Longevity: I, Cao, Can See The Prompt

Chapter 83

"Ahem..."

Cao Wei took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

However, the look in his eyes became brighter and brighter, he got up and walked to the bronze armor corpse standing motionless, circled around, and stroked the scale armor a few times, as if seeing a peerless beauty , praised:

"Good thing, what is said in the "Ling Yan Tai Yin Corpse Refining Method" is indeed true, the Yin corpse refined is extremely powerful, the corpse is not afraid of ordinary Magical Items, and the corpse energy can pollute Magical Items and damage its spirituality. With this vicious corpse as the bodyguard, as long as they don't encounter anything that can kill them, even a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment middle stage can fight. I don't know how Yaksha, who is comparable to the Gold Core real person in the follow-up records of this method, is. It's amazing!"

This "Lingyan Taiyin Refining Corpse Method" was recorded in the five-faced ink jade in the tomb when Cao Wei excavated the corpse of the ancestor of the Lin family. At that time, he was only Qi Refining Cultivation Base, with the strength of his soul, unable to view the subsequent content.

But after the Foundation Establishment, he practiced the method of "Collecting Herbs and Returning to the Pot" for another four or five years, and his soul became much stronger, so that the follow-up records can be ascertained.

The ordinary method of refining corpses uses bronze armor, silver armor, and gold armor to correspond to the three levels of Realm of cultivator Foundation Establishment, Gold Core, and Nascent Soul.

In this method, although the corpse at the Foundation Establishment level also has a body of bronze armor, it is more powerful than ordinary zombies, and because of the magical effect of the magical item derived from the corpse's energy, it is called Yin Corpse.

If it can be refined to the Gold Core level, that is, Yaksha, it will be even more powerful.

It's just that this kind of monster is still too far away from Cao Wei. Even if there is, it is beyond his control, and it is more likely to be backlashed and die by sucking flesh and blood.

Just when he was rejoicing, suddenly, for some reason, an extremely depressive feeling came to his heart.

An idea flashed through Cao Wei's mind, and he immediately manipulated the corpse into the coffin, and then put it into the storage bag.

In the end, he forcibly operated the Magic power to completely remove the corpse aura he was contaminated with in a very short period of time.

After finishing these things, he rushed out of the Immortal Cave. As soon as he came outside, he saw the wind and clouds in the sky, and the gray clouds gathered and whizzed away towards the distance.

"Heavenly Tribulation? Someone in the Sect has Transcend Tribulation, look in this direction, don't be the boss of the Li family, otherwise it will be difficult." Cao Wei frowned secretly.

While he was thinking about it, a small three-inch long sword flew out of his sleeve. It was strong against the wind and turned into a three-foot green blade. Sword Ray suddenly appeared, lifted him up, and flew towards the place where the wind and clouds gathered. .

While fleeing, there are also Foundation Establishment cultivator imperial weapons flying up from the mountains from time to time.

After four or five hundred miles, there were as many as seven or eight hundred fellow daoists traveling with Cao Wei, not to mention thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators in other directions also flew towards the place where the wind and clouds gathered.

Of course, they didn't dare to take advantage of the power of the tribulation and thunder, but wanted to observe how this person survived the calamity from a distance, and learn from it. If they are lucky enough to take this step in the future, they will use it.

The crowd stopped fifty miles away from the eye of the wind, and Cao Wei was among the crowd. He looked at the river over a thousand feet wide in the distance, where thick black clouds were converging, and silver snakes danced in the clouds from time to time. , The booming sound spread all over the place, and the world was silent.

And more than ten miles away, in the four directions of southeast and northwest, there were four white-haired old men sitting in the mid-air with their eyes closed in Lotus Position, motionless.

Besides, in the east direction, the Hall Master surnamed Wei of the Law Enforcing Hall was standing side by side with Fairy Xuezhu, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

On the west side, a middle-aged man with five long beards clenched his fist behind his back and looked ahead solemnly.

"Yunzhou, Chen and Li's family is just a private matter. If you dare to disturb Zhiyao's breakthrough, even if the ancestor doesn't want to, he can only beat you out of your soul and use the orthodox rules. Do you understand?" one of them asked. The old man Divine Sense said in an indifferent tone.

"Please don't worry, Sect Leader, I can still tell which is more serious. Ji Hua has been sitting for five years. If I really want to do something during this time, how can Zhiyao practice so steadily?" Chen Jia Gold Core Yunzhou real person said in a deep voice.

"The old man is just afraid that you will lose your head for a while and do something you shouldn't do." The head of Qingxia Sect said with a nod.

"I'm not going to embarrass a junior. Besides, Gold Core will die a hundred times under the thunderstorm. Let's see how much heritage Ji Hua left for his children. If he can get over it, then the Li family will continue to count Hundred Year, if you can't make it through, you will be reduced to an ordinary Foundation Establishment family." Yunzhou Master said with a normal expression.

In the middle of this conversation, a wine Calabash fell from the black cloud and floated unsteadily between the two of them.

Lying on it was a chubby and scruffy cultivator, with half-opened drunken eyes, hiccupping from wine, and said to Master Yunzhou:

"I said why do you worry so much? If the boss of the Li family can get the Golden Core, he would have taken over my talisman hall earlier. It's you guys who keep talking about the Sect rules every five years. One meeting makes me rush every time, and I don’t dare to drink too much, is it annoying? This kind of rule should be abolished earlier, so as not to disturb people’s rest after drinking!”

"You are drunk for twelve months of the year. What kind of favor does that old fellow Ji Hua have for you? He can make you, a drunkard, spend your Gold Core vitality to draw Shen Zichen's talisman for him, and gather together? Water potential?" Master Yunzhou asked with a slight frown.

"Hey, before the old guy sat down, he made three Qingqiu pills for me with a sigh of relief." The sloppy cultivator drank from a jug, and then laughed.

But without saying a few words, he suddenly coughed loudly, his face flushed.

"Your vitality has been seriously injured, go back and rest. With us here, nothing can happen." The headmaster said calmly.

"No, no, this is not possible. I promised Ji Hua that no matter what the success or failure of Zhiyao Golden Core, I have to follow it from beginning to end."

The sloppy cultivator quickly shook his head a few times, while speaking, his misty eyes never left someone.

"My dear, daddy said that if he really wanted to do something, he wouldn't pick this time. Let's go, daddy will spend one time today, do you want to drink the drunk dream of two hundred years?" Yunzhou real person said angrily, and walked away go.

"One of the two special products of the Hehuan Sect, I asked you to take it out a long time ago, wait for me! Good Calabash, hurry up and fly."

Hearing this, the sloppy cultivator came to his senses, patted the big Calabash sitting under him, and chased after him.

"The two of you also leave half a catty for the old man, don't drink it all up." Seeing this, the master quickly shouted via voice transmission.

"Half catty, go dreaming."

There was a loud laugh in the distance.

As the two left, a thunderbolt between the sky and the earth shot down from the ink-like calamity cloud towards the river.

I saw a Daoist shadow rushing out from the bottom of the river wrapped in the torrential river water, thousands of patterns formed on the surface of the river, connected with each other, and layers of aura emerged around him.

(end of this chapter)