Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 541: Death Pill

Chapter 541 of the Half-Demon’s Journey to Raising an Immortal: Death Pill

"Poof!"

The sound of the horned bamboo zither was like a thin needle that suddenly exploded after piercing the tiger's head. A handful of blood mist exploded behind the white tiger's ears.

In a **** body.

Lu Tong felt a pain in his ears and immediately swung out the tiger's tail. The long sword on the tail swiped across and swept out a group of black swallows.

At this time, the second voice sounded again.

"Take people and retreat immediately!"

Lu Tong felt angry and looked around a few times. Without the dragon eye, he couldn't find the location of the horned bamboo zither.

At this time, the black and white dragons also rushed to the front.

He immediately dove into the water.

The black and white dragon followed closely behind, smashing through the water with its head, splashing water all over the sky, and the water splashed down, revealing a figure following behind.

The lake water is very turbid, with countless mud and sand mixed in the water, like an endless swamp.

"Roar!"

A whale beast pierced the muddy water and slammed into the dragon.

The divine dragon transformed by mana collapsed directly. With a "bang" sound, the whale beast collapsed, and a hole several feet deep opened under the water.

Jiao Zhuzheng stood in the cave and said, "Do you want to do something?"

Lu Tong ignored it and slowly waved his tiger claw.

The claws are like fists.

A few claws were waved out, and streams of muddy water sprang out like mud snakes. After a few more claws, the water flow turned into a whale beast that was ten feet long.

"Bang!"

The Horned Bamboo Zheng opened its mouth and roared, and the three whale beasts exploded.

Lu Tong kept moving and swung his claw again. The speed of the claw swing was extremely slow. When the claw fell, a billowing of blood and mana surged out.

A claw fell, and the **** body was covered with a two-foot-long muddy whale beast.

The powerful fist of Baojing is like a torrent and filth.

Jiao Zhuzheng's face turned completely gloomy. He turned over his hand and took out the piccolo, put it in his mouth, and blew it gently, and a very thin invisible thread broke into the water.

The thin line is half real and half imaginary. After a few flashes, it divides into two, and then the two becomes four, and pours into the ears and eyes of the whale beast.

"Puff, puff..."

With a few muffled sounds, four water holes exploded in the mud whale, and the newly formed whale beast began to dissipate.

The horned bamboo zither disappeared in place.

Lu Tong let out a breath and used his magic power again to gather the "Dirty" mud whale. At the same time, he waved his hand and shot out a whale beast that was ten feet long.

The whale beast passed through, bringing out waves of water.

A water wave separated from it, and layers of water surged out, as if encountering an invisible reef.

Lu Tong narrowed his eyes, punched hard, and said: "Disaster!"

The mana surged out and turned into a huge whale's mouth with a diameter of several dozen, swallowing the "reef" about ten feet into its belly, and countless water flows rolled and strangled it.

"Ji!"

There was nothing in the whale's mouth, and another scream sounded from behind.

The horned bamboo zither holds a piccolo in its mouth, and the fox's mouth is curved like a crescent moon.

Lu Tong looked neither surprised nor happy, and said solemnly: "I found you."

The magic of Jiao Buzheng is not as good as Jing Xin.

Jing Xin’s natal spell can be fake, fake can be real, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Jiao Zhuzheng’s true and false spells are clearly different, and the two are very different.

Having been friends with Jing Xin for a long time, Jiao Zhuzheng’s secret method still cannot be hidden from his “eyes”.

In an instant, billowing mana surged out, and the water flow, whale beasts, etc. that had been hit suddenly merged into one. Countless mud and water entanglements turned an area of ​​tens of feet around into a mud and water millstone, and whale beasts swam among them, killing the horned bamboo zither one after another.

The torrents are filthy and the disaster is devastating.

Lu Tong took a step forward and transformed into a two-foot-long mud whale and rushed out together.

"Yi!"

A water wave exploded, and the muddy water suddenly became clear. Countless sand, gravel, and mud were squeezed out first, and then the clear lake water turned into a barrier and quickly spread out.

Lu Tong's expression changed slightly.

The clear lake water barrier, shaped like an eggshell, contains a majestic force. Wherever it passes, the water flow and whale beasts collapse.

"Broken!"

He ran headlong into the barrier. Unexpectedly, there was no obstacle. He penetrated directly through the barrier and entered a hole with no water flow.

"Ah! Ah, ah, ah!"

The screams in my ears suddenly became extremely loud.

Jiao Zhuzheng stood not far away, and the one-foot-long piccolo in his hand had been replaced by a three-foot flute.

The snow-white flute is covered with large and small holes.

The sound of the flute was like dense rain, pervasive, falling on the mud whale and causing splashes of water. In the blink of an eye, the two-foot-long mud whale became one foot in size. As another flute sounded, the remaining mud whale collapsed.

A tiger and a fox confront each other.

Inside the **** body, Lu Tong touched his ear hole, and his fingertips were stained red by a wisp of blood.

"Awesome."

The sound finally stopped.

However, Lu Tong's ears still made a sound, as if the sound of the flute had penetrated into his flesh and blood and was carved deep into his bone marrow.

Jiao Zhuzheng raised his head, his pink hole shrunk into a scarlet needle eye, and said in a sinister voice: "Stop immediately, take your people and the Baizhang Earth Dragon and leave together."

Lu Tong slowly shook his tiger head.

"It's great, but it's a pity..."

He stared at Jiao Zhuzheng and said coldly: "It penetrates the flesh but not the soul, and it hurts the body but not the mind. This little trick can't force me to leave."

The two looked at each other for a breath.

Lu Tong flapped his wings and quickly killed him.

"Bang!"

When the horned bamboo zither was blown hard, a subtle white light lit up at the end of the flute, and the next moment the white light exploded.

Countless white lights "splashed" the white tiger, and countless blood mist filled the air in an instant.

Lu Tong rushed out of the blood mist and grabbed the horned bamboo zither with one claw.

The tiger claws fell, and the "Jiao Bamboo Zheng" dissipated directly.

He looked around.

There was not a single figure in the hollow nearly four feet in diameter, and the six sides of the turbid lake looked like walls of mud.

Lu Tong blinked and flapped his wings violently. A strong wind swept through the hollow. In the next moment, he whipped out his tail and cut one tail under his body.

"Ah!"

A short scream.

The Jiao Bamboo Zheng appeared, landed on the ground with four claws, took off a "white shadow", and instantly got into the lake.

"You wait!"

The turbid lake water suddenly fell.

Lu Tong stretched out his tail, picked up Bai Ying, shook his head with a smile, and put it directly into his bag.

"Director!"

Lu Tong landed on the deck of the awning boat, and Xiao Mu, Hongying and others quickly approached.

Xiao Mu said: "Nine of them were broken, and a thick-armored boat was broken."

Lu Tong threw out a black gourd and said: "Distribute the Yin Qi."

"Yes."

Xiao Mu left.

Lu Tong let out a breath and turned around to enter the cabin.

Quiet room.

He walked out of his **** body and sat cross-legged on the couch, with a line of blood hanging from his ears, the corners of his eyes, and under his nose.

This time, the injuries were not serious and the losses were not small.

The blood spirit can heal physical injuries. However, a layer of blood was scraped off from his body, and nearly 10% of his blood was lost.

"Winter."

"Come in."

He Fang entered the room, glanced at it, his expression changed slightly, and he took out a half-foot-tall jade bottle.

"Master, this is the Three Insects and Eight Hui Shui, which is good at healing the physical body. It is a high-quality elixir specially given by the family."

Lu Tong took the jade bottle and said, "Thank you Pan family for me."

"Okay. What the master is planning this time is a big deal. If it succeeds, the clan will send an elder to come over in person."

"What?"

He Fang showed a smile on his face and said: "I can do whatever I want, and the Pan family will help me in the future."

Lu Tong was a little moved, and the next moment he let out a sigh of relief.

"I know, get out."

"Yes."

……

Dangen Mountain, close to the lake shore.

Looking from the top of the mountain, the waves on the lake are turbulent and the water mist is rolling. The scenery is much better than before the change.

A black and white dragon fell from the sky.

Lu Tong got into the pavilion, opened his mouth and spit out a white shadow, saying: "Such fine clothes, as light as nothing, invulnerable to water and fire, just take them off and throw them away?"

Jiao Zhuzheng escaped from its shell and left its outer clothes behind.

A thin figure stopped and moved his shoulders twice upon hearing this.

"No one who is treacherous can survive."

Lu Tong smiled, threw his clothes on the table, walked over, and looked away.

"Do you have the final say?"

The horned bamboo zither turned its head sideways.

The two looked at each other and Jiao Zhuzheng said: "If you dare to touch Waterfall Town, I will definitely report it to the Ancient Immortal, and no one will be able to protect you by then!"

"You don't have to worry, I have already reported this matter myself."

Be on guard against others.

Before coming, in order to prevent Jiao Zhuzheng from being cruel, Lu Tong used a page of gold paper to report the changes in recent years and future arrangements.

Jiao Zhuzheng gritted his teeth and bared two slender fangs.

"In Donghai Sect, all matters related to the ancient immortals will be handled by me. You have crossed the line."

"The boundaries you set cannot control me."

Lu Tong withdrew his eyes and looked at the boundless lake in the distance.

Eventually they fell out.

Since he proposed Waterfall Town, he has not received a reply. He guessed that Jiao Zhuzheng was unwilling to let go, so he asked "Zhu Dongbi" to come over in person at the beginning of the year.

I wanted Jing Xin to make the decision, but unfortunately no one came.

He exhaled a wave of hot air and said: "Now there is only one choice. Let's capture seven cities including Waterfall and Taoshui together, and then continue to plot to capture the entire ghost city."

Lu Tong mentioned this strategy, abandoning many small towns, luring the three kings to disperse their forces, and then defeat them one by one until the ghost town was completely captured.

Unfortunately, Jiao Zhuzheng never let go.

Jiao Zhuzheng said: "What if I don't choose."

"Same. I will capture the seven cities alone. When the time comes, I will ask the Ancient Immortal to send someone to replace you, and I and the others will continue to plot to capture the ghost city."

"Change me?"

Jiao Zhuzheng grinned and said: "I will report it to my ancestor when I get back. When I see it, it will be you or me!"

Lu Tong also opened his lips, revealing his fangs.

"Idiot."

"How dare you..."

He interrupted directly and said: "Gu Xian can send anyone to take your place. Who else can take my place besides me?"

The horns of Jiao Bamboo Zheng shrank, and the nose jumped a few times, and a fierce light gradually appeared in his expression.

Lu Tong glanced at it and said: "Go ahead, if you don't choose, someone will help you choose."

"Okay, let's see!"

Jiao Zhuzheng flew away.

Lu Tong stayed in the pavilion, looked at it alone for a long time, and murmured: "It's a big gamble. If the Donghai Sect loses it, I won't be able to turn around in the next life..."

……

It’s a rare day when the sun is high and the sea is calm.

On the Jieshui Lake, the water flow is extremely turbid. House boats, painted boats, awning boats, etc. are floating on the water, and there is a huge elephant boat above.

He Fang walked out of the cabin and stood on the deck looking at the surrounding ships with a smile on his face unconsciously.

Back.

Mang Yi, Meng Jian Sect, Yi Fa Sect, Xiang She Sect, Tong Jia, etc., all the allies who had abandoned their food trafficking business and started to scatter, are all back.

They disperse because of profit, and they gather because of profit.

For seven cities including Waterfall Town, even if the island collapses, the remaining area alone will still be a big profit.

Lu Tong just spoke, and fellow Taoists from all walks of life rushed over.

A large ship full of oars approaches.

He Fang immediately came over and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, you have worked hard. Food and wine have been prepared on the painting boat. Please feel free to enjoy it."

"Thank you, steward."

He Fang sent away the monks on the ship and called in a group of people.

A group of people boarded the big boat, controlled the huge oars on the boat, rolled up the mud, sand and gravel near the entrance of the cave, and rushed into the distance.

Heaven.

On the deck of the elephant boat, several figures sat behind the captain.

Mang Yi sat at the top, holding a jade bottle, and said: "The golden elixir is the seed of an infant. The strength of the golden elixir determines whether it can break through the elixir and become an infant. This strength is not a matter of cultivation. Strength or weakness is the strength of the 'true spirit' within it."

A few monks sat down and listened carefully.

Lu Tong also sat behind the chief.

Mang Yi, after becoming a disciple of a powerful master, he received guidance from his master. Although he is still young and his cultivation is not advanced, his knowledge is far better than others.

Often hold banquets and lectures to win over the monks under his command,

After Lu Tong took the initiative to show his goodwill, he was again taken into his "subordinate" by Mang Yi.

He asked: "What is the 'true spirit'?"

Mang Yi curved the corners of his mouth, smiled very reservedly, nodded, and said: "The heart of the elixir. Most ordinary monks use death elixirs and have no real spirit. If you want to break into the Yuanying, you have to survive in death. Only first Grow the 'heart' and then try to refine the golden elixir. This is the right way to break the elixir and become a baby."

Lu Tong's eyes moved slightly and he quickly wrote it down.

Loyal heart, true spirit...

When you still need to break through the Nascent Soul, you need to refine the golden elixir.

As your cultivation level gets higher and higher, you can only turn to Nascent Soul and Great Power for guidance. It becomes extremely difficult to get some useful guidance.

Except for Lu Tong, the others also looked hopeful, hoping that Mang Yi would say more and elaborate.

The heretic raised his wine glass.

"Please."

Everyone hurriedly followed suit and held cups together, saying: "Master, please", "Senior brother, please"...

Lu Tong swallowed a sip of wine and looked at Rong Yumeng sitting opposite.

Rong Yumeng suddenly understood~IndoMTL.com~ and asked: "Master, if you say this, we are all dead pills?"

Among them, Huo Yue, Cai Tie, etc. came from the sect, and there were teachers in the sect. If they missed this opportunity, they still had the opportunity. Only Lu Tong and Rong Yumeng, who were from ordinary backgrounds, cherished the opportunity to teach the Dharma the most.

Every time, the two of them asked and occasionally flattered.

With a smile in his eyes, Mang Yi nodded and said: "If there is no way to fight the elixir, wouldn't it be a death elixir?"

"Hey!"

Rong Yumeng sighed half-heartedly, his expression became a little lonely, and said: "After hundreds of years of practice, I only got one death elixir."

Mang Yi had no intention of speaking.

Lu Tong asked: "Fellow Taoist has worshiped the great master, and what he has obtained must be the living elixir of intention."

Mang Yi shook his head and said: "The true spirit is hard to find, it comes out of nothing. I have just learned the method of fighting elixirs, and it will take at least several decades of hard work."

Lu Tong looked at Rong Yumeng, who was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other.

Lu Tongtong: "How to build an elixir? Wei has never heard of it before. Please help me clarify my doubts."

Mang Yi looked around and saw that everyone was waiting. He slowly shook his head and said: "This kind of secret method is the foundation of a sect and a clan. Master has specifically warned not to spread it to outsiders. When we have made great achievements, I will I asked Master and then told all fellow Taoists. How do you think?"

"I'll thank you fellow Taoist in advance!"

……

A white tiger fell from the awning boat.

Lu Tong stood on the deck, feeling a little satisfied but also a little empty.

I benefited a lot from what Mang Yi said.

But he only said a little, and as soon as he touched on the most crucial "jiadan", he immediately stopped talking, which made people feel itchy.

"Master."

"What happened?"

"Within three days, the twenty-fourth small pulse will also be completely cut off."

"Get ready for the next one."

"Yes."