Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 505: Blood body, ghost body

Chapter 505: Blood Body, Ghost Body

"How many are there?"

"Five, only more than 10% of the life will be alive if you go to the wave."

"No more, neither Laozi nor Tingqiao came out."

"This wave is 70%."

"There are many young people, but as they get older, they will eventually die."

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was solemn.

Many monks entered the formation in waves, with more entering and fewer coming out. At first there were still people counting one by one, but later it became silent.

"Who's coming?"

Lu Tong stood outside the formation and shouted to the remaining thirty people.

No one answered.

Most of those who were dragged behind were afraid. The more they were afraid, the more they dragged on, and the more they dragged on, the more afraid they became. Some people were scared out of their wits.

"Secretary, Chief, I..."

A thin old man stood at the end, hesitatingly speaking a few words.

Lu Tong ignored it and asked again: "Who is coming?"

"I'll do it."

Luo Guan stood up from the ground, turned around and looked around, and said: "There is no turning back now, let's go together."

A few people looked at Lu Tong.

One of the middle-aged men in the qi training realm knelt down directly and said: "I don't want to gamble anymore. Please be kind to the boss and let me go back."

Some people understand in their hearts that they know what gambling is, and they have thought about death and are already prepared;

Some people are confused. When they see others bet their lives, they follow them on a whim. They only think about what will happen if they win, but never think about what will happen if they lose.

With a leader taking the lead, the remaining people knelt down one after another, and soon thirteen people knelt down.

Lu Tong's face was calm, but his eyes quickly darkened.

I bought elixirs, bought ghost weapons, arranged formations, and spent all the money that should be spent. I just received 6 million taels of silver during the Chinese New Year, and only a little over 2 million taels were left.

It's too late to leave now.

"Luo Guan, take them in."

"Hey."

Luo Gu'an sighed and said: "What are you afraid of? If you get over it, there will be a road to the sky. If you can't resist it, there will be hundreds of brothers on the road together. Let's go."

Luo Guan helped up an old monk next to him and dragged him into the formation.

"I don't bet!"

A man suddenly stood up and ran away outside.

After just two steps of escaping, he was stopped by fog ghosts wearing hats and black clothes.

"Don't forget, we are in this together."

Lu Tong withdrew his gaze and waved his hand towards the formation.

"Send them in."

Before we became fog ghosts, we were indeed together.

But after these people became fog ghosts, they have become part of the Ghost Division. To run away from battle is to be an enemy of Shan Desi, and also to be an enemy of them.

A person was dragged into the formation, and screams sounded one after another.

After a long time.

The Yin spirits within the formation gradually subsided.

Lu Tong took out the Mingming Mirror and looked at the black altar where Luo Guan practiced. He glanced at it carefully and his expression darkened.

"What a pity."

……

Mu Island, purple bamboo forest.

Zizhu, whose full name is Zide Bamboo, has a tough bamboo body, pure color, soft and thick leaves, and elegant bamboo flavor.

Pieces of bamboo leaves are stacked together, and the lines on the surface of the bamboo leaves interlock with each other, loose and tight. When it is loose, you can easily take away a bamboo leaf, and when it is tight, even a mountain cannot crush it.

Lu Tong sat on the bamboo leaf mountain, staring down at the book in his hand.

The booklet is full of names, but most of them have an extra line of ink.

"Luo Guan, dead."

"Lao He, dead."

"..."

Of the 263 people in total, only 82 survived. The chance of survival was only a little over 30%.

He looked at it for a long time, took out three brand new brochures, and murmured: "Xiao Mu is knowledgeable and can handle Xin Hongxia and the others on his own."

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As he spoke, he picked up a pen and wrote down names one by one.

Team leader: Xiao Mu;

Flag leaders: Xin Hongxia, Fang Jia, Lao Niu.

Xin Hongxia died at the hands of her husband, doing more evil than doing enough. Fang Jia and Lao Niu are ordinary monks with little ability.

The most worry-free thing is to leave the three of them to Xiao Mu for discipline.

Lu Tong randomly selected some Qi-training realm fog ghosts to fill in, picked up the second booklet, and thought about the second brigade.

"Hongying, addicted to sex, I don't know if I will ever find my way back."

"It's a pity that Luo Gu'an died."

He thought for a while and then wrote:

Team leader: Hongying;

Flag leaders: Ban Yu, Lou Peiruo, Lian Ying.

Bad people die hard.

In the group of bandit cultivators who robbed the wind tunnel, eight out of eleven survived, only one among the four foundation-building realms died, and two out of the seven Qi-training realms died.

The three of them are very courageous and not bad at thinking.

A brainless person, even if he robs the Feng Dao, will not survive until now.

After Lu Tong finished writing, he took another look and suddenly frowned.

A group of lawless bandit cultivators is too dangerous. They dared to rob Feng Dao yesterday, but they may not dare to fight against Shan Desi tomorrow.

Lawless guys can't get together.

He thought about it for a while, then crossed out the last Lian Ying and replaced it with Nomura monk Kang Xu.

I picked some more Qi-training realm fog ghosts to complete thirty-one.

Lu Tong picked up the last booklet and wrote directly:

Team leader: Wei Hu.

Flag leaders: Zhu Zhengzhu, Zhu Dongkan, Zhu Xiqin, Lian Ying, Peng Lun, Lei Huawu.

Among the two hundred and sixty-three monks, apart from the group of bandit cultivators, there are also 17 Foundation Establishment Realm monks, half of whom are Foundation Establishment Realm old men who have no way to break through.

Unfortunately, only Kang Xu, Peng Lun, and Lei Huawu survived in the end, and the chance was less than 20%.

Write down many names one by one.

Lu Tong looked at the dark ink stains and let out a long sigh of relief.

The team has just formed.

Since entering the underworld, I am finally no longer a rootless driftwood, and I have some people under my command.

He read it twice, put away the booklet, and after taking a short rest, he took out "Jiuchuan Blood Refining Kung Fu."

……

Time is running like water, and it’s already summer in a blink of an eye.

Inside the purple bamboo forest.

Lu Tong was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo-leaf hill, with mana and blood surging all over his body, turning into nine-foot-long blood snakes outside his body.

"Jiuchuan Blood Refining Kung Fu

Jiuchuan is the nine blood snakes.

One strip each on the palms of the hands, two soles of the feet, and one strip each on the top of the skull, between the eyebrows, the center of the heart, the navel, and the back court.

When the method is first established, it only needs blood, the root of the body.

He closed his eyes and took out a copper mace.

Bronze Tiger Mace.

After pouring in mana, the copper mace turned into a handful of yellow light, and then the blood snake at the heart plunged into the light.

After a while, the remaining eight blood snakes also penetrated into the yellow light one by one.

Day by day passes.

The bright yellow light transformed from the copper tiger mace turned into a cloud of turbid yellow smoke.

Lu Tong has turned into a tiger monster that is ten feet tall.

The reddish-brown tiger has a somewhat vague outline, with wisps of smoke floating out of the details.

"Hoo!"

The tiger exhaled and opened his eyes.

Lu Tong looked around, feeling very mysterious.

Various monsters have been transformed before.

But the blood body is completely different from the transformation of demons, spells, and sacrificial magic weapons.

Even if the shape has changed before, the eyes are still eyes, exactly the same as what they saw with their own eyes. The blood body is different. When looking at things, it's like looking through a mirror.

He put away the remaining yellow smoke, jumped down from the bamboo leaf hill, and ran around for a week.

Big difference.

Walking, jumping, seeing, listening, etc. are all separated by one layer, which is far inferior to the magic of demon transformation.

……

Martial Arts Arena.

A red and black ghost figure stood on the sidelines.

One foot tall, with a monkey head and a majestic body. There were four arms in total, three of them hanging at his feet, and the remaining one hugging a very handsome monk in long gown.

"Brother Jinbao, why didn't you come yesterday?"

"Senior Hongying, the Shande Division has a lot of things to do, and we have no time to spare from morning to night. If we hadn't come to deliver flesh and blood today, we wouldn't have found time."

Hongying has developed the four-armed snake look.

The appearance has changed, but the heart has not. When I saw Ning Jinbao for the first time, I immediately realized what Lu Tong said personally, "Sanders are happier".

She bent her arms.

A few slender, snake-like tentacles protruded from the end of his arms, and they penetrated into Ning Jinbao's clothes.

"How many times have I told you to call me sister, but I won't do it next time."

Ning Jinbao trembled his lips, squeezed out a very ugly smile, and said, "Yes, Sister Hongying."

While one person and one ghost were messing around, a tiger beast rushed into the arena.

The black and red ghost figure was suddenly frightened, and subconsciously raised an arm. The nearly ten-foot-long arm turned into a blood python, and instantly stretched out two feet.

"It's me."

Lu Tong swung his tail.

With a sweep of the stick, the tail and arms collapsed at the same time, turning into a handful of brown smoke and black mist.

"Director?"

"Yeah."

Ning Jinbao showed a look of surprise for a moment. He didn't care about offending Hongying and rushed to the side of the tiger beast, saying: "Master! I have something to report!"

"Say."

Lu Tong stared intently at the martial arts arena.

The appearance of the martial arts arena has changed drastically.

The Mu family's martial arts performance ground was originally a water field and a stone field. The water field practices water spells, and the stone field practices fist and kick techniques.

Now, the water field is filled with flesh and blood and animal heads.

The flesh and blood was eroded by the Yin spirit, turning from blood red to black red, looking like a large piece of mud.

The fog ghosts are soaking in flesh and blood to refine their ghost bodies.

Some have just grown their bodies and have no limbs or heads yet, like a big meat ball;

Some people practice the positive and negative signs of the four legs, and they are just halfway through the practice, and they look like a chair;

Some have just grown four arms and are waving them in the flesh, like a multi-clawed fish;

Yes...

Everyone looks very weird.

On the stone field next to them, some people who had already refined their ghost bodies were taking action against each other to get familiar with their new bodies.

The red and black ghost walked to the side.

Ning Jinbao was shocked and said quickly: "Master, there is no money left. The one million taels left before were all bought for live animals and monster meat, and now there are only more than 30,000 taels left."

"So fast?"

Lu Tong was a little surprised.

When you first start to sacrifice the ghost body, you don’t need heavenly materials, earthly treasures, magic weapons, gold and stones, you just need a lot of flesh and blood.

"Master, live animals are fine. There are animal farms built on many mountains, and the price is not expensive. But monster meat can only be bought from outside at a high price. The more you buy, the higher the price."

"Got it."

Lu Tongyun used his technique and broke out from the chest of the tiger beast. The ten-foot-tall brown tiger was still squatting next to it.

He put the blood body into his bag, took out two large boxes, and said: "Go and order a batch of tiger demon blood."

"Yes."

Ning Jinbao put away the box, bowed, and left the martial arts arena without a trace.

Hongying looked back, sighed, and said: "Master, there is no demon blood, no gold or stone, no magic weapon, nothing. Humans should have it, right?"

"Who?"

"Who else can reward me with brother Jinbao?"

"No."

Lu Tong refused without much thought.

Hongying wants to speak again.

Lu Tong interrupted: "Where is Xiao Mu?"

"I went back to retreat, and they said there were two pairs of eyes, one looking in front and one looking behind, which made people unable to tell the difference between right and wrong, and they couldn't even walk."

Lu Tong looked at some very clumsy quadrupeds on the field and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

After being a human being for a long time, it takes a long time to adapt to a sudden change of body.

He is different.

From the beginning, it was a horse's hooves, then it turned into a tiger's legs, and finally it changed into a whole bunch of things. I have already become accustomed to various bodies.

"Follow me to find Xiao Mu, I have something to discuss with you."

"Yes."

……

Mu Dao, there are three main halls in the main house.

The Nakano Hall is in the middle, and the remaining two left gate halls and right gate hall are on the left and right respectively.

In the left door hall.

A dark ghost figure about one and a half feet tall stood in the center, with four short, thick legs, like a tripod. Four arms were raised high, each holding a mirror.

Lu Tong entered the palace.

Hongying followed in and said with a smile: "Oh, it seems that Senior Brother Xiao is very satisfied with this body. One mirror is not enough to have four mirrors."

There was a smile on Lu Tong's face.

Xiao Mu turned his head, revealing a ferocious tiger face, and then slowly turned around, revealing a wolf head.

"If I had known earlier, I would have cultivated the appearance of a snake with four arms."

"Fellow Taoist sees all directions, and it is too late for ordinary people to envy you."

Lu Tong walked to the wall, moved a chair and sat down.

Hongying sat cross-legged at the door.

Ghosts do not need to sit, but after being a human for a long time, getting used to it is also a need.

Xiao Mu stood still, and finally turned his tiger head to look at one person and one ghost, and said: "It's difficult. After changing the body, all the previous methods are gone. There is only half a percent of the mana left in the remnant soul. The strength is greatly reduced."

"Me too."

Hongying echoed: "Many of the previous methods, including spells and body skills, are useless. Only one sword technique is left that can barely be used."

Ghosts only have remnants of their souls, and their magic power has been dissipated, making them far inferior to monks.

The two looked at Lu Tong together.

Lu Tong took out the remaining turbid yellow smoke from the copper tiger mace, divided it into two parts and handed them to the two of them.

"Don't worry. The ghost body relies on the physical body, and the physical body is strong. Even if there is no magic power, it doesn't matter. I will open the warehouse tonight and take out the magic weapons, gold and stones."

"Thank you, Sir. ~IndoMTL.com~ Xiao Mu bowed his hands and waved the yellow smoke into his heart.

Hongying didn't open her mouth and directly melted the yellow smoke into her arms. A touch of brass gradually appeared on one of the long black and red arms.

Wait until the two of them have finished refining.

Lu Tongtong: "Come here today. I have something to discuss with you two."

"Master, please speak."

"To be honest. This time the three kings ordered a ghost army, but they didn't allocate a tael of silver. All the expenses in recent months were Wei's savings."

"Huh?"

Hongying was very surprised.

Lu Tong sighed and said: "Now there are only some gold stones, elixirs, and magic weapons left in the warehouse, but sitting on nothing is not a long-term solution. What can you two do?"

Xiao Mu said: "If the boss is short of money, Yifa Sect may be able to help."

Lu Tong slowly shook his head.

He has regarded the three ghost soldiers as personal property, and now he holds them, but if he wants to keep them in his hands, he must hold on to the money bag.

"Practice is a long-term effort, and it is better to rely on ourselves than to rely on others."

Hongying said: "I know some ways, but I don't know if the boss has the courage to do it."

Lu Tong smiled in his heart.

I am looking for them just to connect the two of them. One of them is an elder from the sect, and the other is an old man from the Chamber of Commerce. What they lack most is knowledge.

"Tell me about it."

"Trafficking prohibited items. Not to mention far away, Lingguang Mansion is not allowed to sell the armor magic weapon of Jiaxiang Mansion. You can only transport the things there and sell them, and the profit will be at least doubled."

Lu Tong's eyes were slightly fixed, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

Prohibited items, items that are strictly prohibited from trafficking.

Each prefecture specializes in different methods. In order to support its own methods and disciples, there are extremely strict restrictions on the methods that other prefectures are good at.

It’s just...

The most lacking thing in trafficking in prohibited items is not courage.