Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 535: Immortal House
The method of blood oath is very vicious, and its method of controlling people is incredible, but it is not difficult to understand. You only need to memorize the formula to use it. *.*《《》》*
Lin Yi studied the blood oath secret method several times, but still could not find a way to crack it. Unless the refined blood essence and blood are taken back, the life of the person being controlled will always exist in the enemy's thoughts. I don’t know where the Black Mountain Sect got these things from, but their techniques and various secret techniques are all weird!
He originally wanted to ask Lao Long for advice, but after thinking about it, Lin gave up. Nothing I do can be hidden from that expert. If he has the intention to teach me, why should I do anything extra!
Putting away the jade slip containing the secret technique of the blood oath, Lin Yi opened the wooden box.
Hao Mang! The only poisonous sting on the body of the beast is refined into magic weapons and spiritual weapons, but it is the damage of the Yin people. According to the Daxia Immortal Sect's classics, this beast is no more than three feet tall and exists in deep mountains and dense forests. It is not seen by people, but the strong ones among it have the cultivation of foundation building. The most sinister and deadly thing on this strange beast is this poisonous stinger, which is extremely rare. I don’t know who was lucky enough to get such a thing. Instead of keeping it for his own use, he took it to the Immortal Workshop in exchange for spiritual stones.
One hundred spirit stones? I heard the Qi Practitioner mention it before that the cost of this poisonous stinger was one hundred spirit stones. Could it be that there are cheap and high-quality things in Xianfang?
Lin Yi tapped his finger lightly, and dark yellow awns flew out of the wooden box. Then, a small wisp of alchemy fire flew out from the fingertips and immediately enveloped it. After a while, a series of weapon refining techniques were fired, and the seven-inch long poisonous sting slowly melted.
What can you refine? Ever since I learned the art of refining weapons, the magical weapons, spiritual weapons, or magic weapons I have refined have all been rough and unsophisticated. The current process of refining this spear was just a whim. Lin Yi didn't think he could refine any exquisite treasure.
The awning is seven inches long, like a needle, like a dagger, and like a sharp arrow.
Maybe he had something in mind, but as Lin Yi moved his hand, the venomous sting of the cockroach disappeared, the dark yellow color also disappeared, and it inexplicably turned into a seven-inch-long thin arrow-shaped weapon. The needle flashed with a strange red light.
After collecting the elixir fire, a drop of essence and blood flicked over, and the thin needle hanging in front of Lin Yi disappeared. His finger clicked again, and a faint red light flashed, and a sharp needle came out, flying and circling in the cave with a force that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
Looking at the extremely thin needle, Lin Yi curled his lips. I thought to myself, what is this? It's been like this for several times of refining weapons. There are no set rules, just follow your own desires, and the things you finally refine are a bit inexplicable. However, its power is pretty good!
"Boy Lin, what are you refining?" Old Long would always say a few words when he encountered something curious or when he was in good spirits. However, speaking out at inappropriate times is as embarrassing as ever.
"Haha! My weapon refining skills are really shameful..." Lin Yi smiled as if someone had exposed his shortcomings.
"Pretentious!" Old Long was a little dissatisfied and said, "This is an ordinary poisonous thorn. After you refined it, it became even more sinister!"
Lin Yi laughed dryly again, showing an attitude of being open-minded and willing to be taught. The old dragon continued: "Hidden and concealed, swift and windless, it is difficult to guard against sneak attacks. Ordinary Jindan monks may not be able to escape your vicious hands! Mr. Lin, you look like a good person, how can you be so cruel? …”
"I..." Lin finished his sentence and cursed endlessly. I was just refining randomly, how could I have such thoughts? However, the old dragon changed his tone and said: "The so-called law has no fixed rules, and water has no permanent shape. It is not based on fixed rules, and it is not subject to customary rules. Only by refining weapons in this way can we return to the original and perfect principles. There is no better way than this! Mr. Lin, You’re not bad…”
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yi said nonchalantly: "It's really rare to hear the praise from Lao Long..." Before he finished speaking, Lao Long snorted: "I praise you every day, but it's useless! In Nascent Soul Even if you have ten poisonous thorns in front of the monk, it will be in vain!"
No matter what Lao Long said, it was so natural, but it was impossible to argue with. In desperation, Lin Yiyi stretched out his hand to recall Hao Mang. A seven-inch-long thin needle hangs on his palm, and in its dark red color is a bloodthirsty and violent aura that makes people palpitate.
"Thank you for your advice! Old Long's cultivation back then must have reached an unattainable level. You might as well say it so that the boy can worship him..." Lin Yi put away his glare and became humble. The realm of cultivation in the "Dong Zhen Jing" fascinates people, but there is no way to know the truth. For this reason, he has always been worried about it. It would be a blessing if the old dragon could explain it!
"You brat, aren't you kidding me about the old dragon?" Someone roared, and Lin Yi was startled and kept silent! Lao Long is already in such a situation. It would be inappropriate to bring up old things!
Seeing that Lin Yi remained silent, Old Long cursed relentlessly: "There is a bright moon hanging high in the sky, it's none of your business as a passerby! Just watch your step, don't fall to your death! Humph!"
Lao Long's words are unpleasant, but they always have their own reasons! Lin Yi was not a person who spoke forcefully and just wanted to clear his mind. He stood up and said to himself: "Haha! I'll go to Xianfang for a walk..."
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There are about a dozen shops on both sides of a bluestone street, where elixirs, talismans, techniques and utensils are bought and sold. In addition, there is an inn at the end of the street, which also serves as a restaurant. In addition to the dozens of households not far from the street, this place is like a small market town, but most of the people who come and go are monks. As for those members of the Feng family, they helped take care of the shop and lived their own mortal lives.
After walking about two hundred feet along a path going down the mountain, Lin Yi arrived at the Immortal Workshop in Thunder Valley. Seeing someone haggling in a nearby shop, he strolled over.
This is an elixir shop, and you can smell the faint fragrance of herbs just a few steps away.
The shopkeeper is a mortal, in his fifties, with a smile on his face, but he doesn't let go of the elixir bottle in his hand. The person who was shouting loudly was a man in his thirties, with a fifth level of Qi training. He was pointing at the other party and complaining: "How dare you sell Qi Gathering Pill for ten spiritual stones each? You old man has a dark heart..."
"Hehe! Nowadays, there are not many people who can refine the Qi Gathering Pill, and it is even rarer to be able to refine the superior Qi Gathering Pill! What use does this Immortal Master have for spiritual stones? If he doesn't have any cultivation, everything will be lost. It's all in vain..." The shopkeeper refused to give up the price and even tried to seduce him. He did not forget to remind him kindly: "If there are good herbs, we can also set the price..."
"I don't have medicinal herbs, I only have eight spiritual stones..." The man said with some frustration: "This is what I have accumulated for half a year..."
The shopkeeper's smile remained unchanged, but he put away the elixir bottle and looked helpless. He turned his eyes and greeted Lin Yi: "This immortal leader wants some elixirs..."
Lin Yi shook his head, crossed the door, and walked forward. The shopkeeper behind him was still shouting: "It's rare to get the Qi Gathering Pill, this opportunity is not to be missed..."
Lin Yi walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back. Seeing the embarrassed man, he remembered the situation at the beginning of his practice. In comparison, I was even more shabby at that time.
Everyone wants to improve their cultivation, but every step forward is as difficult as sailing against the current. In addition to painstaking cultivation, it is also inseparable from pills and various opportunities, as well as countless obstacles.
Lin Yi only feels lucky with his current cultivation level! Without the guidance of the old dragon and the spiritual veins under Tianji Peak, it would be simply a dream to achieve the current level of cultivation in the middle stage of Golden Core. Just imagine, a hundred years ago, the Golden Pill Patriarch was an unattainable place for him. But now that he has walked here, he feels that the road under his feet has become narrower and bumpier.
The sun went down and the valley was shrouded in dusk. A man and a woman stood in front of a shop in front, looking anxiously at the sky. But the shopkeeper on the side spread his hands helplessly and said: "The person who took away your treasure just now was the steward of the valley, wait a minute..."
"Brother! It's getting late, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back today!" The speaker was a 17 or 18-year-old woman in plain clothes. He is small in stature, has a delicate face, and has two levels of Qi training. Her hands were tangled together, with a bit of anxiety in her expression.
"It doesn't matter! Since that man has taken a liking to something, he should be looking for spiritual stones. Haha! One hundred spiritual stones is quite a lot!" The person who answered was a man in his early twenties, who was at the fifth level of Qi training. . His facial features are somewhat similar to those of the girl next to him, but he looks very strong and his words are straightforward.
Seeing that someone was willing to continue waiting, the shopkeeper said nothing and went into the shop to get busy.
Lin Yi walked slowly closer and stopped. The simplicity in the words and deeds of this brother and sister made people feel good about them. He smiled and asked aloud: "Is the thing you two are consigning to me?"
Seeing the other party's surprise, Lin Yi said again: "Isn't there an inn here? Just stay for one night and then leave!"
"This Taoist brother looks strange, haha! You're polite! This is Shidang from Chuqimeng Mountain. This is my sister Shi Ya'er. The shopkeeper here recognizes that glow... How did you know? "Xu was meeting Lin Yi for the first time. As his elder brother, Shi Dang inevitably became cautious after telling his origin.
Mengshan? These brothers and sisters should come from a small family. And the glow that he refined came from the two people in front of him. However, the steward couldn't come, and no one would send the spiritual stone. Looking at the suspicious Shi Dang and his girl who was too cautious to speak, Lin Yi smiled nonchalantly and said: "That thing belongs to me..."
"That's a hundred spirit stones..." Shi Dang's eyes widened. This young man in a gray robe is only of the same level as his own, and there is nothing extraordinary about him. How could he produce so many spiritual stones?
Lin Yi had a Qiankun bag in his hand. He weighed it and threw it over, saying, "There are two hundred spiritual stones in it. The Qiankun bag is also given to you. You have both wealth and goods!" He said no more. He turned around and walked to the other end of the street.
"Two hundred spiritual stones? So many...haha!" Shi Dang became happy with the Qiankun bag in hand. His sister Shi Yaer also looked happy and whispered: "Brother! How many spiritual stones is the Qiankun Bag worth? Give it to me..."
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