Chapter 235: Hatching of Magical Power Seeds, Five-Colored Thunder Whip

Bai Yu was surprised to see the person coming:

"Why is it you, you silly bird?"

The new Fire God Yinghuo had a handsome face, a pair of golden pupils, and a jade gourd hanging around his waist.

It turned out to be Lu Beichen!

Lu Beichen is the son of the Golden Core, how could he come to the Demon Tomb?

Lu Beichen was also surprised when he saw Bai Yu:

"Damn, it's you! Hurry up, prepare the good wine and food."

Bai Yu laughed:

"That... Yinghuo, why did you come to this damn place?"

Lu Beichen squeezed in, shook his head and sighed:

"It's unfortunate for my family, it's unfortunate for my family."

"My father thought I was an eyesore hanging around in front of him all day, so he kicked me in and said that my solar body is just right for this place."

Bai Yu was speechless. How could he cheat his son like this:

"Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. What's the conflict between you and your father?"

Lu Beichen sat down and poured himself a cup of tea:

"It's not a big conflict. I just threw a few Tianleizi into the secret room when my father and several nuns were discussing scriptures and Taoism."

Bai Yu: "..."

Tianleizi, this is a hidden dagger in filial piety.

Lu Beichen said to himself:

"Fortunately, I prepared the earth escape talisman in advance to escape, otherwise I would have seen my grandmother that day."

"I didn't expect that the old guy had no martial ethics."

"He couldn't find me, so he reported to the sect and kicked me into the devil's tomb."

Bai Yu was speechless after hearing this.

It can only be said that the old Lu family is really kind to the father and filial to the son.

Lu Beichen said proudly again:

"But I can't spoil him. I told my mother who was thousands of miles away about this, and left him a washboard made of insoluble black iron."

Good guy, are the father-son relationships in the cultivation family so harmonious and friendly?

Bai Yu patted Lu Beichen on the shoulder:

"Let's have hot pot tonight. Lao Mo and I will welcome you together."

Lu Beichen said:

"Don't panic, there is another unlucky guy."

Not long after, Bai Yu met another unlucky guy-Shi Jian.

He also successfully built his foundation, and was codenamed "Thunder God" in the Buried Demon Tower. He is currently the Thunder Siming of the Suzaku Tomb.

Good guy, Bai Yu didn't expect to be able to hold a class reunion in the Buried Demon Tower.

That night, the three people and the dog sat on the table and ate and drank with hot pot.

During the period, Bai Yu solemnly warned the two:

"The Demon Tomb is not like the outside world. There are dangers everywhere. You must memorize the Iron Law of Buried Demons. It can save your life at a critical moment."

He looked at Lu Beichen:

"Especially you, remember not to get involved with female monsters. Before, a young man from a noble family was taken away by monsters."

Bai Yu repeatedly warned.

Otherwise, with Lu Beichen's personality that wants to give a female ghost a maternity leave when he sees her, there must be problems.

It was not until late at night that everyone dispersed.

With Shi and Lu accompanying them, the days to come became more comfortable.

Artificial mental retardation began to be equipped on a large scale on the first floor of the Buried Demon Tower, and the effect was very significant, which could effectively distract the attention of monsters.

After the previous sweep, no one came to the Burial Demon Tower anymore.

Bai Yu practiced and sent funerals every day, and his life was very enjoyable.

A few months passed in a flash. He refined the five bottles of Zihua Dan one by one, and with the rewards from the Burial Demon, his cultivation level improved rapidly.

[Immortal cultivation: mid-stage foundation building (62%)]

One night, another good news came.

[The magical seed was successfully hatched, and the minor magical power Five Qi Thunder Whip was obtained! ]

[Five Qi Thunder Whip, a seventh-level minor magical power, gathers five qi to generate thunder, gathers thunder into a whip, and kills evil and demons. ]

Bai Yu was overjoyed.

He guessed correctly that the higher the grade of the initial spell, the higher the grade of the hatched magical power.

This time, he directly obtained a seventh-level minor magical power, which was awesome.

What surprised Bai Yu even more was that the power demon was about to be refined.

It won’t be long before he can send a power demon with demon blood to the funeral, and Bai Yu couldn’t help but look forward to it.

Seeing the power demon getting weaker day by day, Bai Yu looked forward to its funeral reward more and more.

One night, the Xuanwu Tomb became quiet.

The demon burial soldier Xuanwu Shi handed over his shift and happily went back to his room to rest.

Along the way, he hummed a little tune and drank a sip of wine from time to time, and the whole person was drunk.

He had good luck today and earned hundreds of spiritual stones.

What made him happiest was that his son had received a letter from outside, and his son successfully entered the Leiyang Sect.

Xuanwu Shi took the letter from under the pillow and read it over and over again in the light, with a smile on his face.

"My son is not bad. When I stay in the demon tomb for a few more years and save enough spiritual stones, I will arrange a marriage for him, marry a big-butt female cultivator, and give birth to a few grandchildren."

"If there are spiritual roots among the grandchildren, our old Yang family can also be regarded as a family of immortal cultivators."

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Dong", "Dong", "Dong"

Xuanwu Shi put down the letter:

"Who is it?"

No one answered from outside.

After a while, there was another rapid knock on the door.

"Dong", "Dong", "Dong"

Xuanwu Shi suddenly got angry:

"Seventh or Sixth? Didn't he just win some money from you? What's the big deal?"

He opened the door angrily.

However, there was no one outside the house, only the dim lights flickered.

Xuanwu Shi frowned and closed the door in confusion.

At this time, there was another knock on the door outside.

"Dong", "Dong", "Dong"

Xuanwu Shi felt something was wrong, and the wine he had drunk turned into cold sweat.

He stared at the door and swallowed hard.

Could it be that he had encountered something strange?

"Dong" "Dong"

The knocks on the door came one after another, weak and feeble, like a funeral song.

Xuanwu Shi was horrified and immediately grabbed the whistle on his chest.

This is a special magic weapon. When the whistle sounds, it can notify everyone in the Xuanwu Tomb.

However, at this moment, a voice came from behind him:

"Behind you~"

Xuanwu Shi felt cold all over and turned his head to look.

The next moment, a look of extreme fear appeared on his face.

The lights flickered, and a black shadow strangled Xuanwu Shi's neck.

Xuanwu Shi's body was supported in the air, and the whole person struggled, his nails scratched on the stone door, making a creepy sound.

And the whistle had already fallen to the ground.

A moment later, Xuanwu Shi's head hung on his chest, and his posture was very strange.

He walked out of the bedroom step by step and knocked on the next person's door.

...

Late at night, Bai Yu was practicing the Zuwang Sutra.

Suddenly, a shrill whistle came from outside, and the whistle stopped halfway.

"Shock whistle? Something happened!"

Bai Yu was shocked, and instantly covered his body with exorcism talismans, and then rushed out!

As soon as he left the bedroom, he smelled a bloody smell, and a layer of hazy gray fog floated in the air for no reason.

"Ah! Help!"

A scream came from the tomb.

"The tomb must not be in trouble. Once the devil goes away, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Without saying a word, he rushed to the tomb.

But outside the No. C tomb, several demon burial soldiers were lying in a mess.

All the tomb doors were opened, and the monsters inside had long disappeared!

Bai Yu was horrified.

At this time, a low groan came.

"Save me~"