$ Chapter 146 Yuezuma (monthly ticket plus more updates)
Now.
Wang Yu didn't even look at what would happen to the crocodile dragon, and just used his Xuanyin hand with all his strength, rushing towards the pale Lan Boting.
Compared with the gray-black giant hand of only ten feet in the Qi training period, when Wang Yu, who was in the foundation building stage, used it, with the blessing of true essence, the Xuanyin hand of the great success stage was ten feet long!
The 33-meter Xuanyin hand was like a giant's arm.
He suddenly grabbed the weak Lan Boting, and his expression was also shocked, and his facial features were a little distorted.
"This is... the inheritance of Huangquan Temple, you are the true disciple of Huangquan Temple? How is this possible! And... you should be in that position."
Looking at the panicked enemy, Wang Yu smiled.
"Yes, Wang is the true disciple of Huangquan Temple, how about it? Are you surprised?"
At this moment, the Xuanyin hand will bloom with its true power of the second-level upper-grade magic. Due to too little true essence, Wang Yu only condensed one Xuanyin hand.
But this is completely enough!
"No...Fellow Daoist Wang, I know Elder Dizang of Huangquan Temple. He has a relationship with the Sword Sect..."
Hmm?
The moment Wang Yu was suspicious, Lan Boting exploded into a ball of blood in his hand. He didn't use much force. He still wanted this corpse in the middle stage of foundation building.
It's worth a lot!
While he was confused, he looked at his comrade-in-arms, the crocodile on the other side.
But he saw that most of his neck was split open, his spine was broken, and only some flesh and blood remained below. It was almost as if his head didn't fall off.
What a domineering Blood Yuan Sword.
However, it also made Wang Yu relieved, and the crisis was resolved.
It seems that he still has to break through in the sect in the future. With the help of spiritual veins, he doesn't need to consume his own spiritual stones, and it is safer.
If he has to be in the wild, he must prepare a formation flag that can cover up the movement in advance.
One learns from one's mistakes, and only then can he succeed.
Now is the harvest time.
The corpse of the crocodile dragon is very valuable, but Wang Yu is not going to sell it. The blood essence is used to refine secret medicine, the flesh and blood are used to refine animal feeding pills, and the bones, tendons and scales are the materials of superior magic tools.
And... this crocodile dragon has a demon pill!
The so-called demon pill is not the golden pill of human cultivators, but a symbol of rich blood. Even the first-level demon beasts may condense a demon pill.
It represents a strong talent.
The earlier the demon beast condenses the demon pill, the greater the potential. This crocodile dragon definitely has the potential to break through the third level, so the value is even greater.
Wang Yu knows a kind of pill called [Tulong Xuandan], which is made with the \u003cDiling Shihu\u003e harvested before, which can greatly strengthen the body of the body cultivator.
It is compatible with [Dragon Spine] and can also activate a kind of physical magic. You can consider learning it when you go back.
When he came to the pool of blood near Lan Boting, he collected all the storage bags first, and his eyes were very solemn.
"If the guess is true, this should be some kind of restriction or a contract with super binding force.
"He violated the contract, so he was punished and turned into a pool of blood, without even a soul left..."
Huangquan Temple, Ksitigarbha Elder.
Wang Yu stroked his chin. He claimed the identity of Huangquan Temple's true inheritance reserve, and he had the inheritance of Xuanyin Hand. This identity was high enough, and he knew some of the sect's secrets by default.
It was normal for Lan Boting to be punished by the contract for speaking rashly.
"However, is the Sword Sect involved with Huangquan Temple?"
He couldn't help but think of the source of the Xuanyin Hand technique, Su Qingshan! Could he really be a spy? But it doesn't make sense to let a spy carry the core inheritance.
Headache!
"Don't think about it, don't think about it, it has nothing to do with me anyway. ”
Counting the harvest.
Second-grade top-grade Demon Binding Rope, second-grade top-grade Jade Water Sword, except for these two magic weapons, the rest are very ordinary, not as good as the Earth Yuan Ding harvested before.
The spiritual stone harvest is 32,000, a lot of money.
There are also five bottles of second-grade spiritual pills and some sundries, including a lot of information and maps related to the Taihu Spirit Realm, as well as the information about the Dead Leaf Swamp from the Tianxu Sword Sect.
Especially the last one, which is of great help to Wang Yu now. He is worried about how to cross the swamp safely. With this internal information, the difficulty will be greatly reduced.
In addition, In addition, there are several tokens in the storage bag, which should be used for traveling within the Sword Sect. There is no other harvest.
As for the skills and magic, there is not a single book.
This is consistent with the situation of the cultivators of the other major forces. They all learned the skills from the sect, unlike the casual cultivators who carry them with them.
Even if they have made some gains outside, in most cases, they are not as good as the inheritance given by the sect, and they simply disdain to practice the inheritance outside.
"These are enough. After dealing with those sundries, magic tools, and elixirs, I can enter the ranks of a hundred thousand spirit stone wealth. ”
When he came, he had a net worth of 100,000, and when he left, he still had 100,000.
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It is obvious that he has consumed a lot, and his strength has also improved a lot. There are still many good people in Taihu Spirit Realm, unlike Chiyuan, who are all paupers.
After finding a secluded place and recovering his true essence, he spent several days refining the four second-level magic tools, the Glazed Soul Lamp, the Earth Yuan Ding, the Demon Binding Rope, and the Green Water Sword.
The strength naturally rises to a higher level, and when they reach the foundation-building stage, the cultivators' powerful spiritual consciousness is enough to support them to control two magic tools at the same time, and in the late stage of foundation-building, they can even control three.
With reasonable matching, it is enough to establish a comprehensive advantage.
Taking out the map that Lan Boting had painstakingly purchased, Wang Yu chose a direction and headed towards the Chiyuan Demon Realm!
Having intelligence and not having intelligence are two completely different concepts.
Even so, there were many dangers along the way, and the deeper they went, the more serious they became, especially after entering the territory of the Jindan monster. Even if Wang Yu had the invisibility technique, he could not hide from such a being.
He could only bypass it from the edge, and these relatively safe paths had been set up with a lot of restrictions and formations by both the good and evil sides for countless years.
There were even illusion formations used to lure people.
Only three days after Wang Yu set out, he saw a fourth-level spiritual ginseng growing under a tree. If it weren't for the map marking that it was a trap of illusion formations and killing formations, he might have been caught.
The two domains have been fighting each other for many years, and all kinds of tactics have been used. Sneak through dangerous places and cross the sky gates directly into the hinterland are even more overused tricks.
This shows how many traps these "safe paths" hide.
In some places, the place where you can land is less than three feet wide, and you have to walk sideways.
"Old Lan, Old Lan, Wang misunderstood you. You are a good person."
Two months later.
Just after escaping from a group of wolf beasts, Wang Yu found that the strength of the monster beasts was gradually decreasing, which meant that he had passed through the most dangerous core area of the Dead Leaf Swamp.
He was already heading towards the periphery of the Red Kite Demon Realm.
His mentality suddenly became clear, and the most dangerous thing had been passed.
Time passed while he was on the road.
In early January of the fifth year of Wang Yu's inner sect career, on a silent night with snow falling, the familiar nine twisted peaks came into view, and the spiritual energy in the environment had a sweet smell.
"Long time no see, Holy Sect!"
Being called Holy Sect means that Wang has recognized his identity as a demon, and it is no longer forced. The second volume will begin soon, and the goal is to form a pill!
