"Lai'er, these two things together are called silver armor and gold stacks, which are a set of treasures that my grandfather obtained in a secret realm many years ago, which is extremely precious, and the mask is called a gold stack, which can cover his own cultivation realm according to the master's will, and at the same time, it can also change the appearance, which is unpredictable. ”

"The square card is called silver armor, which can be turned into the same realm of power by borrowing the blood of others, attaching itself to it, and deterring Xiaoxiao...... My grandfather relied on them and escaped death countless times. ”

As he spoke, the old man handed over the two items to Chu Yi and explained: "Although these two things do not play an intuitive role in the battle and fight, and they are not beneficial to the owner's own strength, but you must not underestimate its role, if the timing is right, even the immortal can be shocked by you!"

The old man was afraid that Chu Yi would not pay attention to treasures such as silver armor and gold stacks, and his words were full of admiration, and even threw out the existence of immortals.

How smart Chu Yi is, in fact, there is no need for the old man to emphasize it again and again, after listening to the introduction of the silver armor and gold stack, Chu Yi knew that these were two surprisingly winning treasures, ignoring the suppression of the realm, and covering up the user's strength realm as he wanted, which was the most suitable for them bandits.

Whether it's pretending to be a snake swallowing a dragon or intimidating old monsters, it's the best choice.

The more he knew about the preciousness of the silver armor and gold stack, the more grateful Chu Yi was to the old man, thinking about how he could let his grandfather, who had never met since childhood, treat him like this, Chu Yi couldn't help but refuse softly: "Grandpa, this thing is too valuable, Lai'er may not be able to ...... it."

"Stinky boy, what so much nonsense, it's not as free and easy as your vulgar old man, this thing will be used later!"

The old man has read countless people, and as soon as Chu Yi opened his mouth, he guessed Chu Yi's thoughts, and immediately his heart warmed, but his face did not change, he was still very serious, and he stopped Chu Yi when he opened his mouth.

Then, the old man raised two fingers on his hand, and slashed through Chu Yi's wrist in the air, and a stream of blood suddenly splattered out, turning into two strands that flew towards Chu Yi's left and right hands, landing on the silver medal and the golden mask respectively.

"Lai'er, I have severed the connection with the Silver Armor and the Golden Stack, and after you confess the Lord with blood, you can feel their presence. The old man watched Chu Yi's blood gradually disappear into the gold and silver armor, and carefully instructed.

Dripping blood confesses the Lord.

This is an innate skill of human monks, and it can even be called a gift.

Whether it is an immortal cultivator, a demon cultivator or a demon cultivator, the fundamental source of its power is aura, when the monk absorbs and refines the aura between heaven and earth, it can be turned into his own use, and the monk will call this power spiritual power...... However, due to the distinction between immortal cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators and other factions, there are also monks who define their power as monks, which is called spiritual power, demon power, and magic power.

What's more, the different forces generated by the change of aura, the terrain or the transformation of the exercises are all treated differently one by one, such as wood aura, cold qi, yin evil power, demon devouring power, white devil qi, and so on...... In short, no matter how you call it, these powers are inseparable from their origins in all kinds of changes, and that is spiritual power.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth is the same, but the spiritual power between monks is different.

Due to the origin, bloodline, temperament, exercises, circumstances and other reasons, each monk's spiritual power is like a fingerprint soul, there is no same existence, a drop of blood, which contains the monk's unique spiritual power, therefore, the monk only needs to go through the blood to recognize the master, the formation of spiritual power brand, can make the general ownerless treasure recognize themselves as the master.

......

After dripping blood, within a few moments, the gold and silver armor were refined and transformed into Chu Yi's body, and then the square card named Silver Armor flew directly to Chu Yi's chest, turning into a silver stream like mercury that spread out from Chu Yi's chest, as if the armor like thin wings wrapped Chu Yi's whole body up and down, turning into a silver light armor outfit, only revealing the position of the head.

Then, with a few flickeres of silver light, the layer of silver armor gradually became transparent, and after a few moments, it completely disappeared, as if it did not exist at all.

After the transparent form change of the silver armor was completed, Chu Yi put the mask called by the old man as a golden stack on his face, and as soon as he made contact, the golden stack was like a living thing, automatically adjusting the size according to the outline of Chu Yi's face, and it was very agile and close to Chu Yi's face.

After the golden stack and Chu Yi's face completely matched, the entire golden stack instantly melted, like a golden liquid covering Chu Yi's face, and then gradually turned into a skin texture, showing a look exactly the same as Chu Yi's face.

"Change your face. ”

The old man's voice came from the side.

Chu Yi's mind was immersed in the silver armor and gold stack, and when he heard this, his mind moved slightly, and the gold stack that was converted into flesh and blood skin was slightly elongated, and Chu Yi's eyebrows and face were also slightly distorted, turning into a pale face, narrow and long eyes, and a feminine face.

On the side, the old man nodded with satisfaction, threw a jade bottle at Chu Yi, and said: "Lai'er, this jade bottle contains dozens of drops of grandfather's blood, just one drop can allow the silver armor to maintain the power of the blood deity realm for three days, you can put it away in case you need it in the future." ”

"Grandpa, this ......"

Chu Yi took the jade bottle and looked at the old man with a bitter expression, unable to speak in his heart.

Walk together from Bluestone City to find shelter...... Break into the volcano...... Broken Rune ...... Gift of silver armor and gold stack...... Send your own essence and blood...... Although it was only a few days, the old man seemed to have planned everything for Chu Yi.

At this moment, Chu Yi was not only grateful in his heart, but also grateful.

"Don't want mother-in-law, mother-in-law, hurry up and fuse a drop of blood, don't release the power for the time being, after you go in, remember to follow my transmission......" It seemed that hearing something from the entrance of the cave, the old man impatiently urged Chu Yi, strode forward by himself, and greeted him.

Chu Yi has a free and easy heart, naturally he is not a pedantic person, otherwise he would not have given the department store in Qingshi Town to Yan Hai with a flick of his hand, at this moment, he heard the old man's urging, he didn't dare to delay, and immediately took out a drop of blood from the jade bottle and integrated it into his chest, and then put the jade bottle into the storage ring, and then ran towards the old man.

"Bang!"

Chu Yi passed through the entrance of the cave and just caught up with the old man's footsteps, only to see the old man wave his hand, and the two monks not far in front of the two seemed to be hit by an invisible force, and their bodies flew out upside down, falling heavily at the other end of the passage, motionless.

Chu Yi and the old man traveled all the way, and it took some effort to break the runes before the entrance of the cave, although the movement was not big, but it had already attracted the attention of the people of the Burning Gate, these two people rushed to investigate when they heard the sound, who knew that as soon as they appeared, they were fanned by the old man's sleeve, and their life and death were unknown.

Without looking at the two people lying on the ground, the old man stepped out of the passage and looked around at the huge hall in the belly of the mountain, and the monks here were like air in his eyes, and he shouted domineeringly without care: "The old man revisited the noble land, he didn't mean to offend, he just wanted to ask the hall masters of the Burning Gate to come forward!"

A narrative ...... A narrative ...... A narrative ...... Narrate......

The old man shouted a word, and it resounded directly in the main hall, echoing endlessly like a urging voice.

Looking at the old man's confident appearance, Chu Yi was speechless, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: My grandfather is really ...... We broke into other people's runes, and you knocked over the disciples in the door without saying a word, and the dead and undead people are all two words, how can you be embarrassed to say that you don't want to offend you by saying righteous words.

However, this also indirectly illustrates a truth, in the cultivation realm, what you say with a hard fist is the last word!

The strength shown by the old man along the way was far better than those who attacked Chu Mountain in the first place.

Brush, brush, brush......

Originally, there were only a few idle monks in the main hall, and as soon as the old man's voice came out, suddenly, one after another figures rushed out from the side halls opened up in various parts of the main hall, and more than ten people gathered in the blink of an eye, the speed was staggering.

"What people!"

"Who insulted me and burned the door?"

"Who is looking for ...... death?"

......

Demon cultivators, none of them are good-tempered, let alone demon cultivators who have established a force.

The runes of the cave gate were attacked, and some people in the Burning Gate felt the movement, but they didn't care, thinking that it was just some scattered cultivators who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they didn't come forward for the first time.

In an instant, many monks hidden in the side hall rushed out one after another, and their mouths were full of reprimands and questions.

The old man smiled at the bursts of anger in his ears, but he didn't care, his expression was still as indifferent as Fang Cai, and after looking around at the people who were opposing him in a semi-circular arc, he retorted: "Is this how the Burning Gate welcomes guests?"

"Guest?"

When the burly man standing in the middle of the old man heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and replied with a sinister face: "Break into my mountain gate, hurt my people, and don't even report my name, what kind of hospitality do you think I should treat with the burning door?"

After the old man and Chu Yi entered the cave, except for the blow just now, the old man did not show his might, at this moment, with many enemies and outnumbered, and on his own territory, the burly man in the middle of the burning gate was naturally not timid, and his words were sharp.

"Haha, it's only been a hundred years, and the Burning Gate is so withered, there is no one who knows the old man......" The old man shook his head with a wry smile, and then suddenly took a step forward, put away his smile, and said with a look on his face: "Old man Gu Sheng, the elder of the Star Mist Sea Killing Immortal Pavilion ......"

As he spoke, the old man paused, turned sideways to reveal Chu Yi's figure, bowed slightly, and continued to speak: "This is the young master of my family. ”