The Ghost King's Hall.
Han Yue entered the palace under the leadership of two maids.
In the middle of the main hall, Su Nian was sitting on a stone chair. She held the incense chin in her hand and focused on the spiritual weapon alchemy furnace above the magic well. As if she didn't see anyone coming, Su San and Su Wu looked at each other and stood on the left and right.
Seeing this situation, Han Yue took two steps forward, bowed his head and saluted without saying a word, waiting for the saint to think. His eyes drooped, and he saw Su Nianlian's slender and straight jade legs under her armor. Her skin was like gelatin, and her skin was like white snow. He immediately became very passionate. If he could take such a woman into his arms and play with her, wouldn't it be a great thing?
Since he practiced the Blood Demonic Art, his energy and blood have greatly increased, and his desires have also become much stronger, sometimes even unbearable, so he brought two "junior sisters" with him to provide for what he needs. He also knows There is no solution for the shortcomings of his own skills. He only needs to wait for his skills to advance to the next level or complete this task. The saint promised him to have a look at the Blood Sea Daozang, and there may be a solution.
Su Nian seemed to feel something, and finally came back from her deep thoughts. She looked at Han Yue below, with a slight smile on her lips, and suddenly sat with her legs crossed, her raised calves floating up and down, showing her charm.
"Fellow Daoist Han, I want to refine the blood-drawing pill, but I still lack a little bit of blood evil spirit. Friend Daoist, can you help me?" Su Nian said slowly.
Han Yue looked at the crossed legs and was thinking wildly in his mind. When he heard this, he nodded and agreed without thinking: "Don't dare to disobey what the saint needs. I will do my best."
"That's very good. You can take these two blood-melting pills first. After three days, when your energy is satisfied, come and help me." Su Nian took out a jade bottle and gave it to Su San.
Han Yue's eyes lit up, he stepped forward to take the jade bottle, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Saint." This elixir can strengthen the power of blood and strengthen the blood system. For him, it is considered to be the best elixir.
"Go ahead." Su Nian waved his hand, turned to look at the alchemy furnace again, and continued to meditate.
Han Yue stepped out of the hall, excited in his heart. The saint actually gave him such a precious elixir, and the slender jade legs swinging up and down aroused his lust. His body was filled with heat, and he couldn't bear it anymore. After entering the main hall, he ran away.
When he arrived at his cave, his eyes were already filled with red. Seeing this situation, the two junior sisters came forward one after another, undressed and took off their belts, but Han Yue could not wait any longer, and he heard the gauze clothes in the cave being torn, and he screamed again and again... .
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Three days later, Han Yue was covered in silver armor and dressed in new clothes. After taking two blood-melting pills, his body's energy and blood seemed to be overflowing. His eyes were also red. He thought to himself: In this state, he will go to the appointment with the Saint. , it wouldn't hurt if she used some of her essence and blood. Besides, seeing Saint Su's charming appearance last time was really a feast for the eyes. He couldn't wait for today's trip.
The Ghost King's Hall.
Han Yue bowed to the four maids in front of the door: "I have seen the four sisters. I don't know when I came in to help the saint make elixirs."
Su San's face was covered with frost and she snorted coldly: "Wait for now until I tell you." She felt disgusted when she saw this man's eyes. How could her sister, who is pure and pure, be such a lustful person? , I just felt that even letting him take a look at it would be blasphemy.
The other three maids also didn't have a good face. They didn't even return the favor and still went about their own business.
Not long after, Su San came out of the palace and said, "Sister, I'm here to invite you."
Han Yue smiled slightly and stepped into the palace.
In the middle of the hall, Su Nian was sitting on a stone chair. When he saw Han Yue coming in, he stood up and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Han is indeed a man of his word. If the alchemy refining goes well this time, it will be remembered as a great contribution."
Han Yue hurriedly returned the gift, without squinting his eyes, and said seriously: "It is a blessing for me to be able to serve the saint."
Su Nian smiled, turned to look at the alchemy furnace, and said: "When the fire breaks out, fellow Taoist Han will follow my instructions and just transfer the essence and blood into it." As she said that, she took out another jade bottle, threw it over, and said : "This is the transformation pill, which can supplement the needs of fellow Taoists."
Han Yue took the elixir and thanked him again. This elixir can replenish his mental and physical strength. The saint was really thoughtful.
Everything was ready, Su Nian pressed the magic formula and murmured words. The flames in the spiritual weapon alchemy furnace suddenly became strong, and all the demonic energy stored for many days turned into demonic fire, burning the body of the ghost king in it.
She activated her White Lotus Purifying Fire, and saw a lotus fly towards the alchemy furnace, hovering below, and continuously heating up the alchemy furnace.
Three hours later, the top cover of the alchemy furnace was slightly opened, and Su Nian said: "Fellow Daoist Han, send the essence and blood into it."
Hearing this, Han Yue punched his chest, and a stream of blood spurted out, straight into the alchemy furnace. As soon as the blood entered it, it was melted by the high temperature inside, turning into a stream of blood-colored smoke that wrapped around the ghost king's bones.
"Come again!"
Another stream of blood...
One day later, Han Yue took the elixir and sat quietly to regulate his breathing. Occasionally, he would secretly open his eyes and look at Su Nian who was close at hand, the beauty of white jade under the lotus armor, and the long boots. The silky smooth cream on it is truly something to behold.
Two days...
Four days...
Seven days later, Han Yue's face turned pale. In addition to supplying blood to the elixir furnace every day, he adjusted his breath and took elixirs. He no longer had the mood to admire the beauty. He didn't know when the elixir would be cured or when this kind of life would end. .
Ten days later, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and could clearly feel his body weakening.
"Holy girl, can you please allow me to go back to your house and rest for a while?" Han Yue knelt on the ground and said weakly.
Su Nian sat on the stone chair, with a calm face and an indifferent voice: "How can you give up halfway? If you let go now, all your previous efforts will be wasted." After she finished speaking, she took out a jade box: "There is also a blood-melting pill in it, you Take it first, and in a few days, the body of the Ghost King will be refined."
Han Yue took the elixir without looking at it, swallowed it in one gulp, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Suddenly, he felt the mana in his body fluctuate violently, and the blood in his body was rolling endlessly, as if it was going to explode. He was shocked and wanted to stand up, but found that his body was completely out of his control.
"Su Nian-----!!" Han Yue shouted loudly with a ferocious face. Now, he finally understood that this woman wanted his life and wanted his body to refine the elixir!
Su Nian stood up, looked at him, bowed his head and saluted, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Han, I can lend you my body."
"You----" The panic on Han Yue's face unintentionally worsened. It was as if thousands of ants were eating him inside his body. He didn't know what kind of medicine this woman had given him. Now he was mentally alert and unable to move at all.
He watched as Su Nian waved his magic palm, held his body with magic power, and sent it into the alchemy furnace.
"Ah----no, saint, please spare your life, saint, please spare your life--ah!!!"
The alchemy furnace was full of flames, and at the bottom was the corpse of the Ghost King. On top of the jade bones, blood was stained. Under the burning of the flames, traces of blood appeared, and Han Yue couldn't help but tremble in all kinds of ways. Fear welled up in his heart, and in a daze, he seemed to see the ghost king looking up at him, with darkness in his eyes like an abyss...
"ah-------"
The furnace lid was closed, and the fire inside was raging and full of blood.
Su Nian stepped forward, her eyes brightened, the lotus fire on her body bloomed again, endless white flames gush out, surrounding the alchemy furnace, she secretly thought in her heart, plus this person's blood evil soul, it should be able to draw out the ghost king's corpse The blood evil spirit, and then the two evil spirits merge into one, plus the cold marrow blood spirit, this blood-inducing pill should be able to achieve it.
Outside the main hall, four maids listened intently.
They could clearly hear the scream, and they were about to break in, but Su San stopped them, and they all listened to the door... After a moment, they were shocked and uncertain, and the four of them looked at each other in shock. Sex, what on earth did my sister do to make that pervert scream so pitifully!
For a long time, Su San's expression changed several times, and he uttered two words: "Alchemy!"
The others looked at each other, could it be that they were using people to make elixirs? ! !
Thinking of this, several people's faces turned pale and their eyes were full of horror!
After a long while, Su San calmed down her emotions. She looked seriously and said to her sisters: "What happened today must not be spread to anyone."
The other three maids nodded in agreement and remained silent. However, in their hearts, their views on their sister had subtly changed. How cruel it was to make elixirs on a living person. If word spread... how would my sister handle herself? ? !
Suddenly, several people seemed to have thought of something, and their whole bodies were trembling with coldness! !
The next day, Han Yue, wearing silver armor, appeared outside the Ghost King's Palace, and then ran all the way out of the ghost city. He did not conceal his whereabouts. The silver armor looked like a bright moon in the night, allowing everyone to see it. clear.
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Since Wang Qi took the elixir, he left the city.
He felt in his heart that this elixir could help him further his achievements. There was no safety in advancing in this Ghost King's City. If he made any noise, it would be difficult to explain to everyone, so he had better go to Xiao Yang and the other two. More at ease.
When I came to the city again, I saw that the city had been completely hidden in the formation. Thick fog had risen, covering hundreds of miles in radius. There was a magic well as the formation eye, and there was no shortage of mana. You could always turn on the magic well. Array, cover up people's eyes and ears.
He followed the law, passed through the fog, and came to the city gate.
Yang Feiyuan was on patrol in the city. After seeing Wang Qi, he immediately opened the city gate. Now he and his beloved wife are the only ones in the city who have cultivated enough to become ghost generals. The other ghost soldiers have low intelligence and cannot be relied on, so they can only do it by themselves every day. Patrolling, I feel at ease.
The two met and Wang Qi explained his purpose of coming. He only wanted a quiet room. Unexpectedly, Yang Feiyuan took him directly to the city lord's mansion and said that the magic well was empty. He and Xiao Hanyan's current cultivation was all over. During the bottleneck period, it doesn't matter whether you use the magic well or not.
Wang Qi smiled bitterly, so was he himself. The limit of the fifth-grade Taoist body had been reached, and this magic well was of little use to him. However, he could not refuse the other party's kindness, so he settled in the city lord's hall.
Looking at the rich demonic energy, he suddenly thought that although he could not use the magic well, the soul-suppressing flag was a first-class magic weapon and should be used. With a thought, the big flag unfolded and black mist rose.
"Ming Ling has seen the master!" The mist changed, and a demonic body appeared, and he leaned down to worship.
"How good is your martial arts practice? You have some experience." Wang Qi once taught him Dragon Capturing Sanshou before. Although this ghost has a low IQ, he loves martial arts very much. If he can't do it once, he will do it a hundred times, and then a thousand times. Thousands of times, as the saying goes, the fists never leave the hands and the tunes never leave the mouth. After practicing thousands of times, the kung fu will naturally develop on the body. In that streamer, practice with his subordinates every day, and the skills will gradually improve. Those ordinary demon souls, You will also learn a few styles of Sanshou.
Ming Ling looked excited when he heard the word martial arts: "Sir, I already know four of the five moves of Qinlong Sanshou, but the last one has changed too much and I still don't understand it."
The last move, the Dragon-Slaying Style, seems to gather thousands of powers into one point. In fact, there are 320 variations in it. It can be cut, intercepted, broken, sealed, etc., and it is ever-changing. Recruiting requires more than just familiarity, it also requires considerable understanding.
"Don't be impatient with this move. When practicing boxing, recite the chant orally, at the right speed and slowness, with varying degrees of severity. It can be broken or connected. You can practice this move in pieces. When you are proficient in all of them, practice them one by one, and you will be able to achieve success. ." When Wang Qi first practiced this technique, it took him more than a year. That was a year in the mental space, which shows how difficult it is.
"Young man, remember the master's words and practice every day." Ming Ling laughed. It was a blessing to have the master's guidance today. He kept repeating what Wang Qi said in his heart, for fear of forgetting.
