Chapter 492 How to Use the Rebirth Pill
"Can a sword spirit also become a soul?"
"An ordinary sword spirit would definitely not work, but the Sword Tower Supreme is different. He is a semi-immortal, and his sword spirit must have been killing enemies for a long time, and must have been soaked in immortal blood or something, and possesses the spiritual charm of immortals."
"Look at the Qilin Immortal Elixir in the medicine garden. Wasn't it soaked in the blood of the Qilin Immortal and became a spirit?"
As the power of the man and the ghost increased and they were promoted to the position of acting clan leader, they also learned some secrets.
For example, the Sword Tower Supreme.
The title of Supreme is something that only a semi-immortal-level strong person can be given. An immortal immortal can be called the Immortal Supreme.
It is unknown what kind of Dao Fruit prototype the Sword Tower Supreme possesses. The only thing we know is that he perfected the Dao Fruit prototype and took this opportunity to become an immortal, but ended up failing and ended up being reduced to ashes.
No one was qualified to inherit the mantle he left behind, and Jianlou suffered repeated defeats until it was reduced to the status of a first-class sect today.
If Mingtai is the sword spirit of the Sword Tower Supreme, it is reasonable for him to inherit the mantle of the Sword Tower Supreme.
"You should know that the higher the level of a cultivator's cultivation, the harder it is for them to have children. It is even harder for half-immortals to have children when they marry."
Lu Yang nodded. He knew about this. Most of the princes and princesses today were born when Emperor Xia was young. It was not because Emperor Xia was old and weak and could not give birth to children, but because Emperor Xia’s cultivation was too high and it was difficult for him to give birth to children.
Of course, it could also be that he really can’t give birth anymore.
"Some semi-immortal Taoist couples drip blood, and when the immortal blood mixes together, if they are lucky, something similar to a sword spirit will be born in the blood. If time is extended a little longer, it will develop intelligence and become a soul, which is the child of the two."
"So the higher the level of a cultivator, the more careful they must be when fighting, and they must avoid shedding blood."
"Why?"
"Just think about it, two half-immortals fought, fought to the point of exhausting their blood and sweat, but there was no winner, and in the end they said they would fight again tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, my goodness, the blood will become a spirit, and the two of them will have a child. What do you think we should do?"
Lu Yang: “…”
That makes a lot of sense.
"In our ancient times, the half-immortals fought with moderation. They would avoid bloodshed if possible. Even if bloodshed occurred, it would be cleaned up after the battle to avoid any chaos afterwards and unclear who was responsible."
"And this method of giving birth to offspring is controversial. For example, the Qilin Immortal family is determined not to adopt this method."
…
On the stage, both sides stood firm, ready to fight.
"Wendao Sect, Li Haoran."
"Zhao Po, the Corpse Driving Sect."
Both parties saluted with fists, following standard etiquette.
"Senior Brother Li, please." Zhao Po looked solemn. His opponent was Senior Brother Wen Dao Zong, so he couldn't be careless.
He had seen how powerful Lu Yang was.
There is also the longevity master Wei Nanfei,
However, he is no longer the same as before. After receiving guidance from the sect leader, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and the zombie has also completed a transformation.
"Junior Brother Zhao, please go first."
Zhao Po was not polite either, he attacked together with the zombies.
The zombie had bones of steel and was not afraid of pain. It slammed towards Li Haoran like a moving mountain. Li Haoran clapped his hands, and although he knocked the zombie away, his arms were also numb from the shock.
Before Li Haoran could get relief from the pain, he saw Zhao Po holding a copper coin sword. Big coins lit up and ignited a golden aura that soared into the sky. It was like sword energy and flames, and the attack was astonishing.
"hack!"
The golden aura condensed into sword energy, piercing through the air, with a deafening sound, as brilliant as sparks.
Li Haoran was not afraid at all and faced the copper coin sword with a palm.
The moment the palm touched the golden sword energy, something strange happened.
There seemed to be a thin film between the palm and the golden sword energy. The film was composed of countless irregular fragments. It was thin but difficult to penetrate, blocking the attack of the golden sword energy.
"Refining space?" Luo Hongxia recognized the weapon refining method used by Li Haoran.
A skilled weapon refiner can refine space for his own use and make it part of a weapon, but this is definitely not a weapon refinement method that can be mastered by the early stage of the Golden Core! The fifth elder looked at Li Haoran with a smile, very satisfied.
Li Haoran has not been practicing to advance recently, but has been trying to comprehend this weapon refining method.
Zhao Po had little experience and had never seen this kind of weapon refining method. He was panicked for a moment, but Li Haoran would not give Zhao Po a chance to react.
He broke through the space membrane and lightly tapped the copper coin sword with two fingers, with a rhythm implied in it.
With each flick, the power of the copper coin sword weakened. After three consecutive flicks, the copper coin sword's energy had become dim.
Zhao Po's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was unable to activate the copper coin sword anymore.
"Junior Brother Zhao just got this copper coin sword, and it hasn't been fully refined yet. Remember to use the weapon that truly belongs to you next time you fight." Li Haoran said slowly, temporarily severing the connection between the copper coin sword and Zhao Po.
This is also an effective method used by weapon refiners.
Zhao Po gritted his teeth. Now that things had come to this, he had to resort to risky measures.
He bit his wrist and poured blood on the zombies. The zombies' pores opened and absorbed the blood.
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There was blood flowing under the zombie's pale skin, making it look like it was alive.
"Let's go together!"
The zombies rushed forward like elephants, and Zhao Po soared into the sky like an eagle.
Normally, when two people team up to fight one person, it is difficult for them to achieve perfect coordination due to their lack of experience.
But Zhao Po is different from the zombies. He has a close relationship with them and they cooperate seamlessly.
The zombie was like a martial arts master, with powerful punches and kicks, like chopping with a knife and smashing with an axe. Every blow carried a deadly threat, like thunder exploding on the ring.
Zhao Po held a peach wood sword and talismans in the air, aiming at the gap in Li Haoran's defense and attacking.
Li Haoran was overwhelmed by the fight between him and the corpse and fell into a disadvantage.
Boom! Zhao Po and the zombie hit Li Haoran in the chest at the same time, and Li Haoran flew backwards.
Zhao Po was breathing heavily. This method of attack was extremely exhausting for both him and the zombies, so they had to fight quickly and decisively.
“Pah, pah, pah—”
A solitary round of applause rang out from the audience. Both Zhao Po and the audience looked in the direction of the sound with confusion.
The person who was applauding looked exactly like Li Haoran on the stage.
It turned out to be Li Haoran!
How is this possible? Isn’t Li Haoran on the stage?
Only the leaders and elders of the major forces smiled, as if they saw through something.
"Junior Brother Zhao, you fought well. It seems that I can't defeat you with just one clone."
"Clone?" Zhao Po frowned, still not understanding how Li Haoran did it.
Is it the same wooden clone as Senior Brother Lu Yang?
Li Haoran explained slowly: "My golden elixir is called the Rebirth Golden Elixir. As the name suggests, it can regenerate broken limbs, grow a new head if you break it, and grow new legs if you break it."
"Then if I chop up the body all over, won't it be possible to piece it together into a complete body?"
Zhao Po's pupils shrank slightly. There is actually such a method? !
"Then I asked Senior Brother Man for advice on the art of driving corpses. I used it to control my corpse. Although its combat power is not as strong as my original body, it is still around 70% as strong as my original body."
Li Haoran smiled, as if in spring breeze: "Since my clone can't beat you, then my clone and I will attack together, how will you respond?"
Zhao Po's heart sank. It was so hard to fight a clone. How could he fight if Senior Brother Li's real body took action? The other cultivators in the early Jindan group were also uneasy. The fighting power displayed by Li Haoran was obvious to all. It was very difficult. This was a clone. Who could beat the clone and the real body together?
The skinny referee glanced at Li Haoran under the ring and announced the result of the match.
"According to the rules of the competition, once the competition begins, the party that is off the stage is the loser."
“Zhao Po wins.
Li Haoran’s smile froze on his face.
(End of this chapter)