After returning to the spiritual house in Juelin City, the first thing Chen Dengming did was to activate the bone measuring instrument to measure the bone age.
According to the order of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple, the final detection light stayed in the yellow range.
The degree of yellowness is moderate, indicating that the bone age is about 120 years old.
This level is much better than the original light green level that represented two hundred years old.
But obviously, such a bone age is still not enough to join a famous sect.
The Demon Bone Forging Chapter called "The Horned Dragon Bone Forging Technique" still needs to be practiced.
Now this technique is still in the beginner stage. Probably because the level is not high, it is equivalent to the level of a certain Taoist technique, so it has not increased his lifespan.
However, after just one night, the proficiency of this technique has reached 59. It seems that the spiritual blood of the fifth level Qi training beast that he hunted provided a great boost.
When he thought of this, Chen Dengming felt a little sad about the blood of the seventh-level demon spider that he had hunted for Qi training.
Monster beasts at the seventh level of Qi training are not easy to hunt, even if they are deliberately looking for them.
If it can be used for training, it may directly allow the Bone Forging Chapter to break through to the introductory stage.
"If the bone age is around fifty, it should be very good. He is a top-grade Xiangke Linggen in his fifties, and he has reached the ninth level of Qi training. In less than two months, he will reach the tenth level of Qi training.
With such conditions, you can definitely join a large sect, such as the longevity sect? "
Chen Dengming thought about it and felt that the longevity sect was actually very suitable for his choice and appetite.
It is said that the purpose of this sect is to live in peace with the world and concentrate on cultivation in pursuit of immortality.
The characteristics of the sect's exercises are also more life-extending than ordinary exercises.
For example, foundation-building monks from other sects have a life span of two hundred, and monks who practice longevity sect techniques and break through to foundation-building may have a life span of 230 years.
The extra thirty years of life, don't look down upon it, it is the extra opportunity, and it may be the difference between whether you can break through the golden elixir or not.
He can practice martial arts to extend his life.
If you join the longevity sect, you will be like a fish in water, and you will live forever. Even the secret of the golden finger can be slowly covered up.
However, this is all a thing for the time being. Ideas are just ideas, and whether they can be realized is unknown.
The threshold of the longevity sect is said to be much higher than that of other famous sects, and Chen Dengming has no intention of insisting on it.
That night, Chen Dengming felt his blood boiling, as if it was the residual aftereffects of forging his body with the blood of monsters and beasts. His blood was so strong that he couldn't sleep.
So he summoned the little formation spirit, fulfilled his promise to see it back, watched the dance all night, concentrated on performing various exercises and movements, and practiced all night long.
While practicing, Chen Dengming was not idle. He thought a lot about the mysteries of demon skills, martial arts, and ordinary immortal skills, trying to find a path that suited him.
Whether it is martial arts, immortality, or demonism.
The master leads you in. Cultivation is personal.
Kung Fu is dead, but people are alive.
Those who simply practice step by step instead of developing a system that suits them will ultimately be mediocre and unlikely to achieve great things.
To put it simply, even if you combine various Taoist methods to design a system for fighting against enemies that suits you, it can be regarded as going beyond the step-by-step category.
After a night of thinking, Chen Dengming became much clearer about his own cultivation path.
He feels as if practice makes perfect now, and he can easily reach the ultimate state of emptiness and tranquility.
Then, some of the common features of martial arts and immortality were combined to complement each other, further exerting the power of Taoism and martial arts, forming what Nangong Yun called 'supernatural power'.
Chen Dengming also saw the term "supernatural power" from a Taoist book that recorded ancient rumors when he purchased a translation of the Western Regions Demons.
It is said that in the ancient world of immortality, there were three thousand avenues, corresponding to three thousand supernatural powers.
At that time, the most powerful immortal methods were called magical powers.
After magical powers, comes Taoism, and then magic.
The book also mentions that the Taoism in the world of immortality today should actually be called magic, which is the most inferior.
Kung Fu is called Dao Dharma, which is superior and is the fundamental method for teaching and teaching.
The fundamental method of suppressing the sects of all major immortal sects is a certain Taoist method, which is mainly about cultivating and gathering spiritual energy to change one's own life state.
And those used to display the power of spiritual energy, such as the fireball technique, are actually magic techniques.
After reading it, Chen Dengming felt that the differences between magic and Taoism discussed in this book were somewhat reliable.
But the theory of three thousand great avenues and three thousand supernatural powers is a bit nonsense. It is very cliche and seems to be a random fabrication on the Internet. It is a bit false and empty.
Chen Dengming remembered the Taoist friend who compiled the book, "Xu Gan Jushi". If the things mentioned in this book were wrong in the future, there would be nothing wrong with the Three Thousand Dao. If he met this Taoist friend, he would kill him.
In a blink of an eye, it was early morning the next day.
The red sun slowly rises over the east. A patch of red sunlight illuminates the calm water of the Dongjiang River, making it shine like glass.
Chen Dengming walked out of the bedroom where the spiritual energy was much thinner and the air became a little turbid. He stood in front of the window facing the Dongjiang River and breathed in the fresh air outside the window.
My heart felt peaceful, my eyes became pure and dark, and I once again entered the ultimate state of silence.
At this moment, his spirit and body remained in a state of aloofness.
The ability to perceive the surrounding environment has been greatly enhanced.
This is somewhat similar to the perception of the small formation spirit. The perception of the spirit body is extremely sharp.
You can even sense the aura of the Taoist couple next door through the formation.
"Um?"
A little curious, he let his spirit body separate from his physical body, and a feeling of weakness and coldness came from the back of his head.
Almost at the same time, the perception was strengthened again.
Only then did I realize that the Taoist neighbor next door was actually there early in the morning.
"It's fellow Daoist Lu Datong next door."
"These two people practice so diligently that I feel embarrassed! Tsk"
Chen Dengming sighed with emotion and felt a little sour. He couldn't hold it back and cursed "a bitch man and woman".
I miss Xu Wei inexplicably.
Hey, it tastes really good, but it’s a pity that after experiencing it for the first time, the level of improvement is limited when I try it again. It can only be regarded as an entertainment practice.
His spiritual spirit returned, and he began to open the dragon's spine using the "Qiu Dragon Bone Forging Technique". He spread his arms and moved slowly, and the muscles and bones in his body immediately crackled with the movement.
The silent blood evil spirit in his bone marrow suddenly began to stir, causing the pores all over his body to open, and he felt as if he was in a warm hot spring.
Warmth flowed through every pore, and every part of the body felt comfortable. His consciousness quickly fell into an ethereal state, and he soon entered a state where he forgot both things and me.
Once the technique is truly practiced, the feeling of itching in the bones like ants biting them disappears.
At this moment, Chen Dengming's whole body was full of evil energy, but his mind was extremely ethereal, like a volcano under the ice ocean, giving people a sense of danger.
Chen Dengming moved a little, and the blue shirt on his body suddenly bulged, and the muscles on his back suddenly bulged like swollen dough, forming a knotted body like the face of an evil ghost.
In an instant, most of the blood evil spirit energy was concentrated on the back, making the skin on the back seem to be covered with a red film, looking extremely solid and full of power.
While maintaining the running state of the technique and slowly forging his bones with the Blood Evil Spiritual Qi, Chen Dengming began to think calmly in his heart.
"The Demon Cultivation Technique. Is this the physical power of the Demon Taoist?
If you look at it this way, the demon Taoists from the Demon Kingdom in the Western Region have both the powerful bodies of the demon beasts and the Taoist skills of the monks. Their combat effectiveness at the same level should be much stronger than that of the monks in the Southeast Region."
"Why are there rumors that the monks from the Demon Kingdom in the Western Region are murderous and ferocious, but they are all resisted by the Immortal Sect Taoist Sect in the Southeast Region. Is it because the Demonic Kingdom in the Western Region fights for their own battles on their own and cannot resist the Xian Sect Taoist Sect in the Southeast Region joining forces, or is it something else? reason?"
From Chen Dengming's point of view, one can get a glimpse of the power of the demon monk through a bone forging chapter.
At least during the Qi training period, the ordinary monks from the Southeast Region would most likely not be the opponents of the demonic monks from the Western Region.
However, this has nothing to do with him for the time being.
A quarter of an hour later, when the feeling of being soaked in a hot spring gradually weakened the bones of the body, the blood evil spirit energy returned to the bone marrow.
In the panel, the state of the skill changes.
""The Bone Forging of the Horned Dragon": (Beginner 60/100)"
Just a little improvement.
Without the blood of monsters and beasts to assist in bone forging practice, the efficiency of this practice is indeed much lower.
Chen Dengming glanced at the sweat-soaked clothes, immediately performed a cleaning technique on himself, and then changed into another set of clothes.
When he walked to the mirror and took a look, he seemed to be stronger and stronger than before.
He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, with obvious muscle contours under his clothes, a thin and handsome face, wicked white hair on his temples, and shrewd eyes.
Chen Dengming put on a human skin mask, transformed into a dark-faced middle-aged cold monk, and walked out of the room.
Outside, Zhu Xunye had just gotten up, yawning and stretching, and complained, "Grandma, the land next door is so friendly and elegant. It's so fun to get up with Dapeng every morning. Is it so fun?"
After saying that, when I saw Chen Dengming walking out, my heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. I felt as if I had a sense of panic about being approached by a savage beast. It seemed that the power of wind and thunder was hidden in the opponent's muscles and bones. When he walked, he could burst out with astonishing mighty power at any time. It was inexplicably suppressed. I can't breathe.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Denming was surprised.
"Hiss you."
Zhu Xun glared, looked Chen Dengming up and down, stared at his vaguely majestic and somewhat oppressive body, stared blankly for a long time, and then said.
"Why do you seem to be a different person? You are almost the same as a powerful physical practitioner I met before. Hey, you feel even more stressed than that physical practitioner."
"Really? It seems that the physical training method I bought in the dark shop yesterday is quite good."
Chen Dengming's eyes flashed, he smiled relaxedly, and started to use his skills. The blood evil energy deep in the bone marrow of his body was hidden deeper.
Zhu Xun was surprised, relaxed a lot, and took a few more glances at Chen Dengming's body and chest muscles.
"Stop looking, I'm not interested in men. It's time for you to go out and find someone to experience and relax."
Chen Dengming rolled his eyes angrily, walked over, took out the corpse of the demon beast that had taken the demon blood yesterday from the storage bag, and threw it on the ground with a bang.
"The fifth level of Qi training, are you going to deal with it today? You will still be divided as usual."
"Wow! Those with the fifth level of Qi training are considered big fish. I haven't even caught one with the third level of Qi training these days."
Zhu Xun exclaimed, feeling a little happy. He rubbed his hands in excitement, pulled out the pig-killing knife from his waist, and prepared to show off his knife skill "Lao Zhu Jie Niu" on the spot to help Brother Chen Dao, but in his heart, he was already Feeling severely frustrated.
Eliminated. Will he, the legendary demon hunter, be eliminated so soon?
From then on he became a pig butcher.
From Mingyuefang to Juelin City, after so many days, he was almost unable to hunt decent monsters, and his job was about to be ruined.
I thought it was because there were few monsters in Juelin City.
As a result, Chen Dengming went out to practice Taoism casually every now and then, and from time to time he would hunt back fourth-level and fifth-level Qi-training monsters.
Speaking of luck, it can't always be luck, it's so shocking.
Zhu Xun had a small complaint in his heart.
He is a dignified sixth-level qi-training monk. He is powerful even if he doesn't kill powerful monsters. He spends his days looking for some young qiangzi of various levels of qi-training, or buying and selling some goods. He is almost an errand boy. He only thinks about brother Chen Dao. If you give him a big job and he does it, you can show your value and power.
But now, he had to let go and admit that he didn't have that ability.
Brother Chen Dao thinks highly of him and is grateful to him for allowing him to run errands and do odd jobs for food.
"Brother Dao, this meat is fresh. Why is there so little blood? Did those spiritual insects suck it so cleanly this time?"
"Well, there was another big spiritual insect yesterday, and it sucked more."
"Okay, recently there are more and more Taoist friends hunting monsters outside the city. Monster meat is not easy to sell yet, but I found a good channel. Those fishing cultivators who go out on boats by the river want it. They go out to a port and go to Wuhan Once it is sold in a market a hundred miles away, the price will rise a lot."
"Yu Xiu."
Chen Dengming walked to the door, paused, and smiled with emotion.
He used to be a fisherman and a fish seller.
On the border of the Eastern Region, Leshan Valley.
In the Luo family's welcoming hall.
Three people were sitting and talking while drinking spiritual tea.
Near the corner of the side hall, Xi'er waited patiently and did not dare to breathe.
When she heard that the two foundation-building monks were visiting and the name they reported was the very familiar "Chen Dengming", Xi'er's face suddenly changed and she almost exclaimed in surprise.
Luo Bing, who was sitting in the main seat, also looked moved. Surprise appeared on his frosty face, and he muttered for a long time.
"I do know the two people you mentioned by name, but in the world, there are as many people with the surname Chen as there are crucian carp crossing the river, and there are also many people named Chen Dengming.
The Chen Dengming I know."
She had just finished her words when she suddenly paused, and all the information about Chen Dengming and other information behind her were blocked in front of her mouth.
Then her beautiful eyes flashed with a gleam of wisdom, she looked deeply at Yue Kun who was observing her, and continued.
"The Chen Dengming I know is from the same place as your disciple, Brother Yue Dao."
"Sure enough, Luo Bing actually said that. Could it be that Chen Dengming was really trained by her Luo family or Miaoyin Sect?"
Yue Kun secretly said that there was trouble, but he remained calm on his face. He changed his strategy and called for questioning instead of probing, "It seems, Fellow Daoist Luo, do you deny that the person who killed Yue's disciple was not the Chen Dengming you know?"
You must know that before my disciple came down the mountain, he told me to look for his fellow villager Chen Dengming.
Although this name may indeed be used by many people, it seems that the only person so close to Mingyuefang who happens to be a high-level Qi practitioner is Chen Dengming, who is acquainted with fellow Taoist Luo, right? "
Ming Qieshang, the ancestor of the Ming family who had not spoken at all, smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo, actually... you might as well let Chen Dengming come out and find out at first sight whether it is yes or no.
Fellow Daoist Yue's beloved disciple is dead. The matter is irreversible. I don't think Fellow Daoist Yue will embarrass Xiaoyou Chen too much. "
A rare smile escaped from Luo's ice-cold face. He looked at Yue Kun and suddenly changed the topic and said lightly.
"Brother Yue Dao, I heard that your disciple showed a very good talent on that path? Even the ancestors of your sect paid attention to this matter?"
Yue Kun's heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Not bad."
Luo Bing nodded with a smile, "Actually, there are some things about our sect that you probably don't know about, Brother Yue Dao, but after all, these involve the secrets and private affairs of each sect.
Brother Yue Dao, your disciple traveled thousands of miles to find Chen Dengming. In fact, your two sects have interfered with each other.
Why did your disciple die? I'm afraid he did something unwise and offended Chen Dengming to death. "
"I think Brother Yue Dao, you don't know that there is a blood feud between your disciple and Chen Dengming."
Yue Kun's face was as dark as water. Of course he knew that he already knew about this bloody feud in Nangong Yun's family letter.
Therefore, he had already guessed why Nangong Yun died.
But he was eager to find Chen Dengming. It was obvious that this person was much more valuable than Nangong Yun, that good-for-nothing.
It's funny that his nephew thought that Chen Dengming had two spiritual roots that were incompatible with each other and was worse than Nangong Yun, but it backfired.
Moreover, it now appears that Chen Dengming was secretly trained by the Miaoyin Sect.
After the two sides continued to talk for a while, Yue Kun left with an ugly face.
Since this matter has already involved the Miaoyin Sect, he cannot intervene.
Even if he sees Chen Dengming, he cannot take him away by force.
It's good that his disciple died, but there was a grudge between the two sides. His disciple took the initiative to find someone to seek revenge and was killed. He died at his own fault.
…
"Miss, this"
After Xi'er waited for the two Ji Zhujis to leave, she came to Luo Bing with a shocked look on her face and a questioning look in her eyes.
Luo Bing shook his head and said calmly, "Xi'er, don't mention what happened today to anyone, especially Xu Wei and Luo Ping."
Xi'er's delicate body trembled and she shuddered, and her head was still a little buzzing.
Is it really Chen Dengming?
Since the eldest lady is so solemn, it means it is really him.
But how did he, a casual cultivator with such poor qualifications, become a high-level Qi practitioner so quickly?
You know, after practicing this year, she only reached the sixth level of Qi training half a year ago, and she still doesn't know how long it will be before she reaches the seventh level.
"One year. From the third level of Qi training to the advanced level of Qi training. At least it has surpassed the fourth level of cultivation speed, and the top-grade spiritual roots are no more than that."
Luo Bing was thinking deeply, and her delicate body floated up from her seat like a ghost, standing pretty in the heart of the room.
A pair of shining black eyes that were absolutely worthy of her peerless appearance were filled with the light of thoughtful wisdom.
She had made many associations and had many plans and ideas running through her mind.
Chen Dengming has a secret, absolutely.
By practicing alone, it is impossible for the opponent to reach a high level of Qi training so quickly, unless he can use the life-destroying seedling technique to upgrade his qualifications to a high-grade spiritual root. But if he can do this, it proves that the opponent has a secret and a life-extending secret treasure.
If this were not the case, the other party would have a bigger secret, perhaps related to the way of martial immortals that was valued by the top leaders of the five sects.
Either report this matter to the sect immediately, or find Chen Dengming and find out the other party's secret in advance.
If it had been in the past, Luo Bing would have reported this matter to the sect without hesitation.
But now, with the current situation of the Luo family and herself, Luo Bing has had a selfish desire to keep Chen Dengming's secret to herself.
The key point in this is to pay attention to whether Yue Kun will alarm the Jindan ancestor of Yingyue Sect after returning to the sect.
If they were alarmed, would the Yingyue Sect interfere with the Miaoyin Sect's private affairs?
But now, the question arises, where has Chen Dengming gone?
In such a large immortal world, there is a huge sea of people, and there are as many loose cultivators as stars.
If Chen Dengming can't be found, no matter what the secret is, it will be useless.
Thinking of this, Luo Bing's eyes suddenly flashed again, and all the ferocious and sharp thoughts in his mind disappeared.
"I can't find it. Everyone can't find it. In fact, it's good. Maybe. A few years later, another evil star came out, and he and I finally have a good relationship."
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The demonic energy of blood evil is found in the bones, and Xuan Gong is used to calm and cultivate the spirit.
People's hearts are complex and unpredictable, and I know that things in the world are complicated.
Thank you to Ni Lanxuan for being the leader. It’s not easy. It’s really not easy. It’s been so long since I’ve had a leader, haha. There were a lot of alliance leaders in the previous book, and there were ten alliance leaders in the first week of release. An old reader of this book didn't even read much after reading it. I was a little frustrated, secretly thinking that even the old fans didn't follow me, and today there are many big brothers. Support, thank you! An update will be added tomorrow on top of the guaranteed price of 6,000! The old scalper continues to work hard to update!
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