Feng Rui slowly stood up, perhaps because he had sat for too long, his limbs and bones crackled.

He stretched his waist and waved his hand gently into the air. The five spiritual clothes disappeared and were all put into storage bags.

"Call the two envoys of Xuanhou and Yin and Yang come over."

"yes!"

The disciple who was working outside the bamboo house responded quickly when he heard this.

After a while, Ji Yanran and others arrived hurriedly.

"You go back first."

"Disciple leaves."

Feng Rui first waved his disciples on duty, then pulled the three girls into the bamboo house and took out three white gold-edged robes from the storage bag.

"Everyone will try out the clothes. These three spiritual clothes were specially refined for you according to your size."

The three girls were not polite, and started to try on fitting happily.

They didn't avoid Feng Rui, and took off their coats and tried on their clothes in front of him.

The clothes fit very well. After putting on the spiritual clothes, the three women's temperament became more transcendent and full of fairy spirit, like an unattainable fairy in the sky.

"The clothes fit very well, I like them very much."

"Thank you, Master..."

Seeing that the three girls were smiling, Feng Rui couldn't help but smile. It was finally worth it after two months of hard work.

The most important thing is that with three pieces of clothing, Feng Rui no longer has to worry about the safety of the three women, at least in the Tang Dynasty plane.

"Okay! As long as the clothes are right, I'm going to retreat again."

"Husband..."

Ji Yanran suddenly wanted to speak but stopped. She naturally knew that Feng Rui went into seclusion again to practice the art of transformation.

She had also seen the art of transformation. It was simply a secret technique imagined by a madman, and the chance of successful practice was slim.

Once you fail in practice, you will be obsessed with something, and you will die on the spot if you are in trouble.

Therefore, Ji Yanran and others did not want Feng Rui to practice, so as not to have any accidents.

"Needless to say, I'm determined."

Feng Rui shook his head gently. He naturally knew that Ji Yanran was worried, but for the sake of longevity, he would give it a try anyway.

Only by successfully practicing the art of transformation and obtaining the potential qualifications of the divine beast and his magical powers and bloodlines can he have the opportunity to reach the peak of the immortal path.

Otherwise, with his current qualifications, even if he has a lot of resources, he will only practice to the Pill-Creating Stage, or even the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, which is the limit.

"Owner……"

"Don't worry, if I'm not sure, I won't practice rashly."

Seeing that Xiaoya and Wu Tingfang also wanted to persuade him, Feng Rui couldn't help but explain.

Although he was determined to practice the art of transformation to gain the potential and supernatural powers of the divine beast, if he was not more than 50% sure, he would not make fun of his life.

If you fail to practice the art of transformation, go astray, or even die, the joke will be huge. Wouldn't it make people laugh if it is spread?

In the end, Feng Rui persuaded the three girls to leave after much persuasion.

In the bamboo house, Feng Rui sat cross-legged on the futon again, thought to take out a wooden barrel from the storage bag.

The barrel was filled with blood, and under the barrel, there was a heart the size of a basketball.

The heart as big as a basketball is the heart of the demon dragon.

When Feng Rui was dissecting the magic dragon, he not only took away the scale armor and filled a bucket of magic dragon blood, but only took away the heart of the magic dragon.

The demon dragon's body contains a trace of divine dragon blood. What Feng Rui has to do next is to extract that divine dragon blood from these blood and heart.

"Sacrifice!"

With Feng Rui's whisper, the mana surged wildly in his body, and then the mana burned, and a ball of flame appeared out of thin air, containing a bucket of blood.

The sound of "squeaking" kept ringing in the bamboo house, and the heart and blood that were enshrined by the flames continued to decrease under the burning of the flames.

Ten minutes later, the heart disappeared and a bucket of blood was burned to death.

"Is this the blood of the demon dragon essence?"

Looking at the drop of light golden blood floating in the air, a trace of disappointment flashed in Feng Rui's eyes.

Because according to the art of transformation, practicing the art of transformation must be guided by the essence and blood of the divine beasts.

But although the drop of demon dragon essence blood in front of me contains a trace of divine dragon blood, its obvious quality is not enough. Its color is only light gold, which is completely different from the pure golden blood of the divine dragon.

Therefore, this can only be regarded as the blood of the demon dragon, but not the blood of the divine dragon.

"It's so difficult to kill a demon dragon. Do you really want me to kill a divine dragon?"

Feng Rui suddenly felt a little pain. There were few divine beasts in the heavens and all worlds. He finally traveled to the Tang Dynasty plane and found a demon dragon in Jingyan Palace. Unexpectedly, after working hard for half a year, the dragon slaying was like this.

"Well, let's use it in the future."

Feng Rui sighed in his heart, then took out a jade bottle, put the blood of the magic dragon into the bottle, and sealed the storage bag with his magic power.

Although the essence and blood of the demon dragon cannot meet the requirements of practicing the art of transformation because of its insufficient purity, it still contains a trace of dragon blood, which is an excellent material for refining alchemy.

The pills refined by relying on the blood of the demon dragon can even allow Feng Rui to break through the late stage of foundation building in one fell swoop. This is more or less a comfort, and it does not really make him work in vain.

However, if you want to refine the essence and blood of the demon dragon into pills, you need a lot of thousands of years of heaven and earth treasures as auxiliary medicinal materials.

However, the treasures of heaven and earth that are thousands of years old are extremely rare, and it is not easy to collect them all. At least in a short period of time, Feng Rui could not turn the blood of the demon dragon into pills.

"I don't know when the next plane will be opened?"

Feng Rui is now looking forward to the opening of the next plane, and only hopes that there will be divine beasts in the next plane.

Although divine beasts are not easy to kill, people can always come up with solutions, and if there is no divine beast, it will be useless to no other solution.

The essence and blood of the demon dragon are not enough to practice the art of transformation, so Feng Rui had to leave the seclusion in advance.

When Feng Rui left the bamboo forest, he found that the Shilong Taoist temple had changed a lot. The Taoist temple had obviously been expanded. Some of the dilapidated buildings had been demolished and majestic palaces were rebuilt.

In the center of the palace group, there is a large drill field with active surfaces. The ground is paved with marble. A huge monument is erected in the center of the drill, with the three big words "Taixuan Sect" engraved on it.

"See the leader!"

"good!"

When Feng Rui came to the main hall, Ouyang Feng and others happened to be there.

In just two months, the three elders and the five guardians have all broken through to the innate realm, among which Ouyang Feng has reached the peak of the innate level, faintly as if he is hitting the Grandmaster realm.

However, accordingly, they were able to break through the innate so quickly that they would inevitably consume a large amount of pills.

The Taixuan Sect may be short of everything, but there is no shortage of elixirs. After all, whether it is the Qin plane or the Sagittarius plane, the Taixuan Sect has collected countless spiritual herbs.

The Taixuan Sect is not short of low-level Qi-nourishing Pills, but it is the one who makes pills hard.

"It seems that it's time to pass on the basic skills..."

Feng Rui will not pass on the Thirteenth Turn of Chongyuan Gong, but it doesn’t matter if the basic skills of Qingxu Sect are.
Chapter completed!