Chapter 248: Yao Ding
As soon as the four mutant creatures landed, they immediately showed their might, each releasing their spiritual power, and swept towards the group of Chu clan descendants.
Monks below the seventh rank, unless they awaken their spiritual mutations or have a secret treasure to resist spiritual attacks, when facing spiritual attacks, they are like local chickens and tile dogs, and they will collapse at the first touch.
Seeing that these four mutant creatures had awakened their spiritual attacks, the head of the Chu clan, a middle-aged man with a dark complexion, immediately snorted and threw out a piece of green feathers from his hand.
The feather spun in mid-air and exploded, turning into a cyan air current, blocking the spiritual attacks of the four mutated creatures out of thin air. Immediately after, the cyan air flow split into more than a dozen streams, like a psychic, attached to each of the Chu clan's disciples.
Seeing the cyan feather explode, a look of regret flashed in the eyes of the dark-faced head of the Chu clan, and he exclaimed: "I have activated all the power of the green luan feather, which can ensure that everyone will not be attacked by the spirit within an hour." Everyone, follow me and rush out together!"
"Uncle Nine, now that their spiritual attacks are ineffective, they are equivalent to four ordinary mutant creatures, why should we escape? It is better to take the opportunity to kill them!" someone said unconvinced.
"That's right, how can just four mutated creatures be the opponent of a dozen of us?"
"Kill them and take revenge!"
"Shut up!" Uncle Twenty-two couldn't help but scream: "Listen to Brother Jiu, leave now!"
When the Chu clan disciples heard this, they all showed their expressions of indignation, but the next actions of the four mutant creatures made them swallow back the words they hadn't yet spoken.
The ancient claws under the belly of the golden little carp and the red crocodile emitted a brilliant light, and two huge claw shadows appeared, directly crushing the two unsuspecting Chu clan disciples.
The cyan calf moaned lowly, shook his head, and the cyan sharp horns on his forehead detached and turned into a streamer, directly piercing the chest of a Chu disciple.
The man looked incredulously at the bloody hole in his chest and fell to the ground on his back. 、
As for the black condor, the third eye on his forehead emitted a divine light, and he hit straight towards the twenty-second uncle. Uncle Twenty-two watched the three children being killed, and he was already full of anger.
At this time, seeing the divine light killing, he snorted coldly, turned his hand and took out a red fire feather, and slashed towards the black divine eagle in the air.
The fire feathers rose and flames rose, faintly forming a phoenix phantom. The phoenix phantom flapped its wings and slammed headlong into the divine light, knocking the divine light apart.
Immediately afterward, the phoenix phantom also disappeared into invisibility.
"Let's go!" Uncle Nine shouted, threw out a few rope darts, and rushed forward in the lead.
Seeing this, the rest of the people did not dare to say anything else, and rushed forward.
None of the people released the shuttle, and they knew that releasing the shuttle and running away in such a situation would be tantamount to looking for death. The shuttle's defense power couldn't withstand the casual blows of these mutated creatures. Anyway, you have to pull a distance from them and then let the shuttle run.
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As the morning sun slowly rose, Chu Ge put away the fist of the ape striking technique, felt the heat flow from the hundreds of limbs, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.
Urging the sun and moon in his eyes, looking at the little monk in the distance who was concentrating on meditation and chanting, Chu Ge smiled. The little monk was quite sensible, and as soon as he saw himself practicing, he immediately avoided it.
"Brother, don't read it, help!" Chu Ge greeted and took out a stone that he had found last night, preparing to chisel out a stone pot.
Although he had a full set of kitchen utensils in his empty cage bag, the pot was too small to be used to make spiritual liquid, so he had to use local materials to chisel out a usable stone pot.
Chu Ge planned to use his free time in the past few days to refine another spiritual liquid.
Now, the five internal organs of the mutated creatures are enough, but the other heavenly and earthly treasures necessary for refining the spiritual liquid have not yet been prepared, except for the heart spiritual liquid that has been refined, Chu Ge has only gathered the materials needed to refine the spleen spiritual liquid.
Digging the stone pot together with the little monk, Chu Ge began to follow the steps of refining the spiritual liquid, slowly yearning for the spleens of various creatures to be added to it.
"Amitabha, big brother, are you going to cook? Why don't you put spices?" the little monk touched his bald head and asked puzzled.
"Brother, you don't understand this, big brother, I'm refining medicine and developing an ancient elixir!" Chu Ge said mysteriously: "This thing is a secret that my master doesn't pass on, I think you are my brother who let you watch by the side." If it had been someone else, I would have kicked him eight feet away!"
"Refining ...... Alchemy?" The little monk swallowed his saliva, looked at Chu Ge with a strange face, and hesitated for a long time before saying: "But can't you refine medicine......?"
Looking at the rough big stone pot and the firewood under the pot, the little monk did not continue. How does this thing look like cooking......
"Hehe, the conditions are ......" Chu Ge said with some embarrassment: "But it's nothing, a real master, you can refine the elixir with anything!"
"Oh, so that's the case!" the little monk patted his head and said, "That's right, my master said that the alchemy techniques of some masters in ancient times were always eclectic. But look at this ......"
As he spoke, the little monk took out a bronze tripod more than one person high from the empty cage bag, and said, "This is what my master gave me, this medicine tripod has countless medicinal refineries, and the medicinal power has penetrated into the ding, and using it to refine medicine can improve the quality of the elixir."
Big brother, you're welcome, you can use it to refine medicine!"
"In that case, then you're welcome!"
Chu Ge nodded, poured the broth in the stone pot into the big ding, and was about to add firewood to the ding, when he was stopped by the little monk.
The little monk smiled shyly, took out a crimson bead, and skillfully placed it in a groove under the ding. Soon. The bronze pod turned red, and the broth inside was boiling.
Looking at the little monk's professional equipment, and then looking at the stone pot and firewood he used to refine medicine before, Chu Ge swallowed his saliva and silently opened the spiritual space.
"Elder official, why didn't you tell me that refining medicine is so important? I thought that refining medicine was similar to boiling soup. ”
When the old man heard this, he looked at Chu Ge with the eyes of a turtle and said, "Let me tell you, can you buy it?"
Do you know what that bronze medicine tripod is? It is a treasure made of aura metal that accompanies the medicinal herbs in the national realm, and a large amount of medicinal properties of the elixir are injected with special techniques, and it can only be formed after a long period of precipitation.
As for that fire bead, it is an immortal bone left by the Fenghou Realm, and if you sell it, you can't afford to buy these two things!
In addition, you can steal the fun, the spiritual liquid of cultivating the Yin and Yang Cleansing Method is strictly speaking, and it does not belong to some kind of elixir. Otherwise, with your level, you won't even want to refine a drop of spiritual liquid!"
After being stunned by the old man for a while, Chu Ge was silent, and turned his head to look at the little monk who was staring intently at Yaoding.
At this moment, Chu Ge deeply felt the gap between himself and the local tyrants......