In fact, Wang Zhuo didn't know that he had missed at least two things. One was the dragon's essence and blood stored in the jade slip, and the second was that Luohu forcibly escaped from the underworld and stayed in the underworld.
A snake's tail.
Today he is carefully making plans for the next few months or years and is full of confidence in the future.
Wang Zhuo thought so, the big tree parted, and Duobao came out and jumped to Wang Zhuo's side.
"After the rain stops, find a deserted place and eat the King Ginseng Pill." Before Duobao could speak, Wang Zhuo said, "What state are you in now?"
Duobao smiled and replied: "In the early stage of congenital life, the top-quality Ginseng King Pill will definitely make me reach the blood exchange period. I just hope to directly enter the transformation..."
All monsters have their ancestors. After reaching the blood exchange period, there is a one in a hundred billion chance that the bloodline can be traced back. Although Duobao's guinea pig clan did not have a great sage to turn the world around in ancient times, it did produce several elite monsters.
Only by tracing back the bloodline can one have the opportunity to obtain various superb magical powers and spells imprinted in the bloodline by the ancestors, and these great magical powers require a certain bloodline before they can be used.
The two complement each other and are indispensable!
Regarding the realm, Tiger King and Duobao both explained it to Wang Zhuo. At this time, Wang Zhuo was slightly confused and could not judge his true realm.
The first three levels of the demon clan are bone forging, innateness, blood exchange, and then human transformation. Wang Zhuo knows that he can emit innate true energy, so he must have passed the first two levels, but what about the third level?
If there was no blood exchange, Wang Zhuo would have inherited the nine-tailed fox clan at this time. If he had reached the realm of blood exchange, no matter how mixed his own bloodline was, he would still be a purebred Persian cat. Could it be that the Persian cat family does not even have a monk?
What's more, because of the special race, the cat tribe does not distinguish between Siamese, Persian, Garfield, and short-haired Fold-eared pastoralists. As long as the cat tribe has an immortal in ancient times, there will be a one in a hundred billion chance of blood exchange among the offspring.
The bloodline can be traced back, and a certain skill or magical power practiced by this immortal can be passed down.
Maybe, I am still in the innate stage?
Seeing Duobao's big eyes staring at him closely, Wang Zhuo couldn't help but laugh and said: "Look what I'm doing, quickly find a place where few people set foot."
Duobao cheered, grabbed Wang Zhuo's paw and said, "I have already chosen. Fellow Taoist, come with me quickly."
A cat and a mouse got off the tree and walked towards the mountains.
Nohoro Forest Park is one of the largest virgin forests in Hokkaido, covering an area of hundreds of square kilometers. Although there are many people traveling inside and outside every year, the local government intentionally sets several hives as no-traffic zones. This approach is convenient for Wang Zhuo
and Duobao.
Duobao and Wang Zhuo first walked along the man-made trails, trying to avoid the tourists they encountered occasionally. After walking for a hundred miles, the man-made trails and forest tracks were no longer visible.
The terrain is plain, with not many hills. There are linden and pine trees everywhere, which is extremely dense.
Because he was not running away, Duobao was too embarrassed to sit on Wang Zhuo, pointed to an empty place and said: "We are here!"
There are a few black lines on Wang Zhuo's face. The place in front of him is a natural and beautiful place for tourism and leisure. However, a group of traveling friends just passed by not far from them. It cannot be said to be inaccessible.
Duobao saw what Wang Zhuo was thinking and said with a smile: "This is the case in Japan. The land is sparse and there are many people, so there are very few places suitable for setting up formations."
"Is this a formation?" Wang Zhuo looked around in confusion. Because there were countless formations in the Underworld Courtyard, Wang Zhuo already knew the layout of various formations. After a moment, he discovered that the surrounding vegetation had indeed a mysterious layout. It seemed that
Mainly concealment.
Duobao nodded and said: "Not far from here is the famous Ebetsu Tumulus. There are many evil ghosts and souls inside. When they walk and float, they will affect the surrounding vegetation and buildings, distort the light, release some kind of passive talent, and influence
The perception of humans and other living beings, because Hokkaido has been a barbaric wilderness in Japan since ancient times, and those eminent monks were too lazy to come here to save the souls of the dead. After hundreds of years, a half-natural phantom formation was formed here."
Stretching out his small claws, Duobao continued: "Please also ask fellow Taoist to bring the array plate that was taken from the Tiger King."
Wang Zhuo chanted the incantation, and a magical instrument that looked like a compass flew out of the bronze amphora.
Duobao took the compass and said to Wang Zhuo: "There is a real seal engraved on the bottom of this instrument, which is called Zhenshan. It was obtained by King Tiger from an ancient monk's cave. King Tiger once said that the owner of that ruins is no more than
He is in the late Nascent Soul stage, but according to my judgment, that person is at least the Earth Immortal level."
Wang Zhuo acted like a good boy who was eager to learn, which made Duobao extremely satisfied. "The ruins are more than hundreds of thousands of years old. Most of the precious elixirs and magic weapons have lost their aura, but there are a few low-level elixirs."
The medicine and most of the rare and rare herbs have been left behind, which has also enabled the Tiger King to be one step away from becoming an elixir in just two hundred years, and his foundation is so deep that even the great demons in the middle stage of becoming an elixir are in awe of his strength."
"Besides, Zhenshan is the control center of the entire palace-protecting formation. After millions of years of time, even the highest-level magic weapons in the world have turned into fly ash. However, Zhenshan has become dim and fallen due to lack of spiritual energy supply.
But it is far from the point of destruction!”
"It can be seen that the owner of the ruins may have been in the late Nascent Soul stage before, but this mountain-holding magic weapon was refined after he became an immortal! The nine-level magic weapon is made in the standard, the first level is the highest, and the ninth level is the lowest. Just imagine if Zhenshan was refined
It was a first-grade magic weapon at that time, but it would not take a million years, but a mere hundred thousand years to make it fall below the ninth grade and become a magic weapon, but now, it is still a third-grade magic weapon!"
"You mean, it was once an immortal weapon?" Wang Zhuo finally couldn't help but interrupt. He only had one view on beautiful things.
Destined to be with me!
A trace of ridicule flashed across Duobao's face and he said: "The difference between magic weapons, magic weapons and fairy weapons is just like the whiteboard equipment, green equipment, and blue equipment in the game. The Tiger King doesn't know and doesn't want to know its identity. It used to be
Glory. Using blue equipment as a blank slate is really ridiculous and sad.”
Wang Zhuo's face turned red. When he first arrived at Zhenshan, he thought the compass would determine Feng Shui. If he hadn't met Duobao, he would have become the target of others' ridicule.
Duobao didn't pay attention to Wang Zhuo's face and said to himself: "Originally, as a slave, I have the obligation to remind the Tiger King, but he destroyed my entire clan and killed my parents. Over the years, I have treated him like a national soldier, and he took advantage of me.
How can I tell him the true function of this mountain when shit is two!?"
After saying that, he secretly glanced at Wang Zhuo. Seeing Wang Zhuo's "hungry look", I felt even more happy.
My performance these few times should be enough to attract his attention and cook me more delicacies in the future? Duobao said silently in his heart, placing his paws in the center of the compass.