Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality: Chapter 135 The Basis of Killing
Lu Tong has never heard of a method of killing.
But think about it carefully.
Talent is normal.
Yiyi Sect is a sect with a long history.
Even a small sect like the Pirates Sect, with only a few members, has all kinds of methods, let alone the Yiyi Sect.
He was silent for a moment and said, "Young Taoist Shi, do you want to buy a Dharma door?"
Shi Yong's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately and said: "Brother Lu! The Iron Lin Beast has a method of condensing iron armor. Do you have it there? Other methods are also fine. I will pay a high price!"
Lu Tong glanced at it, shook his head and said, "Not for sale."
He kicked Sanniu in the stomach.
Three girls started running quickly.
Shi Yong chased after a few steps and continued: "Brother Lu, just ask for anything you want! Pill? Magic weapon? I will create a secret technique of the soul!"
Lu Tong was very moved.
The secret technique of the soul is no less valuable than a foundation-building method with magical powers.
Unfortunately, he had never even heard of what Shi Yong wanted before.
Return to the Bamboo House.
Dian Si'er sat at the table, his face full of joy.
There is a stone cabinet on the table.
Lu Tong went to sit down and asked, "What's so good about you, so happy?"
"Master, the ectoplasm is almost ready!"
"Which one?"
"White dates!"
Lu Tong immediately came over.
The five spiritual liquids left by Youlao are white dates, green peaches, green beans, kenaf, and yellow bamboo shoots.
Use special methods to cultivate spiritual grass, then transplant the stamens to condense the corresponding spiritual liquid.
After acquiring the method, Dian Sier studied it almost every day.
Unfortunately, no one has given me any advice, so I have no clue.
Lu Tong originally had given up hope, but he didn’t expect it to happen.
Dian Si'er turned around the cabinet and opened a drawer.
There was a layer of black soil in the drawer, and vines sprouted from the soil.
Milk white vines, only one finger long.
The small red flowers the size of rice grains bloom at the end, which are very eye-catching.
Lu Tong looked at the vines, then looked at the cabinet back and forth, and said, "Is this the cabinet where the flame-eating shrimps are hatched?"
"Well! I put the seeds in, and a row of spiritual beads, and tried to cultivate them using methods, but I didn't expect them to actually come alive."
"Smart. What are the benefits of white dates?"
"There is a lot of spiritual energy. According to You Lao's book, a ten-foot-long vine condenses spiritual fluid every day, which is equivalent to the spiritual energy gathered by a monk at the first level of Qi training, absorbing a stick of incense."
Very few.
For a foundation-building monk, it is insignificant.
It's just sand that gathers to form a hill.
If there are hundreds of vines several feet long, it is not a small number.
Lu Tongmo calculated it and said: "Take Dahan and Erhu to empty our ship, cover it with soil, and use it to cultivate the spiritual liquid."
"Master, this time it will cost a lot of spirit beads."
"It's okay."
Lu Tong's net worth includes magic weapons, finished elixirs, some gold and silver, and spiritual beads.
Most of the other things are on Dian Si'er.
Dian Si'er has always been very considerate.
……
Inside the Bamboo House.
Lu Tong was dressed in a black robe and a dark gold belt, sitting cross-legged on the bed.
Three Qi spiritual smoke came out of the mouth and nose.
Two scaly wolves, one big and one small, ran and swam following the pink smoke.
He looked at the spirit smoke, his heart beating.
Now I have the following skills:
The Taoist Sect's secret method, Qingyin soldiers, red armored horses, and a skyscraper sedan that lacks the black cotton of Ji Feng.
The techniques of fists and kicks include Heaven-Receiving Palm, Broken Tower Kick, Xuan Ice Claw, as well as magic seals that can suppress all directions and Xuan Ice Thousand Miles.
Magic weapon, thirty-six golden scales, three spirit smokes, and the newly acquired robe of the resentful maiden. In addition, there are many magic weapons left behind by past opponents after their deaths.
It can be said that it is mixed but not refined.
The Taoist Sect's spells are only acceptable among the foundation-building monks, and only one of them is sharp.
The skills of fists and kicks are only passable.
Magic weapon.
The thirty-six golden scales lacked the refinement of the weapon refiner, and such good materials were wasted; the three-qi spirit smoke, the refining time was too short, and such a good method was wasted.
On the contrary, the few magic weapons Zhuo Rong left behind are very sharp.
After a long time.
Lu Tong took a long breath.
If Shi Yong hadn't broken the last layer of window paper, I might have had to wait until he fell down before he realized——
In the past, sharp attacks were mostly based on the three magical powers of "cloud, wind, and fire".
Everywhere else is "deficient".
He couldn't help but think.
It is useless to be greedy. Maybe you should calm down and make some choices.
"Secret Demon Fate Body Skill"
It is both the foundation of cultivation and the foundation of killing.
……
Whale boat, on the water side.
At a table.
Lu Tong and Chuanyun sit opposite each other.
Chuanyun bit a piece of waterweed, sucked the tender juice inside, and asked, "Are you going to get on the gambling table?"
"What about you?"
Lu Tong did not answer, but asked instead.
Three days have passed since that day of gambling on the waterside pavilion.
He waited for three days, but did not wait for Jing Xin to issue a new price.
For three days, the surface was indifferent.
Practice every day, practice boxing and kicking, blow in the cool breeze, bask in the sun, and walk around.
My heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
He had a bad guess.
There are three games in the Foundation Establishment Realm every day. It does not require too many people. It is possible that Jing Xin chose someone else.
There are nearly twenty foundation-building monks on board, and some of them have very deep auras, and they can tell at a glance that they have some tricks.
If you wait for the price to sell, you may not be able to sell it, and you will lose your money.
Chuanyun turned around and spat out the empty waterweed and said, "Maybe. Immortal Jing Xin came to see me and asked me to play at the gambling table if necessary. I agreed."
Lu Tong couldn't help but smile bitterly.
What a mess.
It seems that what I said that day was too straightforward, and it was counterproductive.
Had I known it, I would have made cheap remarks like "I am willing to do my best".
Among everyone, although his strength is not top-notch, he is still among the above average.
Half of these monks who have been recruited with money are like Kong Chengsheng, who have had bad luck and used ordinary exercises to build their foundation.
He was a little annoyed and took a deep breath.
The cool breeze blows, bringing a strong aroma of wine.
Lu Tong looked into the distance and asked a waiter next to him: "Is Wuyou Mountain here?"
At the end of the field of vision, there is still boundless water.
The waiter said: "It's still early. The smell of Wuyou Mountain's wine can spread for hundreds of miles. It will take at least half an hour."
After a while, the clear lake water began to turn turbid.
There were large pieces of wine lees floating on the water, as well as messy debris and garbage.
A small hill appears in the distance.
As the whale boat approached, the hilltop grew larger and larger, finally almost touching the sky.
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Two figures on the whale boat rose into the sky.
Jing Xin took Mu Wan and left first, flying towards the mountainside.
"Everyone! Master has found a place to stay, the 'Yunye Inn' on the twelfth floor of the mountain."
Long Huo gave each person a sound-transmitting water snail and said: "You can walk freely in the past few days, just pay attention to the sound transmission of the water snail."
Lu Tong put away the water snail.
Lao Han sat loosely on San Niu's back, taking Da Han and Er Hu with him, preparing to disembark.
"Shopkeeper, I'll take the three of them for a walk. When we get back, we'll live on the boat instead of going to the inn."
Lu Tong nodded.
Old Hantou's magic power was almost gone, but he often took various elixirs and ended up hanging with his last breath.
He took out ten taels of gold and a handful of broken silver and scattered them among them.
"You are unfamiliar with the place here, so be careful. You three, listen to Old Hantou in everything."
"Okay."
A few people left.
Dian Si'er also came out with his sisters and said, "Master, growing spiritual grass requires a lot of materials. I'll go out and buy some."
"Well, if you meet a wine seller, buy some wine recipes."
The group of people left one after another.
Chuanyun stood aside, watching a few people leave in a lively manner, feeling very envious.
Lu Tong raised his tiger paw, stepped on a cloud, and flew away.
Chuanyun asked loudly: "Where are you going?"
"Tavern."
He took a few steps, turned around and said, "If you don't try the wine here in Wuyou Mountain, it would be in vain. Are you going?"
"You want to buy me a drink?"
Chuanyun widened his eyes and looked surprised.
Lu Tong smiled and nodded.
He didn't want to treat him, but he was worried that if he drank too much, no one would take him back to the inn.