The magma is like boiling water.

"Wow..."

"Peng!"

The dull loud noise echoed in the gloomy underground.

There is a platform where the billowing magma goes up for more than ten feet. Don't ask to sit on it quietly.

With his exhales and breaths, the surrounding hot air was drawn and thrown quickly.

The Xuanhuo Twelve Houses revolved, and the flames merged into the mana, and at the same time, it nourished the flesh with the elixir.

After such a flash, half a month has passed.

The people outside seemed to have forgotten his existence, and even Lei Junqian had not come down for a few days.

It was said that Mo Qiu was relieved to heal his wounds. By now, it was a bit of imprisonment.

The last time Lei Junqian came over, he said that a senior from the same school had already gone to the Daofu and reported the situation here. It is estimated that an inner sect disciple would come and ask about the situation.

After all, Yunlan Mansion and his party had died too many people, and even the leader Wan Renping was also killed.

Wan Tao was missing.

Together with the other people before that, there was half-death.

At present, there are only four Cangyu disciples left in the vast Yunlan Mansion and Moqiu himself.

Qin Yu, Wu Nianrou, and Weng Changshou, a seventh-level qi-refining junior.

A certain day.

Mo Qiu slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh of foul breath.

The injuries on his body have been repaired, and even the cultivation base has been slightly improved.

There were many changes in the first battle that day.

First, Lei Changyi and others' joint siege, and then Wan Renping's turn of the face, was extremely thrilling.

In the end, strength and luck are indispensable for victory.

Fortunately...

It's all over.

Settling down, Moqiu took out a storage bag from his body, circled the fireworks, and opened the seal.

This is the storage bag of the Demon Girl of the Acacia Sect.

The divine mind explored inside, and the first thing that came into the perception was all kinds of miscellaneous objects full of desire.

Apart from the albizia patriarchal instrument, the most conspicuous one is a screen.

The hollow wooden frame, silk cloth, embroidered Belle, the ring is fat and thin, each has its own style.

There are coquettish, noble, tea, and butterfly. Some clothes are half untied, and some have exposed shoulders, with different postures.

But without exception, everyone is lifelike, especially the beautiful eyes, which are stunning.

Even if it was Moqiu, there was a scene of alluring and reluctant to miss her for a while.

Not paying attention, the essence of the body began to move around, as if flying out of the body into the screen, and the woman on the screen became more charming and moving.

"Well……"

Close your eyes, knowing the sea of ​​the Buddha, and suppress distracting thoughts.

This kind of magical weapon can attract people's essence and strengthen oneself, and the woman in it is also a living soul that is imprisoned.

Looking at their posture, I am afraid that many of them are most likely disciples of the original Acacia Sect.

Their souls have been integrated with this magical instrument, and they must live on human essence and blood.

Swallowing the essence and blood can not only strengthen the power of the magic weapon, but also maintain their souls.

"It deserves to be the sect of Hexie Dao!"

Shaking his head, Mo Qiu looked at the others.

The Bone Sword and the Red Flag are both outstanding middle-grade magic weapons, but unfortunately, they are useless.

It's not bad that it's dazzling, and the body ring is good.

With a certain spirit, a few jade slips floated out of the storage bag and fell into the palm of his hand.

"Six Desires"

"Eight Secret Records"

"Seventeen Treasures of Albizia"

"The Sutra of Being and Not Comparing Body and Mind"

Several exercises and secret records are reflected in the perception one by one.

Most of them are the secret method of the Albizia sect, but without the basic method, it is almost impossible to get started.

On the contrary, the method of sacrificing and refining the magical instruments is more comprehensive than Xu Ming's hands, and there are also convenient methods.

Even a mortal martial artist, as long as the heart is ruthless, and the use of human flesh and blood, can still refine magical artifacts.

But it is a pity that once you encounter a true disciple of the Acacia Sect, the artifacts you have worked so hard to sacrifice and refine will be easily taken away, and even your own essence and blood will be turned into resources for nourishing the artifacts.

Going through it again, there are only a few methods that can be practiced in the Sutra of Being and Not Comparing Body and Mind.

This exercise should have something to do with Buddhism, but most of it is also a secret technique.

No phase and interest!

Don't ask for a slight movement in his eyes.

This is a spell that can conceal one's own cultivation base and breath, and even reveal a mortal body.

When I first arrived at Yunlan Mansion, the two enchantresses I met had concealed his magic with this feat.

Turned over, this work has only threefold.

The first level, flesh and blood, disguised a mortal body with mana, just like a mortal who knows nothing.

The second level, the spirit of the spirit, can show the true energy of the martial artist, can lower the cultivation base, and can even live in a fake death.

The third level is the primordial aspect, which can perish the soul and deceive ghosts and spirits for the sake of being unable to form.

Once the third level of cultivation is reached, according to the jade slip, even the monks who are new to Daoji will not be able to see through.

Comprehend, it takes more than 40,000 stars.

Although this power is not lethal, but at some point, it can save your life.

After pondering for a while, Mo Qiu put the jade slip away for now, not in a hurry to get started.

In addition, there are more than two hundred spiritual stones in the storage bag, some elixir that can promote cultivation.

There are also many low-grade magical instruments, and I don't know how many casual practitioners have been caught in the hands of this woman.

He is indeed an elite disciple of the Acacia Sect, and his collection is even more exaggerated than Bai Guyi.

In addition to missing pieces of top-grade instruments.

Shaking his head, Mo Qiu took out a storage bag again.

This, from Wan Renping, has now been broken by him.

Compared with the rich collection of the witches, Wan Renping's storage bags are much barren.

The magic weapon, except Wanjian Gourd, is a jade ruyi, a low-grade magic weapon flying knife.

These artifacts are of good quality, especially Wanjian Gourd, but it's a pity that they can't be seen.

There are only nearly one hundred spirit stones.

There are three bottles of elixir, and it is also an amazingly effective Ling Ling Pill, which is enough for a year of hard work.

There are also several jade slips, which are mostly miscellaneous histories, as well as detailed topographic maps of Jiannan Road, and of course Wan Renping's daily comprehension methods are indispensable.

"Wan Jian Jue"

"The Thirty-Six Laws of Cloud Seal"

"Cang Yu Treasure Collection"

"Sky Cloud Flying Satin"

"Seven Stars Curse"

These few sword tactics and spells made Mo Qiu helplessly sigh.

Like Wanjian Gourd, although these spells are good, they belong to inner disciples.

But the Seven-Star Killing Curse had another origin, so it shouldn't matter.

"Snapped!"

Close the storage bag, don't ask for a flash of eyes.

Even if we don't talk about the benefits from He Baishi and others, this gain is not cheap.

Especially the elixir, plus one's own originality, after ten years, there is no need to worry about cultivation.

In terms of magical implements, although it has gained a lot, it is difficult to get rid of it.

Either you can't use it, or you don't dare to use it.

Gongfa...

As long as you have accumulated enough knowledge of the sea and stars, you can practice the non-phase-grabbing, seven-star killing curse.

It can be used as one's own accumulation, but it is difficult to rely on.

at last.

It is a sword embryo.

Mo Qiu stretched out his hand slowly, as if there was a thunder in his palm, a dazzling lightning flashed out, and finally turned into a simple flying sword suspended in the palm of the palm.

Sky Thunder Sword, Sword Embryo!

According to Lei Junqian, this thing came out of a special rock at the core of Tianlei Peak. After countless years of thunder slashing, it gradually gave birth to a wave of thunder.

The ancestors of the Lei family sculpted this thing, took painstaking efforts to form it, and burned it for hundreds of years above the thunder fire, but it was only a sword embryo until now.

The control remains the same, the imperial servant is difficult and cannot be used to kill the enemy.

But the magic sword embryo, just this name, has proved that its future achievements are definitely extraordinary.

…………

Chihuo Peak has several inheritances, and the Xuanhuo Zodiac is commonplace. Only Zhongzheng and peaceful can be called praised.

But with the insight that Moqiu spent tens of thousands of stars, the understanding of this gong has reached its limit.

When practicing, the speed is not slow even if it is limited by congenital deficiencies.

"call……"

"Suck……"

The aura is like a wave, surging around.

Don't ask to sit on top of the rocks and move silently.

Where his body is, like a huge funnel, frantically swallowing the aura around him.

The mana in the body is also slowly increasing.

"Da da……"

The sound of footsteps came from above.

Opening his eyes, he saw Lei Junqian, who had not seen him for a while, walked down with exhaustion on his face.

"Brother Mo." He arched his hands:

"There are some things to be busy these days. I can't come over. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Mo Qiu said indifferently:

"It just so happens that my injury has been well-trained, and I should go out and have a look, I don't know how the sect is doing?"

"Brother Zheng went to the Daofu, and it will take a while to come back. Brother Qin and others have not gone out these days, waiting for the envoy to come." Lei Junqian hesitated before continuing:

"On the contrary, something happened to our Lei family."

"Oh!" Moqiu said:

"What's the matter?"

Since the other party has spoken, he naturally wants to tell him, and there is nothing to taboo.

"These days, my father, third uncle, and second uncle have been killed one after another, and the Lei family has no one in charge." Lei Jun's eyes flashed:

"Uncle Jiu has a high seniority and a low cultivation level, but he is too young to convince the public."

"There are several people in my generation who refuse to accept it, so..."

"It made Brother Mo laugh!"

Don't ask for a groaning face.

Lei's family has been in Yunlan Mansion for three hundred years, and has accumulated a lot of accumulation, coupled with the elimination of many casual repairs, it can be described as the dominant family.

The identity of the head of the family is naturally important.

It is only natural to attract controversy.

But this is still Lei's private matter after all.

so……

"Brother Lei also wants to fight for the position of Patriarch?"

"My father is the Patriarch, and my lineage is even the clan. If my father was killed suddenly, he would not be in charge of my second uncle." Lei Junqian said thoughtfully:

"Whether it is for the father's wishes or to settle the family chaos as soon as possible, Lei must be the head of the family."

"Brother Mo!"

He clasped his fists and sternly said:

"Please help me!"

"Brother Lei." Mo Qiu said:

"Momou is an outsider, and it's really unsuitable to mix with Lei's family affairs."

"Otherwise." Lei Junqian shook his head:

"The Cangyu faction is far away from the imperial court and assists Jiannan Dao to suppress one side. How can it watch the Lei family fall into turmoil?"

"Um..." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"Brother Lei's words are reasonable, but Momou doesn't count these things. You'd better find Brother Qin."

"Brother Qin Dao Lei will naturally ask for instructions, but Brother Mo is too despising himself." Lei Junqian said:

Then he said again:

"Fairy Wu has promised to support Lei~lightnovelpub.net~ not to ask for a face and ponder.

"Brother Mo." Lei Junqian narrowed his eyes and said:

"If Lei can ascend the position of Patriarch, I would like to provide Brother Mo with ten spiritual stones and several elixir every year."

The price can only be said to be fair when placed near the Cangyu School, but it is not low in the outside world where mortals live.

"Brother Lei." Mo Qiu thought for a while and said:

"Spirit stones and spirit medicines are not necessary, but I don't know if this can make me go halfway."

As he said, stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Lei Jun looked sideways, but saw that Mo Qiu was pointing, it was the flame in the center of the underground altar.

The scarlet flame, faintly visible thunder shining inside.

His complexion immediately changed slightly.