Chapter 110 Heart Demon Invasion

Chapter 110 Heart Demon Invasion

Zhao Di held a black inch-sized bottle and an iron ruler magic weapon in his hand, and he looked a little gloomy.

He has seen these two items, both of which are commonly used by Xifeng.

The black vial is the artifact of the wind to collect the demon soul, and the iron ruler is the object he usually uses as a royal weapon to fly.

Now both of these things appear in the storage bag of the young master of the Magic Gate, which means that Xi Feng has fallen three years ago.

Zhao Di looked at it silently for a while, and finally sighed, put away these two things, and turned to check the jade slips.

He wants to carefully investigate whether the secret left by the rumored post-stage monk of the Five Linggen and the Ximen Sanren has been put in the bag by the young man of the Demon Sect.

But a cursory look at more than a dozen jade slips has nothing to do with it. Although he is very interested in the content of several jade slips, he is not in a hurry to read them carefully now.

Finding the treasure left by Simon Sanren is the most important thing for him at present.

It is also the five spiritual roots. There must be a secret that the Ximen Sanren can form a golden elixir and practice it to the later stage of the elixir.

Zhao Di felt that the secret might even be the same level as Qiankun Baoding! Otherwise, how can the waste material of the five spiritual roots be cultivated to such a high level!

And even if he has such an anti-sky existence as Qiankun Baoding, he has experienced a lot of life and death, and it is not easy to build a foundation and succeed, let alone Jiedan!

Thinking of this, the blood on his body seemed to boil! He can't wait to find this treasure that can make him make him elixir!

But looking around, where is the figure of a treasure? Can't he become a golden elixir in his whole life? This thought instantly made him extremely frustrated again.

Zhao Di only felt that there seemed to be a kind of hot and unbearable mood in his mind, which was rolling in waves, making his originally calm mood ** abnormal. For a while, he was extremely excited, and he couldn't help dancing. For a while, he sighed pessimistically and regretted for his inferior spiritual roots.

His mood at this moment is like the leaves that were originally floating on the surface of the lake of the ancient well. Suddenly, he encountered strong winds and waves, and he was beaten over and over again, up and down.

This sudden great contrast made him gradually show a crazy look. Suddenly, he roared like a beast in the mountain, not like a human voice!

Zhao Di was overjoyed and cried for a while, as if he had lost his intelligence. He not only threw the things on the ground everywhere, but also shook out the things in his storage bag one by one, and the whole hall was in a mess.

Suddenly, he held a piece of exquisitely carved jade in his hand, and a cool and comfortable meaning came from the beautiful jade, which had been deep into his consciousness. Zhao Di, who was confused, suddenly had a trace of sobriety.

"Heart demon invasion?" Zhao Di made a judgment on his situation. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, covered Meiyu with his hands, and sat on the spot.

After half an hour, Zhao Di's mood finally returned to his usual tranquility.

He looked carefully at the beautiful jade in his hand. Judging from the fluctuation of his spiritual power, it was just a lower magic weapon, which came from the Dragon Valley. At that time, Zhao Di could not recognize the origin of the beautiful jade. He put it into a storage bag without much attention. Just now, the beautiful jade almost saved his life!

Zhao Di's current knowledge is much richer than that in the Dragon Valley. He recognizes that there are several Buddhist Sanskrits engraved on this beautiful jade, which should be a Buddhist magic weapon.

Buddhism's skills are extensive and profound, and there is something unique in dealing with ghosts and demons. This beautiful jade is probably specially refined to resist the heart demons. No wonder at the critical moment, it can make Zhao Di have a trace of sobriety.

Why did the heart suddenly invade at this time? Zhao Di began to look for the reason.

Soon he turned his attention to the blood magic sword. Although the sword is gone, it still exudes a stench of blood. Not only that, the whole hall is full of this disgusting smell after a fierce fight just now.

"This blood magic sword is a little weird, hey! Even a rough imitation is so difficult to deal with. I don't know what the real ancient ten magic weapons will look like!" Zhao Di muttered. He took out a long jade box, put the blood magic sword in it, closed the jade box and pasted two forbidden charms, which made him feel relieved.

"My cultivation is still too low, and I was uneasy by the strong magic around me, and I almost went crazy!" Zhao Di laughed at himself.

He first heard the amazing news and was moved in his heart. Then he experienced a big war to kill the strong enemy and was in a high mood. But then he found the evidence of Xi Feng's fall, and his mood was inevitably depressed. He was so happy and sad in a short period of time, and the surrounding environment was full of strong magic. Many of them were sucked into his body and eroded some of his mind, so he was threatened by the invasion of the heart demon.

Although he can easily kill an ordinary late-building monk, he relies on puppets and blazing blades, and his own strength is very average! When encountering the invasion of the heart demon, he is no better than the ordinary monk in the early stage of foundation building.

In order to prevent more magic gas from entering the body and eroding his mind, Zhao Di simply arranged a defensive light mask to reject the magic gas emitted from the hall.

Zhao Di looked at all kinds of treasures on the ground, shook his head with a wry smile, and picked them up one by one.

As for the five-level turtle demon, after the blood was sucked up by the blood demon sword, there was only a thin empty shell left, and even the demon elixir was digested and invisible! Zhao Di couldn't help sighing at the hegemony of this imitation magic weapon!

Then he began to examine the hall carefully.

The hall is hundreds of feet wide and twenty or thirty feet high. It can be seen at a glance, and there are no special items. There are no things that Zhao Di wants to find most, such as jade slips, magic weapons and elixirs.

Except for some stone tables and chairs, I'm afraid there are only a few ashes everywhere.

Those ashes were formed when Zhao Di stimulated the power of the blazing blade. When the fire dragon swept by, the nearby wooden tables and chairs were ignited and burned. They were affected everywhere in the fight, here and there.

The hall is covered by some kind of very powerful prohibition, which is especially limited to divine consciousness. Zhao Di can only explore with divine knowledge within tens of thousands of feet of the hall, and divine knowledge cannot penetrate the walls, ground and roofs of the hall paved with white jade. This range is not as far away as the naked eye.

Because there was nothing else, Zhao Di could only check a stone chair and a stone table, but found nothing.

Zhao Di, who was not discouraged, didn't even let go of those thin ashes. He opened them one by one and still found nothing.

Is this really just an empty cave, and the Ximen Sanren had moved to another place before sitting?

Suddenly, Zhao Di thought of something. He took out a square jade plate several inches in size from the storage bag. This kind of jade plate was found in the storage bags of the three magic monks, and it was the blood and gas compass mentioned in the three people's speech!

Zhao Di heard the young master of the magic gate say that this compass can locate the bones of the Ximen Sanren, and ignore the ordinary prohibition!

Sure enough, there are red dots flashing on the compass, and they are in the center of the compass.

This obviously shows that the bones of the Simon Sanren are here. It should have been covered up by some clever mechanism.

Since he knew it was here, Zhao Di calmed down and carefully investigated every inch of the hall over and over again.

After repeated observation for a long time, Zhao Di finally saw a clue.

These tables and chairs were affected by fierce fighting. Most of them moved their positions or overturned to the ground, and the wooden ones even turned into ashes.

However, with Zhao Di's unforgettable memory, when he restored the original position of these tables and chairs in his mind, he found that only one stone chair had not changed at all.

Obviously, the key is on this stone chair.

He has checked before, and there is nothing wrong with the material of the stone chair. At this moment, under his full push, the stone chair turned out to be motionless.

Sure enough, the stone chair and the large piece of white jade on the ground are integrated.

Next, Zhao Di rudely sacrificed the general Mo Xie's double swords, slowly cut it, and chopped the stone chair together with the white jade ground below it, and finally revealed a magic plate about the size of a foot.

There are five holes on the magic plate, which seems to be the place where the spirit stone is inlaid.

Zhao Di really knows very little about this array. Even if he sees this magic plate, he doesn't know what kind of attribute of spiritual stone should be inlaid.

However, since this is carefully arranged by the Five Linggen monks, there are five holes, which are probably inlaid with one of the five elements of the spirit stone.

As for the order and position, the middle-level spirit stone or the low-level spirit stone, Zhao Di is completely unclear and can only try one by one.

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