Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 129
After Cao Wei put the magic weapon on the ground into his storage bag, there were only some sundries left on the ground.

It's just that these things are somewhat unacceptable to mortals, either the fragments of corpses packed in a cedar coffin, or the ghosts trapped in a bottle.He also put these things into another storage bag, and then called out the door: "Come here."

As soon as he heard the words, two maids who were guarding the night opened the door and walked in.

"Master Cao, what are your orders?"

"Get water and wash these bags," Cao Wei said.

When the maid heard this, she nodded and said yes, then turned and exited the door.

These storage bags must be carried with him at all times. If he does not remove the blood and fishy smell on them, his heart should be small. More importantly, if he gets close to other foundation cultivators in the future, the other party will definitely attack him. Notice it the first time.

After all, monks have always been sensitive to the five senses, and the nose of a monk in the Foundation Establishment period is three points stronger than that of a hound. This bloody smell cannot be concealed.

Therefore, even Xie Xiu will pay attention to his own clothes, appearance and behavior on weekdays. Not to mention his temperament is personable and gentle, but at least he will not always have a fishy smell on his body, or he will be gloomy all day long, surrounded by ghosts. Surrounded by evil spirits, he wrote a big bad word on his face.

The so-called ruthlessness should be hidden inside, not displayed outside.

The kind of monks who don't know how to hide can't live long in the three lands.

But if it really becomes a climate, it will be different.

For example, the Youyun Yaojun in the Baimang Mountains, Fengshan Ghost Lord in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, once these giants of the demon and ghost ways set up a guard of honor to go out, thousands of demons and ghosts will accompany them, and the majestic and surging monster clouds and ghost fog will It can be seen thousands of miles away.

Once those low-level monks saw such a posture, they should avoid it sideways, lest they collide with each other and end up with no bones left.

Although they are demons and ghosts, after reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, even if they encounter low-level human monks, they will only regard them as ants on the side of the road and will not even take a look at them.

Of course, this premise is that these low-level monks must have a sense of awe.

After a while, the two maids came in again with basins in their hands. With a thought in Cao Wei's mind, the storage bags floating in mid-air fell into the basin.

But these two people know how to make progress, they immediately knelt down, bent their hips, showing the undulating beauty of their own curves, while scrubbing, their whole bodies were also shaking their delicate bodies faintly.

It's just that tonight, Cao Weilian Ningmeng, the newly recruited monk and concubine, doesn't want to pamper her, let alone these ordinary people.Although he is very beautiful, but the more he enjoys it, the taste will inevitably become more and more refined and picky.

As a result, these two beauties were about to break their waists, and they couldn't wait for the things they dreamed of.

After a quarter of an hour or two, the two came over and said softly: "Master Cao, the servant has cleaned all the blood on the storage bag."

After all, these two maids have been in the Liu family for several years, and they have seen many monks in their daily life, so they also know that these bags are called storage bags.

"Well, step back." After Cao Wei took it, he nodded and said.

"Your servant will leave." The two walked out disappointed.

Cao Wei didn't care about their little thoughts, he put the storage bag on the bedside, and with a wave of his hand, several formation flags flew out and landed around the bed, a small spirit gathering formation formed in an instant .

He took out more than a hundred middle-grade spirit stones, and with a stroke of mana, he crushed them all into powder, releasing the spirit energy in them completely.

In an instant, the spiritual mist billowed in the spirit-gathering formation, covering Cao Wei's figure.

Feeling the aura in it that was far richer than that of Qianjian Lingdi, he took out the medicine bottle, poured out a high-grade Lingdong pill from it, took it, and then threw another one to the black panther.

Immediately afterwards, he sat down cross-legged, and began to circulate the "Wuji Evergreen Jue", and the aura around him poured into the dantian with only a little mana left, like a river returning to the sea.

During the daily practice of a monk, the mana in his body is in a state of fullness, so if he wants to increase a little more, he must first accumulate the dantian of the body's meridians, and then he can increase his mana, so it is not easy.

But now Cao Wei is not practicing, but recovering.It's just filling a half-empty water tank with water, so it's much faster to refine the spiritual energy naturally.

If one can have such a speed in daily practice, it won't take long to reach the golden core stage.

Time passed slowly, and it was seven or eight days in a flash.

Cao Wei finally got up from the bed and walked out the door.

In the past few days, he spent more than 1000 two hundred middle-grade spirit stones to cultivate his mana back, and this was just using the magic weapon of the mace once, from which he can see The gap between the base cultivator and the Jindan real person is like a chasm in the sky.

For this reason, he couldn't help sighing in his heart. Sure enough, the realm of practice is divided into the realms of refining Qi, building foundations, Jindan, Yuanying, etc., which has its own reasons.

If it is said that the Qi-refining cultivator may still besiege and kill the foundation, but if the foundation cultivator does not form an formation, I am afraid that no amount of people will be able to hurt a Jindan real person who is in good condition, let alone kill the enemy by leapfrogging.

If it is a higher realm, then this kind of thing is even more impossible, otherwise the Nascent Soul cultivator would not be honored as the real king, demon king, ghost king and other titles.

Thinking about it, even if the monk Nascent Soul was seriously injured, and he couldn't move, the monk Foundation Establishment might not be able to get hurt at all.

After all, under the nourishment of the majestic and massive aura for many years, the physical body of every true monarch is already three points stronger than the magic weapon used by the golden core monks.

However, apart from using up the 1000 or more than two hundred spirit stones, Cao Wei's attack this time can be regarded as rewarding.

It's just a pity that the four evil cultivators died without a whole body, and the body of the old man who was first killed by him at the beginning, after the Zongmen's law enforcement envoy came over, he had to hand it over as evidence.

Otherwise, with this foundation establishment corpse, he could earn more.

These alien corpses can be used as objects of practice, and so can those of human monks.

It is also refining the aura between heaven and earth, there is no essential difference between human monks and monsters, ghosts and other vegetation and monsters.

However, this kind of fratricide was explicitly prohibited by the Qingxia Sect, the Hehuan Sect and the Overseas Yunfu Sect. The monks could do it in private, but they couldn't talk about it.

As for the corpse of the blood python collected by Kui Ao, its value can make up for the valuables such as the Five Thunder Talisman it used, and it is not considered a loss.

In life-and-death fights between monks, when it comes to the final consideration is the gain or loss, at least you must support the battle with battle, otherwise you will lose money every time you make a move, so how can you have spiritual objects for yourself to cultivate to a higher level?

While thinking like this, Cao Wei reached out and wiped the storage at his waist, and released the bronze armored corpse.

As soon as he appeared, a strong corpse breath spit out from the mouth of the corpse, which condensed into a mist of blood, and the evil spirit on his body was stronger than ever.

In the palace in the mountain, it refined a small piece of blood python's body, nourished by this piece of flesh and blood that was going to become a big monster, its effect is far more useful than eating the blood of thousands of mortals.

Of course, if the python body hadn't been invaded by corpse poison, Cao Wei would have been reluctant to just give this bronze armored corpse like this. He has never obtained the flesh and blood of a monster of this level.

Not long after he was walking in the hallway of Qingmeng Hall, Ning Meng had heard the news.

As soon as they met, the beauty turned sideways to salute, and said in a crisp voice: "I wish the master to leave the customs and recover to the fullest."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance sideways at the bronze-armored corpse in front of her eyes. This corpse was dressed in a black robe, with a copper coin mask hanging on its face. Only a pair of vertical pupils like tigers and leopards were exposed, and its face could not be seen clearly.

Seeing that Ning Meng was looking at the refined corpse, Cao Wei put it into the storage bag with a wave of his sleeve, and then he gave it a little help.

"Don't be too polite, what's going on outside these days?"

As he spoke, he put his hands behind his back and walked forward.

This corpse is Lin Qingyun, the ancestor of the Lin family. This person is an inner disciple of the Lingyan Sect and a foundation-building monk of the Jindan family.

Although the Lingyan Sect was far away in the far north, for the sake of contingencies in the past, when he took it out on weekdays, he always covered his appearance with a black robe mask.

This person has been dead for hundreds of years, and after becoming a corpse, his appearance has changed somewhat, but if a monk recognizes him in this way, then it is not appropriate.

After all, these people are already Jindan real people at this moment.

Anyway, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

"I haven't stepped out of the Qingmeng Palace in the past few days, so I don't know what's going on outside." Ning Meng followed behind and said slowly.

"You are obedient." Cao Wei laughed.

"My concubine is the most obedient. I can do whatever the master tells me to do..." Ning Meng stepped forward and whispered, "Position!"

As she spoke, she nibbled Cao Wei's earlobe again, and blew lightly.

"It's really no rules. You little goblin hasn't seen you for a few days, and you dare to be so presumptuous. If you don't get a stick and a good fight today, you might have to go to the house to expose the tiles in the Ming Dynasty?" Cao Wei said solemnly. .

"Then how do you hit the master? The harder you hit, the happier I will be!" Ning Meng chuckled.

"Don't yell until you shake the tiles off the roof." Cao Wei said, reaching out to hug him by the waist.

But Ning Meng ran out one step earlier.

"You little goblin, don't run away." Cao Wei shouted.

"Come on, come on!" The beauty ran a few steps, turned around and said with a smile.

The two ran and chased on the corridor, and in a blink of an eye they came to the garden behind the palace, and Cao Wei finally caught up with them.

It's just that Ning Meng pulled it along with the trend, and the two immediately rolled among the flowers.

Seeing this, the dozen or so maids on duty in the garden hurried over with the brocade and surrounded the two of them.

And Cao Wei, out of the responsibility of the uncle who established the foundation of the sect, took out the stick and really taught the younger generation what is etiquette and what is the rule.

All of a sudden, the flowers and trees in the garden swayed endlessly, and the fallen flowers were colorful and beautiful in the singing of the birds.

After a long time, Cao Wei put away his stick and walked out from the brocade curtain.

Before leaving, he stopped for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Do you understand what rules are, do you know what's wrong?"

"I know I'm wrong." A weak voice came from the curtain, as numb as a spring willow in the wind in March.

After Cao Wei left, there were rustling noises coming from the tent.

After a while, Ning Meng came out with a blushing face, already changed into new clothes.She touched her lower abdomen, with a little look of expectation on her face.

Since one wants to become a concubine, one naturally needs to have heirs, preferably those with spiritual roots, so as to have a solid foundation.

Although the face of a monk will not fade too quickly, if she pays more attention to it and maintains it properly, then even if it takes another 30 to 60 years, when she is [-] or [-] years old, she can still maintain it like a woman in her [-]s. After all, it can't compare to those young girls.

Besides, all men in this world are the same, they won't cherish it too much when they get it, and when the curiosity is over, there will always be a day when they will feel bored.

At that time, although the beauty will be there, not to mention it will still be the same as today, what's more, she won't even be able to touch it with her fingers.

Ning dreamed for a moment, then sighed again.

Although these few days are good times, it is a bit more difficult for monks to have children than ordinary people.She was also not sure if she could conceive before Cao Wei left.

At this time, she turned around and looked at the two people in the curtain, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, but after thinking about it, she changed her mind.

She looked at the people on the left and right, and said: "Help them back, and take care of them."

"Yes, Miss Ning."

As soon as the words fell, four maids walked in, helped the two people up respectively, and walked in front of Ning Meng.

"My maidservant pays respects to Madam." The two maidservants said in a low voice, with a look of pity for me.

When Cao Wei taught Ning Meng how to behave, out of good intentions, they didn't want to see each other suffer, so they boldly stepped forward to persuade them regardless of their own identities.

But instead of being persuaded, the two were beaten by Cao Wei conveniently.

Ordinary people are weak, not to mention these maids raised in the deep courtyard, they haven't recovered yet.

"Go down and raise it. If you have it, that's the best. But don't have any perverted ideas, borrow other people's seeds, or you can think clearly about the consequences." Ning Meng said in a deep voice.

After all, if the two of them can produce something and give birth to a child with spiritual roots, it is not impossible to take him into his knees.

But the two of them seemed to be the masters of Uneasy Life, and they wanted to climb up the branches and become phoenixes, otherwise they would not be so bold.

As a monk, she is also the identification method to know whether the blood is pure or not.

After all, as long as it is not those ascetic monks who are not close to women, as long as the monks in the Qi refining period want it, most of them are wives and concubines.

But if there are too many flowers, the sun and rain will be shared, and some of them will not get enough moisture.

This kind of situation is more common in the backyard of the monks who established the foundation, and over the years, some people, out of loneliness, or for some reason, can't help but secretly communicate with others, so this method of blood identification is very important. It's really important.

If a monk family can't even guarantee the blood of the descendants, it may be occupied by doves and magpies in the last day.

(End of this chapter)