Type: Soulless Crow
Level: Third grade elementary
Category: Spiritual Bones
Completeness: Excellent
Pollution degree: poor
Price: 11000
Introduction: The soul-destroying crow is a special monster with an unknown origin, and the monster was highly polluted during its lifetime. Although it has been treated by many means, there are still serious contamination residues, so please handle it with caution.
In the container, apart from the spirit bones, there is also a blood bottle placed on the ground in front of the bird's head.
Type: Soulless Crow
Level: Third grade elementary
Category: Bloodline
Completeness: Poor
Pollution degree: poor
Price: 7000
Introduction: This is an extremely precious special type of blood, but due to serious pollution, it has lost the possibility of taking it internally such as cultivating the path of transformation. But after careful processing, making talismans and refining weapons is still barely possible.
"This set of pollution is close to what you call one hundred and four, right? Can I get a discount?" Wang Zijia said straight to the point.
The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face: "But this spiritual material is a rare spiritual material of luck, and I cherish it very much. Even if you can't refine elixirs or make blood vessels, you can still refine spiritual weapons and spiritual talismans!"
"Refining spiritual weapons? With this level of pollution, even if you call a fourth-grade weapon refiner, you will still have a headache. At most, you can only refine magic weapons or think of making ghost weapons!" Wang Zijia revealed the truth very straightforwardly.
"Even if it's a magic weapon, it's still a weapon of luck."
"Can I still wear the magic weapon's luck weapon with me? Is it not enough for me to be possessed by the devil?"
"You don't have to refine magic weapons, talismans are also fine!"
"Then you still want to sell it as a spiritual weapon-level material, but spiritual ink has a different price."
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The two of them talked back and forth for a while, and the shopkeeper was also aware of the shortcomings of this material. In the end, he reluctantly paid a few thousand francs less, and the two together sold for 15,000 francs.
Wang Zijia was so distressed that she paid for this spiritual material, and then spent nearly 10,000 mana in his store to buy a lot of low-level materials.
Then he went to the street stall and made up a lot of leftover materials. He spent more than 30,000 French dollars, which made Wang Zijia feel painful for a while.
After purchasing all the necessary things, Wang Zijia took the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle and flew for more than an hour back to the White Peach Courtyard.
After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and all the blood and essence in his body began to gather in the palm of his hand.
"Value - 100,000!"
For the first time, Wang Zijia extracted his entire blood essence and condensed a complete drop of blood from the wine-sacrifice realm.
A consumption worth a hundred thousand degrees!
Looking at the drop-shaped, semi-solid colloidal blood droplets in front of him that looked like blood emeralds, Wang Zijia's eyes flashed coldly.
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On the outskirts of Wanyu Sect, the surrounding family areas are close to the north of the Demon Gate.
Even though there are still many dynasties and wilderness between here and the Bone Soul Temple, various disasters have begun to occur frequently in recent times. The law enforcement team had no choice but to double their strength to rectify it, but it was not much better.
It was night, in a small town that had just been exterminated, Jiang Mingda was busy with a group of disciples.
After receiving the news in the afternoon, he quickly chose this town. At this moment, with the help of his corpse removal and the help of his disciples, the newly abandoned town was already decorated with bones.
Throughout the town, you can see bones piled up one after another, like building-like bone pillars.
In addition to the bones, there are also all kinds of filthy things that were sent by the fairy boy through the altar in a short period of time, ranging from the filthy blood of monsters and animals to the corrosive liquids in the rotten swamps everywhere.
All were dumped and piled up at the base of these bone pillars, and there were ditch-like formations on the ground, all over the entire area of the small town.
There are numerous piles of bones standing there, and various filthy liquids flow at the bottom, forming a strange altar formation.
This is what Jiang Mingda led two teams and spent most of the day to achieve.
Even with a formation covering the entire town, the evil aura was palpable.
Everyone continued to dump all kinds of bones and filthy things according to the plan. Rui Wen and Jiang Zhengye, who had followed Jiang Mingda for the longest time, felt a little hairy in their hearts as they looked at the filthy altar that was gradually taking shape and enveloped the entire genocide town.
This place had just been exterminated, and it was a time when the resentment was soaring. To build such an altar at this moment is not only evil, but also has a vague tendency to change.
Seeing such a scene that was even more demonic than a demonic cultivator, Rui Wen couldn't help but asked again: "Uncle Master, is this really what the higher-ups ordered!"
"Bullshit, if it weren't for the orders of the gods above, how could you command the five great fairy boys to deliver so many things in person?" Jiang Mingda felt unsure, pointing at the white bone pillars on the ground, and scolded in an unstable mood.
He used a stern look and voice to hide his panic and a somewhat hairy heart.
"But...but..." Jiang Zhengye didn't dare to say what he was thinking for a long time.
After all, he, a former spy with the Bone and Soul Concept, felt uneasy and strange. Who could he ask to reason with!
"Stop it, it's almost time, get that guy up quickly, don't waste time!" Jiang Mingda directly interrupted the other party's words and said.
After Ruiwen heard this, he left the town filled with bones and came to the edge of the town.
From a disciple, I took over a demon.
"Ho ho ho!"
The childhood monster's limbs had been completely removed, leaving only its trunk and head. While the fleshy flesh of its wound was squirming, it kept roaring and hissing at Ruiwen, trying to bite him.
It is obviously a demon that is completely possessed!
He carried the demon and ghost to the center of the town.
At the core where countless filthy liquids gather, there is a bone altar base of about 20 square meters. The base is soaked by various filthy liquids, with a strong ominous atmosphere and a faint smell of pollution floating around.
Rui Wen clearly felt that his spiritual sense was warning him, and his whole body was a little hairy.
Still bracing himself, he jumped onto the bone altar and threw the demon on the base of the bone altar.
After doing this, he came to the other corner of the bone altar base and stood behind Jiang Mingda.
Everyone looked at the time, then looked up at the faint moonlight in the sky. After about a while, they all started to burn incense and perform the music.
"The fragrance echoes to the heaven and earth, the blood talisman and the white bones cast the spiritual formation; I have traveled thousands of miles to invite the gods, and I pay my respects to all the benefactors in this altar!"
"My disciples are wholeheartedly paying homage to you, and the five ghost gods are coming. The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law."
As a few people started playing, the spiritual light of the small altar in front of them flickered for a moment, and then several people felt a familiar sense of wrapping coming over them.
Their bodies quickly shrunk, and in a moment they turned into five cute fairy children wearing Taoist robes, about one meter tall, and looking no more than seven or eight years old.
After the five fairy children descended on them, the five of them could still feel everything the fairy children felt, except that they could not control their own bodies, as if they were trapped in their own skins.
Although they still felt something was wrong in their hearts, they had already experienced the fairy boy getting on them many times and were already used to it.
The Five Fairy Boys ignored the feelings of the five people who were on top of them, and quickly checked the town for a moment. After confirming that everything was correct, they jumped onto the bone base in the center.
While the five of them looked serious, the boss opened his mouth and spit out a piece of paper.
After the paper man floated out of the opponent's mouth, it seemed to come to life. He looked around and then expanded rapidly, turning into an old man in an instant.
The old man is relatively young, in his fifties. He is wearing the standard green shirt and white cloud robe of an outer disciple. He looks ordinary and looks like an experienced Taoist who can be seen everywhere in Wanyu Sect.
After the old man appeared, he checked the surroundings again. After confirming that everything was correct, he came to the demon ghost with his hands and feet cut off on the base of the bone altar.
He turned his hand and stuffed a demon-seeking elixir into his mouth. Even if the other party was completely possessed by the devil, it would not affect the erosion of the demon-seeking pill at all.
In other words, Pollution didn't care at all about the intrusion of the demonic power, just like the same kind, he got into a fight with it in a moment.
After finishing planting the demon, Wang Zijia stopped what he was doing.
Giving the Five Immortals a look, the Five Immortals immediately sat around the base of the bone altar, surrounding the demons and ghosts in five directions.
Wang Zijia's mind moved, and the book in his body took him directly, escaping into the bloody sea of consciousness of the demon in front of him.
In the small space, in the blood-red mist, Wang Zijia looked around and then started to move.
The book was opened, a page fell apart, and the illusion spread. It was exactly the same scene as the Bone Altar Town in the outside world.
Wang Zijia came to the center of the scene as a paper man, flipped his hands and poured out the prepared materials from the book, and began to build the core altar of the entity on the illusory central base according to the curse.
With more than a year of experience in cursing and the mastery of two high-grade cursing techniques, he is already familiar with the basic skill of cursing: altar making.
Even the third-grade spiritual materials are not much different.
As the spiritual bones were carved with blood-red runes and glued together by magic power, a small pentagonal white bone altar was made by Wang Zijia.
It was carefully placed on the bone base, just in line with everything outside.
After doing all this, Wang Zijia checked it carefully several times.
He had previously determined that the curse would not be discovered. But if he fails to curse the demon, he will be discovered.
So as the boss of Yingshen, even if he doesn't know how to calculate, he will ask others to calculate.
So now that he is blessed by the Dao Fruit, the Sea of Chaos Consciousness, polluted by evil species, and has three levels of protection, and if he still needs to be inferred to be a heel, at least the True Immortal Boss will take action.
After all, it is extremely difficult to calculate a single sin.
"It should be fine!" Wang Zijia whispered as if to comfort himself.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the book, and an extremely old piece of talisman paper with dark spots on it flew out.
It was the scapegoat that had endured countless greeting curses. It is now severely decayed and will rot at any time.
Also flying out was a drop of colloidal blood-red crystal: a drop of blood, and a bottle of liquid full of wine aroma: the ultimate filthy essence of evil spirits, an excellent curse material.
This time Wang Zijia did not save the talisman carefully and threw it directly into the groove in the center of the altar in front of him.
Robbery, hand over the guaranteed monthly ticket! ! !
(End of chapter)
