Chapter 131 The Death of the Black Jiao
After You Nianwei chopped off the head of the black dragon with one sword, one of his companions died, and the green dragon finally knew that it couldn’t be done.
The Qingjiao’s wisdom is no less than that of the monks. As soon as he sees the death of his companions, he is ready to run away.
Although the dragon’s tail was cut off by Ancestor Liang and the green dragon flame in his mouth was taken away by You Nianwei, there are still hidden methods on the green dragon.
Two rays of light emitted from its eyes, one red and one blue, which made people feel dazzling at first glance.
These two spiritual lights were so sharp that they almost cut off the fourth-level flying sword in Ancestor Liang’s hand.
Immediately afterwards, the green dragon sucked hard and sucked his inner elixir into his belly, then opened his big mouth and sprayed out a mini flag flag more than three inches high.
The flag flags rose in the wind and turned into a large flag more than ten feet high. On the big flag was a strange spiritual beast, whose power was obvious at a glance.
This flag is actually the natal magic weapon left behind by Qingjiao when he was a monk in the Beast Taming Sect in Yanhuo State in his previous life. It has been refined to the fifth level.
In his previous life, Qingjiao was Wei Tong, a golden elixir monk from the Beast Taming Sect. His cultivation had reached the seventh level of the golden elixir, and he was much more powerful than Taoist Jin Lan of the Qingxuan Sect.
He fled into the Cold Dragon Pond. Although he lost a lot of things along the way, the most important magical weapon was still in his hand.
After Wei Tong took away the green dragon, although he was lucky enough to survive, his memory was gone.
Even his personality and temperament have almost completely changed. Relying on the intermittent memories in Wei Tong’s mind, Qingjiao has formed new wisdom, almost becoming another personality.
Although the green dragon has been keeping the natal magic weapon in Wei Tong’s belly for nourishment, its memory is incomplete. It does not know the magic method to control this magic weapon and cannot exert its original power.
Faced with the persecution of Ancestor Liang, Qingjiao could only use the trump card that had been hidden for many years, and suddenly sprayed out the flag and hit the Qianzhong Peak in the sky.
This magical weapon is called the Spiritual Beast Banner, and almost every monk in Yanhuo Prefecture’s Beast Taming Sect will refine this magical weapon.
This kind of magic weapon can capture the spirit of spirit beasts and enter it into the flag, and then use various precious elixirs and spiritual objects to refine it to improve its level.
The spiritual beast flag in Qingjiao’s hand has been regarded as a natal magical weapon by Wei Tong for six hundred years. It has been refined to the fifth level of high-grade. If it can exert its power, it will far exceed the Thousand-layer Peak in the hand of Patriarch Liang.
Although the spirit beast flag is only three feet high, the green light he emits can withstand the Thousand-layered Peak by relying on its own power.
The green dragon flashed across a space of several tens of feet. It opened its mouth and took a breath, retracted the spirit beast flag, and then fled quickly.
He ran for his life with all his strength, Qingjiao was extremely fast and soon disappeared from sight.
When Ancestor Liang saw the green dragon escaping, he stamped his feet angrily, hurriedly took out his flying sword, and chased after the green dragon.
The green dragon escaped, and the three Zifu monks, Wu Sixeng, Zhou Xiangxian, and You Nianwei, besieged an injured fourth-level black dragon. It was a sure thing.
In less than a moment, several people worked together to kill the black dragon.
Seeing the inextricable fight between the foundation-building cultivators and low-level monsters below, You Nianwei and Zhou Xiangxian looked at each other, and with a flash of blue rainbow under their feet, they flew towards Shuangjiao Mountain.
Shuangjiao Mountain is a fourth-level middle-grade spiritual vein. There must be a magical treasure on the mountain. The two of them were afraid that the treasure would be lost, so they took the first step.
As for Wu Sixeng, his vitality has been severely depleted due to the long-term loss of vitality. Even after returning to Jiaohefang, he will probably have to recuperate for ten or eight years.
So he stayed and held the line for the foundation-building monks below.
Just when Patriarch Liang and others killed two black dragons and drove away the blue dragon.
Zhang Zhixuan below was also caught in a fierce battle. The first monster to break into the formation was the Green Phosphorous Snake, which is a third-level low-grade monster.
In the Southern Wilderness, because of the hot and humid climate, there are many snake-like monsters. Even in the three southeastern counties, there are far more snake-like creatures than in other places.
Unfortunately, as soon as it entered the formation and was about to pounce on its opponent, it suddenly discovered that the soil was like fine iron, trapping it firmly underground.
Nearly fifty Qi-training stage monks acted together, and their magic power was far more powerful than that of ordinary Foundation-building stage monks. They activated the formation together and immediately turned the land around dozens of feet around the green phosphorus snake into something as hard as fine iron.
The green phosphorus snake struggled desperately, trying to escape from the underground.
But with the blessing of the formation, fifty monks cast spells together, and even a third-level mid-level monster would find it difficult to move at all.
Faced with this kind of fat, how could Zhang Zhixuan let it go? The golden light sword in his hand flashed, and he immediately commanded the Qi training monks to release the formation restrictions.
Before the green phosphorus snake had time to be happy, it came out of the mud excitedly. As soon as it showed its head, it was greeted by Zhang Zhixuan’s flying sword.
The flying sword slashed seven inches across the green phosphorus snake and killed the third-level monster.
While holding the formation in the air, Zhang Zhixuan directed the monks of the Zhang family to collect the essence and blood of the green phosphorus snake.
The essence and blood of third-level monsters are also good materials for drawing spiritual talismans. Together with the skin of the green phosphorus snake, if given to the clan leader, ten third-level spiritual talismans can be drawn.
Even if it succeeds five times, it is far more cost-effective than selling it to the market.
Everyone helped each other, and seven or eight monks from the Zhang family rushed forward to remove the skin and bones of the green phosphorus snake. This time, because of the large number of people, even its internal organs were collected cleanly by everyone without wasting any of it.
At this time, without the suppression of the three dragons, the demonic beasts below had begun to appear in chaos. Some powerful demonic beasts seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and devoured some low-level demonic beasts, and then fled in all directions.
Taking advantage of this period of time, Zhang Zhixuan and his family’s monks used the third-level dungeon-turned-gold formation to kill seven or eight low-level monsters.
It’s a pity that the levels of these monsters are very low, and none of them are third-level monsters.
After killing many low-level monsters in succession, Zhang Zhixuan was about to hunt down a third-order monster, but found that most of the third-order monsters had already escaped.
Some monks with extraordinary cultivation even used flying swords to catch up.
Because he couldn’t let go of the monks in his family, and because he had already gained a lot from his visit to the Southern Wilderness, Zhang Zhixuan simply chose to stop fighting.
At the same time, the foundation-building monks of Qingxuan Sect also started to disembowel the two high-level black dragons in search of their inner elixirs.
The inner elixir of a fourth-level monster can replace the main medicine of the Foundation Establishment Pill, chalcedony and gold zhi, to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Although the Qingxuan Sect has been established for thousands of years, only every ten years can one harvest a millennium-old chalcedony golden mushroom from the elixir garden. This level of elixir itself exceeds the fourth level and is worth five thousand elixirs. On the stone.
Refining the Foundation Building Pill is very complicated. Not only is the main ingredient difficult to find, but it also requires ten strains of various spiritual herbs that are five hundred years old, fifty strains of two hundred years old elixir, and a fourth-level spiritual water for refinement.
The cost of refining a furnace of foundation-building pills alone is more than 30,000 spirit stones. Although this kind of pill is only a third-level top-grade pill, the refining process is very difficult.
Although an ordinary third-level high-grade alchemist can barely refine it, he can only make one elixir in one furnace.
With such a small probability of becoming a pill, and such a high cost, even a large sect like Qingxuan Sect would go bankrupt very quickly if it used a third-level high-grade alchemist to refine the foundation-building pill.
Therefore, refining the foundation-building pill requires at least a fourth-level low-grade alchemist who can control the pill-formation rate to more than 30% to barely protect the capital.
In the entire three southeastern counties, there are only two people who can refine the Foundation Establishment Pill. One is the ancestor of Heishanliang, and the probability of the pill being completed is only about 40%, and the other is Luo Ziyan, the alchemy elder of Qingxuan Sect.
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