Chapter 423: Black Hearted Scholar
In a connected valley.
I saw a red spot of light suddenly appearing from the ground, and after a while it turned into a ferocious and ugly ghost, and took a deep breath into the air.
Not long after, a figure quickly came from the west and appeared beside Li Gui.
"They are here." Li Gui said gloomyly.
"Why don't you see the five of them? Could it be that you are playing with me?" It was Luo Ba who came, and his injuries were almost healed at this time, so he asked the old five to send a little ghost to bring him to Ye Tian and the others.
"Old Ancestor Luo, that's where their aura disappeared. It's absolutely unmistakable." Li Gui once again sniffed deeply the smell in the air, and blurted out.
"Oh? Could it be that there is something hidden here?" Luo Ba frowned.
As one of the Six Demons of West Islet, Luo Ba is very aware of the ability of the little ghost's mountain-moving technique. Anyone who has been imprinted by the little ghost's mountain-moving technique can be found through the breath of the imprint. Now that the breath has disappeared into the mountains, it means that there may be something weird in the mountains.
"Okay, you can get out now." Luo Ba said indifferently with cold eyes.
"Congratulations to Patriarch Luo on the victory of the flag, and he will surely win the Golden Bell of Weeping Blood, and realize the cultivation method of the phantom fairy sound." After Li Gui knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed to Luo Ba, it turned into a red spot of light Submerged into the ground, disappeared.
Luoba stood in place, looked around, and found that the surrounding mountains were connected with each other, and there were lush plants growing on each mountain, and the spiritual energy on them was obviously stronger than that on the road.
"Hmph, the trick to blind your eyes!"
Luo Ba snorted coldly, and took out a set of black formation flags from the storage bag.
There are six black formation flags in total, which can form a complete trapping and killing formation, called the black evil formation. Even if it is a monk at the alchemy stage, it will take some time to break through this formation. Luo Ba once used this black evil formation to escape from a monk at the alchemy stage.
The reason why he set up this black evil formation was not to discover any clues, but to prepare in advance for the sake of caution.
Since Luo Ba had suffered a loss in the Weeping Blood Golden Bell before, he had to be fully prepared. One was to deal with Jiang Wenbo and the others of the Taiji School, and the other was to pass through the Black Demon Formation to see if he could isolate him. Blocking the confusion of the magic and fairy sounds.
"go!"
Luo Ba let out a low cry, and the six black formation flags separated instantly.
According to Luoba's instructions, they landed in the grass on the six hilltops, and their roots sank into the ground. With a flash of black light, all the six black formation flags disappeared.
After finishing all these, Luo Ba took out six spirit stones from the storage bag.
The light on the six spirit stones has dimmed, and there are still tiny cracks in them. At first glance, they are low-grade spirit stones, and more than half of the spirit power in the spirit stones has been consumed. Even so, Luo Ba still feels a little distressed.
He gritted his teeth, let out a long sigh of relief, and waved the six spirit stones in the air, and the six spirit stones immediately shot towards the positions of the six black formation flags, and landed on the ground where the formation flags did not enter. in the ground.
Not long after, the six array flags emitted subtle fluctuations of spiritual power at the same time, and then the spiritual energy on the six nearby hills became significantly stronger.
"Little bastards, this time I will definitely kill you." Luo Ba's face was gloomy, and the sternness in his eyes flashed past.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from afar.
"Old Luo, is that kid here?" As the voice fell, a white-faced scholar appeared not far away, and his figure was quite elegant. His speed is very fast, and he can jump tens of feet just by tapping the ground with his feet.
After a few breaths, the white-faced scholar had already appeared beside Luo Ba, and opened a shiny black folding fan with a "swish".
"Scholar with a bad heart, why did you come first?" Luo Ba said calmly.
"Old Luo, don't you remember that among the Six Devils of Xiyu, except for the fifth, I have the most free time." The black-hearted scholar smiled indifferently, with a handsome appearance, a jade tree facing the wind, and an aura that is even more detached and refined.
"Put away your deceptive tricks." Luo Ba said with a sullen face.
"Old Luo, my tricks have seduced a lot of boudoir girls. The blood of their hearts has helped me practice the blood breath method to a great success, and there are faint signs of a breakthrough." The black-hearted scholar immediately changed into a pair of clothes. With a free and easy temperament, he proudly waved the shiny black folding fan.
"It's just right, one of these five people is a woman whose strength has reached the peak of Foundation Establishment." Luo Ba said with a sneer.
After hearing this, the black-hearted scholar's heart was agitated. The cultivation of the blood-breathing Dafa needs to condense the blood in the woman's heart, which can help his cultivation base increase greatly. Although the Blood Breath Dafa did not record the source of the heart's blood, but with the blood breath Dafa practiced to the third level, the black-hearted scholar became more determined, and ordinary women could no longer help him break through.
Leaving the West Island Islands this time, the black-hearted scholar has taken the blood of many women along the way.
However, the overall effect is less than ideal.
According to the records of the Blood Breath Dafa, it only takes the blood of thousands of women to practice to the highest and deepest level of the third level. However, the black-hearted scholar has practiced for decades and won the hearts and minds of boudoir girls. Although he can't remember clearly, the number will definitely not be less than a thousand.
This is not counting the unscrupulous scholars who have been lingering in the fireworks and willow lanes for decades, and occasionally deprived some mortal women of their hearts.
Even so, the black-hearted scholar still failed to break through to the alchemy stage, but has been stuck at the peak of foundation establishment. Fortunately, every time he strips the heart blood of a boudoir, the black-hearted scholar can still feel that his cultivation is faintly improving, and the blood breathes Dafa The condensed blood is also making progress.
This situation has continued for several years, and the unscrupulous scholar has begun to suspect that the source of the heart's blood can't just be an ordinary woman, but a woman with a cultivation base.
Practitioners often have a small amount of blood.
Those blood essences contain strong spiritual power, and only the blood from the hearts of practitioners can provide more blood essence to the Blood Breath Dafa, and can help the unscrupulous scholar break through to the third level of the Blood Breath Dafa.
Therefore, Luo Ba mentioned that there was a woman at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and the black-hearted scholar had already made a decision in his heart.
"Luo Laogui, since you have shown your sincerity, then according to your idea, the woman at the peak of Foundation Establishment will belong to me, and the blood-weeping golden bell will belong to you, how about it?" A smile.
"That's natural, that's natural!" Luo Ba immediately heaved a sigh of relief and laughed loudly.
Among the Six Demons of West Islet, Luo Ba was most afraid of running into unscrupulous scholars besides worrying about being alone. Because the black heart book has grown a fair face, handsome enough to rival the face of an all-powerful woman, but the heart is so "dark" that it makes people shudder.
This is also the reason why Luo Ba would take the initiative to mention Ling Xiao.
In fact, Luo Ba also hoped to get Ling Xiao's energy and blood before, to feed and upgrade the Blood Pool Knife, but now that the Blood Pool Knife has been damaged, and with the appearance of unscrupulous scholars, Luo Ba can only sacrifice part of his interests in order to ensure a successful one-time success. He quickly snatched the Weeping Blood Golden Bell left by the wandering Taoist priest.
The two negotiated and each chose a place to sit cross-legged.
Luo Ba hadn't healed from his previous injury, so he swallowed a elixir and continued to heal his injury.
The black-hearted scholar saw it, smiled slightly, put away the black folding fan in his hand, and put it into the storage bag on his waist.
The next moment, the black-hearted scholar sat in meditation with a dull expression, and immediately a faint mist of blood lingered above his head.
I saw the blood mist swirling around the top of the black-hearted scholar's head, and then floated to the black-hearted scholar's heart, completely submerged in it. The black-hearted scholar seemed to have taken a great tonic, a red light appeared on the white and tender cheeks, and a strange spiritual power rippling from the black-hearted scholar's feet.
As soon as this spiritual power appeared, the vegetation around the black-hearted scholar was instantly stained with a faint blood color.
Not only that, but as the black-hearted scholar breathed out again and again, a blood-colored mist condensed on his head again, and it was even more than the previous one.
According to the previous route, the blood mist also fell into the heart of the black-hearted scholar.
After a while, the black-hearted scholar's complexion became more ruddy, and the spiritual power fluctuations around him were also stronger, which had already dyed the ground around Zhang Xu red, and even the bark of the towering banyan tree behind him appeared red. Pale red.
About an hour later, the blood mist lingering around the black-hearted scholar became as thick as paint, and the spiritual power emanating from it had already aroused Luo Ba's vigilance.
Luo Ba stopped and stared motionlessly at the blood mist above the black-hearted scholar's head.
He is very clear that the blood-breath method practiced by the black-hearted scholar is composed of these humble blood mist, and they can change shape according to the master's will to form the most advantageous magic weapon, and the power is comparable to the top-grade magic weapon .
Not only that, this blood mist is also the spiritual object of the black-hearted scholar, and it can also be called a magic weapon connected with the mind. However, if the ordinary magic weapon is damaged, the monks only need to suffer a little backlash, but the relationship between these blood mist and the unscrupulous scholar is completely damaged.
Once all the blood mist is destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying the support of the black-hearted scholar and destroying the foundation of his practice of blood breath Dafa for decades, but if he cannot destroy all the blood mist at once, the black-hearted scholar will only suffer some damage to his cultivation.
The advantage of the blood-breath method is that the recovery speed of the injury is extremely fast. With enough blood from the woman's heart, the black-hearted scholar can return to his peak state in a short time, and his strength will also improve.
This is also the reason why Luo Ba is so afraid of unscrupulous scholars.
Among the Six Demons of Xiyu, apart from the old fifth's excellent escape technique of moving mountains, the black-hearted scholar's blood-breathing method has the strongest survivability. Not 100% sure.
Not long after, the blood mist above the black-hearted scholar's head gradually turned into a blood sword.
On the blood sword, there are cumbersome runes, the runes are shining with golden light, and the spiritual power on them is surging. Just by taking a look at it, Luo Ba knows that the power of this blood sword is definitely not inferior to his own blood knife.
I saw the blood sword whirling above the black-hearted scholar's head, then turned into a ray of light, and instantly sank into the black-hearted scholar's heart.
At the same moment, the red-dyed vegetation around the black-hearted scholar, as well as the towering banyan tree behind him, instantly turned into a piece of black ash, and then drifted away with the wind. But on the ground with a radius of Zhang Xu, the black-hearted scholar, there is only bare loess left at this moment.
The sky gradually darkened unknowingly.
The black-hearted scholar looked up at the setting sun that was about to set, took a deep breath, the rosiness on his face gradually subsided, and then looked at Luo Ba beside him.
"Old Luo, have you ever found any clues?" the black-hearted scholar said loudly.
"Wait a little longer!" Luo Ba shook his head. Although he was very anxious, he still didn't believe that one of Ye Tian's five people would erase the imprint of the little devil's mountain-moving technique left by the fifth child, so he decided to continue waiting.
What's more, the little ghost said very convincingly before leaving that the other party's breath disappeared near here.
If there were no special circumstances, those little bastards would never disappear out of thin air. In this way, it can only prove that there is something else wrong in the place in front of them. However, Luoba has carefully inspected every surrounding mountain. Apart from the vigorous growth of vegetation and a little bit of spiritual power, there seems to be nothing special about the mountain...