Bloodshot penetrated his right shoulder, his body and mind were restrained, and the power of the netherworld could not be resolved. Tu Chengfeng was frightened and angry. The harsh words came to his mouth, hesitating over and over again, and turned into soft fingers, begging the other party to be noble, leave a ray of kindness, and have a good future. meet. Wei Shiqi had noticed something strange, and his bloodshot threads suddenly grew, tightly wrapping the elder of the Pi Feng clan, like a spider preying on a small insect. Tu Chengfeng knew that there was no way to escape this disaster, so he sighed and said nothing, his chest and abdomen brewing for several seconds. He breathed out, opened his mouth and spurted out a blood arrow, disappearing into the depths of the "Giant's Eye" in an instant.
This blood arrow was wrapped in the power of the netherworld with a lifetime of essence and blood. As soon as it left the lips, the body withered and withered, and pieces fell off. After a while, Wei Shiqi walked out of the "Giant's Eye" calmly, unscathed. After a moment of meditation, he wiped away all the withered vines with a flick of his sleeves, leaving the bare cliffs and rocks. He thought to himself: "The virtual and the real are interdependent, and yin and yang interchange. , this ghost has some tricks up his sleeve, and he managed to escape..."
It turns out that Tu Chengfeng was ingenious and practiced secret techniques, using the power of the netherworld as a blade to split the soul into two parts. The yang soul drives the body, and the yin soul is placed in the green crane. When the yang soul wakes up, the yin soul sleeps, and when the yang soul sleeps, the Yin soul Wake up, in times of crisis, you only need to escape one soul, and the other soul can escape out of thin air and become one again. This is his life-saving method at the bottom of the box. No one knows about it except the leader of the Pifeng Clan. At this moment, the soul is reunited and placed in the body of the Iron Feather Qinghe. In the future, he will return to the Pifeng Clan and find another suitable body for sacrifice. There will still be one more Life, but Guo Zhou's little baby is so clever that she will inevitably taste something in her eyes, but she must be killed to silence her!
Tu Chengfeng's murderous intention just started when Guo Zhou shivered, and her back and spine felt cold. She pulled the reins hard with her right hand and circled the four-clawed lizard. She slapped the back of its head with her left hand and urged it on. Using the power of the netherworld, he rushed out like an arrow and ran straight towards the "Giant's Eye". Tu Chengfeng was slightly startled. The iron-feathered green crane soared in the wind, but its U-turn was not as agile as the four-clawed lizard. When he came back to his senses and turned around to look, Guo Zhou had disappeared at the end of his field of vision, leaving only a fuzzy black dot. He estimated that it would not be difficult to woo this woman, but it would be difficult to avoid the murderous "Giant Eyes". After a moment of hesitation, he had to give up the idea of killing her to silence her.
The year has been unfavorable and the start of the mission has been unfavorable. Those who ascended to the spiritual realm in the "demon world" this time are all untouchable heroes. No wonder Guo Baohu returned in disgrace, pretending to be a tortoise, and handed over the "Eighteen Pans" hunting ground to others. It turns out that It’s not that he doesn’t want to regain his place, he really can’t! Alas, if I had known that the demon was so troublesome, why bother asking for trouble? I really shouldn’t have made this trip! Tu Chengfeng felt sorry for himself, spread his wings and beat the wind, soared into the sky, determined never to step into the "Eighteen Sets" again.
Under the urging of its owner, the four-clawed lizard hurriedly and slowly rushed towards the "Giant's Eye", vomiting blood, and rolled down the "Great Rift Valley" exhausted. Guo Zhou kicked off his feet and pounced forward like a big bird. Bowing at the feet of Wei Shiqi, he escaped a catastrophe by some strange combination of circumstances. Wei Shiqi ordered her to get up and speak. Guo Zhou calmed down and hurriedly recounted the causes and consequences. When he heard the eight characters "virtual and real, yin and yang interchange", he woke up and felt faintly scared. His inner premonition was indeed correct. , Tu Chengfeng was indeed murderous.
Tu Chengfeng had escaped after all. If the Pifeng Clan was involved, the Guo Clan would no longer be able to pretend to be deaf and mute. A storm was coming, and there were many crises. Guo Zhou didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only look for it near the "Giant's Eye". I took shelter in a cave for the time being and thought hard about countermeasures.
Suddenly a few months passed, Shi Xizi sent the "Spider Girl" to bring a bag of Zhicao. Guo Li took the bag and held it into the "Giant's Eye". He offered it to Wei Shiqi with both hands. He lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to look at it. He bowed and saluted. , turned around in a hurry. Wei Shiqi weighed the weight. This time, the interval was twice as long, but the quantity was only 30% more. It seemed that there were not many Ganoderma lucidum herbs left in the "Eighteen Plates", and the "Spider Girl" must have gone far away. They were picked from the hunting grounds of other tribes, and they were fearful, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and were no longer readily available.
Returning to the quiet room, he turned the medicine bag, poured out all the mushrooms, inspected them one by one, and put them into the "Hundred Ghosts Tuimo Cauldron" to refine the elixirs for Li Yihe's daily use. Once Li Yihe started to sacrifice and refine the Tao-suppressing treasure, it became a bottomless pit. No matter how many pills he threw in, there would be no sound. He knew it in his heart. He transcended the tribulation and ascended to the ghost realm, without the oppression of the lower world and the Miluo God Seal. Just like being freed from the shackles, Li Yihe's body as a cauldron gradually became unsustainable. There is a saying that "if you are poor, you will change, if you change, you will be general, and if you are general, you will last." It is necessary to plan ahead and think of other methods as soon as possible.
On this day, Wei Shiqi came to the bottom of the "Netherworld Well". The number of blood talismans woven by the threads of law had increased from the original seven to forty-nine. It was unknown how much faster the refining of "Qingling Water" was, and the blood crystals There are many lumps, just like grapes, which saves countless hours of water grinding. He took away the blood crystals with a flick of his sleeves, concentrated on pushing the forty-nine blood talismans, reconnected and bitten them, and made slight changes. He no longer devoured the resources and refined the blood crystals, but absorbed the "water of clear spirit" and condensed it into clusters of ice. The pillars are crystal clear, blooming like lotus flowers.
The "Qing Ling Qi" in the icicles was too strong to be swallowed directly. Wei Shiqi took it back to the quiet room and planned to find another way to try again to see if he could make an elixir. He had tried several times before, but once the "Qing Ling Qi" was put into the "Hundred Ghosts Turfing Cauldron", it would conflict left and right for some reason and could never be refined, so it was all in vain.
He placed the icicle in a corner of the quiet room, and took out a green sesame plant from the medicine bag. It was intact with all the beards and tails, and he carefully planted it into the icicle bush. A wisp of blood popped out from his fingertips, and the end was inserted into it, and a wisp of blood came out. Qingling Qi. The green zhizhi trembled slightly, and its roots grew rapidly like granules, tightly wrapping the icicles, greedily sucking the clear air. The stems thickened, the canopy stretched, and in an instant it rose to half a foot in height. Many small zhizhi sprouted densely from the roots. .
This method really works. Wei Shiqi casually took the "Hundred Ghosts Turf Tripod" and opened the lid of the cauldron. He saw that a piece of "Bodhi Ginseng" put into it had been refined into two pills, one yellow and one white, as white as snow. , yellow as wax, dripping around in circles, chasing each other, trying to resist but welcoming. Wei Shiqi looked at it for a moment, frowned unconsciously, stretched out his hand and patted the "Hundred Ghosts Tuimo Cauldron", two pills flew out and fell into his palm, motionless, half an inch apart from each other. , clearly differentiated.
Wei Shiqi twisted up the white pills, put them under his nose and sniffed. The aroma was fragrant. He then took up the yellow pills and sniffed them. The aroma was slightly different, but there was nothing wrong with it. After all, he felt that something was wrong. Why were the products produced in one furnace divided into two colors: yellow and white? Wei Shiqi pondered for a moment, then came out of the quiet room, called Xuanyuan Qing, and ordered him to shake the "Netherworld Bell" to summon a ghost to test the medicine.
Xuanyuan Qing was slightly surprised. What kind of elixir is it? Seriously, do you want to test it with a ghost? He lowered his gaze, glanced at the "Netherworld Bell", waved his wrist, and summoned a "Xili Ghost" from the fourth floor. It jumped and landed in front of him, with a green face and fangs, dancing and dancing, its chest and abdomen rising and falling like a skin, and breathing. Breathing heavily.
