Dream space.

Roar ~

The tiger roars and hovers, shocking the mind!

Li Qing Xuanhu's face was full of satisfaction.

According to Xuanbao Pavilion’s information on the Nether Corpse Sect, the most bizarre corpse squeezing is the most bizarre. It not only has the power of corpse squeezing, but also can sew the limbs of monsters and borrow the magical powers of monsters.

But at the cost, the soul of the monk will also be alienated. Many magical instruments are difficult to use and become alternatives.

Li Qingxuan did not expect that under the control of the puppets of the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed, he directly ignored this demand.

The Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed is worthy of being an evil thing.

The only problem is that the power of corpses is driven to use magical powers to consume the origin of the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed.

The Dead Soul Tree Spirit Sprout is now malnourished.

He shouted twice.

Li Qingxuan felt that the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed was a little depressed.

But he had the best of it.

"Let's study it later."

Li Qingxuan thought and his consciousness returned to his original body.

He was very satisfied at this moment.

After being able to divert consciousness, the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed becomes a tool without side effects.

But after that, he rarely took it out and used it.

First, there is no chance of using it.

Second, after breaking through the foundation building, the effect of the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed on him has actually become less effective.

Because the strength of the Dead Soul Tree is too extreme.

The roots of the Dead Soul Tree are very restrained against invisible unjust souls, like natural enemies. They are not disadvantageous to beings that are one level lower than oneself.

But other than that.

The Dead Soul Tree moves slowly, and its roots are basically useless for monks and monsters of the same level. They are also particularly afraid of fire-type magic, and they are just a moving target.

Now that we have the "puppet body", it's very different.

The copper corpse is inherently powerful, and with the roots of the Dead Soul Tree Spirit Seed, the physical toughness has increased significantly.

With the help of the magical power of controlling soil and roaring, although fighting may not be as good as the Taoist of Sewing Corpse, if you are close, it will not be worse than the middle stage of a foundation building.

Another trump card.

Li Qingxuan took out the storage bag of the corpse-sewn Taoist with satisfaction.

There is also a mark of the other party's soul on it.

You must be careful to erase the soul mark before you can open the storage bag.

However, the Taoist who sewed the corpse is dead, which is not difficult.

With expectation, Li Qingxuan turned into a thorn and hit the soul imprint.

The soul imprint remains motionless.

His expression changed.

"The essence of this Taoist corpse sewing is actually stronger than me!"

Li Qingxuan couldn't help but feel glad in his heart.

Fortunately, in order to be on the safe side, he specially bought Fu Shen San.

This is a kind of primordial poison similar to the ordinary soft muscle santhemum. It can directly kill the primordial spirit of qi-refining cultivators. It also has a significant effect on foundation building and is often used to be used for Yin people and is expensive.

The strength of the soul of the corpse-sewing Taoist is probably comparable to that of the late stage of Foundation Establishment. It is still affected by the Fructus Gods San, which leads to the unstable soul, which is originally the method of left-handedness, and has been abolished.

Otherwise, with Li Qingxuan's physical stimulation method, even with the blessing of burning Yang, he can only upgrade the first-level top-level magic to the second-level lower-level power level.

Limited lethality, at most self-protection.

It is definitely not the opponent of the corpse-sewing Taoist in his prime.

"Fortunately, I didn't act arrogantly because of my improvement in my strength. Otherwise, it would be another result now..."

After Li Qingxuan woke up, he wiped out the imprint of the soul again.

In the dream space, he is not afraid of soul loss.

More than twenty full-strength impacts.

The rootless soul imprint on the storage bag finally shattered and dissipated in stars.

"Hope there is something good."

Li Qingxuan showed expectations and his spiritual sense poured into the storage bag.

What surprised him was that although the storage bag was quite small, the things inside were very simple:

Two slightly ancient jade plaques.

Several messaging symbols.

A small pile of spirit stones.

More than a dozen alchemy bottles.

This is the legacy of the Taoist who sewed the corpse, which is so shabby.

It is completely incompatible with the identity of a manager in charge of a black market!

Li Qingxuan's face looked a little ugly, but he still poured out all the things inside and checked them one by one with expectations.

Both jade tablets are not inherited from the martial arts.

One is a Taoist who has a corpse-sewn Taoist. The research notes on the corpses of monks and monsters are mixed. The information inside is messy and huge. Li Qingxuan threw it aside and looked at it when he has time.

Another one records a strange pill recipe called "Melt Melting Paste".

The pill recipe is incomplete.

There are a few messy messages later:

Taoist Jiao bullies me too much!

I must reverse the pill recipe and develop melted meat paste, which is no longer limited to people!

It's so difficult, I gave up!

...

"Daoist Jiao?"

Li Qingxuan remembered this name in his heart and looked at more than a dozen alchemy bottles.

The more I look at it, the more disappointed I feel.

In these elixir bottles are filled with corpse pills, which are rich and pure, and are the best resources for evil ways.

But for Li Qingxuan, it's just a waste of money.

There are not many spirit stones in the corner, and there are only more than 3,000.

The higher the expectations of Li Qingxuan, the greater the disappointment at this time!

A foundation-building monk is in control of a black market. Even if he helps people manage it, he will make a little profit, which is more than that!

"No wonder I'm poor when I attacked me!"

"Just like that, I still want to study alchemy!"

"Pooh!"

Li Qingxuan flew towards the lying copper corpse.

No wonder the silly Taoist, a silly Taoist, cannot use normal magic weapons, and will choose to attack him.

It turns out it's because of poverty!

In fact.

The Taoist who sewed the corpse was so tight, mainly because he was controlled by others and was exploited too much.

Also, because he is controlled by others, he is unwilling to accept his heart and studies alchemy.

This leads to getting poorer...

Li Qingxuan let out a breath of depression and took out a jade token from the storage bag.

This jade plaque was the reward for the previous corpse-sewing Taoist who promised to draw a second-level talisman.

For safety reasons, Li Qingxuan directly rushed him away and brought him back when he left.
To be continued...