Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 273
The first thing he took out was a tightly-fitting jade box, about two feet long and four fingers wide, on which was affixed a jade talisman with emerald green luster.

With a flick of Cao Wei's sleeve, the jade talisman fell and turned into ashes.

With the opening and closing of the box cover, the 800-year-old Mingling wood core appeared. The texture was transparent and almost nothing, and there were hidden dense patterns of blue and black that were naturally formed and spirally intertwined. His breath gives people an extremely strange feeling, like life but not life, like death but not death.

With such a scene, it is no wonder that there is such a saying as "you can see the spirit wood, but Yoyo is invisible".

Originally, the wood body should be more than a hundred feet high, but Zhenjun Wanhua had already refined it, removed the dross, refined the withered glory contained in it, and fused it into this piece of jade that is one foot and two inches long. The core saves the three-month tempering time that Cao Wei Shao said.

Just looking at the shape of this object, he felt inexplicably familiar, and immediately looked down at the lower part of his dantian, and couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

"It turns out that Uncle Yan is this kind of person."

Speaking of this, Cao Wei suddenly remembered.

Rumor has it that such a scene often took place in front of the main hall of Qingxia Peak of the Zongmen in the past. Ancestor Yunhai has Xiaguang on the left and Wanhua on the right, almost dancing like a hot wheel, plowing back and forth on the square.

And whenever this scene happened, as long as the Jindan disciples who were still in the sect had nothing important to do, they would definitely come to watch and applaud.

Of course, sometimes everyone will take a small gamble based on the number of laps.

The veteran Jindan monks who have seen this scene are at least six or seven hundred years old.

As for why Cao Wei learned of this, it was definitely not because Master Wanxiang told him in private.

It's just that the other party seems to have the habit of forgetting things, occasionally throwing the photo stone that was treasured in the past on the ground, and it happened to be projected, and then happened to be seen by him, a junior, that's all!

But now it's not a pity that when he didn't take the opportunity to leave a picture, Cao Wei smiled and pointed forward, and the Netherwood core in the box flew out slowly, heading towards a side not far away. Fangyuan's formation flew away.

After this object enters the formation, it is suspended in mid-air.

As the spiritual light of the formation method faintly appeared, two qi, one green and one black, escaped from the wooden core, and each gathered in one place, forming a little spiritual light, which was about the size of soybeans at first.

After finishing this matter, Cao Wei no longer put his mind on this place.

If it is a casual cultivator of golden pills, he is not as relaxed and freehand as he is now. From the beginning, he searched for the ghost wood, then tempered it into a wood core, and then found a secret room with rich spiritual energy and safe formation.

After this operation, even if the luck is good, it will take three to five years. If the luck is not good, it will start in one to twenty years.

With the Qingxia Sect, which has nearly 9000 years of accumulation, Cao Wei has saved a lot of time and energy.

But he wouldn't just wait like this, but then took out a huge emerald green boulder from the storage bag. This stone was more than two feet high, and there were traces of blue light flowing in it.

This thing is the wood spirit crystal condensed by a majestic inspiration in the blessed land of the blue sea after a hundred years.

For Zongmen monks, it is not precious, but for casual cultivators it is rare.

After all, no Nascent Soul Sect will share the inspiration gathered in the blessed land with those golden core casual cultivators, unless the other party is a guest minister and has worked for a hundred years before they can get a piece of half a foot square, which matches the attributes of their own cultivation skills Five Elements Spirit Crystal.

However, for Cao Wei, this wood spirit crystal still doesn't have enough inspiration.

He opened and closed his lips, and a golden pill flew out, flying in mid-air, and a billowing pill fire gushed out to completely envelop the spar.

Three days later, the wood spar finally began to show signs of melting under the tempering of the pill fire, and the traces of blue light slowly gathered towards the center.

After more than half a year in this way, the whole piece of wood spirit crystal was finally completely refined, forming a glistening green-gold spiritual liquid.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, then flipped his hands and ten fingers, formed a dharma seal with the method of refining the Kurong Seal in "Zhou Tianmu Xuan Gong", and shot a series of auras at it, and at the same time, guided by his own spiritual thoughts, This spiritual light melted into the spiritual liquid, and in it condensed into a series of invisible lines.

And the blob of psychic liquid also began to change, finally vaguely taking on the outline of a seal.

Immediately afterwards, he tapped on his left chest, and took out a drop of blue-gold blood essence.

Cao Wei looked at the drop of blood on his fingertips and couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.

No wonder Xia Guang and Wan Hua said that he is not a human race. After all, how can this monk's blood essence be of such a color?
This is the unique luster of essence and blood of a monk with Jumang bloodline. As soon as this blood appears, a surge of vitality gushes out instantly, giving people a sense of new life.

It's no wonder why so many cultivators of various races planned to kill the newly promoted God of Transformation from the Qingyang clan. I am afraid that apart from not wanting the clan to produce another top-ranking cultivator in this world, they also wanted to carve up his corpse. , Refining vitality to benefit oneself, may be able to prolong life for a few years.

Thinking of this, he sighed, this man is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Since practicing so far, any real person naturally does not want to stop at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul Stage.

In the future, if he can reach the threshold of transforming gods, if he doesn't find a safe and hidden place when he crosses the catastrophe, he will most likely follow in the footsteps of that Qingyang clan.

It's just that in the eyes of those cultivators who have already touched the way of space and mastered the magical power of teleportation, only those Jedi, or the blessed land that has been run by a powerful force for an unknown number of years, can stop them. The place could not stop them for a moment.

It's just that it is difficult for a Jedi to transform into a god, so it is extremely dangerous for a great monk.

The Blessed Land is made of broken space fragments. Although it can condense the inspiration and not leak it to help the monks practice diligently, but because of its own incomplete rules, it cannot condense the catastrophe.

It is precisely because of this that monks cannot break through to a new level.

If not, the newly promoted cultivator of the Qingyang clan would not have stepped out of the secret realm of the blessed land that his family has managed since the Great Desolation God Dynasty, so that he gave other monks a chance.

Thinking of this, Cao Wei frowned, flicked the blood into it with his fingers, and then turned his hand to take out the blood-stained bronze block.

After thinking for a while, he sighed and merged the object into the blue-gold spiritual liquid in front of him.

The thick spiritual liquid instantly wrapped this corner of the copper block.

This object is a corner of the seal of the Western Wilderness King of the Great Wild God Dynasty. Even though it is dilapidated, there is still a trace of spirit, and its personality is far superior to all the current spirits.

Only this thing can win him a chance of life in the future, which is why Cao Wei refined the Kurong Seal.

However, the cause and effect are related to one's own future path and life, even the two ancestors Xiaguang and Wanhua, or his children, or the woman who had skin-to-skin relationship with him, naturally cannot say anything.

If half a word was revealed, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

After losing his essence and blood, Cao Wei, who was a little pale, closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and sensed this thing carefully.

As the lips parted slightly, one after another obscure formulas rang out here with an overpowering quaint aura, as if they had gone back to countless tens of thousands of years ago, refining the formula with their own mind like an ancient monk. The same natal magic weapon.

Following the guidance of the mantra, the blood essence traveled along the pattern of the vessel, spreading all over the mass of spiritual liquid.

Three days later, Cao Wei took out another drop of blood essence and refined it again.

Repeatedly, until the ninth rest.

On the other hand, You Yun and Liu Yan looked worried, but they didn't dare to make a sound, even their own aura had been completely restrained, for fear of disturbing their master.

After nine times of blood refining, Cao Wei suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and grasped it with a palm, and captured the two clusters of aura, green and black, transformed by the wood core of the spirit wood, and incorporated them into the seal.

In the two-color aura, two dragons, one green and one black, appeared on the jade seal, their bodies intertwined, the upper body stood upright, with a look of baring their teeth and claws.

Then he flew out more than ten jade boxes and jade bottles from the storage bag, refining all the prepared auxiliary materials into the seal one after another, and then summoned the golden elixir to activate Pill Fire continued to refine.

Time passed day by day, and another seven or seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

I saw that in the raging golden flames of the pill fire, there was a green dragon and two dragons entrenched, and most of the whole body showed a green gold seal that was slowly rotating, and there was an extra piece of copper at one corner of the object, which was perfectly fitted together. As if it was there in the first place.

And as the bronze luster shone, this piece of copper instantly melted away like ink, forming a painting on the wall.

In this painting is a man in feather clothes and neon clothes with blue-gold wings on his back, leaning on the trunk of a spirit tree, stroking the two black dragons in his arms.

This person has a peaceful face, lowered eyebrows and eyes, but there is an extremely holy divinity in his lazy expression.

Although it is just a picture, it gives people an impulse to worship.

Cao Wei glanced at it, forcibly resisting this impulse, and just about to use the reminder to find out, all the paintings were buried in the seal and disappeared.

Seeing this, he turned his hand and took out a Jade-like Biluo Pill and took it, replenishing a small part of his consumed mana.

Afterwards, he worked hard again, and took out a brocade box from the storage bag while the seal was not completely solidified.

After opening the lid of the box, what was contained in the box was a small ball of black soil, exuding an extremely pure dead air, but not sinister.

The two qi of life and death are originally brilliant things in the world, a part of the movement of heaven and earth.

And this ball of yellow spring black soil was obtained by the ancestor of Xiaguang from the Jiuyuan Tianjian decades ago. Before going out for a trip, he deliberately left a small ball for the ancestor of Wanhua, and told Cao Wei that when refining the natal magic weapon, Use it if needed.

This is something that even the Six Demon Lords of the Heavenly Demon Sect covet deeply. Although Cao Wei can get this small piece, although it is only half double, he is already very grateful and dare not ask for too much.

Originally, he refined this celestial yaksha just to use its dead energy to refine the Kurong Seal.

But now that there are more pure things like Huangquan black soil, it is natural to use it as a substitute.

I saw Cao Wei continue to urge the pill fire, burning the black soil, turning it into powder, and then stretched out two fingers, dripping out drops of bright red blood like mercury for reconciliation.

Right now, his own Jumang blood is not too strong, there are only a few words in the Zongmen classics, if it is pure blood of the Qingyang clan, the spiritual blood of the whole body is either blue or golden.

After the delicate black soil and the spiritual blood were completely fused, Cao Wei grabbed the seal, and saw the black dragon suddenly came to life, opened its mouth to inhale, and its body glowed with ghostly light, and the whole became extremely deep.

After the refinement was completed, it entrenched on the seal again, motionless.

At this point, Cao Wei opened his mouth and swallowed the golden elixir, then held up the Kurong seal with one hand, and looked at it for a long time with the reminder, his face showed satisfaction.

Then with a thought, the seal turned into a ray of light, submerged into his body, and appeared on the golden core in the dantian to be cultivated.

At this moment, You Yun turned into a ray of black light, supporting Cao Wei who was shaking a little with his body.

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Wei leaned on You Yun with peace of mind, with a tired look on his face.

And that Liu Yan changed suddenly, showing his real body, opened his bloody mouth, and said with a gloomy smile: "It can be said that I have found a chance!"

Before the words fell, it rushed over.

However, Cao Wei didn't even open his eyes, but raised his hand gently.

The [-]-foot-long colorful-scale python instantly shrank to the thickness of a thumb, and the one-foot-long snake rushed into his embrace.

Cao Wei stroked the little snake in his arms unhurriedly, and then said lazily: "Don't be naughty, if this situation is replaced by other monks, how can you survive?"

As soon as the words fell, You Yun roared softly behind him, and said with great dissatisfaction: "If you continue to be so presumptuous, even if the master doesn't punish you, I won't let you go!"

"How dare a mere Youyun Leopard in the foundation-building stage speak so brazenly?" Liu Yan laughed.

Between the words, it wrapped around Cao Wei's wrist, rested his head on the tiger's mouth, rubbed it a few times, and then quietly bent down.

"It's not a cultivation level obtained by oneself." You Yun muttered.

"A certain leopard is envious!" Liu Yan laughed.

Hearing this, Cao Wei flicked the restless little snake, then turned his head, stretched out his left hand, and scratched You Yun's chin. The other party narrowed his eyes in comfort, enjoying it.

"Don't worry, let's practice for a few more years and open up the fifth spiritual storage hole before going through the catastrophe. Only in this way can we be more stable." Cao Wei said slowly.

You Yun is only 93 years old right now, and he still has a lot of time to prepare.

Speaking of which, if he hadn't awakened Jumang's spiritual body, and his practice speed had increased a lot, he might not be as good as the other party.

Among the two demons with one corpse, Liu Yan's aptitude is considered the worst, but when he was lucky, it happened that Lord Xiaguang and the others needed a spirit beast that had awakened the supernatural power of the ghost-controlling bloodline to deal with Ghost Lord Fengshan, so they cultivated it more.

If it weren't for this, Liu Yan might still be in the foundation building stage now.

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