Chapter 48 Tang San's Survival Theory

As soon as the blood touches the copper plate, it quickly penetrates into the copper plate, as if it is sucking blood.

Finger quickly drew on the copper plate, and strange patterns appeared on the copper plate one by one.

"Puff"

Donchi sprayed a mouthful of blood mist on the copper plate, and his face suddenly turned much pale.

Sacrificing his own longevity with his own blood and attracting a trace of strange existence in the world is a taboo for divination. After all, the loss is not only sperm and blood, but also longevity. Unless there is no hope of breaking through, who will use the forbidden technique of consuming longevity?

When the blood is consumed, it can be recovered, the spiritual power is consumed, and it can be condensed again, but Shouyuan is not something that can be supplemented.

Tang Qi, with a pale face, still did not stop. He quickly pinched the magic formula in his hand. The red light on the copper plate loomed. A character actually floated from the copper plate and floated in the air. Blood-red words circulated in the air and looked so magnificent.

Tang San nodded. He was not cruel, but he felt that useless people did not need to live. In his opinion, Tang Qi was already qualified to live.

He is not cruel, but domineering, so domineering that he tries to control the fate of others.

The characters stopped circulating, and Tang Qi's face was already very pale, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Three young masters, in Yanjueling."

After saying that, Tang Qi fell down.

Is it Yanjueling? It's not too far from Yanxia Mountain. It should be no problem to arrive in two hours.

"Ser Yuwei, take Tang Qi and treat his wounds. Let's go."

After saying that, Tang San threw out the paper fan in his hand as his flying magic weapon.

His paper fan is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which is not a fan that can only be used as a decoration. It is also very powerful and a good magic weapon of wind attributes.

The fan bone is taken from the third section of the top of the Millennium Wind Bamboo in Fengyu Valley. This piece of wind bamboo is the toughest place for the whole bamboo, which is most suitable for making paper fans. In order to make this fan, 13 wind bamboos are consumed. It is the Millennium Wind Bamboo. Others will definitely consider how to use it when they get the wind bamboo, but In the Tang family, in order to make a flying magic weapon for their young master, it actually cost 13 thousand-year-old bamboos. It can be seen that the wealth of the Tang family is not their luxury, but that they have so much money.

The fan surface uses Xuan paper. Xuan paper produced by the Xuanyuan family is the best material for making charms. Although it is called paper, its toughness is even more than some animal skins, but the production method of Xuan paper has been firmly controlled by the Xuanyuan family.

The simple paintings on the fan are also from famous artists. In short, this fan is a top magic weapon. Every part and composition are some famous materials.

Don Gide also hurried this way at this time. As a practitioners of the Huashen period, his speed is not a little faster than Tang San. Unfortunately, Tang San has been out for a few days after all. It is not a matter for a while to catch up. What makes Donjide angry is that his third brother does not stop waiting for him.

Tang Jide began to contact Tang San as soon as he left home. Unfortunately, Tang San disdained him. Even if he knew that this was Tang Huaqi's order, he didn't care at all.

In the end, Tang San directly ignored his summons, so Tang Jied had to contact Tang San's servant. Unfortunately, Tang San did not stop to wait for him for a moment. Even if he stopped, he had no choice but to take a break.

As a practitioners, age really can't be taken seriously. Tangjid is more than Tang San, and Tang San is not as old as Tangjide's son, but Tang San is indeed Tangjide's third brother. Tangjide watched his third brother grow up and admired his third brother's talent. However, he is also not used to Tang San's temper. He is stubborn and always feels that he seems to be the most powerful.

His father indulged Tang San, and Tang Jide also persuaded his father several times. Unfortunately, Tang Huaqi felt that if he had strength, it was not a big problem to be proud. If he lived, he had to live proudly.

As a result, even Tang Huaqi can't restrain Tang San now. Even if Tang Huaqi gives orders in front of him, Tang San may not care. What's more, he only summoned Yu Jian to the news. Tang Jide has long thought of such a result, but Tang Jide knows that his third brother is chasing the three Jindan period with Se Yuwei. I didn't think there was any problem, and I even felt that my father made a fuss about himself.

Although he thought so, he still kept rushing in the direction of his third brother.

......

In a city, in a room, three handsome young people sit at the table and drink a little wine.

"Alas, it should not be a magic weapon to cover the breath. There are still few magic weapons that can counterdivination. It should be arrays, and the arrays are easier. Since it is arrays, there will always be a day to go out. We are not in a hurry, wait slowly, just to play in this Qingyu City."

"Brother, this is not good."

Lin Xiaoyun is a little rigid. Unless he wants to fight, he will not disobey the above order.

Xiao Ran poured a glass of wine into his mouth: "What's wrong? Anyway, I can't find them for a while. Besides, the taste of this wine is not bad. I'm tired of those spiritual wines in the sect, and it's good to taste these spirits occasionally."

"That's right, although we don't lack spiritual wine and fruits in our school, we still rarely eat these dishes."

Hearing the other two people say so, Lin Xiaoyun can't say anything more.

Looking at the unhappy Lin Xiaoyun, Yang Yu smiled helplessly. His younger brother was good in all aspects, but a little rigid.

"Well, Brother Xiao Yun, I will often calculate. Now that I really can't find them, you can drink at ease. When I find him, I will tell you as soon as possible. Well, drinking, you can't drink such strong wine on the mountain."

After saying that, Yang Yu raised his glass to Lin Xiaoyun and made a color to Xiao Ran at the same time.

Xiao Ran immediately understood and raised his glass to Lin Xiaoyun and said, "Come on, brother, have a drink. It will not be easy for us to drink such wine after we complete the task."

Lin Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment and couldn't brush the face of the two brothers, so he had to raise his glass and say, "Well, in this case, I will also try what's good about this wine to make the two brothers like it so much."

After saying that, he looked up and drank this glass of wine.

"Well, it tastes really good."

"How could you lie to me? Drink it if it tastes good. I don't think those people will appear for a while."

"Okay, drink"

Lin Xiaoyun is so straightforward. He thinks that it is absolutely good to do the right thing, and he also likes wine. Naturally, he will not give up such a good wine.

Looking at the two brothers who were eating and drinking in pain, Yang Yu's eyebrows showed a trace of sadness, but it was fleeting.

They have never seen what their opponents look like, and even if they meet, they may not recognize them.

In the line of divination, there is another sentence, which is called: whether it is far or not close, and whether it is not.

It means that you can't calculate the near side from afar, and you can figure out where a person's breath is. Unfortunately, you can't figure out a person's specific appearance, so it's easy to track in the distance, but you can't tell when you meet them.

This is why Yang Yu is worried. Even if they see each other, they may not be able to recognize each other. This task is not simple. The information they get is just that the opponent's strength has the infancy.

He finally found a clue, but unfortunately, as soon as his breath was broken, Yang Yu could not continue to follow the opponent's trace. What he could do was to cut off the continuous calculation within a certain range of the opponent's information. In case the opponent appeared during his calculation, he could continue to chase, in case the time of his calculation and the opponent's formation method. If the time is different and escapes from his calculation range, he will lose the trace of his opponent, but he can only bet that he can continue to track down his opponent.

He knows how small this probability is. Twelve hours a day, and the time he spends on divination is only half an hour.

Divination is not a trick. It can be calculated. First of all, it is the problem of magic weapons. Most of the magic weapons of divination have a certain time to accumulate information. During this period, the divination algorithm treasure cannot be used, and the divination itself cannot be calculated continuously, so those who hang signs to calculate are liars. Son, one by one, even the people who are the best at fortune-telling in the world can't do it.

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Wang Cang was about to close the magic bottle when he suddenly remembered that the spiritual power that seemed to be about to devour his spiritual power. No, it should be said that there is also metal spiritual power. Is his spiritual power alive and metallic? Spiritual power can accelerate the advanced speed of spiritual power.

Practice is the best way to test whether a thing is feasible, and Wang Cang has always believed in this theory.

Without saying a word, Wang Cang directly poured his spiritual power into the magic bottle.

Feel the spiritual power injected by Wang Cang, and the five spirits seemed to be much more active, constantly crawling in the bottle, devouring sufficient spiritual power.

Wang Cang's consciousness completely covers the whole magic bottle for fear of missing every change.

Under normal circumstances, the spirit will not emit a little breath, but when advanced, the spirit will show a little breath.

Two hours later, Wang Cang stopped, because the spirit had stopped, as if he was full and no longer devouring Wang Cang's spiritual power.

Wang was a little depressed. In the process, there was no change in the spirit. He could be sure that except for the divine consciousness, he did not blink his eyes and kept staring at the spirit in the bottle.

Is it because the time is too short and the spiritual power of devouring is not enough, but Wang Cang can't feed them every day, so that Wang Cang will go crazy and keep injecting spiritual power into a bottle for two hours every day, which is a waste of time.

But is it because of metal spiritual power? It's not because of your own spiritual power. If it's metal spiritual power, it's much easier to do. Just find a metallic spiritual beast bag.

But what kind of spiritual power is it?

Please collect it!