My Demon King Plush

Chapter 105

Bai Ju has never tried to absorb a large amount of external power - forced ones don't count.

For cultivators and monsters, absorbing a large number of foreign things with attributes requires a lot of time to refine and integrate. If you rush to make progress, it will also lead to an unstable foundation; if you want to absorb foreign power in a short time Fusion would mean suffering countless times more pain.

Bai Laogou would not do anything like asking for abuse.

In previous years, when he was practicing, his speed was not slow. After all, there were two chivalrous and righteous dog demon father and mother who accumulated virtues. He himself also guarded a mountain temple. In terms of qualifications, merits, and mentality, he It's not bad at all. Naturally, I didn't encounter too many bumps in my cultivation. It just went smoothly.

Bai Laogou, who had no ambitions, was paddling along the road of cultivation in a leisurely manner. His level was neither high nor low, and he had no more or less younger brothers. He was incompatible with the bloody cultivation world at that time; if Bai Laogou's life could be compared, Edited into a video, then it is a melodious guqin in the noisy rock music.

——This is of course an embellishment.

In fact, Bai Lao Gou has always had a painting style of old age without passion.

Bai Laogou, who is painted in an old age style, naturally does not work hard and deliberately to find resources everywhere to improve his strength. What he thinks about every day is how to solve the prayers of believers, how to feed his younger brothers and their families, and how to fill his belly. own belly.

The strength is not high, just enough.

Bai Laogou holds such a Buddhist idea, and when he encounters something occasionally, he just shuts himself up and grinds it out; when his strength increases and he is able to solve the problem, he returns to his daily life, with no pursuit... Still paddling, he swam safely to the middle and upper reaches of many demon kings. In the later stage, he became one of the several great demon kings.

Naturally, there are still many demons who dislike this kind of Bai Lao Gou; naturally there are those who stir up trouble, but once the provocation is over, Bai Lao Gou's strength will rise again, making people itchy to watch.

As time goes by, Bai Lao Gou has encountered all kinds of things. It’s not that he has never killed people or seen blood. It’s not that he has no animality and murderous nature. It’s just Bai Lao Gou’s character. In these aspects, will never become the dominant emotion in him.

His free-spirited instincts were all spent sunbathing, hunting, and eating.

If something hadn't happened later and added more than a thousand years of suffering to him out of thin air, Bai Laogou could have lived a leisurely life.

Then the white old dog, now painted in an elderly style, stood up and shook his fur, rarely taking the initiative to put on armor and go into battle.

If he doesn't move, that's it. Once Bai Laogou decides to move, he won't be soft on himself.

The power accumulated in the Xuanming Plaque is the inherited power of Xuanwu. At this time, it has replaced all the power sealed in the mountain, but it still retains most of the power.

After all, it is the inheritance of a mythical beast. It is enough to transform a little Xuanwu from a newly hatched war scum into a half-hearted warrior god. How can it be swallowed up by a mountain so easily? In addition, the power of the mythical beast is different from ordinary monsters and monks. There is a huge difference in quality between the power required. In the process of replacement just now, the number of silk threads extracted from Xuanming Plaque is less than one percent of those evil spirits, but in terms of the actual energy contained , but it is on par with it.

Bai Laogou made an estimate and concluded that he should have no problem swallowing the part contained in the mountain. If he digested it with all his strength, there would probably be some room left.

But time is tight now, and I don’t know how much I can absorb.

Bai Laogou sat cross-legged in the virtual realm of the mountain, took a deep breath, and saw countless fine black threads flying up from the Xuanming plaque, like a group of black snakes, winding up Bai Ju's palm and climbing tightly. He grabbed Bai Ju's arm, and in an instant, the clothes covering Bai Ju's arm were torn to pieces!

Bai Ju's eyelids moved and he sighed almost imperceptibly. He didn't want to become a bald dog when he came out of the mountain virtual realm.

The clothes on his body were retracted into his body in one breath, and his body with clear texture was exposed in the dark space of the mountain virtual realm. There was a faint glimmer of white light emanating from Bai Ju's body, and he was quickly covered by the dense spider web. Black snake entwined.

The Xuanwu inheritance is such a domineering thing. Even if Bai Ju gets the consent of Ling Zhuo and Xuan Mingbian, he still has to pass the level of Xuanwu power itself.

A mere wild dog in the mountains, so what if he was a mountain god? Who gave him the courage to imagine the power of Xuanwu?

The black snake bared its fangs and hissed, and its mysterious power manifested into the shape of a turtle and snake. The snake's shadow attacked, and the turtle shape was vast. One clung to the body of the white horse, and the other turned into a giant shadow and suppressed it above the white horse. .

Although the palm is an area where veins are concentrated, it is not qualified as the entrance to this power——

The black snake screamed, arched its neck, flicked its tail and swam quickly towards Bai Ju's heart, then bit open the flesh and plunged in - the moment the black color dissipated, it could be seen that there was no wound on the white skin. The crushing coldness and severe pain were clearly an extremely real illusion.

A mountain-like weight squeezed out from all sides of all the bones and flesh, and a cold black snake penetrated from the heart. For a moment, Bai Ju's muscles all over his body tightened, and countless fine beads of sweat seeped out from under his skin, crystal clear. Before the water droplets could gather, they were directly frozen into frost by the cold Xuanwu aura.

Severe pain spread throughout his limbs and bones.

Bai Ju gritted his teeth and adapted to the initial pain. He was slowly able to concentrate a little more, sorting out and operating the Xuanwu power in his body, and integrating it into his original inner energy bit by bit.

The turtle-shaped shadow above the white colt dimmed slightly, a pair of brass-colored eyes slowly opened, and his sight gradually lowered.

Moved, slowly falling on Bai Ju's body; those eyes were unrippled, hollow and deep, and in the depths of them, there seemed to be a glimmer of light passing by.

Bai Ju didn't notice this at all, he even felt a little relieved because of the crushing pain all over his body.

Since that incident... it was the first time that he felt severe pain with a completely clear mind, and felt that his body was being destroyed and repaired bit by bit, and finally grew and became stronger.

The thin waist is straight and there is no tendency to be crushed.

Bai Ju's eyelids relaxed, and between the fine eyelashes, the deep black pupils were so calm that it was terrifying; he was like a white jade statue, standing still, allowing countless black snakes to form a vortex and burrow into his heart, one after another, from the Xuan Ming Plaque to the palms of his hands and then to his torso , until he was covered with cobwebs.

He has endured the suffering of all sentient beings.

A mere Xuanwu...how could he be suppressed?

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Tick ​​tock.

The sound of tiny drops of water resounded in the empty temple of the virtual world. A few tiny drops of water fell from the tips of Bai Ju's slightly upturned hair, gathered a little more, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The Xuanwu power in Bai Ju's body has been absorbed to the limit, and the Xuanming plaque is suspended in the air, no longer connected to him; but the influence of Senhan's Xuanwu power is not so easy to dissipate. Bai Ju sits cross-legged in the cold The temple in the Ice Cave was frantically digesting the Xuanwu power. After several great weeks, the temperature here finally started to rise, and the frost everywhere began to melt.

Bit by bit, the shallow chill gradually dissipated, and Bai Ju also moved his eyelids, waking up from the state of desperately refining; and just before he woke up, the phantom of the giant turtle that had always been hovering above him Then he closed his eyes and quietly slipped back into the Xuan Ming Plaque. His brass-colored eyes had become extremely agile, as if they were alive.

The whole experience seems to be very long, but the flow rate of time in the mountain virtual realm is a little different from that in the outside world. Coupled with the refining speed of Baiju Whale, it has actually only been about five hours.

After cleaning up his condition, most of the power in the Xuan Ming Plaque was still left. Bai Ju held the plaque in his hand again, pondered for a moment, and began to think.

The Xuanming Plaque should be returned to the bottom of the sea by him; with the power it injected into the mountain before, this Guihe Island can still breed flowers and plants containing spiritual energy as before; but the Xuanming Plaque is directly bound to Lingzhuo , in the future, the connection between Lingzhuo Island and Guihe Island will become shallow, and it will not continuously supply spiritual energy to the creatures on the island.

It seems that we need to add a traction.

Lingzhuo couldn't use the power in the Xuanming plaque, but what he had taken away was enough. If he took any more, it would harm Tianhe.

Bai Ju considered it, then pointed out his sharp claws and carved several talisman arrays on the back of the Xuanming plaque. He also drew matching child-mother talisman arrays in the temple in the virtual realm of the mountain. Then he nodded with satisfaction. He punched the Xuanming plaque down and stuffed it back into its original place.

He stretched out, and the bones all over his body stretched out under pressure, making a crackling sound.

Next, it’s time to find his Yaoyao.

Bai Ju raised his hand and touched the corners of his eyes, silently organized his words in his mind, then put on his hair, took care of himself, and disappeared from the virtual mountain realm.

...Well, neither false nor false.

He didn't feel guilty for hiding Xiao Yao.

Isn't he about to explain?

His Yaoyao is so considerate, so he shouldn't be angry with him...

Bai Ju stood on the open space at the top of the mountain, cheering himself up. In the end, he was so nervous that he scratched his toes on the ground, and decided that if Yaoyao was angry, he would transform into his original shape and roll to the ground, exposing his belly. He whined twice more and opened his eyes wide.

Trick. Um.

After being mentally prepared, Bai Laogou finally left the peak while Qinglan silently watched with blank eyes.

Qinglan: "..."

The Demon King is really difficult to understand. He, a simple single little corpse, couldn't understand the Demon King's thoughts. Let’s continue to guard the peak seriously.

Bai Ju quickly found Xiao Yao's location on the island.

After Xiao Yao and Qu Lang finished fiddling with the array, they laid it out on the entire island. At this point, the internal defense of Turtle Island was basically complete. Therefore, Bai Ju found Xiao Yao on a reef on the east coast. Qu Lang studied together to expand the defense.

Bai Laogou jumped down from a high place and landed lightly on the rocks in front of Xiao Yao. When Xiao Yao looked up and saw that Bai Ju was back, he subconsciously showed a surprised smile, and even his lenses reflected it. A small patch of warm light.

Qu Lang: "..." I felt like I became transparent instantly.

All the words that Bai Laogou had thought of were wiped out by this smile. He subconsciously bent his lips and blurted out a gentle "Yao Yao".

Qu Lang silently moved two steps to the side.

Bai Laogou and Xiao Yao looked at each other for a few seconds, and both smiled more stupidly. Qu Lang couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only clear his throat to remind them that he was still alive.

Xiao Yao and Bai Ju came to their senses. They were embarrassed for a moment, and then they both stopped smiling.

Bai Ju stepped closer, and as soon as he stood on the rock where Xiao Yao was, the two of them said in unison: "I have something to tell you."

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Qu Lang:? ? ? crooked? ?

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