Chapter 407 Destroy Song Mingyang
Song Mingyang answered truthfully: "Thousand-year Chalcedony Liquid is a top-notch and rare fourth-grade elixir that has the effect of catalyzing the rapid growth of spiritual plants."
"It only takes one drop of chalcedony liquid to add ten years of growth to a spiritual plant below the fourth level! If there is enough millennium chalcedony liquid, the third-level spiritual plant can be transformed into a fourth-level spiritual plant."
"The life of King Zhao of the Great Zhao Dynasty is about to end. The Duanmu family plans to use this thousand-year-old chalcedony liquid to produce a fourth-level elixir to extend the life of King Zhao."
Catalyze the rapid growth of spiritual plants?
Can the third level spiritual plant be upgraded to the fourth level spiritual plant? .??.??
Su Twelve squinted his eyes. These words made his breath stagnate, and other thoughts immediately came to his mind.
He planned to refine the Spirit-shaping Pill, and the Jiuqu Lingshen and Millennium Zhi he was looking for were both rare fourth-level elixirs.
In the world of immortality, the higher the grade of elixir, the longer it takes to grow.
There are many elixirs, but it’s not that they don’t exist, but they don’t have enough growth time to be used as medicine.
If this thousand-year-old chalcedony liquid is really what Song Mingyang said, it can give birth to spiritual plants.
That means that the scope of his search for Jiuqu Lingshen and Millennium Zhi is even wider, and even immature spiritual plants can be taken into consideration.
The thoughts in his mind turned around, Su Twelve just paused for a breath, and then returned to calm and indifferent appearance.
Then, he continued to ask: "How did you discover such a treasure, and how are you sure that it must be in the valley?"
In fact, Su Twelve already had a guess in his mind, but the guess was just a guess. What he wanted was a 100% sure answer.
Song Mingyang then replied: "A few months ago, the servants of the Song family snatched three three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum plants from Old Man Feng's house, which contained the scent of thousand-year-old chalcedony liquid."
"This matter has been confirmed by the elder of the Duanmu family. It can't be wrong."
"Okay, you know, I'll tell you everything! My life is already here, give me a break! After I die, I just ask you to let the other people in the Song family go!"
After saying that, Song Mingyang closed his eyes, looking like he was begging for death.
"I accepted your life for the little girl! But the lives of other people in the Song family... I am not the person involved, and I cannot make the decision for Old Man Feng and the others."
Su Twelve said calmly, neither a knife nor a sword appeared in his hand at this moment.
Song Mingyang lay on the ground and couldn't help but sigh, but didn't say anything more.
Su Twelve didn't waste any time. He raised his hand to sweep out a sword and killed him with one strike.
A stream of blood spurted out from Song Mingyang's neck.
Song Mingyang's body twitched a few times, and then he completely lost his breath and died here.
In fact, if there was even the slightest hope of escape, he would not give up, but there was no problem.
Facing Su Twelve who holds the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, even if he has a secret technique to retain a ray of residual soul, so what.
In front of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, a wisp of remnant soul has nowhere to escape.
Even if you don’t want to accept your fate, you have no choice.
Looking at Song Mingyang's corpse in front of him, Su Twelve decisively used the object control technique and pocketed the storage bag on his body.
As for Song Mingyang's body, he did not use fire magic to burn it like before.
And he put the soul-devouring rat and the ice soul spider back into the spirit beast bag, then turned around and rushed towards Feng Fei's location.
Old man Feng naturally wanted to find a way to make a living
Rescue, but before going, the little girl must be settled first.
As for Song Mingyang's body, it wasn't that he was merciful, but underneath Song Mingyang's body, a hidden line of small words was written in bright red blood: The murderer... Li Canghai of the Demonic Shadow Palace!
Apart from anything else, Su Twelve also believed that it was necessary to preserve the death scene just for this reason.
Although doing so would also alert the Shadow Palace, this was exactly the effect he wanted.
Only by muddying the water could he fish in troubled waters and obtain more information about the Shadow Palace.
After all, there is now the art of alien breathing, and you can change your appearance at any time. As long as you don't encounter a strong person with golden elixir, you will be fine.
Soon, Su Twelve returned to the two altars floating on the water.
On one of the intact altars, people from Xiaohe Village were standing.
Their homes were destroyed for no reason, and they were captured here and suffered torture, pain, and torture. At this time, everyone was in shock, and their faces were full of fear and uneasiness.
To them, this was an unforeseen disaster.
He wanted to be resentful and want to blame, but when he saw the two huge ice soul spiders standing next to Feng Fei, all his thoughts disappeared.
Not to mention, the ghosts of Feng Ruren and his wife were standing in front of Feng Fei.
At this time, the Fengrenren couple's souls and bodies were scattered, and they looked like they might disappear into thin air at any time.
The little girl stood in front of her mother, already reduced to tears.
"Auntie, daddy, I...I don't want you to leave me. How about you stay, Uncle Bing...Uncle Bing is a god, he must have a way to save you."
Feng Fei shouted at the top of his lungs and opened his hands to try to catch his parents.
However, due to the different paths between people and ghosts, she stretched out her hands, but she could only pass through Luoying's body.
"Feier, be good. You must listen to your sick uncle during the days when your father and mother are away. Dad and mom... your parents will become stars in the sky and protect Feier."
"If Fei'er...if you miss your parents, you can look up at the stars in the sky at night."
Luo Ying's voice was choked with sobs, her heart was in pain, and she was also extremely reluctant to give up.
But his time has come, and no matter how much he is reluctant to let go, he can only usher in the final separation.
The aura around them continued to dissipate, Luo Ying and Feng Ruinu held hands, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into little fluorescent lights and disappeared between heaven and earth.
And at the moment when her soul dissipated, another tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eyes.
"Aniang...father..."
Seeing this scene, Feng Fei was filled with sadness and hurriedly stretched out his hands in a final effort and attempt.
But she suffered torture before and experienced the pain of losing a loved one. The grief was undoubtedly huge.
The sadness reached the extreme, and immediately his vision turned black and he fell to the ground.
Just when Feng Fei was about to fall to the ground, Su Twelve came to her side quietly, grabbed her and held her in his arms.
Looking down at Feng Fei who was unconscious in his arms, Su Twelve felt heartbroken.
He had endured the pain of losing a loved one and knew how sad and painful Feng Fei was at this time.
At that moment, Su Twelve immediately took out a spiritual elixir that a mortal could bear, and wanted to give it to her.
But when the elixir was handed to Feng Fei, Su Twelve suddenly stopped moving.
"Maybe... it would be better for her to let her sleep like this for a while." Song Mingyang answered truthfully: "Thousand-year Chalcedony Liquid is a top-notch and rare fourth-level elixir that can catalyze the rapid growth of spiritual plants."
"It only takes one drop of chalcedony liquid to add ten years of growth to a spiritual plant below the fourth level! If there is enough millennium chalcedony liquid, the third-level spiritual plant can be transformed into a fourth-level spiritual plant."
"The life of King Zhao of the Great Zhao Dynasty is about to end. The Duanmu family plans to use this thousand-year-old chalcedony liquid to produce a fourth-level elixir to extend the life of King Zhao."
Catalyze the rapid growth of spiritual plants?
Can the third-level spiritual plant be upgraded to a fourth-level spiritual plant?
Su Twelve squinted his eyes. These words made his breath stagnate, and other thoughts immediately came to his mind.
He planned to refine the Spirit-shaping Pill, and the Jiuqu Lingshen and Millennium Zhi he was looking for were both rare fourth-level elixirs. .??.
In the world of immortality, the higher the grade of elixir, the longer it takes to grow.
There are many elixirs, but it’s not that they don’t exist, but they don’t have enough growth time to be used as medicine.
If this thousand-year-old chalcedony liquid is indeed what Song Mingyang said, it can give birth to spiritual plants.
That means that the scope of his search for Jiuqu Lingshen and Millennium Zhi is even wider, and even immature spiritual plants can be taken into consideration.
The thoughts in his mind turned around, and Su Twelve just paused for a breath before regaining his composure and indifference.
Then, he continued to ask: "How did you discover such a treasure, and how are you sure that it must be in the valley?"
In fact, Su Twelve already had a guess in his mind, but the guess was just a guess. What he wanted was a 100% sure answer.
Song Mingyang then replied: "A few months ago, the servants of the Song family snatched three three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum plants from Old Man Feng's house, which contained the scent of thousand-year-old chalcedony liquid."
"This matter has been confirmed by the elder of the Duanmu family. It can't be wrong."
"Okay, you know, I'll tell you everything! My life is already here, give me a happy life! After I die, I just ask you to let the other people in the Song family go!"
After saying that, Song Mingyang closed his eyes, looking like he was begging for death.
"I accepted your life for the little girl! But the lives of other people in the Song family... I am not the person involved, and I cannot make the decision for Old Man Feng and the others."
Su Twelve said calmly, neither a knife nor a sword appeared in his hand at this moment.
Song Mingyang lay on the ground and couldn't help but sigh, but didn't say anything more.
Su Twelve didn't waste any time. He raised his hand to sweep out a sword and killed him with one strike.
A stream of blood spurted out from Song Mingyang's neck.
Song Mingyang's body twitched a few times, and then he completely lost his breath and died here.
In fact, if there was even the slightest hope of escape, he would not give up, but there was no problem.
Facing Su Twelve who holds the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, even if he has a secret technique to retain a ray of residual soul, so what.
In front of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, a wisp of remnant soul has nowhere to escape.
Even if you don’t want to accept your fate, you have no choice.
Looking at Song Mingyang's body in front of him, Su Twelve decisively used the object control technique and pocketed the storage bag on his body.
As for Song Mingyang's body, he did not use fire magic to burn it like before.
And he put the soul-devouring rat and the ice soul spider back into the spirit beast bag, then turned around and rushed towards Feng Fei's location.
Old man Feng naturally wanted to find a way to make a living
Rescue, but before going, the little girl must be settled first.
As for Song Mingyang's body, it wasn't that he was merciful, but underneath Song Mingyang's body, bright red blood was writing a hidden line of small words: The murderer... Li Canghai of the Demonic Shadow Palace!
Apart from anything else, Su Twelve also believed that it was necessary to preserve the death scene just for this reason.
Although doing so would also alert the Shadow Palace, this was exactly the effect he wanted.
Only by muddying the water could he fish in troubled waters and obtain more information about the Shadow Palace.
After all, there is now the art of alien breathing, and you can change your appearance at any time. As long as you don't encounter a strong person with golden elixir, you will be fine.
Soon, Su Twelve returned to the two altars floating on the water.
On one of the intact altars, people from Xiaohe Village were standing.
Their homes were destroyed for no reason, and they were captured here and subjected to torture, pain, and torture. At this time, everyone was in shock, and their faces were full of fear and uneasiness.
To them, this was an unforeseen disaster.
He wanted to be resentful and want to blame, but when he saw the two huge ice soul spiders standing next to Feng Fei, all his thoughts disappeared.
Not to mention, in front of Feng Fei, stood the ghosts of Feng Ruren and his wife.
At this time, the Fengrenren couple's souls and bodies were scattered, and they looked like they might disappear into thin air at any time.
The little girl stood in front of her mother, already reduced to tears.
"Auntie, daddy, I...I don't want you to leave me. How about you stay, Uncle Bing...Uncle Bing is a god, he must have a way to save you."
Feng Fei shouted at the top of her lungs, opening her hands to try to catch her parents.
However, due to the different paths between people and ghosts, she stretched out her hands, but she could only pass through Luoying's body.
"Feier, be good. You must listen to your sick uncle during the days when your father and mother are away. Dad and mom... your parents will become stars in the sky and protect Feier."
"If Fei'er...if you miss your parents, you can look up at the stars in the sky at night."
Luo Ying's voice was choked with sobs, her heart was in pain, and she was also extremely reluctant to give up.
But his time has come, and no matter how much he is reluctant to let go, he can only usher in the final separation.
The aura around them continued to dissipate, Luo Ying and Feng Ruinu held hands, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into little fluorescent lights and disappeared between heaven and earth.
And at the moment when her soul dissipated, another tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eyes.
"Aniang...father..."
Seeing this scene, Feng Fei was filled with sadness and hurriedly stretched out his hands in a final effort and attempt.
But she suffered torture before and experienced the pain of losing a loved one. The grief was undoubtedly huge.
The sadness reached the extreme, and immediately his vision turned black and he fell to the ground.
Just when Feng Fei was about to fall to the ground, Su Twelve came to her side quietly, grabbed her and held her in his arms.
Looking down at Feng Fei who was unconscious in his arms, Su Twelve felt heartbroken.
He had endured the pain of losing a loved one before and knew how sad and painful Feng Fei was at this time.
At that moment, Su Twelve immediately took out a spiritual elixir that a mortal could bear, and wanted to give it to her.
But when the elixir was handed to Feng Fei, Su Twelve suddenly stopped moving.
"Maybe... it would be better for her to let her sleep like this for a while."
