I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 180: Practicing magic skills (please subscribe)

This person's name is "Chu Huan", and like Wei Tu, he has joined the Sanxian Alliance.

However, unlike Li Daoyuan and others, Chu Huan had a daughter who worshiped in Jingshui Pavilion.

As for Chu Huan, she didn't know where to find out and knew that Wei Tu had a certain background in Jingshui Pavilion.Because of this background, Chu Huan has been very courteous to Wei Tu over the past year.

Wei Tu took the letter and took a look.

"Five peaks exchange meeting?" After reading the contents of Fu Xin, Wei Tu showed a hint of surprise on his face.

In the content of this talisman letter, Chu Huan only said one thing, that is, in seven days, the Cicada Cliff casual cultivators and the nearby guarding casual cultivators will hold an exchange meeting for mutual benefit.

This exchange meeting was jointly organized by casual cultivators from five guarding locations, hence the name "Five Peaks Exchange Meeting".

In the letter, Chu Huan asked Wei Tu whether he would participate in this Wufeng exchange meeting.

Although guarding the Zheng Kingdom's border is a hard job, there are also opportunities in danger. Most of the guarding monks who can survive are wealthy, far more than the casual monks in the mainland.

Every monk who participated in the "Five Peaks" exchange meeting gained a lot. Some monks even obtained powerful magic weapons and saved their lives on the battlefield.

"No!" Wei Tu wrote back, rejecting Chu Huan's invitation.

In terms of magical weapons and life-saving means, Wei Tu is already far ahead of more than [-]% of the casual cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He will not gain much from participating in this "Five Peaks Exchange Meeting".

On the contrary, if he leaves Cicada Cliff, he may be robbed and killed by demonic cultivators.

Not worth the candle!

……

After rejecting Chu Huan's invitation.

Wei Tu returned home, walked to the retreat room, and took out a dark black jade slip from the storage bag.

"Now, two blood pills have been condensed into the "Hundred Veins Blood Forging Technique", and the foundation has been cast. It's time to practice this magic technique." Wei Tu's eyes flickered.

After learning that the Demonic Way would invade Zheng State, he did not hesitate and chose to enter the Yunze Secret Realm to temporarily avoid being recruited by the Immortal Sect and prevent himself from becoming cannon fodder.

After leaving the Yunze Secret Realm.

He made two preparations to prepare for the unexpected.

One is to make friends with Master Qin, and after Master Qin forms the elixir, he will use his strength as a senior member of Jingshui Pavilion to protect him.

The two, practice magic skills to prepare for emergencies.

But a pity.

Accidents will happen.

In the former case, Qin Zhenren succeeded in breaking through the golden elixir.It's just that he is greedy and has no good intentions towards him. He can only temporarily cancel this route.

It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on the sky and the earth.

Nowadays, practicing the "Shen Demon True Skill" is a must-do strategy for Wei Tu.

"My body training has reached the middle stage of the second level. It won't be too difficult to transfer to the "Shen Demon True Skill"."

Wei Tu sat cross-legged and began to figure out the true meaning of the "Shen Mo Zhen Gong".

The "Shen Demon True Skill" is different from the "Hundred Veins Blood Forging Technique" in that it does not focus on cultivating Qi and blood, but improves the monk's physical strength by refining the Demon Qi.

However, all body-training techniques have something in common. Wei Tu's practice of the "Shen Demon True Kung Fu" is definitely much more convenient than for beginners.

Maybe you're lucky.

Wei Tu went into seclusion this time, and Cicada Cliff was rarely intruded by demonic cultivators.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

In the training room, demonic sounds of wolves crying and ghosts wailing were heard, which frightened the Sky-Splitting Eagle in the "Beast Room" to shrink its wings and tremble.

At this time, Wei Tu, who was sitting on the futon, suddenly revealed the shadow of a ram-horned devil on his chest. This ram-horned devil was like a living creature. As Wei Tu's abdomen incited, it opened its mouth and spit out streams of black. Demonic energy.The demonic energy he exhaled frantically absorbed the spiritual energy around him and gradually grew stronger.

And as the demonic energy was exhaled, shrill and sharp demonic sounds were also emitted as the mouth of the phantom of the ram-horned demon head moved.

At this time, Wei Tu, who was sitting cross-legged, used a magic formula with both hands. Dozens of demonic energy hovering in the secret room swarmed in again and penetrated through his limbs and bones.

Wei Tu, who was surrounded by demonic energy, had a look of pain on his face. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and drops of blood oozed from his clenched lips.

Such pain made Wei Tu's figure keep shaking, and every time he shook, it was like a giant hammer hitting the stone wall of the cave, causing the cave to make a loud "rumbling" sound.

After several hours.

The demonic energy swirling around the training room entered Wei Tu's body one by one, integrating into Wei Tu's skin and meridians.

"It's finally done." Wei Tu leaned over, glanced at the shadow of the ram-horned devil on his chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The "goat-horned demon head" now revealed on his chest is the "evil demon" in "The True Skill of the Demonic Demon".

The first step in practicing this body-refining demonic skill is to successfully condense this "goat-horned demon" with magic power and spiritual consciousness, and imprint it on your skin.

In "The True Skill of the Evil Demon", this evil demon is also called the "True Seal of Magic Power".

Condensing the true seal of mana is the prerequisite for practicing most third-level and above skills.

While practicing the technique, Wei Tu also sensed the "evil demon" on his chest, and he was relieved after seeing that it was completely under his control and was only equivalent to a spiritual clone.

Otherwise, he would not have such a "devil's shadow" imprinted on his body.

"The True Demonic Skill (12/100): Practice it every ten days and it will take 270 years to complete."

After starting to practice the "Shen Demon True Skill", Wei Tu's consciousness was immersed in his mind, and he saw this new line of writing on the golden and purple fate grid.

"It takes so much longer to practice than the "Hundred Veins Blood Forging Technique"? This "Shen Demon True Skill" is indeed a third-level skill."

Wei Tu secretly thought.

After he started practicing the "Hundred Meridians Blood Training Technique", the writing on the golden and purple life grid said that it would take "150 years" to complete this body training technique to perfection.

Today is different from those days.

At this time, he has reached the middle stage of the second level of body training, and his body is many times stronger than when he was practicing the "Hundred Veins and Blood Forging Technique" before.

"There has been no war for more than a year, so the demon cultivators are bound to make big moves." Wei Tu made a secret gesture, making the shadow of the "goat-horned demon head" on his chest disappear, then he flicked his sleeves and opened the door to the training room.

It’s been more than a year of stability.

Wei Tu thinks it is the calm before the storm.

After Wei Tu walked out of the training room and recuperated his body and mind for a few days, "Immortal Sect Envoy" Xi Ying sent a talisman letter asking him to go to the "Meeting Hall" as soon as possible.

Fei Dun walked out of the cave.

Along the way, Wei Tu met Li Daoyuan and his wife who walked out with him.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, if we are going to give you a mission later, please don't refuse it yet and accept it directly."

"The mission he gave us is less dangerous than the mission of the Immortal Sect monks."

"Xi Ying is from our Sanxian Alliance."

Li Daoyuan whispered.

Hearing this, Wei Tu thought that Li Daoyuan stopped pretending and confessed directly.

But just after thinking about this, Wei Tu came back to his senses from what Li Daoyuan just said and secretly smacked his tongue.

Who would have thought that Xi Ying, who was harsh and arrogant towards the Sanxian cultivators on the surface, had already defected to the Sanxian Immortal Alliance secretly.

Can't think of that.

The immortal monk who was sent to die by Xi Ying was about to die. He didn't know why he died, and his chance of survival was actually lower than that of casual cultivators.

(End of this chapter)