Chapter 583 Counting Harvest, World of Fire

Chapter 583: Counting Harvest, World of Fire

Sitting cross-legged and tapping his knees with his fingers, Liu Yu repeatedly thought about the details of breaking through the Ten Thousand Demons Formation.

After all, if there is even a slight omission in the process, it will lead to an irreversible outcome, and the dream of immortality will end here.

After thinking about it again and again, and making sure that nothing was missing, he finally felt relieved.

"Now, we should be able to have peace for a while."

Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt relieved and finally truly relaxed.

Shaking his head, the storage ring on his finger lit up slightly, and a blue jade box attached to the spirit-sealing talisman appeared in front of him.

Then, a ring with a simple style also appeared in front of him.

It is the demon elixir obtained from the Purple Monster Lizard, and the storage ring obtained from the painstaking old monk.

"It's a pity that at that time, we were pursuing the goal of killing the target as quickly as possible and were eager to get rid of the entanglement of the demon cultivator."

"Otherwise, there will be a few more demon pills."

Looking at the two objects suspended in front of him, Liu Yu shook his head slightly, thinking about the demons that were immediately destroyed physically and mentally, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

But this was also a helpless matter. Based on the situation at that time, it was impossible for him to put himself in danger for the growth of "Qingyang Demonic Fire" and "Ten Thousand Soul Banners".

"Click"

The thought of pity passed away in a flash. Liu Yu eliminated distracting thoughts, tore off the "Sealing Talisman" and opened the blue jade box, revealing a demon pill as black as ink.

Visible to the naked eye, wisps of purple-black demon power linger on the surface of the demon pill, which is extremely pure and rich.

As soon as it was exposed to the air, the demon pill emitted a poisonous gas that had a strange fragrance, but actually contained deadly poison.

If a Qi Refining monk takes just one whiff, his magic power will not flow smoothly and his physical body will soon lose consciousness.

If you inhale it into your body for a long time, you will definitely die.

If it were an ordinary mortal, even if he smelled just a wisp of breath, he would immediately die suddenly!

This is the domineering power of the third-level poison, which even surpasses the understanding of "poison" by some secular mortals and low-level monks.

However, the powerful physique brought by practicing the "Star True Body" naturally has extraordinary resistance to toxins. As long as Liu Yu does not come into direct contact, there will be no serious problems.

Just smelling the breath like this, no matter how long it takes, there will be no symptoms of discomfort.

Looking at the demon pill in front of him, Liu Yu moved his hands together and hit it with magic spells one after another.

After many times of manipulation like this, he has become extremely proficient and does not have to worry about accidents.

"Soul-draining!"

Taking out the magic weapon "Ten Thousand Souls Flag", Liu Yu fired dozens of spells and pointed at the black flag.

The next moment, countless gloomy and cold Yin Qi quickly surged out from the banner and entangled towards the black demon pill.

"buzz"

The black demon pill trembled slightly and lit up with purple-black spiritual light, resisting the entry of Yin Qi.

But almost at the same time, Liu Yu's previous spell mark also came into effect at the same time.

Densely twisted marks appeared on the surface of the small demon pill, exuding a disturbing aura.

Soon, the purple-black aura was suppressed and returned to calm.

Seeing this, Liu Yu's method immediately changed.

The gloomy and cold Yin Qi surged, condensed and condensed into several almost substantial black chains, which were forcibly inserted into the demon core, as if looking for something.

"Ho~!"

In the void, the cry of monsters seemed to be heard.

After just two or three breaths, the black chain seemed to have found its target and began to pull out.

A group of light that was purple-black in color, exuding strong demonic aura and soul fluctuations, was soon pulled out partially.

It is the essence of the purple monster lizard. Strictly speaking, it can also be called the soul, but it is only the prototype state of the soul.

"buzz"

The Demonic Pill trembled again, and the trembling was even more violent, as if it was trying its best to protect the Purple Gila Monster's spirit.

But no matter what, he was suppressed by Liu Yu's magic formula.

A few black chains wrapped it around it, and then with a little force, the purple poisonous lizard spirit was pulled out of the demon pill in a few breaths.

Immediately, a purple-black essence floated in front of him, constantly emitting fluctuations of spiritual consciousness.

Something like a curse kept transmitting spiritual messages to Liu Yu.

However, Liu Yu seemed to have not heard anything, and the magic technique in his hand did not stop for a moment, controlling the Ten Thousand Souls Flag to pour out more Yin Qi.

The gloomy and cold Yin Qi surged, and it didn't take long for the Purple Gila Monster's essence to be completely enveloped and began to be refined.

"Ho~"

Wisps of purple-black brilliance shine through the black air, as if the cry of a monster is ringing in the void.

However, Liu Yu was already familiar with these things. His expression did not change at that time, and he continued to play magic tricks one after another.

Time passed minute by minute, and I don’t know how long it took. The fluctuations of spiritual consciousness in the black air continued to decrease until they disappeared.

As Liu Yu's last spell was played, the condensed Yin Qi, which was almost substantial, immediately dispersed and returned to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

In place, there was only a beast-shaped spirit the size of a human head floating.

If you look closely, you will see that it is a mini purple monster that has been shrunk countless times.

It's just that although it has condensed, most of the spirit's body has been dyed black.

The originally strong demonic aura had become extremely thin at this time, and instead was filled with a faint ghostly aura.

"good."

"After some refining, it can still maintain a combat power of about mid-level three. Now the power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner can be greatly improved."

"But it's only roughly refined right now, and it will take some time before it can truly take shape."

"It must be stored in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and it can only be used when it truly transforms into an evil ghost."

Looking at his "masterpiece" in front of him, Liu Yu nodded lightly, feeling quite satisfied.

Although it looks a bit evil and ominous, the improvement in strength is real.

It doesn't require any maintenance, just continuously collect various kinds of souls or essences to quickly increase its power.

He is generally satisfied with the magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

As the number of monks and demon cultivators killed increases, the power of this treasure will continue to increase and will not be eliminated as one's own cultivation level increases.

It is foreseeable that, unlike other magic weapons, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner has a very promising future.

"Before taking action, there was a ghostly atmosphere."

"I wonder if it will lead to misunderstanding and be regarded as a demonic monk?"

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The black flag in his hand gently waved, and the evil spirit refined from the purple poisonous lizard's essence was collected into the flag, Liu Yu thought wildly.

Although he never minded using demonic means, he did not want to be "misunderstood", mistaken for a demonic monk, and become the target of "slaying demons and demons."

"Well, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner still cannot be used as a conventional means."

"The ghostly atmosphere really damages the image and can easily arouse the hostility of some righteous monks."

After this thought, Liu Yu put the Ten Thousand Souls Flag aside and picked up the storage ring obtained from the painstaking old monk.

After injecting mana, he fired out a series of spells and began to practice.

It is different from the storage bag that can be used as soon as you get it and does not need to be refined.

Not only does the storage ring have a wider internal space, but its safety is also much improved. Just like a magic weapon, it must be refining and branded with divine consciousness before it can be used.

The storage bag is very lacking in safety because it can be used as soon as you get it without having to identify the owner.

Some high-level monks with extremely powerful spiritual consciousness can even quietly check the situation in the storage bag from a long distance away.

For example, Liu Yu, with the strength of his consciousness at this time, could easily break through the barrier of the storage bag and detect the situation inside.

But it can be used as a storage ring. No matter how powerful the spiritual consciousness is, there is no way to know what is inside without going through sacrifice.

This has been confirmed by countless monks, so the value of the two is so different.

A storage ring itself is equivalent to half a magic weapon, and its price starts at at least 30,000 spirit stones.

The master has died, and the original divine imprint in the storage ring has begun to fade away.

Under the continuous erosion of Liu Yu's magic power and spiritual consciousness, he was quickly defeated.

In just a quarter of an hour, the storage ring was completely refined.

As soon as he thought, all the items inside appeared in the room instantly, forming a dense mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there are piles of new and old books, occupying most of the hill.

"Sutra of Puranas" and "Sutra of Savior"

"Surangama Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra"

Liu Yu glanced around and saw the names of several scriptures. The pages had some wrinkles and had obviously been turned over from time to time.

"It seems that this person is indeed an old monk who has read scriptures well. Maybe he is also a "highly respected" monk in such a temple."

"However, good and evil are only relative terms. Whether one's faith is pious or not can indeed reflect one's good or evil to a certain extent."

"But, there is no necessary connection!"

Looking at the pile of scriptures in front of him, he looked expressionless and swept them aside with a wave of his hand.

On the spot, there was only a small pile of spiritual stones, a few talismans, a few bottles of elixirs, a golden alms bowl and golden beads.

"High-grade spiritual stone"

Looking at the pile of spiritual stones, Liu Yu's heart moved. She counted and found that there were five high-grade spiritual stones among them, worth 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

The total amount of low-grade and medium-grade stones is about 30,000, totaling 80,000 spirit stones.

After being surprised, Liu Yu casually waved his hand and put a bunch of spiritual stones into his storage ring.

Today is different from the past. Nowadays, high-grade spiritual stones are not too rare items for him.

The few spiritual stone mines occupied by the sect can produce high-grade spiritual stones in small quantities.

Although most of the money was taken by Ancestor Tianfeng, they, the Jindan elders, could more or less profit from it.

The annual salary of the Jindan elders is sometimes given in the form of spiritual stones of the above grade.

The price of the rapid advancement in cultivation was the rapid consumption of spiritual stones in his hands. Before entering the Hengduan Mountains, Liu Yu specially prepared 500,000 spiritual stones for emergencies.

But after eight years of extravagant cultivation, plus the exchange of the "Golden Scale Fruit Tree" with Mu Yunyan, there were only 390,000 left.

Now thanks to the contribution of the painstaking old monk, the spiritual stone in his hand has returned to 470,000, and it will not be a problem to sustain it for thirty or forty years.

Putting away the spirit stone, Liu Yu looked at the golden bowl and golden beads.

Both of them exude power at the level of magic weapons, which are by no means comparable to magic weapons. Their surfaces are a brilliant bright gold, which is not much different from the color of Buddha statues.

Based on the smell and appearance, it can be easily identified that this is the magic weapon of Buddhist monks.

"Arhat Bowl"

Liu Yu first picked up the golden alms bowl, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. He saw three small characters on the bottom of the bowl, and learned the name of this magic weapon.

When unexcited, the "Arhat Bowl" is only the size of a small bowl. Except for being golden, it is no different from an ordinary bowl.

"good."

After looking at it for a while, Liu Yu was quite satisfied with the magic weapon and immediately decided to sacrifice it first and keep it for his own use.

At that time, the old monk Huxin faced four attacks of the same level at the same time. He used this treasure to resist, but he was only slightly injured, which left a deep impression on him.

From this, we can judge that as the natal magic weapon of the painstaking old monk, the "Arhat Bowl" has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and its power is already very impressive.

Even if Liu Yu is only used as an ordinary magic weapon, the effect will not be too bad, and it can be used as a backup option for the gold and jade ring.

With two magic weapons, you can have more choices according to various situations and deal with them more calmly.

And compared to offensive magic weapons, defensive magic weapons are rarer. After all, no matter what the situation, life-saving is the first choice.

Later, Liu Yu put down the "Arhat Bowl" and picked up the golden ball to look at it.

"Diamond Bead"

Finding three small characters on one side, Liu Yu learned the name of this magic weapon.

The diamond bead is only the size of a walnut and looks very ordinary, but the magic weapon smell it exudes is genuine.

Its attack method should be similar to magic weapons such as "seal" and "cauldron", and it should be an upright and overpowering way to suppress people.

"The power is average."

After looking at it for a moment, Liu Yu put down the "Diamond Bead" without any intention of using it himself, intending to use it to barter with other monks in the future.

This treasure is not the natal magic weapon of the painstaking old monk. Its power is very ordinary. In terms of offensive power, it is much inferior to the Sunset Golden Rainbow Spear.

What's more, he already has many attack methods, which are enough to deal with complex situations. "Diamond beads" cannot bring improvement, so there is no need to sacrifice.

Putting down the two magic weapons, Liu Yu looked at the last few bottles of elixirs and a few talismans.

Several bottles of elixirs are all elixirs needed for fighting. They can be used to deal with various complex situations, heal injuries, detoxify, restore mana, etc.

Basically, the painstaking old monk has prepared all the elixirs that may be used. He has obviously considered various emergencies and is worthy of being an experienced "veteran golden elixir".

It's a pity that Liu Yu was provoked by his lack of strength and ended up with no bones left.

"In the middle stage of Jindan, this person's net worth can only be said to be average."

After the counting was completed, Liu Yu shook his head.

After counting, he only got two magic weapons and 80,000 spiritual stones. He was a little disappointed.

But this is normal, most monks don't have much money.

With two magic weapons, one for attack and one for defense, the old monk's net worth is not bad, but it is not good either.

This can be seen from the fact that he does not have a bottle of elixir to improve his magic power.

Maybe it has been completely consumed in eight years, but it is more likely that there is no preparation at all.

As for the last few talismans, they are three ordinary mid-level spells, covering attack, defense, and assistance.

But now this kind of talisman is useless to Liu Yu. A single strike of the magic weapon is more powerful than three medium-grade spells.

Not counting the golden jade ring, even the body-protecting flame shield is comparable to a third-level mid-level spell, and it can be activated with a single thought, which is much more convenient than a talisman.

After the inventory was completed, Liu Yu then put the diamond beads and talisman pills into the storage ring.

And a lot of Buddhist scriptures, after thinking about it, put them all into the storage ring.

Although I have no feeling for Buddhism, the writings of some eminent monks do contain profound knowledge of immortality.

If you have leisure in the future, you can still look through it. After all, knowledge lies in daily accumulation.

After completing the inventory of familiar places, Liu Yu took the Luohan Bowl in his hand, poured mana into it and began to perform sacrifices.

As soon as the mana in Dantian was raised, the pure mana circulated instantly and was injected into the small golden bowl, eliminating the remaining mana aura of painstaking experience in it.

The Arhat's bowl has been sacrificed and refined for hundreds of years, and the residual magical power is deeply ingrained and cannot be eliminated in a short time.

So this time, he only planned to practice it first, imprint his own divine consciousness, and then warm it up like boiling a frog in warm water.

"buzz"

After injecting mana, the Arhat's bowl was filled with golden light, and the power of a magic weapon filled the room.

Fortunately, there was a formation to block him, so he didn't rush out of the room, otherwise it would have affected other people.

The occurrence of this situation proves that this treasure is very resistant to Liu Yu's magic power and is relatively difficult to sacrifice.

But he had no expression on his face and patiently spent the power of this treasure.

Without the support of the painstaking old monk, Arhat's bowl would be water without roots. After a while, its power began to weaken, and its aura dimmed.

This sacrifice took half a day to finally complete.

Half a day later, Liu Yu had a thought in her mind as she looked at the small golden bowl floating in front of her.

The next moment, the Arhat's bowl surrounded him and began to spin at extremely high speeds.

"The magic power is running inside it, but it is still not running smoothly. It can only exert about 70% of its original power."

"There is no good way, we can only slowly adjust it over time."

"At this time, it is still time to complete your daily practice."

After testing the Luohan Bowl for a while, Liu Yu commented in her heart and put it into the storage ring.

Although I was a little disappointed, I gained quite a lot from breaking through the Ten Thousand Demons Formation this time.

Not only did the magic fire get a lot of fuel, but he also got spiritual stones and magic weapons, so after he was a little safer, he was in a relatively happy mood.

After calming down, Liu Yu took out a jade bottle and swallowed a "Purple Yuan Pill" into his belly.

Then he closed his eyes, activated the basic skill "Qingyang Gong", and started daily practice.

Eight years have passed. Even if Zhuo Mengzhen, Mu Yunyan and others prepared the cultivation elixirs before, they are almost exhausted at this time, so their cultivation progress is slow.

But Liu Yu was different. He had already prepared five hundred thousand spiritual stones, and there was a fairy palace to induce the birth of spiritual grass, so he could refine the elixir at any time.

Because a lot of time is spent on the road, the speed of cultivation is inevitably affected to some extent, but compared to several others, it is still a rapid improvement.

As the technique was running, a green light gradually appeared on Liu Yu's face, and the light and darkness were unpredictable.

After completing the practice of Qingyang Kung, he practiced the "Mystical Method of Preserving the Spirit" and "The True Body of the Stars" in sequence. After practicing the Qi, Spirit, and Body exercises, another half a day passed.

"咻咻"

In the tall and wide room, Liu Yu was sweating profusely.

His fists shimmered with azure brilliance, and sometimes turned silver and orange-red, with the three-color aura flowing repeatedly at the edge of his fists.

This causes the room to be hot and cold, one moment it's like being exposed to the scorching sun, the next moment it's like falling into an ice cave.

Judging from the surface, the temperature difference is about two hundred degrees at least.

Some objects are covered with frost one moment and soaked with hot water the next, changing over and over again.

"Huh~"

After finishing three sets of "Meteor Fist", Liu Yu stopped and stood still, exhaling a long breath.

After completing the practice, the moment my mind relaxed, a deep fatigue came over me quickly, which was simply irresistible!

Months of intense traveling and continuous high-intensity fighting took a huge toll on the mind.

Even though his body was more resistant than several teammates, Liu Yu was not much better in terms of mental consumption.

Tiredness was welling up at this moment, and he had no intention of forcing it on. In this state, anything he did would be half the result with half the effort.

After washing up quickly, he lay down on the stone bed and slept in his clothes.

The sun sets and rises again, and this sleep lasts for two days and two nights.

…

Two days later, Liu Yu woke up leisurely.

Because the formation is shrouded in the cave, no daylight can be seen in the cave. Only the sunstone emits light all the time, making people wonder what year it is.

He counted with his fingers and realized that it was Chenshi two days later.

After coming back to his senses, Liu Yu got up and washed up, then went to the hall of the room and slowly brewed a cup of spiritual tea.

Then, he took out a book written by a foundation-building monk and read through it about his experience in practicing magic.

Although it was only written by the Foundation Establishment monk, he carefully selected it from the sect's Sutra Collection Pavilion. Being able to enter the Sutra Collection Pavilion is naturally unique.

There are some novel directions of thinking that even Jindan monks are amazed by. After reading them, they say that they have gained a lot.

For example, Liu Yu once saw the "Mystery of the Golden Spirit" and the "World of Fire" in his hand.

The book "World of Fire" is different from most monks' understanding of the attributes of fire. The author believes that flames can not only destroy, but also bring new life.

He believes that if the fire attribute is limited to destruction, it is too narrow.

Therefore, this foundation-building monk named "Fire Sacrifice True Cultivator" has spent his whole life studying the "life" side of the fire attribute and conducted countless personal experiments.

Unfortunately, no breakthrough progress was made in the end.

It is said that back then, this man once ranked among the "Three Heroes and Four Heroes" with his excellent fire-attribute spells.

Unfortunately, in the end, he failed to attack the golden elixir bottleneck and fell under the catastrophe.

Only the book "World of Fire" has been circulating in the Zongmen Scripture Pavilion, and Liu Yu accidentally discovered and copied it.

"Wow" "Wow"

The room was silent, except for the sound of turning pages, which came after a long time.

Liu Yu was so engrossed in watching it, immersed in the ocean of knowledge that he didn't even notice that the spiritual tea had gone cold.

Four hours later, there was movement outside the room, and a monk came to visit, so he reluctantly looked away.

"The higher the realm, the easier it is to explore the truth and the capital to go further."

"But in everything, there are always surprises."

"Pity."

Liu Yu shook his head, feeling a little regretful that the foundation-building monk with the Taoist name "Sacrifice Fire" could not condense the golden elixir.

Otherwise, the "World of Fire" he saw today might have a follow-up that would record more fire attribute knowledge.

A thin book contains the lifelong efforts of a foundation-building monk.

He carefully smoothed out the wrinkles, put the precious and precious storage ring into his storage ring, and then activated the room formation.

"Rumble"

The stone door slowly moved to both sides, making a dull sound.

The visitor was none other than Mu Yunyan.

She was still wearing a pink palace dress, dressed like a girl, with her hands folded on her abdomen, standing quietly outside the door.

A kind of "nobleness" that is infinitely better than that of a secular princess, but it arises spontaneously, making ordinary monks unable to feel offended.

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