Chapter 388: Too much bullying

There is no time to cultivate immortality. Wuqi and the four of them practiced in the back mountain of Qingya Mountain for a year and five months in the blink of an eye. Of course, the external attitude was that the four of them had damaged their friendly relations with the Qiyingmen, so they thought for seventeen months in the Xiuxin Pond.

After seventeen months of hard practice, Princess Chengle, the King of the Show Holy Spirit, and the Cat Dragon have made great progress. Princess Chengle condensed into a congenital soul, but the soul is definitely different from the Nascent Soul and the Soul. Outsiders cannot sense her actual strength at all. After Wuqi taught her the technique of stealing the fake baby from the scriptures, Princess Chengle condensed more than a dozen fake babies with interest, basically including more than a dozen natural forces such as earth, water, fire, wind, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, lightning, thunder, clouds, fog, and rainstorms. Her exposing aura is naturally the peak level of the Nascent Soul.

Xian Shengling Jun and Cat Dragon finally entered the realm of enlightenment several times with the power of the Heart Shaving Pool. Although each time lasted only three or five days, the benefits obtained were also frighteningly great. Both of them had become hazy and could communicate with the power of heaven and earth at any time to temper the Nascent Soul and condense the immortal soul. Just to participate in the gambling battle, they controlled their cultivation and remained at the Nascent Soul realm.

As for Wuqi, he did nothing for more than a year, but he just kept tempering his body, and took the Dragon Transformation Sutra to a big step forward.

The Dragon Transformation Sutra is a body-making technique created by the dragon clan for its own bloodline. The highest is the Nine Changes of the Divine Dragon, the second level is the Eighteen Changes of the Heavenly Dragon, and the second level is the Thirty-Six Changes of the True Dragon, which corresponds to the grades of Taiyi Jinxian, Jinxian and Tianxian. However, the Dragon Transformation Sutra also has a more low-level method, that is, the Three Changes of the Dragon Transformation below the True Dragon Transformation.

The three transformations of the dragon are used to make those low-level dragons, such as the big python and big fish cultivated by the dragon to increase blood concentration, enhance body strength, and then overcome the heavenly tribulation and ascend to a true dragon. The first transformation of the dragon is corresponding to the acquired, innate, and golden elixir realm, and the second transformation of the dragon is corresponding to the Nascent Soul cultivator and the third transformation of the dragon is corresponding to the cultivator in the Yuanshen realm and the process of ascension through the tribulation.

Now Wuqi, after more than a year of hard practice, has forged his body and completed all the skills of the third transformation of the dragon.

The dragon is not a real dragon clan. It is often called a demon dragon by the orthodox pure-blooded dragon clan, and is even despised by the arrogant dragon clan. Therefore, the body of the dragon cultivated is full of muscle lumps all over the body, and its sharpness is like a newly tempered sword, full of a formidable power. With every move, there is a huge force of force to carry you, and a mountain can be pushed down with a light palm.

The physical body of the dragon clan is one of the top physical bodies in the Zhoutian world. Wuqi has cultivated the third transformation of the dragon transformation technique. The physical strength is several times stronger than that of the cultivator of the Yuanshen realm who specializes in body-building, and his muscles are really equivalent to iron blocks. If an ordinary qi-refining cultivator is accidentally approached by him, he can break the opponent's bones and tendons with one blow. If there is no supreme spiritual weapon to protect him, it is not impossible to fall on the spot.

A low breath sounded like thunder, and a piece of ground near the Xixin Pool suddenly raised. Wuqi, who was naked, pushed the thick rock layer with brute force and drilled out from the ground. Princess Zhengle was already standing aside, with a ball of clear water several feet in diameter floating in front of her, and a snow-white towel on her hand. When Wuqi took a deep breath, Princess Zhengle had gently dipped the clean water with the towel, helping Wuqi wipe away the earth, stones and dust on her body.

While wiping Wuqi's body, Princess Chengle smiled slightly sarcastically and said, "Look at how scary you are now!"

Wuqi put away his martial arts, looked helplessly at his body, which had become like a knife, axe, and was full of muscle mass everywhere, and smiled helplessly: "When you pass the heavenly tribulation and start practicing the transformation of the true dragon, it will not be like this. The shape of the true dragon is like wind, rain, fog, and lightning. It can swallow the world, and the small one can hide it in mustard seeds. The magical powers and magical magic will change endlessly, so it will not be like this."

His fingers poked Wuqi's muscles like two alloy ingots on his chest. Princess Zhengle curled her lips and raised her hand, hitting Wuqi heavily on her body. With a "slam" sound, Wuqi was wet, but in the blink of an eye, dripping water continued to rotate away from Wuqi's body, bringing all the dust on his body.

He stretched his waist vigorously, and Wuqi's joints all over his body sounded. He took out a robe and put it on his body, and let out a loud whistle.

On the top of a sycamore tree beside her, the little Que'er, standing on the treetops in a daze, fell from the treetops with a "splash" and leaned against each other and hardened to the ground. After a while, the little Que'er realized the whistle of Wuqi. She flapped her wings and flew up, and weakly held a fat belly on top of Wuqi's head, and then grabbed Wuqi's hair fiercely.

Touching Xiao Que'er's fat body, Wuqi sighed helplessly. Perhaps, this is the fattest descendant of the phoenix in history? This guy really doesn't look like a phoenix, but more like a pig. Princess Junle spoiled her too much. For more than a year, she had let her devour a large number of fire-attribute spirit stones every day, and there were countless fresh fruits of various spiritual springs, and she could not digest so much energy. The little Que'er, who had so much food, became obese and dull now.

"Okay, people will mistakenly think that you are a fat hen, and you never dream of actually having the blood of the phoenix." Wuqi shook his head and sighed at Princess Chengle, who was smiling on his face, "This is great. No one will guard against her, well, no one will guard against her!"

Little Queer screamed lazily, opened his mouth and spit out a large piece of grape seeds, hitting a big tree in the distance with a crackling sound, and then burped in a very indecent manner. If those noble and sacred pure blood phoenixes saw the current Little Queer, they would have to immediately destroy it and kill Wuqi and others to silence them? This has lost all the face of the Phoenix clan!

Using the Spiritual Art to awaken the Shengsheng Spirit Lord, who was immersed in the state of enlightenment, the four of them gathered together for a while, and a cloud flew over from afar. A small Taoist boy stood on the cloud and shouted from afar: "Four masters, the ancestors and grandfathers, the four masters can leave the Xixin Pool and prepare for the gambling battle in one month. Please ask the four masters to leave the back mountain quickly and do not stop any longer!"

The little Taoist boy shouted, took out a spiritual talisman and shook it casually. The spiritual talisman turned into ashes, and a ray of spiritual light shot out. Suddenly, a cloud of smoke in the heart pool changed, and the star light reflected from the water in the heart pool also suddenly changed. Now the heart pool has no miraculous effect of helping people realize the truth, leaving only the effect of releasing cold air and flames at noon to help people "clean their hearts and face the wall".

He bowed to the little Taoist boy, Wuqi took out a storage bag and threw it casually. The storage bag brought a breeze and flew more than a mile away, falling into the little Taoist boy's hand. The little Taoist boy was stunned, and his spiritual sense penetrated into the storage bag, and was immediately startled by the hundred top-grade spirit stones inside. He hurriedly bowed to Wuqi and said, "Thank you for your kind gift, my disciple, goodbye!" The little Taoist boy walked away happily, and Wuqi and others also set up cloud groups and slowly flew towards Qingmu Peak.

As soon as he flew out of the range behind Qingya Mountain, the catfish shouted: "Oh, aren't you hungry? I haven't eaten a grain of rice for more than a year, so I'm very hungry!"

The catfish's eyes were spinning rapidly. She raised her right hand and said, "For the past year, my aunt, I, was traveling in the Nascent Soul. There is a large valley five thousand miles east of Qingmu Peak. There is a lot of monsters in it, and they are all fat!"

Xian Shengling Jun glared at the catfish, touched his belly, and said dryly: "That place, these days, I have also been around there for a few times. Well, plump is plump, but that is the place where Yuanhua Sect stores monsters to serve monster pets or mounts for disciples... Our belly is quite big!"

Wuqi took Princess Chengle's hand and ignored them.

The body of the Holy Spirit Lord and the Cat Dragon is huge. No matter how fat the monster is, they can eat more than 100 people in one meal. The demon pet mounts raised by Yuanhuamen are embarrassed to start! Princess Zhengle chuckled and said, "Forget it, go find a secular city and buy thousands of animals. The people of Longbo from Wuqi also like blood food. These days, aren't they complaining about eating meat and drinking every day?"

Wuqi nodded, picked his fingers, and the Yuling ring on it emitted a large piece of white light.

Just as the four of them were joking, Princess Junle suddenly had a slightly moved her ear and looked down with a cold face.

Following Princess Zhengle's gaze, Wuqi also looked down, and when he saw this, his heart suddenly felt a burst of anger rushed to his forehead.

Before Wuqi could react, Princess Zhengle had already flashed and suddenly reached the small hill of Yaoshan dozens of miles away. She raised her hand and slapped it out in a crackling manner. On the hill, two young Taoist robes in blue Taoist robes screamed and turned over to the ground, her mouth full of big teeth sprayed out like popcorn, and her face was covered with blood.

The two young Taoists were still rolling on the ground. Princess Zhengle rushed over and stepped on their heads fiercely. "Dangdang" made dozens of consecutive sounds, and the two young Taoists' heads were stomped into the fertile soil more than one foot deep, and the mud was covered with all their faces.

In the medicine field, two girls who were rescued by Cat Jiao and Xian Shengling Jun from Yun Wuqi of Luo Lingge more than a year ago were kneeling pitifully on the ground, their coarse robe was tattered, revealing large pieces of white and tender skin, and several dazzling whip marks were sold on their skin.

Princess Chengle trampled on the heads of the two young Taoists fiercely, and she shouted angrily: "I told people to take good care of their sisters. You dare to use torture to impose them. Damn bastards, who gave you the courage?" When she saw Princess Chengle, the two girls burst into tears at the same time. They stood up, grabbed Princess Chengle's sleeve tightly, and refused to let go again.

Wuqi flew down with a gloomy face, looked at the two young Taoists who were unconscious by Princess Junle, and snorted coldly: "What is this thing that doesn't know what life or death? Are you bullying a new disciple?"

At this moment, a roar came from a distance: "Bold, who dares to oppress the sect of this Immortal Master? This Immortal Master is the chief manager of Qianli Yaoshan. It is simply too much for you to beat the sect of this Immortal Master in front of this Immortal Master!"

With the roar, a green light shot towards him, and a white-faced Taoist who had a cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul rushed over with a sword light.

"It's too much to deceive people?" Wuqi rolled his eyes and shouted sternly: "I'll let you know what it means to deceive people too much! The catfish, ate it!"

The saliva at the corner of the catfish's mouth spilled down in large areas. She rushed over with a joyful roar, grabbed a Taoist in green, and swallowed it into her stomach with a gulp.

Before she could swallow the second Taoist in Qingyi into her stomach, the Holy Spirit Lord had already rushed over in the clouds, and his head turned into the shape of a dragon, swallowing another young Taoist in big mouth.
Chapter completed!