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Chapter 30: The golden elixir is perfected and spreads all over the world

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    How powerful is the Golden elixir monk?

    Ning Caijun understood the lesson now. With a golden light shaped like lotus petals exploding on the river, a golden elixir ghost cultivator from Lanruo Temple appeared out of thin air in front of her and her sister-in-law.

    This Jindan ghost cultivator has a square face and a square body. There are three double-edged Xuanhua axes stuck behind his back like a peacock spreading its tail, and he is holding a long rusty handle.  The strong pressure radiating from the big bronze ax from all over the body solidified like glue.

    Just one glance at his lifeless gray-white eyes made Ning Caijun and Nie Xiaoqian feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

    "The Golden Light Method!" Ning Caijun secretly felt that something was wrong.

    Master Nagarjuna's memory told her that the third-level escape technique, 'Longing Earth Golden Light Technique', only consumes the equivalent of five thousand turns of real energy. Basically, every golden elixir monk can visualize it instantly. It has a similar effect.  For the inferior version of Shenzu Tong, once it is used, it can reach everyone within five thousand miles, with swords and shoes.

    This means that if a Golden Core cultivator encounters an invincible opponent, he will still have a good chance of escaping if he cannot defeat him; conversely, if he encounters an opponent who is weaker than himself, it will be difficult for the opponent to escape the title of Golden Core.  Chase and kill.

    It is precisely because of this that there is a popular saying in the world of cultivation: 'The great success of the golden elixir will spread all over the world'!

    Ning Caijun quietly glanced around, figuring out which direction to break through to have a chance to escape.

    Before she had sex with her sister-in-law, she still had the ambition to conquer the world. Now she has become a little more awake. Not everyone in Yanfu monk is as easy to bully as Zong Heng, the little bald man.

    "Xiaoqian has seen Linggu floating on the human body" Nie Xiaoqian is already desperate. She can't help but despair. The discipline troops of the eight wealthy families in Xiaofozhou are, without exception, composed of the Golden Core monks who are the best at fighting in the entire sect.  Of course, the law enforcement judge of Lanruo Temple is no exception.  A palm stretched out can still be as long as a finger. Isn't this the case for a golden elixir cultivator? Ordinary golden elixirs will inevitably sink in the sand when faced with such a good combat golden elixir, let alone a ghost cultivator like her who is at the tenth level of Qi refining?

    "No need to talk nonsense. For the sake of you being a disciple of our sect, commit suicide." The golden elixir ghost cultivator with the dharma name Linggu Fu coldly interrupted Xiaoqian's words and held the bronze ax in his hand.  Suddenly, twelve foundation-building ghost cultivators wearing lady hats slowly descended from the sky and surrounded Ning Caijun and Nie Xiaoqian with eager eyes.

    Jindan law enforcers generally rarely work as a single gang, and the sect also encourages them to form their own teams; but for law enforcement Jindan like Linggu Fushangren, who can pull together a luxurious team of twelve foundation-building ghost cultivators, in Xiaofozhou  It is also rare among the eight major sects.

    "Master, I can commit suicide, but I beg you to let my sister go." Xiaoqian begged the spiritual aunt to spare Ning Caijun's life. The pleading look on this beautiful female ghost's face was too disturbing.  Feeling distressed, even the twelve foundation-building thugs nearby could not bear it and were moved: "She is innocent, let her live."

    "Only because you dare to play with the art of charm" Linggu's dead fish eyes floating on people were like a pool of stagnant water, showing no pity for her: "You, this white deer girl parasitized by demon ginseng, and even the people of this mountain village, today  No one will survive later.¡±

    "Master Rong Bing" Ning Caijun took two steps closer and was blessed with a lot of charm. He suddenly opened his mouth and used a cold arrow, and a 'Yin Wave Flame' went over.

    A thin clear light appeared on Linggu¡¯s body, and when the ¡®Yinboyan¡¯ met him, it was like water meeting a reef, automatically diverting and sliding to both sides.

    "Reverse the divine light that protects the body of the Immortal?" Ning Caijun quickly dug up the relevant records from Master Nagarjuna's memory.

    "The Yinyan Ginseng Tree's innate spell 'Yinboyan' is specifically designed to restrain us Netherworld creatures. How can I not be on guard against it?" Linggu floated up and showed a cruel smile. The bronze ax in her hand shined hard on Ning Caijun's face.  Hit the forehead.

    The God of Underworld had long been planning how to escape. Wherever he could cut, Peach Cover immediately activated his body and flew in the opposite direction. Not only did he successfully avoid the sharp edge of the bronze ax, but he also hit it hard like a cannonball.  He went to a foundation-building ghost cultivator in the northwest corner.

    At first, she had a very difficult time dealing with her sister-in-law, a foundation-building cultivator. But now that she had realized the calamity technique of peach-covering her face, she immediately replaced the white wax pole with a steel gun, and with one swoop, she sat the foundation-building ghost cultivator into a big sesame seed cake made of bones and dregs.  , then took advantage of the force and jumped into the sky again, turning into a plume of exploding black smoke in the air.

    ¡°Aunts and sisters-in-law are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes.

    Ning Caijun can no longer take care of his sister-in-law. The ghost cultivators in Lanruo Temple seem to be much more powerful than his sister-in-law, so he should take a step aside first.

    Although the foundation-building ghost cultivator of Lanruo Temple is shockingDespite the sacrifice of their colleagues, they are all veterans who specialize in combat and have been on the battlefield for a long time. They reacted very professionally. Without saying anything, they each raised a 'cantharis arc flag', with protrusions on the flag trying to break free.  The ferocious grimace made a silent roar, creating circles of ripples in the air.

    Ning Caijun's 'Fire Escape Technique' was swept away by the ripples, and he appeared with sparks all over his body. Not only was he being stopped, it was as if he had fallen into an invisible dragnet, and he was trapped in it without struggling twice.  It was so entangled that it was like a fish on the chopping board, unable to move.

    "You dare to play such a trivial trick in front of me?" Ling Gu floated and sneered disdainfully: "These 'cantharis arc flags' that I refined with my own hands, each one is condensed with hundreds of thousands of evil dead souls, and their resentment is condensed.  The completed web of consciousness can anchor all spirits and restrain all escape techniques"

    Still unable to speak too fully, Ning Caijun's brows showed three thousand emotions, and he tore his tongue randomly and regained his ability to move.

    As the invisible web of resentment was broken by her, the 'Arc Flag' in the hands of the eleven foundation-building ghost cultivators also cracked into pieces, and countless ferocious faces turned into black wind.  And scattered.

    But Ning Caijun still couldn't escape Lanruo Temple's huge trap. Master Linggufu just stretched out his fingers to separate her, and turned her into a bug falling into amber, unable to move again.

    This move is the 'Soul Touch' of the ghost clan's golden elixir monk. Its effect is similar to the 'Bodhicitta' of the Buddhist golden elixir. Both are field control spells that integrate the power of mind and true energy. The difference lies in the 'Bodhicitta' of the Buddhist golden elixir.  The bodhicitta captures the physical body, while the ghost golden elixir's soul touch captures the soul - if the opponent does not resist, his soul will be crushed. If the opponent resists, the harder he struggles, the easier it will be to destroy him.  The soul is pulled out of the body like a carrot, and the end is miserable.

    Ning Caijun has copied the eighth divine consciousness, Ariye consciousness, from Zhuangyuan Lang. The divine soul is extremely strong. There is no need to worry about the soul being squeezed by the 'touch of the divine soul', but this kind of field control spell is a mixture of mind power and true energy.  But it is not easy to get rid of.

    Taking advantage of Ning Caijun's inability to move, the foundation-building ghost cultivators fully demonstrated the professional ability of Lanruo Temple's team of law enforcement judges to capture fighters. They took out the bone talismans one after another, and activated a lot of various spells and arrows.  Together, they blasted the poor God of Hell from the sky all the way to the river, causing the entire river to boil like a boiling porridge pot.

    Nie Xiaoqian watched on the sidelines, trembling with despair.

    The law enforcement team of Master Linggu is worthy of being our number one killer team in Lanruo Temple!

    Ning Caijun¡¯s skills were so weird that she even successfully killed Li, who was a foundation-building monk, but she still had no power to fight back against Linggu Fu!

    Jindan¡¯s three-axe is really terrifying!

    In terms of mobility, Master Linggufu has the "Golden Light Technique" that can travel thousands of miles in an instant and come and go freely. On the defensive end, he has the top-notch third-level shield spell "Inverted Immortal Protective Divine Light". On the offensive end, he has  The powerful control skill of 'Soul Touch', and these three axes are all mind-based visualization techniques. They are not as cumbersome and slow as the verbal secret techniques of chanting mantras or the body secret techniques of hand-formed seals.  It is an existence that low-level monks can resist!

    "What are you waiting for?" Linggu became impatient, and turned to Xiaoqian with her gray dead eyes: "I have left you a little dignity, you should know how to cherish it."

    Xiaoqian gritted her teeth and threw a sparkling bean on the ground. The bean fell into the ground as soon as it hit the ground, and grew when it was exposed to the wind. It burst out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a plant with four pythons hanging on it.  A strange tree with vine tentacles. The canopy the size of a cart wheel did not have a single leaf on it. Instead, there was a red gourd the size of a calf growing across it.

    "Come on, let me die in battle like a ghost cultivator!"

    "We at Lanruo Temple did not teach you in vain. Monks can die, but they must not wait to die." Linggu showed a hint of admiration, and Xiaoqian's "spreading beans into soldiers" also made him a little small.  Surprise: "Did you get this thing from the 'Spirit Gourd World'? The aura rhythm is very unique! Why haven't I seen this type of spirit gourd before?"

    Nie Xiaoqian didn't say anything, but looked at his back with a horrified look.

    Ning Caijun slowly rose from the river, wearing a belt in the wind and wearing socks in the dust. His whole body was bathed in a layer of eggshell-shaped, hazy clear light, just like the goddess in the river appearing in the world.

    After enduring the magic fire from eleven bone talismans, there was not a single scratch left on her body.

    Even the foundation-building ghost cultivators who have been fighting for a long time are a little confused and dumbfounded this time.

    Isn¡¯t ¡®Inversion of the Immortal Body Protecting Divine Light¡¯ a third-level shield spell exclusive to Jindan ghost cultivators?  How can this little girl visualize it without making a sound?  No matter how she looks, she doesn't look like a??Alchemy ghost cultivator!

    "This White Deer Girl is a bit evil. Don't use soul magic anymore." Linggu came up and her eyes tightened. Although she didn't understand how Ning Caijun had the epiphany of 'Inverting the Immortal Protective Light', he still based it on  With his own combat experience, he keenly found the root of the problem.

    However, his reminder was still a step too late. Ning Caijun's gaze swept across the area, and the eleven foundation-building ghost cultivators felt their bodies stiffen, and they were as unable to move as a fly that fell into amber.

    She stretched out her hand and shook it gently. A group of foundation-building ghost cultivators lay down in a helter-skelter shape without even saying a word. During the process of falling to the ground, they also switched from human form to various skeleton-like true forms.  The soul fire in his eyes suddenly went out.

    Linggu Fu¡¯s face remained expressionless, maintaining the reserve of a golden elixir cultivator very well, but the corners of her eyes could not help but twitch.

    He could not imagine how powerful this White Deer Girl¡¯s spiritual power was, that she could crush the souls of eleven foundation-building ghost cultivators at the same time with the ¡®Soul Touch¡¯.

    Although everyone thought the battle was over and carelessly did not turn on the magic shield, it is an indisputable fact that the power of the White Deer Girl's "Soul Touch" is far superior to her own level.

    Nie Xiaoqian was also shaken to pieces by the cheap sister-in-law. Could Houtu consciousness be such a terrifying existence?  She is obviously possessed by a living being, but she can learn the soul-like spells of the dead faster than copying books!

    "How can I thank you, the ghost cultivators of Lanruo Temple" The God of Underworld looked at his slender hands and couldn't help but laugh loudly, making the newly grown cypress hair dance like a ghost, "You guys  This violent beating only made me stronger!"

    "Fellow Taoist, who are you?" There was anger and hatred in Linggu's eyes, but there was no fear. He is a leader in the golden elixir ghost cultivator, and his soul has been calcined by the elixir fire into a relic flower.  He is not afraid of the other party's "Soul Touch" to seize the soul.

    "There is no need to talk nonsense. For the sake of you being the golden elixir of Lanruo Temple, I will allow you to commit suicide." Ning Caijun returned the original jade to her sister-in-law after what the spiritual aunt said to her. She actually wanted to anger this man.  So that I can imitate more golden elixir ghost cultivation techniques.

    "Really?" Linggu floated up and laughed angrily, throwing a handful of chess pieces into the wind, "What kind of cat and dog do you think I am? I am a golden elixir monk!"

    The chess pieces hovered in the air like birds, emitting colorful auras.

    Two red chess pieces with the word "horse" turned into golden helmets in the shape of horse heads and long mane tassels, which automatically covered Ling Gufu's head; two red chess pieces with the word "xiang" turned into different armor parts, from each part.  The direction clicked onto his body, hands and feet; the two red chess pieces with the word "rook" turned into two wind group wings, connecting to his sides; the two red chess pieces with the word "cannon" turned into two pieces with the glow of runes.  The blunderbuss was placed on his shoulder; a red chess piece with the word 'handsome' hit his face and turned into a majestic mask like a god.

    Five red "soldier" chess pieces fell into the river, and immediately surged and combined into five crystal-like ice-man archers; two red "shi" chess pieces burst into black smoke, and two figures with yellow scarves on their heads slowly walked out, holding hands  The giant skeleton of the giant axe, every inch of its joints reflected dazzling golden light.

    In just a blink of an eye, Linggu Fushangren had turned into an iron pagoda warrior with an elephant's face embossed on his breastplate, and the colorful auras all over his body were like wolf smoke, penetrating into the sky.

    Although Ning Caijun didn't know the origin of the chess piece he threw, Master Nagarjuna's memory told her that it must be a magic weapon.

    In this situation, her first reaction was to stand up and draw a wonderful parabola in the air, then sit viciously with her round butt towards the golden elixir ghost cultivator who was armed to the point of his eyes.

    Nie Xiaoqian¡¯s monster gourd tree also took the opportunity to stretch out four python-like vine tentacles and firmly grasped Linggu¡¯s floating ankle.

    The two gun tubes on the Jindan Ghost Repair shoulder armor automatically aimed at the ghost girl and sprayed out a silver beam of light as thick as a child's arm. With two bangs, a huge crater the size of a pond was created. Wherever the silver beam passed,  All the soil turned into a beautiful red porcelain texture - Nie Xiaoqian naturally disappeared.

    There was a loud bang, and Ning Caijun sat down on Linggu's helmet, but the other person was as steady as an old dog, and he only sank slightly and then stood still.

    "It's broken!" As soon as this thought flashed through the mind of the God of Underworld, he was sent flying by a big bronze axe, and his whole body was chopped into two pieces at the waist.

    The golden elixir ghost cultivator casually raised his foot, tore off the four vine tentacles wrapped around his ankle, and cast his gaze towards the distant night sky.

    Under the moonlight, there is a beautiful flowing cloud, wrapped in lightning and thunder, coming menacingly.
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