Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

After Chang Qing finished talking about the required imperial spirits, Wei Yao naturally had no objection.

Although the imperial spirits were chosen for her, she trusted the young master's judgment more.

The clerk of the Imperial Spirit Pavilion turned around and took the two to the spirit storage room.

Although it was called a spirit storage room, it was actually filled with people.

Most of these people were elderly people who were about to die. They were called spirit keepers, and their job was to keep the imperial spirits in the Imperial Spirit Pavilion.

As we all know, if the refined imperial spirits are not carried in the acupoints, they will slowly dissipate.

The higher-grade Xuanling and Diling may last for a year or two, but the lower-grade imperial spirits will dissipate in a few days or even a day.

Except for some powerful people who can leave a legacy, have special means to preserve the imperial spirits, or leave a huge amount of spiritual power to preserve the imperial spirits, there is no other way to preserve these imperial spirits for a long time.

So the way for the family to preserve the imperial spirits is to use people to preserve them.

These people are all monks with low talents, or their cultivation has been in a bottleneck for many years and have no hope of breaking through.

Most of their cultivations are at the instantaneous realm, and they can store Huangling and Xuanling.

In short, they are useless people.

They don't need to practice either. Working in the Yuling Pavilion, the family will give them some good treatment.

The clerk took the two to the front of several old men and took the Yulings that Changqing needed.

Both of them are eligible to receive five Yulings for free, and the remaining Yulings need to be purchased with spirit stones.

This time, Changqing spent thousands of spirit stones.

Mainly the middle-grade Xuanling Feixueling, which is more precious. It cost more than 800 spirit stones to exchange it.

After the two returned home with these Yulings, Changqing first gave the Ice Blade Spirit to Wei Yao for her to refine.

He kept the other Ice Blade Spirit for himself, and he directly put it into the acupoints. After all, he was a congenital spirit body and did not need to be refined.

The Ice Blade Spirit is a middle-grade Huangling, which requires four acupoints to carry.

By consuming spiritual power, a sharp ice blade can be produced in the hand, which is the most basic means of attack for ice cultivators.

At night, he began to fuse the cold spirit and water arrow spirit.

Under the stimulation of some external objects, the imperial spirit may fuse or mutate, which is also the origin and root of the refining method.

According to the many experiences summarized by predecessors, some fixed combinations will have a greater probability of stimulating the imperial spirit to fuse and mutate.

Some long-lost prescriptions may be difficult for others to obtain, but for Chang Qing, who has the memory of the evil saint 100,000 years ago, it is too easy.

Although he is not a cultivator of refining, he can refine poison.

Poison is also one of the external objects that is most likely to stimulate the imperial spirit to fuse or mutate.

For example, under the blessing of cold poison, the cold spirit is integrated into the water arrow spirit, and it is very likely to fuse into the ice arrow spirit.

Moreover, the ice arrow spirit fused in this way is more cold and powerful than the ordinary ice arrow spirit.

As for the cold poison, when the frost cold marrow in Wei Yao's body breaks out, her blood is a high-quality cold poison.

Using Wei Yao's blood as a stimulus, Chang Qing easily fused an ice arrow spirit.

The ice arrow spirit is a high-grade yellow spirit, which requires six acupoints to carry.

Consuming spiritual power can produce an ice arrow that shoots out, which is more powerful than the water arrow spirit.

After fusing the two water arrow spirits in his hand into ice arrow spirits, he used the cold air spirit and the ripple spirit with Wei Yao's blood to fuse them.

The cold air spirit and the ripple spirit will fuse into ice crystal spirit under the stimulation of the cold poison.

The ice crystal spirit is a medium-grade yellow spirit, which requires four acupoints to carry.

Consuming spiritual power can generate sparse ice crystals, which are stimulated like rainstorm pear blossoms, and are very lethal.

The frost cold marrow in Wei Yao's body is the strongest cold poison and the king of body poisons. Under the stimulation of her blood, it is very easy to fuse this low-grade imperial spirit.

It took a night for Wei Yao to refine the Ice Arrow Spirit, Ice Crystal Spirit, and Ice Blade Spirit.

The last Flying Snow Spirit, Chang Qing temporarily stored it in the box for storing spirit stones.

It is a mid-grade Mysterious Spirit, which requires more than thirty acupoints to carry, and Wei Yao cannot use it at her current level.

But it is indeed the most suitable Imperial Spirit for Wei Yao in the Imperial Spirit Pavilion. The storage time of a mid-grade Mysterious Spirit is about more than two months. In these two months, Wei Yao's level will be raised to the fifth level of the instant without any problem.

By then, she will have fifty acupoints to refine this Imperial Spirit, and this set of Imperial Spirits can just achieve the effect that Chang Qing expected.

The reason why he took the trouble to match such a set of ice magic Imperial Spirits for Wei Yao was to give full play to her talent.

When the frost cold marrow in Wei Yao's body breaks out at night, the cold poison emitted will turn her into a "poisonous person".

But this poison will only stay in her body and exist in her bones and blood, and cannot be used to resistenemy.

The reason why the cold poison is called cold poison is because it spreads through cold air. When Wei Yao, the poisoner, uses the ice magic to control the spirit to attack, the cold air in it will spread the cold poison in her body.

Although the frost marrow in the bones has been weakened by the double transmission of flesh and blood and cold air, the toxicity is no longer as strong as before.

But this toxicity will still cause great harm to the cultivators of the same realm. As long as they are injured by Wei Yao's ice magic, the cold poison will enter the body, and the cultivators of the same realm will basically die or be disabled.

Although the effect of Wei Yao's use of the ice magic spirit during the day is the same as that of ordinary people.

But as long as it is night.

The lethality she can cause can be said to have increased several times.

It is also a great help to himself.

Thinking of this, Chang Qing suddenly felt that Wei Yao was more like a poison cultivator than him.

After all, his only poison spirit, the Devouring Spirit, can only absorb poison, not release poison.

It seems that he has to hurry up to improve his realm and take away the second pure spirit.

As for the set of Yuling that was exactly the same as Wei Yao's, Chang Qing kept it for himself.

He used the same Yuling as Wei Yao for convenience and insurance.

After all, for him, the water magic Yuling was just a bonus.

If he needed to disguise his identity in the future, or if Wei Yao's Yuling was lost or damaged, he could still get a supplement from him.

Although he was only at the seventh level now, relying on the advantages of the Refining Saint Body, his acupoints could be divided into three sets, which could carry the Ice Blade Spirit, Ice Crystal Spirit, and Ice Arrow Spirit.

After explaining to Wei Yao the advantages of the cold poison in her body and the Ice Magic Spirit in night combat, the two of them took advantage of the sun before it rose and continued to practice without stopping.

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Yuguan Mountains, outer area.

A team of black-clothed people rushed in the rain.

These black-clothed people wore black cloaks with hoods covering their heads.

There were more than ten people in total, moving very fast, without saying a word, and their steps were in unison, like the shadows of the same person.

Soon, the group of men in black stopped at the entrance of a cave.

"My two lords, we have entered the territory of Yuguan Mountain Range."

One of the men in black walked out and reported to the two men behind him.

"It's still early before dawn, let's rest here for a while."

One of the men waved his hand, and all the men in black found a flat stone wall in the cave, leaned against it, and stood there to repair.

These men in black never took off their black cloaks from beginning to end.

They stood there quietly, like a group of silent bats.

The last two men who entered the cave stood at the entrance of the cave, facing the pouring rain outside, chatting casually.

One of the men wore a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, dressed simply, with a wine gourd hanging behind his waist.

The only thing that was somewhat conspicuous was the ancient long sword on his waist.

The other man was wearing a black robe. He had a pair of starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, and was extremely handsome.

But the contrast was that the man was a hunchback. His waist was too bent, and his back was high, like he was carrying a turtle shell.

The man wearing a bamboo hat took off the wine gourd behind his waist, raised his head and took a sip, and then he started coughing violently.

But he still handed the gourd to the hunchback next to him.

"Want a sip?"

"I'm not used to such strong wine, so forget it."

The hunchback man said lightly.

"Brother Shi, I didn't expect that the Tang family would send two of us here. To be honest, I'm a little nervous."

"Oh?"

The man in the bamboo hat smiled lightly.

"I thought you would take it lightly because of a small, insignificant family."

"It is indeed a small family, but Brother Shi, don't forget that more than sixty years ago, a great evil cultivator escaped here. More than twenty years ago, this place was..."

"It's okay."

The man in the bamboo hat smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Since the higher-ups sent two of us here, it is enough to prove how much they value it. Besides, the next batch of people are on the way, cough cough cough..."

As he was talking, the man in the bamboo hat began to cover his mouth and cough violently.

After a while, the cough eased a little, and he stretched out two fingers to the hunchbacked man, raised his eyebrows, and said.

"One."

The hunchbacked man shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Shi, you have smoked more than twenty cigarettes today. Your lung disease is not suitable for smoking this."

But he still took out a small bag from his arms and took out a small paper roll from it.

The man in the bamboo hat took the paper roll and held it in his mouth. The hunchbacked man lit a flame with his fingertips and lit it for him.

The paper roll was a little damp, and it made a slight beeping sound in the cold and damp air of the rainy night. The weak flames reflected the man's fine green stubble.The man in the bamboo hat took a deep breath, and then coughed violently.

But he still exhaled a long puff of smoke with a relaxed expression.

"By the way, what is this called?"

"Cigarette, Brother Shi."