Beast

Chapter 269 Dragon Beast, Zhigang

There is a tattoo-like mark on his left arm.

The tattoo mark is only three inches in size, looks like a cow, but has dragon horns.

Although this strange cow tattoo is only three inches in size and can be seen at a glance, it has the illusion that its ridges are like ridges and its hooves are crushing mountains, giving the viewer a sense of awe and oppression.

Yang Qing was surprised and recognized that the tattoo mark was the sacred beast Prison Ox. Prison Ox is also known as the Dragon Beast and belongs to the Dragon Clan.

However, whether they are monsters or mythical beasts, they all have many branches of bloodline inheritance. Even the dragon clan is the same. Different bloodline inheritance causes them to have huge differences in form. Even if they are both dragon clan, they may have different

This is especially true for talents, spiritual roots, and dragon beasts.

Yang Qing was able to confirm that it was a dragon beast through the dragon horns with tattoo marks, and thus knew that it was a prisoner cow. However, he could not tell what kind of profession this dragon beast prisoner cow had, what kind of talent it had, and its identity.

What a state of cultivation.

However, at this moment, it was absolutely certain that the black and red smoke was the fighting spirit.

The blood in the black and red smoke is the essence and blood of the dragon beast and the ox.

"Dragon beast, fighting spirit!"

While Yang Qing was muttering in surprise, various thoughts flashed through his mind.

The Prisoner Ox War Spirit has the spirit and qualifications to kill, and contains the essence and blood of the dragon beast Prisoner Ox. Can they be used by the Blood Abuse Breath, and then can the Blood Abuse Breath provide assistance in cultivation, and what should be done.

Before that, I thought that the black and red smoke would bring surprises, but I didn't expect that the surprise would be so big.

Not to mention the Taoist understanding and the chilling spirit and aptitude in the black and red smoke, and not to mention the essence and blood of the Dragon Beast Prisoner Ox, the fact that the black and red smoke was indeed a fighting spirit surprised him beyond measure.

Surprised in his heart, Yang Qing couldn't help but stood up and walked around the attic. His consciousness and eyes were all focused on the prison cow tattoo on his left arm, and he muttered, "How can we make good use of it?"

They don’t know much about the existence of war spirits, let alone how to best refine and utilize war spirits.

As early as in the Yufeng Sect, I had read in a book that war spirits could make monks without spiritual roots generate spiritual roots, but it was only mentioned in this way.

At this moment, the prisoner cow fighting spirit appeared, but the feeling of not knowing how to get it made Yang Qing feel like he had discovered a treasure, but he didn't know how to enter the normal feeling. However, the treasures hidden in the treasure here were all that he needed very much.

I can't help but feel itchy.

"Huhu..."

He took a long breath and his mind returned to calm.

He thought quickly in his mind that the prisoner cow fighting spirit has been in his left arm for fifty or sixty years, and now it has turned into a tattoo of the prisoner cow. It should be a sign of being refined or subdued, relying on his courage and qualifications to kill.

Then, we still need to start with the killing of spirit and qualifications.

Thinking of this, I put my spiritual consciousness into the tattoo of the prisoner cow. The tattoo of the prisoner cow remained unchanged and ignored the package of spiritual consciousness.

"clank!"

Although he felt exhausted, he still mobilized his energy and qualifications to kill, in order to manipulate the fighting spirit of the prisoner.

After trying to no avail.

Before, before the black and red smoke turned into the mark of the prisoner cow, I could still rely on my spiritual consciousness to move it to other places, even outside the body, but now I can't do it.

Yang Qing smiled helplessly, and he could somewhat understand the reason for this situation. It was not because the noble Kunhun was tired, and the spirit and qualifications were not enough to activate the prisoner cow fighting spirit, but because the prisoner cow fighting spirit had been refined and it became difficult to

Fuck.

For example, it is not difficult to collect a true-level spiritual object from Zi Mansion, but it is very difficult to manipulate a true-level spiritual object to exert its power.

Before, moving the smoky prisoner cow fighting spirit with spiritual consciousness was like using Zifu to collect items and perform spiritual things. When the smoke condensed into the shape of a small beast and turned into a tattoo, then using spiritual consciousness to manipulate it was like fucking.

Even though spiritual beings attack, the defense is average.

The difficulties are doubled, so it is not easy to indulge.

After searching for a while, he muttered casually, "I have to wait first, but my realm is still not enough." Yang Qing knew that after breaking through to the Realization Realm, although his strength increased greatly, his realm cultivation was still not enough, no matter for the opponent.

For the prisoner cow fighting spirit, it is still for purgatory.

There is no shortage of Realization Realm monks in any tribe with ten thousand people, and there is no shortage of tribes with ten thousand people in Purgatory.

Yang Qing clearly knew that he did not have the capital to slack off in cultivation, nor would he despise his understanding of Taoism because of a prisoner cow fighting spirit.

Put aside all the thoughts and plans about the prisoner cow fighting spirit, and fully comprehend the Taoist imprint contained in the blood-suppressing breath.

The aura, aptitude, and slaying gave Yang Qing the powerful talent to understand the destruction of the Tao, and he also had the Tao mark contained in the blood-suppressing breath to comprehend. The progress of his cultivation can be said to be very rapid, and he rarely feels tired even if his soul is strong. After entering the cultivation

There was no stopping.

From time to time, I take a short time to practice "Three Yang and Seven Yin" to temper my spirit and qualifications.

Then, he entered the realm of understanding and destruction.

Gradually, as his understanding deepens, Yang Qing is gradually able to deduce what path he will take next. Destruction is only a guide for future practice. Although after entering the essence of Taoism, life and destruction are already very important.

The land is clear, but it still has to be affected by the edge of Taoism. After all, the edge of Taoism and the essence of Taoism are only named by monks without permission.

The Tao and Dharma understood in the Dingling Realm are a combination of hardness and softness, and in the Realization Realization Realm, destruction is the only one. In this way, the Tao of the Reality Realization Realm is the most rigid or extremely rigid Tao.

In the bottom of his heart, Yang Qing feels that only if the foundation is 'soft' enough, can it support the 'rigidity' to the limit, that is, to dominate destruction. It must have the foundation of life. The Taoist understanding of the prisoner cow fighting spirit is on the edge of the Taoism.

In part, it seems to have evolved from a certain behavior to emphasize hardness and softness. Whether it has the same effect as the combination of hardness and softness is really not sure.

Even though the two are far apart, Yang Qing still feels that the middle way, or the mediocre way of combining hardness and softness, is more suitable for the extreme extreme of dominance and destruction.

Even though Qiu Niu Fighting Spirit must have been much more advanced than his realm during his lifetime, he still thought so, and secretly felt that the part of Qiu Niu Fighting Spirit's inner Taoist understanding that was the essence of Taoism would be supplemented by a trace of life.

After the shortcomings of emphasizing hardness and lightness, then dominate and destroy.

These conjectures were only made by Yang Qing casually while practicing. Unexpectedly, as his understanding of the blood-suppressing breath deepened, he was actually confirmed.

Sure enough, there is a trace of life in the essence of Taoism in the inner Taoism comprehension of Qi Niu War Soul. In this way, the changes in life, destruction and co-evolution are equivalent to making up for the lack of previous emphasis on strength and gentleness to a certain extent.

'Soft', but there must be some differences.

Yang Qing didn't care very much, because after that trace of life, Duzun was destroyed.

This discovery is all due to the gradual understanding of the Taoist seal of Su Xuexi.

Qi Niu War Spirit's understanding of the Tao is to dominate destruction, and his Tao is also to dominate destruction. After the difference, there is unity.

Yang Qing values ​​Qiu Niu Fighting Soul's inner Taoist understanding more than the power of Qiu Niu Fighting Spirit.

The reason is very simple. If you have a thorough understanding of the Dao and Dharma in the Prisoner Niu Fighting Spirit, you will naturally become stronger, even stronger than the Prisoner Ox Fighting Spirit.

In this way, there will be no pause in cultivation. As long as he has a thorough understanding of the Taoist imprint contained in the blood-suppressing breath, he will think of ways to deal with the prisoner cow fighting spirit.

Day after day, many years later, Yang Qing woke up from practice. Not only had he fully understood the Taoist seal contained in the blood-suppressing breath, but there was something in the tribe that he needed to complete.

Yang Qing smiled casually and said to himself, "It's only been more than a year, so I'm letting myself do things. I guess it's to test my own strength and whether I can trust myself enough."

The tribe did not force him to do it, but he still agreed. Firstly, it was more of a test. In order to gain future training resources and get help from the tribe, this trip was necessary. Secondly, it was not done in vain.

, you can propose the required remuneration.

Yang Qing felt that there were really too many things he needed. If nothing else, he said that what he was using at this time was only high-grade magic weapons.

Some monks in the late stage of Dingling have refined magic weapons, but he, a Reality Transformation monk, still uses high-grade magic weapons. For him, it is no longer necessary to activate the formations of high-grade magic weapons. He relies on their hardness.

, sharp, and if it is damaged, you will only lose some spiritual stones.

It looked very shabby.

We also know that the magic weapons used by Kerong Body Refining cultivators are very rare, and it is very difficult to purchase them in the market.

And because the reward for this matter is not up to a magic weapon that can be used by body refining monks, you may be able to request a higher-level weapon refining material. However, compared with good weapon refining materials, Yang Qing wants to get a demon weapon more.

It doesn't matter whether the beast essence blood can enhance his strength. What matters is that it allows him to soar into the sky.

He believed that his effectiveness would definitely be worthy of a share of the blood essence of a bird monster that was very fast and whose cultivation level was not below the Realization Realm.

"Robbing the spiritual objects, snatching the golden spiritual objects from another tribe in the Golden Punishment Land!"

Yang Qing muttered to himself solemnly, and with a wave of his hand, a high-grade magic weapon, the cauldron, appeared in the attic. Low-grade black iron was being calcined in the cauldron.

The task assigned to him by the tribe was to rob a golden spiritual object, a spiritual spiritual object belonging to a tribe that was attached to the Jin Jiao clan, that is, the tribe where Laoshu belonged. He couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

If he were to do this alone, Yang Qing would have to carefully consider his own strength. He believed that his strength was not weak, but compared to other monks of the same level, how could he go and fight alone? Apart from him, there was another person who had become a real person.

Realm monks and several spiritual monks.

Moreover, the tribe leader once said that as long as his strength is far from matching his cultivation level, his life is almost never in danger. If it is possible to kill the opponent's Realization Realm monk, there is no need to worry.

Yang Qing didn't know why the tribe leader was so sure, but he also had some trust in his heart. After all, losing a Reality Realm monk would not be of any benefit to the tribe. He thought to himself that it might be because the two tribes had negotiated a lot and were already familiar with each other.

Incomparable, each has its own means of restraint, and "courtesy reciprocity" is even more indispensable.

"Nothing should go wrong. If the situation is bad, leave immediately. If possible, try to grab it."

My mind gradually relaxed. Compared with cultivation resources, life is undoubtedly more important. If possible, I must fight for it.

Sufficient blood essence of birds and monsters cannot be obtained just by going through the motions.

After a while, the low-grade black iron in the cauldron had been burned until it turned blood red.

"Clang clang clang!"

After taking it out with the tongs and letting the hammer fly, you start to refine the weapon... (To be continued.)

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