Tree Martial Arts Fighting Ape Victory is not impossible to cast spells.
It's just that Yuan Dasheng's spirituality, with the characteristics of his lifetime, doesn't like casting spells at all.
Ning Zhuo had to use the mirror platform psychic technique to control the spiritual power in the body of the mechanism in order to release the flow of ice hugs.
"In fact, I can only use spells for one breath."
"Because the three joint renovation teams have not passed Room 2 yet, they cannot touch the ice hugging technique."
In this case, Ning Zhuo should not show off his ice holding technique.
Only when the three joint renovation teams come into contact with it and study it "in public" can they be taken out and used openly.
Ning Zhuo took out the floating cloud handkerchief and enveloped himself and the table.
From the huge cotton ball-like clouds, the noise of the manufacturing mechanism came from time to time.
Ning Zhuo is manufacturing the blood oil bottle of the mechanism parts!
The specific drawings come from the rewards of the third level of the Demon Gate.
Using this mechanism component, a variety of blood qi can be collected, mixed, processed and refined, and finally formed a blood-textured oil.
It is better to use another mechanism part to transform the blood pool.
"Yuan Dasheng mastered the Demon Stained Blood Tendon Skill during his lifetime, and his cultivation level was very high."
"Let it have flesh and blood is the greatest increase in its combat power!"
If the demon door is still revealed, Ning Zhuo will not reveal this mechanical component.
But now, he has closed the stone wall, leaving both Buddhism and Demons deeply hidden. This means that others entering the transit hall cannot enter the two paths of Buddhism and Demonism. There is no way to talk about receiving related rewards.
Of course, the blood oil bottle created by Ning Zhuo was not copied from the original, but after his own improvement and change, his power was greatly reduced, and the principle was also deviated.
The reason for this is that on the one hand, he has limited materials on hand, and some high-quality materials are out of his reach. On the other hand, even if this thing is exposed in the future, the Lava Immortal Palace will also expose the blood oil bottle, Ning Zhuo also has certain rhetoric and excuses that can be explained.
The monks of the Ning family guarded Ning Zhi's house.
The spiritual consciousness scanning during the foundation building period, after seeing the floating clouds, did not do unnecessary spying.
They communicated with each other, guessing what kind of mechanism Ning Zhuo was developing, and how to do such secrecy.
"Young Master Ning Zhuo has such a talent, and his future is limitless."
"Yes, there hasn't been such an excellent junior in my clan for a long time."
"I'm curious, what mechanism is he tinkering with?"
"There are so many clouds in front of him, which interferes with his vision, which is too inconvenient for him to create, right?"
"Hehehe, genius, there will always be some quirks. Besides, we don't know Ning Zhuo's life. He has lived alone for too long, this is prudence, self-protection, and a good habit!"
As Ning Zhuo's performance became more and more outstanding, the expectations and tolerance of the people around him were increasing.
And that night.
Yuan Dasheng put on the pale iron armor again and walked all the way down the sir.
It enters a specially made trail.
The trail was dark and deep, and after Yuan Dasheng got into it, he crawled all the way to the end.
It flicked the rudimentary mechanism lever, and the stone brick in front of it moved sideways, revealing a small door.
The small stone brick door opened halfway up an abandoned well.
Yuan Dasheng carefully inspected the surroundings, and after confirming safety, he drilled an abandoned well and entered an abandoned poor house.
It left the jade slip in the corner of the slum and returned it.
This is one of the channels for Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong to secretly communicate.
Ning Zhuo secretly manipulated it, the purpose was to inform Sun Lingtong to recruit more demon cultivators and prepare to assassinate Yuan Er and put on a good show.
The message in the jade slip is naturally a secret language, created by Sun Lingtong and Ning Zhuo.
Zheng family.
The four Jindan ancestors were gathering in a small gathering.
One of the Zhou family's golden elixirs, talking about Zhou Zhu and Zhou Zeshen, frowned: "There are Gu worms hidden in the ground yin ant colony, leaving the earth yin qi that is difficult to pull out. Once the physical body is restored, it is like planting the root of a disease, and the impact is far-reaching."
"Zhou Zhu and Zhou Zeshen each have their own talents, if the qi of the earth's yin stays in the body for a long time, it will inevitably become soft and the kidney water will fail, it will be inhumane, and the descendants will not prosper. In severe cases, it turns yang into yin, neither yin nor yang."
Zheng Shuangkou snorted coldly: "Even so, it is too presumptuous for the two Taoist friends to forcibly take our clan's Jiuyang Yellow Cow Paste."
Another Jin Dan of the Zhou family bowed and saluted: "For the sake of our descendants, we as ancestors can only be cheeky and ask for it."
"I have a suggestion."
"In his early years, Daoist Zheng Shuanggou always wanted to break into the Night Star Silk Formation."
"Why don't you set up this formation with my clan brother below, and let two Taoist friends break into the formation. If the two of you are still lingering in the formation for three days and three nights, please give us the Jiuyang Yellow Cow Paste."
Zheng Shuanggou sneered: "What if we break out?"
The ancestor of the Zhou family smiled: "Then my Zhou family will send out the Southern Sky Suzaku Star Formation Map!"
Zheng Shuanggou was moved when he heard this: "Seriously?"
Another ancestor of the Zhou family: "You can take an oath."
The two Jindan transmissions of the Zheng family discussed and nodded in agreement after a while.
Immediately, the ancestor of the Zhou family took out a silk satin and spread it out.
The surface of the silk satin is smooth and fine, like flowing water, as black as the middle of the night. In the deep ink color, some starlight was looming as if it were absent.
The silk satin flew into the air and quickly melted into the night, and the vision was not obvious.
The Zhou family and the Zheng family had a total of four golden pills, but they all entered the formation and disappeared in place.
Zhu Xuanji wandered between the mountains, keeping an eye on the wind chimes in the divine sea.
He took the Fire Persimmon Immortal City as the center of the circle and constantly surrounded the surroundings to test them.
"Who is it?" Suddenly, Zhu Xuanji's eyes were full of gold, and he looked somewhere.
He only saw a phantom, with a cold ghostly aura, quickly shuttled through and flew to the Fire Persimmon Immortal City at an extremely fast speed.
"Golden Pill Cultivator! Ghost cultivator?"
Zhu Xuanji immediately showed a solemn expression.
Those who can compete with his golden eyes will inevitably be extraordinary. Just by relying on the mana breath, it can be judged that the quality of the exercises is extremely high, and it seems to be from a big school.
The top of the fire persimmon mountain.
The roar of the beast continued one after another, the magma was turbulent, and the ups and downs were ups and downs.
All kinds of monsters rioted, trying to rush out of the Red Flame Demon Cave, but they were blocked by the Lava Immortal Palace to block the last way.
The dragon fire spirit roared on the throne of the main hall.
The lava fairy palace was overflowing with treasures, and a large number of mechanical puppets were revived and formed a line of defense.
This scene was not what Meng Yan expected.
"I sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, covering the entire Fire Persimmon Mountain."
"All kinds of monsters in the mountain are naturally among them. Those with weak qi will be affected first, those with medium qi will be coerced by the general trend, and those with the highest qi will eventually be affected."
Meng Yan sat in the clouds and smoke, standing in an invincible position, watching the wind and clouds surg.
"I wonder if the Black Shadow Demon Cultivator can be implicated and appear?"
Black market.
As soon as Sun Lingtong returned to his courtyard, his eyes suddenly flashed coldly, and he shouted: "Who is it?!"
The two black-clothed demon cultivators appeared at the same time, one after the other, very proud.
"Sun Lingtong, you have entered the formation, so be obedient!"
"For the sake of the face of the empty door, as long as you tell the whereabouts of the weeping guest, we will spare your life."
Sun Lingtong's face was slightly condensed, and he could recognize it from the mana aura: "Are you ...... of the Soul Eater Sect?!"
"Let him go? Why!" Han Ming emerged from the shadows like a female ghost zombie, her face full of resentment and malice, "You actually dare to plot against me! Sun Lingtong, I want you to die!"
"And that dangling guest!"
"If you can report him, I will reward you with a happy death."