Cultivation female partner Nian Fang is three thousand years old

Chapter 13 Pill Fire
The time of 3000 years, although not a vicissitudes, is enough to change many things.For ordinary people, it can be passed on for countless generations.

However, Shui Yuanqiu in front of him has cultivated for a full 3000 years, but his strength is still in the Qi refining stage!What is even more puzzling is that 3000 years have left no trace on Shui Yuanqiu's body.She looks like a young girl in her teens, where there is no pollution from the wind and dust of the years.

Perhaps because of the loss of the black coffin, the man in black robe also changed strangely.He wanted to get the golden bead, but he couldn't get it, so he naturally threw all his anger on Shui Yuanqiu.

Shui Yuanqiu stood aside indifferently, she did not act so violently after losing Jin Zhu.That golden bead is obviously important to Shui Yuanqiu, but at this moment it seems that the wind is light and the clouds are calm.She looked at the ferocious face of the black-robed man in front of her, smiled lightly, and said, "3000 years is a long time, but also very short! Today I will let you see it!"

Shocked by Shui Yuanqiu's aura, the man in black couldn't help but startled slightly.He took a slight step back, and slowly took out a long stick behind himself.The long stick was completely black, and it was unknown where it was hidden by the man in black.

Perhaps because of the disappearance of the black coffin, the stick at this time was much darker than before.

Even so, Shui Yuanqiu, who got the long stick, suddenly lifted his spirits, then shook the long stick in his hand, and then attacked Shui Yuanqiu who was facing him.The long stick turned into an illusion, and suddenly many phantoms appeared, and the phantoms continued one after another, as if thousands of long sticks were stirring.

The imposing manner on the long stick was overwhelming, but Shui Yuanqiu at the side was not in a hurry.But she also slowly took out a utensil from beside her, and quietly looked at the man in black on the opposite side.

Suddenly, there was a stark contrast between the man in black robe and Shui Yuanqiu.But seeing that Shui Yuanqiu remained still, while the long stick in the hands of the man in black was running to the extreme.

"Huh?" The black-robed man confronted Shui Yuanqiu, but some of the Xiandu Sect crowd had doubts.

"Brother, what kind of treasure is the senior holding?" one of the congregants asked.

The monk beside the congregation was older, with a slight mustache under his chin.The monk shook his head slightly, twirled his beard with one hand, and pondered: "What kind of treasure is that? I don't know as a brother! But, since it is something held by seniors, there must be something mysterious about it!"

Not to mention that the two people taught by Xiandu were secretly communicating, but only that the two people on the field had already started fighting.

The man in black first hit the long stick in his hand, and the long stick struck Shui Yuanqiu's right arm like black lightning.

Shui Yuanqiu didn't expect the opponent's stick to be so fast, he suddenly threw the utensil in his hand, and the utensil turned into a golden streamer and smashed towards the long stick.Her attack speed was slightly slower than that of the man in black robe, but she was able to strike first.

The utensil had a golden light, and it knocked the long stick lightly.How could the long stick withstand such a strong force, and it was thrown aside immediately.

After the golden light dissipated, the utensil returned to Shui Yuanqiu's hands, and everyone could see the appearance of the utensil clearly.It turned out that the utensil was big at one end and small at the other end, but it looked a bit like a subduing magic pestle.

Shui Yuanqiu swung the black-robed man's long stick away, smiled lightly, and said, "How?"

How could the man in black be convinced, he raised the long stick in his hand, like splitting Huashan Mountain with force, smashed the long stick hard, and then smashed it down from a height.

Shui Yuanqiu could see clearly, and raised the utensil in his hand, and immediately pressed the long stick against it.

With the long stick blocked, it was difficult to advance half a point.

"Senior brother, look at the treasure in senior's hand! Why do I feel like it's the medicine pestle of our novice disciple?" At this moment, the congregation who was quite curious about the artifact in Shui Yuanqiu's hand asked softly.

Although the congregation's voice was not loud, the people around could hear it clearly.They looked carefully, and they really saw that the utensil was very similar to the medicine pestle used by the disciples of the sect in terms of appearance and size.

It turns out that although Xiandujiao is a sect of self-cultivation, the novice disciples who enter the sect also need to do some "hard work".After staying in the door for a few years of practice, he will be taught the basic Taoism.The medicine pounding pestle is a very common magic weapon for beginner disciples in the sect.In fact, it is not so much a magic weapon as it is a tool specially used to make pills.

Although everyone felt that the utensil in Shui Yuanqiu's hand was like a pestle for pounding medicine, no one dared to say it out.They just looked curiously and nervously at Shui Yuanqiu and the man in black robe not far away, quietly waiting for the end of the battle.

The long stick in the black-robed man's hand was resisted by the small pestle, and his expression changed drastically.He forcibly snatched it a few times, but found that the long stick seemed to be sucked by the pestle, and he couldn't return it to his hand at all.

The long stick was obviously controlled by Shui Yuanqiu, and the man in black simply stopped struggling.He turned around suddenly, avoiding Shui Yuanqiu far away, and then opened his mouth, a ball of flames shot out from his mouth immediately.

What the black robe spouted was not an ordinary flame, but the pill fire that had been tempered for a long time in his body.Only after the cultivator has reached the golden core stage can the true fire of samadhi in the body be transformed into the core fire.As soon as the pill fire came out, it meant that the man in black had tried his best.

Although the attack power of Danhuo is powerful, it cannot last long.Under normal circumstances, the pill fire in the body will only be activated when the golden core stage monk is refining the magic weapon.At this time, the man in black robe was forced by Shui Yuanqiu to have no choice but to spit out the pill fire in his mouth, wanting to use this method to regain his long staff.

Unexpectedly, the movement of the man in black was fast, and that of Shui Yuanqiu was not slow at all.Before the Danhuo had attacked his side, Shui Yuanqiu had already quickly avoided it, and quickly moved back.

A golden light flashed, and a big golden hand suddenly appeared beside Shui Yuanqiu.The big hand gently took the long stick, and then gently joined the two golden fingers, and heard a "click", and squeezed the long stick into two pieces.

The moment the stick broke, the black-robed man suddenly covered his chest, and knelt down on the ground with difficulty.Then, a mouthful of black blood spit out from the mouth of the black robe.The blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, looking extremely strange.

"Capture the dragon and control the crane!" At this time, not only the ordinary congregants around, but even Taoist Sangmu was also surprised.At this time, Taoist Sangmu ignored the pain in his body, leaned on the steps, and watched everything that happened in front of him with wide eyes.

After losing the golden bead, all of Shui Yuanqiu's fighting actions showed a problem.That is, what she used was indeed the Taoism taught by Xiandu, and they were all the lowest-level existences!

(End of this chapter)