Chapter 698 Demonic Sect infiltration, corpse refining progress! 【Subscribe】
Chapter 698 Demonic Sect infiltration, corpse refining progress! 【Subscribe】
About Xu Youran
Wei Han was silent for a few breaths and didn't say much.
Although he had various means to repair her injuries caused by her failure in overcoming the tribulation, and help Xu Youran form a pill again, he could even personally protect her through the tribulation.
But is this necessary?
Everyone has his own destiny, and it is not good for others to interfere.
I have helped her a lot over the years, and if I continue to help her I will just become a babysitter.
"Qing'er, you go to Changsheng Sect tomorrow." Wei Han thought for a moment and ordered, "Send some spiritual medicine to Xu Youran to nourish her body, to preserve our friendship."
"yes!"
Xiaoqing nodded again and agreed.
Then she hesitated and said softly, "Miss Lu sent someone to deliver the battle report and also brought a message."
"Verbal message?" Wei Han was surprised.
"That's right." Xiao Qing said softly, "She said that the Changsheng Sect was suspected to have been infiltrated by the Demon Sect. The inner sect deacons Yan Ruxue and Mu Xiyue were suddenly attacked by their fellow sect members while on a mission. Yan Ruxue was killed on the spot, and Mu Xiyue returned seriously injured. In order to avoid causing panic, she has suppressed the news. Now I am just reporting it to you verbally."
"she?"
Wei Han frowned silently again.
Of course he knew Yan Ruxue. She was the master of Mu Xiyue, his cheap wine-making apprentice. Now both of them were deacons of the Changsheng Sect in the Jindan stage. She was a gentle, intellectual and mature beautiful woman.
Although Wei Han was not very familiar with him, he spoke highly of him.
I didn't expect that she would fall into the hands of an insider. It's really a pity.
The reason why Lu Qingying sent someone to bring the message was probably because this matter was related to Mu Xiyue.
Wei Han, Mu Xiyue, Yan Ruxue, Lu'er, Xu Youran and others all came out of the Dali Dynasty together. Unexpectedly, they would end up perishing in this turmoil. It is conceivable that the turmoil in Wanxinghai is probably not small now.
"Send some healing medicine to Xiyue so that she can mourn her loss!" Wei Han said with a sigh. In the end, he didn't say anything more, nor did he have any intention of going to comfort the other party in person.
The dead are gone, and people must learn to grow up!
It is inevitable to encounter such things on the path of cultivation, and others will ultimately be unable to help her bear the consequences.
As for the matter of Changsheng Sect being suspected of being infiltrated by the Demon Sect, he was too lazy to care about it. Whether these people were coming for him or it was a normal infiltration operation, it had nothing to do with him.
It's impossible for him to be a babysitter for the Changsheng Sect forever, so he can only wish him good luck!
The more you use favors, the thinner they become. Even if he still remembers the friendship with his former master, he can't help too much, otherwise he would harm them.
…
A moment later
Wei Han returned to the Void Dharma Hall to practice in seclusion.
While Yiyi was refining the elixir, he took the time to inspect his spirit insects and refined corpses.
The three major spirit insect races multiplied and grew in the cave world, consuming huge amounts of blood food every day. Now Wei Han was too lazy to disguise himself and directly asked the sect's External Affairs Office to deliver blood food on a regular basis.
With sufficient blood and food, the number of spiritual insects is increasing day by day!
Now, their number has recovered to billions, and their grades have reached the middle stage of the third order. Once released, they can definitely sweep across an area.
"To keep so many spirit insects here every day, the blood and food they need to feed is an astronomical figure. I have already decided to stay in seclusion for a long time, so it is a waste to keep them like this."
There was a flash of calculation in Wei Han's eyes.
Although most of the blood food is provided by the sect now, the tens of millions of kilograms of blood food fed every month will still take up a lot of the sect's share.
He secretly made up his mind that he would never come out again unless necessary before he reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm!
If we keep raising hundreds of millions of spiritual insects for a hundred years, I'm afraid the entire Zixiao Holy Land will be bankrupt, right? Even if the other disciples had no objections, Wei Han would still feel embarrassed.
"In that case, why not just let them go and let them hunt on their own?"
Wei Han thought about it and immediately decided to let them go.
If spiritual insects are kept in captivity for a long time, they will inevitably lose their wildness, which is also not conducive to their growth.
Now that the outside world is constantly at war, it is a good time for the spiritual insects to run rampant. Wei Han has re-emerged in the world as a clone of the Insect Taoist, while his real body is in seclusion in the mountain gate to practice hard. Wouldn't this perfectly solve their food problem?
As for corpse refining!
Wei Han pondered as he looked at the bronze coffins on one side of the space-time formation. They were all immersed in a vast lake of demonic energy, absorbing the demonic energy day and night.
It has been five and a half years since the trip to the Demon Realm!
The flow of time in the space-time magic array is two thousand times faster than that in the outside world, which means that they have absorbed the demonic energy for more than ten thousand years. Every refined corpse has become a veritable ten thousand year corpse king.
Even the bronze coffins in which they sleep!
Under the erosion of demonic energy, it became dim and eerie, no less powerful than ordinary spiritual treasures, and many mysterious magic patterns evolved on its surface.
From this we can see that the erosion of the demonic liquid is very terrifying.
Not only will the corpse refining be affected, even magic weapons like the bronze coffin will be assimilated into magic weapons.
"rise!"
Wei Han raised his hand and clapped.
The lid of a bronze coffin was suddenly opened, and the Golden Armored Corpse King inside suddenly opened his eyes, and his body slowly floated into the air for him to inspect.
It has been corroded by the demonic liquid in the time and space magic array for tens of thousands of years, and has already changed a lot compared to before.
At this moment, he has a green face and fangs, his body is covered with black scales, he is tall and strong, all kinds of evil spirits surround him, and he looks as ferocious as a demon from hell.
Its eyes have turned into an emotionless scarlet!
His hands even grew sharp bone claws, which, combined with the bone spurs all over his body, made him even more ferocious and sharp. If he leaked even a little bit of his aura, it would be hard for people to resist.
"Sword!"
Wei Han casually summoned the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword and slashed it fiercely on his shoulder armor.
As a result, there was a flash of sparks, and the Golden Armored Corpse King not only remained motionless and unharmed, but when the flying sword chopped down the black armor, the surrounding demonic energy and the demonic patterns on the black armor automatically superimposed and resisted, instantly blocking the force of the flying sword.
The Jiuxiao Wind and Thunder Sword was like it had chopped off a piece of high-grade fairy iron ore, without even a trace of white mark left!
Wei Han then unleashed fire and lightning spells, only to find that these spells had less damage to the corpses. Their weaknesses, which had been restrained by fire, were easily resisted by the demonic energy.
"Hiss! That's amazing! Now, at least, it can withstand the attacks of the late Nascent Soul stage."
"He has only been in the Space-Time Array for five and a half years. If he stays for another hundred years, wouldn't he be comparable to a 200,000-year-old corpse king?"
Wei Han's eyes became brighter and brighter. It was simply hard for him to imagine the upper limit of three thousand refined corpses.
In this case, it is not suitable to send them out to fight. They can just stay quietly in the time and space formation to nourish and become stronger. Maybe a hundred years later, they will dare to fight against the gods.
“Not bad, not bad!”
Wei Han chuckled expectantly, his eyes revealing a sinister and domineering look!
(End of this chapter)
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