Taoist students

Chapter 1647 Tianbao and Qiling

After being happy with Duanmuqing, Dongfang Mo seemed to have let go of the depression of these days to his heart's content, and felt refreshed physically and mentally, and felt extremely comfortable all over.

Afterwards, he left Duan Muqing in the secret room, found a new one, and sat cross-legged on the stone bed in the secret room.

While thinking about it, he flipped his hands and took out a jade slip, and put the heavy thing in his hand.

After looking at the object for a while, Dongfang Mo picked up the jade slip and stuck it on his forehead, carefully examining the contents.

This jade slip was given to him by Nangong Yurou that day, and it contained the supreme secret technique of the Yeling clan, the life-killing curse.

Not everyone is qualified to practice this even among the Night Elder clan, only some elders in the royal clan can practice this technique.For example, the cultivator with the ancient surname of the Yeling tribe who still fell into his hands, although he came from the royal family of the Yeling tribe, he is not qualified to practice the life-killing curse, but he has only heard about it.

Therefore, this Life-killing Curse was like the Absolute Spirit Curse, it fell into his hands only by chance, otherwise Dongfang Mo would never have come into contact with this kind of forbidden spell.

As for the power of this technique, he has experienced it personally and is very clear about it.Especially the supernatural ability to devour other people's mana and replenish oneself from a distance is so weird that Dongfang Mo still feels a little embarrassed when he thinks about it.

Last time, he only checked the contents of the jade slip roughly, but did not delve into it carefully. This time, his mind was immersed in it for two days, and finally he let out a long breath, and slowly put down the jade slip. Then, he opened his eyes.

At this time, his eyes were calm, and he could not see any emotions.But in his heart, there was quite a storm.Because it is much more difficult than he imagined to cast the life-killing curse.

This curse is the same as the Blood Poison Rot God Curse. To cast it, you need to refine a spell first.When Dan Qing of the Great Spirit Clan, he directly injected a spell that had been refined in advance into his body to make him fall for it.

It would already cost a lot of money and material resources to refine a blood-poisoning curse, and the various materials needed to refine a life-killing curse were several times that of the blood-poisoning curse. many.

Although this curse has strange supernatural powers, the cost of casting it is really not small.

And if you want to fully arouse the power of this curse, you have to warm up the refined spell in your body for a period of time, so that the spell can completely match the power of your own blood.At that time, when the curse is cast out, the mana in the body of the cursed person can be devoured to feed back to oneself.

The curse that Danqing cast on Dongfang Mo back then was refined when her strength was still in the unity state, and this curse was nourished in her body for an unknown number of years.Later, because her physical body was transformed into a corpse of the evil spirit, as a last resort, the life-killing curse had to be fused with the poison of the corpse to form a blood poison of the evil spirit of the corpse.

The refining of the Life-killing Curse and Ciyin is extremely costly, even for a cultivator in the Unification Realm, it is difficult to produce so many precious materials at one time.Moreover, the higher the cultivation level of the object to cast this spell, the higher the grade of the materials used.

Now that Dongfang Mo already has the Great Perfection cultivation base of Dao Breaking Realm, if he wants to refine a life-killing curse, at least he can deal with monks of Guiyi Realm, so the materials consumed will be even more precious.

However, Dongfang Mo also planned to grit his teeth and refine a life-killing curse.He estimated that the spirit stones on his body were enough to buy various materials for refining spells.And even if it's not enough, he can ask the family directly for it.

Not to mention anything else, he only needs to dedicate the Life-killing Curse or the Absolute Spirit Curse to the family, and the Dongfang family will open the door to him with various resources and let him ask for them.

Up to now, he only needs to wait for Sun Ran to come back and arrange for her to buy various materials.

After making a decision, Dongfang Mo put away the jade slip with all his might.

Then he raised his right hand, and the map of suppressing demons appeared in the palm of his hand. As the energy of the demon soul gushed out, a gloomy skull floated out of it. It was Bone Fang.

After Gu Ya appeared, the flames in his eye sockets burst into flames and floated in front of Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo took a look at the old bastard, then reached out and took off the gossip-boiling alchemy stove hanging around his neck.As he threw it lightly, the object rose into the air, expanded in size, and slowly fell down. With a "boom", it landed firmly on the ground.

Looking at this gossip-boiling alchemy stove, Dongfang Mo shot at the four walls of the secret room again and again with his fingers, and a burst of spiritual light sank into the walls.Then the secret room buzzed and trembled, and he opened all the restrictions here.

After doing all this, Dongfang Mo took a deep breath, and a stern look appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, is there a way to subdue the Tianbao-level magic weapon of the monks of the Suoyu tribe?" He just looked at Gu Ya and said.

"It's hard..." Gu Ya said.

Dongfang Mo had expected this for a long time, just like the blood light banner in Guisang, he was severely injured by the Nightmare cultivator and lost his spirituality, and he couldn't surrender.

Because the natal magic weapon is completely compatible with itself almost from the beginning of cultivation, unlike other treasures, it can be activated after refining at will.

Moreover, when the natal magic weapon is advanced to the level of Tianbao, the spirit of the weapon will be born, and it will be even more impossible for others to refine this thing.

But there is also a way, that is to kill the spirit.But in that case, most of the power of this magic weapon will be lost, and it will be difficult to restore it to its peak state.

After Dongfang Mo obtained the blood-light banner, although he erased the weapon spirit in it and allowed the blood boy to settle in it to become a new weapon spirit, but even so, after the blood-light banner swallowed the blood of the time-space ancient beast and was reborn. After a sacrifice, the power of this thing is not as good as when it was in Guisang's hands.

The reason for this is that apart from the low strength of Dongfang Mo, who can only rely on the blood boy to display the magical power of this treasure, the main reason is that the blood light banner is no longer the original blood light banner.

If he erased the weapon spirit in the trident like he did with the weapon spirit in the blood light streamer, there would be no suitable demon souls to settle in it and become a new weapon spirit.

After all, the Blood Light Banner is a treasure of the Dao of Blood, and the Blood Boy is also from the Blood Race, so the two fit very well.

Not only that, the trident that erased the spirit of the weapon could not have the opportunity to swallow the blood of the time-space ancient beast and re-sacrifice it like the blood light banner.Even if this thing is not a blood treasure, Dongfang Mo doesn't know how to re-sacrifice it.

But since this treasure fell into his hands, Dongfang Mo was a little unwilling to let it be covered with dust.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally moved his mind, and saw the Eight Diagrams Zhudan Furnace tremble.

It took almost an instant, but with the sound of "boom", the lid of the gossip alchemy furnace seemed to have been hit hard, and it flew straight up to the top of the head, and with another "boom", it slammed heavily on the door of the secret room. on the stone wall.

"Ow!"

But hearing a loud dragon chant, a dragon shot out from the alchemy furnace and shot towards Dongfang Mo.This beast is exactly the trident, the natal magic weapon of the Suoyu clan.

Dongfang Mo obviously expected this, and he didn't see any action. A black light brightened in the secret room.

In just this moment, the flood dragon shooting towards him was frozen in mid-air by an invisible force, even though the beast kept trembling and struggling, it couldn't break free from the shackles of the black light.

"Humph!"

Dongfang Mo sneered, the restriction in the secret room he was in was the strongest in his palace, and it was completely arranged according to the standards that a cultivator of Guiyi Realm should have, not to mention it was just a magic weapon of Tianbao level. Even if a true Unified Realm cultivator stepped into it, he would be imprisoned by the restriction of the secret room, making it difficult to do anything.

"Pindao knows that you have spiritual wisdom, and now I will give you a chance, either submit to the poor way to refine it, or the poor way will wipe you out." But Dongfang Mo looked at the dragon in midair and said.

"The reptile-like species also want to refine me, daydreaming."

A voice of divine consciousness came from Jiaolong.

Hearing that Dongfang Mo's eyes were sharp, he raised his right hand and placed it in front of him.

The imprisoned Jiaolong was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Dongfang Mo meant, but then he showed anthropomorphic disdain.

But after more than ten breaths passed, a golden light suddenly appeared on the Demon Suppressing Map in the palm of Dongfang Mo's right hand.Then a palm-sized golden swimming fish slowly swam out of it, wagging its tail.

The beast's eyes are dull and lifeless.It was the fish transformed by obsession that the monk Kuzhi gave him back then in the ancient and ominous place.

The moment he saw this golden swimming fish, the unruliness in Jiaolong's eyes disappeared instantly, showing a look of horror.

(End of this chapter)