly and the sky became bright. Xingyuan, who had practiced the original magic technique on the bed for a night, then slowly opened his eyes, spit out a turbid breath, and a ray of inspiration appeared beside him. Xingyuan opened his mouth and sucked it into his abdomen.

"Demon Qi, a demon spirit." Xing Yuan's eyes shone brightly. The demon Qi divided into nine spirits. Most of the Yunling tribes are two to three demon spirits. There are not many tribes who open four demon spirits. If six demon spirits can be opened, it can be considered a person with extremely high cultivation talent. If seven or eight are opened, it is a genius. If nine are opened, it is a genius. Once it grows up, it will bring glory to the tribe people.

Xingyuan only obtained the original magic of the Demon Sword Cover last night, and the large amount of information in his mind was only a little bit known. However, Xingyuan was able to create a demon spirit overnight, which must be a must-have understanding in the illusion.

In other words, before Xingyuan really obtained the inheritance, he had already felt the demon moon, and even had a better understanding of the demon sword seal, the demon moon slash and the demon walking Jiugong Palace, the understanding of these two demon techniques made Xingyuan quickly open a demon spirit.

There is absolutely no demon spirit in the Yunling Division who has just obtained the original magic technique and can be used overnight.

Xingyuan looked up at the window. It was already dawn. Xingyuan stood up and walked to the side of a bamboo wall. He buckled the bamboo on the wall directly, put his hand in it and took out a few times, and then took out a scabbard carved from black wood.

This scabbard was given to him by Kun Wu. It was carved by Kun Wu himself. It was made of rare black wood. There were forty-two rare spiritual crystals embedded on the scabbard. When it was held in the hand, a cold feeling spread throughout the body.

"Well... I can wear Yaoyue in the size of the same size, just like it is tailor-made for Yaoyue." Xing Yuan looked at the scabbard and picked up Yaoyue and compared it. He found that it was just right. He nodded with satisfaction and put Yaoyue in the black wood scabbard.

"What a broken scabbard? This kind of scabbard made of rotten black wood is not as good as a white cloth. I don't want it!" Just after Xingyuan put Yao Yue into the scabbard, Gu Ze's dissatisfied voice came. Xingyuan carried Yao Yue behind him.

"Uncle Gu Ze, let's just make it a little bit. This is my best. Always wrapping it with white cloth is not beautiful and troublesome." Xing Yuan smiled bitterly. After all, Gu Ze was a disciple of the sword spirit department. He had seen too many treasures. Such a black wood scabbard may be considered good by Xing Yuan, but in Gu Ze's eyes, it is worthless.

A scabbard is very important for a blade, and it can even be said to be a lips and teeth. Both are indispensable. The quality of the scabbard will directly affect the quality of the blade. If a good scabbard is placed in a bad quality blade for a long time, the quality will be greatly improved.

"Your broken scabbard will definitely be cut in less than ten days. With the sharpness of the demon moon, I guess there is no one in the Yunling tribe that can carry it." Gu Ze glanced.

"When you have the chance, you must get a good scabbard." Xingyuan scratched his head and said with a smile. It was not Gu Ze who said that just now Xingyuan put the demon moon in, and the hard scabbard was actually opened with a hole.

After installing Yao Yue, Xing Yuan hung the blue-toothed sword around his waist. Yao Yue should not take it out easily. After all, such a spiritual weapon is easy to attract attention. Now his strength is weak. If he meets a strong man who is as obsessed with weapons as Su Jiushi in most of the sword spirits, he will be done.

It was still early in the morning, and the square of Yunling tribe was still laid out today's demon spirit ceremony. Everything was as usual, but there was a feeling of peace. Such peace was like the calm before the storm was about to come. Most of the people of the foreign tribes sat cross-legged in their camps waiting quietly.

Xingyuan walked out of the door and turned directly to Huanglong's residence. Although Huanglong reacted a little slow, he still relied on him at critical moments. After all, there were not many people in the Yunling tribe who could rely on.

Huang Long opened the door in the room with sleepy eyes, and Xingyuan walked into the room.

"What's wrong with Xingyuan, you Yaoqi is not me Yaoqi, I won't participate in the Demon Spirit Ceremony. I finally got lazy and slept in... Huh..." Huang Long yawned Lian Tian, ​​and even opened the door, he only squinted his eyes. Before he could finish his words, he fell asleep on the bed and fell asleep.

"Huanglong, wake up, Huanglong?!" Xingyuan looked at Huanglong who was sleeping again and shook his head helplessly, shouting for a long time without any response.

Xingyuan looked at Huang Long who was sleeping like a dead pig, reached out and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Huang Long who was sleeping soundly, he showed an evil smile.

"If you don't wake up, don't blame your brother for being ruthless!"

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Two sounds in the room sounded almost at the same time. Huang Long sat up suddenly, his eyes filled with bloodshots. He stared at him and looked left and right. A red slap mark appeared on his face. Xing Yuan shook his hand in pain.

"Huanglong, stop sleeping, there is something very important!" Xingyuan immediately put his hand behind his back when he woke up and said hurriedly to Huanglong.

"Why is my face so painful? What happened!" Huang Long rubbed his face with an innocent look, and Xing Yuan also pretended to be confused and confused.

"Who knows, it should be your nightmare. Hurry up, put on your clothes, and you will die if you slow down." Xingyuan urged Huang Long, and Huang Long was sleepy when he was slapped by Xingyuan and ran out of the sky. He pushed and pinched Huang Long down to take care of everything. Finally, Xingyuan handed the battle axe leaning against the wall to Huang Long.

"Why are you using weapons in the tribe? There is no danger." Huang Long took the battle axe in confusion, and Xingyuan gave him a blank look.

"If you ask you to take it, you will take it with you. Do you feel that it is not dangerous if the sky falls?"

"Uh... Even if the sky falls, I can't split it with a battle axe. Can I not bring it..."

"No, you must bring it with you. Also, remember to bring a bottle of good wine."

"I...I don't have wine." Huang Long was stunned. When he heard that he asked him to bring wine, he waved his hand quickly. Xingyuan glanced at Huang Long, then ignored him, walked to a corner alone, and when he pushed the bamboo away, he saw several jars of sealed wine inside.

"Hey, Xingyuan, this is something I have treasured for many years. You can only get one jar, just one jar!"

Xingyuan took out a jar of wine and hugged it in his arms. Then he strode out of the door. Huang Long hurriedly covered the corner of the wall again and chased after him.

Xingyuan hugged the wine and walked quickly towards Gu Ling's residence. Grandpa was too kind and Xingyuan was worried. The strongest person in this clan except Kun Wu was the headhunter of Yunling tribe. He had to be notified in advance that all his men were elites in Yunling tribe. They fought with monsters in the mountains all year round, and they were definitely a sharp blade when fighting.

Huang Long followed Xingyuan tightly, and didn't know what Xingyuan was going to do, so he just felt wronged.

"Xingyuan...How did you know that my wine is hidden there? I remember I didn't tell you."

"You told me in your dreams that you always think about these jars of wine..."

Huang Long was even more depressed when he heard this. He scratched his head and looked silly. He really couldn't remember that he had said that Xingyuan really believed that Xingyuan knew about him when he was talking to him.

"I'll hide it in a few places next time..." Huang Long murmured in a low voice, but Xingyuan's actions made him stunned the next second.
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