Chapter 52 Fishing in Troubled Waters

Demon cores are rare among first- and second-level monsters, and only monsters that are extremely powerful in the second level, or monsters above the third level, will often appear. But dharma beads are different. The probability of a dharma bead appearing is none in ten thousand. In the entire world of cultivating immortals, there are only a few rumors about the dharma bead.

According to legend, the current monsters are different races descended from various giant beasts and big monsters in ancient times. Although the blood has been so thin that it can be ignored. But it is also possible to awaken part of the ability inexplicably and form magic beads in the body. It's not that the higher the strength of the monster, the easier it is to awaken, the appearance of the magic beads is completely irregular.

It doesn't necessarily mean that what is awakened is a very powerful talent spell, or it may be a very weak and insignificant ability. After all, in ancient times, not every monster was very powerful.

However, once the extremely powerful spells are inherited, with the improvement of the awakened person's cultivation base, it is very likely that they will have the great power to move mountains and seas.

"Grab the magic beads, grab the demon pill!"

At this moment, there was a frenzy on the faces of the monks around, and they completely lost their rationality. The legend about the magic beads is far away and mysterious, and it has been passed on by word of mouth. Some people even think that once they get the magic beads, their cultivation level will skyrocket, soaring above the nine heavens, ignoring all sentient beings, and achieving the golden elixir.

There are also some ignorant monks who don't even know what the magic beads are. But seeing the crazy expressions of the monks around, no matter how stupid a person can know, it must be a rare and rare treasure.

Thousands of monks rushed down from the lake to fight for treasures. The scene is so spectacular that it is breathtaking.

"Haha, I snatched it. The magic bead is mine." A young monk riding a white eagle was the fastest. He took the magic bead in his hand one step ahead. Yao Dan.

"Idiot." Lu Xiaotian said coldly, before he finished speaking, dozens of spells hit the white eagle in the low sky. The white eagle and the young monk who had been hit by various spells screamed in the future before they could do any defense, and were blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the swarms of spells, and a large number of white eagle feathers fell from the sky.

Witnessing the tragic death of the young monk, Lu Xiaotian smiled bitterly. Naturally, he had some thoughts about the magic beads when he went to the lake. It's just that the monks around have fallen into an almost crazy situation. Almost anyone who snatches the hand, as long as they can't leave immediately, will be besieged by the surrounding monks.

Even the Foundation Establishment cultivator, in this chaotic situation, dare not say that he can retreat completely. The previous Crystal Toad was so powerful that he was besieged to death. Not to mention that all the monks present were in the Qi refining period.

After thinking about this point, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help shaking his head, maybe with this magic orb, it is enough to join any sect. It's just that although the treasure is good, you must have your life to get it. He didn't think he had the ability to take away the magic beads in full view. So Lu Xiaotian took the next best thing, and set his sights on the scattered spirit stones and some spirit objects in the silt in the lake that were ignored by everyone to a certain extent. Lu Xiaotian excitedly harvested more than a dozen low-grade water spirit stones, and four or five ice spirit stones. The water spirit stones are okay, he has reserved some in the enchantment, but the three series of ice, wind and thunder spirit stones are very scarce, and they should be useful in the future.

"Zhiwu ore!" Lu Xiaotian put another piece of ore required in the task of the Ancient Sword Sect into the enchantment. It is said that it can be used to refine the magic weapon Zhiwu Sword, such a small piece is also worth a lot, at least worth hundreds of spirit stones.

Although you can't grab the best treasures, it's good to be able to get so much oil and water. Lu Xiaotian is quite content, even if it is refining Qi Gathering Pill, it will take a lot of time to earn hundreds of spirit stones.

"Huh?" When Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to a piece of water spirit stone, he was stepped on by the other hand. He stared at him. He was still an acquaintance. Before entering Wangyue City, the fat man Zhu Yinhua who sold him the rules of the fairy city, maybe it was because of seeing him. His own cultivation level was much higher than his. After Zhu Yinhua got the spirit stone, he immediately turned around slipperily and slipped away from the crowd to other places without even recognizing him.

Lu Xiaotian couldn't help laughing, this fat man is really treacherous, his body is so fat, his cultivation base is not high, and it is also a skill to sneak around in the crowd of treasure hunters. A low-grade spirit stone, no serious conflict, Lu Xiaotian didn't bother to care about it. It seems that apart from the fanatical monks who snatch the demon pills and magic beads, there are also people like him who are self-aware and look for benefits with their heads down.

At this time, the bottom of the lake was already filled with an extremely strong smell of blood. I don't know how many monks died fighting for the demon pills and magic beads. Lu Xiaotian tried his best to avoid the vortex of fighting. Otherwise, with his cultivation base, it would be very dangerous to be involved.

It's just that although he is very careful, sometimes the development of the situation is beyond his control. A ferocious man jumped up and grabbed the magic orb in the air. But soon, more than a dozen wind blades shot past. The hand holding the dharma beads was cut off by Qi Gen in an instant.

"Ah, my hand!" The ferocious man screamed, but at this moment no one paid any attention to him, the loser in the fight. The other monks desperately wanted to snatch the magic beads in their hands, but immediately Dozens of spells blasted over again. Several people shrank their necks, and retreated temporarily unwillingly. There were corpses everywhere, stumps and broken arms. Maybe there were too many dead people. In a very short period of time, no one caught the broken arms, so that the broken arms fell into the mud.

"Where did the magic beads go?"

"Whoever snatches the magic beads, hand them over, or I will destroy you all over the house!" There was a commotion all around.

"Fazhu!" Lu Xiaotian's breath stopped suddenly, and he wanted to plant flowers that would not bloom. He didn't expect that he didn't have the idea of ​​fighting for it, but the Fazhu reached a place within reach. The monks not far away were in a commotion because of the temporary disappearance of the magic beads, full of murderous aura.

The reason for not fighting for wealth is because the probability of losing one's life is too high, but this does not mean that he does not want to get treasures. Lu Xiaotian was heartbroken, since it was delivered to his eyes, he would be a fool if he didn't, he wouldn't take any risk in the world of cultivating immortals. So without thinking, he grabbed the magic orb in the hand of the severed arm with the fastest speed, and sent it to the barrier.

"Damn it, the dharma beads are gone, which son of a bitch hid them, hand them over quickly!"

The monks who couldn't see the dharma beads were angry and anxious. After fighting for a long time, most of their vitality was consumed. In order to replenish the consumption, they also used up a lot of spirit stones. Now they suddenly found that the treasures they were fighting for disappeared strangely.

"It must be some bastard who put the magic beads in the storage bag, look for them, and find them one by one." Many people shouted angrily.

"Patriarch Liao, Patriarch Hu, it seems that someone has already obtained the treasure, but we don't know who this person is. We have been busy for several days, how can we return empty-handed? There are so many casual cultivators here. No one can subdue these loose cultivators, why don't we unite and block all the passages into the lake, even a few passages by the lake, look through all the storage bags, find out the magic beads, and then auction them equally, how about? "

The long-browed old monster wiped the mud from his face, looking rather embarrassed. He is a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, and he never puts others in his eyes, even if he meets the dead old Feipeng. , I didn't expect to fight for treasures in this lake and make myself so embarrassed. Not to mention, I still got nothing. Naturally, the long-browed old monster will not be reconciled.