Chapter 636 Refinement of the fifth layer, fairy weapon [Bell of Death]
Above the dilapidated hall and endless ruins, evil energy is surging, and the energy of destruction is erupting.
Jiao Yuer knelt on the ground and surrendered.
This kind of surrender surprised him.
He thought that this noble lady would fight to the end and would rather die than surrender, but he did not expect that she would give in so easily, which seemed a bit unexpected.
But what he said later shocked him even more.
The so-called eight holy clans actually have such a status.
The status is a little embarrassing and a little ridiculous.
Lu Xuanji said: "Is that really the case?"
Qi Ling said: "That's true. In Feiyu World, the undead are the real masters. As for other monks, there is only a difference between those who are qualified to be slaves and those who are not. Back then, why did my master, the Lord of Death, encounter what happened?
Many powerful enemies besieged him and he fell because my master was unwilling to be a slave."
"My master wanted to ascend to the fairy world, but how could that being tolerate my master's ascension? So my master finally perished and passed away!"
"Now I recognize you as my master, and I hope you will avenge my master. But looking at the situation in front of you, you have no choice... You are very dangerous, and you are not even qualified to be a slave!"
Speaking of spiritual communication, he came here with a series of magic formulas. This is the way to refine the immortal weapon [Death Bell].
At the same time, messages came one after another. There were also pictures.
The battle that year was extremely tragic. Although the Lord of Death killed many powerful enemies, he was also seriously injured and died soon after. But before he died, he used his last mana to set up a supreme formation.
Start to accumulate the level of [Death Bell].
In this secret realm, the corpses of monks who died in battle, broken spiritual treasures, underground spiritual veins, etc. are all smelted into it to enhance their level.
After a long period of time, [Death Bell] broke through its shackles and entered the realm of immortal weapons.
Deliberately leaking a trace of aura, thereby attracting some geniuses, and choosing the owner of the immortal weapon.
Immortal weapons are very powerful, and the weapon spirits that are born are also powerful in combat, but they require mana to nourish the fairy weapons. Without mana nourishment for a long time, the spirit of the fairy weapons will fail, and most of them will fall into a deep sleep to reduce their own losses.
Unless the owner is extremely powerful, has sufficient and powerful magic power, and cultivates magic weapons, the weapon spirit can always be in a state of awakening.
For immortal weapons, it is very important to find a powerful genius to be the master.
In the early stage, he can protect his master; in the later stage, when the master is strong, he can continue to refine the immortal weapon and improve its level.
Lu Xuanji activated the magic formula, and a trace of the soul was integrated into the immortal weapon, further integrated into the weapon spirit, and began to initially refine the magical weapon.
As time goes by, with continuous refining, the control over the immortal weapons is strengthening, and gradually I control one percent of the power. This is mainly because the cultivation level is too weak. As the cultivation level increases, the control over the immortal weapons will also increase.
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At this moment, he exhausted all his mana and could only activate a trace of the power of the immortal weapon.
Even if he only revives a little bit of power, he can still be invincible in the same realm, and even survive in the hands of powerful Hedao masters.
If the immortal weapon is completely revived, it can even fight hundreds of moves with monks on the ninth level of Tribulation Transcendence.
Just such a comprehensive recovery, and the lack of mana support from top experts, will damage the origin of the fairy weapon, cause damage to the fairy weapon, and cause the spirit of the fairy weapon to be seriously injured and sleep. It can be said that as long as the moment of crisis is not reached, the fairy weapon will not be comprehensive
Resurrected. One day, Lu Xuanji's cultivation is strong enough, and he can completely activate the immortal weapon to revive and explode with peak power.
Having a powerful immortal weapon is equivalent to having a powerful protector, as long as you don't seek death.
As long as you are not too unlucky, you can easily grow to the realm of harmony, or even the realm of transcending tribulations.
Inside the [Death Bell], there is also a scroll of scriptures called the "Death Sutra" engraved on it. This is a technique left by the Lord of Death.
Regularly observing and studying scriptures can enhance your understanding of the Tao and your own Taoist heart.
Lu Xuanji asked: "Senior, how do you call me?"
The weapon spirit said: "Master has understood the avenue of death, you can call me [Ming]."
"Ming, I know!"
Lu Xuanji said.
Ming said: "You infuse your mana into my body, and I want to see the purity of your mana!"
Lu Xuanji nodded, and suddenly a huge amount of mana was input into the [Death Bell].
When the mana is exhausted, [Death Bell] only emits a slight ray of light.
Ming said: "Yes, the taste of your mana is very good, it is very good for the evolution of my body, and the purity of the mana is also good. Unfortunately, the cultivation level is too low, and the amount of mana is a bit low. You still need to improve your cultivation quickly.
Because, this is good for you and good for me."
"I won't say much about other things. Remember to instill mana every year to warm my body. I want to enter a deep sleep to reduce losses. Unless there is something big, don't wake me up easily!"
After saying that, Ming fell silent.
"Is the fairy weapon spiritual?"
Lu Xuanji felt the weapon spirit. The weapon spirit contained huge power, like a living monk, born to be powerful.
The power of the weapon spirit is controlled by the main body.
If the main body is strong, the weapon spirit will be strong; if the main body is weak, the tool spirit will also be weak.
Many monks can continue to practice and strengthen their cultivation.
However, the weapon spirit cannot improve its cultivation through practice. It can only promote the improvement of the weapon spirit during the process of upgrading the body.
Experience the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures. This set of magic weapons seems to be composed of thirty-three magic weapons, but in essence there is only one weapon spirit. But now the weapon spirit is still very weak, and its IQ and EQ are only equivalent to those of a child.
.The body of the weapon spirit is just a hazy light group that has not yet completely transformed.
But the [Death Bell] is an immortal weapon, but the spirit of the weapon directly transformed into a dark dragon.
"It's time to get out of here!"
Lu Xuanji thought.
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At this moment, his body flashed and his clone turned into his original body again. Lu Xuanji said: "Xue'er, it's not safe here anymore. Let's leave quickly!"
Shi Xue frowned slightly and said, "Can you hold on for a few more days? Even if the rest of the overhaul gets the information, it will take three days to arrive. We still have time!"
Along the way, the two of them gained countless benefits, various treasures, and various broken magic weapon fragments, making them a fortune.
Shi Xue has had so many adventures.
Lu Xuanji said: "No, it's not safe here anymore! My intuition tells me that if we continue to stay here, we will all die. I have been able to save myself from danger every time because of my deep intuition!"
Shi Xue nodded slightly.
The two people's figures flashed and left here.
When the two people left here, the big bell appeared in the void and directly absorbed the relic into its main body.
This ruins is a cave opened by the Lord of Death. The cave has a huge area, rich spiritual energy, and numerous resources. It can be regarded as a supreme cultivation blessing. Before leaving, it is natural to pack up everything in this secret realm.
Soon the ruins disappeared.
About a day later, the void was twisting, and a huge eighth-level hive descended here, with a conspicuous clan emblem on it, which was the undead battleship. Then the void was twisting again, and a red hive descended, suppressing
Tiandi, this is the battleship of the Jade Demon Tribe.
Then, one after another, the hive battleships arrived one after another.
The monks staying around evacuated one after another and became a disaster.
The eighth-grade hive is a battleship that fights against the powerful Hedao. In the world of Feiyu, it represents invincibility and undefeatedness, as well as endless destruction. Every time the eighth-grade hive battleship comes, a terrifying war breaks out, and there is
Powerful enemies were destroyed.
The monks present were all smart people, and they did not want to be affected by the war and die unexpectedly.
Being a bystander is very dangerous.
It is a bit aggrieved and aggrieved to die in such a way.
"Gone?"
"How could this happen? What happened?"
"The ruins of the Lord of Death have been revealed, and they are at this location."
"..."
In the hive battleship, streams of spiritual thoughts are surging and communicating with each other. There is shock and a trace of anger, and the void is distorted and collapsed.
"I want to see who is that beast who packed up the relics and took them away."
A terrifying figure came from the black hive battleship. A great master of Hedao activated the mirror. The secret of time was flowing on the mirror. Time was flowing backwards, and a picture appeared. But it was only half of the calculation, but it could not be continued.
Once it goes down, the screen disappears.
"Some people have secret skills that cover up the secrets of heaven, and it is impossible to restore all this."
The monk sighed slightly.
"Is it them?"
"have no idea!"
The hive battleship fell silent.
The relics of the Lord of Death are quite dangerous, but they are also great treasures. If harvested into the clan, they can enhance the clan's heritage.
Only the trace has disappeared.
This powerful undead man set his sights on the eight saints and had a flash of suspicion.
The eight holy clans are inferior to the undead clan in terms of status, and are essentially slave clans. It is really difficult to take action without sufficient reasons and excuses.
Seemingly unwilling, he continued to check.
After a day of inspection, he had no choice but to evacuate.
The eight holy clans also evacuated.
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At this moment, millions of miles away, in a cave, Lu Xuanji was counting the harvest.
A part of the ruins has been decomposed and integrated into the thirty-three caves. The nature of the caves is improving.
If we were not worried that the ruins would affect the development of the cave, the integration would be faster.
Just by integrating part of it, the area of the cave has expanded a lot.
Click!
Click!
At this moment, Lu Xuanji felt an impulse, the energy in his body was surging, and his cultivation broke the shackles.
The huge spiritual energy is integrated into the body, and the cultivation level is rising steadily, directly entering the fourth level of refining the void.
The cultivation level continued to advance, continued to improve, and reached the fifth level of Dao Refining Void before it stopped.
After a long time, the aura on his body stopped and stabilized at the fifth level of Void Refining.
"With the immortal weapon accompanying me, Feiyu World's suppression of me has disappeared. I am no longer an extraterrestrial devil, but an authentic Feiyu World monk. At this moment, I can be regarded as the son of luck in Feiyu World, and at worst, a powerful trapper.
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Lu Xuanji felt the energy of heaven and earth, and his expression felt a little strange.
He is a monk from the Zifu world, and he has the life mark of the Zifu world. When he enters the Feiyu world, he will be suppressed and rejected by the origin of the world, which will cause various disasters. He can only activate the secret technique to seal most cultivations.
And with the help of the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures, Chaos Qi Machinery.
Once your peak cultivation level is exposed, you will encounter calamity and die an untimely death in minutes.
But after refining the immortal weapon [Death Bell], the aura of the extraterrestrial devil on his body was completely covered by the immortal weapon, and there was nothing strange about him anymore. He was completely like a local monk in Feiyu World.
It can stimulate your cultivation at the peak moment without worrying about being excluded or suppressed by the world.
Also, because he obtained the immortal weapon, his luck increased a lot, and he was favored by the world of Feiyu. The child of luck who was dragged behind him was, at worst, a great helper.
At this moment, there was a slight noise from the cave, and Shi Xue's retreat ended.
Her face was rosy, her long golden hair was flying, her body was rising and falling slightly, exuding a hint of excitement and joy, and she said happily: "Husband, after taking the Blood God Flower this time, I purified the star blood, and the blood concentration increased by one
Level. Even the ability to attain enlightenment and refine the void has been increased by one level, and there are more than two levels of probability to attain enlightenment and refine the void!"
"congratulation!"
Lu Xuanji said with a smile: "This time I have gained even more. With the help of that secret treasure, my cultivation level has been upgraded to the ninth level of God Transformation."
Shi Xue said: "I thought I improved quickly, but I'm still not as good as my husband. It seems that my husband is the real son of luck. During the catastrophe, it was extremely dangerous for many monks, but for my husband, it soared into the sky."
Opportunity."
Lu Xuanji smiled and said: "Xiaoxue can't be careless, you still need to be cautious first."
Shi Xue said: "Husband, we are not short of resources now, so why not continue to practice hard in seclusion, digest all the resources gained this time, and transform my strength. I will never leave seclusion until I enter the realm of virtual refining."
"That's fine!"
Lu Xuanji nodded and said: "I happen to be proficient in alchemy. I can refine some holy medicines into elixirs to enhance the potential of our bloodline!"
Thinking of this, I took out the alchemy furnace and took out many medicinal materials to start making elixirs.
Pills are mainly used to enhance bloodline and cultivation level.
In the world of Zifu, which is mainly a world dominated by human race, the human race is extremely indifferent to bloodline. The king is not proud of bloodline, only the descendants of the king are proud of bloodline.
Many human monks take blood very lightly. This same trend also affects other races.
In the world of Zifu, most of the monks focus on comprehending the Great Way, which improves their cultivation. They constantly delete the scriptures of their predecessors, create their own scriptures, and find their own invincible path.
But in the world of Feiyu, it's a world of blood.
Those with strong bloodlines were valued; monks with low bloodline levels were looked down upon.
Many monks focus on tapping the potential of their bloodline and converting it into cultivation. When the bloodline shackles appear, they take elixirs, elixirs, etc. to improve their bloodline level.
Then continue to tap into the potential of the bloodline and transform the potential of the bloodline into cultivation.
After refining many elixirs, Shi Xue entered seclusion.
Lu Xuanji also entered seclusion, but only a phantom clone was left behind, while the original body disappeared.
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In the cave, rays of light were flashing, and Jiao Yu'er's face was changing. Drops of sweat fell, and her body was trembling slightly. But in an instant, the sweat soaked her body, making her body appear weak and moving. Sitting on the bed,
The mana flows like water, stimulating the secret technique and peeling off the slave mark in the soul.
Poof!
He vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot and his face became sluggish.
But it still failed.
A look of despair flashed in Jiao Yuer's eyes, "Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Do I really want to become that monk's slave!"
If you are not willing to give in, of course you are not willing to give in!
In the past, she was a noblewoman of the Horned Demon Clan, with a high position and a peak in the cultivation of the void. She had a glimmer of hope to enter the realm of harmony, but now she has become a slave of a monk. Life and death are not controlled by herself, but by others.
How can you be willing to do so?
These days, I have been constantly using secret techniques to break the slave mark.
However, it failed again and again.
Several times, she directly dug a hole in the soul and even cut off part of the soul, but it was of no use at all.
That slave mark is perfectly integrated into the Yuan Shen, and is integrated with the Yuan Shen.
No examination can detect it, only she can sense it to the extreme.
After continuous tossing, the slave mark was not broken, but he was seriously injured.
"useless!"
At this moment, a breath came and his words were indifferent: "It is actually not difficult to break the slave seal. As long as you enter the realm of transcending tribulation, you can use the heavenly tribulation to tear the slave seal apart. Of course,
If you can invite a great tribulation master to take action and pay a certain price, you can still break the slave mark!"
Jiao Yu'er stood up, looking flustered, and said: "Meet the master..."
"Yes, to be a maid, you must have the attitude of a maid!" Lu Xuanji said with a smile: "You feel aggrieved now, but in the future, you will find how lucky you are to be my slave!"
Jiao Yuer nodded and said, "I understand!"
I sighed in my heart and planned to lie down.
In life, if you encounter something you cannot resist, then choose to lie down!
At least this way, you will suffer less.
Lu Xuanji asked: "There are some things I don't know. Can you tell me about the situation of the undead and the eight saints?"
Jiao Yuer frowned slightly, but still asked: "Before answering this question, I would like to ask, master, what race are you from?"
In the world of Feiyu, there are tens of thousands of races, large and small. Although a few maintain animal forms or maintain strange appearances, most of them look similar. It is impossible to tell which race they belong to just by their appearance.
Lu Xuanji said: "Human race?"
"Human race, which race is it?"
Jiao Yu'er was slightly stunned. She couldn't think of any information about the human race for a moment. After thinking carefully, she finally thought about what the human race was: "It turns out that the master is actually a human race. In the Feiyu world, blood is respected, and according to the bloodline level, it is divided into heaven and earth Xuanhuang.
The heaven-level bloodline is the highest, and the yellow-level bloodline is the lowest."
"Heaven-level bloodlines are mainly the undead, and there are also a few races such as the Eight Saints, Gods, Gold, Giants, Stars, etc. But the human bloodline level is extremely low, only the yellow-level middle grade. The human bloodline level is too low.
, they are not even qualified to be slaves, they are only worthy of being used as food.”
"On the master's body, I asked for a powerful bloodline breath. One breath is a hot breath, like the burning sun, and the grade is heaven level; one bloodline contains the power of time, which is also heaven level; and there is another bloodline,
The grade is unknown, but it is superior to these two bloodlines."
"Master's bloodline level is so high that it is not comparable to the lowly races of the human race! Master, stop joking!"
My first reaction was disbelief.
The master cannot be a human race, and a human race cannot have such a noble bloodline.
Lu Xuanji smiled and said: "I am a human race, an eighth-level human race. As for your noble bloodline, I'm sorry...these bloodlines are all born the day after tomorrow, and are just incidental to my improvement in cultivation. I have never We do not regard blood as glory, but cultivation as glory!"
"Cultivation to immortality itself is the transformation of life. In the evolution of life, a mortal may be born with mortal blood. But when he reaches the peak of cultivation and stands at the pinnacle of the world of immortality, how can he still be in mortal body or still be alive? Mortal blood.”
"The bloodline in my body is all acquired. The strength of the bloodline does not lie in the bloodline itself, but in my being strong enough!"
Jiao Yuer was speechless.
Lu Xuanji did not continue to struggle with this topic, but asked: "Yu'er, I just walked out of the mountains, and I don't know anything about the undead, the eight holy races, and other races. As for you, I just need you to clear up my confusion."
Jiao Yu'er had doubts in her heart, but she still said: "If the master wants to know, I will naturally tell you something carefully."
He began to talk about some deep secrets that outsiders cannot know at all.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to clean away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.