Chapter 116 Yu Culture Tiger
The rotten muscle soul powder is originally a powerful poison. The formula is simple and easy to refine. In Yaowang Valley, a disciple with the cultivation of a three-grade pharmacist can refine it without much cost. It spread the notoriety of the Zhongtian continent, which was first created by its strong toxicity. It was only later that an inscription teacher specializing in ghosts appeared on the mainland, and the price soared because of the rotten muscles and the soul dispersed.
These ghost inscriptions only appear in the dark, vicious and invisible, and those who are in the middle will die. They seem to be demons walking on the edge of hell. If they are attacked by their ghosts, the injured part is only a fingernail-sized wound at the earliest, but they will be corroded by ghosts and constantly emit black evil spirits to infect the wound, making the blood black and rotten bones. In the end, the wound will become bigger and bigger, slowly devour the whole body, even the bones will be swallowed, and finally turn into black.
The most powerful thing is that ghost thoughts are like demons, which can lock the souls of monks, and finally scatter the souls of the injured monks, and together with flesh and bones, they turn into evil spirits and annihilate them.
Looking at the beating light, Grandpa continued, "... Once you are hurt by ghosts, you must be helpless, and you will experience a lot of torture and pain before you die. The ghost teacher is already like a plague on the mainland, which is frightening. This situation lasted for hundreds of years until one day, a martial artist who was injured by ghosts wanted to commit suicide because he couldn't stand the pain. It happened that he had a rotten muscle on his body, and he swallowed it without hesitation.
Yun Zheng asked, "The toxicity of rotten muscles is also so terrible. Isn't it painful?"
Grandpa God said, "Of course, it is very painful. After the rotten muscles and souls are swallowed, the blood veins and bones will turn into pus, and it will disappear within a moment. How can it not be painful? It's just that the pain comes violently and quickly, and it's over after a while. It's not like being hit by ghosts. It's too long to torture people to death first. Long pain is not as good as short pain, so the warrior chose to swallow poison and kill himself, but what he imagined did not happen. Instead, the muscles and bones infected by ghosts were dispersed by the rotten muscles and souls, and the two poisons were offset and actually resolved the ghost idea. After this disturbance, the rotten muscle and soul dispersed into a magic medicine.
"It's true that flowers don't bloom, and there is no intention to plant willows. It's right to fight poison with poison. It's not expensive to save a person's life and dissipate a million doses of rotting muscle. Yun Zheng said with emotion.
Grandpa nodded and said, "Yes, everything in the world is compatible with each other, and sometimes poison can cure diseases and save people. In fact, this medicine is not difficult to refine. The most important thing is the two herbs in it, rotten bone grass and scattered soul flowers. These two herbs are only in the Valley of Medicine King Valley. I heard that there is also a lot of them. However, as soon as the news came out that rotten muscles and soul powder can treat ghost thoughts came out, the King Valley of Medicine Valley is habitable, and the valley that produces rotten bone grass and scattered soul flowers is tightly sealed and locked. . The price of this medicine naturally turned upside down. The doctor should have had a fatal benevolent heart to save people, but he made the business of a profiteer, which is really hateful.
However, Yun Zheng has different ideas. He said, "The price of Yaowang Valley has caused the high price of rotting muscles to disperse, but at least there is still something to buy. If the Valley of Medicine continues to be opened, I'm afraid that these two spiritual herbs will have been illuminated by the famous martial artists. If this hope is over, it will be the real pain.
Grandpa nodded slightly, "I'm not as far as you think."
Yun Zheng said, "Grandpa, I have decided to buy this medicine for you. There are still five days before the next auction. You should practice and recuperate here. Don't go around and cause trouble, so as to avoid conflicts and cause ghosts and hidden injuries. If it's serious, I'm afraid that even magic medicine can't save you.
Grandpa Zheng nodded, "Yun boy, if you treat me like this, Grandpa won't treat you badly."
Yun Zheng didn't say much. He drove the old god to rest, talked to Han Yue for a while, and urged her to rest early. He returned to the room and lay ** but couldn't sleep. He turned over and sat down for a while. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he thought about the secret scroll of practicing a knife.
A knife is the secret of the cultivation of his inscriptions uploaded by the old god in the driving car. The foundation is similar to the "Jin Mingfu" of the Yuwen family, but there are very different opinions and methods in the specific application of inscription. It is very helpful for the inscription master's cultivation after reaching the realm of three-pin condensation. The class of "One Knife" is much higher than the secret volume "Jin Mingfu" of Yuwen's basic cultivation.
When Yun Zheng practiced a knife, he opened his wisdom and shrank the sky ruler. Time passed, and his spiritual power of three feet outside his body also became more and stronger. He took out the mind cone, a little bit in the air, and injected his spiritual power into the six-edric cone front. The mind cone trembled slightly, and a soft sound, and a white light came out, which actually reached half a foot long, more than double the magnification when he fought with the red tigers.
At this time, Ji Baoer's phantom appeared in his mind and said, "Kid, this secret scroll level of a knife should be at the lower level of Tongzi volume, but the potential for evolution and upgrading is very large. I see your inscription master's cultivation, from four grades and five steps, five-grade shadows, and six grades of ten feet, all depends on it. This old nerve is so generous to you. I will give you this big gift when we meet.
The secret volume of martial arts in Zhongtian Continent has a distinction of general, general, high, wonderful and unique five volumes. The general volume corresponds to one to three paragraphs or the cultivation of one to three grades by the inscription master, which is a low-level secret volume. The upper, middle and lower third-order secret volumes belong to the intermediate secret volumes, which correspond to the cultivation needs of four to six paragraphs. From the perspective of the inscriptionist, it corresponds to the cultivation needs of four to six grades.
Shen Nian Yi Dao belongs to the lower product of the Tongzi scroll. If you can rely on it to cultivate to the realm of six grades and ten feet, its room for upgrading and evolution is indeed not small. Of course, the value of this set of secret scrolls cannot be measured by ground crystals.
In fact, Yun Zheng really doesn't want to delay the benefits in martial arts because of the cultivation of inscriptions. He still understands the simple truth that he can't chew too much. However, to practice thunder and evil force, what is needed is a large amount of lightning and fire crystals and the corresponding thunder veins, and these two things are the least available at present.
There are many ground crystals with different attributes, but only lightning and fire crystals are used less and less. After the last time his power advanced to the second stage and one star, he has not swallowed the refining lightning fire crystals for some days. There are less than a hundred mid-level thunder and lightning crystals in his bag, and he still needs to keep them to make up for the consumption of sometimes battles. Before he finds the source of the successor, the gathering of thunder and evil will be suspended for a while.
After sending Hanyue to Yunhai Branch tomorrow, I will go to Tongtianfang City to see if I can buy some lightning crystals. Yun Zheng thought so and finally slowly fell asleep.
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The thick clouds cover the moonlight.
In the dark night, the autumn wind is bleak and the fallen leaves are falling.
At the end of a street in the vast northwest area of Liangzhou City, there is a very large mansion. The wide gates and courtyards, the tall and towering houses, and endless houses all show the luxurious and noble momentum of the owner. The bright lights that last all night are scattered in the courtyard surrounded by strange flowers, grass and ancient trees, highlighting the eternal luck of the owner and parents.
This is the main base residence of the Yuwen family in Liangzhou City, which has a thousand years of prosperity. The children of the Yuwen family are widely spread all over the world and have a pivotal influence in the inscription master, a group with great respect in the dynasty.
Ruoyunhai Shenyuan is the first university of inscription teachers recognized by dynasty officials. The Yuwen family is a huge door valve with deep roots. Its origin can be traced back to the time when the mainland was unified in the hands of the Dragon Wing Dynasty thousands of years ago.
If Yunhai Shenyuan is a newcomer cultivated by the dynasty to compete with the power of the Yuwen family, the history is only a hundred years, and the momentum of development is extremely rapid. It seems that it can suppress the Yuwen family, but when it comes to the breadth of the disciples, it is much worse.
The momentum of the Yuwen family in Liangzhou City is no less than that of the Liangwang Mansion in the middle of the main street.
This kind of precipitation is beyond the short-term reach of Yunhai Shenyuan, and it is far from other inscription sects on the mainland.
At this time, in a hall in the backyard of the Yuwen family, dozens of neat glazed lampshade on both sides are inlaid with expensive night crystals, shining white light, shining the whole hall like day.
On a sandalwood couch in the hall, there sat a thin old man in a black robe and sat straight on his waist pole. If he stood up, he would be half taller than ordinary people. His hair is dark, but his beard is a little white, his eyes are hanging with curtains, and he is sitting and meditating.
In the position of his eyebrows, there was a vertical light purple deep line. At this time, a golden halo silently flew out of the deep line, slowly covering his whole body, making him feel like being bathed in a golden fog.
The place around him was shrouded in golden fog, and the strong spiritual pressure was firmly controlled by him within the golden fog. Although it was not released, the ubiquitous powerful momentum contained in it was suffocating.
Strong spiritual power, ubiquitous invisible pressure, the old man in black who is sitting and meditating, with a domineering spirit of heaven and earth.
He is the Yuwen culture tiger, the second head of the Yuwen family, who is second only to the head of the family, Yuwen Xiangtian. He has the terrible power of the realm of eight-grade inscriptions. In the whole Yunyi Dynasty and the whole Zhongtian Continent, his strength will be in the top ten.
His strong strength is universally recognized. Being arranged by Yuwen Xiangtian to sit in Liangzhou City and guarding the millennium foundation of the Yuwen family can be said to be a heavy responsibility.
At the open door of the hall, there stood a young man about 20 years old quietly, with a tall figure, a brocade robe, a white face with clear edges and corners, deep eyes, and a sense of innate dignity and pride. But in front of the Yu culture tiger who is meditating and practicing, he still maintains enough respect and patience.