Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 382 Life Gu
Wu Ying, a monk in Yueyongshu's false infant stage, was severely injured by a blow from Cao Weijin's spiritual eye. Later, in order to treat the injury, he took the elixir that Bingzheng had used to move his hands and feet, which made his injuries even more serious. Finally, he encountered Qingxia Killed by the spirit corpse of the ancestor.

During this process, Bingzheng did not take back his back.
However, regarding this move, Cao Wei, Bingzheng, and other Jindan monks of Qingxia Sect all behaved very normally and did not find this kind of thing strange at all.

After all, the other party did not hide it intentionally. Cao Wei only needed to explore a little more carefully with his spiritual sense to find out where the Gu insects were.

And if Cao Wei was negligent in this regard, then instead of taking advantage of the monks from other forces and dying outside, it would be better to take advantage of his own people.

"Senior Brother Bingzheng, you use your body as a nest and Gu as your cultivation to condense the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit into a life Gu. This method is very dangerous!" Cao Wei said slowly.

As soon as he said this, Bingzheng put on his clothes, covered up the strange insect marks on his chest, and then said with a smile: "It seems that junior brother also has a certain understanding of Gu cultivation method. How about it, I will teach you!"

"Thank you for your kindness." Cao Wei shook his head slightly.

"Actually, there are two kinds of methods of cultivating Gu, internal and external. The external method of controlling Gu is a small way. This method is very similar to the sword control, formation formation, condensing talismans, etc. The internal method is different. I am the Gu, and the Gu is me!" Bingzheng Said slowly.

Hearing this, Cao Wei chuckled, and then secretly sent a message: "If the fate Gu is not destroyed, will it mean immortality? If there is a next time, then I, Cao, really want to give it a try!"

As soon as he said these words, Bingzheng's expression froze, but in the blink of an eye it returned to a smile that was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

When everyone saw this, although they didn't know what the two said secretly, they all had some guesses.

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Three days later, after the Qingxia Sect's Jindan monks completed their repairs, Wei Wujiu took out a white jade spiritual boat, and everyone left Dating Mountain in the boat and headed towards Fengling Stream.

And just as Cao Wei and others were rushing to Fengling Stream, on the outside of the West Sea, the two Yueyongshu ancestors glared at the place where the four Yuanying monks from the Qingxia Sect were.

Separated by more than a thousand miles, Xiaguang and Wanhua simultaneously sensed each other's hostile gaze.

Xiaguang glanced at Wanhua, then turned around and said with a smile: "What, you are not convinced?"

"Hmph. I don't have the same experience as a reckless man like you!" One of the old men transformed by the Yueyongshu Nascent Soul cultivator said calmly.

After saying that, it walked away and took the lead to leave the vicinity of Xihai Tianmen.

"Reckless man? I'll beat you two old guys to death. Oh, junior brother, don't hold me back...ah," Xiaguang said angrily.

As he spoke, he picked up the iron rod beside him with one hand and stretched his other hand backward.

But at the end of the sentence, Wanhua flew in the air in the same place with his arms folded, motionless.

Xia Guang's hand stretched out backwards grabbed the air, then put away the angry look on his face, and turned into a look of concentration to cover up the embarrassment just now.

"You two are such big men, so stop making trouble. The Yueyongshu clan seems to be in trouble, but there is nothing wrong with that boy Bingzheng." Yunhai looked towards the three surrounding sects: Xiaguang, Wanhua, and Kuilie. Monk Men Yuanying said through a message.

"This kid always likes to work hard but not put any effort into it. If you take a fancy to it and then bet on it, it's too slick and can't be reused!" Xiaguang said slowly.

"Far inferior to Mr. Cao. At least he has no choice now. He can only identify himself as a human race and belong to my Qingxia Sect. Otherwise, I'm afraid the old guys from other races can't help but take action. . A 250-year-old late-stage Jindan monk is somewhat as elegant as I was at that time." Wanhua admired.

"How elegant is it? Junior brother, if I remember correctly, you should have broken through to the late stage of Jindan when you were 290 years old, right?" Xia Guang sneered.

"I have nothing to say to you fat man." Wan Hua said angrily.

"Okay, don't keep fooling around in front of me. Let's talk about it. What do you think of the suggestion made by the monks of the Qingyang clan before leaving?" Yunhai said, stroking his beard.

"Although De Cao is a bit dissolute by nature, he has never made any mistakes since he joined the sect for more than two hundred years. It does not say that he has great achievements, but at least he has worked hard. His behavior over the years has been for the sake of being with Qing Dynasty. The Yang clan puts aside the relationship. If we agree to send him to the Chishui secret realm of the Qingyang clan, then his hard work over the years will be in vain, and this disciple will never agree." Wanhua said in a deep voice.

Compared to Chen Yunzhou, Zuoqiu and even Xuezhu, the three palace masters who worked closely with each other, Cao Wei relied on his own ability to make money.

In addition, he also gave guidance to the disciples of Dan Palace from time to time, teaching them the Tao and solving their doubts.

The rest is just hanging out with Kun Xiu such as Zuo Yunzhi, Gongsun Chu, You Yun, Liu Yan, etc. However, both parties are willing to do so, and this is beyond the control of outsiders.

Apart from these, all the rest of his thoughts were spent on cultivation, guarding the five hundred-mile radius of Tailing Mountain, being honest and peaceful, and never causing trouble.

Acting like this can be regarded as a breath of fresh air among the group of Jindan monks.

"Junior brother, what you said does make some sense. However, there is a complete inheritance of the Qingyang clan in the secret territory of Chishui. If the virtues are not removed, there will be nothing but blood and no way to use it. You and I should wait for him to come out and let him Can you make your own decision?" Xiaguang said slowly.

"Okay." Wanhua nodded lightly.

Although almost all of the two Yue Yueshu who left earlier died due to the death of their descendants, their faces did not show much sadness.

"With the death of Wu You, Wu Ying and other descendants, we should be able to exchange for two or three hundred years of peace for our clan." One of the Yue Yueshu, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, sighed.

This kind of life of living under a wealthy family has never been easy.

Firstly, they cannot be too strong. Once they cross the critical line of the big clan, they will be attacked mercilessly. Secondly, they cannot be too weak. If they are too weak, they will not be valuable enough, and they will lose even the remaining autonomy. The things to feed.

For example, if you encounter the Reverend Xiu She of Nanhuang who likes to eat elephant monsters, the white jade long-nosed elephant family becomes the opponent's plaything and will be harvested every once in a while, even if it becomes a golden elixir or even the Nascent Soul stage, There is no dignity at all.

"Fortunately, we only sent half of our juniors in this time, so we still have a chance! Just be patient, the tide will turn, and one day our clan will have a god-transforming venerable." Qiyue, the other Nascent Soul. Yan Shu's tone was a little low.

"I hope so." The other party sighed.

The two moonlights stepped on the fire clouds with their sparse feet, and ran towards the distance into the sky, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

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In the Palace of the Four Seas, Cao Wei and others traveled more than eight million miles, which took them at least more than twenty days.On the way, Wei Wujiu had already handed over the formation equipment to Cao Wei, and also took out six top quality wind spiritual stones and handed them to everyone. These were only artifacts that carried the wind xuan spiritual light.

Of course, Chen Yunzhou's magic weapon was damaged before. Although he has taken the precious elixirs without hesitation, he still has to rest for ten days and a half.

Along the way, except for killing a few big eyeless indigenous monsters or sensing the scent of elixirs and stopping to pick them, they were otherwise fine.

After all, the current Poseidon Territory in the South China Sea occupies almost a quarter of the size of the Southern Wilderness. It is as vast as a dozen large cultivation areas in the Western Wilderness put together. It can be said to be boundless.

Therefore, even though each clan invested almost all the late-stage Jindan cultivators, this small number, if spread out, would be like a drop of ink blending into the sea water.

If all parties had not made an appointment in advance, how could it be so easy to meet?
Regardless of whether it is in the outside world or in the Four Seas Palace, these native elixirs are usually in a state of cryptic intelligence, and it is almost impossible for monks to simply use their spiritual thoughts to detect their location.

However, if these elixirs reach a certain period of time, such as for breeding, they will bloom and attract spiritual insects.

During this period of time, it broke its obscure state on its own, so that it could also be sensed by the monks.Of course, some unintelligent Qi-refining and foundation-building monsters will instinctively devour or wait for the elixir.

Of course, most wild elixirs are not available on a large scale. It depends on both the weather and the location, so they usually cannot survive for too long.

This is also why the elixirs that are older are more rare.

However, various sects have more or less figured out methods for cultivating commonly used elixirs. Although the efficacy of these elixirs is somewhat inferior to those of wild ones, the advantage is that the output is stable.

In addition, it also protects the growth of the elixir under treatment until its age reaches the required level.

This kind of patient living can only be achieved by those sects that want to inherit it for ten thousand years or even longer. If they are casual cultivators, they will probably only plunder without restraint. How can they manage so much?

On the white jade spirit boat, Cao Wei started to sort out the magic treasures stored by the Yueying Shu fake infant monk Wu Ying, and organized the magic treasures, elixirs, talismans, spiritual stones and other objects one by one.

It's just that like other monks in the sect, he picked out Bingzheng's backup, gathered a lot of bottles and cans, and pushed them towards Bingzheng.

Then according to the valuation, the corresponding spirit stones were retrieved.

There are more or less Gu insects hidden in the contents of these jars, and of course some of them are just suspected, and these were basically marked out by the great demon Yueyongshu. Obviously, they also knew that Bingzheng had different intentions.

However, I think he probably didn't know that the other party was practicing Gu, or he was under the intimidation of the great monk Yunhai. The Yueyongshu Nascent Soul Lord knew clearly that Bingzheng was a Qingxia Sect spy, so he could only hold his nose and pretend to be ignorant. .

Until one month after leaving Datingshan.

Cao Wei, who was flying high in the sky, saw from a distance that there was a deep trench on the ground in front of him, and green wind blades rose into the sky. Some of them collided in mid-air, making a harsh trembling and crackling sound; Some blended together and turned into large or small tornadoes.

Cao Wei made some rough calculations and found that the so-called Fengling Stream was more than five or six hundred miles wide at its widest point. It was slowly shrinking toward the front and back, and it was probably more than ten thousand miles long.

When the group of them had just flown not far above Fengling Stream, they heard a stream of biting wind roaring from Fengling Stream and shooting towards the sky.

At this time, Cao Wei casually sacrificed seven or eight high-grade flying sword instruments, went towards the envoy, and clashed with the green wind blades.

These flying swords and wind blades collided together, emitting little bits of fire, accompanied by a sonorous and clear sound.

However, only at a place more than a hundred miles away from him, he saw the wind blade passing through the body of the flying sword silently, without any sense of stagnation.

Seeing this, Cao Wei said happily, "Every Gangfeng here has the power of a strike from an early stage Golden Core monk. Let me investigate and see how to set up the formation!"

After saying this, he closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts came out of his body, sweeping five hundred miles in all directions.

After a full half day, Cao Wei opened his eyes and said to the left and right: "I will set up the formation, and you will be refined by the wind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his hand and took out more than ten large green flags, and then skillfully arranged the "Xunfeng Formation" with the previously determined place as the center and along the meridian nodes.

As the dozen or so green flags disappeared in the air, Cao Wei pinched his hand and said softly: "Get up."

As soon as he said these words, the originally chaotic wind in a radius of more than ten miles was affected by the formation, and suddenly condensed in mid-air, turning into a ball of blue wind, filled with countless wind blades. .

Cao Wei flew down from mid-air, he separated some spiritual control formations, and then took out the alchemy furnace, preparing to use Wu Ying's fake baby corpse and the big medicine to start refining some elixirs.

As for Chen Yunzhou, who was not far from him, he was injured due to damage to his natal flying sword, but after a month of recuperation, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is also because fortunately only some of the child swords were damaged, and the twelve mother swords were still intact.

I saw that he had already arranged the weapon refining site, carved the formation patterns, then took out the furnace and began to repair the damaged and broken swords.

On the other side, near the "Xunfeng Formation", six people including Zuoqiu, Bingzheng, Suyue, Xuezhu, Wenzhen and Yuewei were sitting cross-legged in the air.

They chanted the incantation in unison, pointed forward, pulled out a transparent and faint spiritual light from the green wind mass, and then drove it into a top-quality wind spirit stone floating in front of them. middle.

The remaining Wei Wu Jiu had a calm look on his face, and his spiritual thoughts were unreservedly spread out in all directions, not missing any move.

Unknowingly, everyone in the Qingxia Sect had been stranded in Fengling Stream for nearly half a year.

As for the six people near the "Xunfeng Formation", the top-quality wind spirit stone in front of them was as bright as a gem, with wisps of brilliant and colorful light shining in it.

At this point, Wei Wujiu sent a message and said: "That's enough, De Cao will close down."

As soon as he said these words, Cao Wei was pinching the seal of the elixir. He couldn't care about anything else and could only say loudly: "Wait for me for half a quarter of an hour."

After saying that, his fingers flew like shadows, and he quickly formed a series of seals, adjusting the many medicinal properties in the elixir with his own spiritual thoughts, so that it could transform as flawlessly as possible.

At this moment, several figures came galloping from a distance.

(End of this chapter)