Chapter 410: Magic Horn Powder
At this moment, he was in an extremely embarrassed state, with his right palm black and swollen. If he hadn't used "Wandering Dragon Tai Chi Wind" to defend himself at the last moment, directing the strong force on his fist to the veins in his limbs, his right hand would have been completely disabled.
When the dust dispersed, he looked at the Rock-armored Horned Demon Dragon, lying motionless in the pit, with a large amount of gravel covering his ivory skin. Yi Xifeng sighed: "This Horned Demon Dragon is so trouble-free. He smashed it himself after death." It’s a pit, but the whole thing is buried in the ground, not bad, not bad!”
With the danger gone, Yi Xifeng slowly walked in front of the pit holding his right arm, looking down at the horned demon dragon with blood still coming from his right eye. Under Yi Xifeng's deliberate guidance in the later stage, Ye Jian Hanxing, from the very beginning, It took a lot of effort to absorb the vitality and swallow the inner energy as the next best thing.
Thinking back to the beginning, after Ye Jian Hanxing devoured the demon sect's Blood Sacrifice Soul Shrine, his violence continued. The sword spirit was often unable to suppress it, and even took pleasure in devouring the life force of others in the Mountains of Two Realms.
Although Yi Xifeng has come across time and again, he has seen a lot of killings, large and small. From the moment he felt nauseated when he saw the corpses at the beginning, to now, he has lost his life with a palm or a punch in the enemy camp.
He was used to fighting and killing, but due to the influence of modern thinking, he did not like blind and cruel killing. Ye Jian Hanxing was so violent that it once gave him a headache.
The simple sword spirit seemed to be very narcissistic and frivolous, and Yi Xifeng half-coaxed and half-browed him, and finally let Hanxing Sword devour the inner energy first. Unless it was necessary at the critical moment of life and death, it would not easily devour the vitality.
Regardless of whether it is physical or qi refining, there will be inner strength, so Sword Spirit readily agreed.
Yi Xifeng remembered that it was useless to persuade the sword spirit with all his earnest words. The other party would simply reply "no" or ignore him, leaving Yi Xifeng's mouth dry as he spoke.
Later, by chance, when fighting against Jin Zaomu in Liangjie Mountain, there was a burst of black flames. At that time, the sword spirit's intelligence was already that of a four or five-year-old child, but the communication was still intermittent. At this time, it suddenly broke out One sentence: "Handsome!"
Um? Yi Xifeng was a little stunned when he heard such a sentence in his consciousness. At first, he thought that the sword spirit was praising him, but later he discovered that whenever the black flame broke out, the sword spirit would say such a sentence very happily.
Was he actually praising himself? !
After discovering that the sword spirit would also appreciate himself, encourage himself, and praise himself, Yi Xifeng found a strategy...
While he was "breaking through" with people in Liangjie Mountain, he was also coaxing the sword spirit in his consciousness while exploring.
"You see, as time goes by, your fusion of the soul niche becomes more and more powerful! Given time, you will be able to completely fuse him!"
"Hmph!" Sword Spirit hummed. He was mentally connected to Sword Spirit, so he could feel Sword Spirit's excitement!
Children need to be coaxed!
Yi Xifeng laughed and continued: "When you completely fuse with him, won't this black flame soar into the sky, and you will be so handsome~"
The sword spirit said nothing, and Yi Xifeng knew that he was imagining this scene at this time.
Then he said seductively: "Look, we have the ability to devour now. When you come up, you will make a big wave and devour the opponent's life force in two or three strokes. The person will burp before he can even react."
"No way...?" Sword Spirit asked in confusion.
"Okay! Of course it's okay!" Yi Xifeng's tone became more exaggerated, "It's just what you think. If people don't react, they will be gone. Who will witness your handsome and powerful killing move? There is no one left. See you. There was no time to be surprised, and the person died, don’t you think?”
"Hmm..." It seems that what Yi Xifeng said makes sense.
Yi Xifeng struck while the iron was hot: "So, you can start by devouring it from a young age, such as true energy and inner energy. While the other party is afraid, they still have the life to see how powerful you are!"
"Yes!" Sword Spirit said excitedly, and Yi Xifeng was relieved. It seemed that he had found the right direction. As long as he looked more handsome, Sword Spirit would accept it and would no longer avoid him.
Therefore, after coming down from the Two Realms Mountain, Ye Jian Hanxing only went to devour the inner energy and did not kill the group of people. Lu Zhuchen was an exception this time. First, he was suppressed by Yi Xifeng and did not fight for a long time, which made him extremely anxious; Second, that time is indeed a necessary time,
A matter of life and death!
Therefore, Lu Zhuchen was swallowed up part of his life force by the evil Ye Jian Hanxing.
Instead of paying attention to the Rock-horned Demon Dragon, he went around in a circle and found the huge horn that he had cut off. It was said that grinding the horn into powder and using it as medicine would have the effect of calming the soul.
Yi Xifeng circled around the soil bag. When he was studying in Yinren Village, he studied herbal medicine with Mr. Wang, and later worked as a doorman in the Zhenwu Dao Hall to look after the alchemy furnace. Although he was not very proficient, he was familiar with simple things. I still have a certain understanding of pharmacological knowledge.
Although there is no mention of strange beasts like the Rock-armored Demon Dragon, the horns of strange beasts similar to it have the effect of nourishing the soul. In addition to the rumors in the Shendu Territory, it seems to be similar.
I first grind it into powder and then study it.
Yi Xifeng took a short rest and then started to hit the magic horn with his fists and palms. The texture of the magic horns was hard, but he also thought that cork was elastic, so when he hit it with his fists and palms, it was like a sandbag in his previous life.
After the "Physical Refining" session, Yi Xifeng was sweating profusely. He looked at the magic horn powder suspended in the air, and then put the powder into a cloth bag.
Twist some and put it into the mouth. The taste is very astringent, but in an instant, the sea of spirits becomes clear and enlightened. Yi Xifeng's spirit is so powerful that he does not need to take supplements all the time.
However, he keenly discovered that after his divine sea became clear and bright, the evil spirit of Ye Jian Hanxing actually dissipated somewhat. Yi Xifeng was overjoyed: "Is it possible...this magic horn powder can also nourish the sword spirit?!"
He was worried about how to soothe the violent aura of the Hanxing Sword. It was really a divine weapon sent from heaven. God help me!
After he has done some research, the most important thing now is to go back the same way and see how to contact Xintian.
When he was about to walk out of Tangting Mountain, Yi Xifeng was wearing a white robe and a mask covering his face - it was he who found the robe that Lu Zhuchen took off and the mask he took off when he was looking for a way out of the mountain.
Zhang Xinlei's identity card is still there, but based on the news from the Seven Star Palace, he may be chased to Tangting Mountain again if he can't even get through the door.
Looking at the crowds coming and going at the city gate, Yi Xifeng stayed here for three days and three nights, but could not find a suitable candidate. "How about just breaking in?" Yi Xifeng thought to himself.
Although he knew that it was unrealistic to break through forcefully, after all, only identity cards could pass through the barrier outside the Shendu Territory, otherwise he would either be imprisoned or be killed on the spot.
After wasting a few days, Yi Xifeng looked into the distance and narrowed his eyes. At the same time, people were coming and going on the avenue, and no one noticed that a small head suddenly disappeared in place...
