Chapter 367

The mountain is high and the moon is small. Chen Jie sits cross legged on a piece of cold blue stone. He takes out pieces of treasures from the purple ring, checks them and puts them into it again.

Since entering the holy land space, Chen Jie has understood that this ring is actually the most common spiritual ring in the cultivation world.

However, at the beginning, a lot of purple thunder and lightning were sealed.

After killing the ordinary apprentices of Qingxia gate, Chen Jie follows their spiritual precepts. The gold and silver in it are piled up into a hill, but Chen Jie's eyes ignore them automatically.

He began to look for the elixir, armor, weapons and so on in it, but the harvest was not big. It was obvious that the owners of these rings exchanged most of their booty for the elixir and elixir to enhance their strength.

For the disciples of the cultivation place, no amount of silver is only a mortal thing after all, which is almost useless for the improvement of strength.

Want to enhance the strength, there are only a few ways!

The first is the promotion of cultivation methods, from the cultivation methods of various holy places and Taoists to those handed down from some families.

The level of practicing skills naturally determines the size of future achievements. For example, the skills of a family are not as good as those of a holy land.

Secondly, it is the secret art of Daojing and the art of forging body!

With the skill, the aura of heaven and earth can be introduced into the body. The secret skill of Daojing and the skill of forging the body are the ways to turn these auras into attack means!

Finally, we should strive to improve our own level. This is the last and the most important one.

It's just like a friar with the first level of Qi refining can't beat a friar with the Ninth level of basic level even if he has the best skills and forging skills. This is a qualitative change!

All of a sudden, Chen Jie was stunned. He found a blue scaly thing in a disciple's relic.

For a moment, purple lightning like his ring suddenly gave off a blazing light. A blue light was suddenly aroused from the blue scales and flew into Chen Jie's mind.

"Green dragon forging formula?"

Chen Jie was stunned and his face suddenly changed.

This is the art of forging. Has anyone in Qingxia sect practiced this secret art and been killed?

Chen Jie feels cool.

"The green dragon forging formula is the upper part of the Dragon forging formula. If you reach the four poles, you have to find the lower part of the Dragon forging formula by yourself."

"Qinglong's forging technique is one of the dragon's forging techniques. When you reach the peak, your body is comparable to the real dragon?"

Chen Jie felt the Qinglong forging technique in his mind, which was tailor-made for him.

"When I get to the quadrupole, I will begin to practice the second half. If I don't have the second half, then my physical body will stay at this stage forever, and I can't enter into it..."

Chen Jie showed solemn color, shocked, did not expect that there are such restrictions.

Soon after, Chen Jie meditated on the spot and began to practice Qinglong forging. He walked along the periphery of the mountain, so he didn't encounter any danger along the way.

A few days later, the sound of a dragon resounded through the valley. It was as if thousands of horses were silent and thousands of swords were singing together. On Chen Jie's right hand, there was a great change!

I saw that his palm had been completely covered with fine cyan scales, each of which was as sharp as a blade, and at the same time was extremely hard.

"We have reached the second level of building foundation, and we can break into the third level at any time..." Chen Jie turned his arm and made a bone click.

His sword has been taken down by him. Now Chen Jie puts his sword between his legs and nourishes it with his inner spiritual power.

As a matter of fact, this sword is extremely beautiful. The blade can cut gold and jade. Apart from the lines on it, other places are full of brilliance. It's like a sword casting master who spent his whole life.

This is the sword given to him by the old holy land of Taiji. In the past, it was once a treasure of a practitioner. It's almost a rare treasure, not to mention a top-quality one.

In particular, the nine patterns carved on the body of the sword, once infused with spiritual power, will automatically fly up and turn into white sword Qi.

"It's a good sword. If you fight with it, who can stop me?"

Chen Jie caresses the lines on it, and he is very happy. With it and his own body, Chen Jie has the confidence to fight against one of the four or even five aspects of the building base.

Although he did not fight with opponents of that level, he could feel that he was still in the same big realm after all.

In the past few days, Chen Jie came to the outside of a city along this road and found that many people were discussing the official documents on the city wall.

He takes out a black cloak from the ring and puts it on his head. Chen Jie stealthily finds a corner where no one pays attention and goes in to have a look. He suddenly smiles coldly.

On the wall of the city, there was an official document of the Marquis's residence.

"As long as someone can find the murderer being pursued in the Western holy land, he will be rewarded with ten thousand taels, granted thousands of households, and have a chance to practice in Daowu immortal sect!"

"Who on earth is so bold and dare to provoke the holy land of the west? Is he not afraid of the anger of the Marquis of war? He has practiced in the holy land of the West!"

"This guy is so brave that he even dares to offend the Holy Land in the West. It's really kind of him, but it's not enough to have seeds alone. Let's see if he can survive the next days!"

"Haha... Have you heard that someone has been killed in the holy land of the west? It seems that they are the descendants of gods!"

There was a young man who said wildly. However, two soldiers on one side came directly to him and grabbed him by the shoulder.

Behind the two soldiers, a man like a city general was walking like a tiger. He slapped the man in the face directly. He was bleeding and lying on the ground wailing.

"What are you, the holy land of the west? You can easily talk about it. Take him to the Marquis's residence and interrogate him carefully!"

On one side, the onlookers suddenly dispersed. The young man's face was pale, his forehead was blue and his head was shaking. However, his mouth was bleeding and he could not speak. His tongue had just been cut in two by his teeth.

"The people in the Warlord's mansion are so cruel, just to find me?"

Chen Jie shakes his head and takes the opportunity to slip in. This city is called Qingshan city. Its wall is ten feet high. The population is not large, only four or five hundred thousand, but in the holy land of Wudang Mountain, it is also a big city.

"Now I need some miraculous medicine to improve my cultivation. I have to sell my things as soon as possible."

Chen Jie's heart moved, and he walked around the city, only to find out that the token of his Jubao pavilion was the pass of an auction.

He looked for what was on him.

It was found that among those people's rings before, there was a golden wolf's claw and a black Xuan wood stick, as hard as iron.

These two things don't work for him. Once you get rid of them, you can get some miraculous medicine that can enhance your cultivation.

Chen Jie has checked this wooden stick himself. It seems that there is a kind of mental power in it. If you stare at it for a while, you will feel dizzy.

However, Chen Jie has not found a way to use it for the time being.