Chapter Fifty-Eight: Blood Crystal

Along the way, Fang Mo also briefly checked the several storage bags that he had snatched from the four disciples of the Tianlan Sect, and he didn't look at many strange things carefully, but took out all the things like flying swords first. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The most important thing in the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period is the cultivation of the foundation, and the most used magic weapons are still flying swords and other magic weapons, which are simple and convenient to use, because these flying swords are not unique, Fang Mo just played a few magic decisions at will, and then refined these flying swords, and when the divine consciousness is attached to them, they can command at will, which is more dexterous and convenient than the exorcism technique.

Suddenly remembering the scene where Zhao Bin stepped on the flying sword and ran away before, Fang Mo slapped the storage bag, took out the wind spirit sword and stepped on it under his feet, and in a flash of thought, with a "brush" sound, his body quickly disappeared, he was shocked in his heart, and almost fell off the flying sword.

After half an hour of practice, Fang Mo was gradually able to control it, and at full speed, it was several times faster than the Wind Walking Technique, but in the same way, the aura to be consumed was also increased exponentially.

After a short time, a vast and boundless dense forest gradually appeared in front of him, and there were towering trees dozens of zhang high everywhere, after Fang Mo entered the forest, the Wind Spirit Sword was retracted and fell to the ground lightly.

"It's out of the barren land, this dense forest must be the second layer area......" Fang Mo's eyes showed caution, this place was no longer lifeless like the barren land before, but full of crises, and even more ferocious demon beasts.

After walking forward with a stick of incense, Fang Mo had already gone deep into the dense forest, and suddenly his heart moved, and he looked at a seemingly ordinary grass under the big tree on the left.

This grass is green, but there are pale golden stripes on the edge, and it faintly exudes an attractive fragrance, Fang Mo patted the storage bag and took out a quaint book, with the words "Drug Baijie" written on it.

In fact, there were three identical books in Fang Mo's storage bag, all of which belonged to those disciples of the Tianlan Sect, and the rest of the sects were also prepared, knowing that there were countless heavenly and earthly treasures in the ancestral land of the Heavenly Stepping Sect, so they distributed such books to the disciples below, in case they missed any cherished elixirs.

Fang Mo had also taken a cursory look at it before, what was recorded in this book were some treasured resources in the cultivation realm, which were divided into miscellaneous categories, in addition to recording some elixirs, there were also some minerals needed to refine magic weapons.

Fang Mo opened the book page by page, and after a while, his fingers paused, and the pages stopped turning, and there was a pattern on the current page, exactly the same as the grass in front of him, and below was a line of introduction.

"Golden silk grass, like a weed, surrounded by golden silk on the leaves, can be used as several elixir auxiliaries, worth about three hundred spirit stones......" When Fang Mo muttered, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but be a little happy, just this one herb was comparable to three hundred spirit stones, which made him quite satisfied.

Then he patted the storage bag, took out a jade box, and a flying sword appeared between the flips of his other hand, carefully digging out the golden silk grass and a piece of soil below, sealing it in the jade box, and then putting it into the storage bag.

After that, he swept his eyes around as he walked forward, carefully examining and searching, and collected three golden silk grasses in a row, as well as some other elixirs.

"Smoked Spirit Flower, worth two hundred spirit stones......"

"Maple Leaf Orchid, worth four hundred spirit stones......"

"Red Lotus Vine, worth eight hundred spirit stones......"

In less than an hour, Fang Mo harvested more than ten elixirs, worth four or five thousand spirit stones, Fang Mo was quite excited in his heart, but soon he suppressed this excitement again.

Although there are many elixirs here, in this ancestral land, the real treasure is not these elixirs, after all, time is limited, and it is still necessary to obtain a hundred blood crystals as soon as possible.

In this way, Fang Mo no longer wasted time, and galloped towards the depths of the dense forest, if he encountered an elixir, he immediately stopped and collected it, and did not stop nearby to search, but continued to hurry.

But even so, when two hours had passed, Fang Mo had still obtained more than twenty various spirit herbs and elixirs, worth tens of thousands.

"Treasure land! This is really a treasure land!" Fang Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to take away the entire dense forest, but because of time, he couldn't search here, and his heart was extremely painful.

At this moment, there was a sudden "whoosh", a thick turquoise "rattan" shot towards Fang Mo, the speed was so fast that it was approaching in the blink of an eye, Fang Mo's eyes flashed, he raised his hand and grabbed the "rattan", and pulled it outward, with a bang, a series of turquoise things were pulled down.

Fang Mo looked closely, what kind of rattan was caught by him, it was clearly a snake head, and the series of things that were pulled down by him behind were snake body and snake tail.

"Shhhh

The snake's head opened its mouth, and a fishy green mist erupted from its mouth, Fang Mo couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, and hurriedly cultivated to operate, only then did he feel better, and suddenly a snake letter like a sharp sword stabbed towards his throat again.

Fang Mo snorted coldly, reached out with his left hand, grabbed the snake letter in his hand, and with a movement of his heart, his hands were immediately surrounded by a layer of flames, and in the blink of an eye, the snake was burned into charcoal.

This snake demon beast that was more than a zhang long, in Fang Mo's feelings, its aura was only equivalent to a monk of about four layers of condensing qi, but it almost made him go, he couldn't help but tighten his mind and be more careful.

"The blood crystal is the ...... taken from the body of the demon beast"

Fang Mo took out the flying sword and slashed the snake into pieces, but the result made him quite disappointed, there was no blood crystal, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly his mind moved, and he launched the Great Law of Soul Grabbing.

A trace of spiritual energy floated out from the snake corpse, slowly integrated into Fang Mo's body, and finally flowed into his golden dantian, which was gradually assimilated into gold.

His eyes lit up, he didn't expect it to really work, although the aura of this beast was only equivalent to that of a monk at the fourth level of condensation, and with his Soul Snatching Dafa, he could only absorb thirty percent of the aura, but it was better than nothing.

When he felt that it was difficult to absorb it anymore, Fang Mo stopped lingering and continued on the road.

A day later, Fang Mo's figure swept between the trees, and above his head were seven or eight eagle-like demon beasts, their claws were extremely sharp, and between the flapping of their wings, one after another wind blades shot out.

Fang Mo's moving body suddenly rose vertically, and when he dodged those wind blades, his body was already as high as those eagle-like demon beasts, and under the wave of his hands, dozens of wind blades swept away, cutting those seven or eight demon beasts into pieces in a blink of an eye.

Fang Mo's body landed steadily on the ground, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief, he put down his expression and looked up at the sky with a solemn expression, at this moment, a shadow shrouded him, it was a giant eagle beast, its wings spread out and more than ten zhang long.

"Wow!" As the sound of the eagle's cry sounded, the giant eagle beast swooped down, its wings were like sharp sluices, and the surrounding trees were cut off in unison, and at the same time, a large piece of wind blades swept towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo's expression was solemn, his hands were closed, and then he pulled outward, and dozens of wind blades also flew out, he didn't stop, and so on, in one breath, he continuously cast hundreds of wind blades, which collided with the wind blades cast by the giant eagle, canceling each other out.

"Drink!"

Fang Mo took a deep breath and jumped up suddenly, dodging the giant eagle's dive, at the same time, he slapped the storage bag, and immediately seven flying swords appeared, with a terrible whistling sound, and passed through the giant eagle's body one after another.

With a loud bang, the eagle's body fell to the ground, kicking up a puff of smoke.

After Fang Mo's feet landed, the Spirit Snatching Dafa was suddenly cast, and in just an instant, it was like a strong wind blowing, and the aura emitted by this giant eagle, along with the seven or eight eagle beasts that had died before, was absorbed into Fang Mo's body one after another.

Although the aura of this giant eagle was only equivalent to that of a seventh-layer Qi Condensation monk, with its ferocious characteristics, its strength was far superior to that of the two Tianlan Sect seventh-layer Qi Condensation disciples who had died in Fang Mo's hands before.

With Fang Mo's current cultivation at the sixth layer of condensation, relying on the purity and strength of the spiritual energy in his body that far surpassed that of a monk of the same level, even if he didn't use the Wind Spirit Sword, he could fight with the eighth layer of Qi Condensation, and even if the Wind Spirit Sword was used just right, it could be easily strangled below the eighth layer of condensation.

But if you blindly use the Wind Spirit Sword, that kind of fighting method is too monotonous, just stand still and swing the sword directly, but with this sword alone, I am afraid that it will be difficult to control the opponent of the ninth layer of condensation, and it is even very likely that the opponent will catch the flaw.

Therefore, when Fang Mo faced the previous group of demon beasts, he did not use the Wind Spirit Sword, but relied on his own strength, combining the use of spells and magic weapons, so as to increase his combat experience.

Under the Great Law of Soul Grabbing, the slightest spiritual energy was poured into his body, and suddenly, his heart moved, this giant eagle is equivalent to a monk of the seventh layer of condensing qi, but the spiritual energy absorbed after death is only a little bit, he frowned, and quickly broke the giant eagle with a flying sword, and finally took off a blood-red crystal the size of a thumb from the head of this giant eagle.

There was still a trace of blood on this crystal, but it had a faint and attractive fragrance, which made Fang Mo feel comfortable.

"It is recorded in the Qi Condensation Decision that there is a demon pill in the body of the demon beast, which is the essence of the whole body of the demon beast, containing the aura of heaven and earth, and can be swallowed as an elixir. Fang Mo's eyes showed thought, and he muttered: "This ancestral land is strange, the demon beasts contain not demon pills, but blood crystals, but it seems that not all demon beasts have blood crystals......

Fang Mo put away the blood crystal, shook his body, and continued to move forward......

Five days passed, Fang Mo killed more than a dozen demon beasts, during which he discovered a rule, demon beasts below the seventh layer of condensation could not produce blood crystals, and the demon beasts of the seventh layer of condensation had a certain chance of containing blood crystals, and as for the demon beasts of the eighth layer of condensing qi, the probability was slightly greater.

In other words, it is only possible to obtain blood crystals by killing demon beasts above the seventh layer of condensation qi, and this place is full of dangers, not all demon beasts are infested alone, and there are many powerful demon beasts whose breath is equivalent to that of a ninth-layer monk of condensation, and if you want to obtain a hundred blood crystals, the difficulty and danger can be imagined.