At night.
Su Zimo straightened his clothes, left the Scripture Collection Pavilion, and headed towards the backyard.
On this day of every month, he would go to the red-haired ghost to drink a bowl of mysterious spiritual water.
Under the cover of night, the backyard of the ancient temple looked gloomy.
The red-haired ghost sat on the ground with a golden sword, leaning against a tombstone. There was a bowl of spiritual water in front of him, and he had been waiting for a long time.
Su Zimo was already familiar with all this. He came to the red-haired ghost and drank the spiritual water directly.
The red-haired ghost suddenly said: "You must have a bow on you."
"Take it out and put it there."
The red-haired ghost pointed at a tombstone not far away and said.
Su Zimo was puzzled, but he still took out the moon-covering bow and hung it on the tombstone as instructed.
The full moon rose, and the cold moonlight fell down. It happened to condense a beam of light, which fell on the tombstone and the moon-covering bow.
The bow is shining brightly!
Even without the influx of spiritual power, the spiritual patterns on Gong's body still bloomed with dazzling brilliance!
The red-haired ghost said: "This bow is originally a quasi-innate spiritual weapon. The sixth innate spiritual pattern has already taken shape. As long as it continues to be baptized by Yuehua here, it will surely grow into a real innate spiritual weapon!"
Su Zimo nodded.
"You also have a blood-red long knife on you, take it out too."
"Blood-tempered knife?"
Su Zimo was stunned for a moment.
The blood-tempered sword is a perfect spiritual weapon that he personally refined. It is not a quasi-innate spiritual weapon. Could it be...
Su Zimo was confused, but still handed over the blood-tempered knife.
The red-haired ghost took the blood-tempered sword, stroked the blade gently, and then nodded and said: "This sword is tempered well. When this sword was formed, it was fused with a terrifying bloodline, giving this sword a bloodthirsty nature!"
When the blood-tempered sword was cast, it almost failed. At the last moment, it was Su Zimo who used his own blood to temper it and cast the blood-tempered sword.
The red-haired ghost didn't see it with his own eyes, but he was able to guess pretty well, which shows his brilliant eyesight.
The red-haired ghost stood up and came to an open space not far away. He used his backhand force and directly inserted the blood-tempered knife into the ground, leaving only a section of the knife's handle exposed.
"Red-haired ghost, what are you doing?" Su Zimo asked curiously.
The red-haired ghost said: "The people buried here are all strong men who lived thousands of years ago. The bloodline in the ground is unparalleledly strong and will not decay for thousands of years. It contains great power! If you soak this knife in it, it is possible to grow to the level of innate Spiritual weapon!"
Su Zimo's eyes lit up.
As a result, in addition to the Coiling Dragon Seal and the Black Gold Arrow, he has two more innate spiritual weapons, the Moon-covering Bow and the Blood-Tempered Sword!
It's a pity that the Xuanjin silk armor was broken into pieces by Taoist Xuanyu just after it was repaired.
"There are too many strong men buried in this cemetery. The ancestors have fallen and the emperors are bleeding. It is a place of great danger! If there is no movement on this sword, it will be fine. If it can really grow into an innate spiritual weapon with bloodthirsty, it must be an incompetent sword. Enter the fierce soldiers!"
The red-haired ghost stared at the blood-tempered sword with a faint gaze, and said with a smile: "If someone who is not strong enough gets this sword, he will be in disaster, so you have to be careful!"
At this moment, the huge energy in the spiritual water had dispersed in Su Zimo's body.
Su Zimo sat cross-legged and began to practice. The verses from the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret Code echoed in his mind.
While he was swallowing, a strong demonic aura spurted out from his mouth and nose.
There are no cracks on the blood-red inner elixir, and it has recovered as before!
The inner elixir slowly circulated, the demonic aura surged, and an ancient monster appeared around him.
Su Zimo was in it, his eyes were closed tightly, his figure was looming, and his aura was terrifying, like the king of demons who ruled the world!
In the past five years, it was relying on this mysterious spiritual water that his inner elixir was able to heal.
Not only that, his body has also become more terrifying!
Even though it was just a bowl of spiritual water, the energy contained in it was enough for Su Zimo to absorb for a month!
If he continues to practice, after another fifteen years, his inner elixir will definitely be perfected, and he may even reach perfection!
"What kind of spiritual water is it that has such power?"
In the past five years, Su Zimo has browsed many ancient books in the Scripture Collection Pavilion, but has not seen any records that match it.
During this period, he asked the red-haired ghost this question more than once.
The red-haired ghost looked a little weird every time, staring at him and smiling maliciously, but refused to say anything more.
After that, Su Zimo stopped asking.
The night is getting darker and the full moon is hanging high.
The red-haired ghost stared at Su Zimo's figure, a flash of envy flashing deep in his eyes.
"This technique is really terrifying!"
The red-haired ghost sighed inwardly.
The human race is inherently weak, this is an undeniable fact.
But this demon clan's technique can actually train a mortal body to such a terrifying level!
In his sight, every time Su Zimo vomited, the flesh and blood on his body was squirming undetectably, the muscles were shaking slightly, the bones were trembling, the blood marrow was flowing, and the divine light in the seven acupoints was bright. Eye-catching, brighter than the stars!
Every time he breathes out, he is tempering his flesh, blood, muscles, bones, skin, internal organs and seven orifices!
The red-haired ghost's gaze fell on Su Zimo's exposed skin.
As his practice deepened, the surface of Su Zimo's skin seemed to become rougher.
If you observe carefully, you can vaguely see that diamond-shaped traces appear on the surface of the skin, intertwined with each other, arranged neatly, and closely connected!
However, this trace was not obvious, and even Su Zimo himself was not aware of it.
Seeing these traces, the red-haired ghost was very proud and couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.
Soon, the night passed.
When a hint of fish belly white just appeared on the horizon, Su Zimo took a deep breath, and all the demonic energy surging around his body poured into his body.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
Su Zimo opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
The red-haired ghost asked seemingly casually: "Have you ever swallowed something from the dragon clan?"
Su Zimo was startled.
His first reaction was that huge dragon egg.
Su Zimo muttered: "Well... Back in the Human Emperor's Palace, in order to practice the techniques left by the Human Emperor, I took a pill made from the flesh and blood of the Dragon Clan."
"Only one pill?" The red-haired ghost raised his eyebrows.
Su Zimo thought for a while and realized that he had nothing to hide, so he said, "I swallowed half of a dragon egg in an ancient ruins before."
A flash of brilliance suddenly burst out in the red-haired ghost's eyes, and then quickly faded away.
"Hehe, you are quite courageous."
The red-haired ghost said with a half-smile, his tone was amusing.
Su Zimo felt something was wrong, frowned and asked, "What?"
"Nothing, just ask."
The red-haired ghost waved his hand with a calm expression.
Su Zimo didn't see anything on the red-haired ghost's face, so he patted himself and prepared to get up and leave.
"Don't rush, don't rush."
At this moment, the red-haired ghost motioned Su Zimo to sit down and said with a smile: "Today, I will teach you something."