Taoist students

Chapter 170 Counting
"Junior brother, are you ready!"

Mu Ziyu was hugged by Dongfang Mo's slender waist, and pressed tightly against his body. At this moment, his hands could only rest on his shoulders, her face was flushed, and her eyes were even more tender.

She naturally heard Yinshang's screams behind her, and knew that Dongfang Mo didn't want her to see that bloody scene.

At this moment, biting her moist lips tightly, she spoke softly.

Dongfang Mo took a sip of the girl's unique fragrance intoxicated, and then released Mu Ziyu from his arms without blushing or panting, saying:

"Let's go!"

So with a wave of his hand, the two vines rolled up the oil-paper umbrella and the beads that fell in the bone pile, sacrificed the Sky Shuttle, hugged her, and shot down the mountain.

Not long after the two left, no one noticed that in the maze not far away, there was a cloud of mist wriggling continuously, and finally distorted into a vague human figure.

Although the figure has a human form, it doesn't feel like a blood race, let alone a human race.

Watching the two leave, after standing still and watching for a long time, the figure floated towards the top of Bone Mountain.

At this time, Dongfang Mo escaped thousands of feet, and stopped when he reached a position of more than 5 feet.

Only monks in the foundation-building period of the blood clan can set foot here. Relatively speaking, there are many fewer people and it is not easy to be discovered.

Although Mu Ziyu's cultivation base is low, after all, the human race has more advantages on the bone mountain than the blood race, so even if there are many obstacles immersed in her body, it is no problem to persist for another three to five days. .

So he took out the set of low-level formation flags and arranged them around, and he was slightly relieved.

"Senior Sister, because you don't have any cover up, you can be easily recognized by the blood race. If you go down the mountain like this, you will definitely expose your identity, but don't worry, this matter will be completely resolved tomorrow, and I will adjust my breath here tonight." Bar."

Dongfang Mo sat cross-legged, looked at her and said.However, she did not explain the specific reason.

"Well, everything depends on the younger brother."

Mu Zi looked at him with rain-like eyes, nodded, and also didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing Mu Ziyu's appearance, Dongfang Mo said, "It's really charming."

For some reason, compared to Feng Niang's cold skin and Nangong Yurou's easy-going, Mu Ziyu's frowns and smiles, against the backdrop of that little beauty mole, seemed to reveal a kind of seductiveness from the bottom of her heart, making her People are full of imagination, and their minds are shaken.

Dongfang Mo shook his head, put aside distracting thoughts, and then asked why she was arrested here.

Hearing this, Mu Ziyu told her story, including the current situation of Taiyi Taoist Palace.

After a full hour, Dongfang Mo came with her and got a general idea of ​​her.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister to go through so much."

From her mouth, she finally learned that this time Taiyi Dao Palace was led by the elder Huayingjingxie, and disciples from both inner and outer sects came out, mobilizing more than half of the palace sect's power, and a total of 5000 people marched into the blood clan.

However, Taiyi Dao Palace started from the left side, not directly attacking from the front like the Brahmins and Gongsun's family.

At the beginning, Mu Ziyu was arrested in the acropolis of Futu City, a city called Kumu City.

Ye Gongzi installed spies from the blood race, pretending to be a human race, and used tricks to lure her out.He did not hesitate to capture her alive after losing dozens of clansmen.

It has been more than ten days since she was captured. Judging from the current situation, Kumu City should have been occupied long ago. As for where the palace gate has been hit now, it is unknown.

Next, Dongfang Mo also briefly talked about his experience, which made Mu Ziyu's mouth widen.

Unexpectedly, these talented people were arrested from the Paradise of Paradise by the strong blood clan. Dongfang Mo even escaped to this place after a near-death experience.

Not caring about Mu Ziyu's surprise, Dongfang Mo continued:

"Senior sister, don't worry, as long as you can go down the mountain smoothly tomorrow, I will find a way to take you back then."

"Well, this time I really thank you, Junior Brother."

The gratitude in Mu Ziyu's heart came from the bottom of his heart. Since Dongfang Mo entered the palace gate, he could only say that he had photographed her a few times, but he was willing to put himself in danger for her and rescued her from the hands of the blood clan foundation-building monks. , I don't know how to repay this kindness.

Thinking of this, for some reason, she suddenly remembered the previous scene.

Immediately, her cheeks were hot, so red that she was about to drip water, so she could only turn around deliberately, pretending to be practicing.

Dongfang Mo didn't pay attention to what she was thinking, but did not shy away from Mu Ziyu's existence, and took out Yin Shang and Chen Zhong's storage bags.

He first took Chen Zhong's storage bag in his hand, and under the agitation of mana, he opened it easily.

Blood monks are different from human races, most of them will arrange a layer of blood ban on the storage bag.

This kind of blood ban has an advantage, that is, it must be opened by yourself.

But there is also a shortcoming, if the body dies, the blood restriction will dissipate automatically, then the storage bag is an ownerless thing, even a monk who is a first-level Qi training can easily open it.

After Chen Zhong's storage bag was opened, the contents inside were extremely simple. Apart from tens of thousands of blood stones, thousands of spirit stones, and some miscellaneous things, there were only Chen Zhong's two daggers glowing with dim light. up.

Dongfang Mo picked up the dagger and found that there was no forbidden formation on the dagger, so it didn't have any supernatural powers. It should be Chen Zhong's natal magic weapon.

Seeing this, he put down his dagger and rummaged for a while, but he lost interest, so he sorted out these things and put them all in his storage bag.

Then he picked up Yin Shang's black storage bag.

It's worth mentioning that Yinshang's storage bag has a layer of mysterious restriction, which is like a formation, if there is no corresponding way to break the formation, it cannot be opened.

But when Dongfang Mo saw the restriction, he laughed.

When he was with Zaipao boy back then, he was always spitting out words from that kid. Although he couldn't figure out his identity, Zaopao boy told him many other things during the conversation between the two of them.

This includes various restrictions, formations, and the like, and even personally taught him how to seal the storage bag without using divine consciousness, making it extremely laborious for monks in the foundation establishment period to break open.

When he saw the layer of restrictions on the Yinshang storage bag, it happened to be the one that the boy in the soap robe taught him, and it seemed to have been simplified, so it couldn't be compared with what the kid taught him.

So Dongfang Mo released his mana from his fingertips, turned it into a gossamer, and got into the ring on the storage bag. After a while, he heard a soft sound, the ring trembled, and then returned to calm.

Seeing this, the corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth twitched, and with a surge of mana, he probed into it.

In an instant, the things in the storage bag can be described as dazzling.

All kinds of elixir, jade bottles, magic tools, and talismans.

From the looks of it, many of them were obtained from the Heavenly Paradise.

Among them, the first thing that caught his attention was a black, fist-sized thing that looked like a stone.

Dongfang Mo picked it up and found that it was warm and soft, and could be kneaded into any shape at will. It was not as hard as it looked, but like a lump of soft mud.

"What is this?"

It was extremely strange in his heart, but he had never seen this thing before.

After studying it for a while, I didn't know why, so I put it aside.

Instead, he took out a short stick and a black bead.

These two are exactly the instruments used by Yin Shang.

The short stick was an oiled paper umbrella, and after his judgment, it was a high-level magic weapon.

He has experienced the weirdness of the oil-paper umbrella before, which made him very excited, but the magic weapon is now damaged, especially on the surface of the umbrella, there are dozens of small holes, he does not know how to refine weapons, so it is natural to want to repair it. possible.

As for the bead, Yin Shang was able to absorb it into his body, so it should be his natal magic weapon.But now there is also a crack on the bead, which is obviously damaged.

In that case, he couldn't use both of them, so he shook his head.

He continued to rummage for a while, but to his disappointment, although there were many magic tools, there was not a single high-level magic weapon, not even a wood-attribute middle-level magic weapon that he could use.

"It seems that as long as the cultivation base is deep, most people will sacrifice their own magic weapons instead of continuing to rely on high-level magic weapons."

From the time when Nangong Yurou and the others were still training at the sixth and seventh levels of qi training, they had already started to cultivate their natal magic weapon. It could be seen that these people had already had a long-term vision.

The natal magic weapon is completely compatible with one's own blood and spiritual root attributes, and can continue to advance with the improvement of cultivation base, and eventually surpass the high-level magic weapon, and even reach the level of magic weapon, so as long as it can be achieved Most people would choose the conditions for sacrificing their natal magic weapon.

"It seems that I also have to consider my own magic weapon."

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo couldn't help touching his chin.

The root of immortality and the "Three Stone Art" obtained in Dongtian Paradise suddenly appeared in his heart. It seemed that both of them were good choices.

However, under the current situation, he naturally didn't have the time and energy, so he temporarily suppressed his thoughts.I rummaged through some sundries again.

After half a quarter, he finally found a clip that was one foot long and three inches wide.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo picked it up with a dignified expression.

It was found that the hand was heavy, and the wood should be millennium ironwood.

So he pulled the buckle and wanted to open it.

"Kata!"

Surprisingly, without much effort, the lid popped up.

I saw two things lying quietly in the folder.

An animal skin book, and a jade slip.

Dongfang Mo narrowed his eyes, first picked up the jade slip, and slowly pasted it on his forehead.

Immediately, four words came to his mind.

"The way to breed insects!"

(End of this chapter)