Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Chapter 53 Sect Secret Realm (15)

And how does the magic bell make people unable to use spiritual power? If she can't figure it out in advance, even if she finds Little Senior Sister and Senior Brother Fan, her life will be in vain.

Therefore, while controlling the spacecraft, she has been studying the magic bell.

This was originally a sound attack magic weapon that could be activated by spiritual power. After being re-refined, it became a magic weapon.

Human beings have three souls and seven souls.

Every time the magic bell attacks a person, it takes one of their souls or souls.

Trapped inside the bell.

The more souls there are in the bell, the softer the ringing sound of the magic bell, and the stronger the attack, which can hurt people invisible.

Just like the magic bell she took out from the storage bags of the two monks who intercepted Wei Zhengrong, it had already stored two souls and five souls, so the ringing was almost inaudible, causing even Wei Zhengrong, the leader in sword cultivation, to suffer.

plot.

The two souls and five souls in the magic bell belong to seven monks respectively. They are already weak. If they are released directly from the magic bell, the Yang energy of the cultivation world is strong, and they will dissipate between heaven and earth in a few days, and those few

Even if a monk has one soul or one soul, he cannot make up for his missing soul even if he is reincarnated. He will either be weak in body, have a bad temper or be confused throughout his life.

And it will be like this in every life.

Although their missing souls are sucked into the magic bell and used by the magic bell, they are also protected by the magic bell. Unless they find the monk himself or his reincarnation, the souls in the magic bell can be directly introduced into the monk's body. Otherwise, without the magic bell,

This soul or soul will never be found again.

She did not dare to directly release the trapped monks' souls, nor could she find the monks themselves through these confused souls. Of course, the monks who had been attacked by the magic bell had probably been reincarnated, so she could only carefully separate the souls in the magic bell first.

He came out, quickly put it together with his own bell string for sacrifice, added purple beads, removed the evil energy, and refined it into a high-grade magic weapon that can be attacked and defended, and then stored his soul in it.

I have to say that the Immortal Weapon Refining Furnace is really easy to use.

In the past, although the magic bell for sacrifice was only processed on the basis of the original magic weapon, Zhao Xiaomeng would not have been able to refine it in half a day. However, with the assistance of the fairy weapon, it only took her less than two hours to refine the bell.

The skewers are well made.

There was no delay in controlling the spaceship to chase Zheng Jing.

The re-sacrificial bell string has eleven bells, nine small and two large, which are high-grade magic weapons that can be used for attack and defense. As long as the bells on her body ring, the low-grade magic weapons on Zheng Jing and "Sword Cultivator" will ring.

No matter how cheerful you are, it has no effect.

However, what Zhao Xiaomeng is concerned about is that this magic bell is a magic weapon. Even if it is only a low-grade magic weapon, it cannot be easily obtained by casual cultivators with foundation-building cultivation.

Not to mention three.

Or maybe there are more, but she hasn't encountered them yet.

There are two corpses of monks on the ground. Neither Wei Zhengrong nor Zhao Xiaomeng recognized them. Judging from the clothes on the casual cultivators, one was probably a monk from the Nightmare Sect and the other was a monk from the Qingyun Sect. Zhao Xiaomeng planned to wait for the young senior sister and Fan

Senior brother, wake up and recognize him again.

Wei Zhengrong settled down his two fellow seniors and came over with a bit of embarrassment: "Junior Sister Mo, thanks to your guidance this time, I was able to save the two seniors. I can't thank you enough! I shouldn't have made any demands! It's just,

The sword of the Sanxiu Envoy is the magic weapon of my junior brother Lu Guang. It was a gift from my master. My junior brother has been harmed by these thieves, so I, I"

Zhao Xiaomeng nodded and said: "I'm not a stingy person, just take it away from Senior Brother Wei." Then, she took out all the magic weapons and magic weapons from the casual cultivator's storage bag: "Look, are there any of yours in here?

Just take the magic weapons of the two senior brothers together!"

Zhao Xiaomeng is a weapon master and has no interest in other people's magical weapons. However, she will not be a good person and return other things.

If it hadn't been for her, those two people would have died!

But it’s money to buy life!

Even so, Mengze kept pouting: "If it weren't for us, that boy Wei wouldn't have survived. He still has the nerve to ask for his junior brother's magic weapon! He should also hand over the storage bag on his body and kneel down to thank Master Mengze.

It’s just a life-saving grace!”

Wei Zhengrong was the proud son of the Sword Sect, and he was so proud that he had never been so embarrassed. Although Zhao Xiaomeng did not embarrass him, and even went aside to look after her little senior sister, leaving him alone to identify his senior brother's magic weapon, he still

I feel uncomfortable all over: I was chasing after you to repay the favor of saving my life, but why do I owe this favor more and more!

After he signaled that he had made the selection, Zhao Xiaomeng put away all the magic weapons on the ground, stripped off all the sect disciples' clothing from the casual cultivators, took away the storage bags, and tied the four living people together.

"Fortunately, they don't have magic bells on them, otherwise" before Wei Zhengrong finished speaking, he saw Zhao Xiaomeng holding a purple bell in his hand: "Is this what you are talking about!"

"……yes!"

Zhao Xiaomeng tilted her head and looked at him: "Are you feeling sick?"

Wei Zhengrong was puzzled, but still replied: "No discomfort."

There are no wounds on the body, the spiritual energy is flowing smoothly, and there is indeed no discomfort.

"They have a magic bell, so why did they do it just now?"

"Maybe I forgot to use it!" Zhao Xiaomeng said casually.

She walked to Jin Fuyin holding the magic bell. She took out the magic bell from Zheng Jing's body. She checked it and found that there were already five souls and eighteen souls in it!

This guy really does a lot of harm to people.

I just don’t know if there are the souls of senior sisters and senior brothers inside.

She released the soul inside, and there were a total of twenty-three vague figures, standing there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

At this time, a figure walked towards Jin Fuyin blankly, as if he was attracted by something.

If you identify it carefully, you can see that the figure is similar to the golden seal.

The figure plunged into Jin Fuyin's body.

Another figure moved, walked towards Fan Yi, and then fell into Fan Yi's body.

Wei Zhengrong was a little confused at first, but he quickly understood: "Where is my senior brother's? Is there my senior brother's soul?"

The remaining twenty-one figures showed no movement.

Zhao Xiaomeng collected them into the string of bells she had made after sacrifice.

The string of bells is not a soul-nurturing tree, it just keeps their souls from getting weaker.

"Don't be anxious, there's another one!" Zhao Xiaomeng said, taking out the magic bell he took out from the sword cultivator and releasing the fifteen souls inside.

Sure enough, two of the figures fell into the bodies of the two unconscious swordsmen.

Zhao Xiaomeng collected the remaining thirteen souls into the bell string.

Now, there are ten souls and thirty-one souls in the bell string.

"Your junior brother Lu Guang probably has a soul with me, but he is dead, and his three souls and six souls have gone to the underworld. Only by finding his reincarnation can he return his soul. You see, if you have soul nourishment

I will give you treasures such as wood now." Although with these souls, the power of the bell string increased dramatically, Zhao Xiaomeng still felt that they were a burden.

If anything goes wrong, she can't afford to pay!

It would be better to let all relatives take it away.

Wei Zhengrong looked embarrassed. How could the soul-nurturing tree be so good?

Soul-nurturing wood can nourish souls and leave the souls of the dead in the world of cultivation. It is a treasure that can shock the world of cultivation as long as it appears together!

Not only does he not have it, but even the entire Sword Sect has not heard of anyone having it!

He stared at the magic bell in Zhao Xiaomeng's hand and murmured something unspeakable.

"I can't give you this magic bell! Although it can protect your junior brother's body, it is a magic weapon after all. Your junior brother has been in it for a long time. It's hard to say whether he will be able to return to his own body in the future.

Demon Transformation Cultivator. Although the string of bells on my body has no soul-nurturing effect, it is not a magic weapon. It can still protect these weak souls for hundreds of years." Zhao Xiaomeng explained.

I understand, even if I give you the magic bell, you won’t dare to use it.

My magic weapon cannot be given to you.

Just ask your junior brother, do you want your brother’s piece now?

Wei Zhengrong bowed and made a great gift: "Junior Sister Mo, please save this soul for me for the time being. When I go back to report to Master, I will make a special trip to Qingyun Gate to thank Junior Sister Mo."

The more I owe this favor, the more I owe it, and I can’t afford to pay it back!

"Remember to bring the spirit stone with you when you come! Don't come empty-handed! There is more than one life!" Mengze shouted in Zhao Xiaomeng's sea of ​​consciousness. It's a pity that Wei Zhengrong couldn't hear it, otherwise he would feel better and could use the spirit stone.

Shi repays the life-saving grace, it’s really shameful!

(End of chapter)