Chapter 475 Bad News
Chapter 275 Bad News
Chapter 275 Bad News
Zhao Di sat cross-legged in the quiet room, counting the harvest brought to him by this short trip.
Seven or eight bloodè small bottles are full of Leifeng jīng blood. Among the jīng blood from Xiaoleifeng and ten-level Leifeng, the Tianfeng bloodline is the thickest. So much jīng blood should be enough for him to extract a wisp of thunder Tianfeng spiritual blood.
And the phoenix thunder fruit, which is also from the Leifeng family, if it is used to refine the treasure and integrate into the thunder sword, one of the mixed swords of the nine palaces, it must be a great improvement for this sword.
The use of these two treasures is very clear. Zhao Di's sleeve robe is rolled, and the glow flies over. These treasures are put aside and replaced by pieces of ice wrapped in blood and corpses.
These are the blood of the ice Canglin, two halves of the body, and several fragmented ice blade-like wings.
Zhao Di grabbed it with five fingers, and a purple è palm appeared, grabbing the first half of Canglin's body in front of Zhao Di.
Zhao Di stared at the transparent horn on the head of the corpse and nodded with satisfaction. Then he stretched out his right index finger and slightly mobilized the sword spirit in his body. At the end of the finger, a purple è sword light with a foot long immediately appeared.
Zhao Di stretched out his finger and circled the root of the transparent lint, which was then completely cut down and ingested by Zhao Di's hand.
This corner is hard, very suitable for refiners, and it is also a pure ice material. With this corner and the snow crystal silk extracted by the fiber fairy for him, it can be refined into the ice sword of ten thousand years of ice yù as the main material, which can make this ice flying sword in the Jiugong mixed sword also rise to a level
Especially in the hidden magic power, this sword is not small, which will add a new change to the whole nine palaces mixed sword array.
As for those feathers, each feather is like a natural ice blade, thin and sharp, which is most suitable for refining a large number of sets of flying blade magic weapons.
For other great monks, as long as they can have such a set of ice blade magic weapons, they will be cherished as if they are the most precious. However, Zhao Di's treasures are enough. Although this set of magic weapons is sharp, he doesn't like it and is not worth cultivating as a magic weapon.
So Zhao Di waved his sleeve robe. After Bai Xia flashed by, these feathers were put into the storage bracelet and will not be dealt with for the time being.
Zhao Di opened his mouth and spit out a mass of purple è flames, and rolled up to the half of the body. The purple fire flashed, and the ice on the body was immediately melted away.
At the same time, he clasped his hand at the purple, who held half of Canglin's corpse tightly in his hand. The purple hand clenched hard, and suddenly a large amount of blood flowed out of the fingers, condensing a mass under the vertical of Zhao Di, forming an expanding blood cell, rotating in mid-air.
Then, Zhao Diru concocted and squeezed out the blood of the other half of the body, forming a blood cell about the size of a foot in mid-air.
The surface of this blood cell is actually a trace of white è the cold air is coming out, which obviously contains the cold power of power.
Zhao Di took out several yù bottles made of thousand-year-old ice yù and put the blood into the bottle.
After doing this, Zhao Di carefully looked at the body of Canglin and found that there was still a small amount of blood that could not be squeezed out. So he turned to the real fire of Hunyuan, which turned into a ball of flowing water and immersed it in the corpse of Canglin. Under the indulgence of Zhao's divine consciousness, he took out the remaining blood little by little.
In addition, Zhao Di also took out Cang Lin's spiritual bones one by one, cut them all with sword gas, and then squeezed out the blood in the bone marrow with the mixed real fire.
Although there is very little blood in the bone marrow, and all of it is just a walnut-sized ball, the unicorn blood contained in it is extremely thick, and the cold power is also amazing, far better than the ordinary blood squeezed out by purple hands.
After Zhao Di's "squeezing", Cang Lin's body was completely useless, and then he was cremated into ashes by Zhao Di.
Zhao Di was preparing to deal with these jīng blood. Using the method taught by the mixed Yuanzi, he condensed and purified the true blood of the unicorn in it and removed the impurities one by one. However, at this time, Zhao Di's face suddenly changed slightly. He felt that a treasure in the storage bracelet had changed.
Zhao Di collected the blood and immediately wiped it gently on the storage bracelet. After Bai Xia flashed, Zhao Di had an extra ultra-long-distance transmission note in his hand.
This note is the communication treasure left by him and the Mingyue Fairy of the monks of the Huashen period. If it hadn't happened to the top priority in this world, how could the monks of the Huashen period use this thing!
At this time, there was information coming, and Zhao Di was even more concerned about it, because it was almost the set time for the Kongwen master and the snow ape Taoist friend to fly up.
Zhao Di pinched the charm and turned into a little inspiration. At the same time, an nv voice like Yinggeyan came from his ear, but his tone was very heavy:
"Zhao Daoyou! Today, my concubine and Li Daoyou sent Master Kongwen and Snow Ape Daoyou to the spiritual world. However, the two Taoist friends extinguished the Yuanshen lamp one after another in less than a crack after entering the space crack. I'm afraid they have fallen!"
It's really information related to the two people's soaring, but it's bad news!
Zhao Di's heart sank and fell into long thoughts.
A short incense time is unlikely to reach the spiritual world, so the extinguishing of the yuan god lamp mostly means the fall of the two people. With the sevenè Sanskrit magic power of Master Kongwen, which can be called the most powerful defensive means in this world, has not been able to resist the space storm and other dangers when it is soaring. Isn't the monks in this world without the hope of the soaring spiritual world!
Although Zhao Di has the five elements umbrella, a good defensive spiritual treasure in his hand, as well as the mixed fire that can be attacked and prevented with infinite changes, he thinks that it is at most the same strength as the empty master's spiritual treasure colorful Buddha beads and sevenè Sanskrit light power. If the Kongwen master and the first magic snow a I can't support a column of incense yet. If it were Zhao Di, I'm afraid the result would be the same!
Zhao Di, who was originally full of confidence and wanted to impact the bottleneck of God, was speechless for a long time after hearing the bad news.
Even if it turns into a god, if it can't fly up and live for more than a thousand years, it will still inevitably turn into a pile of loess, and everything will become a bubble of void.
The space cracks in the Sky City seem to be extremely dangerous. It is not the best strategy to fly through here.
But it is impossible to build a psychic channel to reduce the danger of space storms. Many of the materials needed to build a psychic channel are not in this world at all, and it is not easy to complete even in the spiritual world.
As for the method of cultivating to the great perfection of the late Huashen period, rushing to the ninefold sky, causing the rejection of the law of heaven and earth in this world with its own cultivation, and sending it into the spiritual world by itself is of course the most ideal normal way to soar, but it is impossible to do it with the resources of this
Even if there is plenty of aura in the Tongtian Tower, after all, there is no other elixir materials, treasures and other means to assist. In the Huashen period, this cultivation only relies on meditation, breathing and spitting the surrounding aura to practice. At most, it can be cultivated to the peak of the early stage of Huatian. Without Within this, we will advance to the later stage of the god and cultivate to the realm of great perfection.
All kinds of methods of soaring to the spiritual world seem to have no chance at all. Could it be said that the monks in this world were eventually abandoned by the upper world and became a dead world that could not soar!
Zhao Di read this and couldn't help sighing.
The long road to immortality is in danger. Since he entered the world of immortals, in the hundreds of years, he has experienced many difficulties of life and death, how many times he has escaped from death, and how many opportunities he has gained before he has come to the point where he is about to hit the realm of becoming a god again. However, the road in the future seems to have cut off hope.
At this time, Zhao Di experienced the plight of the human monks on the Cangfeng grassland. He clearly knew that there was a higher realm of immortal cultivation after the elixir, but he was afraid of the slaughter of the demon clan and did not dare to continue to practice. The long fairy road was cut off at the threshold of the Yuanying period.
And Zhao Di was the same at this time. He clearly knew that there was a spiritual world above this world, and there was a refining, a combination, and even a Mahayana period above the gods. However, because he could not fly up, a fairy road that was originally extremely rugged and bumpy was actually cut off his future and his hope.
Thinking of Cangfeng Grassland, Zhao Di suddenly remembered the magic world channel there and what Hmong Yuanzi said at that time.
It seems that most of the mixed yuan had already expected the space cracks in the sky city, which was extremely dangerous and not suitable for the soaring spiritual world, so he left the beckon of the socension demon world.
Hampan Yuanzi is right. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he dares not give up.
Cultivate immortals is originally to act against the sky and fight for life with the sky. The hope has always been very slim. Even if there is only a little hope to continue to cultivate immortals, Zhao Di will not let it go, and will do his best.
"Perhaps in the past thousand years, there are other changes in this world, which can find the way to the spiritual world. Even if not, I can re-cultivize magic skills, fly up to the demon world, and find opportunities to return to the spiritual world. Even if I can't return to the spiritual world, but must embark on the road of no return, I will continue to practice the road!"
"People, demons, ghosts, demons, all things are born with a fairy road! As long as you can build a road, what does it matter if you are a man or a demon!"
"People are not necessarily more noble than demons; demons are not necessarily more despicable than people! Right and wrong are twists and turns, only in my heart. Only immortality is the way for me to pursue eternal life! As for whether it is the human skill or the demon secret skill, what's the difference!"
Zhao Di's mind had made up his mind, so he adjusted his breath and meditated quietly for a few days.
After the state of mind calmed down and the waves were calm, Zhao Di took out the blood of Canglin and began to purify the blood of the ice unicorn.
Zhao Di opened his mouth and sprayed, and the golden è unicorn-like spirit flashed, and it was Jin Lin's sword that flew out.
Borrowing the unicorn breath of this sword, there are some unexpected benefits for purifying spiritual blood.
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