Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

"Brahma Sage's True Demonic Skills" can be said to be the first skill in the human world, directly pointing to the realm of Mahayana.

Even if it is placed in the spirit world, the demon world will not lose its price.

Xie Duanyang must find a way to get it, even if it is not a major practice, it will be of infinite use as a reference.

Among them, the easiest one to get is naturally the basic introductory book "Ming Wang Jue".

Since this skill has been passed down in Jinluo Sect, Leiyin Sect, etc., based on his guess, the remaining two of the four major Buddhist sects, Randen Buddha Sect and Bihuo Sect, should also have collected it.

What's more, when he arrived in the Jin Dynasty, he always needed to rely on a powerful family and rely on his power to collect cultivation resources and improve his cultivation so as not to be left behind by Han Li.

Of course, the risk of directly joining the four major Buddhist sects is too high.

There is more than one old monster in the late Nascent Soul stage inside. Maybe he will notice something abnormal about himself on a whim.

According to Xie Duanyang's plan, it is best to sneak into its branch temple first and see if he can find the "Mingwang Jue".

If that doesn't work, then find another way.

Originally, he had no comprehensive plan for what to do after reaching the Jin Dynasty. He just wanted to make a decision when the time comes.

At this moment, he had a plan in mind, and Xie Duanyang felt relieved. He put away the formation flag, put on a temporary formation, and started thinking about it again.

Although the ghost fire of the underworld, the demonic blue sun fire, and the relic flame in the glass lamp have different properties, they all belong to the path of fire.

Today's suppression and refining of the Baigui Yin Locking Robe gave him a lot of inspiration, and his understanding of the "Gold Melting Technique" has reached a new level.

After completing the second level of success, Xie Duanyang felt that he was already at the top of the list in the first level of foundation building, not to mention perfect, but not much different.

At this time, I realized that there were still many flaws in my Taoism.

As soon as he fell into concentration, most of the day passed.

Seeing the red sun setting outside and the sunset glowing, Xie Duanyang just recovered from his state of trance.

The other monks had already put away their tents in a very alert manner and gathered behind the old man surnamed Luo.

The old man did not give the order immediately, but took out a gray-brown monster from his storage bag and threw it in front of the centipede.

The corpse of this beast was lying on its side on the wasteland. It had a pointed mouth, round ears, and front teeth as big as wooden boards. It looked very close to a mouse.

But its size is much larger, not inferior to that of a calf.

He should also have the cultivation level to build a foundation, but unfortunately due to bad luck, he fell into the hands of an old man surnamed Luo who was patrolling the area and became food for the golden centipede.

Xie Duanyang took a few glances and recognized that this should be a unique monster in this wasteland.

It is a hybrid of two kinds of rat monsters from Mulan Grassland and Tiannan, and is difficult to see in other places.

Although his combat power is not very outstanding, he is naturally alert, timid, and good at digging holes, so he is extremely difficult to capture.

At the very least, he has never seen any material related to this beast in every city he has visited.

It's just that this rat has bad luck today and fell into the hands of a master of pill formation.

Thinking in his mind, Xie Duanyang suddenly took a few steps forward, stood seven feet away from the old man surnamed Luo, and took out two long-necked wine bottles from the storage bag.

"Quhun has met senior..."

The old man surnamed Luo raised his eyelids slightly, followed his gaze to the corpse of the monster on the ground, and showed a playful smile.

"You are so brave, why did you fall in love with the material on this peeping gopher?

This thing is useless to me, but let’s see what you can come up with in exchange for it..."

Saying that, without waiting for Xie Duanyang to answer, the old man surnamed Luo raised his hand.

The two bamboo and yellow wine bottles flew out of the air and hung in front of him.

After removing the cork from the bottle, the old man surnamed Luo showed a hint of surprise on his originally casual face.

One jug contains freshly cut honey from the flowers, and the other one contains the best quality Baihua Spirit Wine.

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These are the earlier batches, already fifteen years old.

Spiritual wine is rare for low-level monks, and its price-performance ratio is not as good as elixirs. Of course, the old man surnamed Luo is not that ignorant as he is an elixir builder.

What's more, he had already read Xie Duanyang's self-reported information and knew that he had a nest of bees.

But he was still surprised by its quality, after improving it based on the Baihuashan wine recipe.

Although this jar of wine is not as good as the most precious ones, it is already very good, even for him, a pill-forming monk.

He chuckled and put away two pots. When the old man surnamed Luo looked at him again, his expression was much better, not as cold as usual.

"Tell me, where did you fall in love with this rat?"

Xie Duanyang had already thought about it, and he pointed at the most conspicuous pair of front teeth of the Peeping Gopher.

"I also ask the senior to give this tooth and the rat skin to the junior."

Although these two are considered to be the most valuable materials in this beast, they are useless to the Centipede Golden Centipede. Even the old man surnamed Luo, who is a pill builder, looks down upon it and readily agrees.

He even concocted it himself with great interest, which allowed Xie Duanyang to really see some of his methods.

I didn't see him releasing any magical weapon. Just hold it in his palm, and a dazzling light condensed in the air and turned into a handleless knife.

The knife breathed out sharp energy and landed on the giant rat's throat. It was originally invulnerable, but the tough rat skin that was stronger than the armor was cut like water under the light of the knife.

In just a few breaths, it was completely separated from the muscles and muscles, and a complete animal skin was obtained.

"The art of breaking jade."

Xie Duanyang sighed secretly as he recalled the techniques used by the old man surnamed Luo.

Monks who practice metal and metal magic have the lowest attributes among the five elements.

Many of them are auxiliary spells such as "Diamond Technique" and "Iron Skin Technique".

But once he truly grows up, he is famous for being sharp and powerful, and his combat power is generally higher than that of monks in the same realm.

The old guy looks like he's already declining, and he doesn't have many more years to live.

Unexpectedly, he was a master of gold magic and was extremely skilled in it. This was even before he revealed his own magic weapon.

"This person's strength should surely defeat Demon Xiu Heishan."

Respectfully picking up the rat skin and rat teeth, Xie Duanyang cast a spell to temporarily process them for easy storage, while silently commenting in his heart.

Seeing his movements, the Ji Establishment and Qi Practitioner monks next to him had an expression of jealousy on their faces.

They didn't know the true value of Baihua Mead, they just thought it was just average, but they got two obviously extraordinary weapon-making materials in exchange.

The emotions in my heart are naturally complicated and difficult to describe.

Only the monk named Yang continued to talk to him as if nothing had happened.

"Elder Luo is not greedy for the contents of the cup. Even if he is like this, he can't tell that fellow Taoist actually has such good wine.

But Taoist fellow Taoist named me for these two things. Could it be that he is also good at refining and guiding?"

For ordinary monks, although the monster materials are precious, they will probably not stay for a long time, and will soon be replaced by spiritual stones, pills, magic weapons and the like.

After all, without the skill of refining weapons, these would be of little use.

The success rate of ordinary weapon refiners is also very impressive. Even if all the materials are lost, they may not be able to harvest a magic weapon.

But Yang Mingwen saw clearly that Xie Duanyang was coming, and he obviously planned to use it for himself.

"As a casual cultivator, Qu has to learn how to do everything, but his skills cannot be put on the stage."

Putting away the processed materials, Xie Duanyang explained with a smile.

"When I took it to the weapon refiner, after all, there was a layer of separation, and there were many thoughts that were difficult to describe properly in words.

Even if the furnace is successfully opened, I'm afraid it won't be to the master's liking."

His words were somewhat suspicious, but the others did not ask questions in detail, but began to make preparations for departure again.

Xie Duanyang smiled indifferently. He knew that the Peeping Rat was a natural earth-moving monster, similar to the pangolin. Those two materials could be used to strengthen the earth-moving sun's magic weapon.

But this is just incidental, the real purpose is to infer the Taoist methods that the old man surnamed Luo is good at by looking at the corpses of monsters.

However, he did not expect that the development would be much better than he hoped.

"According to what Yang Mingwen said, this person's magic weapon is also a flying knife, but I don't know what the material is.

Apart from sleight of hand, what about attainments in swordsmanship?"

The corpse of a foundation-building monster contains extraordinary spiritual power.

The centipede golden centipede was not injured, but simply lost its strength. After a day of recovery, the rat gnawed the rat into white bones scattered on the ground, and then regained its energy.

It's just that the old man surnamed Luo still put it into the spirit beast bag to digest the flesh and blood essence he just ate, without releasing it, and still drove the octagonal flying pavilion in front.

It's probably because he has already inspected the pen and encountered the giant rat.

Tonight, they were walking in a very safe way, and no evil beast with long eyes came out to cause trouble.

Soon, the team found a secluded and safe place to set up camp.

It was a peaceful night, except for the constant howling sound of the strong wind.

Fortunately, they are not ordinary business travelers after all. It is not difficult to block the wind and sand by blessing the tent with spiritual light.

In this way, the camp was set up earlier and earlier and the departure was later and later, and the number of monsters that appeared on the way naturally increased.

But starting from the third day, the old man surnamed Luo no longer personally patrolled and cleared the monsters blocking the road in advance, but instead left it to Yang Mingwen.

Unlike ordinary monks, he has shown his ability in warfare.

Divide all the monks into groups, and use three or two Qi-training monks to build foundations and conduct cyclic investigations.

The cultivators of each team are good at spells, magic weapons and other combinations, and can be basically reasonable and comprehensive.

Moreover, people with different temperaments or even personal grudges were not brought together to create chaos. It was chaotic at first, but it was quickly straightened out and became orderly.

Although it is nothing to Xie Duanyang, who has the inheritance of an ancient military strategist, he is already a rare talent.

After walking for another two days, without the deterrent of the old man surnamed Luo, some wasteland monsters finally couldn't restrain themselves and launched an attack on them.

The aura of the wasteland and the lack of vegetation mean that large monsters such as cows and tigers are rare, but those that can survive in such a place are even more difficult to deal with.

Move like the wind and be good at concealment and disguise.

In particular, the six-striped stinging tail scorpion not only has a sharp stinger on the back of its tail that is not inferior to a magic weapon, but is also extremely poisonous.

Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator is accidentally stabbed by it, it will be difficult to suppress it with magic power. However, within a few seconds, the energy and blood will attack the heart and the poison will kill him.

Even if their group took precautions, a famous monk still fell into the trap.

Fortunately, Bee Stinger has been doing this business all year round and is fully prepared.

Give that unfortunate guy internal and external application of symptomatic detoxification in time, and then you can save his life in time.

It’s just that a great loss of vitality is inevitable.

Xie Duanyang is willing to use spiritual stones or exchange for this scorpion corpse with an unused magic weapon.

The tail needle of this scorpion is very suitable for worshiping and refining the "Jade Phosphorus Needle" of Baiman Mountain.

Unfortunately, among the bee stings, there are also disposable magic weapons made from scorpion tail needles, which are purchased at high prices all year round.

Continuing to raise the price would be too eye-catching, so Xie Duanyang had no choice but to give up.

After a few days, there was no loss of personnel, but several monsters unique to the wasteland were slaughtered.

Although the allocation is based on cultivation level and participation level, there is finally a small profit, which makes the monks who have been bored by the monotonous scenery here for several days feel much better, which I feel is a good sign.

But soon, they didn’t think so.

At noon that day, they were resting in their tents when they suddenly heard the voice of an old man named Luo sweeping through the entire camp with powerful magic, waking everyone up.

"Huang Ting is here, get up quickly and form a formation!"

Almost as soon as he raised his voice, Xie Duanyang stopped meditating, stood up, and opened the tent curtain.

Because the old man surnamed Luo was around and it was inconvenient to release all his spiritual consciousness, Xie Duanyang could only vaguely feel the extremely strong energy fluctuations hundreds of miles away.

On the contrary, the "spiritual eye" can see more things.

The very distant horizon is already dark.

It's like a towering city wall, blocking the view.

The wall is divided into several uneven layers, and the upper end where it connects to the sky shows a unique red color, as if it has a layer of filters attached.

The middle part is gray and black, and the lower part is almost completely black.

Inside the city wall, there is no peace either. Numerous bulges and depressions of different sizes can be vaguely seen, rolling and colliding on them.

In just a moment, Xie Duanyang understood what happened.

Sandstorm.

This wasteland between Mulan Grassland and Tiannan stretches for nearly ten thousand miles with sparse vegetation.

The land outside is flat and there are few mountains. Therefore, when a strong wind blows, loess will fly up and cover the sky and the sun.

Under this great power of heaven and earth, the Danjie monks can protect themselves, but they are unable to resist on their own.

As for foundation building and Qi training, it is inevitable to have a disgraced face.

If you are unlucky, it is not uncommon for three or two to die.

However, sandstorms in the wilderness mainly occur in winter and spring, when the soil is dry and loose.

The Bee Sting Organization specially chose the summer when they came here. At this time, the Mulan Grassland was a season of lush green grass.

Over the past few days, although there has been a constant breeze, it has been relatively calm.

I didn’t expect that we would meet each other after all.

The foundation-building monks can still look at such rare and rare wonders of heaven and earth with a calm mind, and estimate the power of Huang Ting Dust Storm.

The Qi-training monks acted anxiously, folded up their tents, and cast spells to temporarily remove a layer of the barren soil on the surface.

Then, according to the division of teams during the inspection, seven or eight people formed a group and took up positions to temporarily form a formation.

Although it is just a popular product, it is not a brilliant formation, but it is simple and easy to understand, and it can quickly combine mana in one place.

Those who can join this team are guaranteed to be at the eleventh or second level of Qi training, and almost half of them are at the peak of Qi training.

As soon as the formation was opened, the magic power was actually stronger than that of the fellow Foundation Establishment monks, and most of the fear in my heart immediately disappeared.

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