Immortality begins with whale hunting

Chapter 195: Join the Divine Court and be promoted to Divine Script Master
Roja was very surprised by the spiritual will of the ascetic monk Bai Xi.

In his opinion, the strength of this ascetic monk was enough to be promoted to a divine scribe. The only thing missing was a ray of true silver energy and the secret method of the divine court.

"Want to become a divine scribe? It seems possible."

Roja was a little moved.

In this way, not only some precious treasures, but also Bai Xuan will be introduced to the Taoism by him, and his connections and status in Crescent City will be improved.

"Friend, you can just wait here and leave this matter to me."

Roja left a word and left in a hurry.

The promotion of the Divine Script Master is also a profitable thing. Roja will naturally handle all the procedures when he is involved in it.

This is the reason why Bai Xuan chose Luo Ya. With the Suler tribe and Luo Ya acting as intermediaries, it would have been difficult for Shenting to detect his infiltration unless Shenting paid great attention to it.

Of course, it would be another matter to go directly to Crescent City to join the Divine Court.

Once the identity is discovered, the consequences will naturally be tragic. Bai Xuan suspects that this is how Yue Yin died.

Bai Xuan waved his hand, and the Wild Blood Pill Furnace flew out.

The spirit of the alchemy furnace exclaimed.

"Since I want to join the Divine Court, I naturally can't use this body of my own. The body of the First Witch is too powerful, and it can be recognized by a true god at a glance... It's time to change my body."

In the tent, Bai Xuan looked calm.

It is naturally easy to control the flesh and blood of mortals with the method of alchemy.

"You did very well."

The only problem is that the recovered corpse has no spiritual thoughts and is just a living dead.

For the Pure Yang God Demon, the step of igniting the divine fire requires the utmost control over every ounce of flesh and blood in one's body in order not to be burned alive by one's own flames.

The Baixuan Pill Furnace was opened, and the water and fire were activated. More than ten corpses were involved in it in an instant, and all the aging, impurities, and corruption were refined away.

He redeemed the "Secret Code of Thousand Souls Seizing the Body and Dividing Souls" just for this time.

After seven years of experience, he was finally reborn, his spirit and will burst out, as if he had awakened the wisdom of his previous life, and became a mortal who could be called powerful.

"go with!"

"Fizz!"

Dang Dang Dang!
Different thoughts emerged in each thought, intertwined into memories, broken and reorganized over and over again, becoming old rapidly.

This is the case for every mortal. Most thoughts will disappear automatically, and then new thoughts will arise during collisions.

It was designed for inheritance, and its intelligence is much more agile than treasures of the same level. It has been a long time since I have communicated with Bai Xuan, and it is still a buzzing sound.

"Master, your current strength is truly astonishing. You have already reached the level of Pure Yang God and Demon."

Bai Xuan's spiritual thoughts are now so powerful that he can create phantom bodies at will. Although it cannot exceed a certain number at most, it will not have any effect even if it is hundreds of miles away.

This camp has been filled with blood, and there is no one alive. There are dead people lying everywhere, dressed in bandit costumes, with fear still on their faces.

However, this problem can also be solved.

Great geniuses often come to this world, and the Divine Court is naturally aware of them and even hates them.

The Six-Tailed Demon Scorpion was very careful in its attack, barely breaking a few corpses, although some of them exploded into blood mist.

As Bai Xuan weaves, the flesh and blood are also changing slightly, and faint traces of wind and sand appear on the face.

At Bai Xuan's current level, the Tao Yun of Water and Fire has already reached the realm of perfection, and with the Divine Mind of Two Tribulations, he can refine a dead person and restore life with just a snap of a finger.

"When I have time, I will refine you into a high-grade treasure when I return to Yuqingxing."

In the center of the camp, a huge six-tailed scorpion opened its eyes, hissed, and welcomed its master.

But in just a moment, the endless fluctuations of water and fire, like a miraculous workmanship, worked as expected, refining and shaping flesh and blood bit by bit, like kneading mud and water, and spit out a young figure with a hiss, no different from Bai Xuan, with a solemn expression and resolute eyebrows. , like marble sculptures.

Bai Xuan finished weaving the last memory, and the more than three thousand thoughts naturally began to spin. After a while, less than half of them quietly broke and disappeared, and many new thoughts were born.

"Finish."

The Pure Furnace Alchemy Technique of the Wild Blood Alchemy Furnace is still somewhat accomplished in manipulating flesh and blood. It can even be refined at will to remove the dead energy from zombie flesh and blood and restore life.

One minute and sixteen can lower the level of divine thoughts by one level, and one minute and two hundred and fifty-six can suppress divine thoughts to the level of a calamity.

His phantom body stayed where he was, and his real body merged into the void. He arrived at a deserted sand place thousands of miles away. It was a small oasis and a city was built. Withered human heads and bones were inserted everywhere to show its majesty.

Bai Xuan put three thousand of these ordinary thoughts into the body, and with a movement of his spiritual thoughts, like a sculptor, he carved in it stroke by stroke.

Bai Xuan is weaving a life in which the ascetic monk named "Bai Xi" was born in an ordinary oasis tribe. Because his spirit was not naturally strong enough, he went to the desert to practice hard.

This body was naturally used by Bai Xuan for his sneak cultivation.

He is refining this body.

Shenting is the place where the highest inheritance of spiritual cultivation is located. There are few inheritances of the same level in Yuqing Star. If you want to sneak in with your body in front of a true god of this level, even if you have full points in the White Xuan Ghost Immortal Path, it will not be enough. grasp.

Bai Xuan said lightly.

No matter how powerful the untransformed divine mind is, it will only be considered to be a gifted person with a strong spiritual will.

Bai Xuan's thoughts about the second calamity began to diverge sharply.

Only those beings with extraordinary strong wills can have thoughts that are permanent and lively without becoming rigid and self-destructive.

At this moment, the boy who looked exactly like Bai Xuan was lying there, sleeping in a long dream. No matter whether it was flesh, blood or spiritual thoughts, he was flawless, just like an ascetic monk who had truly spent seven years of asceticism.

In an instant.

Bai Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the "Ascetic Monk Bai Xuan" with slightly trembling eyelids. He took one step forward, passed through the Void Sea, and returned to the Sule tribe, replacing this body with his own phantom body. .

After a while.

"Ok?"

The ascetic monk Bai Xi opened his eyes, blinked twice blankly, and then integrated into everything in front of him, thinking deeply in his heart.

"Just now it seems that I have entered an extremely long period of trance, but... after my spiritual thoughts have been stabilized, it has become stronger like washing with water. Such an opportunity is really rare."

The ascetic monk Bai Xi was just like Bai Xuan when he was young. He had a sense of crisis in his heart. He seized all the time to practice. After a while, he put the matter behind and continued to immerse himself in meditation.

"It's done."

Bai Xuan stood in his own part of the sky, and outsiders could not see him at all.

When he saw this sentence, the clone had no doubt that he was there. He knew that there should be no problem with his hand, and he nodded secretly in his heart.

This clone is completely differentiated from his own thoughts. His thoughts are immortal. No matter how they change, as long as he has a thought, he can feel confused and see his true self. But until the time comes, it will be difficult for anyone to realize that this is a clone of the Pure Yang God Demon.

There is no flaw in the mind, the body, etc. Unless there is a true god who is proficient in the way of time to see the past, it is indeed impossible to cover it up, but generally speaking, this is rarely the case.

If there really is a true god who personally inspects it, he can't blame others. Bai Xuan can only admit defeat. No matter what method he uses, it will be difficult to escape this disaster. If so, he would only lose a clone.

"In that case, it's time for me to do my thing."

Bai Xuan glanced at the clone. In an instant, Tianyu merged into the void sea and disappeared.

……

After only a few days, Roja came back.

He didn't notice the changes in Bai Xuan's clone at all, and vowed:
"Friend, I am your patron now. In the future, we will practice together in the same temple and we must support each other..."

He has been to Crescent City in the past few days and has opened up the joints, paving the way for Bai Xuan.

This is only one-tenth of the price of poison repellent beads, which is nothing at all.

"That's natural."

Bai Xuan's clone said happily.

He followed Luo Ya and left the Suler tribe. As for the girl's faint longing for the divine scribe's apprentice, he also saw it, but it had nothing to do with him. He was devoted to the Tao and just wanted to practice.

Their goal is Crescent City, a huge oasis city with the Divine Script Master's Temple!
……

the other side.

"According to what these people say, Lord Ribbon will arrive in as little as a few months or as long as half a year."

Bai Xuan's body is on the void sea, overlooking the vast sea of ​​sand.

"You have to be prepared for an ambush."

Of course, he would not seize the high-level inheritance of Shenting with just one clone.

He has checked the true silver energy in the Nine Sky Cloud Rails. One ray is worth thousands of points. Even in this vast sea of ​​sand, it is extremely precious. Except for the first ray, ordinary divine writers can obtain it directly. Everyone has to go through a lot of hardships to get even one star. For example, the divine script master who was killed by Bai Xuan even had to bloodbath the tribe and extort money one by one before he could buy a ray of true silver energy.

If this continues, Bai Xuan won't be able to get enough true silver energy for decades.

"It's more reliable to rob directly."

Bai Xuan arrived in the Void Sea, concentrated for a moment, and secretly activated the ritual. After about an hour, a long light pattern, majestic and unparalleled, descended.

This is the Nine Sky Cloud Rail. By connecting to it with just a thought, Bai Xuan can retrieve all kinds of information.

The information in this will not be updated from time to time, and it is impossible to record every powerful person in the divine court, but the abilities of different levels of divine writers are recorded in detail.

"A water-level divine scripter is really powerful in combat."

Bai Xuan flipped through the information.

A water-level divine scripter has the same spiritual thoughts as Bai Xuan, about two calamities, a crystal-level one has three calamities, and a god-level one has four calamities or more.

At this level, the true power of manifesting divine texts is enough to suppress innate gods and demons, so Bai Xuan must act with caution.

After reading this information, Bai Xuan wrote it down in his mind one by one, and then disconnected the Nine Sky Cloud Rail.

"It's time to decorate."

Since Bai Xuan was hiding and the other party was hiding, then his attack must be an ambush.

The opportunity for an ambush is in his hand, and Bai Xuan is 100% sure to kill the opponent with a gun!
but.

brush!
Bai Xuan glanced below and saw a huge terrifying shadow passing by in the turbulent flow of the Void Sea. Although it seemed real and illusory, it was as huge as a planet. It was so big that it filled the endless field of vision, which inevitably made people feel sad. shock.

"I can't stay too long in this void sea. I have Tianyu to protect me. If I go directly deep into it, even the void whale will be torn to pieces by some weird beings."

Bai Xuan didn't stop any longer, took one step forward, and disappeared hundreds of miles away in an instant.

……

Crescent City.

In this city, there is the temple of the Divine Court, in which there are two fog-level divine script masters in charge of affairs, and one is the chief priest. They do not interfere with the outside world and focus on cultivation, trying to break through the water level.

There are nine Qi-level divine script masters under him, and Luo Ya is one of them.

Bai Xuan's clone was led into the door by him and went through a series of checks. It took him three months to be extremely cautious. Only after it was confirmed that there were no problems, he was allowed to enter the Crescent Temple.

Afterwards, he fasted for another month, and finally received a baptism, received a divine inscription, which became "electricity", and refined a ray of true silver energy, becoming a candidate divine inscription master.

True Silver Qi is a kind of mysterious Qi that is full of bright silver. It looks ethereal and indescribable, but once Bai Xuan's clone's spiritual thoughts are integrated, it immediately undergoes a qualitative change, as if it has gone through a thunderstorm, and glows with a faint silver color.

Solid, true, strong...

Bai Xuan's clone merged into this ray of true silver energy, and half of his thoughts turned into silver. Then he practiced the secret code of the manifestation of divine inscriptions. In just a few days, he could manifest a divine inscription, emit lightning, and split More than ten meters of ground.

Roja exclaimed again and again, calling him a genius.

Bai Xuan's clone spent another month, and finally his strength increased greatly. He truly mastered this divine inscription, and his combat power soared. He became a trainee divine inscription master and began to receive tasks to slay demons and gain experience.

He traveled around the area around Crescent City, passing through each tribe and killing all the weak monsters around them.

Of course, there are also times when encountering powerful monsters that are difficult to defeat with just one hand of lightning. At this time, Bai Xuan's clone has no choice but to run away decisively.

Fortunately, he was cautious by nature and did not fight an unprepared battle, so he survived all the way without any life or death crisis.

Half a year has passed, and Bai Xuan's clone has almost completely changed. His mind has become much more fortified, and he has completely digested that ray of true silver energy and integrated into this identity.

He is a trainee divine script master, Bai Xi, who has mastered the divine script of "electricity"!
night.

Bai Xuan's clone was sleeping in a luxurious tent of a tribe. Suddenly, a figure appeared, and a finger gently touched his forehead.

"Hmm...I see, this true silver energy has such an effect."

Bai Xuan stood there, as if he had some realization.

There are records in the Nine Sky Cloud Rails. True Silver Qi is classified as one of the treasures of heaven and earth. There is almost no way to hide it. There is no danger in directly absorbing it.

Of course, this also requires refining. Everyone's spiritual power is different, and the amount of true silver energy that can be refined is also different. For example, at the level of Bai Xuan's clone, the maximum limit can be reached by refining only ten strands at most, but for Bai Xuan, Xuan Li, a thousand wisps are just sprinkles.

"It is estimated that it will require six thousand strands of True Silver Qi...or perhaps sixty drops of True Silver Holy Water."

Bai Xuan thought in his heart.

He has received news that the water-level divine master will arrive in Crescent City in about half a month.

(End of this chapter)