Rebirth of American Cultivation

"it! It turned out to be a bandit, Nima Gobi, I'll let you wind and scream!" Wei Heping scolded a few times, and the Yuan Tu Sword in his hand instantly skyrocketed, and thousands of sword rays slammed into the three bandits, he thought that these three people were all from bandits.

The other two Yuan Infant Stage monks were not from bandits, they were from serious casual cultivation backgrounds, but with this bandit-born Avatar Stage monk, they soon became bandits.

"Puff ........." A few soft sounds, the three monks were easily killed by the Yuan Tu Sword, after the Yuan Shen came out of the body, before they could escape, a flame instantly turned their Yuan Shen into nothingness.

Wei Heping raised his hand to put away the three rings, and used the crape myrtle heavenly fire to turn their flesh into ashes, and then saw that the big net and the giant shield had been destroyed, and only the big ding was still intact after being blasted away.

With a move of his hand, he grabbed the big tripod hundreds of zhang away into his hand, "Well! It turned out to be a high-grade spiritual weapon, no wonder it was not shattered." "

Daoyou, can you sell me this Da Ding?" A voice came, and a figure fell dozens of zhang away in front of him, and the aura emanating from his body, Wei Heping saw that it was a late-stage monk dressed as a scribe, and he was in the same realm.

"How many spirit stones do you have?" Wei Heping didn't care much about this trophy Dading, he didn't need a defensive spirit weapon, he had already cultivated to the third level of the mortal realm of the Witch God Forging Body Technique, and his physical body was the best defensive spirit weapon, not to mention that he still had a few innate treasures, and he would take out one of them as a defense, and he was not afraid of any spirit weapon attack.

"I don't have many spirit stones, how about exchanging them for materials? You take a look at these materials before making a decision. After the scribe finished speaking, he threw him a storage bag, and he was not afraid that he would be greedy for ink and not give himself a big ding.

Wei Heping saw the storage bag that was thrown over, raised his hand and wrapped it with Zhenyuan, and after his divine sense swept the storage bag, he found that there were more than twenty ores inside, all of which were some low-grade materials, and he was about to scold, but the scribe laughed.

"Although you are cautious, you still have been poisoned by me, but it is a pity that my thousand silk mushrooms have to be cultivated again. "

It turned out to be a poison scribe, but it's a pity that you miscalculated this time. Wei Heping felt that a breath of Nirvana actually rushed straight to the Purple Mansion along his True Yuan, and he was shocked in his heart, this is to collapse his Purple Mansion, and after the monk's Purple Mansion collapses, it will collapse immediately, just like a vegetative person on the earth, and it is not yet slaughtered.

The poison scribe monk, Wei Heping also heard of it in his previous life, and heard that his poison is silent, colorless and tasteless, so that no matter how careful people are, they will still be poisoned and fall in the end, he has not seen the poison scribe, because the monks who have seen the poison scribe have fallen.

Although the poison scribe's poison is powerful, he is only dealing with the monks of the same realm, as long as it exceeds his cultivation, the poison scribe will not start if he is not sure, although his poison makes the high-level monk finally have no solution, but he may be killed by the high-level monk, so the poison scribe will not take risks.

"It's so poisonous!" Wei Heping was just about to use his skills to resist this rupturing breath, no matter whether it was useful or not, he couldn't let this rupturing breath destroy his Purple Mansion, but at this time, he found that the rupturing aura that rushed into the Purple Mansion was actually absorbed by the warm rout mirror in the Purple Mansion, and he was overjoyed in his heart.

Since the Extinction Mirror can absorb the poison of the Thousand Silk Mushrooms, it is just right to use it to deal with the poison scribe, raising his hand to sacrifice the Extinction Mirror, as soon as the True Yuan Destroys the Mirror, Wei Heping feels that his True Yuan has been pumped out like a flood, but in a breath of time, most of the True Yuan in his body has been emptied, so frightened that he hurriedly raised his hand and took out a bottle of pills to restore the True Yuan and swallowed it.

"The Innate Treasure Destruction Mirror! Not good!Ah......hhhhh

"It's so dangerous!" Wei Heping's face was pale, the true yuan in his body was exhausted, and he sat on the ground with his ass, and he didn't even have the strength to put away the Collapse Mirror, and now a random monk could kill him, and he hurriedly used his divine sense to communicate with Xuanhuangzhu and let Xuanhuangzhu suck himself in.

The aura in the Xuanhuang Bead was rich, and Wei Heping greedily inhaled the aura in a big gulp, and ran the exercises to refine it into the true yuan to fill his shortfall.

"Fuck! I can't use the Extinction Mirror anymore, it's too dangerous. After more than half a day, Wei Heping felt that the true yuan in his body had recovered most of it, put away the collapse mirror, scolded a few words with palpitations, and came out of the Xuanhuang bead.

After the poison scribe was destroyed, even his ring was destroyed, and he didn't get anything, this time it was really worth the loss, the loss was huge, and he was almost sucked dry by the rout mirror.

I can't stay here, maybe the monks see that this place is relatively wide and will not be attacked by demon beasts, so they like to fly by here, so let's find a place to recover the true yuan first! Wei Heping thought of this, and launched his escape technique to escape to the outside of Ganyuan Mountain.

Two days later, Wei Heping came to a city with three big characters on the gate of the city, "Dongyue City." "

In the past, Wei Heping came here once, that was passing by Dongyue City, rested here for one night, and left the next morning, and did not delay here.

Came to the city, according to the vague memory, came to a Xilou called Wanheyi, he lived here in his previous life, there is a gathering spirit array in the Xilou, the aura is relatively strong, it is suitable for him to restore the true yuan.

"Bring me an upper room. Wei Heping came to the rest of the building and shouted to the hostess.

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones in the upper room for one night, how many days do you want to stay in the senior?" The entertainer saluted him first, and quoted the price of the upper room with a smile on his face.

"Ten days!" Wei Heping took out the spirit stone, threw it on the counter, took the jade plate handed to him by the hostess, and turned to go up the stairs.

The aura in the Wanhe Yixi Building was already strong, and there was no need to take out the spirit stone to arrange the spirit gathering array, after Wei Heping came to the room, he sat down cross-legged and ran the exercises to refine the aura and restore the true yuan in the body.

This time he used the Extinction Mirror for only a few breaths, and he felt that he was going to be drained of the True Yuan, and fortunately, the cultivation of the poison scribe was low, and he was destroyed almost without resistance, if he encountered a monk of the high realm, he would definitely use his skills to resist the rout aura of the Rout Mirror, at that time, using the Rout Mirror, Wei Heping estimated that he would burn his own essence blood and Shouyuan, and even if the opponent had not fallen, maybe he would fall.

The more Wei Heping thought about it, the more frightened he became, and decided that in the future, he would not use the Extinction Mirror unless he cultivated to the realm to ascend to the Mahayana period or the Tribulation Period, as for the other realms, forget it! He didn't want to be drawn into a dry corpse by the Extinction Mirror.

Three days later, Wei Heping's body recovered all the true yuan, which made him feel at ease, and took out the rings of the three bandits, the rings of the monks in the Transformation Period contained millions of medium-grade spirit stones, a lot of jade slips, these jade slips are estimated to be robbed, almost all the jade slips of the major sects have them, it can be seen that they have definitely not done this kind of thing for a day or two, it is estimated that there are not more than ten years, but also seven or eight years, otherwise how could they sneak attack so many sect disciples.