Qin Bao took out the Blood Soul Crystal in the inn.
I played with it over and over again.
Then he started to practice the exercises.
As the realm improves, the clone absorbs the spiritual energy in the spirit crystal faster and faster.
Soon, the spiritual energy in the Blood Soul Crystal was completely absorbed.
Qin Bao opened his eyes and looked at the Blood Soul Crystal in his hand again.
After the spiritual energy was completely absorbed, the blood-red color slowly dissipated into the air.
Because of his body refinement, he can also distinguish this kind of blood.
Unlike the blood energy refined from the flesh and blood of monsters, the blood energy of this cultivator's spiritual blood after being transformed by the spiritual energy in the spiritual crystal is extremely violent.
Without the support of the spiritual energy in the blood soul crystal, this blood energy dissipated very quickly.
He shook his head. "I can't absorb the blood, but I can buy a batch at a lower price and absorb the spiritual energy."
Then smiled.
I didn't expect that in my previous life, the thing of recycling old hundred-dollar bills for twenty or fifty yuan would come true here.
I just don't know how large the stock of this thing is now. I think there should have been a large number of them before, but after they were proven to be useless, few monks would try to make them.
It's a one-time deal. Should we make up a story and let all the magic cultivators make this thing?
He was just about to crush the blood soul crystal in his hand which was gradually losing its color.
Suddenly I felt something strange.
His spiritual sense expanded and scanned the Blood Soul Crystal in his hand, which had begun to turn white.
"This is... the origin!"
Qin Bao was no longer sleepy. Cheng Qian, who was on his way to Zhongzhou, also stopped and found a place to stay.
He is too familiar with the origin.
The blood soul crystal in his hand has now completely turned into a pale lime-like color, and there is a little bit of origin in the center.
This matter is extremely important, even more important than the treasure house of the Purple Lion Dynasty.
Unfortunately, the clone was unable to absorb it, so he could only put it away and stand up and walk out.
He needs to buy a few more pieces to do some experiments.
When he reached the Jindan stage, he felt more and more the scarcity of spiritual objects that could replenish his essence.
Sometimes I don’t even dare to think too much.
Cheng Qian calmed himself down.
Maybe it's something like the origin? Maybe it can't be absorbed?
When this sudden accident interrupted Cheng Qian's schedule.
Purple Lion Dynasty, right above the imperial city, in the very high sky.
"Old Corpse Nightmare, I knew you would be indispensable in this matter, but I didn't expect you to come so early."
"Old Gu, you are so brave. You dug up the ancestral tomb of the Xunfeng Immortal Sect, and you still dare to show up in the territory of the righteous path?"
"Hehehe, since you dare to come, you must have something to rely on."
The old demon Corpse Nightmare seemed to have thought of something?
"You want to hunt down the combined body of Xunfeng Xianzong?"
"Hey, how about joining in?"
"I'd better forget it. It's too big a game."
"Still so timid."
"You can beat me, but you are not allowed to destroy my purple corpse."
"Don't worry, the purple corpse is yours. We won't steal it. We can even help you. But..."
The old demon corpse nightmare smiled helplessly.
"Tell me, who are we stopping for you?"
"That old thing from Lingxiao Sword Sect."
"Let me make it clear in advance. I will only stop them. I will not interfere with your side."
"It's a deal."
The old demon Corpse Nightmare continued to stay here, sitting cross-legged in the air, waiting patiently.
For cultivators like them who are at the fusion stage, both the righteous and evil paths, the battlefield is no longer limited to a certain time and place.
It only depends on whether the benefits are enough. When the benefits are not enough to impress them, everyone can call each other brothers.
But once the interests are big enough, the battle is imminent.
He wants the purple corpse, and he also wants the benefits of the Xunfeng Immortal Sect.
Even if he didn't know what benefits the Xunfeng Immortal Sect had, since it could attract the old demon Gu and other demon cultivators in the fusion realm.
He even suspected whether there was any righteous monk secretly pushing this.
Of course he wanted a piece of the pie.
The reason for having this idea is not greed, but strength!
Among these combined cultivators, those who are above the level of Refinement Void easily leave the Original Domain and the Nine Netherworlds.
The one with the strongest individual combat power is naturally the Sword Master of Lingxiao Sword Sect.
The only one who could withstand the sword master's edge was the old demon Corpse Nightmare.
The art of raising and controlling corpses is all about using numbers to defeat the few and having a lot of fun.
Difficult and disgusting playing style.
This is also the reason why there are high-level cultivators who can raise and control corpses, but there are relatively few middle and low-level cultivators.
When encountering this kind of cultivator, no matter whether they are good or evil, they are willing to take drastic measures and nip them in the bud.
It's really grown up and too difficult to deal with.
However, most of the cultivators in the lineage of raising and controlling corpses who are able to grow up have good combat capabilities and are among the top cultivators in the same realm.
Therefore, the old demon, the Corpse Nightmare, had the confidence to say that he should be given a share.
Zhongzhou, Sword Domain, Lingxiao Sword Sect.
At the top of Jianfeng Mountain, there is the Sword Casting Cliff.
"Senior Sword Master, I need you to take action this time."
A female cultivator with an ethereal air appeared with a small white sword in her hand and placed it in front of the cultivator known as the Sword Master.
"Okay, after this, the cause and effect between me and your Xunfeng Immortal Sect is settled."
"That's natural."
The Sword Master looked at the cultivator in front of him.
"I still want to remind you that there are a lot of people watching you right now, so you still have to be cautious."
"Thank you, Sword Master, for reminding us. Our Xunfeng lineage ancestors can't wait any longer and must find a way to exchange for spiritual objects."
"I will go." After saying this, Sword Master closed his eyes.
After expressing her gratitude, the nun stood up and left.
After flying quite far, I looked back at the huge mountain.
"Alas, if there hadn't been any changes in the original domain, why would the ancestor have to rely on contributions, exchange for resources, and rush to break through."
At the same time, a middle-aged swordsman appeared in front of the Sword Master.
"Master, do you accept this?"
After saying that, he looked at the sword owner's token on the table that had not been put away yet.
"A sudden clue about the Corpse Demon Sect has stirred up a lot of trouble. There must be a conspiracy here."
The Sword Master opened his eyes.
"A conspiracy and a trick can be broken with one sword."
"Your practice is still not good enough. Don't get addicted to those little tricks and tricks. To go further, you still have to rely on the sword in your hand."
The middle-aged swordsman bowed.
"Thank you for your teaching, Master."
I sighed in my heart, I also want to break it with one sword, but my financial resources do not allow it now.
He is different from ordinary sword practitioners, he practices sword formations.
When I became his apprentice, I stepped into this big pit.
Isn't the sword formation powerful? It is powerful, terrifyingly powerful, but there is a prerequisite.
You need to have enough swords to form a formation.
In the Qi Chain Stage, with his magic weapon and sword formation, he felt that he had no rival.
In the foundation-building stage, he felt that he could defeat the golden elixir with the spiritual weapon sword formation.
In the Jindan stage, with the magic sword formation, he felt that he was terrifyingly strong.
Nascent Soul Stage...he felt a little tired.
In the Spirit Transformation Stage, he felt that he was so stupid. Really, with so many seniors, didn’t they know how powerful the sword formation was?
Under the almost explicit dissuasion of his master, he firmly believed in his own talent. There was even a time when he felt that his master and others were not as good as him.
In the past few hundred years, he has been traveling around to save up resources to forge swords.
The sword formation was not completed and there was no way to break through. However, it was precisely because of the sword formation that he was able to survive the life tribulation of the Spirit Transformation Stage while running around.
He is a rare cultivator who shows up everywhere in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
This is also the reason why he became the leader of Lingxiao Sword Sect, and also the reason why his master has such complicated thoughts.
There's no way around it. I have to figure out how to get resources. I'm used to it.
After leaving, he was thinking whether he should go to the Purple Lion Dynasty to have a bite to eat and wipe out the remnants of the Corpse Demon Sect. Such fair opportunities are rare.
When the time comes, Master and the others will fight them, and he can take advantage of them.
There isn't much food left in the sect leader's storage ring.
Maybe I can gather the materials for a spiritual sword of spiritual treasure level.
......
Purple Lion Dynasty, imperial city, in the huge underground blood lake.
A huge lion snorted.
"I feel something is wrong. I can't wait any longer."
The blood lake began to boil.
A figure gradually emerged.
It has a green face and fangs, drooping lips, and nails like sharp blades that gleam with a dark green luster.
"Huff, Huff" a few heavy breaths seemed to restart this body.
"What do you feel?" A dull voice sounded in this space.
"I can't explain it. I always feel like there's a deadly threat looming over me."
After a moment's silence, Yuwen Wuyuan's dull voice sounded again.
"You go up there and watch that kid advance to the God Transformation stage. If he doesn't want to advance, send him to me."
"Well, I still don't think it's necessary to pursue perfection."
Although it didn't feel very good, it also felt that two people at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm should be enough to deal with it. It just had a little complaint about the old master's caution.
The old lion shook its huge head, turned into a ray of blood, and left this space.
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