But before these people could speak, a monk with a masked face said in a hoarse voice: "There are no ghost magic weapons, but there are about ten feet of blood evil. Do you need it, fellow Taoist?"
Ning Tao was overjoyed when he heard this, but he still pondered and said, "Okay."
"Well."
After saying that, he took out a black jar-shaped magic weapon and handed it to Ning Tao out of thin air. He then took several bottles of elixirs and opened them one by one to check the quality.
Ning Tao put his spiritual thoughts into the jar, and saw a blood-red smoke-like liquid tumbling in the jar, but it felt a little stinging when he put his spiritual thoughts into it.
Ning Tao, who had the Blood Soul Banner in his hand, found that the quality of the blood evil energy was purer than the blood-black evil energy in the main blood soul banner, so he nodded to the monk, indicating that he agreed to the transaction, and then put the black jar into storage. bag.
Upon seeing this, the monk opposite also flicked his sleeves and took away all the pill bottles on the table.
Next, a dozen monks took out some items to exchange for the cultivation resources they needed, but they only succeeded in two or three transactions.
During this period, Ning Tao also discovered that most of what these people wanted to exchange were some pills and materials needed for cultivation.
After the transaction was over, they left the place and returned to the sect's headquarters. On the way, Ning Tao informed Senior Brother Yang of his doubts.
Senior Brother Yang said: "Most of the people who come here to trade are some casual cultivators or foundation-building cultivators from small sects and small families. Pills and some rare materials are the most lacking things for them, so they mainly focus on Come up with the elixir and materials for refining the magic weapon."
"And some of the unnecessary materials they obtained were sold to the store, and they were not given too high a price. Then they bought the items they needed in the store, which was equivalent to being ripped off twice.
"Just like the elixirs we refine are sold to some elixir shops. That's why this kind of black market secret shop appears to provide them with a place to exchange for items they are satisfied with."
Ning Tao thought for a moment after hearing this, and asked where the blood evil he got came from and why it was so exquisite.
Senior Brother Yang asked the question and replied: "There are spirit gathering arrays for gathering spiritual energy. There are also corresponding formations for gathering blood evil spirits, ghosts, demonic energy, etc. The blood evil array you set up with the set of blood soul flags has a similar formation." Function."
"I think the blood evil spirit exchanged for you should be the blood evil spirit collected during the mortal war. Otherwise, it would not be so pure. Many casual cultivators and foundation-building monks will serve as national teachers, worshipers, etc. in the mortal kingdom. Yes, take advantage of the war among mortals to set up evil gathering formations in advance, gather the evil spirits generated during the battle, and trade them."
After listening to this, Ning Tao was thoughtful and didn't know what he was thinking. At this time, Senior Brother Yang said again: "Don't think about this kind of thing. It is too dangerous. Although it is just a mortal war, the military evil spirit generated will be Seriously affecting the monks, the evil energy generated by the mortal war at the level of 100,000 people will make the monks in the foundation-building stage unable to move with their true energy, just like mortals."
"However, as a body-training monk, although you are not affected by this, this kind of military evil spirit will not only suppress your cultivation, but also affect your soul. If the evil spirit enters the soul, it will still affect your future practice."
"Things like collecting evil spirits are usually arranged in advance and then handed over to their disciples in the Qi training period for specific operations. These foundation-building monks generally will not do it themselves."
Ning Tao asked and nodded thoughtfully...
After participating in the trade fair of the Black Market Secret Code, Ning Tao returned to his small courtyard, fully activating the restrictions in the entire courtyard, and completely sealed the training room.
Then Ning Tao sat alone on the futon in the training room and studied the jade slips containing the Blood Soul Flags several times. When he was confident enough, he took out all twelve flags from the storage bag and placed them on the ground in front of him. Lay out one by one.
Later, he took out the black jar of magic weapon containing the Blood Demon that was exchanged from the black market secret shop. With a pinch of the magic weapon in his hand, a ball of Blood Demon about ten feet long penetrated into a Blood Soul Son banner on the ground.
I saw the palm-sized blood soul flags originally lying on the ground flying flutteringly into the air, flashing with a strange red light, and then turned into normal sizes and floated automatically in the room without wind.
As the restrictions in Ning Tao's hand moved, the red light became less and less obvious as the restrictions hit the Blood Soul Banner. After a few hours, the strange things on the Blood Soul Banner appeared. The red light gradually disappeared.
At this time, the flag was even more red than before. The blood soul flag without support returned to the size of a palm, and fell to the ground of the secret room with a snap, making a crisp sound.
Ning Tao dropped the Blood Soul Banner on the ground with one move, and the small banner flew into Ning Tao's hands. His spiritual sense penetrated into it, and he sensed a blood-black cloud about two feet in size wrapped in a miniature version of the banner. The ghost of the One-Horned Ghost King is sitting cross-legged among them.
As the ghost mist practiced, the blood-black mist around it was like breathing, breathing in and out regularly around the ghost. Ning Tao discovered that as the ghost practiced, the red-black blood mist around the ghost would decrease slightly.
Ning Tao nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, then put the small banner into the storage bag, took out two middle-grade spiritual stones from the storage bag and held them in his hands, sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath, and restored his mana.
Ning Tao, who had recovered all his magic power, had a bitter look on his face. He made a sacrifice to a blood soul banner, which consumed seven or eight hundred and seventy-eight percent of the true essence in his body. After recovering his magic power, the true essence liquid in his body returned. An increase of half a point.
According to the current progress, after all the banners have been sacrificed, nearly 60% of the true essence will be converted into liquid. Adding in the 10% that has been converted some time ago, after the remaining blood soul banners have been sacrificed, I will have 70% of the true essence. It turns into liquid form.
Although the effect of Turtle Breath Jue can suppress nearly 70% of one's cultivation level, in his current state, as long as he fights with magic, he may need to break through the foundation building at any time.
After sitting on the futon and thinking for a moment, Ning Tao opened the restrictions on the training room, drove the flying sword out of the small courtyard, and came to his master's temporary cave...
The sunshine at the beginning of autumn has not yet shaken off the scorching heat, but Tianxing City, located halfway up Tianxing Peak, is a little cooler than the vast plains.
Ning Tao, who was sitting in the stands, watched the 300 arena below, gradually competing for their respective winners, but he felt a bit calm in his heart. He was supposed to participate in the battle, but under the arrangement of his master, he became a spectator.
But that's okay. My sister, who has been separated from me since birth, was a little shy when she first met me because she hadn't seen him for a long time. After getting familiar with me, she was like a clingy little goblin who refused to leave her for a day. And I just took advantage of this time to spend more time with her.
He looked up at another tall stand and saw Ning Feng standing behind a handsome young man. Then he looked down at the little guy sleeping in his arms, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
I gently scraped the tip of the little guy's nose with my finger. The pink-carved little guy in his arms, wearing a white gauze skirt, hummed, changed his position and continued to fall asleep holding Ning Tao. Ning Tao smiled slightly and continued. Look at the scene below...
Recalling what happened before, when I felt that Zifan, who was refining the complete set of Blood Soul Banners, would be unable to continue to suppress his own cultivation, he went to his master to find a solution.
In the cave of his master Dan Chenzi, his master Dan Chenzi told Ning Tao that he did not need to participate in the Shuzhou martial arts competition later.
After receiving the answer, Ning Tao returned to his small courtyard. After refining all the blood soul banners, he returned to his master Dan Chenzi and asked him to help him place a restriction in his body that suppressed his cultivation. To prevent the infuriating qi from rioting and having to make a breakthrough in the foundation-building realm.
Dan Chenzi took this opportunity to give Ning Tao a mission alone, and also handed over a very detailed map of the secret realm of the Ancient Demon Sect.
As the Shuzhou Taoism Forum approaches, disciples from the Taiyi Sword Sect and the Shuiling Sect arrive here along with the ancestors and elders of their respective sects.
After Ning Tao solved his own cultivation problem and arranged everything properly, he went to Taiyi Sword Sect alone to meet with his brother again.
After joining the Taiyi Sword Sect, he met his younger brother. At this time, his younger brother Ning Feng had grown into a handsome young man. Compared to Ning Tao, Ning Feng inherited more of his mother's genes, and his appearance was more handsome than Ning Tao. hansome.
At Taiyi Sword Sect's station, Ning Tao discovered that among the young disciples of Taiyi Sword Sect, many of the few young female swordsmen seemed to have some thoughts about their younger brother, and there was something different in their eyebrows. Feelings.
Here, Ning Tao also saw the legendary Li Ruoxue, who possessed the Sword Heart of Tonghui. This twelve-year-old girl was following behind her younger brother. The two seemed to be quite familiar with each other.
After seeing him, he was quite enthusiastic, changing the rumors that Ning Tao heard about Li Ruoxue's coldness.
But Ning Tao said that after seeing him, he almost didn't recognize him with his stern look.
Seeing himself, he said with a sigh of relief: "The waves are committing crimes at the end of the sea, and I am the peak at the top of the mountain. Big brother, long time no see."
Seeing his brother like this, the corners of Ning Tao's mouth twitched unconsciously. Li Ruoxue, who was looking aside, covered her mouth and smiled sweetly.
Ning Tao couldn't stand his brother's appearance and slapped him on the head. Ning Feng said it hurt, and then the two of them chased and fought like they did when they were children...
After that, he took his younger brother with him to Shuiling Sect to visit his sister.
On the way, Ning Tao couldn't resist Ning Feng's request, so he cooperated with him in a demonstration. The two of them used flying swords to fly in a spiral shape, and sang loudly: "The waves will reach the shore at the end of the sea." Ning Feng also shouted loudly. Sings: "I am the peak at the top of the mountain."
This look happened to be seen by a passing monk, which made Ning Tao blush.
However, Ning Tao thought about it after going back in the evening and felt that it was a little bit interesting...
Two years ago, Ning Tao couldn't bear the longing for his relatives, so he abandoned the advice of his senior brother Zhang Wuji and followed his elders to the Taiyi Sword Sect to meet his younger brother.
Then he and his brother visited his sister again. Unexpectedly, the three or four-year-old sister remembered it in her mind. Her biggest wish in the Shuiling Sect was to see her two brothers.
Now that Xiao Wuyou saw his two brothers coming to see him again, he was extremely happy. He immediately put on the green silk armor given to him by Ning Tao, and took a rare top-level ice attribute flying weapon given to him by Ning Feng. He kept playing with the sword and kept pestering his two brothers.
However, the little guy seems to like his eldest brother Ning Tao more than his second brother. No, he has been hanging around him these past few days. Today, when he got tired from watching the monks fight, he lay in Ning Tao's arms and fell asleep.
Next to Ning Tao, there was a young and beautiful girl monk named Shui Yue. She was a Foundation Establishment Realm monk who was arranged by Shui Ling Sect's Nascent Soul Ancestor Bingpo Fairy to take care of her younger sister.
But what Ning Tao didn't notice was that the girl named Shui Yue had a different kind of smile in her eyes when she saw him teasing Xiao Wuyou.
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