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Chapter 201 Intensive cultivation and canonization of the eighth-grade inner god

"You are different from others. Look at all the princes in the court, which one is not as deep as the sea? You are of pure origin. Apart from us eunuchs, the emperor trusts Wen Xiu the most, or can only trust Wen Xiu the most. After all, all these people

The big forces, except for literary and Taoist cultivators, are all eyeing the Golden Palace and the Nine Dragon Chair. Also, the Life Calculating Sect behind you no longer exists. You are the life magician from the imperial court, which is the number one. More importantly,

What's more, you started late. Even if you are related to Mr. Zhou Chunfeng, you are still a generation apart, and you are not related to the previous prince, who was the commander of the guard. Do you think the emperor would not like your background?"

Li Qingxian rolled his eyes at Fei Yan and said, "The most important thing is that my late father has offended a lot of people and has half of his political opponents. I have no one to rely on except hugging the emperor's lap."

Fei Yan laughed twice.

Li Qingxian returned to his room and pondered Fei Yan's words over and over again. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was a lot of knowledge in it.

"However, the most important thing is your own strength."

Li Qingxian took a nap, got up and walked around, but the boss had not yet decided what to do.

The last batch of reinforcements had arrived. Li Qingxian met with He Lei, transferred the command of Sections A and B to He Lei, and returned to the house.

After being promoted to the ninth rank for many days, and with a solid foundation, you can try to canonize the eighth rank inner god.

Li Qingxian recalled the scene when Concubine Jiang You took him to consecrate the ninth-grade boy. His heart was up and down. It took a while before he calmed down. Then he held the "Essentials of the Inner God" of the Tianxiao Sect, which can only be read by official disciples, and read for a long time in the yard.

Forum practices.

Memorial tablets, jade platforms, incense burners, lamp beads, yellow flags, red lanterns, bronze bowls, golden swords...

After placing the gradeless ritual artifact, Li Qingxian slowly performed the ceremony.

Finally, he bowed down to salute and enthroned the inner god, that is, practicing the "Magic Method of Changing Scenery and Hunyuan Thunder God".

Buzz…

Li Qingxian only felt a flower in front of his eyes. The divine flowers in the sky were in chaos, the fragrance was fragrant, and the bright clouds gathered together to form a huge cloud ladder, which shortened from bottom to top.

At the end of the sky clouds, the starry sky is bright, and a corner of Thunder City is slowly revealed.

Above the clouds, a big flag was fluttering, and strong men wearing various magical cloths descended from the sky. Their muscles were bulging, their arms were bare, their teeth were bared, and their faces were ferocious.

The ninth rank canonizes boys, and the eighth rank canonizes strong men.

Many strong men stood on the layers of bright white clouds, staring down with wide eyes.

The lowest level warriors wear yellow robes, the middle warriors wear purple robes, and the uppermost warriors wear red robes.

Above the third level of warriors, the two warriors are at the top of the clouds, different from other warriors.

There is a round light floating on the back of the head, and the body is covered with twelve colors.

The male warrior on the left has a bald head and no beard. Two thunderbolts are wrapped around his arms. The thunderbolts are like whips and snakes, sizzling. Behind him is a huge drum with red edges and white background and black patterns suspended behind him. The black patterns are intertwined to form a spiral black dragon.

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The female figure on the right is slightly thinner, with well-proportioned muscles, flowing black hair, and stunning beauty.

The female warrior holds a black wooden scabbard with an octagonal eagle of the Big Dipper and the Southern Dipper with both hands. The mouth of the scabbard is rippling with white light, but there is no sword.

Li Qingxian only took one look and learned the names of the two warriors.

One is a warrior who wraps around electric drums, and the other is a warrior who holds a sword and sharpens it.

Li Qingxian bowed to the two of them and called God's name.

Two strong men descended from the top of the clouds, bowed to Li Qingxian, and turned into two divine lights falling between their eyebrows.

The clouds and strong men in the sky dispersed.

Li Qing was leisurely watching the mourning platform, and saw that besides the four boys, two strong men were also meditating with their eyes closed.

At the same time, two magic techniques were harvested, one was the "Chaos Seed Sword Technique" and the other was the "Twelve Divine Curses of Changing the Sky, Gathering Clouds, Drawing Thunder and Beating Drums".

On the edge of the Thunder Dragon Fire Seal, there is a large translucent drum-shaped seal, with a drum on the top and a seal on the bottom, which can be used to dispatch electric and negative drum warriors.

Li Qingxian's mind was connected with the two powerful men, and he continued to practice new thunder techniques.

The thunder techniques I learned before are more perfect and refined again.

Finally, Li Qingxian stared at the man holding the sword and sharpening it, thought for a long time, and made a plan.

After some spell casting, using the sword skills of chaos, the warrior holding the sword and sharpening it disappeared.

Li Qingxian exited the mourning platform, repeatedly recalled the new techniques, and combined them with what he had learned before to memorize and study.

After practicing until the afternoon, there was a knock on the door.

Li Qingxian frowned slightly, stopped studying, and walked out of the door. Han Anbo and He Lei were both there.

He Lei carried the big copper hammer and said: "The Ministry of Punishment has sent a large number of reinforcements. It is said that they paid a high price to hire a seventh-grade life magician."

"Is there a third grade?"

"No, but there are four fourth-grade ones."

Li Qingxian nodded, thinking of the people from the Demon Sect who were killed by Concubine Jiang You. Now it is rare for the Punishment Department to mobilize four fourth-grade people.

"And..." He Lei sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"Our second batch of reinforcements originally included people from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, about 500 people, but they were stopped by people from the Criminal Department on the way. Eunuch Fei was so angry that he cursed. Fortunately, the police officers of Shendu Prefecture said

I insist that I only recognize you and no one else, otherwise I will be taken away by them. It is probably the order of Master Song Yunjing." He Lei said.

Li Qingxian nodded. Song Yunjing is now in charge of Shendu Mansion. As the head of the capital, it is a great help to him.

"They didn't dare to touch Beichang Guards?"

He Lei said with a smile: "Even if the Ministry of Justice dares to hook up with the Ministry of War, the Ministry of War would not dare to join forces with the Demon Cultivator. General Beichang Wei knows in his heart that he cannot do anything that would make the emperor afraid."

"Let me consider."

Li Qingxian took out a floating feather talisman and slapped it on his waist, jumped up to the roof, used his fortune-telling skills to observe the situation in the county, and when his magic power was exhausted, he returned to his room to meditate.

After a while, Li Qingxian came out and said: "The Ministry of Punishment and the Demon Sect still have reinforcements. There are at least three fourth-grade troops hiding, and the number is over a thousand, but the situation is chaotic. I have calculated carefully, and it is difficult for the Ministry of Punishment to mobilize such a large number of troops.

Man, could it be that some force is helping me?"

He Lei thought for a moment and said: "Demon cultivator."

Li Qingxian suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that the Demon Sect's motley army joined forces. However, their average level is probably much higher than ours."

He Lei nodded and said: "There are more than ten thousand demon cultivators around the city of God. We only selected a thousand. I am afraid that most of them will be high-grade. With just this support army, they will surpass us."

"The key is the seventh-grade life magician. If you want to win the merit, that is the key." Li Qingxian said.

"Yes, that's why Mr. Fei is looking for you in a hurry."

"Walk."

The three of them left.

Li Qingxian was thinking as he walked. When he saw Fei Yan, the supervisor of the department, he told him his deduction.

"As expected, no wonder the internal factory secret report said that the magic cultivators were suddenly transferred, and they were all transferred here. I suspect that they will probably gather ten fourth-grade people, plus magic weapons, enough to compete with ordinary third-grade people. In two days at most, they will

I will go into the mountain to find the helmsman of Mingshan Mountain, time is tight." Fei Yan said.

Li Qingxian leaned on the back of his chair and said lazily: "Eunuch Fei, let's be honest, if the inner factory or the night guard sect does not produce a third grade, I will definitely not join the mountain. Not to mention that I will be taken away from the punishment department for my busy schedule.

My strength is likely to be wiped out by Mingshan in one fell swoop. I don’t want to die.”

"what have you found?"

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