Chapter 197 Physical Examination
Bai Mo was very satisfied with this gift and did not feel that it was inferior to the National Government's banknotes.
Because anything that can improve control is often priced at a soul seed. If the seller is in urgent need, it will be much more.
Looking at the words "Sand Core Secret Method" on the book, Bai Mo opened it without hesitation and asked as he turned the page:
"Qingqing, have you ever practiced this sand core secret method?"
"There is no such secret method in the Tribunal." Leng Qing smiled, implying that this might be Tang Zhong's personal collection, or it might be the Tang family's secret technique.
The Lu family, whose reputation has already been ruined, has a secret family method called Hunting Eyes that can detect traces of magic. Not to mention the Mu clan, the Bai family actually has one too, but Bai Mo cannot practice it now.
There are also some secret methods circulating in society, most of which were sold by impoverished families in ancient times, and there are basically no complete ones.
"This is something I discovered by chance. Someone in the Tang family has practiced it before, but there were not enough materials and the effect was not good." Tang Zhong chuckled and said slowly.
Nodding casually, Bai Mo roughly flipped through the book.
I found that it was just as Tang Zhong said. The materials were hard to get, but everything else was quite simple. Any pharmacist who knew a little about medicine could handle it.
In this sand core secret method, the so-called sand core refers to the core of the white sand demon soldiers of the Shawang River. This kind of sand core will only be dropped by the general-level white sand demon soldiers, and the slave-level ones are very rare.
Moreover, what is needed is not one sand core, but 343 cores, as well as a commander-level residual soul or essence soul. This is simple for Bai Mo.
He now has thirteen command spirits, all of which were contributed by the mountain people when he was in Fancheng.
These materials can be reduced, but reduction means that the effect will be greatly reduced, and it will not be possible to significantly enhance the control over the earth element.
And this secret method is often a one-time thing. If it doesn't work the first time, there will be no chance to try again.
Shawanghe and Baimo planned to go with Mo Fan to get everything done. And with a few of them as bait, they would be able to kill the monster much faster.
The matter in Lin'an was settled, and Bai Mo, feeling quite accomplished, took Ding Yumian back to the Magic City.
The autumn rain brings a chill, and Mingzhu Academy is very busy in October. Everyone has begun to prepare for the National Academy nomination competition.
This tense atmosphere is reflected in the leaderboard, where the challenges are becoming increasingly fierce.
In the villa community near Mingzhu University, waves of dreamy and soul-stirring sounds echoed from a small Chinese-style courtyard, and some Mingzhu students who were nearby could hear them.
When the attention of the people nearby was attracted by the dreamy sound, they saw a red and white fire phoenix rising straight into the sky in the small courtyard, burning into a large cloud of blazing fire!
The aura of beauty and majesty permeated the air, only to vanish in an instant.
After feeling his own sound system, Bai Mo opened his eyes and saw Ding Yumian, who was full of anger. He couldn't help but laugh:
“I didn’t expect that we would break through together.”
"Yeah." Ding Yumian glanced at him and nodded slightly.
The weather in October was not cold. Ding Yumian was wearing a gauze pajamas, which was somewhat tight. Her round and firm breasts were highlighted a little, and her slender waist was faintly visible through the clothes under the light.
She sat cross-legged there, revealing her plump curves from just her upper body. Bai Mo felt as if he could see the charming spring scenery hidden beneath the white clothes through the thin fabric.
Bai Mo blinked, feeling that he should be infected by her anger. He reached out and pulled her over, saying in the tone of an experienced person,
"I heard that after all three systems reach a high level, a mage's body will undergo some changes. Let me check it out for you."
"???"
"What's wrong?"
"Why don't you check yourself?"
"You can't check this kind of problem by yourself." Bai Mo looked calm and continued to talk nonsense, not afraid at all that those masters of magic theory would vomit blood after hearing it.
After a pause, he continued: "If you think it's unfair, you can also let me check it."
After rolling her eyes at the man, Ding Yumian pursed her lips and noticed that a pair of hands had already climbed onto her waist without her noticing.
She looked up at the sky and said darkly, "Then check it out. I can't do anything else. I still need to practice my evil body."
"Okay." Bai Mo's eyes lit up and he was immediately busy.
Qingtian Hunting House
Lingling looked at Mo Fan, "Vampires? Wait a minute, they are hard to find right now, but I know Dasheng likes to catch them in the past two years, so he should have some clues. I'll ask for you."
“That’s great, Lingling.” Mo Fan exclaimed, and then said:
"By the way, I want to get a contracted beast."
"No way, is it so troublesome?" Bai Mo stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at Ding Yumian.
"Well, to condense the essence of the evil body, you need to be in a quiet and dark place. I plan to go home. There will be no one there for a long time."
"How long will it take?"
"One week."
Bai Mo nodded slightly after hearing this, "That's good, otherwise everyone would be locked up like a fool. By the way, did it succeed after the evil body's origin was condensed?"
"No, after the origin of the evil body is condensed, it is necessary to practice in a place with strong evil energy for a period of time before the evil body can be successfully condensed."
At this point, Ding Yumian hesitated for a moment and continued, "After the evil body is condensed, it needs to kill to vent the evil thoughts, so this place cannot be in the city."
"See you in a week. Be careful." Bai Mo nodded, made up his mind, waved his hand, and turned to leave.
Go to the Pearl Mage Tower, find Huo Tuo to get your winged magic tool, and then fly back to Jinyuan Apartment.
Mu Nujiao was concentrating on preparing for the nomination round. Except for eating and washing, she was basically in her room and could not be seen by anyone.
He has become much closer to Ai Tutu, and this Yun driver can now officially touch the car.
Sikong sent a message saying that traces of creatures meeting his requirements were found near Leizhou, and the head of the Bai family also gave him news that he was organizing people to search for them.
Bai Mo wanted to see if he could see the thunder-type contracted beast they were looking for directly at home after returning from this trip.
But if it's just a trace, I always feel like I need to go and find it myself.
He was not afraid that the Sikong family would want to swallow up the contracted beast, after all, there was not even a shadow. Moreover, Sikong Wen found it in his own name, so they were not going to swallow up the young master's things.
After practicing for a week, I didn't expect that the first message that came was not Ding Yumian's message of coming out of retreat, but a call from Mo Fan.
"I can follow you, but there are conditions." Bai Mo said.
"What conditions?"
"Who's going this time?" Bai Mo asked instead of answering.
"I'm Zhao Manyan, the one with the golden hair when you led the team to the imperial capital. There's also Zhang Xiaohou, my childhood friend, and Lingling, plus Chen Ying, a member of Zhao Manyan's clan. She knows a little about the place."
"Okay, I'll need you all to come with me when the time comes." Bai Mo nodded slightly and repeated that he needed them to be bait.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Fan exclaimed, "No way, I'm just a lowly mid-level mage."
"Intermediate level is better." Bai Mo said, and then he heard Ling Ling's voice coming from the other side, "Bai Mo, are you hunting the white sand monster? I think we are short of a spiritual mage, why don't you take sister Yu Mian with you."
Hearing this, Bai Mo was not surprised that Lingling could guess it. He had told Lingling about the secret method of the sand core. He had copied a copy of the secret method for Leng Qing and originally gave it to the family. He was thinking that maybe he could find a soul seed for Ding Yumian in the northern corner of the Burning Plain.
"I'll call her. It just so happens that she's leaving the quarantine today." Bai Mo looked at the message sent with special concern and said lightly, then asked, "When do you leave?"
"I've booked a flight for tomorrow."
Liangzhou, the place of Dunhuang.
The vast and magnificent land is inhabited by the creatures with the purest and oldest bloodlines in the country. They can be said to be the native creatures of Kyushu. You know, many of the demons in the country are foreign.
The most famous is the lizard monster tribe in Dongting Lake.
No one knows how much of this civilization's brilliant magic has been buried in the endless yellow sand.
With Ding Yumian's spiritual system leading the way along the way, they quickly arrived at the area where the Shawang River was located, even in Dunhuang, where there were sand howling tigers that were more ferocious than the bloodthirsty demon wolves.
The Shawang River is a highland river that has been dry for who knows how many years. After years of wind erosion, the river has become vast and boundless. Its narrowest point is about ten kilometers long. If you look at it from a map, the Shawang River is like a soil dragon, lying in Dunhuang, spanning half of Liangzhou!
"Is this the legendary Shawang River? It doesn't look like a big deal."
Looking at the peaceful plain in front of me, it is more accurate to say that it is a sea of sand that has sunk into the continental shelf, because if it is just called a river, it does not seem to be able to describe how large and wide it is.
But no matter how wide it was, it didn't look dangerous, so Zhao Manyan said nonchalantly. The calm sea along the way completely made him lose his vigilance.
Lingling said nothing, but took out a piece of the monster's leg and threw it into the sand river.
Then, waves of sand exploded one after another. Half-giants three meters high holding sand knives stood up and devoured the flesh and blood in an instant.
Ignoring the shock of Zhao Manyan and the others, Feng Ling's shadow appeared beside Bai Mo and said calmly, "Let's go in."
“Mo Fan, remember what we agreed on. You are responsible for attracting the monsters, and I will kill them. All spirits below the commander level will be yours.”
After hearing this, Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan and the others all turned pale. How could they have known that there were so many White Sand Demon Soldiers?
Attracting monsters? Isn't that a courier delivered to your door?
“Hey, Bai Mo, why don’t we take it easy? I don’t want to die!” Mo Fan exclaimed.
"These white sand demon soldiers are all elemental demons. Don't be scared by those just now. There may be only so many of them in that area." Bai Mo said, "At the beginning, the demons were still gathered together, so we didn't need you to attract them. So hurry up and adapt and kill the demons. You won't be afraid after killing enough. After all, we are here now."
Seeing Bai Mo's insistence, everyone had no choice but to cross the Shawang River, which would ultimately lead to a fight.
So Bai Mo led the way, followed by Ding Yumian, and the group slowly walked towards the endless fine sand.
Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan’s calves were shaking. Zhang Xiaohou often did this kind of thing, but it was okay.
Yarn Yarn Yarn~~~
Bai Mo's footsteps were not heavy, and the footsteps of the people behind him were even lighter, but the slight sound was so obvious to the ears of the people behind him.
"Boom~~~~~~!"
Before they had taken a few steps, the sand around them exploded and more than thirty white sand demon soldiers appeared in an instant, densely packed like a city wall, surrounding them tightly.
Mo Fan and the others turned pale in an instant, and they no longer even remembered to cast magic. Lingling looked at them with disdain.
Many white sand giants stood as majestically as warriors, raising their long swords that were powerful enough to cut these people in half!
However, just when Zhao Manyan thought he was going to die at such a young age, he saw that the Baisha demon soldiers who raised their giant white swords were all unable to move.
If you look closely, you will find that a faint silver light is spreading all over the space, and an invisible confinement is firmly fixing them in place.
"Fuck, I'm scared to death."
Just as he uttered the curse, Mo Fan saw the huge white sand demon soldiers surrounding them shattered one by one. In an instant, the sand that fell to the ground formed a quicksand waterfall, which was extremely spectacular!
In an instant, Mo Fan saw a large number of residual souls rushing into the little loach, which made his eyes widen, and he was no longer afraid.
The fluctuations of magic awakened the giants sleeping in the sand river. Suddenly, more white sand giants gathered together, all of them dragging long swords, like a team of rushing soldiers, surrounding everyone in an orderly manner.
Bai Mo ignored these white sand giants, and gave Mo Fan and the others a long time to react.
He looked at the egg-sized gravel in his hand, which was white-gray in color. This was the sand core. He didn't expect one to explode so quickly.
At this moment, facing the white sand demon soldiers coming from all directions, Ding Yumian's body immediately ignited with flames. The pale nine palace pillars rose up with a bang, like a magnificent palace of fire, smashing the white sand demon soldiers within the range.
Looking at this exaggerated Nine Palaces of Flame, Mo Fan's eyes widened. This was the first time he saw Ding Yumian cast fire magic, and he had no idea how much bigger it was than his Nine Palaces!
"Lingling, what's going on?" Mo Fan asked Lingling hurriedly.
"You idiot, kill the monster quickly. It has a natural talent that doubles the magic range." Zhao Manyan, who was standing next to him, saw the Baisha monster soldiers running in front of him and kept yelling.
A holy shield of light was cast at almost the fastest speed in his life.
Zhang Xiaohou and Chen Ying reacted quickly, and a tornado and ice chains had already hit the attacking Baisha demon soldiers.
The White Sand Demon Soldiers are a group of elemental demons. It is not wrong to say that they are made up of sand.
Seeing another wave of White Sand Demon Soldiers being defeated and more White Sand Demon Soldiers gathering towards them, Mo Fan and the others could no longer hold on.
Seeing this, Bai Mo decided to test his own sound system ability. When his sound system reached a high level, his absolute pitch was strengthened again. Bai Mo felt that he had completely reversed the effect of the high-level magic Requiem, changing Requiem into Burial.
I saw countless sound waves gathering around Bai Mo, as if forming an invisible zither.
"Funeral Song!"
“Clang clang clang clang!!!”
Then, clear and powerful sounds were heard that penetrated an area of one mile in radius, like the clashing of swords, surrounding more than a hundred Baisha demon soldiers from all directions.
With both hands, the sound waves expanded more rapidly and more powerfully. Countless sound swords and whips gathered together to form waves. The air became sharp, sweeping towards the group of white sand demon soldiers like a tsunami.
Ding ding ding ding!!!
After a series of subtle sounds like leather breaking, the white sand giants collapsed one by one, from front to back, like falling dominoes. The giant bodies that were as big as buildings turned directly into a pile of broken walls and ruins after this terrifying sound!
“Oh my god, this is high-level sound magic, right? So awesome!” Zhao Manyan couldn’t help but exclaimed in surprise as he watched the destruction that was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
“Is the sound system so powerful? It makes me want to awaken the sound system.” Mo Fan scratched his head and felt that it was very promising. He did not forget to call on Little Loach to collect the remaining soul.
“With your brain, you should just focus on practicing Thunder and Fire.” Zhao Manyan curled his lips in disdain.
Mo Fan couldn't hear anything at all and kept calling upon the remaining souls. He felt that if he continued like this, sooner or later he would be able to catch up with Bai Mo.
(End of this chapter)
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