Zhu Changyang took the porcelain bottle from the developer's mouth, opened it and saw that there was indeed a black pill inside.
The thief didn't know the real purpose of this thing and thought it was a panacea. He wanted to stock up and make a fortune, so he was reluctant to eat it.
At first glance, the pill looks ordinary and is no different from any other pill.
Zhu Changyang asked: "Can this thing really raise corpses?"
"Let me see." Jun Shu reached out and took it, placed it under the moonlight, and concentrated on activating it.
Xuanzhu Qinghui is most suitable for raising corpses, so any method of raising corpses must borrow Wangshu Guanghua.
After a while, a thin mist gathered on the originally black ball, and the mist contained abundant spiritual power.
Tan Tai Bu Qi was surprised: "Ah, it really can gather spiritual energy."
But when he took a closer look, he felt an indescribable strangeness, as if there was something mixed in the rich spiritual energy, which could not be seen clearly by the naked eye. There was an inexplicable ominous feeling.
Tan Tai Buqi's mind moved, he took out a yellow talisman with his two fingers, pinched his fingers and lit it.
The talisman fire lit up, and the flames illuminated the mist covering the pill, but in the white mist, there were wisps of demonic energy.
Zhu Changyang hissed, "It's really weird."
Jun Shu said, "It's hard to achieve success on the right path. We can only do it step by step. Any shortcuts will inevitably lead to trouble."
He turned the pill around and continued, "But this corpse-raising pill can be used on Tu Chaofeng."
Tu Chaofeng's soul was lost long ago. In a sense, he was almost like a corpse. The corpse-nourishing pill could be used on him to replace the effect of Xia Jue's aura.
This way, they can extract Xia Jue's aura.
Zhu Changyang was a little worried: "But doesn't this thing have side effects?"
"It's okay." Jun Shu looked at the evil spirit on the pill, "I have a method to restrain it."
Zhu Changyang blinked when he heard this. For some reason, he suddenly remembered that day in Shihu Village, Jun Shu had used his martial arts to suppress the poison of Jun Guan Yi.
Thinking about it carefully, Jun Shu seems to be very sensitive to things related to the magic way.
Zhu Changyang had some vague thoughts in his mind, but his face remained calm. He just smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
He turned around and talked to Mrs. Butcher. Mrs. Butcher knew she had no choice but to agree.
Without further ado, Jun Shu immediately gave the corpse-nourishing pill to Tu Chaofeng and input a spell into his forehead to protect his heart meridians.
In this way, Xia Jue's breath can be extracted.
Zhu Changyang asked Tan Tai Buqi: "Can you help us find the whereabouts of the fairy lady?"
Tan Tai Buqi originally wanted to find his lover, but now that he knew that the one missing was Fairy Xia Jue, he couldn't just stand by and watch, so he nodded: "Okay."
He immediately took out a stack of yellow talismans and set up talisman formations in the four corners of the room.
He was indeed extraordinary in the art of talismans. When the talisman fire was lit and the cinnabar red light bloomed, a faint breath was emitted in an instant.
"Do you have any magical tools to help you get going?" Tan Tai Bu Qi looked at the faint breath and said, "We have to hurry. The auras here are mixed. If we delay for too long, it may be difficult to distinguish them."
If so, there would be no time to wait for the people from the Jijin Sect to arrive. Moreover, Zhu Changyang felt that Jun Shu seemed to have his own ideas, so he just said, "You can control the sword."
Jun Shu skillfully summoned the rusty sword.
"Just a sword?" Tan Tai Bu Qi looked at Jun Shu, then at his sword, and asked hesitantly, "Well, can you take me with your sword?"
Zhu Changyang: “…”
If we take Tan Tai Buqi along, Xiu Jian will have to take care of three people... Oh no, there's a scene of the third brother riding a motorcycle.
Jun Shu's face darkened and he refused without hesitation: "No."
Tan Tai Bu Qi was somewhat annoyed when he heard this, but he didn't know what to say. After all, many sword cultivators regarded their swords as their second lives, so it was normal for them not to want others to ride with them. He only said, "This is a bit difficult."
He did have a swiftness talisman, but it could only be used on flat ground. It would be very inconvenient if he had to cross mountains or rivers.
"It's okay, I have a solution." Zhu Changyang suddenly had an idea, "Wait a moment."
He pulled out a large piece of leather, an iron block and a rope from his pocket and said with a smile, "Hehe," "This is my old safety belt. I'm passing it on to you now."
Tan Tai did not give up being at a loss.
What is a seat belt
Studio:
[??? Shocked, this rope is still there?]
[Pfft, I almost forgot about this thing, why did Chang Yang still keep it!!]
[He is really like a ragged little prince, he is reluctant to throw away even a single stitch.]
[But what does he do with this?]
This rope was used by Zhu Changyang to tie around his waist to prevent him from falling when he first started riding the sword. Later, as his cultivation level improved and he no longer needed safety measures, the rope became unused. Now it can be reused.
What he made was very simple. He used spiritual fire to forge the frame of the chair from an iron block, fixed the leather on it, and connected the two sides with ropes.
In a moment, the stuff was ready.
Zhu Changyang then gave Jun Shu a look: "Jun, you understand."
Jun Shu: “…”
To be honest, I don't really want to understand, but I have no other choice at the moment. Compared to letting Tan Tai Bu Qi ride on the sword with me, this is easier to accept.
He had no choice but to reluctantly drive the rusty sword in front of Zhu Changyang.
Tan Tai Buqi was watching from the side, completely confused. If he was not mistaken, what Zhu Changyang made seemed to be... a swing
I couldn't help but say, "Brothers, now is not the time to play this, right?"
Zhu Changyang did not answer him, but hung the "swing" rope on the sword and tied it up.
Tan Tai Bu Qi:
What is this doing
Soon, he knew the answer.
After Zhu Changyang hung up the "swing", he tested the rope's firmness to make sure it would not loosen. He then nodded with confidence and asked Jun Shu to fly the sword in front of Tan Tai Buqi to show it around. He smiled and said, "Brother Tan Tai, this is the supreme VIP throne specially made for you. Do you like it?"
Tan Tai Bu Qi: ???!
Is this a question of satisfaction or dissatisfaction
Just now Jun Shu refused to let him ride on the sword together, and he thought it was because Jun Shu attached great importance to the sword.
But when he turned around, Jun Shu asked Zhu Changyang to hang a swing on the sword
This was not the end. Zhu Changyang then took out an iron frame from his pocket and skillfully stuck it onto the sword. "Okay, let's go."
Tan Tai Buqi was so shocked when he saw the long sword in front of him with an iron frame on top and a swing hanging below that he turned to look at Jun Shu.
Jun Shu looked back at the moment and urged impatiently, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and sit on it."
Tan Tai Bu Qi: "..."
Brother Jun accepted this look too well.
Studio:
[??? Damn, it’s an aerial panoramic cable car!]
[Hahaha, Brother Fu is so dull.jpg!]
[After all, it was Jun Ge’s sword that took it all... ]
Jun Shu then made a hand gesture, and the Rusty Sword rose up with the three of them, following Xia Jue's breath, and flew into the night.
Madam Butcher stood in the yard, watching the long sword hanging Tan Tai Buqi and flying away. She was deeply moved and felt that she had a new understanding of these extraordinary immortal masters.
The cold wind blew in his face, and Dan Tai Buqi took a while to calm down. At least he did not forget his job. He took out the yellow talisman, made a gesture to light it, and tracked Xia Jue's breath.
Seeing this, Zhu Changyang took out his high beam and turned it on with great experience, then hung it in front of Tan Tai Buqi and said, "Here, I'll shine it for you."
Tan Tai Bu Qi: "..."
The pockets of the masters are truly unfathomable!
Traveling eastwards, after a while, the three heard the sound of rushing water.
Tan Tai Buqi shone the high beam forward, but saw black water rolling and turbid waves ahead, and a black river stretching as far as the eye could see stretched before him.
It is the bitter crossing of the river.
"The fairy has gone to the other side." Tan Tai Buqi looked at the dark river with a serious expression, "We have to find a ferry..."
The Demon Realm and the righteous path have been in conflict for thousands of years and do not trust each other. They have each set up many magic arrays on the Kudu River. It is easy to get into danger when crossing the river. The safest way is to take a boat across the river from a special waterway.
"Too slow." Jun Shu rejected this suggestion without hesitation and continued to fly his sword forward. The long sword broke through the air and pierced into the evil energy that spread over the river.
What I see is the vastness of heaven and earth.
The evil spirit was very detrimental to the practice of the righteous way. Tan Tai Buqi suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. He quickly put a talisman on himself to resist the evil spirit. He then asked the two people on the sword: "Do you need a talisman?"
This famous talisman cultivator was really generous. He used the talismans that were very valuable on the market to great effect.
But think about it, Mishan Sect is actually the largest wholesaler of talismans in the current cultivation world.
Zhu Changyang was feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "Give me a pound."
Tan Tai Bu Qi: "... Use it sparingly, we also need to cultivate to draw talismans."
"Oh." Zhu Changyang was about to take the talisman, but then he remembered there was someone behind him, so he turned to look at Jun Shu, "Xiaojun, you..."
As soon as he said this, he was suddenly stunned.
He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but just for a moment, he seemed to see Jun Shu’s eyeballs turn blood red.
Jun Shu lowered his eyes and looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Zhu Changyang suddenly came back to his senses, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and smiled as if nothing had happened: "Oh, I wanted to ask if you want a talisman?"
“No need.” Jun Shu shook his head and stared straight ahead without even changing his expression. The faint demonic energy was like nothing in front of him.
Even so, we slowed down just in case.
The Kudu River was several miles wide. When the sky was just beginning to light up, Zhu Changyang finally saw some reefs vaguely visible in the waves. He must be close to the shore, but everything was still hazy in front of him and he couldn't see clearly.
"We have arrived at the Demon Realm." Jun Shu suddenly spoke, and the rusty sword emitted a cold light. The sharp sword energy slashed across the air, leaving a long sword mark in the nothingness between heaven and earth.
The hazy fog was cut through, and Zhu Changyang's vision suddenly became clear, and his heart was shocked.
What comes into view is an extremely magnificent black cliff.
This cliff is like an endless high wall. All you can see is black rock, connecting the sky to the ground and rising into the clouds. You can't even see the end at a glance.
Such a natural danger would be extremely shocking to any mortal. Zhu Changyang couldn't help but ask, "What is this place?"
At this moment, his feet suddenly shook and the rusty sword fell down unexpectedly.
"Be careful." Jun Shu reacted very quickly. He grabbed Zhu Changyang with one hand and quickly changed the finger gestures with his other hand. The rusty sword flashed with a cold light and stabbed forward fiercely.
With a "crack", the tip of the sword broke through the rock and sank into the cliff, barely getting stuck and finally stopping from falling further.
Jun Shu hugged Zhu Changyang and jumped into the air, standing firmly on the sword again.
There was a terrified cry from Tan Tai Buqi at his feet: "Ah, what happened—"
The panoramic cable car was cool to ride, but it was terrifying when something happened. If he hadn't been quick to block it, Rusty Sword would have hit the cliff with his face.
"Someone has set up a magic circle here!" Jun Shu frowned slightly. This magic circle is a variation of the city defense formations of various cities. It can make flying spells such as flying swords ineffective within a certain range.
Tan Tai Bu Qi took a deep breath and said, "So what should we do now?"
Below the cliff is a surging river with turbulent waves and no buffer zone at all.
The cliff was straight up and down, with no place to climb. If Jun Shu hadn't reacted quickly and had strong swordsmanship, and hadn't inserted the rusty sword into the stone in time, they would have fallen into the river.
"It's a bit difficult." Jun Shu looked around, his face darkening, "We have to find a way to break the magic circle."
"What should we do?" Tan Tai Bu Qi almost cried, "We can't even move now."
If they were somewhere else, they might still have room to maneuver, but this place is simply a desperate situation. There is not even a place to stay, and there is no way to find the center of the formation.
I have to say that the location of this magic circle is really sinister, leaving no way out.
"Forget it. A real man can bend and stretch." Tan Tai Buqi took out the jade certificate and said, "I will send a jade certificate to my master and ask them to find a way to save us." But the Kudu River is too big, and it is unknown when they can find it.
Tan Tai Buqi was writing a letter while chattering sadly: "But if I ask the master to save me, I can't beat them anymore. What if they stop me from looking for Yanyan...ah, I can't issue a jade certificate here!"
There is actually signal blocking, so vicious!
"Don't panic." Zhu Changyang suddenly interrupted him and took out a large bag of something that looked like cloth from his pocket. "Hey, it's done."
Jun Shu looked down and recognized that the "cloth" was not made of traditional silk or cotton, but a type of "plastic" that Zhu Changyang had refined from tallow water.
The plastic sheet is arc-shaped, with a small opening on all sides and several ropes connected to the opening.
Zhu Changyang tied the ropes to the two ends of the rusty sword, and then fixed an iron tool under the opening of the plastic sheet. "Done."
Tan Tai Bu Qi looked puzzled: "What can this do?"
"It can fly." Zhu Changyang responded, and he made a gesture to send wind into the plastic sheet, making it swell up, and at the same time ignited the fuel in the iron.
"What a joke." Tan Tai Bu Qi's mouth twitched when he heard this, "Isn't this just a piece of cloth..."
Before he finished his words, the piece of "cloth" swelled into a huge ball and floated up.
Zhu Changyang gave Jun Shu a look, and Jun Shu nodded. He grasped the wheelhead that was stuck on the sword and exerted force, and the rusty sword was pulled out of the stone.
Then, Rusty Sword dragged the three people and flew upwards driven by the huge cloth ball.
Tan Tai Bu Qi: "...?"
Is this ok
Studio:
[Hahaha, it’s a hot air balloon! ]
[Technology is still needed at critical moments!]
[The person who created the magic circle would never have dreamed that the magic circle could be broken like this...]
The author has something to say:
Physics: Me again.
(End of this chapter)