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Chapter Fifty-One: The Boy

Chapter 51

Bai Qi suddenly drew his gun and returned to reality from the environment. However, a powerful aura erupted from the scale-reverse gun, shattering the illusion of space in the Heavenly Demon Mirror and forcing Bai Qi out.

Then Bai Qi saw Master Baishui lying behind him. The silver hairpin in Master Baishui's hand made Bai Qi understand what happened.

Master Baishui smiled bitterly and said: "Bai Qi, kill me, I know your secret."

Bai Qi had a sullen face and did not take action immediately.

He could still find a lot of value in Baishui Zhenren, so it was a pity to kill him like this. But he had to die after seeing the scale-reverse spear. There was also the Heavenly Magic Mirror, which was also a coveted item.

The problem is, Master Baishui knows that he himself will die, so why should he compromise in his own hands and teach him bit by bit the knowledge of a Qi Refiner?

I was really careless. I thought that Master Baishui had no courage to peek into his secrets. I misjudged the desires of the Qi Refiner. Who would be willing to die? Who doesn’t have extravagant hopes for those who embark on the path of cultivating immortals?

Immortality!

"Senior Brother, what are your unfulfilled wishes?" Bai Qi did not hesitate much and had already made up his mind. He would not be able to feel at ease unless he killed Master Baishui.

"I want to visit China. I heard that all people there have the opportunity to cultivate immortality. But..."

"Then you reincarnate. If I meet you in the next life, I will accept you as my disciple and take you to see China." Bai Qi said, the Moon Wheel Sword Pill was spit out, white light flashed, and Baishui's head rolled aside.

The wound was covered with ice and no blood was gushing out.

Bai Qi smiled mockingly to himself, could this be considered fate? He is not worthy of controlling the fate of others.

By some mistake, Baishui Zhenren hit his hand.

I can't even try to keep him alive for a while, it's really...

Bai Qi frowned, put away the body of Master Baishui, and threw it into the demon spirit gourd for refining. After putting away the Demonic Mirror, he walked out of the door and looked down the stone wall.

In the canyon below the rock wall, the water flow is still rapid and the rain has stopped. However, the water accumulated upstream will still keep the river high water level for at least half a month.

In the river valley, there are three monsters swimming upstream, heading straight for the lonely grave. Their target is the Corpse Spirit Grass.

The monsters that came to your door! Bai Qi felt happy when he saw these three sneaky guys, and then he smiled. After the Emperor of Jin merges with Jiuding, the Jin Dynasty will gradually collapse. There are more and more monsters, and there is no control.

, will harm the human world.

If you kill more monsters in the spiritual underground, you won't cause any trouble.

The three little demons in the transformation stage, all with turtle-like faces, stepped on the water, holding rusty steel knives in their hands, and headed straight for the lonely grave.

It is true that the Corpse Spirit Grass is immature, but for these little monsters who have no one to love them, they cannot afford to wait until that day.

More than a dozen strange snakes more than one foot long emerged from the tomb and looked at the three approaching monsters warily. They were ordered to guard the corpse spirit grass. This thing is just an ordinary thing for famous sects, but for some casual

In terms of cultivation, the value is not small.

Bai Qi was too lazy to make a scene. Originally, he wanted to keep the corpse spirit grass until the sect that cultivated the corpse spirit grass came to find it.

Unable to wait any longer, Emperor Jin killed his father, and the Qi Refiner couldn't suppress his desire for revenge.

He jumped off the rock wall, and the wind blew under his feet. Although he couldn't fly, Bai Qi had mastered this method of landing from a high place.

Like a sharp arrow tearing through the air, Bai Qi landed on the grave, and the Corpse Spirit Grass under his feet was directly trampled into a ball of mud. His scale-reverse spear was inserted into the tomb, and all the aura of the Corpse Spirit Grass,

They were all absorbed by the Anti-Scale Gun.

Six sword pellets flew out to form a bright moon. The dozens of snake monsters only saw the moonlight flickering for a few times before being cut into pieces by Bai Qi and put into the demon gourd. The three monsters who came walking on the water

Suddenly I felt something bad. The human monk was very powerful. He took the corpse spirit grass and killed the monster guarding the corpse spirit grass. He also went up to give food to people.

But Bai Qi's Rain Covering Sword was just finished, and when he was about to find a target to test, when the three little demons turned around to run away, Bai Qi's Moon Wheel Sword Pill had already flown out, and each of the three little demons' heads lit up.

, three streaks of blood flew into the sky, and the demon spirit gourd was sucked in unceremoniously in mid-air.

It is not a scale-reverse spear. All levels of essence will be accepted. After it is absorbed, it will not return half of it to Bai Qi. Instead, it will continue to construct the God-killing Platform in the internal space.

Bai Qi did not hesitate to use this essence of vitality. The scale-reverse spear was to improve his strength, but the demon spirit gourd was an important Taoist weapon. After the God-killing Platform was built, he could collect demon soldiers and command the battle.

. Even if the demon soldiers are not released, at that time, the demon spirit gourd will in turn provide itself with a steady stream of heaven and earth vitality, which can be consumed in the battle.

Bai Qi is not a farmer, but he also understands that if you don't sow, you won't reap.

Corpse spirit grass is not a fairy grass, it can only be regarded as a middle-grade herb, but it is extremely difficult to grow and its quantity is scarce. If it were not for its mediocre medicinal effect, even small sects would not be able to get it.

Bai Qi destroyed the corpse spirit grass, which was not worth the loss. After all, only the mature herbs can condense the vitality of heaven and earth.

The tomb has been destroyed. Bai Qi took back the sword pill, simply sat down on the wet soil, and adjusted his breathing. The green-gold breath that the Anti-Scale Gun finally sent into his body had an effect, and Bai Qi felt a blur in his Dantian.

The symbol is taking shape. This vague symbol is quite complex and is made up of thousands of monster characters. These thousands of monster characters do not express the Taoism in Qinglei True Interpretation, but the ancient magic.

Description of the auras of monsters.

The first demon immortal's meridians and the first demon immortal's runes began to slowly merge.

In the upper dantian, this demonic rune absorbed all the green-gold aura stored in Bai Qi's meridians, making Bai Qi feel empty in his body and his hands and feet were extremely heavy.

The third chapter of Qing Lei True Explanation suddenly unfolded in front of Bai Qi's eyes. As Bai Qi read it word by word, the runes in the Dantian became clearer and clearer, and a Taoist technique began to evolve.

Ride the wind!

In the middle stage of Qi Transformation, the Qing Lei True Solution only gave Bai Qi a Taoist technique called Chengfeng, and Bai Qi was already extremely happy.

In front of his eyes, countless scenes of ancient demons riding on the wind flashed. Those demons even flew freely in the nine-day Gangfeng. The indestructible wind only made the clothes of the demons fly. It was as if they were returning from an outing, feeling proud of the spring breeze.

It took a full two hours for those scenes to gradually fade away. Bai Qi stood up, and a wisp of breeze blew him up. He took a step forward and was shocked to find that the technique of riding the wind was pitifully slow.

It's not a question of Taoism, it's a question of one's own realm.

Bai Qi used all his strength to use the art of riding the wind, moving his body forward two feet from the position of the grave. Of course, the speed was a little faster than walking, but it was not as fast as ordinary people running. Then with a breath of energy, Bai Qi was interrupted.

It fell heavily to the ground.

Mud water splashed everywhere, and Bai Qi burst into laughter.

A Qi Refiner can only fly in the stage of Divine Transformation. It was an unexpected surprise that he could fly in the middle stage of Qi Transformation without using any equipment. However, his Wind Riding Technique was just an introduction.

To be precise, riding the wind is an immortal technique. Before it evolves into an immortal technique, the technique of riding the wind needs to condense seventy-two talisman seeds in the body. Bai Qi only has one talisman seed now, and he can already fly off the ground. Wait.

Once the seventy-two talisman seeds are completely condensed, they can wander outside the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

If you advance to the level of celestial magic, the wind-riding celestial skill is a great skill that can travel to and from the void, and it is not something that can only be used in places with thick air.

After killing Master Baishui, Bai Qi was not in a good mood, but after advancing to the middle stage of Qi Transformation and learning the art of riding the wind, Bai Qi immediately put his mind at ease and started practicing on the grave.

His temperament was not one to dwell on his own worries. The Technique of Riding the Wind was the first Taoist technique he had practiced on his own. Bai Qi played happily until dark, and then he reluctantly used the Technique of Riding the Wind to send his body away.

Go up the rock face.

After returning to his room, Bai Qi sighed. He had planned to kill Master Baishui for a long time, but after getting along day and night, Master Baishui taught him a lot of common sense about Taoism, which made Bai Qi somewhat regretful.

At this time every day, Bai Qi started chatting with Master Baishui and learned some common sense about Taoism. Now that Master Baishui was dead, Bai Qi suddenly had nothing to do. He swallowed the last piece of jade in his hand, let the scale-reverse gun absorb it, and quickly refined the green jade.

The golden aura is sent into the upper dantian, making the demonic runes more radiant.

In Bai Qi's Najie, all the elixirs and jade stones have been consumed. If he wants to continue practicing, he has no choice but to meditate and breathe.

It seemed that it was time to leave. Bai Qi looked at the house that had only been built a few months ago and felt a little reluctant to leave. He originally planned to live there for a few years.

To the south of the canyon, 360 miles away, there is an inconspicuous cave in the middle of a thousand-foot lonely peak.

Outside the cave, there are several wild apes jumping and flying on vines. Their skills are inferior to those of human warriors. In front of the cave, a boy who looks to be only twelve or thirteen years old is hitting the apes with walnuts. The apes are very agile.

When walnuts are thrown over, they are often caught by a hand and stuffed into the bag at the mouth.

The boy was wearing red clothes, with pigtails on his head, and a bright smile. Occasionally, if an ape was hit by him, he would clap his hands and cheer, and the ape would glare angrily, make a hoarse sound in its throat, bare its fangs, and attack the boy.

loose the temper.

While he was enjoying himself, the boy suddenly stopped and looked to the north, with a look of evil anger on his face.

Who killed his own demon soldiers?

He had not been in human form for long, but he had been worshiped by the nearby mountain people for hundreds of years and claimed to be a god. After his transformation, he began to recruit nearby little monsters as his subordinates, but he was also a chaotic monster, and these subordinates

Wandering around with no actual responsibilities, just to support his appearance.

Even so, the boy was extremely angry when his subordinates were killed. There were no powerful sects nearby, and powerful monsters had been eliminated by him. The murderer was probably an outsider.

On his own territory, he still dared to be so unscrupulous! The boy in red jumped from the mountainside, braved the strong wind, and flew north. He wanted to see what kind of remarkable person it was that killed his men.

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