The Demon-Evolution Tower absorbed the blood of the Black Qilin, and the red flow gathered on the second layer. The blood clotted into a ball and expanded rapidly, building the bones and veins.
The internal organs, flesh and blood attached and grew, and in just a few breaths, the majestic and ferocious beast began to show its ferocious appearance. Once the scales and mane were completed, a living young black unicorn would be born.
However, accidents always come unexpectedly.
Just before the Black Qilin was about to be born, the Golden-Winged Roc on the first floor vibrated its wings.
The golden light shook the Demon Evolution Tower, and as it swayed, it broke up the Black Qilin that had just taken shape, reversed the evolution steps, and forced the divine beast back to its original blood clot shape.
“Huh!”
"Huh?"
“Eh—”
Lu Bei opened his eyes in bewilderment, his face full of astonishment. He had been practicing for a full year, and in terms of performance, he had to lie down to talk when he reached the fusion stage. He had seen all kinds of scenes, but this...
"No reason!"
The golden-winged Roc has no intelligence, and having more roommates upstairs will not cause any disturbance to others, so why wouldn't you be happy
Lu Bei couldn't understand it. The Demon-Eating Tower was a magic weapon he had refined. As long as the people were alive, the tower would be there, and it would be fine if the people died in the tower. It was his territory and he had the final say. He could not allow the Golden-Winged Roc to act recklessly.
As soon as he thought of it, the Demon-Evolving Tower sensed Lu Bei's will and immediately suppressed the unruly Golden-Winged Roc.
The divine light of the Qingguang Pagoda flowed, freezing the Golden-winged Roc so that it could not move. At the same time, the second layer of blood clots expanded and the skeleton of the Black Qilin reappeared.
Still failed in the last second before birth.
When the progress bar reached 99.99%, the Golden-Winged Roc suddenly rebelled, ran away and broke free from the constraints of the Demon Evolution Tower. Golden light crisscrossed and once again broke up the formed Black Qilin.
"Hey, I'm stubborn."
"Just wait, don't run, I don't believe it!!"
Lu Bei was furious. At this point, whether the Black Qilin could take shape was no longer a question of cultivation. Its nature had changed. This was a matter of principle.
Today, one of Jin Chi Da Peng and him must kneel down and admit his mistake!
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The demonic realm.
The black sun hangs high in the sky, and the gray beams of light cover the world.
It was like a seven-layer space like a pyramid. The bottom layer was a sea of blood boiling and rolling, and above it were the walking dead and slave-like humanoid monsters shackled with chains. All the indescribable meaninglessness seemed aimless and dispensable, but existed because of rules.
As the pyramid increases in level, the demon lord at the top controls the entire territory and exercises the power of life and death over all living beings.
He creates, so, He takes away.
He was the one who started it all and he was the one who ended it all.
However, today, the condition of this extraterritorial demon was not very good. The severe pain of being unable to struggle made him deeply terrified. His hysterical roar spread throughout the seven layers of space, and the boundless demonic power wiped out all living things in an instant.
—
Xiongchu, the top of the sea of clouds.
The golden sun hangs in the sky.
The white-robed monk sat cross-legged on the top of the peak, watching the misty and unpredictable changes in the clouds. His brows were furrowed and sweat was dripping like raindrops.
Behind its golden body, a golden light flickered. Two black mist devil hands clamped together from the left and right, bursting the golden wheel into cracks, and it was about to collapse in a moment.
"Monk, you are so attached to the world, there is anger in your heart, there is a demon in the anger, and there is me in the demon..."
"The more you resist, the stronger I become. You and I have become one! Let it go. The moment you let go, you let go of your obsession and you become a Buddha!"
"My obsession... is not the worldly world, but the donor. How can I... let it go?"
The white-robed monk opened his mouth with difficulty. The moment the golden wheel shattered, black demonic energy rushed into his body frantically, rendering his eyes dark. His golden body was covered with an indelible layer of gray light, and the voice of his low chanting of scriptures couldn't help but carry a hint of sadness.
Just when he thought the game was over, the evil thoughts that had held an absolute upper hand receded like the tide. During this period, the extraterritorial demon struggled several times, and finally retreated to a corner, giving up the good situation and choosing to remain silent.
The monk in white was confused. Thinking of a similar situation before, he raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his forehead and asked in confusion, "Donor, why do you keep helping me?"
"… "
No one answered, so the monk in white put his hands together, and resumed his Buddhist practice to reassemble his golden body, avoid the calamity caused by the demon, and ascend to a higher level of cultivation.
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In the far west is the Hehuan Sect, which hides the moon.
On the waterside pavilion of the lake, the wind blows the white gauze away, and a woman in white palace dress plays the piano with her bare hands. Her fingertips gently touch the music, creating a graceful and melodious sound.
On the river bank, a young man with a crown and a folding fan, looking very gentle, walked on the lake towards the pavilion.
The punishment is severe.
Some time ago, Junior Brother Xing was tragically attacked by a villain and fell unconscious in the woodshed. He learned his lesson and began to practice magic skills.
As the saying goes, God will not disappoint those who work hard. With his diligent practice day and night, he finally avenged his previous defeat, made great progress in his cultivation, and killed his two senior sisters, Dongfang and Ximen, one after another.
How can a real man be depressed and inferior to others for long? He must be above others, and it is also okay to be behind others.
Look, Xing Li has turned the tables.
The two senior sisters were both the best in the Yanyue Hehuan Sect. Xing Li was able to surpass them in cultivation, and he fought back from being a medicinal dregs and used them as furnaces for cultivation, which showed his aptitude for cultivation.
The two senior sisters are the talents that Yanyue Hehuan Sect has focused on training. They cannot afford to lose easily. It is definitely impossible for them to continue to cause harm to Xing Li. Therefore, the elders reallocated Xing Li's training resources.
From then on, he had nothing to do in Feixian Pavilion, which was often visited by his peers, and began to discuss the principles of yin and yang with his masters.
Because he is a demon cultivator, the first target in Xing Li's plan is his nominal master. The little girl is so cold and arrogant that she keeps everyone at a distance, which is really tempting.
Plans cannot change quickly. Dongfang and Ximen's master Dugu had disliked Xing Li for a long time, and he personally went out to avenge his disciples, which led to today's appointment at the waterside pavilion.
"Meet Uncle Dugu."
Xing Li was dressed in a human-like manner. After jumping into the waterside pavilion, he stuck his folding fan behind his neck and bowed politely.
He just had a pair of cunning eyes that were not very honest, looking back and forth at Master Dugu.
It's not that he was lustful, but he was overjoyed to see a top-notch furnace for practicing. He thought that once he could defeat this uncle-master, his magic skills would surely improve greatly.
Killing Lu Bei is just around the corner!
Master Dugu was as young as a child. He stopped playing the piano and walked towards Xing Li. With every step he took, he grew one year older. When he arrived in front of Xing Li, his black hair fell to his shoulders, his figure was charming, mature and enchanting, and his whole body exuded a deadly sex appeal.
The original white clothes were now half-covered.
The fragrant breeze blew in his face, and Xing Li's heart skipped a beat. The most beautiful woman in the world was right before his eyes, but to him she was a ghost from hell, and he felt an indescribable pressure.
His legs were shaking so much that he couldn't control himself and wanted to kneel down in front of the other person.
How could this be possible? A dignified demon, such a noble figure, could not just kneel down like that.
There is no room for negotiation unless she lies down.
Xing Li held his head high and chest out, and used his feet to break the floor tiles. He withstood the pressure and looked directly at Uncle Dugu, giving him a provocative look.
"Yes, it's a tough one."
Uncle Dugu smiled faintly, raised his hand and stroked Xing Li's chin, touched his shoulder with his white fingertips, and pushed gently. Xing Li knelt down obediently like pushing a golden mountain and overturning a jade pillar.
"… "
A real man can bend and stretch, and the demon is no exception. This humiliation is nothing. Xing Li secretly swore that when his magic power is perfected in the future, he will make Dugu cry and beg for mercy.
Just as he was writing the revenge plan in his mind, the jade foot was handed to him. Uncle Dugu looked down at the stunned Xing Li and said calmly, "What are you standing there for? Let Uncle Dugu see how good your cultivation is."
Xing Li's eyes were filled with murderous light. How could such a dignified demon lick your feet...
The instep of the foot is as white and crystal-clear as jade and silk, the delicate skin is transparent with a few blue veins faintly visible, the nails of the five toes are painted pink, and there is a red string tied with bells wrapped around the ankle.
Looking up, the slender legs are not under the skirt, emitting a bright glow like jade.
This is a work of art!
Xing Li hummed twice in his heart, decided to put up with it for a while, held Baoyu in both hands and started to lick him.
"Oh, I still like your unruly look."
Uncle Dugu had a look of disdain on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Li shuddered all over and fell to the ground with a thud.
(°﹃°)
"Why, now that I've spoken of your pain point, you can't open your mouth?"
(°﹃°)
"Stop acting, stand up and get this over with. I don't have time to waste with you."
(°﹃°)
"… "
After several times of no response, Uncle Dugu was quite displeased. He sneered and lifted up Xing Li: "Good boy, you are quite good at pretending to be crazy and stupid, but since I specifically asked for you today, I don't intend to let you leave standing."
After saying that, she waved her hand to sweep away the long-tone harp, threw Xing Li on the stone table, untied the ribbon and walked over.
Severe punishment: (°﹃°)
The white veil fluttered and the lake surface rippled. He was only twenty years old, still a child, but he endured the torment that he should not have to endure at this age.
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"What's wrong?"
In the underground palace of Yuhua Gate, Lu Bei frowned. The repeated failures had exhausted his patience and made him even more confused. He still couldn't figure out why the Golden Winged Dapeng didn't want a new resident to move in upstairs.
What? Having wings is so great that you look down on the four-legged black unicorn
Dyeing your hair a certain color is a sign of good fortune!
Lu Bei was very puzzled by the failure of refining the Ink Qilin incarnation, and he was unwilling to give up. Considering the past friendship, he took back his previous words and the Golden Winged Dapeng did not have to kneel today.
He took out the crystal bottle, opened his mouth and spat the black unicorn blood back into the bottle. The more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he became. It was so rare that he found a handsome guy, but he couldn't rent out the second floor because the tenants on the first floor didn't agree.
"Is there a possibility that it is because you really don't like it?"
Lu Bei muttered to himself, pondered for a moment, and decided to give it a try.
He took out the dragon blood left by Mo Buxiu and poured it into his mouth. Like snake blood, dragon blood was not of very high quality and could not be as refined as the blood of Tianpeng, but it had great potential and several evolutionary routes to choose from. If he could really cultivate the third incarnation, he would not lose out.
The result was even worse than before. As soon as the blood clot expanded, it was driven out of the Demon Tower by the Golden-Winged Roc.
The implication is that he is not even as good as the Mo Qilin and is not worthy of living under the same roof with him.
Lu Bei: (a`′a)
It’s a problem. The second floor can’t be rented out, so the third floor will be out of stock.