Chapter 228 Who Was Helped?
"Can you let it go? Haha, that's good, we'll get rich, Dahuang, we're going to get rich, you know?"
"Go, look for it yourself, swallow all the storage bags you can find, and hide them!" Chen Changsheng was surprised when he heard this.
There are probably tens of thousands of immortal cultivators in this city...
Not to mention too many, on average each immortal cultivator can have hundreds of spirit stones in his storage bag. If tens of thousands of immortal cultivators are added together, that is millions of spirit stones...
Millions of spirit stones!
After such a brief calculation, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air...
With such a huge amount, even a Golden elixir monk would probably be unable to bear it!
Millions of spirit stones!
What a fortune this is!
Moreover, the average person has a hundred spiritual stones, which is definitely a small number. Some people are worth more than a hundred spiritual stones? Even if there are thousands of spiritual stones, it is not unusual. If you add the goods in the market, the value...
hiss……
Even Chen Changsheng took a breath of cold air, his mind immediately shut down, and he didn't know how to calculate this huge wealth!
"Woof woof woof!"
Hearing this, Dahuang yelled at Chen Changsheng a few times and ran away.
As a second-level monster, Dahuang himself can also use storage bags. Not only does he take all the storage bags with him wherever he goes, he also rarely takes away the magic weapons in the hands of dead monks. In order to To save space, it will even store the magic tools in storage bags. If there are too few items in some storage bags, all the contents will be poured out and put into other items, and then the storage bags will be thrown away. Already...
Chen Changsheng watched from behind and called him a prodigal son...
It should be noted that a storage bag can be worth more than ten spirit stones. When Chen Changsheng was working as a spiritual cultivator in Shouyang Mountain, he discovered that most spiritual cultivators did not have storage bags in their hands...
Regardless of talking about rhubarb, Chen Changsheng also started to get busy...
"Zhou Bang, male, 59 years old, died after his head was smashed!"
"My last wish: my son Zhou Chang can advance to the later stage of Qi training!"
"Corpse evaluation: One star of extraordinary, rewarded with six mana pills!"
"Wu Yue, male, 33 years old, was pierced through the body by a magical weapon and died!"
"My last wish: Taoist companion Shen Yue can escape!"
"Corpse evaluation: One star of extraordinary, rewarded with five mana pills!"
"..."
Dahuang is collecting storage bags and magic weapons, and Chen Changsheng is collecting last wish tasks and magic pills. The two do not interfere with each other, making a lot of money from dead people...
At this time, outside Xuankong Island...
"Ancestor Qinglin, do you know what kind of formation this is? It's so evil. Just getting close to it makes you feel restless?" Ancestor Jusword asked Ancestor Qinglin.
"If I read it correctly, this should be... the Blood Formation of Ten Thousand Spirits!" Ancestor Qinglin said slowly.
"The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array? Is it really the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array? This... I have read in an ancient book that the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array is a formation used by demonic monks to condense the boundless blood sea pills... This formation has the potential to harm the heaven and the world. , which requires the blood of tens of thousands of monks as its basis... Even if it is a demonic monk, there are very few who dare to set up this formation..."
"That's not right, then Song Lin is not condensing the golden elixir. Why is he condensing the boundless blood sea elixir? Condensing two golden elixirs? Isn't he afraid of exploding and dying?" Gong E couldn't help but ask.
"Who said that Song Lin arranged the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Formation just for herself?"
"He has already condensed the golden elixir. Naturally, it is impossible to condense the boundless blood sea elixir. If nothing else happens, he should be leading the formation for others..." Ancestor Qinglin shook his head.
"Condensing boundless blood sea pills for others? So, he has been prepared for it!" Gong E said.
"Ancestor Qinglin, what is the Boundless Blood Sea Pill?" Ancestor Jusword couldn't help but ask.
Both of them knew about the All Souls Blood Formation and the Boundless Blood Sea Pill, but he... didn't know...
"This is a secret method of magic. At the expense of tens of thousands of monks, you can fulfill yourself and condense the boundless blood sea elixir!"
"The effect of this elixir is similar to that of the golden elixir. Whether it is longevity, mana, or even the soul, the only shortcoming is that it cannot be promoted to Nascent Soul!"
"This is one of the rare ways to quickly obtain golden elixirs in the demonic world. If the killing is too large, it will harm the world. Even the demonic monks don't use it much!"
"But I don't know where Song Lin learned it from!" Patriarch Qinglin explained.
"What? A quick fix for the golden elixir? The only consequence is that it cannot condense the Nascent Soul?"
Suddenly, the giant sword ancestor had a small calculation in his mind...
Compared to the quick method of golden elixir, what does this so-called defect of not being able to condense the Nascent Soul mean?
Can this also be called a defect?
Nascent Soul...
Since the destruction of the Qingmu Sect, thousands of years have passed, and several generations have passed in the five major sects. Let alone condensed golden elixirs, is there any one who can hope for the Nascent Soul?
No!
not a single one!
In this case, being unable to condense the Nascent Soul is still a flaw?
I wonder if the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array can consume tens of thousands of monks in exchange for just one Golden Elixir monk?
This method... is very good!
At the very least, it is much stronger than his outer elixir and golden elixir. His outer elixir and golden elixir will never have the slightest improvement in mana...
As for consuming tens of thousands of monks?
Although Yuezhou is not big, the low-level monks are...
Apart from anything else, just in the land of Longhu, it is easy to find 30,000 to 50,000 monks, and Longhu is just a corner of Yuezhou!
These days, it’s not just the Wanfa Sect that is worried about having no successors, their Giant Sword Sect is also the same!
"The secret techniques of the devil are often sacrificed at the expense of living beings or harming oneself, which is not advisable!" Patriarch Qinglin shook his head.
Of course, only he knows what he says and what he thinks in his heart...
What is the righteous way and what is the evil way?
The one with the big fist wants to say that he is what he is!
This is the true portrayal of the world of cultivating immortals!
"Haha, this Song Lin is interesting. She actually arranged such a formation quietly. This is a third-level formation..."
"Golden elixir cultivator, he is also a third-level formation mage... It is such a pity that such a talented person was born in our Yuezhou..." Gong E sneered.
If this son appeared in Mozhou, even the Yuanying Sect would be rushing to get him...
The significance of a third-level formation mage is that in the land of Mozhou, his status is even higher than that of ordinary golden elixir monks...
"Genius? I like to kill geniuses the most!"
"The so-called genius is nothing if he dies!" Ancestor Qinglin said coldly.
Over the past thousand years, there have been many golden elixir seeds that have been killed by their Ten Thousand Dharma Sects. The Song Family of Shouyang Mountain is just one of them...
"In that case, what's the point? Let's break the bird formation first. Is it possible that we really have to wait until the one inside condenses that boundless blood sea elixir before we can defeat it?" The ancestor of the giant sword couldn't help but said.
"Haha, don't rush... wait a minute... this boundless blood sea elixir, hehe... the emergence of such a golden elixir that can harm Tianhe will inevitably lead to a thunder tribulation... If he dies under a thunder tribulation, It saves us trouble!" Ancestor Qinglin said with a smile.
"If he hadn't died, he probably would have only half a life left. Then we can go there and take advantage, right? Patriarch Qinglin," Gong E said with a smile.
"Haha..." Ancestor Qinglin just smiled softly, the meaning of which is self-evident...