Just do what you think of, and for some reason, the Yaksha Sect has not yet attacked. Xu Dao must seize the time to increase his strength to cope with the Yaksha Sect's next counterattack.
He sat on the dragon's head in the posture of a yin god, thinking flashed in his eyes, but he did not immediately start to refine the blood-red eyeballs into the white bone fork.
Instead, he repeatedly calculated in his mind the specific method of execution.
After all, this move is not purely about turning the eyeball into soul power and swallowing it according to "Three Yin White Bone Cross", but trying to combine the two with each other, which is similar to fusing two magic weapons into one and modifying the spell.
Fortunately, Xu Dao is "amazingly talented". He has learned many kinds of magic since he started practicing Taoism. His understanding of magic is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Moreover, he has tried to summarize the skills by himself before, so he thought When I got up, it was not that I had no clue.
Instead, various ideas appeared in his mind, each with its own merits, making it difficult for him to make a decision for a while.
After hesitating for a moment, Xu Dao had a certain thought in his mind: "If you want to do more, just blend the two together first."
After he finished speaking, his Yin Shen patted his physical body, and dense electric light surged out of it, condensing into a small pool of thunder and fire.
Xu Dao no longer hesitated and directly threw the white bone fork and bloody eyeball in his hand.
Refining alchemy requires an alchemy furnace, but after a period of practice, he found that polishing things with the thunder and fire energy of his body was far better than those miscellaneous alchemy furnaces in his hands.
Moreover, the White Bone Fork grew from his Yin God after all. It was just an idea, and it seemed more appropriate to use his own body as a furnace to cook it.
In this way, Xu Dao focused on three things. He not only controlled the physical body and the Yinshen, but also examined the smelting process from the perspective of the Bone Cross.
To his surprise, he originally thought that fusing the blood-colored eyeballs and the white bone cross would be quite a difficult task. But what he didn't expect was that the two would stick together impatiently.
The blood-red eyeball ran up on its own and landed on the bottom of the three pointed corners of the white bone fork. The surface was filled with blood. It hugged the fork tightly and refused to let go, trying desperately to squeeze into the inside of the white bone fork.
Xu Dao's thought of placing it in the white bone fork also conveyed a greedy desire to swallow the blood-colored eyeball into his own body.
Just like dry firewood and a raging fire, a woman resents her husband and wants to melt the other into their own bodies.
But then a problem arose. The two refused to admit defeat. There was still a strange will in the blood-red eyeballs, which immediately began to corrode Xu Dao's thoughts. Even his main body's mind was shaken by it, and distracting thoughts suddenly rose. And rise.
The eyeball is the essence of the one-eyed ghost body. The remaining will and demonic thoughts in it are far more than the ghost energy. Wave after wave wants to overwhelm Xu Dao's mind.
But Xu Dao had already suffered this kind of loss when he was building the foundation, how could he be blocked by such an obstacle again.
He snorted coldly, and the thirty or so magic symbols in his mind vibrated together, instantly suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind. At the same time, they fell on the white bone fork, poured into the blood-red eyeballs, and suppressed them fiercely.
The blood-colored eyeballs suddenly swelled, and the pupils shrank suddenly, as if something had pierced the body, and they shook violently.
Xu Dao took advantage of the victory and pursued it. It controlled the spells, cleaning out the remaining will in the eyeballs over and over again, and tried its best to put its own mark on it.
The runes on the surface of the white bone fork slowly extend into the eyeball, completely fixing it, and trying to refine it into the shape you want.
Xu Dao was working hard at refining when he suddenly heard a scream.
ah!
A trace of black energy came from the eyes, and there was a voice: "What a ruthless Taoist priest!"
This sound sounded familiar to Xu Dao. He was slightly startled and blurted out:
"Dumu! Old ghost, are you still alive?"
This voice was none other than the voice of the one-eyed Taoist priest.
It turned out that after the ghost body of the one-eyed Taoist priest was smashed into pieces by Xu Dao, a trace of his soul escaped into the bloody eyeball.
At that time, it was about to abandon the car to save the commander and escape, but because the cuttlefish flying sword moved too fast, Dumu had no time to completely cut off the ghost body, and the eyeball was caught by the cuttlefish sword.
It wasn't until the flying sword returned to Xu Dao that the single-eyed Taoist priest realized that it was Xu Dao who "killed" it, not the toad Taoist priest or the gecko Taoist priest.
What's even more unfortunate is that after it fell into the hands of Xu Dao, because Xu Dao was worried that the eyeball would be noticed by a toad or a gecko, he did not choose to put it away with a jade box or a fly banner, but ordered the cuttlefish sword to wrap it up to build the foundation.
The magical weapon suppressed him, making the one-eyed Taoist priest lose the chance to sneak away.
There is no other way. The one-eyed Taoist priest can only hide his remaining soul deep in his blood eyes, pretend that he is dead, and then look for opportunities to escape.
But who knew that in just one night, Xu Dao would refine his eyeballs in a quiet room, without giving the other party any chance to breathe.
Xu Dao didn't know what happened above. Instead, he marveled in his heart that the Yin Shen Taoist priest was really difficult to kill, and that the one-eyed Taoist priest was very capable of pretending to be dead to save his life.
The opponent was hidden in the eyeball. He checked it several times but failed to detect it. He had to refine it before its remaining soul jumped out.
Thinking of this, Xu Dao was even more frightened.
If he keeps this thing in his hand for a little longer, the other person may have the opportunity to fly away, or even harm him secretly.
But despite being frightened, Xu Dao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder no Taoist priests have been sent from the direction of Yaksha Gate, only a few hundred miles away. It turns out that Dumu is not dead at all."
This made Xu Dao start to worry about whether he should postpone the refining and procrastinate for more time, so that he could spend more time practicing and deal with the upcoming attack of Yaksha Sect.
But after careful consideration, he gave up this plan.
He has raised the formation of the ghost market in Jiangcheng. Although it prevents the people in the city from reporting to the Yaksha Gate, Jiangcheng is so big that the area covered by the ghost market is only a small corner. There are many mortals living outside the ghost market, and even
There are also Taoists living together.
Such a formation will definitely get into the eyes of the Yaksha Gate, causing Taoist priests to fly in, and the delay will not last long.
On the contrary, Xu Dao should also get rid of the one-eyed Taoist priest as soon as possible, so as not to give the opponent a chance to plot against him when the Yaksha Gate attacks.
There was a scream in the quiet room: "Thunder Messenger has worked so hard to hide it from me, but the messenger has already reached the foundation-building realm, and he is also a person who is rumored to be both immortal and martial arts cultivator."
It was the one-eyed Taoist priest who was speaking. The other person came back to his senses from the fright and severe pain, and quickly spoke out, hoping to save his own life:
"As long as the Messenger of Thunder spares my life, I will definitely obey the Messenger's requests from now on..."
But it didn't know that its first sentence had already made Xu Dao's murderous intention even stronger, and he couldn't stop it.
Although he had the intention to kill the opponent immediately, but in line with the principle of using waste, Xu Dao still smiled lightly and asked tentatively: "In this case, Taoist Dumu, can you tell me the foundation-building Taoist method in your hand?"
Let me listen and allow Lei to understand and understand."
"If fellow Taoist don't bully me, I will definitely consider letting you go."
Xu Daoben just asked casually and didn't expect the other party to respond immediately. But who knew that the single-eyed remnant soul heard it and answered in one breath:
"Okay! Don't regret it, messenger!"
Xu Dao's face was slightly startled, but he was immediately overjoyed. He put down the method of questioning that he was thinking about and said, "Fellow Taoist Dumu, please speak."
The Taoist priest was in prison, with only a trace of his soul left. He lamented several times and "honestly" began to reveal to Xu Dao the foundation-building techniques he had practiced.
There was a burst of strange and awkward scriptures in the quiet room. Xu Dao listened attentively, feeling dizzy and excited.
Immortal monks build the foundation, plant spiritual roots in the Yin God, and then follow the exercises to cultivate the Yin God into various magical bodies, breaking through the upper limit of the human soul, and possessing great power, which is weird.
The Taoist priests in the Yaksha sect practice a body called "Yin ghost body", which can create six types of ghosts. The one-eyed Taoist priests practice one of them - the blood-eyed Yin ghost body.
There are five other Taoist priests in the Yaksha Gate, and the Dharma bodies they practice are ear, nose, tongue, body, mind, and the other five ghost bodies.
As for the techniques above the Ligen realm, such as condensing evil spirits and refining Gang, the one-eyed Taoist priest himself has not yet acquired them, so he cannot tell them to Xu Dao.
But even so, Xu Dao was still extremely surprised after obtaining this method.
He silently recited the "Blood Eyed Ghost Technique" in his heart, and suddenly realized that the method was mysterious and the principles were wise. It was worthy of being a foundation-building technique.
After writing down this method, Xu Dao calmly began to ask Dumu Taoist about other things.
Time passed, and while he was asking questions, the formation in the quiet room suddenly moved, and a message came.
After receiving the message, Xu Dao frowned. There was chaos in the city, Taoist disciples gathered, and Chen Wan and others were asking him to come out and solve the problem.
After thinking about it for a moment, Xu Dao ignored it, but calmed down and began to talk carefully with Du Mu again, continuing to drain the contents of the other person's head.
Because time was tight, Xu Dao only asked important things and then stopped talking.
The blood-colored eyes blinked on the white bones, and the single-eyed voice came from it: "It's time for the messenger to let me go."
After looking at his eyes, Xu Dao said: "There is no hurry." He waved his hand, and the cuttlefish sword swung up and sealed it again.
Xu Dao then took out an unmarked urn from his body and silently wrote on it the magic formula he had learned from the Taoist priest.
After acquiring a skill, it is natural to test whether it is true or false, lest the other person has hidden evil intentions and causes him to become possessed and destroy his foundation after practicing.
Xu Faye has no other means but is good at practicing and identifying skills.
He wrote the "Blood-Eyed Yin Ghost Technique" intact on the uncharacterized urn, and then burned it with fire. As a result, the words on the uncharacterized urn flew out, scattered, shapeless, and contradicted each other.
Seeing this scene, Xu Dao sneered in his heart, and immediately knew that there were contradictions or even mistakes in the magic formula spoken by Dumu.
He put away the treasure, released his blood-red eyes, and said solemnly: "Why did fellow Taoist One-eyed fellow lie to me? Is it because he is not afraid of death?"
"How could it be..." When Dumu Canhun heard this, his blood-red eyes blinked fiercely, and he secretly wondered if Xu Dao was deceiving him.
But before it finished speaking, severe pain struck, and the one-eyed Taoist howled miserably, shouting in horror: "Fellow Taoist, spare your life!"
Xu Dao looked coldly and continued to use spells to polish the bloody eyeballs. He also picked up the cruel method, tortured and interrogated the single-eyed remnant soul, in order to pry open the opponent's mouth.
The screams continued to sound in the quiet room, which was terrifying.
"Master Tao, spare me!" Under the threat of life and death, Du Mu cried and screamed, completely losing his demeanor as a Taoist priest.
After some questioning, humiliation, and intimidation, Dumu retold "The Art of Blood-Eyed Ghosts", and the truths in many parts became smoother.
But what made Xu Dao speechless was that he checked again with the unmarked urn, and the newly obtained magic formula was still scattered and shapeless.
After several tortures, Dumu's "Blood Eyed Ghost Technique" became more perfect, and finally reached the point where not a single word could be replaced.
Xu Dao checked it with an unmarked box and found that the words were finally not scattered, allowing him to understand the technique, which made him relieved.
Just one technique cost Xu Dao a lot of effort. He was too lazy to ask for the complete content of the other less important techniques, and he didn't have much time to spend with the opponent now.
Xu Dao calmed down and sorted out whether there were any important things he had not asked.
After a moment of respite, the tortured One-Eyed Remnant Soul spoke out, begging him for a way out in a low voice.
"Thunder, the messenger of thunder, Xiao Dao has already known everything, and I hope that the messenger can spare me."
"Bah!" Xu Dao sneered. Hearing its words, Xu Dao lowered his eyes and said impatiently: "Noisy."
Immediately, the magic power on his body surged, and the energy of thunder and fire surged up, and he once again used cruel methods to cleanse the remaining souls in the blood-colored eyes.
"Ah! No, no!" screamed.
Not long after, Xu Dao completely destroyed the remaining soul of the one-eyed Taoist priest, causing him to die completely.
The moment when the remaining soul of the Taoist priest is annihilated.
In a huge mass grave hundreds of miles away, a one-eyed ghost statue in the ground suddenly dimmed, cracked open, its head was broken, and blood and tears oozed from its single eye.
The Yaksha disciples in the temple were stunned. One by one, they were all trembling. It took a long time before they cried out: "Master, the statue of the master has collapsed!"
The news spread quickly, everyone was shocked, and all the ghosts came to life.
The faces of those Taoist disciples who had already received the news from Jiangcheng but did not believe it all became even paler.
Xu Road this way.
After sorting out the harvest, he didn't hesitate for long before he started refining his "Ghost Eye Cha" again. He looked calm and calm, as if what he had just killed was not a Taoist priest, but just an insect.
In fact, it is not difficult to destroy the remnant soul of the one-eyed Taoist priest.
The opponent is already a wisp of remnant soul, with only a little bit of intelligence left, and cannot even fight back before death. The remnant soul does not have a back-up plan at the level of golden elixirs, ghosts and gods. It is just that it is hidden too deep and is difficult to be discovered.
This time, the blood-colored eyeball is completely clean, and there is no residual soul inside to hinder it.
Xu Dao also had the "Blood Eyed Ghost Technique" as a reference. He spent a lot of effort and really melted the blood-colored eyes onto the white bone fork.
The two merge into one, like a magical weapon but not a legal weapon, and like a spiritual root but not a spiritual root, which is quite mysterious.