Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 25

[Chapter 25 The Master’s Friend]

“Is there a sword talisman?” Ye Ting asked. He has the Earth Flame Sword in his hand, but he just uses the Earth Flame Sword to consume terrifying qi. Using Qinglian Furious Sea, of course, its power will be greatly increased, and 80% of its qi will be consumed at once.

If you activate the sword talisman and decompose the changes behind the Qinglian Furious Sea, you will be able to fight for a long time.

Without hesitation, Mu Chunfeng took ten metal sword talismans and handed them over to Ye Ting. Each of these metal sword charms can only be used once. After the power is exhausted, it is a waste product. The only value is to sell some metal materials.

After Ye Ting checked the metal sword talisman, he was satisfied. In the hands of others, this thing was just turned into an ordinary flying sword attack, and the power was not too great. And if you control it yourself, if the enemy is not strong, it can last for about half an hour. Moreover, the attack distance of this sword talisman is farther than his own spell, which is very practical.

Mu Chunfeng accepted the prison wind killing, and was about to arrange tactics with everyone. When he was familiar with the cooperation of the trial team, the battleship suddenly vibrated violently. Although it was only a moment, everyone involuntarily became quiet.

The battleship of Dragon City did not fluctuate in the slightest during the high-speed escape, and this shock must have encountered an attack!

“Ye Ting, can you go and ask?” Mu Chunfeng did not make his own decisions, but asked Ye Ting to come forward. If they walk around, even if it’s all right, it will cause suspicion in Dragon City. There are many secrets on this battleship that cannot be shared.

Ye Ting nodded, and when he opened the door, someone was about to come in. Seeing Ye Ting, the man greeted warmly: “Senior Brother Ye, please come over.”

The cultivator’s purplish red face, with a simple and honest appearance, was exactly the style of the foundation-building cultivator he knew from Tu Su’s side.

“Please me?”

“The elder has named him by name.” Fengshang smiled naively.

“Let’s lead the way.” Ye Ting didn’t know why, and followed Feng Shanghao all the way to the deck. Just after exiting the cabin door and leaving the inner cabin’s guardian formation, Feng Hao’s foot thumped, like a hammer hitting the ground.

The battleship was thrown up suddenly, and the lotus shadow flashed under Ye Ting’s feet, already sticking. The battleship fell on the top of the wave at high speed, and the span between the ups and downs was more than three feet away.

The high-speed escaping battleship has switched to the forward mode and traveled through the huge waves. The protection formations on both sides of the ship were opened, and the waves hit the invisible barrier and shattered. In the huge waves, the densely packed sea-monsters came overwhelmingly, and on both sides of the ship, the monks and soldiers stood steadily.

The cultivator was releasing a spell to attack the Kraken, and the soldier was holding a talisman that was more than thirty feet long, specifically to assassinate the fish that slipped through the net.

Feng Shanghao took Ye Ting up the bridge and into the command cabin without looking sideways. There were more than twenty people in the command cabin, and Ye Ting’s eyes only swept over three.

Three cultivators stood by the window, looking down at the foredeck.

The soldiers on both sides of the ship wore talismans and were neatly arranged. Despite the huge waves, they still stably fired their guns beside the monks, retreated, and exchanged positions.

On the sea, rushing towards the battleship were densely packed sea-monsters, giving up their lives and screaming mournfully.

The siren is hideous and ugly, with no scales on the blue-grey skin, with soft and short white hair, sparse and messy, the slender arms seem to be malnourished, the skin is close to the bones, under the arms and between the ribs There is a transparent film in between.

They leap out of the sea on their membranes, glide, and slam into battleships. A gigantic head was pitted, its bluish-grey skin was oozing with mucus, its teeth were sharp and messy, and its lips were bared. A nose collapsed and the nostrils closed together.

Before jumping on the deck, the Kraken spewed acid from its mouth to attack, and was blocked by the formation formation on both sides of the ship’s side.

Ye Ting is a little strange, this thing is a cloak demon, how can it attack the battleship? There is a very detailed introduction in the sect’s monster map. This cloak monster lives in groups, is timid, and scavengers. Even on occasional hunting, they will not attack targets larger than themselves.

Now the cloak monsters are attacking in vain, their acid cannot break through the enchantment, and the condensate monk spells on both sides of the ship are released and swept away. The cloaked demon with weak defense originally depended on a large number to survive. Occasionally, a fish slipped through the net and was stabbed to death by the soldier’s rune spear.

Up to now, none of the battleships in Dragon City has yet started to fight.

The large escape method stopped, and the battleship still had a speed of 600 miles per hour. The front of the ship broke through the huge waves, and the cloak demon in this direction was directly smashed to pieces.

“Ye Ting, come here.” A female cultivator called Ye Ting, looking at her dress, she was the elder of Mo Xiezong. She is tall and slender, with phoenix eyes, a small nose, and a slightly thick lips. She looks like she is twenty-seven or eight-year-old.

This can only mean that she built the foundation a little late, but not her real age.

Ye Ting came forward to greet him, and the female nun said, “My name is Cen Ling. Your master said, do you have something to trade with me?”

Ye Ting thought to himself, when did the master say this? His response was not slow, he took a wooden box directly from the token space and offered it with both hands.

Cen Ling didn’t even look at it, and said indifferently, “Too little.”

Ye Ting was very straightforward, left three wooden boxes in the token space, and took out the rest and put them on the ground.

Seeing that he was so straightforward, Cen Ling also nodded, swept his long sleeves gently, and all the wooden boxes disappeared. Ye Ting envied Qiankun’s ability in this sleeve, but unfortunately, he couldn’t learn it without forming a pill.

“Yu Wenxuan has a good apprentice, let’s take this.” Cen Ling threw a boxy jade box to Ye Ting, three inches in size. Ye Ting took it in his hand and looked at Cen Ling, without using his divine sense to investigate.

“This thing is the Jiefa Dan, a spiritual tool, enough to repay your master’s favor back then.” Cen Ling’s tone was flat, and the eyelids of the other two cultivators were twitching.

The spiritual tool, or the world magic pill, is simply arrogant for this kid!

Spirit artifact, Dragon Yucheng has been refining artifact for 8,000 years. It’s not that the method is not good, it’s that the material is insufficient. The other two major sects have spiritual tools, and there are only a handful of them.

As for Jiefa Dan, it is not something to take at all, but a weapon used by monks to fight. No matter what the level of Kaifadan is, when trading, it will always be settled at the price of the weapon. The failure rate of this thing is too high, and the cost will never come down.

Mo Yezong would not have a second one for the spirit-level world magic pill.

Mo Xiezong’s disciples showed obvious jealousy. Cen Ling glanced at his own disciples and said coldly, “At least half of the medicinal materials that Ye Ting presented to me are eight thousand years old.”

These disciples bowed their heads and dared to refute.

Ye Ting knew that his medicinal materials were definitely not as valuable as this world’s magic pills. The medicinal materials are not for trading, they are only used to soothe Cen Ling’s emotions. If you are greedy and don’t give Cen Ling a few boxes, maybe this realm of magic pills will not appear.

“You are a disciple of Yu Wenxuan, so you must be proficient in spells. You first assimilate this world’s magic pill with your favorite spell.” Cen Ling pointed to Ye Ting.

Ye Ting was concentrating, but heard the voice transmission from Cen Ling: “If you don’t need to keep it, it’s none of my business if you turn around and get killed and take the treasure. You can sacrifice and improve the quality of Jiefa Dan every day. It’s the magic of the spiritual tool. It doesn’t matter if you are not familiar with the spells, and deal with them slowly in the future. After today’s refining, the world magic pill can’t change the attributes, and it’s useless for others to take it.”

Ye Ting just lacks offensive spells, and the ten spells are the best. Jiefa Dan is not only used to solidify spells, but its biggest role is to assist cultivation. Ye Ting had no choice. He opened the jade box and assimilated the Jiefa Dan directly with the forbidden method of the thunder of the heavens.

Cen Ling worked flawlessly. Seeing Ye Ting refining the magic pill, the two cultivators just sighed and turned their attention to the front deck.

Inside the jade box, an emerald green pill was spinning around. Ye Ting held it in his hands, and the 3,610 acupoints swelled with true qi, and the Heavenly Lightning Forbidden Law was activated and sent into the magic pill of that realm.

The spirit patterns in the world magic pill circulated, and the cloud was transpiring, as if it was a world of its own. With the activation of Ye Ting Zhutian’s Lightning Forbidden Law, the thunder light lit up in the cloud, flickering endlessly, and the magic lines condensed in the cloud, turning into an emerald green liquid, forming a brand-new magic pattern. When Ye Ting’s face changed, he underestimated the power of the spiritual tool, and this change completely drained the true qi from all the acupoints in his body.

If it’s someone else, it’s fine, if the real qi takes time out, the world magic pill will stop working. But Ye Ting has a purgatory space of ten directions. Once the body is really exhausted and completely gone, the purgatory space of ten directions will feed Ye Ting back. The speed at which Jiefa Dan absorbs infuriating energy is too fast, and the supply of Qinglian Jiange is not enough, and the body will definitely not be able to bear it!

This ten-direction purgatory space has not yet been finalized. Once it is fed back, it is almost destroyed. It will be extremely difficult to cultivate in the future.

How could Cen Ling know the secrets in his body, the assimilation world magic pill was not dangerous at first. Ye Ting simply took a demon containing Yuan Dan and swallowed it. If the ten-direction purgatory space was destroyed, his practice would be over.

The Qimo Hanyuan Dan is a medicine for the cultivator of the pill. Even if the medicinal properties are calm, the liquid congealing cultivator swallows it, it is the same as swallowing a small sun.

The infuriating energy in all the acupoints was instantly full. If it wasn’t for the Boundary Dharma Pill being absorbed, Ye Ting would be severely injured this time. He swallowed it too hastily, and he didn’t use the Demon God’s Breaking Spell to control the elixir in the Demon Han Yuan Dan.

Cen Ling frowned, but he felt that Ye Ting was taking medicine indiscriminately, but he didn’t realize the speciality of the magic containing Yuandan.

Ye Ting’s body acupuncture points and orifices are turbulent, washed repeatedly, consumed in an instant, and filled up in a blink of an eye. This feeling is so painful and refreshing, I can’t describe it in words. Under such torture, the acupoints were not only not destroyed, but expanded rhythmically. The lotus pattern supporting the hole is also growing and repairing is repeated.

If it continues like this, Ye Ting may be able to directly reach the level of condensate consummation.

For more than half an hour before and after, Ye Ting swallowed 30 Qi Mo Han Yuan Dan in succession, and the thunder sound in that realm magic pill stopped. Ye Ting’s heart was bleeding from the pain. Thirty demons contained Yuan Dan, and he could fill up his own infuriating energy even in the realm of forming pills. Now that thirty pills were consumed at once, how could he explain to the master!

Qimo Hanyuan Dan is a fine product refined by Jinao Island, and Yuwenxuan’s last inventory will never be replenished.

Cen Ling looked at Ye Ting with a strange expression. In front of Ye Ting, Jiefadan was beating rhythmically, like the heart outside Ye Ting’s body, echoing with Ye Ting’s qi and blood.

He actually refined this thing directly!

The elixir that Ye Ting ate can be imagined as precious. Cen Ling wanted to ask him: You are such a prodigal, does your master know?