Chapter 589

For the spiritual City, the animal tide, which is like the end of the world, is not worth mentioning in front of Li Daochong and Luo yingsha. It has been extinguished by every move.

Only a few scattered Warcraft escaped, and those who were too lazy to kill Li Daochong.

As for Sha Mucha and Sha Laoer, they were split into coke under Li Daochong's YangLei lightning.

Li Daochong didn't give up the ghosts of the two to Luo yingsha, but swallowed them up by himself.

Li Daochong's aura has further improved. Although he has not upgraded, his cultivation has reached the peak of the initial stage of transforming God.

With the astonished attention of the practitioners of the spiritual City, Li Daochong and Luo yingsha fell on the platform above the city gate.

Bo Yazi and you longzhenjun looked at each other and knelt down on one knee. The former sincerely said, "thank you for your help. Please accept Bo Yazi's worship."

Li Dao rushed to hold his hand and rose with a force to hold Bo Yazi and you Longzhen Jun up.

In terms of accomplishments, Li Daochong is almost the same as these two God turning friars, and his combat power is far better than them, but in terms of age, Li Daochong is a little generation.

Let two old monks who have lived for hundreds of years kneel down to themselves, but Li Daochong is a little uncomfortable.

"Little brother, are you really spiritual?" Xin'er couldn't restrain her inner curiosity and asked.

"Xin'er, don't be rude. Did you call your little brother? How can you judge the age of spiritual cultivation by your appearance? Even your mother should call an elder without talking about you." the middle-aged lady stopped at once.

Xin'er pouted and dared not refute her mother, but her big eyes looked at Li Daochong and looked forward to the answer.

"Those who practice truth should practice against the sky. They don't have to stick to small sections in everything. They just call, so don't be more serious." Li Daochong said calmly.

The middle-aged lady nodded slightly, "what the elder said is that my body is sensitive."

"No harm." Li Daochong turned to look at Xin'er and said, "little sister, of course I am spiritual."

"So spiritual cultivation can be so strong." Xin'er was surprised.

Looking at Xin'er's surprised expression, Li Daochong felt a little funny. The spiritual city was disconnected from the outside and was surrounded by demons all day. Over the years, he became a frog at the bottom of the well.

Spiritual cultivation is the orthodoxy of the spiritual world. Demon cultivation and ghost cultivation can't stay outside the black prison star. They are forced to take refuge in the black prison star.

Outside the black prison star, where the devil and ghost practitioners dare to show up, as soon as they are exposed, a large number of spiritual practitioners will kill them all, so as to obtain the reward given by the government.

On the contrary, spiritual cultivation in the black prison star has become the weak side, which has been bullied and humiliated.

"Sister, spiritual cultivation is not so strong, but always strong." the silver bottle couldn't help but say.

"No, spiritual cultivation is slow and consumes a lot. Most of them are mediocre and have no talent. Even if they have a little talent, they are very limited, and there are still many bottlenecks in the process of cultivation." Xin'er immediately said a lot of spiritual problems.

"Who says spiritual cultivation is slow? There are as many Yuan Ying friars in their twenties outside." Yinping looked at Xin'er strangely and replied.

Originally, the dialogue between the two girls did not attract much attention, but when the word "silver bottle" came out.

Hundreds of spiritual practitioners on the city wall all looked at the silver bottle with the eyes of monsters. They felt that the little girl had an open mouth and her cowhide blew through the sky.

"Little sister, you can't talk nonsense. There are so many Yuan Ying friars in their twenties. How can this be possible? The youngest Yuan Ying friar in the history of our spiritual city didn't gather Yuan Ying until 35." a spiritual monk said aside.

"Hum."

As soon as the monk's voice fell, Li Dao snorted coldly.

The Lingxiu man hurried back more than ten steps and bumped heavily against the side fence of the city wall. He almost didn't fall.

Li Daochong didn't use any real force, just sound waves. Otherwise, his spiritual cultivation has been shattered.

"Did you call my little sister? My maid can talk nonsense?" Li Daochong was silver, cold and biting, with a trace of killing opportunity. The whole person's state was completely different from before.

A second ago, Li Daochong was still an amiable high-ranking friar, and the murderous spirit spread all over the audience in the twinkling of an eye.

Hundreds of spiritual practices, including Bo Yazi and you Longzhen Jun, are cool on the back and have a feeling of dying.

Just now, because of Li Daochong's gentle attitude, they forgot the strength of the young man in front of them.

If you annoy him, the spiritual city will be really finished. There may be a glimmer of vitality in the face of yubeast gate, but there is no vitality in the face of this person.

Bo Yazi and you longzhenjun preliminarily judged that the strength of this young spiritual cultivation was comparable to some marginal senior leaders of the three giants of the black prison.

Li Daochong wanted to help a group of spiritual cities and leave some mental skills for them.

But at the moment, there is nothing in this mind. The poor man must have something to hate. This sentence is also true.

In addition to external factors, their own problems may be greater.

The spiritual monk was so frightened that his legs softened that he almost didn't kneel down and his intestines were blue with regret.

"According to the agreement, give me the things." Li Daochong lost his patience and looked at Bo Yazi coldly.

Bo Yazi's old and ferocious face showed a trace of bitterness and glared at the spiritual cultivation who talked disorderly just now. It was an opportunity for the spiritual cultivation city to make friends with such spiritual cultivation.

It may even completely change the fate of the spiritual City, but it was ruined by one sentence.

Rotten wood can't be carved. He didn't have any fear at all. Bo Yazi sighed in his heart. Suddenly, he found that the spiritual cultivation in the spiritual cultivation city really didn't come to the table.

"Taoist friends come with me." Boya nodded.

Bo Yazi stood on a magic weapon in the shape of a disc and then flew slowly towards the city.

Li Daochong, Yinping and luoyingsha slowly floated up and followed Bo Yazi.

Li Daochong followed Bo Yazi to a humble bungalow in the spiritual city.

It looks like a very ordinary house from the outside, but there is a hole in it.

This bungalow is actually a spire deep underground, and the inner space is much larger than that seen outside.

This is the ancestral pagoda of the spiritual city.

The details of the spiritual city for thousands of years are hidden here. Not to mention outsiders, even the spiritual in the spiritual city can't go in.

Only Bo Yazi and you Longzhen Jun can enter the whole spiritual city.

Even Xiao Yanda couldn't get in.

When Bo Yazi brought Li Daochong into it, the other monks in the spiritual city who followed him showed surprise.

Others questioned.

"Old city Lord, what are you doing?"

"How can you bring outsiders into the country at will?"

"Isn't the old city Lord confused?"

"Commander Xiao Yan, why are you still standing? Don't you stop it quickly."

All kinds of sounds came and went one after another.

Youlong Zhenjun shook his head slightly. At this time, he finally found the crux of why the spiritual city is getting worse and worse.

How could Bo Yazi be confused? Just in the face of such existence, the whole spiritual city has no secrets at all.

That terrible young man could wipe the spiritual city from the black prison star if he wanted to.

At this time, under the guidance of Bo Yazi, Li Daochong entered the treasure Pavilion on the lowest floor of the ancestral pagoda.

The protective spirit array here is extremely powerful, and there are more than thousands of mechanisms. Touching any one will produce an extremely strong response.

In the later period of incarnation, monks may not be able to break through.

The space of the last floor is obviously much smaller than that of the upper ten floors.

But the aura here is much stronger than that above. This layer is divided into three parts.

A training room, an ancestral hall with many rows and a treasure Pavilion.

There are many display shelves in the treasure Pavilion, on which many strange materials and various magic weapons are placed.

There was a dusty wooden box on a table in the corner. It seemed that no one had touched it for many years.

This is a treasure Pavilion, but when Li Daochong entered here, he didn't feel too much pressing aura.

If there is any powerful magic weapon, the aura in the treasure Pavilion must burst. You can't hide it if you want to hide it.

Bo Yazi carefully picked up the wooden box, blew the dust off it, wiped it clean with his cuffs, and handed it to Li Daochong.

"Taoist friends, the spirit's heart is in this wooden box. Please have a look. If you don't think it's enough, Taoist friends can choose the collection in the treasure Pavilion."

Bo Yazi just wanted to make up for the crack left by the spiritual monk's rude remarks as much as possible.

At the moment when Li Daochong took over the wooden box, a aura in his body beat violently.

Although the spirit state of mind is pure, it is difficult to hide the surging mood in Shani's heart when she comes into close contact with the spirit's heart.

Condensing the spirit body and stabilizing it is the ultimate goal of every elf after it is formed.

In fact, there is not much difference between elves and ghosts without flesh. They are all energy life of soul body.

Only elves only need to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to survive and evolve, while ghosts need to absorb all negative things and human souls.

Li Daochong opened the wooden box with curiosity. When a gap was opened, a beam of dazzling light emitted from it.

A pure and tranquil but very powerful aura was released from the inside, but there was some confusion inside the aura.

The wooden box was completely opened, and inside lay a colorful star shaped translucent stone.

"Li Daochong, this is the spirit's heart." Xueni's voice became a little trembling.

"How can you use it to shape a spiritual body?" Li Daochong asked immediately.

"It's not good here. You need to find a quiet place. You separate me, and then I integrate into the spirit heart to hatch. The time of this process is uncertain. If the degree of integration is high, the spirit body can be hatched in a few days. If the degree of integration is not high, it may not wake up for thousands of years. Usually it's still needed in a year or two," Xueni replied.

"Don't you wake up for thousands of years? Isn't it very risky?" Li Daochong said.

"If that's the case, it's extremely difficult to conceive an elf. If an elf still fails to shape a spirit body five hundred years after it is formed, it will collapse, fly ash will annihilate, and nothing will be left. Xueni has been formed for more than 400 years, and she has had the opportunity to conceive an elf heart twice. Unfortunately, they all failed because of emergencies. It's worth the risk when Shouyuan is about to die, It's just the difference between disappearing earlier and disappearing later, "said Sydney frankly.

"If so, it doesn't hurt." Li Daochong shrugged and covered the wooden box into Nayu ring.

When he got the spirit's heart, Li Daochong didn't mean to stay. Even if he wanted to leave with two women, he was going to find a deserted place to separate Xueni.

Bo Yazi hesitated and said, "Taoist friend, is it enough to take only an elf's heart?"

Li Daochong glanced at Bo Yazi and said, "enough." then he continued to walk outside the treasure Pavilion.

Bo Yazi then said, "Taoist friend, the weapon you use is a Tianxuan class top-grade treasure knife. In my opinion, the knife is a good knife, but with the strength of Taoist friends, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Li Daochong gave a meal at his feet. "Is there a good knife in the spiritual city?"

Bo Yazi said slowly, "There are no good knives in the spiritual cultivation City, but there are good materials and good tool refiners. The most important thing is that we have an ownerless tool spirit. If I don't have old eyes, what Taoist friends lack in the knife is an instrument spirit. Once integrated into the instrument spirit, Taoist friends' knife can enter another level. The immortal Lingbao is the coveted treasure of virtual monks. Don't Taoist friends be excited?"

"Oh? Really, do you have a tool refiner in the spiritual city who can refine immortal Lingbao?" Li Daochong touched his chin and moved in his heart.

After Li Daochong was promoted to three levels, the black ink was obviously weak. Li Daochong didn't dare to use too much force just now, for fear that he would break the black ink too hard.

"The city Lord suddenly proposed to help Li forge magic weapons, not just to do good deeds?" Li Daochong narrowed his eyes slightly and offered Yan emotion without anything. Bo Yazi's intention was obvious enough, and it was obviously impossible without the picture.

Li Daochong didn't like to owe others. It's best to take what they need. We don't owe each other.

"Since you asked me, I won't sell off. After 10 days, a high-end Fair will be held in the black prison city secretly. All the participants are big men in the black prison star domain. The three giants of the black prison will not be absent. I received a message earlier that there will be many Tianxuan level skills and Tianxuan level miraculous drugs sold at the fair. What the spiritual training city lacks now is skills and miraculous drugs , if it's convenient for you, could you come with me in ten days and act as the Dharma protector of the spiritual city? "Bo Yazi said in a pleading tone.

To put it bluntly, Li Daochong was asked to be a bodyguard. Bo Yazi was worried that it would be easy to buy things, but it would not be so easy to bring them back to the spiritual city. With the strength of the spiritual City, he was afraid that they would be robbed when they went out of the trading market.

"Yes." Li Daochong didn't think much and agreed immediately. The deal was worth it. There was nothing to consider. Moreover, he was going to such a trade fair to sell magic pills.