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took the whip, looked at it over and over for a while, and suddenly showed suspicion in his eyes, "I heard that after the death of the owner of the spirit treasure, the ability of the finished spirit treasure will not disappear, but the power will be greatly reduced, and the ability of the prototype of the spirit treasure that is only half opened will disappear, how can the spirit in the whip still exist?"

After the death of the conceived person of the spiritual treasure, others can also use the spiritual treasure when they get it, and even the third realm cultivator can sacrifice and refine it into his own natal magic weapon.

Bing Rong should have carried out a blood drop of blood to recognize the master, and she is the owner of the whip, after her death, the spirituality in this whip that is only half opened should disappear.

And the whip is still the same, without the slightest loss of spirituality.

There are only two kinds of this situation, one is that Bing Rong is not dead.

Yan Yue had only carefully confirmed that Bing Rong was really dead, and at this time, his divine sense swept over Bing Rong's corpse in the distance, and carefully confirmed it to rule out this situation.

In the second case, the whip is a finished spiritual treasure.

Once the spiritual treasure is consecrated, its inner spirituality will not disappear with the death of its owner, but will only weaken.

Judging from the indiscriminate attack of the Divine Whip, it should be a spirit treasure that has only been half opened.

Yan Yue was confused for a while, confused.

The treasure gourd can only increase the spiritual power in the treasure, and it is ineffective against the spirituality of the spirit treasure, and it should not be affected by the treasure gourd.

Thinking about it, he suddenly thought of another question, his eyes lit up, and he took out the cloth bag from the Yunyang Sect Master and looked at it.

The spiritual power of this cloth bag is only about the high-grade spiritual weapon, but to distinguish whether the treasure is a spiritual treasure or not, it is not the amount of spiritual power to see whether it is spiritual, but whether it is spiritual.

This cloth bag will not shine when used, and it has no special abilities, but the material is good, and the nature is just a blunt weapon magic weapon.

Yan Yue didn't think about it at this time, but at this time, he thought about whether this cloth bag would be an unopened spirit treasure.

Otherwise, no matter how the nature of the cloth bag restrains the blunt weapon magic weapon, it is impossible to be so strong that even the dark iron rod can't destroy it.

Moreover, the rope tied to the mouth of this cloth bag cannot be untied, and it seems to be integrated with the cloth bag itself.

It's so weird, it's not like those broken copper and iron spiritual weapons and relics.

Thinking of this, Yan Yue's eyes lit up.

To consecrate a spiritual treasure, he does not need to cultivate to reach the third realm, he can currently consecrate a spiritual treasure.

I wanted to try, but suddenly my outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

The Thoughtless Daoist once said that a monk's spiritual light can only open a few magic weapons in his life, and the specific number of times varies from person to person, but the upper limit of each person's number will not increase, and it is innate.

In addition to the spiritual treasure, it is mentioned in the ancient cultivation testament that some magic weapons of the higher level also need to be consecrated.

The number of times the light is used once less than once, and at this time, it is used on a spiritual treasure, and I don't know if it is worth it.

"My 'first time', I can't just give this cloth bag casually, I should give it to my own natal magic weapon!" Yan Yue said secretly in his heart.

When a monk reaches the third realm, in addition to being able to conceive his own natal magic weapon, he can also refine other treasures into his own natal magic weapon.

A monk can only have two natal magic weapons at most, that is, Pei Yuan Liu's cultivation is the ultimate elixir, one is sacrificed in the dantian, one is cultivated in the solid foundation to enter the Hong furnace, and one is sacrificed in the heart sea.

According to the records of Gu Xiu's testament, even some people can sacrifice one piece in the sea, but no one in the Wind and Rain Continent has ever succeeded in sacrificing and refining, and I don't know if it's true or not.

In any case, the natal magic weapon that a monk can refine is limited, and the first consecration of the spiritual light should be left to the natal magic weapon, so that it is perfect!

Yan Yue thought of this and touched his head, "It seems that I do have the potential to become a perfectionist!"

With a slight joy in his heart, he had the divine sense of smoke and vanishing and went to the hole in the tree.

The white-faced monk and the red-robed monk, after being tied into the tree hole by Yan Yue, panicked and secretly guessed what Yan Yue wanted to do to them.

The white-faced monk sighed with emotion: "Brother Ren, I think you interceded for me, but the devil was angry with you, I really can't help it." ”

The red-robed monk shook his head and said, "That demon has been targeting me before, and I'm afraid it's not for this. ”

The fate of the two was in the hands of the demon, and the demon threw them here again, neither killing nor letting go, and the two of them each guessed their fate for a while, and asked each other's names.

The white-faced monk said: "In Xiafu's surname is Nangong, and his name is ...... Dog leftovers, let Brother Ren see and smile, didn't ask for advice?"

The red-robed monk smiled "poof", "Nangong Wentian is so domineering, Brother Ren, you Nangong dog ...... left" and laughed.

Although the two of them killed you to death before, one is the same temperament, the other is in a similar situation, and on top of sympathy, they have a sense of sympathy for each other, and they have long forgotten their hatred.

The white-faced monk didn't blame him for sneering, and said curiously: "How does Brother Ren know the name of the patriarch of our Nangong family?"

"It's just a casual remark in the next place," the red-robed monk finished speaking, and shook his head, "Don't hide it from Brother Ren, the nickname under the next is similar to yours, called Mao Dan." ”

The two laughed for a while and began to exchange perfectionist experiences.

Yan Yue saw that he was getting to the point, and immediately listened attentively.

The white-faced monk saw that the red-robed monk was dressed in a unique style, and asked him about the origin of his clothes.

The red-robed monk looked proud and said, "This is made by my own hands, if you like it, when the devil releases us, I will give you a few sets." ”

The white-faced monk nodded again and again, "Very good, very good", and suddenly sighed, "In the lower half of the spirit body, every time I think about it, I can't eat it. ”

Hearing this, Yan Yue's eyes were full of light.

The red-robed monk understood his mood and nodded, "Either not."

Any physique, either a spirit body, this half-spirit body, is really not embarrassing or embarrassing. ”

After speaking, he shook his head again and sighed, "I need to cultivate for six hours every day, and today I am tied by this rope that blocks spiritual power, hey, I can't even cultivate." ”

These words deepened the white-faced monk's sense of identification with him, "In Xia, you also need to practice for six hours a day, six is exactly half of twelve, half of the day is used for cultivation, and the other half of the time is used to do other things, which is no better." ”

The red-robed monk felt deeply agreed, looked deeply at his confidant tied together, and nodded again and again.

In this way, the two kept exchanging various perfectionist experiences, and Yan Yue, who was above the tree hole, was studying frantically.

Yan Yue had planned to infiltrate the remnants of the ancient cultivators in order to hand over the merits of the axe relics and see if he could obtain their Nirvana Spirit Fruit.

How to get in is to use the token that Mu Feng gave him at that time.

It's just that he doesn't have an identity with the relics of Gu Xiu, and the relics of Gu Xiu are extremely hostile to the monks of the Wind and Rain Continent, so it would be polite not to dismantle him at that time, let alone seek their Nirvana Spiritual Fruit.

Therefore, Yan Yue needs the identity of a remnant of ancient cultivation.

People with ordinary personalities, if they don't dress up well enough, are very likely to be recognized, and the white-faced monk has a special personality, and it is estimated that he can't find a second person in the ancient cultivation relics.

In addition to learning from their perfectionist experience, he also observed the white-faced monk's every move, and did not let go of any details of his identity.

Three days later, Yan Yue suddenly came to the tree hole and grabbed the white-faced monk out.

When the red-robed monk saw that his best friend had been arrested, he was so anxious that he screamed, and after a while, he saw the white-faced monk returning, and hurriedly asked the devil what he had taken him for.

The white-faced monk looked suspicious, "Ask me a few words and let me come back, Brother Ren, where did we just go?"

The red-robed monk said, "I just talked about how much Brother Ren sleeps every few days, and how many times he turns over every time he sleeps, and how long does one body last. How did Brother Ren comprehend such an ability, teach me quickly!"

The white-faced monk slapped his thigh and talked to the red-robed monk about his experience.

His guidance made the red-robed monk suddenly, and he also shared with him his experience of walking from one place to another, how to move from one place to another, and how to move from a whole hundred.

The two are really life confidants, they met late, and they talked for several days.

What the red-robed monk never noticed was that it was not the same person who had gone out once and came back.

The white-faced monk walked out of the hollow of the tree and went to the place where the people had been buried, clutching the two corpses in his hands, "If you don't bury these people together, it's not perfect." ”

came to the cemetery and buried the two people in his hands, and wanted to turn around and leave, but when he turned around, his divine consciousness inadvertently swept the tomb where Bing Rong was buried, and suddenly the whole person was stunned.

"It's ......"

Walking a few steps forward quickly, and with a grab, the soil of Bingrong's tomb was lifted, revealing the body of Bingrong's inside.

Gubenliu cultivator cultivated the body, the corpse decomposed very slowly, coupled with the special Bingrong Technique, the corpse did not show a trace of decay, and the deep fist marks on the body had also recovered as before, as if it was just sleeping.

What surprised Yan Yue was not this, but a small person suspended above Bing Rong's corpse.

This little figure looks exactly the same as Bing Rong, the size of an ordinary gourd, with his eyes closed and he remains cross-legged in meditation.

"Could this be the same prototype of strength as the elder brother back then...... No wonder the spirit of the whip has not disappeared, it turns out that she died without real meaning. ”

Monk Pei Yuanliu reached the Yuan Infant Stage and died physically, but the Divine Soul could temporarily survive with the Yuan Infant in his body, and he could also use this to take away others and continue to live.

Monks of Gubenliu have a similar ability to reach the realm of strength, and if their own beliefs are cultivated into essence and form strength, if their physical bodies are not completely damaged, they can return to their own physical bodies and thus be resurrected.

Whether it is a sacrifice or a resurrection, the monk can only use it once in his life.

However, it is not necessary to reach the fourth realm of the two veins to have this ability.

For example, Tianmu in the Qi refining period survived with the help of a special secret method, and with the help of the archdeacon of the Golden Jiaomen, he took away a young man.

If the Gubenliu monk who is not in the fourth realm is obsessed with being strong before death, he can form a rudimentary form of strength.

With the rudiments of strength, plus the help of others, the use of heaven and earth treasures for them, and the vitality of life, they can be resurrected.

Mu Feng was resurrected with the help of the ancestor of the Golden Luo Sect.

The strength of the fourth realm is resurrected, and it has its own independent ability, while the prototype of the strength has no autonomous ability and can only rely on the help of others.

Yan Yue was slightly startled, relieved, and slightly hesitant whether to completely destroy Bing Rong.

According to his own style, he will definitely kill her.

However, not every Gubenliu monk can produce the prototype of strength after death.

At this time, what was placed in front of Yan Yue was like a piece of rare jade that was rare for a thousand years, and he couldn't bear to destroy it.

Second, this situation is very similar to Mu Feng, which makes Yan Yue feel a little more unbearable.

Thirdly, Bingrong is not like a secular woman, an ordinary female cultivator, who survives in the cultivation realm, either clinging to a powerful monk, or relying on her posture to charm, or enchanting, or weak.

And Bing Rong, who said that he would not use the spirit treasure, did not regret it until he died, was beaten by a male cultivator, and did not beg for mercy until he died, and did not show half a begging look.

Such an opponent deserves respect.

After Yan Yue pondered for a moment, he smashed her strength into her body and put it into the gourd space where the corpse would not decay.

As for whether to perish or save, now

Later.

Restore the soil to its original state, take out the boat flying spirit weapon that Bing Rong and the others were riding in before, and transform into the white-faced monk Nangong Gouyu, and fly in the direction of the ancient cultivators.

This place is still three million miles away from the ancient relics, and it will take one or two months to reach the boat at full speed.

If you want to blend in with the remnants of ancient cultivation, it is best to meet the clansmen on the road before you arrive, and return together.

On the road, it is possible to meet the remnants of ancient cultivation at any time, in order to prevent missing the opportunity, Yan Yue can only maintain the cultivation of Nangong Dog Remnant Pei Yuanliu in the middle of the foundation building.

It is inevitable that a person who acts alone in the middle of building a foundation will be hunted down.

Even though the divine consciousness is released for hundreds of miles to explore the path and avoid the levels of many monks and demon beasts, there are still some monks who can hide the fluctuations of spiritual power that cannot be detected.

After only flying for a few days, he encountered a team of adventurers who were hunting a demon beast in front of him, and these people were quite strong.

As expected, as soon as they saw Yan Yue in the middle stage of foundation building, they immediately wanted to block the way.

Medium-grade spirit stones, which can speed up the boat, Yan Yue didn't say a word, and directly used the medium-grade spirit stone, and the speed of the boat suddenly increased greatly.

The few people who pursued it also used medium-grade spirit stones to accelerate for their own boats.

Seeing that they were clenching tightly, Yan Yue gritted his teeth, took out a high-grade spirit stone, and the speed of the boat skyrocketed again.

High-grade spirit stones, not to mention foundation building monks, even ordinary Jiedan monks may not have them.

When a few people saw that Yan Yue was just speeding up the boat, they smashed down a high-grade spirit stone, they were ecstatic and distressed, and then took out a large number of medium-grade spirit stones and pursued them frantically.

Yan Yue was annoyed, and smashed down another high-grade spirit stone, seeing that the other party was still clenching, more than ten high-grade spirit stones appeared in his hand, and he lit up towards the rear.

When a few people saw that there were so many high-grade spirit stones in the middle stage of foundation building, they shouted wildly, knowing that compared with this person's speed, even if they smashed all the middle-grade spirit stones on their bodies, they couldn't catch up with him.

I could only watch him disappear into the realm of divine consciousness with great reluctance.

In this way, whenever someone blocks the road, they can beat it, but if they can't beat it, the spirit stone will smash a way.

After flying for half a month, hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones were smashed, and seven or eight high-grade spirit stones were lost.

In the middle, in addition to the monks chasing and killing, there are also demon beasts blocking the way.

It is almost to the Jinluo River here, and the demon beasts are gradually decreasing, and the monks are increasing.

During the flight, he suddenly saw two waves of monks fighting in front of him, and his consciousness was swept away, only to see that there were several Gubenliu monks in one of the waves.

Those who have Gubenliu monks are either people from the Jin Luo Sect or relics of ancient cultivators.

Got closer and recognized one of them, "Nangong Yu!"

Yan Yue resisted before, checked the memories of Nangong Gouyu, and recognized this Nangong Yu as a brother with a good relationship with Nangong Gouyu.

On the way here, I also met the remnants of Gu Xiu, and those people Nangong Gou didn't know about it, and when they joined in, this identity had little effect.

At this time, he met an "acquaintance" and immediately flew straight to the place of battle.

Coming to the front, the warring parties saw someone coming, they all turned their heads to look, Nangong Yu saw that the person who came was Nangong Gouyu, and said happily: "Gouyu, come and help!"

"What!"

Nangong Gouyu didn't like to be called by this cheap name in front of so many people, Yan Yue screamed, put away the boat and flew towards the battle.

Halfway through the flight, he suddenly stopped his figure and muttered to himself, "They are just right for five, I'll add them now, which one should I fight?"

This muttering, not partial, happened to reach the ears of Nangong Yu, who was fighting.

He blushed with a blue face, and said angrily and anxiously: "Dog left, when is it, why don't you come over and help!"

yelled, seeing that Nangong Gouyu still couldn't figure out whether to go on or not, he forcibly suppressed his anger, his mind turned for a while, and he yelled again, "Gouyu, you give each of the five of them five knives, quick!"

Nangong Gou said suspiciously: "Why do you give each of them five knives?"

Nangong Yu is now fighting with life and death, and he has to take care of this living treasure, so he forced himself to suppress his anger and said: "Five-five-twenty-five, then this matter is perfect, don't do it quickly!"

Nangong Gouyu suddenly brightened up, screamed strangely, and took out the usual magic weapon, two identical flying knives.

The throwing knife was held in his hand, but he stopped again, "There are twenty-five cuts in total, and there are two throwing knives, if the left hand knife has one more cut, it is unfair to the right hand knife, and if the right hand knife has one more cut, it is unfair to the left hand knife...... My two knives, since I committed suicide, have cut a total of 600 marks, and 600 is exactly an integer, and I can't break it casually today......"

This muttering sound buzzed into the ears of the ten people who were fighting, and among the remnants of Gu Xiu, those who knew Nangong Gou were all blushing, and those who didn't know looked at each other with five opponents.

In this life-and-death battle, he still has time to dwell on this kind of thing.

If it weren't for the fact that their lives were at stake now, the five adventurers of the Wind and Rain Continent would really want to laugh out loud.

The most angry of the ten people is Nangong Yu, if Nangong Dog doesn't come, it will be fine, but he finally met a clansman, and he is still such a living treasure, which makes his face turn purple.

Now that the two sides are evenly matched, they really need Nangong Gou's helper, so they have no choice but to think hard about persuasion.

"Twenty-five...... Six hundred...... There you go!"

After thinking about it, Nangong Yu had a "flash of inspiration" similar to an epiphany, and quickly shouted: "Isn't it okay for you to cut two knives in one slash, two knives each cut twenty-five knives, exactly six hundred and twenty-five knives, twenty-five times twenty-five equals six hundred and twenty-five, then this matter is perfect!"

After his enlightenment, Nangong Gouyu was enlightened and immediately drove two flying knives to join the battle group.

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