Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 450: Encounter

The sky is clear, with occasional white clouds drifting slowly with the breeze.

The cry of the dry crow is harsh and unpleasant, which makes people upset, let alone calm down.

At this time, Wang Hu was like this.

Scratching his ears and cheeks, he looked impatient.

"Unbearable?"

Opposite him, a tall and thin man in black robe sat cross-legged and smiled coldly when he saw this:

"It's only been a few days, and you are suffering so hard, the days to come are still early!"

"Senior." Wang Hu sighed, glanced at the dense Gu worms around him, and said helplessly:

"what on earth do you want?"

"Cultivation method, I have already told you."

"No." Dugu Wuming shook his head slowly:

"The exercises you handed over are incomplete, and you can't get rid of the influence of different bloodlines on the physical body by practicing with them."

"Really?" Wang Hu raised his head and said haha:

"But that's how I cultivate, it's okay, it should be that the exercises vary from person to person..."

"ah!"

A sting made him almost jump up on the spot.

However, his body was restrained, he could only watch helplessly as a few Gu worms held up their tail needles and pierced his legs fiercely.

Under the pain, he couldn't help yelling at the other party:

"Old monster, what do you want to do?"

"I advise you to be more honest." Dugu Wuming said without changing his expression:

"By handing over the exercises, you can save yourself some suffering. You don't want to suffer from the pain of ten thousand gu again, do you?"

Hearing this, even though Wang Hu has always been thoughtful, he couldn't help showing fear on his face.

"senior."

His body softened, begging for mercy:

"What I know, I have already told you everything. This technique is incomplete."

"Oh!" Dugu Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly:

"incomplete?"

"Yes." Wang Hu nodded and said:

"My master just watched the Myriad Spirits Mysterious Art, and made some improvements on a whim."

"fart!"

The roar was like muffled thunder, sweeping across the world in an instant, and even the sky was rolled up with billowing dark clouds.

There is more thunder rolling, and the wind and rain are coming.

Dugu Wuming's face is distorted, his eyes are wide open, his forehead is bulging with veins, and he almost looks like a monster:

"Myriad Spirits Mysterious Art was learned from the ancient secret method by the old man. It has been modified many times for more than a thousand years, and there are almost no defects."

"Who can make improvements after taking a look at it?"

"Well……"

Dugu Wuming's anger was as real as it was, and it also made Wang Hu, who was facing him directly, turn pale.

His throat rolled, and he said with difficulty:

"But, my master has indeed improved the Wan Ling Xuan Gong, and he has not practiced it himself."

"It's really... a whim."

These words made Dugu Wuming shrink his eyes, clenched his steel teeth, and after a long time, he smiled coldly and said:

"Junior, your master has aroused my interest. Who is his name and where did he come from?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, the truth was right in front of him.

My own Myriad Spirits Mysterious Art really didn't have the slightest flaw in this little fat man.

There is also no case of alienation.

Wang Hu looked vigilant:

"What do you want to do?"

"Without him." Dugu Wuming said sincerely:

"This kind of outstanding person, I admire very much, and I am fascinated by it. I want to visit him once or twice."

The corner of Wang Hu's mouth twitched.

In the past few days, he has completely understood that although the person in front of him is sometimes normal.

But the spirit is absolutely abnormal!

Once stimulated, he would immediately go into a rage, which is not like a person who has achieved Taoism at all.

The key is.

No one knows which words will irritate him.

Moody.

But the strength is terrifying!

In Wang Hu's view, it is simply a miracle that such people can survive till now.

But this also proves from the side that Dugu Wuming's strength is extremely strong, which is why he has survived until now.

As he thought about it, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said:

"Senior Dugu, you said you were going to visit my master, but in fact you may have malicious intentions?"

Dugu Wuming snorted softly and didn't answer.

"However..." Wang Hu's voice was drawn out, and he said:

"I advise you, don't have such thoughts, my master, he is not an ordinary person."

"Really?" Dugu Wuming showed disdain.

"Don't believe me." Wang Hu raised his eyebrows and said:

"I remember you said that Myriad Souls Mysterious Art is a secret handed down from a certain sect in ancient times, and its origin is mysterious."

"In addition, senior, you have been thinking hard for more than a thousand years, and you have today."

"But my master has only been using this skill for a few months, and he can improve it."

"Do you think..."

"Will he be an ordinary person?"

There was silence.

Dugu Wuming's face darkened, his eyes flickered back and forth, and the power on his body unconsciously dissipated.

really.

As a practitioner of Myriad Spirits Mysterious Art, he is far more aware of the mysteries of this art than others.

In just a few months, it has been improved...

"snort!"

He snorted softly and said:

"Who knows if what you said is true, maybe he has been thinking about my practice for a long time behind his back."

"Hey..." Wang Hu shook his head:

"I'm afraid that you yourself, senior, don't believe this."

"Let me tell you, my master has a special status in Taiyi Sect, even the Golden Core Grandmaster must be polite to him."

Foreign monks worshiped in the sect, and their status was naturally special.

As a master of alchemy, the elixirs he refines are all in high demand, so the golden elixirs should naturally be polite.

What he said is the truth!

Although Dugu Wuming sometimes loses his mind, his realm is high, and he can tell that the other party is not lying.

In my heart, I couldn't help being confused.

Jindan has to be polite, could it be the Nascent Soul?

Yes!

Apart from Daoist Yuan Ying, I am afraid that no one else can defeat my practice.

"Humph!"

Turning his thoughts, he hummed softly again:

"Even if it's really Nascent Soul cultivator, I'm not afraid."

"Yes." Wang Hu shook his head:

"Senior has extraordinary strength and claims to be able to stand side by side with Nascent Soul, but my master is not Nascent Soul."

"Mouth full of nonsense!" Dugu Wuming glanced at him coldly, his face full of disdain:

"Since ten thousand years ago, there have been no monks above Nascent Soul in this world, and it takes a lot of brains to lie."

"Uh..." Wang Hu's expression froze, and his neck straightened immediately:

"My master, what if...if he is a big shot who has lived ten thousand years, didn't you say that you can live ten thousand years?"

This word.

Anyone with a normal IQ would not believe it. Dugu is so ignorant that he really falls into deep thought.

His skills are different, and his brain circuits are also different from ordinary people, so he really thought about this problem seriously.

After a long time, he slowly shook his head:

"impossible!"

"Even if you are a monk who transforms the spirit, you can't live for tens of thousands of years, unless..., definitely impossible!"

While speaking, he raised his head, looked back and forth at Wang Hu, and said:

"Junior, how does your master treat you?"

"It's really good!" Wang Hu raised his head and said:

"Tell me, you may not believe it, but I am my master's only apprentice at present."

"Yeah?"

"certainly!"

"That's good!" Hearing this, Dugu Wuming grinned, and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hu.

"What are you doing?" Wang Hu's expression changed drastically.

"Good thing." Dugu Wuming looked cold and solemn, stretched out his big hand, and covered Wang Hu's head:

"Boy, if you don't want to die, don't move!"

The sound falls.

A strong vitality gathered in the palm, was pressed by mana, and directly penetrated into Wang Hu's body.

"Run the exercises!"

His voice is like thunder, and he has a soul-stirring power, which makes Wang Hu subconsciously operate the method.

Mana flowed through the whole body, and the power of wind and thunder in the blood was also driven.

"good!"

Dugu Wuming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a stream of blood, which landed on Wang Hu.

"There is a magic in all spirits, and the profound art is self-contained."

"Open it for me!"

With a roar, the essence and blood surged wildly, Wang Hu's body trembled, and his physical body also changed accordingly.

The fine hair began to extend, the long hair became curly, and the fingernails turned into curved and hideous shapes.

The breath on his body also skyrocketed.

The early stage of the Dao foundation, the middle stage of the Dao foundation, the completion of the middle stage of the Dao foundation...

"Crazy!"

A long howl pierced the sky.

Wang Hu's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were shining with wind, thunder and lightning, and he didn't know when his back gave birth to wings, which spread out angrily.

"No!"

He raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, his voice was full of grief and anger, and then his head went limp, and he was already fainted on the ground.

"hey-hey."

Dugu Wuming stepped back a few feet, watching Wang Hu collapsed in the swarm of Gu insects.

At this time, Wang Hu, although his hands and feet are still human, is covered with feathers and has wings on his back.

Already, half human and half demon!

If I go out, I'm afraid everyone will shout and beat me.

"Now that you have turned into such a situation, I want to see if your master can change it back?"

With a cold smile, his figure disappeared in place when the wind swept through the field.

…………

At this moment, the master that Wang Hu said could intimidate Dugu Wuming was also in trouble.

Inside the cave.

"Danzhu!"

Don't ask to sit cross-legged and look at the Danzhu in front of you.

The red bead is golden in color and round in body, like a transparent golden bead with a bright halo.

No perception is required.

It's just the instinct of the physical body that can detect how terrifying the essence contained in this pill is.

If refining...

His breathing was involuntary, and even his heart beat half a beat faster.

For a long time, what Mo Qiu was most worried about was that his cultivation could not keep up with the consumption of life energy.

In the early days of Yijiazi Daoji.

According to the examples of other people's practice, it may take nearly two hundred years in the middle stage of Daoji.

In this life, it is still a matter of whether it can advance to the later stage of the Dao Foundation.

Not to mention.

The golden elixir avenue that is far away!

It is also for this reason that many monks will put their minds on their blood relatives after they advance to Daoist foundation.

Practicing...

The possibility of going further is too slim!

The same is true for Mo Qiu.

but now.

Opportunity is here!

Although the Danzhu is far inferior to the inner alchemy of the golden elixir demon cultivator, it can also strengthen the cultivation base and mana.

Turning his thoughts, Mo Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and two strands of flame shot out from the eyes and landed under the Danzhu.

The real fire was blazing, and the Wuzhu pill began to melt slowly, turning into a wisp of pill liquid.

A trace of it quietly floated towards Moqiu's mouth and nose.

The distance is getting closer.

suddenly.

wrong!

Mo Qiu's heart skipped a beat, his mouth, nose, and eyes glared sharply, and he blasted the pill in front of him.

"late!"

The scream pierced the eardrums, and even pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The elixir seemed to be alive, it jumped forward suddenly, directly hit Mo Qiu's face, and penetrated into the flesh.

The terrifying essence poured into the body in an instant.

What is more dangerous is that a remnant soul emerges from the pill and rushes towards the sea of ​​consciousness that cannot be sought.

It's the centipede!

Mo Qiu's heart skipped a beat, his face was cold.

Obviously, the thousand-legged centipede knew that he would die, so he hid his remnant soul in the pill.

When someone refines it, they will take the opportunity to possess the body and seize the body.

It is not that such things have never happened in the records of Zongmen classics, so Mo Qiu started to burn and refine with real fire.

Logically speaking.

If there is a remnant soul hidden in the Danzhu, it will never escape the burning of the real fire, not to mention the search for it with spiritual thoughts.

But don't want to.

This thousand-legged centipede was able to hide so deep, if it wasn't for seeing the success with the eyes and the abnormal fluctuation of the mind, it is impossible to find it.

but……

A remnant soul wants to take my body?

Mo Qiu gave a sneer, and the Vientiane Buddha, the Prison, the Six Rens Divine Soldiers, and the Tongxin Bead instantly became one.

A nether world, rising from the altitude!