immortal mansion

Chapter 440

Seeing this, Tianjue's grandma quickly threw a red handkerchief in front of her.

This handkerchief looks unremarkable, and its material is almost the same as cotton cloth. There is a pair of waterfowl embroidered on the surface, whether it is a mandarin duck or a fat duck, and it immediately emits colorful colors as soon as it is sacrificed.

Randomly, a rolled handkerchief covered Tianjue's grandma.

There was a loud "cracking" sound, and the attacks of the four of Mo Chen landed on the handkerchief one after another, and there were bursts of fried beans.

But to their surprise, the handkerchief was not damaged at all, and the brilliant light on the surface became brighter and brighter, astonishing spiritual pressure was emanating from it, as if it had absorbed all the attacks of the people.

Ancestor Binglian's expression changed.

"What kind of magic weapon is this that can block even our joint attack?"

It wasn't just her who was surprised, everyone else, including Mo Chen, also had expressions of shock on their faces, as if they had never seen such a magic weapon of defense.Even with the Jade Dragon Banner that Mo Chen had just acquired, it would be difficult to resist the joint attack of the four Nascent Soul cultivators.

Besides, the function of that handkerchief seems to be more than that.

"No, be careful to dodge!" Patriarch Jibing saw something and shouted quickly.

Hearing this, Mo Chen didn't hesitate at all, and immediately pushed the Jade Dragon Flag and Yin Luowang to the extreme.

"Shhhhhh!"

There was the sound of dense piercing through the air, and red silk threads shot out from the red handkerchief. The number was so dense that it was unimaginable that they directly covered the airspace they were in without leaving a trace of dead space.

Mo Chen thought to himself that his defense was strong enough, but he could barely block these threads.

After the silk thread erupted, Mo Chen found that he was the only one standing on the field.

The others, whether it was the Sanyuanying from the Ice Xuan Palace or Tianjue's grandma who just triggered the terrifying thread attack, all fell to the ground like kites with broken strings.

Turning his gaze to Tianjue's grandma, Mo Chen found that she had returned to her youth, and her face had changed into that of a delicate young girl, without any trace of the appearance of a dying old woman.

If it wasn't for Tianjue's grandma not having any breath, he would have suspected that the other party had cast some kind of immortal technique.

From the present point of view, this woman should have completely exhausted her lifespan after inspiring the red handkerchief.

"Fortunately, if you are a normal late Nascent Soul cultivator, it will definitely be a hard fight, and you may not be able to keep the opponent in the end."

Mo Chen thought for a while, then shook his head and looked at the faded white handkerchief in her hand.

With just one glance, disappointment appeared on his expression, and he said to himself: "There is no aura at all, it seems that it is just a one-time magic weapon... Maybe it is not wrong to say that it is a spiritual treasure."

The power of the red handkerchief's blow just now almost broke the two layers of defenses of the net and the jade dragon flag.Such power is no longer comparable to magic weapons, and has almost reached the level of Lingbao.

Looking at the Bingxuan Palace, the Patriarch Jibing also had no breath at all.

Mo Chen remembered that just now, the aura of the ancestor of Jibing had a huge explosion. Perhaps it was the use of secret techniques such as burning blood to resist the explosive attack of the red handkerchief.

But this also led to the fall of the extremely ice ancestor.

Shaking his head, he stepped in front of Tianjue's grandma's corpse, reached out and took the white handkerchief into his hand, but after inspection, he found that the material of the handkerchief was very ordinary, just ordinary cotton cloth.

"There are many traces of drawing runes on it. I think this is the reason why the handkerchief is able to erupt the power of Lingbao." Mo Chen looked at the handkerchief in his hand, feeling disappointed again in his heart.

"That's right, how can Lingbao be obtained so easily?"

He comforted himself in this way in his heart, and then took Tianjue's grandma's magical storage device, a silver space bracelet covered with finely carved patterns, on which three Kongming stones the size of pigeon eggs were arranged in sequence.

The three Kongming stones are independent, so the storage space is much larger than that of ordinary storage rings.

After immersing his spiritual consciousness in it, Mo Chen found that there were not many things in it, but this did not mean that his gains were small.

The first is a piece of Geng Jing that is as thick as a palm and three fingers thick. With it, Mo Chen can sacrifice the Geng Jing to the Wood Spirit Sword, and the power of the Spirit Sword will increase accordingly.

This piece of Geng Jing alone can be worth the cost of his shot.

After checking, Mo Chen found another jade slip.

"Hey, is this the Jade Letter of True Meaning?"

After immersing his consciousness into it, he discovered that what was recorded in it was a secret technique.

"Mind God Seal?"

After reading it carefully, Mo Chen discovered that this secret technique was actually related to the red handkerchief. By condensing the method and imprinting it on the carrier, a powerful one-time spirit treasure can be produced.

only……

He continued to read and found that this technique has a huge disadvantage, that is, it takes a very long time.

"This is normal. Otherwise, one-time spiritual treasures can be refined casually. Where do we put the real spiritual treasures? Those monks who worked hard to collect spiritual materials and refine spiritual treasures, wouldn't they all be ruined?" Fool?"

After reading the jade slips of the secret art of Nian Shen Yin, Mo Chen gave up the idea of ​​practicing this art, "But this art is useless to me, it may not be to the disciples in the sect..."

The conditions for cultivating the Divine Seal of Remembrance are not harsh. You only need to turn your obsession into the Divine Seal, and after persistent strengthening, you can condense the Divine Seal.As long as the Nian Shenyin is more condensed, even a monk in the Qi refining period can refine a one-time treasure whose power is comparable to that of a talisman.

Therefore, Mo Chen intends to read the seal of God and hand it over to the Waijing Pavilion.

After that, there was a large pile of jade slips of exercises piled up in disorder.

You don't need to think about it, you know, these must be the classics that were taken away from the Ice Xuan Palace.

Mo Chen was not polite either, he copied all of them with his divine sense, and regarded it as enriching the library of Taihua sect's exercises.

After doing this, Patriarch Binglian and Si Chuhao finally finished adjusting their breathing. Their faces were no longer as pale as before, but their expressions were still a little sad. Obviously, they hadn't come out of Patriarch Jibing's departure. .

Seeing Mo Chen approaching, the two stood up from the snow. Patriarch Binglian leaned forward and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mo, for your kindness. I don't know if those exercises... are all in it?"

After seeing all the exercises that were taken away, the faces of the two finally improved a little.

On Mo Chen's side, his heart sank a little.

Because among the relics left by Tianjue's grandma, he did not find any information related to the Liu sisters.

……

Half a year later, the trip to Shiyun Valley started as scheduled.

Considering the many Nascent Soul cultivators who had hidden their identities at the auction before, Mo Chen finally declined the invitation from Ice Xuan Palace, intending to continue to hide his identity to avoid being involved in unnecessary troubles.

The team set off from Han Xuecheng, and fell into a natural illusion within a few days.

Bingxuan Palace had already prepared for this, and immediately ordered someone to light a giant candle.

When the candlelight came, all illusions disappeared.

(End of this chapter)