After doing this, Wang Zijia first took out the two spiritual objects obtained in the Blood Dragon Abyss.
A golden-red flesh strip, about the size of a thumb, was constantly squirming, just like an enlarged meat maggot.
As it squirms, the spirituality in its body flickers and rises and falls, flickering on and off.
The other was a pink granule, also like an earthworm, wriggling unconsciously.
Wang Zijia tentatively took out a tiny bit of blood-red granulation, frowned, opened his mouth and swallowed it.
The meat buds are still beating in the mouth, and when you bite it gently with your teeth, there is a feeling of pulp, which makes the taste extremely weird.
Immediately afterwards, it turned into a weak force, integrated into the body, and rushed towards the dantian. At the same time, faint crazy thoughts filled his mind.
But because the power was too little and too weak, this power almost disappeared before it could reach the Dantian.
At this time, Wang Zijia was already in the Chaos Consciousness Sea, looking at the new weight.
Weight: Bloodline Spiritual Object
Level: Not popular
Status: Slightly contaminated
Value: 0.1
Introduction: The blood of the monster beast still exists. After being demonized, it was blocked by people with strange underworld weapons, and the weapons were raised and farmed. Use its body as a meat field to plant dragon spiritual veins. Due to artificial planting and repeated harvesting, the dragon veins are already extremely weak. And there are slight remnants of evil transformation.
Before using this spiritual object to build the foundation, please carefully remove the pollution, otherwise after the method is established, the evil roots will be deep, the foundation will be difficult to stabilize, and there will be endless troubles. You can also use the value to accumulate it into a real spiritual object and then purify it. It is the necessary guide for the foundation of Jiaolong’s transformation!
Just as Wang Zijia read the message, the weights began to flash and seemed to disappear soon. Wang Zijia had no exchange value to stabilize the weights.
After a few breaths, this light point weight disappeared without a trace.
After Wang Zijia came to his senses, he took another slice of the golden meat strip and threw it into his mouth.
The same explosive taste filled the air, but this time there was an extra pressure in the power that rushed into the body.
Weight: Long Yuan
Level: Below Armor
Status: Slightly contaminated
Value: 0.1
Introduction: The demon snake accidentally obtained the essence and blood of a divine dragon, enlightened the spirit and opened the way, and embarked on the road to transform into a dragon. However, due to the treacherous realm, it became possessed by the devil and became a meat field. It took thousands of years of tempering and the gathering of the purest blood to extract so much of the dragon essence.
This spiritual object is extremely suitable for dragon-turning monks to build the Taoist foundation. Since there is only a large portion of it, it is best to ask the alchemist to prepare a sufficient spiritual object formula to fill its spiritual deficiency.
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When the weight disappeared again, Wang Zijia exited the sea of chaotic consciousness with a smile on his face.
The appearance of these two weights means that Wang Zijia's previous idea was correct. He could just get a copy of the top medicine, and then rely on the value to directly pile up the most suitable and pure spirituality. Fill in the foundation of the method and derive a new method belonging to him.
He sealed the two spiritual objects again and put them away.
I took out the last storage bag and worked on it for a while before opening it.
What left Wang Zijia speechless was that in the five-cubic storage bag, clothes and beauty drugs took up part of the space.
What's left is a lot of spiritual objects and healing elixirs. The remaining life-saving items have been almost used up, and the rejuvenation elixirs are gone.
After carefully counting it, the contents inside were worth a thousand francs. Even including the tattered shield, they could not exceed 2,000 francs.
It's usually a big gain, after all, you can't make enough money just by making talismans in a month. But these days, I have set my sights high!
He shook his head speechlessly, looked at the three storage bags, gathered the messy things inside into the storage bag that Wang Zijia used first, which only had a few cubic meters, filled it up, and put it away stand up.
The largest ten-cubic storage bag became Wang Zijia’s personal use.
After counting the harvest, Wang Zijia turned over his hands and took out various elixirs, clearing out the ones that might be needed later, such as those for healing and restoring vitality.
The remaining explosive elixirs, poisonous elixirs, and the messy elixirs waiting to be intoxicated were symbolically kept by Wang Zijia. Two bottles were left, and the rest were poured into his mouth, and each pill was consumed into repair. for value.
Daoxing: Hundred Years (2.9/30,000)
A few hours later, Wang Zijia's condition recovered again, and he stopped practicing.
I took out the map and identified the nearest demon stronghold.
The mana gathered like quicksand, and at the same time, the flesh and blood on the body began to squirm, and Wang Zijia's body shrank rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, he went from a big man with an iron tower to a skinny old man with no trace of his youth, a face full of wrinkles, and a slightly stooped figure.
After doing all this, Wang Zijia nodded with satisfaction and set off again to continue the work he was passionate about: washing the floor and picking up (Harmony's) corpses.
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For two days in a row, Wang Zijia headed towards the next spiritual resource point, while paying attention to places where monsters and ghosts gathered along the way. Whenever he encountered a town, he would go in and take a look, doing his job as a 'cleaner', and never stopped enjoying it.
"Value +99!"
Wang Zijia came to a ruined city again, picked up various pieces of meat from the battlefield, extracted the contamination, and threw the remaining pieces of meat to the five ghosts.
Suddenly, a little bit of ghostly energy filled the air, and the chubby Sanwa, who was sent out by Wang Zijia to inquire about the city, emerged from the void. His body quickly materialized from illusion, and he gestured at Wang Zijia for a while.
"Do you think there are still people in this city?" Wang Zijia asked doubtfully.
"Wow, wow!" Sanwa nodded and kept making gestures.
"Still fighting?" Wang Zijia said in surprise.
"Wow!"
"Was the beating fierce?" Wang Zijia jumped onto a ruined building with doubts and glanced around the city. Not only did he not detect any fluctuations in mana, he didn't even see any smoke.
How could he not notice the battle in such a deserted, dead city?
With doubts, Wang Zijia jumped down the street again and said to Sanwa: "Lead the way!"
When Sanwa heard the words, a little bit of ghostly energy filled the air. When his body shook, he turned into a ghost and floated forward.
Wang Zijia looked at this scene with some envy. With the blessing of the five ghosts, he can transform into a ghost and fly under normal circumstances, but the method is incomplete and many functions cannot be used.
The physical blessing alone is barely enough. For example, the abnormal recovery power of the evil species cannot be fully blessed, let alone the ghost transformation!
As his thoughts flickered, the quicksand-like mana on his body fluctuated slightly, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
After completing his hiding, Wang Zijia regained his strength and quickly followed Sanwa's footsteps. Several ghosts around him guarded Wang Zijia as he moved forward.
After probably sneaking for a few minutes, Sanwa, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and pointed at a building that was still relatively intact among the ruins.
'Aren't you fighting? '
Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, looking at the deserted attic that was quite quiet, and then cautiously went in with doubts.
"Crack, crackle..."
"Um······"
(End of chapter)
