Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Fellow Taoists, if you don't mind, I can help you break this seal."

"Of course, you can also ask for help from fellow sect members after you leave."

"I will try to break this bloody wind later."

Nodding towards Chen Ruyou, Su Twelve quickly swept his eyes across the bloody whirlwind around him.

Several days passed, and this bloody whirlwind showed no sign of stopping.

Obviously, it will take a lot of effort to break through.

But he even killed Zhong Wu, who had a reputation for evil, so he was not afraid of breaking the bloody wind!

"Please help me, senior brother!"

As soon as Su Twelve finished speaking, Chen Ru spoke first.

After saying that, he walked directly to Su Twelve, held his head high and closed his eyes.

"Um!"

Su Twelve nodded slightly and struck out with a palm, just like he had just done for Jiang Feixue.

In less than half a cup of tea, Chen Ru's body trembled and she staggered back a few steps.

Before she fell to the ground, the true energy in her body began to recover quickly.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Feeling the emergence of true energy, Chen Ru immediately beamed with joy.

He thanked Su Twelve again. After saying that, he sat down cross-legged and began to regulate the true energy in his body.

On the side, the female cultivator from the Hidden Mist Sect hesitated for a moment and then also stepped forward.

For half an hour, Su Twelve helped the female cultivators in front of him break the seals in their bodies one by one.

Now that he has accepted the other party's favor, he doesn't mind doing this easy thing again.

There were several female cultivators present, except for Jiang Feixue, Chen Ru, and Lin Ruoyun, who had nothing to do.

For several other female cultivators, even if their true energy has been restored, their cultivation levels have been greatly reduced.

But... this is not something Su Twelve can care about.

After doing this, his attention once again fell on the bloody wind around him.

"If I remember correctly, that guy inspired this bloody wind from a bloody ball?

"

With a raised brow, Su Twelve took Zhong Wu's storage bag in his hand.

His spiritual consciousness penetrated it, and soon he took out a ball half the size of a fist.

The same ball, but now it turned pure white.

Injecting his spiritual consciousness into it, Su Twelve immediately discovered that it contained several extremely complex formations.

With the injection of true energy, the formation in the sphere immediately started to operate.

Immediately, the ball escaped and flew out, sinking into the clouds.

An astonishing attraction emanated from the ball, shrouding the bloody stream.

In the blink of an eye, countless bloody winds swarmed in and submerged into the ball.

By the time the ball fell, the color had turned as red as blood again.

"Sure enough, I don't know how to refine this ball, but it can absorb this bloody wind?"

"It seems like this Blood Stream Yin Feng can be reused as long as it is not broken!"

"It's a good thing!"

Putting the ball away, Su Twelve held the two blood-colored butterfly knives in his hands.

The butterfly knife looks particularly delicate, but it is blood red all over and exudes a strong smell of blood, with a strong evil aura.

"These two flying knives are indeed very powerful attacking weapons."

"It's a pity that the attributes of my technique don't match, and I don't have the corresponding sword technique in my hand. I'm afraid I won't be able to fully utilize the power of this flying knife."

"Keep it for now, let's find a chance to see if we can find someone to exchange for other handy spiritual weapons or training materials!"

Su Twelve thought to himself, carrying Zhong Wu's storage bag, and continued to rummage and organize it.

Once the other party dies, these will all be his.

After a brief investigation, Su Twelve smiled slightly

He raised his head slightly and couldn't help but smile.

Zhong Wu has a lot of good things in this storage bag.

Not to mention all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, there are more than ten top-quality magic weapons alone.

There are even three pseudo-spiritual weapons!

They are all offensive and defensive treasures, and there is even a cyan hosta, whose specific function is unknown.

In addition, there are also many Qingyuan Pills for cultivation and various healing pills.

As for some skills and secrets, there are dozens of books.

With such a rich net worth, it is almost as good as Su Twelve, or even... worse than that.

If Su Twelve had not just obtained a batch of spiritual stones, no one would have dared to say that he would be richer than this man.

You know, he holds the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, the furnace of heaven and earth. With the accumulation of wealth, Tiandi Luo provided great help.

But there is no such rare treasure in Zhongwu's storage bag.

This shows how many monks this man robbed during his lifetime.

In this storage bag, Su Twelve also found some magical instruments and items that were obviously used by female cultivators.

Obviously, this includes Jiang Feixue's storage bags and items.

But it was naturally impossible for Su Twelve to spit out the food he ate in his mouth.

Except for Jiang Feixue's things, he didn't intend to return anything belonging to anyone else.

Several people meditating on the ground showed eager expressions when they saw Su Twelve taking out his storage bag.

Although they didn't bring their respective family fortunes with them during this trip to Tianjue Secret Realm, they still found a lot of good things these days.

If possible, of course we hope to get our belongings back.

However, after several people watched for a while, they saw that Su Twelve had no such intention at all. A flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, so they had no choice but to close their eyes and continue to regulate their breathing.

After all, their things were all obtained by that ugly man Zhong Wu, and now they are in the hands of Su Twelve.

It makes sense not to give it to them.

There were too many things, so Su Twelve could only sort them out briefly.

After a moment, he put the storage bag away close to his body, and a rectangular black token about the size of half a palm appeared in his hand.

A strange pattern is engraved on one side of the token, and a strange font is engraved on the other side: "Pardon!"

The token was shrouded in an evil aura, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not an upright treasure.

But Su Twelve remembered clearly that during the previous confrontation, Zhong Wu used this object to spray a cloud of black mist to block the first attack of the Red Furnace Snow Needle.

The red cloud bow is combined with the red furnace-pointed snow needle. The power of that arrow cannot be said to be strong, and it cannot be underestimated.

"Pardon? Pardon?"

"This token is weird, and I can't tell the grade. But... it can block the attack of the Red Furnace's Snow Needle, so it's a good self-defense treasure."

Su Twelve held the token in his hand, looked through it repeatedly, and tried to inject real energy into it.

With the influx of true energy, he could immediately feel that the token's evil energy surged, and traces of black energy began to flow out.

This black air looked like mist, but after careful inspection, Su Twelve discovered it.

It actually exists like a thread.

The black silk threads are extremely tough and intertwine into a ball as soon as they appear.

Su Twelve injected real energy into his fingertips and tried to poke it with his hand. I just felt a soft force coming from me, rebounding all the strength back.

"Huh? Sure enough, the world is so big and full of wonders. This token actually contains the principle of overcoming strength with softness!"

"If each of the Red Furnace Snow Needles hadn't been as thin as a hair, I'm afraid that the attack at that time would not only be unable to break through the defense, but might also be rebounded?"

This discovery made Su Twelve feel secretly happy again.

The reason why I was able to win against that ugly man Zhongwu by chance was because of luck!