Accidentally raise a monster

Hearing what the Patriarch said, Su Qingjue had already guessed who he was talking about.

"Su Zimo?" Even though he asked, no matter who that person was, Su Qingjue was not interested.He wants to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, but if he wants to improve his cultivation, he can do everything, how is it different from a demon cultivator?Although Taoism is different from Buddhism, it also pays attention to cause and effect.Using this kind of sinister method to resolve the inner demons is a heinous crime!Even if the inner demons are eliminated in the end, when they cross the catastrophe, they will suffer the punishment of heaven and leave disasters for their own path.Although crossing the robbery is too far away for him, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

The Patriarch of the Su Family can be said to have watched Su Qingjue grow up, so he can naturally guess a thing or two about his thoughts, "Don't worry, his body has been eroded by demons for many years, and he is not afraid of demon energy entering his body. But with his current body I'm afraid the situation won't last long, you need to help him purify Moxian first."

"How to purify?" Mo Xian has disappeared in the Cangyu Realm for several years, and there are not many records about Mo Xian in the classics. Su Qingjue doesn't care much about these, so naturally he has never heard of the method of purifying Mo Xian.

"There is a kind of monster in the snow region, called the ice demon. Its spirit is extremely pure and can purify the devil." The head of the Su family changed his voice after speaking, and said seriously: "It's just that the ice demon lives on the top of the ice field in the deepest part of the snow region. , the place is extremely dangerous, even Golden Core cultivators dare not enter rashly, are you willing to go there?"

If Mo Xian can be cured, he will help Su Zimo purify Mo Xian, and Su Zimo will relieve him of his inner demons.The rule in the world of cultivating immortals is that the weak will eat the strong, and the fittest will survive!If he doesn't have the ability to protect himself, he will only be slaughtered after he cultivates into a pure spirit body. Instead of doing this, he might as well go to the top of the ice field, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.Su Qingjue thought for a while, looked at the Patriarch and said, "Yes."

The Patriarch of the Su family naturally thought the same way, seeing Su Qingjue's firm gaze, he was satisfied.He took out a storage bag from his waist, put the 'Magic Turning Heart Sutra' in his hand into the storage bag, and handed it to Su Qingjue, saying: "There are also two magic tools in it, which are prepared by the clan for you to successfully build your foundation." one's gift."

Su Qingjue reached out to take the storage bag, and bowed to thank the Patriarch.

The Patriarch of the Su family waved his hand and said, "Go back and refine these two magic weapons, then take the child away, I'm afraid he won't be able to wait for long. The child is now in the other courtyard of Qingwu Mountain, go, remember Stay! The journey of cultivating immortals is extremely difficult and dangerous. If you want to achieve the Dao, you must not act rashly, but you must not be afraid of danger! The future road depends on you!" After talking about what came to mind, he added: "From now on I will Retreat, you don't need to say goodbye to me when you leave."

Those cultivating immortals seldom have the sorrow of parting. They retreat for a few days at a time, and at most several years.It is common to see each other for several years or even decades, so parting is nothing to them.However, at this moment, looking at the caring flash in the Patriarch's eyes, thinking of the Patriarch's careful teaching to him over the past ten years, Su Qingjue suddenly felt a little bit reluctant in the face of the upcoming parting with no return date.The owner of the house is a very dignified person, but he has always been gentle with him.For his cultivation, the Patriarch personally guides him.Every time he advances, the Patriarch is even happier than him.

Su Qingjue knew that the head of the family had placed high hopes on him, but not only could he not do anything for the family, but he might even bring trouble to the family, which made Su Qingjue very ashamed.He solemnly kowtowed three times to the Patriarch, then got up and left!

This farewell, see you again, I don't know when it will be!

***

Back at his residence, Su Qingjue sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the storage bag given to him by the owner, and poked into his consciousness to check. There were two magical artifacts, the jade slip and five middle-grade spirit stones in it.

Middle-grade spirit stones are rare in the Western Regions. One middle-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 1000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, and five middle-grade spirit stones equals 5000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones. However, middle-grade spirit stones are rare and no one will win them. High-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for low-grade spirit stones.He has accumulated more than 600 low-grade spirit stones without taking pills for so many years. These five middle-grade spirit stones are probably worth more than half of the owner's net worth.

Of the two instruments, one is a sword about one foot long, and the other is a lotus stand.

Su Qingjue took out the precious sword and looked it over carefully. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing and extremely sharp. The cold light shone and lengthened rapidly. The coiled snake on the hilt of the sword seemed to be alive. With a chilly air, it circled up the sword body, as if it was about to leap out.

Su Qingjue hurriedly withdrew his aura, and the sword in his hand returned to its original introvertedness. He flicked the blade with his fingers, "Ding... Ding...", like the ethereal sound of a clear spring in a valley, echoing in his ears.

Although this sword is only a low-grade magic weapon, it is made of centuries-old ice, which is very suitable for Su Qingjue to use.The century-old ice is not only hard to find, but also difficult to forge. This ice sword probably took a lot of thought from the Patriarch.

Putting down the Frost Sword, Su Qingjue took out the palm-sized lotus platform and looked it over carefully.After a closer look, his eyes were full of shock!I remember that the head of the family once said that the Su family has a flying magic weapon, the Lian Yuntai.It flies extremely fast and has high defense.Isn't the one in front of you the same lotus platform? !

A magic weapon is not like a magical weapon. It requires a very high forging level of the craftsman, and to reach the Golden Core stage or above, the refining materials must be heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Only when these are combined can it be possible to refine a magic weapon.

Now that the world of cultivating immortals lacks resources, even in the hands of Jindan stage monks, it is difficult to find a decent magic weapon.Su Qingjue did not expect that the patriarch would give him the ancestral magic weapon, and felt grateful but also a little sad!The Patriarch treats him really well!However, his ability is limited now, the only thing he can do is to practice hard, and when he succeeds in cultivation in the future, he will repay the family.

Shaking his head, putting away redundant thoughts, Su Qingjue began to concentrate on refining the magic weapon.

There are two types of sacrificial ritual artifacts: preliminary sacrificial refining and complete sacrificial refining. The preliminary sacrificial refining is extremely simple, that is, to imprint the divine consciousness on the magical artifact, and it can be completed in an instant.In addition to imprinting the consciousness, a complete sacrificial refinement also needs to incorporate a drop of blood essence into the magic weapon. The duration of this process is related to the grade of the magic weapon. Generally, it takes three days for a magic weapon, but longer for a magic weapon.

For the long-term use of the magic weapon, the monks will choose to completely sacrifice it, because the magic weapon infused with their own blood is connected with their own mind, and it is more smooth and handy to use.

Although the Frost Sword is an elementary magical weapon, it has the same attributes as Su Qingjue. He will use this Frost Sword before refining his natal magic weapon; not to mention the Lianyuntai, it is necessary for escape, at least it can be used It will be even longer until the Nascent Soul Stage, so both Frost Sword and Lianyuntai need to be fully sacrificed.

Time passed quietly, and it was already several months after the two instruments were fully refined.

Su Qingjue got up and tidied up briefly.

Now that the magic weapon has been sacrificed and the luggage is packed, it's time to go to the other courtyard to pick up Su Zimo and leave together.

The use of flying artifacts is prohibited in Shao'an City, so Su Qingjue quickly flew outside the city with the Wind Walk.Then he sacrificed the ice sword, leaped forward, and flew towards the other courtyard of Qingwu Mountain.

It is said to be another courtyard, but it is actually a cave.The descendants of the Su family have gone to Qingwu Mountain to practice for generations. Because it is far away from Shaoshan City, the ancestors of the Su family opened a cave at the foot of Qingwu Mountain for a temporary rest. It is another courtyard in Qingwu Mountain.Later, a small town was established near Qingwu Mountain, and since then, the children of the Su family seldom went to Qingwu Mountain's other courtyard.

A few years ago, the Patriarch of the Su family suddenly discovered that Su Zimo was infected with the demon coriander. The people of the family were afraid of being infected by him, so they sent him to the Qingwu Mountain Hospital.

Su Qingjue flew with the sword for three days and three nights, passed through a lush forest, and landed in front of a cliff.He put away the ice sword, bent down and picked up a dark red stone with sharp water chestnuts and threw it into the crevice of the cliff.The moment the stone fell into the gap, a white light suddenly flashed inside the cliff, and then a thick white mist rose around it.After about a stick of incense, the mist cleared, and a hole that was tight enough for one person to pass appeared in front of him.

Su Qingjue checked outside the cave and found nothing unusual, and there was no trace of the formation being destroyed. There should be no danger in the cave. Thinking so, Su Qingjue walked into the cave.

In the stone room at the deepest part of the cave, a scrawny boy was quietly lying on the stone bed. His face was as red as a branding iron, and he seemed to be exuding extremely high temperature.

The place where his body was in contact with the stone bed was scorched black, obviously scorched by the high temperature emitted by his body.

This boy is none other than Su Zimo.

Su Zimo felt as if he was in a volcano. His body was being burned by the rolling magma, and the blood in his body was boiling and roaring!The fiery and tyrannical air gnawed at every inch of the meridians in his body, and he couldn't breathe from the pain!And the bloody bead the size of an egg in his dantian was still violently rampaging inside his body, hitting his already dilapidated dantian over and over again, as if it would break out of his body the next moment!If you look closely, you will find that there is a wisp of black air wrapped around the blood bead, which makes the blood bead look strange and mysterious!

This extremely hot pain made Su Zimo almost collapsed, a trace of despair appeared in his heart, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Are you going to die like this?A person dying alone in this deserted cave?If he died, he would be free, and he would no longer have to endure such torture, but why was there a trace of unwillingness deep in his heart?