World of Cultivation

Section 397 Totem Shard

Although the gaze of the stupid bird is so arrogant, it is not good, but in the face of the smirk of the rogue bachelor, there is nothing to be done. Left and right, and climbed up the back of the stupid bird, posing a deadly look.

However, Zuo Mo’s heart is straight.

Since the inexplicable strength of the stupid bird, the temperament has become more and more arrogant, and the small and small people have listened to it. As a big bird, they have forgotten their own work as a mount, but they have not Put his master in the eye!

This can't be done!

Sure enough, ideological education can't be relaxed!

I made up my mind to educate the stranger of the stupid bird, and I was planning to speak. He felt that he was in the clouds. The whole person was almost thrown out, a spirit, and quickly smothered the stupid bird's neck.

When I flew to the sky, it felt completely different, and that was so fast!

The wind blows left and can't open his eyes, so the speed of the heart is so dripping, let the left Mo Haoxing big hair, hands and death to catch the slender bird's long neck, Yang sings and sings.

"I want to fly higher... fly higher... ah..."

A broken voice, breaking through the sky.

The eyes of the stupid bird are not good intentions, and the afterglow of the corner of the eye is very bad. He glances at the left Mo, which is immersed in it, and his wings slammed into it.

"Ah, ah..."

The voice of Zuo Mo Li’s voice floated with the shape of the stupid bird’s rapid change.

When he came down from the back of the stupid bird, his legs were soft like noodles, and the whole person was like drunk. Before he even took two steps, he found that the crowds were rushing, and the arches were crowded and surrounded by stupid birds.

The stupid bird is like a star-shaped moon. It doesn't look at the left eye, and takes its bird steps and gives it away.

The head of the party, the style, looked left and stunned.

Suddenly remembered the appearance of the stupid bird, the left can not help but laugh, shook his head and laughed at himself, he plunged into the tent.

Drilled into the tent, the ghost in the corner saw the left Mo, the wooden scorpion seemed to have more life.

"A ghost, can you rest well in these two days?"

As usual, although I know that the Ghost will not respond, Zuo Mo mouth said, while bowing his head and smashing the spoils.

"Ok."

The sound of a mosquito, like a mosquito, falls in the left Moore, and it doesn't mean a thunder! The action on Zuo Mo’s hand slammed and he looked up, his face full of incredulity.

Soon, the unbelief on his face turned into ecstasy, and he staggered to the front of the ghost: "A ghost! A ghost! Can you talk?"

A ghost looks awkward, the scorpion is still empty, and he is indifferent to the words of Zuo Mo. It seems that the response just now is nothing but the auditory of Zuo Mo.

That is not an auditory audition!

Zuo Mo's son is full of ecstasy. Although the body of the ghost has gradually shown signs of improvement, today's response is a breakthrough.

"A ghost, can you hear me?"

Left Mo slowed down, try to make his words soft, eyes fixed on the face of the ghost.

"Ok."

It was also a response to the details of the mosquito, so that Zuo Mo could not help but grin. He jumped up like a child and cheered.

"Haha! A ghost can talk! A ghost can talk!"

A ghostly hollow scorpion produces a slight undulation.

After the ecstasy, Zuo Mo immediately checked the body of the ghost. Soon, he found that the purple mang of the body of the ghost had grown a lot. The purple awn in the ghost body has a decisive effect on the recovery of her body.

However, this purple mans is extremely ugly and unpredictable, even the Pu Yao does not know the origin. The most strange thing is that Zuo Mo did not notice the smell of Ding Shengsheng from Zimang. On the contrary, it is full of sorrows, but it is full of destructiveness and full of death. It stands to reason that such a weird power brings about death, why can it make the ghosts recover?

Although I can't understand it, but Zuo Mo can't help but move the brains of Zimang, how can I make Ziman grow stronger?

The thought flashed away in his mind, and the calmness of the left Mo was in a hurry. This is a matter of caution! A ghost's body is very special, a little bit moving, it may be fragmented.

The two responses seemed to consume a lot of strength from the ghosts. She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

See you in the left, quickly snoring, carefully flatten her.

After thinking for a long time in his mind, Zuo Mo was able to put his attention on the front of the spoils. The two scorpions that were killed this time, the loot left behind, is a little weird.

Because in addition to the beasts and beasts, there is one more thing.

A piece of metal about the size of the thumb, the surface of the piece has some strange patterns, and the left Mo feels a bit like a pattern. This piece of debris is left by the sorcerer who only let his spiritual power freeze.

The texture of the metal is very unique. Zuo Mo can't say what the material is. The above pattern is not seen by the left. Fortunately, beside him, there is an old antique three thousand years ago.

"Pu, do you know this thing?"

Pu Yao came out and grabbed the debris from Zuo Mo’s hand. He carefully looked at it in front of his eyes, his face was dignified, and he looked at it for a moment. He shook his head: “I can see that it is an ancient thing, specifically what it is, I don’t know. ""

Zuo Mo is not surprised. If this is really a battlefield, things that were tens of thousands of years ago are not normal.

"Can you show me?" Wei suddenly opened his mouth.

Pu Yao looked at Wei and threw the debris on his hand. Wei grabbed it, put it in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

"This is a piece of totem. It can be preserved to this day. It should be the most elegant part. The pattern above is an ancient totem." The black and dark scorpion shines with a different kind of brilliance.

"Ancient Totem?" Zuo Mo looked amazed.

"It is a primitive pattern." Wei explained: "In ancient times, both humans and demons were tribal groups. They gradually formed their own beliefs, and the totems were born out of this. The pattern is evolved from the totem. However, there is a fundamental difference between the two. The pattern is the way of spiritual change, but although the totem involves spiritual power, it is more of a sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"

"The sacrifice is the most important thing for every tribe." Wei said this and suddenly said: "I don't know the truth."

But this is enough to surprise Zuo Mo and Pu Yao. One person and one demon look at each other and see the surprise in the other's eyes.

Such an ancient thing, Wei can say that the head is the road, what is the origin of this guy?

"What is the use of this totem fragment?" asked Momo to raise the pieces in his hand and directly asked him what he was most concerned about.

Wei Shen said: "The ones used to make totems are the best materials that every tribe can find. This piece of debris can last for tens of thousands of years without annihilation. In addition to the extraordinary material, it must undergo countless years of sacrifice. Perhaps, This piece of debris has been born."

"The roots have been born..." Zuo Mo’s eyes are shining.

He quickly urged the gods to seep into the debris, but when his gods were blocked by the debris, his heart was more joyful. Linggen! Sure enough, it is Linggen! The stronger the force of material repulsion, the higher the root of the material.

The material with the root, regardless of its material, is the highest-end material. Because the magic weapon that is refined with it can be psychic. The magic weapon that can psychic means that it has room for growth, such as a small tower.

The material is not good, there are countless ways to make up, but Linggen, but it is impossible to meet.

Come to the treasure!

Zuo Mo suddenly excited! Just say, such a big ancient battlefield, how can you not leave a good thing. Until then, he suddenly understood. This place is so strong that the sorrowful beasts born are not stupid. If there are any good things, they will certainly escape the eyes of these sorcerers.

It seems that the good things in the ancient battlefield are only afraid of being divided by the sorcerer.

Zuo Mo’s eyes flashed with greedy light, and the saliva almost flowed to his lips.

In this way, you only need to stare at the soul beast!

Think of the boundless fog, and then think of the overwhelming sorrowful beast...

Oh! God!

Zuo Mo’s saliva brushed down and the ugly sorrowful beasts, in his eyes, suddenly became very cute! Although hunting for the spoils of the sorcerer's beast, there are only residual limbs and soul beasts. The stuff of the residual limb is said to be able to refine the magic soldier, but for the immediate Momo, it is of no great use. The soul beast is a bit of a use, but it can't make Zuo Mo extract interest.

But nowadays, the thing of totem debris is enough to make Zuo Mo stunned and fascinated.

What can a spiritual root material do? Refining magic! Who knows how much magic? Who is too good for magic?

Moreover, Zuo Mo is aware that in the camp now, everyone is taking the soul beast to practice. Hey, can increase the actual combat experience, improve the cultivation, and get good things, such a good thing, where to find?

Suddenly remembered, these days, everyone must have killed a lot of sorrowful beasts, those trophies...

He was like a fire in his ass, rushing out in a hurry, and went straight to the bag. Poor Bao Yi, I was shocked when I saw Zuo Mo. When I heard the left mob asking about the trophy of hunting the soul beast, I quickly turned it out.

Seeing this pile of things piled up in the corner like garbage, left Morton was heartbroken.

Soon, he found two other totem pieces from the inside.

so close!

The pearl is dusty!

His heart is full of self-blame, did not want to marry the little Mo Ge, and one day almost missed a good thing! He immediately slogans and slogans, and in the future, these things must be well collected, especially such fragments.

Bao Yi is a personal fine, at first glance, the boss is full of regrets, cold sweat suddenly slammed down, and nowadays.

Coming out of Bao Yi, Zuo Mo immediately ran to the Suzaku Camp and the Guard Camp, and smashed the totem debris. If anyone throws the totem pieces as garbage, then he can't even cry.

After doing this, he just let go of his heart and began to think about another problem.

What kind of magic weapon can this be made into?