Jian Chenzi looked carefully at this tail feather, and it really made Jian Chenzi puzzled.
Because this tail feather is not a magic weapon, he may not have noticed this before, but this time, looking at it at such a close distance, this thing does not have the spiritual power fluctuations of a magic weapon at all.
Unlike the low-grade ancestral artifact long sword in his hand, which can be sensed from a distance, this is a low-grade ancestral artifact.
But this tail feather, although there are fluctuations coming from above, but that fluctuation is indeed a coercive fluctuation, the kind of extremely powerful superior fluctuation.
And, above the tail feathers, there is a drop of bright red blood at the end of the tail.
Combined with this, Jian Chenzi came up with a bold idea.
"This seems to be the tail feather of a monster, but how could there be such a powerful monster? Could it be the rumored true spirit?"
The so-called true spirit is similar to the second step of spiritual cultivation, and the second step of the monster is the true spirit. The gap between the true spirit and the true spirit is countless times greater than that between monks and monks.
The same true spirit, some of which are only in the early and middle stages of transformation, and some are indeed in the terrifying Mahayana realm.
However, in the records of the Yuanhe Continent, the true spirit belongs to the stuff of legends. Jian Chenzi is not clear at the moment. leftover tail feathers.
Of course, Jian Chenzi's knowledge cannot know these things. This time, Jian Chenzi gathered his spiritual power on the palm of his hand, touched the tail feather again, and the same scene appeared again. However, this time Jian Chenzi was indeed prepared, and frantically began to mobilize the spiritual power in his body to fight.
This coercion resisted very fiercely at the beginning, but after all, it was a rootless duckweed. After the power above was exhausted, finally, Jian Chenzi picked up the tail feathers.
On the upper end, a drop of blood slowly left and landed in Jian Chenzi's palm.
The blood was crystal clear, and under the sunlight, it looked like a red gemstone. Jian Chenzi felt excited for a while.
"If there is no mistake in guessing, this drop of blood that is suspected to be a true spirit bird is more valuable if it is that kind of heart blood. Now, if I swallow it and absorb it, will it be okay?"
Thinking of this, Jian Chenzi's heart was beating extremely violently for the first time, swallowing the blood essence of monsters. Human monks naturally did a lot of this kind of thing. It is also often hunted and killed by human monks, and then refined into elixir.
It's just that Jian Chenzi couldn't make a decision for a while after seeing the terrifying wind around him, coupled with the power of the tail feathers.
But at this moment, Jian Chenzi once again thought of the aloof figure of the wood spirit. If he didn't get rid of this kind of crisis for a day, then he would always be a puppet of the wood spirit.
Thinking of this, Jian Chenzi's heart froze, and he directly swallowed the blood into his stomach, and at the moment of swallowing, a burst of bloodthirsty power erupted completely in Jian Chenzi's body.
At this moment, Jian Chenzi suddenly felt extremely painful in his dantian, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart.
At the same time, a section of the wood clan spiritual branch that was originally extremely quiet in the body seemed to have discovered a huge threat at this moment, and began to rush towards the blood mist frantically.
Taking Jianchenzi's dantian as the battlefield, the spiritual branch fought the blood mist.
The two collided in one place, and began to constantly want to devour each other.
At this moment, Jian Chenzi's eyes turned completely blood-red, and the low-grade ancestral long sword in his hand was hacked indiscriminately by him.
At this time, Jian Chenzi had no sense of consciousness at all, but his heart was very painful, very painful, he had to vent it completely, otherwise he felt like he was going to explode and die.
Time passed by like this little by little, Jian Chenzi didn't know how much spiritual power he had used at this moment, and he didn't know how many attacks he had slashed, until the blood red color of his eyes slowly faded, and in his body, that part The spiritual branch given by the wood spirit has also completely become powder.
The blood-red eyes also became clear, and suddenly, there was a clicking sound.
Jian Chenzi's cultivation level, which he could not improve in his whole life, did improve again, and reached the early stage of transformation into a god.
Originally, after the half-step transformation of the gods, the cultivator was completely out of touch with the real realm of transformation of the gods, but at this time, Jian Chenzi had indeed swallowed a drop of blood from the eagle and added the spirit branch that had been completely refined. .
The combination of the two into one finally allowed Jian Chenzi to break through to the realm of transforming gods.
Feeling a powerful cultivation level that he had never had before, Jian Chenzi was extremely pleasantly surprised. He hurriedly felt the changes in his dantian, and found that?The spiritual branch that helped me reach the half-step transformation of the gods has been completely absorbed by myself, and that drop of blood seems to have watered the branch, making my body obviously feel several times stronger.
Jian Chenzi exhaled heavily, and murmured: "It's a blessing in disguise, if it wasn't for that branch, I would definitely die this time, but the wood spirit gave me this branch to control myself, unexpectedly, By chance and coincidence, it really became the help for my breakthrough cultivation."
Holding the low-grade ancestral artifact long sword again, I found that now I can truly operate this magical artifact freely, and my mood is even more comfortable to the extreme.
Jian Chenzi thought of the wood spirit again at this moment, and immediately wanted to go back and fight the wood spirit directly, but after a while, Jian Chenzi calmed down again.
Although I have reached the realm of transforming gods now, my previous induction told me that I am far from being the opponent of the wood spirit. Even if I have reached the realm of transforming gods, I am still not the opponent of the opponent.
"This place is so weird, since there is one drop of true spirit blood, there might be a second drop, a third drop."
Thinking of this, Jian Chenzi will naturally not be in a hurry to go back. If his cultivation continues to improve and reaches the middle stage of transformation, then the wood spirit is definitely not his opponent.
At the same time, Yu Ruyan looked dignified. Now she, after the fall of her master, naturally became the master of the Nether Palace, and now, she, who is at the peak of Nascent Soul, has to take that crucial step.
Assaulting the realm of transforming gods, and this step is called a step of narrowly dying. Back then, his master failed, and finally fell on the spot. It can be said that in that group, except for the recorded palace master Meng Gongzhu of Binglan Palace, he succeeded. Except for crossing the catastrophe and ascending, now, in the last sixty years, no one has succeeded.
By the way, there is another successful one, that is Longli's senior sister, Lan Bingyan. Coincidentally, the other party is the same as the master of Binglan Palace, but after successfully reaching Huashen, he used special means to rebuild Cultivation. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com