Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 952: Bone
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Chapter 952 Bones
Rao is a knowledgeable Long Moshen, and has never heard of the Zhenmai Shenzhu, but as the name suggests, you can hear its effect from its name.
If the dragon vein can really be controlled, just like the mountain stone can guard the entire mountain gate, this Zhenzhu Shenzhu is really against the sky.
Mu Wushuang recalled that before the divine consciousness entered the space of the stone pillars, the words that he saw on the stone pillars were all ancient words, which were difficult to understand, but she quickly understood the meaning.
She looked at Long Moshen and said with some excitement:
"Yes, yes, it is the **** pillar that can guard the dragon veins, so that outsiders cannot extract the dragon veins, nor can they extract the essence of the dragon veins. A dragon vein can guard a dragon vein!"
Long Moshen looked into the wooden box, and there were more than a dozen wooden sticks left inside. If these wooden sticks could be turned into stone pillars, they would be able to guard a dozen dragon veins.
He thought intently, these sacred pillars should be built based on dragon veins. Does that mean that there were a dozen dragon veins in the Cangming Continent, or that the Queen Mother of the West had a dozen dragon veins?
What kind of existence is Queen Mother West?
He felt that when he returned to the spiritual world, it was necessary to take a look from the mouth of his old man. Queen Mother of the West was such a stunning and brilliant figure, who had fallen for about a hundred thousand years, and he was considered a person of the same period.
However, his family has been in the immortal world for more than ten generations. The Queen Mother of the West may have been in the Cangming Continent, she has never ascended, and there is no intersection.
"Shuang'er, you can try another one."
He picked up the wooden sticks in the wooden box, handed them to Wushuang, and asked her to try again to see if the remaining wooden sticks were all "Zhenmai Shenzhu".
She took the wooden sign, and the imprint of the cinnabar flat peach that had just disappeared on her forehead reappeared, and she saw the same picture as before.
The text has not changed.
When she returned to her spiritual sense, as expected, the wooden sign in her hand became a small stone pillar.
This is really a divine tool. If a wooden stick is acquired by someone else, it will not become a sacred pillar, and such an ordinary wooden stick, who would treat it as a treasure?
I don't know who created this Zhenmai Divine Pillar. It must be a great refiner. Nowadays, I am afraid that no one can create such a god-defying fetish.
The reason why she believes that this was created by someone else, not Queen Mother of the West, is because the handwriting on the stone pillar is dancing with dragons and phoenix, which is obviously the handwriting of a man.
The handwriting is integrated with the stone pillar. The person who refines the instrument is the person who engraves the letter. There is a charm in the words, and each word is closely related to the function of the sacred pillar, so this refiner is very powerful, so powerful. People can match, no one can surpass.
"The rest are supposed to be the sacred pillars. Let's put them here for now, so they won't become stone pillars."
She said.
It won’t be too late to turn the wooden sign into a pillar of the pulse.
Long Mo nodded deeply, closed the wooden box and let her put it in the space.
With this sacred pillar of the veins, the dragon veins obtained from Bodhi City this time don’t have to worry about being robbed or evacuated, which made both of them feel more at ease.
Mu Wushuang was originally worried that an accident would happen if this dragon vein was placed in the underworld. She could not stay in the underworld all the time. If a strong person took away the essence of the dragon vein, it would be extremely annoying.
It's all right now, when the time comes to place the Zhenzhu Shenzhu above the dragon veins, even if the immortal emperor comes, it will not take away the dragon veins of the underworld!
"Since this is a good thing, it's fine. Just now, Xi Xi's hand suddenly broke, and my face turned pale in fright."
Wujizi said with a smile.
A fairy is a fairy, and an elixir is an elixir. A broken hand can grow back in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, it was just a shock.
Mu Wushuang chuckled: "I came down this time and brought a lot of healing pills. I will leave the elixir for you at that time, in case you need it."
"No, no, we don't need elixir!" Wuji shook his head quickly.
Yao Qing also said: "Our Azure Cloud Sword Sect is already a top power in the mainland. We won't be injured in our leisure, and we don't need the elixir at all. You should keep it for yourself."
The elixir is very precious when you hear it. They don't want Wushuang to spend money.
Long Xuanxi smiled and said: "My mother made the elixir by herself. She is now a third-class elixir master, so Grandpa Yao, grandpa in charge, please feel free to hold it."
"Yes, yes!" Xiao Rou'er agreed. In fact, she was not listening to what they were talking about. Her round eyes looked not far away. Under the order of Wujizi, all the disciples of the Zongmen came. Now, she started digging around Qianchi Lake, and she was enthusiastic about it.
The third stage elixir!
Ninth-Rank and 10-Rank Alchemists are already known as god-level alchemists on the mainland. I didn’t expect that there are still elixir alchemists above them, and Wushuang has become a third-class elixir so soon. In less than a year, he has made such rapid progress. Sure enough, a genius is a genius!
Knowing that it is an elixir refined by Wushuang, they will not refuse now.
The disciples flew in one after another, digging the ground vigorously, digging into the sky.
After a while, I heard a disciple shouting loudly:
"Head! Something has been dug up here!"
So they flew in the direction of the disciple.
The disciple dug a deep pit four or five people high, a boot was dug out by the disciple, and the disciple continued to dig.
This boot should be a magic weapon, so it has not rotted, but it is also mottled on it, and it can only be vaguely distinguished from the pattern on it, which is a black flower pattern.
She and the emperor looked at each other, and both frowned slightly.
Obviously, they thought about it together.
There are boots here, maybe there are bones.
Sure enough, there was a "knock" sound from underneath, and the disciple's shovel knocked on a hard object.
"Bones! Head, there are bones underneath!" The disciple looked at the white jade bones and shouted to them.
"Dig it up!" Wuji said.
The disciple hummed and dug out the whole body in a short while, but when he lifted it, he didn't lift it, and found that the bone's hand bone was still connected to something.
He quickly digs through the soil to see that there is still a bone underneath!
"Also...and more!"
"Come on, I'll go down and have a look." Mu Wushuang said.
"Okay, Master Sister, I will go up now." After this disciple came up, Mu Wushuang and Long Mo jumped down deeply.
The clothes on the bones have not completely decayed, but they have also become rags. The bones are white jade, which proves that the master of the bones had a high level of cultivation before his life, at least at the spiritual emperor realm.
Long Moshen separated a corpse underneath from the soil and pulled it out. This corpse is much smaller, and a sword is inserted in the heart, and this sword, which is almost decayed, is being The bones were caught in his hands.
As soon as the sword was exposed to the air, it immediately turned into fly ash, and the boots were the same.