078 Soul Scepter

The ancestor of Fengxian has lived for more than 3,000 years. Since he betrayed the Five elements and established the Fengxian sect, he has never spoken to people in such a kind tone as today: "Have you seen those four gods? There are four altars in front of the statue, and there is a treasure on the stage. You bring them to me. This magic forbidden can isolate the spirit of immortals, but it will not block the psychic magic treasure. If you give me the treasure, I can break the magic forbidden and save you.

Ye Jianling looked at the ancestor of Fengxian and then at the altar in front of the statue. The altar was made of a white skeleton, covered with human skin and a golden pot on the top. There were indeed treasures in the pot, but not four but two. The two pots in the middle were empty, and I don't know where the treasures were.

Ye Jianling first walked to the altar on the far right. The golden pot was filled with red blood, and there was a chopstick-sized staff suspended on it. The staff was a human arm bone, with five fingers open, holding three skeletons up. The skeleton was big as big as a fist, and the small one was only as a duck egg, squeezed together, as if just Just pulled out of the blood, the unrelated seven orifices are dripping blood.

Ye Jianling's intuition told him that this thing was extremely dangerous. He slowly walked to the altar and saw that the blood in the golden pot gradually began to roll. By the time he could see the yin spell depicted on the pot, the blood had completely boiled, and the bright red drops splashed everywhere.

The wand suddenly turned around, and the three skeletons looked at Ye Jianling together. Red magic gas gushed out of his six eyes at the same time. Ye Jianling felt that his hair was about to stand up, and the Huangquan Sword in his body was ready to move. He immediately realized that the magic wand was also an void treasure!

"Hurry up! Take it down and give it to me!" Fengxian Laozu shouted crazily outside.

Ye Jianling no longer stepped forward, because he saw the three skeletons actually began to speak: "Ye Jianling, do you have any wishes?"

Ye Jianling had a cold war: "How do you know my name? Who the hell are you?"

"I know what you think. As for me, it is the spirit of this magic wand. I was originally an arm of the blood soul demon master. In the fairy and demon war, the Xuanming Emperor cut me down and fell under the Holy Demon Mountain. I was picked up by the two little masters and sent them into the sea of blood in the northern void to train for thousands of years. I was originally a true fairy weapon, but later the Ahan took it and put it in the Ahan Pagoda to save me, but I vowed not to enter the Buddhist sect. The Ahan Dynasty did not want to kill me, so he sent me to the Tianwang Temple to worship. 3,000 years ago, the Buddhist sect was in civil strife. The northern demonist Moraga She broke into the Tianwang Temple and took me back, but Moraga She Soon I was killed by the Taoist door, and I flew back here by myself to wait for the new master to come. This staff was actually very talkative and told all his details without Ye Jianling's inquiry.

If you are someone else, you must be greedy when you hear that this wand is waiting for the new owner. Together, if you ask how to become its master, you will be taken advantage of it and introduce it step by step. After all, even the virtual treasure that used to be a fairy may not have.

However, Ye Jianling went through his mother's affairs and had a deep guard against the things of the magic religion. If he could not touch it, he would never touch it. Even in the magic scripture, he also came to double it and practiced some simple spells. The magic in it, especially the double repair, was not touched at all, so he was asked by this wand at this time, not only did he not Dian wanted to take it for himself, but he just felt afraid and stepped back: "What wish can you satisfy me?"

The wand was a little disappointed when it saw him return. When he opened his mouth, he said, "I can turn stones into gold and turn into mud into adults. I can make the girl you like fall in love with you wholeheartedly. I can make your hateful enemies kneel down and lick your soles of your shoes. It can make you have the ability to crack. Let you know the thoughts of all sentient beings, and you can command the demons in the world to use them all for you! As long as you can think of it, I can let you get it!"

"Really?" Ye Jianling has never seen such a magic weapon.

The wand said, "I was originally a fairy weapon. Although I have been suppressed by the Buddha's light and consumed a lot of physical strength over the years. When I got it by Moraga, I fought with people and met the powerful Zen master's King Kong pestle. I was knocked down and became an empty spirit treasure. However, except for the matter of cursing the immortals to death, other wishes can't be done. If you can bring it up, I will be satisfied!"

What he said includes power, fame and interests, and so on, and can even directly curse people's lives. It can be said that all kinds of ** in the world are included, and it is difficult for anyone to resist. If necessary, he is a trap, but Ye Jianling's first thought of his mother: "Can you resurrect my mother?"

The wand suddenly fell silent, but soon said, "Your mother's name is Xu Danqing, and she is the ghost grandma of Luoxia Mountain..."

Ye Jianling only felt cold and his scalp numb. It was too frightening that everything he thought was known by the other party. In the face of this magic wand, he seemed to be ** naked from the inside out, and there was no privacy. He unconsciously took another step back and tried to think about nothing.

The wand continued: "I can fulfill your wish and help you resurrect your mother, but you need to worship me three drops of blood. As long as you pierce the middle finger and drop three drops of blood, I will let your mother appear immediately!"

Ye Jianling hesitated. He was not sure whether the wand was lying to him. Although he knew what was strange about the golden basin, in case a spell was cast in it and a drop of his blood in it, something would be bad.

"Are you doubting my words? But that's nothing. I can let you see your mother first.

The mouths of the three skeletons of the magic wand began to recite spells at the same time. Suddenly, the tip of the wand was a little in the golden basin, picked out a drop of blood water, fell into the air and exploded into a mass of blood fog. In an instant, Xu Danqing came out of the blood fog.

"Linger!" Xu Danqing was much more haggard than usual. When he saw his son, he couldn't help crying.

"Mom?" Ye Jianling called tentatively.

"Mom is here, silly child, don't you know your mother?" Xu Danqing came to him.

Ye Jianling felt that the pores all over his body stood up and retreated.

"Linger, don't you want to see your mother? Why are you hiding from your mother? Come and let your mother hug you."

Ye Jianling also wanted to confirm whether it was true or false. He forced himself to calm down and asked Xu Danqing to come and hug him. He hugged his mother's shoulder and felt that it was indeed flesh and blood. Even the breath on his body was exactly the same as in his memory. He couldn't help shaking his heart: "Mom, where have you been? Where did it come from again?"

Xu Danqing hugged her son and said happily, "Linger, you have grown taller, and you are almost like your mother. Good child, my mother was robbed of her body and blood by the great gods and demons running out of the holy land, but the yuan god dodged it with the secret method handed down by your master. After that, it was only the mother's body and the great god demon refined by the Shenxiao School, but the mother's yuan god was severely damaged and almost lost consciousness and fell into hell in a daze. If you want to go to the knife mountain hell, you will suddenly be sucked out by a powerful force and come here.

"Mom, you got it back from that thing." Ye Jianling pointed to the altar.

Xu Danqing only glanced at the wand, and his face suddenly changed greatly. He turned around and protected his son: "What is this place? Why did you come here? Let's find a way out quickly!" She released a cold wave of black water with her backhand, which was mixed with tens of millions of thunder gods, which were to destroy all the altars and statues.

The wand suddenly jumped out of the golden pot and shot a blood-red evil spirit to resist the cold wave. The thunder beads inside exploded one after another, crackling like a bean, but it couldn't take another step forward.

"Mother! This is the Shadow Magic Palace on the Black Star Plain. Let me help you!" Ye Jianling took out the Huangquan sword and flew forward. The skeleton on the magic wand roared in unison, and the bloody red flames sprayed in his mouth. There were 49 regiments, all the size of fists. They flew over against the Huangquan sword, suddenly closed, followed by a roar.

After all, Ye Jianling's cultivation was too poor and consumed more than half a day. He couldn't control it. He was blown upside down by Huang Quanjian and almost slipped his finger.

The magic wand spewed out those flames and burned them to Xu Danqing. Xu Danqing used Beiming star absorption. The elixir formed a black water vortex and absorbed all the flames, but it could not be digested and then exploded again.

"Linger, run away!" Xu Danqing's hands were imprinted and condensed into dozens of black gas. Before he could take action, he was shot by a blood line by his wand to ingest his forehead. He immediately dispersed his fingerprints and stood there motionless.

"Mother!" Ye Jianling was so anxious that he was about to cry when he saw that his mother was restrained.

"Why don't you drip your blood into the golden pot!" The wand ordered again in a low voice.

"You let my mother go first!"

"It was agreed that you had to support me with three drops of blood before I resurrect your mother. Now that I have done it, but you want to break the contract, how can this be possible! If you don't give me the blood, I will kill her and send her back to hell!" The sound of the magic wand is full of grimness.

Ye Jianling couldn't go to the altar, cut his middle finger with Huangquan sword spirit, and dripped blood into the golden pot.

Originally, only three drops of blood were nothing to anyone, but Ye Jianling was unusual this time. The blood was continuously flowing into the pot like being pulled out by a pump, and the blood in the golden pot also boiled more fiercely, steaming a large area of red fog.

Ye Jianling was shocked. He knew that he had been fooled by the magic wand. According to this momentum, not to mention three drops of blood, this drop could draw all his blood all over his body.

Ye Jianling felt that his blood began to boil like the blood in the pot, as if he had stopped the flood of the embankment. He rushed to the middle finger of his right hand crazily and flowed into the pot from the broken wound. His heart was full of fear. For the first time, he felt that he was so close to death.

Looking at the continuous flow of blood flowing into the pot, the magic wand cheered happily. The teenager's blood actually contained the dragon Tibetan fragrance of Buddhism many years ago, which was simply a joy! As long as he absorbs these blood that combines Longzangxiang, he can immediately cultivate the yuan god treasure!

He was tasting Ye Jianling's despair and suddenly felt something strange in his body. It turned out that the previous sword was to automatically protect the master. He immediately shot a blood line from the tip of the stick, which went deep into Ye Jianling's eyebrows and penetrated the depths of his soul!

Ye Jianling felt that his body had no feeling at all. In an instant, even his mind was nailed. The Huangquan sword in his body immediately lost its luster and lurked in his kidney.

Ye Jianling's brain was blank. He almost thought that he was going to die like this. He went to hell to see his mother. Suddenly, he remembered that the Buddhist light was universal, illuminating hell and breaking the demon realms. When he got to hell, he could also use the curse to save his suffering mother...

Thinking like this, he naturally began to recite a solemn mantra in his heart. Together with the Buddha's mantra, the light was emitted from the deepest part of his yuan god, and soon filled his whole body. The blood line that ingested his body immediately disintegrated, and the body and soul were pure, and all the previous acid and numbness disappeared in an instant. .

"Strict Curse! It turned out to be a solemn curse!" The magic wand made an extremely frightened sound, and the three skeletons spewed out magic fire crazily and wrapped Ye Jianling in it.

Ye Jianling walked around the ghost gate and had already put life and death aside. He simply sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the mantra. The Buddha's light emitted from his body and became stronger and stronger. The magic fire was forced three feet away. No matter how the wand sprayed blood down, it was useless.