Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The fist size, non-golden and non-wooden, wraps around a circle of edges, like a rock carved chrysanthemum, and gets extremely heavy.

Li Yao tried to penetrate the spiritual filament, but was blocked from the shell by a harsh truth.

Pulling out a vibrating dagger specially designed to decompose demonic beast material does not cut even a crack in the shell, leaving only a shallow white mark.

Half a minute later, even the white mark disappeared, like the wound healed automatically.

Li Yao remembered for half a day and didn't think of anything that could have such strange properties.

He doesn't have many tools at his disposal, and this isn't a refinery room, so it's not convenient to make too much noise.

Why don't you just throw both the cord and the weird stone pupae back into the Qian Kun precept and get ready to wait until you get back to the Great Wilderness Warrior.

This time he went back to Fungo City, mainly to find Brother Demon Knife Penghai.

Since its departure from the Akami faction, Penghai has been acting in a scattered fashion, impacting the Dan realm.

Although unsuccessful, it is one of the most powerful foundational peaks of the Federation and has some influence in the real world.

Besides, Penghai is not a purely belligerent maker, he took control of a key department when he was a redneck and helped the rednecks open up new business paths.

Opening up business routes requires strong fighting power, but managerial capabilities and networking are also essential.

Li Yao and the demon knife Penghai have interacted deeply and know that his ambition is not just to be a powerful practitioner, more eager to establish his own power.

Li Yao is not a managerial fixer, there is not a very good way to promote demonic beast detectors and confront Fei Lingzong.

Just as the demon knife Penghai had just finished a cultivation in the dark realm, returning to Pungo City to digest and absorb the spoils.

Yet the towns of Dragon City and Fungo are all in the south of the Federation, not far apart.

Li Yao came to the door and wanted to teach one or two.

He and the demon knife Penghai are scheduled for 9: 00 tomorrow morning.

In the past few days, Li Yao fell asleep after changing cars and cars in Dragon City. Although it was addictive, Shen Soul overdrafts were also quite strong. After including all the celestial treasures in the Qiankun precept, Li Yao fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until the next morning, only to sleep refreshingly, smoothly dripping, all over and down, nothing unpleasant.

Draw open the curtains and fill the sky with red summers, such as wild mountain wildfires.

This is the Upper East Side, where the cultivators gather.

Early in the morning, countless practitioners wandered over the sky, drawing the essence of the sun and moon and swallowing the cultivation while the sun and moon alternated and the yin and yang shifted.

“Two years ago, I could only stand on the ground, leaning back on my neck, staring at the fixers in the sky and glowing. ”

“Now I'm one of them! ”

Li Yaoxin, like a cat scratching itch, wondered whether to also fly to the sky to practice, satisfy his little vanity.

At this point, the Qian Kun precept suddenly jumped lightly, getting hotter and darker, gradually giving off an orange red glow.

“What's going on? ”

Li Yiu was shocked and rushed into the Qingkun precept, but found that the storage space seemed to have been hit by a shocking wave. All the materials were completely sore and messed up.

And the crystal cord that was put in it last night, it's three pieces missing!

“Heh! Heh! ”

A dark shadow, screaming in the ears, in a narrow storage space, rapidly burst into the barrier of storage space from time to time, causing a deafening burst and a raging tide of spiritual energy.

Storage space, like a house in a storm, crashes and collapses at any moment.

“Black! ”

Li Yaoyuan shouted “Oops”. How could he forget that there was a blackwing sword in the Qian Kun ring, this greedy guy!

This guy is a magic treasure that he can cultivate himself. He consumes no fewer crystals on a weekday than he does, and his appetite is tremendous. The purity of crystals is extremely high.

Blackie must have treated the cord as a regular crystal stone and swallowed three pieces in one breath!

Unexpectedly, these “crystal stones" are too pure and contain too much spiritual energy to digest and absorb, and it hurts to roll all over the Qingkun Ring!

Li Yaoxin was in a hurry.

Without a primer, swallow three crystal cords in one breath, even the foundation repairer will explode!

Moreover, the Kankun precept is a highly unstable artificial space. If it continues to crash like this, it will most likely lead to the collapse of the barrier, the extinction of the space, the black and all the materials, all in turbulence in the space, to a two-dimensional or four-dimensional morphology, disappearing into the invisible!

Li Yao bit the teeth off, stabbed all the spirits into the Qian Kun ring, and Harsheng pulled out the crazy little black.

“Huh!”

Blackwing swords dragged out long remnants, such as a furious black dragon, and slammed against the wall.

“Bo!”

It's like crashing into an invisible liquid, a pale yellow ripple, slowly spreading open.

Li Yao relieved himself a little.

Fortunately, he placed a restraint around the room, otherwise the entire building would be bombed by little blacks.

Eating three crystal cords in a row, the Blackwing Sword has undergone an overwhelming change, and the surrounding black gas is becoming more and more intense, gradually evolving from gaseous to liquid, like surrounding countless tiny black droplets.

“This is--”

Li Yiumei stared.

Psychic gas liquefaction, which is a sign of the foundation period.

Is this little black guy about to build a foundation?

But just think about it, it's normal to swallow three crystal cords in a row, and if you can absorb all the spiritual energy in them, you can build a foundation with one breath.

Li Yao had a strange face.

A flying sword that can be cultivated by itself is outrageous enough.

A “foundational” flying sword, I'm afraid it's a monster that never appeared in the entire universe, is it?

“Blackie, come on! ”

Li Yao clasped his fist and whispered.

“Huh!”

“Huh!”

“Huh!”

The black-wing sword is three times faster than in the past, right into the room, and the remnants quickly form a large, airtight net that lasts for a long time.

“Bang!”

After hundreds of collisions, the forbidden crystals in the southeast corner burst suddenly.

“Pfft! Pfft! ”

Prohibited crystals in the northeastern and northwestern corners also exploded after half a second.

Only the last proscribed crystal is left and the proscribed strength is lowered to the lowest point.

The Blackwing Sword also seemed to realize that, with a few more strikes, the entire ban would be broken and its secrets would be exposed to everyone.

It thundered, and the stiffness stopped the rush, hundreds of little black droplets, haunting it spinning fast.

“Knock! ”

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the Blackwing Sword.

A dragon-shaped crack in a tooth dancing claw appeared on the sword!

Li Yao was shocked.

The black-wing swords of the past, though shattered, are only rust marks, and have never been structurally so devastated!

He's a refiner, and at first glance, this crack that runs through the body of the sword greatly affects the strength of the black-wing sword, as if it were a human spinal fracture.

“Black! ”

Li Yao jumped on top of everything.

After the crack appeared, the black-wing sword did not mean any pain. Instead, it seemed to exhale an outburst of anger and float in the middle of the sky exhausted.

Li Yao glanced at the dragon-shaped crack of the Blackwing Sword. If you think about it.

The black wing sword surrounded by spiritual liquid water beads, vaporized again, sucked back by it, and then released dozens of incredibly thick black spirits.

Although the Blackwing Sword has not yet succeeded in building its foundation, it is the undiminished "peak gas refinery" realm!

“You bastard, I thought I'd run into you for over a year and practiced fast enough. ”

“I didn't expect you to practice faster than me! ”

Seeing that the Blackwing Sword was safe and sound, Li Yao finally relieved himself and released dozens of spiritual filaments from his roots, touching them gently with the spiritual filaments of the Blackwing Sword.

With this touch, Li Yao noticed something unusual.

The black-wing sword at this moment, although it has not yet set foot in the foundation, bursts three cords in its body, making it grow overnight.

Or something in your body that's been asleep for a long time, it's been blown up.

In a moment, Li Yaoxin's head emerged a debilitating fragment of residual information.

“No wonder you're a flying sword, you can only fly, you can't attack! ”

“The flying sword is not your true body! ”

“Or, it's not a flying sword at all, it's a restraint, a restraint on you! ”

“You, what is it exactly? ”

The Blackwing Sword itself has no answer to this question.

It flew a little vaguely for half a day, and ended up twitching in the middle of the air with the tip of a sword and writing four words:

“I'm Blackie. ”

Li Yao stunned and laughed.

Yes, regardless of the origin of the Blackwing Sword, it is a little black, a little black that grew up with itself as a child!

“Rest assured, I will find a way to break the ban and let you out! ”

Li Yao knows that the Blackwing Sword must have come from outside the celestial realm, a bigger, more powerful world.

The bans imposed in this world are not the kind of banned artists that Yuanqi can break.

Li Yiu Yin made up his mind. One day, he would take Xiao Yi to the center of the star sea, and that was a more glorious world!

“What I put in the Qian Kun precept, called the crystalline cord, can not be swallowed indiscriminately, you must endure it, next time will not necessarily have such good luck! ”

“When I get back to the Great Waste War Yard, I find enough primers to make these corn marrows, and then I can practice them for you. Don't worry, if I have one, I won't miss one of you! ”

Li Yao planned to divide the remaining corn into four parts.

One for yourself, one for Blackie, one for Ding Bell, and one for you to keep, formulated into the finest fortifiers and restoratives for occasional use or to help make friends.

Brother Guan Kuang of Shanhai Pai, a year and a half ago, in order to save a train of ordinary people, including Li Yao, from the tide of beasts, he was seriously injured and his strength dropped dramatically.

He is Li Yao's lifesaver. With the crystal cord formulated medicine, it is sure to be very beneficial to restore strength.

With this in mind, Li Yao began to clean up the remnants of the Qian Kun Ring.

“Huh?”

He extracted the strange chrysanthemum, but found that one of the chrysanthemums had been completely flattened.

It seems that when Xiao Kuo just swallowed the three crystal cords, he accidentally smashed the chrysanthemum when the spiritual energy was raging and the power was endless.

The chrysanthemum is hollow, filled with semi-coagulated liquid that is more viscous than glue, and cannot be poured out even on the head and feet.

Li Yao took a lot of effort to suck out the semi-condensing liquid.

Instead, a finger-sized sword-shaped object was found wrapped in semi-condensing liquid.

Looking closely, it is an extremely fierce battleship model.