Chapter 116 Cold Marrow Dew
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and several iron thorn vines spread out and withered quickly. This kind of stimulating iron thorn seeds with magic power overdraws its vitality, bursts out in a very short time, and withers very quickly.
"Take out the traction talisman on your body." It was really his own fault. Seeing the bloody look on Fan
's face, Lu Xiaotian had no intention of concealing himself. If it weren't for this person's character, He would not treat this person like this if he was so corrupt.
Fan Qing was startled, and immediately took out a yellow talisman from his body with trembling hands. Lu Xiaotian took it and directly incinerated it with a small fireball. Before entering the Bloody Forbidden Land, Lingxiao Palace distributed a traction talisman to each of them, so that if the team was attacked and dispersed, they could search for each other more easily. The traction talisman could sense the presence of the same sect within two miles. In order to avoid being called out by Fan Qing's fellow disciples, it was natural to destroy his traction talisman.
"Follow me. You'd better not try to escape without my permission." Seeing that Fan Qing was very cooperative, Lu Xiaotian ordered again.
Now that the traction charms are gone, you have to be fast enough to escape. Fan Qing smiled bitterly. He was not as fast as Lu Xiaotian before, not to mention that now he was scarred and his vitality was severely damaged.
Lu Xiaotian did not directly ask Fan Qing about the whereabouts of the purple ginseng, but took Fan Qing to a secret place and first practiced the star lantern of the broad-nosed monk.
As a defensive magic weapon, the star lamp can only withstand a full blow from the magic weapon. It does not seem to be worthy of the title of a defensive magic weapon. However, the advantage of this magic weapon is that it is completely unsafe to use. It needs to consume the monk's mana. For a monk in the Qi refining stage, it is the most suitable. Even if it is a magic weapon armor, although it can block the sword from cutting into it, the vibration caused by the collision of the magic weapon is not something that a Qi Refining monk can withstand. Just like the ice silk soft armor on Lu Xiaotian, even though it blocked Duan Ying's flying hook before, it was still shocked to the point of vomiting blood. If you switch to a magic weapon, it won't be as simple as vomiting blood.
It seems that the dead broad-nosed monk was also a well-known person in Yuanxing Palace, and there was someone who specially refined such a precious defensive weapon for him.
Lu Xiaotian looked through the other spiritual objects in the storage bag again, and couldn't help but feel a bit of joy on his face. There were various high-grade spiritual weapons, and dozens of top-grade spiritual weapons. After taking it all out, you can exchange it for a lot of spiritual stones, dozens of herbs that are hundreds of years old, a lot of healing, and dozens of middle-grade spiritual stones. It is really rich. In total, the things he got from other monks' storage bags were not as much as those two Yuan Xing Palace disciples. There are even ten drops of rare "cold marrow dew" that can restore half of mana in a short time.
However, it is only effective for monks in the Qi Refining Stage. The effect is even better than that of mid-grade spiritual stones. With such sufficient mana replenishment and a large number of mid-grade spiritual stones, if the broad-nosed monk before was not Being sneak-attacked to death by his fellow disciples, even if he uses all his cards in the fight to the end, he may not be able to defeat his opponent.
But this is not surprising. The disciples of various sects who enter the Bloody Forbidden Land can be divided into elite disciples who possess magic weapons and ordinary disciples who possess spiritual weapons. Several ordinary disciples are no match for the disciples who possess magical weapons. The two monks from Yuan Xing Palace were not only extremely powerful, but judging by their accents, it was obvious that two teams had joined together, so it was reasonable to expect a lot of harvest.
It was a turn of events, and Lu Xiaotian showed an extremely satisfied expression.
Watching Lu Xiaotian refining several stolen magic weapons over and over again, Fan Qing felt envious and jealous. The broad-nosed monk from Yuanxing Palace actually had three magic weapons, which was already an anomaly, and he knew that Lu Xiaotian would take out a demon-binding rope and a pair of flying scissors just for fighting. Four more were snatched. There are six magic weapons that he knows about alone. If he hadn't seen them with his own eyes, he wouldn't even dare to think about them. A few days later, Lu Xiaotian looked at several hills in the distance that were shrouded in dense air, with dense vegetation and the sounds of monsters chirping, with a thoughtful expression.
“Lu, Fellow Daoist Lu, I don’t need to go in. It’s really too dangerous inside. Not only are monsters rampant, but I’m the only one in the Savage Beast Sect team with me who managed to escape alive. He came out, and my spirit beast died inside, and now my strength is only half," Fan Qing said with a grimace.
In the world of Wangyue Cultivation, there are two sects known for controlling beasts, one is the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion and the other is the Barbarian Beast Sect. However, the Wan Beast Pavilion takes a wider path, and there are many insect cultivators in it who are also extremely powerful. sharp. The Barbarian Beast Sect mainly controls some large spiritual beasts, and the secret method passed down by the Barbarian Beast Sect to use the power of the spiritual beasts for one's own use is very powerful. Therefore, although the number of disciples of the Barbarian Beast Sect is far less than that of the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion, the Taoist system But it has continued continuously and stands firm among all the sects of cultivating immortals to this day. However, whether it is the Ten Thousand Beast Pavilion or the Barbarian Beast Sect, once one's spirit beast dies, the combat power will indeed be greatly reduced.
"Are you going to lead the way yourself, or do you want me to take action?" Lu Xiaotian sneered. Fan Qing is extremely cunning. He would not believe Fan Qing unless he saw with his own eyes where the purple ginseng was. Nonsense.
Fan Qing was furious when he saw Lu Xiaotian's face. He had no doubt that Lu Xiaotian would take action immediately once he refused. He had no choice but to continue moving forward with one step at a time.
Encountering the corpses of Yuan Xing Palace disciples from time to time along the way, Fan Qing suddenly became nervous. Lu Xiaotian was not surprised by this situation. The broad-nosed monk and Duan Ying, two elite disciples of Yuan Xing Palace died, The remaining team members were leaderless and no match for other monk teams.
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In the deep voice, a few white threads spit out from the dense weeds and shot directly towards Fan Qing and Lu Xiaotian. Fan Qing was hit by two of the white threads and was stuck to them, unable to break free.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, save me!" Fan Qing looked panicked and shouted.
A green light flashed, and a green flying knife passed by, and several white threads broke in response. It was the magic weapon flying knife that was snatched from the hands of the broad-nosed monk. The weeds in the distance were thick and difficult to see with the naked eye. Lu Xiaotian took his time and threw out a few iron thorn seeds. Among the waving iron thorn vines, several hairy white spiders as big as human heads screamed and struggled violently. Dozens more swarmed out of the weeds. Fan Qing and Lu Xiaotian came towards them. Except for some second-level spiders, the other twenty or so were actually third-level white-haired spiders. This is equivalent to fighting dozens of late-stage Qi Refining and Dzogchen monks at the same time. Even if Lu Xiaotian had a magical weapon to fight so many white-haired spiders at the same time, he would still be unable to do so.
It's really unlucky to suddenly encounter such a group of beasts. Lu Xiaotian shouted that it was bad luck, and hurriedly used the wind control technique to the extreme, and quickly retreated.
(End of this chapter)