Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Jiayuan City.

The royal mansion.

The young man in white was sitting casually on the stone bench in the gazebo, while the owner stood aside respectfully, without showing any dissatisfaction.

After quietly listening to Wang Ziling's words.

Li Feiyu glanced at Wang Ziling with satisfaction...

Judging from the verbal description, the infiltration of the Jiang country by the six sects of magic is really not in a big way or full of loopholes.

If it wasn't for Wang Ziling who was born in Feng Xingzi, seeing all directions and listening to all directions, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to discover the clues.

Of course, not all Feng Xingzi can see it.

But it's just that Wang Ziling has this ability...

After all, in the original book, Wang Ziling was the popular guy who could catch Han Li at a glance, and took him to the secret shop.

This vision is destined not to be possessed by ordinary Fengxingzi.

"It's also possible that I'm paranoid."

"Although Jiang Country doesn't have much power in its own country, it is separated by Yue Kingdom and Tianluo Kingdom. There are seven major factions supporting it, and there is also the Zhengdao League behind it... I don't think it will be a big deal."

On the other hand, Wang Ziling was a little uneasy, as if he was worried that he would mislead Li Feiyu, so he smiled and said a few words of reassurance.

"What if the Zhengdao League and the Six Demonic Sects reach an agreement to annex their respective neighboring countries?"

only.

Li Feiyu's rhetorical question directly frightened Wang Ziling, who was stunned and speechless on the spot.

"This... this is impossible..."

"It's not something you have to think about."

Li Feiyu was noncommittal, ignored Wang Ziling's mood at this time, but said lightly: "I am very satisfied that you can wait for more than five years... Now I will fulfill my original promise."

"Now you have two choices!"

"I'll give you a Foundation Establishment Pill as compensation, and from now on, all grievances between you and me will be wiped out."

"another one……"

Li Feiyu flipped his hand, and a brand new black and white jade slip appeared in his hand: "This is the Xuan Yin Sutra!"

He flicked it casually.

Quietly looking at Wang Ziling who was holding the jade slip and poking into his spiritual consciousness to check.

Wang Ziling is very suitable to run around and handle affairs for him.

It's a pity that his aptitude is too poor and his age is not young. Even if he has entered the foundation building stage, he still doesn't have the strength to do things for him.

Therefore, he gave this newly recorded volume of Xuanyin Sutra, hoping that Wang Ziling would learn from Yuehuang to practice the incarnation outside the body, condense the 'Shadan', and become a fake Jindan!

The six sects of magic are about to invade, this is a good opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

He can capture the foundation-builder cultivator of the demonic way, and speed up the condensation of the evil core in the Prince's Mausoleum regardless of the cost.

Of course, it is not realistic to rely solely on Wang Ziling's fake golden elixir to gain a firm foothold in the resource trading line between Tiannan and Luan Xinghai.

Afterwards, he will borrow the song soul from Han Lina.

The strength of the two fake golden elixirs is enough to learn from Yan Lingbao to establish a market in Yuanwu Kingdom, which was not invaded by the six demon sects.

And one is conscious, one is not conscious, it is undoubtedly a good combination of mutual cooperation!

After a while.

Wang Ziling's face turned pale after reading the Xuanyin Sutra.

He looked at Li Feiyu, but Li Feiyu ignored him, and just looked at the sky with a playful look of finding something interesting.

"Tuk-tuk!"

At this time, Li Feiyu lightly tapped on the stone table, making a clear sound of gold and stone.

"The sorcery cultivated by absorbing the essence and blood of monks... the seven major sects should be forbidden..."

"True!"

"I do!"

Following Li Feiyu's knock on the stone table again, Wang Ziling's pale face flashed with ruthlessness, and a hint of fanaticism appeared in his eyes!

No one can refuse the opportunity to form an alchemy!

nobody!

Li Feiyu took a deep look, not surprised.

Standing up, he patted Wang Ziling's shoulder.

A soul-stirring insect taken out of the 'little water-avoiding bead' was imperceptibly smashed into Wang Ziling's body.

This is not the same as before!

Before, he didn't care whether Wang Ziling would tip off the news.

Now, Wang Ziling is working for him!

He will not naively test human nature, because human nature cannot stand the test.

When Soul Stirrer was asleep, even Ye Zhengqi, who was in the late stage of foundation establishment, was unaware of it, which was a suitable countermeasure.

Under Wang Ziling's awe-inspiring eyes, Li Feiyu disappeared indistinctly.

"Senior Li... has become stronger again..."

Holding the black and white jade slips, Wang Ziling finally let out a sigh.

The invisible disappearance, so elusive, is absolutely impossible for a foundation cultivator to do.

Then it is...

Cultivator of alchemy!

Wang Ziling was shocked!

He met Li Feiyu for the first time seven years ago, when the other party was only on the twelfth level of Qi Refining!

seven years later...

Wang Ziling trembled all over, it wasn't because he was afraid, but because he felt that he had made the right bet!

His life may have changed just like this, and the youthful fantasy that had been extinguished...burned up little by little.

...

...

Li Feiyu left the Wang family, but did not leave Jiayuan City immediately.

Because he has already discovered the 'song soul' or to be precise——

The Pill Formation cultivator of the Yulingzong who possessed Quhun's body!

Although this alchemy cultivator from the Yulingzong sect suddenly appeared after the invasion of the demonic way.

But in his memory, during the invasion of the Demonic Dao, Han Li found something unusual. The Quhun had actually been occupied for five or six years...

As a result, at this moment, Qu Hun has actually occupied it for two or three years!

For the past two or three years, he has been in Yuanwu Kingdom, forming alchemy, cultivating his soul...he didn't even care about coming.

Now it's all sorted out together.

A hill outside Jiayuan City.

A pile of rocks on top of a mountain.

A huge and burly creature moved slowly with its hands and feet, as if it was learning to walk again.

On that ugly face, a pair of eyes shone with the brilliance of wisdom.

"Okay, I'm getting used to it more and more!"

"With another two or three years of hard work, I should be able to leave this ghostly place and get rid of that weird little clock in the hands of mortals!"

The big man made a hoarse sound, but his tone was extremely satisfied with his current strange situation.

But he was completely unaware of Li Feiyu who slowly appeared above his head.

The Quhun in front of him is currently at the fifth or sixth level of qi refining. In such a situation, he is obviously still adapting to his body.

Li Feiyu concocted the 'fragrance magic talisman' at random...

Time for a cup of tea.

Li Feiyu crushed the other party's primordial spirit, and the golden core in the dantian also shattered, and there was an extra 'Green Brilliant' flying sword magic weapon in his hand.

but.

This is not the only thing he has gained.

The monks who only recovered the sixth and seventh layers of Qi Refining sect's alchemy could not resist the incense magic talisman at all.

Li Feiyu asked the other party about the coma of the bloodline dragon...

These years, the Bloodline Jiao has been in a coma, and he has not responded to several times of spiritual communication with him.

If it wasn't for sure that he was still alive, he would have suspected that the bloodline dragon was dead.

Unfortunately.

This alchemy cultivator of the Spirit Controlling Sect is good at controlling insects, and he can only talk about the entry-level level of controlling beasts, so he can't explain his doubts.

In addition, it is related to the refining method of the "Luhuang" flying sword magic weapon.

And the place where the other party died!

Looking at Qu Hun who had turned into wood again, Li Feiyu shook his head slightly, and waved his hand...

Straight into the storage bag!

Qu Hun is a puppet.

Naturally it can be stored in a storage bag.

After doing all this, Li Feiyu's figure flickered.

Appeared again, already in front of a nearby cave...

He saw a huge gray and black praying mantis, exuding a strange gray aura, and a pair of sword-like forelimbs shone with cold light.

On the thin neck, there is a small head.

Two balls of fist-sized green light shone coldly, staring at him emotionlessly!

There will be another chapter later, this Dragon King will never admit defeat!