Chapter 105: Mutation of Casting Pulse Pill (1)
Zhao Feiyu struggled and opened his eyes a little.
The young monk looked at Zhao Feiyu's dying body covered in bloodstains, and couldn't help but whispered, "You are really lucky, you can survive such a serious injury."
The young monk took out a pill and put it into Zhao Feiyu's mouth.
Zhao Feiyu only felt a warm current flowing into her body along her lips, and the warm current turned into pure spiritual energy to nourish Zhao Feiyu's body.
"The next step will be to see whether your fate is in danger." The young monk stood up and disappeared into the distance.
Zhao Feiyu only felt that her exhausted body gradually regained some vitality.
After a while, Zhao Feiyu moved his right hand slightly, then supported his body and stood up modestly.
The pain all over his body hit him like a tide, causing Zhao Feiyu to stumble and almost fall to the ground again.
Zhao Feiyu dragged herself to an ancient tree and sat down against it, then started breathing heavily.
The injuries on his body were extremely serious, and the injuries caused to him by the sword cultivator from the Shenying Eagle were not serious. The most serious injuries were the lacerations caused by Sander when he manipulated Zhao Feiyu's body to use the Thunder Hidden Technique.
That is not what Zhao Feiyu's flesh and blood body in the mortal realm can withstand. If Zhao Feiyu hadn't swallowed up the surging blood and energy in the half of the monster beast's broken body before, the blood and energy in his body was much thicker than that of ordinary monks in the mortal realm.
When using the Thunder Hidden Technique, he was torn into a ball of minced flesh.
"There are good people in the world of immortality..." Zhao Feiyu closed her eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
The blood and spiritual energy in Zhao Feiyu's body continued to surge, repairing the injuries on Zhao Feiyu's body.
However, without the supplement of external forces, it would be difficult for Zhao Feiyu to repair his body injuries in a short period of time.
"Damn it." Zhao Feiyu suddenly thought of the pile of vegetation elixirs in the yellow mud furnace. During the battle with the Condor Sect sword cultivator, they all fell to the ground, and not a single vegetation elixir remained.
Zhao Feiyu summoned the yellow clay furnace with a thought.
The yellow clay furnace transformed into a foot-sized shape and slowly rotated in front of Zhao Feiyu.
I saw a mark on the body of the yellow clay furnace. It was obvious that this mark was caused by the sword light of the sword cultivator of the Condor Sect.
"Fortunately, it didn't break." Zhao Feiyu observed the yellow clay stove for a moment, then put the yellow clay stove back, "I didn't expect that the stove made of yellow clay was quite strong."
"The talisman is the best to use." Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but sigh. The talisman didn't require high levels of cultivation or magical means, and could be activated very easily.
And as long as there are enough materials and soul energy, the talismans can be accumulated continuously and exert great combat effectiveness in battle.
"After I recover, I'd better make more talismans." Zhao Feiyu was about to close her eyes and rest, when she suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching instantly.
I saw a figure rushing over from the tree and heading towards Zhao Feiyu.
Zhao Feiyu ignored the pain on his body and quickly turned around to avoid it.
The figure punched the ancient tree, but seemed not to feel the slightest pain and attacked Zhao Feiyu like a wild beast.
Zhao Feiyu saw that the figure's eyes were scarlet like a murderer's. His right hand was injured in the previous punch and was already stained red with blood, but he felt that the figure had the slightest hint of pain.
Zhao Feiyu gave a soft drink, and the seal on Guixu's spiritual veins was released.
A devouring force came from deep inside Zhao Feiyu's body, and the spiritual energy and blood in that figure escaped uncontrollably and was instantly swallowed by the Guixu spiritual veins in Zhao Feiyu's body.
Before the figure even touched Zhao Feiyu's body, he fell heavily in front of Zhao Feiyu.
Zhao Feiyu looked towards the figure, and that figure had turned into a mummy, looking extremely terrifying.
The swallowed spiritual energy and blood nourished Zhao Feiyu's body, and Zhao Feiyu only felt that his body had recovered some of his injuries.
"There is a familiar feeling..." Zhao Feiyu looked at the corpse in front of him, and suddenly felt that the aura that the figure just exuded had a very familiar feeling.
"The breath of the Pulse Casting Pill!" Zhao Feiyu suddenly thought of the Pulse Casting Pill that he had swallowed when he first came to this world.
Although Zhao Feiyu was a little vague about the aura of the Pulse Casting Pill, the aura emanating from that figure was very similar.
"Pulse Casting Pill..." Thinking of this name, Zhao Feiyu's expression suddenly darkened. He thought that although he was inadvertently involved in the trial of Fallen Spirit Mountain, he originally just wanted to stay on the periphery of Fallen Spirit Mountain and wait for the trial.
At the end of the refining process, only the Pulse Casting Pill existed, and Zhao Feiyu had no choice but to go to the depths of Fallen Spirit Mountain to find Lingming Grass.
After experiencing so many things, Zhao Feiyu even realized that she had forgotten about the Pulse Casting Pill.
Zhao Feiyu gave the only Lingming grass elixir to Mu Hao. He originally thought that he could find other Lingming grass to refine the elixir, but he never thought that something happened in Falling Spirit Mountain. When Zhao Feiyu calmed down again
, it has arrived now.
"There is really something wrong with the Pulse Casting Pill..." Zhao Feiyu looked at the corpse in front of him and thought of the strong men who attacked him before. It was obvious that they were all inextricably linked to the Pulse Casting Pill.
"Damn it..." Zhao Feiyu stroked his chest and couldn't help but murmured, "I don't know when my poisonous hair will turn into this, right? No wonder the Monk Alliance wants to list the monks who have swallowed the Pulse Casting Pill.
Cultivation for sin..."
While Zhao Feiyu was thinking, a figure rushed towards Zhao Feiyu from the ancient forest.
That figure was the young monk who saved Zhao Feiyu before.
When Zhao Feiyu saw the young monk running straight towards him, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He thought that the Pulse Casting Pill he had swallowed had not been dissolved by Ling Ming Grass, so he might be regarded by the young monk as the big man before.
Usually cleaned up.
Zhao Feiyu is currently at his weakest. Although Zhao Feiyu does not know the true cultivation level of the young monk, Zhao Feiyu knows that it is difficult for him to fight with the young monk now.
The young monk came to Zhao Feiyu, looked at the mummified corpse in front of Zhao Feiyu, condensed a ball of flame in his hand, and fell on the corpse.
A burst of hot flames was seen, burning the corpse into ashes instantly.
"I didn't expect you to be quite lucky." The young monk clapped his hands, and then said, "These sin cultivators seem to have gone crazy recently. As long as they find a creature with spiritual energy and blood, they will rush to devour it like a mad dog, and
As if they were cursed, all the blood and spiritual energy in their bodies would disappear out of thin air and turn into a mummy. This guy should have been cursed by the Pulse Casting Pill and turned into a mummy before biting you. If not,
You have become a dead person now."
Hearing the young monk's words, Zhao Feiyu was slightly startled, but he didn't say anything. He could only ask as if he didn't know anything, "Sin Cultivator? What happened to them recently..."
"Don't you know?" the young monk said, "A few days ago, a group of people suddenly appeared and spread the Pulse Casting Pill everywhere. It is said that the Pulse Casting Pill can help monks who do not have spiritual veins in their bodies to open up a spiritual vein and embark on the path of cultivation.
Road. In these short few months, countless monks have swallowed the Pulse Casting Pill and embarked on the path of cultivation with the help of the Pulse Casting Pill."
"That group of people suddenly disappeared after spreading the Pulse Casting Pill for a period of time, as if they had never appeared before. And they did not receive any compensation, nor did they ask for anything in return, as if they were doing good deeds.
It’s the same thing as doing good deeds. This is very strange.”
"It stands to reason that this kind of medicinal elixir is extremely powerful and should be extremely precious. Even the foundation-building elixir within the sect cannot achieve such an effect. But it is given away by those people like cabbage.
To countless clans.”
"So within a short period of time, countless monks have swallowed the Pulse Casting Pill. As for the spiritual veins opened up by the Pulse Casting Pill, everyone doesn't know what the properties are. They just know that it can swallow the energy of heaven and earth.
He can use all the spiritual energy in the world for his own use, but the conversion efficiency is extremely low, and he can only practice it with the help of the corresponding skills of the Pulse Casting Pill, otherwise he will fall into a crazy situation."
"The Alliance of Monks discovered some strange clues in it, but this time the Pulse Casting Pill spread so fast that it spread to every corner of the millions of mountains without even taking into account the reaction."
"Although the Monk Alliance does not know the actual harm of selling out the bill, there must be something very fishy about such a frivolous act. No one would do such a good deed."
"So the monks' alliance classified all the monks who had swallowed Zhumai as criminal cultivators in an attempt to prevent the spread of the Pulse Casting Pill. However, many mortals still couldn't resist the temptation of Zhumai. If they want to embark on the path of cultivation, the sales order is simply impossible.
Repeatedly banned."
"Some time ago, those Pulse-casting Pill monks suddenly seemed to be going crazy. As long as there was spiritual energy or surging blood in their bodies, they would be eaten by those Pulse-casting Pill monks. Their spiritual energy and blood in the body reached
After a certain level, the body will be transformed into a mummy instantly, as if all its power was suddenly drained, and the spiritual energy and blood energy will be swallowed up by the pseudo-spiritual veins opened up in the body and disappear."
"And those Pulse Casting Pill monks who have fallen into a state of madness can no longer be called human beings. They are like wild beasts that only retain the most primitive animal instincts and only know how to kill. All consciousness has disappeared.
"
"Just like the monk you just saw, he is a very typical monk who has swallowed the Pulse Casting Pill."
"The Monk Alliance doesn't know who spreads the Pulse Casting Pill, but right now they are constantly devouring blood and spiritual energy. They must be planning some kind of bigger crisis. It is very likely that a powerful monk is practicing an evil thing.
Taoism, the monk alliance is investigating this matter. I believe the truth will be known soon."
"And the monks' alliance has also issued a demon-slaying order, requiring that any monks who have swallowed the Pulse Casting Pill should be killed immediately. There must be no further trouble."
As the young monk spoke, he took out a special talisman from his arms. The talisman was all green, and it looked like it was written by the Fengling Sect.
"Every monk who receives the mission will receive such a talisman. This talisman can extract the pseudo-spiritual veins from the body of the monk who has swallowed the Pulse-casting Pill. After reaching a certain number, it can also
Ask the sect for corresponding rewards."
"So now many young monks have left the sect and are hunting monks who have swallowed the Pulse Casting Pill in every corner of Qianqian Mountain."
"By the way, I forgot to ask, which sect are you a monk from?" The young monk looked at Zhao Feiyu and asked.
Chapter completed!