I Have A Special Cultivation Talent

Chapter 183

Monsters are also divided into innate and acquired.

Innate monsters are those monsters that were born with viviparous or egg-born.

The so-called monsters are also born by their mothers, that's the truth.

Acquired monsters, the most typical ones are elves and the like.

A tree is enlightened by chance and then becomes refined.

An ordinary wild beast suddenly awakens its bloodline, or gets turned into a monster.

Among the acquired types of monsters, one is the most weird and disgusting.

That is the monster that survived after the resentment and evil spirit entered the body.

Both resentment and evil spirit are harmful to monks.

Let alone all kinds.

If these grievances or evil spirits enter the body, there is a high probability that they will end up dead.

But there are also some lucky ones who not only will not die, but will also cooperate with each other to gain strength.

The ghost eagle with human face is such a thing.

Ordinary eagles live towards death because they have swallowed enough resentment.

Not only has the memory of the wraith, but also gave birth to a human face, with different strange powers.

The most important thing is that the human-faced ghost eagle in front of him actually has a combat power close to the Golden Core Realm.

"How on earth did you find me?" The ghost eagle with a human face stared at Chen Jingzhai resentfully.

It has no human form at all at this time, but an image of a human face with flapping wings and an eagle body.

The voice is not as old as before, but sharp and slender, which is very uncomfortable to listen to.

There was a strong unwillingness in the tone, after all, it thought it imitated well.

Not only is it good, it should be said to be lifelike.

"You are very similar in learning, but your emotions are not good enough."

"Of course, the most important thing is that the stench on your body cannot be covered up."

"Even if I don't breathe, it will get into my nostrils, making people feel sick and want to vomit."

Chen Jingzhai looked at it,

Said with a look of disgust.

"You're looking for death!" The ghost eagle with a human face roared angrily, turning into a black shadow and rushing over.

The speed was hard to catch with the naked eye, and a cold air of self-generated resentment hit his face.

hum!

The whistling sound reappeared, and the sound wave spread, directly making the Ghost Eagle stiffen on the spot.

The resentment and cold air collapsed on the spot.

Chen Jingzhai waved his hand and turned into a fire dragon, entangled directly towards it.

The extremely high temperature made the air a bit distorted.

"Wow!"

The human-faced Ghost Eagle sensed the mortal danger, and immediately started desperately.

There was an ugly weeping sound from its mouth, like a baby's cry.

A layer of black flames immediately burned on its body, and this flame directly blocked the fire dragon. At the same time, it spit a black fireball at Chen Jingzhai, and the fireball directly pierced through the fire dragon.

"Resentful Black Flame?"

"I didn't expect the natal spell to be born. It seems that you are really one step away from Jindan."

"But what if you are a golden core?"

Chen Jingzhai looked at the flying black fireball, said with disdain, shook her head and waved.

A golden light shot out from Chen Jingzhai's hand, directly piercing through the black fireball.

The black fireball exploded, turning into a fire net and covering Chen Jingzhai's head.

Chen Jingzhai seemed to have expected it long ago, and a god in his heart opened his eyes.

hum!

A majestic coercion, with a sacred aura, emanated directly from Chen Jingzhai.

The pure power of light erupted from Chen Jingzhai's body.

He was like a human-shaped light bulb, which instantly became a light source.

The fire net transformed from the black flame of hatred was the first to be irradiated, and then disappeared without a trace.

The ghost eagle with a human face turned into ashes in a state of fright.

Including this space, the resentment and malice all around were also cleaned up.

"It's a mistake, it's only a blink of an eye, and it's such a big burden!"

The god in his heart had already closed his eyes, but Chen Jingzhai's face was pale.

He didn't consume much spirit energy, not even his divine sense,

The biggest consumption comes from mental power, a kind of power that was born when he completed his foundation establishment.

He originally thought that mind power, sword intent, and dharma intent were the same thing, but this time he had a different experience.

Apart from other things, this power cannot be enhanced through cultivation.

And if it is really the will of the law, then what is his will of the law.

Not in a hurry to go to the next floor, Chen Jingzhai meditated on the spot, and his spiritual thoughts quickly entered the world at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.

Even in a Lingbao-level pagoda, he can enter the Yuanchu world as he pleases.

It's just that there are restrictions on taking things out of the world at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.

The power of Lingbao cannot be ignored.

After about a stick of incense, Chen Jingzhai finally recovered.

The mind is mysterious and cannot be recovered through practice, but it can be done in the original world.

This is the first time he has directly used the acupoint spirit to fight against the enemy, and the effect is satisfactory.

It's just that the consumption is too terrifying, and he needs to continue to improve and improve.

After all, he is a creator of the law and needs more merits.

He was looking forward to the scene where the spirit in his body came out of the body and confronted the enemy directly.

Of course, whether this is possible in the future depends on the follow-up practice method.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts, Chen Jingzhai opened his eyes, got up and came to the front of the restriction.

There are a total of three prizes, which shows that his efficiency in solving them is not bad.

The first prize is the second grade Jingxin Pill, which is useless to Chen Jingzhai.

The second kind of prize is the spiritual weapon on the second grade, called the soul-absorbing banner, which has the functions of capturing ghosts and ghosts, and the more ghosts and ghosts, the stronger the power of the soul-absorbing banner.

The third kind of prize is a thin mask, which is the third-grade magic weapon embryo.

Undoubtedly, Chen Jingzhai directly chose the third prize.

Embryos, no matter what form they are in, are expensive and hard to come by.

As long as the magic weapon embryo is nourished well, the quality of the magic weapon can be improved when it becomes a magic weapon.

Therefore, in the eyes of many monks, some magic weapons are not even comparable to the blanks of magic weapons.

For the mask embryo, Chen Jingzhai can incorporate more materials for refining in the future.

At that time, at least it will be a third-rank intermediate magic weapon.

What's more, mask-type magic weapon blanks are as rare as ice-blue eyes.

Chen Jingzhai collected the prize and walked directly into the restraint.

Eighteenth floor.

A general-looking man wearing armor and holding a black red tasseled spear stood in the center.

He has a handsome face and lively eyes, only a pair of sword eyebrows are full of evil spirit.

The moment he looked over, Chen Jingzhai felt the evil spirit blowing towards his face.

The man in front of him seemed to have gone through a sea of ​​swords and flames and killed thousands of people.

"We finally waited for humans." The other party said.

"Are you human too?" Chen Jingzhai asked.

"It used to be," the other party sighed softly, "I was the Marquis of Zhenbei in the Dayong Dynasty, commanding an army of 180,000 border towns, resisting the invasion of monsters and barbarians, and the invasion of Dayuan, killing more than 100,000 enemies."

"Dayong?" Chen Jingzhai raised an eyebrow, "I've never heard of it, but in another domain?"

"You actually know that there are other domains? It seems to be a disciple of the sect." The other party looked at him indifferently and said, "My name is Xu Zixiao! Can I ask for a name?"

"I'm going to die anyway, is name important?" Chen Jingzhai asked indifferently.

"At least when I'm still awake, I'm still Zhenbei Hou Xu Zixiao," he said.

"I see," Chen Jingzhai nodded, "Ruyi Xianzong, Fan Mingge."

"Fan Mingge, I remember you." He looked deeply at Chen Jingzhai, "I'm from Langhuangyu, I've been dead for many years, maybe Dayong has long since ceased to exist."

"If there is a chance to go to Dayong, I will inquire about it." Chen Jingzhai said, and asked, "So, the owner of this tower is also from the Langhuang Domain?"

"I don't know," the other party shook his head and said, "I'm not a monk either, so I don't know much about monks. I have limited sobriety, and I haven't seen other magical people, and these are not important. Next, please Do your best!"

"Because I can't bear it anymore!"

After Xu Xixiao finished speaking, there was a cold breath all over his body, and his eyes instantly turned red. The blood-red eyes were like lakes, which made people tremble in their hearts.

The biggest change was his skin. Bloody lines appeared on his skin, and then white hairs grew from his skin, and his body began to become stronger.

"Corpse refinement?" Chen Jingzhai murmured softly as she watched this scene.