Two hundred and forty-four, Yuanyang’s natal life

Two hundred and forty-four, Yuanyang’s natal life

Wang Chong knew that the Heaven-Building Sect's skills were lacking, and even if Han Yan found some of them in the Aluo Sect, they were still not perfect. He had to learn from himself and use the Heavenly Evil Golden Lotus to control monsters to make up for it.

He didn't try to dissuade her, and sent Han Yan away with a finger.

Qi Bingyun sat cross-legged on the flower carpet, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nothing.

The atmosphere between the three of them was still slightly awkward.

Wang Chong adjusted the mirror light and locked it in the distance, illuminating the location of the big demon. Just as he was thinking about whether to help, he heard someone say from behind: "How can you let people out?"

Wang Chong couldn't help being surprised and asked: "Why not?"

The man said: "Every time it goes in and out, the spiritual energy leaks out, and it's too slow for us to recover our true energy."

Wang Chong felt angry, so he turned around and saw a middle-aged monk who was quite dirty and had a scowl on his face. He was obviously very angry.

The middle-aged monk suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "Besides, you are unfair. Why do you just let that woman sit on the spiritual flower carpet? You don't invite us up either?"

He was angry and very capable, so he went directly to the tapestry. It looked like he wanted to sit next to Qi Bingyun.

Wang Chong didn't think twice and sent the guy out casually.

The middle-aged monk was thrown out by Wang Chong, and the little bit of true energy he finally recovered leaked out like crazy, with colorful smoke coming out of his body. This did not mean that his true energy was special, but that... his true energy was mixed and not pure enough.

As soon as Wang Chong sent this man out, there was a soft voice, and he said in a slightly accusing tone: "This gentleman didn't say anything, why did you put him to death?"

Wang Chong thought for a while, then raised his hand again and sent this "indignation-filled" person out of the cave.

Wang Chongzhen was not interested, so he explained to others that he saved people, and you have received my kindness, so don't know what is good and what is evil. Don't be like a camel in the sky, begging travelers to let you warm your feet in the tent, and then ask for half of your body to be warmed. Finally, you enter the tent and drive the owner out.

He does not save people for gratitude, so he will not explain to others why I am not willing to save people as you ask.

For Wang Chong, he only has one thought: If you don't like me saving people like this, then don't save them.

Wang Chong is not a compassionate elder. After all, he is from a demon sect and has a surly temperament.

Two people were thrown out, but some were still unconvinced. A young and energetic boy suddenly stood up and shouted: "Why are you so surly? You want to kill someone after just a few words? You have the ability. Just throw us all out! Do you think your conscience is at ease?"

Wang Chong did not send people out directly this time, but asked: "Do you all think like this young man? Do you want me to send you all out?"

Wang Chong asked three times in a row, but none of the people he rescued answered, saying that they did not think so.

The young man who came out to accuse him snorted arrogantly and said, "You know now how unpopular you are, right?"

Wang Chong nodded, gave an order, and with a swing of Xiao Huang Snake's body, all these people were thrown out.

This big demon excitedly circled over the heads of these people, swallowing up all the lost energy in their bodies.

Qi Bingyun felt a little unbearable, but he didn't say a word or stop him in any way.

Wang Chong laughed and said to himself: "It's hard to be a good person in this world!"

Qi Bingyun said; "It's hard to be a good person, but it's hard to be a real person."

Wang Chong seemed thoughtful and asked: "What kind of real person?"

Qi Bingyun smiled sweetly and replied: "Of course he is the kind of real person you think of."

Wang Chong felt as if someone had opened the top of his head and poured a ladle of ice water over him. His whole body was soaked, and he shouted: "I see, this is really difficult for a real person to do."

He sat down cross-legged, and thirty-six rays of light rushed out of his body. Within a moment, first one rushed out, then another, and then the third streak rushed out. He opened three channels in one breath. Gangmai.

The newly opened Gang Veins are not as long as a foot, but if one Gang Vein is opened, a natal spell can be refined, which means that Wang Chong's Taoist foundation will become more stable in the future.

Wang Chong's mind turned, and besides the longest Gang Vein measuring four feet and four feet, there was another three-foot-long Gang Vein, on which twelve talismans were born.

These twelve talismans were reborn, like magnets and iron, seducing Wang Chong out of the Yuanyang Sword Urn that Yin Dingxiu had hidden in his Dantian.

Wang Chong did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the twelve sword traps left by Yin Dingxiu merged with this Gang Vein.

With the help of the sword urn left by Yin Dingxiu, he refined the Yuanyang Sword Art into the second Gang Vein. From then on, in addition to the Taiyuan Immortal Capital Lei Spell, he had a second natal magic Yuan. Yang swordsmanship!

Wang Chongman shouted in a long voice: "Dongjun has not tried his thunder hand yet, he draws his sword and kills thousands of people in the mortal world. If he wants to know that it is not Qingtian Tower, he will throw down half of the Milky Way!"

He activated the magic of the big fire and flowed gold, and a red light appeared at his fingertips.

Originally, this spell, which uses fire to refine gold, can be regarded as a kind of strange sword energy, but there is no sword art to match it. Now it is activated by the Yuanyang Sword Art, and there are gradually dots of gold stars in the red light, and there is actually an extra one. points change.

If Qi Bingyun hadn't been present, Wang Chong would most likely have flown out the Yuanyang Sword. At this time, he could only use the technique of flowing gold with great fire to cope with the situation.

Qi Bingyun couldn't tell what kind of magic Wang Chong had mastered, but he vaguely felt that it was a swordsmanship. He couldn't help but thought to himself: "It turns out that Ji Lang is also good at swordsmanship, but he gave the Fire Crow Sword to me. Sure enough, it's easy to get." A priceless treasure and a rare lover'."

Wang Chong put away the spell and said with a smile: "Thank you Yun'er for your guidance. This sudden enlightenment has saved me at least ten years of hard work."

Qi Bingyun smiled and said: "Where are there many words of thanks? But you should save those people. At least it saves you ten years of hard work."

Wang Chong laughed, and he also knew that what he did was getting closer to the Demon Sect. It was not because the Dao Sect was indifferent and did not deny it. He only let Xiao Huang Snake go around in a circle again and rescued those people again.

Wang Chong glanced at these people. These people could not lock the acupoints all over their bodies, and their skills were low again. Most of them fainted, and a few were still strong, but they were also trembling.

Wang Chong shouted: "Go to the corner, meditate and practice on your own, and don't bother me. You only have one life, and you don't know how to feel. You are arrogant and talkative, and you really have the mentality of an animal."

How dare these people refute it?

They all obediently went to the corner, some were meditating, some were rescuing people, but no one dared to come and follow Wang Chongluosu anymore.

Wang Chong and Qi Bingyun were both paying attention to the fight between Han Yan and the big demon.