Who Told Him To Cultivate Immortality!

  Chapter 192 Magic Knife

  The imprint on Lu Yang's palm reads "one", and the imprint on Guzha's palm reads "eighty-seven". After Lu Yang killed Guzha, the imprint became "eighty-eight".

   "Is this the evil magic knife that was rumored? All the hosts were killed by the magic knife, except Guza for the time being?"

   It can be seen that Gu Zha has no sense of morality, throwing things at random, and Lu Yang helped to pick them up.

  The magic knife is dark red in color. The handle of the knife looks like it was made from the horns of some huge monster. The place where the handle and the blade join is inlaid with a deep red gemstone, which looks like an eye.

   Apart from the weird shape, Lu Yang didn't find anything special about it.

   "Well, this knife is interesting. The handle is made of the horn of a dragon, and the blade is made of refined steel. The dark red gems are actually the eyes of the monster 'Fei'."

  Fei, a powerful monster living in the wilderness, has a body like a cow, a white head, one eye, and a snake tail.

   Fairy Immortal finally played the role of golden finger, introducing to Lu Yang the magic of this knife.

   "The material of this knife is excellent. If it is forged properly, it can produce spirituality. But the level of the blacksmith is not very good. Kong forging a body does not make the knife produce spirituality."

   "Even the body is a rare magic weapon."

   "This knife instinctively desires spirituality, so it is bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty. The more it kills, the more likely it will produce spirituality."

   "How to recognize the Lord?"

"You can recognize the master with a drop of blood." The Immortal Fairy advised, "But I don't recommend you recognize the master with a drop of blood. This knife is greedy. After you become the master of the knife, the more blood you feed it, the more it wants to eat the master." , but if you don’t feed it blood, it will also devour the Lord.”

   There were also magic weapons with similar characteristics in ancient times. Fairy Immortal had seen many pretentious geniuses, thinking that she was special and could subdue magic weapons. As a result, only a few of them succeeded.

   "So that's how it is." Lu Yang finally understood why several owners of the magic knife were killed by the magic knife. This magic knife didn't want the owner to live at all. "It's an interesting knife."

   "The reason why Guza was not backlashed by the magic knife is that he held it for too short a time, and it's not time for the backlash yet."

  Lu Yang asked again: "If the magic knife produces spirituality, what is its quality?"

  Fairy Immortal said disdainfully: "It's not enough to be a stepping stone for me anyway."

   Lu Yang snorted, it seems that the quality of the magic knife is not very good.

  The elder sister didn't speak from the beginning to the end, she read a book quietly.

  She thinks that with the abilities of the three of Lu Yang, it is not difficult to win the championship in this competition.

   While speaking, the imprint on Lu Yang's palm changed again, it jumped twice from "eighty-eight" to "one hundred and thirty-one".

   Monk Jiurou was taken care of by everyone. He didn't get the ginseng fruit, but two well-known foundation-builders got it. Without exception, they were all poisoned to death.

  The other two ginseng fruits were also coated with poison, and the distance is too far, Lu Yang can't feel the state of the ginseng fruit clone.

  Lu Yang released the clone status and returned to his original height.

  He put the magic knife into the storage ring and looked for the next target.

  The storage ring was prepared temporarily by him. After all, in the territory of the Immortal Sect, it would be too arrogant to use the Taoist identity jade badge as a storage ring.

   "Huh? Whose blood is this?" Lu Yang found a few drops of blood on the ground not far away. It was very fresh, as if someone was wounded and left when he fled.

   "Catch up and have a look."

  After being injured, the combat power will inevitably decline. This is the result of picking up now.

   Sure enough, as Lu Yang guessed, as the distance from the injured person increased, the blood stains became more and more obvious, from a few drops to a puddle. It could be seen that the other party was seriously injured.

  Finally, Lu Yang saw the injured man, the monk of wine and meat!

   At this time, the wine and meat monk opened his big hands and grabbed a person's neck. With a click, the person's neck was twisted.

   "Another one who was hooked by me." The wine and meat monk showed a cruel smile.

  In the ginseng fruit snatching battle, he pretended to be defeated by everyone, and escaped with injuries, attracting several contestants to chase after him, but he killed them one by one.

   "Who told me that I have a bad reputation, if I don't do this, I can't find anyone at all." The wine and meat monk explained with a smile.

   As the three most outstanding seed players, others ran away when they saw him, and he had no chance to fight at all.

   It's better to expose the flaws and let the fish take the bait.

   Monk Jiurou gave a light snort: "You look familiar, forget it, whoever you are, if you see me, consider yourself unlucky!"

   It looks familiar because Ginseng Fruit looks a lot like Lu Yang, just like father and son, but Monk Jiurou didn't think of it for a while.

   Monk Jiurou clenched his fists and tensed his muscles. The bleeding wound healed immediately. He took out his golden bowl to hold Lu Yang.

  Lu Yang silently took out the magic knife from the storage ring, squatted on the ground, stained with the blood left by the wine-drinking meat monk.

  Magic knife directly recognizes wine and meat monks as the main ones.

  I saw the magic knife suspended in the air, and with a chirp, it stabbed the wine and meat monk.

   Probably the magic knife has never seen such a generous owner, and wants to give him a warm hug—with a blade.

  The wine and meat monk was shocked, where did the magic knife come from, and why did the magic knife stab himself?

  The golden bowl that had followed the wine and meat monk for a long time was directly pierced, and the wine and meat monk fought hard.

  Lu Yang tsk-tsk at the side: "This level doesn't seem like a chance to be favored by the Xuankong Temple?"

  Xuankong Temple is the one with the least number of people among the five great immortal sects, and the disciples it accepts are all talented. As for the talent of the monk of wine and meat, he barely works as a handyman for the Xuankong Temple.

   "The Hanging Temple claims that everyone has the opportunity to enter. I naturally have the opportunity to enter the Hanging Temple, but I just gave up this opportunity!" Monk Jiurou said while fighting.

   "...you really put gold on your face."

  The wine and meat monk is very useless, he can't beat the magic knife, and was pierced through the heart by the magic knife.

  The magic knife lost its owner again.

   "Poor thing, the owner I just recognized, if I say no, I will be gone."

  Lu Yang picked up the magic knife and started on the road again.

   "Blood floods the underworld!" Someone targeted Lu Yang and secretly attacked him!

  A **** ocean rushed towards Lu Yang, with a **** smell, one could tell it was blood when he smelled it.

  Lu Yang did not panic, and took out the magic knife again. As a sword spirit root, he has a natural affection for swords, and it is not difficult to comprehend the skills of swords.

  He cast the knife technique he just created.

   "Recognize the main knife method!"

  The magic knife slashed towards the **** ocean, like a shark smelling fishy, ​​with a strange red light flashing, stabbing the person who attacked Lu Yang to death again.

   "Surging Wave Blood Palm!"

   "Recognize the main knife method!"

   "Blood Skull!"

   "Recognize the main knife method!"

   As expected of the Devil’s Cult, the spells learned are either related to ghost skeletons or blood dead souls, very suitable for choosing a master for the magic knife.

  Relying on a confession of the main sword technique, Lu Yang has defeated all opponents in the world.

  It's a pity that the owners of the magic knife are all short-lived ghosts without exception.

  Lu Yang shook his head regretfully, he just wanted to find an owner for the magic knife, why is it so difficult?

   "Such a good magic weapon, you have no chance to enjoy it."

  More and more people are aware of the existence of Lu Yang, and now the outside world is spreading rumors that Lu Yang has become the master of the magic knife, killing people recklessly, even more brutal than Gu Zha.

  Some people also recognized that Lu Yang and ginseng fruit looked alike, and thought of the person who was poisoned to death, and guessed that ginseng fruit was a hoax.

  In the dense forest, after the magic knife routinely stabbed a master to death, Lu Yang met Meng Jingzhou.

  Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang and gritted his teeth.

   "What a skill, pretending to be a ginseng fruit, and fooling everyone!"

  (end of this chapter)