Lin Xun felt that today's ink boss was very strange.

"What are you sighing, is it difficult to bathe this lump of cow dung? Looking at your expression, it's like cutting your wrists and feeding it blood. ”

was originally just a joke, but it got an unexpected response from Lin Xun.

"You're right, this thing is meant to drink blood."

As soon as Lu Qingming's words came out, Lin Xun frowned.

He'd heard of some strange things in the NPC camp, but he never thought that there were even such things that needed to be fed by drinking blood.

It's just anti-human.

"You take it, you need to water it with blood every day, the younger and stronger the blood, the better the effect."

Jin Bodhi was not originally in the shape of cow dung, but a piece of hard jade with edges and corners, which Lu Qingming found from a battlefield when he traveled in the early years, and was tempered and cultivated by the resentment and blood of the undead, and was born with a fierce aura.

Over the years, it has been enshrined on the altar and accepted the kneeling and belief of the disciples of the Lu family, and it has undergone several changes, but they are not good changes, but they are becoming more and more decadent.

It is rumored that there are three forms of golden Bodhi, one is liquid, the other is gold, stone and jade, and as for this third type, it is its most powerful form, gas.

If the golden bodhi can grow into a gaseous state, then its effect will also undergo earth-shaking changes, and it is said that it can be integrated into the body of the cultivator, improve the cultivator's physique, and have the effect of turning decay into magic.

It's a pity that even Lu Qingming can't find a way to make it vaporize, and he doesn't even know how to turn it back into gold, stone and jade.

Lu Qingming also used his own blood to water it, but his blood was rejected by Jin Bodhi, and he also used other people's blood to do experiments, and it turned out that the blood that can be accepted by Jin Bodhi is very rare, and it seems that the blood of a young man with extremely strong spiritual power is necessary to have an effect.

How many such young people can there be?

Even if the streets are all over the street, can a person of his identity Lu Qingming really go to arrest people to let blood and raise stones.

Due to various reasons, over the years, Jin Bodhi's aura has become weaker and weaker, and even began to shrink in size.

Drawing on the cultivation method of ghosts and gods, he also tried to get the Lu family's disciples to believe in it, but it also had some effect, but unfortunately, perhaps the disciples' intentions were not sincere, and the effect was minimal.

In desperation, Lu Qingming even thought about sending Jin Bodhi back to his birthplace to cultivate, but his current identity is not as good as that of the little mage when he was wandering, and many eyes were staring at him, and it was impossible for him to do that.

First, I am afraid of telling the truth, and second, I am also afraid that there will be changes in it.

When the time comes, if you completely lose this treasure, it will be worth the loss.

Listening to Mo Cangsang's explanation of the life experience of this Jin Bodhi, Lin Xun was silent.

Although this Jin Bodhi is not good, it is so powerful that it is a little perverted, not to mention anything else, just this function of storing aura, it is already very rebellious.

Reiki is invisible to ordinary players, but Lin Xun is different.

With the body of the Cloud Sun Sovereign, he could clearly see these small fragments of spiritual power floating in the air, and he also knew what effect these fragments of spiritual power would have on him.

In the battle with the mud pig boss that day, he had already realized the importance of spiritual power.

In this world, not every place is full of aura, like the battlefield where the aura is the thinnest, it is very difficult to gather aura, players can buy medicine through the mall krypton to replenish their spiritual power, but this thing is the same as survival value, the effect of making up more will be worse and worse, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Then again, the spiritual power value is a thing, and the sense of existence at this stage is really low.

How low? It's so low that players won't talk about it.

With the blessing of the game system, the initial spiritual power that players have is enough to put the skills they have learned one by one.

After this brainless loss of skills, the monsters that can be killed are already dead, and the monsters that can't be killed have also fought back, and there is no possibility of continuing to fight.

Players are now at a low level, and if they want to continue in this world, the important thing is not the spiritual value at all, but the survival value.

Of course, the SAN value is also important, but this thing is uncontrollable, and it doesn't matter whether it is heavy or not.

Vision determines everything, and when the player's level is higher, they may have a deeper understanding of the use of spiritual power.

"You are an NPC, and your strength level is already at this stage of epic, and those who follow you are also NPCs, so I think you will need this very much." Mo Cangsang said sincerely.

He genuinely wanted to help this down-and-out wastewood monarch.

Lin Xun also saw his sincerity.

"You're right." Lin Xun nodded.

Treating such a sincere person, Lin Xun will give him a minimum of respect.

That's right, that's right, but I, Lin Xun, don't have to borrow anyone's things.

It's easy to borrow favors, but it's not good to pay them back.

Lu Qingming played with the tea cup, smiling without saying a word.

There are many treasures in the country of disgust, but he only sent this thing over, obviously playing his own small abacus.

Jin Bodhi is a bloodthirsty monster, it is too safe to be disgusted with art, it is difficult to find an environment suitable for it to grow up, and it is not in line with the style of his Lu family to kill people and fill the corpse for such a dead thing, at this time, it coincides with the domestic war at the top of the clouds, and an opportunity like this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Lu Qingming will definitely not let it go easily.

Lending is a treasure that naturally involves risk, but risk often means opportunity.

Lu Qingming has been stuck at the peak of the disaster level for fifty years, even if he has obtained the ability to stay forever, he is still not satisfied.

If the strength level can't be improved again, then for him, sooner or later he will have to face death, which is something he is unwilling to face.

Jin Bodhi, I hope you don't let me down.

Monarch of the Cloud Sun, I hope you don't let me down either.

Lu Qingming looked at the two juniors in front of him with a smile, and thought so in his heart.

Don't look at Lu Qingming so young, in fact, he is already an old fox, an old fox like him naturally knows how to manage his own image, this help to Yunding Country is really a profitable business, no matter whether he is destroyed or not, the Lu family can get benefits.

It's just that he can't see through the attitude of the Cloud Peak Monarch now.

It stands to reason that with a master like him agreeing to assist, he should have already laughed badly, how could he be so calm as he is now.

Could it be that the army pressed the realm and frightened him.

"Little Brother Mo is right, my Lu family is a decent family, how can there be a reason not to save when you die. It's just that this golden Bodhi is too precious, and the old man has to babble a few more words, and please don't be too careful. ”。

Lin Xun waved his hand, looking indifferent.

"Oh, look at you, that's serious. Isn't it just a lump of cow dung, you are so reluctant, just take it home and continue to offer it. ”