Chapter 124

After hearing Song Fei's request for magic weapons, Jun wanshuang suddenly smiled and said, "brother, can you not be so naive? You are now the prisoner of your sister."

Song Fei pondered for a while. Since he couldn't get all the items back from Jun wanshuang, he just retreated and asked for the second: "then you give me back the blood of the red sand scorpion demon."

Jun wanshuang's beautiful eyes looked at Song Fei and said in surprise: "the blood of the red sand scorpion demon can only be used when it is refined into pills? Even if you are an alchemist, I'm afraid you can't practice pills with your current cultivation. What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about me." Song Fei said in a deep voice, "I'm naturally useful. It's no use to you anyway. Why don't you keep it."

"Oh?" Jun wanshuang took out Song Fei's small porcelain vase containing the red sand scorpion demon's blood, winked and said with a smile: "why don't I want it? You know, I also practice the way of fire. The red scorpion blood pill refined from the red sand scorpion demon's blood is also a great tonic for me."

"I know that the blood of the red sand scorpion demon is useful to you." Song Fei stared at Jun wanshuang's eyes and said seriously, "but I know that some things here are more important than the blood of the red sand scorpion demon. Therefore, a lot of power will help you more. The success or failure of the matter is likely to make you fail completely because of the lack of my power."

"Little man, you convinced me." Jun wanshuang didn't think much. He threw the white porcelain bottle directly to Song Fei and said with a smile, "come on, let me see how you can refine the red scorpion blood pill with the strength of building the foundation."

Song Fei took the small porcelain vase and looked at Jun wanshuang coldly. The latter narrowed his eyes and showed great interest in the small porcelain vase in Song Fei's hand.

Song Fei no longer looked at him, but directly poured a mouthful into his mouth.

Jun wanshuang saw that it was too late to stop him. He suddenly exclaimed, "you boy, are you going to commit suicide?"

"You're going to commit suicide." Song Fei suddenly shouted, "don't touch me."

"Hmm?" Jun wanshuang wanted to use magic to force the blood of the red sand scorpion demon out of his body, but suddenly heard Song Fei's cry. Although she knew that the friar could not swallow this violent blood, she was surprisingly quiet, threw all her eyes on Song Fei, and showed extreme curiosity in her eyes.

Then, suddenly heard Song Fei bite his teeth and say word by word: "woman, I can't die. Don't touch me later."

After that, Song Fei's body suddenly twitched slightly. Jun wanshuang understood that this was the blood of the red sand scorpion demon burning his meridians in his body. This burning pain is more painful than real fire.

However, Song Fei's palm is facing up, his eyes are slightly closed, and the mana in the sea of Qi flows rapidly through his body.

"Is he practicing?" Jun wanshuang's eyes were full of splendor. She didn't expect that the man in front of her could practice directly with the blood of the red sand scorpion demon. Is this still a man? Is he an ancient wild monster?

However, Jun wanshuang dispels the speculation that Song Fei is a wild monster. Even if the monster turns into a human, because the meridians are different from people, the operation route of mana will be different, and the operation mode of Song Fei's mana is a complete human race.

"What kind of skill is this that can be practiced directly with the blood of monsters?" Jun wanshuang suddenly thought, if so, can't even the alchemist save it? In this way, I'm afraid this guy doesn't exist because the alchemist restricts the problem that small sects can't practice quickly.

Then she saw that Song Fei's face suddenly burst out beads of sweat and trembled violently. However, Song Fei's expression, including his expression, was unusually firm, as if the flame burning in his body could not have any impact on his mind.

"He is using his kung fu to defuse the raging flame. I can feel that if his kung fu stops working, his body will be burned into nothingness from the inside out in an instant. It seems that this kind of Kung Fu can not be practiced by everyone, but needs great perseverance and wisdom." Jun wanshuang suddenly thought, "Moreover, judging from the fluctuation of his mana, the skills he cultivates are just inferior at the human level. Although this skill is wonderful and the cultivation progress is fast, it is destined to be abandoned by the big school because of the level and mental nature of the skill. Only this casual guy is lucky to get a cultivation formula. He can practice like this without better cultivation."

Thinking of this, Jun wanshuang lost most of her interest in Song Fei's Kung Fu. In her opinion, let alone the great perseverance of burning the central God, which is inferior to the human level, is doomed not to be cultivated.

Thinking of this, Jun wanshuang sighed, then closed his eyes and began to practice to recover his lost mana.

In this Yang cave, Jun wanshuang suddenly found that the speed of cultivation was two or three times faster than his own sect.

Half an hour later, Song Fei's pain slowly slowed down. Most of the fire power of the red sand scorpion demon was absorbed into his body, converted into mana and stored in the sea of air.

"It's still too slow. It still takes a long way for the sun's true fire to change from quantitative to qualitative, but the speed of cultivation is much faster than simple meditation." Song Fei's secret way, the way of cultivation, is originally to seize the nature of heaven and earth. Other monks have the habit of taking pills, which is also the reason why the Alchemist is extremely detached. The more highly accomplished people are, because the accumulation and improvement of meditation is too slow, they need advanced pills to improve their accomplishments.

This is also why disciples of big sects tend to cultivate quickly. As long as they have good understanding, understand the realm and accumulate mana, they can be solved directly through pill.

Song Fei's predatory barbaric way saved the trouble of refining pills. As long as he got the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, he was equivalent to having a ready-made alchemist to help him refine the pills he took. But compared with taking pills, his process was a little painful.

After a mouthful of red sand scorpion demon's blood was dissolved, Song Fei obviously felt the improvement of his strength. Without accident, he drank up the blood equivalent to a bucket and should be able to enter the second stage of the foundation period.

When Song Fei opened his eyes, he saw Jun wanshuang's moving eyes staring at him. Seeing Song Fei's eyes, Jun wanshuang said: "My internal power has been restored. I could have gone, but I have read the classics. The road inside will be more and more dangerous. When I reach the deepest place, the gods will fall. Therefore, in order to live better, my sister needs to practice some small spells."

"If you want to practice, ask me what to do?" Song Fei suddenly had a bad feeling and suddenly drank coldly, "that's all my stuff."

Jun wanshuang narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "no, no, no. These are all my booty." then she took out a secret script and a jade slip obtained from Song Fei: "Tut Tut, I'm afraid even your Yuehua sect doesn't have the best magic at the prefecture level. It's hard to imagine that it was given to you. And this, Qianying wind formula, the magic of body method is extremely precious. Unexpectedly, it's still the inferior body method at the prefecture level. If you put this kind of East and West outside, I'm afraid the strong in the xuanjing will be jealous and break their heads."

Jun wanshuang finished, looked at Song Fei's eyes and smiled, then said: "now, they are all mine, they are all mine, so now I decide that I want to practice these two kinds of magic formulas. Well, I'll practice the wind shadow formula first. The best magic at the prefecture level is really tempting."

Song Fei is also very helpless and contradictory. Jun wanshuang can't stop her from practicing. Moreover, the relationship between the two is also very strange. Song Fei can't locate the current relationship between the two.

In this strange place, if Song Fei loses such a big help as Jun wanshuang, she is likely to be dismembered by monsters that appear at any time. It is reasonable that as a temporary companion, the stronger the strength of Jun wanshuang, the better. Naturally, she hopes she has stronger spells, but because these were robbed from Song Fei, she is not sure whether she will still be hostile to herself in the future , Song Fei was tangled in his heart.

Forget it. Anyway, I can't find a way to kill this woman now. Let the bodyguard be stronger. Song Fei comforted himself.

"Practice, practice dead you." Song Fei said fiercely.

Jun wanshuang looked at Song Fei's gnashing teeth. Instead of getting angry, he sneered. Later, he opened the book and began to understand the magic of Feng Ying Jue.

Song Feigang had just swallowed a big mouthful of blood and could not continue to swallow it. In his spare time, he did not meditate and practice, but understood the magic thousand shadow wind formula.

Wind, evolved from the five elements, belongs to and transcends the five elements.

The wind shadow on the first layer of Qianying wind formula is to imitate the principle of wind invisibility of the way of wind. It is not only fast, but also difficult to capture. This kind of spell has far exceeded the category of martial arts body methods such as catkins body method. Even if Song Fei has excellent talent, it will not be completed in a short time.

Every time he swallowed the blood of the red sand scorpion demon, Song Fei experienced fire burning again and again, and his nerve became more and more tenacious.

"Ah ~ help." Song Fei's body suddenly rushed out like a flash of lightning, but unexpectedly, because he didn't grasp the strength, his body rushed too far, which directly led to the pursuit of a fire baboon. When he was unprepared, Song Fei immediately used his killer mace: "shout for help ~"

"Hoo ~" a flying sword came and pierced the head of the fire baboon. Song Fei was quick in his eyes and hands. He immediately grabbed the handle of the flying sword and sent the flying sword to Jun wanshuang. A drop of blood essence stained on the tip of the sword was quietly detained by him.

"Don't yell at the boss, which will affect my sister's cultivation." in the distance, Jun wanshuang youyou tunnel, then bowed his head and understood this prefecture level best spell.

Time passed quietly. Song Fei alternately swallowed the blood of the red sand scorpion demon and practiced the wind shadow method formula. Song Fei's accomplishments accumulated faster and faster. When it came to pass, he was about to step into the threshold of building the foundation.