The moment the blood-red spiritual power stayed in the body, the hidden dangers increased. With the experience last time, Jiang Feng did not try the magic weapon again, but took out the other items in the storage bag again, only to find that only two of them met the requirements.
Require.
In Yuntai City, Heishuimen, the flying bird silver hairpin obtained was originally an accessory worn by Qiu Zhenzhen, but because of Qiu Zhenzhen's random actions, he confused his mood and forgot to return it;
In Dayi County, the personal maid Zheng Keyi gave a blessing sachet when she was leaving.
Since the pure white jade he prepared cannot take effect, Jiang Feng can only choose between these two mundane items. The blessing sachet is naturally the choice. Sure enough, the mysterious red light no longer resists and enters the blessing sachet like flowing water, but
Soon it felt as if it was full and no more could be poured into it.
This is much worse than the previous gold and jade earrings and turquoise necklace.
Picking up the flying bird silver hairpin, it replaced the already filled blessing sachet. The slightly smoothed pattern on the surface of the silver hairpin was immediately redrawn by the red light, as if it was reborn.
The red light is completely integrated into the flying bird silver hairpin. If you look closely, it seems that it is not yet full.
call!
Jiang Feng instantly understood the nature of this blood-red spiritual power. It likes the opposite sex. To be clear, it is a secular jewelry worn by women for a long time, and it is best to be from a monk. The higher the cultivation level, the more blood-red spiritual power it can hold. This flying bird
Silver hairpins are obviously better matched and can hold more red light. Of course, considering the type, maybe a smaller capacity is also a good idea, but you must find a suitable one in terms of type and frequency of use.
balance point.
He carefully put the blessing sachet on his body, ignoring Jiang Chengzi's strange gaze, and slowly injected spiritual power into the new Horcrux. A green light appeared on the ground in front of Jiang Feng, and then two oval pieces were drilled out.
The tender green leaves trembled slightly, as if feeling the aura around them. A green vine quickly emerged from the leaves. The vine was covered with fine hairs, swaying from side to side, looking for a place to cling to.
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Jiang Chengzi understood and moved the wooden table over curiously. The vines quickly climbed up the table legs and grew more leaves. When the entire plant reached three feet, four purple-core yellow flowers gathered together.
, opening in sequence like a trumpet.
What's this?
Jiang Chengzi sniffed curiously, but the flower had no fragrance.
This thing seemed to need to absorb spiritual energy. Jiang Feng noticed the movement of the seedling when it was born. He picked up a first-level spiritual stone and crushed it near the flower. The spiritual energy nearby suddenly became richer.
Sure enough, after the flower stretched a few times, it withered quickly, condensing into four long flat golden melons about the size of a finger. The faint fragrance came from it, making Jiang Chengzi spit.
"This is a wishful pumpkin," Jiang Feng recognized the thing. "It is a kind of spiritual fruit. It is between the first and second levels. It is just difficult to transplant and survive, so few people sell it."
Although the thing looks good, it also means that this Horcrux is basically useless. This "Wishful Gourd" skill should come from the "Four-fingered Wishful Melon" method.
"Master, this is good, I like it." Jiang Chengzi was very interested, "It looks delicious." He also took out a spirit stone, crushed it nearby, and watched the pumpkin slowly grow bigger.
, dancing with joy.
Hi!
Jiang Feng sighed, put away the Fuyou sachet, and put the silver bird hairpin on his head with a bit of disgust. This thing, like gold and jade earrings, requires overcoming a lot of psychological barriers to wear it.
It will get better, I will get used to it. Jiang Feng comforted himself, but he must always be vigilant. This is just to become stronger, not a hobby, not at all.
With the injection of spiritual power, Jiang Feng felt a burning sensation in the palm of his hand.
He casually picked up a Jiangchengzi and placed it next to him to compare it with the spirit fruit of the "Ruyi Pumpkin". The red spirit fruit quickly withered, and the water inside quickly evaporated, becoming light and shriveled.
"Master, are you making preserved fruits? They are fresh and delicious." Jiang Chengzi protected the Ruyi pumpkin. He had never eaten this before and wanted to try it first.
"It seems to be a method to assist in alchemy."
Jiang Feng had a glimmer of understanding. He recalled that the several remnants of the alchemy forms that he had collected before should be obtained from the "Pseudo Earth Fire Spirit Cauldron". This kind of alchemy form was not of high quality, and the corresponding refining techniques were relatively simple, and could only be used to make quick work.
Refining the water in herbs and fruits to speed up the elixir formation, let’s call it the “power of burning fire”.
My luck is not good at all today.
However, condensing the seven-cornered gray crystal can be regarded as completing the main goal. After all, we did not deliberately select the Dharma phase, so we cannot be demanding about the results. For the same Xuan level, as long as the opponent does not deliberately protect or wear armor, the seven-cornered gray crystal
Crystals should have unexpected effects.
Turning around to look at Ye Mo, who was sleeping and breathing steadily, it was time to leave.
After using the "Phase Dividing Technique", the abandoned young man of the family will awaken the Dharma and become a spiritual monk. It must be said that for him, it is an adventure, but it is just a chance meeting.
, it happened that Jiang Feng was eager to find the remaining seven pieces, and this useless young man also happened to have a grudge against the Chixia Sect, so he just catered to Jiang Feng's conditions. : :
Everything is up to you, Jiang Feng thought secretly. He is still willing to cultivate a potential opponent for Zeng Baoxian, but how far this seedling of Ye Mo can grow is no longer within his control. I thought about it.
He thought, Jiang Feng left two second-level spirit stones and took away the fish head magic weapon embedded with the Delusion Crystal. This thing was of no use to him. Instead, the spirit stones might help him start quickly and buy a junk magic weapon.
Self-defense.
"Let's go!"
Jiang Feng saw that Jiang Chengzi had collected the ripe golden melons with great heart, and stood up to leave. However, he suddenly realized that it was often said in the miscellaneous notes, "The passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names." Although he could not leave anything behind, such as in the
Write an inscription on the wall such as "Come here for a visit", or leave a letter pretending to be an expert and advising people to be kind. This may leave hidden dangers in the future, but it only takes away a fish head magic weapon embedded with a delusion-breaking crystal.
How will we recognize each other in the future?
What if you reach it?
This Taoist friend, I was the senior who helped you awaken the Dharma. Shouldn't you thank me a little, help me with a few favors, or find some opportunities to look after the Qianshan Sect. Your mind is wandering, and you wake up after a while.
Come here, it seems like you flew a little far just now.
However, although this was a low-probability event, Jiang Feng had not forgotten that when he first took off the Buddhist statue, his bracelet beeped in warning. No, this good fate must be left with evidence.
Okay, that's it.
Jiang Fengxun made a decision, took out the Silver Spirit Dagger, cut off Ye Mo's black head that was tied together, crumpled it into a ball, wrapped it in a floral cloth bag in the corner, and threw it into the corner of the storage bag.
Let’s look at the Silver Spirit Dagger. It has very good attributes, but it has been covered in dust so much that it can be used to cut heads. It is a magic weapon suitable for ghosts. How can you get ghosts by yourself? Although the spirit puppet is not a living thing, it cannot be considered a ghost.
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"Help you start over from scratch!"
Jiang Feng said softly, put away the Silver Spirit Dagger, carefully closed the door, and exited the empty house.
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Jiang Zhiwen was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt someone patting his face. He turned over and muttered:
"I didn't pee!"
The man didn't stop, and even shook his thin shoulders. He had no choice but to smack his dry lips, lazily and reluctantly opening his eyes, trying to see who it was.
"Eldest Brother?" He saw Jiang Chengzi for the first time and the faintly bright Soul Fire Palace Lantern behind him.
"You are so lazy and not alert at all. What should you do if you encounter a dangerous thief like this?" Jiang Chengzi looked like he was an old man in the world, and repeatedly poked Jiang Zhiwen's forehead to teach him a lesson.
"There is nothing here, just an empty house. Who will come?" Jiang Wenwen said, but he did not dare to sleep because he saw his master Jiang Feng not far away.
"How are you doing with alchemy?" Jiang Feng asked casually.
"I just memorized a few books, and I'm still learning to read and understand medicinal herbs." Jiang Zhiwen put away his laziness and answered seriously.
"Then let me test you, what is this?" Jiang Chengzi interrupted, casually took out a Ruyi pumpkin he just got, and asked half to show off and half to test.
"This seems to be a wishful golden melon." Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhiwen answered the question.
"Okay, that's a good answer. I'll give you one to try." Jiang Chengzi was a little discouraged. He originally thought Jiang Wenwen wouldn't know.
Jiang Feng came here mainly because he wanted to take away his apprentice Jiang Zhiwen. He originally did not want to take him to the canyon ruins, but considering that this was a rare opportunity in a century, although the danger was great, Jiang Zhiwen, like Jiang Chengzi, could
Living on his own arm is somewhat of a guarantee. At the same time, Jiang Zhiwen's ability to limit the use of talismans is also a good supplement to his own abilities.
There is no way to grow without experiencing ups and downs. For the two apprentices with low cultivation level, the trip to the canyon ruins is an excellent opportunity to experience. Mobile version::
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Qianshan Sect, Dayi County, Ningfeng Shop.
Cai Qiuzhen was stacking a pile of freshly made fake goods on the wooden boards inlaid on the wall of the narrow aisle when he suddenly heard someone entering the store.
“Not open yet!”
He said casually that the store was very small and long and narrow, so there was no need to shout to hear clearly.
The sound of walking was getting closer. Cai Qiuzhen could only put down what he was doing and look at the visitor. Even if he was an old customer, he would never make an exception to entertain him during closing time.
"It's you?"
"Junior brother, Master asked me to come and see you."
"Master, are you so kind? This time is another trick played by you and the third senior brother, right?" Cai Qiuzhen subconsciously touched his nose, "I don't want to humiliate myself and be laughed at for not overestimating my own abilities and stealing women from Mr. Chang Ting.
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"This time is real, an opportunity to start over and return to the division."
"how to say?"
"My mistress passed away a few days ago."
"What?!" Cai Qiuzhen suddenly took a step back and was stunned. "Why, why didn't you come over and tell me earlier?" He murmured, "No, I want to go back!"
Cai Qiuzhen suddenly rushed out, not even leaving the store. Only the one who stayed behind stood there blankly for a moment, and then said: "The bad fate is over, Master, finally someone can inherit the inheritance of our lineage."
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It had just rained a little early in the morning, and everything was wet and greasy, but it was also full of freshness.
Jiang Feng met Lu Gouzi and his party at the door of the wine shop who were about to leave.
"I changed my mind."
Lu Gouzi suddenly said, "Continue to be a casual cultivator and maintain Brother Huang Xie's career. After all, he will be free in another twenty years."
"Twenty years is not a short time."
"That's better than starting all over again. Are you still willing to go together? Let's go to Stormrage Canyon."
"Rule or equal division?" Kuang Shucai was more concerned about this.
"Equal share, a true equal share. But I still have to choose first. This is the rule set by the eldest brother."
"What if there is a token?"
Jiang Feng suddenly thought of this topic. After all, this was the original reason why these casual cultivators gathered together. Of course, he now understood that the "Red and Yellow" was established much earlier than this.
"..." Lu Gouzi's eyes became blurred and slightly sluggish, "Actually, we have never thought about this problem. We just thought about how to make money quickly, but we found that when it comes to tokens, many people seem to be willing to
Join us, and it doesn't conflict with wealth."
"Let's go together!" Kuang Shucai gave Jiang Feng a "you know" look, "First think about how to help Brother Lu stand up and get a magic weapon!"
After just one night, Lu Gouzi changed his mind. Jiang Feng had a lot of realizations in his mind. Fortunately, he did not persuade Lu Gouzi to defect to Li Youde yesterday. Otherwise, not only would the persuasion fail, but his identity would also be exposed, which would bring potential risks.
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People's hearts are not static. If you have been a casual cultivator for a long time and have seen a lot of windfalls, it will be difficult to live a peaceful and peaceful life. This incident also made Jiang Feng give up the idea of wanting the members of the gray team to join the Qianshan Sect.
These are two different ways of living, each with its own way of living.
Token?
A small short-term goal can recruit more people with the same goals. This goal may be vague and false, but it is still much better than nothing.
What short-term goals does the Asayama Sect have that can make everyone work together to do something different?
Cave mansion? Inner gate? Second level and above spiritual land? Trial dojo? Monk battle formation? Better mountain protection formation?
Or a Mongolian deacon? A second-level weapon refiner? More salary? Magical weapon rations? Earth-level monks?
Jiang Feng fell into deep thought and unknowingly left Pujiang Town. The path away from the official road was winding and winding. Except that the direction to the east was correct, everything was unknown.
His inspiration struck suddenly.
But I saw the distant and empty southern sky, filled with red clouds, carrying heavy spiritual pressure, floating towards this side, and a brown-feathered goshawk with a wingspan of nearly ten feet, with an old man with a childish face on it, and behind him
A long blue sword was not far ahead, leading the way.