Chapter 604 Teach You Something

into the night.

Su Zimo straightened his clothes, left the Sutra Collection Pavilion, and walked towards the backyard.

On this day of every month, he would go to the red-haired ghost to drink a bowl of mysterious spiritual water.

Under the shroud of night, the backyard of the ancient temple looked gloomy.

The red-haired ghost sat on the ground with a golden sword, leaning against a tombstone, with a bowl of spiritual water in front of him, and had been waiting for a long time.

Su Zimo was already familiar with all this, so he came to the red-haired ghost and drank the spiritual water directly.

The red-haired ghost suddenly said, "You have a bow on you."

"Take it out and put it there."

The red-haired ghost pointed to a tombstone not far away and said.

Su Zimo was puzzled, but still took out the Moon Covering Bow and hung it on the tombstone according to the words.

At the beginning of the moon, the cold moonlight fell, and it happened to condense a beam of light, which fell on the tombstone and on the moon-covering bow.

The bow is shining brightly!

Even if there is no influx of spiritual power, the spiritual patterns on the bow also bloom with dazzling brilliance!

The red-haired ghost said: "This bow is a quasi-innate spiritual tool, and the sixth innate spiritual pattern has been formed. As long as you continue to accept the baptism of Yuehua here, you will definitely grow into a real innate spiritual tool!"

Su Zimo nodded.

"You also have a blood-red long knife on your body, take it out too."

"Blood quenching knife?"

Su Zimo was stunned for a moment.

The blood-quenched knife is a perfect spiritual tool that he personally refined, not a quasi-innate spiritual tool, could it be...

Su Zimo was confused, but still handed the blood-quenched knife over.

The red-haired ghost took the blood-quenched knife, stroked the blade, and then nodded: "This knife is well tempered. When this knife was formed, it fused a terrible bloodline, giving this knife its bloodthirsty nature!"

At the beginning, the casting of the blood-quenched knife almost failed. At the last moment, it was Su Zimo who quenched the blood-quenched knife with his own blood to cast the blood-quenched knife.

The red-haired ghost didn't see it with his own eyes, but he was able to guess that it was inseparable from ten, showing that his eyesight was brilliant.

The red-haired ghost got up and came to an open space not far away. With a backhand force, he directly inserted the blood-quenched knife into the ground, revealing only the hilt of the knife.

"Red-haired ghost, what are you doing?" Su Zimo asked curiously.

The red-haired ghost said: "The people buried here are all powerful people from ten thousand years ago. The underground blood is unparalleled. It will not rot or go bad for ten thousand years. Spirit Artifact!"

Su Zimo's eyes lit up.

As a result, in addition to the Panlong Seal and the Wujin Arrow, there are two more innate spiritual tools on his body, the Moon Covering Bow and the Blood Tempered Saber!

It's a pity that the Xuanjin silk armor was broken by Taoist Xuanyu just after it was repaired.

"This cemetery has buried too many powerful people, the ancestors fell, the emperor bleeds, it is a place of great murder! If there is no movement on this knife, it will be fine. If it can really grow bloodthirsty to the innate spiritual tool, it must be a wielder. On the murderer!"

The red-haired ghost stared faintly at the blood-quenched knife, hehe smiled and said: "If someone who is not strong enough gets this knife, disaster will surely come, you have to be careful!"

At this moment, the huge energy in the spiritual water has been dispersed in Su Zimo's body.

Su Zimo sat cross-legged and began to practice. The scriptures of the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret Tome reverberated in his mind.

Between the breaths, a strong demonic energy spewed out from the mouth and nose.

On the blood-red inner core, there is no crack at all, and it is restored to the original!

The inner alchemy was running slowly, and the demonic energy was surging, transforming into a great ancient demon around it.

Su Zimo is in it, his eyes are tightly closed, his figure is looming, and his breath is terrifying, like the king of all demons who reigns over the world!

Over the past five years, it was relying on this mysterious spiritual water that his inner alchemy was healed.

Not only that, but his fleshly body has become even more terrifying!

Don't look at it as just a bowl of spiritual water, but the energy contained in it is enough for Su Zimo to absorb it for a month!

If he continues to cultivate, and waits for another fifteen years, his inner alchemy will definitely be completed, and it is even possible to cultivate to the state of perfection!

"What kind of spiritual water is it that has such power?"

In the past five years, Su Zimo has browsed many ancient books in the Book Collection Pavilion, but he has not seen any records that match it.

During this period, he asked the red-haired ghost more than once.

Every time the red-haired ghost looked a little weird, stared at him and smiled maliciously, but refused to say more.

After that, Su Zimo stopped asking.

The night is getting dark, and the full moon hangs high.

The red-haired ghost stared at Su Zimo's figure, a hint of envy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"This practice is really terrifying!"

The red-haired ghost sighed inwardly.

Humans are inherently weak, this is an undeniable fact.

But this monster clan practice has actually cultivated a mortal body to such a terrifying level!

In his sight, every time Su Zimo breathes, the flesh and blood on his body are squirming imperceptibly, his tendons are shaking slightly, his bones are trembling, the blood marrow is flowing, and the divine light in the seven acupoints is bright. Dazzling, brighter than the stars!

Every time he breathes, he is tempering the flesh, bones, skin, five internal organs and seven orifices!

The red-haired ghost's gaze fell on Su Zimo's exposed skin.

As the practice deepened, the surface of Su Zimo's skin seemed to become rougher.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see that diamond-shaped traces appear on the surface of the skin, intertwined, neatly arranged, and closely connected!

However, this trace is not obvious, even Su Zimo himself did not notice it.

Seeing these traces, the red-haired ghost was very proud, and couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Soon, the night passed.

Just when a fish belly white appeared on the horizon, Su Zimo took a deep breath, and all the demonic energy surging around his body poured into his body.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Su Zimo opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The red-haired ghost asked casually, "Have you ever devoured something from the dragon race?"

Su Zimo was startled.

His first reaction was the huge dragon egg that appeared in his mind.

Su Zimo pondered: "Well... Back then, in the Palace of the Emperor, in order to practice the exercises left by the Emperor, I ate a medicinal pill made from the flesh and blood of the dragon clan."

"Only one pill?" The red-haired ghost raised his brows.

Su Zimo thought for a while, but he had nothing to hide, and said, "I devoured half a dragon egg in an ancient ruin before."

In the eyes of the red-haired ghost, a flash of brilliance suddenly burst out, and it quickly disappeared.

"Hey, you're not too brave."

The red-haired ghost said with a smile that was not a smile, with a playful tone.

Su Zimo felt that something was wrong, he frowned and asked, "What?"

"Nothing, just ask."

The red-haired ghost waved his hand, his expression indifferent.

Su Zimo didn't see anything on the red-haired ghost's face, so he patted his body and prepared to get up and leave.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

At this moment, the red-haired ghost motioned Su Zimo to sit down and said with a smile, "Today, I will teach you something."