"Li Xingzhou has lost confidence now and wants to quit the tour?"

"Go to the Demon Lord, the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace... Just this little resistance?" Ke Xiaoliang naturally saw Li Xingzhou's series of actions and guessed the other party's plans.

"Although I didn't try my best to pull his wool,... In recent times, many things have combined to have a great impact on him. Could it be... He released too much magical value and is he psychopathic?" Ke Xiaoliang had a little guess, but he was not sure.

To be honest, the monks of the Ten Demon Sects absorb the demonic value. If the monks who are sucked have released too much, there are indeed two possibilities of death and psychological changes.

But...it usually happens to low-level monks.

High-level monks have stable minds and deep accumulations. Even if they have not cultivated their primordial spirit, they are all golden elixirs and have achieved success in the Nascent Soul, and have entered the stage of nurturing the primordial spirit.

Cultivators at this stage are not so easy to be killed or perverted.

"It seems that I still have to give him some sweetness. Otherwise, if I lose my confidence in life, where will I still look for such a good tool?" As a conscientious Taoist, Ke Xiaoliang decided to give Li Xingzhou some benefits.

At this time, Li Xingzhou was looking for ancient magical powers.

He wants to borrow the channels of ancient magical powers to analyze, inquire about information, and find the right "buyer".

Not only the Qi and Blood Martial Arts, but also the relevant value attached to the identity of Liu Changren, who knows information about Tatars and ancient magical powers... These can be sold.

"In exchange for enough resources, as long as I become a soul, I will leave this world. All heavens and all worlds can live, and there are so many worlds of cultivation, why should I be stubborn in this small place?" Li Xingzhou felt that he had already seen it openly and had figured it out. His thinking was liberated and his vision was broad. There was a vast sea outside, a vast sky, a vast earth, a large galaxy... What is there to be nostalgic for you? And what kind of hatred cannot be let go?

"When I see the world outside, everything outside is even more vast. When I cultivate to the realm of immortals and demons, and then looking back on the hatred today, wouldn't it be like a joke? By then, the Ten Demon Sects, the Blood Demon Palace, and the Zhenwu Sect... are all like native chickens and tiles. Wouldn't they be destroyed by turning their hands?" Li Xingzhou was trance all the way, and there were too many distracting thoughts in his mind, but he still couldn't hide his "depressed" temperament.

The outside world is wonderful, and the outside world is helpless.

Everyone knows that there are more opportunities outside, but opportunities outside are also left to people outside.

People leave their hometowns and are inferior, so are monks!

There are very few monks who can make a difference when they go out and get a lot of resources to become immortals, demons and Buddhas.

Most of the soul monks still have their roots in their hometowns.

From the cultivation circle in their hometown, squeeze out the nutrients that they think are already "meager" and continue to provide for themselves until they are on the verge of that boundary.

Suddenly, a tall mountain peak stood in front of Li Xingzhou.

It appeared suddenly, and almost hit Li Xingzhou with one head.

"I haven't seen this mountain just now?" Li Xingzhou felt a little strange, stopped his feet, steered the wind, and hovered in the air.

Use light skills to control the energy of heaven and earth and soar in the sky. The flexibility of body movements is better than flying with magic weapons.

Try flying backwards.

The suddenly rising mountain disappeared before Li Xingzhou's eyes.

"Is this a hidden formation?" Li Xingzhou felt strange.

People in the Gaowu world cannot condense their magic power without going up to the Dantian.

Without magic power, we naturally cannot use the formation of cultivators.

Although the hidden formation is not an extremely difficult formation, it also requires magic power after all.

Li Xingzhou flew around this abrupt mountain twice.

After all, I became curious and then fell from the clouds and fell into this abrupt mountain.

After taking a closer look, Li Xingzhou was surprised to find that there was a naturally formed hidden formation on the mountain.

It is precisely because of the existence of this natural array that it disappeared from the 'visit'.

It does not even exist in the 'tactile sense' of the outside world.

Only by soaring over the nine heavens and accidentally bumping into them can you encounter this mountain and enter it.

"So, can this mountain be considered a secret realm?" Li Xingzhou became a little interested in exploring.

But this interest is still not high.

After all, the martial arts in this world were pushed up by monks like them.

Even some so-called adventures are some very low-level things, and Li Xingzhou feels that he doesn't like them.

Jumping dexterously on the mountains.

Soon Li Xingzhou found the only valley in this mountain.

In the valley, there are strange flowers and plants all over the valley, hundreds of years of ginseng, and various magic medicines for spiritual plants.

Li Xingzhou saw it but had no reaction.

Until he found a body.

A lifelike corpse.

Try to touch it with your hands, Li Xingzhou could even feel the warmth and elasticity of the skin of this corpse.

It seemed as if he had not died, but had just fallen asleep.

But it was indeed a corpse.

Li Xingzhou felt the dead energy on the body, without any fresh vitality.

The body looked like a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, and his clothes had already rotted.

Only in front of him was a stone box.

Li Xingzhou opened the stone box and took out a metal scroll woven with gold wire from the box.

Pulling the scroll open, Li Xingzhou read the text on it with a little interest.

"Yu, Lian Baixu practiced martial arts at the age of three, and was defeated in a hundred battles before the age of thirty. After the age of thirty, he was extremely successful in his martial arts and was invincible since then!"

Li Xingzhou became more interested.

"At the age of thirty, he will lose every battle and be invincible after thirty... So he is not talented, but talented."

"Because of good talent, I instinctively feel that there are flaws and problems when learning other people's martial arts. So I refuse to draw a picture, but I have not found my own path and my skills are not enough. So once I start, I will be defeated repeatedly. Otherwise, I am a stupid pig. As long as I am willing to study hard for 30 years, I will never be able to win a single battle." Although Li Xingzhou has lost his mind, he still has vision and insight.

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"At the age of thirty-five, I met a genius boy who was polite and became polite and taught him."

"A few years later, the young man became famous all over the world... People in the Jianghu jokingly called him the Martial Master. Because after Xiao Nu, all martial arts in the world were unprecedented, including swordsmanship, swordsmanship, palms, legs, boxing, and fingering. All martial arts seemed useless in front of him."
Chapter completed!