Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 126 Counting the spoils

dream space.

roar~
The roar of the tiger circled around, shaking people's minds!
Li Qingxuanhu's face was full of satisfaction.

According to Xuanbao Pavilion's information records of the Nether Corpse Sect, stitching corpses is the most weird. Not only can it have the power of refining corpses, but it can also stitch the limbs of monsters and borrow magical powers from monsters.

But as a price, the soul of the monk will also be alienated, and many magic tools are difficult to use and become alternatives.

Li Qingxuan did not expect that under the control of the puppet of the dead soul tree spirit species, he would directly ignore this demand.

The dead soul tree spirit species is indeed an evil thing.

The only problem is that driving the corpse to use supernatural powers consumes the source of the dead soul tree spirit species.

Dead Soul Dryads are now malnourished.

Roared twice.

Li Qingxuan felt that the dead soul tree spirit species was a little sluggish.

But he's done it too.

"Let's study it later."

With a thought in Li Qingxuan's mind, his consciousness returned to his body.

He was very satisfied at this moment.

After being able to transfer consciousness, the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed became a tool without side effects.

But after that, he rarely used it.

First, there is no opportunity to use it.

Second, after breaking through the Foundation Establishment, the effect of the dead soul tree spirit species on him was actually less.

Because the strength of the dead soul tree is too extreme.

The roots of the dead soul tree are very restrained against invisible unjust souls, like natural enemies.It is also not harmful to existences that are one level lower than oneself.

But beyond that.

The dead soul tree moves slowly, and its roots are basically useless to monks and monsters of the same level. It is also particularly afraid of fire magic, which is a moving target.

Now with the "puppet body", it is very different.

The copper body was inherently strong, but with the roots of the dead soul tree spirit species integrated into it, the physical toughness was greatly increased.

With the help of soil control and tiger roaring supernatural powers, although the fight may not be as good as that of the corpse sewing Taoist, but if you get close, it will not be worse than a mid-stage foundation establishment.

Another hole card.

Satisfied, Li Qingxuan took out the storage bag of Taoist Sewing Corpse.

There is still the imprint of the other party's primordial spirit on it.

The storage bag can only be opened after the Yuanshen imprint has been wiped off carefully.

But Taoist Sewer is dead, so it's not difficult.

With anticipation, Li Qingxuan turned his soul into a thorn, and hit the brand of Yuanshen.

The imprint of Yuanshen remained motionless.

His face changed.

"The primordial essence of Taoist Sewing Corpse is actually stronger than mine!"

Li Qingxuan couldn't help feeling rejoicing.

Fortunately, just to be on the safe side, he bought the Fushen powder specially.

This is a primordial spirit poison similar to Fansu Ruanjin Powder. It can directly kill the primordial spirit of Qi refining monks. It also has a great effect on foundation building. It is often used to taint people and is expensive.

The strength of the soul of Taoist Sewing Corpse is probably comparable to that of the later stage of foundation establishment, and it is still affected by the rotten powder, which makes the soul unstable, which is improved by the method of heresy, and the strongest method of fighting is abolished.

Otherwise, based on Li Qingxuan's physical stimulation method, which is only an ordinary method, even with the blessing of burning yang, it can only improve the power level of the first-level high-grade spells to the second-level low-grade spells.

The lethality is limited, and the most self-protection.

Definitely not an opponent of Taoist Sewing Corpse in its heyday.

"Fortunately, I didn't act arrogantly because of my strength improvement, otherwise it would be another result now."

After Li Qingxuan woke himself up, he wiped away the brand of Yuanshen again.

In the dream space, he is not afraid of losing his soul.

More than 20 full-strength impacts.

The rootless soul brand on the storage bag finally shattered and dissipated into bits and pieces.

"Hope for something good."

Li Qingxuan's eyes showed anticipation, and his consciousness poured into the storage bag.

To his surprise, although the space of the storage bag is not small, the contents inside are very simple:
Two slightly quaint jade plaques.

A few messenger symbols.

A small pile of spirit stones.

A dozen pill bottles.

This is all the legacy of Taoist Sewing Corpse, which can be called shabby.

It is completely incompatible with the status of a manager in charge of a black market!
Li Qingxuan's face was a little ugly, but he still looked forward to pouring out all the contents inside and checking them one by one.

The two jade cards are not inheritance of skills.

One is the research notes on the corpses of monks and monsters by Taoist Sewer. The information in it is messy and huge, so Li Qingxuan threw it aside and read it when he has time.

The other one recorded a weird pill called "Meat Paste".

The recipe is not complete.

A few paragraphs of messy information follow:

Jiao Taoist bullied me too much!
I must reverse the formula and develop meat-melting paste, which is no longer limited by people!

It was so hard, I gave up!

"Taoist Jiao?"

Li Qingxuan kept this name in his heart, and looked at a dozen pill bottles.

The more I look, the more disappointed I become.

These pill bottles are full of corpse pill blood pills, which are rich and pure, and are the first-class merits of evil ways.

But to Li Qingxuan, it was tasteless.

There are not many spirit stones in the corner, only more than 3000 in total.

As much as Li Qingxuan's expectations were high, so much was his disappointment at this moment!
A majestic foundation-building cultivator controls a black market. Even if he manages it for others, he can make a little money, and he will not only have a little wealth!
"No wonder if you do something to me, you must be poor!"

"Just like this, I still want to study alchemy!"

"Pooh!"

Li Qingxuan spit and flew towards the lying bronze corpse.

No wonder Taoist Sewing Corpse is so stupid, he can't use normal magic weapon, and he still chooses to attack him.

It turned out to be because of poverty!

Actually.

The reason why Taoist Sewing Corpse is so tight is because he is controlled by others and exploited too much.

And because of being controlled by others, he was unwilling to study alchemy.

leading to poorer and poorer people.
Li Qingxuan let out a sigh of relief, and took out a jade token from the storage bag.

This jade tablet is the reward that Taoist Sewing Corpse previously promised to draw a second-order talisman.

For safety's sake, Li Qingxuan directly knocked it into the air, and brought it back when he left.

Spiritual consciousness poured into the jade tablet.

next moment.

The jade plaque flashed and turned into a ray of dirty light that hit Li Qingxuan's forehead.

After counting interest.

Li Qingxuan regained consciousness, and was frightened into a cold sweat.

"This old bastard!"

"I planned to go whoring for nothing from the beginning!"

"Pooh!"

Li Qingxuan spit again and flew towards the copper corpse.

Inside the jade tablet, there is actually a tiger roar hidden.

Li Qingxuan took the initiative to pour his spiritual consciousness into it, which was equivalent to sticking his head in to listen to the sound, almost shaking his soul away.

Compared with such an old man like Taoist Sewing Corpse.

A monk from a great sect like Xuanbao Pavilion is undoubtedly much more innocent and cute.

The soul of Taoist Sewing Corpse is gone.

No matter how upset Li Qingxuan was, he could only spit a few mouthfuls to vent his dissatisfaction.

Leave the dream space.

Li Qingxuan carefully took out the jade box containing the villain, and according to the previous operation, took back the curse seal left by the corpse sewing Taoist on the illusionary body into the jade box.

The black mist pulls, and the curse is eliminated.

Li Qingxuan took the jade box back and looked at the plain bronze mirror in front of him with joy in his eyes.

"It's finally time to sacrifice."

This phantom body was earned by him working hard and drawing a total of [-] talismans.

Compared with the stolen loot, it feels completely different.

Li Qingxuan didn't use weapons much before, the method of refining the magic weapon in his hand was still the method of conceiving and raising flying swords that comes with "Hundred Steps Flying Sword".

That's just heresy.

It is not suitable for cultivating illusions.

I thought about it.

Li Qingxuan put away the Illusory Body Realm, put away the formation flag, and flew towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

After a fight with Taoist Sewing Corpse, he also knew his current level of combat power.

If it does not stimulate the body to burn the yang.

Although the power of his instantaneous first-level spells exceeds that of the same level, they are at most comparable to the power of pseudo-second-level spells.

It is roughly equivalent to the power of a foundation-building monk to control the attack of a top-grade magic weapon.

Some tasteless.

If you burn the sun, your life will be shortened.

It is only suitable as a hole card when desperate.

Li Qingxuan decided to learn from traditional foundation-building monks to fight before being able to instantly cast second-order spells.

Normal foundation-building monks mostly rely on manipulating magic weapons to fight.

One is because there are not many Tier [-] talismans.

Even if you have it on hand, it is generally reserved for emergency use.

The other one is that because the second-order spells are released for too long, even if they have worked hard to practice a second-order spell for decades, the process of performing the spell can be shortened to a few breaths of time at most.

However, the soul of the monk who established the foundation transformed, and his reaction was extremely fast.

The fight is in an instant.

Counting the interest time, the day lily is cold.

The price/performance ratio is too low.

And the strength of most monks' primordial spirit is not enough to bear the seal of the second-order spell

So when it came to Foundation Establishment, there were very few monks who studied second-level techniques.

Magic tools are different.

With the blessing of the foundation building essence, the top-grade magic weapon will not be inferior to the power of the second-level magic.

And fast and long lasting.

Some powerful foundation-building monks can also control several magic weapons to attack at the same time.

In this case, the magic weapon is the main method, and the magic talisman is the auxiliary method, which has become the mainstream method for the foundation monks to fight.

Come to the Tripitaka Pavilion.

Li Qingxuan walked to the hall, went straight into a compartment, and inquired about the method of sacrificial artifacts inside the door.

"Blood refining. 240 contribution points."

"Three hundred contribution points for the one-yang quenching method."

"Psychopsychism. [-] contribution points."

"[-] contribution points for distraction spirit art."

In the Sutra Pavilion, there are 37 methods of sacrificially refining ritual artifacts.

The more Li Qingxuan looked back, the more excited he became.

It's just that these methods are not cheap.

Even the low-end sacrificial refining method of lower and middle-grade magical artifacts is not cheap, and the price is several hundred contribution points.

Li Qingxuan touched his disciple token, looked at the pitiful 100+ contribution points on it, sighed, turned and left.

Neither can be exchanged.

In fact, he knew this a long time ago, and he was going to go to the square market or the black market outside to buy the alchemy of ritual artifacts. He came here just to see the difference between the low-end alchemy and the high-end alchemy.

In order not to attract attention.

Li Qingxuan stepped on the standard frisbee and slowly flew out of the station.

Sudden.

He saw a group of disciples flying towards him in front of him, and recognized one of them, who was the female cultivator of the Hall of Law Enforcement who had taken a fancy to him earlier, and couldn't help frowning.

Before the other party saw him.

Li Qingxuan simply manipulated the frisbee to change direction and flew towards the Small Cangjing Pavilion.

Because the current form of Xuanbao Pavilion is unknown, he doesn't want to expose his cultivation.

But no matter what, if you want to inherit the practice after foundation establishment, you must become a disciple of the inner sect of Xuanbao Pavilion, choose a Jindan real person in the sect as an apprentice, and join the other party's camp.

This is an unavoidable point.

Just taking advantage of the free time today, I went to the crazy old man to learn from him.

　Recommend a book from a friend:
　　Huangpizi is called the ancestor of the immortal, the fox spirit worships the moon and the illusory person, the side door bows to the nail-headed arrow, and the dharma bowl turns gold to peep in the dark.

　　Taiyi Xuantian Ying Huazun, descended from Liaozhai to cross the world, turned into a grass-headed god, Wei Yi held the grass in his hands, walked in Liuhe, walked in eight wastes, collected ghosts, suppressed ghosts, and suppressed evil and beheaded demons.

　　"Evil, I want you to help me practice!"

　　


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