Chapter 816

The first frost falls in early winter.

Lu Zhengkang rode a demon horse to suppress the clouds and ran aimlessly in the mountain plain. She was surrounded by a blue air like spirit body. Under her brown and shiny fur, her crystal blue skeleton was faint and convex. Her eyes were as bright as two red stars. Now her crude physique is tall and thin, with dense bones and sharp outline as gold and iron statues.

The horse galloped along, panting and muttering.

Lu Zhengkang asked her what nonsense she was talking about.

"Master, you see, Xiaoyao's practice has been quite effective recently."

"Yes, it's good. After taking so many elixirs behind my disciples, you should have some effect."

"The master is merciful. Do you think Xiaoyao has been working hard for so long? Is it true that there is no merit and there is also hardship?"

"Are you going to survive the disaster? I don't think you're in a hurry. You can slow down a little bit. "

Demon cultivation is also a kind of monks in the world, represented by Wanyao hall.

Goblins, including hairy and horny, wet born eggs, even rocks and plants, five element spirits, sounds of all things, incarnations of mind, and so on, are almost the main members of the cultivation world except human beings. Anything that is soaked by aura can become a demon, even the toilet carrier at home.

But of course, it's organisms that are most likely to become demons.

There's no good blood line for Yan Xingyun. A monster like her, who is helpless, can only take refuge in her thighs, get involved in a skill, and then transform herself into a better cultivation body.

In ancient times, it was very popular to transform the Dragon into the Phoenix, but now the mainstream is to transform people.

Erxingyun asked Lu Zhengkang for a skill called "resentment of ghosts and ridicule of wind". This skill is for personal cultivation, but ridicule of wind is one of the nine sons of the dragon, so he may want to be a little dragon at that time.

The joke belongs to the joke. The ghost mocking wind skill has nothing to do with long Jiuzi's mocking wind skill. After stopping Xingyun, it will be transformed into human body.

This demon horse is also successful in practicing Qi now. Among all the disciples of the red heaven mansion, the progress is very fast. After all, no disciple of the red heaven mansion has reached the golden elixir stage so far. There were only more than 40 people in jiedan period, which was quite a long way from casting the red magic relic.

It's also because the demons and beasts are used in the demonization pool, so the disciples can't get enough blood.

Fortunately, this is not a complete deprivation of their right to practice. In the world of heaven and earth, where the red sky mantra is full of power, they can let the mantra permeate their bodies, naturally improve their accomplishments, constantly adapt their physique to the inheritance of red sky, and improve their roots in disguise. This is equivalent to a feedback mechanism. The disciples' mana will be supplied to the demon master, and the magic power transformed by the demon master will improve the level of the disciples and help them break through the bottleneck faster. The power of incantation will dissolve the physical nature, making it convenient for disciples to transform their bodies into demonic bodies.

He Xingyun doesn't like to stay in the world of heaven and earth very much. For her, entering the world of heaven and earth is actually a closed door affair. Her main activity is to eat and drink. She can always have a lot of good things to enjoy when dealing well with the Dan masters and hunters in the red heaven mansion. After all, she is the mount of the demon lord, and the prime minister is still a seven grade official.

She usually likes to fly in the vast world, day and night, often crossing several mortal countries at a time and then turning back.

Yan Xingyun was smooth in his practice, so he was anxious about his slower and slower progress. Although the skill of blaming ghosts and mocking the wind is a cheap method, you can improve your accomplishments just by visualizing the skill of blaming fire and night fork. After all, there are not as many meridians and orifices in livestock as there are in human body. Therefore, he attributed his slow progress to his humble demon body.

"Master, you can't slow down. If you slow down, the little demon can't become a red demon relic in his life." Yan Xingyun ran wildly, shaking Lu Zhengkang.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop."

"Master, I say that you are so powerful that there will be no golden elixir period for your mount in the future. How can you have a card when you go out?"

"I can walk." Lu Zhengkang said seriously.

"No! No, elder brother, how can you do this? We can't have fun if you don't say what happened

Lu Zhengkang yawned, "I'm very busy recently. The guests are coming. I suggest that you wait until jiedan, and then take advantage of the help of thunder robbery to quench your whole body of wood Qi. It will be convenient for you to jiedan at that time. "

"Master, if I don't change my shape, I'll have to spend a lot of time to make a pill. When I was a fan Ma, I heard a few local monsters say, "turn into shape as soon as possible and enjoy it as soon as possible."

Lu Zhengkang thought of the wolf spirit of the hamster in the GouLan of Chengjiang post. At the beginning, he assigned the disciples to set up a demon slaughtering army to hunt these wild monsters, but later he found the world, so he let them go.

Quite a number of monsters living in the world also obeyed Daliu and began to recite the xuanming mantra. After Lu Zhengkang planted a heart seal on them, he ignored it.

"Don't listen to those wild fox Zen. How can you practice honestly? Although you are a demon with few meridians, you are naturally broad-minded, which may be an advantage. In addition, you have been enlightened by me. You are good spiritually, can endure loneliness, and are good at meditation. "Lu Zhengkang sat upright, facing the strong wind. He took a shelter from the wind, and then he was safe. The frost white land under his feet was flying by. The cold and green mountains were lined with flowing clouds. The clear sky was blue and the sun was blue.

He was quite at ease. At this time, there were several startling clouds in the sky, colorless and turbid, spiraling, with white halo on the edge, falling down to stop the clouds.

Lu Zhengkang felt that the no worry son in his back was beating slightly, and his red sky evil spirit was a little restless. Then he knew that these three people were seven thousand fortress disciples. At last.

"What can I do for you, Taoist friends?"

The head of the three seven thousand fortress disciples is a young Mediterranean, wearing royal clothes and soap boots. The one on the left is a stout man, and the one on the right is a big nose in brown. His appearance is still in the category of normal people. Look at the Qi machine, one is jiedan, and two are practicing Qi. There is no pattern. Lu Zhengkang can fight with one hand.

The young man with sunflower hairstyle pointed to Lu Zhengkang, "friar, we are disciples of qiqianwu. I'd like to ask you something."

"Ask, I know everything."

"Do you know which is the biggest school of practice in the state of Yang?"

"Are you looking for chitianfu?"

"No matter what the birds are, you can tell them where they are."

Lu Zhengkang wondered, "are your seven thousand strongholds' disciples so arrogant?"

"So what?"

Lu Zhengkang silently made a smart fist seal. He didn't like to waste words with fools.