Chapter 114

The more important reason that Su Zimo stopped alchemy was because he didn't need it for the time being.

Just like a refining tool, since it has been able to refining a low-grade spirit tool, Su Zimo doesn't need to waste time on it.

There are still two months left before the end of the year.

At this time, Su Zimo's cultivation level had also reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation.

With the perfect Spirit Gathering Pill refined before, it is not a problem to reach the ninth level of Qi Condensation at the end of the year, but if you want to be promoted to the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, it is impossible.

The Dzogchen condensate will form a sea of ​​qi in the Dantian, and the amount of change will be much stronger than the nine layers of condensed gas.

This requires ample pills, spirit stones, and a long time of cultivation, and even the Tianlinggen monks can't avoid it.

During this time, Xiaohe took a lot of Su Zimo's pills. Although he was still trapped in the smoke array, the relationship between one person and one crane improved a lot.

However, Su Zimo still did not dare to release Xiaohe.

On this day, the little fat man came to Su Zimo's cave again.

Seeing that Su Zimo's cultivation level finally improved, the little fat man was also very pleased, thinking that Su Zimo had finally cheered up.

At this time, the little fat man's cultivation realm had reached the peak of the eighth layer of Qi condensing.

Before the end of the year, you can definitely be promoted to the ninth level of condensing gas.

This speed is already very fast, but it is still slightly inferior to Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.

Logically speaking, the cultivation speed of Tian Linggen is not inferior to that of Mutation Linggen.

Su Zimo vaguely noticed that the little fat man's body was different.

Although it is completely incomparable with him, it is also many times stronger than other Qi Qi practitioners.

It is very likely that the little fat man used part of his spiritual energy for body refining, and he has not reached the same level as Feng Haoyu, Leng Rou and others.

The little fat guy came, naturally to teach Su Zimo the skill of the sword, how to fight with the monks many cultivation methods.

As Xuan Yi said, the methods of fighting for a gas trainer are relatively simple, there are not many things to explain, and more have to be practiced in actual combat.

Within this month, the little fat man lived in Su Zimo's cave.

The two exchanged views every day, and Su Zimo's swordsmanship became more and more proficient.

At first, Su Zimo fell completely under the wind, often the little fat man sacrificed his flying sword and used some skills to control Su Zimo within three moves.

But with the passage of time, Su Zimo gradually became able to fight the little fat man on a par, and had a relationship.

Later, Linghu also joined the battle and attacked Su Zimo with the little fat man.

Facing the siege of one person, one tiger, Su Zimo was not comfortable at first, but with the improvement of the swordsmanship, Su Zimo can also parry over and stay away from the wind.

During this period, what puzzled the little fat man the most was that although Su Zimo was on the seventh layer of Qi condensing, he was able to fight him against the eighth layer of Qi condensing!

This means that Su Zimo's aura quality is even higher than that of Little Fatty.

But this makes no sense at all.

The two are both Tianlinggen, why is there a difference in the quality of aura?

The little fat man asked about it. Su Zimo shook his head and said he was unclear.

In fact, Su Zimo already had a speculation in his mind.

It is because that after the aura enters the body through his right hand, a qualitative change will occur, making the aura more refined and pure!

Su Zimo vaguely felt that in his right hand, perhaps there was another thing Die Yue left him hidden.

The ability to control the third-level spiritual fire is also due to this.

It's just that this kind of thing is too weird, so Su Zimo naturally wouldn't talk about it.

On this day, the little fat man had already planned to leave.

What he learned on Lingfeng has been taught to Su Zimo.

Before he left, the little fat man suddenly said mysteriously: "Big Brother, these days, it seems that you and I can't distinguish between you and me, but in fact, I still have a hole card!"

"Oh?" Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly.

A smug flashed in the little fat man's eyes, and he smiled: "Big brother, in fact, I have also practiced a physical exercise, which consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Otherwise, at the end of the year, I will be able to achieve the great condensing perfection."

Sure enough, Su Zimo guessed it.

Seeing that Su Zimo's reaction was not strong enough, the little fat man thought he didn't know the power of body refining, and then eagerly said, "Brother, you have never fought and killed a body refining guy. If I use this trump card, You will definitely lose!"

"Is it?"

Su Zimo asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this tone, the little fat man glared his eyes and hummed softly: "Big brother, don't believe me, let's talk about it again, so that you can see my methods."

"good."

Su Zimo nodded in response.

The little fat man sacrificed a flying sword, which was just a pseudo-spirit weapon.

Among the five peaks, there are not many trial disciples who can obtain a low-grade spiritual weapon. It has been less than a year since the little fat man has worshipped the sect, so naturally there is no low-grade flying sword.

Normally, Su Zimo would naturally not use the low-grade flying sword he refined before, but also sacrificed a pseudo-spirit weapon-level flying sword.

"disease!"

The fingertips of the two were excited. A spirit energy was shot out and submerged in the flying sword.

Two flying swords shuttled through the cave, constantly colliding and competing.

Jingle bells!

The sound of Jin Ge's fight reverberated endlessly, and the flames splashed everywhere.

In the art of swordsmanship, the two are indistinguishable from each other, and neither flying sword can penetrate the other's defense.

At this moment, the little fat man gave a soft drink, slapped his palm on the storage bag, and suddenly took out a huge axe!

The giant axe looked similar to the figure of the little fat man, and it looked very weird when he held it in his hand.

Taking advantage of the two flying swords to fight in the air, the little fat man picked up the giant axe, and the yellow light flashed on the surface of his body.

call!

The giant axe fell from the sky, the axe blade cut through the void, and a gust of evil wind swept up with a terrifying aura. Su Zimo's long hair had already risen backwards before it got close.

"Haha, brother, you lost!"

The little fat man laughed, seeing that the giant axe was about to slash Su Zimo's head, he quickly closed his posture.

At this moment, Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, and he suddenly reached out his palm and directly grabbed the oncoming giant axe!

boom!

The giant axe collided with the palm of the flesh, but there was a sound of defeating leather.

The giant axe doesn't move!

The little fat man was shocked, ran over and asked in a flustered manner: "Big brother, you, you, are you okay? Why are you going to grab my weapon!"

Su Zimo threw the giant axe on the ground casually, and took back the nails that had just been protruding without a trace.

The little fat man picked up Su Zimo's palm and looked at it several times, but he didn't find any scars!

fine?

Unscathed?

The little fat man looked at Su Zimo's eyes gradually.

Even though he was physically strong, he would never dare to grab a weapon with his bare hands, it was no different from looking for death.

But the scene just now really happened in front of the little fat man!

Before the little fat man had time to recover, the giant axe was already caught by Su Zimo. It felt like he had been cut in front of an unshakable mountain!

"Big Brother, you..." Little Fatty was surprised in his eyes.

Su Zimo smiled casually, and said: "I have practiced the technique of refining the body, you have to hide it for me."

"Okay, for sure, for sure." The little fat man nodded subconsciously.