The majestic memories surged in, accompanied by the chaotic, bloodthirsty and brutal mental infection. The status of the female statue is not low. Even if part of the spirit body is cut off, it can still resist the spirit of the 7th and early day travel god, but Zhang Yuanqing is different. He majored in the divine power of the sun, and his spiritual body was tougher than that of the sun travel god of the same level. In addition, the power brought by the heart of the phantom god allowed him to barely achieve the level of soul-eating.
While suppressing the chaotic spirit of the invasion, he digested the memory fragments. Soon he figured out the identity of the female sculpture. It was the Yaoguang headmaster who led the Shushan disciples to resist the anti-thief army.
After the death of Headmaster Yaoguang, Shushan disciples built Yaoguang Hall for her, offering incense to her every day. Yaoguang's remnant soul attached to the statue, and was nourished by the incense and gradually revived.
For a long time, she existed silently in the sculpture as the patron saint of the sect, and was worshiped by her disciples.
Of course, ordinary disciples did not know her existence. Only the elders who built the temple for her knew that her remnant soul was attached to the statue, and gave her the sect's most precious immortal-killing flying knife to protect Nanyuan.
Until one day, the black smoke in the main hall spread to Nanyuan. As a Yin spirit, Yao Guang could not resist the pollution of Yin energy and degenerated into a pure resentful spirit to hunt nearby creatures. Moreover, the power of incense and wish can restore the strength of the remaining spirits. And exist in the world.
After gaining new knowledge, Zhang Yuanqing endured the pain in his head and was filled with surprise. If this was the case, what would the ancient monks be afraid of wasting their lifespan.
Uh, no, the soul and body of Xiu Tu who died at the end of his life were extinguished at the same time. Yao Guang died of illness because he was severely damaged by his origin. This is considered a violent death.
The remnant spirit of a high-ranking ruler who died suddenly can linger in the world for a long time, so after gaining the power of incense and wishing, she survived as a household spirit. It might be useful to take notes first.
Zhang Yuanqing continued to read the memory fragments, and the memories passed through his mind. Zhang Yuanqing captured a memory fragment that made his blood boil.
Since the demise of the Han Dynasty, the tradition of cultivators becoming kings and prime ministers has ended. Most of the cultivators dispersed into the rivers and lakes to form sects. The order among the cultivators became chaotic and disorderly. They no longer served the country and the people, but served their own selfish interests. Because of selfishness, the evil method of plundering other people's souls came into being.
In the Tang Dynasty, when the order of the world was stabilized, such magic was listed as taboo. Only those in the evil way were keen on using this method to devour the spiritual essence of others and strengthen themselves.
It is said that this method was created by an alchemist from the Taoist sect. This alchemist was limited by his talent and knew that his cultivation had stagnated in his destiny. In desperation, he suddenly came up with a magic trick.
Since medicinal materials rich in spirituality can be made into miraculous elixirs, why can't the human body do the same? So Haoshou Qiongjing read through Taoist classics, studied for several years, and created the refining method of Sancai Dan.
The so-called three mistakes are to refine the human sword soul and soul public energy into a magical elixir. After taking it, the skill increases dramatically. This alchemist uses this method to dominate the world and is unrivaled.
However, when he was at his peak, he became insane because of the too many soul fragments he devoured, and became a madman. He lost the guidance of his will and controlled the complex and chaotic natural spiritual power in his body, which went out of control, and his body exploded and died.
Zhang Yuanqing was worried that he did not have the secret method of cannibalism, so it was unlikely that he would hunt down Master Chunyang or ask Lao Bangzi for the method.
The former is a rat in the gutter, both a star official and a homeless person. It is too difficult to catch him alive. The latter, who hates evil as much as he hates it, will never allow his disciples to improve their cultivation through such evil magic.
If he found the secret magic heaven to help him in the dungeon, memory fragments kept flashing. Not long after, Zhang Yuanqing saw the feathered clothes of Yaoguang, who had not yet become a stone statue, dancing gracefully, with an old yellow gourd floating in front of him.
The dance is sometimes wild and intense, like a person suffering from epilepsy, sometimes twisting the waist and hips, sleeping gracefully, and sometimes vigorous and powerful, like a martial arts performance.
This is not like a dance created for entertainment, but more like some kind of sacrificial dance in ancient times.
The dance was not long and ended in twenty seconds. The headmaster of Yaoguang, with fluttering feathers, bowed and said.
"Please, baby, turn around." A ray of white light flashed out from the gourd, whizzing away towards the enemy camp at the foot of the mountain, and the scene disappeared.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and pinched his swollen eyebrows. Although he had the ability of the Sun Traveler God and the Void One, he suppressed the negative cost of eating souls.
But he still had mental problems and became irritable, irritable, confused and unable to think calmly.
Seeing that he was awake, Fu Qingyang and others gathered around him, and their eyes fell on Huang Huba. What kind of treasure is this?
Zhang Yuanqing and Chang Chang exhaled and sighed: "Awesome baby, immortal-killing flying knife!"
Immortal-killing flying knife?
Everyone was moved. Apparently they had heard the name of this magic weapon. Xiahou Aotian's titanium alloy dog eyes suddenly shone brightly and said, "Show me."
Excited to strike, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes were sharp, and he placed the short knife across the opponent's neck with a ferocious expression, "Seeking death!"
Xia Hou Aotian was stunned. Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have just come to his senses. The ferocious look on his face disappeared. He quickly put away the knife and shook his head. He said in pain, "Sorry, I'm not in a good mental state. The level of the female ghost statue is too high. There will be problems after eating the spirit body." Already!"
Xiahou Aotian took the opportunity to take away the yellow gourd and said, "Hurry up and find a way to revive the Master of Zhisha Palace. The musicians can calm your restless spirit. Why do you want to eat souls for no reason?"
As he said that, he lowered his head to read the information about the item and saw that it has eyebrows and eyes? How strange is it that the weapon spirit can give birth to eyebrows? I want to analyze how the immortal-killing flying knife is refined. Xia Genghou Aotian held the old yellow gourd and murmured to himself. At the same time, he understood the reason why Yuanshi Tianzun devoured the spirit.
Without mastering the sacrificial dance, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife will be a waste in Zhonggao Pavilion, and the palace owner will definitely die if he stops the killing.
"Stop analyzing it, it's a waste of time." The Moral God Demon Eye King snatched it away and took a breath after reading the item information. "Although this item is not a regular item, its lethality is at least the eighth level peak. Or even the ninth level, Shushan South How could this copy of Yuan have props of this level?"
He and Fu Qingyang were both in the early stages of level eight. In the middle, the peak output of level eight was enough to kill them, and level nine was even more deadly.
The Yaoguang Palace is just the first level and should not have such powerful props.
Fu Zeyang took the item and looked at its attributes and then answered the Demon Eye King's doubts, "Although the strength is high, the attack frequency is not high. It can reduce the number of the team by two or three at most, and the group will not be destroyed. In an A-level dungeon, this strength is reasonable."
He looked at Zhang Yuanqing and asked, "Save the palace master first."
Let us also watch the sacrificial dance, Fu Qingyang added in his heart. Zhang Yuanqing, who was in a poor mental state, did not see the meaningful glances of his teammates. He held the yellow gourd festival in his palm and came to the corpse of the palace owner who was protected by vines. .
Since he was promoted to the God of Day Travel, his spiritual body has already had a photographic memory due to its power, and things he has seen once are imprinted in his mind like a printer.
There is no need to arouse the headache and go back in time. Zhang Yuanqing put down the yellow gourd and opened his arms. His palms facing the sky suddenly began to shake, like a patient having an epileptic seizure. Then he twisted his waist and swung his hips, arms Swinging like a snake, twisting the waist and stiffening, stopping the buttocks, flexing the muscles of the limbs, the dance becomes vigorous and powerful, swinging the arms and turning around like a tiger or a tiger.
Thirty seconds passed quickly, and Zhang Yuanqing stopped without saying the sentence: Please turn around, baby.
A powerful whirlpool was seen at the spout of the yellow gourd, and a faint white light escaped from the broken neck of the killing officer and returned to the gourd.
Bang bang bang!
Princess Yinyao took the lead in applauding, and the Demon Eye King, with his three heads and eight arms, applauded the most intensely and had the most playful expression, with all eight arms applauding at the same time.
Now that there is a picture, Fu Qingyang and Xiahou Aotian silently remove the immortal flying knife from their hearts. The proud Mr. Qian does not allow himself to become a comedian. Xiahou Aotian thinks that the style of the sacrificial dance is not suitable for the protagonist, and uses it rashly, fearing that he will From the protagonist to general.
Playing the role of a funny man and wanting to kill him, Zhang Yuanqing's forehead had veins bulging, and his emotions that had finally calmed down were on the verge of losing control.
Princess Yinyao observed her words, stopped clapping wisely, picked up the head of the Killing Palace Master and connected it to the broken part. After the seal was released, the bloody neck's flesh and blood squirmed, and the blood vessels stretched and connected quickly. Within ten seconds, the Killing Palace Master opened his eyes, His eyes were confused, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
"What happened?" She looked at Zhang Yuanqing. The cold nephew picked up the yellow gourd and walked towards the ruins with black smoke.
By the time Zhang Yuanqing finished the two sacrificial dances, retrieved the soul fragments sealed in the inferi, and the Master of the Killing Palace, Princess Yinyao's confession center had learned about his loss of head.
Because Zhang Yuanqing's condition was extremely poor, the team retreated outside the mountain gate to rest!
Xiahou Aotian studied the yellow gourd eagerly, put on his monocle, summoned the three flavors of real fire and some technological machines to analyze the material composition and spiritual power types of the immortal-killing flying knife.
Zhang Yuanqing lay on Zhi Sha Guan Sheng's cross-legged legs, listened to her gently humming the cradle, and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, it was already two hours later. The sun was high in the middle and the time was eleven o'clock. In addition to his mood, he was also a bit erratic and irritable. The illusion of intense and uncontrollable consciousness made him unable to think calmly. status has disappeared.
As an illusionist, he can easily resolve the remaining problems.
However, the backlog of problems deep in the mind needs time to be cleared away bit by bit, which is the price that Soul Devourer must pay.
"I'm almost done." Zhang Yuanqing yawned, "Let's continue!!"
Fu Qingyang and others naturally had no objection, but Xiahou Aotian was so obsessed with it that he didn't hear anything happening outside the window.
Zhang Yuanqing kicked him: "What did you research?"
Xiahou Xing Aotian frowned, "After my research, I found that it is indeed from the Cucurbitaceae family and not refined into the shape of a gourd. What's strange is that it is obviously a gourd but it contains abundant metal spiritual power, so it is invulnerable to water and fire."
"The metal spiritual power inside the gourd is even more exaggerated, so that glimmer of light was born. It feels like, well~ Just like the gourd vine relies on the metal spiritual power to feed it and bloom and bear fruit, but as a refiner, you must first master The properties of materials and spiritual power are in conflict with each other, and props must be refined according to the characteristics of the materials. The Five Elements Metal overcomes wood, and wood will die if it touches gold. Therefore, it is impossible for gourd vines to be fed by metal spiritual power."
"Here..." He pointed to the yellow gourd spread hand, "This thing is a bit subversive of my understanding."
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the yellow gourd with his hand and said, "If you can't think of it, stop thinking about it and keep pushing the dungeon."
Everyone entered the mountain gate and passed through the area where the Yaoguang Hall was located, and stopped in front of the steps leading to the second floor. Looking around, on both sides of the central square, there was a golden-domed hall on the left, and on the right were attics and houses in a south garden pattern. The trapezoidal building has three floors.
Compared with Yaoguang Hall, there are large buildings on the second floor that are probably the living areas of the disciples. As usual, Xiahou Aotian took out the drone and climbed the steps to enter the second floor.
Everyone's eyes were chasing the drone, and the moment they saw it flying over the steps, it seemed to have passed through an invisible film and disappeared.
The next second, Xiahou Aotian took off the nerve connection cable and frowned, "The drone has lost contact. I can't see any pictures."
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the clear weather, full of weeds and a decaying atmosphere. The drone on the second floor clearly flew over, but the scene in front of him could not be seen in his field of vision.
It was like a phantom and unreal second-level Fu Qingyang's eyes were filled with white light, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring ahead. It was an illusion!
Fu Qingyang withdrew his gaze and said: "This area is shrouded in illusion. I can't see through it and you can't see through it? The Demon Eye King frowned."
Zhang Yuanqing said, "Illusion is second. The main thing is black smoke. Black smoke has the power of concealment, so it cannot be seen through. Just like we touched the statue and gourd in Yaoguang Temple before but did not read the item information because the information was concealed." Already."
He looked at his teammates and said, "Illusion is my specialty, let me find out."
Among the leaders of Fu Qingyang and others, he summoned an Inferi, and controlled him to climb up the steps and pass through the invisible film ridge to disappear from everyone's sight.
