Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 197 Corpse Demon
"Of course you can get it back, but don't come here to find these two lunatics privately, or I can't guarantee that you can come out unscathed. Did you see those people just now? These people only have their eyes The so-called experiment in the mouth does not have any concept of sect or race. Not to mention you, even this seat is just a so-called consumable in their eyes, and it can be called a rare thing at best." Xue Zhu sneered, and then casually threw a jade bottle over.

She walked forward, looked at Cao Wei, and snorted softly:
"It's just that you think that monks only look at the appearance of outsiders like appearance? As long as the cultivation base is higher than other people, even if you turn into a stone and hide in the latrine, it will attract others' attention, let alone in the crowd, I don't know you What's going on in your head all day?"

Cao Wei reached out to take the jade bottle, and it was cold. He felt a bloody and fierce aura from it, and immediately understood what was in the bottle!
"Thank you Peak Master!"

After thanking him, he habitually wanted to put it in the storage bag.

However, this object did not disappear as expected.

This bottle, like the storage bag, is made of spiritual materials that contain a trace of space. The two are almost the same, so they are naturally incompatible.

Seeing this, there was no embarrassment on his face, but he put it in his arms with a smile, and said to himself: "It's a pity that there is no magic weapon for storage, otherwise there would be no need for such trouble!"

"Do you want to store magic weapons? It's very simple!" Xue Zhu laughed.

"Ask the peak master for advice!" Cao Weixi said.

"This storage treasure is said to be treasured, but in fact it is just like that. Usually Jindan cultivators have it. You only need to kill one, and you can get it naturally! Otherwise, you can find enough empty spirits and find your cloud. Uncle Zhou refine it, or go to the Zongmen Foreign Affairs Hall to exchange it. Does this sound very simple? Otherwise, it depends on your chances. Look at this bracelet, which was found in the Nine Abyss of the Western Regions. De Cao, take a look at this man, sometimes you really need to depend on your fate, walking on the side of the road and picking up something is a magic weapon. It’s just that this style is too simple, it’s really not good-looking, but it’s really too It's annoying, I really want to throw it away!" Fairy Xuezhu stretched out her left hand, her sleeve slipped off, and she saw a jade bracelet on her white jade wrist.

She glanced at Cao Wei, then raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly, looking helpless.

"Peak Master, why worry, you don't need to lose this jade bracelet. In fact, although this disciple is a man, he doesn't mind wearing a bracelet!" Cao Wei said in a low voice.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, held his arm with one hand, and took the jade bracelet with the other.

Seeing this, Fairy Xuezhu quickly withdrew her left hand and said:
"There is no dignity! This bottle of blood is 120 jun, and it is all made of the spiritual blood of the foundation-building monsters. It is enough for you to initially sacrifice the corpse. Tomorrow at the main peak, I will meet with the head Waiting for you in the main hall. At that time, I will prepare the spiritual stones and some self-defense items needed for your practice in the next 20 years. Don’t wait too long, the senior brother who is in charge of the sect doesn’t like people who don’t come after the deadline, don’t wait when it’s overdue! "

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned into a ray of spiritual light and flew towards the distance.

When Cao Wei saw the peak master leave, he didn't want to stay here for a longer time, so he immediately moved towards Baizhu Peak.

On the way, he used mana to adjust the bones and muscles of his face, temporarily returning to his original appearance.

This kind of method is just a superficial use of a monk's magic power. At most, it can deceive monks whose cultivation level is lower than his own. As for the monks of the same level, as long as they are a little more careful, they can find their abnormalities.

Those monks who are proficient in tracking methods, such as those inspectors and law enforcement envoys in the late foundation establishment period of the Hall of Law Enforcement, can find out whether this person is using his real appearance with just a glance.

Once an abnormality is found, it will be investigated with divine sense, and then according to the position of the head bones and facial muscles, the original face of the person will be reshaped in the mind.

But now Cao Wei's face is so natural, and his mana fluctuations have been adjusted by the "Biochemical Formation of All Souls", even if he is face to face with a Jindan real person, the other party will not be able to detect the slightest abnormality.

As for those Nascent Soul cultivators, they are not included in this list.

However, the land of the Western Regions is far more vast than that of Nanzhou, but there are only so many Nascent Soul monks here, which is just a drop in the ocean among many monks.

As long as his luck is not back home and he meets the real monarch who has enmity with the Qingxia Sect, then he will have no worries in this regard during this trip.

In fact, foundation building and Qi refining cultivators sometimes find it difficult to see half of those lofty Nascent Soul True Monarchs in their entire lives.

Even the vast majority of disciples of the Qingxia Sect only know the appearance of the Yuanying ancestors in the sect through the photo stones and other things.

After half an hour.

When Cao Wei returned to the mansion, he went directly to the cave in the backyard and came to the corpse building. He took out the bottle from his bosom, and sacrificed the spiritual blood in the bottle with a movement of divine sense, and gushed out from the mouth of the bottle. A column of blood shot towards the refining corpse.

The refining corpse entangled by iron chains was still struggling, but when it smelled the smell of blood, it calmed down. It opened its mouth violently and swallowed the spurting blood column into its stomach, part of which was too late to swallow. The vicious spirit blood attached to the body surface.

Cao Wei used two minds, separated a wisp of divine consciousness to control the naping bottle, and at the same time, his fingers fluttered, and he performed the "Lingyan Taiyin Corpse Refining Method", and sacrificed a series of magic seals to the corpse. up.

As time went by, a layer of bluish-red thick mucus gradually grew on the originally black-purple scales on the body of the refining corpse, completely covering itself.

Until the early morning of tomorrow, Cao Wei couldn't help nodding his head in satisfaction when he looked at the corpse with iron chains wrapped around its wrists, ankles and other places.

The corpse's burly body became thin and well-proportioned from head to toe, its whole body was covered with dense blood-colored runes, and its dark blue skin was extremely smooth.

The sharp teeth outside the mouth in that mouth glowed coldly, and the ears on both sides of the head became like tigers and leopards, with sharp tops and inch-long bristles.

And the arms of those hands became slender beyond the knees, and the color of the ten-inch-long black nails on them had faded away, and now a kind of vermilion like blood emerged.

Those thighs are extremely thick, and the direction of the knee joints below is like a praying mantis or a cheetah, which is opposite to ordinary people. The toe bones of both feet are raised, with a layer of silver scales attached to them.

As for the blood cells under the ribs on the back, they became a little bigger, and they protruded even higher. There were blood vessels as thick as little fingers all over them, walking and wriggling like earthworms.

These two places beat regularly like a heart, as if they were pregnant with something.

Cao Wei looked around the corpse for a few times, stretched out his hand to stroke it, and the look in his eyes became more and more bright, then he turned his hand and took out a first-order long sword and slashed it obliquely.

Only a snort was heard.

The corpse was split in two from the shoulder blades to the waist, and it was broken into two pieces. What leaked from the wound was not fresh blood or gore, but a viscous liquid like ointment with fine fascia. Half of the corpse was dragged in mid-air, shaking endlessly.

And the long sword in Cao Wei's hand has been corroded like a dead wood, with no spirituality at all. A piece of the sword body, which was sticky with thick liquid, fell on the floor tiles, made a few crisp sounds, and then fell into the corroded bricks. among.

Seeing this, he had a thought, and the thick liquid seemed to have a spirituality, and all of them were retracted into the corpse, and the upper half of the corpse fell to the ground.

As soon as it touched the ground, the object suddenly rose up and shot towards the roof of the corpse building. The flying skull with one arm spewed out billowing fire, and everything it passed was covered with frost.

In just a few short breaths, he broke the prohibition circle that Cao Wei had set up around the corpse building, and then broke through the roof.

At the same time, the lower half of the corpse dived into the earth and rocks, as if merging with the earth, regardless of each other.

Cao Wei temporarily avoided blocking the dark connection brought about by the blood contract with him, and instead used his own spiritual sense to perceive the four directions.

In the first time, he didn't feel the slightest trace of this corpse, and he didn't find a trace of obscure breath until several miles away.

However, the lower half of the corpse escaped from the ground, and then galloped back like a tiger or leopard. With one leap, it met the flying head in mid-air, and thousands of strands of hair gushed out from the wound. Thick blood red silk thread.

However, within a breath, the corpse returned to its original state, and it was not obvious that it had been injured at all.

Cao Wei threw away the hilt in his hand, and sacrificed another brutal beast sword, Yujian shot away, the sword light was sharp, and it came in an instant.

But this time, the body of the refined corpse is as indestructible as Geng Jing Xuan Yu and other objects. Once the two collided, there was a sound of gold and stone, and the flames splashed down in mid-air.

With the strength of the ferocious beast sword, only a few white marks were left on it.

The refining corpse flying in mid-air grasped with both hands, tightly grasping the ferocious beast sword that was about to fly back, at the same time it opened its eyes wide, opened its mouth and sprayed, a cloud of gray smoke turned into strands A spiritual thread twisted away, wrapping tightly from the sword body to the hilt.

All of a sudden, the fierce beast sword in the gray silk was flickering, and violently broke free.

Although it wasn't polluted spiritually or damaged its material in an instant like that first-order magic weapon, it seemed that it couldn't get rid of it in a short time.

Of course, Cao Wei didn't use too much mana, nor did he use the "Earthly Branch Sword" skill of controlling the sword, but this corpse has such supernatural powers, which is beyond his expectation.

"This Daoist Taiyin is really a great talent. He can create such a mysterious method of refining corpses. If it was placed in the previous life, he would also be a first-class biochemical talent. It's just that this person doesn't know how many human monks have been used as his method. Try it, just created this method, and it is no wonder that this method will provoke Muxuan Taoist in the end." Cao Wei put it in the body bag.

Then he warned himself in his heart, secretly said:

"If this refined corpse in the future, it should be able to be called a corpse demon. It really can transform into a Yasha one day, and even further transform into a flying silver-winged Yasha, with supernatural powers comparable to teleportation, then I It’s really even more powerful! But the so-called Taiyin copper bell is still a huge hidden danger. The Lingyan Sect has been studying this treasure for so long, there must be corresponding imitations in it, so don’t be careless! Let’s see if we can find something similar to that treasure in the future. The same mysterious corpse refining method in "Taiyin Corpse Refining Method" complements it and creates a unique restraint on corpse control, so as not to leave a loophole and be taken advantage of by others accidentally!"

Cao Wei saw that the time was almost up, so he left the cave and galloped towards the main peak of the sect.

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In the main peak hall.

On the main seat, an old man with three long beards was sitting cross-legged on a futon, beside him was Fairy Snow Bamboo in palace attire.

And Cao Wei was in front of the two of them, holding a storage bag, looking hesitant to speak.

"If you have any questions, just speak up, don't make faces for my old lady, and act like a bitch, you will lose face to me!" Fairy Xuezhu said impatiently.

The master Mingyou pretended to be asleep with his eyes closed, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Peak Master, didn't your old man say yesterday that you have enough spiritual stones for disciples to practice in the next 20 years? Why is there something wrong with the number here..." Cao Wei laughed.

But in the middle of the conversation, Xuezhu said angrily: "What did I give you, and took it for yourself? What is my old lady doing for your little spirit stone? It's useless!"

Hearing this, Master Mingyou waved his hand, and said calmly: "Xue Zhu, don't be impatient. Decao, sit down and talk, if you have anything to say, you and I are not outsiders, so there is no need to hide it." Tuck it in. Things in this world are actually very simple, but some words are unclear, and unnecessary gaps inevitably arise."

"It's not less, but more." Cao Wei said unhurriedly.

The words rained, and I saw that the head opened his eyes, and there was a faint light in the eyelids, and then he smiled and said:

"There are 20 high-grade spirit stones of the wooden system in this bag. Is it too much? A foundation-building disciple with three spiritual roots refines only about two spirit stones a day. Spiritual root disciples, if you count the breathing method of "Jumang Wood Nerve" and the benefits brought by the first layer of "Swallowing Gold, Chewing Iron and Serving Pills", this sect will refine eight of them per day. Counting the high-grade spirit stones, there shouldn’t be much difference, right? In this way, 580 four high-grade spirit stones will be needed in the [-] years, and Xuezhu even paid for it from her own pocket, and put together the whole thing for you.”

"So that's it, thank you, Peak Master." Cao Wei put the storage bag into his arms.

"Decao, if your speed of breathing out and refining spiritual energy is faster than our rough calculation, then it's okay to say. This door will add spirit stones to it. Look at the "Swallowing Gold, Chewing Iron, and Clothing Pills" Have you already started to practice the second level, and have corresponding improvements been made in "Jumang Wood Nerve", so that the speed of practice has greatly increased, all of which can be said!" Mingyou said with a smile.

"Master, this disciple really doesn't have such talent and understanding!" Cao Wei said truthfully.

The middle-grade spirit stones he needs for daily practice are actually almost eight pieces.

Mingyou took out a small round shield the size of a palm, and then said with a smile: "This is the sect's reward for cracking the second layer of "Swallowing Gold, Chewing Iron, Clothing Alchemy". Let's see if this is true." You may have?"

(End of this chapter)