Start Refining A Sect

Chapter 68

“Otherwise… wait a while, anyway, it won’t take long to condense the spiritual aspect.”

Wang Mu comforted himself in this way, suppressed a trace of guilt, and continued to open up Thunder Mountain.

Spiritual aspects continue to spread.

Two thousand five hundred feet, two thousand seven hundred feet, three thousand feet…

Just as Wang Mu felt a little strenuous, the cry of sobbing was getting closer and closer, and it had reached his ears.

“Wang Mu! Please, save me Big Brother!”

Desperate cry, like thunder in the ear!

Wang Mu opened his eyes abruptly, and his heart shook.

“It’s the third time!-Ha’e’s Big Brother was killed?”

A silent and introverted figure appeared in Wang Mu’s mind.

It was Su’e’s Big Brother who saved himself from the mouth of the unicorn purple-gold red flame beast.

The reason why I am not impressed is that when Wang Mu tried to communicate with him, he was always taciturn and extremely restrained.

Considering that some people don’t like to talk by nature, Wang Mu didn’t force a conversation with him either.

“Unexpectedly… something happened to him?”

Wang Mu took a deep breath, and the guilt that was suppressed, poured out like a tide.

Thinking of the two brothers and sisters, Wang Mu suddenly clenched his fists, angrily rushing towards the spiritual platform.

He is not angry with others, but himself.

At the beginning of my nine deaths, it was my brother and sister who took care of each other.

He suddenly thought of a question he had never thought of.

“If this is the so-called cultivating immortality, then what is the use of this long life?”

–boom! ! !

Wang Mu opened his eyes, and the majestic Leiwei swept out!

Without any hesitation, he reached out with his big hand and placed Si’e on his shoulder.

“Go! Go to your Big Brother!”

The sudden scene surprised Yu Wenxuan.

“Why did you break the barrier, you have finished your spiritual phase?”

“No, but the spiritual aspect can be cultivated at any time, saving talents is a top priority!”

Wang Mu said to Si’e:

“If you guessed right, your Big Brother was caught by a human cultivator, right?”

He remembered very clearly that Su’e Big Brother was a century-old little soul, and his strength was comparable to a cultivator in the Foundation Building period. As long as he didn’t send it intentionally, there would be no danger in the forest.

Then there is only one possibility for him to be killed. He must be caught by the cultivator who just came to the forest. With their locust-like damaging ability, it is impossible to let go of the precious race of Xiaolingren.

Xiao Si’e nodded tearfully:

“Yes, it’s a group of guys who specialize in capturing little souls.”

Wang Mu looked at Yu Wenxuan again:

“Have you never thought of saving people?”

Yu Wenxuan raised her eyebrows:

“Of course I thought about it, and saved it. But there is nothing I can do with the guy from the Blood Lotus Sect.”

At this time, she explained the ins and outs of the matter again.

It turns out that when Wang Mu heard Si’e’s cry for the first time, Yu Wenxuan had already rescued her once.

It is a pity that the rush of action led to the failure of the rescue plan.

Yu Wenxuan can only come back to replenish Lingyuan, planning to do it again.

When Wang Mu heard Si’e’s cry for the second time, Yu Wenxuan shot again.

As a result, this time not only failed, but also seriously injured.

And when Wang Mu heard it for the third time, it was now.

Yu Wenxuan sighed:

“I have tried my best, and their own people are not willing to help.”

Wang Mu looked at Su’e, who was sobbing while explaining.

It turned out that by now, the Little Spirit Race was ready to leave.

In order to avoid conflicts and ensure the absolute smoothness of the patriarch, Si’e’s Big Brother was reluctantly abandoned.

After all, in the face of thousands of Foundation Building cultivators, the power of the little spirits is not an opponent at all.

“The patriarch has ordered the Big Brother to give up on me, and he insisted on saving me, even I gave up together…”

Little Si’e suddenly cried:

“I can only ask you for help, please, please help me Big Brother!”

Wang Mu wiped away her tears:

“Do you know where your Big Brother is? Don’t hesitate, take me there now.”

Although his spiritual appearance has not been thoroughly condensed, he is already three thousand feet in the Great Canglei Mountain, and in terms of the strength of his soul, he is not weaker than Yu Wenxuan.

Three thousand feet of spirituality is the ultimate strength of the Foundation Building middle stage.

The so-called three-day taxi is admiring.

Now almost a year has passed, Wang Mu’s strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, facing impermanence again, he is fearless.

In addition, he also comprehended a powerful thunder method.

This is also the greatest benefit he has obtained by condensing his spiritual form.

“Dutian Handprints”, Rakshasa’s Secret Technique of life with all eight arms!

When Wang Mu refined the sacred mountain, he suddenly discovered that all the thoughts, memories and magical spells of Dutian Rakshasa were instantly understood and learned by him.

I am in the Great Thunder Mountain, just like a true god, the supreme ruler!

Everything in Leishan belongs to him, and Rakshasa’s spells naturally belong to him.

This spell was a powerful technique of the Rakshasa clan in the ancient times. Legend has it that King Rakshasa had ten arms, and the hundred palms were spurred to move, covering the sky, ghosts and wolves, and the sky was full of boundless handprints. !

Of course, Wang Mu has not yet reached this Realm.

at the same time.

Xiao Si’e has opened a whirlpool channel.

Yu Wenxuan also stood up, and the three of them stepped into the whirlpool without hesitation.

…

“Junior Brother Liu, what exactly does this guy exist, do you know if it is.”

In the forest, the impermanent horse sits on a stone chair.

This place has been built into a human camp by their magic techniques, and they decided to survive until they caught Yu Wenxuan.

In front of him, stood a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, with a thin face, flipping through a heavy book.

At first glance, he is the kind of person who is very knowledgeable, but obviously lacks force.

“Brother Blood…According to ancient records, this is an extremely rare little spirit race in ancient times, possessing the ability to communicate with nature.”

Bloody impermanence raised his brows:

“Just this, there is no other effect? ​​For example, speeding up cultivation, strong combat power, or finding the special abilities of Heavenly and Mortal Treasures?”

The middle-aged man shook his head:

“None. Their only advantage is to live long.”

Xue Wuchang yelled:

“Have you made any mistakes! To live long is a fucking advantage?”

“Yes, you must know that all creatures have a day of birth, old age, sickness and death, but this is not the case for the Little Spirit Race. As long as there is no accident, the Little Spirit Race can continue to grow. They all retreated and lived for more than 100,000 years. They were thousands of feet tall. Even the ancestor of Nascent Soul would have to shake three times!”

At the end of hearing the blood impermanence, his face trembled.

Looking at the child-sized little spirit man, I couldn’t believe that this kind of thing could be related to the existence of Gold Core and Nascent Soul.

“So exaggerated? I suspect you are lying to me.”

Xue Wuchang squeezed his fists and made a sound of gold and iron.

Before Wang Mu had his arms cut off, he received a new pair of arms using Li Daitao’s method of stiffening.

In order to prevent being cut off again, he simply changed a pair of blazing mysterious gold arms.

Although it has not yet been refined, resulting in a 30% drop in combat effectiveness, it is better than having two sleeves and empty hands.

Besides, these two hands are also used to display some of the ancestral craftsmanship of the bottom of the box.

“It’s not an exaggeration. Brother Blood might as well think from another angle. It’s reasonable for an existence to live for ten thousand years or even one hundred thousand years, and to be stronger?”

I changed my mind to the impermanence of blood, and it really was.

“Compared to Gold Core Nascent Soul, it is even more outrageous to live for ten thousand years and one hundred thousand years.”

The middle-aged man continued:

“Moreover, the Little Spirit Race has the ability to communicate with nature. He may be able to find the two people that Brother Blood is looking for.”

Xue Wuchang turned around coldly, and when he met the little soul, his face had turned into an amiable expression.

“Little guy, what’s your name?”

The middle-aged man next to him played the role of an interpreter, communicating with the former in the crappy little spirit language.

“He said his name is Silong.”

The blood impermanence asked again:

“I ask you, have you seen these two people?”

He cast a spell in the void.

Lingyuan scrolled, suddenly transformed into the appearance of Yu Wenxuan and Wang Mu.