Chapter 257: A Journey to a Foreign Land (5)
A red-colored winged bird is lying on the fluorite mine, quickly pecking at the fluorite ore of different sizes.
Zhang Mo didn't rush to drive away the crimson winged bird, but just watched the crimson winged bird's every move with great interest, this kind of creature that flew without feathers and only on its wing membrane was rare in the Kunpeng Continent.
It's just that after swallowing three raw ores of different sizes, the crimson winged bird pouted and pulled out a bubble of hot diluted bird droppings.
However, Zhang Mo's attention was completely attracted by this sparse bird droppings, because there were a few green and shining stones the size of walnuts in this pool of sparse bird droppings.
Zhang Mo endured the pungent smell and pulled one out with a branch, and after a careful observation, he came up with a good news that surprised him, this crimson winged bird was able to swallow the fluorite ore and purify it in its body and excrete it.
Then Zhang Mo set his eyes on the crimson winged bird that was still devouring the raw ore, and the crimson winged bird also seemed to feel Zhang Mo's gaze, and shivered coldly.
A few days later, a thick layer of bird droppings stenched in the area where the ore had been piled up, and in the middle of it lay a crimson winged bird with rolled eyes and a red buttocks.
Fortunately, this crimson winged bird is not a big problem, but it pulls too much, and it is just a little out of strength.
And Zhang Mo, the initiator, was already satisfied at this time and rushed to the empty hole that came in, and it was almost the time that the Firefox Venerable said, Zhang Mo decided to go early, just in case.
When Zhang Mo came to the empty cave again, the Firefox Venerable was already lying on the side and waiting nearby, obviously the Blue Eye Venerable and the Void Venerable were not killed by him, otherwise he would not have waited here.
When Venerable Firefox saw Zhang Mo, he just raised his eyelids lazily and ignored Zhang Mo, it seemed that he was dissatisfied with Zhang Mo for not helping him.
Zhang Mo didn't use his hot face to stick to other people's cold butts, he just said hello and jumped up directly and disappeared into the hole.
In a burst of dizziness and darkness, Zhang Mo only felt that the spiritual power in his body had resumed its operation again.
When he saw the light again, Zhang Mo found that he was already in the middle of the Endless Sea.
After a short pause, Zhang Mo rushed towards the nearest island, he wanted to sort out the things obtained from the Beast Continent, and of course, he also wanted to swallow the 10,000-year-old Lingzhi and the 10,000-year-old Tai Sui.
After cutting out a cave at will, Zhang Mo arranged a set of formations at the entrance of the cave as a cover, and then he drilled into the cave.
Zhang Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, stretched out his hand to wipe the storage ring on his finger, and a huge Lingzhi mushroom exuding bursts of faint fragrance immediately appeared in front of him.
Zhang Mo did not hesitate to sacrifice his heart sword to cut the lingzhi into small pieces, and then began to swallow it little by little.
When the first piece of Ganoderma lucidum was swallowed, Zhang Mo only felt a cool breath coming from his lower abdomen, and then this breath rushed straight to his brain and merged into Zhang Mo's divine consciousness.
Feeling that his divine sense seemed to have increased, Zhang Mo was shocked in his heart, the things that could nourish the soul in the Kunpeng Continent were precious and abnormal, and they were priceless in the Fang Market, and each of them in the black market required no less than 10 million low-grade spirit stones.
Then Zhang Mo began to swallow and refine the 10,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and it took a full day for Zhang Mo to swallow all the 10,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
At this time, his divine soul was nourished like never before, and at the same time, his divine consciousness was also doubled, and his divine consciousness was comparable to that of a monk in the late Yuan Infant period.
After resting for a few hours, Zhang Mo took out the 10,000-year-old Tai Sui again.
It's just that the 10,000-year-old Tai Sui, who was originally cut in two, turned out to be back together, and at the same time, the black pipe as thin as a hair was fluttering.
Zhang Mo didn't hesitate to use the heart sword to cut off the black pipe, but the heart sword slashed on it and made a sound of gold and iron handover, and the black pipe was unharmed.
"A leaf knows autumn!"
Zhang Mo performed the Pangu Sword Technique, and a blood-red sword light immediately slashed through the black pipe with a sharp whistling sound.
Choke!
The black pipe shook steadily, and then it floated down from the translucent Tai Sui.
Zhang Mo stretched out his hand a little and put the black tube away, and then he frowned and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of samadhi essence fire, and the orange-red flame rolled through, but it did not directly burn Tai Sui, but was suspended a few inches below Tai Sui.
After a while, a smell of meat came, and Zhang Mo used the blood drinking knife to cut off the roasted Tai Sui and swallow it little by little.
It's just that this Tai Sui doesn't have any obvious effect after taking it, Zhang Mo waited for a while and didn't find any changes in his body, but under the internal vision, his internal organs are covered with a layer of translucent gelatinous liquid, it seems that this is the effect of ten thousand years of Tai Sui, which can protect his internal organs.
After breathing a long sigh of relief, Zhang Mo took out the purified fluorite ore with a happy face, and at the same time began to purify it with Samadhi Essence Fire.
The process is similar to the premise, because he is familiar with the way, and Zhang Mo did not have much of a problem.
Three days later, Zhang Mo's whole body was glowing with a little fluorescence, and the surface of his skin had a layer of metallic luster.
Even if Zhang Mo used Ye Zhiqiu, he couldn't damage his skin in the slightest, according to Zhang Mo's own estimate, even if he was attacked head-on by a cultivator in the late stage of God Refining, he would be safe and sound.
It's just that the cultivators in the late stage of refining gods have a lot of means, and Zhang Mo can only resist some of the opponent's conventional attacks, if the opponent's methods are unusual, I'm afraid it will also hurt him.
Finally, Zhang Mo inspected the contents of the storage ring, most of them were useless things, but there was one thing that aroused Zhang Mo's interest.
In the storage ring that Zuma had given him was a bottle of scarlet liquid, which was contained in a transparent triangular container with a palpitating power.
According to Zuma's logo, this bottle of liquid seems to have been given to a tamed monster.
Zhang Mo pondered for a while, and finally patted the pet bag, Xiaoyun appeared in front of him with a gust of wind, because of the improvement of strength, Zhang Mo rarely used Xiaoyun, but if Xiaoyun's strength was improved by another level, it would also help him a lot.
Zhang Mo communicated with Xiaoyun with his divine thoughts, and also explained the origin of this bottle of liquid, and also pointed out that this liquid has not been verified, and there will inevitably be a certain danger if swallowed, and finally the decision will be handed over to Xiaoyun himself.
After hovering in place for a while, Xiaoyun suddenly let out a whine, rushed forward and bit the transparent container directly, and then tilted his neck and swallowed the scarlet liquid inside in one gulp.