Chapter 012 The Art of Royal Spirit

These five spiritual beasts are Canglong, White Tiger, Rosefinch, Xuanwu and Snake, which can be summoned to drive the enemy. Each spirit beast has the ability to peak in the later stage of Yuanying. In the land of five-way burial spirits, these five-way spirit beasts can also restore their intelligence through secret arts, so as to continue to grow and practice and improve their cultivation.

Seeing these calm faces of Mu Xiangdong can't help trembling. If he learns to drive the spirit beast, he will also have the power to protect himself than the master in the door. Unfortunately, the formula that drives the skill is the same as the skill formula that transfers cultivation, and there are fewer records of the so-called burial places.

According to Mu Xiangdong's analysis, this may be due to the lack of spiritual power here to support more content display. Although I regret, I have learned some useful information, which has gained a lot for Mu Xiangdong.

During this retreat, if a monster comes to attack Mu Xiangdong, it will use the driving skills provided by Baoding to absorb the spirit and kill it. If it is too powerful to be defeated, it will lead to the site of the cold python to pretend to human beings, so that they will constantly use the spirit tripod to absorb some low-level monster spiritual power. With the increase in the frequency of use, he has reached a level of proficiency in summoning the spirit tripod. As long as his mind moves, the tripod will appear or possess it at any time. Of course, there are also some time errors between them. After all, Xiaoding needs such a process of atomization.

In fact, this situation occurs because of insufficient cultivation. If Mu Xiangdong's realm is promoted to the Dan period, this small tripod will be free from the constraints of inheritance power and appear in the form of magic weapons for a long time.

In addition, Mu Xiangdong also found a phenomenon that when the spiritual tripod is separated from the body, his cultivation will soar, as if it were already the second layer of the qi practice period. However, if Xiaoding is possessed, most of his cultivation will be covered up by it, and it will only show that he has just stepped into the realm of practicing qi.

At the beginning, Mu Xiangdong was still worried about this matter. After all, Juling Ding could not get out of his body for a long time, and he would stay for five days at most to return to his body to cultivate him for a day. If he happened to fight against the enemy at this time, wouldn't he be powerless? But later, he also took it easy and became happy. In fact, he can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. His low-key life will not attract the attention of others, and he will certainly not compete with the master. As for the critical moment, it is still a killer. After all, the gathering tripod only hides the realm, but it is not suppressed in terms of cultivation ability.

It's been half a month, and the solar eclipse and wild fruits drink sweet springs at night. This hidden life is also much safer than that in the door. The content shown by Julingding has not changed at all, but it seems that the spiritual power here can no longer support Baoding to show more content. Of course, if you go deeper into the mountains, you may find a more prosperous place, but with the current ability to go east and without the protection of a python, He won't be in danger.

After cleaning up his mood, Mu Xiangdong calmly went out of the customs. For him, the latent life of more than two months has been a great thing. Before that, the latent practice was something he dared not think of.

When Mu Xiangdong came out of the cave again, everything around him did not change much except for the withered and sprouting of old trees. The cold python still curled up next to the dozens of spiritual grasses and did not move in the thunderstorm.

Mu Xiangdong walked to the cold python and bowed to him for his months of protection. The cold python seemed to have noticed Mu Xiangdong's behavior, but he nodded slightly and ignored the other party and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Mu Xiangdong shook his head. It seems that monsters are more affordable than human beings. No wonder their wisdom is not high, but their cultivation is better than others. Taoists always say that they should abandon their emotions and be cold to heaven, but how many people can really do it? Being together for many days has made Mu Xiangdong have a lot of feelings for this python.

Mu Xiangdong reluctantly stepped forward and was ready to leave, but at this time, he found that three or five intact wolf grasses were neatly placed in the place where the fire python was buried. In addition, there was a condensed monster inner elixir, which seemed to be given to him by the python.

This spiritual grass is the thing that the cold python vows to protect, and the elixir in the monster is just like the fire python on that day, which is also helpful for the improvement of the cold python's cultivation, but the demon gave these two treasures to himself. Mu Xiangdong looked back at the cold python. I don't know when the cold python had buried its head deep into its torso, as if he had no intention to pay attention to Mu Xiangdong.

Picking up the precious materials on the ground and collecting them, Mu Xiangdong sighed and walked out of the mountain without looking back, feeling very depressed.

There are such affectionate monsters in this cultivation world. Even if the demons are affectionate, human beings who regard themselves highly still fight against me for self-interest.

Back to the residence in the door, Mu Xiangdong washed well and fell asleep. Months of retreat made him extremely nervous, both to prevent the invasion of monsters and to carefully observe the changes of the spiritual tripod. At this time, he was already exhausted.

Not only a few days passed by, Mu Xiangdong was awakened by a loud noise suddenly coming from all over the door, and then thunderbolt rolled down.

Is someone hit by lightning here? Mu Xiangdong, who woke up, calmly opened the door and leaned against the doorrail and thought that this was the only situation he thought was possible, but this kind of thing was not something that a small disciple like him could intervene, and there would definitely be an elder in the door.

Mu Xiangdong was waiting to go back to the house to rest, and then a string of bells came from the middle peak of Wanjianmen, and the sound was eagerly pounded 33 times.

This morning clock is used to summon disciples when an enemy or something big happens in the door. Generally, the Elder Jiedan will be convened within ten rings, and the foundation monks will be present within 20 rings. If it is more than 30 rings, the whole sect will be convened. And now such an eager ringing bell is definitely a manifestation of a big event and an emergency in the door.

In addition to the disciples, all the disciples in the door are in a panic. This is a situation they have never encountered before, and they don't know how to act.

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual pressure fell and covered the whole game sword peak. He hummed coldly. The disciples suddenly felt that their spiritual power was surging, and their foreheads were cold and sweaty, and they dared not make a little noise.

"All the disciples of the inner door obeyed their orders and gathered at the square in front of the peak hall of the inner gate as soon as possible. The leader urgently called. If there is anything to announce, there must be no mistake!"

I didn't see him, but a deep voice came from the air, and the words were majestic and could not be criticized at all.

The disciples did not dare to disobey and quickly sacrificed the flying magic weapon and went to the middle peak of the master. This scene also happened in the other four veins at the same time.

Mu Xiangdong's spiritual power in his body was disturbed by this sudden spiritual pressure, and his expression was astonic. This is his first direct contact with senior monks. The unfathomable cultivation of high-level monks is indeed beyond what their low-level disciples can compete with. But it also stimulated his determination to improve his cultivation wholeheartedly.

Since the Bianzhou magic weapon was taken back by Ye Guqing, Mu Xiangdong has not had a good flying magic weapon. The only thing that can barely be used is a low-level flying sword from the eldest teacher who is in charge of vulgar things at the beginning. As a result, he became the last person to arrive at the square, and the disciples around him pointed him out.

"Brother Wen, don't you think that is the waste material of Yi Jianfeng? Why did he succeed in condensation?"

Five meters east of Muxiang, a gorgeously dressed woman chewed her tongue at a man who promoted her figure and was resolute.

"Sister can't talk about right and wrong. If this happens for a long time, there will be a disaster."

The brother surnamed Wen scolded the other party, and the woman was angry.

At this time, an equally enchanting man on their right glanced at Mu Xiangdong, his face was not cut, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"I don't think this person can make further progress even if he succeeds. Why does Brother Wen need to be so cautious and worry about the sky? You see, his spiritual power is so thin that he is destined to be a real waste in his life. How can he stand side by side with me?

"Even so, you can't slander others so much."

Brother Wen acts brightly at first glance and doesn't like to talk nonsense. The man was about to defend, but he didn't want to germinate at this time. Suddenly, a jade platform rose, which was divided into three levels and separated everyone. Three Taoist people standing in the middle of the high platform, all with long beards, white hair and windless automatic, white robes and clothes.

These three are the ancestors of Jiedan, who guarded Wanjianmen for a hundred years, and did not easily appear in the world. At this time, they all appeared here to see the tension of the situation. The next step is the first seat of each vein, and the outer circle is the elders in the foundation period of the door, and everyone looks fierce.

"When you enter my door, you are the son of the Ten Thousand Swordsmen. If there is a sign today, the sect will suffer. The guard array of this door was seriously damaged by the surge of the ground. At this time, someone urgently needs to repair it. Are you interested?"

The white-robed ancestor standing in the middle said.

As soon as this word came out, it exploded among the disciples. Everyone said a word and the discussion was very heated, but no one stepped forward to sign up voluntarily.

It is said that the guard array of Wanjianmen is extremely mysterious, and the general method disk is maintained through the aura of Yuntai mountain veins. This array has resisted the strong enemy several times when Wanjianmen was in power, which made Wanjianmen turn dangerous and survive, so it has been highly valued. Nowadays, the eruption of the earth has damaged the formation, so someone needs to go deep into the inner mountain abyss to repair the formation. The abyss is extremely dangerous, and there are monsters and ghosts in it. For the little disciples in the practice period, if they are a little careless, they will be buried in the tiger's mouth. However, due to the imprisonment of the array, the entrance of the abyss has a strong boundary power, and high-level monks cannot enter, so only disciples in the practice period can carry out this task. Therefore, the elders in the door will gather the disciples in yellow, hoping to use the soul stone to repair the array. As a disciple of Wanjianmen, these are well-known.

Seeing no response, the white-robed ancestor was about to continue talking when a man came out of the crowd.