How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 153
As one of Lang Xing's life-saving trump cards, the increase of the congenital spirit orifice spell has not generated a new flash mark for a long time. At this time, Lang Xing expresses his feelings. A new flashing imprint spewed out from the congenital spirit aperture, and finally landed on the opposite side of the imprint representing the earth dungeon technique.

The new imprint is more radiant, like a morning star in the night sky. The earth escape imprint itself is integrated with the quick movement technique. At this time, the two echo each other. The internal lines of the new imprint are more complicated, and it seems to be flashing at a similar frequency. After a while, the new imprint There are also lines similar to those of the haste movement technique in the imprint.

When the spiritual sense touches the new imprint, one knows that Lang Xing's Xu Yun is faster than other monsters who practice this technique. Under special circumstances, if the essence of flesh and blood is consumed, it can explode like a fire in the buttocks.

After the excitement brought about by the improvement of flying skills disappeared, Lang Xing laughed at himself, and it was another magic power to escape...

The ground fire pit in the depths of the cave has a radius of nearly ten feet, and the dark red magma is constantly surging, squeezing the burning red rocks into the air from time to time, and then falls quickly. It still needs to be improved, Lang Xing walked around the ground fire pit twice, his wolf nose twitched slightly, adapting to the smell of sulfur in the nearby air.

A smell of rotten eggs...

The renovation plan already has a plan, so go back and talk to Huang Ershao about the construction materials, and then train your own construction team by the way.

Laughing like a profiteer hehehe, I thought about it for a while, the Xuyun I took just now is a one-time product, and every time I cast the spell in the future, I need to read the mantra, which is not very convenient, and there is a record in the end of the Buxu technique. The door consumes a certain amount of energy, and the method of condensing Xuyun requires a lot of spiritual energy, and there is a lot of movement during cultivation, so it is inconvenient to practice on Niutou Mountain.

After pondering for a moment, he simply kept on doing nothing, resisting the high temperature and smell near the fire pit, and at an inconspicuous place behind the pit, he performed the earth-rock technique with all his strength, and a tunnel wide enough for one person was formed in no time, and Lang Xing disappeared in a flash. Underground, nowhere to be seen.

It's like strolling in a garden tens of feet deep underground, walking towards Xiaoshishan's lair at a constant speed, walking through the tunnel and turning the mud into bluestone, it is very clean, half an hour later, silently reciting the law, walking with Lang on Xiaoshi The quiet rooms for retreat and practice on the mountain are connected.

Let go of the consciousness, the cat demon Sanqian is still meditating, to be precise, he is sleeping on his stomach, and seems to be purring lightly, smacking his mouth from time to time, his wet nose has become dry, and his gray-pink cat paws are now The meat pad turned flesh pink because of the cat's head resting on it.

It is estimated that she will be asleep for a while, and it will take longer to advance to the rank of demon general, so she can only stay in the cave, sit cross-legged, and call out the old ghost cultivator:
"The Yin soldier ghost core is in me. I am always worried that the city god has the means to sense its relics. During this period of time, you also left the wolf cave inside Xiaoshishan, refine the ghost core as soon as possible, break through the ghost general as soon as possible, and then sacrifice the Yin soldier chains. Refining it, erasing the traces of Yin soldiers, and protecting the Dharma for three thousand by the way."

The old horse nodded, and felt that what Lang Xing said made sense. These days, he was immersed in the joy of obtaining ghost cores and improving his cultivation base. At this time, he was a little scared after being reminded by Lang Xing, and he used his ghost energy to seal the ghost cores .

Lang Xing untied the tablet on his waist that turned into a jade pendant, handed it to Lao Ma, and helped him open a new quiet room next to the cat cave, so that he could meditate without mentioning it.

Seeing that the cat demon Sanqian carved a cat paw print on the door of his quiet room, Lang Xing had a whim and carved a ghost head mark on the quiet room of Guixiu Laoma...

As the westernmost hilltop near Shepan Mountain, Xiaoshishan was almost completely hollowed out by Lang Xing. The aura was thin on weekdays, but it seemed to have suddenly disappeared in the past few days. Notice.

After attracting the surrounding aura to the inside of the Xiaoshi Mountain, the inner aura began to become denser. In the sea of ​​consciousness, he constantly visualized the method of condensing the virtual clouds, and the spiritual consciousness was attached to the newly generated thin cloud, consuming a certain amount of soul energy. Force, so that the virtual cloud can exist for a long time. As the cloud condenses, the virtual cloud finally expands to three feet in size and stabilizes.

After chanting the mantra, the virtual cloud gradually shrunk, and finally turned into the cloud patterns on the Langxing animal leather boots. At the same time, the texture near the soles of the wolf soul, the source of the sea of ​​consciousness, also formed a cloud pattern. From now on, as long as you quickly call out Just a virtual cloud.

Although there is still a big gap from Monkey King's Maserati, at least there is no need to read mantras before flying to gather clouds, and it is an improvement from hand-cranked fire to electric start.

Put away Xuyun, and it will be more convenient to move in the future. Longxing began to enrich the renovation plan of the fire pit non-stop. The original accumulation plan was copied to the Snake Pan Mountain.

Obtaining information from the spirit body of the Yin soldiers allowed Lang Xing to already smell the smell of the rain coming near the Snake Pan Mountain.

A wolf, a cat, and a ghost are all working hard according to their own rhythm and specialties...

At the same time, among the vast grasslands thousands of miles away, countless white tents are built on the border with the most abundant water and grass, forming a bustling city made up of tents. The white city occupies the green grassland. In the center, it looks like a huge white cloud above the blue sky.

This is Wanzhang City, the capital of the Tatar Kingdom. Thousands of years later, his descendants will build a new city, which will become Suiye City, the mythical world of Journey to the West, Tang Xi Chui.

Inside the most conspicuous huge tent in the city, a man with a big belly and a round waist dressed in a foreign race was devoutly worshiping the tablets representing the gods of heaven, praying for good weather and cattle and sheep everywhere.

His straw-like yellow hair was tied together, and his head was covered with gemstones of various colors such as coral, cat's eye, and emerald. He was wearing a chain mail sleeve jacket woven with gold silk, with a scimitar inlaid with gold hanging on his waist. Dressed up by the nobles of the royal family, when he worshiped, a light golden phantom, invisible to ordinary people, appeared near the tablet. He was dressed in a blue brocade robe, wore a black jade sword at his waist, and held a thick brush. I wrote hard and wrote hard.

After the man finished worshiping, he closed the book with a pen in his shadow. On the cover were written a few large characters "Wanzhang City God Incense Book", as if he had completed an important task, he breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a whisper in his ear "Wen Pan, the city god invited you to discuss the matter. It is said that the Yin soldiers who went to Pan Snake Mountain to inquire about the news brought back news. It seems that one of them was lost. The picket is yelling to enter the mountain!"

Wen Pan frowned, put away the incense book, turned into smoke invisible to the naked eye, and disappeared into the tent...

In the east of Wanzhang City, there is a special place on the grassland, with red walls, mud tiles, and blue lime bricks, just like palaces and temples in the Middle Earth Dynasty, with faint cigarette smoke and bright candles. Decoration and murals also describe the various deeds of the high priest of the Tatar Kingdom during his lifetime, as well as the appearance of the saint after becoming the city god.

On weekdays, the City God’s Temple is full of people worshiping day and night, but today the temple congratulations rejected the pilgrims early and closed the ceremony gate...

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