It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 273 Planting Talisman, Mohai Sacred Tree

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"The higher the level of the immortal method, the more critical it is to the spiritual root and physique. It also requires the assistance of many heavenly materials, earthly treasures and even special spiritual objects to break through the barriers recorded in the Taoist Chapter."

"Hua Yu Gang Silver Sand... the special silver gravel condensed by the root system of the millennium Hua Yu Tree. Only with the help of this thing, can I add the spirit-healing charm to the Qingmu Dharma Ribbon and initially master this domineering spell..."

Li Qinglin's eyes showed contemplation.

It is no wonder that many martial arts with amazing power and powerful spells have gradually disappeared with the torrent of time.

Dragon liver and phoenix marrow, ten thousand year holy crystal, and sun essence stone are often needed to assist in cultivation. Even the reincarnation of an immortal is not necessarily so wealthy!

If you don’t lose the inheritance, who will?
Times have changed!

Fortunately, Junyan Yuanjun does not belong to the ancient period yet.

Thousands of years ago, Dajie was about to die and Dajiang was not yet established.

On the other hand, Laowan Prefecture has a strong luck in cultivating immortals, and its foundation of immortality cultivation skills such as elixir refining, weapon refining, and spiritual planting far exceeds that of Huainan Prefecture. It would be a good idea to go and learn more..."

"Huayu Gang Yinsha... Dajiang has a vast territory. I remember that the state capital where a large number of Huayu trees have been planted recently seems to be Laowan Prefecture?"

The sound gradually spread to most of the Blood God Palace.

Blood God Palace.

Three years, three full years!
He has been lurking in the Blood God Palace for three years since he pretended to steal the identity of Tu Buqing, the deputy master of the Blood God Palace.

At this time,
From a corner of the Blood God Palace, a swaying and evil chanting sound could be heard.

In front of the man, there was a huge stone altar. Countless carved centipede-like patterns and twisted runes were already bright, exuding an unfathomable mysterious evil aura, making the air flow around the altar slow down. Become obscure.

In a sense, Junyan Yuanjun is still a modern person.

One eye, clear and calm.

It is located in a dangerous location, deep in the earth's veins, rugged and winding, with dozens or hundreds of caves running through and branching out, and shrouded by an innate illusory formation. Not to mention ordinary people, even fake alchemy monks will not be able to escape if they fall into it. Discerning directions is like a headless fly.

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Therefore, the skills she created could barely find the materials and treasures needed.

"The Yinshu is used to plant the divine talisman...the talisman is planted to obtain the talisman, and all external objects are for my use..."

A row of candles were placed around the altar. The candlelight swayed slightly in the airflow. The weak candlelight reflected on the man's body, reflecting the patterns on the man's body that looked like eyeballs.

A man wearing a black Taoist robe, with an elegant face, like a frail scholar, lowered his head, his face was bright and dark, and his lips were moving.

"Now that I am practicing alchemy at the same time, I can be 80% sure of refining first-level high-grade elixirs in two years. The atmosphere of alchemy in Qingxu Ridge is no longer necessary for me.

Suddenly, a powerful aura of spiritual power burst out from the man's body, causing his robe to dance with a brilliant aura.

The strange thing is that the monks in the Blood God Palace, from the Qi-training realm to the several foundation-building elders, seem to be completely unaware. Instead, their expressions are dazed, and they alternately go crazy and laugh.

When Xu Yu noticed this scene, he couldn't help but look satisfied.

A talisman disappeared between everyone's eyebrows.

One eye, twisted with bloodlust.

Win over his subordinates, eliminate dissidents, and secretly plant talismans for the monks of the Blood God Palace!

The Yinshu Talisman Seed is a special method that Jingyuan Daxiu was born with and has studied hard for hundreds of years.

After taking away Ji Yu's body and having two souls, this method has undergone some kind of changes.

More evil, more elusive!
As long as this talisman is secretly planted in the souls of other cultivators, it can help others practice in the early stage, and Xu Yu can even borrow techniques.

But as long as the talisman seed matures, Xu Yu can seize all the cultivation of the person in a single thought, and feed it back to himself. Not only can he improve his magical power, he can also use it to refine the magical power of the "Three Absolute Mysterious Lights of the Yin Pivot" and break through the golden elixir realm. !

"Now...he is the only one left." Xu Yu whispered silently, pushed open the cave, and looked at the center of the Blood God Palace, the majestic attic covered in blood.

The ancestor of the Blood God, a monk in the late stage of foundation building, has been in seclusion all year round, hiding in an attic made of blood and bones.

"Master..."

Hearing the sound of the cave opening, Shen Dan hurried over. He was dressed in black, had a cold temperament, and his vision fluctuated. He actually had reached the eighth level of Qi training.

Xu Yu glanced at Shen Dan lightly.

For the sake of his old friend Han Fei, Shen Dan is one of the few monks in the Blood God Palace who has not yet had his talisman planted.

It's not bad to leave someone with a complete will to run errands for you.

After giving a few casual instructions, Xu Yu went straight to the Bloody Pavilion. Before he even got close, he saw a low and coiled Mohai Sacred Tree that exuded a strong fragrance of wood Yi.

This tree is lush and green, with protrusions like earthworms on the bark on the surface, just like human blood vessels. I don’t know how old the tree is.

A biting wind blew from the dark cave underground, making the tree crowns rustle, and the laughter of a girl sounded like silver bells.

"The Mohai Sacred Tree is a third-level treasure plant. The heart of the tree has the ability to cleanse old blood and witness the magical power of wisdom... There are a lot of good things in this Blood Palace, but unfortunately, they are all mine."

Xu Yu looked at the Mohai Sacred Tree and murmured to himself.

Under the Mohai Sacred Tree, a very old figure with a wrinkled face, almost only a skin wrapped around the bones, slowly raised his head.

It is the Blood God Ancestor!

"It's been three years, and you finally dare to come to me?"

The Blood God Ancestor's voice spoke very slowly, word by word.

But when it fell into Xu Yu's ears, it was like thunder on the ground, causing his face to change drastically.

"You discovered me? You already knew..."

The ancestor of the Blood God looked flatly: "Your talisman is very special, or in other words, you are very special..."

"I don't care who you are, even if you treat everyone in the sect like pigs and sheep, I don't care."

"But at this moment, I am weak and strong, so you have to do something for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Mohai Sacred Tree shook its body.

The soil squirmed and rolled, and dozens of bloody corpses with stiff bodies, black and sharp nails, green faces and fangs crawled out of it.

The auras are uneven, some are high and some are low. The weak ones are only at the middle stage of Qi training, but the strong ones actually have several blood corpses in the late stage of foundation building!
Judging from the clothes that have not rotted away, these people are all disciples of the Blood God Palace.

Over the past hundred years, the mortality rate of Blood God Palace disciples has increased sharply. Even the disciples of Xu Buqing, the deputy palace master, were almost wiped out.

But actually...

They were all transformed into blood corpses by the Blood God Ancestor.

now,

Surrounded by dozens of blood corpses, the malice coming from the blood god ancestor's seemingly weak and decaying body condensed into a substantial black cloud, shrouding Xu Yu in it.

Xu Yu's face was extremely ugly, his two pupils flickered and collided, and the two consciousnesses in his body seemed to be communicating and determining something.

Finally, he said in a difficult tone,

"What's the matter?"

"Let's go to Yi Mo Valley. I want to know whether True Lord Huangquan is really dead, or... the devil's path is immortal!"

(End of this chapter)