Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Since taking the blood pill, he gradually strengthened the fire control bloodline talent in his body, and gradually became a pseudo-innate Dao body.

Mo Qiu finally understood the detached status of the talented generation, what is the confidence.

This class of people is simply born for spiritual practice.

One breath, one inhale, every move, no need for anything else, can attract heaven and earth elements to follow.

With the practice method, it is even more powerful.

The achievements of others who practice for ten days, or even more than a month, can be achieved within one or two days of innate Taoism practice.

Checkpoints, suffocation...

It's like a fake!

Just like him today.

During the breathing, the energies of the fire travel between the heaven and the earth move spontaneously, and submerged into the body with the movement of the exercises.

not to mention.

He has now bought six Haoyuan Pills, and taking them one by one can save more than ten years of work.

In the next year, he never stepped out of the cave unless it was necessary.

Devote yourself to practice.

"There are more than 3,600 kinds of changes in the Wanbian Jue, each of which corresponds to an offensive."

"And so many changes are unified, just one word is clear!"

In the quiet room, don't ask to sit cross-legged on the futon, and the aura around him evolves many illusions.

Ji Bingyan, sat down opposite.

Her eyes closed tightly, her brows furrowed, and she sometimes beating a few times, her mind sank in the illusion of **** map evolution.

Magical territory.

It is a battlefield that stretches for dozens of miles.

Ji Bingyan held a strange long knife, turned into a streamer, and rushed back and forth among the millions of troops.

There was another voice, not knowing where it started, and it didn't come into my mind.

"Although the Ten Limits can open the soul and promote wisdom, they will damage your lifespan. Don't be greedy for temporary convenience and open it yourself to practice the sword technique."

"Master." When Ji Bingyan heard the words, the action stopped, and the long knife revolved around her body, and the light of the knife swept across a plane. The soldiers swept around by him, and immediately turned into a curl of green smoke and dispersed:

"If I practice the sword technique hard, I will also consume my lifespan, so why don't I use the Ten Limits to improve my comprehension cultivation?"

"Maybe, since this is the case, the lifespan is consumed even less."

"clatter!"

A stone didn't know where it came from, ignoring the flickering of the knife, and slammed it on her head.

"Ouch!"

Although it was an illusion, the pain was not fake, Ji Bingyan couldn't help but screamed and covered his forehead.

"Master's words, just listen." Mo Qiu's voice sounded, but he still explained:

"Your cultivation base is too low. Forcibly opening the Ten Limits is harmful to the physical body, and once you try it, you will become more and more dependent on this skill. During this period of time, you should not open it less, right?"

Ji Bingyan's complexion changed slightly, and her face appeared to be converse.

"If you can control freely, you don't need to care about what the teacher says." Moqiu continued:

"But your temperament is uncertain, and you suddenly gain strength far beyond the realm of your own self. It is inevitable that you will be out of control."

"Remember."

"The ten limits are just external objects. Don't use them if you don't have to. Your own cultivation base is the root. Don't forget."

"Yes!"

Ji Bingyan nodded, and the long knife in her hand trembled slightly, and countless knives bloomed from her palm.

The knife light flashed, rushing straight to a hundred feet.

Wherever they passed, hundreds of soldiers turned into green smoke and slowly dispersed.

"Baheyin, this method can not only control one's own strength, but also fit the soul's spirituality."

Do not ask to speak again:

"This change in power is no longer strong, but the change inside is wonderful, you use too much force."

"Yes!"

"God walking is the footwork and the escape method. It must not be a pure body method."

"The several techniques I taught you are a combination of martial arts and techniques. You know the spells in your heart, but you lack the control of martial arts. After you return, you will practice a few more mortal martial arts."

"Yes!"

"Martial arts, magic techniques, and supernatural powers all have something in common with each other, just like this type of seven evil spirits soaring into the sky..."

The time in the illusion is very different from the outside world.

Every time Ji Bingyan thought that a long time had passed, out of the illusion, but found that the time was not long.

Today, the same is true.

When she walked out of the quiet room exhausted, Situ Xu had just finished tasting a pot of tea and had not refilled it.

Seeing her coming out, she hurriedly got up:

"ended?"

"ended!"

Ji Bingyan nodded weakly:

"Finally it's over, but I'm exhausted. Fortunately, I only come here once a month."

"You are content!" Situ Xu rolled his eyes:

"I heard Uncle Ji said that Senior Mo's inheritance is extremely extraordinary. It seems to come from a very old school, not even the Jiujiang League, and others can't learn it if they want to."

"This is true." Ji Bingyan nodded, said with bright eyes.

"It's really weird. The master is clearly known for alchemy, but his medical skills are even more powerful than the master Jindan."

"That's all, martial arts, spells, magical powers, formations... he doesn't seem to understand."

"After studying for so long, I still can't see the depth of the master."

"Really?" Hearing this, Situ Xu tilted his head, which was somewhat unexpected.

Although her good friend is not very old, she has seen many masters since she was a child with her parents.

Coupled with being lively and active, the path of spiritual practice may not be perfect, but it is definitely broad.

now.

Don't even know what Moqiu is?

"I admire the disposition of Senior Mo more." She followed her friends and walked out of the cave, saying:

"For such a long time, Senior Mo has either practiced cultivation or made alchemy, otherwise he was reading the classics."

"Without friends, no playmates, let alone looking for fun, he is just an ascetic monk who pursues the great road."

"Yeah." Ji Bingyan nodded:

"Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he knows so much, and he also has special studies in everything."

"go!"

"Today is exhausted, let's go to Cai Yixian."

"Are you going out to play again?"

"It's not playing, it's something!"

"Humph!"

Inside the cave.

Moqiu's divine mind swept across the two women, gently shook their heads, and put their eyes on something in their hands.

This is the pill that Ji Bingyan brought.

I have to say that Ji Changkong is very good at doing things, and every time his daughter comes, he will bring medicinal pills.

Of course, the medicinal power of this class of pill is naturally far less than Haoyuan Pill, but it is better than nothing.

Look up.

Swallow in one bite.

Continue to practice.

Now, he is not far from Daoji Consummation.

...

Chaos area, more than a thousand miles away from Fujixian Island, on an island surrounded by a strong miasma.

"what!"

"what…"

The screams were terrifying.

I do not know how long it has been.

"boom!"

The sound of qi burst came from the island, and the misty qi that was as thick as ink was also rippling.

inside of.

Shen Xi walked slowly out of the poisonous Tan Shui. He was barefoot on the ground without a strand.

He is now.

Long no longer the handsome and chic appearance of the past, his face is sullen and hideous and weird.

The left half of the body is full of burnt red color, and the right half of the body is no different from the figure of a woman.

Just looking at the right half of the body, the exquisite curve, proud posture, makes people's heart moving.

The whole person seems to be pieced together, revealing a creepy weirdness.

In fact.

His body is indeed pieced together.

He was besieged and killed on Fujixian Island that year, although relying on the means left by his father, he escaped by chance.

But the physical body has been damaged.

Helpless, only by using a secret method and taking away the bodies of several beloved concubines can the injury be stabilized.

good!

Half of his body is not from one person, but from the best figures of several women.

Although his life was saved in this way, the disagreement after the physical fusion still severely damaged his soul.

There are a few days a month, and I have to be tortured and desperate for life.

"Have you found it!"

Hoarse, sweet, trembling, and weird voices came from his mouth, neither male nor female.

Only the hatred deep in the bones is indelible:

"In the beginning, who on earth broke my plan!"

"Return to the young master." The shadow shook in the distance, and one person showed his true form, kneeling on one knee, and said in a solemn voice:

"From the investigation, someone detoxified Ji Bingyan and took Ji Changkong out of control. However, the identity of that person is still a secret."

"but…"

"Say!"

"According to the spy's report, Ji Bingyan seems to have secretly worshipped the teacher during this period. That person is Moqiu, the master alchemist on the island."

"Don't ask?" Shen Xi narrowed his eyes:

"I remember him."

"Mo Qiu is famous for alchemy, but no one knows how his medical skills are." The figure said again:

"Today, there is no evidence to prove that Mo Qiu was the one who detoxified Ji Bingyan."

"Ji Changkong is very strict about this matter, even the people around him don't know. Anyone who knows the reason is tight-lipped, obviously because he is afraid of our revenge."

"It's not him, who else can there be?" Shen Xi smiled coldly, her voice abruptly sinking:

"Even if it wasn't him, I want him to die!"

"Yes!" The figure looked down:

"The villain is going to do it!"

...

"Hula...hula..."

The four-winged Huang Cang shook its wings and dragged a carriage with gleaming aura to the ground.

Han Ye lifted the curtain of the car and walked slowly.

Not far away, one person stood with his hand in his hand, seeming to look far away, but also seemed to be thinking about something.

"Brother Fang." Han Ye stepped forward, clasping his fists and arching his hands:

"You have something to ask me."

"Yeah." Brother Fang nodded, looking down:

"How is business on the island recently?"

"Hey!" Han Ye sighed lightly when he heard the words, and said:

"Brother Fang should know that some time ago, the owner of Jijima cleaned up the spies on the island several times and killed others in the wild. Everyone is in danger."

"It's been more than a month since the island was sealed, and government soldiers and patrols swept back and forth, neither of them had a good business."

"now."

He shook his head and said:

"Although the matter is over, many caravans are already scrupulous and will not go to the island again, so their business will naturally be greatly affected."

Han Ye didn't know what happened at that time, so the Lord Jidao was so irritated and went to war.

It was the first time the island was closed in decades.

The number of killings is equally shocking, and even those who are okay are all intimidated by fear.

"So..." Brother Fang seemed to just ask casually, nodded, and said:

"I got the news a few days ago that I bought a top-quality yinxue ointment below. Doesn't Master Mo need it?"

"Excuse me for sending a message, make an appointment, let's meet and talk about the transaction."

"Oh!" Han Ye raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Yinxue ointment is already rare, and the best Yinxue ointment is even more difficult to find. Brother Fang actually started it?"

"Um..." Brother Fang's expression sank:

"Brother Han, what do you mean by this?"

"Brother Fang don't want to be offended." Han Ye sighed and said:

"You know, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I'm just an herbal medicine merchant, I have nothing to do, and I don't want to get involved in other troubles."

"Let's do business, no problem."

"other…"

He shook his head:

"I'm really sorry, Han really doesn't have the guts."

"Really?" Brother Fang chuckled lightly and suddenly patted his hands:

"Unfortunately, there are some things that I can't help you."

"Bring people out!"

"Yes!"

The figure shook in the distance, and a young man with a big five-flowered tie was pulled out.

"Quier!"

"Father, save me!"