The blood elixir seemed to emit a burst of light, and at the same time there was a burst of energy vibration, as if gunpowder exploded.
The woman screamed in pain, took a few steps back, clutched her right hand tightly with her left hand, and looked horrified.
The blood pill returned to the air lightly, then drew an arc in the air and disappeared into the night sky.
The woman looked at her right hand with lingering fear, only to see a bright red patch of pain on her palm, and her entire right hand almost lost consciousness. Apparently, with a single blow of the blood pill, the woman's spell was defeated and she left calmly.
"This is the blood pill that Master mentioned. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. It seemed to repel me effortlessly. Whose hand is it?" The woman said in a deep voice, then raised her head to look at the dark night sky.
After watching for a moment, but with no clue, the woman turned around, assumed a pose, and soon flew into the sky and disappeared into the night.
But she didn't know that a small Taoist talisman that was invisible to the naked eye had been affixed to her body. As long as she was still within the Lin'an area, Feng Zhou could instantly capture her wherever she flew.
Feng Zhou walked out from behind the tree, stood with his hands behind his hands, felt the gentle night breeze quietly, and smiled slightly: "A blood pill attracts a banshee, interesting, very interesting."
Feng Zhou judged that the woman was a banshee because there could not be any female monks in Lin'an. Even if there were female monks, they would not be able to rashly steal other people's blood pills. Those who have such thoughts can only do so without distinction between good and evil in their hearts.
What a succubus.
In comparison, there are a lot of banshees in Lin'an City.
For example, Li Gongfu's sister-in-law Bai Niangzi.
Now think about it, probably because the Song Dynasty was aristocratic and military, the status of literati was naturally high, so the weak white-faced scholars became the mainstream of aesthetics, and the aesthetics of the human world naturally affected the goblin world, so the goblins also liked them
The weak white-faced scholar.
The most typical one is Nie Xiaoqian. He looks down on other mortals and only likes a weak scholar. It is not without the influence of social environment.
Not only fairies, but immortals as well.
Erlang Shen's sister fell in love with scholar Liu Yanchang.
The apricot tree spirit insists on merging with the Tang monk who sings the right poem.
Lin'an is naturally the place where the most prosperous literary style is. Those female fairies who are greedy for the elegance of the world and like the world of mortals will naturally target the handsome scholars who stay up late to read.
Anyway, I never heard that the female fairy and the little Taoist priest were flirting with each other.
Thinking of this, Feng Zhou glanced at the sky again and thought: "It seems that the blood pill is within a few miles, but we need to investigate its origin."
"It's just that now it seems that this blood pill has returned to the owner's belly. If you want to investigate, you must take a long-term approach."
He thought for a moment, remembered the location, and returned to his manor.
The next day, Li Gongfu led a dozen of his agents, played gongs and drums, and watched the centipede spirit's body paraded through the streets. Then he carried the long worm to Nanping Mountain and handed it over to Feng Zhou on the spot.
Under the gaze of seven or eight thousand onlookers, Feng Zhou left the centipede corpse behind with a smile. At the same time, he felt the admiration of thousands of people and gained a lot of merit power.
That night, Feng Zhou placed the centipede body in the pavilion, took out a jade pendant, and swung out the Taoist Thunder Fire, burning all the internal organs inside, leaving only a two-foot-long centipede skin bag.
"Now that I have entered the middle stage of the Xiantian Stage of Shenxin, it can be said that my spiritual thoughts have been completed. Now that I have this piece of centipede skin, I can cultivate it into a Taoist magic weapon."
Even before he caught the centipede spirit, he had already figured out how to refine what kind of magic weapon.
This centipede spirit has been cultivating for hundreds of years, but has not yet completely cultivated into a human form. In fact, the way of cultivation is different.
Probably because Centipede Jing's elders were rich in experience, they did not let him train his body first, but instead molded the steel and iron bones to lay a solid foundation.
It's a pity that the sea python has too big a goal and attracts too many people's attention. Its rash refining is too high-profile, while refining a small centipede essence won't attract too many people's attention.
After all, compared with destroying the emperor's ship, killing a few children is really not insignificant.
Feng Zhou pulled out his bronze dagger and used Taoist spiritual thoughts to carve out Taoist symbols and magic circles on the extremely hard martial arts outer skin.
In view of the fact that further improvement in cultivation requires a huge amount of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and spiritual energy, it is expected that he will be stagnant in the innate stage of sinking state of mind for a long time, so he plans to create a person who is in line with the innate stage of Taoist monks.
Offensive weapon.
Just like Qiankun Circle Huntian Ling, she focuses on offense.
The attacking magic weapon is different from the magic weapon used to form a formation. It focuses on specialization and has only one function, so its lethality is amazing.
After three days and three nights of sleeplessness, Feng Zhou finished carving the Taoist symbols on the centipede skin. He saw that the two-foot-long centipede skin was covered with dense golden patterns, and these golden threads ran through the entire centipede.
Next comes the final step.
"become!"
The bronze dagger in Feng Zhou's hand swung rapidly, like thunder and lightning.
Suddenly, thunder broke out in the pavilion.
In an instant, the centipede skin glowed brightly, and the two-foot-long skin slowly shrank and became smaller, and finally condensed into a small agate stone, which was embedded in the scabbard of the bronze dagger.
This agate stone is green all over, and there are countless tiny runes on it. It looks crystal clear, restrained and charming. The so-called low-key luxury has connotation, that's it...
At this point, the magic weapon is considered to be refined.
The magic weapon must be placed like this, or put in a skin bag, or can be carried with him. He can put the golden snake sword and bronze dagger on his body without being discovered, but it is impossible to drag a two-foot-long thing everywhere.
Let's go.
He didn't want to be called a pervert by those girls.
Strange, why are you worried that girls will say he is a pervert?
Feng Zhou flashed this thought and then put it aside.
"The centipede is also called the Heavenly Dragon. From now on, I will call this magic weapon the 'Celestial Dragon Whip'. It will be used by Dharma King to clean up the golden cymbal on Phoenix Mountain in the future."
Feng Zhou smiled and stroked the agate stone on the scabbard of the bronze dagger. Suddenly, with a slight shake, the agate stone rolled out and grew in the air in the wind, turning into a long brown line nearly thirty meters long.
Whip. This long whip hit a huge boulder outside the pavilion.
The stone was as big as a tall horse, and he had prepared it there a long time ago.
"Boom!"
The violent explosion sound was even more terrifying than the black powder explosion.
This huge boulder was like tofu, easily smashed into pieces by the Tianlong whip.
Feng Zhou waved his hand again, and the Tianlong whip struck across the sky. It instantly grew nearly fifty feet away and blasted through the entire cloud and mist. The cloud and mist immediately split open, and the remaining force was like a hurricane, sweeping through Nanping Mountain.
"Crash, boom, boom!"
Nearly a hundred large trees were cut off at the waist and fell on the hillside.
"It's quite powerful when used against ordinary cultivators!"
If these two whips were swept through the crowd, dozens or hundreds of people would be killed or injured in an instant. Even the beautiful witch I met last night might not be able to withstand Feng Zhou's blow.
Feng Zhou took back the Tianlong whip.
In his perception, whether it was the huge boulder or the nearly a hundred big trees on Nanping Mountain, the cross-sections were full of fire embers. This was the hot air of martial arts practice for hundreds of years.
"Centipedes are warm in nature, but the refined centipedes are hot in nature and can burn everything. The effect is quite good."
After practicing his spiritual thoughts and magic weapons, Feng Zhou calmed down, sat in the pavilion, turned the magic talismans, and made calculations secretly.
"That witch is in that position right now!"
Feng Zhou opened his eyes, waved his hand to push away the spiritual mist, and looked into the distance. There was a temple there, resplendent and majestic. It was the Jingguang Temple in Lin'an City that had recently become popular.
"Could the blood pill be related to Master Shengde?" Feng Zhou was confused.
"If that blood pill belongs to Master Shengde, how come he can't even deal with a giant python? How strange?"
Feng Zhou pondered for a moment, then stood up, took a step forward, and was near Jingguang Temple in an instant.