Chapter 22 The birth of the first child

"The first level of the Golden Body Technique has finally been mastered."

Guo Feilong exhaled a breath and opened his bright eyes.

From now on, as long as he has enough magic power, his body can always be comparable to low-grade magic weapons.

Wow!

He came out of the medicine bucket, and his skin, which was originally a bit loose due to old age, became firmer.

As if he had returned to his youth, his whole body was full of strength.

The Golden Body Art improved every cell in his body.

Even if he didn't have to pour magic power into his whole body, his body couldn't be cut by ordinary people with swords.

Reaching out for his clothes and putting them on, Guo Feilong walked out of the room and came to the yard.

His yard is used for practicing martial arts. It is very wide and has many wooden piles made of steel.

A monk's physical body is comparable to a magical weapon, so he has to perfect his hands and feet to become invincible in close combat.

Guo Feilong walked up to a steel pile and punched it. With a bang, a punch mark appeared on the steel pile, about two to three millimeters deep.

A flesh and blood body can make a two to three millimeter punch mark on steel. Ordinary people can't make such a deep mark even if they take a sledgehammer and hit it hard.

At this time, Guo Feilong slapped the storage bag, and a low-grade flying sword flew out of it, and slashed diagonally at the steel pile.

With a pop, the low-grade flying sword cut into two-thirds of the steel pile and lost its power.

Putting away the first-grade flying sword, Guo Feilong took out the middle-grade flying sword and used the same magic power to strike at the steel pile.

With this sword strike, the steel stake was cut off, and its power was much sharper than the low-grade flying sword.

Guo Feilong put away the second-grade flying sword and walked to another steel pile. As his thoughts moved, the mana in his Dantian spiritual roots instantly filled his body.

The next moment, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of his skin. This was when the Golden Body Technique was running, and every cell in the body naturally turned into golden energy, so there was a golden light on the surface of his skin.

bump!

Guo Feilong used his hand as a knife and slashed hard at the steel stake. With a pop, his palm cut off the steel stake horizontally.

A large section of steel stake fell to the ground, shattering the marble floor.

"Sure enough, it is comparable to a low-grade magic weapon. It can be resisted with bare hands."

Guo Feilong was happy.

From now on, even if someone attacks you from behind, give him a flying sword.

He is not afraid anymore.

A low-grade flying sword cannot hurt him.

A mid-grade flying sword can cut holes in his skin, but cannot pierce his muscles.

A high-grade flying sword can still be fatal to him.

A high-grade magic weapon is worth at least tens of thousands of spiritual stones.

Most monks couldn't afford it.

Even among the inner disciples of the Lingxi Sect who are at the ninth level of Qi Refining, not everyone has a high-grade flying sword. It would be good if three or four out of ten people have one.

Because the higher the level of a monk, the higher the cultivation resources that need to be consumed. Daily cultivation consumes a lot of money. How can it be possible to buy a high-grade flying sword with 10,000 spirit stones.

The power gap between the quality of flying swords is huge.

The flying sword, a low-grade magic weapon, collided with the flying sword, a middle-grade magic weapon, three to five hundred times.

It will be like a porcelain vase being hit to the bottom by a hammer, suddenly broken into dozens or hundreds of pieces, and it cannot be rebuilt again.

A mid-grade magical weapon, the Flying Sword, will suddenly explode into pieces after being collided three to five hundred times like a high-grade magical weapon, the Flying Sword.

A low-grade flying sword will explode into pieces if it collides with a high-grade flying sword thirty or fifty times.

Two monks with the same cultivation level, one uses a low-grade flying sword and the other uses a mid-grade flying sword.

As expected, it must have been a monk using a low-grade flying sword. After the flying sword exploded, he was killed by a monk using a high-grade flying sword.

The state of cultivation is the king, and the magical tools and treasures are the supplement.

Even if a person with a high level does not use a magic weapon and uses his magic power to directly attack a person with a low level with his bare hands, he can still slap the person with a slap to death.

For example, a monk in the foundation-building stage can effortlessly kill a ninth-level Qi-refining monk holding a high-grade flying sword weapon with his bare hands. This is the difference in realm cultivation.

A golden elixir stage monk can crush a Qi refining stage monk hundreds of meters away with a single crush of his divine consciousness.

A great monk in the Golden Core stage can smash a mountain into pieces with a single palm strike out of thin air. The palm print condensed by magic power is extremely terrifying.

So far, there are more than twenty immortal cultivators, wives and concubines in his family, and Guo Feilong summoned them all to this large practice yard.

His more than twenty wives and concubines, who are cultivators of immortality, have reached the third level of Qi Refining, the highest level.

The rest of the people, including Wang Yuyan, who has a medium-level spiritual root qualification, are all at the second level of Qi Refining.

In the Qi training monk stage, the mana of each level is twice that of the previous level.

He is now at the seventh level of Qi training, and his mana is equal to the combined mana of 32 second-level Qi training monks.

And 32 second-level Qi-refining monks can definitely kill a seventh-level Qi-refining monk %.

Because, the total number of 32 second-level Qi Refining monks who can use flying swords at the same time is 32 flying swords.

A seventh-level qi-training monk can only use one flying sword, and there is no way he can guard against 32 flying swords.

Not to mention the seventh-level Qi-training monks, even the ninth-level Qi-training monks had to be killed by 32 second-level Qi-training monks.

When the number of low-level monks reaches a certain level, they can also kill the monks of a higher level by moving downwards and upwards.

At this time, Guo Feilong said to his more than twenty wives and concubines who were at the second level of Qi training: "Take out your first-grade flying swords and surround me. I want to practice my martial arts.

Whoever's flying sword attacks my vital parts, throat, front heart, back heart, and head, will be rewarded with two low-grade spiritual stones each time. "

As the saying goes, a brave man must be rewarded.

If he didn't use spiritual stones as a reward, none of his more than twenty immortal cultivator wives and concubines would dare to attack his vital parts.

Sure enough, once he stabbed his vital parts, he could get three spiritual stones and more than twenty beautiful wives and concubines, all of whom had shining eyes.

The way he looked at him was like looking at a spiritual stone mountain.

"let's start!"

As Guo Feilong spoke, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of his skin.

Fortunately, it was daytime and the golden light was not too obvious.

If it were night, he would be a glowing little golden man.

More than twenty second-level qi-refining wives and concubines surrounded him, with a distance of thirty or forty meters between them.

Buzz!

The next moment, more than twenty first-grade flying swords flew towards him from all directions, front, rear, left, right, and as fast as a pistol.

An ordinary person would not be able to dodge a flying sword at such a speed.

But Guo Feilong is different. He is a seventh-level Qi refining monk with sharp eyes, quick skills, and fast speed.

His body was seen flying up and down in the field, forming an afterimage.

Faced with the siege of more than twenty flying swords, those who could dodge would dodge, and those who couldn't dodge would use their fists and feet to knock the flying swords away and block them.

When he couldn't avoid some flying swords, he would avoid the key points and let the flying swords hit other places on his body.

In short, try to avoid the head, heart, throat and other places as much as possible.

In the state of Golden Body Technique, his body is comparable to a low-grade magical weapon, and low-grade magical weapons cannot cause harm to him.

After a while, he was stabbed in the back by a concubine.

Without the body-refining technique Golden Body Art, this sword could kill him.

About an hour later, his more than twenty immortal cultivator wives and concubines stopped because their mana was exhausted and they could no longer control the flying sword.

Every time Guo Feilong's body collides with the flying sword, some mana will be consumed.

After being besieged by more than twenty second-level Qi Refining monks for more than an hour, he didn't have much mana left.

There is still about 20% left.

The law is similar to a person's physical strength. There is no need to deliberately cultivate and recover. The spiritual roots in the Dantian will automatically absorb abilities from the world and slowly restore mana.

However, the speed of mana recovery is many, many times slower than actively absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to convert mana.

"Husband, I stabbed your vitals three times, a total of nine spirit stones." Murong Xue, who looked like a cute lolita, stretched out her snow-white little palm.

Guo Feilong chuckled and gave her nine low-grade spiritual stones.

Then with a wave of his hand, the other wives and concubines who had stabbed him in the vital parts also came over to receive the spirit stones.

There were also a few wives and concubines who had not stabbed him in the vital parts, pouting at the side with unhappy expressions on their faces.

Guo Feilong said: "Come on, you guys have worked hard without any merit. No one wants two low-grade spiritual stones as a reward."

"Thank you, husband."

"Husband, you are so kind."

They all immediately beamed with joy.

In Huangshi Town and several nearby towns, there are basically no beautiful, young girls who meet his standards for wives and concubines.

Qingyang found that almost all the young and beautiful female cultivators he could marry were married into his family.

In the following days, Guo Feilong was either practicing martial arts or researching life gene continuation projects with his wives and concubines who were not yet pregnant.

The days passed were quite happy and carefree.

In a blink of an eye.

Several months passed.

Su Xue, who was pregnant for the first time, reached her due date today and gave birth to a son in the morning.