Panda Taoist Priest

In general, there are at most ten drops of blood essence in human body at one time.

Chu Xiong relied on his body as a black bear, not a human body. There was a lot more blood essence in his body than human beings. All of them added up to almost 30 drops.

But for Chu Xiong, every drop of blood essence is extremely precious, because every drop of blood essence consumed by him needs several months of hard cultivation before he can get it back.

The hardships are not enough for external humanity.

Looking at the bamboo flute in his hand, he was a little uncertain for a moment. The amount of blood essence was limited and very precious. If it drips like this, there will be no result, he will really lose a lot!

After the bamboo flute is inlaid with two round stones, it looks much better than before, and the patterns are much more gorgeous.

Chu Xiong's eyes flashed and took a deep breath.

Spell it!

Since three drops have been dropped, there is absolutely no reason not to stick to it. After all, there is no turning back when you open the bow. You must try.

Chu Xiong clenched his teeth and pinched it in his hand.

Another drop of blood essence condensed and dropped on the bamboo flute, another drop

Finally, when Chu Xiong dropped to the 15th drop, the bamboo flute trembled at the moment of inhaling blood essence.

Chu Xiong can clearly feel the joy of bamboo flute.

Valid!

Chu Xiong's eyes lit up and his heart was ecstatic.

After dripping half of his blood essence, Chu Xiong's face is a little pale and has hurt his vitality.

But the bamboo flute has responded, so his efforts are worth it. Even if he spends a lot of blood essence, it takes him a lot of time to recover.

Chu Xiong breathed a sigh, put the bamboo flute in front of him and looked at it for a while. The red and green round stones became brighter.

Then he held the bamboo flute in one hand and pinched the law in the other.

Hoo!

The bamboo flute trembled slightly, echoing Chu Xiong's decision.

succeed!

The bamboo flute has been activated by Chu Xiong's blood essence. As long as you use Taoism and refine it, you can use it as your own magic weapon.

Chu Xiong looked around. There were green grass, tall trees and occasional stones. Anything could happen in the mountains and forests. It was not suitable for sacrificing and refining the life magic tools.

In case of being attacked by some beast or human during the sacrifice, it will be more troublesome.

……

When Chu Xiong returned to Xue's house, it was already dark. He was now a sacrifice of Xue's family. Naturally, no one stopped him.

Soon Chu Xiong returned to his house.

He cast the spell again to isolate the aura fluctuation around him.

Then he sat cross legged, put the bamboo flute on his leg, meditated and recovered his aura.

This time, not only did he consume a lot of blood essence, but also his aura. He must recover from such an important thing as sacrifice and refining.

With the help of miraculous medicine, Chu Xiong recovered his spirit early the next morning.

"Let's start now." Chu Xiong looked at the bamboo flute on his leg and gently rubbed the bear's paw.

He pinched the Dharma with both hands and hit the bamboo flute with an aura.

As time went by, Chu Xiong's hands in the room rotated, making decisions one by one, and his forehead was sweating more and more.

I don't know how long later, Chu Xiong picked his eyebrows and looked ferocious. Then a light spot in the center of his eyebrows shot onto the bamboo flute and integrated into the bamboo flute.

This light spot is not a general supernatural power or aura, but Chu Xiong's divine sense!

Divine knowledge is a kind of spiritual power that everyone has. However, divine knowledge can not be separated from everyone.

Only when a Taoist cultivates successfully and uses a specific Taoist technique can God's consciousness be separated from the body, but the danger is also very high.

Chu Xiong, as a high-level spirit beast, can't be separated from the body by divine knowledge. However, he cultivated his aura through his own elixir field, and still drove his aura to separate a little divine knowledge.

Splitting divine consciousness is more painful than cutting off an arm. You know, it hurts mentally. There is no external force that can help him alleviate his pain except that he has strong mental strength and can carry it.

Fortunately, Chu Xiong successfully separated his divine consciousness with his tenacious will.

The divine mind is divided, but the spirit is connected.

Chu Xiong can clearly feel everything sensed by divine consciousness.

This is also the fundamental reason why the native magic weapon can be stronger than the general magic weapon, and its shortcomings.

With divine knowledge, this life magic instrument can be instructed like an arm. But once destroyed, it will hurt the divine consciousness and greatly hurt the vitality of the owner of this life magic weapon.

Feeling the familiarity from the bamboo flute, Chu Xiong's face looked much better.

Chu Xiong one handed a little, and the bamboo flute flickered in the air.

At this time, Chu Xiong slowly closed his eyes and carefully felt the magic power of the treasure "Bamboo Flute".

Because this life magic instrument is connected with the master's mind, the master can easily know the magic power and power of this life magic instrument, which is unmatched by ordinary magic instruments.

As time passed, Chu Xiong's face first showed surprise, then ecstasy. After a moment of ecstasy, he began to frown again. After a while, he sighed again.

If anyone sees it, it must be strange.

For a while, Chu Xiong finally sighed and slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, his eyes were shining and refreshing.

"What kind of bamboo flute is that?" Chu Xiong murmured, looking at the bamboo flute, some speechless.

He has learned from divine knowledge that what bamboo flute is this magic instrument!

But a "pen"

A very strange one,

Pen!

The six holes above it can hold six round stones respectively, and at the top, that is, where you blow with your mouth, you should actually insert a pen head.

Chu Xiong could not help but spit out his tongue. He secretly said that he was ignorant. He didn't distinguish between bamboo flute and brush.

Once the information obtained from the pen is collected, all the magic powers of the pen can be played.

As for the name of this pen, Chu Xiong also tried to understand it. Unfortunately, this pen has only two pebbles, and its power is less than 1% of its heyday. He doesn't know his name at all.

Chu Xiong is excited that the value of this treasure is far above the real one, but he also has a pity that this treasure still needs to be collected. He doesn't know where to find it.

"Forget it, even if you can't find the rest, this treasure should also be used." Chu Xiong thought for a moment, but reluctantly accepted the reality.

Dong Dong Dong... Dong Dong Dong

Chu Xiong was thinking about the magic power of this pen. Suddenly, there was a knock outside the door.

Chu Xiong looked so moved that he quickly put on his hat.

Then he slowly came to the door and opened it.

Outside the door stood a young man whom Chu Xiong had seen. It was Xue Liang of the Xue family.

"The elder Chu, the elder Xue, please." Xue Liang bowed his hand.

"Patriarch!" Chu Xiong's eyes flashed slightly.

Look, if you're in trouble, come to the door.