The Bloody Taoist

With Jiang Lingzi's loud laughter, the red blood iron coffin suspended in the sky suddenly opened, as if responding to some invisible call.

Then, a fat man jumped out of it, it was Zuo Yinyang.

His movements were as smooth as flowing water. Before his feet landed on the ground, the red blood iron coffin began to shrink rapidly, turned into a blood light, and flew towards him.

In an instant, the coffin disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Zuo Yinyang looked inward and found that the red blood iron coffin had turned into a mini blood coffin, quietly floating in his sea of ​​consciousness.

And in the depths of his dantian, a blood-red evil spirit seed was looming, and a scarlet breath was also filled around it.

The blood coffin seemed to have its own consciousness, constantly rotating around the evil spirit seed, and its trajectory was mysterious and unpredictable, as if it contained some unspeakable power.

"How is it, kid, it's not midnight yet.

I said today is today, right!"

Jiang Lingzi said proudly, his voice full of pride.

The smile on his face was full of satisfaction, as if he had eaten some sweet fruit.

Although there was a little accident just now, fortunately everything was safe.

At this moment, Zuo Yinyang was immersed in the wonderful experience brought by the Refining Evil Realm, feeling the huge changes in his body.

He bowed deeply to Jiang Lingzi and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you for your guidance, which allowed me to break through to the Refining Evil Realm in one fell swoop and gain a life-defining magic weapon. I really can't repay this kindness."

"Okay, okay." Hearing the words "life-defining magic weapon", Jiang Lingzi's expression was slightly gloomy.

He originally planned to use ordinary corpse fire to help Zuo Yinyang refine the magic weapon, but he found that the evil spirit required for this coffin was far beyond expectations during the refining process.

In order to ensure safety, especially to prevent Master Jing Ruo from finding trouble after noticing the abnormality, he had to grit his teeth and drip a drop of heart blood to activate a stronger blood flame to help Zuo Yinyang refine the weapon.

"I lost a drop of my heart's blood for an experiment. It's a bit of a loss!" He sighed in his heart, but he still maintained a master's demeanor on the outside.

"No need to thank me. Besides, you can't give me anything in return.

But I have to remind you that the material of this coffin is not as simple as a five-hundred-year-old spiritual material. I'm afraid it is a thousand-year-old thing.

You are really lucky, and Jing Ruo's vision is really sharp."

Jiang Lingzi thought that the accident in the refining was due to the special material of the coffin selected by Pei Xingmou, but he never thought that the real reason was hidden.

Zuo Yinyang naturally would not take the initiative to mention it, and the excuse he just prepared was no longer needed at this moment.

After immersing himself for a moment, Zuo Yinyang carefully experienced the many changes brought about by the refining evil realm.

In addition to the strengthening of the body and soul, the biggest difference between the refining evil realm and the qi sense realm is that the seeds of evil spirit are generated in the body, and from then on, the infusion of external evil spirit is no longer needed. The practitioner only needs to continuously temper the seeds of evil spirit in the body.

This can not only breed evil spirits continuously, but also avoid accidents that practitioners encounter when melting evil spirits.

This is how the meaning of the word "Liansha" comes from.

In addition, cultivators in the Liansha realm can also release their mana, whether it is evil spirits or spiritual energy, they can attack remotely through spells.

It can be said that cultivators who have reached the Liansha realm are truly distinguished from mortals and become extraordinary beings.

Zuo Yinyang slowly raised his right hand, and a dark red evil spirit quickly condensed in his hand.

He casually slapped the stone drum in the tomb passage, and there was a loud "bang", and a deep pit instantly sank on the surface of the stone drum.

This palm can be regarded as amazingly powerful.

"Now I finally look like a cultivator," Zuo Yinyang was secretly happy.

Before, whenever he fought with the enemy, he always relied on physical combat, and he was somewhat unwilling in his heart, but now it is very different.

Moreover, the innate magical powers brought by the seeds of earth blood evil spirits are exactly the same as Zuo Yinyang's speculation.

This magical power is to control the blood and evil spirit of the earth, so that the cultivator has a strong ability to control the activity of blood and flesh.

This ability is not limited to the control of one's own blood and flesh activity, but more importantly, as the cultivation continues to deepen, it can also be extended to the control of the activity of other people's blood and flesh.

Whether it is the growth or withering of blood and flesh, or even its activation, it will be under his control.

Now, he can control his own blood and flesh freely, but this is just the beginning.

As he gradually masters higher-level power, he may eventually be able to control all flesh and blood creatures.

In this way, he has an extremely terrifying magical power that is terrifying.

Combined with his own talent for controlling blood and flesh, it will be very interesting to fight with others in the future.

With such a magical power, he must hide one or two as a killer.

And the refinement of the life magic weapon and the hidden space in the magic weapon made him overjoyed.

His control over this coffin now far exceeds that of the life magic weapon of ordinary cultivators. He can even clearly perceive the structure inside the blood coffin material.

Although there was nothing in the hidden space inside the blood coffin, it was very large, and it was more than enough to hold a hundred Zuo Yinyangs in their prime.

Today, Zuo Yinyang had gained a lot beyond his imagination.

He couldn't help but curl up his lips, and he felt full of joy in his heart.

Since he traveled through time, he was now more confident.

Jiang Lingzi had been silently observing the whole process. Just now, he sensed through his soul that the moment the Red Blood Iron Coffin was refined, it did share the alienation and strange changes of Zuo Yinyang during the breakthrough.

"The life magic weapon can be continuously advanced with the cultivator. If you can prepare in advance and advance the life magic weapon at the same time as the breakthrough, you can further reduce the risk of breakthrough." After his idea was verified, Jiang Lingzi was also secretly happy.

He had a lot of confidence in the next stage of practice.

Obviously, both of them got the results they wanted.

Then, Zuo Yinyang struck while the iron was hot and asked Jiang Lingzi a lot of questions.

Once familiar, he found that Jiang Lingzi was quite easy to talk to. After a conversation, Zuo Yinyang vaguely guessed that Jiang Lingzi might have failed to win the next head of the Heshan Sect, so he left his hometown.

"Let's go back.

But don't be too happy too soon. Now that you have reached the level of Refining Demon Realm, those evil witches should have smelled the smell and come here."

Jiang Lingzi said as he stood up. Gray mist rose from his body, ready to take Zuo Yinyang back to the city.

"Hmph, I have a grudge against these evil witches. If they don't look for me, I will look for them." Zuo Yinyang's eyes turned cold and his tone was grim.

"Hahaha!" With Jiang Lingzi's laughter, the gray mist turned into a long rainbow, lifted the two of them up, and rushed towards the city.

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The small mountain village after the heavy snow was not as lively as the city. In the dilapidated house, the woman's eyes were dark, and the voice of the Black Mountain Altar Master came from her mouth.

"The news is confirmed. The people of Shangqing Sword Sect have returned.

The sacrifice was replaced by Jiang Lingzi from Heshang Sect!"

A carriage slowly passed by on the small road at the entrance of the village.

The old man dressed like a rich man in the car heard the voice transmission and replied: "Jiang Lingzi! Master, there must be no fraud here, why would Jiang Lingzi be involved in this matter.

This person is also very difficult to deal with!

Doesn't the Shangqing sword cultivator know that this person has had a deal with us before?"

"It shouldn't be. There is indeed a problem inside the Shangqing Sword Sect. It seems that their deputy sect leader's injury has changed. It is difficult for outsiders to find out the specifics, but the sword cultivator is indeed no longer in Nanchu.

As for why Jiang Lingzi was arranged to protect the sacrifice, I don't know the reason at present.

But I think it's nothing more than coercion and inducement.

No matter how difficult he is to deal with, he is definitely not as good as the Shangqing sword cultivator. Now I want you to keep an eye on him in the city. Once we find that the sacrifice has reached the level of practicing evil, we must act quickly, otherwise we will miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Yes!"