Chapter 52: Fishing in Troubled Waters, Get It
Demon pills, in the first order, the second order of demon beasts are rare, only the second order of extremely powerful, or the third order of demon beasts and above, will often appear demon pills. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info But the beads are different. The probability of the appearance of the magic bead is one in ten thousand, and in the entire immortal cultivation world, there are only a few rumors about the magic bead in Liao Liao.
According to legend, the current demon beasts are all kinds of giant beasts in ancient times, and different races bred by big demons. Although the bloodline has been thinned to negligible. But it is also possible to inexplicably awaken some abilities and form magic beads in the body. It's not that the higher the strength, the easier it is for the demon beast to awaken, and there is no law to follow in the appearance of the magic bead.
It is not necessarily a very powerful talent spell that has been awakened, or it may be a very frivolous and insignificant ability. After all, in ancient times, not every demon beast was very powerful.
However, once you inherit an extremely powerful spell, with the improvement of the Awakened's cultivation, it is likely to have the great power to move mountains and seas.
"Grab the magic bead, grab the demon pill!"
At this time, the faces of the monks around him were in a state of frenzy, and they completely lost their minds. The legend about the Dharma Bead is distant and mysterious, and it has been passed down from mouth to mouth, and some people even think that once they get the Dharma Bead, they will immediately be able to cultivate to skyrocket, soar above the nine heavens, despise all sentient beings, and achieve the Jindan Avenue.
There are also some monks who are unheard of and don't even know what the beads are. However, seeing that the monks around him looked crazy, no matter how stupid a person was, he could know that it must be an extraordinary treasure.
Thousands of monks rushed down from the lake to compete for treasures, and the spectacle was breathtaking.
"Haha, I grabbed it, the magic bead is mine. A young monk rode the remaining white eagle, the fastest, and took the bead in his hand first, and in ecstasy, he went to catch the demon pill.
"Idiot. Lu Xiaotian said coldly, and before his words fell, dozens of spells hit the low-altitude white eagle. Before the White Eagle and the young monk who had been hit by various spells could make any defenses, they screamed and were blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the hordes of spells, and a large number of white eagle feathers fell from the sky.
Witnessing the tragic death of the young monk, Lu Xiaotian smiled bitterly, originally he went to the lake to naturally have some thoughts about the Fazhu. It's just that the monks around have fallen into an almost crazy situation, and almost whoever grabs it, as long as they can't get out immediately, will be besieged by the scattered cultivators around them.
Even the foundation building monks, in such a chaotic battle, did not dare to say that they could retreat with their whole body, and the crystal toad before was so powerful that it was also besieged to death. Not to mention that all the people present were Qi Refining Stage cultivators.
Thinking about this clearly, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but shake his head, maybe there is this magic bead, which is enough to join any sect. But though the treasure is good, you must have a life to take it. He didn't think he had the ability to take the orb away in plain sight. So Lu Xiaotian retreated and set his sights on the scattered spirit stones in the silt in the lake that had been ignored by everyone to a certain extent, as well as some spiritual objects. Lu Xiaotian excitedly harvested more than a dozen lower-grade water spirit stones, as well as four or five ice spirit stones. Fortunately, the water spirit stones are okay, he has some in the enchantment, but the three series of spirit stones of Ice Wind and Thunder are very scarce, and it should be useful in the future if they are kept.
"Zhiwu ore!" Lu Xiaotian put another piece of ore required in the Ancient Sword Sect's mission into the enchantment. I heard that it can be used to refine the magic weapon Childish Black Sword, and such a small piece is also worth a lot of money, at least worth hundreds of spirit stones.
Although he couldn't grab the best treasure, it was also good to be able to catch so much oil and water, Lu Xiaotian was quite content, even if it was refining the Qi Gathering Pill, it would take a lot of time to earn hundreds of spirit stones.
"Huh?" When Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to a water spirit stone, he was taken by another hand, and he glared at it, he was still an acquaintance, and Zhu Yinhua, the fat man he met before entering Mochizuki City, who peddled the rules of the fairy city to him, may have seen that his cultivation was much higher than him, and after Zhu Yinhua got the spirit stone, he immediately turned around and got into other places from the crowd, and he didn't even recognize him.
Lu Xiaotian smiled dumbly, this fat man is really treacherous, his body is so fat, his cultivation is not high, and he can drill around in the surging army of treasure hunters, which is also a kind of ability. A low-grade spirit stone, there is no serious conflict, and Lu Xiaotian is too lazy to care. It seems that in addition to the fanatical monks who snatched the demon pill and the magic bead, there is no shortage of people like him who are self-aware and look down for benefits.
At this time, there was already an extremely strong smell of blood at the bottom of the lake, and I don't know how many monks died in order to compete for the demon pill and the magic bead. Lu Xiaotian tried to avoid the whirlpool of fighting. Otherwise, with his cultivation, it would be very dangerous to be involved.
It's just that he is very careful, and sometimes the development of events is beyond the control of the individual. A fierce man with a fierce face jumped up and grabbed the magic bead in the air. Soon, however, more than a dozen wind blades shot over. The hand that was holding the magic bead was cut off by Qi Gen in an instant.
"Ah, my hand!" the fierce man screamed, but at this time, no one paid any attention to him, the loser in the scramble, and several other monks desperately tried to snatch the orb in their hands, but then dozens of spells blasted over. Several people shrank their necks and retreated temporarily unwillingly. There were corpses everywhere, stumps and broken arms, perhaps because there were too many dead people, and in a very short time, no one even caught the severed arm, so that the severed arm fell into the mud.
"Where is the Fazhu?"
"Whoever snatched the magic bead and handed it over, otherwise Lao Tzu will destroy you!" There was a commotion all around.
"Fazhu!" Lu Xiaotian suddenly breathlessed, and he had the intention to plant flowers and flowers, but he didn't expect that he didn't have the idea of fighting, but the Fazhu was within reach. The monks not far away were in a state of fuss because of the temporary disappearance of the Dharma Beads, and they were murderous.
Wealth is in danger, and he doesn't fight because the chance of losing his life is too high, but that doesn't mean he doesn't want to get the treasure. Lu Xiaotian put his heart sideways, since he sent it to his eyes, he didn't want to be a fool anymore, and he didn't take any risks in the immortal cultivation world. So without thinking, he grabbed the magic bead in the hand of the broken arm as fast as he could, and sent it to the enchantment.
"Damn, the magic bead is gone, which turtle grandson is hiding, hand it over quickly!"
The monk who couldn't see the magic bead was angry and anxious, and he fought for a long time, and most of his vitality was consumed, and in order to replenish the consumption, the spirit stone was also used a lot, and now he suddenly found that the treasure he was fighting for disappeared mysteriously.
"It must be some bastard who put the magic beads in the storage bag, look for them, find them one by one, and find them out one by one. Many people yelled in frustration.
"Master Liao, Master Hu, it seems that someone has already obtained the treasure, but I don't know who this person is, we have been busy for a few days, how can we return empty-handed?
The long-eyebrow old monster wiped the mud on his face, looking quite embarrassed, he is a monk in the late stage of qi refining, he usually doesn't take others in his eyes, even if he is not afraid of the dead Feipeng Laosuo, he didn't expect to make himself so embarrassed by competing for treasures in this lake, not to mention, he still hasn't found anything, and the long-eyebrow old monster will naturally not be reconciled.