365 The Fire of the Devil
Qi Zhenyong almost left Ling Muzi's side by way of leaving. This king-level warrior was so terrible. Just being around him made people feel suffocating.
The intensity of this feeling is no different from chronic suicide. Qi Zhenyong has no doubt that he will stay by his side for a few more hours, even if he doesn't die, it will be almost the same.
"If you don't want to die, stay away from my senior brother. Even I have to avoid his current state!" Liu Shoucai said with a smile, not worried about Ling Muzi at all.
Jiukongze frowned slightly and asked Ling Muzi: "Are you sure it's okay? The demon fire refines the heart and then ignites it with the demon fire. It's really terrible. Few people in the ages do this!"
Ling Muzi smiled slightly and said, "This is nothing to do. You can't just have such strength and have to wait. Thirty-six kinds of heavenly fires are hard to come by. Although they are the easiest to obtain in the magic fire, they are also the most dangerous. But they do not deny that the strength after igniting the spiritual fire is unprecedentedly strong, and they are a little bit worse than the number one god true fire and the second-ranked earthly mother holy fire. Since that's the case, why not work hard? Besides..."
Speaking of this, Ling Muzi stretched out his body and smiled and said, "Besides, there is no interference from the system power here. Apart from the inner demons, isn't it a good place to ignite the spiritual fire? If it weren't for my low strength, I really want to ignite the magic fire here!"
"What you said makes sense, but the risk is too great. You are the strongest of us. Even if you encounter a guard guard, you can fight. It's better to be careful." Jiukong advised.
"It's okay. If you really can't pass this level, you can only say that my life is not strong enough, and I am destined to die here. But you don't have to worry. With the help of my junior brother, unless the demigod appears, no one can take our lives." Ling Muzi said so strongly, and trust in Liu Shoucai came from his heart.
Jiukong knew that Ling Muzi praised Liu Shoucai in the morning, but he still didn't understand what made Ling Muzi so confident.
Similarly, Qi Zhenyong shivered when he heard this, and vaguely felt that the confrontation of the Guardian envoy was probably the God envoy in the Holy City and the real super warrior with the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor.
God, what kind of terrible masters are these?
In this era where even the king-level warriors are legendary, there are two of the three in front of me who can fight against the Martial Emperor level. I... Damn, what kind of evil did I do? If I had known this would be the case, even if I sold my wife and children, I would have to hug the thighs of these three grandpas. Why would I be so passive?
The regret medicine is not found every day.
It was obvious that Qi Zhenyong was regretting and his expression showed his expression.
Ling Muzi glanced at him and said nothing.
He only ordered: "Xiao Qi, do you have any secrets for practicing martial arts here?"
"Ah?" Qi Zhenyong couldn't figure out the martial arts secrets that Mao, a king-level warrior, wanted to practice. Could it be that he wanted to learn from it?
Yes, when you practice martial arts to the end, you will have different paths and you must learn from the strengths of hundreds of schools.
"Yes, yes, I have a secret book that claims to be able to practice Duke Warriors. I wonder if my seniors can catch it? I, this is the only one here. The real martial arts secret book is in the capital, and some are in the martial arts holy land."
"That's fine, I'll trouble you!" Ling Muzi nodded, not promising anything. Let's leave this kind of favor to Liu Shoucai.
"Go!"
Qi Zhenyong looked at Liu Shoucai and Jiukong, as if he was asking for advice, but Liu Shoucai frowned slightly. Such a person was too scheming and wanted to be petty at this time, so he waved his hand to let him get out.
Watching Qi Zhenyong walk out, Liu Shoucai snorted: "This guy is just a villain, and he actually wants to provoke our relationship."
"Haha, that's because he saw the question of my name and you." Jiukong said with a smile, but he didn't mind the means of such a small person, because these three are real groups and it is impossible for them to break freely before going out.
Besides, whether it is Jiukong or Liu Shoucai, they all have the idea of accepting the other party as their brothers. Although the process will be a bit slow, it will not be affected by such villain's small means.
"What do you think of the martial arts secrets here?" Ling Muzi asked.
Liu Shoucai shrugged and said, "What can I think? You know that I don't practice this kind of thing at all. I was forced to practice for a while by you and the old man before."
The book in Jiukong's hand fell to the ground with a 'slap': "You haven't practiced it, isn't it physical practice?"
"Have I ever said that I am a physical cultivation?" Liu Shoucai smiled. This guy was intentional.
"You are cruel. As a physical cultivation, I have been practicing for more than four hundred years. I am not as powerful as a human being who has become a monk halfway through the journey. No wonder human beings are the most suitable for cultivation." Jiukong said.
Ling Muzi said: "Fellow Daoist Jiukong doesn't need to say that, he is a freak, and he is essentially different from us."
"Is Fellow Daoist Liu also my spiritual race?"
"Sister Ling! I am a pure human being. This is my special cultivation." Liu Shoucai said, "It's very simple. Anyone who is called a "bad beast" will be in a bad mood. Although he knows that Jiukong is not malicious, he will inevitably feel uncomfortable.
Jiukong also smiled awkwardly and said a little embarrassedly: "Fellow Taoist, don't blame me."
"No wonder!" Liu Shoucai flipped through the book and ignored Jiukong. The young man could not help but have a little temper.
Ling Muzi smiled and said to Jiukong: "Don't pay attention to him, this kid is small-minded and has many things to do."
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Liu is a person with a temperament, but he is really a little bit narrow-minded." Okay, Jiukong is not very jealous and knows how to hold grudges.
Ling Muzi was too lazy to reconcile these two people, but it was just a bickering anyway.
Close your eyes and continue to adjust your soul. At the same time, you will hone the demonic heart and the demon fire around the soul. At the most critical moment, as long as you encounter an opportunity, you can ignite the spiritual fire at any time and become a true spiritual fire-level powerhouse.
Ling Muzi now understands that his old man has such an opportunity here. If he put it outside, he would not have thought of entering this realm in a few decades, or even touching the spiritual fire.
Jiukong and Liu Shoucai were reading a book, and suddenly Jiukong said, "Hey, this passage is very interesting."
Ling Muzi looked at Jiukong, and Liu Shoucai also put down the book in his hand.
Jiukong read the book and read: "Is the 108 capitals in the world related to God? The origin of the holy city is mysterious, and rumors are the place where martial arts are spread. But in ancient records, I heard that all the creatures here are from outside the domain, but I don't know whether the Tianwu Continent is the birthplace of my human beings or the private land of the gods?"
"There are no idiots everywhere. Since we dare to inherit and be born here, it means that the gods are not afraid of being speculated at all." Liu Shoucai said.
Ling Muzi nodded and said, "If you can record it in the book, this person should have a lot of influence."
"Yes, what I wrote about is a 150,000-year-old king-level warrior in Tianwu, Chaotianjue." Jiukong said.
"Tianwu has been 150,000 years?" Liu Shoucai narrowed his eyes: "What about now?"
"Tianwu has been 180,000 years." Jiukong said.
"Damn! What happened 30,000 years ago? Even if it was left outside, it was a few hundred years ago." Liu Shoucai said with a smile.
At this moment, Qi Zhenyong came back and brought an iron box.
"I have brought all the secrets, seniors."
"Open it."
Jiukong and Liu Shoucai both put down their books and came over.
There is a brocade box in the iron box with something like a password lock on it, and books wrapped in red cloth next to it.
Qi Zhenyong took out the red cloth package and said, "Several seniors, these are some good basic martial arts in the Tianwu Continent, but they are also extremely precious in the eyes of ordinary people. I can achieve what I have today, and these secret books are of great contribution."
As he said that, he carefully opened it and leaked out the paper that was not yellow, but it looked a bit old.
Chapter completed!