Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 83

"Cough cough..."

Cao Wei took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

However, the look in his eyes became brighter and brighter, he got up and walked to the bronze armor corpse standing motionless, circled around, and stroked the scale armor a few times, as if seeing a peerless beauty , praised:
"Good thing, what is said in the "Lingyan Taiyin Refining Corpse Method" is indeed true, the Yin corpse refined is extremely powerful, the corpse is not afraid of ordinary magic tools, and the corpse's energy can pollute people's magic tools and damage their spirituality. With this ferocious corpse as a bodyguard, as long as they don't encounter any destructive objects, even a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment can fight. I don't know how powerful the Yasha, who is comparable to the golden core real person, is in the follow-up records of this method. sharp!"

This "Lingyan Taiyin Refining Corpse Method" was recorded in the five-faced ink jade in the tomb when Cao Wei excavated the corpse of the ancestor of the Lin family.At that time, he was only practicing qi refining and had the strength of his soul, so he couldn't check the subsequent content.

However, after the establishment of the foundation, he practiced the method of "Collecting Herbs and Returning to the Pot" for another four or five years, and his soul became much stronger, so that the follow-up records can be found out.

The ordinary method of refining corpses uses bronze armor, silver armor, and gold armor to correspond to the three levels of monks' foundation building, golden core, and Yuanying.

In this method, although the corpse at the foundation level is also a body of copper armor, it is more powerful than ordinary zombies, and because the magical effect of the magic weapon derived from the corpse's energy, it is called Yin corpse.

If it can be refined to the level of golden core, that is, Yasha, it will be even more powerful.

It's just that this kind of monster is still too far away from Cao Wei.Even if there is, it is beyond his control, and it is more likely to be backlashed and die by sucking flesh and blood.

Just when he was rejoicing, suddenly, for some reason, an extremely depressive feeling came to his heart.

An idea suddenly flashed in Cao Wei's mind, and he immediately manipulated the corpse into the coffin, and then put it into the storage bag.

In the end, he forcibly used his mana to completely remove the corpse aura he was contaminated with in a very short period of time.

After finishing these things, he rushed out of the cave at once. As soon as he came outside, he saw the wind and clouds in the sky, and the gray clouds gathered and whizzed away towards the distance.

"Heavenly tribulation? Someone in the sect has crossed the catastrophe. Look in this direction. Don't be the boss of the Li family, otherwise it will be difficult." Cao Wei frowned secretly.

While he was thinking about it, a small three-inch long sword flew out of his sleeve. It was strong against the wind and turned into a three-foot green edge. The sword light suddenly appeared, lifted him up, and flew towards the place where the wind and clouds gathered. .

While escaping, the foundation-building cultivator's imperial weapon flew up from time to time in the mountains.

After four or five hundred miles, there were as many as seven or eight hundred Taoist friends traveling with Cao Wei, not to mention thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators in other directions also flying towards the gathering place of Fengyun.

Of course, they didn't dare to take advantage of the power of the tribulation and thunder, but wanted to observe how this person survived the calamity from a distance, and learn from it. If they are lucky enough to take this step in the future, they will use it.

The crowd stopped fifty miles away from the eye of the wind. Cao Wei was among the crowd. He looked at the river over a thousand feet wide in the distance. The dark clouds were gathering, and there were silver snakes dancing in the clouds from time to time. The booming sound spread all over the place, and the world was silent.

And more than ten miles away, in the four directions of southeast, northwest, there are four white-haired old men, sitting cross-legged and eyes closed in mid-air, motionless.

Besides, in the east direction, the Hall Master surnamed Wei of the Law Enforcing Hall was standing side by side with Fairy Xuezhu, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

On the west side, a middle-aged man with five long beards clenched his fist behind his back and looked ahead solemnly.

"Yunzhou, Chen and Li's family is just a private matter. If you dare to disturb Zhiyao's breakthrough, even if the ancestor doesn't want to, he can only beat you out of your soul and use the orthodox rules. Do you understand?" one of them asked. The old man said in an indifferent tone through sound transmission from his spiritual sense.

"Please don't worry, Sect Leader, I can still tell which is more serious. Ji Hua has been sitting for five years. If I really want to do something during this time, how can Zhiyao practice so steadily?" Jin Danyun of the Chen family said. Zhou Zhenren said in a deep voice.

"The old man is just afraid that you will lose your head for a while and do something you shouldn't do." The head of Qingxia Sect said with a nod.

"I'm not going to embarrass a younger generation. Besides, under the golden core tribulation and thunder, there will be a hundred deaths. Let's see how much heritage that old Ji Hua left for his children. If he can get over it, then the Li family will continue for hundreds of years." Years, if they don't make it through, they will be reduced to an ordinary foundation-building family." Master Yunzhou said with a normal expression.

During this conversation, a wine gourd fell from the black cloud and floated unsteadily between the two of them.

There was a chubby slovenly monk lying on top of it, his drunken eyes were half open, belching from wine, and said to Master Yunzhou:

"I said why do you worry so much? If the boss of the Li family can form alchemy, he will take over my talisman hall as soon as possible. It's you guys who talk about the rules of the sect every five years. Every time I have a meeting, I am in a hurry every time, and I don’t dare to drink too much, are you annoying? This kind of rule should be abolished earlier, so as not to disturb people’s rest after drinking!”

"You are drunk for twelve months of the year. What kind of favor does that old fellow Ji Hua have for you? He can make you, a drunkard, consume the vitality of the golden core, draw Shen Zichen's talisman for him, and gather together Water potential?" Master Yunzhou asked with a slight frown.

"Hey, before the old guy sat down, he made three Qingqiu pills for me with a sigh of relief." The sloppy monk drank from a jug, and then laughed.

But without saying a few words, he suddenly coughed loudly, his face flushed.

"Your vitality has been seriously injured, go back and rest. With us here, nothing can happen." The headmaster said calmly.

"No, no, this is impossible. I promised Ji Hua that no matter how successful or unsuccessful Zhiyao's alchemy is, he will follow him from beginning to end."

The sloppy monk quickly shook his head a few times, but his misty eyes never left his eyes when he spoke.

"My mother, I said that if I really want to do something, I won't pick this time. Let's go, I will spend a lot of money today, do you want to drink the 200-year drunken dream?" Yunzhou real person said angrily, and walked away .

"One of the two special products of the Hehuan Sect, I asked you to take it out a long time ago, wait for me! Good gourd, hurry up and fly."

Hearing this, the sloppy monk came to his senses, patted the big gourd he was sitting on, and chased after him.

"The two of you also leave half a catty for the old man, don't drink it all up." Seeing this, the master quickly shouted through voice transmission.

"Half catty, go dreaming."

There was a loud laugh in the distance.

As the two left, a thunderbolt between the sky and the earth shot down from the ink-like calamity cloud towards the river.

I saw a figure rushing out from the bottom of the river wrapped in the torrential river, thousands of formations formed on the surface of the river, connected with each other, and layers of auras emerged around him.

(End of this chapter)