"Do you really want to learn these magical powers?"
Seeing Lu Yang's heartbeat, Wang Bairong was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but say: "Junior brother, the immortal path is always the realm first, you have to distinguish the priorities."
In his opinion, Lu Yang has earned so many contribution points at a young age, not to mention building a foundation in the future, at least the Great Perfection of Qi Refinement is still very promising, so why practice those supernatural powers with great side effects, even if the combat power reaches the sky? In the end, when the birthday arrived, it was still a handful of dust.
"Life is short, don't make mistakes."
Speaking of this, Wang Borong showed a sad face: "You are still young, and you still don't understand this truth.
"You are in the prime of your life now, but what about ten years from now? What about twenty years from now?"
"You made this choice today, it seems that you are happy, but in fact, it may take decades to see the drawbacks, and you will not regret the medicine at that time."
Before the words fell, Wang Bairong seemed to be stuck in memories again, and after a while, he sighed: "You don't know, old man, I was very beautiful in the Holy Sect when I was young, but I took a wrong step, and as a result, I wasted my life.
As he spoke, Wang Bairong's eyes turned red.
Under the drunkenness, he simply pulled Lu Yang to talk about his beautiful past.
In fact, it was nothing, it was nothing more than that he didn't understand the importance of true qi grade when he was young, and accidentally got a technique below the seventh rank and practiced it.
As a result, the true qi grade is too low, and there is no hope of building a foundation for the rest of his life, and it is difficult to complete qi refining.
For decades, half of his body has been buried in the loess, but the former brothers and women he admired have all extended their lives one by one, and they are still in their youth.
How much this is regrettable, how sad it is, but who can start over in life?
"What? Can I do it all over again? That's fine."
Seeing that Wang Borong was drunk to death like this, Lu Yang stood up and found the book "Heavenly Demon Turning into Blood Divine Light" according to Wang Borong's description.
It is undeniable that this is indeed a magic skill.
Lu Yang exchanged it with a solemn expression: "Quick, big side effects, high danger, it has almost all the characteristics that a demonic path should have."
If you want to practice this magical power, you must first choose a magic weapon, and then use the magic weapon to peel off your human skin alive, and then use the secret method to refine it.
"At the same time, I myself will also become a blood shadow that relies on the magic weapon."
"The magic weapon is not damaged, and the blood shadow is not dead."
"The side effect is that the lifespan is halved, and at the same time, after turning into a blood shadow, it is no longer a human body, but an empty human form, so the cultivation will not improve further."
"Okay, it really suits me!"
Lu Yang's eyes were bright, and he immediately decided to practice this magical power.
During the practice, he discovered that there was actually another version of this magical power, which seemed to have been deleted and optimized by a certain great cultivator.
"After all, this magical power is indeed extraordinary."
"The modified version does not require the cultivators to peel their skins and blood sacrifices themselves, but let the cultivators sacrifice their own brothers or children and grandchildren with blood."
"In this way, this magical power can also be refined, but since the blood shadow refined in this way is not the cultivator himself after all, it is difficult to transport it freely, so there will be a risk of backlash. But I'm different, whether it's this life or the next, the blood shadow will only be myself!"
A few days later, Lu Yang left the library.
In addition, he bought the "Shenxiao Imperial Sword True Decisive" once more, after all, this way he could display it openly in the future.
The next day, the "exercises" were delivered.
"Devil!"
Looking at Yun Miaoqing, who was clutching the magic sword around his neck in his hand and looking at him with an unyielding face, Lu Yang suddenly felt a little like a different world.
But soon he left it behind.
"I'm sorry, I need the method and experience of refining sword pills."
"What? How would you know. Hold in mouth. Wait for you.!"
With her familiarity with Yun Miaoqing, Lu Yang was full of firepower, and quickly collected the knowledge and experience she needed.
Lifting his pants, Lu Yang turned around and left.
This time, he went to "Wanbao Peak", the mountain corresponding to the Outer Gate Refinement Hall, one of the four peaks of the Inner Gate, and most of the Holy Sect's Dharma Treasures came from here.
"I want to rent a ground stove."
When he came to the front desk, Lu Yang directly put forward his needs, and after giving enough contribution points, he was invited into the furnace room at the highest level after a quarter of an hour.
After making sufficient preparations, he took out the materials.
Three taels of gold essence, three taels of chalcedony, two taels of cinnabar, two taels of sword qi, and then pinch the magic decision, connect the fire from the center of the earth, and then throw it into the furnace together!
"Although most of the sword pills in the Jade Shu Sword Pavilion are refined by the elders in the sect, they are on the right path, so there is no need to worry about someone secretly doing tricks. This is the First Holy Sect, instead of pinning my hopes on the moral level of the person who refined the weapon, it would be better for me to do it myself, and it's a big deal to try a few more times."
A set of materials contributes 2000 points.
Lu Yang earned a total of 10,000 contribution points, except for the purchase of magical techniques and loan repayment, his entire net worth could only buy three copies of materials for refining sword pills.
"If you fail three times, then come again in the next life!"
With this thought, Lu Yang began to strictly follow the method experience he had learned from Yun Miaoqing, controlling the earth fire and slowly condensing all the materials.
The gold essence melts the chalcedony, and the cinnabar combines the sword qi.
Gradually, a pill appeared in Lu Yang's spiritual sense, but before he could be happy, he saw the pill suddenly tremble in place.
"Boom!"
It exploded.
A set of materials was scrapped, and Lu Yang calmly waved his sleeves to sweep away the wreckage, silently summarizing the lessons learned: ". My steps should be fine."
"The problem is the last step."
Lu Yang looked back at Yun Miaoqing's memory, and enlightenment gradually appeared in his eyes:
"Refining sword pills requires the sword and the heart to unite, and I have not been cultivating the Shenxiao Imperial Sword True Decision for a long time, and my realm in sword path is obviously lacking."
It stands to reason that this is a mandatory requirement and can only be ground slowly.
However, this is from the perspective of the righteous path, after all, the righteous path pays attention to gradual progress, and rarely uses some methods that are eager for quick success and hurt the heavens.
And the magic path doesn't talk about this.
"The sword and the heart are united, in the final analysis, it is the control of the sword pill. In this case, I simultaneously cultivate the Heavenly Demon Transformation Blood Divine Light, and the effect should be the same!"
"Even better!"
After all, the Heavenly Demon Blood Divine Light is a body sacrifice treasure, once practiced almost integrated with the magic weapon, the compatibility will inevitably far exceed the so-called sword and heart combination.
"But if you want to do this, you can't use the Ma Feisan prepared in advance."
Refining sword pills is a delicate task, if he takes drugs to suppress the pain sensation, causing the reaction during refining to be slower by half a beat, it is likely to fail.
So he had to stay awake the whole time.
"The demonic way, you have to be cruel to yourself. Otherwise, how can you be called a talent?"
Thinking of this, a wisp of cruelty suddenly appeared in Lu Yang's eyes.
After a while, he sat in front of the earth stove, stuffed a rag into his mouth, and waited until the sword pill took shape again, then manipulated the sword qi to fall towards him
(End of this chapter)