Natural fairy species

Chapter 191 Blood Essence Core

To track down the blood dao demon cultivator, two thousand sect contribution rewards were originally given.

After Brother Ni was brutally murdered, he increased his contribution by another 3,000.

Coupled with Mo Changzhi's identity, after he escaped from Black Mountain during the operation to destroy the Mo family, the Qingfeng Sect also listed his killing as the sect's mission.

When the two are added together, there are 5,000 more contributions from the sect, and after the three share it equally, there are still 1,600 to 700.

After learning that in the secret hall of the Zongmen there are relics left by Daoist Jiedan of past dynasties, and there are even secret treasures that can help Jiedan, Bai Zichen became more concerned about the Zongmen's contribution value.

As the elder of the prison, it takes a whole Jiazi to be eligible to choose one. Before the alchemy is formed, for peace of mind, you can spend the contribution value of the sect to exchange for another secret treasure.

"Sure enough, it's the neon clothes and feather clothes..."

In the quiet room of Baiyulou, Bai Zichen obtained information about this spiritual weapon after spending several days refining the rainbow feather robe.

As the ultimate spiritual weapon, the neon clothes and feather clothes are well-known throughout Montenegro.

First of all, it is the treasure inherited by the Huofeng Mo clan, and it has always been worn by the Mo clan's head as a status symbol.

Secondly, the neon clothes and feather clothes can be exempted from most of the five elements of spells, and wearing them on the body has other magical effects, which are extraordinary among the best spiritual weapons.

"Three green luan true feathers and a hundred third-level firebird feathers were taken during refining, which can make the body feel like a feather, without fear of strong wind... and can save more than 70% of the second-level magic damage, which can only be caused by the spirit weapon entity Full damage."

Bai Zichen played with the neon clothes and feathers, which were smooth and delicate, with the touch of running water flowing through his fingers.

"But with such a material, it can only be refined into a top-grade spiritual weapon? And it can avoid the wind, this is the ability of magic weapons..."

The main refining material does not match the rank of the treasure, and even the abilities it possesses do not match.

Hundreds of third-order firebird feathers, and a few more spiritual materials can refine low-grade magic weapons.

Even if the refining technique is rough, or because the user's realm is limited, it is still enough to refine a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Not to mention, three more Qingluan true feathers were added in!

If he remembers correctly, Qingluan, as a descendant of Huofeng, has the potential to grow into a fourth-order monster.

And since it is called True Ling, it must be Qingluan who has condensed true blood and achieved the fourth rank.

Each real feather represents the original power of the great poultry monster, and the loss of one will affect its strength.

Using this as the main material to refine it, it is not surprising to refine a top-grade magic weapon, how could it become a mere top-grade spiritual weapon.

Cultivator flying has always had a height limit.

For example, Bai Zichen's Yujian is no more than a thousand feet tall.

Further up, the air is thin, there is no spiritual power, and it is accompanied by strong winds and showers, so it is not suitable for flying.

Even if you force your way in, it won't last long before you have to withdraw.

But the ten thousand zhang high altitude has become a real restricted area.

There is an infinite wind here, and any blow can roll the real person of Dandan into pieces.

There are endless sun and sky fire rays shining, scorching hot and poisonous, and the monk who formed the alchemy can only last for a while, before the skin will be burned and festered, and the body will spontaneously combust.

Only a very strong defensive magic weapon can survive at altitudes above ten thousand feet.

Even so, be careful and walk on eggshells.

Once the gale wind gathers and the sky fire erupts, even if the real person Jiedan activates the defensive magic weapon, it won't be able to withstand it for long.

But in the message sent by Nishang Yuyi, there is actually a message of not being afraid of the strong wind, how can Bai Zichen not be shocked.

This information after refining the spirit weapon is engraved in it at the beginning of refining, so that every refining monk can master the spirit weapon.

The possibility of fake content is extremely low.

"If three Qingluan true feathers were really added in the refinement, then it is reasonable to be able to resist the wind... It is strange why it stops at the top-grade spiritual weapon."

The neon clothes and feather clothes flowed and turned into a streamer of colorful satin, which was tied around Bai Zichen's wrist.

It is not only in the form of feather clothes, as long as it is not pushed with all its strength, it can be transformed into various clothes.

Since he couldn't solve the riddle of the neon clothes and feather clothes right now, Bai Zichen didn't hesitate, and turned his gaze to the remaining blood-colored spar.

After concentrating for a long time, he turned his wrist, and there was another very similar spar in his palm.

Except that it was bigger and didn't stink of blood, it was exactly the same.

It is also a piece of ore with blood vessels and meridians growing on the surface, like a living thing.

The blood-colored spar in his storage bag has a long history. He killed a pair of Jiexiu brothers before entering Qingfeng's gate, and got it from their relics.

At that time, I couldn't tell the difference, but I felt that it was likely to be a third-order mineral material, so I kept it in the storage bag.

"The two must come from the same source, but the piece on Mo Changzhi's body has been refined..."

Bai Zichen held one piece in each hand and compared the two to confirm this point.

The bloody spar that fell out of Mo Changzhi's body was covered with blood vessels and meridians, and there were also a few bloody runes with unclear meanings that were looming on it.

He tried to inject a stream of mana, but only followed the meridian in the spar and sent it out the same way.

"Perhaps, it needs to run in the spar for a circle with the correct running route to crack it?"

The more Bai Zichen thought about it, the more likely his guess became.

It's just a small piece of blood-colored spar, and the meridians derived from it are not as complete as a human body, but the running routes that can be derived are more than hundreds of millions.

He closed his eyes, and began to recall the images obtained in Mo Changzhi's mind by using Taiwu's soul-searching method.

The reason why this soul-searching spell requires the user to have a strong spiritual sense, and it cannot be used on a monk whose spiritual power is close to that of a monk, is that too many soul-searching images will remain, which will affect the caster himself.

In severe cases, they may even disregard primary and secondary, and can't figure out which part of the picture is their real life.

Therefore, the full name of the spell is Taiwu Soul Searching Soul Slashing Dafa, and there is also the word Zhansoul, which cuts off redundant and useless pictures so as not to affect itself.

The blood spar was solemnly hidden between the sternum by Mo Changzhi, and it would not have fallen out if it hadn't been for the collision of the already damaged body during the movement.

Such an important thing will definitely leave a picture in memory.

It depends on whether it is selected by the soul search spell, and it is intercepted into a screen image.

After all, Taiwu's soul-searching method can only get one-third to half of the opponent's memory, and it is possible to miss it.

It's just that important events will basically form multiple pictures in my mind.

It just happened to skip all of them, and the probability that none of the scenes will be found by Taiwu's soul-searching method is very low.

"Yes, at this time..."

Mo Changzhi's memory is like a long river, and the accelerator key is pressed to move forward quickly.

With the movement of Bai Zichen's thoughts, the long river stagnated, and a scene was drawn out.

"The core of blood essence is not easy to come by. Only the ancient battlefield soaked in layers of blood can gather countless monk corpses after thousands of years... It is not too bad for me to exchange Yin Tie, the evil spirit hidden in the family, with the third senior brother. "

Mo Changzhi sat in a pool of filthy blood, holding a blood spar in his hand, with joy and some reluctance.

It turns out that this thing is called the core of blood essence. I don't know what the ghost iron is... Bai Zichen watched it from the perspective of a bystander, thinking silently.

"Finally, the refining is successful, and it can be placed in the body. As long as I form a pill, the core of blood essence can be automatically promoted to an existence similar to a storage magic weapon without the need for space spirits. With the rise of aura, spirit beasts can survive ... Given time, it may not be possible to develop a small world, just like the realm of Yuanying Zhenjun."

Mo Changzhi looked crazy, his whole body merged into the pool of blood, and his hands rose from the pool, turning into two pools of blood.

Bai Zichen's eyes widened, watching a trace of blood running on the core of the blood essence, and then the spar cracked with a click, Mo Changzhi put the two items in, the mana was removed and it returned to its original state.

The spiritual consciousness was consumed crazily, and after barely watching this scene, it was broken into countless fragments.

A wave of fatigue surged from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and his head was so painful that it was about to split. Bai Zichen took two pieces of spiritual tea with great experience, and let go of his thoughts to restore his consciousness.

This kind of extreme tiredness is like participating in the five-crystal magic iron three times in a row.

Fortunately, he practiced the five-crystal glazed body and the art of casting gods, so he has the ability to adapt to this kind of situation.

After about an hour, the symptoms eased and most of the recovery was recovered.

"It's no wonder that you don't want to expect the Great Art of Taiwu to search for souls and souls, and reproduce the content of the exercises from the memory screen... I just recorded a section of the mana running route, and I almost exhausted my spiritual consciousness and couldn't support it. The complete exercise that is hundreds of times more complicated Even if I drain my sea of ​​consciousness, I can’t do it.”

Bai Zichen had obtained the blood essence core from Mo Changzhi, and his mana was running along the route in his memory, like a very superficial cultivation technique.

Slap!

The blood essence core was opened, revealing the dark space inside, with a roll of animal skin and a jade bottle floating on it.

"Don't put it in the storage bag, but hide it solemnly in the blood essence core space, could it be..."

Bai Zichen's heartbeat accelerated slightly, he took a deep breath, and with a light wave, two things had already moved out.

And as he withdrew his hands and stopped the injection of mana, the blood essence core closed again without a single gap.

The jade bottle was opened, and there was a drop of spiritual liquid inside, round like a bead, rolling with the body of the bottle.

It is as clear as water, but it reflects jade-like luster under the sun, and it becomes thick jade liquid from another angle.

Just taking a sip, I feel refreshed, which can withstand the effect of several days of practice.

Quickly cover the jade bottle to prevent the spirit energy from volatilizing and reducing the effect.

"It's no wonder that there are multiple restrictions painted on this jade bottle, which can isolate the inside and outside...it's actually a spirit of alchemy, chalcedony of the spirit!"

Bai Zichen followed Patriarch Yang to Wanshou Gate to buy Qingling chalcedony, saw Qingling chalcedony at the auction in Zengguang Xiancheng, and heard Qingling chalcedony from the mouths of every monk who intends to attack the alchemy.

The understanding of this alchemy spiritual creature is already familiar.

With the real thing in front of your eyes, and comparing the two, you can immediately tell that the Qingling chalcedony in the jade vase is real.

The drop of Qingling chalcedony sent to Huofeng Mo's family by the Ghost Spirit Gate, followed the collapse of Mo's family and Mo Changzhi's death, and returned to Bai Zichen's hands in circles.

"I don't know how long it took for this drop of Qingling chalcedony to arrive at the Ghost Spirit Sect. Once sixty years have passed, the spirit energy will evaporate and the Qingling chalcedony will lose its effect."

However, pill-forming spiritual objects are rare items everywhere, and it is unlikely that Ghost Spirit Sect will have them in stock.

The drop of Qingling chalcedony sent to Mo's family should have been bought from Wanshoumen not too long ago.

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