MTL - The Evil God Emperor is In the City-Chapter 38 Baijia Jianjing

Along the Huaisi River, next to the Viewing Tide Pavilion.

This is a grand scene in the northern suburbs of Licheng. Many literati and writers from the past dynasties visited here, and the cultural style is extremely rich.

Most of the buildings beside the Viewing Tide Pavilion still maintain the style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The white walls and blue tiles, the bamboo lacquer door, the oily bluestone road, and at the end is the residence of the Bai family in Licheng, which has been passed down for thousands of years in the monastic world. It is also an ancient and elegant house.

When the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms in August, it is moistened by the drizzle of smoky smog, and it looks like a red ink roll. It is no wonder that people with delicate skins like Bethlehem can be raised.

Bai's house.

Bai Leng was adjusting his breath in the study, and a straight white air was steaming on his forehead. After a while, a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the rice paper on the desk, speckled.

But at this time, the blood stasis from the injury to the internal organs during the battle with Ge Mu, vomited out, indicating that the injury has begun to ease.

And that battle was in Bai Leng's heart,

is lost!

With the foundation building realm and the ninth level of Qi training, they are still evenly matched, so what if they lose? It can be said to be an unprecedented fiasco.

However, success or failure is not enough to be a hero. He is also a person who has a strong mind and is determined to achieve great achievements in the world. He will not fall down because of this. Thinking back to his ancestors of the Bai family in Licheng, who hasn't experienced setbacks and torments?

Failure is not to be feared.

Instead, Bai Leng, who gradually settled down, felt a little emotional gain.

He was previously complimented as a talent from the Southern Kingdom and a proud son of the heavens. These glory are like unquenched swordsmanship.

"Ge Mu, this person's aptitude is not weak against me!"

Bai Leng's hand that was holding the rice paper gradually loosened, and he muttered to himself word by word, and then a smile appeared on Jun Mei's face, "Although this battle is lost, you are not my opponent after all. If I use Sword Mastery, how many swords can you block?"

After half an hour.

He got up and knocked on the south wall.

With a creak, the bookshelf turned around to reveal a secret door, walked through the secret door, and descended the steps. It took about 400 steps to get down to the bottom secret room, and then lit the lights on the four walls of the secret room.

In the bright lights, you can see various moves and formulas carved on the walls of the secret room. These are the secret skills of the Licheng Bai clan, and Bai Leng is familiar with them, so there is no need to watch them repeatedly.

He walked to the center of the secret room.

In front of it is a wide square well, which is filled with white air, and you can vaguely see dozens of swords of different styles suspended in it.

These are the swords used by the ancestors of the Bai family in all dynasties, and many of them are magic weapons that cut iron like mud.

But Bai Leng didn't care, and walked straight into the square well. There was an ancient well with a round hole in this wide square well. There were faint blue light particles fluttering from the well.

Reiki—

The sword well of the Bai Clan in Licheng is connected to the underground spiritual veins.

Hidden dragon in the abyss,

This is also the biggest secret of the Bai family.

Bai Leng stood in front of the entrance of the ancient well, and a cold blue light suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the well and landed in his palm. It was a small blue sword one inch long.

As soon as this sword came out, dozens of long swords in the well suddenly resonated.

like surrender.

And this sword is also Bai Leng's natal flying sword, named Xin Mang. It was also the natal flying sword of the sword immortal from the Bai family in Licheng more than 200 years ago. Born cold.

"The benefit of Xinmang, who can resist?" Bai Leng sneered.

With a thought, the one-inch-long Xinmang Feijian suddenly burst out with a subtle blue light, and it shrank like a hair, piercing the skin of the finger, and flowing back into the dantian along the meridian.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged with his back against the wellhead, running Zhou Tian to heal his wounds.

There is not much time until the Jiazi Gathering Array in Fuyun Mountain opens, and Bai Leng must adjust to the best state.

Of course, this was mainly to deal with Fan Jiuyou.

Speaking of the cooperation between Bai Leng and Fan Jiuyou...

Fan Jiuyou's old **** went to Bai Leng. First, the Bai family is a local cultivator in Licheng, and there are many conveniences for activities in Licheng. Second, the Bai family in Licheng is on good terms with Wuyue Sect's Huanchen Sect. Once the Huanchen Sect is there If there is any trouble, you can also get news in advance through Bethlehem.

Naturally, there may be benefits: when the Jiazi Spirit Gathering Array is opened, one-third of the aura will be owned by Bai Leng.

It seems like a mutual benefit.

But cooperating with Xie Xiu is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger!

Bai Leng didn't believe that the old **** Fan Jiuyou would really keep his promise. Not only that, he might even kill him at that time. How could he not take precautions?

So it has to be handled with care.

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In the morning two days later, the dawn has not yet risen, and the sky is hazy.

Ge Mu stood on the top of Xiaoyuan Mountain.

Long body independent, light as a cloud.

It's time to enter the realm of foundation building.

After a few days of recuperation, his physical condition has reached the ultimate state, and he can build a foundation. Among the mortal cultivators, there are only a handful of people who can break the foundation-building realm at the age of nineteen. Yingsha stands in the distance to protect him. Still feel incredible.

Under her gaze, Ge Mu curled his fingers to sacrifice a burst of light on the Spirit Essence Stone.

Thirty blue spiritual essence stones were all covered with light, the surface slowly peeled off white powder, and the aura that spewed out gathered into a stream.

Spiritual energy rises.

Like a wandering dragon, roaring towards Ge Mu.

hum—

When the majestic aura came into contact with Ge Mu, the surrounding air seemed to shake ~www.novelbuddy.com~, swaying the surrounding clouds towards the bamboo forests all around.

After a while, the spiritual energy began to seep into Ge Mu's meridians from the pores.

He sacrificed "Dayan Yin-Yang Art" to run Zhou Tian, ​​and his spiritual energy quickly entered his dantian, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, the rivers went straight down, without the slightest stagnation and pause.

To build a foundation is to build the foundation of the immortal way.

Aims to make up for innate deficiencies.

Humans, once born, eat the five grains to give birth to the common people, and move the seven emotions and six desires to stimulate the internal organs, there are no exceptions.

It's like an hourglass that wears out constantly.

And foundation building is to make up for this shortcoming, so that the human body will not be born, the spirit will not be overflowing, and it will become flawless. Only in this state can we go further on the long immortal path. Therefore, it is also said that the foundation building period is to enter the immortal path. threshold.

Ge Mu is very clear about the essentials!

He is as empty as a valley, letting the spiritual energy pour into the body continuously, and at the same time speeding up the speed of Zhou Tian's operation to transport the majestic spiritual energy.

The spiritual essence stone on the ground quickly burned, and a storm of spiritual energy rolled up, holding him into the air.

An hour later...

Ge Mu absorbed all the spiritual energy contained in the hundreds of white spirit essence stones and twenty-nine blue spirit essence stones, and there was nothing left! He sat cross-legged in mid-air, mobilizing these powers, and the spiritual energy flowing into his dantian gradually showed signs of liquefaction.

The vast immortal way, the steps to the door—

He muttered in a low voice and used all his strength to compress the spiritual power in his dantian.

The 36,000-degree spring and autumn are not over yet.

There is still an empty seat in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The soul is immortal.

Wait for me to bathe_the fire will come back!

boom-

The spiritual energy in the dantian had collapsed to half, and it was still collapsing under the pressure of Ge Mu's full strength. Gradually, the first drop of spiritual fluid condensed.

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