In the sky, above Niu Xiaosheng's head was a bronze bell that was emitting light and with layers of runes flowing around it, and he was speeding forward with three carriages.
That sound wave was emitted from the bronze bell. Every time it rang, the surrounding monsters would fall to the ground, temporarily losing consciousness and unable to move.
This bronze bell was originally a high-quality magic weapon that Huo Lei bought from the Yinxu auction. Later, it fell into the hands of Niu Xiaosheng. He simply recognized the owner with a drop of blood, so he could not exert the full power of the magic weapon, so he could only make limited use of it around him.
The monsters within the range will temporarily lose consciousness, instead of destroying their monster souls.
But even just like this, the pressure on the people who broke out below was greatly reduced, and expressions of surprise appeared on their faces. Then they suddenly used all their strength to follow Niu Xiaosheng's carriage and charge forward.
"Brother Yan, if you have such a treasure, why didn't you take it out earlier?"
Yi Wuming became more energetic and swung the spear in his hand faster. Dots of starlight spread all around, piercing through some fish that had slipped through the net and rushed over during the interval between the bells.
"Used it too early, not enough soul power!"
Niu Xiaosheng replied, "I can't say that I didn't think of it for a while, I forgot about it, but controlling high-grade magic weapons does consume a lot of soul power. If I hadn't been promoted to the day travel realm, it would be too much."
"This should be a high-quality magic weapon. As expected of a disciple of the sect, he is really rich."
There was a trace of envy in Miao Honglian's eyes, "It's a pity that the training time is too short and the power of the magic weapon cannot be fully exerted."
As she spoke, she tied the red ribbon in her hand.
When the soul power was infused, the ribbon was covered with a layer of red light and quickly wrapped around a low-level demon bird. As the ribbon tightened, it was directly inserted into the flesh and blood, and the demonic beast was immediately strangled.
After absorbing the blood of the demon bird, the color of the ribbon suddenly becomes more brilliant. The magic weapon can improve its own spirituality and power by continuously killing monsters, and then the blacksmith can help upgrade its level by finding suitable materials.
In order to enhance the spirituality of the ribbon, Miao Honglian actually soaked it in demon blood and used demon souls to enhance the spirituality of the instrument. She spent a lot of money and time, and finally made the ribbon close to the edge of a mid-grade magic weapon. The next step is to find a suitable one.
Materials, let the blacksmith add them, and the ribbon can be upgraded to a higher quality.
But after seeing the bronze bell, she suddenly felt that the silk scarf in her hand no longer smelled good.
This silk scarf is a low-grade magic weapon. It was a gift given to her by her father when she had just broken through to the three realms of controlling objects. It only has two levels of prohibitions, namely [Telescopic] and [Strangulation], which cost a lot of money.
It took six years to cultivate it to a level close to mid-level. I don’t know how many years it will take to reach a high-level.
"Red Lotus, isn't it a high-grade magic weapon? I'll give it to you."
Yi Wuming saw the envy in Miao Honglian's eyes, rolled his eyes and said.
"You? Forget it."
Miao Honglian disagreed. Regarding Yi Wuming's understanding, she considered herself second, and no one dared to admit that she was first.
Ever since I met this guy, he has never had more than ten cents in his pocket. This does not mean that he cannot make money. It is very easy for a warrior in the Four Realms to make money, but it is that he cannot save money at all. Every time he has some money in his hand,
Either it was used to hook fences or it was used to do good deeds. Therefore, it was also known as the "Ren Spear" in the Wanjian Villa area.
"I'm serious, but if I give you a high-quality magic weapon, in exchange, you give me the antidote."
"No way, you will never leave my Wuzhishan in this life, just accept your fate."
Miao Honglian's face turned cold and she hummed.
"What do you like about me? Can't I change it?"
Yi Wuming had a grimace on his face. He called himself a prodigal, like a breeze that would not stop for anyone.
"I like this place of yours, why don't you cut it off!"
Miao Honglian sneered.
Yi Wuming immediately shut his mouth and began to concentrate on killing monsters.
With the help of Bronze Bell, Niu Xiaosheng successfully broke out of the encirclement with his carriage.
The demon clan in the sky looked at Niu Xiaosheng's quickly retreating shadow, recalled the chasing demon beasts, and then fled into the mountain forest with the people below and the surrendered warriors. Except for some blood stains and the damaged carriage,
Nothing remains on the official path.
"Phew, I'm exhausted."
Niu Xiaosheng put the carriage on the ground and exhaled heavily. Even though his soul power was stronger than that of ordinary soul cultivators in the early stages of the Fourth Realm, he still felt strenuous at this time.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, brave man. I would like to thank Falcon. May I ask your surname?"
The big man who wielded the double sword brought several people over to thank Niu Xiaosheng. If the other party hadn't used a magic weapon to stun the monsters just now, he would not have been able to rescue his family from the carriage.
"Yan Chixia, the First Palace of Dao, just did it casually. It's your luck to be able to escape."
Niu Xiaosheng did not take all the credit.
Xie Falcon, a man with two swords, suddenly showed a look of respect, "Taoist Master Yan, you are humble. Without you to block most of the monsters, all of us would have died there. My father asked me to bring this as a gift to Taoist Priest.
There is a Taoist book inside, I hope the Taoist Master will not refuse."
As he spoke, he handed over a wooden box in his hand.
When Niu Xiaosheng heard the word Taoism, his eyes suddenly lit up. How could it be such a coincidence that someone would give him a pillow as soon as he dozed off? However, he would not refuse the Taoism that came to his door, so he reached out and took it.
"Thank you very much."
"I don't dare, I don't dare. This thing can only play its role in the hands of the Taoist priest. It's useless for us to hold it."
After Xie Falcon saw the box under Niu Xiaosheng's hand, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "I wonder where the Taoist Master is going?"
"I came down the mountain this time because I was entrusted by my junior brother to escort his relatives back to the mountain. Naturally, I have to return to the Dao First Palace."
"The relationship is good. We are also going to Fucheng. If we take the official road, we will be on the same road. We will travel together soon and we can help each other on the way."
"It's not impossible. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up. We're in a hurry and can't slow down."
When Xie Falcon heard this, his expression froze, and he often said things like asking the other party to wait for him, so he had to say a few polite words and then returned to his family with an expression on his face.
Not many people were able to break out of the siege this time. Not counting Niu Xiaosheng and the children, there were only about forty people who broke out, and many of them were injured.
"Brother, what did the Taoist priest say? Did he not agree?"
After Xie Falcon returned there, people immediately gathered around him and asked.
"The Taoist Master didn't refuse, but we're afraid we won't be able to keep up with them."
Xie Falcon shook his head. There were more than ten people here. Although except for the four children, the others were all warriors, it was simply impossible to catch up with the soul cultivator flying in the sky on two legs.