The Lord of Ghost

In the cave, Mo Li opened Xiao Xiaobao's space ring, as if looking for something.

Since he had tied up the other party, all the treasures belonged to him.

"Oh, Brother Xiao, there are a lot of spiritual treasures."

Mo Li looked through the brilliant treasures, including the red blood ginseng with red clouds all over. It is said that this ginseng grew on the bones of the Vermillion Bird and condensed the blood of the Vermillion Bird.

There was also a spear burning with crimson flames. He looked at the mysterious patterns on the gun body and heard the sound of dragon roars. It seemed that the great forger had forged the soul of the fire dragon inside, and the power of the fire gun was even better.

"Huh, holy pill?"

Mo Li took out a deep blue pill, which was surrounded by the aqua blue aura rules. He felt comfortable the moment he touched it. The aqua blue luster enveloped it and washed the veins in his body.

It has such an effect before it enters the mouth. This is the holy pill, an extremely precious pill.

The pills that have experienced the holy pill thunder tribulation all contain traces of rule power. Mo Li guessed that this azure holy pill should be a healing pill.

"Wow, another holy pill."

Mo Li took out a red rosy pill from the space ring again.

There was a gentle flame burning slowly on the surface of the rosy pill. The shape of the flame sometimes condensed into the shape of a red lotus, and sometimes transformed into a fierce beast with brown and red hair. Looking at the shadow of the fierce beast, there was still some king-like deterrence.

"A great demon at the quasi-saint level?"

"Could it be that this holy pill was smelted by combining the inner pill of the great demon and the spiritual fire?"

Mo Li felt his scalp tingling, and couldn't help but sigh at Mr. Xiao's alchemy attainments.

The so-called holy pill, that is, the pill that has the rules and rhymes of the saints, can be called a holy pill.

If there are a hundred saints, then there is only one person who is a saint and also has the identity conditions of an alchemist, which can be said to be one in a hundred.

He had also learned alchemy knowledge for a month before, and knew the harshness and difficulty of alchemy.

But such an unusual pill, the perfect fusion of demon power and spiritual energy, the extremely violent power of both was wonderfully softened, which could be called a miracle, and it was the first time he saw it.

"Is it possible that by swallowing this pill, you will temporarily have a trace of the power of a quasi-saint or even a saint?"

Mo Li held the red pill that was as perfect as a work of art in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly looked at Xiao Xiaobao in the corner with evil charm:

"Brother Xiao, it's a pity that you don't have the chance to swallow this pill."

Facts have proved that Mo Li's original idea was right.

As long as Xiao Xiaobao is given time to react, in less than a breath, the moment he swallows the pill, it will be another ending.

Afterwards, Mo Li searched and took out a small tower.

The whole body of the small tower is bronze, and it seems to be made of some kind of mother gold, stained with traces of time, and looks simple and old.

The top of the small tower is missing a corner. Mo Li put it to his ear and listened. He could actually hear someone reciting scriptures?

Is it an illusion? Mo Li was puzzled.

He listened again and found that it was not an illusion.

The ancient Sanskrit text came from the dilapidated ancient tower. The sound was faint, as if it came from ancient times. The obscure runes made Mo Li confused.

"Buddhist secret treasure?"

"It seems to be saying something?"

"Source... Source... Life..."

The vague and awkward language drilled into his mind.

In an instant, a strange vision suddenly appeared.

Mo Li immediately covered his ears, and his mind seemed to be stirred by some ancient power.

Xiao Xiaobao looked at Mo Li's state, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

"I'm going to be saved!" Mo Li covered his head and screamed.

"Buddha! Buddha! Butcher's knife!"

At this time, Mo Li's whole body was transformed by Sanskrit, and golden words lingered. Behind him, the mysterious Buddhist light was filled with glowing light, as if he had entered Buddhism.

The pagoda was strange, and Xiao Xiaobao got it by accident. Even his father could not judge the grade of the pagoda.

He could also hear the mysterious Buddhist scriptures, but they were extremely vague to him. He thought it was fun at the time, so he put it in his pocket.

Later, Xiao Xiaobao accidentally discovered that the mysterious voice in the pagoda had different effects on different people.

He saw with his own eyes that a murderer who had killed tens of thousands of monks was instantly converted after hearing the Buddhist voice, and from then on he shaved his hair and converted to Buddhism. But he himself didn't feel anything.

At this time, Xiao Xiaobao looked at the struggling Mo Li with a shocked look. His reaction was particularly strong, as if he was fighting against the mysterious Buddhist voice.

Xiao Xiaobao watched coldly, and he found that Mo Li's eyes were sometimes scarlet like blood, and sometimes revealed the golden light of Buddhism, and he was madly tearing between the two, going crazy.

"The treasures of Buddhism are strange, and you are only [Return to One Realm]" Xiao Xiaobao muttered in his heart, but soon, Mo Li's struggle calmed down, and the golden light of Buddhism in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by the original clarity.

"Huh..."

Mo Li exhaled a turbid breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"This Buddhist thing is very evil, and I almost got converted."

"What a pity..." Mo Li suddenly tilted his head, like a weirdo with a broken neck, and looked at Xiao Xiaobao: "I didn't let you see that day."

Mo Li thought he was a pervert, and his soul was always in a state of repression, a state of forbearance and explosion.

Compared with crazy perverts, the whispers of Buddhism are like nursery rhymes that make people happy.

"I didn't expect Brother Xiao to have such a back-up plan. I, Mo Li, underestimated you." Mo Li smiled, and his smile was creepy.

Although this method, which was not a means, gave Xiao Xiaobao hope, it was one of his few chances.

Now, the chance is gone.

Mo Li held the pagoda in his hand and examined it carefully. After finding no additional abnormalities, he put it into the space.

Then, Mo Li searched Xiao Xiaobao's space ring again, but this time he was careful, after all, he almost capsized in the gutter.

"I thought Brother Xiao might be rich enough to rival a country, but I never expected that the treasures and medicines in the space ring alone would be far beyond imagination."

Mo Li held up a full hand of elixirs. After exploring all of Xiao Xiaobao's treasures, he couldn't help but sigh again and again.

This time, he had a clear and obvious concept of the word "rich".

The spiritual medicines piled up into a small mountain were of high grade, and some even exceeded Mo Li's imagination, including spiritual pills, mysterious pills, and even holy pills.

The great medicines among them were even more dazzling, including sea ganoderma, four-color daylily, ghost mist flower, five-flower grass, vermilion flame fruit, ice soul cold crystal...

Some spiritual medicines can even be sold at sky-high prices at auctions.

Mo Li had to suspect that this guy emptied the Xiao family's treasure house in advance after learning that he was going to be thrown into the Worm Valley.

As for the treasures and spiritual tools, beyond Mo Li's expectation, they were also varied. He found a silver bronze mirror, whose grade could not be seen. In addition, there was a clay figurine, which was lifelike and emitted waves that shocked Mo Li.

"Brother Xiao, you didn't really empty the Xiao family's treasure house, did you?"

Mo Li took out nine flags and looked at them carefully for a long time. They looked like objects of a certain formation.

Finally, he walked towards the silent Xiao Xiaobao and pinched his fleshy face: "I know Brother Xiao is afraid of death, but I didn't expect him to be so afraid of death and so bold."

"Brother Xiao, don't worry. I will leave you with a whole body for our kindness."

Mo Li called Brother Xiao one by one, and for a moment they really looked like brothers with deep feelings and righteousness, plastic brothers.

As he said that, Mo Li lifted the other's arm without warning and took out the sharp extremely cold ice blade.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Until now, the severed finger is still aching.

"What? Guess?"

Mo Li smiled like a flower, like a devil's smile. Under Xiao Xiaobao's horrified eyes, a cold light flashed, and the arm was cut off cleanly.

"Of course, it's to give your grandfather some small surprises."