Although Lu Ping slandered in his heart that a blood Shura could condense a complete miniature spiritual vein, which was too little, he still hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's me who said it, it's me who said it, but what's going on?"

Linglong's remaining anger did not subside, and his mouth was naturally not angry, and he said: "Who told you that your ability is too poor, if you have the cultivation of the Fa Phase Period, the body just now can condense at least half of a miniature spiritual vein!"

This is the second time that Linglong has complained that Lu Ping's cultivation is too low, and Lu Ping can only listen, the Lingbao can only exert its power in the hands of the Faxiang monks, and the monks in the later stage of the forging pill can already be regarded as jīngying, just like Lu Ping, who can exert the power of the Lingbao in the Dao, even some weak Faxiang early stage monks may not be able to.

It seems that his cultivation does need to be improved, but when he is cultivating now, he is already a cultivator of the ninth layer of the forging pill for more than a hundred years, although there is still a long way to go from the ninth layer of the forging pill to the condensed golden pill grade, and it is even more difficult to advance the Dharma phase period from the peak of the forging pill, and the effort spent during the period may be equal to the time he is cultivating now, even so, it is also an unattainable height in the cultivation world to advance the Dharma phase period with more than two hundred years of cultivation time.

Lu Ping thought to him for the time being, and said to Linglong with a smile: "It's not that Linglong can condense too few spiritual veins, but that these Moluo are too bad, and a few Moluo equivalent to the late stage of the forging pill can only condense one-half of the miniature spiritual veins at most, which is also too bad." ”

Lu Ping paused, and then said: "Even the Blood Shura and the Blood Demon are too bad, even if I advance to the Dharma Phase Period, I can only condense two miniature spirit veins......

Linglong interrupted Lu Ping's words and said, "Even if you advance to the Law Phase Stage, the spirit vein that can be condensed from the Blood Demon is at most a miniature spirit vein. ”

Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, and said, "Why, didn't you just say that you can condense one from the Blood Shura now, if you wait for me to advance the Fa ,......?"

Linglong snorted coldly, but said a little embarrassed: "It's not because of you, but because of Linglong's body." ”

Linglong saw that Lu Ping was a little wooden, and then explained: "Linglong is only a spirit treasure that has survived a thunderstorm now, and the body can condense a miniature spirit vein at most, even if there are more demons, it will not work." ”

"If you can let Linglong survive the second Thunder Tribulation and become a Second Tribulation Spirit Treasure, then Linglong's body will be able to condense a small spiritual vein, and if you survive the three Thunder Tribulations, as long as there are enough Demon Luo corpses, Linglong will be able to condense a medium-sized spiritual vein from them. ”

Lu Ping was slightly excited, and then asked, "What if you continue to grow and become a pure yang magic weapon?"

Linglong seemed to hate this master's high ambition, and said angrily: "Who knows, if you have the ability, you can ask the ape Dao people to go, according to legend, these magic weapons that can condense the spiritual veins are all passed on from the ape Dao people's natal artifact Dingling Sheniron, when the world first opened, it is said that the ape Dao people use their own natal artifact to determine the world's spiritual veins, and the Lingshen Iron is said to be the pure yang magic weapon, and the name of the Dingling Iron ranks fourth among the major artifacts in the opening of the sky, second only to the Pengdao people's Seven Treasures Thunder Hu, The natal sword of the Jiaodao people and the creation furnace of the turtle people. ”

"Determine the spiritual veins of the world?"

Lu Ping looked at Linglong with some dumbfounded, as if he had just realized that Lingling actually had such a powerful inheritance bloodline, and said, "Doesn't that mean that you may also be able to achieve the Soul Fixing Divine Iron in the future?"

Linglong didn't remember how many times she had rolled her eyes: "We were just imitated, and if we want to become a pure yang magic weapon like a spirit god, even we don't know it, in short, after opening the Seven Ancestors of the Heavens, have you heard of anyone who has raised their own magic weapon to a pure yang magic weapon?"

Linglong paused, as if she felt that it was not enough to hit Lu Ping, and then added, "There is also a Seven Treasure Thunder Gourd in your heart core space, that is even more of a scourge, other Spiritual Treasures in the face of the Thunder Tribulation, even if they can't be crossed, they can be abandoned by the master, and it will rarely hurt the people who help the Lingbao survive the Thunder Tribulation, and although the power of the Seven Treasure Thunder Gourd is great, it is a target for thunder, and I don't know how many of their masters have been buried together in the Thunder Tribulation in history." ”

Lu Ping subconsciously passed his divine thoughts through the core space of his heart, but saw that Qibao Lei Hu was obediently revolving around his golden pill at this time, as if he had heard what Linglong said, and it seemed that he was really a little more peaceful than Ping.

Lu Ping sighed secretly, and for a while he didn't know whether he should be happy or worried now, so he had to say: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and let's take one step first!"

After a few hours, Lu Ping finally got rid of several waves of Moluo interceptions from the vast grassland, and once again came to the town where the human monks gathered after he had just entered the Western Wasteland, and Linglong gradually gathered enough aura to condense the two miniature spiritual veins.

This town has not yet been affected by the Moro, but it is already a rumor here, many monks in the town have organized spontaneously, and at the same time, many monks sent by other sects have formed an alliance led by the West Wilderness Temple, preparing to resist the invasion of the Moluo.

The intensity of this Moluo's invasion has obviously exceeded the expectations of all the monks in the Western Wasteland, and its strength can be said to have swept the entire Western Wasteland, and there have been several demon races that are quite powerful in the Western Wasteland, and the white-fronted tiger clan of the three royal clans has been captured by the Moluo, and I don't know how many bloodlines can survive, otherwise the white-fronted tiger clan will probably become extinct, and the other two royal clans, Tianma and Jinpeng, are also too busy to take care of themselves.

After Lu Ping entered the town, he met many monks with familiar faces, all of whom he had seen in the land of the source of the river, and he thought that they had all broken through the interception of Moluo from the depths of the grassland and came to this town for a temporary rest.

The town has already been rumored about the opening of the source of the river this time, Ma Chenxi's death is no longer a secret, and the four-person melee with Xie Tianyang, Li Tong, and Ma Chenxi has achieved the reputation of Lu Xuanping in Beihai, and at the same time, killing Lei Lao Liu and snatching Jiao Bloodstone has made Lu Ping's fame have a legendary color.

Other things such as the appearance of the blue sea spirit snake, the four mid-phase monks of the Tianma clan descended to the land of the source of the river and chased and killed Li Tong of the Koi clan, Zhang Zhiming of the Xihuang Palace, and Xie Tianyang of the Ziyang Palace were also dressed with eyebrows and eyes.

Li Tong and Zhang Zhiming both had the forces of the Koi Clan and the Western Wilderness Hall to respond nearby, but they suffered some losses under the hands of the two mid-phase monks of the Tianma Clan and were rescued by the Dharma Ancestors of their respective forces who rushed over.

And Xie Tianyang is miserable, the name of Ziyang Palace is shocking, but it is far away from the Western Wilderness and can't quench his thirst, but this Xie Tianyang's ability is vividly displayed under the persecution of Ma Li Ancestor of the Tianma Clan, it is said that he has been caught up by Ma Li Ancestor three times, but he escaped from him three times.

In the end, Xie Tianyang was certainly embarrassed, but he didn't escape from Ma Li Ancestor's hands once, and his prestige was even more once, and Ma Li Ancestor, an old monk in the middle of the Fa Xiang, was even more difficult to ride, and now he almost became the laughing stock of the Western Wasteland, even if he captured Xie Tianyang, it was estimated that it would be difficult to save his reputation, but he couldn't stop, and the two of them were still circling in the prairie of the Western Wasteland.

However, it is said that the news has been transmitted back to Ziyang Palace, and there is already the powerful starry night of Ziyang Palace rushing towards the Western Wasteland to prepare to receive Xie Tianyang, and now people are discussing whether this Xie Tianyang can still hold out until the moment when the power of Ziyang Palace arrives.

Lu Ping came to the town only half a time, and he knew all the things that had happened in the Western Wasteland, but what he didn't expect was that the situation in the Western Wasteland suddenly became so complicated because of the disaster in the Heyuan Land and the Moluo, and he himself undoubtedly occupied a role as a behind-the-scenes promoter among the various forces that stirred up the situation.

There is a teleportation array in the town, which is also the reason why the monks gathered in the town have the courage to fight with Moluo, anyway, once something is not harmonious, give up this town and leave through the teleportation array, the reason why you want to fight this battle with Moluo is only because the disaster of Moluo is a catastrophe for the entire cultivation world, and you can't hide if you want to, and the monks in the cultivation world also have this awareness.

It's just that Lu Ping can't use this teleportation array and walk away, he knows that the place where the teleportation array is opened is often the most heavily guarded place, and every monk who uses the teleportation array will be tested by many formations, exotic treasures, high-level and so on, with his current supernatural powers, it is okay to hide it under the inadvertent circumstances of most monks, if he wants to pass the detection of the teleportation array, he does not have this confidence.

At this time, his reputation was in a mess, and only the two bloodstones on his body could provoke several Faxiang monks to besiege him to death, and now it is a situation full of rumors, and many of the various circulating versions of Ma Chenxi's death were poured dirty water on him, but this dirty water did not wronged him at all, and he didn't think that these people would give him a chance to argue at that time.

There is always a sense of xenophobia, and now there are already many people who are not angry, a monk from the barren land of the North Sea, who doesn't know what kind of shit luck he has taken, actually got such a great reputation and benefits, which will put these heroic people in Middle-earth and the Western Wasteland!

Lu Ping now suspected that once his identity was revealed, he was afraid that without the high-ranking monks of the Tianma Clan or other sect clans coming, these monks around him would immediately beat him to death.

And now that the town is resting for a day or two, these days of running and fighting not only make Lu Ping's true yuan unable to fully recover, but more importantly, the fatigue of the jīng god needs to be relieved, not to mention the hidden danger of taking the exploding yuan pill.

Lu Ping Shi Ran wandered around the town, at this time, because the atmosphere of the war was getting closer and closer, the Fang market in this town was even more prosperous, Lu Ping picked and selected a lot of spiritual grass from it, saying that Lu Ping himself had not opened Nachuan Ding for several years, and he didn't know if this alchemy was unfamiliar.

"Squeak-"

Well?

Lu Ping had just bought an uncommon three-thousand-year-old spirit grass from the stall at the price of a thousand-year-old spirit grass, when a somewhat familiar cry sounded in his ears, and Lu Ping could clearly feel that this cry seemed to be directed at him.

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