Different from spiritual energy, the vitality of demonic energy can only be found in some magical weapons, spiritual materials, and spiritual elixirs of the devil's path.
As the saying goes, immortals and demons are incompatible!
Qingya City is one of the thirty-six spiritual islands and belongs to the Immortal Sect. Logically speaking, in the territory of Qingya City, under normal circumstances, there will be no demonic energy.
Of course, there is no guarantee that sometimes, a disciple will accidentally obtain some magic weapon or something like that after killing a demonic monk.
This kind of thing is actually quite valuable, but on the surface it is inconvenient to spread, and it is usually only traded with each other in secret.
This wisp of demonic energy is very weak and difficult for ordinary monks to detect, but it is exceptionally pure and exudes a cold and cold energy. Even Monk Wuding has never seen it in some golden elixir demon cultivators.
Such pure magic.
This is rather weird.
Either, there may be a demonic spiritual object or magic weapon hidden in this jar. Or, there may be a demon hidden in it!
Seeing Li Yu's reaction, Monk Wuding smiled and said:
"Brother Yujing seems to have noticed it too."
Li Yu nodded lightly. Not only did he notice it, but he even faintly sensed a crisis. His crystal clear Taoist heart seemed to be blooming with pure spiritual light at this moment, swaying like a candle in the wind.
This was clearly a warning to him.
In Li Yu's view, this situation is undoubtedly quite incredible.
With his current cultivation and magical powers, it is difficult for the Golden Core monks to pose any threat to him, even the true disciples from those ancient religions. Only the powerful Yinshen can threaten his ability.
Moreover, in Li Yu's perception, this threat does not come from the jar in front of him, but from all directions.
It was precisely when he saw this jar, or felt a wisp of demonic energy in the jar, that he had this sense of crisis.
The two looked at each other and arrived at the stall.
The stall owner is a gray-haired little old man, short in stature and with a round face. He is introducing a piece of ore in his hand to a customer with his hands folded, and spits flying: "This Taoist friend has great eyesight, you can see clearly, this piece of ore is
Although the deep-sea cold iron is not big, its color is iron-green and there are natural wavy patterns on it, which shows that it is a high-quality deep-sea cold iron, enough to be used to refine middle-grade or even high-grade spiritual weapons!"
"Furthermore, the spiritual material of Deep Sea Cold Iron is tough and hard. It is one of the most suitable materials for carrying restrictions. It is most suitable to be used as the main material for refining weapons."
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I heard that you have made great progress recently and the original spiritual weapon is no longer suitable for use. You can buy this piece of deep sea cold iron and then refine a spiritual weapon suitable for your own skills and magical powers!
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The little old man spoke eloquently and enthusiastically, and his words directly touched the heart of the guest, making him very excited. Just as he was about to say something, he turned around and saw Li Yu and Monk Wu Ding walking towards him. His expression changed.
He changed slightly and hurriedly turned sideways to make way for the two of them.
Li Yu and Monk Wu Ding did not deliberately reveal their cultivation, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that although the aura of these two people is hidden, it is difficult to see the depth of the two if you look carefully. Anyone with a little experience
As a person, you can tell at a glance that these two people are definitely not ordinary monks, at least they are Taoist monks.
Facing such a person, an ordinary outsider cultivator would never be able to afford to offend him.
"It turns out they are two seniors. What do you two need?"
The little old man also noticed Li Yu and the two of them. When he saw the two approaching, he immediately smiled: "Little old man, there are not many things here, and they are not very high-quality. If there is anything you like, you two seniors can just use it."
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The spiritual world is very realistic.
In the world of spiritual practice, a monk's status mainly depends on his personal identity and cultivation, especially the latter.
With enough strength, you will gain the respect and awe of others.
Therefore, the little old man's reaction was normal, very attentive and enthusiastic, and could even be called flattery.
But no one around the passers-by thought it was abnormal.
In front of high-level monks, low-level monks have no right to say anything and can only obey. If there is any disrespect, it is not surprising that they will be killed in the street.
"How did you get this jar?"
Li Yu pointed to the jar on his stall and asked directly.
He did not act rashly. Although he did not come into contact with it, he had a certain degree of confidence and could confirm that there was definitely something wrong with the jar!
The little old man was startled when he heard this and glanced at the jar. He seemed a little confused as to why Li Yu would be interested in an ordinary thing. Then he said respectfully: "Senior, this jar is made of yellow turbid spiritual mud. It's not that good."
This thing was accidentally obtained by the little old man from a long-abandoned ruins on the seabed. If you are interested, senior, just take it."
While the little old man was talking, Li Yu's thoughts and eyes fell on him, observing his every move, even his eyes, the expression on his face, and the subtle fluctuations in his mind.
But unfortunately, the little old man didn't have any abnormal reaction when he spoke.
This made Li Yu puzzled. His eyes fell on the little old man, making him tremble slightly, and he had a vague feeling that he was being stared at by a terrifying existence.
As for the guest next to him, he was originally more interested in the deep-sea cold iron in the little old man's hand, but he seemed to notice something unusual and turned around silently and left.
Li Yu ignored the person next to him and said calmly:
"Okay, I want this."
As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and a small sword energy burst out and struck the jar like a snake.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the jar shattered, and at the same time, a plume of black smoke rose from it and shot straight into the sky.
Li Yu frowned. He reacted very quickly. With a flick of his finger, another wisp of sword energy flew out and struck hard at the wisp of black smoke.
However, this wisp of black smoke seems fragile, as if it can be easily blown away by a breeze, but in fact it is extremely tough. Even if Li Yu's sword energy is a top-quality spiritual weapon, it will be chopped into pieces by him, but it can be chopped in this
There was a wisp of black smoke, but it only caused it to flicker violently, and then returned to the original state.
At the same time, this wisp of black smoke grew rapidly, and almost instantly, it turned from the thickness of a hair into a black light pillar with a radius of several feet, reaching straight into the sky.
A small gray flag loomed out of it, exuding a terrifying aura.
Cold, cold, domineering, fierce, cruel
At the same time, a strange roar could be heard faintly, causing many monks to feel frightened and feel inexplicable pressure.
The black beam of light itself emitted a monstrous amount of demonic energy, rapidly spreading in all directions.
This movement immediately alarmed many people, and many escaping lights rose from the city and rushed towards this direction.