Chapter 491: 30 years, the son of magic door

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Constantly climbing, and soon the number of runes increased to 32,768, and the runes were changing in combination, constantly condensing and changing.

At this time, the Bone God Thunder had entered the fifteenth floor.

Inspiring Divine Thunder is already comparable to a great supernatural power.

Not enough, still not enough!

Lu Xuanji used the secret technique, and the mana in his body was changing, transformed into yin and yang, and condensed into runes.

The rune presents two states of yin and yang.

The runes are constantly changing.

As if thinking of something, Lu Xuanji turned the [Yin-Yang Change], the yin and yang in the body were condensing and constantly transforming, the runes were constantly being derived, and they kept coming out. Build blocks.

The number of runes is increasing, and it is more and more difficult to integrate them, and the more and more the control of the monks is tested.

It is like a general who leads thousands of troops and horses may run smoothly, as pointed by his arm; if he can lead an army of 100,000 troops, there may be problems of inconvenient command and wrong command.

With the increase of runes, Lu Xuanji also fell into such difficulties.

At this moment, the phone starts to work.

The powerful computing function of the mobile phone and the powerful data deduction ability are constantly calculating, and the runes are perfectly combined, arranged and reorganized.

The number of runes is increasing, soon reaching ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand, forty thousand, fifty thousand...

Data is climbing, runes are increasing.

One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, five hundred thousand.

I don't know how long ago, the number of runes increased to one million.

Buzz!

At the moment of entering one million, it seems to have entered a certain critical point, the number of runes continued to increase, and entered the twentieth floor.

At the moment of entering the 20th floor, the nearly one million runes are combined again and continue to condense, and it seems that there are new changes.

Such changes are more complicated and profound, and the profound meaning is even more mysterious.

Buzz!

At this moment, all methods are unified, and millions of runes are condensed together, constantly arranged and combined, and finally condensed into a white bone demon.

This white-boned demon **** has a burly body, majestic aura, and intricate magic lines on his body, like a demon descending from hell. He is full of terrifying evil spirits, his head is long with horns, and his face is hideous and terrifying. There are six arms on the body, each holding a A long knife, a long sword, a long spear, a roulette wheel, a long flag, and a big axe.

Stepping on the mountain of white bones, the bones are like mountains, and the evil spirit is soaring to the sky.

Buzz!

At this moment, the White Bone Demon God seemed to come alive, the breath of his body was rising, and the waves of destruction swept in wave after wave.

hoohoo!

The Bone Demon God disappeared and merged into Lu Xuanji's body.

At this moment, Lu Xuanji felt a tattoo of a white bone devil appear on his back.

[Bone God Thunder], at this stage, it is considered a great achievement.

At the moment of the battle, as long as Lu Xuanji motivated his thoughts, a terrifying divine thunder would strike down.

The power is good, and it is a good supernatural power.

Of course, when it comes to attack power, it's still not as good as the [Great Five Elements Yin-Yang Yuan Magnetic Starlight Cosmic Extinction Sword].

Right here, Lu Xuanji opened his eyes and asked in a trance, "How long has it been since senior?"

"Thirty years!"

The Bone Daoist said calmly.

"Thirty years, how is it possible? I feel like it's only a moment in the past!"

Lu Xuanji said in disbelief.

"When a man is serious, time flies quickly!" said the White Bone Daoist: "You only have three hours to enter the fifteenth floor. Then, you enter the sixteenth floor in three days, and the seventeenth floor in one month. Entering the eighteenth floor in ten years, entering the nineteenth floor in ten years, and entering the twentieth floor in twenty years!”

"It took more than 30 years before and after, which is a bit long."

"Senior, isn't the assessment time not one day?"

Lu Xuanji asked.

His expression was a little dazed. In his perception, it was only a moment in the past, but the real world was the past thirty years, and the speed was a little too fast.

"Looking at how serious you are, I can't bear to disturb you, so I will let you continue to comprehend!" Daoist Baigu said, "Is thirty time long? It's not long at all, it's just a nap. Your understanding and aptitude, It's much better than I imagined. Back then, it took me 300 years of cultivation to reach the 20th floor... and you only took 30 years."

Most of the magic methods have low requirements for aptitude, and even those with medium or even dull aptitude can practice.

Of course, if you have high comprehension and high aptitude, you will be faster after cultivating magic arts.

"Senior, my first pass, but I passed it!"

Lu Xuanji asked.

"Closed!" said the White Bone Taoist.

"I don't know what the second level is?" Lu Xuanji asked.

"Bone Demon Gate, there are seven levels of entry, the first level tests your understanding, the second level tests your Taoism, the third level tests your combat power, the fourth level tests your luck, the sixth level tests your aptitude, and the seventh level tests your demon heart. Three levels are passed. , you can become a disciple of the inner sect of refining; if you pass the four tests, you can become a true disciple; if you pass the five tests, you can become a holy son."

"Just look at your concentration in the first level, the next six levels are all exempt from the assessment!"

"This is the Holy Son Order, catch it!"

The Bone Daoist threw a token.

Lu Xuanji took the token and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Since you have entered my White Bone Demon Gate, you must understand the history of my White Bone Demon Gate!" The White Bone Taoist said, "Come with me!"

As he said that, his footsteps flickered.

Disappeared with Lu Xuanji.

After a while, he came to a hall with many portraits hanging in the hall.

Looking at these portraits, the White Bone Daoist said, "The ancestor of the White Bone Demon Sect, named Bai Wuji, was once a disciple of the Xingchen Pavilion. His aptitude was not bad or bad, and after 500 years of hard work, he could barely become a Jindan cultivator. Surprisingly, Patriarch Bai, his achievements are limited, Jin Dan is the pinnacle of his life, and there is no hope for Yuan Ying!"

"But later, Patriarch Bai was framed by his wife, his golden pill was smashed, and he became a crippled person. Even if he escaped with the help of the Escape Talisman, it would be exhausted. After the misfortune ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Patriarch Bai broke into Somewhere in a secret realm, there is a corpse of a goddess, and some storage bags!"

"That god-turning cultivator is a rare [sword bone]. The ancestor used a secret technique to directly refine the sword bone and integrate it into the body. With this opportunity, he reshaped the root bone, re-condensed the golden core, and soon became the Yuan Dynasty. Infant powerhouse, God-turning powerhouse. It's just that the sword bone is integrated into the body, after all, it doesn't fit, and in the late stage of God-turning, it starts to hinder his own progress and becomes a huge bottleneck."

"Gradually, he began to study bones and obtained the bones of many monks, including monsters, demons, giants, and dragons..."

The Bone Daoist spoke.

In his narration, Patriarch Bai's aptitude was not good, but he got a big chance. Later, in order to break the shackles of aptitude, he began to study the mystery of bones.

Gradually, because he hunted and killed more monks of various ethnic groups, he also became a demon cultivator.

He left extensive notes describing the success of his research. But in the end, the manpower was sometimes exhausted.

Before sitting, there was only one disciple left, only the initial cultivation base of Jindan.

The disciple inherited the teacher's notes and continued his research.