The soul flag stands in front of him, and the surrounding evil spirits have been gathered away.
In this battle, the Heavenly Corpse and the Earthly Corpse of the Corpse Demon Sect were killed. Both of them were at the peak of the Golden Core. Among them, the Heavenly Corpse Master was still in the realm of false infants.
With these two great yin gods, Tu Shanjun obviously feels that his strength has increased a lot.
It's a pity that it's not enough to support him to break through.
After smelting the evil spirits of both good and evil spirits, six golden elixir master Yin gods were obtained, and more than forty foundation Yin gods were obtained. After returning to the treasure gathering building, Tu Shanjun took out the Yin gods sealed in the formation and threw them into the soul flags.
The remaining two are the golden elixir masters who died in the battle of Zhengdao.
Tu Shanjun found Ziyang Zhenren and asked him to inform the other sect to exchange the evil spirits for their Yinshen, which was considered a favor and allowed them to return to the sect.
The Golden Elixir Yin Shen can turn into a ghost and then reshape the physical body and resurrect, or find a person who has recently died with an intact body and take the body to be reborn. No matter which way it is, it is still alive, at least it is more reliable than reincarnation and rebirth.
In the past few years in Yangcheng, the soul banner has saved more than 200,000 ghosts and evil souls by taking advantage of both good and evil spirits. Although most of them have not entered the rank, in fact, as long as they accumulate enough, they will also make Tushanjun's strength stronger.
get promoted.
Whether it is a quantitative change or a qualitative change, it is very important to the soul banner.
The first twenty treasures left in the Treasure Building were only exchanged for two. These two were still cultivation elixirs. They were not as important to monks of the same level as the previous ones, so they were put away easily.
Unless a long time passes, elixirs generally do not deteriorate.
The magic weapons and miscellaneous objects that he held in his hands also gained something in this auction at the Treasure Jue Pavilion. Tu Shanjun did not feel it was a pity that he could not use the magic weapons.
If it is a top-quality magic weapon and has good characteristics, it can still be retained, like the white luan fan that can break the formation. Other magic weapons are of little use to the Nascent Soul Lord.
All the weapons used in this level of fighting are spiritual treasures. Without spiritual treasures to rely on, one would naturally be a dwarf.
Tushanjun looked at Sanhu who was protecting the law beside him.
Sanhu was wearing a spiritual treasure, and he received another gift from the Heavenly Corpse Master to prevent him from taking the initiative to attack the Corpse Demon Sect, a spiritual treasure-suppressing corpse ruler.
Including the soul flag of his body, he already had three spiritual treasures in his hands.
Of course, the Three Tigers themselves can actually be considered as half of the spiritual treasures, Tushanjun did not include them.
First, he sealed the magical jade slip given to him by Dunyi.
Who knows what that lunatic’s plan is. It’s better not to learn the magical powers here, lest you fall into the trap again. Even if you want to learn them, it’s not now.
He threw the jade slip into the soul flag, and then took out the golden jade slip given to him by Master Tianshi. The jade slip recorded the core inheritance of corpse refining of the Corpse Demon Sect, a volume of true skills "Refining True Qi of Corpse Demon", and two incomplete magical powers.
Door.
They are respectively, ‘incorruptible bones’ and ‘immortal corpses’.
There are thirty-seven volumes of exercises annotated by later generations, and one hundred and fifty-four derived magic formulas. It should be said that it is the most complete set of exercises and magical powers in the Xiaohuang region that can teach people to refine the Nascent Soul Corpse.
The Corpse Demon Sect lacks magical treasures, so it has been unable to refine the Corpse Demon again. It can only use the parts of the Corpse Demon Sect and use the original ancient treasure to restore its strength to 70-80% of its former strength.
Tu Shanjun looked through it and threw the golden jade slip into the soul flag. He was not interested in refining corpses and agreed to the conditions of Master Tianzhi because he wanted to restrain the bodies of the three tigers for burial.
"The risk of stripping the soul is extremely high. If you are not careful, you will lose your soul. Because of the intertwined relationship with the spirit of the corpse demon, the soul of the three tigers is equivalent to being assimilated and nourished, and even if it is stripped out now, it will not be complete." Tu Shanjun sighed faintly.
Such a big risk, even if you give him the correct method, he is not sure to use it.
Unless the soul flags are used to drag out the souls of the three tigers, it is not known whether the spirit of the zombies will still exist at that time, but one thing is certain that such a result will not be much better.
The magical power of corpse refining is useless, but the real skill scroll can be used as a reference.
Regardless of the level of those exercises, they are still essentially for practicing Qi.
A large number of exercises have more or less different characteristics. For example, practicing the Fire Infusion Sutra will help you learn fire-type magic spells and magical powers faster, and the seals of the same attribute will be more powerful.
There are also some exercises with different effects, which can improve physical fitness, widen the meridians, and provide better routes for moving Qi.
What's more, it can also condense one's own bloodline.
He had heard Old Monster Jing say these things. The bloodlines of those great monks who were accomplished in magical powers were naturally different from ordinary people, and their descendants would inherit the bloodline and walk more smoothly on the path of cultivation.
He has no magic power and does not need the exercises to help him practice his qi, so he can just learn a thing or two from them without practicing.
The practice of Kung Fu is open to all rivers. Tu Shanjun will not let go of the opportunity to get a glimpse of the inheritance of a large number of true Kung Fu, and he can also prepare for the compilation of Kung Fu in the future.
He has benefited a lot from the Corpse Demon Sect's martial arts and magical powers.
Next comes the highlight.
He used his little remaining magic power to draw out the blood jade gourd that penetrated into his sea of consciousness.
The gourd seemed real and illusory, and it truly became solid when it appeared in Tushanjun's hands.
Unlike the jade slips used to pass down the skills, the inside of the gourd is engraved with incomprehensible characters, so densely packed that I don’t even know where they start, and I don’t know where they end.
After refining the blood jade gourd in his hand, Tushanjun discovered that there was an aura inside the gourd, and as the aura condensed, a drop of spiritual liquid appeared.
The bright red color does not look like a natural treasure, but rather like the blood of some living creature.
Tu Shanjun frowned. There was no way to explain this. He didn't understand the efficacy of the gourd at all. The words in the seal carving seemed familiar, but he couldn't recognize what they were when he looked carefully.
The only thing I can think of is the half copper lamp inlaid on the head of the three demon ghosts in Beiluo Mountain.
The spiritual liquid condensed in the copper cup has similar effects to the elixir-forming spiritual objects. If he expected it to be true, the blood from which the blood jade gourd was born is not a mortal thing.
Otherwise, with the resources of the Xiaohuang Realm, it would be impossible to raise a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul. The only explanation is that she holds a treasure similar to the Soul Flag Yinhun Pill in her hand, which can improve her own cultivation.
The woman also said that the inheritance of Lingmo Sect was all here, and she didn't want Dun to throw it to Tu Shanjun, the only one present who had a chance to keep the treasure as soon as he got it.
"The inheritance is here, but it's a pity that I don't recognize the words..." Tu Shanjun turned over the gourd in his hand and carefully recalled the words he saw on the copper cup. One of the words matched the one on the blood jade gourd.
"Is the copper cup an imitation? Are the three demons and ghosts in Beiluoshan also experimental products?"
"That's all."
He did not hesitate too much and took the blood jade gourd back to the sea of consciousness. This treasure was not like an ordinary object. Tushanjun did not have deep knowledge of weapon refining and could not figure out the secret behind it.
Seriously speaking, the blood jade gourd is very similar to the white circle around the demon's neck. They are both unknown treasures. Maybe after he studies the three magical powers of the Spirit Demon Sect, he can understand the meaning in the gourd.
Word.
"Yuan Shengming Demon?"
He secretly wrote down this information, which he didn't know whether it was a name or a name, so he could check it out along the way. He only wrote it down after hearing what Yanfu Guangying from the inheritance place said, and it should have something to do with the Lingmo Sect.
Calculating the remaining mana of the Demonic Blood Essence, the Demonic Health Pill is only about the size of a mung bean, and the mana of the Dantian is still about 60%, which can at most support him in a full-power fight.
Then eliminate the small half of alchemy.
In this way, there is no shortage of mana.
He decided to take Sanhu back with him. With True Lord Yuanying's escape speed, it wouldn't take long to return to Xiaolingzhou. With this amount of money being spent on Lord Tushan, there was no need to be stingy.
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Xiaolingzhou.
Beam.
It's not yet dusk.
The wind blew up, and thousands of maple leaves swirled in the sky, intertwining like fire and clouds.
Since the curfew was lifted, Liangdu has become more prosperous than before. In the evening, the rowboats and boats are brightly lit and floating on the rivers passing through the capital. They are crowded near and far, forming a new market.
This 'street market' not only has brothels and boats, but also actors, operas, dance music...acrobatics gathered together, here they are performing climbing swords and mountains and descending oil pans, and there are fire breathing, qigong, and chest-breaking performances.
The danger of big rocks.
Every time I got into danger, people around me, whether on the boat, on the shore, or upstairs, were all exclaiming and sighing at the wonderful scene. Their hearts were beating loudly in their chests. There was a girl singing auspicious words with a dustpan over there.
Not sure if it was the emotion or the atmosphere, or whether they were really impressed by the performance, they all took out coins and broken pieces of silver and threw them over to reward them.
The young man who was holding a beautiful woman in his arms was sitting on the boat in the high pavilion. Out of boredom, he grabbed a handful of broken silver coins and threw them out, yawning at the same time.
The very beautiful Mei Ji beside her smiled and said, "Young Master Wen is really generous."
The young master, who was called Mr. Wen, sighed: "I still have a little money now. The old man doesn't care about my travels these days. He said he has relatives coming."
"Which relative deserves to be treated so seriously by the Marquis?"
"It's..., I'm telling you." The man known as Mr. Wen stood up, pulled himself together and said sadly: "I've only been happy for a few days, and it's hard to go home and be taken care of again.
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"Master, I'm so angry, why are you still hiding here?"
The guards at the door rushed in hurriedly. Although they were all dressed in coarse clothes, they had a fierce aura like veterans who had been fighting for a long time, frightening the warblers in the pavilion like quails.
"Go right now."
"I'm going back now, let my dad..."
Before Mr. Wen could finish speaking, he was already lifted up. Two sturdy men helped him onto the carriage, followed closely by the group of fierce warriors, who exited the pavilion and painted boat like a tide.
…
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard a stern roar: "You evildoer, you still know how to come back dead!"
"Isn't it just a relative returning..."
"I'm kissing your mother. It's the ancestor of the family who has come back. Haven't you always wanted to be an immortal master? The ancestor is back. You can talk about it yourself. I'll see if you can lick your face and smell of alcohol.
go."
"Ancestor?"
"Master?"
Mr. Wen was stunned for a moment and shouted in shock: "Dad, is the eldest master back?"