Chapter Ninety-Six: The Law of Sacrifice
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"The Light Cloud Sword has been restored?"
Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows, this was another piece of good news, diluting a little anger in his chest.
Is it because of the sword duel?
When I was meditating just now, I already felt that the two traces of sword qi in my body and the immortal sword around me seemed to have an inexplicable connection and faintly resonated. Yun'er has also repeatedly reminded that the Yun Sword Determination is one of the keys to the recovery of the Light Cloud Sword.
I don't know why, but it's always good to have hope of recovering this former sword.
In fact, he couldn't use this light cloud sword for a while. Whether it recovers or not, Zhuang Wudao doesn't care much. What really cares is Yun'er's last sentence. How much do you really recall?
In the past three months, he had already realized that his fate had been closely linked to the sword spirit of this light cloud sword.
"How much has it recovered?"
"I haven't had time to clean it up carefully. But today, when you fought with that Gu Yueming, there were suddenly more spells and martial arts in your memory. It's just that most of them are demonic methods. β
Yun'er frowned lightly, and seemed to have an insoluble question in her heart: "There is also the palace opposite, I am very familiar with it, but I can't remember anything." I just feel that this palace is very important to me, and it is a matter of life and death!"
Zhuang Wudao was surprised in his heart, wondering why 'Yun'er' would be so quiet during today's big competition. Even when he was fighting fiercely with Gu Yueming, there was no movement.
Strange to say, whenever the sword spirit of this light cloud sword encounters someone who practices swordsmanship, he will be extremely persistent and longing, and he can't fight with it. This was the case during the previous battle in Dongchuan Lane, and it was the same after witnessing Gu Yueming's swordsmanship.
I don't know why this 'Yun'er' is still interested in these Qi Refining Realm cultivators who have not entered the stream after following the previous sword masters, after seeing so many big scenes of mountains and seas, rain and clouds?
And this palace --
Zhuang Wudao frowned, carefully using his mind to observe the palace opposite. Then I saw a giant who was imposingly tall and stepped out of the palace. I couldn't see the face clearly, and there were many shadows, and I could only see the giant moving step by step towards the distance.
And behind this dragon, there was a huge fire-colored phoenix, which landed in front of that palace. When the fiery red wings spread, they burned almost half of the sky. However, it was such a proud divine beast, and in front of that palace, its movements were cautious. The head is low, and the posture is respectful and abnormal.
Zhuang Wudao only felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and he could only glimpse the image of scales and half-claws through the colorful mist.
However, whether it was the giant or the phoenix, the majestic momentum almost crushed his divine thoughts!
The scene in front of him is by no means a false fantasy, but a real existence in Yun'er's memory!
I remember the first time I saw him, Qingyun once said to him - if you learn the sword with me, at most ten thousand years later, you can be a peerless immortal king - or this sentence, it is really not a lie.
"Probably you've stayed here before. Or maybe it's the residence of your former sword masters. Since the Yun Sword Technique can be restored, it will always be remembered slowly in the future, so there is no need to worry. β
"It's not just familiarity, it's just that it matters. β
Yun'er shook her head slightly, obviously in a dream that changed with the two of them's minds, but her face was as pale as paper: "I still feel dangerous, it seems that something unpleasant is about to happen." There's something in that palace that scares me. β
After saying this, Yun'er fell silent and didn't say a word. Zhuang Wudao was confused, and in this situation, he didn't know how to answer or how to persuade him.
Fortunately, only a moment later, Yun'er raised her head again, as if she had made a decision, and her eyes showed a look of perseverance and determination: "Sword Master, your current cultivation speed is still too slow. Be faster, the sooner the better!"
The sooner the better?
Zhuang Wudao was speechless for a while, and looked at the sword spirit in front of him in a daze. In just three months, he went from the realm of cultivating the marrow to the realm of cultivating the qi and the realm of the five-fold building. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a step to the sky, even if it is the legendary heavenly spiritual root, I am afraid that it is nothing more than that. Even now, he still can't fully control the surging True Yuan in his body.
Even so, in Yun'er's mouth, it was still too slow, so how fast did it have to be for this sword spirit to be satisfied?
At this time, if his cultivation continues to increase like this, Zuihou will only make Zhenyuan completely out of control, and most of them will explode and die.
What's more, right now, there is no other Shi Ming Essence Flame for him to melt.
Although he knew this, Zhuang Wudao still couldn't help but look curious. Since his cultivation speed is still too slow, what kind of fast method should he have?
"The sword is mainly to achieve the peerless immortal king within 10,000 years, so at this moment, even if it is overnight, it cannot be delayed!"
Yun'er didn't wait for Zhuang Wudao to answer, so she continued to be aggressive: "Today I remember a demonic path method, which is a technique that can really make the sword master become a green cloud. I wonder if the sword master is willing to practice?"
"Demonic Method?"
Zhuang Wudao's brows tightened, and he hesitated: "I think it's better not to practice! After all, if you want to enter the dust gate, will there be a conflict? Besides, I have heard that most of the magic sect spells will affect the mind. β
Legend has it that most of the people in the Demon Dao have strange temperaments, or extreme and sensitive, or thirsty for killing and warlikeness, or bloodthirsty, or have no one in their eyes, or are as timid as a mouse, and there are even people who are lost in their minds and completely crazy.
It's not that these people are like this, but because of the influence of their own cultivation, they have shifted their minds.
Although he hated that person to the core, he also longed for liliang, and thought about it every day, that is, he completely surpassed that one in terms of cultivation.
But if you don't have to, you really don't want to cultivate yourself into a madman, and become a monster who is not a human ghost or a ghost.
"Actually, it's not a practice, it's a sacrificial technique, no need to practice, it's just a demon lord to worship, which is slightly different from ordinary demon paths. Therefore, it does not conflict with the Separation Sect. It may have a slight impact on the sword owner's temperament, but if you are a determined person, you can not be moved. β
Yun'er's eyes were calm and said: "If you have enough flesh and blood souls, within ten years at most, the sword master can enter the foundation! As for the true yuan in your body, if the sword master can cultivate the last few sentences of the first decision of the Yin and Yang Great Compassion Fu and control his own cultivation, it should be easy." β
Within 10 years, can you build a foundation?
Zhuang Wudao only felt that he was short of breath, and he almost didn't think about it, so he wanted to agree. However, the next moment, he paid attention to the 'flesh and blood soul' in Yun'er's words, and suddenly he was terrified, and his heart was even more repulsed.
He will do whatever it takes to survive, and he will do whatever it takes to get justice from that man. But this 'flesh and blood soul' really touched his bottom line.
"Flesh and blood?
"It's the art of blood sacrifice!"
Yun'er didn't seem to notice the strangeness in Zhuang Wudao's voice at all, and still explained in a light tone: "Monks are the best, and demons and beasts can also be evil." However, if it is the latter, it must be advanced. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the effect of the blood sacrifice. If there is a strange beast with the bloodline of a divine beast, or a monk who practices the exercises of the fourth rank or above, it is even better. Ordinary beast races can also be used, but the effect is extremely poor, and 100,000 people are less than a foundation building monk. For the first time a sword master enters, he needs to prepare at least five essence blood souls of late-stage Qi Refining Realm cultivators, or ten late-stage first-order demon beasts, or the souls of 10,000 people. β
There were no fluctuations in her voice, and it seemed that 10,000 lives were simple numbers in her eyes, insignificant.
However, after hearing this, Zhuang Wudao breathed a sigh of relief.
"I see, if it really only needs the flesh and blood of the monk demon beast, then there is nothing wrong with that. β
All you need is the flesh and blood of monks and monsters?
In his eyes, the monks were apart from a few close friends and brothers. The rest of the people, whether he is good or evil, and whether he is innocent or not. Just get in his way, and then no one can be killed! No one can be slaughtered!
If this road goes on with thorns, will there be fewer enemies?
Anyway, he had already cultivated a "Demon Thought Refining God Dafa", and it didn't matter if he cultivated one more Demon Dao Technique.
Build the foundation within 10 years.
Zhuang Wudao was not only reluctant to accept this blood sacrifice technique in the mouth of the sword spirit at this time, but was quite looking forward to it.
For the two paths of the Tao and the Devil, he has no attachment in his heart. As long as you don't touch the bottom line of your heart and can catch up with that person, then no matter what.
As long as he can get his wish fulfilled, even if he completely falls into the devil's path and falls into hell, he doesn't really care.
Yun'er saw that Zhuang Wudao was convinced, and she also smiled, bright and bright: "If you want to cultivate this blood sacrifice method, you need to have a special altar first." This thing is mysterious and abnormal, and the spirit patterns are also so complex that they cannot be handed over to ordinary refiners for refining, so they can only refine them themselves. I'll make a list of materials, and the sword master can try to find a way to collect them. The better the material of the altar, the stronger the effect of the Zuihou Blood Sacrifice. β
There was no movement, and there was a consciousness that flowed into Zhuang Wudao's mind. They were all the names and required weights of some first- and second-order spiritual materials, but Zhuang Wudao only saw a small half, and his heart felt weak for a while.
I thought that I had just made a windfall, and it should not be difficult to collect all these materials, but then I realized that I was still a poor person. There were many spiritual creatures in this list that he had never heard of.
Fortunately, only one-fifth of these spiritual materials need to be collected, and many of them have second-class substitutes, which are inexpensive and extremely common. It shouldn't be difficult to get together an altar material.
"I'll try toβ"
Zhuang Wudao grunted dissatisfiedly, but he knew in his heart that it was best to collect and refine this altar before going to the main mountain of the Lichen Sect.
If such a demonic artifact dares to be refined in the main mountain of the Lichen Sect, it is almost like asking for a death.
"By the way, and that thing, how do you absorb it?"
Zhuang Wudao remembered the dragon rhino yuan crystal again, and he entered the dream this time, which was to ask 'Yun'er' for advice on how to use this thing.
It is one thing to sense that the Dragon Rhino Yuan Crystal is useful to his Bull Demon Yuan Demon Body, but how to use it is another thing.
Anyway, in the classics he had read, there was only the method of refining the dragon rhino yuan crystal, and there was no method of absorbing it.