134,Volume King(2/2)
Wen Yue suddenly understood. He was anxious to gather all the living souls and let Lu Laodao see it.
However, Wen Yue didn't understand why Old Dao Lu led him to the valley since he knew he was behind him.
"Why don't Fellow Daoist Lu lead me around in a circle?"
"There is a medicine field in this valley that is covered by a formation. I may not be able to break it even if I attack for several days. If fellow Daoist Wen joins me, I can break the formation quickly."
"In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, it would be good for a poor Taoist to give most of the benefits to fellow Taoist Wen." Mr. Lu looked at Wen Yue.
He is on the weaker side. Wen Yue is protected by ten-level evil ghosts who practice Qi, and he is a late-stage monk. If Wen Yue had murderous intentions, he would have already taken action when he met the Ruan brothers.
At that time, the map he took out was accurate.
Since Wen Yue didn't take action, Lu Laodao thought he could seek cooperation.
It is better to get a smaller share of the benefits if you contribute less, than to draw water from a bamboo basket and get nothing.
Wen Yue thought about the variables.
In fact, he didn't value elixirs very much. The elixirs he captured from Yuanling Sect disciples were very poor compared to the Yin Hun Dan, and basically only had a fraction of the potency of the Yin Hun Dan.
Even if you have the elixir and fairy grass, you can't make an elixir. If it's left in your own hands, it's just a resource that you can't use.
If eaten raw, it will take a long time to remove the impurities, regardless of whether the spiritual power accumulated in the herbs can be refined.
Seeing Wen Yue's hesitation, Mr. Lu remembered something and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Wen doesn't seem to be very interested in spiritual herbs."
"Actually, there is a blood pool recorded on the map, where many soul-born evil ghosts sank. Fellow Daoist Wen must need those things for his soul flag magic weapon."
Wen Yue's expression changed slightly, he looked at Mr. Lu and said, "Seriously?"
"It's absolutely true. I got this animal skin map from Fangshi. If you can find the elixir valley, it means that the blood pool is also there."
As he spoke, Mr. Lu threw the map over.
Wen Yue did not dare to take it directly with his hands, and activated the soul flag. The advanced evil ghost appeared and pinched half of the map and unfolded it in front of Wen Yue.
The blood pool is indeed recorded, but the blood pool is hidden in the main hall.
It records a secret passage into it, which allows people to enter through the defense in the hall.
"Don't be afraid, Fellow Daoist Wen. That black poison is the gatekeeper of the old Taoist family. I don't dare to harm Fellow Daoist Wen."
Wen Yue would not believe what Mr. Lu said. He said it nicely, but poisoning him would be a decisive decision.
"Okay, let's work together to open the formation."
"I will only take 40% of the elixir in the valley, and the rest will belong to Fellow Daoist Lu, and then I will leave."
"How does this make Daoist Wen get at least 60%..."
"No need to say more."
Wen Yue shook his head. It was Old Dao Lu who discovered this place first. He also gave him half a map to mark the location of the bleeding pool. It was really hard to ask for more resources.
Tushanjun looked up at the sky.
He was worried about leaving the elixir to someone else. If someone poisoned the elixir, or left some bugs or the like, wouldn't it mean that the banner master would be directly controlled by others?
But he has not yet come into contact with the art of alchemy, does he need to add another subject?
He counted on his fingers.
Refining alchemy, refining weapons, making talismans, exercises, spells, formations, refining ghosts, healing poisons, and teaching flag masters.
A whole nine subjects.
Tu Shanjun felt like he was dreaming back to his high school days, when he could only sleep five hours a day.
I just remembered that I don’t need to sleep now.
There is no need to worry about dying from overwork, you can seriously improve yourself.
On the other hand, when I think about it, I am already dead and still need to continue learning, and I suddenly feel a little miserable.
Having said that, the paper still needs to be written.
Chapter completed!