Chapter 201 Behind the Scenes

Demon sect cultivator, or train a cultivator to become a demon cultivator.

In this way, the host can dump the things of this world and bring in his own cultivation resources.

Xu Xuan raised the formation again, returned to the hall, cleared out the corpse of Youmu, and thought about it, and decided to keep the eye in the palm of this person.

This thing has some effect, and it is not a human eye, but a human eye formed by magic.

Boom!

The door closed again, and the room became dark.

Xu Xuan thought about the future of this world again. First of all, the upper limit of this world is very high, and it cannot be left for a while. Secondly, there are certain strong people in this world, but I don’t know how strong they are. However, in view of this strange magic, Xu Xuan thinks it is better not to be as ostentatious as the previous two worlds.

Thirdly, it is the materials needed for his cultivation here. This still needs to be asked of the mirror world. Xu Xuan himself cannot change the environment of this world.

Before that, he wants to be the mastermind behind this world, and never come out until the critical moment.

"As for the cultivation environment, how about artificial spiritual veins?" Xu Xuan's eyes lit up, and he could create artificial dragon veins.

The main body of the artificial dragon vein can be the Wutong sacred tree. The spiritual stone and the prohibition are integrated on the Wutong sacred tree, so that it becomes a tree-shaped artificial spiritual vein.

This spiritual vein extends through the roots of the tree. It can be as big as you want. If necessary, the roots can be retracted and run away.

This can solve a major problem of the spiritual vein - you can run away from the monk but not the temple.

Now you can run away from both the monk and the temple.

The more you think about it, the more feasible it seems. Xu Xuan took out the book and studied it carefully.

The most important material of the formation is the spiritual stone. The formation pattern is very complex, with a total of 100,000 units, imitating the natural trend of mountains and rivers. It mainly requires a powerful spiritual object to guard it.

Coincidentally, the bronze sacred tree is the spiritual object formation eye. It seems that the ancestors of the feathered people have the same idea as himself.

Clap!

Xu Xuan poured out a large pile of spiritual stones, which were about the size of pebbles and flashed azure light.

These spirit stones contain extremely violent energy. These are top-grade spirit stones. One top-grade spirit stone is equivalent to 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and 300 top-grade spirit stones are equivalent to 3 million low-grade spirit stones.

This number is very exaggerated, equivalent to the amount of spiritual energy in a small spirit vein, enough for himself for hundreds of years, and later combined with the resources from the mirror world, it is basically enough.

Xu Xuan piled the spirit stones under the tree, took out the sword, and began to repair the array pattern on the tree. The phoenix tree did not have it, so he had to add the pattern to the phoenix tree.

As the array unit was carved bit by bit, a strong wind blew in the room, the top-grade spirit stones were consumed bit by bit, and the phoenix tree emitted a faint white light.

Time passed bit by bit.

On the other side, the mirror in the mirror world was also looking for a host.

The first host, the son of a merchant, a mortal, skipped.

The broken mirror came again.

The second host, an outer sect servant of a famous and upright sect.

"What is this treasure? Can I obtain the status of an outer sect disciple if I offer it to the sect?" The young man said in surprise.

Xu Xuan was speechless for a while, what a dog slave.

Forget it, next one.

Three years have passed in the strange world.

In three years, the bronze temple has changed a lot.

The pure white light illuminates the entire room. The light source in the room is a tree, a tree that combines plants and bronze, and there are lines on the surface that glow like blood vessels.

The moment this light appeared, the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire room suddenly increased by more than ten times.

Xu Xuan took a deep breath.

"Huh, it feels good."

It was too aggrieved before, but now it's much better. The spiritual energy absorbed by the double pupil is only enough for itself, like a stranded fish. Although someone keeps splashing water on itself to replenish water, this feeling is not comparable to being in the sea.

Xu Xuan closed his eyes, and the roots of the tree spread in all directions.

The bronze temple is ten feet, twenty feet... a hundred feet in radius.

A spiritual land is formed in a radius of 100 meters, which can actually be expanded to 1,000 meters. The concentration of spiritual energy in a radius of 1,000 meters remains unchanged, forming an internal cycle. The spiritual energy can be recycled by releasing spells, practicing spiritual tools, and refining elixirs, and the consumption is minimized.

Xu Xuan walked out of the bronze palace.

There is a Qingshan County nearby, and there is a Qingyang Temple in the county. The master of the temple is the Qingyang Taoist. He is a master of the Taoist foundation period and is a master of the two counties.

Xu Xuan's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Qingyang Palace.

The Qingyang Taoist sat cross-legged in the ancestral hall, and incense was lit in the ancestral hall in front of him.

The sandalwood emitted wisps of strange green smoke, which floated in the void, faintly forming a strange human face.

The Qingyang Taoist had a pair of curved black horns. He opened his eyes, and his pupils were dark green vertical pupils, with a confusing horror.

He took a deep breath, and wisps of green smoke flowed into his mouth and nose.

"There is not much Yangshen Powder left."

The Yangshen Powder is very difficult to make. It requires a woman born in the Yin period to be tortured for 49 days, using water, fire, swords, guns, and oil pots to ensure that she survives for a long time. Finally, she is killed when the time comes to take out the brow bone, which can become the material for Yangshen Powder.

Dongdongdong!

Someone is knocking on the door.

"Come in!"

A disciple wearing a Taoist robe came in. There were two bumps on his head, and it seemed that he was about to grow horns.

"Master, Youmu is dead."

"Oh? Who killed him?" Qingyang frowned. Youmu was not his disciple, nor was he from Qingyang Temple. But after all, as someone who offered sacrifices to him, he died in vain. Isn't it a bit disrespectful to him?

"Me!"

Suddenly, the disciple spoke another person's voice.

"Not good!"

The Taoist Qingyang realized the danger, but it was too late and he lost consciousness on the spot.

When he woke up, he found himself in the bronze temple.

The surrounding heaven and earth essence made people feel refreshed, as if they had unloaded thousands of burdens. The Taoist under the tree was unfathomable and daunting.

"Who are you?" Qingyang Taoist asked. He suddenly spit out ghost fire from his mouth, and the ghost fire turned into a long green snake, roaring and rushing forward.

Wow!

The Phoenix True Fire devoured the snake and hit the Taoist Qingyang in the chest.

Xu Xuan flashed to the Taoist Qingyang and performed the soul-searching technique.

"Ugh!!"

The Taoist Qingyang screamed and died.

"Qingyang's Body Refining Technique, the highest level is Jindan, not bad."

Boom!

The bronze palace rose from the ground, and walked around remote places.

This made it difficult for the cultivators along the way. One by one, they were caught and their souls were searched, and Xu Xuan felt dizzy.

"Taiyi Jinfei Sword Qi!"

"Youming True Fire Art!"

"Tianmang Swallowing Sun Art!"

A total of eight Taoist masters were killed.

Gradually, Xu Xuan had a new understanding of the art of cultivation in this world, and had new ideas in his mind.

"By analogy, practicing the Chongtong or Yuhua Feisheng Sutra may be faster."

For example, if you practice Yuhua Feisheng Sutra as an art of cultivation, the spiritual energy on your side is relatively pure, and there should be no strange problems.

Xu Xuan immersed himself in studying the way of art cultivation. As for the experimental subjects... he was definitely not suitable, so he looked at the mirror world.

Hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, Xu Xuan practiced hard in seclusion.

Five years later.

On the other side, something happened in the mirror world.

The Northland Dark Cave Area.

This is a place with a bad climate in the world of immortal cultivation. There is an endless Gobi desert for tens of thousands of miles. The climate is either hot or cold. The only oasis is where humans gather.

Most cities are underground, or in the belly of the mountain, or on the wall of the cenote.

They stay in a dark place without sunlight all day, so it is called a dark cave, which is where the demons gather.

Beishan Cave City, this is a huge sky cave.

If you don’t look at the environment, this place is no different from where ordinary people live.

In a dark cave, the glowing mushrooms on the corridor wall bring light to the room.

A man with a stern look, about twenty years old, rushed back home after passing through the heavy walls.

Yu Luo touched his chest, expressionless, and extremely excited.

Today, I went out and picked up a strange treasure. The strange treasure can even speak and call itself a fairy in the mirror.

But Yu Luo did not answer. As an outer disciple of the Six Desires, he was very familiar with these routines. If it was some demon cultivator who was fishing, he would have no place to cry.

So it was better to be cautious.

Go home and slowly study how to control this mirror. After all, he was also a cultivator of the third level of Qi training. He was still quite cautious about this and there was no possibility of any loopholes.

When he opened the door, he suddenly found that something was wrong.

Is there an outsider in the house?

Is there something wrong with the Taoist partner?

Thinking of this, Yu Luo secretly pinched his fingers and slowly approached the room.

At this time, a momentum came from the room, a momentum of a powerful master, not in the foundation building stage, but probably in the golden elixir stage.

When he opened the door, the scene in front of him made Yu Luo's eyes red.

He saw two naked men and women entangled and sitting cross-legged to practice the art of sex.

He knew both of them. One was Yu Xiong, the golden elixir ancestor of the Six Desires, and also his ancestor.

The other was naturally his wife.

Hearing the noise, Yu Xiong opened his eyes, looked at Yu Luo, and said expressionlessly: "Qi Jie is a pure Yin cauldron, how dare you not tell me... She will go up the mountain with me in the future."

The wife also opened her eyes and looked at Yu Luo silently. The firmness in her eyes made people know that she was not forced, but voluntarily.

"Yes! Ancestor!" Yu Luo suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and did not dare to reveal the slightest dissatisfaction.

Now he must behave like those monks who sent their wives, so that people would think that he is also a person who clings to power.

"I don't want anything at home, I'll leave it to you." Qi Jie said coldly, no matter what the price, it was not enough to move her.

"Yes, Senior Qi." Yu Luo half-knelt.

The two went out hand in hand. Before leaving, Yu Xiong coldly said, "The No. C Red Copper Mine is short of a deacon. You will report in a few days!"

"Thank you for your support, Ancestor! Thank you for your kind words, Senior Qi!" Yu Luo knelt down "overjoyed" and kowtowed repeatedly.

Only after the two men left did Yu Luo slowly stand up. Unconsciously, his lips had been bitten and were bleeding.

Late at night, the room was dark. Yu Luo searched again and again. After confirming that there was no surveillance, he took out the mirror.

He placed it and bowed.

"Master Mirror Fairy, I don't care who you are, whether you are a demon, a master, or someone who wants to take over my body, as long as you can help me get revenge, I will agree to anything." Yu Luo spoke word by word, with deep hatred in his tone.

Words slowly appeared on the mirror.

"Do you really want to?"

"Yes, I want to dream about it!!!"

After a long time, the mirror flickered and a strange line of words appeared.

"I want to see your capacity!"

(There is another chapter after nine o'clock)