Chapter 30 Mutation (please read)
[Lifespan: 25/85]
[Realm: Third Level of Qi Refining]
[Exercise: Three Yang Kung Fu Qi Chapter (Third Level): 0%]
When he first crossed over, the original master was at 45% progress on the second level of Qi Refining. Based on the cultivation progress at that time, Wu Tao speculated that it would be the same one year later. Only at the age of twenty-six can one break through to the third level of Qi refining.
After more than half a year and shortened by half the time, Wu Tao broke through to the third level of Qi refining ahead of schedule.
"If you have skills, you will be popular!"
"Breaking through the first level will increase your life span by two years."
Wu Tao feels refreshed and will use weapon refining in the future. Obtaining resources and improving one's cultivation level is no longer a difficult task. If one speculates based on the original owner's unchanged situation, he may reach the middle stage of Qi refining in his lifetime.
No, the original owner was possessed. Maybe the grass on the grave will be three feet tall by now.
Walking out of the training room in high spirits, Wu Tao suddenly flashed a face in his heart, and said with a smile: "Breaking through the realm, such a great happy event, should be celebrated."
"Lule and Horse Street, let's walk!"
In the past three days, I have been busy breaking through, but no one from the patrol team came to the door. This means that no one knew about the death of the casual cultivator in gray clothes, or maybe they knew that it was just a casual cultivator who died, and no one from the patrol team came to the door. People are too lazy to waste energy trying to track down the murderer.
Through this incident, Wu Tao also secretly warned himself that as he was also a casual cultivator, his life was also not worth mentioning among those cultivating sects and small immortal forces.
In order not to end up like a casual cultivator in gray clothes, he also had to be more low-key in his conduct and work.
Of course, doing things in a low-key manner is not because you are afraid of trouble, but you just don't take the initiative to cause trouble.
If someone wanted to do something to harm him, Wu Tao wouldn't mind letting the other person know the pros and cons of physical cultivation.
Passing by the table, the coffin nails on the table attracted Wu Tao's attention.
"If you want to celebrate, don't rush, let's study this coffin nail first. What's so special about it?"
Thinking about this, Wu Tao sat on the chair and picked up the coffin nail. , look carefully up, down, left, and right.
This coffin nail is no more than six inches long, the size of two fingers. It is completely black, without any patterns, and has a layer of rust. It is extremely heavy to hold. It should be iron or something, but I can’t figure out what kind of iron it is.
Moreover, it is not a magic weapon. If it is a magic weapon, there must be aura on it.
As a weapon refiner, Wu Tao knows this.
Of course, this cannot be so absolute.
He is only a first-level and third-level weapon refiner. He is still at the bottom of the weapon refiner pyramid. He has not even seen the scenery at the bottom, and there is still a lot to learn.
Wu Tao used his spiritual energy to detect it and found that he couldn't get in. He tested it again with his spiritual mind. This time he got in, but it was obviously an ordinary coffin nail, unremarkable, and he couldn't feel any restrictions inside.
"A piece of ordinary coffin nail, would the gray-clothed cultivator carry it with him?"
Wu Tao was a little confused.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility: "Could it be a demonic blood-refining magic weapon?"
Demon magic weapon refiners mostly use blood-refining magic weapons, and refining magic weapons requires blood. To make sacrifices, or some people use their souls to make sacrifices, which is very evil. Every time a magic weapon is sacrificed, countless immortal cultivators are poisoned.
Such magical weapons may harm the world, but they are extremely terrifying.
This is also why the righteous cultivators shout and kill the demon cultivators, and they are incompatible with each other.
Suspecting it to be a blood refining weapon, Wu Tao looked carefully and found that the coffin nail did not look like a blood refining weapon. There was no resentment or evil spirit at all.
“You will know if you drop some blood.”
An hour later, Wu Tao grabbed a rabbit, cut its ankle open, and dripped blood onto the coffin nails.
Blood drips onto the coffin nails and nothing changes.
Wu Tao put down the rabbit and planned to fry a spicy rabbit to eat at night. He reached for the coffin nails and said with a disappointed look on his face: "It turns out that I was mistaken. Maybe the casual cultivator in gray has some special hobbies. "Just when Wu Tao was about to put down the coffin nail and throw it in the corner, a sudden change occurred.
I saw all the rabbit blood on the coffin nail falling off and flying out, and then, the coffin nail stabbed directly towards Wu Tao's eyebrow with lightning speed.
“My life is at stake!”
Wu Tao's pupils couldn't help but enlarge, and he felt a chill in his brows as this thought flashed through his mind.
The center of his eyebrows stung for a moment. Wu Tao's body went limp and he fell to the ground, unaware of his identity.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wu Tao woke up slowly. He climbed up and said thankfully: "I'm not dead? Where are the nails in the coffin?"
He touched his eyebrows and said, "I'm not dead." No ugly Yinmao came out.
I took a bronze mirror and looked at it and found a red spot between my eyebrows, which was dried blood.
A ridiculous thought flashed through his mind: "This coffin nail won't be hammered into my head, right?" After thinking about it, he shook his head vigorously, but he didn't feel anything strange.
Wu Tao's mind sank into the sea of spiritual thoughts. Sure enough, in the center of his mind, the coffin nail was floating quietly. Wu Tao used his spiritual thoughts to drive out the coffin nail, but found that the coffin nail was as solid as a rock.
“My spiritual consciousness is still too weak.” Wu Tao’s face suddenly became sad.
He didn’t know whether it was a blessing or a curse that the nail in the coffin occupying his mind sea. After being sad for a while, he realized that no matter how much he was worried, it was in vain. He might as well just lie down. The nail in the coffin was going to hurt him, and he would probably have died long ago. .
“Hey, curiosity killed the cat, I have to take this lesson to heart.”
Wu Tao sighed and felt that it was necessary to go to Luoma Street to relax.
Calming his emotions, Wu Tao went out and went directly to Luoma Street. After a while, he had arrived at Luoma Street.
There is a joke in the Western Outer City: Luoma Street, Luoma Street. There are mules and horses on Luoma Street. If you want to ride a horse, you have to go up one street, and if you want to ride a mule, you have to go down the street. What kind of workshop, what kind of building, what kind of pavilion is the horse in? The price is high-end and expensive. As for the mules, they are found in a secluded street corner with a fence, and the conditions are simple, so the price is naturally low.
Wu Tao was walking on Shangtiao Street. In the attics on both sides, although it was winter and it was snowing, the female nuns standing on the railings of the attic were all dressed in cool clothes, with grapes looming.
Seeing the immortal cultivators passing by, they also greeted them with smiles.
Wu Tao finally entered Wanxiu Pavilion, and a half-old madam came forward to greet him: "Hey, fellow Taoist, do you have an appointment to have sex with that fairy?"
Wu Tao looked at The flowers in the pavilion were in full bloom. It was worthy of being called the Wanxiu Pavilion. Everyone was a cultivator of immortals, so they couldn't be any worse. He thought for a moment and said, "I'm here to see Zhang Li."
"Zhang Li, come on, two low-grade spiritual stones. Come and take this fellow Taoist to Zhang Li."
Wu Tao took out two low-grade spiritual stones and put them in the hands of the old bustard. Immediately, a man dressed as a turtle came forward to lead the way. He arrived at a room and said, "Fellow Taoist, this is Fairy Zhang's room. You can knock on the door yourself."
Wu Tao felt that his heartbeat was a little fast. , but he hesitated a little, but thought that after all, the spiritual stone was spent, how could it be in vain, so he gritted his teeth and knocked on the door.
When the door opened, Zhang Li was a little surprised to see Wu Tao, and soon said with a hint of sadness: "Fellow Daoist Li, you said you came to see me, but it took so long for you to come. I thought you had forgotten me."
Wu Tao smiled dryly and said, "Didn't I come here?"
Not long after, Wu Tao pierced his index finger in the room and said, "Zhang Daoyou, you said you have been to Xinde Lane?"
Zhang Li looked at Wu Tao's hands, frowning slightly, holding back her joy, and couldn't help but said intermittently: "Well, in the past... two months ago, I wanted to go... to find you, But when I knocked on the door, I found that you had moved away. By the way, why did you move away? "
Wu Tao pointed his finger and said, "After you moved out, you moved in next door. I married a gambling dog, and I was afraid that he would pester me, so I simply moved out.”
Zhang Li felt that it was okay and said: "Then you have to move... out... and come in!"
Two quarters of an hour later, Wu Tao showed regret on his face, looked at Zhang Li and said guiltily: " This... I was so excited that it was too late."
Zhang Li smiled and said: "It's okay, I will use spiritual energy to force it out."
Wu Tao was startled and was shocked.
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(End of this chapter)