All you can see are crystal clear spiritual stones, shining with an intoxicating luster, extending all the way to the depths of the corridor.
There is really a spiritual vein here! Although it is only the first-order low-grade! But judging from these natural traces, it is obviously undeveloped. I don’t know how many years this spiritual vein has been born, and how many first-order spiritual stones it has produced.
Mo Wen did not hesitate and immediately started to collect it. Lingshi is a magical natural creation that can only be bred in the spiritual veins, and the size of the bred ones has a fixed size, nine minutes long, six minutes wide and three minutes thick, no more, no less.
No matter how big or small, what level of spiritual veins breeds what kind of quality spiritual stones. The spiritual stones here are all first-level spiritual stones, inlaid on the walls of the corridor.
This first-order spiritual vein is not big, only about thirty feet long, which is considered extremely delicate. However, the rich spiritual source forms a dense spiritual mist flowing in the corridor. If you practice here, you can catch up with the outside world in one day.
Ten days or even a hundred days of work! However, the spiritual source cannot be moved at will, because it is a method of killing the goose to lay the eggs. When the source of the spiritual veins is consumed by one point, the spiritual veins will also be weakened. When all the spiritual sources are exhausted, the spiritual veins will also be weakened.
It no longer exists.
However, even so, a total of 5,300 spiritual stones have been collected in this spiritual vein, of which the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth each account for 20%. This wealth is comparable to that of a sword-gang perfection spiritual sword master.
A lifelong treasure, you must know that Wang Wei, the elder of the inner sect of the Spiritual Desire Sword Sect, only has hundreds of first-level spiritual stones and more than twenty second-level spiritual stones in his sword bag.
"Don't ask, I need this spiritual vein." Lan's figure emerged.
"What?" Mo Wen didn't understand for a moment.
"I want to incorporate this spiritual vein into the sword diagram." Lan explained: "This spiritual source has a great effect on our spiritual body and can help me truly transform."
Mo Wen nodded: "Okay, but you have to wait until my retreat ends."
Lan turned into a spiritual light and retracted the sword diagram: "I understand, I will collect it when I leave."
Climbing out of the spiritual veins, the Thunder Winged Gold Swallowing Beast looked at him eagerly. Spiritual veins are also extremely important to monsters, especially spiritual sources. Swallowing them can help them evolve. Before, it didn't know that it was sitting on a treasure mountain.
, the limitation of monster beasts is here. Although they also have spiritual awareness and demon consciousness, it is much worse than that of humans. Moreover, they have more instinct than judgment. They cannot make logical reasoning like humans. This is something that only fourth-level monsters can possess.
It is as intelligent as a human being. Therefore, this thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast only found out that the spiritual energy here is rich, so it built a nest here. It will not take the initiative to think about why the spiritual energy here is so rich.
"Go and hunt down a prey and come back." Mo Wen ignored the expectations of the thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast.
The thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast immediately withered and walked out of the cave with its head raised.
Mo Wen stayed in this cave for a month, and his daily meals were naturally provided by the thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast. No, it should be called Da Hui now. This was a name Mo Wen randomly named for convenience, ignoring Da Hui.
Resentment.
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Peng! A ball of silver-white flame rose in Mo Wen's palm. After a month of hard work, he finally used his life force to imitate the water flame of Shui Yan Alchemy Technique. The principle of Shui Yan is actually very simple, that is, using water to move sword energy.
Spirits collide and rub against each other to create flames. Of course, it is not just friction. It requires certain rules and a few subtle controls. Otherwise, it will be out of control at best, or it will be self-immolation by playing with fire. If there is no perfect method of igniting fire like Shui Yan Alchemy Technique,
It’s a technique that I don’t even dare to try if I ask.
He grabbed a piece of thousand-year-old black iron from the sword pouch and gently threw it into the silver fire ball. Silently, the fist-sized piece of thousand-year black iron began to soften from the inside and became completely liquid after a few breaths.
"It's a very good flame. It doesn't have violent high temperatures, but it disintegrates the structure of the material spirit from the inside. It also doesn't consume much life force. In addition to a certain amount of life force required to trigger the flame, without interference, the flame can almost
Keep burning until the souls lose their restraint and stop colliding, and the flame will go out."
"I don't know if this flame has any effect on the spirit sword master's sword energy. If it does, it will be the same method against the enemy."
With a thought, Yin Yan lost the restraint of his mind, and the fierce collision of life energy spirits gradually stopped, and finally returned to a ball of silver spirit mist. Mo Wen opened his mouth and inhaled, and this pure life force spirit was re-inhaled into his body.
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After doing this, Mo Wen thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand, and two second-level low-grade sword puppets appeared in the cave.
This was the first time that Mo Wen took a serious look at the two sword puppets. Both sword puppets looked like men around thirty years old. Mo Wen had read from a jade slip that there was a process for refining the sword puppets.
The process is to activate all the potential of the sword puppet. The sword puppet will rejuvenate and rejuvenate overnight, but its life will also come to an end and turn from life to death, which can be described as extremely vicious. And the power of all the potential explosion is blessed on the sword puppet,
Let his body be as strong as a diamond and turn into a real combat weapon.
The expressions of the two sword puppets were stiff, their eyes were gray, and there was no life in their bodies. Only the thick aura of death was contained within them. There were no sword pouches on their waists, and each held an unsheathed sword in their hands, which was not a spiritual sword. Don't ask.
After taking a look, I found that the quality of both swords was at the second-level low-grade. If the sword spirit is given to it, it will immediately become a second-order low-grade spiritual sword.
Without the idea of using two swords, Mo Wen continued to explore the bodies of the two sword puppets. Now that his Yuanling was sealed, he could not use his spiritual consciousness. He could only rely on his spiritual sense. He felt two emotions from each of the two sword puppets.
There were powerful sword energy fluctuations, one with metallic properties and the other with earth properties. In addition, Mo Wen also sensed a faint soul fluctuation.
"Soul fluctuations? Could it be that after being refined into a sword puppet, there was no real death?"
Then Mo Wen shook his head. The life source of the two sword puppets was completely exhausted, and their bodies could be said to be completely dead. This reminded him of some ghost legends he heard when he was a child. The sword puppets were in similar condition to zombies, with their bodies dead.
The souls do not want to be reincarnated in the body. Of course, the souls of these two sword puppets will not be like this. They are probably detained in the body using secret methods. Maybe the opportunity to master the sword puppets lies in the fluctuation of the souls.
After thinking about it, Mo Wen used the blood as a guide to outline the incomplete soul restraint on the forehead of one of the sword puppets.
As the soul imprisonment was formed, the sword puppet's body trembled, and a black bead shot out from the center of the sword puppet's eyebrows.
Mo Wen grabbed it with his hand and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look. The black bead was about the size of a thumb, with rich black energy flowing inside, faintly forming a human face, while the surface of the black bead was imprinted with mysterious forbidden lines.
"Soul confinement?"
Mo Wen's eyes flashed, and he realized that the forbidden patterns on the black bead were very similar to the soul forbidden patterns. Some of them were even exactly the same, so they probably came from the same source.
Mo Wen took a deep breath and started to deduce directly. The two souls in his mind kept decomposing and combining, and finally gradually merged...
Seven days later, Mo Wen exhaled a breath of turbid air, and he finally fused the two soul restraints together. They indeed came from the same source. After the fusion, the soul restraints were much more complete, and were already close to the second-level low-grade level, but they were still
Terribly incomplete.
Holding the black bead in front of your eyes, Mo Wen made empty strokes with his fingers. The life energy sprayed out from his fingertips, outlining mysterious silver forbidden lines, and finally formed a pattern to wrap the black bead.
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The original forbidden pattern was completely destroyed and covered by the new forbidden pattern. Silver light flashed on the surface of the black bead, and a sharp roar seemed to be heard within it before it fell silent again.
With a flick of his finger, the black bead covered with silver patterns was driven into the forehead of the original sword puppet by Mo Wen, and a connection was established between the two.
Then Mo Wen followed the same example and imprisoned the black beads in another sword puppet, engraved a new soul ban on it, and then inserted it again.
"Blue, unlock their restrictions."
A series of faint blue electric arcs sprang out from the bodies of the two sword puppets and retracted into the geomagnetic Chongyuan Sword Diagram.
Mo Wen stood up and walked out of the cave. As he was distracted, two sword puppets followed him, but their movements were very stiff.
"roar!"
Over the canyon, Big Hui was chasing a first-level lower-level demon bird. It was having a great time. When it saw Mo Wen coming out, it quickly abandoned its prey and flew over. However, it soon discovered two strange men standing behind Mo Wen.
The figure felt an extremely dangerous aura from these two figures, and immediately stopped in mid-air, fearfully growling at the two sword puppets.
Mo Wen's heart moved and he issued an order to the sword puppet who was practicing earth sword energy.
The gray eyes of the earth-walking sword puppet suddenly turned black, as if it had regained its vitality. The dark pupils stared at Da Hui and slashed out with the sword.
A khaki sword light burst out and slashed towards Da Hui. The sword light was filled with traces of gray energy. It was the death evil spirit. With the blessing of this death evil spirit, the sword light did not turn out at all.
Not weaker than an ordinary strike from an early stage Spirit Sword Master of Jian Gang!
The hair all over the General Assembly's body exploded, and with a roar, its wings shook violently. The golden aura in the surrounding air was driven by its wings, quickly attracted to it, and rotated around its body to form a tornado barrier.
The next moment, the sword light was already standing on top of the tornado.
boom!
The tornado composed of Jin Xing's spiritual energy completely disintegrated in an instant. Da Hui howled in pain and was knocked off the dust by the sword light. He hit the cliff on one side of the canyon with a bang, and his body was embedded several feet deep.
"roar!"
Big Hui roared and flew out from the cliff, glaring red fierce eyes at the earth sword puppet next to Mo Wen. The monster's thick skin and thick flesh have amazing defensive capabilities, especially the thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast.
It is a strange beast with the blood of a demon beast. It is not easy for the Earth Sword Puppet to break through its defense. Therefore, Da Hui was not injured at this moment, but the pain is unavoidable. The sword almost split it into pieces.
fall apart.
Mo Wen glanced over, and the big gray that rushed towards him withdrew immediately, and fell on the platform outside the lair, rubbing Mo Wen's body flatteringly, but his eyes were always fixed on the earth sword puppet, as if he was thinking about it.
How to say it.
Mo Wen stretched out his hand and waved, and the two sword puppets disappeared without a trace. Da Hui was stunned for a moment, and then showed an angry expression, as if to tell you that you can run fast.
"Lan, collect your spiritual veins, it's time for us to leave."
The sword diagram flew out, automatically unfolded over the canyon, and a beam of magnetic light shot out and sank into the depths of the cave.
After a while, the depths of the canyon began to tremble violently, as if an earthquake had occurred. A look of fear appeared in Big Gray's eyes, and he half-crouched on the ground, staring closely at the magnetic light.
Boom!
A crack opened directly in the rock wall, and the magnetic light dragged a 30-foot-long mist out. The mist seemed to have spirituality and kept struggling, but how could it break free? The magnetic light flew out quickly.
into the sword diagram.
The sword diagram was retracted, turned into a scroll again, and fell back into Mo Wen's hand.
Mo Wen was about to put the sword diagram on his back again when a big furry head poked over and looked at him pitifully.
"Blue, can you give it some?"
The magnetic light flashed, and a spiritual source was spit out from the scroll, which was about one foot long.
Da Hui howled excitedly, and a hungry tiger pounced on the spiritual source under him. He sucked it in with a big mouth, like a long whale sucking water, and all the ten-foot-long spiritual source entered Da Hui's belly.
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Da Hui squinted his eyes and shook his head, like a drunkard who had just drank a jar of wine and burped faintly.
Mo Wen's spiritual sense was keenly aware that drastic changes were taking place in Da Hui's body, and part of the demonic energy in his body rapidly transformed and became more pure.
Sit on Big Gray's back, look for the direction and rush straight into the sky.
After flying for about a hundred miles, a thick dark cloud suddenly appeared in the distant sky. Electric light flashed in the dark cloud, and heavy rain sprayed from the cloud.
Mo Wen's heart moved slightly, and he was about to ask Da Hui to lower his height to avoid the thunder and lightning. However, Da Hui seemed to have taken stimulants, and as if he had seen the beautiful female thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast, he let out a long howl and rushed towards the dark clouds.
passed.
Mo Wen's face changed slightly. The thunder and lightning in nature are no better than the Heavenly Tribulation. The thunder in the Heavenly Tribulation is targeted. Although its power is strong, there is always a limit. However, this nature's thunder and lightning has no limit. It only knows how to unleash its own violence.
, the first bolt of lightning may not even be able to kill a tree, but the next moment, the lightning may have the power to split mountains and crack the ground! Therefore, when encountering rainy days like this, the spirit sword master must either land and walk, or lower the flight altitude and fly at a low altitude.
.I don’t know what kind of medicine this big gray took. Normally, when a monster encounters a thunderstorm like this, it’s too late to hide, but it rushes over happily. Is it too late?
When he was about to forcefully order Big Hui to stop, Mo Wen suddenly saw the huge three-foot-long silver horn on top of his head. He swallowed the command again and watched the big Hui rush towards the dark clouds without saying a word.
As soon as her back was loosened, Lan automatically escaped. She was a spirit body and was washed away by the sky thunder. Unless she reached the fourth level, she could try the sky thunder body refining and transform the spirit body into pure yang.
Da Hui was very fast and could fly hundreds of meters in one breath. In less than a quarter of an hour, Da Hui carried Mo Wen into the thunderstorm range. To Mo Wen's relief, Da Hui didn't really rush in.
Instead of dark clouds, they flew below the clouds.
A layer of white light shines from Big Gray's body, completely blocking out the rain. Then Big Gray's wings vibrate slightly, releasing a strange wave. Then the top of his head lights up, and a tiny electric snake pokes out from the clouds, booming.
Falling on the big gray wings.
With a dense crackling sound, the electric snake shattered into countless smaller electric snakes that flowed on the broad wings. Finally, they were completely crushed by the wings and restored to the purest thunder spirit. The single horn on the top of Big Gray's head emitted
With a force of swallowing, part of the Thunder Sha was attracted, while a large part was dissipated in the void.
"Thunder-Winged Gold-Swallowing Beast, this is what Thunder Wings are like." Mo Wen thought thoughtfully and suddenly patted Da Hui's back: "Help me lead him as well."
Da Hui nodded his head, his wings trembled violently, and two electric snakes were drawn down from the dark clouds. One landed on Da Hui's thunder wings, and the other landed on Mo Wen.
The lightning flashed, and Mo Wenzhen was instantly enveloped by the electric snake, but he closed his eyes, as if enjoying the baptism of this thunder.
The thunder and lightning caused by the big ash was at the perfection level of the sword veins, and Mo Wen could completely withstand it, so he had the idea of refining his body with the thunder from the sky.
Carefully sensing the anger of nature, the violent thunder spirit contains the power of destruction, but it seems... there is something brewing in it!
Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes and looked above the thunderous clouds above his head. There were thunder and lightning that could destroy everything everywhere, but a huge and pure vitality was brewing in the ultimate destruction.
"In the secular world, thunderstorms in spring represent the rebirth of all things. It turns out that this is what it is."
Mo Wen had a glimmer of understanding in his heart. He felt that after the baptism of thunder just now, his life source had become stronger and stronger. Although it was only a small amount, at least it had grown stronger.
"It seems that conquering Big Gray is an extremely correct decision."
Mo Wen sighed and kept letting the big ash cause thunder to fall from the sky.
One after another, the sky thunder struck at one person and one beast. If any spirit sword master passed by this place, he would be scared to death.
The thunderstorm didn't last long, and the clouds cleared and the rain dispersed after about two hours. Big Hui stopped refining thunder an hour ago, because its horn had been filled with Gengjin Thunder Sha, and it was just a simple thunderstorm.
In order to draw thunder to Mo Wen, in two hours, Mo Wen was struck by three hundred thunders! Because the sword body has reached a bottleneck, it is just more refined than before, without much change, and the life source has increased.
But it was extremely obvious. In just these two hours of baptism, Mo Wen felt that his life source potential had increased by half a year! In other words, Mo Wen's life span had increased by half a year out of thin air!
Although half a year is only a short period of time, things like lifespan are destined. For example, a sword master in the sword vein stage has a lifespan of two hundred. If he does not break through the sword gang after two years, his life span will be over.
When you die, there is nothing left to say. Although there are elixirs and even magic spells that can increase longevity in the world, they are extremely rare. Therefore, no spirit sword master will have too many. Only when you live longer can you have the opportunity to reach a higher level.
Obtaining a longer lifespan, that illusory immortality and living as long as heaven and earth is the ultimate goal pursued by every spirit sword master.
Huh! After exhaling, Mo Wen clenched his right fist tightly, Zhao Guo, Heart Sword Sect, waiting for me...
When approaching Yi Shi, Mo Wen took out a large cloak and put it on himself, completely covering his face and broken arm, and then flew over with the big gray.dd