Chapter 734: Black pot

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Leave Wushuang City and return to the secret realm.
Caiying around was flying restlessly, muttering, but not daring to go out.
Zhou Shu didn't have time to watch her, he glanced at the blood mist outside, then sat down again and thought.
I stayed in Wushuang City for two days, but the result was not too good. It is difficult for the Golden Core Cultivator to deal with the evil spirits, but it is impossible not to explore the mysterious realm that has been rare in thousands of years. Is it possible to wait here for the blood fog to dissipate? Obviously It's impossible. This secret realm is at least several thousand years old, and the blood mist is the same. How could it disperse when he comes; otherwise, just cultivate here to the Nascent Infant realm?
He considered it seriously.
When you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, you don't need any special tactics. The Sea-Treading Sword Arts has the means to frighten the souls, and with the Yuan Li, even the evil souls are not a problem.
He still has more than 10,000 yuan of stones, and he gathers the elementary formation every day, which is enough to support his spiritual consummation, but the soul and consciousness cannot rely on the elemental stone. Yangdi Xinzhi is very strong, but more is increasing the upper limit. , To achieve Consummation of the Seventh-Rank Golden Core, his own spirit is still far behind. If he cultivates slowly on his own, it will take ten years or more before he can reach Consummation and be promoted to Yuan Ying.
But do you really want to sit in the secret realm for ten years or more?
Zhou Shu shook his head, still thinking of other ways.
Turning on Naxu Ring, he searched carefully. He had accumulated a lot of things before, and he didn't believe that there was no one that could deal with evil spirits.
Not long after, he found out several things.
A middle-level mental method from Linyun Temple, Reborn Sutra.
The one used to save the soul must have a certain effect on the evil soul. Even if it can't die, it will be enough to dispel it.
But after trying some deduction, he chose to give up temporarily.
Zen Mental Mind is really not easy to learn. It does not mean that its content is difficult. Under his deduction, there are no difficult tactics. Instead, it is the practice of past rebirth sutras, which requires practitioners to meditate and recite day after day, at least Hundreds of times, and can't slack in a day, so three years, can reach a small success.
The ancient gun bell Zhao Yige gave him.
The ancient spear bell is an antiquities thousands of years ago, a symbol of the Zhao family in Zitong, but it also has the effect of protecting the body.
The runes above are extremely complex, profound and profound, and only the wheel beads in Zhou Shu's hands can compare with it.
Thinking of this, Zhou Shu picked up the gun bell and walked to the edge of the formation.
He pumped up the spiritual power of his body and shook the gun bell vigorously.
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Like gold and stone, the sonorous voice suddenly spread out, full of vigor, and the echo was long.
Zhou Shu let go of his spiritual consciousness and followed the track of the sound. He couldn't help but feel happy.
Sure enough, the sound of the ancient guns and bells has the effect of deterring the evil spirits. Wherever the sound waves go, the black smoke evacuates in a hurry, and those who have no time to avoid it directly become a group of black spots, and those who shrink and dare not move.
Worthy of being a treasure in the family.
But after the joy, Zhou Shu sighed slightly. Although the gun bell is useful, it can only be used to save life. It is not feasible to explore the secret realm.
It consumes too much, with his spiritual power I am afraid that he can only shake it seven or eight times, and the gun bell is useless if he has no spiritual power, and the duration of the sound is not long, but after three or four breaths, the evil spirit who was shocked by the gun bell , Got up again one after another, no different from before.
If it was the ancestor of the Zhao family, with a silver gun in his hand and a gun bell, it would be no problem to kill seven in and out in the blood mist, but Zhou Shu couldn't do it.
Only the last one remained, the one most likely to deal with the evil spirits, but it was also the one that made Zhou Shu hesitate the most.
When Liyuan Mansion Xie Xiu Ximen Bai was killed, he got a black pot.
In the hands of Ximen Bai, the black pot can absorb the soul and turn it into soul orbs. It can be regarded as the best evil weapon. Zhou Shu has seen it from a distance, but in Zhou Shu’s view, it was only used by evil cultivators. If he used it If it is, it should not be considered an evil weapon.
Thinking of this, he picked up the black pot and examined it carefully.
The pot is seven inches high and has a radius of about two inches. The bottom of the pot is connected to a three-legged base, and the three legs of the base are three different animal golden toads. The golden toads are different in shape and small, but they are lifelike and full of charm. .
It is not like a pot used by people, but more like an ancient ritual vessel.
Except for the spout, there seems to be no other mouth. The body of the pot is as black as ink, and it is densely covered with traces of the years. It is obviously an ancient relic, I am afraid that it has been tens of thousands of years, and the dense runes on the pot body are similar to the gun bell. When Zhou Shu saw this, he didn't classify it as an evil weapon.
"Anyway, there is only it, then try it."
Zhou Shu input some spiritual energy, and while rubbing it, the black pot suddenly bloomed with a strange four-color brilliance, and the brilliance was bright.
He looked very focused, carefully exploring the direction of spiritual power, deducing and calculating, and groping for the usage of black pot a little bit.
The process was not very long. After about a quarter of an hour, he learned three simpler usages, which he called gathering souls, condensing souls, and dispersing souls.
The soul gathering is easy to understand. Ximen Bai used it before to gather all the souls and spirits within a certain range into the black pot, while the soul gathering is to condense the gathered souls into soul beads that can be used by evil cultivators. Soul, presumably Ximen Bai didn't know that it was a function that Zhou Shu introduced, but he also only had a vague feeling and needed to try it.
Of course, there must be other usages of black pot, but it is not something that Zhou Shu can try out. Only by getting exact information can we know it completely.
"Wow, what is this?"
Caiying came over curiously ~EbookFREE.me~ and touched it lightly with the tip of the sword, "It feels like a very ancient magic weapon, I haven't seen it, but it must be very powerful."
"It's useless, you know?"
Zhou Shu smiled, stretched out his hand to take Caiying away, and walked slowly outside the formation, "Don't follow it."
"Humph."
Caiying was quite dissatisfied, but she could only stare blankly in the formation.
Zhou Shu condensed his spiritual consciousness, only used some spiritual power to resist the blood mist, walked a few steps into the blood mist, and then released a trace of spiritual consciousness, like a fishing line, but did not need bait.
Immediately, a wisp of black smoke flew out, entwining the divine consciousness.
The fish was hooked.
Zhou Shu gently pulled, the spirit sense with the evil spirit, directly dropped from the mouth of the pot into the black pot.
"Caught it, caught it!"
Caiying shouted excitedly, jumping and screaming, as if revenge.
Zhou Shu showed some caution, input spiritual power, and began to use the black pot's soul-scattering function.
He wants to try.
The black pot bloomed with four colors of light again, and the light was constantly changing, and it was obviously working.
Soul dispersal consumes a little more spiritual power than soul gathering and condensing soul, and it takes a little longer. After about thirty breaths, the black pot's light gradually dissipated.
Zhou Shu stared at the black pot tightly, not relaxing at all.
The same is true for Caiying.
When the light dissipated, a golden toad at the bottom of the pot suddenly opened its mouth, and a drop of black liquid slowly dropped from it.
It hadn't dripped, but a little shadow was revealed, and then a strong suffocating aura appeared, and the surroundings suddenly became cold.
Caiying stepped back quickly, complaining, "Get away quickly, it's so uncomfortable."
Zhou Shu was delighted. (To be continued.)
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