Killing God Chapter 77: Second Body Refinement

In detail, Xiaochen has not seen Ni Cangtian and the old hooligan for several months. Xiaochen is also a little puzzled. In the past, Ni Cangtian would come to the cliff with Cang Jinyun to look for Xiaochen from time to time. In particular, Ni Cangtian would go out for a walk with Xiao Chen once, but they haven't been there for a while.

As the days passed, Xiao Chen didn't have much attention on Yunyou Peak, and the only male cultivator's reputation in the female peak gradually faded away with the passage of time, only occasionally there were disciples before and after tea A little mention, false names are often the case, if you say it lightly, it will soon fade away.

When he came to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Xiaochen saw the sick old man sitting on a rattan reclining chair from a distance, with a paper book in his hand, the book cover was empty, Xiaochen didn't know what was inside What is the content, but he wants to come, most of the books that the old hooligan reads are not good things.

"Old hooligan, Uncle Chen is back!" Still high in the sky, Xiao Chen abandoned his flying sword and rushed down, shouting from his mouth.

"Who the **** is that rascal, stinky boy." The sick old man had discovered Xiao Chen long ago, but he was too lazy to pay attention to him. Now that the other party has spoken, how could he allow him to be arrogant.

The sick old man knows that Xiaochen is physically strong, and he is not afraid that he will break. Xiaochen jumped straight down. , The sick old man left the reclining chair like a ghost, and dodged to the place where Xiaochen fell. Xiaochen secretly said that it was not good at that time, but it was too late. The sick old man kicked Xiaochen's ankle. And the giant force, big face down on the ground.

Although it doesn't hurt, it still hurts. When Xiaochen got up, he was lying on the rattan chair with a book in his arms as if he was okay, shaking himself. Xiaochen didn't dare to find fault. Who can't beat others by himself? .

"Little hooligan, why didn't you go for a long time and came back again?" The sick old man held the book, and the voice came from behind the book.

"You still have the face to ask, can you give me the second-level cultivation method?" Xiao Chen patted the soil on his body, and found that some of them could not be photographed because they fell too hard and had to be washed. Clothes will do.

Hearing the words, the sick old man put the book together, stood up and left the book on the rattan chair, looked at Xiao Chen and said, "I said earlier, if you don't build a foundation, you won't give it a practice. Are you down?"

The time for Xiaochen to officially start cultivating is still very short. Although the sick old man knows that he has been baptized by the spiritual energy of the Qingmingzhu, it is somewhat impossible to reach the foundation-building stage in such a short period of time.

"That's natural." Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and said.

"Come here." The sick old man shouted directly.

"Why?" Xiao Chen said indifferently.

"You have no credibility with me. Naturally, you have to check it first and then talk about it. It's possible that you say yes." The sick old man looked at Xiao Chen with a smile on his dry orange peel face.

Xiaochen's body is special, and the real person Xuanyou couldn't see the clue that day, and the other party was a cultivator in the late Tianji. In Xiaochen's eyes, the sick old man, although his identity is special, he must not be weak if he wants to come to cultivate, but he always feels It wouldn't be Dao Dao, even Xiao Chen had never seen him use any powerful tricks, such as the one that disappeared in a flash.

So not only can the old man with heart disease see something, but as for the lack of a fetal base, it is easier to fool the past if you take Qing Mingzhu as an example.

So Xiaochen strode up to the sick old man and said, "Do you want to take off your clothes?"

"If you miss, just squeak, I'm not interested in men." The sick old man jumped up and slammed on Xiao Chen's head.

Then the sick old man grabbed Xiaochen's hand, and Xiaochen immediately said, "I said I'm not interested!"

"Shut up!" The sick old man slapped Xiaochen on the head, but Xiaochen opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

The sick old man grabbed Xiaochen's wrist, and after rolling his eyes a few times, he kicked at Xiaochen's butt, "Stinky boy, even I dare to fool me, and I don't even dare to talk about building a foundation. ."

Xiaochen clutched his buttocks, but said, "Joke, if a senior cultivator like Xiaoye has any kind of fetal foundation, he is born with it." After speaking, Xiaochen pulled off his shirt, revealing his left chest, with a few The incomplete ring has been supplemented a little, which also shows that Xiaochen has broken through the great realm. According to Han's reasoning, these incomplete rings will only be formed when Xiaochen breaks through the great realm. Complete slowly.

Seeing the pattern on Xiaochen's left chest, the sick old man also turned his eyes slightly. After all, everyone has only heard of Qingmingzhu, and only those who have used it can know the effect, because Xiaochen has used it, and also does not know it. He knew that Xiao Chen was not the kind of person who was greedy for meritorious deeds. At this time, he wanted to cultivate the method, and he had a certain degree of certainty when he thought about it.

Besides, he discovered in Xiaochen's body that his true essence was being transformed into spiritual power. This is also what happens to a foundation-building cultivator, but he can't be sure of Xiaochen's cultivation. It was a simple matter at first. Some things are bad.

The sick old man paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. After a while, he said, "I can give you the exercises, but when you feel wrong, stop practicing immediately and come back to me."

Xiaochen agreed, and then followed the sick old man into Tianshu Pavilion. After the sickness, the old man took Xiaochen to his room. The previous residence of Xiaochen was still there, and there was no change.

"From the second stage of this exercise, it needs to be cultivated with the help of external force. I will tell your master to let you go to the Cannon Sword Dao to train your body."

The sick old man took out a yellowed booklet with only four words written on it, "The magic weapon is hard to hurt."

Seeing this booklet, Xiaochen remembered the introduction to this exercise: the first realm "can't be beaten",

A person who has cultivated to this level can hardly be injured by ordinary swords, and even if they are shot through, they will not fall. To this day, Xiao Chen still thinks that this introduction was written by a sick old man, so straightforward and so nonsense.

"The previous medicinal baths and the first-level cultivation were only to lay the foundation for body training. Starting from the second level, it can be regarded as the real cultivation method of the body-cultivator." The sick old man did not rush to put the book Handed it to Xiao Chen, but looked at the booklet and said earnestly.

In the past, Xiaochen had seen the magic weapon of Yuanshen monk when he was reading in Tianshu Pavilion. Just by reading the text, Xiaochen could faintly feel the power of the magic weapon, but the sick old man said that the human body can be cultivated to Carrying the magic weapon, Xiaochen was shocked and suspicious at the time, but today, Xiaochen is no longer the village boy who didn't understand anything at the time. He has no idea about the body training technique that was only allowed to be practiced during the foundation-building period. Great hope.

"Stop talking nonsense, just give it to me." Xiao Chen didn't say anything.

"Take it, go back and tell you that little beauty master, just say that the headmaster summons, you need to leave Yunyou Peak for a while, and then come back, I will take you to the Sword Dao, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

The sick old man threw the booklet to Xiao Chen and explained.

Could he know the real person Xuanyou? After listening to what the sick old man said, Xiao Chen was startled, and thought to himself why the other party knew that he had a little beauty master, or... the old hooligan quietly came to Yunyou Peak to see him, thinking about it, Xiaochen's heart warmed. , he believes it is the latter.

"Where's the ruffian dragon and his sister?" Before leaving, Xiao Chen turned his head and asked.

"Xiaoyun's transformation is not over yet, and the ruffian dragon will soon begin to transform after returning, and he will not know what it will become for a while," said the sick old man.

After learning that the two little dragons were safe, Xiao Chen took the secret book that had been heartbroken for a long time, left the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and flew to Yunyou Peak. After he reported to the real person Ming Xuanyou, he wanted to start practicing immediately.

"Old hooligan, I have already told the master as you said, but I am curious. After she asked, I should say what did the headmaster summon me to do." After Xiaochen returned to Yunyou Peak, Found the real person Xuanyou, and reported to the real person Xuanyou according to the explanation of the sick old man.

The real person Xuanyou didn't suspect anything. After all, no one dared to joke about the name of the headmaster, so after letting Xiaochen take care of everything, he was allowed to leave Yunyoufeng for a while.

"How to say it's your business, it's not that I told her to teach her the summons." The sick old man painted a picture of someone who knew you.

Xiaochen's expression changed, and he said in a bad way, "Don't tell me, you haven't said hello to the headmaster at all."

The sick old man smiled happily, "The hooligan has finally grown up, you can guess it."

Such a picture of an elder showing a sincere smile after seeing the younger generation's future made Xiao Chen go mad.

"So I'm still the first person to swindle and deceive under the name of the headmaster?" Xiao Chen no longer knew whether to cry or laugh, nodded and said.

"As the most unique person in Xuanqing Mountain, how can you only practice mediocrely, but borrowing the name of the headmaster is not fake, it's not worth it to swindle."

Xiaochen knows very well that this fraudulent use of the name has become a fact, and it will not change if he continues to entangle it. The only thing he can do now is to pray that Zhenren Xuanyou will not ask the headmaster in person. After all, cultivator Tianji , In any sect, it is considered the backbone, and it is not difficult to meet the headmaster.

Then the sick old man took Xiaochen to the ground, went straight to Can Jiandao, and "jumped". That's right, they jumped over. After leaving the Tianshu Pavilion, the sick old man pulled Xiaochen and jumped up with luck. The speed of this jump was faster than any escape that Xiaochen had ever seen. Light.

The height of this jump, Xiaochen asked himself, it would take Yujian to fly straight for a long time to reach it. With the pulling force from his hand, Xiaochen had no doubt that if it were an ordinary person, maybe the sick old man could jump directly. Ripped off his jumping arm.

The white clouds were swiftly passing in front of them, and they were falling sharply. When the two fell to the ground, they had already arrived at Fangmu Mountain, and Fangmu Mountain was dozens of miles away from the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. This jump, After going out for dozens of miles, Xiao Chen didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation base, indicating that this jump, the sick old man was all relying on the power of his body.

"I really don't understand why Master calls you a sick old man. That's all. It's rare to be sick." Xiao Chen sincerely felt that if such a person put aside his appearance and said that he was sick, then he would be ill. When you're healthy, you can't imagine what it's like.

The sick old man did not return to Xiaochen, but just smiled, and then continued to take off with Xiaochen, from the back mountain where the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is located, to the remnant sword road in the front mountain of the Xuanqing Mountains, the sick old man was already on the rise and fall. Arrived, and the next few jumps made Xiaochen even more shocked. The speed was unbelievable. Xiaochen thought silently in his heart that if he flew with his sword, it would take at least half an hour. higher.

Standing at the entrance of the Canned Sword Dao, Xiao Chen saw a high jade staircase going down. He stepped on it for thirty-six steps. The place where he settled was the place where he died many years ago, and now he is standing again. Here, Xiao Chen has an unreal feeling, thinking of himself back then, he would have thought that he would want to stand here like this now.