Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Chapter 53
And how does the magic bell prevent people from using spiritual power?If she can't figure it out in advance, even if she finds little senior sister and senior brother Fan, it will be a waste of her own life.

Therefore, while manipulating the spaceship, she has been studying the magic bell.

This is a sound attack magic weapon, which can be activated by spiritual power, but after being re-refined, it has become a magic weapon.

Humans have three souls and seven souls.

Every time the magic bell attacks a person, it takes one soul or one soul of that person.

Trapped in the bell.

The more souls there are in the bell, the smaller the sound of the magic bell and the stronger the attack, which can hurt people invisible.

Just like the magic bell she took out from the storage bags of the two monks who intercepted and killed Wei Zhengrong, two souls and five souls had already been stored, so the ringing was barely audible, which made Wei Zhengrong, the best swordsman, suffer plot.

The two souls and five souls in the magic bell belonged to seven monks respectively, and they were already weak. If they were released directly from the magic bell, the yang energy in the cultivation world would be strong, and they would dissipate between the heaven and the earth in a few days. A monk with one soul or one soul cannot make up for his missing soul even if he is reincarnated. He will either be physically weak all his life, or have a bad temper or be unconscious all his life.

And it's like this all the time.

Although their missing souls are sucked into the magic bell and used by the magic bell, they are also protected by the magic bell, unless the monk himself or his reincarnation is found, and the soul in the magic bell is directly introduced into the monk's body.Otherwise, without the magic bell, this soul or soul will never be found again.

She didn't dare to release the trapped monk's soul directly, and she couldn't find the monk himself through these muddled souls. Of course, the monk who was attacked by the magic bell may have been reincarnated, so she could only carefully separate the soul in the magic bell Come out, quickly put it together with your own bell string for sacrifice, add purple beads, remove the magic energy, refine it into a top-grade magic weapon that can be attacked and defended, and then store the soul in it.

I have to say that the Immortal Artifact Refining Furnace is really easy to use.

In the past, even though the sacrifice and refinement of the magic bell was only processed on the basis of the original magic weapon, Zhao Xiaomeng could not have refined it in half a day, but with the assistance of the fairy artifact, she only took less than two hours to make the bell. The skewers are refined.

There is no delay in controlling the spaceship to chase after Zheng Jing.

There are eleven bells on the bell string after re-sacrificing, nine small and two big, high-grade magic weapons, which can be attacked or defended.As long as the bell on her body rang, no matter how cheerfully the bells of the low-grade magic weapon on Zheng Jing and "Jianxiu" rang, it would have no effect.

However, what Zhao Xiaomeng cares about is that this magic bell is a magic weapon, even if it is only a low-grade magic weapon, it cannot be easily obtained by casual cultivators who have built a foundation.

Let alone three.

Or there were more, she just hadn't encountered them yet.

There were two corpses of monks on the ground, both Wei Zhengrong and Zhao Xiaomeng didn't recognize them. Looking at the clothes on Sanxiu, one was probably a monk from the Nightmare Sect and the other was a monk from Qingyun Sect. Zhao Xiaomeng planned to wait for the little senior sister and Fan Senior brother wakes up and recognizes again.

Wei Zhengrong settled down the two senior brothers from the same sect, and came over with a little embarrassment: "Junior Sister Mo, thanks to your guidance this time, I was able to save the two senior brothers. I can't thank you enough for your kindness! I shouldn't have asked for anything! Just, The sword of the Sanxiu envoy is the magic weapon of my junior brother Lu Guang, and it was a gift from my master. My junior brother has been killed by these thieves, so I, I"

Zhao Xiaomeng nodded and said: "I'm not a stingy person, Brother Wei just take it away." Then, she took out all the magic weapons and treasures in the storage bag of casual cultivators: "Look, there are still your magic weapons in it." Take the magic weapons of the two senior brothers together!"

Zhao Xiaomeng is a weapon master, and she is not interested in other people's magical weapons, but she will not be a good person and return other things.

If it weren't for her, those two people would definitely die!
But buying life money!

Even so, Mengze kept pouting: "If it weren't for us, then boy Wei wouldn't be able to survive, he still has the face to ask for his junior brother's magic weapon! You should also hand over the storage bag on his body, and kneel down to thank Mr. Mengze Your life-saving grace is right!"

Wei Zhengrong is the proud son of Jianzong, proud as he has never been so embarrassed, even though Zhao Xiaomeng did not make things difficult for him, and even walked aside to look after her little senior sister, leaving him here alone to identify the magic weapon of his senior, he still I feel uncomfortable all over: I originally chased after him to repay the kindness of saving my life, but why is this kindness owed more and more!
When he signaled that he had made the selection, Zhao Xiaomeng put away all the magic weapons on the ground, stripped Sanxiu of all the school disciples' clothes, took away the storage bag, and tied the four living people together.

"Fortunately, they don't have magic bells on them, otherwise" before Wei Zhengrong finished speaking, he saw Zhao Xiaomeng holding a purple bell in his hand: "This is what you are talking about!"

"……Yes!"

Zhao Xiaomeng tilted her head to look at him: "What's wrong with your body?"

Wei Zhengrong was puzzled, but he still replied, "No discomfort."

There are no wounds on the body, and the spiritual power is running smoothly, and there is really no discomfort.

"They have magic bells, so why just now?"

"Maybe I forgot to use it!" Zhao Xiaomeng said casually.

She held the magic bell and walked to Jin Fuyin. The one in her hand was taken out from Zheng Jing's body. She checked it, and there were five souls and eighteen souls in it!
This guy is really harmful.

I just don't know if there are souls of senior sisters and senior brothers in it.

She released the soul inside, a total of 23 figures with blurred faces, standing in the same place in a daze, not knowing what to do.

At this time, there was a figure walking towards Jin Fuyin blankly, as if attracted by something.

After careful identification, the figure and Jin Fuyin have three points of imagination.

The figure plunged into Jin Fuyin's body.

Another figure moved, walked towards Fan Yi, and threw himself into Fan Yi's body.

Wei Zhengrong was a little confused at first, but he quickly understood: "Where is my senior brother's? Is there my senior brother's soul?"

The remaining 21 figures did not move.

Zhao Xiaomeng put them into the string of bells after the sacrifice.

The string of bells is not a tree for nourishing souls, it just keeps their souls from getting weaker.

"Don't worry, there is another one!" Zhao Xiaomeng said, took out the magic bell that was taken out from Jianxiu's body, and released the fifteen souls inside.

Sure enough, two of the figures fell into the bodies of the two unconscious sword cultivators.

Zhao Xiaomeng put the remaining thirteen souls into the bell string.

Now, there are ten souls and 31 souls in the string of bells.

"Your Junior Brother Lu Guang probably also has a soul with me, but he is dead, and his three souls and six souls have gone to the underworld. Only by finding his reincarnation can he return his soul. You see, if you have a soul Treasures like wood, I will give them to you now." Although with these souls, the power of the string of bells has increased dramatically, but Zhao Xiaomeng still feels that they are a burden.

In case something happens, she can't afford it!
It's better to let the relatives take it away.

Wei Zhengrong looked puzzled, how could the soul-cultivating wood be so good!

The soul-cultivating wood can nourish the soul, and it can keep the soul of the dead in the cultivation world. It is a treasure that can shake the cultivation world as long as it appears together!

Not only did he not have it, even the entire Jianzong didn't hear of anyone having it!
He stared at the magic bell in Zhao Xiaomeng's hand, murmured hard.

"I can't give you this magic bell! Although it can protect your little brother's soul, it is a magic weapon after all. Your little brother has stayed in it for a long time. It is hard to say that he will return to his body in the future. Will he Bianmoxiu. Only the string of bells on my body, although it does not have the effect of nourishing the soul, is not a magic weapon, and it is still possible to protect these weak souls for a hundred years." Zhao Xiaomeng explained.

The meaning is clear, even if the magic bell is given to you, you dare not use it.

My magic weapon cannot be given to you.

Just ask your junior brother's soul, do you want it now?
Wei Zhengrong bowed and made a great gift: "Please ask Junior Sister Mo to save this soul for Junior Brother temporarily, and when I go back to report to Master, I will make a special trip to Qingyunmen to thank Junior Sister Mo."

This favor, the more you owe, the more you can't afford it!

"Remember to bring spirit stones with you when you come! Don't come to the door empty-handed! You have more than one life!" Mengze shouted in Zhao Xiaomeng's sea of ​​consciousness.It's a pity that Wei Zhengrong couldn't hear it, otherwise he would feel better. The kindness of saving his life that can be repaid with Lingshi is really nothing!

(End of this chapter)