A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 352 Refining Blood Evil

"Friend Lu Dao, you are here."

At the Xiao family's house, probably people thought he wouldn't come back so soon, so Xiao Yu went to deal with trivial matters of the clan, while Lu Luan was taken to the pavilion by a maid to wait.

Not long after, the figure in white shirt appeared outside the pavilion. Also arriving was an old man with white beard. Although his face was old, his muscles were strong and robust.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long," Xiao Yu apologized softly.

"No problem, Fellow Daoist Xiao Yu, the Daoist next to you is..." Lu Luan looked at the old man in confusion, and the old man also looked at him with a smile. Without waiting for Xiao Yu to introduce himself, the old man said, "Fellow Daoist, my name is Xiao He."

Xiao Yu next to him introduced: "Fellow Daoist Lu, this is the sixth elder of my Xiao family. His ability to regenerate severed limbs is far superior to mine."

“Daoyou Xiao He,” Lu Luan bowed, with doubt in his eyes. The old man’s aura was steady and like a mist, and it was impossible to tell what his cultivation level was. Lu Luan guessed in his heart, “He should be in the late stage of foundation building.”

He did not take it to heart. It was normal for him who was in the late stage of foundation building and could not see through it. Even if people with the same cultivation level as him tried very hard to restrain their breath, he might not be able to see it.

Then the three of them sat down in the pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, can you show me that Yaksha arm?"

Xiao Yu asked impatiently.

Lu Luan nodded slightly, opened his left hand, and the Yaksha arm that looked like a dragon's claw appeared on the stone table.

“This… this is a Yaksha arm with the strength equivalent to the late stage of foundation building!”

When they saw the pitch-black claws, the two were shocked. On this surface, Yakshas with strength at the Foundation Establishment stage are very rare on the market, let alone this level. Judging from the old man's appearance, it was probably the first time he had seen one.

Although this Yaksha's strength is only equivalent to the middle stage of foundation building, his bloodline is special and he is much stronger than ordinary Yaksha of the same level. He has almost reached the late stage of foundation building, which is the same as a monster with special bloodline.

"How?" Lu Luan asked.

"Good stuff, good stuff," the old man repeatedly touched the arm with his fingers, then looked at him in confusion, "Daoyou, did you kill this Yaksha together with your friends?"

Lu Luan said: "I was just activating the formation plate, it was mainly because my friend was so powerful."

"How is it? Is it possible to refine it?"

"It can be refined, of course it can be refined, but the price is expensive..."

Seeing that Xiao He's voice was a little uncertain, Lu Luan said, "Fellow Daoist, just say what you want to say."

Xiao He nodded and said frankly: "If we use this Yaksha arm to refine it, it will take two late foundation building elders and several middle foundation building elders of my Xiao family about two months of work. The refining cost will probably be more than 1,200 intermediate spirit stones. Of course, this will naturally include other materials needed. After refining, it will be enough for anyone in the late foundation building stage to use."

Lu Luan didn't quite understand what he meant.

Xiao Yu explained, "Fellow Daoist Lu, what the Sixth Elder means is that you don't need to use an arm of this level. You can use the arm of a transformed monster in the middle stage of foundation building. If you use this Yaksha arm, the cost of refining it will be too high for you, and it's not cost-effective."

"The Tenth Elder is right. Of course, we are just suggesting it. If Fellow Daoist Lu insists on using it, we will also refine it as long as we can produce spirit stones." Xiao He said.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, if you can sell this Yaksha arm to our Xiao family, we are willing to pay two hundred and eighty intermediate spirit stones for it. How about it?" Xiao Yu looked at her.

Lu Luan understood. So they wanted to buy it. The price of about three hundred intermediate spirit stones was fair. Adding various other auxiliary refining materials and the problem of eliminating the incompatibility between Yakshas and humans due to their different races, the total cost should be around seven or eight hundred intermediate spirit stones.

In fact, no matter it is refining elixirs, refining equipment, refining formations or refining talismans, the actual material cost is usually about 40% of the selling price. More of that is the refining cost of the refiners who have been trained with great difficulty and the possibility of scrapping.

Lu Luan shook his head and said, "No, let's take this. My goal is to break through to the late stage of foundation building. If the level is too low, I'm afraid it will affect the progress of my cultivation."

Seeing that he was determined, the two stopped talking and the old man said, "In that case, Brother Lu, please come back in two months to get it."

Lu Luan thought of something and said jokingly, "My two Taoist friends, you won't use the excuse of "refining waste" to deal with me when the time comes."

After hearing his words, the two of them immediately became serious. Xiao Yu said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lu. We are in business and we value credibility. If it is really ruined, we will return the preserved remains. Moreover, because we want to preserve the flesh and blood of the arm, we use special fire combined with the unique methods of our Xiao family to refine it. Even if the refining fails, it will not be seriously damaged. Fellow Daoist, you can rest assured about this."

"Okay, I'll come back in two months to pick it up."

"I won't let you down. My Xiao family doesn't like repeat customers. If you are satisfied with the refining, I hope you will spread the word." Seeing that the matter was settled, Xiao He had a smile on his face.

"nature."

After that, Lu Luan had a detailed conversation with the two of them for a while and then left.

"Do not disappoint me."

After leaving the Xiao family, Lu Luan looked back. After all, it was more than a thousand spirit stones, and he still felt distressed. But there was no other way. If he didn't spend this money, his strength would be compromised.

"Then, that Yasha..."

After he resolved that matter, his thoughts returned to Yasha.

His brows furrowed involuntarily as he pondered, "Even if I sell all the remaining Yaksha bodies to a force like the Xiao family that just needs them, the price would be around 1,500 spirit stones at most. After taking the Five Spirits Qi Moving Pill that I spent more than 2,000 spirit stones to buy, my cultivation has only improved very little."

When he thought about his cultivation, he felt extremely powerless in his heart. Because of his spiritual roots, the precious pills he had taken before did not have much effect after being wasted.

"This Yaksha has the blood of a powerful person in his body. Should we take another risk? If his cultivation can really improve a little bit, then he might have a better chance of surviving in the Falling Star Valley."

The bloodline of a strong man must be extraordinary.

"My state of mind has returned to normal, and even if there is any influence, I should be able to suppress it..."

After hesitating for a while, he suddenly stopped, clenched his fists, and said in a concentrated voice: "Before entering the Falling Star Valley, I was able to kill a Yaksha, and a Yaksha with the blood of a strong man. This coincidence may be God's will."

He thought about it and finally found a reason to convince himself.

"Give it a try. If you die in the Falling Star Valley because of insufficient cultivation, then everything is nonsense. Try it little by little. If there is anything unusual, it is not too late to stop."

Thinking of the dangers in Falling Star Valley, he finally made up his mind.

Although there is a bead left by Xiao Xi in Huangting, he cannot control it. No one knows whether it will come out next time when there is danger. The greatest reliance of a person is his own strength.

After taking a look at the storage ring, he flew away.

……

In an inn.

After Lu Luan activated all the restrictions and isolation formations in the room, he sat down cross-legged.

With a wave of his hand, a gourd appeared in his palm.

"This is the last time. If I can refine my spiritual roots in the Falling Star Valley and come out alive, I will never use this blood evil technique again."

Looking at the gourd in his hand, Lu Luan murmured.

He knew that he was testing the edge of danger and pushing open the door to the abyss. He couldn't help feeling uneasy. After taking a deep breath, his face solemnly raised, and he held the gourd in his palm and placed it at his dantian.

As his mind moved, a faint red light appeared on the gourd. At the bottom of the Soul-Swallowing Gourd, a terrifying bright red line slowly appeared, as if it was bleeding.

A special force began to spread, and the flesh and blood of the Yaksha corpse in the patterns trembled, and strands of fine red threads emanated outward.

"This blood evil technique has improved incredibly quickly."

Seeing that the Yaksha had been refined in just over ten breaths, Lu Luan couldn't help but mutter to himself.

All of his other magical powers and skills required a lot of hard work to improve, but this Blood Evil Technique, which he didn't practice much in normal times, has now reached perfection.

“It’s different indeed.”

Looking at the gases, they were darker in color than the bloody gases that had been refined before. After trying to inhale them into my body, my whole body felt icy cool, but not uncomfortable. Rather, it was very comfortable, just like soaking in a stream.

Next, he put aside all other thoughts and gently absorbed the bloody evil energy flowing out of the gourd's mouth, while always paying attention to his own state of mind.

One day.

Two days...

Time passed day by day, and Lu Luan's cultivation, which was as slow as an old ox pulling a broken cart, began to improve under the impetus of the bloody evil spirit.

……

Somewhere in the world, green mountains are like bamboo shoots.

On a cliff on the mountainside, there was a man in a white shirt sitting quietly. He had a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and his long hair was unrestrained and floating behind him.

The whole person was like a tree stump, motionless, and his aura was as deep as the sea.

"Whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly, with him as the center, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the originally calm mountains, and finally grew stronger and stronger, forming a huge tornado.

"Senior Brother Zhou..."

A graceful figure in green landed in the distance, standing lightly on a tree branch, her fingers slightly clenched in front of her chest, her brows tightly furrowed, and a hint of worry revealed on her pretty face.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The man seemed to have reached his limit. His body began to tremble slightly as if he was in intense pain. A look of discomfort appeared on his calm expression. Finally, he even covered his chest and coughed up blood.

At the same time, his entire aura instantly became disordered.

"Congeal!"

Despite this, the man did not get discouraged. He adjusted his state and growled with gritted teeth.

The storm is getting faster and faster and more violent.

The pressure on the man was increasing. His skin began to be torn apart by some powerful force and blood began to flow out. After a while, his clean robe turned bright red.

"No, stop him quickly!"

Several more figures appeared around, looking extremely ugly.

"Dear elders, wait a minute!"

But just as they were about to take action, the woman spoke up to stop them.

"If this continues, it will damage the foundation," an old man shouted anxiously.

"Brother Zhou, it's okay." Although she was also anxious, she still kept her composure and her eyes were firm.

This went on for a quarter of an hour.

"call……"

A force suddenly spread out from the blood-covered figure, the raging storm slowly disappeared, and the world returned to silence.

"It's done!"

The several figures standing on the surrounding hilltops all had expressions of ecstasy on their faces, and some even began to shed tears.

I saw that around the man, there were many wisps of golden light appearing, and finally gathered in front of the Huangting, slowly condensing into a golden bead. Although it was not solid, it was very dazzling.

"Half-step Golden Core, finally a breakthrough!"

That’s right, this is to achieve the half-step golden elixir realm.

Successfully condensing the golden elixir is the half-step golden elixir. After it is completely solidified by combining it with the power of the cave heaven and opening a cave heaven in the Huangting, one can reach the golden elixir realm!

"Blood Spirit Gate."

The man looked into the distance, whispering, seemingly without a purpose, but secretly harboring murderous intent.

After the golden aura was completely absorbed, the golden elixir slowly entered the Huangting.

His body changed instantly, his aura surged, and his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.