Dark Beast Summoner MTL - 952. Chapter 952

Rao is a knowledgeable Long Moshen, and has never heard of the Zhenmai Shenzhu, but as the name suggests, you can hear its effect from his name.

If the dragon vein can really be controlled, just like the mountain stone can guard the entire mountain gate, the god pillar of this vein is really against the sky.

Mu Wushuang recalled that the divine consciousness entered the stone pillar space before, and the words that he saw on the stone pillars were all ancient words, which were difficult to understand, but she quickly understood the meaning.

She looked at Long Moshen and said with some excitement:

“Yes, yes, it is the god pillar that can guard the dragon veins, so that outsiders cannot extract the dragon veins, nor can they extract the essence of the dragon veins. A dragon vein can guard a dragon vein!”

Long Moshen looked into the wooden box, there were still a dozen wooden sticks left in it. If these wooden sticks could be turned into stone pillars, they would be able to guard a dozen dragon veins.

He thought attentively, these sacred pillars should be based on dragon veins. Does that mean that there were more than a dozen dragon veins in the Cangming Continent, or that the Queen Mother of the West had more than a dozen dragon veins?

Queen Mother West, what kind of existence is it?

He felt that when he returned to the spirit world, it was necessary to take a look from the mouth of his old man. Xi Wangmu’s astonishing and brilliant figure had fallen for about hundreds of thousands of years, and he was considered to be a person of the same period.

However, his family has been in the immortal world for more than a dozen generations, and the Queen Mother of the West may have been in the Cangming Continent.

“Shuang’er, you try another one.”

He picked up the wooden sticks in the wooden box, handed them to Wushuang, and asked her to try again to see if the remaining wooden sticks were all “Zhenmai Shenzhu”.

She took the wooden sign, and the imprint of the cinnabar flat peach that had just disappeared on her forehead reappeared, and she saw the same picture as before.

The text has not changed.

When she returned to her spiritual consciousness, it was not surprising that the wooden stick in her hand became a small stone pillar.

This is really a divine tool. If a wooden stick is obtained by someone else, it will not become a sacred pillar of the veins, and such an ordinary wooden stick, who would treat it as a treasure?

I don’t know who created this Zhenmai Divine Pillar. It must be a great refiner. Today, I am afraid that no one can create such a heaven-defying divine object.

The reason why she believed that this was created by someone else, not Queen Mother of the West, was because the handwriting on the stone pillar was obviously a man’s handwriting.

The handwriting is integrated with the stone pillar. The person who refines the instrument is the person who engraves the letter. There is charm in the words, and each word is closely related to the function of the pillar of the pulse. Therefore, this refiner is very powerful, so powerful that no one can match. , No one surpassed.

“The rest are supposed to be the sacred pillars of the veins, let’s put them aside for now, and don’t change into the shape of the stone pillars.”

She said.

It won’t be too late to turn the wooden stick into a pillar of the pulse.

Long Mo nodded deeply, closed the wooden box, and let her put it in the space.

With this Zhenmai Shenzhu, this time I went to Bodhi City to get the dragon veins without worrying about being snatched or evacuated, which made both of them feel relieved a lot.

Mu Wushuang was originally worried that an accident would happen if this dragon vein was placed in the underworld. She couldn’t stay in the underworld all the time. If a strong person took away the essence of the dragon vein, it would be extremely annoying.

It’s good now, when the time comes to place the Zhenzhu Shenzhu above the dragon veins, even if the immortal emperor comes, he will not be able to take the dragon veins from the underworld!

“Since it’s a good thing, it’s fine. Just now, Xi Xi’s hand suddenly broke, and my face turned pale in fright.”

Wuji said with a smile.

The immortal is the immortal, the elixir is the elixir, and the broken hand can grow back in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, it was just a shock.

Mu Wushuang smiled lightly: “I came down this time and brought a lot of healing pills. I will leave the elixir for you when I need it.”

“No, no, we don’t need elixir!” Wujizi shook his head quickly.

Yao Qing also said: “Our Azure Cloud Sword Sect is already a top power in the mainland. We won’t get hurt in our leisure, and we don’t need the elixir at all. You should keep it for yourself.”

The elixir was very precious when they heard it, and they didn’t want Wushuang to spend money.

Long Xuanxi smiled and said: “My mother made the elixir by herself. She is now a third-tier elixir master, so you can take it boldly, grandpa master Yao.”

“Yes, yes!” Xiao Rou’er agreed. In fact, she was not listening to what they were talking about. Her round eyes looked not far away. Under the order of Wu Ji Zi, all the disciples of the sect came and started. Digging around Qianchi Lake, she watched with great interest.

The third stage elixir!

Ninth-Rank and 10-Rank Alchemists are already known as god-level alchemists on the mainland. I didn’t expect that there are still elixir masters above them, and Wushuang has become a third-class elixir so quickly, she has not even gone to the fairy world. Years, you have made such rapid progress, and sure enough, a genius is a genius!

Knowing that it was an elixir refined by Wushuang, they did not refuse now.

The disciples flew in one after another, digging the ground with enthusiasm, digging in full swing.

After a while, I heard a disciple shouting loudly:

“Head! Something has been dug up here!”

So the group of them flew in the direction of that disciple.

The disciple dug a deep hole four or five people high, a boot was dug out by the disciple, and the disciple continued to dig.

This boot should be a magic weapon, so it has not rotted, but it is also mottled on it, and it can only be vaguely distinguished from the pattern on it, which is the pattern of a black flower.

She and the emperor looked at each other, and both frowned slightly.

Obviously, they thought of it together.

There are boots here, maybe there are bones.

Sure enough, there was a “knock” sound from below, and the disciple’s shovel slammed on a hard object.

“Bones! Head, there are bones underneath!” The disciple looked at the white jade-like bones and shouted to them.

“Dig it up!” Wuji said.

After a while, the disciple hummed and dug out the entire corpse, but when he lifted it, he didn’t move it, and found that the bone’s hand bone was still connected to something.

He quickly digs through the soil to see that there is still a bone underneath!

“Also…more!”

“Come on, I’ll go down and take a look.” Mu Wushuang said.

“Okay, Master Sister, I will go up now.” After the disciple came up, Mu Wushuang and Long Mo jumped down deeply.

The clothes on the bones have not completely rotted, but they have also become rags. The bones are white jade, which proves that the master of the bones had a high level of cultivation before life, at least at the spiritual emperor realm.

Long Moshen separated a corpse underneath from the soil and pulled it out. This corpse was much smaller. There was a sword inserted in the position of the heart, and this decayed sword was being caught by the bones above. Hands.

As soon as the sword was exposed to the air, it immediately turned into fly ash, and the boots were the same.