If he could get one or two sixth-grade spirit treasures, it would be much more stable, and he couldn't wait for Nan Thirteen to throw a few more pieces.

Speaking of Nan Thirteen, he couldn't figure it out, although there was a one-sided relationship, but they met in Pingshui, and there was no intersection. Along the way, the other party rescued him, taught him skills, and gave him spiritual treasures. It's very abrupt, and every time it catches him off guard.

But the more the other party is like this, he just feels weird, if he says that the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, and save someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but it is also said in the past.

But he taught him the skills of flying for no reason, and even threw the spirit treasure of the Fish Sect to him, which was too valuable.

Is it because you want to take him as an apprentice, but it's a little possible.

After thinking about it, he turned out the tortoise shell in the storage bag again, and after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see what was wrong, let alone why it alarmed Nan Thirteen.

"How could Grandpa hurt me... Nan Thirteen, what are you trying to do......" Tengxi's attitude did not change in the slightest, but he did not start the immortal destiny either.

Although it is enough to simply condense the immortal qi, what is recorded on the tortoise shell is more important to convey the understanding of each immortal for life.

It can be your own life, or it can be the life of others, or even the life of all living beings!

What is fate, Teng Desire has no time to think, he just wants to go home as soon as possible now, he always feels that there is chaos in the fairy world.

But one day, he will start his own immortal destiny.

Seeing that it was still early, Teng wanted to close his eyes and began to comprehend and select the previous eighty memories. If you experience each of these memories in detail, you can see the birth of each spell and the past of the creator.

He fell into this kind of experience, and he experienced a lot, and he had a great feeling that he wanted to create his own magic. But he had no clue, and he was at a loss and had no goal.

I don't know how long it has been, but this time, he realized very slowly, slowly, the sun outside the cave shone from high to west, from west to sunset.

At the moment when the afterglow remained and the sky was covered with fiery clouds, Teng wanted to slowly open his eyes and exhale slightly.

It seems that I have experienced countless other people's years, and in these years, I have experienced the scenes of understanding the world, walking in the red dust, and creating magic. He seemed to know how to create spells, but he still didn't have a clear goal, and he didn't know what to focus on.

Whether it is wind, rain, thunder and lightning, or flowers and trees, or swords, guns and halberds, they all feel inappropriate and dissatisfied.

He wants to create a unique spell, and he wants to use this spell to open his path to immortality!

Seeing that it was getting late, several shiny sigils appeared in his hands, and these were the most powerful spells he had screened.

One is to draw the ground as a prison, what is a prison, prison is not just to trap people, but to make people despair, only a prison that makes people desperate is a real prison!

Regarding this technique, there are traces of traceability in it, which makes him attach great importance to it. Since he experienced the Nine Hells of Death, he has been extremely quick to comprehend this technique.

The second is the lightning channeling technique, which was originally created to pray for rain, but it can only lead the thunder to come, and the detailed scope cannot be determined. But in the hands of Teng Desire, it can exert a precise effect, but if there is no thunder in the sky, it is useless.

The third is the art of stand-in, which is extremely rebellious and can allow people to escape death, but the requirements are also extremely demanding. The person who is a substitute needs to be similar to his own cultivation, such as being sanctified.

In addition, it can only be performed once every 12 days, and if it is not forced before the time comes, it will be completely lost from now on.

Also, the person who is the stand-in needs to have a drop of essence blood and a trace of soul of the other party as a brand, and ordinary blood is useless.

Regarding the essence blood and soul, Teng Yu instantly thought of Wang Zhan. He leaped out of the cave and stepped onto the mountain where Wang Bang had been killed.

"You... Why are you here again?"

"I've been wondering, when your master comes out, will I have to suffer. ”

"No... No, sir, if I lose, I lose. Wang Zhan's face was not guilty, and his words were very calm, and he couldn't hear a trace of anger.

However, the more this happened, the more Teng Desire sneered, and he said coldly: "Do you think I will believe it?" ”

"Master, everything I said is true, there is no lie, but I can swear to God. ”

"Swear to the heavens? If you don't obey, will it be possible that a thunder will fall from the sky and chop you?" Teng Xuan shook his head, looking at Wang Bang like a fool.

"Then what do you want, I am already penniless, sir. Wang Bang snorted, if Teng wants to force him to be in a hurry, he will never give in even if he dies!

He didn't believe it, and the master watched him die!

"All I need is a drop of your blood and a trace of your soul. ”

"It's not enough to be bloody, soul, what are you going to do?"

"It's just for the time being, and if you keep your promise in the future, I will naturally give it back to you. Teng wanted to smile very brightly, and the brilliance made Wang Bang's heart tremble.

He will never forget the smile that the other party had when he was provoked by him before.

"I... How can I trust you......"

"You don't have to believe me, you just have to remember it, it's enough that you're still alive. Teng Xuan pulled out the nameless sword again and slashed lightly at a protruding boulder on the top of the mountain.

Just like cutting tofu, there was no hindrance, and the boulder was divided into two and fell to the ground more than a foot high.

"You... Are you threatening me......" Wang Bang's eyelids jumped, his heart trembled when he saw it, and his scalp was numb.

Teng Xuan glanced at Wang Fang's hands, and said lightly: "If it is really a threat to you, it is not to make a show of this stone." ”

"You... You're deceiving people too much!"

"Will one drop of essence blood be dead, and one less soul will be crippled...... Otherwise, I'll buy yours with spirit stones. Now, a drop of essence blood is worth an elixir, and a trace of soul is worth a spirit stone, how about it, it's a good deal. Teng Yu opened his mouth very seriously, and immediately took out an elixir and a spirit stone, and threw them at Wang Fang's feet.

"You... You're enough. Wang Bang looked at the spirit stone and pill in front of him, which were clearly his own, and couldn't help but feel insulted, his forehead was bruised, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Don't think it's enough? Forget it, four pills and four spirit stones, no more. Teng wanted to grind and chirp and took out a few more spirit stones and pills, which looked particularly painful.

Wang Zhan's eyes were red, his face was blue, he could be said to be angry and impatient, and he was about to make a desperate move in anger.

"Don't tell me, you still have the strength to do it now, if you guess correctly, you should be very eager for spirit stones and pills to restore your cultivation and injuries. ”

"Shut up!"

"If you take the initiative to offer the essence blood and soul now, I will multiply the spirit stone and pill tenfold, how about it?"

"Ten times is not enough. ”

Teng Xuan saw that the other party couldn't help it, so he raised his temptation a little more: "Then a hundred times, huh?"