Chapter 497 Income
The soul flag stands in front of him, and the surrounding evil spirits have been gathered away.
In this battle, the Heavenly Corpse and the Earthly Corpse of the Corpse Demon Sect were killed. Both of them were at the peak of the Golden Core. Among them, the Heavenly Corpse Master was still in the realm of false infants.
With these two yin gods, Tu Shanjun obviously feels that his strength has increased a lot.
It's a pity that it's not enough to support him to break through.
After smelting the evil spirits of the good and the evil, six golden elixir masters and more than forty foundation-building yin gods were obtained. After returning to the treasure gathering building, Tu Shanjun took out the yin gods sealed in the formation and threw them into the soul flags.
The remaining two are the golden elixir masters who died in the battle of Zhengdao.
Tu Shanjun found Ziyang Zhenren and asked him to inform the other sect to exchange the evil spirits for their Yinshen, which was considered a favor and allowed them to return to the sect.
The Jindan Yin Shen can turn into a ghost and then reshape the physical body and resurrect, or he can find a newly deceased person with an intact body and be reborn. No matter which way it is, it is still alive, at least more reliable than reincarnation and rebirth.
In the past few years in Yangcheng, the soul banner has saved more than 200,000 ghosts and evil souls by taking advantage of both good and evil spirits. Although most of them have not entered the level, in fact, as long as they accumulate enough, they will also make Tushanjun's strength stronger. get promoted.
Whether it is a quantitative change or a qualitative change, it is very important to the soul banner.
The first twenty treasures left in the Treasure Building were only exchanged for two. These two were still cultivation elixirs. They were not as important to monks of the same level as the previous ones, so they were put away easily.
Unless a long time passes, elixirs generally do not deteriorate.
The magic weapons and miscellaneous objects that he originally held in his hands also gained something from the auction in the Treasure Collection Building. Tu Shanjun didn't feel it was a pity that he couldn't use the magic weapon.
If it were the best magic weapon. And it still has some good qualities, like the white luan fan that can break through formations. Other magic weapons are of little use to the Nascent Soul Lord.
All the weapons used in this level of fighting are spiritual treasures. Without spiritual treasures to rely on, one would naturally be a dwarf.
Tushanjun looked at Sanhu who was protecting the law beside him.
Sanhu was wearing a spiritual treasure, and he received another gift from the Heavenly Corpse Master to prevent him from taking the initiative to attack the Corpse Demon Sect, a spiritual treasure-suppressing corpse ruler.
Including the soul flag of his body, he already had three spiritual treasures in his hands.
Of course, the Three Tigers themselves can actually be considered as half of the spiritual treasures, Tu Shanjun did not include them.
First, he sealed the magical jade slip given to him by Dunyi.
Who knows what the madman is planning. It’s better not to learn the magical powers here, lest you fall into the trap again. Even if you want to learn them, it’s not now.
He threw the jade slip into the soul flag, and then took out the golden jade slip given to him by the Master Tianshi. The jade slip recorded the core inheritance of corpse refining of the Corpse Demon Sect, a volume of true skills "Refining True Qi of Corpse Demon", and two incomplete magical powers. Door.
They are respectively, ‘incorruptible bones’ and ‘immortal corpses’.
There are thirty-seven volumes of exercises annotated by later generations, and one hundred and fifty-four derived magic formulas. It should be said that it is the most complete set of exercises and magical powers in the Xiaohuang region that can teach people to refine the Nascent Soul Corpse.
The Corpse Demon Sect lacks magical powers, so it has been unable to refine the Corpse Demon again. You can only use the parts of the former corpse and use the original ancient treasure to restore its strength to 70% to 80% of its former strength.
Tu Shanjun looked through it and threw the golden jade slip into the soul flag. He was not interested in refining corpses. He agreed to the conditions of Master Tianzhi because he wanted to restrain the three tigers' bodies for burial.
"The risk of stripping the soul is extremely high. If you are not careful, you will lose your soul. Because of the intertwined relationship with the spirit of the corpse demon, the soul of the three tigers is equivalent to being assimilated and nourished, and it is not complete even if it is stripped off now." Tu Shanjun sighed faintly.
Such a big risk, even if you give him the correct method, you are not sure to use it.
Unless the soul flags are used to pull out the souls of the three tigers, it is not known whether the spirit of the zombies will still exist at that time, but one thing is certain that such a result will not be much better.
The magical power of corpse refining is useless, but the real skill scroll can be used as a reference.
Regardless of the level of those exercises, they are still essentially for cultivating Qi.
A large number of skills have more or less different characteristics. For example, practicing the Fire Infusion Sutra will help you learn fire-type magic spells and magical powers faster, and the seals of the same attribute will be more powerful.
There are also some exercises with different effects, which can improve physical fitness, widen the meridians, and provide better routes for moving Qi.
What's more, it can also condense one's own bloodline.
He had heard Old Monster Jing say these things. The bloodline of those great monks who were successful in magical powers was naturally different from ordinary people, and their descendants would inherit the bloodline and walk more smoothly on the road of cultivation.
He has no magic power and does not need the exercises to help him practice his qi, so he can just learn a thing or two from them without practicing.
Along with the Kung Fu, Tu Shanjun will not let go of the opportunity to get a glimpse of the inheritance of a large number of true Kung Fu, and he can also prepare for the compilation of Kung Fu in the future.
He has benefited a lot from the Corpse Demon Sect's magical powers.
Next comes the highlight.
He used his little remaining magic power to draw out the blood jade gourd that penetrated into his sea of consciousness.
The gourd seemed real and illusory, and it truly became solid when it appeared in Tushanjun's hands.
Unlike the jade slips used to pass down the skills, there are incomprehensible words engraved inside the gourd. They are so densely packed that you don’t even know where they start, and you also don’t know where they end.
After refining the blood jade gourd in his hand with magic power, Tushanjun found that there was an extra breath inside the gourd, and as the breath condensed, a drop of spiritual liquid appeared.
The bright red color does not look like a natural treasure, but rather like the blood of some living creature.
Tushanjun frowned. There was no way to explain this. He didn't understand the efficacy of the gourd at all. The words in the seal carving seemed familiar, but I couldn't identify what they were when I looked at them carefully.
The only thing I can think of is the half copper lamp inlaid on the head of the three demon ghosts in Beiluo Mountain.
The spiritual liquid condensed in the copper cup has similar effects to the elixir-forming spiritual objects. If he expected it to be true, the blood from which the blood jade gourd was born was not a mortal thing.
Otherwise, with the resources of Xiaohuang Realm, it would be impossible to raise a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul. The only explanation is that she holds a treasure similar to the Soul Flag Yinhun Pill in her hand, which can improve her own cultivation.
The woman also said that the inheritance of the Lingmo Sect was all here, and she didn't want Dun to throw it to Tu Shanjun, the only one present who had a chance to keep the treasure as soon as he got it.
"The inheritance is here, but it's a pity that I don't recognize the words..." Tu Shanjun turned over the gourd in his hand and carefully recalled the words he saw on the copper cup. One of the words matched the one on the blood jade gourd.
"Is the copper lamp an imitation? Are the three demons and ghosts in Beiluoshan also experimental products?"
"That's all."
He didn't dwell on it too much and took the blood jade gourd back to the sea of consciousness. This treasure didn't look like an ordinary object. Tu Shanjun didn't have deep knowledge of weapon refining and couldn't figure out the secret behind it.
To be honest, the blood jade gourd is very similar to the white circle around the demon's neck. They are both unknown treasures. Maybe when he studies and understands the three magical powers of Lingmo Sect, he can understand the words in the gourd.
"Yuan Shengming Demon?"
I secretly jot down this information, which I don’t know whether it’s a name or a name, so I can look it up along the way. He wrote it down after hearing what Yanfu Guangying from the inheritance place said, and it should be related to the Lingmo Sect.
Calculating the remaining mana of the Demonic Blood Essence, the Demonic Health Pill is only about the size of a mung bean, and the mana of the Dantian is still about 60%, which can at most support him to fight with all his strength.
Then exclude the small half of alchemy.
In this way, there is no shortage of mana.
He decided to take Sanhu back with him. With True Lord Nascent Soul's escape speed, it wouldn't take long to return to Xiaolingzhou. With this amount of money, Tushan Lord could not afford it, so there was no need to be stingy.
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Xiaolingzhou.
Beam.
It's not yet dusk.
The wind picked up, and thousands of maple leaves swirled in the sky, intertwining like fire and clouds.
Since the curfew was lifted, Liangdu has become more prosperous than before. In the evening, the boats and boats are brightly lit and floating on the rivers passing through the capital. They are crowded near and far, forming a new market.
This 'street market' not only has brothels and boats, but also actors, operas, dance music... Acrobatics gathered together, here they are performing swordsmanship and oil pans, and there are fire breathing, qigong, and chest-breaking performances. The danger of big rocks.
Every time I get into danger, those around me, whether on the boat, on the shore, or upstairs, are all exclaiming, exclaiming that it is wonderful, and their hearts are beating loudly in their chests. There are girls singing auspicious words with dustpans in their hands.
Not sure if it was the emotion or the atmosphere, or if they were really impressed by the performance, they all took out coins and pieces of silver and threw them over to reward them.
The young man who was holding a beautiful woman on the boat in the high pavilion was so bored that he picked up a handful of broken silver coins and threw them out, yawning by the way.
The very beautiful Mei Ji beside her smiled and said, "Young Master Wen is really generous."
The young master, who was called Mr. Wen, sighed: "I still have some money now. The old man doesn't care much about my travels these days. He said he has relatives coming."
"Which relative deserves to be treated so seriously by the Marquis?"
"Say yes..., I'm telling you." The man known as Mr. Wen stood up, pulled himself together and said sadly: "I've only been happy for a few days, and it's hard to go home and be controlled again. !”
"Master, I'm so angry, why are you still hiding here?"
The guards at the door rushed in hurriedly. Although they were all dressed in coarse clothes, they had a fierce aura like veterans who had been fighting for a long time, frightening the warblers in the pavilion like quails.
"Go right now."
"Go back now and let my dad..."
Before Mr. Wen could finish his words, he was already lifted up. Two sturdy men helped him onto the carriage. The group of fierce warriors followed closely behind him and exited the pavilion and boat like a tide.
…
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard a stern roar: "You evildoer, you still know how to come back dead!"
"Isn't it just a relative returning..."
"I'm kissing your mother. It's the ancestor of the family who has come back. Haven't you always wanted to be an immortal master? The ancestor is back. You can talk about it yourself. I'll see if you can lick your face and smell of alcohol. go."
"Ancestor?"
"Master?"
Mr. Wen was stunned for a moment and shouted in shock: "Dad, is the eldest master back?"
"We are talking in your grandfather's study."