No, this is not a stone tablet, this is actually a bone tablet?
After making the choice, bright red blood oozed from the bone monument, carrying a certain fragrance, and quickly condensed into two blood beads.
Wan Jing directly picked it up and swallowed it.
Damn, not enough, almost.
Take out the three-transformation bone and place it on the bone tablet for sacrifice.
In exchange for a drop of blood.
It’s done, the bottleneck has been broken.
If other people, even if they have these magical weapons, would sacrifice like this, they would not be able to withstand the negative effects.
But now!
The only spiritual bone that should emit negative effects not only does not emit it, but can also converge and absorb it.
It kept him awake all the time and in a better state than when he was a mortal. He was not like other people who suffered all the time and sometimes burst out violently and uncontrollably. The first ones to suffer were their loved ones.
If it weren't for their extremely strong will and their obsession with protecting their loved ones, most bone servants wouldn't be able to survive and would rather commit suicide.
This is also the reason why many become bone slaves among demon slaves.
Of course, there are also people who disown their relatives. Such people are ruthless, but they are also often determined and can go further.
However, it is rumored that those who can really go to the extreme and become demons, although they are ruthless, are often not those who deny their relatives and are ruthless and righteous.
If you do that, you will directly fall into the demon world, be unable to ascend to the fairy world, and eventually become the qualifications of the demon world.
After all, the demonic path is a human practice, derived from demons, rather than being developed through the use of natural demons.
There are many drawbacks, but the quick method has never been extinct and gradually developed into a local magic culture.
No matter what the reason is, if you can resist the influence of negative emotions, reach perfection in Qi training, and complete the task, you will be able to build a foundation and become an outside disciple.
Once the foundation is successfully established, you will become an outer disciple.
Outer disciples can then learn methods to specifically restrain negative energy and disadvantages.
Otherwise, if you fail, you will be a handyman disciple.
The demonic path does not care about spiritual roots, and it gives hope to those at the bottom. Even those without spiritual roots can devour the cultivators of the demonic path to build their foundation.
Of course, with spiritual roots, you can also build a normal foundation and break through.
If you have complete five spiritual roots, you can directly become an outer disciple.
These are too far.
At this time, Wanjing broke through the later bottleneck.
This is of no use to others unless they have the ability to sacrifice an entire village.
This is the magic way, it can be achieved quickly.
But with a small knife, a lot of experience will be gained by smashing it down.
As his strength surged upwards, Wan Jing felt heat appear out of thin air in his body, flooding throughout his body. In the blink of an eye, his strength increased and reached a new limit.
It's simply a miracle. This is much more miraculous than the best method of magic, which is to sacrifice the same kind and obtain benefits.
The most obvious thing is that there are no side effects, which is simply unheard of.
This person is definitely the reincarnation of a powerful person.
After completing Qi training, the next step is to build the foundation.
But without spiritual roots, it would be difficult to build a foundation.
But currently, Wan Jing's hand is pressed on the bone monument, and every trace of spiritual energy in his body is injected into the bone monument.
Immediately, lines appeared on the bone tablet and blood seeped into it.
The blood spread to Wan Jing's arm like a living thing, forming a symbol.
At the same time, some information poured in along the bone monument.
It is some knowledge of magic, and the blood mark is the proof of leaving.
There are three methods of refining magic weapons in the knowledge.
One is required for the mission, the other two are random.
The most amazing thing is that he actually obtained the Demon God Transformation.
This magical power secret technique can form magical power as long as it breaks through the foundation building.
Even if there is no breakthrough, it can still be used if it consumes the three-in-one of life span, blood essence, and sacrifice array.
At that time, as long as you are within the scope of the sacrifice formation, even the first-time foundation builders will be able to kill you.
Magical magic, this magic weapon can be quickly achieved, but it requires materials.
At this time, Wan Jing can leave, and he has obtained the mission.
It is to plunder ten thousand people. This is the task.
If you succeed, you can become a disciple.
Then there is the foundation building.
This is also in the information coming.
A blood sacrifice formation is required.
At least a hundred people, the formation eye needs to have spiritual roots. The better the spiritual root qualifications, the stronger the strength, the more people there are, the higher the success rate of blood foundation building.
Wanjing has no spiritual roots, so this is the only chance.
However, even if the foundation building is successful, you cannot obtain spiritual roots, but you can become an outer disciple.
If you are unsuccessful, you can also obtain the status of a handyman disciple.
Of course, the premise is to complete the task and plunder 10,000 people.
There is no time limit on this.
Wan Jing was very happy, breathed a sigh of relief, and then went back.
Spend time with your parents and relatives.
This is his belief in surviving in this world, and it is also the only warmth.
interesting.
Obtaining skills and the like, but they cannot be taught externally and can only be practiced by oneself. This is a mysterious power that involves immortals.
As long as you have the thought of leaking out, you will feel terrible and even restricted by invisible forces.
The knife directly entered the personal space with consciousness, and sure enough, the great terror disappeared here.
Here, most of Xiaodao's consciousness is integrated into it. In reality, Xiaodao's consciousness is also integrated into it. In the small world of Goblin, Dragon Xiaodao also opened his eyes from his sleep, and most of his consciousness is integrated into it.
Even the Five Elements Sword Controlling Sect in the small world of Aqua Blue Star, sitting cross-legged in the spiritual pool at the spiritual veins, and practicing Zifu's knife stopped, and his consciousness merged into his personal space.
In personal space, these consciousnesses merge perfectly.
Your personal space suddenly seems to be a part of your body, easier to control than your own big hands, and you can detect any small changes.
Observed with all his concentration.
Xiao Dao checked it and sighed. This sacrificial formation can be set up and players can use it, but it should only be used in these four worlds.
The target of the sacrifice cannot be determined. It is either a celestial being from the demon world or a part of the heaven, but it is definitely not the demon world.
Only by integrating your spirit into the entire personal space, as if it were the heavenly way of the space, can you feel it to a certain extent.
At present, it is still too advanced for me.
However, the Demonic Transformation is somewhat interesting. It is recorded that this explosive effect can be modified, but if the power is to be maintained, the sequelae cannot be avoided.
Wan Jing spent the day happily here, and said goodbye to his family honestly early the next morning and walked to the village chief's mansion.
I met other people on the road and asked about it. Yesterday, I did something to someone who was in the late stage of Qi training and was one of the two strongest masters in the village.
Eventually it was refined into a soul-eating skull.
After entering the village chief's mansion, the village chief and a group of other people looked at them jokingly.
I usually have a bit of restraint, but after all, I am prone to outbursts when I don't recognize my relatives.
Now, where the outer disciple Da Ma Jin Dao is sitting, they no longer need to hide.
It turns out that this is not their true intention, but they were influenced by the magic method.
On the contrary, the outer disciple who was sitting had an upright look on his face, and he obviously had the corresponding skills to exercise restraint.
At this time, he was playing with a skull the size of a walnut.
The skull was shrouded in a faint black mist, twisting and wailing. It was obviously the one who resisted yesterday.
Moreover, the two demon soldiers behind him were dressed up and had a strong aura around them. They were both strong foundation builders.
At this time, the outer disciple stood up directly, laughed and said: "Welcome everyone, please take a seat."
Being so polite made everyone stunned, and they quickly saluted and said they didn't dare.
Only then did I realize that the table had been set, and a faint spiritual fragrance was emanating from it.
Those spiritual fruits, spiritual food and the like immediately attracted other people.
They had only heard of it, and this was the first time they had seen it.
If his attention hadn't been drawn to this outer disciple and the two foundation builders behind him just now, it would have been impossible for him not to have noticed the table placed behind him.
A quick scan with a knife showed that they were all entry-level, so they were not bad at all.
One is to sit down, eat and drink.
Finished eating and drinking.
The young man clasped his fists and said, "It's difficult outside, please help me."
After giving enough face, everyone who had no choice after thinking about it all night naturally said yes one after another.
Except for the knife.
Then the young man looked at the knife.
His eyes gradually turned cold.
"There are really some people who are not afraid of death." The middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to the village chief sneered.
He had a ferocious expression on his face, as if he could hardly control his emotions.
It obviously doesn't look like he's going to live much longer.
Other people from the same village looked over with shock and disbelief.
After eating and drinking, you still dare to...!
At this time, the outer disciple smiled, but if you are brave enough, you will either become an outer disciple or become a corpse. I don't know what you will become.
Wan Jing smiled and opened his sleeves, revealing the pattern on them.
The outer disciple was stunned for a moment, his expression was slightly uncertain, a trace of murderous intent flashed through his face, and then he laughed and said: "Okay, okay, I hope you can become an outer disciple from our village and we can cooperate in the future."
So, Wan Jing left soon, and it was this outer disciple who personally sent him out.
"Interesting!" Xiao Dao felt an extra mark on his body.
I had enough face and made my choice.
That day, in addition to the knives, more than a dozen Qi-training bone slaves walked in. After becoming bone slaves, only two people walked out with pale faces and looked like they were surviving a disaster.
Everyone else disappeared silently.
It's their choice.
Regardless of the outcome, at least it gave my loved ones twenty more years of peaceful life.
Even these two, if they cannot show their value in the short term, may become the same as other companions.
The son of the village chief, his natal magic weapon, a ghost flag, is quite famous. It is said that he once wiped out seven caravans led by the foundation builder in one fell swoop when he just established the foundation. He has been practicing for over a hundred years.
Of course, this was passed down by the village chief, so I don’t know whether it’s true or not.
Wan Jing received the notice before he left.
Three days later, the outer disciple left, followed by five demon soldiers, all with foundation-building strength.
Wan Jing could only follow helplessly, this was a mission requirement.
The outer disciple stretched out his hand, and a palm-sized bone boat flew out. It swelled up when it saw the wind and floated in front of him.
"The task of controlling the bone boat will be left to you." The foundation-building weapon smiled.
Wan Jing had no choice but to jump up and land on the bone boat. The skull on the bone boat twisted its head and looked at Wan Jing greedily, as if it wanted to swallow it alive.
Wan Jing had no choice but to stretch out his hand and press it on the skull.
The skull made a weird laugh, bit his palm, and swallowed the blood.
Then the bone flying boat took off and flew away into the distance.
All the way.
Wan Jing's face became paler and paler, the edges of his hair began to turn white, and wrinkles gradually appeared on his forehead.
But finally we arrived, a city made of bones.
This is famous in the ears of all villagers.
It is said that the entire city is a powerful magic weapon.
The flying boat falls.
The whole scene is crumbling.
"waste!"
"Don't say I bullied you, this is your reward." The outer disciple sneered, flicked his finger, and a drop of blood flew away.
Wan Jing took it and swallowed it directly, his face suddenly turned rosy.
He didn't even dare to look at this outer disciple, for fear that he wouldn't be able to contain the murderous intention in his heart.
He strode towards the city.
A bone essence bead popped out.
After paying the entrance fee, we walked in.
He sighed in his mind, it would be good to have a senior, otherwise none of his blood essence and blood would be able to be used to recover, and he would have to pay the entrance fee.
Outer sect disciples can be seen everywhere in the city, and even inner sect disciples can be seen occasionally, and there are countless powerful Taoist soldiers.
Wan Jing, however, had no time to waste and quickly went to report and was given a resting place.
Ten beads of essence and blood, a bag of bone powder, and a breathing technique.
Ten days later, Wan Jing stepped on the teleportation array.
It's teleported randomly, and where you end up depends on your luck.
If you come back successfully from this mission, as long as you are alive, you will at least be a handyman disciple.
But maybe a few will survive.
There was a flash of light.
Wan Jing fell to the ground dizzy, but still insisted on getting up and moving around.
I was on a hillside, and I could see a village not far away.
Wan Jing was a little distracted. According to what his mother said, they once lived in a small village and lived a plain and peaceful life.
However, one day, a disciple of the Demon Sect appeared.
Disaster strikes.
It is difficult for normal bone servants to have such thoughts when they are affected by negative energy.
But Wan Jing hesitated because of the knife.
Good luck came around the village.
Destroying the blood sacrifice of this village? This is the beginning of his mission.
With luck, I can find a few more villages and complete the mission before being discovered, so I can go back and become an outer disciple.
The parents will become the village chiefs. Even if they die in battle, they will have a hundred years of peace. If they contribute enough, they can live longer and may not be able to train new disciples.
If one can develop spiritual roots, the road ahead will be even longer.
Wan Jing strengthened his belief.
He was not in a hurry to enter the village, but observed carefully.
Xiaodao didn't say anything, and he didn't intend to influence it for the time being, letting him make his own choice.
Although he is not the Holy Mother, he is still unwilling to kill his own people for no reason, even if they are not in the same world.
However, he would not stand in the way of Wan Jing's own choice.
Soon, under Wan Jing's observation, he discovered that this village had a warning magic circle. It should not be complicated, but Wan Jing didn't understand this.
He observed for several days, but did not wait for anyone to go out, but saw a caravan appear.
The number of people is good, eight horses, more than thirty people, just this, four warriors carrying a big sedan.
Others are just mortals.
Wan Jing's eyes were bloodshot. He looked over and couldn't help but sneer. He turned out to be a middle-aged man with only the third level of Qi training.
It was quite a grand occasion, and there was a young girl waiting on the sedan chair.
The girl's face was covered with tears and her body was bruised, but she did not dare to make a sound.
