A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 243: God-Slaying Technique Improvement

He really didn't need it. The heavy sword technique was enough for him now. Besides, it took time to practice the magic technique. He also planned to practice the worm-eating puppet technique and the god-slaying technique.

He no longer had the extra energy to practice anything else.

After the man asked some more requests, he smiled and said to him, "Daoyou, why don't you rest at my Luo's house for the time being?"

Lu Luan thought about it, then nodded and said, "Sorry to bother you then."

Without weapons, his strength would definitely be reduced, and there was nothing else to do, so he planned to stay in the Luo family and wait. Anyway, a month was not a long time, and he could just go through some seclusion.

"Xiao Wang, take this Taoist friend down to have some rest. If we fail to entertain him well, I will hold you accountable!" the man ordered the young man.

"Okay, Deacon."

The young man responded immediately.

"My friend, I will give you a satisfactory sword in one month." said the man.

"Just waiting for your good news, fellow Taoist."

Lu Luan smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

"Ah."

After handing the black sword to the man, he walked outside with the young man.

"All told, I need to prepare at least seventy spirit stones, which is almost as valuable as the black sword."

Thinking about spending so many spirit stones, he felt extremely bitter, but fortunately he still had some in stock.

After the young man brought him out, he flew downwards.

Lu Luan said casually: "Daoyou, your Luo family's business is pretty good."

However, the young man shook his head and said, "Most of them are just people who practice Qi Refining. Our Yun family only has about 20 spiritual weapon forging businesses each month, which is barely enough to support our family. Fortunately, we have other industries to support us."

"Twenty is not a small number."

Lu Luan said.

The Luo family has many bloodlines.

The two chatted with each other while flying.

After a few words, they arrived at the bottom of the volcano.

Although there are rocks blocking the top, there is another bright space underneath, with huge trees and buildings like a forest. More than a thousand people of the Luo family live there.

While flying in it, he could see pillars of scorching light rising from the ground. This was a formation that was utilizing the power of the magma deep inside to operate and protect the family.

Although it seemed to be sealed underground, Lu Luan knew that there must be a teleportation array inside that could allow him to leave quickly. There was no difference between the inside and the outside.

The two men landed on the ground, and then the young man took him to a small courtyard.

Turning around, he said to him, "Daoyou, you can rest here. The spiritual energy here is rich and very suitable for cultivation. If there is anything wrong with my hospitality, I hope you will be more tolerant and forgive me."

"Fellow Taoist, you are too polite."

Lu Luan replied with a smile, this young man is indeed warm and polite.

The young man took out a jade token and said, "If you have any instructions, you can tell me through this jade token."

He took it, and the two continued chatting for a few more sentences before the young man went about his own business.

Lu Luan walked into the room and sat down at the table. Seeing the tea and cups on the table, he began to drink. He thought to himself, "I have more than a month to practice the God Slaying Technique first. This magical power seems to have reached a small bottleneck."

After a few drinks, he sat cross-legged on the soft mat.

After looking at his chest, he sank his soul into the Huangting.

After absorbing so many high-quality elixirs, the essence and energy gathered in them has doubled compared to before. The small ginseng has also transformed into its original form and grown in the ocean of essence and energy, using its roots to filter the essence and energy for him.

These essences with the medicinal properties of ginseng overflowed from the Huangting and circulated throughout his body, regulating his breath, blood and flesh, ensuring that no hidden injuries that were difficult to detect would occur.

Feeling this effect, he couldn't help but silently said in his heart: "After the spiritual weapon is forged, I will go get a few herbs to try. If it can really be condensed, there will definitely be a lot of benefits."

After taking a deep breath, he started to get down to business and took out the leaf.

But suddenly he realized something and put the leaves away again.

He looked around and thought, "Let's go outside. Although the Luo family is wealthy, this leaf is not an ordinary thing. We better be careful."

He was worried that someone might see him and covet him.

After putting it away, he stood up and flew outside.

After rushing out of the crater, we arrived at the other end of the island.

Although the Luo family is the strongest on this island, it is nice to stay under a big tree, so there are also many small forces that take root there to make a living.

Lu Luan spent some low-level spirit stones, rented an ordinary room in the inn and moved in.

After setting up restrictions all around, he took out the leaves and began to comprehend.

As a result of taking the magic fruit pulp that nourishes his soul, his soul is growing stronger day by day, burning more violently and brightly than before.

The killing sword inserted in it was tempered by the flames and was emitting a sharp sword light.

Having practiced the God-Slaying Technique for such a long time, although he has not yet witnessed its power, Lu Luan knows very clearly in his heart how powerful it is.

He also sincerely hoped that the sword could remain standing quietly in the Purple Palace without being used.

The leaves are suspended, and a wonderful halo surrounds them.

Lu Luan suddenly felt his mind clear, agile and active.

A golden light emanated from between his eyebrows, sharp and dazzling, and the sword in his purple palace began to quietly change.

If you look closely, the flames from the soul fire are slowly merging into the sword body, making it harder and more indestructible.

The flames shone brightly with golden light, illuminating his entire purple palace.

Lu Luan looked solemn and motionless, sitting cross-legged like the root of an old tree.

For cultivators, time is like flowing water.

It seemed like the blink of an eye.

January has flown by.

At this time, in Lu Luan's purple mansion, the killing sword forged by the power of his soul had not changed in appearance, but its aura had become like a lonely peak standing on the sea, with a vague momentum of supporting the sky.

After practicing for so long, this magical power finally had a small breakthrough.

hum!

hum!

hum!

I don't know what force disturbed it, but the killing sword, which had been quiet, suddenly began to tremble and made a dull sword sound.

At the same time, the soul fire began to sway from side to side, as if blown by a strong wind.

"not good!"

Lu Luan suddenly opened his eyes and his face changed in shock!

He felt a wave of emptiness in his mind. It was the killing sword in the purple palace that was madly absorbing the power of his soul.

It seemed that an even more terrifying sword energy was about to brew!

Lu Luan did not hesitate and quickly took out the remaining magic fruit pulp and swallowed it.

He did not practice any special spiritual cultivation techniques to cultivate his primordial spirit, and his primordial spirit was weak. If the killing sword absorbed too much power from the fire, his cultivation would also be damaged.