mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 126 One Year

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Lu Yunze showed excitement on his face.

Watching the mysterious fire boy show off his supernatural power in the battle on the barren mountain, he could overwhelm the monks of the same rank who were carrying ancient treasures with only his magic fire profound skills.

How could Lu Yunze not be tempted by such a powerful secret technique?
Not to mention that this thing is ridiculously handsome!

Who hasn't dreamed of the flame moving with one hand with one hand?
Lu Yunze dispelled the aura from his hand, and pressed the jade slip between his eyebrows.

At this moment, the content inside was completely different. Lu Yunze's eyes were wide open after seeing each of the secret techniques and profound arts, all kinds of magic flames and strange fires.

However, after a while, Lu Yunze's expression gradually calmed down, and his expression began to become complicated.

He took the jade slip away and sighed helplessly.

The content inside really did not disappoint him, all kinds of miraculous skills and secret techniques were incomparably mysterious and astonishingly powerful.

The Demonic Flame Sect deserves to be one of the six sects of the Demonic Dao, but in terms of aggressiveness, the magical powers of the other sects may be difficult to compare with the Demonic Flame Sect.

But such a powerful secret method naturally requires extremely high requirements.

It records a large number of powerful magic fires, but most of them need to practice some or even several special magic skills for many years to cultivate the magic fire.

Of course, it is also possible to snatch some kind of existing magic flame from other places, refine it and drive it against the enemy.

But if you want to drive these magic fires as you wish, you also need to have a combination of skills and physique, otherwise it will not only be difficult to drive the magic fires, but may even cause some damage to your cultivation base and true essence.

For example, the corpse fire contained in this Qingmingjia corpse.

This corpse fire is so powerful that even the alchemy cultivators dare not be contaminated.

If one wants to use this corpse fire for one's own use, one needs to practice a kind of magic skill recorded in the "Flame Refining Jue" first, and transform oneself into a physique similar to that of refining corpses.

Otherwise, the corpse qi contained in the corpse fire will continuously erode the true essence, causing serious damage to the vitality.

Lu Yunze tapped the center of his brow helplessly, it was impossible for him to devote decades of cultivation to cultivating magic arts.

If he really wanted to do that, Qiong Wuji might be driven mad by him.

However, "Flame Refining Art" also records some secret techniques that can use magic fire without refining, but it can be studied one or two.

In addition, Lu Yunze also found the method of cultivating the Nether Profound Flame in "Flame Refining Jue", as well as the formulas in it.

After careful study, the weakness of this magic fire was immediately exposed.

But it doesn't seem to be useful, this magic fire is currently in the hands of Luo of the Ghost Sect, and besides the Netherworld Xuanhuo, that person also has three ancient treasures, the Xiangliu Tu and the Dragon and Phoenix Double Rings!

He was out of his mind to find this kind of guy to die, even if there was a Tiger King puppet.

You know, the Qingming armored corpse, which is also not weaker than the mid-stage alchemy, was chopped into two pieces by the dragon and phoenix double rings in one encounter.

but……

Lu Yunze's eyes flickered, and he reached out to touch his chest.

There is a storage bag next to the body, which contains the Spirit Transformation Talisman, Liuding Tianjia Talisman and several ancient treasures.

When he advances to alchemy, most of the things in it can be used.

At that time, Lu Yunze had enough confidence to beat Wang Luo with a hang.

Lu Yunze breathed a sigh of relief, and drove the bamboo raft to go to the market in Huangfeng Valley to buy some things. By the way, he told Han Li that the ancient teleportation array had already been repaired.

As a result, he had just crossed the border of Yue country when a sound transmission talisman came through the air.

After receiving the sound transmission note, Qiong Wuji's voice rang in his ears.

After listening carefully, Lu Yunze let out a long sigh, and turned around on the bamboo raft and flew towards the Moon Sect.

……

The border of Vietnam, Jinguyuan.

Accompanied by billowing black air and ghost cries, seven or eight Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators stepped on flying swords, and several skulls hovered around them, shooting towards the sky.

"Quick! Those two evil stars are catching up!" The leading late-stage foundation-establishment monk was already a top-level existence on the battlefield of this foundation-establishment stage.

However, now he has a terrified expression on his face, and the flying sword under his feet is urged to the extreme by him, directly throwing a large part of the people behind him.

"Damn madman! Why are you so unlucky today to meet this bastard!" The leader Moxiu cursed in his heart.

There was a sound of piercing through the air behind him, accompanied by screams and the strange sound of a human body falling to the ground.

The leader Moxiu didn't look back. Ever since they met those two evil stars, the fate of this group of people was no longer their own.

There is only one reason why he is willing to bring this group of people, and that is to help him attract firepower, so as to increase his chances of getting away.

"Quick! Hurry up!" The sound of piercing through the air sounded again, and a beam of light shot past his body.

The demon cultivator felt a chill in his heart, the foundation-establishing demon cultivators behind him had all been wiped out.

Frightened, Moxiu gritted his teeth, risked his cultivation base to frantically squeeze his true energy, and rushed towards the flying sword under his feet.

In an instant, the flying sword was nearly half as fast as it shot towards the sky.

At this moment, a blue light passed by his side.

Moxiu only felt that half of his body was cold, and one arm disappeared.

"Ah!" Moxiu let out a scream, and the mana all over his body was vented, and he fell from the flying sword.

Before he landed, a pillar of fire appeared out of thin air, reducing the man to ashes.

The flames dissipated, and Lu Yunze's figure holding the red flame flag appeared on the ground.

The blue light in the sky swooped down and reached Lu Yunze's side in the blink of an eye, revealing Han Li's figure.

At this time, he was still wearing the same Huangfenggu school uniform for thousands of years, but there was a pair of blue wings several feet long behind him, and there was a faint blue wind hovering between them.

"The seven foundation establishment demon cultivators seem to be quite rich." Lu Yunze smiled and threw a stack of storage bags to Han Li.

"This is enough for you to buy that golden spirit seed."

Han Li took the storage bag, put it skillfully into his pocket, and then looked towards the horizon with some worry.

"It's getting dark, and the next is the battlefield for those alchemy monks, we should go."

"Is it getting dark?" Lu Yunze took a look, the sun was already westward, but there was still a while before going down the mountain.

"That's not enough, why don't we make another vote, I just found out that there is a team of magicians at 600 meters to the west."

Han Li rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Do you still want to be chased around like last time? I won't accompany you."

Hearing Han Li's words, Lu Yunze suddenly remembered something, subconsciously shuddered, quickly released the bamboo raft, and flew towards the Seven Faction camp together with Han Li.

The incident Han Li mentioned happened a year ago, not long after Lu Yunze and the others arrived at the front line.

At that time, the seven sects and six sects were still in the period of melee, and they did not tacitly leave the battlefield during the day to the monks who established the foundation, and the monks at the alchemy stage to fight against each other at night.

Lu Yunze followed a group of Foundation Establishment disciples, and was recognized by the opponent as soon as he went to the front line. As a result, he was chased by the alchemy cultivator on the opposite side and flew around, almost pulling out the Tiger King puppet.

Fortunately, the Seven Factions had made sufficient preparations this time. Once the formation opened, no matter how indiscriminately bombarded they were, it would be of no avail.

Since then, the two sides have fought several more games, and then formed the current tug-of-war situation where there are one dozen every month and one small dozen every day.

Lu Yunze also avoided the situation of being crazily targeted by the alchemy monks on the opposite side, and started a career of abusing fish in fish ponds, and this fight lasted for a year.

(End of this chapter)