Looking at the things on the ground, Li Yan scanned them one by one.
A look of surprise slowly appeared on his expressionless face, and a burning feeling began to form in his heart.
Because the first thing he saw was not spiritual treasures or magic weapons, but three piles of spiritual stones as big as small mountains. The three piles of spiritual stones fell into the room, making this spacious room crowded.
Even with Li Yan's current decent wealth, he was still stunned.
The three piles of spirit stones shining with dazzling brilliance made Li Yan's eyes feel a little uncomfortable for a moment. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and then opened them again.
There were three piles of spirit stones, two large and one small. One of the piles weighed as much as 30,000 when Li Yan scanned it with his spiritual sense.
Li Yan narrowed his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this pile of spirit stones should belong to Blood Hand Flying Sickle. He didn't expect that this man's wealth was so rich.
He remembered this person's origin, it should be from a second-rate sect called the Blood Hand Sect.
"It seems that this person's status in the Blood Hand Sect is not low, he should be an elder."
Li Yan thought in his heart.
His guess was actually still too low. After all, he only had a general understanding of first- and second-rate sects.
Blood Hand Fei Yan's position in the Blood Hand Sect is the high and mighty deputy sect leader. A second-rate sect's annual income is at least 600,000 or 700,000 spirit stones.
Otherwise, it would not be enough to support the development of a sect. As the deputy leader of the Blood Hand Sect and a powerful cultivator in the late foundation building stage, these 30,000 spirit stones are actually not too much.
It was just that Blood Hand Feijian went out this time just to visit an old friend and would be back soon, so he did not bring all his belongings with him.
Li Yan looked at the pile of spirit stones and felt a little excited.
It was not until a while later that he shifted his gaze to another two piles of spirit stones, one large and one small. Each pile of spirit stones was not as many as the Blood Hand Flying Scythe, but together they amounted to as many as 50,000, which were owned by the He brothers.
"The He brothers are assassins from the 'Assassin' organization. They get paid quickly for killing people. For them, more than 50,000 spirit stones are more than enough even if they need to assassinate a foundation-building cultivator of the same level.
It seems that killing people and robbing their goods is indeed the fastest way to make money. No wonder the world of immortal cultivation emphasizes the survival of the fittest. This is really the fastest way to plunder immortal cultivation resources."
When Li Yan thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Then he waved his sleeves, and the three piles of spirit stones were instantly collected into the "earth spot". Then his gaze fell on the ground in front of him again.
With the disappearance of the three piles of spirit stones, the ground suddenly became clear, with about fifty items left.
Li Yan still looked at the remaining things in the Blood Hand Flying Scythe first. There were five exquisite small jade bottles, two spiritual weapons, seven spiritual treasures, and a magic weapon. The rest were some clothes and miscellaneous personal belongings.
Li Yan waved his hand and five exquisite jade bottles flew into his hands. After he carefully opened one, a pungent smell of blood immediately hit his face.
Li Yan had held his breath long ago. The smell of blood immediately filled the entire room, but he did not inhale even a bit. Although he was very confident in his poisonous body, he was not willing to take the risk.
Li Yan frowned and sensed it with his spiritual sense. Although the smell of blood was strong, it did not feel dangerous. Instead, it made people feel as if their blood was boiling.
He simply tilted the bottle, and immediately a red pill the size of a thumbnail rolled out, and he used his spiritual power to hold it directly in the air.
Li Yan looked at it intently. The pill emitted a strange red light. The pill was translucent, like a blood-colored amber bead.
"Blood-refined amber?"
Li Yan couldn't help but be shocked. In order to study the Fragmented Poison Body, he had read a lot of poison-refining books of the Wuliang Sect over the years.
Li Yan stretched out a finger and carefully scraped the pill, but nothing was scraped off. Instead, he felt a burning sensation on his nails.
He couldn't help but have an idea in his mind, and this time he stretched out two fingers and pinched the pill. While he was pinching the pill, a burning sensation from his fingertips penetrated directly into his body.
Li Yan did not stop the burning sensation from entering his body, but allowed it to flow in along the meridians in his arm. Suddenly, Li Yan felt that the magic power in his entire arm seemed to be ignited, becoming restless and moving more actively through the meridians.
"It is indeed the 'Blood Refined Amber Pill'. I never thought that Blood Hand Flying Scythe would have such a pill!"
After confirming the pill, Li Yan was overjoyed and directly sent his spiritual sense into the bottle. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face.
"There is another one inside. If these two 'Blood Refined Amber Pills' are used properly, they can save your life at a critical moment."
Li Yan clearly remembered that the "Blood Refined Amber Pill" was a high-level third-grade pill. Even a Jindan cultivator might not be able to possess this pill.
"Blood-Refined Amber Pill" is something only evil cultivators possess. The process of refining each pill is extremely vicious, and requires the innate fetuses of nine living babies as the main material.
Then, using the mother's fetal qi as a guide, when the pregnant woman's abdomen is cut open, thirteen kinds of precious herbs are stuffed in, and the mixture is refined using the blood refining method.
The nine pairs of mothers and children who were refined were in agony for thirteen days, and felt that life was worse than death...
After the pill is made, the evil cultivators can cultivate with it to stimulate their blood, qi and essence, and cultivate very quickly. However, this method is too vicious. Once the righteous cultivators know about the person who made this pill, even if they have no intention of eliminating demons and defending the Way, they will not allow such a person who violates the Way of Heaven to appear.
Therefore, this refining method gradually disappeared hundreds of thousands of years ago.
But more than ten thousand years ago, a master alchemist obtained the recipe again. When he saw the recipe, he was shocked and wanted to destroy it quickly to prevent it from falling into the hands of evil cultivators and causing harm to the world again.
But when he wanted to burn it, he couldn't bear to do so. No matter which kind of pill recipe it was, it had to go through thousands of trials and tribulations before it was successful. No matter what the purpose of the person who created the pill recipe was, it was actually extremely valuable experience for the alchemist.
Finally, the master alchemist gritted his teeth and secretly kept the recipe. He had an idea to see if he could improve the "Blood Refined Amber Pill" recipe into other pills.
In the end, regardless of success or failure, he will destroy the official recipe of "Blood Refined Amber Pill" when a new recipe appears or before his death.
If I die unexpectedly and don't have time to destroy this recipe, I can only say that it is God's will.
In this way, this master of alchemy continued to try for decades with a hope of success.
He actually found a different way, by borrowing the body of a second-level demon beast in disguise, and using his original blood refining technique, he was able to refine an improved "Blood Refined Amber Pill".
However, this elixir is no longer of any help for cultivation or advancement, but it is helpful in temporarily stimulating human magic power.
After swallowing this pill, the essence and blood will be burned to a great extent, allowing the user's strength to increase by 30% to 40% within half an hour. This is undoubtedly crucial to saving a person's life in a critical moment.
However, this pill has serious side effects. Although it will not reduce the user's lifespan, the user's meridians will become extremely fragile after half an hour, and any reckless use of magic power will cause the body to become a mess.
The only way to nourish the body is to slowly restore the essence and blood and warm the body with nourishing pills.
As for the recovery time, it depends on the strength of the user's tendons and veins. Generally, it takes at least a month and at most a year, so during this period of time, the person is basically a useless person.
But if someone wants to use this method to instantly increase magic power and break through the level at the critical moment of promotion, it is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.
Even if he could successfully advance with the help of this pill, when the medicinal power dissipated, the enormous magic power generated in his body after the advancement would instantly burst his already fragile tendons and veins, directly turning his body into a ball of bloody mist.
Given the above reasons, and the fact that the improved "Blood Refined Amber Pill" recipe also requires at least a second-level demon beast's fetus as the main material, the number of people who can refine it is still very small.
Just think about a young monster still in its mother's womb, which is a second-level existence, and the terrifying combat power of its parents, which will make one's scalp tingle. Not many people are willing to do such an act of pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth.
The purpose of Li Yan's light scratching with his fingernails just now was to determine whether this pill was the authentic "Blood Refined Amber Pill" of the evil cultivator or a modified pill formula.
If it is the authentic "Blood Refined Amber Pill" of the evil cultivator, a layer of blood-colored powder will be scraped off, and the burning feeling will contain a trace of ghost energy.
If this were the case, Li Yan would immediately destroy the pill.
But after trying it, although the burning sensation was strong, there was no trace of coolness, and the surface of the pill had become crystallized. How could Li Yan not be excited
Although this pill has serious side effects, compared to the life in danger, all the efforts are worth it.
Li Yan observed the two pills again and again before placing the porcelain bottle into the "earth spot". At the same time, more expectations arose in Li Yan's heart, and he looked at the remaining things with burning eyes.
But the remaining things in the Blood Hand Flying Scythe made Li Yan a little disappointed. Among the remaining porcelain bottles, two were auxiliary elixirs commonly used by foundation-building cultivators during their practice.
The other two bottles were healing pills, and their effects were only acceptable. Li Yan then put away the four bottles of pills.
The Blood Hand Flying Scythe magic weapon is the folding fan, which is of pretty good grade.
The others were a bunch of spiritual weapons, spiritual treasures, and a dozen ordinary talismans, which Li Yan ignored for the time being.
However, a red waist badge among the miscellaneous items caught his attention. On one side of the waist badge were engraved three large characters "Blood Hand Sect", and on the other side was a bright red bloody palm.
The carving is so lifelike that even the palm lines are clearly visible, revealing a murderous aura. Next to it is a line of small characters - "Deputy Sect Leader".
"This Blood Hand Flying Scythe actually holds such a high status in the sect. I actually thought he was just an ordinary elder."
Li Yan thought that the Blood Hand Sect should also be a subordinate sect of the Wangliang Sect. The deputy sect leader was killed right in front of him. Li Yan couldn't help but shook his head. He could only sigh about such things. The martial arts world was full of such things.
Li Yan stretched out his hand and sucked, and the folding fan was in his hand. Li Yan had seen the power of this folding fan before. It could turn into a river of blood, which could trap enemies and provide defense.
The value of a defensive magic weapon is several levels higher than that of an offensive magic weapon, and at the same time, this magic weapon also contains a lot of souls of flying sickle blood mantises.
Li Yan took the folding fan in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness directly entered the fan. Suddenly, a bloody smell so strong that it was suffocating came over him.
The sky inside the folding fan was dark red, and below it was a raging river of blood, flowing rapidly, with waves of blood surging and fluctuating. But what was strange was that such a raging river did not make any sound.
At the moment when Li Yan's consciousness entered the folding fan, a series of shrill roars came from the blood river. Because of the appearance of his consciousness in this space and the intrusion of strangers, seven or eight figures emerged in the river, roaring and screaming at Li Yan's consciousness.
There were eight flying sickle blood mantises, five of which were intact, while three were in broken bodies. In Li Yan's consciousness, they were immersed in the blood river and slowly recovering.