Collecting the corpse for the emperor, my cultivation base will skyrocket for ten thousand years!

Seeing the information displayed by the system, Lin Wudao's eyes burst into a deep light, and the calm heart lake couldn't help but set off a wave of waves.

This is the most powerful weapon he obtained from collecting the corpse!

Although the quality is only the lowest, it is still an extreme weapon, and the extreme power it unleashes is far from what the imperial spirit weapon can match.

Both, one sky, one earth!

"System, is there a quality division for Jidao Lingbing?"

"Of course there is!"

"Any divine object or treasure in the world has a quality distinction. Right now, the Great Wild Ding Ding has only nine extreme restrictions engraved on it, and its quality is the lowest."

"Every time nine extreme restrictions are engraved, the quality can be increased by a small level!"

"If 81 extreme prohibitions are engraved, it belongs to the top extreme weapon..."

That's it!

After a systematic explanation, Lin Wudao had a general understanding of Jidao weapons.

"Then why is this great wild tripod in a damaged state?"

"Because it was originally broken!"

"The system is only strengthened ten times for its level, so when the level is raised, it is still in the original damaged state, and the host can repair it through the luck value."

"How much?"

Lin Wudao glanced at his luck value and asked carefully.

"Not much, 25 million!"

hehe~

Hearing this number, Lin Wudao felt his teeth ache.

He just searched the treasure house of the Taixuan Sect, and only got a total of 30 luck points. Now that he is repairing the Great Desolation Cauldron, he will have to remove more than half of it?

It's not warm yet!

"Attention the host, this great wild tripod is currently in a state of serious damage, and if it cannot withstand the impact of the extreme power, it is very likely to collapse."

uh~

Is it necessary for me to fix it?

"System, I would like to ask, how much luck is needed to cultivate the first level of the "Ancient Classic of Ferrying Evil"?"

"One hundred thousand!"

so many?

Although he had expected it in his heart, when he heard the number, he still couldn't help being a little shocked.

after all!

The level of the Ancient Sutra of Ferrying Evil is too high, and it belongs to the method of immortality. Even if it is the lowest mortal volume, if you want to practice successfully, you need great wisdom and perseverance.

With his aptitude, if he cultivated hard on his own, he might not be able to make a mortal roll in his whole life...

"With my current luck value, what level can I cultivate to?"

"Second floor!"

Hearing this, Lin Wudao fell into deep thought.

"The Ancient Sutra of Ferrying Evil: Mortal Volume" is divided into twelve layers in total, and only when one reaches the third layer can one be regarded as an entry-level, initially condensing the Golden Body of Ferrying Evil.

Right now, his luck value is only enough to cultivate to the second level, obviously not up to Lin Wudao's expectation.

"Repair the Great Desolate Cauldron!"

finally.

He chose to restore the Great Desolation Cauldron.

After all, it is an extreme spiritual weapon, so it will greatly improve his combat power.

[Ding, the host consumed 25 luck points and successfully repaired the extreme spirit soldier Great Desolation Cauldron! 】

hum~

Accompanied by the system's notification sound, a mysterious ray of light flashed across, and the hideous and terrifying crack on the top of the Great Wild Cauldron disappeared in an instant.

When the rays of light disappeared, an ancient cauldron exuding a vast aura of extreme aura floated in the system space. Looking at it at a glance, it gave people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Even under the influence of the extreme breath, Lin Wudao's soul is trembling...

"Extreme weapons, so terrifying!"

He took a deep breath.

Only by truly mastering the ultimate weapon can one appreciate its power.

With it in hand, Lin Wudao felt that he could suppress and kill the strong in the Realm of Guizhen!

……

"There is still luck left, what can I use it for?"

Lin Wudao swept to the system panel again.

finally.

He still chose to continue to improve the Barbarian Dragon Mahamudra!

It's always good to have great power.

"System, how much luck is needed to cultivate the Savage Dragon Mahamudra to the state of Dzogchen?"

"One hundred thousand!"

Not enough~

Lin Wudao frowned slightly.

"Sacrifice the Xuanyuan Ding!"

"Ding, you sacrificed Xuanyuan Ding, the emperor's spiritual weapon, and gained luck!"

"Upgrade the Savage Dragon Mahamudra!"

"Ding, you have spent one hundred thousand luck points and successfully cultivated the savage dragon mahamudra to the state of Dzogchen. You can strike the power of thirty ancient savage dragons with one palm!"

"The host is currently cultivating in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and he can use the big handprint of the savage dragon. He can compete with the strong in the early days of Tongtian and remain invincible..."

Can't kill?

Lin Wudao was a little surprised.

"It seems that the gap between the God Transformation Realm and the Heavenly Reaching Realm is huge..."

He whispered to himself.

Although a little disappointed, but not too entangled.

After carefully counting the harvest of this trip to Taixuanmen, Lin Wudao drove the spirit boat, spent most of the day, and finally returned to Yuanzhou Town Magic Division.

……

Reaching for the stars!

When Lin Wudao came here, he saw Zhao Mang and Han Qingshan waiting anxiously.

"Master, you are finally back!"

"Hallmaster, you disappeared for a day, I thought you were revenged by the Lu family..."

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just went out for a walk!"

"Next, we may have to leave the ancient city of Tianyuan and go to the county under the jurisdiction of the Temple of Hunting Demons. You all pack up and get ready to leave at any time."

"Yes!"

Zhao Mang and Han Qingshan bowed in response.

"By the way, Zhao Mang, your strength is still too weak. I happened to get a Promise Pill, which can greatly improve your cultivation."

"I hope you don't let me down!"

talking room.

Lin Wudao flipped out a jade bottle and handed it to Zhao Mang.

Promise Creation Pill?

Zhao Mang's heart was shocked, his eyes showed boundless surprise.

"Thank you, Hall Master!"

He prostrated himself.

"Well, get up~"

Done.

Lin Wudao walked into the room and began to meditate.

Chapter 45 Tushan Damo!

Lu family!

After learning that Lin Wudao had returned to Zhenmasi, Lu Qinghou hurried to Lu Cangmang's courtyard, his expression still quite gloomy.

There was a sharp and fierce light in his eyes!

"Old ancestor, Lin Wudao has returned to Zhenmagic Division."

"Do you know where you went?"

"I don't know!"

Lu Qinghou shook his head.

In fact, they have been sending people to follow Lin Wudao, but they disappeared without a trace halfway, and they don't even know how the other party disappeared.

For this, Lu Qinghou can only attribute it to Lin Wudao's methods that are different from ordinary people...

"Continue to pay close attention!"

"Lin Wudao, this son, is too cruel and venomous. If he killed my Lu family's Tianjiao's hatred, let it go like this. This old man must pay with his blood."

"But the old ancestor..."

"It's nothing to worry about. I have my own way to deal with Lin Wudao. You don't have to worry about this matter."

Say it.

Lu Cangmang ignored Lu Qinghou's suspicious expression and walked out of the courtyard.

In a moment!

He came to a secret room in the back mountain!

The secret room is not big.

There are no other arrangements in it, and it is full of decaying atmosphere, obviously it has not been cleaned for a long time.

In the very center, there is a black silk cloth, which seems to be covering something...

Whoa!

Standing there in silence for a long time, Lu Cangmang seemed to have made up his mind, and immediately took a deep breath, and tremblingly slowly tore off the black silk cloth.

Suddenly, an ancient and mysterious stone statue came into view.

The stone statue has a hideous and terrifying shape!

From the outside, it doesn't seem to be a human being. It has a body that looks like a black dragon, and a human head, exuding an ancient and evil aura.

"Tushan Damo~"

Looking at the mysterious stone statue in front of him, Lu Cangmang's body trembled uncontrollably.