In Lingxiao Palace, these brothers with different surnames also advanced and retreated together, and through their own relationships, several members of the family joined Lingxiao Palace one after another.
Later, during a sect mission, the two of them accidentally entered a treasure place and found a foundation-building pill in a storage bag, as well as a method for refining magical weapons, which included the "Blood Gourd" and a large number of Materials for refining weapons.
There was only one Foundation Establishment Pill, which immediately stumped the brothers with different surnames. After all, no one wanted to give up the opportunity to build a Foundation.
Finally, Qian Dali offered to give up the Foundation-Building Pill to Weng Zhihan as long as Weng Zhihan helped him refine a "blood-transforming gourd".
Weng Zhihan was very grateful when he heard this and helped him make a gift with money. Weng Zhihan originally had a talent for refining weapons. According to the method of refining weapons, he originally only planned to refine a quasi-magical weapon, that is, a top-grade spiritual weapon. Unexpectedly, Weng Zhihan's character exploded and he performed at a super level. A magical weapon was refined. At that moment, Weng Zhihan handed the blood-transforming gourd to Qian Dali.
I thought this was the end of the matter, and both of them got what they needed. Unexpectedly, Qian Dali, who had taken the magic weapon, suddenly turned against him and used the newly obtained magic weapon to deal with him. Weng Zhihan was not prepared and was seriously injured by Qian Dali.
"According to what you said, you were just a Qi Refining Dzogchen monk at that time, and you were able to escape from a sneak attack by a magical weapon?" Lu Xiaotian asked with a frown. He had never seen the power of a magical weapon, but without preparedness, even a single The spiritual weapons used during the Qi refining period are enough to kill people.
"The young hero has a keen eye."
"Call me Lu Xiaotian from now on." Lu Xiaotian shook his head.
"Yes, Mr. Lu." How could Weng Zhihan really call Lu Xiaotian by his first name.
"The little old man made the blood-melting gourd himself. Qian Dali just got the beast, so he thought the refining was successful, but he didn't know that I also made some mistakes during the refining process. In fact, the blood-changing gourd has some flaws. But at that time, all the young man could think about was the Foundation Establishment Pill, and he had some selfish motives. He didn’t explain it at the time. When Qian Dali first obtained the magic weapon, he was unable to exert its full power. In addition, there was a treasure land There seems to be some resistance to the magic tools used in the foundation building stage. After Qian Dali used the blood-melting gourd, he seemed to have triggered the ban on the treasure land and was trapped at that time, so the little old man was able to escape with his life."
There was a look of remorse on Weng Zhihan's face, "It was precisely because of that serious injury and the corrosive effect of the power of the Blood Gourd that the little old man's cultivation level continued to retreat until he fell to the fifth level of Qi Refining."
"The little old man fled back to Lingxiao Palace in panic. Thinking that his strength has greatly improved, and he has received a great gift of money from the Foundation Establishment Pill, he will not let him go, and the treasure land ban cannot trap him. how long."
"The little old man was injured and had no time to take his son and two nephews to escape elsewhere. After some hard thinking, he decided to enter the Heishui Village Mine. The terrain in the mine is complicated, even for foundation-building monks , it is not easy to find the four little old people. I originally thought that after hiding in the mine for a year and a half, Qian Dali would forget about the little old people. Unexpectedly, it was a wrong move after all, and the little old people were forgotten. When Lao'er sent Quanzi out to exchange for some food, Qian Dali turned out to be a foundation-building monk, and used his power to remove Xiao Lao'er and several others from the disciples of Lingxiao Palace. Quanzi was killed by the guards outside when he went out. Since then, the little old man and his two nephews have been trapped in the mine and have never seen the light of day again."
Speaking of this, Weng Zhihan looked remorseful and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"That damn old thief Qian Dali! If I can get out in my lifetime, I will fight for that old guy!" Young Weng Sujie said with hatred on his face.
"The old thief is now a foundation-building monk. Even if he can get out, he must run far away. Otherwise, he will be harmed. But this is no longer possible. The three of us, uncle and nephew, may be trapped forever. I will live my whole life in this mine." Weng Zhihan let out a long sigh, and at the same time glanced at Lu Xiaotian from the corner of his eye, filled with hope.
Lu Xiaotian remained calm and unmoved by what happened to Weng Zhihan. Now Qian Dali only suspected that he had a rare treasure, so he asked Yu Bao to monitor him. It's not about getting rid of him. Once he helps Weng Zhihan get out of trouble and becomes known to Qian Dali, he may be killed soon. The old man Weng Zhihan seems to have this idea, but he will not be such a good man because of his overflowing sympathy. .
"I have seen Qian Dali use a blue treasure gourd that can change its size at will. Is this the blood-transforming gourd you are talking about? What is the weakness of the blood-transforming gourd?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Yes, it is this thing. The power of the blood-transforming gourd comes from the seven drops of evil blood in the gourd. Each drop of evil blood has a miniature blood-devouring formation. The seven drops of evil blood can form the seven evil blood-devouring formations. Formation. It has the effect of sucking the essence and blood of people and monsters. It can also absorb part of the power of monks of the same level for its own use. Therefore, the more people kill and the longer the master practices, the more powerful the blood gourd will be. Now, Old Thief Qian has been cultivating the Blood Gourd for more than ten years. With his ruthless personality, I am afraid that the power of the Blood Gourd is no longer what it used to be. But what he never expected was that when I refined the Blood Gourd, , The understanding of the Seven Evils Blood Devouring Formation is not enough. In fact, when this set of formations was carved on the evil blood, there was a certain negligence in the blood-devouring formations on the last drop. People who do not understand this formation are completely It's useless. But those who know this formation can take advantage of its weaknesses and escape from it. This is how the little old man saved his life."
Weng Zhihan said with fear. Although Lu Xiaotian had no intention of helping the three of them escape from the Heishui Village Mine, he had to make some sacrifices, otherwise he would lose the powerful tree of Inland Xiaotian for some time to come. of protective umbrella. Once again being bullied by a local snake in the mine like Hu Snake, the situation is precarious.
"Tell me the secret of the Seven Evil Blood Devouring Formation, and this bottle of Qi Gathering Pill belongs to you." Lu Xiaotian flicked a small bottle of pill towards Weng Zhihan. Although he could pressure Weng Zhihan into submission, blind pressure was not a good idea. If he wanted the three uncles and nephews to sincerely work for him in the next few years, they must also be induced and benefited.
Weng Zhihan took the pill and took a look, and he was immediately surprised. There was actually a middle-grade Qi Gathering Pill inside. It was perfect to help Weng Sujie break through to the middle stage of Qi refining. Weng Zhihan nodded excitedly and said, "Thank you very much." Mr. Lu will reward you, and I will definitely tell you everything."
Crash, the footsteps of the brigade came from the mine. The mine is deep and narrow, and the slightest sound can be heard far away.
The expressions of Weng Zhihan's uncle and nephew changed, and they consciously retreated behind Lu Xiaotian. Having seen Lu Xiaotian's methods, Weng Zhihan didn't think he could help Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian must bear this difficulty before him. Facing those ferocious miner leaders, the strength of the three of them was really low.
"One-handed Zhangba!"
"Monk Wen!"
"Feng Daoren!"
