Chapter Forty-Eight: Careful Preparation

The ice slowly covered Murong Linzhi's whole body, and Murong Linzhi slowly turned into a humanoid ice sculpture.

The doppelganger Zhu Twelve panicked, but his movements were not sluggish at all, and he waved his hands like flowing water.

The formation to control the Silver Demon Pill has been activated, and Zhu Twelve has continuously added new formation bases, formation stones, to complement each other with the original large array to increase the power of the formation.

The evil qi on the silver demon pill shook, and the impact on Murong Linzhi's body was slightly slower, but the ice layer on Murong Linzhi's body was still thickening.

The whole room was cold, and the calm sky suddenly blew a gust of wind, the cold wind howled, and snowflakes fluttered with the wind.

On the ground, the snow was accumulating more and more, Zhu Twelve was flying in the snow, his whole body was sweating, the snow fell on him, it melted in an instant, the soaked clothes were steaming, and a faint layer of mist was formed around Zhu Twelve.

"Is the deity in calamity?" Zhu Twelve was anxious, but the movements in his hands did not pause, and his mouth kept shouting; "The deity, the deity ......"

"Click...... ......"Seeing that Murong Linzhi's body was about to shatter in the extreme cold.

At this moment, in front of Murong Linzhi's chest, a purple light suddenly appeared, and in an instant, the light shone brightly.

The ice seemed to meet the sun, slowly melting, the sky was not snowing, the cold wind had stopped howling, and only the ground was left with puddles of water stains.

Zhu Twelve's gaze looked at Murong Linzhi's chest, and the purple light on his chest was dazzling.

"Purple oak. Zhu Twelve's face was full of surprise; "It has such a powerful function, thank God." ”

Zhu Twelve's body suddenly increased his strength, as if he had just finished drinking stimulants.

Murong Linzhi's physical body became conscious again, and thousands of sword lights stirred the evil qi in the veins.

The purple light emitted by the purple tree enters the blood from the chest, circulates with the evil qi, and finally enters the sea of knowledge, and the evil qi that turns into soul power merges into the soul.

There was no coldness in the evil qi, only warmth, and the main soul of Murong Lin Zhi began to hit the spiritual wall of Zhihai again.

The pain from the soul made the body tremble, and Murong Linzhi's spiritual sense did not dare to leave the body alone to avoid the pain from the soul, because the silver demon pill was too bewitching, and Murong Lin Zhi was afraid that it would make some demon moths.

Murong Lin gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and a trace of blood oozed from the bite on his lip. Sweat keeps flowing out of the pores.

Murong Linzhi's clothes had just been dried, and they were soaked again.

Zhu Twelve stopped arranging the formation, and he stood in front of Murong Lin Zhi and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Time rushed like flowing water, and an hour passed, and the evil aura on the silver demon pill disappeared, and it retracted back to the size of a fist again.

Murong Linzhi's divine sense scanned the entire demon pill, except for the color, it was no different from the other demon pills, transparent, full of vitality, and vigorous vitality.

"It's never simple. Murong Lin Zhi raised the demon pill and said to Zhu Twelve.

Zhu Twelve nodded, then took out the stone coffin from Murong Linzhi, injected spiritual power, and pushed open the coffin lid.

At this time, the coffin had been divided into four spaces that did not interfere with each other, two of which were placed like sleeping corpses, one space was empty, and the other space, Zhu Twelve found something like paper.

Zhu Twelve took it out and counted it carefully, there were actually more than a hundred, holding it, he looked at Murong Linzhi in confusion.

"It should be the skin of an innate demon beast. Murong Linzhi thought for a while and said.

There was nothing stored in the coffin, except for human corpses, but also animal corpses.

The skin is as thin as a cicada's wings, as light as a feather, and as white as snow.

Zhu Twelve didn't know what the use of the animal skins that had been processed by the coffin was, so he put them back in their original places.

Murong Lin Zhi put the silver demon pill in the space where there were no items, then took out the bag and poured the corpse of the flying bat into the coffin with Zhu Twelve.

Bag after bag was poured, and hundreds of storage bags were emptied, but the space where the silver demon pill was placed was not filled, it was simply a bottomless pit.

After closing the coffin lid, retracting the aura, and putting the stone coffin into the ring, Murong Lin Zhi and Zhu Twelve sat cross-legged again.

Refining the silver demon pill evil qi, the danger was full of dangers, and he almost lost his life, refining the mutated demon pill evil qi again, Murong Lin had to prepare carefully.

First of all, he had to invite helpers, this time Zhu Twelve's cultivation was too low, he had just broken through the innate and only practiced one layer of qi, and he almost gave up with all his strength.

Next time, Zhu Twelve must reach the peak of the ninth layer of Qi training, Murong Lin Zhi thought about the time, it only takes three days, and there is no hurry.

Zhu Twelve reached the peak of the ninth layer of Qi training, and the other eleven clones also had to reach the peak of the ninth layer of Qi training.

Long Chunfeng, She Xiayu, Ma Qiushuang, Yang Dongxue, Hou Meilei, Ji Moting, and Gou Shidian were all split due to the Demon Pill's Evil Qi Refining Soul, and now they were at the peak of the ninth layer of Qi Training, and Murong Lin Zhi didn't need to consider the improvement of their seven clones.

The clones Lu Dadi, Niu Zhong'an, Uncle Tiger and Xiuwei have reached the seventh level of Qi training, and the fourth doppelganger Ji Xiang has reached a higher level of Qi training, and has reached the eighth level of Qi training.

The improvement of the cultivation of the four people, thanks to the white emulsion in the molten cave, it dissolved the spiritual liquid transformed into the demon pill, and the spiritual power exceeded the spirit stone by a hundred times, and there were no side effects.

The monk of the day after tomorrow uses a cup of spiritual liquid to mix four buckets of water, one cup per person a day, which can be digested and absorbed. Using a cup of spiritual liquid to mix a bucket of water, an innate follower can consume a cup of spiritual liquid in a day, and it can be swallowed completely and cultivated to grow.

The doppelganger does not need to be blended, and directly devours the dissolved spiritual liquid, without any discomfort, just drinking an extra bucket of dissolved water every day.

The clone consumes one demon pill a day, cultivates to improve one level, and has no physical pain, let alone the help of the main soul to refine.

The time consumed a day, but it far exceeded that of other Qi cultivators.

White lotion was really a good thing, and Murong Lin Zhi didn't have time to study it. At this time, all his thoughts were on the purple oak.

The purple tree is a relic of his mother, and Murong Linzhi has always carried it with him, and it has saved Murong Linzhi's life twice.

At the same time, it is an indispensable item that changes Murong's fate. The nurturing of the twelve divided souls is all due to it.

Murong Lin Zhi stroked it as if he was caressing his mother's soft hands, and this time, thanks to the purple light it emitted, he didn't let the body die.

"It's not a piece of wood, it's that simple. Zhu Twelve whispered, his soul had lived in the purple wood, but he was like being conceived in his mother's body, and he didn't know the situation inside.

"Of course it's not easy!" Murong Lin glanced at Zhu Twelve and said slowly.

"It's a spiritual treasure, or a magic weapon. "With the memories of forty followers, Zhu Twelve is not a layman who knows nothing about cultivation.

"More than the magic weapon. Murong Lin Zhi stroked the purple tree and replied in an affirmative tone.

"Give it a try. ”

Murong Lin was taken aback, he had never considered this question, he turned his head to look at Zhu Twelve.

If the mutant demon pill wants to continue refining, the purple slicwood is the second hole card carefully prepared by Murong Lin Zhi.

If the purple tree drops the chain at a critical moment, what awaits Murong Lin will be a catastrophe, or even death.

Zhu Twelve's suggestion made Murong Lin suddenly enlightened. Without a trace of hesitation, Murong Linzhi took out a knife and slashed it on his finger, and the wound was bleeding like an infusion.

The purple tree approached the wound, and the blood flowed onto the purple tree, which was like a big tree in the desert, desperately sucking the blood that flowed.

Quickly put his spiritual sense on the purple tree, and Murong Lin used his soul to refine.

Seeing that the face of the body was getting paler and paler, Zhu Twelve was taken aback, and quickly took out the ring from the body, took out the solid yuan body, like a jelly bean, and stuffed Murong Lin Zhi's mouth one after another.

Gu Yuan Dan melted in his mouth, and Murong Linzhi's face changed slightly.

"Spiritual power, a lot of spiritual power!"

Zhu Twelve looked around, looked at the indoor cover formation, gritted his teeth, waved his hands, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the room.

With a little finger, it turned into the spiritual power of the wind and hugged Murong Linzhi's body.

The "hum" body absorbs spiritual power, like a bison.

Zhu Twelve glanced at the body, and when he saw that the body was fine, he took out the spirit stone from the ring.

Ten, twenty, thirty......

Hundreds of spirit stones were thrown into the array, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred......

It only took the time of one pillar of incense for a thousand spirit stones.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand......

Zhu Twelve threw out five thousand spirit stones into the array, and Murong Lin stopped devouring them like a whale.

Zhu Twelve breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Murong Lin Feng for his 100,000 spirit stones, otherwise, the deity would be drawn into a dried corpse, and Zhu Twelve lowered his head and counted the spirit stones in the bag.

"Hey," Zhu Twelve sighed.

Murong Linzhi's body was weak, and it took him a lot of effort to stand up.

"What are you sighing for?" asked Murong Linzhi.

"There are less than 80,000 spirit stones. Zhu Twelve reported to Murong Lin.

"What more?" said Murong Lin with a smile. Only by transforming resources into strength as soon as possible can they survive in the beast tide, and Murong Linzhi didn't care about this.

Zhu Twelve handed the ring to Murong Lin Zhi and did not speak again.

Murong Linzhi hung the purple tree on his chest, this time the blood sacrifice of the purple tree, Murong Linzhi did not completely succeed, and only obtained part of the permission.

The consumption was so huge, the light spirit stones were as high as five thousand, but Murong Lin Zhi did not regret it at all.

"The purple tree can't be used like an arm, but the permission to use the purple light to refine the mutant demon pill is enough!" Murong Lin Zhi finally obtained this most valuable hole card.

Murong Lin Zhi thought of this, smiled happily, he began to check his body, starting from practicing the Silver Demon Pill, fighting on the edge of life and death, the harvest should not be bad.

The physical body was already exhausted, Murong Lin Zhi swallowed the Gu Yuan Dan, which was an upgraded pill used by innate qi cultivators, and to Murong Lin Zhi, it was like a cow chewing a peony, but he didn't care about it completely.

"The light purple thread in the blood?" Murong Lin Zhi found that not only did the light purple thread not disappear, but it was a hundred times thicker, and the color had also deepened, and there was no pale color.

There are no other changes in the body, except fatigue, which is still fatigue.

"The soul has grown a lot, and if you have cultivated the six demon pills, you have to carry out thirteen soul splits. ”

The speed of refining the demon pill has doubled, but the evil qi required for soul growth has increased tenfold.

"Soul, this time the soul has changed. ”