Chapter 47： fusion

Chapter 47 Fusion

Under Yun Qingyao's gaze, Xia Wuji said nothing, and reached out to the dantian of Taoist Yuyuan.

The pale golden palm was instantly inserted like a sharp blade.

Poof—

Daoist Yuyuan, who passed out, groaned, but his soul was damaged, but he didn't wake up. It was just his subconscious that made him feel uncomfortable.

The mana in the dantian poured out like a flood.

At this time, a vortex appeared in Xia Wuji's big hand, sucking all the mana into it.

Xia Wuji was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

can refine the mana of others!

However, this surprise disappeared in just a moment.

He found that such a huge amount of mana was only refined into a few strands of green energy, which was roughly equivalent to five or six spiritual stones.

"Why is this?"

As his thoughts turned sharply, he quickly figured out the key.

The mana in Yuyuan Daochang's body has the imprint of his life.

And there is no spirit stone, which contains the pure energy of heaven and earth.

As for why refining mana is far less powerful than the green energy obtained from refining spirit stones, Xia Wuji didn't think much about it for the time being.

Soon, all the mana was poured out.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Wuji directly interrupted Daoyuan Yuyuan's limbs.

The severe pain made Daoyuan Yuyuan wake up.

was slapped by Xia Wuji and fainted.

Yun Qingyao's pretty face showed a smile, and Xia Wuji's actions were just right.

Not only will not kill Yuyuan Daoist, but also just make him unconscious without any threat.

"Get him to the back room."

Yun Qingyao said.

"Okay."

Xia Wuji obeyed, lifted Daoist Yuyuan, quickly entered the backyard from the living room, and then entered the underground secret room.

Yun Qingyao quickly followed.

In the secret room, Xia Wuji put down Taoist Master Yuyuan.

Yun Qingyao said, "You go out and leave the rest to me."

Xia Wuji hesitated, and said with a serious face: "Is there any danger? This old guy is a serious immortal teacher."

Yun Qingyao showed a smile and said, "Don't worry, he can't threaten me, you go out."

Seeing Yun Qingyao urging him to go out for the second time, Xia Wuji didn't write any ink, and said, "Okay, call me immediately if you have something."

"Um."

Yun Qingyao felt warm in her heart.

Xia Wuji immediately prepared to go out.

However, before going out, he cautiously pulled off the storage ring on Yuyuan Daochang's finger.

"I'll keep this thing first to prevent this old guy from doing any little tricks."

He explained, then turned around and walked out, closing the door of the secret room.

Walking to the living room, Xia Hu saw Xia Wuji coming out alone, and immediately said, "Master, where is my sister?"

"She's fine, don't disturb her."

Xia Wuji said.

said, walked to Liang Ji's body and touched his body.

I have nothing on my body, I put everything in my carry-on storage bag.

immediately ripped the storage bag off his body.

Liang Ji is dead, his soul imprint in the storage bag has disappeared, and this palm-sized storage bag has become an ownerless thing.

Xia Wuji has no mana and no spiritual sense. If you want to take something out of the storage bag, you will have to drop blood to recognize the master.

But he wasn't ready to do that.

"Big tiger, come, see this storage bag dripping blood and recognize the Lord."

Xia Hu was stunned for a moment, looked at the storage bag in Xia Wuji's hand, and said quickly, "Master, this storage bag is very valuable. It is worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in the Treasure Tower under Heaven. I don't want it."

Xia Wuji is happy.

This kid obviously wants it, or he wouldn't have deliberately looked at the price of this storage bag in the treasure house of the world.

"If you let your blood drip, you will drip blood, don't talk nonsense." Xia Wuji said: "Come on, let's see what good things are in here."

Xia Hu hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, young master."

walked to the wall and pulled out the flying sword inserted into the wall.

Then he swiped on his finger, and blood flowed out.

Drips quickly on the storage bag.

The storage bag recognizes the owner.

Xia Hu quickly took out everything inside.

A pile of spirit stones, about three hundred and fifty;

A few silver notes, four thousand taels;

a black stone;

three clothes…

Just, why are there two women's bellybands wrapped in this dress?

Xia Wuji didn't say a word, just grabbed 300 spirit stones.

"The rest is yours."

Xia Hu was taken aback: "Master, this storage bag..."

"It's yours too."

Xia Wuji said.

"Huh?" Xia Hu was stunned, then overjoyed: "Thank you, young master!"

He has long been envious of the young master's storage bag, but unfortunately he has no money.

This thing looks small, but it actually has a lot of things inside. It can store a lot of things, which is very convenient.

"Cultivation well, there will be more good things in the future."

Xia Wuji said.

"Yes, Master!"

Xia Hu nodded seriously.

…

in the secret room.

Daoist Yuyuan was lying on the ground, his clothes had been removed, revealing his strong back.

Although this old Taoist is not young, his body is still very strong, like a young man.

Yun Qingyao held a green sword and stroked his back along his spine, blood flowing.

The spiritual root exists in the spine and belongs to the Governor Vessel.

With her dazzling hand tricks, a trace of weak spiritual power entered the back blood tank of Taoist Yuyuan.

At this time, Yun Qingyao's face was a little pale, and it was obvious that she had consumed a lot of money.

Yu grasped with her hand and entered with her divine sense and weak mana. A ray of light flashed from the back of Taoist Yuyuan, and she was grabbed by an invisible force and entered her body.

Yun Qingyao's face turned even paler.

The body swayed a little.

This foreign spiritual root was stored in the Lingtai cave by her, and it was rushing from left to right.

Yun Qingyao quickly reached out and pressed the switch on the wall, and the bell outside rang.

Xia Wuji immediately opened the door of the secret room and rushed in.

"How?"

"It's okay, you kill him first."

Yun Qingyao said weakly, leaning against the wall.

Xia Wuji didn't say a word, stepped over to the side of Daoist Yuyuan, and stepped on his head.

With his current strength, the power of his kick is extremely powerful.

Snapped!

Like a watermelon being smashed.

The head of the Taoist priest Yuyuan was trampled to pieces, the red and white stuff flowed all over the place, and he died suddenly.

The poor Taoist Yuyuan was obviously the Great Immortal Master of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but because of his carelessness, he died in such a daze.

When he came from the mountain of Your Excellency Qingxuan, he probably never thought that this trip would be his death journey.

Xia Wuji stomped Daoyuan Yuyuan to death with one foot, but there was a faint and cold aura entering his body.

This is the remnant soul of Taoist Yuyuan.

Unfortunately, as soon as he entered Xia Wuji's body, he was swallowed by the ghost king clone.

Xia Wuji raised a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Who is not good to take away the house, must he be taken away?

is simply courting death.

just can strengthen the ghost king clone.

As soon as Daoist Master Yuyuan died, Linggen in Yunqingyao's Lingtai cave stopped rioting and gradually became obedient, and at the same time began to dissipate.

Xia Wuji walked to Yun Qingyao's side, stretched out his hand to support her, ready to help her up.

Yun Qingyao hurriedly said, "Don't leave, right here, I want to refine it immediately."

After speaking, he sat down and said, "Protect the Dharma for me."

Immediately, the treasured image entered the refining process solemnly.

This time is not short, it took three hours.

Refining cannot be disturbed.

During this period, Xia Wuji was always by her side.