Chapter 690: Counting the Harvest, Refining the Precious Lotus (4k, Please Subscribe)
Master Iron Turtle's protective spiritual armor belongs to Feng Yuan and Shen Hou of Paradise, both of whom are greedy beings.
This time, if Feng Yuan hadn't used the killing move "True Meaning Talisman", the two major transformation gods and the twelve quasi-transformation gods would have successively attacked... In that month, Master Iron Turtle would have been defeated in succession... It is difficult to achieve defense.
This is the terror of a god-level body.
And now, this huge trophy fell into his hands.
Although this body-protecting spiritual armor was broken by the "True Meaning Talisman" and was far inferior to what it was when Master Iron Turtle was alive, it was still a great addition to his current strength.
This makes up for the huge shortcoming that he can only attack Lingbao but not defend Lingbao.
"In addition, Master Iron Turtle's physical body is also a good spiritual material for making fifth-level talismans."
Wei Tu smiled and looked at the body of Master Iron Turtle that he had collected in the storage bag.
Master Iron Turtle is full of treasures.
If he is a demon cultivator, he can make great progress in his cultivation by simply and crudely refining Master Iron Turtle's physical essence.
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After chatting with the Red Dragon Ancestor for a while, Wei Tu fled again and left the Wanxiu Peak battlefield, not staying long.
He did not have the confidence to face the combined power of the Divine Lord of Paradise and the Hidden Ghost Old Man.
To deal with these two people, at least he has to wait until he refines the protective spirit armor of Master Iron Turtle into a spiritual treasure, and then the two of them separate and go alone.
One-on-one difficulty is naturally much easier than one-on-two.
"The Dingling Sect should have already received the message that my second Nascent Soul escaped from the sect."
"In more than a month, I think I should be able to escape to the Central Territory."
Wei Tu gathered his breath, flew at low altitude, and thought to himself while flying towards the direction of the Great Flame Central Territory.
A month ago, when he and Liu Daoshou and others were ambushing near Wanxiu Peak, they asked the Second Nascent Soul to escape. In addition to informing Fu Zhizhou of his specific location, setting up another ambush, and an escape route, Fu Zhizhou also secretly informed Wen Changying. , allowing them to evacuate immediately.
It's a pity that this trap arrangement became useless after the arrival of the hidden ghost old man.
However, thankfully, after this experience, he no longer has any worries in the Southern Region of Great Yan.
Otherwise, if the Dingling Sect was allowed to go up and down, he would feel uneasy because he was affected by the Divine Marquis of Paradise.
Although he has experienced a lot in the world of immortality and is not an indecisive person, it is difficult for him to ignore himself and implicate an innocent sect.
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"Damn it! It's a small teleportation array..."
"This man named Wen has been prepared for a long time."
On the other side, the two people who were chasing Wei Tu, Shenhou Ji Le and Yin Gui Old Man, also followed Wei Tu's aura and came to an underground place thousands of miles away from Wanxiu Peak.
The two of them looked at the small teleportation array that had been completely destroyed by puppets in the empty stomach underground, their faces extremely ugly.
"How could he know about your plan and set up a teleportation array here in advance?"
The hidden ghost old man's face was ashen, he looked coldly at the Divine Marquis of Paradise beside him, and asked.
He suspected that Wei Tu's appearance was deliberately done by the Divine Lord of Paradise in order to exclusively enjoy Master Iron Turtle's trophy.
Compared with Feng Yuan, Master Iron Turtle in the middle stage of becoming a god is more valuable, both in terms of his body and his legacy.
It is perfectly normal for him, a rebellious disciple, to have such thoughts.
"How do I know about this matter?"
After hearing this, the God of Paradise looked very displeased. He was already angry because of the loss of his biggest trophy, but now he was in no mood to explain all this with nice words.
But then, after seeing the hidden intention of Old Man Yingui to take action, he frowned and started to defend himself.
"This man surnamed Wen is a monk under Feng Yuan's command, and he is also one of the six leaders of Taizhen Sect. The information I gave you before also said, how could he be mine?"
"You said he was my person, and I also said he might be yours. This person came to the Southern Territory more than seventy years ago and suddenly achieved the quasi-deity realm... If no one arranged it, I The first one didn’t believe it.”
The Supreme God of Paradise snorted coldly, and also poured dirty water on the old man Yingui.
"Bliss? How could this be me? I only knew about your plan thirty years ago."
The old man Yingui shook his sleeves and shouted angrily.
But when it came to this, the old man Yingui also understood some true meaning from the words of the God of Paradise.
He frowned and looked at the Divine Marquis of Paradise, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes, "You mean, this person named Wen is actually a spy planted by others in the Nine-Nation Alliance? After knowing that Wanxiu Peak will be chosen for the battle between the two alliances, , set up the teleportation array in advance, are you ready to escape? "
But he mistakenly believed that Wei Tu knew that Wanxiu Peak would be the location for the ambush, and Feng Yuan informed him in advance.
That's why we made preparations to arrange the teleportation array.
It's just that Feng Yuan "had good intentions but did bad things" and mistakenly made Wei Tu, the spy, the biggest winner in the war.
"Other than that, there is no other explanation. It is difficult for my men to recruit such talents."
The God of Bliss said in a solemn voice and blew himself up.
Hearing this, Old Man Yingui frowned at first, then relaxed a little, and said to himself, "That's right."
It is true that the Reverend Transformation God is the pinnacle of cultivation in the human world.
But this does not mean that a powerful force will definitely gather under the command of Lord Huashen.
Hou Zheng, the God of Joy, is short-lived and has a huge personality defect. It is impossible for such a person to recruit a powerful confidant like Wei Tu.
The close confidants and the monks under his command are two completely different types of people.
It is easy to send subordinates to secretly seize the body of Master Tiegui, but it is not easy to make them... not embezzle it.
For example, Wei Tu, a quasi-God-transforming cultivator whose escape method is comparable to the speed of the God-transforming escape, cannot be easily planted with a soul contract or other control methods by the Bliss God Marquis.
"Since this Wen is a traitor and not a subordinate of you and Feng Yuan, then the force he belongs to..."
The old man Yingui's eyes flickered, looking towards the direction of the distant Da Yan Central Region, with a hidden guess.
Among the five regions of the Da Yan cultivation world, the Central Region is the strongest region and the region with the most God-transforming sects.
There are many God-transforming sects, which means that there are not enough resources to share and the desire for expansion is strong.
However, although the Central Region is strong, a single God-transforming sect is far inferior to the forces in other regions.
For example, the Southern Region...
Before Master Tiegui and Feng Yuan died, there were three God-transforming masters standing in the world, and it was easy to resist the invasion of the Central Region.
"There are four sects in the Central Region, the Holy Buddha Temple, the Immortal Spirit Dao, the Yanhuang Sect, and the Jianhuo Palace... Among them, the Holy Buddha Temple and the Immortal Spirit Dao are the closest to the Southern Region. Could it be these two sects?"
Thinking of this, the old man Yin Gui and the Lord of Bliss looked at each other, and then quickly flew north to the Sanxi League.
Although there is no vast land of absolute spirits between the Southern and Central Regions of Da Yan, the distance between the two regions is also very far.
If you want to go from the Southern Region to the Central Region, the best way is to take the ultra-long teleportation array of the two regions.
And there is only one such cross-domain teleportation array in the entire Southern Region.
In other words, as long as you get one step ahead and rush to the vicinity of the cross-domain teleportation array, wait for the rabbit, there is a good chance that you can stop Wei Tu and get the rich spoils of war.
Even if it doesn't work, blocking this cross-domain teleportation array, cutting off Wei Tu's "escape route", trapping Wei Tu in the Southern Region, and then searching inch by inch is also a way.
However, both the Lord of Bliss and the Old Man Hidden Ghost subconsciously overlooked the possibility that Wei Tu might also be a God Transformation Venerable.
After all, there are only a few God Transformation Venerables in the Great Flame Cultivation World, and each of them is famous.
It is unlikely that the God Transformation Venerable would lurk in the Yuanying Sect for seventy or eighty years.
Such behavior is too unbelievable.
There is no benefit at all for the God Transformation Venerable.
As for the foreign God Transformation...
So far, the two of them have only known one Ding Lezheng.
And the aura on Wei Tu is also very different from the Ding Lezheng known to the Lord of Bliss.
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Unlike what the Lord of Bliss and the Old Man Hidden Ghost had expected, Wei Tu did not take the cross-domain teleportation array to the Great Flame Central Region.
He chose to cross directly, cutting off the Absolute Spirit Land between the Great Flame South Region and the Great Flame Central Region, and go to the Great Flame Central Region.
Although this method is much slower than taking the teleportation array, it is much safer. Secondly, the time he spent on the road is not necessarily ineffective.
"This time, although it is different from the plan, I did not grab the legacy of Taizhen Sect after the war, but the legacy of Master Tiegui is enough..."
On the spiritual boat, Wei Tu sat cross-legged, and his consciousness erased the imprint left by Master Tiegui in the storage magic tool, and looked at the life-long accumulation of this middle-stage transformation.
In terms of spiritual treasures, in addition to the stone mill spiritual treasure used by Master Tiegui in the "Twelve Heavenly Gang Sword Yuan Formation", there is also a fifth-level low-grade green knife.
It's just a pity that because of the impact of the battle, the "golden bowl" that Master Tiegui used to attack Feng Yuan at the beginning fell outside the formation and was obtained by the Bliss God.
Otherwise, his spiritual treasure harvest would be richer.
In terms of elixirs, Master Tiegui is also a poor ghost. Only the two remaining "blood essence pills" he used before are still useful to him.
In terms of skills, Master Tiegui has collected many skills below the fifth level, but there are few skills above the fifth level, which is not as good as what he got from Master Jishan after he broke through the spirit transformation.
But in terms of spiritual materials, Master Tiegui is much richer.
There are as many as three spiritual objects for replenishing infants.
In addition to two "Five Elements Spiritual Leaves", there is also a spiritual object for replenishing infants called "Xianyuan Grass".
In addition, Master Tiegui has collected enough complete spiritual medicines for two sets of replenishing infant pills.
Wei Tu estimated that Master Tiegui was very likely to have a certain friendship with Master Han Dan when he was alive.
After all, there is no quasi-fifth-level alchemist who can refine replenishing infant pills in Sanxi League.
In addition to these gains.
The biggest gain is the huge amount of spiritual crystals stored in Master Tiegui's storage magic tool.
The number of these spiritual crystals is as high as 40,000.
It can be said that after this battle, Wei Tu's wealth has completely squeezed into the ranks of veteran gods, and even more than some veteran gods.
"Killing people and setting fires to get a golden belt, the ancients really didn't deceive me."
Wei Tu sighed in his heart. It would take him hundreds of years to earn these spiritual crystals with his immortal skills, not to mention other ordinary gods.
After sorting out the legacy of Master Tiegui.
Wei Tu used two thousand spiritual crystals on the spirit boat to luxuriously set up a high-level spirit gathering array, and then flipped his palm and took out the "Five-Colored Treasure Lotus" that Gong Shulan had previously offered him.
This five-color treasure lotus was obtained by him before the war, but because he had just obtained it not long ago, he was called by Liu Daoshou to set up an array and ambush at the Wanxiu Peak battlefield, so he didn't have time to refine it.
Now, the time it takes to go to the Great Yan Central Region, with his speed of transformation, is at least seven or eight years, which is just right for him to refine this treasure.
However, Wei Tu did not refine it immediately.
He took out several kinds of spiritual medicines and some water spiritual objects from the storage bag, then pinched his hands and put them into the five-color treasure lotus one by one.
This is the "medicine storage method" of the alchemist. The medicinal properties of the spiritual medicines nourished by this method will be improved by 10% to 20%.
But the disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of money, which is often not worth the loss. It can only be used on precious spiritual medicines.
A moment later.
The five-color treasure lotus bloomed with light, colorful and dreamy.
Seeing this scene, Wei Tu was delighted. He continued to pinch his hands and landed on the five-color treasure lotus.
After a while, the spiritual light of the five-color treasure lotus changed from five colors to green light, which was extremely bright and green.
"Swallow!" Wei Tu pinched his hands again, and the "five-color treasure lotus" flew from mid-air to his side. After a slight delay, it fell into his mouth and was swallowed into his stomach.
Next, Wei Tu slowly closed his eyes and used the magic power in his dantian to absorb the spiritual light of this treasure bit by bit.
Time passed.
In a blink of an eye, seven or eight years passed.
Wei Tu, who was in the spiritual boat, had a dull expression and kept sitting cross-legged. If it weren't for the dazzling spiritual light flashing in his dantian, he would have been no different from a dead person.
At this time, the spiritual boat under his seat also arrived at the border of the Central Region, a place called "Mingshan Market".
"Fourth-level spiritual boat?"
"Is that... a fourth-level high-quality spiritual boat?"
Looking at the flying boat emitting dazzling spiritual light in the sky and the green-robed monk sitting cross-legged on the flying boat, the cultivators in Mingshan Market were shocked.
Among the magic tools, the flying boat is the most expensive.
The fourth-level high-quality flying boat is a treasure that even Yuanying Great Cultivators can hardly own.
"Senior, what are you doing here in our sect's market?"
After a brief commotion, a middle-aged man in Confucian robes walked out of the Mingshan market, bowed to Wei Tu, and asked anxiously.
However, this action was not responded to by Wei Tu, who still sat cross-legged on the flying boat, motionless.
However, Wei Tu was not completely unconscious at this moment, but he had reached a critical period in refining the "Five-Colored Treasure Lotus", and he could not be distracted at all, otherwise the efficacy of this treasure would inevitably be reduced.
"Senior, if there is anything you want me to do, I will do my best to do it." The middle-aged man in Confucian robes changed his greeting and became more humble.
But just as he finished speaking.
Suddenly, a dazzling spiritual light emanated from Wei Tu's body and dissipated outside the flying boat.
"Puff!" When the spiritual light touched the middle-aged man in Confucian robes outside the flying boat, he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out like a broken sack, and embedded into the floor of the market.
"Just a wisp of spiritual pressure has made my, my..." The middle-aged man in Confucian robes showed a look of fear, looking at the golden elixir in his dantian, which had cracks.