Chapter Twenty-Seven: Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure, Nether Bead
After Tang Seng asked, the attributes of this thing appeared on the system panel in the next moment.
Demon Identification Rune: You can identify the original form of all monsters, no matter what kind of cultivation, as long as you use it on the target, the target will show its original form!
Tang Seng was stunned for a moment, and then frowned.
Demon Appreciation Rune, this thing sounds very powerful, isn't it actually just a demon mirror with a limited number of times? This has a fart use, with Sun Wukong, what monster can't see with his fiery eyes?
Tang Seng put this thing away a little speechlessly, took out the pitch-black beads he had just gotten, and looked at them carefully.
This bead is as black as ink, about the size of a whole palm, and Tang Seng didn't find out what this bead did after looking at it for a long time.
After a while, Tang Seng tentatively injected a trace of mana into it.
The moment the mana touched the black bead, the situation suddenly changed, and the originally pitch-black bead suddenly emitted a black light, and began to frantically absorb Tang Seng's mana.
"Not good!" Tang Seng was shocked, and hurriedly wanted to cut off the delivery of mana, but found that he couldn't control it, and his mana was like a flood of flooding, frantically pouring into the beads.
In just two or three seconds, Tang Seng felt that the mana of the Heavenly Immortal Realm in his body had been exhausted, but the speed of mana absorption did not tend to weaken at all.
It's a trend to suck him dry!
In desperation, Tang Seng hurriedly sacrificed the Chaos Bead and began to replenish the mana with the Chaos Bead, so that he could avoid the consequences of being sucked dry.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Sun Wukong, who was walking in front, found Tang Seng who had stopped, and couldn't help but turn around and ask.
"It's okay, you wait a minute!" Tang Seng was now busy dealing with the black bead, flawlessly ignoring Sun Wukong.
The black bead absorbed more and more mana, and the light emitted from its body became brighter and brighter, and at the same time, it also emitted a cold aura, as if it came from under the Nine Shadows.
After Tang Seng was sure that he was not in any danger, his eyes were a little hot when he looked at the beads.
It's an absolute treasure!
It took nearly a quarter of an hour for the black bead to stop absorbing mana, and at this point a white stream appeared on it, wandering aimlessly within the bead.
Tang Seng looked at the brilliant bead in his hand, thought for a moment, and injected his spiritual power into it.
The next moment, a stream of information rushed into Tang Seng's mind, shocking him beyond measure.
It turns out that this black bead is called the Netherworld Pearl, and it is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
The origin of this Netherworld Bead is very large, it is one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods born in the Hongmeng space when the chaos was not opened, the magic weapon of the Netherworld Ancestor, in the battle with Pangu, the Netherworld Ancestor fell, and this powerful Netherworld Bead was also knocked down by Pangu and turned into a high-grade acquired spirit treasure.
If you can let the Nether Bead absorb enough Nether Power and repair it with quasi-saint-level mana, the Nether Bead can completely restore the power of the original top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure!
Dominate the Netherworld and command all ghosts!
After learning this series of information, Tang Seng was excited, the top grade innate spirit treasure! Even the Great Luo Jin Immortal may not be able to have a treasure!
This wave is just a hair!
"It seems that we still have to do more good deeds, otherwise how could I encounter this kind of opportunity, this is really lucky!" Tang Seng couldn't help but shout.
"Master, what are you talking about?" Sun Wukong on the side was stunned, not understanding what Tang Seng meant.
Tang Seng shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay! By the way, do you know where there is a large amount of netherworld power?"
Hearing this, although Sun Wukong didn't know why Tang Seng asked this, he still replied: "Master, I have heard others talk about the power of the netherworld, it is said that under the eighteenth layer of hell in the underworld, there is an endless power of the netherworld. ”
"Under the eighteenth layer of hell?" Tang Seng frowned slightly.
"Yes, and it is said that the power of the Netherworld is extremely strange, and it can erode the immortal bodies of immortals, which is very dangerous, Master, why are you asking about this?" Sun Wukong said.
"It's okay, I'll just ask casually, then do you know what kind of cultivation can go to the eighteenth layer of hell without being eroded?" Tang Seng continued.
"This ...... I remember that it seems that after having the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal, he can use the power of the law to shield the erosion of the power of the netherworld, but this is only a short-term shield, and only the strong people who are quasi-saints can come and go freely in the power of the netherworld and will not be affected. Sun Wukong replied.
"I know, let's continue on the road!" Tang Seng nodded, thoughtfully, then put away the Netherworld Bead and rode forward on the white dragon horse.
It seems that the Nether Bead cannot be recovered in a short period of time, only when his cultivation is high, he will make a calculation to restore the Nether Bead to its previous level.
Once Tang Seng has a top-grade innate spirit treasure, his combat power can definitely be multiplied several times!
Before recovering, Tang Seng can only slowly refine it to recognize the master, after all, there are prohibitions in this spiritual treasure, although the current Netherworld Bead is only a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure, the number of prohibitions in it is no different from the high-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Nether beads are not rewarded by the system, so if Tang Seng wants to use them, he can only slowly refine the prohibition in them first.
Tang Seng retracted his mind, looked at the scenery in the distance, and recalled slightly, although the experience of Ying Choujian subduing the white dragon horse was a little different from the original book, but the general direction would not change.
After the catastrophe of the White Dragon Horse, it will be the turn of the Guanyin Zen Temple, and it is a coincidence that before on the West Sea, Tang Seng relied on his experience card of Da Luo Jin Xian Xiangliu, which can be regarded as slightly better than Guanyin, resulting in Guanyin
Negative qi left, and it didn't take long for him to go to the Guanyin Zen Monastery to make a big fuss!
That's right, it's a big fuss!
As early as in his previous life, Tang Seng saw that the abbot in this Guanyin Monastery was not pleasing to the eye, he looked like he was pretending to be forced, and he was still relying on the old and selling the old, which was extremely disgusting.
"Sister Guanyin, wait for me, I'm coming!" Tang Seng roared, then rode his horse and galloped forward.
Sun Wukong, who was following behind, was slightly stunned and muttered to himself: "Guanyin? Where is Guanyin? Oops, Master won't be going to find trouble with Guanyin Bodhisattva, right?"