Taoist students

Chapter 121 Exchange
The person who came was Zaipao boy.

As soon as Fang appeared at this time, he held a green jade ruyi in his hand, and waved it at the red-faced man, and a soft light immediately covered his head.

Everything happened too fast, and the red-faced man was caught off guard.

The white light didn't know what it was, but it was imprisoned so tightly that it was difficult to move.

The soap-robed boy was standing in the air, but his body was trembling slightly at this moment. It was obvious that it was extremely difficult for him to restrain a monk at the Foundation Establishment Stage, so he urgently said:

"Don't do it yet!"

Hearing this, how could Dongfang Mo let go of this god-given opportunity? Seeing that the red-faced man was about to break free, he moved even faster.

With just one breath of effort, he saw a strong wood spirit force all around him.

As soon as Dongfang Mo's magic power condensed, densely packed two-foot wooden swords suddenly floated around him.

The wooden sword fluctuated up and down, showing a solidified dark green color all over, the sword intent shot up into the sky, and there was a loud buzzing sound immediately.

The next moment, I saw his right index finger and middle finger close together, his arm bent, and he pointed at the brow of the red-faced man.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

With the dense sound of piercing through the air, pieces of wooden swords were seen swimming like dragons, sealing his whole body. Before the wooden swords arrived, an astonishing pressure surged.

Feeling the terrifying aura on the wooden sword, the red-faced man turned pale with fright, and even he felt his heart beating with fear.

At this time, there was a violent drink.

"Open it for me!"

I saw his tiger's body startled, the whole body was full of blood, and the seemingly soft white light was instantly squeezed away. At this time, the red-faced man finally moved freely.

The remaining arm grabbed the body of the trident, and the five fingers turned like a wheel. The trident suddenly spun rapidly between his fingers, turning into an invisible round shield.

The next moment, the endless wooden sword pierced the round shield.

Just heard a "Puff!" sound.The figure of the red-faced man kept retreating sharply.

Since one arm was torn off, the strength he could display was less than half of Quan Sheng's. He only took two or three breaths, and his figure flew upside down as if struck by lightning. After landing on the ground, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There were seven or eight translucent hollows between his waist and abdomen, and bloody wounds on his arms.

When he looked at Dongfang Mo again, his eyes were filled with horror.

I didn't expect this person to be so powerful, and the person Ling Kong, the magic weapon in his hand must be a magic weapon, otherwise it would be impossible to restrain himself.

Just when his expression was gloomy, his face changed drastically in the next instant.

A low humming sound sounded from behind, and when he turned around, the black wind from before had rushed over, landing on his chest in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was a miserable scream.

But after all, he was in the foundation building stage, so he suddenly rose up and fled away with his life.

But after only running a few hundred feet, his figure fell to the ground, rolling continuously, and the remaining hand kept grabbing at his body.

But the black wind is weird, still devouring its flesh and blood.

At the moment of crisis, the red-faced man's eyes flashed with blood, and tiny black blood beads suddenly drilled out of the [-] pores all over his body.

In the next moment, the blood beads wrapped countless tiny bugs.

"Blood refining!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a cold and corrosive breath coming from the blood beads, trying to bite back the black bugs in it.

But he miscalculated, just in an instant, the black wind swallowed the blood beads together, and fell on him again in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the red-faced man finally showed a trace of panic.

His eyes were fixed, and the center of his brows split open suddenly, a bloody light emerged, and he galloped away into the distance.

As for his remaining broken body, under the erosion of the black wind, after a few breaths, only an empty shirt remained, covering the ground.

Dongfang Mo recovered from the shock. He didn't expect that this bug could devour all the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It was really surprising.

But at this time, when he looked at the fleeing blood, his expression was a little ugly.

But at this moment, there was a flash of purple light above his head again, and the figure of the soap-robed boy suddenly disappeared. When he appeared, he actually blocked the bloody light, and at the same time he swiped at the bloody light with his hand.

"Huh!"

A white sharp breath cut off the head.

"No!"

An unwilling roar came from the bloody light, and it was cut in two, turning into two blood mist and dissipating.

At this time, it was only then that the boy in soap robe was holding an exquisite dagger and a purple talisman.

Dongfang Mo's eyelids twitched, looking at the Zaopao boy with a magic weapon in one hand and a talisman in the other, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

When he heard a sound of "buzz!", he came to his senses, and quickly poured mana into the yellow gourd, absorbing the black wind into it.

However, he was surprised to find that it took more mana to subdue these bugs this time than the previous few times.It seems that these bugs became extremely excited after devouring the red-faced man.In the end, the one who was extremely reluctant got into the gourd.

Hanging the gourd on his waist, he stretched out his hand, and the tortoise shell in the distance turned into the size of a palm, and it was caught in his hand.

This thing was repeatedly smashed by the red-faced man before, and I was a little worried at first, but I was greatly relieved when I saw that the tortoise shell was unharmed.

Looking at the empty clothes of the red-faced man again, Dongfang Mo rolled his eyes, and immediately stepped forward to put away the two storage bags and a trident without a trace.

Only then did he look at the Zaopao boy with some doubts.

I didn't expect that he was only a mere seventh-level cultivation base, but he was able to kill the foundation-building monks, which is really unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo yearned for the magic weapon even more.

In his opinion, it must be the power of the magic weapon that made Zaopao Boy's strength soar.

Seeing the boy in soap robe approaching from a distance, Dongfang Mo said:
"It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go."

After saying that, he took the lead to go to the distance, and grabbed a skull in his hand a hundred feet away.

"Boy, don't look at me like that, I really have nothing to do with the foundation-building monks!"

Bone Tooth cried.

Dongfang Mo didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and stuffed him into the spirit beast bag involuntarily.

And the boy in the soap robe beside him looked extremely surprised, wondering why Dongfang Mo always had some weird things, but he didn't ask much at this moment.

……

Half a day later, the two stopped in a low-lying valley.

After a hard fight before, Dongfang Mo could be said to have used all his strength, and his mana had already been depleted by [-]% to [-]%.

Especially when manipulating the tortoise shell, almost half of his mana was wasted after arousing his supernatural powers.

Fortunately, his magic power is strong. If it was an ordinary ninth-level monk, his magic power would have been exhausted.

Even so, he was also extremely satisfied. The power of the tortoise shell did not disappoint him. Even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage could resist it for a while, and it was worth the extra mana.

"Take out the things belonging to the blood cultivator."

While Dongfang Mo was sitting on the pan and adjusting his breath, he heard Zaipao boy suddenly say.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo looked at him in surprise.

"Although the blood cultivator is only at the early stage of foundation establishment, if it weren't for me, you might not know how you died. No matter how you say it, you should share half of the things with me."

The soap-robed boy continued to speak.

Dongfang Mo's eyes twitched, and said:
"Boy, even though the blood race is a cultivator in the foundation-building period, his whole body is not as good as a magic weapon like yours. How can you like it?"

"Then I don't care, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."

The soap-robed boy did not follow.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth after pondering for a moment:

"Okay! Just half of one person."

Seeing this, the soap-robed boy was overjoyed, quickly took off his mask, turned down his hood, revealed a handsome face, and said excitedly:

"Take it out"

So Dongfang Mo took out the two storage bags and the trident with great heartache, looked at Zaipao boy and said:
"For the sake of fairness, take out all the things in the storage bag, and then each person will choose once until everything is selected."

"it is good!"

The soap-robed boy nodded and agreed without hesitation.It seems that this Dongfang Mo is not indifferent.

Little did they know that Dongfang Mo's original plan was to share a storage bag with each person, but doing so would be risky.If he took the cheapest one, he would lose a lot.

Although this method is not cheap, it is the safest.

So mana was poured into it, and all the contents of a storage bag were poured out.

In an instant, all kinds of sundries, many spiritual herbs, and talismans fell on the ground, dazzled those who just looked at it.

Just when he was about to open the other storage bag, he found that there seemed to be another layer of enchantment in it, which was difficult to break through.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned.

"let me!"

The soap-robed boy was still excited. Seeing Dongfang Merton there, he immediately understood that the storage bag should be banned.

So he grabbed the storage bag over, and at the same time closed his eyes, the oval warm jade on the round hat on his head instantly emitted an invisible wave, and instantly dipped into the storage bag.

Not long after, just a soft sound of "click!", that layer of restriction was broken.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo was really envious, even the hat was a magic weapon.

The soap-robed boy didn't notice his expression, he dumped the storage bag excitedly, and suddenly a lot of things fell out.

Among them are thousands of bloodstones, many jade bottles, magic tools, and thousands of non-attribute spirit stones.

The two were dazzled, and the soap-robed boy said unceremoniously:

"I choose first!"

Immediately began to rummage, picking left and right, extremely excited.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't choose what he thought was the best.

On the contrary, he felt that all these things seemed tasteless and useless to him, and a look of disappointment could not help but appear in his eyes.

After turning over everything, after a long time, he stopped and said:
"Forget it, it's all for you."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo was overjoyed.

Naturally, it can be seen that Zaipao Boy looks down on these things.But as far as he is concerned, these things are all treasures.

So with burning eyes, he put away everything and hung it on his waist.

"By the way, what is your skull!"

The boy in soap robe looked at him contemptuously, then changed the subject and asked.

"You shouldn't ask, but don't ask too much."

Dongfang Mo cast a glance at him.

Seeing that he was bored, the soap-robed boy stopped talking.

Shaoqing, Dongfang Mo rolled his eyes, looked at the boy in soap robe, and said suddenly:

"Boy, do you want me to change that black whip!"

Hearing this, the soap-robed boy opened his eyes.

"What! Are you willing to trade with me?"

"Ahem, it's not impossible to change."

Dongfang Mo coughed twice, and continued:
"However, you have to use a magic weapon."

As soon as the soap-pao boy rolled his eyes, he had already seen that he was very interested in the magic weapon on his body.

At this time, he didn't refuse or agree, but fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's heart jumped wildly. Since this kid is thinking about it, it means there is something going on!
After a while, the soap-robed boy raised the corner of his mouth and said:
"Okay, you can change it, but don't regret it then."

"How could I regret it?"

Dongfang Mo was ecstatic, afraid that Zaipao boy would change his mind, so he said quickly:

"Just change your jade ruyi!"

So he immediately took out the black whip on his arm from his cuff and placed it in front of him.

The soap-robed boy's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the black whip in his hand.

Looking at the seemingly smooth surface, there are actually slightly raised black whips, and the more he looks at it, the more delighted he is.

But after the joy only lasted for a moment, he became a little surprised and uncertain.

At the end, when he looked at the black whip, his expression became extremely solemn.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo thought he was hesitant, and urged:
"Bring something!"

The soap-robed boy gave him a strange look, and then took out Yu Ruyi.

Dongfang Mo's eyes were hot, as if he was afraid that the boy in soap robe would repent, so he snatched him away before he could make a move.

Holding Yu Ruyi in his hand, it feels warm and cool, as delicate as suet.

"I advise you not to try to use this thing lightly at present."

The soap-robed boy reminded.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo didn't take it seriously, Xin Dao said that this kid could activate this treasure, and his own cultivation was much higher than him, and he was extremely confident in the strength of his mana, so of course he wouldn't believe the words of the boy in soap robe.

So he immediately injected mana into it, wanting to try the power of this treasure.

But the next moment, his eyes widened.

Looking at Yu Ruyi in his hand, he was astonished as if he had seen a ghost.

　That's it for tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)