Clan Cultivation: Starting with Liver Experience

In the lush mountain forest, Lu Ya dropped the lifeless Nascent Soul demon in his hand.

During the period just now, he tried a variety of methods of harm.

He also tried all the vital points of the Shinto demon's body, and found that no matter whether his body, heart, or Dantian was broken, he could always recover quickly with the power of incense.

And this recovery will not weaken at all until the demon's incense and will power is exhausted.

"No wonder these people practice incense and become a god. Just the near-immortal method of incense's power to repair the body is fascinating enough."

Lu Ya lit a little real fire, and the corpse on the ground was immediately wrapped in the real sun fire.

The real fire burned blazingly, but there was no smell of burnt flesh and blood. Instead, there was a faint smell of incense rising.

After the real fire burned, the body of the Shinto demon turned out to be like offering divine incense. When the flames passed, only a pale human form of incense and ashes was left.

Lu Ya waved his hand, and a strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing the human figure away without a trace.

"It turns out that these Shinto demons are no longer pure flesh and blood, but more similar to bodies made of incense and wish power."

Lu Ya looked at the small god-shaped statue that was only as long as a finger and muttered to himself as the incense ashes flew away.

This deity exudes pure incense and aspiration, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility.

Lu Ya played with it curiously, then he put the god into the storage ring and moved forward.

Four days later.

On the bank of a large river, a young monk in black robes stopped here. He looked at the slowly flowing river with helplessness on his brows.

The visitor was none other than Lu Ya. In the past four days, he had encountered no less than ten Shinto demons. Without exception, these people had turned into gods and lay in his storage ring.

But what depressed him was that for four whole days, he didn't encounter a single Tianyuan monk.

"I don't know where these people are."

Lu Ya looked at the wide river in front of him and complained a few words in a low voice.

However, in the past few days, he has been able to see that after a long time in this small world owned by the Galaxy Daohua Sect, the former overlord of the Central Territory, most of the creatures in it have been wiped out, except for some who have no spiritual intelligence. Living things thrive in it.

But this is good, at least you don’t have to worry about negotiating with the local indigenous people.

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, he has no one to ask questions.

Just like now, he doesn't know anything about the construction industry arranged by Xinghe Daohua Sect in this small world.

"How about searching this entire small world."

Lu Ya murmured to himself, possessing the Golden Crow Rainbow Transformation Technique, this kind of thing is not too difficult for him.

Just as Lu Ya was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, a sharp sound broke through the air from behind him.

Lu Ya didn't even raise his head, but his figure pulled out afterimages and easily avoided the sneak attack from behind.

He turned around and saw a Shinto demon in the late Nascent Soul stage looking at him in shock.

He seemed to be wondering why Lu Ya avoided his inevitable sneak attack in this way.

Lu Ya looked at the latter calmly, and at the same time said patiently: "Can't you come up with a little bit of new ideas? Do you have to attack from behind?"

After saying that, his figure disappeared from the place.

The next moment, his figure appeared in front of the latter, his arm made of fine steel stretched out, grabbed the demon's neck, and lifted him in the air.

"Uh huh"

Lu Ya watched the demon in his hand struggle feebly, his eyes as calm as a deep pool.

"boom!"

A golden red flame ignited from the body of the Shinto demon, burning it into a human-shaped torch in the blink of an eye.

This is the fastest way to kill the Shinto demon that Lu Ya has found in the past few days. Using the true fire of the sun, it can cause considerable damage to the Shinto demon, and it can also accelerate the consumption of its reserve of incense and wish power.

Often a Shinto demon in the late Nascent Soul stage can only last three to five minutes in the true fire of the sun, and then he will be burned to ashes.

A few minutes later, the True Sun Fire in Lu Ya's hand gradually extinguished, and a pile of shallow incense ash appeared in front of him.

Lu Ya put the god in his hand into the storage ring and was about to leave when suddenly he turned to look at Dahe beside him.

In his perception, a ray of light was flying towards his location at great speed.

Moreover, this escape light is not the escape light of a Shinto demon with a very obvious scent of incense, but a real human monk.

"After coming here for so long, I finally met a human monk."

Lu Ya's eyes flashed with excitement, and then he stopped where he was, waiting for the other party's arrival.

A moment later, a ray of light crossed the river and landed not far from Lu Ya.

When the light dissipated, a male cultivator about twenty-five years old appeared in front of Lu Ya, wearing a blue Taoist robe with gold trim and a jade crown on his head.

He was walking on purple-patterned cloud shoes, with a tiger-shaped jade pendant hanging around his waist, and walked towards Lu Ya with a peaceful smile on his face.

When he walked about five feet in front of Lu Ya, he stopped, raised his hands and saluted: "I met fellow Taoist Yan Chixia of the Xuanzong of the Lower East Region."

"Yan Chixia?" Lu Ya suddenly repeated in surprise.

The young man opposite him suddenly raised his head, a special light flashed in his eyes, "Have you ever heard of Mr. Yan?"

"No, I just thought of an old friend.

Lu Ya shook his head calmly.

The smile on Yan Chixia's face froze for a moment, and she had no choice but to cough dryly and put her hand down.

Lu Ya raised his hand towards Yan Chixia and said, "Lu Ya from the Southern Territory has met fellow Taoist Yan."

"Southern Territory Lu Ya?" Yan Chixia's voice was full of doubts. He carefully recalled the contestants of Southern Territory Wuliang Haiya, and there was no one named Lu Ya among them.

But Xianmen taught him not only cultivation, but also how to behave in society. He smiled and cupped his hands and said: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Lu, disrespectful.

Fellow Daoist Lu, Yan is determined to win the first prize in the Immortal Sect Competition. I wonder if I can have a discussion with Fellow Daoist Lu on the bank of this long river? "

It's said to be a discussion, but in reality it's just a fight, with the winner plundering the loser's life-saving times.

When Lu Ya saw Yan Chixia being so polite, he naturally wouldn't refuse. The other party was determined to win the championship, so why wouldn't he win?

He was also unambiguous, stood up straight, nodded slightly and said, "In that case, Fellow Taoist Yan invites you."

"Okay! Please be merciful, Fellow Taoist Lu. You and I are just discussing Taoism." Seeing Lu Ya agreeing so readily, Yan Chixia's eyes showed a look of joy.

There are not many monks who are as open-minded as fellow Daoist Lu. The monks he met in the past few days either turned around and ran away, or they took advantage of him to kill the Shinto monster and launched a sneak attack after a disagreement.

How could Brother Lu be so grand? After noticing his arrival, he waited for his arrival without any hesitation. Now he agreed to his request for a competition without any hesitation.

In line with the principle of reciprocity, he felt that he should take care of Brother Lu a little bit, at least not to let Brother Lu get hurt too seriously, so as not to miss the opportunity of this small world.

But in order to take care of Lu Ya's face, he said such words.

When Lu Ya heard this, a smile appeared on his face, "Please rest assured, fellow Taoist Yan, Mr. Lu is very measured."

"Okay," Yan Chixia gave a high-five, then retreated ten feet away. He looked up at Lu Ya and said solemnly: "Brother Lu, please be careful."

The rule of sparring between monks is to stay ten feet apart. Yan Chixia's approach perfectly implemented the rules of sparring between monks.

Lu Ya just stood there and looked at Yan Chixia, the smile on his face never breaking.

He is worthy of being one of the five great immortal sects. Not only is he extremely talented, he is also extremely experienced in dealing with people.

The only one who can compare with Yan Chixia is Ji Xinhu, the formation genius in Wulianghaiya.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, please!" Lu Ya stood still and pointed with one hand.

Yan Chixia smiled slightly and said the same: "Fellow Daoist Lu, please."

As soon as he finished speaking, the magic power around him rose into the sky like a sea wave, and the heavy pressure instantly covered everything around him. Even Lu Ya could clearly feel the weight on his shoulders.

This genius from Xuanzong of the Universe is really not a weakling.

Yan Chixia flicked her finger, and drops of magic power turned into water drops and shot toward Lu Ya.

Its power was so powerful and so fast that in just the blink of an eye, it hit the back earth spirit shield on Lu Ya's body.

Lu Ya's shield suddenly trembled violently like chaff, but soon returned to calm.

After seeing how easily Lu Ya withstood his blow, Yan Chixia felt relieved and decisively started to attack.

"Friend Lu Dao, be careful!"

Yan Chixia gave a low shout, and then her momentum suddenly increased.

Mana surged in his hand, and a spell took shape in his hand almost instantly. The next moment he pointed at Lu Ya, and a slender water dragon suddenly jumped out of the water from the long river behind him.

The water dragon was blue in color, and its scales were thick and textured, shimmering with shadows in the sunlight. It twisted its long and powerful body and bit into Lu Ya.

Lu Ya could feel the terrifying lethality contained in this water dragon, especially the pair of spiritual eyes of the water dragon, which made Lu Ya understand that this water dragon spell had entered the realm of transformation.

After Yan Chixia released the water dragon, she did not stop. She pointed her sword in her right hand and said loudly: "Come!"

The sound of the long river behind him disappeared and became inaudible.

Boom!

Thunder suddenly sounded.

But if you listen carefully, it's not thunder, but the roar of swords.

Behind Yan Chixia, a long sword soared into the sky. The sword's blade was dazzling, but it was not the light of the sword, but the light of thunder.

The moment this thunder sword reached the sky, thunder roared instantly, and Lang Lang was covered in thunder almost instantly.

This is the Thunder Sword!

Just a whistle of the sword can cause thunder in the nine heavens and shock all living things.

The Thunder Sword was hanging in the air above Yan Chixia's head. Infinite thunder light fell on the Thunder Sword. The water dragon in front bared its teeth and claws and rushed in front of Lu Ya.

In just an instant, Yan Chixia used two major methods, and the offensive power was already approaching its peak.

Lu Ya couldn't help but smile when he looked at the water dragon in front of him and the thunder sword pointed at his eyebrows.

Only with such strength can he be worthy of the name of Xianmen Tianjiao. Even he would be injured if he was attacked with this level of force.

But so what.

Lu Ya can't wait to taste it. This is the trick of the genius from Xuanzong of Huanyu.

I saw that the magic power around him was not activated, and he still stood in place like a mountain, not moving at all, just waiting for the arrival of the water dragon.

Yan Chixia's eyes were calm, different from the previous kindness. Once he entered the fighting state, the good teaching made him feel like a different person.

Although he did not understand Lu Ya's behavior, he still firmly implemented his battle strategy.

The next second, the water dragon's strong claws struck Lu Ya's body first, followed closely by the huge and ferocious dragon head, swallowing Lu Ya in one mouthful.

The water dragon swallowed Lu Ya, spiraled upwards, and let out a thunderous dragon roar.

But the next moment, a blast came from its body, forcibly interrupting its dragon roar.

"Boom!"

The terrifying power exploded, and Yan Chixia's water dragon was beaten into water vapor all over the sky almost instantly, falling down.

Lu Ya's figure emerged from the water vapor intact.

The water dragon was destroyed, and Yan Chixia did not move at all, but she saw the roar of thunder, and the thunder sword filled the sky with thunder, and pierced Lu Ya's eyebrows.

The sword energy was like thunder and lightning, and the air where it passed continued to explode, forming into blossoming flowers of thunder, heading straight towards Lu Ya.

A glimmer of approval flashed in Lu Ya's eyes. It was really surprising that Lei Lei could manipulate it in such subtle ways to display such beautiful scenery.

Such beautiful scenery, but with a terrifying murderous intent.

Lu Ya's feet were rooted, but his hands were like drawing knives.

The moment his right hand formed into a knife-holding shape, a ferocious and exaggerated long knife appeared in his palm with a thunderous sword roar.

The next moment, the sword energy surged out fiercely like wind and waterfall.

This sword energy is domineering and sharp, as if it were real, with a dark red color.

The surface of the long knife in his hand was like breathing, constantly flashing a dark red luster, as if it had intelligence.

"Spiritual weapon!"

Yan Chixia's eyes twitched, feeling a little surprised.

Spiritual weapons are generally standard equipment for the monks who transform into gods. Nascent Soul monks usually use magic weapons. Only after they advance to transform into gods, they will collect heavenly materials and earthly treasures, find weapon refiners, and make their own magic weapons. Become a spiritual weapon.

But there are also some extremely wealthy monks who have prepared enough materials during their Nascent Soul stage to turn their commonly used magic weapons into spiritual weapons.

There is a huge difference between a magical weapon and a non-spiritual weapon, and they cannot be compared with each other.

After the Jian Shou Dao appeared, Lu Ya just struck with an unpretentious force.

Tsk tsk tsk!

The unparalleled sharp sword energy rushed towards Yan Chixia like a violent wave.

In just an instant, the flower of thunder shattered, and the thunder in the sky turned into nothingness.

With just one strike, the thunder flowers in the sky were chopped into pieces.

Yan Chixia was unmoved at all. She held the index and middle fingers of her right hand together like a sword. She continued to pour in her magic power. The lightning on the Thunder Sword shone brighter and the speed became more terrifying.

The Thunder Sword roared again, disappeared into the air in an instant, and appeared in front of Lu Ya the next moment.

Lu Ya just raised his head calmly, and the long sword in his hand appeared in front of him, and he struck the tip of the sword. (End of chapter)