Passive Cultivation of Techniques: Training to Become Buddha in a Demonic Sect

The soul burial tree is still there.

In other words, the spirit ghost is still inside.

Lu Li was overjoyed.

However, he did not immediately rush to cut down the soul burial tree and grab the spirit ghost inside.

This is too obvious and easy to cause suspicion.

"That's right! The Blood Devouring Sky Swallowing Technique can swallow everything. I wonder if it can swallow the pure Yin Qi in the Soul Burial Tree to raise the realm?"

Lu Li suddenly thought of something, he paused, and muttered to himself.

After speaking, stepping out in one step, like a ghost, floated up to the nearest hillside and fell in front of a three-foot-high soul-burial tree.

Then he punched it out.

boom.

Juli exploded.

The soul burial tree was hit by the waist on the spot and collapsed suddenly.

At the moment when the big tree broke and collapsed, a cloud of cold and white air burst out from the trunk and swept across the surrounding area.

These are the pure Yin Qi that the Soul Burial Tree has been sucking over the years, icy blood.

"call!"

Lu Li leaned in and took a sharp breath.

All the pure Yin Qi was swallowed into the abdomen, and then swallowed by the Blood Swallowing Heaven Power.

"Such a big tree, there is such a little pure Yin Qi? Could it be that the smaller the Soul Burial Tree, the more pure Yin Qi accumulated?"

Lu Li looked dissatisfied and looked around.

The next moment, he stared at the soul burial tree where the spirit ghost was.

Then, Lu Li slid in one step, floated down the hillside, shot towards the hillside where the spirit ghost was, and climbed to the top a few times.

Standing in front of the seven-foot-high soul-burial tree, he did not hesitate at all, and directly reached out with his big hand, holding the thick trunk of the bowl.

It snapped vigorously.

Click.

There was a crisp sound.

This soul burial tree was broken directly.

Then, Lu Li threw the upper half of his hand casually, leaning over his head, about to absorb the pure yin air erupting from the tree trunk.

"what!"

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something and gave a startled suspicion.

I saw that there was no white pure yin air from the trunk, but a cloud of black mist that floated out of the trunk.

This cloud of mist was the size of a fist, and it was formed by the condensation of pure black ghost energy, slowly rotating.

Between the ghostly spirit lingering, there was still a trace of golden light gleaming.

Taking a closer look, inside the fog group, it seems that there is still a white and fat baby's soul curled up.

This is the spirit ghost!

There are real ghosts!

Lu Li was overjoyed in his heart, and apart from anything else, he took out the ghost-raising tower, running his mana, and pouring it frantically into the ghost-raising tower.

Hum.

There was a quaver.

The dark ghost raising tower floated up, emitting golden lights, entwining the spirit ghost, and then collecting the spirit ghost into the tower.

At this moment, Linggui seemed to be awakened! He opened his eyes suddenly!

Eyes are scarlet as blood!

Huh!

Suddenly an invisible sound wave suddenly radiated from the misty air mass, shaking away the golden light of the ghost tower.

This is the innate supernatural power of Linggui!

Immediately, the ghost mist swarmed the baby's soul and flew straight to the sky.

It wants to escape!

"Want to go? Stay! Duh!"

Lu Li had already prepared, opened his mouth wide, and let out a loud roar.

This lion roar was very powerful, like a thunder burst, shaking the air.

The sound waves visible to the naked eye, like ripples that spread rapidly, hit the misty air mass flying up in the air.

Suddenly, the misty air mass of the spirit ghost trembled violently and collapsed.

Become extremely thin.

The baby's soul inside seemed to be stunned by this huge roar, and he didn't dare to escape.

Immediately, Lu Li controlled the ghost-raising tower, flying into the sky, emitting a golden light, forming a large net, and covering the spirit ghost.

Huh.

The golden light flashed.

The spirit ghost has disappeared.

It was pulled directly into the space of the ghost tower.

"Haha! This is really a surprise! I actually caught a low-grade spirit ghost!"

With a big move, Lu Li took back the ghost tower and laughed.

After that, he looked solemnly, turned around and ran away without saying anything.

Obviously, he was afraid that someone would jump out to **** his spirit ghost at this time.

"Tsk tusk, this kid is really lucky. You can find a spirit ghost when you run out to practice."

The moment Lu Li turned and left, a man with red hair emerged from the gloomy sky, shaking his head and sighing.

"Isn't that better? Concubines always like lucky men."

Immediately, a charming and beautiful woman appeared out of thin air, lightly teasing her ears and Qingsi, and said with a sweet smile: "Moreover, the posture of this little guy running is the same as when the slave husband came home when the old man next door jumped out of the window anxiously And the posture of escape is exactly the same, which is really missed. The old demon king, husband, don't you think?"

As she said, she suddenly lowered her head and touched her stomach.

Seeing this scene, the red-haired man's expression changed drastically, as if he was thinking of something terrible, and he teleported and disappeared.

He didn't want to be eaten by this poisonous widow and turned into an eternal resentment in her stomach.

…

At this time, Lu Li had already returned to the star-gazing building.

Go directly to the top level.

Under the shining sunlight, Lu Li sat on the huge jade bed and began to run the Zixia Refinement Sutra.

Holding the ghost tower in his hand, he felt carefully.

In his reaction, inside the empty first floor of the ghost raising tower, there was also a cloud of ghost mist shining with extremely weak golden light.

It is the sub-grade spirit ghost!

This low-grade spirit ghost seemed to be very frightened, and honestly shrank in the corner of the ghost tower, motionless.

The ghostly spirit around his body has also become very light.

As if it would dissipate at any time.

However, at this time, strands of black ghost air floated from the bottom of the ghost raising tower, which automatically merged into the fog of the lower-grade spirit ghost, enriching the spirit ghost.

The mist of the spirit ghost gradually solidified.

Lu Li was relieved now.

Fortunately, this ghost-raising tower can help the injured ghost recover and become stronger. Otherwise, the fog will dissipate, and the spirit ghost born inside will also die directly under the mighty power of heaven and earth.

In this way, the 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones are gone.

Yes, Lu Li decided to sell this low-grade spirit ghost.

The reason is also very simple.

As a result, now he is so poor that he has no time, energy or money to cultivate this low-grade spirit ghost.

Secondly, it is still poor.

He needs a lot of low-grade spirit stones to quickly improve his cultivation base and strength.

The most important thing is that this mature child who devours the blood and swallows the sky knows how to help find the spirit ghost to supplement his family. Maybe he will find a middle-grade spirit ghost next time!

Even the top grade spirit ghost!

Linggui has four ranks: low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade.

Inferior spirit ghosts can only practice until the foundation building period at most.

The middle-grade spirit ghost has a small chance to be promoted to Jin Dan.

High-grade spirit ghosts have a high chance of practicing to the Golden Core Stage, and even have a slight chance of being promoted to the Nascent Soul!

As for the legendary superb spirit ghost, I heard that it can be cultivated to a higher realm.

The way to distinguish spirit ghost ranks is also very simple, the higher the quality, the richer the golden light around the spirit ghost.

Once the legendary superb spirit ghost is born, the golden light shines hundreds of miles away! Earth-shattering!

Naturally, the higher the quality, the rarer it is.

The entire Yin Ming ghost sect has been established for more than three thousand years, and only three top-grade spirit ghosts have emerged, and there are only 20 top-grade spirit ghosts.

"I hope that the Blood Devouring Heaven Skill will find a middle-grade spirit ghost next time I go out, that's fine."

Lu Li was not greedy, and prayed secretly.

A middle-grade spirit ghost is equivalent to a magic weapon of a golden core master.

About 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

Converted, it is one million low-grade spirit stones.

If he really finds a middle-grade spirit ghost, he can cultivate to the golden core stage with peace of mind, without worrying about the spirit stone.

"But... to whom should the low-grade spirit ghost be sold?"

Lu Li frowned.

Two figures immediately appeared in his mind.

A girl in green, green lotus.

A white-robed brother, eighth brother, Bai Jinfei.

Or, dedicated to real ghosts and demons to gain greater benefits?

But the next moment, Lu Li immediately vetoed it.

This is the magic sect.

The people of the demon sect are cruel and selfish, and the true ghosts really take his spirits and don't reward them, so he can't help it.

At that time, only a spirit ghost will be lost.

The woman in Luhe has too many calculations and too strong, and it is easy to be pitted when looking for her.

So, sell it to Bai Jinfei!

After all, they are the same.

And... this person seems to have some avenues, maybe you can get a few Buddhism exercises from him.

Lu Li thought about it, made up his mind, and walked out of the star-gazing building directly with the ghost tower and headed straight to Bai Jinfei's palace.