Chapter 326 Qingyang Mirror
No matter which one it is, he will be at the mercy of this girl and die, and after she leaves here, she can shirk that her death has nothing to do with her.
In this way, even if her master Su Qingyun wanted to find justice for herself, she could not do it without conclusive evidence.
All of this was so perfect and so vicious that even Xiao Lin felt chills running down his spine after he figured it out. Meng Huojiao looked as delicate as a flower, and her body was so hot that people could only imagine.
But the viciousness of her heart is even greater than her appearance. When he heard Bai Shuangzhi talk about the deeds of her mother, Grandma Yuanbao, he didn't take it seriously. Now it seems that this woman is even worse than her mother, Grandma Yuanbao. .
"Oh, Fellow Daoist Xiao, you just took away Brother Bei's storage bag and spirit beast bag. In this way, as long as Fellow Daoist Xiao returns Brother Bei's belongings, Huo Jiao will not only wipe out the previous grudges, Huo Jiao can also..."
Meng Huojiao's charming eyes were as silk as silk, and she deliberately displayed her hot body in front of Xiao Lin, just like a ripe peach.
Under the lotus steps, the fragrance is overflowing, and the waist is full, and the hips are rolling during the swing.
Xiao Lin, who has been practicing hard and has never thought about the relationship between men and women, has never seen such a scene. He couldn't help but swallowed hard, and his mouth became dry for a while. Not only that, Xiao Lin even felt a surge of blood in his Dantian. There was a burning heat.
It made him feel inexplicably irritable, and his eyes began to glow red.
"Brother Xiao, do you think I'm beautiful?" He twisted his waist and slowly came to Xiao Lin. His robe suddenly fell off, revealing his snow-white shoulders and pink clothes.
Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly turned red, staring at the deep ravine on Meng Huojiao's chest, but he said unconsciously: "Beautiful... so beautiful."
Hearing this, a faint smile flashed across Meng Huojiao's lips, and the silky silk in the corners of her eyes seemed to melt. With a slight sway, Xiao Lin felt a gust of fragrant wind coming, and the warm fragrance of nephrite flowed into his arms. .
"Brother Xiao, I..." Meng Huojiao's fiery body fell towards Xiao Lin's arms, but in her hand, a blush flashed, and there was already a dagger the size of a palm clasped in the palm of her hand.
Xiao Lin's eyes turned blood red, and he gently held Meng Huojiao into his arms. Suddenly, a searing heat exploded in Xiao Lin's Dantian. At this time, a ball of green flame suddenly burst out, and a bone-piercing streak burst out. The chill suddenly spread throughout Xiao Lin's body.
Under the alternation of hot and cold, Xiao Lin couldn't help but shudder.
Meng Huojiao was nestled in Xiao Lin's arms, her hands wrapped around Xiao Lin's waist, and the dagger in her palms was hesitating. The moment before she made her move, she hesitated.
In the final analysis, Bei Hanjin is just her appearance. She has been lingering with her for more than half a year, and she is quite tired of it. The young man in front of her is handsome, and I don't know whether it is because of practicing the Zhuyan technique or because of his extraordinary aptitude. He actually looks like he's in his twenties.
This made Meng Huojiao, who was used to eating strong men, couldn't help but feel a little excited, and secretly thought about changing her taste? After all, the opportunity was rare. At worst, after the lingering, he would be killed and the Beihan Gold and the person's storage bag would be put into the cyst.
Of course, these are just unexpected gains, the most important thing is...
Meng Huojiao felt the burning heat in Xiao Lin's chest. She originally wanted to use the method of enchantment to kill Xiao Lin, but now she actually faked it, making her feel soft all over. The masculine aura of Xiao Lin made her faint. Intoxicated, his mouth could not help but open slightly, and a trace of hot breath came from below.
He couldn't help but let out a "嘤嘘" sound, and the hands holding Xiao Lin became tighter and tighter.
Suddenly, an extremely cold breath came into her body from behind, causing Meng Huojiao to wake up suddenly, but before she could make a move, she felt that her entire body, including her own thoughts, were frozen in an instant.
Xiao Lin slowly pushed Meng Huojiao away from his chest, and looked at her whole body burning with faint green flames, with a frightened expression on his face.
"It turns out to be the art of enchantment." Xiao Lin muttered to himself. Just now, due to his carelessness, he almost fell into Meng Huojiao's way again. If it weren't for the green flame spirit fire in his dantian, which was stimulated by his own desire, he would The Protector broke out, and he might have died in Meng Huojiao's hands at this moment.
After calming down his beating heart, Xiao Lin gently pointed at Meng Huojiao's forehead. Meng Huojiao immediately shattered into pieces and turned into bloody ice on the ground, leaving only a small storage bag and With a dagger that shone with red light, she was actually frozen to death by the green flame spirit fire, and even her soul was wiped out.
Xiao Lin picked up the bag and dagger on the ground and looked at the blood-red ice on the ground with a thoughtful expression on his face. Needless to say, this woman wanted to kill him, and after she was confused, she did have enough time to kill yourself.
But for some reason, she seemed to hesitate before giving herself a chance to turn defeat into victory. But no matter what, Xiao Lin did not regret killing this woman. Even if she did not use the spell of enchantment on him, just the previous attack from behind The sneak attack also destined Xiao Lin to never let her go.
Xiao Lin turned around and walked to the black pool. The reason why he did not choose to leave directly was because he noticed that the stone pillar seemed a little strange and wanted to stay and check it out.
After Bai Shuangzhi left, Meng Huojiao directly tried to kill him. In Xiao Lin's opinion, this woman had probably discovered the abnormality of the stone pillar. As for the storage bag and spirit beast bag that Beihanjin had taken, in Xiao Lin's opinion, it should not be enough to make this woman want to kill him.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin pondered for a moment, gently patted the storage bag on his waist, and a ball of golden light flashed. Then he took out the Bingluan Sword and lightly tapped the stone pillar in the center of the black pool. The Bingluan Sword turned into a dark green sword light and cut directly at one-third of the stone pillar.
Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the stone pillar. With a "booming" sound, the stone pillar collapsed completely, and at this time a dark green light suddenly shot out from the collapsed black stone and shot towards the sky.
The speed was extremely fast.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin smiled and muttered to himself, "As expected."
He pointed his finger in the distance, and a huge golden net suddenly appeared in the void, covering an area of 100 feet, covering the sky and the earth.
The dark green light was originally shooting towards the sky, and in this way, it seemed to be a trap, and went straight into the golden net, and the golden net was wrapped around for an unknown number of times in an instant.
It wrapped the dark green light tightly, and then flew into Xiao Lin's hand.
The golden spiritual light dissipated, and Xiao Lin saw that inside the golden net, there was actually a palm-sized dark green jade plate, the surface of the jade plate was engraved with obscure spiritual patterns, and from time to time it emitted a faint dark green halo, which looked extremely beautiful.
And on the front of the jade plate, there were three ancient seal characters "Qingyang Jian"
Looking at the jade token in the golden net, Xiao Lin actually felt very fond of it. This Qingyangjian jade token was full of spirituality, and it was definitely not a spiritual weapon. This surprised Xiao Lin. Could it be that this "Qingyangjian" was also a spiritual treasure?
In the world of cultivation, cultivators above the Jindan stage would collect various rare materials to refine their own life magic weapons. This kind of magic weapon was most suitable for themselves, and as their own realm improved, the power of the magic weapon would become greater and greater.
Once the cultivator died, the life magic weapon would fly away under the drive of their own spirituality and fall into a deep mountain swamp. After tens of millions of years of wind, frost, rain and thunder, the spirituality might become more and more powerful.
This kind of magic weapon is called a spiritual treasure. There is no difference between a spiritual treasure and a magic weapon. The only difference is that one is ownerless and the other has an owner.
Before the master dies, the natal magic weapon cannot be transformed into a spiritual treasure or refined by others. Only when the master dies can it be taken away and refined for their own use.
The magic weapons used by cultivators above the Jindan stage are divided into three types. The first is the natal magic weapon. Most of these magic weapons are connected to their own mind through the blood refining method, and can be driven more freely and flexibly.
The second type is the magic weapon. This type of magic weapon is refined by the cultivator himself, but it is not connected to his own mind through the blood refining method. This type of magic weapon is naturally not as flexible as the natal magic weapon, and it cannot increase its power as the cultivator's realm is improved. Its power is also limited by the efficacy of its own materials. Once it is refined, it is basically fixed.
Then there is the spiritual treasure. The spiritual treasure is essentially a magic weapon, but it is not refined by oneself, but a magic weapon without an owner. Because of its full spirituality, the cultivator can drive it to the enemy as well as the natal magic weapon, but it cannot be refined.
For the spiritual treasures that cannot be refined, they naturally cannot increase their power as their cultivation level improves. More importantly, the spiritual treasures cannot be stored in the Dantian like the natal magic treasures. However, because the spiritual treasures are full of spirituality, they are slightly stronger than the magic treasures of the same level.
Above the magic treasures and spiritual treasures, there is another kind of magic weapon, which is the innate spiritual treasure. This kind of magic weapon is not refined by the cultivators, but is generated by heaven and earth. This kind of magic weapon is extremely powerful, far exceeding the general magic treasures and spiritual treasures.
But the number is also extremely rare. Not to mention the innate spiritual treasures, the real spiritual treasures are also extremely rare. The magic treasures refined by the cultivators, once the owner dies, even if this kind of magic weapon is not obtained by other cultivators and refined, it will fly into the deep mountains and swamps, and experience the baptism of wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Most of the spirituality on it will eventually be exhausted and finally turned into a piece of ordinary material.
Only a very small number of spirituality becomes more and more sufficient under the coincidence, and when the spirituality is finally stable, it can be called a spiritual treasure.
If you want to get spiritual treasures, usually you can only find some ancient caves where the ancient cultivators who practiced in them would seal some unused magic treasures in the caves through secret techniques before they passed away or ascended to heaven. Only after thousands of years of cultivation can they be transformed into spiritual treasures.
Once someone finds an ancient cave and obtains the spiritual treasures in it, their value will naturally increase greatly, and their combat power will also change dramatically.
However, this kind of ancient cave is not everywhere. Even if one occasionally appears, it will most likely attract countless cultivators to fight for it. It is unknown who will get the spiritual treasure in it.