"One and a half years is long enough! What if I practice twelve hours a day?" Zhu Liming thought in his mind.

That would also take one year and three months!

"I practice death magic at night when I have nothing to do. I practice the forbidden spell of the 'White Bone Temple'. Every time I consume and gather energy, I am tempering the seeds of death and my soul. If I temper the seeds of death,

One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred times, it is simply unimaginable how refined the Death Seed will be by then, I am afraid it will be close to the origin of magic." There was a hint of yearning in Zhu Liming's eyes.

One year is not a long time for him. As his magic skills gradually break through, and he transforms from an apprentice to a mage, and from a mage to a great mage, his lifespan will increase exponentially.

In exchange for a year of immortality and an immortal body, it is really a good deal.

Moreover, being able to transform from a magic apprentice into a magician within one and a half years is also the most gifted among the gifted.

"Practice the Holy Grail method during the day and practice the death magic at night. Don't waste a day." Zhu Liming made up his mind.

Even if there is a slight delay in the Holy Grail method, the practice of death magic cannot be delayed even for a moment.

"It's a pity that vampire bats can't see the light, otherwise why would I be so timid." Zhu Liming looked at the magic box, closed his eyes again, and began to practice death magic.

Early morning of the second day

Zhu Liming turned to the Holy Grail method again, and then went into the mountains to hunt.

Wagang Mountains, deep in the mountains and old forests.

Zhu Liming held the arrow in his hand and looked at Xiong Zhi who fell at his feet. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "That's weird!"

The life force in the magic arrow was pouring into his body at this time. With the integration of the life force, his bones seemed to have undergone some mysterious changes, and the death magic practice speed in his body increased explosively. Especially the 'white bones'

Watching the wonderful method, with the blessing of the power of life, the spell is automatically derived and continues to multiply in the bones.

"Can absorbing the vitality of living creatures help my magic practice?" Zhu Liming held the arrow and felt that the vitality in the arrow was swallowed up completely. The arrow seemed to have vitality, and in his eyes

Revealing a hint of contemplation.

Peel off the skin of the bear, then process the flesh and blood, and then use magic to refine the skeleton into your own white bone skeleton. With the skeleton of the bear, the white bone skeleton becomes harder, and the ghost fire inside becomes more solid.

The will-o'-the-wisp has changed from the size of an egg to the size of a bowl.

"As long as you continue to refine various white bones into the skeleton, the white bones and skeleton will continue to evolve." Zhu Liming prepared the dried meat, then got up and returned home.

at dusk

I saw Wang Da arriving at Zhu Limingxiao's home, carrying two pheasants in his hands, and then showed a flattering smile to Zhu Liming: "I've met Mr."

Zhu Liming nodded and accepted the pheasant calmly without refusing, and then began to teach the text.

After teaching the text for an hour, Zhu Limingxiao said to Zhu Dan: "Little sister, take five kilograms of bear meat and bring it to Wang Da."

"Bear meat? Where did you get the bear meat, sir?" Wang Da couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this.

Bear meat is not delicious, but it can grow muscles and strengthen muscles and bones. Especially bear bile and bear paws are good things.

"Take it and eat it. Don't ask questions." Zhu Liming scolded.

Wang Da was taught this and smiled naively, then nodded, picked up the bear meat and walked back.

inside the house

Zhu Mingxiao put his hands behind his back, raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, then had dinner and started another day of practice.

With the practice of White Bone Temple, Zhu Liming felt that his energy and blood consumption was not as big as usual.

The white bones are constantly devouring Zhu Limingxiao's blood and fat every day to strengthen, condense and provide nutrients for the white bones.

The ultimate meaning of the White Bone View is that all skin and flesh on the body can be discarded, and only the white bones are the foundation.

By not eating meat for one day, Zhu Liming can lose weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The days seemed to have calmed down. Zhu Liming practiced step by step, practicing the Holy Grail method during the day and practicing dark magic at night. When his cultivation progressed further, he went to seek revenge on the Wang family and the Chai family.

It’s just that life is always full of accidents. On this day, a scribe in white, who was in his thirties and looked a little down, moved into Dawu Village.

The scribe was carrying a huge book box on his back, with a headrest hanging on it from his head to his knees to protect him from the scorching sun.

The scribe is fair and fair, with a thin figure. Although he looks down and out, his eyes are very sharp.

Zhu Mingxiao stood in the courtyard and could even hear the sound of scholars reading loudly every day.

The residence of the scribe in white is not far from Zhu Limingxiao's courtyard. It is the old house of a rogue who was killed by Zhu Liming not long ago.

Because Zhu Limingxiao had wiped out all the rogues, the old and young in the village were worried about the bad luck, and no one occupied it. The scholar settled in the old house, and no one objected.

Zhu Liming ignored the scholar, but was thinking about when to absorb the more than 80 white bones to increase the power of his own white bones and skeletons.

Those families were all wiped out by Zhu Liming. Zhu Liming was afraid of causing any trouble, so he delayed taking action.

"I haven't seen Wang Da come to study Chinese characters these days. How strange! How strange!" Zhu Liming was surprised. Wang Da's desire for knowledge cannot be deceived. But now Wang Da has not come home to study Chinese characters for several days in a row. He is also surprised.

How can we not be curious?

What kind of thing is more important than Wang Da's study of writing?

Zhu Liming's curiosity did not last long. Three days later, a knock on the door woke him up from his magic practice.

"Who is it?" Zhu Liming asked subconsciously.

He had already seen the magnetic field outside the door, which belonged to Wang Da. There was another person beside Wang Da, and the life magnetic field around him was unprecedentedly strong, three to five times stronger than the third lady.

If Wang Da's life magnetic field is a small flame, then this person's life magnetic field is the bright moon in the sky.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even Xiong Zhi in the mountains is three points worse than this person.

"I really can't believe that there is someone in the world with such strong vitality. How long does this person live?" Zhu Liming was curious.

"It's me, Wang Da!" Wang Da said innocently as he stood outside the door.

Zhu Liming walked forward and opened the courtyard door, then looked at the people around Wang Da, and couldn't help but be startled. It turned out to be the Confucian scholar in white who looked a little down and out that day.

"This is my uncle Wang Lun. The student has been practicing archery with his uncle these days and has been delayed. Please don't blame me, sir." Wang Da bowed to Zhu Liming with a clasped fist in shame.

"It doesn't matter, you can come here to study when you have time in the future." Zhu Liming opened the courtyard door and got out of the way: "You two, please come in."

Wang Lun smiled gently, but did not set foot, but solemnly bowed his fists to Zhu Liming: "Wang Lun has taken the liberty to come here, please forgive me. My nephew said the day before yesterday that you have a strange bow and arrow, just a scholar can do it."

Hunting bear bears, daring to sneak into the Wagang Mountains alone to hunt wild beasts, I am very curious and itchy, so I want to go and broaden my horizons."

"Wagang Mountain? Wang Lun?" Hearing the other party mention the word Wagang Mountain, Zhu Liming's heart suddenly moved, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind: "Under the Wagang Mountains, is he dressed in white and good at archery?"

Throughout the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there was only one person in the world who fit this image.

There are many people named Wang Lun in the world, and there are also many Wang Luns wearing white clothes, but at the foot of Wagang Mountain, there is only one person in the world who is good at archery - Wang Bodang.

Wang Lun must be a pseudonym.

Of course, this is just his speculation. But judging from the opponent's life magnetic field, this person is definitely a master.

The master at the foot of Wagong Mountain is such a coincidence.

"Don't dare. It's just a small skill. My archery skills are nothing more than tricks." Zhu Liming deliberately concealed his clumsiness. Before he could practice his immortal body, he didn't dare to jump around. He could be as low-key as possible.

Possessing a magical weapon will inevitably arouse covetation, so it is better to keep a low profile.

"Brother, you're welcome. Although my nephew is average in ability, his vision is not ordinary. Brother, if my nephew is highly respected, he must have real abilities." Wang Lun walked into the courtyard and paused.

, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and his eyes were fixed on the three tiger skins and two bear skins drying on the wall, his eyes full of solemnity.

As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.

He could clearly smell the smell of blood on the tiger and bear skins, and it was obvious that the prey had only been dead for two days.

Zhu Liming glanced at the leather on the wall, and then smiled casually: "A wandering Taoist priest passed by the day before yesterday and hunted tigers and bear bears. I entertained him enthusiastically, so he gave the leather to me."

He possesses a supreme weapon, but he doesn't want to compete with Wang Lun on his skill level. It's really boring.

At least he hasn't broken through to the realm of mage yet and doesn't want to show off his abilities in front of others.

Wang Lun looked regretful when he saw this, but he didn't force it. He just took out two jars of wine from the box behind his back: "This is the pure bamboo leaf green I bought last time in Luoyang City. It's my first time to visit, so a small gift is not respectful.

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Zhu Limingxiao's eyes lit up: "Good wine! I happen to have some bear bile and tiger bones here. If I can soak them in this wine and add herbal medicine to it, it will definitely become an excellent medicinal wine."

He hurriedly walked into the house and came out soon after carrying bear bile and tiger bones. Over there, Wang Lun had already opened the wine jar, and the aroma of wine instantly filled the entire courtyard.

Zhu Liming went into the mountains to pick a lot of herbs in recent days. At this time, he carefully put the bear bile into the wine jar, then prepared it, sealed it and buried it in the ground: "You two, after the medicinal wine is soaked and brewed, I will

Invite you two to have a drink."

He turned around and rolled up his sleeves: "Wait a moment, you two. Let's have a drink while I get the wine and meat."

Although he didn't want to see Wang Lun's arrows, the scholar in white, he didn't mind making friends with him.

All of a sudden, a bonfire was lit in the small courtyard, and on the barbecue grill, the smell of meat was wafting throughout the small courtyard, and the atmosphere gradually became warm.
Chapter completed!