"Are you the descendants of that old bastard Luo Chu?"
Lang Fei rolled his eyes when he heard this, nodded, and said, "Not bad."
The monster bared his teeth and said in a deep voice: "So, our ancestors are somewhat friends with each other."
Lang Fei pretended to be surprised and asked doubtfully: "How do you say this?"
The monster said: "Hey, the ancestor of Mr.
man of."
Hearing this, Lang Fei had a few thoughts in his mind, blinked his eyes, smiled, and said: "Xing Badao, since the ancestors of your and our families have some friendship, if you have something to say, please let me go first.
friend."
"Hehe, boy, the friendship between our ancestors is our ancestors. We don't have much contact with each other, and we are enemies rather than friends at the moment. Do you think Master Xing will agree to your request?"
"Junior...Junior brother, leave quickly and leave us alone. This...this monster is at the refinement level." While Lang Fei was hesitating, Fang Qinghan's face became anxious and he shouted in a rare voice.
With a crisp "pop" sound, the monster turned around and slapped Fang Qinghan on the face with its thin limbs, "Shut up."
"How dare you, bitch." Looking at Fang Qinghan, who looked aggrieved, Lang Fei couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He pointed at the monster and said, "You dare to touch Junior Sister Fang, old dog. If I don't kill you, it's hard to satisfy the hatred in my heart."
Lang Fei was so angry that he couldn't care less about the disparity in cultivation. He stretched out his hand to pull out the Kui Niu Jin, and aimed it at the monster's bloated body, shooting it all over the monster's head and face.
"Pap-pap-pap-pap" made several muffled sounds in succession, but the monster did not even move, letting all those black steel balls hit it.
"Boy, is this your anger? You don't even have enough strength to scratch Master Xing's itch." The body shook for a while, shaking off all the black steel balls, and the monster swung its pincers in front of Xiaoyun and others. "Boy, if you want to
They are safe and sound, I advise you not to do anything rashly."
Seeing this, Lang Fei was startled. He quickly took a few steps back and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want this water mansion? You let them go. We leave immediately. Is that okay?"
The monster laughed, his eyes flashed, and said in a low voice: "Boy, you have a beautiful idea."
Seeing that he refused to accept his words, Lang Fei's face darkened and he said, "What do you want?"
"Boy, there are a lot of good things in the inner palace. All you need to do is take me in and I will make sure they are safe and sound. How about that?"
Lang Fei was stunned when he heard the words. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly thought about it. He glanced at the monster and shook his head slightly.
Seeing his move, the monster's facial features seemed to be crowded together, and he said in a conspiratorial tone: "Boy, is it possible that you don't want them to survive?"
"No, no, you misunderstood." Lang Fei shook his head again, pointed at the blue barrier and said: "I can only enter the 'Kuiyuan Lock' by myself, and I can't bring anyone else with me."
After saying this, he paused for a moment. When he saw the monster's expression became more sinister, he smiled slightly and continued: "Although I can't bring people in, I have the ability to unlock this 'Kuiyuan Lock'."
Hearing this, the monster looked happy and said anxiously: "Okay, okay, go and open the 'Kuiyuan Lock' quickly, I will keep them safe."
"Hmph, old crab, you are lying. Once I am of no use, you will immediately kill someone and silence them." Lang Fei felt clear in his heart, but pretended to be relieved on his face. He nodded towards the monster and turned around.
And go.
"Uncle Master, no, this is his conspiracy." At this moment, the prince behind the monster saw Lang Fei's move and couldn't care less, so he hurriedly reminded him.
"Boy, you are seeking death." Seeing the monster turning around and looking at him with an unkind expression, Wang Zifu violated his stubborn nature again and forgot about the monster. He was about to remind Lang Fei again, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden surprise in front of him.
A figure passed by and was knocked to the ground.
"Zhu Ganglie, what are you doing?" After seeing the person who knocked him over, Wang Zifu immediately glared at him.
"Uh, uh..." A lump of fleshy stuff was stuffed into the idiot's mouth, and the words he spat out were unclear, so he had to keep winking at him.
"What on earth do you want to say?" Prince Fu Ke couldn't guess what he was talking about. He just twisted his body and tried to sit up.
"Don't worry, nephew." Lang Fei winked at him, then smiled slightly and said: "This man is an expert in the refinement realm, why should he joke with us, a group of little cultivators."
When the monster heard this, he responded with a smile but not a smile: "Yes, yes, I think I am also a great demon who has half a foot in the Qi Transformation Realm, how could I lie to you and a bunch of juniors."
Seeing Lang Fei's expression, Wang Zifu also noticed something. Remembering that his uncle has always been clever and unwilling to suffer losses, he must have had some calculation in his heart at this moment, so he acted like this.
"Uncle, please be careful." Hearing the prince's words, Lang Fei nodded, said no more, walked to the barrier, and entered using the same method as before.
After a period of dizziness, Lang Fei returned to the inner palace again. He stood still and used his spiritual sense to identify the direction. After walking for a while, he returned to the Nine Palaces Array.
Although the two snakes just now didn't know why Lang Fei, who was going to break the formation, suddenly went out alone, they still stayed where they were after thinking of Lang Fei's order. At this moment, seeing Lang Fei suddenly turn back with a gloomy face, the black-headed wine emboldened him.
He asked understandingly: "Master...Master, why...are you...?"
Lang Fei waved his hand and interrupted it. "Let's not talk about this for now. Let me ask you, what is your cultivation level? Can you stop the monks in the refinement realm?"
Hei Tou was stunned when he heard this, with the expression of a Zhang Er monk who was confused. Bai Tou was also slightly stunned, and then said: "Master, what do you mean by the refining realm?"
Seeing the two snakes like this, Lang Fei was also stunned and said with a puzzled face: "Didn't your mother tell you about the realms of immortal cultivators before she was alive?"
White Snake tilted his head and thought for a long time, the snake's face was full of confusion. "My mother taught my brothers to practice before she was alive, but she mentioned the division of realms, but there was no refinement realm."
"Huh?" Lang Fei suddenly felt his head grow bigger. He clapped his fingers and said to the two snakes: "Didn't your mother tell you to get qi, move qi, reborn, change bones, build foundation, refine essence, transform qi, refine qi?"
, the Nine Realms of Transformation into Gods?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the two snakes, black and white, looked at each other, shook their heads at the same time, and then said with the same white head: "Mother said, our realms are divided into: Ninth Level of Qi, Foundation Establishment, Yuan Dan, Yuanying, Fusion,
Mahayana. But to achieve the level of cultivation like my old master requires thousands of years of hard training after Mahayana to achieve it."
Hearing the current classification of different realms, Lang Fei was stunned for a moment. After thinking hard for a moment, he suddenly remembered that there were several classifications of people who cultivated immortality mentioned in ancient times. He blinked and said to the two snakes: "What are you cultivating?"
As soon as he said the words, he felt that the question was vague, so he added: "I am asking you to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and train it into something in your body."
Hearing this, the two snakes looked at him doubtfully and said in unison: "Of course you are practicing vitality."
"Qi Lian Dao!" Lang Fei was shocked. Most of the cultivators in the Fang Cun Cultivation Area are practicing god-refining techniques. In addition to some body refining methods, there are several other methods such as Qi Refining Dao.
They are so rare that you may not be able to find even one person in any cultivation world.
"Huh? Master, what's wrong? Didn't the old master teach you this?"
Hearing Baitou's doubts, Lang Fei quickly shook his head and said: "Of course there is, but it's just a short period of time. Master, I haven't had time to practice, so naturally there are some things I don't understand."
Seeing that the white head had returned to its natural state, and thinking of what it had just said, Lang Fei secretly compared the realms of spiritual training and qi training. "Just now, it said that the old Loach was a Mahayana practitioner, and previously the Black Sky Demon King said that the Dragon King of Luohe was the same as him.
It is the realm of earthly immortals, and combined with what the master said, this Mahayana should be the realm of transformation into gods that corresponds to the path of refining the gods. By analogy, the two foundation-building realms should also be the same realm. As for the ninth level of receiving qi at the beginning of the path of refining qi,
Compared to the way of refining the gods, I think it is just a more detailed division of the first four realms."
After pondering for a moment, Lang Fei made an inference in his mind. Thinking of the cultivation level of the monster from outside, he looked up at the two snakes and said, "What stage of cultivation are you two at now?"
Hearing Lang Fei's question, Heitou said without thinking: "Yuan...Yuan Dan."
"No, second brother, we should be Nascent Soul."
"According to what mother... mother said, there is a round... round thing in the belly that can... breathe. No... isn't it exactly what Yuan... Yuan Dan looks like?"
Bai Tou shook his head and said: "No, second brother, you have forgotten that mother said that we are born extraordinary. In terms of strength, we should add one level. The next level of Yuan Dan is Yuanying. In terms of strength, we are
Nascent Soul Realm.”
"Second...Second brother, you...you have also forgotten that mother...mother said that actual...strength and realm are not...different."
"Second brother, you have to use your brain. Mother said that we are gifted with different talents and each have our own original combat skills. What the master just asked was about cultivation and overall strength, not about your realm."
"Second...Second brother, but...but if the master...asks us again when we reach the merged...united state, then...then...can we say that we have...become...an immortal?"
"..."
"..."
"That's enough, what are your cultivation levels?" Seeing the two snakes arguing again, Lang Fei interrupted them sharply.
"Nascent Soul"
"Yuan...Yuan Dan."
In the blink of an eye, he saw the two snakes blushing and staring thickly. Lang Fei suddenly felt helpless and had to interrupt the two snakes with a sad face and gestures, and explained in detail: "Okay, okay, let me change the way of questioning. Let me ask you, if the situation in front of you is
There is an enemy, what is the highest level you can fight?"
"Yuan...yuandan pinch...squeeze flat."
"Nascent Soul is tied."
Although what the two snakes said were still different, by combining their words, Lang Fei finally had the answer in his mind.
"Hey, old dog, you dare to touch my wife, I will definitely eat this crab feast." A hint of fierceness flashed in his heart. Lang Fei greeted, turned around with the two snakes, and went straight to the gathering place in Qian Palace.