Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Tangning lurked underground and listened to their movements. She heard that they were having internal strife, and she felt happy. When she heard the big man shouting out the talisman, she was shocked again.

No wonder there was such a huge amount of spiritual pressure. Even he who was lurking forty or fifty feet underground felt the huge power contained in it. It turned out to be a talisman.

Talisman treasures belong to the third level of talismans. The way to make talisman is the same as the way to refine weapons, and it is also divided into several levels.

Refining weapons are divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons.

Talisman is divided into legal talisman, spiritual talisman and talisman.

Corresponding to the three realms of Qi refining, foundation building and pill formation.

The production of talisman treasures is not simple. Like magic weapons, at least it can only be refined by a monk who has the ability to form an elixir.

Apart from the difficulties in technical materials, the most special thing about it is that it contains part of the power of a magic weapon.

During the refining process of the talisman, the power of the talisman will be transferred to the talisman. When facing the enemy, the power of the magic weapon can be exerted, and it is not restricted by the use of the magic weapon. It can be said that it can achieve multiple things with one stone and is deeply loved by the spiritual community.

In one sentence, it is a "magic weapon" that reduces power and usage restrictions.

As we all know, the user of a magic weapon must have the cultivation level of pill formation or above, otherwise the magic weapon will not be activated at all.

The talisman is different. It possesses part of the power of the magic weapon and the characteristics of the talisman. It can be used regardless of the cultivation level. Of course, the effect depends on the user's cultivation level and spiritual power.

In the market, talismans have always been priceless, because each refining of talisman will destroy the power of the talisman.

Except for magic weapons that are irreparably damaged, no monk is willing to damage his own magic weapon to refine a worthless talisman.

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The golden sword was still in a stalemate with the golden bowl. A stick of incense passed, and the golden bowl was supported by a steady stream of spiritual power.

And the golden sword's spiritual power will decrease every time it is used. On top of this, the golden bowl and the golden sword are evenly matched.

Seeing this, the man's heart felt cold. His spiritual energy had been exhausted and he could not supply the small sword with spiritual power. He could only sit back and wait for defeat. At this moment, he was filled with regret.

If he had acted decisively and killed her in one fell swoop when she was not prepared, or if the woman had survived, the two of them would have killed her with the power of his talisman.

The big man raised his mouth slightly, his face was a little pale, and there were a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead. He had known that this pair of bitches were going to harm him, but he relied on his cultivation skills and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he took advantage of their tricks.

He was worried about not being able to find his master's relics, so he could use them to see if they had any magic tricks or clues. Then he suddenly launched an attack and killed the two of them so that he could keep the relics alone.

But he never expected that the other party would have such a rare thing as a talisman. Thinking about it now, he was frightened and felt a chill down his back.

If they take advantage of themselves and cast a poisonous hand suddenly, with the power of the talisman, they will be decapitated before they have time to react. The spiritual energy shield cannot even block their own five-element spiritual hands. They are different in front of the talisman. Average?

Time passed little by little, and the light of the golden sword became weaker and weaker. The light of the golden bowl had the upper hand, suppressing the golden light of the little sword.

The big man's face became paler, and beads of sweat fell down his forehead like water. It was obvious that his spiritual power was reaching its limit.

The man was not idle either. He sat cross-legged and swallowed a pill to restore his spiritual power as much as possible.

The sarcasm on the big man's lips became thicker: "Junior Brother Huang, is it too late to remember that you can recover your spiritual power now? You overestimate yourself and underestimate the monks in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. If you have the chance to reach my level, you will know that it is different from the current one. How big is the gap between you? The Talisman is a good thing, but it can't even exert 10% of its effectiveness in your hands. You lost the best opportunity. Do you want to know how I knew about your conspiracy? "

The man surnamed Huang sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to restore his spiritual power, and ignored him. Seeing that this trick did not work, the big man stopped talking. He said so much just to arouse his curiosity and disrupt his movement to restore his spiritual power.

After a while, the big man spoke again: "Junior Brother Huang, how about you and I give up and swear by our inner demons to divide the relics equally?"

The man named Huang still ignored him.

For many times, the light of the golden bowl completely overwhelmed the light of the golden sword.

The golden sword was shaking, and the big man named Yang shouted loudly. The golden bowl's light burst out, completely shattering the golden light. The golden sword disappeared out of thin air, and the golden bowl moved towards the man.

The man surnamed Huang suddenly opened his eyes and used the black seal to block the golden bowl. The two collided several times in the air, but the black seal was finally defeated and fell down.

The golden bowl covered the man and shot out more than a hundred golden lights on the man. Each golden light hit his body, leaving a blood hole the size of a pearl. The hundreds of golden lights hit him until his flesh and blood were blurred, and his whole body became a bloody mess. A pile of minced meat.

Seeing this, the big man grinned and sat down on the ground.

His complexion alternated between red and white, and the spiritual energy in his body was completely overdrawn. He managed to survive until now with one breath. Fortunately, he finally defeated the enemy in front of him, and the master's relics finally fell into his hands.

He thought to himself, and immediately sat cross-legged and swallowed a pill.

He didn't close his eyes for long when he heard a subtle sound behind him. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a man holding a black flag in his hand. Black mist surged out from it and enveloped him. There were dozens of people among him. A ferocious-looking ghost head attacked him.

He didn't have time to think about it and immediately took out the treasure bowl and emitted a faint light to protect himself. The ghost head spurted out a mouthful of black blood on the golden bowl. The golden bowl's light suddenly disappeared and it fell down.

More than ten ghost heads swarmed up, and the body-protecting spiritual shield could not hinder him in the slightest. The ghost heads opened their big mouths and bit his neck, head, leg bones, and waist.

He only felt dizzy for a while, and then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

Tangning was in the black mist and saw the big man being subdued. The ghost head in the black flag was absorbing the remaining spiritual energy and blood essence from his body. The fight had come to an end, so he escaped from the ground to the surrounding rock walls.

Seeing the big man sitting cross-legged, leaving a woman's corpse and a puddle of flesh on the ground, he immediately appeared, took out the black flag, sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, and summoned the ghost head to attack the big man.

This big man was a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. He didn't know how much spiritual power he still had in his body, so he didn't dare to be careless. As soon as he took action, it was a powerful blow. He didn't expect that this big man was already at the end of his crossbow, and he was defeated in just two or three strikes. .

Tang Ning took the black flag into his hand. He looked a little pale because he had just summoned the ghost head.

With his cultivation spiritual power, using such a high-grade spiritual weapon consumes a lot of spiritual power, let alone summoning the ghost head.

This ghost head is transformed by absorbing the spiritual power of the monk's blood, and his spiritual power is not enough to activate the ghost head.

Remember that the monk in the middle stage of foundation building in the Demon Sect had to spit out his life essence and blood to summon the ghost head, let alone him. He sprayed three mouthfuls of his life essence and blood in a row before he could activate the ghost head.

The natal essence and blood of a monk is condensed from the essence of his mind. It is the essence of the blood and is closely related to the monk himself.

The reason why monks do not contract diseases and can survive without eating or sleeping is because of their natal essence and blood.

Losing too much essence and blood is very harmful to one's cultivation. Tangning just felt dizzy and very weak after squirting three mouthfuls of essence and blood. It would take at least half a year to recover from these three mouthfuls of essence and blood. During this half year, his body would be relatively weak. weak.

With his cultivation level, he could stay awake for half a month, but now he might be able to stay awake for five days, and he would be mentally exhausted.

The big man was covered in black energy and fell straight down. The ghost heads drained his body of spiritual energy and life essence blood, and their scarlet tongues licked their lips and returned to the banner.

Tang Ning put away the black flag and stepped forward to pick up the storage bags of the three of them. When she opened it, she found that the woman was the shabbiest among the three. There were only seven or eight thousand spirit stones and a bottle of pills in the storage bag, and the rest were just some... Miscellaneous stuff.

There were corpses, some refining materials, etc. The only thing worth some money was her dark green brocade handkerchief, a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

The man's storage bag contained thirty to forty thousand spiritual stones, five bottles of elixirs, and a golden demon-conquering pestle, which was also a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

The big man's storage bag was the richest in materials, with more than 60,000 spiritual stones, a pair of dark blue scissors, a top-grade spiritual weapon, a white spear, several medium-grade spiritual weapons, dozens of bottles of elixirs, and There is a silver-white sledgehammer.

When Tang Ning checked it with her consciousness, she found that it was blocked by the sledgehammer, preventing her from entering the inside of the sledgehammer to know its structure. It was obvious that this was not a spiritual weapon, but a genuine magic weapon.

This discovery surprised him. He picked up the sledgehammer and looked at it carefully, and found that there were three small words "Thunder Hammer" engraved on the bottom of it.

This big man was only in the middle stage of foundation building, so how could he have a magic weapon to carry around with him? Apart from the sledgehammer, he found the black disk and knew it was the center of the formation, and there were countless other messy things.

Tangning pocketed all the loot.

The golden bowl was not damaged and can be used after repair.

The seal is quite damaged and has a big crack. It is no longer usable. It can be sold to the Weapon Refining Department and let them dismantle the materials. After all, it is a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Don't waste it.

After putting away the storage bag, Tangning began to look at the cave in front of her.