Chapter 156 Harvest

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A day and a half later, Li Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes, withdrew his magic skills, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Although his body is still aching slightly, there is no serious problem on the outside. Basically, there is no problem in running his spiritual power. The main attribute of this second-level mid-grade spiritual vein is water, which is very suitable for the operation of his skills, so it is There will be such a good effect. Without its support, I am afraid it will take more than a week to achieve this effect.

Compared with the body, the pain in the brain is more severe, with bursts of pain and irregular stabbing pains. This time, regardless of his health, he forcibly used his spiritual consciousness in the pill-forming stage to launch a spiritual attack. Although he succeeded in killing the monster-crowned python, the sequelae were so serious that he might not be able to use his spiritual consciousness to launch attacks for a period of time.

In other words, he is now almost the same as a real sixth-level qi-training monk, but has more experience.

Standing up with his hands on the ground, Li Qingfeng moved his muscles slightly and made some crunching sounds.

He walked to the giant snake head of the monster-crowned python, reached out and touched the empty left pupil. It was filled with gelatinous demon blood, black, red, white, and brown, mixed in. At the same time, it smelled quite fishy. However, Li Qingfeng didn't take it seriously. In his previous life, he had smelled many things that were more stinky than this, such as the rotten heart water spit out by the "Eight-Eyed Heart Eater". That thing was really smelly. Without the protection of magic, even the monks I can't stand the taste.

Looking at the sticky and smelly glue on his hands, Li Qingfeng secretly thought it was a pity. Generally speaking, the blood of monsters is a good material for making talismans. For example, this monster-crowned python belongs to ice. Its blood is definitely a good material for making water- or ice-attribute talismans. Even if it is not for personal use, it should be sold. It can also be sold at a good price.

Unfortunately, things like demon blood cannot be released. It needs to be collected as soon as possible after killing the demon beasts, and sealed with secret methods or special magic weapons to ensure its effectiveness. This "as soon as possible" usually means within an hour and no more than two hours at most. However, Li Qingfeng judged at close range just now that it should have been about four hours since the death of the Monster Crowned Python, and most of the demon blood was gone. It has expired. Even if it is collected by force, it will be of no use at all.

However, this giant python is so big, and its body is the best preservation tool. Maybe there is still a considerable amount of demon blood in the body that has not dried up. However, although Li Qingfeng knew some secret methods of preserving demon blood, he did not bring any decent loading tools with him. After all, the purpose of his trip was just to test the base of the monster-crowned python, but he did not expect that the python was determined to kill him. If you stay and touch him, he can only be respectful rather than obey.

Planning to arrange a formation to seal the giant python's body to ensure the vitality of the remaining demon blood in it, Li Qingfeng raised the fluorite and looked at the huge flesh crown on the top of the giant python's head.

This fleshy comb is very large, larger than an adult man's head. Its shape is somewhat similar to that of a chicken comb. It is brownish-red in color and its skin can be seen to be quite rough just by looking at it. The strange thing is that even after the giant python died, the fleshy crown on its head was still standing high. Although it was slightly deflated, it could still be seen that something seemed to be flowing in it.

Li Qingfeng didn't touch it with his hands, and he didn't use his spiritual power to test it. The flesh crown contained that kind of light blue mist. If it was sprayed by it at such a close distance, I'm afraid he would be delaminated even if he didn't die. Skin.

Furthermore, judging from Li Qingfeng's experience, this flesh crown must be a good thing, but he just doesn't know how to use it or what its function is. He planned to save it first and not touch it, and after he recovered a little from his injuries, he would use the secret method to test what this thing was used for.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are all kinds of unknown treasures of heaven and earth. For those who cultivate immortals, they will always encounter all kinds of unknown things. Therefore, the monks have long developed a method of detecting unknown spiritual objects, which can roughly clarify the general effect of a certain spiritual object, whether it is harmful, etc.

Generally speaking, there will be monks who specialize in this way to do these things, but Li Qingfeng realizes that this is a good thing and doesn't want others to know about it. Although he is not proficient in this art, he must have dabbled in it as a casual cultivator in his previous life. He can test it by himself, but it will take a little more effort.

Looking down, Li Qingfeng reached out and touched the scales on the top of the giant python's head.

The scales appear blue-black under the light of fluorite. Each scale is as big as half a palm. It is not too thick, hard and a bit tough, and feels cool to the touch. The outward side is relatively smooth, but the inside is slightly rough. Some. Li Qingfeng pinched one of the scales and gently pulled it, but it didn't move at all. Then he used an ice pick and hit it on the scales. Not surprisingly, not even a trace was left.

Taking out the "Qingwu Xinquan Sword" and placing the tip of the sword on the scales, Li Qingfeng used the skill and stabbed it in with a slight force. The circle of scales around the contact point was slightly dented, and then recovered after the force was withdrawn. No trace was left behind either.

It is indeed a good thing, worthy of being a monster in the blood refining stage. Li Qingfeng knew it well. With his current strength, it was a bit difficult to deal with the snake skin of the giant python - if he used all his strength, he might be able to cut off some of it, but it was not necessary. Aren't there better tools here?

Li Qingfeng cast his eyes on the sword stuck in the snake's body. Due to the twisting of the giant python's previous struggle, part of the sword's blade was already exposed. Even after spending decades or even hundreds of years in the flesh and blood of this giant python, there is still some edge shining on it, which shows that it is undoubtedly a spiritual weapon.

It should be much easier to cut the flesh of the giant python with this sword, but even if it is a spiritual weapon, it is not easy to maintain it for so long under such circumstances. Is it because of any special process used in its forging? Or some other reason?

Li Qingfeng reached out and touched his chin, put away the "Qingwu Xinquan Sword", and held up the fluorite and flew to where the sword's hilt was. It was the body of the giant python, covered with semi-solidified black and red demon blood, which was slippery and smelly. , it was difficult to get a foothold, Li Qingfeng finally found his feet and looked at the long sword.

The hilt of this long sword is simple and made of some kind of spiritual wood. Most of it has been corroded. There are some patterns on it, and there are also a few words that are difficult to read. Li Qingfeng squinted his eyes and murmured: "Hiss, is this...Liu?"

That seems to be the character "Liu", perhaps the surname of the original owner of this sword. Li Qingfeng's eyes moved down. There were long grooves on the left and right sides of the sword, which should be used to bleed the enemy. There were some kind of patterns carved around the grooves, which were some kind of magic patterns. The bottom was covered with giant pythons. The flesh and blood was blocked, so I couldn’t identify the specific pattern.

After staring at the sword for a moment, Li Qingfeng's eyes flickered slightly and he reached out to hold the hilt.