Xue Fengfeng's escape technique was perfected, and he swept across the lake like a whirlwind. The turbulent cyclone brought by it disappeared in a cup of tea.
The Star Thunder Escape Technique is faster, but the movement is louder, and the electric fire will burn and stay longer than the Wind Escape Turbulence Technique.
Xue Tong knew he was outmatched and the Lingbao Blood Whip was ready to take action at any time. He fled towards the nearest lake shore at full speed, hoping to use the woods and hillsides to reduce the traces of turbulence.
It’s better than escaping to a big lake with endless views and great views.
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There was a faint sound of thunder behind him, and it was only more than 800 miles away from Xue Tong's escape from Lin Qi.
This fashion is in the Haomiao Lake area, with a small island in the front left.
Xue Tong rushed over without hesitation.
The brute force in aerial combat is discounted, and it is always necessary to keep one's feet on the ground to facilitate the performance of the force pulse and the ape's true form.
There was a loud roar, and Xixing took action.
Xue Tong moved sideways fiercely, dodging twenty feet, and a sword light passed by with a loud boom. The hills of the island exploded into pieces, and dust filled the sky.
Xun Xing held a heaven-level magic weapon and almost killed Xue Tong from several miles away.
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The center of the tomb.
Xixing thrust his arm down, and the shadow of his arm penetrated more than ten feet. He continued to drill down, first touched the soul-locking ball, and then took out the storage ring that was buried deeper.
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Xue Tong fell to the island in a duel and gave up the idea of trying a battle. He just waited for Xuxing to get closer and used the Tongtian Lingbao to win.
Xixing's magic weapon is three levels higher than his, so even if he uses his true body, he is unable to win.
Xixing didn't come for a long time.
Hovering in the air five miles away, he bent over and covered his abdomen with a sallow complexion.
"The physical body has just been reshaped, Fahai is extremely unstable, and it needs to resist the attraction of the upper world. The old monster must be too anxious to take action."
Xue Tong was overjoyed, restarted Fengdun, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The turbulence of the Xingfa Sea caused him unbearable pain and difficulty in casting spells. He had to fly into the sky. He took an elixir from the storage ring and drank it to consolidate his power.
The more "mature" his physical body is, the stronger his magical power will be. If it were not suppressed by the laws of the human world, Xixing's cultivation would be able to return to the late stage of the true method in a few months. After more than a thousand years of practice, he can return to Fairyland.
However, the temptation of Xue Tong's bloodline was too great, and Xu Xingcai resisted the temptation and stayed in the human world to risk his pursuit.
The eighth level Xuanxing Xuanxian can see Xue Tong's true spirit bloodline at a glance. If he gets this bloodline, his cultivation future will be as bright as clouds and mud, not only ten times or a hundred times greater!
The patrol team outside Linqi noticed something strange.
The patrolling monks approached cautiously. When they were shocked to notice the spiritual pressure of the Xunxing Celestial Being, they immediately dispersed and reported to each level.
Master Haomiao finally understood. No wonder Xue Tong inexplicably appointed Lin Qi to fight.
He didn't have the guts to go see the old monster and entrusted the elder deacon to come forward.
Xixing disdained killing, so after asking a few questions, he said: "Whoever kills Xue Tong will be rewarded with a heaven-level magic weapon by sending him his whole body!"
After saying that, he took out a green sword.
The deacons and elders were stunned.
The monks who ascended in Xilian can carry at most three-grade earth-level treasures. Legend has it that the heaven-level treasures are usually spiritual-level monks' magic weapons.
Xixing's better treasure was robbed during the Immortal War, and only two heaven-level first-grade swords remained in the storage bracelet.
"Yes, I will spread the news now." The elder deacon nodded.
Xuexing spent most of the time stabilizing Fahai, but Xue Tong had already fled far away.
If you want to capture Xue Tong, you need to offer a reward to attract monks from all over the country.
Xixing Gucai promised an irresistible reward.
More than ten thousand miles southeast.
The stars and moon were dim, Xue Tong leaned against the rocks and rested for a while.
"The old monster's soul-locking bead is resurrected. It obviously comes from the upper world. He could have easily ascended, but he refused to leave. He took the risk of confusion and chased Xue. Did he take a fancy to my body?"
"Either he cursed and swore to kill the person who released his soul!"
"Staying in the human world for a long time is extremely harmful. Xue stayed there for three years. If you don't believe me, you won't leave!"
"Just dig a hole here, how could you find it by chance?"
Xue Tong thought for a long time and used his skills to restore his mana.
He secretly drilled into a natural stone crevice in a remote area and dug a small hole deep into the bottom of the mountain. There was no blinding magic circle or warning restrictions at the entrance of the hole to eliminate the possibility of attracting stars due to fluctuations in mana.
Drill in and block the hole.
"If you really come, give me a whip!" Xue Tong said in his heart.
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Fast forward three years.
Xue Tong said that practicing Qigong is a waste of time.
The moment he emerged from the cave, he was in a great mood, "See the light of day again, it's time for the old monster to go."
Xue Tong disguised himself, put on the Ghost Hidden Shirt, suppressed the spiritual pressure, pretended to be an innate monk, and entered the nearest big city. After asking around, he learned about the past three years.
"Immortal Lord Kuishan ascended to the throne a year ago and told the truth: Xue Tong's bloodline is special. After refining and swallowing the Yuan blood, one can achieve infinite immortality!"
"Refining Yuan Blood is a technique from the upper realm. Immortal Lord Kuishan saw that Monk Xilian couldn't refine it for his own use, so he offered a large reward."
Xixing worked hard for two years, but before receiving requests from monks from all over the country for rewards, he no longer dared to resist the attraction of the upper world.
Otherwise, it will bring fatal consequences: if the cultivation level drops to the later stage, you will need to ascend to the thunder tribulation again; if you ascend to the spirit world, you will most likely not be able to quickly recover to the late stage of the true method.
Xixing had no choice but to give up. In anger, he exposed Xue Tong's information, hoping that monk Xilian would kill him.
No matter who it is, they all want to have Xue Tong's physical body. Even if they can't refine blood, they can always keep it for use.
He called himself Kuishan and did not want to leave any clue that "Xixing" had been reborn in Haomiao Lake. If it spread to the ears of his enemies in the spiritual and fairy worlds, the consequences would be disastrous.
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"Hmph, Xue has become the target of public criticism and has become the prey of people all over the world. Kuishan is really poisonous!"
Xue Tong traveled northeast and suddenly appeared at Jinyan Medicine Store.
"Let Hao Dazhen come out to see me!" Xue Tong shouted.
Soon, Hao Dazhen appeared trotting all the way.
"Kui Shan took away the Taoist Master's eighteen spiritual trees, together with the collected spiritual elixirs."
"The spiritual tree and elixir are of no use to Kuishan. He took it away and gave it away. Jin Yan was unable to resist. I hope the Taoist Master will understand."
Hao Dazhen got straight to the point and sighed bitterly.
"To whom have they been given?" Xue Tong asked expressionlessly.
He came expecting it.
"The list is unknown, but Taoist Priest Zichun of Jinluo and Yuzhou is two of them." Hao Dazhen said.
"Zichun?"
"In the middle stage of Zichun Tianren, he is the ancestor of one of the few Daxuan Sect Shenglong Sect in Xilian."
"Well, sell me all the Jiu Yuan Dan you have. Don't hold this year's medicine meeting. Just say that Xue stole the elixir. If you have any complaints, just come to me!"
Xue Tong's requirements were extremely low, even beyond Hao Dazhen's expectations.
Hao Dazhen didn't dare to say anything, "There are sixty-three pills in stock, together with the elixirs for our own use."
Xue Tong paid for the goods with half magical weapon and half spiritual stone.
Hao Dazhen collected the magic weapon and said, "Sold it to the Taoist Master at half price. Please forgive me and don't come to the medicine store again, otherwise it may bring disaster to Jinyan. Jin Luo, Zichun, even Liu Wei, Tiangang Sect Master and other heavenly beings , even the drug store cannot afford to offend."
"Well, Xue knows it. Let's talk about it in a few decades." Xue Tong said.
He took a detour to Shao Qingzong and learned that Shao Qingzong was fine and that Kuoshan had not caused any trouble for them.
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In the middle of Xilian, the boundary of Shenglong Sect.
Xue Tong did not repeat his old tricks and look for Jin Luo's bad luck again. Since Jin Luo dared to leave his name, he must be prepared. It is very likely that he has snagged a number of high-ranking people, waiting for him to come.
It's better to go to the more distant Shenglong Sect and think of something.
Xue Tong lived in Xu Jing Mansion, where Xuan and secular people lived together.
His alias was Yang Shijie, and he was at the peak of his cultivation.
Xue Tong opened a weapon-refining shop and hired several Houtian warriors to take care of it. He mainly made weapons and secretly practiced the dwarf weapon-tempering techniques.
The smell of fireworks in the backyard is endless all day long. Others are not surprised, but they don't know the secret of his quenching device.
Xue Tong only refines magical weapons of the highest quality and above, which makes a lot of profits and can make friends with some middle- and high-level monks.
Three years later.
As Xue Tong's reputation grew, he occasionally revealed to his clerks that adding a small amount of special refining soil when refining weapons would make it easier to successfully forge.
"Special refining soil? The guy asked curiously.
"Just like this, Yang has also tried other types with similar results."
Xue Tong displayed the Holmium Yangtu from Xuedu and other drawings of third and fourth grade quenched soil.
See if you can collect some high-grade quenching soil.
Xue Tong roughly understood that there is no theory of tempering soil in Xilian, and there is no book about tempering scriptures of the Dwarf people. Some weapon masters figured out the effect of special soil powder, which they called soil refining.
The utensil shop put up a sign that sold "Hongyang Refining Soil".
In the afternoon of this day, a black-faced genius came to the weapon shop, eager to see the weapon master.
"What's going on, sir? I need to report this," the waiter said.
The black-faced man grabbed the waiter by the collar and threatened loudly: "Just say that the guests are rude, and the master will inevitably cause trouble if we don't see him!"
The waiter had no choice but to invite Xue Tong out and meet him in the living room.
"I am Zhan Hui. I am in urgent need of treatment and seek help from the Taoist Master!"
"This Tao cannot cure bad diseases." Xue Tong said with a smile.
"Zhan is reckless. He came to the weapon shop to borrow a magic weapon. Does the weapon master have a broadsword that he doesn't need?" Zhan Xiao said with a red face.
In the middle stage of Zhan Hui's Xiantian period, monks at this level usually use top-quality magic weapons for those with limited resources.
"Yang uses a sword and doesn't have any extra swords. What's wrong? Fellow Taoist Zhan asked someone to fight?" Xue Tong asked with a smile.
"Don't be reluctant to borrow it, Taoist priest. Zhan is willing to pay 500,000 yuan, just for one day." Zhan Fei said without giving up.
"Yang really doesn't have a knife, but he might be able to mediate."
Xue Tong saw that Zhan Hui was outspoken and not like a villain, so he wanted to help.
Zhan Hui was dubious, "Zhan Hui wanted to seek justice because his subordinates were bullied. Unexpectedly, the traitor did not admit his mistake because of his strong backing. Zhan Hui challenged him in anger, hoping to borrow a magic weapon to improve his chances of winning."
"Backer, what backer?" Xue Tong asked.
"The Outer Steward of the Shenglong Sect"
"Oh~" Xue Tong said silently.
"Please mind your own business, I can borrow the magic weapon and use it." Zhan Fei shouted when Xue Tong was scared.
"Yang keeps his word and will accompany you to meet him!"
Xue Tong gritted his teeth and seemed very determined.
"The weapon master really cares. Okay, thank you Zhan. I'll meet you at the Zhan Mansion in Luzi Lane in Chenshi two days later."
Xue Tong is at the peak of his innate ability, and his cultivation level is sufficient in Zhan Hui's eyes.
When a servant of the Zhan Mansion was beaten in the market, Zhan Hui encountered a problem when he stepped in. He didn't care whether the other party was deliberately causing trouble and took the initiative to make a fight.
His opponent, Miao Ge, was of the same level as him. His distant cousin was in charge of the outer sect of the Shenglong Sect, and he was born with great achievements.
Zhan Hui should only compete according to the rules, and the Shenglong Sect had nothing to say.
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Xue Tong infiltrated into the circle of middle and low-level monks. It didn't matter where he was. Anyway, he was already the prey of Xilian's high-level monks. It was better to hide in the market, earn some expenses, collect some tempered soil, and practice at the same time.
Xue Tong arrived at the Zhan Mansion as promised. At about midnight, there was a chaotic sound of horse hooves outside the courtyard.
A large group of people came!
