Chapter 42 Refining magic weapon "Where are they, what are their cultivation levels, and why are you targeting Daxia, Guhe, Longdu, Yizhou, and Qingsong? Are there any of your people?"
Fang Chen said calmly.
"If I tell you, will I survive?"
The old woman spoke with difficulty, her throat seemed to be smoking and it hurt like a knife.
"That's natural."
Fang Chen said.
"Hey hey hey..."
The old woman suddenly laughed in a low voice, her eyes full of cynicism: "Do you really think that Lao Shen will believe what you say? Not only will Lao Shen die, but even Lao Shen's tribe will not be able to escape the end of genocide.
No matter who you are, since you dare to attack our Blood Spirit Sect, just wait for death quietly. Our Blood Spirit Sect is so powerful that you can't imagine it! "
"Would you rather die than say anything?"
Fang Chen frowned slightly.
The old woman didn't say anything, she just stared, and a wisp of black blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Fang Chen stepped forward to check, and found that the woman had lost her life and had died.
"This Blood Spirit Sect is really not simple. It can make the people below so scared that they would rather commit suicide than reveal more information."
Fang Chen frowned and felt a little pity. This old woman obviously knew better, so it was a pity that she committed suicide.
In this case, he could only start from Qin Dong.
"Your Majesty, this guy is like a turtle, we can't kill him."
Huang Sihai and Tiema captured the third-level Qi Refining monk. They couldn't do anything to him, but he couldn't escape either, so he was carried to Fang Chen by the two of them.
"Your Excellency, I admit defeat this time and please let me live."
The monk glanced at the old woman's body, his heart trembled slightly, and he quickly begged Fang Chen for mercy.
"Iron Horse, give me your sword."
Fang Chen smiled lightly.
Tiema nodded slightly and handed the sword to Fang Chen.
After taking the sword, Fang Chen had a thought in his mind, and his spiritual power suddenly spurted out, condensing on the sword body, and then the sword pierced the monk's heart.
He looked down reluctantly, and then died.
Tiema and Huang Sihai were a little shocked.
"This person has a special magic weapon that can only be penetrated by spiritual power. Your inner energy is of little use in front of this kind of thing."
Fang Chen smiled.
Spiritual power……
The two of them looked at each other. Although their hearts were full of curiosity and confusion, they would not take the initiative to ask unless Fang Chen told them.
At this point, all four monks blocking the road were killed.
Fang Chen groped for a while on them, and finally got some spiritual stones and two magic weapons. The magic weapons were obtained from the old woman and the third-level Qi refining monk.
In addition, he also got a Taoist book from the old woman, which recorded in detail the practice method of fireball.
Fang Chen asked the two of them to dispose of the body, and then continued to get on the carriage and return to Kyoto.
In the car, Fang Chen counted the spirit stones. He now had more than 100 low-grade spirit stones.
Then he picked up two more magic weapons to inspect. The magic weapon on the old woman was a scarecrow, about the size of a palm, with abundant spiritual power, and five soul seals could be vaguely seen surrounding it.
"The five soul seals represent the fifth level of Qi refining magic weapon, which is estimated to be worth one to two hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
The other piece is a jade pendant with only three soul seals surrounding it.
Both magic weapons carry the aura of their previous owners, and Fang Chen cannot use them without refining them.
"Try it."
Fang Chen decided to try and see if he could erase the aura of their former owner.
An hour Chen's spiritual power was exhausted, but the scarecrow still had the aura of the old woman on him. He was not in a hurry and waited quietly for his spiritual power to return to its peak.
Sure enough, the exhausted spiritual energy quickly surged, not only returning to its peak, but also increasing by a few points.
Fang Chen continued to refine.
a day later.
The old woman's aura on the scarecrow completely disappeared, and was replaced by Fang Chen's aura, which had been refined by Fang Chen.
Another day later, the jade pendant was also refined by Fang Chen.
He first tried the power of the jade pendant. When the spiritual power surged into it, his body was immediately shrouded in a spiritual barrier. In this state, as long as his spiritual power was not exhausted, ordinary third- and fourth-level Qi refining people would not be able to injure him. It's not easy to get to him.
The reason why the previous third-level Qi Refiner was easily killed by Fang Chen was because his spiritual power was exhausted under the beatings of Tiema and Huang Sihai.
In a short period of time, this jade pendant can be regarded as a good transitional magic weapon.
"I don't know what the scarecrow is for..."
Fang Chen thought, and spiritual energy poured into the scarecrow. The next second, the scarecrow instantly transformed into a middle-aged man, half-kneeling in front of Fang Chen.
Fang Chen was slightly startled, and after taking a closer look, he immediately discovered that the appearance of the middle-aged man was the same as described by Aunt Wu and Master Lu.
"He has a good aura and possesses spiritual power, but he is not a monk, so he shouldn't be able to perform any Taoist magic. The methods he uses are probably the same as those of a martial artist, but his strength should be higher than that of a Dan Qi martial artist, and he may have reached the Earth Mysterious Realm."
Fang Chen looked the middle-aged man up and down, and then said to the two people driving the car outside: "Stop for a moment."
Tiema and Huang Sihai immediately stopped the carriage. When they saw a strange middle-aged man getting out of the carriage behind Fang Chen, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on their faces.
"You two spar with him."
Fang Chen smiled.
"The two of us?"
Huang Sihai was startled for a moment, then grinned and said: "Your Majesty, I can do it alone. His body can't withstand the tricks of me and Iron Horse."
"Then try it."
The corners of Fang Chen's mouth raised slightly.
A few breaths later, Huang Sihai was punched by the middle-aged man and flew ten feet away. He fell to the ground and was unable to get up for a long time. When he calmed down the surging energy and blood in his body, he looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief.
"Let's join forces."
Iron Horse's eyes narrowed slightly.
Huang Sihai stopped being pretentious now, and joined forces with Tiema to attack the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man's speed was extremely ghostly, and every punch and palm carried overwhelming power.
After about five or six moves, both of them were knocked away.
"Your Majesty, who is this?"
Huang Sihai and Tiema looked suspicious, and were secretly shocked.
When Fang Chen saw this, he removed his spiritual power in front of the two of them, and the middle-aged man instantly transformed into a scarecrow and flew into Fang Chen's hands.
The two of them were even more shocked. Thinking of the talisman given to them by Fang Chen, they were secretly shocked. In the past five years, their prince had actually developed such a miraculous method?
"This scarecrow is a magic weapon, its strength is higher than that of Dan Qi, and... he can deal with monks."
Fang Chen smiled lightly.
Like the previous situation where the two couldn't fight, the scarecrow solved it easily. After all, he also used spiritual power.
"Your Majesty, I once heard that there is a kind of person in the world whose skills are infinitely better than those of a martial artist, like a land god..."
The iron horse looked strange.
"Well, they follow a different path from martial artists. They practice the immortal way, so they are called monks."
Fang Chen nodded.
The two of them now completely understood that their prince had embarked on a completely different path, and they were not surprised but happy.
(End of this chapter)