There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

These three Nascent Soul Pills should be ordinary Nascent Soul Pills. For more than a month, Baiyunlou has not shown up in the academy, so it must be refined by the Fire Master.

Master Huo was sitting next to him, and Baiyun Tower knew that it was true, but when the ordinary Nascent Soul Pill became a pill, he didn't see Pill Jie coming to disturb him, which saved Aunt Xia, who was protecting him, some tricks.

After a little thought, Baiyunlou whispered to Master Huo that he had a predestined relationship with the head teacher Lingxiaozi, and he wanted to refine a batch of top-quality Yuanying pills with all his heart.

The Fire Master nodded slightly in response.

At this time, Ling Xiaozi walked to a formation on the sand table, and after a little induction, he knew the key to the use of this sand table.

After thinking for a while, Ling Xiaozi sat cross-legged on the sand table, and after a while, there was movement on the sand table.

A mountain peak appeared above the sand table, a vigorous old tree stood obliquely on the top of the peak, and Ling Xiaozi's figure appeared on a bluestone slab under the tree.

The entire peak exudes a breath of spring, and the vigorous old tree also sprouts new green shoots, and Ling Xiaozi under the tree is also exuding a vigorous atmosphere.

As the aura fluctuates slightly, the scene is slowly changing.

In the twinkling of an eye, it seems to be summer, and the scorching sun is coming, but the dense branches and leaves of the old trees leave a shade on the peak.

Under the shade of the tree, Ling Xiaozi's breath was strong, but he didn't show any signs of irritability. It was like a touch of coolness under the scorching sun, and there was calmness in his majesty.

Then the scorching sun seemed to lose its power, and the rustling autumn wind blew by, the green leaves turned from green to yellow, and finally the trees were full of dark red autumn leaves.

As the leaves fell piece by piece, the breath of Ling Xiaozi under the tree also fell little by little, and gradually this breath became more and more similar to the breath of the big tree.

When the last leaf fell on his body, Baiyunlou couldn't feel Lingxiaozi's breath in his spiritual sense.

In Baiyun Tower's spiritual perception, Ling Xiaozi was already a fallen leaf.

As the breath of winter became more and more intense, flakes of snow fell on the peak, the ancient trees, and Ling Xiaozi.

The ancient tree was covered with snow, and Ling Xiaozi under the tree seemed to have already become a part of the ice and snow. With the snow and ice covering it, even if he used his spiritual sense to sense it, he was just a snowman.

Seeing Baiyun Tower and Junior Sister Xia, they were most touched here, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, thinking of the sprouting power emanating from the jungle of the manor.

However, Ling Xiaozi showed a more harmonious adaptation.

With the arrival of a hint of spring, the snow melted and fell, revealing the bare branches and the figure of Ling Xiaozi.

At the same time, the branches of the tree and the figure under the tree showed a hint of sprouting.

Like a frozen river gradually melting, strands of life flow out through the body, as if they are one body, heaven and man are one, and another reincarnation begins.

As the breath of the sand table fell, the scene in the sand table gradually dissipated, and all the monks who watched had a sense of unfinished business.

Even the disciples of the Zixiao sect saw such a thorough and realistic Taoist performance for the first time. It turns out that this is the unity of heaven and man taught by the master on weekdays, and Taoism follows nature.

Ling Xiaozi waved his big sleeves, and strolled back to the seat where the Dao was discussed, but the traces of Dao Yun that were consistent with the Dao still seemed to be lingering in the field.

After a while, the monks in the field came back to their senses, and the head of the mountain took two steps forward, bowed to Lingxiaozi and said, "Daoist Lingxiao really has come a long way on this road, I admire you."

"The head of the mountain has won the award."

"The Daoist performance by Shanzhang and fellow Daoist Lingxiao is really eye-opening. Next, the little brother will show his shame. It must be far from the cultivation level of the two Daoists, so don't laugh at it." At this time, he stepped onto the sand table, cupped his hands and said with a smile.

The head of the mountain returned the courtesy and said: "Friend Daoist, you are joking, the fire technique of Raging Flame Sect has its own unique features."

The head teacher of the Raging Flame Sect walked forward slowly, walked to the fire formation, and started the fire performance with a wave of his sleeve.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being the Raging Flame Sect, who came up to directly evolve the way of changing and purifying the fire element.

The sand table circle was instantly filled with red and yellow flames, and started to swim around with the idea of ​​the head teacher of the Raging Flame Sect.

Chapter 2 and Three

The wandering red and yellow flames hovered endlessly in the sand table, devouring each other, bursting out bursts of dazzling light, and the heat wave was billowing.

As the flame light group became less and less, the color of the flame gradually changed, turning into yellow and white. It can be seen that the flame is hotter.

The condensing and devouring between the flames did not stop, and finally condensed into a huge group of yellow and white flames.

At this time, I saw the Raging Flame Sect's head teaching method pinch, and the condensed yellow-white flame shrank suddenly, and immediately shrank to [-]% of its original size, and the color of the flame also changed to a blue color.

"Well, all methods return to the same goal. Although the condensing techniques are different, the condensed effects are not too different." Bai Yunlou thought to himself.

This method of condensing fireworks is basically the same as the real fire technique in the back mountain of the academy.

However, it seems that the condensing in the sand table is not over yet, a stream of spiritual energy wraps the blue true flame and spins itself.

As time passed, the speed of the flame's rotation became faster and faster, and the fire essence aroused from the surroundings poured into the flame one after another.

At this time, the monks in the field could not feel the temperature of the fireworks at all, as if all the temperature was sealed by a layer of rotating barrier.

All of a sudden, the color of the firework slowly changed as it spun, from blue to blue-purple.

Gradually, a flame of blue inside and purple outside was condensed, and the purple firework became more and more brilliant, and finally turned into a whole body of purple, a slightly transparent flame floating in the air.

At this moment, it seemed as if the barrier that trapped the flames was instantly burned out, and a powerful wave of scorching spiritual power scattered in all directions.

The head of the mountain sealed the surrounding area of ​​the sand table with powerful mana in time, so that the fluctuation did not affect the monks present, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After the faint purple fire appeared in the world, the sky eyes of Baiyun Tower were all open, only to see the fire essence in the back mountain flowing into the purple fire like a sea of ​​rivers.

The head teacher of Raging Flame Sect suddenly raised his hand, sealed up the flame with a spell, and took out a spirit treasure in the shape of a clay pot to store it in it. Judging by his careful appearance, it seems that this purple flame was not easy to come by.

After putting away the purple fire, the head teacher of Raging Flame Sect couldn't help showing joy, bowed his hands to the head of the mountain and said: "I didn't expect that the sand table magic weapon in the academy is so miraculous that it can assist in refining the baby fire, and the fire spirit in the cave in the academy Qi is abnormally sufficient, and this is a success.”

"Baby fire? This purple fire is actually the baby fire that can only be refined by monks in the fairyland in the legend?" Shan Zhang asked curiously.

"Exactly, the Raging Flame Sect has a formula for condensing infant fire, which can condense infant fire at the golden core stage, and the effect of alchemy is very good, but it is very difficult to condense infant fire, and it is difficult to refine it. A stable infant fire." The head teacher of Raging Flame Sect said with a nod.

"I didn't expect that the sand table magic weapon refined by the academy could perform the formula of condensing the baby fire more smoothly, and the fire essence in the cave of the academy is extremely abundant, so this time the baby fire can be condensed so smoothly and smoothly. Quick."

The condensing of this infant fire was beyond Baiyunlou's expectations. I also knew that the infant fire was a fairy fire commonly used by monks in the earth fairyland.

But after Baiyunlou got the Samadhi True Fire, he didn't take the baby fire very seriously.

But this time, after seeing the real baby fire, I realized something. It seems that the baby fire is the most suitable fairy fire for cultivation base and Yangshen cultivation.

I have seen the condensing method taught by the head of Raging Flame Sect and used it as a reference. With the strength of the Yang God now, it should not be difficult to condense the baby fire.

While thinking about it, Baiyunlou looked at the fire master beside him, and saw that the fire master seemed to have fallen into a state of epiphany. It should be that he had observed the baby fire condensing just now, and had a momentary insight.

This means that these sects are on good terms with each other, otherwise they would have used secret magic powers in front of so many disciples of other sects.

Worried that the Fire Master who was in the epiphany would be disturbed, Baiyunlou's divine sense stretched out, and an invisible mask directly covered the Fire Master.

The slight fluctuations in the spiritual sense made Ling Xiaozi on the opposite side feel something, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at the Baiyun Tower, sensing the existence of the protective spiritual consciousness shield, and also seeing the fire master who was enlightening.

The enlightened fire master was nothing, but the young man opposite, who only had the cultivation of the foundation stage, was able to display the supernatural powers only after the divine consciousness transformed into form, Ling Xiaozi couldn't help but take a second look.

While thinking about it, the young man raised his eyes and looked over, and nodded to himself, Ling Xiaozi looked at it with a sense of kindness, although he was puzzled, there was a sense of joy spontaneously, and he couldn't help but also smiled and nodded .

At this time, the voice of the head teacher of Raging Flame Sect came from the field asking: "Master Shanchang, I don't know if the academy will undertake the task of refining this sand table magic circle."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaozi couldn't help paying attention. It should be much more convenient to use this magic circle to give his disciples Dao performances or insights.

The head of the mountain laughed when he heard the words, and said loudly: "Naturally, after this Dao Discussion Conference, you can go to Feiyang to make an appointment. He is the president of the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce, and now the academy's alchemy and tools are also provided by the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce. assigned tasks."

Hearing this, the little fat man quickly stood up and greeted the head teacher of Raging Flame Sect.

At this time, the monks and disciples of the three major sects realized that the president of the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce, which has been famous throughout the Great Xia for the past few months, is actually this little fat man in front of him.

Surprised, he couldn't help becoming very interested in the several academy disciples sitting on the seminar seats. The academy with several Jindan stage monks actually allowed four young disciples to sit on the seminar seats to watch the ceremony. So simple.

With the matter of the sand table magic circle settled, the head teacher of the Raging Flame Sect returned to the discussion table contentedly.

Seeing the return of the head teacher of the Raging Flame Sect, Xuan Xuanzi, the head teacher of the Xuanling Sect, stood up and said: "This school doesn't have any special insights or supernatural powers, and the only thing that can be used is the Royal Beast, and the little girl Caiwei will show it off." Come on."

The head of the mountain happily replied: "I heard that the head teacher of Xuanling has a jewel in his palm who is good at controlling beasts. He has already broken into the foundation building stage at a young age. The future is limitless. It is also good for the little friend Caiwei to show the way of controlling beasts." It is an honor for the disciples of the Academy."

While speaking, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old female cultivator sitting not far from Junior Sister Xia stood up.

Standing up this time, Baiyunlou couldn't help sighing, this should be the legendary seven-point appearance and ten-point figure.

Xuanling taught Caiwei who walked into the arena, her heroic face showed a bit of delicateness, and she was already quite handsome, but with her slender long legs and Miaoman's provocative figure, she looked more vivid .

Baiyun Building was enjoying the room, when Junior Sister Xia leaned over and whispered, "Brother, this sister is in good shape."

"In the eyes of the senior brother, the junior sister's figure is the most perfect." Bai Yunlou replied in a very positive tone.

Hearing the senior brother's deep tone, Xia Zhaoyang couldn't help feeling a little more confident, but he secretly decided to ask Xiao Hualing if he had time to see if there were any melons and fruits that could replenish his figure.

Chapter 2: The Cloud Swallowing Beast

While speaking, the fiery female cultivator Caiwei had already walked into the arena, and the little cloud-swallowing beast followed its master with leisurely steps.

"Little girl Caiwei, today I have the honor to act on behalf of the Xuanling Sect. Please give me advice, senior practitioners and comprehension fellows." It is on the formation disk on one side of the sand table formation.

"Dazui, go over and stand outside the sand table." Caiwei said to the little cloud-swallowing beast, and the little beast ran obediently to the field outside the sand table.

Hearing the name of the little beast, Baiyunlou couldn't help but look at the small curved mouth of the little cloud-swallowing beast, and thought to himself: "Big mouth..., this name feels strange."

Caiwei seemed to have a cheerful temper, and in a moment she activated the sand table magic circle, and after a little trial, she knew how to operate the magic circle.

Suddenly, the figure of a colorful tiger appeared in the sand table, as if it was real. Suddenly, this tiger seemed to see the prey, and rushed towards the little cloud-swallowing beast beside the sand table.

The little Cloud Swallowing Beast on the sidelines was not in a hurry, and when the tiger was about to pounce, it suddenly opened its mouth and roared loudly.

With the eyes of the sky, the sound waves roared from the mouth of the little cloud-swallowing beast seemed to be real, and shock waves rushed towards the tiger.

The two avatars came into contact with each other, and there was a loud noise, and a circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions.

The fierce tiger was defeated by the giant roar of the little cloud-swallowing beast, and it shattered into pieces, turning into pure spiritual energy and scattered.

The little cloud-swallowing beast let out a long roar, and sat down on the spot, as if it was no longer interested in this level of attack.

Caiwei standing on the formation plate seemed to have detected the power of the magic circle, and for a while, she became interested, and the magic formula was pinched, and a piece of thickness more than a foot thick and several feet long was re-condensed. python.

This giant python hovered and wandered in the air in the sand table circle, as if it was still absorbing spiritual energy, its body became more and more solid, and suddenly made a breakthrough, as if it had stepped into the middle stage of the demon core.

Aware of the strength of the giant python in front of it, it seemed that the little cloud swallowing beast was under pressure, and it got a little serious, and stood up from the spot.

The snow-white curly hair trembled, and a trace of mist evaporated from the hair, which should be a kind of magical power for body protection.

Seeing that her spiritual pet was ready, Caiwei raised her brows, curled her mouth, pointed at the magic formula with her fingertips, and the circling python turned around and rushed towards the little cloud-swallowing beast.

With a strong momentum, the giant python forced the cloud-swallowing beast to take a step back. Before the giant python reached its body, the little cloud-swallowing beast roared out again.

The effect of the giant roar this time was limited, it just made the giant python slow down, but after a while, the breath of the giant python exploded, broke through sound waves, opened its mouth, and swallowed the little cloud-swallowing beast.

The little Cloud Swallowing Beast took another step back, but sank slightly, jumped up, jumped directly on top of the giant python's head, and slapped it down with one palm.

Looking at the small figure, it seems that there is a shocking power in it, a small palm, but it exploded the giant python's forehead.

However, the explosion of the head did not affect the movement of the giant python at all. It turned around, as if turning around, but its tail was like a giant whip, and the explosion sound was drawn on the body of the little cloud-swallowing beast.

This time, it was really hit, and the little cloud-swallowing beast was pulled out a few feet away, and fell firmly into the thunder pit.

Fortunately, the thunder pit has been refined by Lei Jie to be very solid, otherwise it would definitely be a mess of rocks flying.

The little cloud-swallowing beast rolled for more than a foot in the thunder pit before stopping, looking quite unbearable.

Shaking its head, the little Cloud Swallowing Beast looked left and right, and saw that everyone was smiling and looking over, as if it had never experienced such a humiliation, its hair exploded, and with a roar, its figure swayed, and it suddenly rose up.

In a short while, his stature grew to a height of nearly ten feet. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. When he clapped his two giant palms, the whole mountain seemed to tremble twice.

The giant python returned to the sand table circle, and after circling twice, the exploded python's head recovered.

After the little cloud-swallowing beast showed its true form, the giant python in the sand table circle rushed out again.

Now the two giant beasts are about the same size, fighting and fighting in the thunder pool.

The giant python's body was covered with scars from being scratched by the cloud-swallowing beast, and the cloud-swallowing beast also received two whips. Finally, the cloud-swallowing beast fired a real fire, spraying a white mist from its mouth, directly covering the giant python.

The white mist was like a substance, and invaded the body of the giant python from the wound. After a while, the python seemed to lose control, twisting wildly, and turned into pure spiritual energy.

The Cloud Swallowing Beast suddenly opened its huge mouth and sucked it in. The white mist wrapped the pure aura, and it was instantly absorbed into the Cloud Swallowing Beast's body.

After swallowing the spiritual energy, the Cloud Swallowing Beast shrunk down and turned into a little one foot tall, lying lazily in the middle of the thunder pond as if it was a little stuffed.

A wonderful scene of giant beasts fighting made all the monks in the academy excited and applauded.

Caiwei on the sand table magic circle seemed to like the feeling of manipulating the magic circle very much. She reluctantly walked down from the magic circle, gave a light gift to the head of the mountain, and completed the Taoist performance of the Xuanling sect.

Caiwei walked up to the Cloud Swallowing Beast, gently picked up the lazy big mouth, and jumped back to the seat of the discussion.

As soon as she returned to her seat, the teacher's daughter pulled the little fat man over to ask about the sand table magic circle.

Hearing Caiwei ask about the price of the sand table magic circle, the little fat man replied: "The specific price has to be confirmed with a few deacons of the chamber of commerce, but it probably costs thousands of spirit stones."

"It's only a thousand spirit stones, Junior Brother Feiyang, help Senior Sister's Xuanling Sect to book a set." Caiwei said boldly.

It seems that he is another owner who has no shortage of spirit stones. For this kind of big family, the little fat man welcomes him very much, and immediately agreed.