Journey To Longevity

At the same time, Zhang Shiping opened his mouth, and lightly swallowed a small group of light blue light clusters the size of a longan core. This light cluster containing a trace of his soul circled around the face of the refining corpse, and then sank into the altar between the eyebrows. .

Zhang Shiping closed his eyes, and after a while, he softly said the word 'qi'.

As the words fell, I saw that the silver-armored corpse first trembled slightly, and then stood up straight after a while, and the movements seemed a little stiff. Zhang Shiping wasn't surprised by this. Although he didn't join the corpse refinement, he also knew that this situation was very normal. After some time, when this ray of divine soul is completely fused with this refined corpse, he will be able to manipulate it as he likes, and he will no longer have such a jerky appearance today. At that time, this silver-armored corpse is also a good help.

Over the years, the Phantom Locust cultivated by Zhang Shiping has only produced a big demon, and if Hai Dafu hadn't fed an unknown number of spider demons, this phantom locust is only in the early stage of the big monster at this moment.

And the Bai Qi gifted by Chen Weifang is only a second-order perfection now, and it can lead to the great monster Thunder Tribulation at this moment, but Zhang Shiping is also about to conceive a baby now, so he has no time to take care of it. As for whether Bai Qi can survive the thunder disaster, it all depends on its own good fortune.

For high-level monks, the resources and effort invested in cultivating spirit worms or mounts are really too much, and this investment may not necessarily yield results.

As for the "corpse" in the method of refining corpses, it does not necessarily refer to human monks. The corpses of other monsters and monsters can be used as materials for refining corpses as long as they have been purified by spiritual energy, such as the dragon that was refined by the Yan family before. Puppet, that is a first-class demon corpse.

The benefit brought by this kind of seizing others' hundreds of years of practice is visible to the naked eye. Even Zhang Shiping, a Jindan real person with a heart like Zhang Shiping, can't help but feel a little happy in his heart after completing the corpse refining sacrifice.

With such a quick method, it is no wonder that some monks get lost in it, unable to extricate themselves, so that in the end they become the kind of powerful, but bewildered people, who have no intention of comprehending their minds and trapped themselves to death.

Zhang Shiping opened his eyes, restrained his thoughts, and looked a little more relaxed than before.

Then he took out the bronze lamp with his hands, got up and put it on the bronze lamp stand beside him, and then lit the more than ten bronze lamps of different styles on the stand one by one.

Beside the lamp stand, Zhang Shiping held a slender bronze stick, while leisurely picking up the burnt wicks of those ordinary copper lamps, and at the same time healed himself with the magical effect of this rare bronze lamp. Slight damage to the soul caused by sacrificing the silver-armored corpse.

After a cup of tea time, Zhang Shiping calmed down, and all the injuries on his body were gone.

Originally, although this kind of spiritual damage was slight, Jindan cultivators normally need to meditate and adjust their breath for several days. In this way, it can be regarded as saving Zhang Shiping's work for several days.

After a short rest, Zhang Shiping wiped the jade storage belt around his waist, and took out the jade bottle containing the blood of the Nascent Soul. He tapped lightly, and a pool of blood as thick as mercury water flew out from the bottle mouth, and condensed in the air until it merged into a blood clot the size of a human head.

Then he immediately urged the "Jing Ling Hua Yuan Shu" repeatedly, ten-finger missiles, and shot a little bit of blood-colored aura towards the ball of demon blood.

As these blood-colored auras sank into the blood, they exploded with a bang, but when the scattered blood mist splashed about ten feet away, it stopped suddenly, and then an extremely sudden heartbeat sounded, the blood The fog shrank suddenly and turned into a six-winged and four-legged monster snake, just like the monster with the blood of Fei Yi in Qinghe's ancestor's mansion before, but this monster's eyes were dull and his mind was not clear.

After the fat leftover blood-colored virtual shape stabilized, Zhang Shiping shot a series of bronze-colored auras towards it again, and soon the bronze tadpoles were connected together, and at this time, the blood of the Nascent Soul fat leftover monster with dull eyes Under the magical method of detaining spirits and transforming yuan into the formed virtual shape, a gleam of light gradually appeared in his eyes.

Immediately after Zhang Shiping turned his hand over, a black, red, silver and three-colored pagoda suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand.

Zhang Shiping supported the Yanyun Myriad Spirit Pagoda with one hand, lifted it up slightly, and the pagoda rose into the sky, then he pointed his sword forward again, and softly said "Go."

The natal pagoda flew to the ball of Nascent Soul and demon blood, and slowly turned.

The pagoda is three feet three inches high, with nine floors of attics, octagonal sides, and eaves on each floor. Under the eaves, there are bucket arches and chair pillars. The circle is drawn with silver patterns of various monsters, which are connected to each other.

Zhang Shiping sat down cross-legged, muttering words in his mouth, and kept pinching hand formulas in his hands, towards this pagoda, he continuously made seals one after another.

With the execution of "Ju Ling Hua Yuan Shu", from the base of the lowest floor of the Yanyun Wanling Pagoda, fine and dense bronze tadpole characters appeared, spreading upwards like a coiling dragon until covering the entire nine-story pagoda. The engraving is full, and for a while, this pagoda has a mysterious charm.

"Go." Zhang Shiping said softly.

The sound was lost, and suddenly black flames turned into a phantom chain covered with bronze tadpole characters, and shot out from the Flame Meteor Myriad Spirit Pagoda.

With a 'chi' sound, the chain plunged into the blood shadow.

This 'fat body' also seems to have come back to its senses, and its spirituality has recovered a bit, or felt that this bronze black flame chain was tied to its body, it began to struggle and growl continuously, and its ferocity rose .

However, the body of the pagoda swayed slightly, and the bronze brilliance of the rune patterns on it flowed, and three almost nothingness chains were issued, which tightly wrapped around the neck, body, and one foot of the big monster, and slowly pulled it with.

"Take it." Zhang Shiping urged his mana again, and said softly.

The bronze black flame chains shrank suddenly, pulling the fat leftover blood shadow, turning into billowing blood mist and pouring into the spiritual pagoda, and there was a silver streak on the base of the pagoda, in the shape of a snake with the head of a snake, six legs and four wings 'Fat left' appearance.

"This bloodline divine pattern is clearer than the one refined with the blood of the great goblin, but the black flame did not change as I expected. It is because what I refined before was cold fire, and this fat left supernatural power Preferring to Yang, the two are in conflict? No, it shouldn’t be the reason, Feiyi’s supernatural powers are 'drought' and 'dryness', which are fire-derived things, and the attributes will not conflict and restrain each other. It shouldn't be the reason, otherwise Black Flame The power of the blood should be damaged instead. Maybe it’s because it’s just ordinary blood, not essence blood?” Zhang Shiping looked at the black inflammation the size of an egg in his hand, thinking.

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(Actually, the title of this chapter should also be Jilian.)

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