The method of blood oath is very vicious, and its way of controlling people can be described as incredible, but it is not difficult to understand, you only need to memorize the mantra to perform.

Lin Yi studied the secret method of the blood oath several times, but still couldn't find a way to crack it. Unless it is to recover the essence and blood that has been sacrificed, otherwise, the life of the person who is subject to it will always exist in the thoughts of the enemy. I don't know where the Black Mountain Sect got these things, its exercises and various secret techniques, are all weird!

I wanted to ask Lao Long for advice on this, but Lin Yi thought about it and gave up. I can't hide everything I do, if he has the intention of teaching, why do he need to do it himself!

Putting away the jade slip with the secret technique of blood oath, Lin Yi opened the wooden box.

The only stinger on the beast's body is refined into magic weapons and spiritual weapons, which are the damage of the Yin people. According to the classics of the Great Xia Immortal Gate, this beast is no more than three feet large, and it is stored in the deep mountains and dense forests, and it is not seen, but the strong one among them has the cultivation of building a foundation. And the most vicious and deadly thing on this beast is this stinger, which is extremely rare. I don't know who got such a thing by luck, and instead of keeping it for his own use, he used it in the fairy fang in exchange for spirit stones.

One hundred spirit stones? I heard the Qi cultivator mention it before, and the price of this stinger is one hundred spirit stones. Could it be that all the things in Xianfang are cheap and good?

Lin Yiyi flicked his finger, and the dark yellow mangs flew out of the wooden box. Then, a tiny wisp of Dan Fire flew out from his fingertips, and he was about to wrap it up. In a few moments, a series of refining techniques were struck, and the seven-inch-long stinger slowly melted.

Since I have learned the art of refining, the magic weapons, spiritual weapons, or magic weapons that I have refined by hand are all rough and exquisite. At the moment, refining this root was caused by a whim, and Lin Yi didn't think that he could refine any exquisite treasures.

Seven inches, like a needle, like a dagger, and like a sharp arrow.

Xu is thought of something, as Lin Yi's hand moved, the appearance of Yu Mang's stinger was gone, and the dark yellow color was also gone, inexplicably turning into a seven-inch-long arrow-shaped needle, which flashed with a strange red light.

After receiving the Danhuo, a drop of essence blood bounced over, and the thin needle hanging in front of Lin Yi disappeared. His fingers were a little bit more, and a faint red light flashed, and a sharp needle burst out, and flew around the cave with a force that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Looking at the very delicate needle, Lin Yi pursed his lips. Secretly, what is this? Several times the refining weapon is like this, there are no rules, you can do what you want, and the things that are finally refined are a little inexplicable. However, it's not bad!

"Lin boy, what are you refining?" When he encountered something curious, or was in good spirits, the old dragon would always say a few words. It's just that the untimely voice is as embarrassing as it is.

"Hehe! my method of refining weapons is really unsightly...... as if someone had exposed his shortcomings, Lin Yi said with a smile.

"Misdemeanor!" the old dragon was a little dissatisfied, and said: "This is an ordinary stinger, after you refine it, it is even more vicious!"

Lin Yi laughed dryly again, and put on an attitude of being humbly taught. The old dragon continued: "Conceal and hide, fast and windless, it is impossible to guard against sneak attacks, ordinary Jindan monks are afraid that they can't hide from your poisonous hands......!

"I ......" Lin stammered, slandering. I'm just refining indiscriminately, how can I have such a mind? The old dragon changed his tone and said, "The so-called law has no fixed law, and water has no permanent form. Don't follow the rules, don't be vulgar, such refining is the reason for returning to the purity, the avenue is better than yes! Lin boy, you are not bad......

After hesitating, Lin Yina said: "It's really rare to hear the praise of the old dragon...... before his words fell, the old dragon snorted: "I just praise you every day, and I have a fart! In front of the Yuanying monk, even if you have ten stingers, it is all in vain!"

No matter what the old dragon says, it is so natural, but it makes people unable to refute. In desperation, Lin Yi had to reach out and recall Yu Mang. The seven-inch-long needle hung above the palm of his hand, and in the dark red color, there was a bloodthirsty aura, which made people palpitate.

"Thank you for your advice! Lao Long's cultivation back then must have reached an unattainable realm, you might as well say it, so that the kid can worship ......" put away the mang, and Lin Yi became humble. The realm of cultivation in the "Cave True Sutra" makes people fascinated, but there is no way to know the end. For this reason, he has always been obsessed. If the old dragon can explain a thing or two, it will be a blessing!

"Stinky boy, isn't it a joke old dragon?" someone roared, Lin Yi's heart was stunned, and he was busy silent! The old dragon was already in such a situation, and it was a little inappropriate to talk about old things instead of mentioning old things!

Seeing that Lin Yi was silent, the old dragon scolded unrelentingly: "There is a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and you are a passerby! You take care of your feet, don't fall to your death!"

The old dragon's words are ugly, and there is always a reason for him! Lin Yi is not a person who uses strong words, he just wants to have a clear ear, so he hurriedly got up and said to himself: "Hehe! I'll go to Xianfang for a walk......

......

On both sides of a bluestone street are more than a dozen shops, which are places to buy and sell pills, talismans and utensils. In addition, there is an inn at the end of the street, which doubles as a restaurant. Together with the dozens of homes not far from the street, this is a small market town, but most of the people come and go, monks. And those people of the Feng family are helping to take care of the shop and live their mortal life.

After following a path down the mountain for about two hundred zhang, Lin Yi came to the immortal square in the Thundering Valley. Seeing that there was someone bargaining in the shop in front of him, he walked over.

This is an elixir shop, and you can smell the faint scent of herbs from a few steps away.

The shopkeeper is a mortal, in his fifties, with a smile on his face, but he is holding the Dan bottle in his hand and not letting go. Instead of shouting loudly, it was a man in his thirties, with a fifth-level cultivation of Qi training, who was pointing at the other party and complaining: "Qi Gathering Pill dares to sell ten spirit stones for one, you old man has a black heart......"

"Hehe! Nowadays, there are not many people who can refine the Qi Gathering Pill, and there are even fewer who can refine the best Qi Gathering Pill! This immortal chief, what is the use of the spirit stone? If there is no cultivation, everything is in vain......" The shopkeeper refused to give in to the price, and also made a deceptive speech, and did not forget to kindly remind: "If there is a good herb, it can also be used as a price......

"I don't have any medicinal herbs, I only have eight spirit stones...... the man said a little dejectedly, "This is still the belongings I have accumulated for half a year......

The shopkeeper's smile remained the same, but he put away the Dan bottle and put on a helpless look. He rolled his eyes and beckoned to Lin Yi, "This immortal chief wants an elixir......

Lin Yi shook his head, crossed the door, and walked forward by himself. The shopkeeper behind him was still shouting: "The Qi Gathering Pill is rare, and the opportunity must not be missed......"

With his hands behind his back, Lin Yi walked forward slowly. Seeing that embarrassed man, he remembered the situation at the beginning of his cultivation. In comparison, I was even more shabby at that time.

Everyone wants to improve their cultivation, but every step forward, it is as difficult as sailing against the current. In addition to painstaking cultivation, it is inseparable from pills and various opportunities, as well as countless ditches and bumps.

If there is no guidance from the old dragon, and there is no spiritual vein under Tianji Peak, it would be a fool's dream to want to have the cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan now. Just imagine, a hundred years ago, Patriarch Jindan was an unattainable place for him, but when he walked here today, he felt that the road under his feet was becoming narrower and bumper.

The sun had set, and the valley was shrouded in dusk. A man and a woman stood in front of a shop in front of them, looking anxiously at the sky. The shopkeeper on the side spread his hands helplessly and said, "The one who took your treasure is the steward of the valley, and wait......"

"Brother! It's getting late, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back today!" The person who spoke was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman in plain clothes. His stature is weak, his face is delicate, and he has a two-level cultivation of Qi training. Her hands were tangled together, and her expression was a little anxious.

"It's okay! Since that person has taken a fancy to something, he should have gotten together the spirit stone. Hehe! A hundred spirit stones is a lot!" The person who replied was a man in his early twenties, and he was a fifth-level Qi cultivator. His eyebrows are a little similar to the girls around him, but they are very strong, and his words are straightforward.

Seeing that someone was willing to continue waiting, the shopkeeper said no more, and went into the shop to get busy.

Walking slowly to the front, Lin Yi stopped. The words and deeds of the two brothers and sisters are simple, which makes people feel good. He smiled and asked out loud, "What you two are selling on consignment?"

Seeing that the other party was surprised, Lin Yi said again: "Isn't there an inn here?

"This Daoist brother looked at Mian Sheng, haha! It's polite! In Shidang of Xia Nai Chu Qimeng Mountain, this is my sister Shi Ya'er. The shopkeeper here knows the mang...... How did you know?" Xu was the first time he met Lin Yi, and Shi Dang, who was his brother, inevitably became cautious after revealing his origins.

Mengshan: The brother and sister must have come from a small family. And the mangs that were refined by themselves came from the two people in front of them. It's just that the steward can't come, and no one will send spirit stones. Looking at the suspicious Shi Dang, and the girl on his side who was afraid to speak with caution, Lin Yi smiled disapprovingly: "That thing belongs to me......

"That's a hundred spirit stones......" Shi Dang's eyes widened. This young man in a gray robe, but his cultivation is on par with his own, and he can't see anything extraordinary, how can he take out so many spirit stones!

Lin Yi had an extra Qiankun bag in his hand, shook it and threw it over, and said, "There are two hundred spirit stones in it, and the Qiankun bag is also given to you, and the goods are gone!" He didn't say much, turned around and walked to the other end of the street.

"Two hundred spirit stones? so many...... Haha!" With the Qiankun bag in hand, Shi Dang was happy. His sister-in-law Shi Ya'er was also happy, and whispered: "Brother, the Qiankun bag is still worth a few spirit stones, give it to me......