Chapter 351: Refining the Third Weight
‘The five ghosts were in agony before, why not wait for the next weight to try again! ’
‘Yes, after the Infant God, the physical body is not important, let’s wait until the Infant God is born to see if it is necessary! ’
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Thoughts frequently emerged, Wang Zijia shook his head violently, throwing away all kinds of timidity, and said as if talking to himself or cheering:
“Wang Zijia, apart from the golden finger, your only redeeming feature is the word ruthless, ruthless to the enemy and to yourself. If you don’t even have this only advantage, you’d better stop practicing Taoism as soon as possible, and death is a matter of sooner or later!”
As the self-hypnotic words came out, Wang Zijia’s eyes gradually became colder, and there was no more hesitation.
The blood jade book appeared, and on each page, a piece of essence, blood, and spirit bones emerged.
Under the rolling of Wang Zijia’s magic power, it turned into sticky spiritual ink, mixed with blood-red crystal sand, just like strange cinnabar.
Under Wang Zijia's control, these cinnabars began to link up strange runes and were injected into the body. The object of the rune was no longer the five ghosts, but himself sitting on the altar.
Every time a blood rune was injected and formed, Wang Zijia's body could not stop trembling for a moment.
Beads of sweat appeared on the almost spotless body of a real person, and the severe pain made Wang Zijia's face pale.
"Hiss... grass..."
When the rune was only half carved, Wang Zijia could no longer bear it. While continuing to inject blood runes into his body, he vented with words.
When dealing with the five ghosts before, he didn't feel anything. He thought the five ghosts were too cowardly and didn't deserve the name of monsters.
Now it fell on him... Only then did he know why he made the kids speak human words.
This crime is simply unbearable for humans.
The mortal punishment of skinning is one of the most terrifying punishments in the world.
As for the Demon Bone Painting Skin Method, which evolved from the original magical power of the cultivation world to torture people, it is even more terrifying.
This method has evolved into countless types, but almost all of them are used on others. Therefore, no matter how it evolves, it almost never considers the feelings of the person being treated.
It is so painful, as if knocking bones and sucking marrow, extracting souls and refining spirits!
Wang Zijia paused and looked at the blood-colored runes that were faintly visible on the naked body. Although they were already all over the body, the progress was actually just halfway through. The pain will only become more and more exaggerated. It will definitely be difficult to endure it like this, and it may even be unbearable.
After all, he has to endure the pain while attacking himself!
Fortunately, Wang Zijia was prepared!
[Do you want to consume 147,000 value points to upgrade the Supreme Pure Method to the Great Completion? ]
"Yes!"
As Wang Zijia's mind fluctuated, the Great Completion of the Supreme Pure Method, a strange rune group emerged in his mind.
Countless insights emerged in his heart. Strangely, Wang Zijia's mind was not confused at this moment, but unusually clear.
Many insights flowed through his heart, and his heart was unusually calm, as if he had forgotten his feelings. There was a hint of coolness in his mind, and his state was very strange.
Unlike ordinary magic, the effects of the methods of calming the mind and calming the spirit are mostly for oneself, and the effect is very terrifying.
However, this kind of magic is extremely difficult to comprehend. Once it is fully developed, even if it is not actively performed, the condensed runes will automatically suppress the heart sea and calm the mind!
Wang Zijia's mind moved at this moment and he actively performed this technique.
The strange state of instant enlightenment of the magic, coupled with the special effect of active blessing.
In an instant, Wang Zijia's eyes changed completely, leaving only calmness, even a little cold, almost forgetting his feelings!
The cinnabar beside him swam again, and runes were continuously injected into Wang Zijia's body, constantly engraved on him.
He himself had no reaction, as if he was not performing a spell on himself.
In the dark red basement, blood-colored runes flickered, and a gust of cold wind began to blow.
On the bone altar, a naked Taoist kept carving runes on himself, using torture techniques comparable to extracting souls and refining spirits.
Extraordinary evil!
This strange scene frightened the five ghosts so much that they thought of the process of being refined before, squeezed into the corner, and tried their best to get into the ghost pile.
The most courageous old five was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he squeezed his head into the pile of bodies of his four brothers, not daring to look at anything.
After all, if he dared to do this to himself, how could he treat them lightly?
It seemed as if there was some great terror waiting for them!
As more and more blood-colored runes appeared on Wang Zijia's body, layer by layer, he finally looked like a bloody man.
The strange atmosphere of the entire basement also reached its peak, and a sense of weirdness and strangeness filled the entire room, which was restrained by the special crystal red walls and could not continue to spread.
The wind was blowing everywhere, and in the basement, there were gusts of tornadoes around the bone jar.
Finally, at a certain moment, this refining reached its limit. Wang Zijia stood up suddenly, stretched out his hands, and inserted them into his chest.
"Sizzle!"
A strange sound of cloth tearing was heard, and Wang Zijia's naked body had a blood line from the chest.
Miraculously, no blood fell out.
As Wang Zijia's hands continued to be pulled apart, the blood line gradually expanded.
Even under the suppression of Dacheng's Tai Shang Qing Jing Fa, Wang Zijia's cold eyes flickered a little, and Dacheng's method could hardly suppress the fluctuating emotions.
The movement of his hands paused for a moment, and then suddenly increased the force and pulled to both sides.
"Boom!"
With a slight sound, Wang Zijia fell out of his skin like a peeled tomato.
"Ah..."
At this moment, the blessing of the Supreme Pure Law was completely broken, and Wang Zijia screamed miserably.
He lay on the ground like mud, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.
Wang Zijia bit his tongue hard, forcing himself to wake up. He must not faint now.
After so much suffering, he had walked through the previous ninety-nine steps. He couldn't fail in the last step!
Normally, the Painted Skin should have been practiced here.
Wang Zijia only needed to sacrifice his skin, complete the final convergence, and transfer his spirituality and extraordinary characteristics, so that he could refine himself into a skin demon like a fox Taoist.
But Wang Zijia didn't do that!
[Do you want to consume 147,000 value points to improve the Blood and Flesh Controlling Body Technique to perfection? 】
"Yes!"
Instead, he suddenly consumed 150,000 worth of power again, and raised the Blood and Flesh Controlling Body Technique to the Great Perfection. A rune group condensed out, and countless insights emerged in his mind.
In a trance, Wang Zijia transformed into a demon, first stealing corpses everywhere, and finally killing people and demons, extracting blood, and refining human corpses.
In the end, he even conducted various experiments on living people.
One day, he suddenly integrated everything and finally refined countless blood and flesh Taoist soldiers.
The massive information impact made Wang Zijia, who was a little dizzy, slightly sober.
With this strange feeling, the third weight emerged.
Wang Zijia did not hesitate to put the rune group condensed by the three top-grade methods of paper cutting into human form, demon bone painting skin, and blood and flesh control into the weight.
Immediately afterwards, strange changes began to occur in the weight. Taking this opportunity, Wang Zijia threw the semi-human skin that had just been refined into it as the main material of the magic weapon.
The entire third red copper weight instantly lit up with golden light.
Wang Zijia clearly felt that a new chapter of the law was born in his body. Wang Zijia invested 500,000 worth of it without hesitation, so that it could be completely completed during the smelting.
Why only 500,000 is needed, while the second foundation of the Dao requires 800,000, and his true seed requires 1 million, and it is still not complete?
Because the latter two are not only the condensation of the chapter of the law, but also the condensation of the foundation of the Dao and the seed of the talisman.
The third red copper weight is a condensation magic tool. Wang Zijia has already thrown in the materials for the tool. His entire human skin is only short of 500,000 for the chapter of the law!
"Ong!"
After a moment, the third red copper weight swelled sharply, and a naked figure of Wang Zijia was quickly outlined on the weight, becoming the decoration on the surface of the weight.
At this moment, Wang Zijia's brain was in a trance.
His sight shifted uncontrollably again. As his sight was raised, he saw the strange scene again, and this time he saw it clearly.
In the endless chaotic ocean, the sky was full of light balls sinking and floating.
The light balls were big and small, some were blood red, some were clear and transparent, with light and shadow flashing inside, but it was hard to see what was inside, just like a crystal ball.
In the chaotic ocean, in addition to the two-color light balls, there were more light spots.
The light spots were floating in the chaotic sea. Looking at them, Wang Zijia knew for no reason that these things were the predecessors of the light balls.
But whether they would become blood-colored light balls or transparent light balls like crystal balls depended on fate.
And Wang Zijia himself was one of the endless light spots at this moment!
He seemed unable to do anything, but Wang Zijia knew that this was very important to him, so he tried hard to look at everything around him.
After about three breaths, a violent pulling feeling came over him.
After a rapid fall and a strong sense of weightlessness, Wang Zijia returned to his bloody body in a trance.
Beside him, the third red copper weight that had been refined had already restrained all the light.
It turned into a weight that was the same as one or two red copper weights. The only difference was that on the weight, there was a vivid Wang Zijia engraved on it.
The moment he looked at this weight, a piece of information appeared in Wang Zijia's mind.
Leather device: demon leather device body
Level: None (depending on the cultivation level)
Effect 1: Leather demon. You can turn into skin and come out. Because of the extension of the power of the Tao fruit, anyone who is planted with a demon will have no resistance to your demon skin. At any time and any place, as long as your mind can reach it, you can complete the possession without asking for permission or obtaining consent.
Effect 2: Human skin paper. In ancient times, Monkey King peeled off his hair to become a monkey. Today, there are demons who drip blood to become a human, drop flesh to become a demon, and pull off skin to become a clone. After your skin and flesh leave your body, you can turn it into a human skin paper clone.
The clone has its own secondary body wisdom, and can also be controlled by your distraction. The strength of the human skin paper clone depends on yourself.
Effect 3: Leather device body. Because you peeled the skin to make the weapon, this leather weapon has all your karma, traces, and breath.
It is equal to you in all aspects of status and cultivation. Therefore, when you are fatally injured, they can all die in your place. There is no upper limit to the power level, unless the attacker can break the fruit of the Tao with one blow.
After suffering damage, the leather weapon breaks. You need to peel off another skin to carry it, and automatically complete the sacrifice and replacement.
Special note: Due to various reasons, the pain of peeling the skin to make the weapon will not be weaker than extracting the soul and refining the spirit, knocking the bones and sucking the marrow, and the pain will intensify with each additional peeling, until the mind can no longer bear it and the self collapses.
Wang Zijia looked at the third red copper weight that he had refined with great difficulty, and suddenly looked at the corner. The five ghosts who were trying hard to avoid Wang Zijia's sight were slightly moved.
The third red copper weight disappeared immediately.
"Wow!"
When the five ghosts were terrified, the big baby's body suddenly twisted and expanded, turning into a Wang Zijia with a faint smile, holding a blood-red book in his hand, but with two different emotions of smile and fear in his eyes.
The four ghosts looked at it in horror, trying hard not to make a sound.
The newly appeared Wang Zijia ignored them, but looked at Wang Zijia in the center of the laboratory, and saluted: "Meet the deity!"
At this moment, Wang Zijia, who was still as bloody as a peeled tomato, just nodded lightly, frowned and pulled on his body, tearing off a piece of flesh the size of a thumb.
As the flesh expanded, another Wang Zijia emerged and saluted Wang Zijia, also holding a blood-red book in his hand, with a faint smile.
Then the newly appeared figure disappeared again, and Erwa also twisted and changed, turning into a new Wang Zijia.
After operating like this for a while, the five ghosts turned into five Wang Zijia, holding blood-red books with a faint smile. There was still a flash of fear in their eyes that was unique to the five ghosts.
Obviously, the five ghosts who were possessed did not lose their senses.
In the blood-red basement, six people with different powers looked at each other nakedly. Five people smiled and held blood-red jade books in their hands, which was indescribably weird.
After getting familiar with each other for a while, the five people collapsed again, and the five ghosts escaped, but they only dared to stand in place honestly, gasping for breath.
Four balls of flesh and blood flew back to Wang Zijia's body and merged into it. The remaining one turned into a red copper weight, floating in front of Wang Zijia.
Then, Wang Zijia forced out half a drop of blood, and another Wang Zijia emerged.
However, as his body parts and spirituality were invested less, the new clones he created became weaker and his secondary wisdom was lower.
The person summoned by half a drop of ordinary blood is just like an ordinary person, without much power.
Wang Zijia didn't care, and his mind moved again.
This time, he brought the newly condensed clone to Mo Yunzi's sea of consciousness.
He first looked outside through the magic eye for a moment.
During the half day that Wang Zijia refined the red copper weights, more than a month had passed in the outside world. At this moment, the disciples of the holy land have begun to search for spiritual objects in famous mountains and rivers all over the country.
As the only real cultivator in the sect, Mo Yunzi naturally couldn't be idle, and was responsible for collecting powerful spiritual objects. Including the sect's spiritual beast demon lord Ling Yanlan, they were also busy with this matter.
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