Chapter 37: Shadow of Death
Zhang Yan only felt that his chest exploded, and the piercing pain made him gasp coldly, the ribs in his chest were broken, the flesh and blood were flying, and the blood was still flowing, but the internal organs were fortunately not harmed, otherwise he would have lost half his life.
Endured the pain, his hands and feet trembled slightly, he got up from the ground with difficulty and sat down, his face became more and more pale, he looked down at his chest, white bones, but he had experienced life and death before, and Zhang Yan no longer had a trace of fear for these injuries.
I took out a few heart pills and other healing pills from the storage bag and began to meditate to heal my wounds.
"Boy, you are not lightly injured, although your body is strong, but the dying counterattack of the strong man in the Jindan period did not kill you, it is a fluke, he can't see your strength, otherwise you will explode your body, I can't stop it, you can rest here for a few days, heal yourself, I don't think anyone will come." I'm very weak now, and I need to recuperate, so don't call me if there's nothing to do. ”
After Xu Yuanzi finished speaking, he was silent again, and completely fell silent in the small stone.
Zhang Yan didn't speak, he understood what Xuan Yuanzi meant, he could kill Xiao Jie, in addition to the help of Xuan Yuanzi, it was definitely a fluke to be able to kill the other party, if Xiao Jue started to fly away, waiting for the opportunity to come again, he didn't know if Lu Dao could escape from the other party's palm.
On the road of cultivation in the future, in the face of any situation, we must weigh it, and it is the royal way to obtain the greatest benefit at the lowest cost, and first of all, we must ensure our own lives!
While thinking about the thrilling scene of the fight just now, he silently ran the Qingling Gong, and the healing medicine slowly took effect, slowly repairing the wounds on his body, and the wounds on his chest were no longer as hideous and terrifying as just now, and they would be healed in a day or two at most.
This dense forest located at the southernmost end of the Mushan Mountain Range is a dense forest, and in addition to wild beasts, there are birds, snakes and insects every day, and few demon beasts appear.
On this day, among a bush in the dense forest, Zhang Yan woke up from meditation, looked down at his chest, there was completely new flesh growing there, there was no trace of scarring, his eyes were full of excitement, and he muttered to himself: "It's only been two days, and he has been healed, and now his body is really terrifying, even self-healing is so strong, those healing drugs can't have such a terrifying effect, it seems that his body is more than a star and a half stronger than before." ”
Zhang Yan got up and moved a little, the wound did not leave any hidden dangers, and he recovered as before.
At this time, Zhang Yan remembered that Xiao Jie's body and belongings had not been disposed of, turned around and walked out of the bushes, and walked towards the place where the fight had been fought two days ago.
Zhang Yan couldn't help but secretly stumble, he couldn't imagine that the power of his punch was so powerful, but it was also due to Xiao Jieyuan's own serious injury and weakness, plus his surprise, he could kill the enemy with such a punch.
Picked up the dark green flying sword left by Xiao Jue on the ground, the flying sword was not damaged at all, the lines on it were dense, and it was obviously carved a lot of formations, and at a glance, it was known that the Dao was much better than the flying sword used by Zhang Yan, at least it was also the best magic weapon.
As soon as Xiao Jue died, the divine consciousness imprint on it had already broken and disappeared, and without thinking about it, Zhang Yan turned over his hand and threw it into the storage bag first.
Looking at the corpse in a tragic form, Zhang Que did not have a trace of fluctuation in his heart, and groped around Xiao Jue for a long time, and found a dark red storage bag, which was much more advanced than the storage bag that Zhang Que bought.
The divine consciousness imprint on the storage bag was also shattered, and now the divine consciousness has been condensed, for Zhang Yan, it is much easier to take the contents inside, and the divine consciousness enters the storage bag, and the imprint on the top that has been shattered but has not dissipated has been completely erased.
There is a lot of space in the storage bag, there are dozens of square meters, and the items inside are divided into four parts, and in a corner, there are piles of elixirs, but after checking it, what makes Zhang Yan frustrated is that there is no elixir to refine Zhuji Dan, and he doesn't take a closer look at the other elixirs. But when he saw the second item, Zhang Que was overjoyed, and there were five crystal and mellow pills lying there quietly, not Zhuji Dan or something, which made Zhang Que almost scream.
Took out the Zhuji Dan, put it in front of him and smelled it, the medicinal fragrance was overflowing, and the aura was many times richer than the Qi Induction Pill, and it was sure that it was Zhuji Dan Undoubtedly, Zhang Yan carefully put the pill into his storage bag.
Looking at Xiao Jue's storage bag again, there was a pile of clothes in the other place, Zhang Yan ignored it directly, and looked at the innermost corner, in that corner, there were only two items, one was a silver-white token-like thing, and the other was a black blade. The blade was only half a foot long, two fingers wide, and the blade was curved to form a graceful arc, the edge of the blade was only a thin point, shining with a blinding cold light, and the rest of the blade was completely black.
Zhang Yan didn't think much about it, took out the blade, and prepared to hold it in the palm of his hand to check it.
Unexpectedly, Kankan took the blade out of the storage bag, but the inky black blade flew up on its own, the speed was as fast as a lightning bolt, and the inky black blade, when it slashed through the air, it was faintly impossible to find a trace, and even the divine sense could only catch a little sound.
Zhang Yan was shocked, and instantly thought that this was definitely a powerful treasure, and he had generated spirituality by himself, otherwise how could he get up on his own, and he must not let it run away.
Just when Zhang Que was about to get up and chase, the blade did not fly away, but stabbed at Zhang Que without warning, the blade seemed to be hidden in the air, Zhang Que couldn't catch it at all, and couldn't help but fly back in horror, "Bang Bang" pinched out two diamond talismans in a row, and stuck them on his chest.
But what made Zhang Que's soul rise was that the blade stabbed in the blink of an eye, and with a "click", the spiritual power shield condensed by the two vajra talismans shattered instantly, and Zhang Que's whole person was shocked and retreated for a long distance.
Before Zhang Yan could react, the blade stabbed in front of him with a "whoosh" in a blink of an eye, and slashed at him.
Zhang Yan wanted to cry without tears, and when he was about to throw out the talisman seal again, a coercion suddenly fell, and the blade stopped in mid-air tremblingly, but it seemed that he was still trying his best to stab down.
"Boy, can you not be so reckless in the future, I have saved you from the trauma of my soul several times, and now I am so embarrassed by a spiritual weapon. ”
Although the soul is weak, Xuan Yuanzi still has no choice but to make a move, otherwise Zhang Que will not be able to surrender this spiritual weapon at all, and maybe he will be destroyed by the spiritual weapon, then he will be laughable and generous, but he still has to wait for Zhang Que to condense his physical body for him.
"This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it already has a trace of spirituality in itself, and because this spiritual weapon is too powerful, there is still a wisp of Xiao Du's divine consciousness on it, so it is naturally hostile to you. ”
The body of the divine soul of the Void Yuanzi became weaker and more transparent, standing upright in the air, pointing at the blade, pinching the strange seal, and shouting: "The divine shadow falls, shatters!"
"Buzz!"
The blade fell, and without the edge just now, it was caught by Zhang Yan.
"You first refine this medium-grade spiritual weapon with blood, although you have not yet reached the foundation building period, but your divine consciousness and mana are comparable to the early stage of the foundation building period, and you can barely control the medium-grade spirit weapon. ”
"Also, don't look at me now, I look very strong, in fact, it's not, it's just that my cultivation was strong in the past, and my divine soul is naturally much stronger, so I can only sneak attack by surprise, otherwise, even if I encounter the foundation building period, a powerful spell from others can kill me, so remember to be careful from now on. ”
After speaking, Xuyuanzi returned to Xiaoshizi and fell silent.
Zhang Yan's heart sank, and he secretly remembered it in his heart.
Rubbing the blade in his hand, the blade exuded a gloomy coldness, and the slightest chill made Zhang Yan shiver.
It's really a medium-grade magic weapon!
In the world of cultivating immortals, magic weapons are also hierarchical, during the qi refining period, due to the restrictions of cultivation and divine consciousness, only simple magic weapons can be used, and in the foundation building period, those who have conditions or strong backgrounds will generally refine a spiritual weapon to increase their combat effectiveness.
As for the Jindan period and the Yuan infant period, they are all magic weapons, magic weapons, which are more powerful than spiritual weapons, and ordinary monks will refine the suitable magic weapons into their own natal magic weapons, and the power of the natal magic weapons will be much stronger.
Some old monsters in their infancy, walking outside all year round, visiting various places, occasionally having adventures, accidentally found the ancient monk's cemetery, if they are lucky, they may dig out the more powerful ancient treasures.
The prosperity of the ancient immortal cultivators is not comparable to today, and the magic weapon is not known to be geometrically stronger than it is now.
Therefore, the more powerful the magic weapon in the hands of an immortal cultivator, whether it is fighting or preserving life, it is one of the most powerful guarantees.
Now that Zhang Yan is only the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period, he has a medium-grade spiritual weapon, so in addition to the foundation building period, there may be few opponents in the Qi Refining Period.
Zhang Yan played with it for a long time, bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood to the blade, and began to practice.
The sacrifice took longer than Zhang Yan thought, and it took five hours before the sacrifice was finally completed.
At this moment, Zhang Yan sat cross-legged among the bushes, and his mind moved, the inky black blade flew up with a "whoosh", and there was no trace of the flying sword at all like lightning, and he didn't take half a breath, the flying sword returned to Zhang Yan's hand, and the bushes around him fell neatly in pieces.
"The speed of this blade is incredible, plus it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, not to mention facing an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, even if it is a foundation building period, if you don't pay attention, you may be cut in half. This spiritual weapon will be called the Shadow Killing Blade in the future!"
Zhang Yan looked at the Shadow Blade in his hand and muttered to himself excitedly.
After a while of skilling the Shadow Blade in the forest, he reluctantly put it away.
"It's time to leave, too!"
Zhang Yan walked out of the bushes, stopped in front of Xiao Jie's corpse, and released a flame bomb technique, burning the corpses and blood stains on the ground, leaving nothing but charred black.
Looking at the bushes that had stayed for a few days, Zhang Yan hesitated for a while, turned over his hand and took out the ancient umbrella from the storage bag, found a long cloth, wrapped it tightly, put it on his back again, looked for a direction, and walked towards the outside of the dense forest.