When Xiang Zhili saw Luo Hong suddenly lost in thought, he knew that Luo Hong had detected his spiritual consciousness. With a move in his heart, he also detected his spiritual consciousness.
Then he discovered that Fang Beichen and others were just at the edge of the limit of his consciousness.
At this time, he glanced at Luo Hong again and saw a look of understanding on his face, obviously he had detected the blood restriction he just mentioned.
"This person's spiritual consciousness is so powerful. Even though I am suppressed even more by the formation here, it is still beyond the reach of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul monks. Could it be that he is practicing a technique that focuses on spiritual consciousness?
Fortunately, I have that thing on my body, so he can't detect my true cultivation level, otherwise my old face would have been humiliated just now."
A flash of surprise flashed in Xiang Zhili's eyes, and he gradually began to pay more attention to Luo Hong.
"Hehe, I'm a level higher than you and me. Xiang Laogui is trying to hide his true cultivation level again.
It seemed that he planned to be the boy who hunted birds, and I was the oriole.
However, his strength is indeed strong. When I scan him with my spiritual consciousness, I have a hazy feeling of being in a cloud. Logically speaking, he is at the same level of spiritual consciousness as mine, so this should not happen.
Qingfeng, how do you feel?"
Regarding spiritual issues, Luo Hong felt that it was still necessary to consult experts.
"Sir, there is an aura about this person that my subordinates are extremely disgusted with, as if he is some kind of true spirit inherited from my subordinates' memories.
Unfortunately, my subordinate is only the lowest level of the Extraterrestrial Heart Demon Clan and does not have much inherited memory, so I can’t tell exactly what kind of true spirit subordinate he is, but he is definitely the natural enemy of my Extraterrestrial Heart Demon Tribe.”
Luo Hong was not surprised at what Qingfeng said. After all, even beings like true dragons have Kunpeng as their natural enemy. Everything under the Great Dao has yin and yang, and nothing is truly invincible.
And Xiang Zhili has been wandering in the human world for so many years. It is not surprising that he has many treasures on hand, Luo Hong, just a few true spiritual materials, which are not even the top ones.
Speaking of true spirits, Luo Hong couldn't help but think of the five colorful feathers in the treasure bag.
According to the plan of the ancestors of the five Wushan families, these five colored feathers are to be used to refine the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure after they are elevated to spiritual level.
Luo Hong originally wanted to do this. After all, the power of the colorful rays of light is very gratifying. Once it is successfully refined, it will definitely become one of his most powerful trump cards.
But while traveling in the Black Territory, Luo Hong saw an illusion of the true form of the colorful peacock, and afterwards he recognized that the five colorful feathers were from the colorful peacock.
As a kind of true spirit of heaven and earth, although the colorful peacock looks beautiful, it is actually extremely ferocious and is one of the beings that likes to devour immortal cultivators.
Just because it needs to devour massive amounts of Five Elements essences to grow, all the wealthy families in the spiritual world with outstanding Five Elements talents are on its diet.
The relationship between them is an irreconcilable life-and-death enemy, so the owner of the Sky-breaking Spear would not hesitate to destroy a Xuantian treasure and kill it by force.
The colorful peacock's ferocious capital is that it is powerful enough, so Luo Hong naturally wanted to take its bloodline.
After all, he has the feathers of the colorful peacock in his hand, as well as the drop of blood on the head of the Sky-breaking Spear.
Regarding this, Luo Hong once asked Silver Fairy for advice, and she gave an extremely negative answer on the spot.
The colorful feathers did not contain much essence and blood to begin with, but they had been randomly refined, and they had become almost as dead as spiritual materials.
Although the drop of essence and blood on the head of the Potian Spear is pure, its death energy is even stronger. If it is refined, the probability of Luo Hong dying suddenly on the spot is as high as 90%.
Silver Fairy wanted to use these obvious problems to make Luo Hong retreat, but Luo Hong has never been afraid of challenges, and he will not be easily influenced by other people's words.
Whether it can be done or not, you have to do some research to know!
So, after a lot of hard work, Luo Hong discovered that the reason why the drop of colorful peacock's essence and blood could last through eternity without drying up was because it contained a trace of the true soul of the colorful peacock.
Although to this day, this ray of true soul has been so weak that it cannot be found without careful inspection, but as long as it is still alive, Luo Hong has a chance.
In the state of this true soul, all emotions and memories must have been wiped out, but the most basic instincts of living beings must still be retained.
Theoretically speaking, Luo Hong can restore his vitality as long as he provides sufficient five elements essence.
However, this is simply impossible to do in the human world, otherwise he wouldn't have to worry about condensing one yuan of heavy water.
The last ray of true soul of the colorful peacock can no longer sustain it for long, and it cannot wait until Luo Hong ascends before he can think of a solution.
In desperation, Luo Hong could only fuse the drop of blood essence with the five colorful feathers to swallow his own original essence, so that it could exist for another thousand years.
The consequence of this was that Wucai Lingyu's spiritual level plummeted, and Wushan's ancestor's plan was completely ruined.
Nowadays, the colorful feathers that are fused with the blood of the true spirit are placed in the main spirit chamber of Huang Maple Valley by Luo Hong, relying on the high concentration of spiritual energy in them to slow down their own demise as much as possible.
Thinking of this, Luo Hong's thoughts changed and his mind returned to the present moment. The matter of colorful feathers must be dealt with in the spirit world. It is useless to think about it now.
On the other side, Xiang Zhili saw that Luo Hong had been speechless after the investigation, and his brows were furrowed from time to time. He thought that Luo Hong was deducing how to break the blood ban, and he couldn't help but shake his head in his heart.
"The Bloody Blood Restriction of the old ghost of Weeping Blood and the souls of the Fang family monks have become inextricably intertwined, like a piece of flesh and blood growing out of their souls.
Even when I was in my prime, I couldn't eliminate this evil technique. This guy's efforts were all in vain. After all, he was too young and not knowledgeable enough.
Come to think of it, his strength is far from those of the veteran late Nascent Soul monks."
Just when Xiang Zhili made this interpretation, Luo Hong's voice sounded in his ears again.
"Senior Brother Xiang, you and I might as well make a deal.
Is it okay for Luo to exchange the information in the souls of those Fang family monks for the information you know?"
"Huh? Is it possible that Junior Brother Luo is confident about searching the souls of those Fang family monks?"
Xiang Zhili suddenly said in surprise.
"Hehe, Luo is confident enough in the way of soul. What do you think of me, senior brother?"
The corners of Luo Hong's lips curled up slightly, silently deciding the fate of those Fang family monks.
This guy seems to be a really specialized monk. Don't underestimate him!
After Xiang Zhili pondered for a breath, he sent a message:
"Yes, as long as you can do it."
As Luo Hong nodded in agreement, he heard Gong Peiwu shout loudly:
"Brother Luo, come here quickly, those people from the Fang family seem to be attacking!"
Hey, it’s really God’s blessing.
Luo Hong secretly thought that when the other party came to Qiao, he would turn around and lean towards him.
At this moment, a purple shadow ignored the formation on the stone mountain and went straight into Luo Hong's sleeves.