Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Chapter 37 Falling into Fire and Burning the Loose Cultivators

"Here!" Jiang Qiong controlled the spirit puppet and took out the box containing the secret medicine from his pocket.

"There's nothing wrong with this smell!"

The young weapon refiner took out the medicine from the box, smelled it carefully, his eyes flashed brightly, and then he took out the silver needle instrument and pierced it.

In two breaths, green lines like vines appeared on the silver needle instrument.

"Yes, it's the secret medicine I want." The young weapon refiner looked at the spirit puppet and asked, "What secret method do you want to exchange the secret medicine for?"

""The Art of Controlling Weapons", and the sixty spirit stones that were pledged to you half a year ago." Jiang Qiong's voice was transmitted again through the "tongyin" on the spirit puppet's arm.

"Oh?" The young weapon refiner narrowed his eyes, took out a bag of spirit stones and a piece of inheritance jade slip, handed it to the spirit puppet, and said at the same time: "Fellow Taoist, do you have any secret medicine in your hand? "

"If there is one, I'm willing to buy it at a high price."

"No, this is the only one that I managed to find through various connections and a distinguished elixir master to prepare."

Jiang Qiong told lies without thinking.

"It's a pity. If fellow Taoist can still get this secret medicine in the future, just come to me and I promise to exchange it for precious items!"

The young weapon refiner said with a smile.

"Yes." Jiang Qiong controlled the spirit puppet, took away the inheritance jade slip and spirit stone, walked out of the remote street in an instant, and blended into the bustling main street.

The young weapon refiner watched the spirit puppet leave, his eyes flickering, the smile on his face gradually fading, and his expression appeared hesitant.

Finally, he shook his head and walked into the house.

We walked around Fangshi Street several times and returned to Cangzhu Mountain.

Jiang Qiong quickly got into the house he rented, scanned the inheritance jade slip with his spiritual sense, and began to comprehend it seriously.

After a while, the inheritance jade slip broke into pieces.

The writing on the panel appears.

[Name: Jiang Qiong]

[Spell: Weapon Control (First Level: 1/95)]

【Experience: 1327】

"Mastering the Art of Controlling Weapons will elevate my life-saving ability to another level!"

Jiang Qiong looked at the panel and piled up experience points with joy in her eyes.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and as if hundreds of years had passed, there was a vague figure in his sea of ​​consciousness, imparting the experience of "The Art of Controlling Weapons".

In an instant, proficiency is perfected.

[Spell: Weapon Control (Fifth Level: 810/810)]

"Try how effective this technique is"

Jiang Qiong took out the curved blade magic weapon, the exquisite small tower, the explosive flame beads and two Gengjin darts.

Immediately afterwards, he used his spiritual consciousness to control the spirit puppet, and at the same time activated the weapon control technique to control the five magic weapons. The whole process was as easy as waving his own arm.

Whether it is offense, defense, or surprise attack, the five magic weapons are very fast and can cooperate with the spirit puppet in a tacit understanding.

"Without controlling the spirit puppet, I estimate that I can control three more magic weapons."

While Jiang Qiong was running the spiritual control magic weapon, he muttered: "Normally speaking, for ordinary monks in the middle stage of Qi training, their spiritual consciousness can only support the activation of four to six first-level low-grade magic weapons at the same time."

"When I cast three more Geng Gold Darts and Explosive Flame Beads, my ability to control the magical weapons alone will be twice as high as those of ordinary monks in the middle stage of the Qi Training Realm!"

As the saying goes: Two fists are no match for four hands.

Jiang Qiong is now very confident and can beat up most casual cultivators in the early stages of Qi training!

When he gets the middle volume of "Tou Ling Jue" and breaks through to the realm, he won't be afraid at all when facing other monks who are in the middle stage of Qi training.

"Next, I will slowly accumulate spiritual stones and wait for the Yuling Sect to sell the "Earth Spirit Art"."

Jiang Qiong put the magic weapon back into the storage bag, turned around and continued to cast the magic weapon, very busy.

At this time, in the remote valley of Bixia Oasis.

There were two monks with green and black lines on their faces, traveling quickly through the mountains and forests. They were chasing a casual cultivator who had fled with his life.

"Help. Help!"

The fleeing cultivators had a look of horror on their faces, and their figures ran wildly in the snow. The overflowing spiritual energy swept through the strong wind, and the snow on the surrounding ancient branches and leaves fell.

"There are natives of the Shadowfall tribe here, help!"

The fleeing cultivator let out a deafening howl, but there were barriers around him that prevented his voice from being heard.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, you are an idiot. You have been lured here by us, and you are still trying to ask for help. Even if you scream your throat today, no one can come to save you!"

The speaker was a Shadowfall native who was blind in his left eye. He looked young, but his eyes were ferocious, his facial features were squeezed together, and his teeth were sharp, like a bloodthirsty jackal.

The middle-aged native of the Fallen Shadow next to him did not speak. He silently began to knead the magic formula. His whole body was as fast as a ghost, and he merged into the shadow of the casual cultivator in an instant.

The next moment, two palms full of bone spurs stretched out from the shadow, grabbed the casual cultivator's ankles fiercely, and crushed the bones directly!

"what!"

The casual cultivator let out a shrill scream and was about to use his spiritual energy to fight back, but a bunch of dark and ferocious insects emerged from the shadow and burrowed into his flesh and blood.

boom!

Blocked by a bunch of ferocious insects, the spiritual energy in Sanxiu's body was disordered, and the backflow ravaged his meridians, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood and fall heavily to the ground.

The native who was blind in his left eye quickly appeared in front of the casual cultivator and raised his hand to smash his Dantian and smash all the bones in his body.

The casual cultivator fainted from the pain.

"Hurry up and swallow up his blood and spiritual energy."

The middle-aged native emerged from the shadow of the casual cultivator and urged the young blind native.

"Why are you so anxious!" The blind native looked at the fainting casual cultivator and couldn't help but said: "The current hunting mode is really boring. Kill quickly and devour quickly. A lot of blood and spiritual energy will be wasted in the process!"

"The life was as comfortable as it was half a year ago, blending into the shadow of the monks, slowly eating away at them, and savoring the taste of the food."

Speaking of this, the blind native licked his lips and said greedily: "Speaking of which, the direct descendants of the aristocratic families in Yulingfang City have pure spiritual energy and strong blood and are the most comfortable to swallow."

"I don't know if there will be a chance to devour one in the past two years."

"Oh, don't have such unrealistic thoughts." The middle-aged native said sarcastically: "The elder is willing to let us go out for fun, which is already a great kindness."

"If you dare to cause trouble in Fang City, you will be beaten to pieces and skinned!"

"What are you afraid of? These direct descendants of aristocratic families are all flowers in the greenhouse. I can kill them easily. There is no way they will cause any trouble!"

The blind Shadowfall natives looked very arrogant, causing their companions to sneer.

"Idiot, you don't even know what you are. If you look down on this or that every day, you will die because of it sooner or later!"

"I think you have been in prison for a long time and have no idea of ​​the dangers of the world of immortality. You are ignorant of the world and are arrogant!"

Hearing this, the blind Shadowfall native felt dissatisfied and wanted to defend himself, but the middle-aged companion next to him seemed impatient.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will protect the law for you, and quickly devour this casual cultivator!"

With that said, the middle-aged native walked aside.

The blind fallen shadow native snorted coldly, vented his dissatisfaction a little, and then started using bloodline spells. His whole figure was like a puddle of water, blending into the shadow of the casual cultivator.

Not a moment.

The shadow seemed to be boiling, and then black flames overflowed, wrapping the body of the casual cultivator.

It was about the past two quarters of an hour.

The body of the casual cultivator was burned by the fallen fire, leaving only a ball of ashes scattered on the snow.

And when the shadow of the casual cultivator disappeared, the figure of the young blind shadow-fallen native was gradually revealed.

"go!"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged Shadowfall natives quickly cleaned up the traces and left with the blind natives who still had unfinished thoughts.

(End of this chapter)