"Can't be sold here again? That's fine!"

Zhong Shenxiu thought for a while, agreed, took out the art of refining decipheredly written, and replaced it with another art of the soul-summoning banner.

As soon as he started this magic trick, he glanced quickly and nodded.

If you want to sacrifice this magic weapon, the practitioner needs to practice Taoist techniques such as soul control before he can penetrate into the refined weapon embryo and form a magic weapon ban.

Speaking of which, it is quite consistent with his Xuanyin Soul Reign, and perhaps the two are originally one.

However, he was not in the realm of Gangsha, and he had no intention of sacrificing any magical tools.

After completing the transaction, he also got up and went to other circles.

This Black Mountain meeting is indeed a gathering of casual cultivators. Most of the practitioners who come here are not only poor, but also have low cultivation levels.

The serious monk in the Gangsha realm is like a master, and it is not uncommon for innate warriors like him.

There are even a few mortals mixed in, and I don’t know how they got involved.

They formed several circles, chatting or exchanging items, which made Zhong Shenxiu feel a lot.

As a group of people who seek immortals and Taoism, what they talked about the most is naturally how to enter the Tao and practice the Gangsha realm.

The more I listened, the more confused Zhong Shenxiu felt.

‘Cultivating the Gangsha realm is to eat the Nine Yin and swallow the Eight Yangs, but the evil energy and qi are not required to merge yin and yang, but the one-to-one correspondence is not enough? Why is there a shortage? What does this mean? How should the last evil energy be integrated?’

He didn't know this, but he knew it was not a fundamental problem. Otherwise, Yan Han would not have produced so many masters of magical powers and masters of Yuandan.

It can only be said that he is not aware of this cultivation system.

With doubts, Zhong Shenxiu waited until the meeting in Black Mountain ended.

The crow flapped its wings and opened a channel in the fog, making people come out one after another.

Zhong Shenxiu chose a passage, looked at the three dawn rising gradually in the sky, and couldn't help but say, "Will there be some popular plot?"

After all, is there little to kill people and treasures when cultivating?

With this thought, he walked slowly and deliberately created opportunities for others.

After walking for several miles, I heard a shout: "Fellow Taoist please stay!"

Zhong Shenxiu's scalp numb and she didn't want to pay attention to this guy and walked faster.

"What's going on?"

Behind him, Feng Yigong, who was preparing to kill and rob, was stunned.

This Feng Yigong is just a congenital warrior, but he has practiced a strange Taoist technique called "Soul Drop"!

Every time you use it, just a humming sound can make the enemy lose its soul and let it be slaughtered.

With this move, he became a one-legged thief and was free, but later he was leaked when he was disposing of the stolen goods and had to escape from the border.

But when he arrived at the Fufeng Protectorate, he still couldn't let go of his past business. Today, he saw Zhong Shenxiu being careless and unconcealed, looking like a naughty man, and immediately became heartbroken.

Later, when he saw that he had two artifact refining techniques, he became even more moved and followed the man deliberately, preparing to take action.

But unexpectedly, the other party ran faster with the words "Fellow Taoist, please stay" implicitly with the power of soul swinging.

‘Can I just kill someone and robbery have already been passed here?’

A sentence appeared in Feng Yigong's heart and shouted loudly: "Ha!"

This time, he drank all his strength and pointed it at the escaped boy in front of him.

In fact, this magic has an extraordinary source. It was originally created by a master of supernatural powers and was divided into soul-sweeping drinks and chanting in the underworld.

If you reach the Gangsha realm, you will find the two qi of Hum and Ha, and you will be able to cultivate it. Every time you speak, you will be truly powerful and killing a great enemy is no problem.

Especially after the realm of magical powers, with these two Taoist techniques as the core, a "soul-sweeping magical power" can be formed, specializing in the soul and is extremely powerful.

Unfortunately, the inheritance obtained by Feng Yi Palace is lacking. It only records a soul-slaying drink. Even if he has not even the Gangsha realm, he has not found the second energy of Hum and Ha, and he cannot practice the soul-slaying drink to the power of the real Taoist technique.

Otherwise, after drinking, Zhong Shenxiu would at least have a dizziness.

But at this moment, he looked back and sneered. With a wave of his hand, there was a black mist that swallowed Feng Yigong.

"Bold! You dare to fight near Black Wind Ridge!"

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from mid-air.

A ball of yellow wind and sand surged, and there seemed to be a person inside. With a raising hand, more than a dozen yellow sand turned into flying dragons, armored soldiers and other images, falling from the sky, surrounding Zhong Shenxiu.

Zhong Shenxiu's expression was cold, like a tall nine heavenly god. With his palms together, he was one point.

Several ghosts suddenly appeared around, strangling these sand soldiers and generals.

"A cultivator in the Gangsha Realm?"

He looked up and took a look, and suddenly stepped out. His whole body seemed to merge into the void, shrinking into an inch, and came to the ball of yellow sand. With a wave of his sleeves, a thick ball of darkness continued to render downwards.

From the yellow sand, there seemed to be flying swords and swords, and even sand, gravel, water and fire, falling on this darkness, but it was quickly eliminated.

Finally, the darkness fell straight down, eroding the entire yellow sand. Someone seemed to scream and then stopped abruptly.

Zhong Shenxiu took back his big hand, glanced in a certain direction, suddenly smiled, took a step forward, and disappeared without a trace.

...

It was originally located, after a long time, another white mist dissipated, and one of them, a paper crow, a monkey, and a woman appeared.

"this……"

The woman in the silver-white mask covered her cherry lips: "Old Crow, that's fine Feng Yigong. Is the yellow sand behind her a certain apprentice of Master Huangsha?"

"Hehe..." Lao Zao croaked a few times and shouted: "Where is any disciple? Only Huangsha himself can cultivate this Taoist method of flying sand and walking through stones!"

"I heard that Feng Yigong surrendered to Mr. Huangsha, so he killed and robbed people and was unscrupulous, which ruined my reputation as a Heishan Club. He originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but unexpectedly, he hit the iron plate today and implicated Mr. Huangsha."

The monkey next to him shouted: "It turns out that Mr. Shen Xiu is actually a master of supernatural powers. No wonder he did not hide his face at all."

A master of supernatural powers is a master with all his own unique skills, so he naturally does not have to hide his head and tail when acting.

He is a fool who is weak and has a high profile.

Having the strength and doing things with high profile means the demeanor and confidence you should have.

The old man crow and the woman in the silver mask looked at each other and nodded secretly. At the same time, his heart was as stormy as waves, mixed with huge resentment.
Chapter completed!