Chapter 85

"You go first, I'll go back." Zhu Xuanji turned back halfway.

Fei hurriedly said: "Let's go together, let's go together!"

The Zhou family ancestor naturally didn't want to fall behind and followed closely: "What did the God-Catcher Zhu discover?"

Zhu Xuanji just shook his head.

After a while, the three returned to the Flying Disc Workshop again.

Several workshop cultivators were repairing the roof.

Zhu Xuanji waved his hand, and the roof was lifted again.

The three Golden Cores flew down slowly.

"Ah, three lords!" Ning Zhuo and Chen Cha bowed again.

Zhu Xuanji ignored them, walked straight to Yuan Dasheng's corpse, and took out a bottle of medicine from his arms.

The moment he opened the bottle cap, the fragrance of the medicine drifted out, making everyone's heart shake.

Fei blurted out: "Top-grade elixir?"

Top-grade elixirs are extremely rare, and every top-grade elixir that can be refined requires the right time, place, and people. Even the maker cannot easily replicate this kind of success.

Zhu Xuanji was serious. He didn't hesitate to take out a heavy treasure just to verify what he was thinking.

Eyes converged on him, and he carefully dripped a drop of medicine.

The medicine fell on Yuan Dasheng's corpse and penetrated instantly.

Zhu Xuanji and the others waited for a long time, but saw no changes.

Zhu Xuanji sighed: "This old ape's mind has not been influenced by any external forces recently. This self-detonation of the fire persimmon forest was really its mistake."

Fei's expression collapsed, as if to say, just this?

The Zhou family ancestor nodded lightly.

Zhu Xuanji didn't even look at the others, turned and left, flying into the air.

Fei and the Zhou family ancestor followed.

The three Golden Cores left again.

Ning Zhuo and Chen Cha continued to deal with Yuan Dasheng's corpse.

Chen Cha found that Ning Zhuo's movements were slow, his face was pale, and his breath was weak, so he couldn't help but care: "Little Zhuo, in these days, you have been rushing to make mechanical monkeys, participating in the Fire Persimmon Festival, ordered by Fei to threaten Yuan Er to hand over Yuan Dasheng. Finally, you faced the pressure of three Golden Core cultivators twice."

"You are too tired, go home and have a good rest. I'll handle it here."

Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly and waved his hand, wiping the fine sweat from his forehead.

"Let me slow down first." He stopped what he was doing, found a stool, and sat down to gasp.

A strong lingering fear struck his heart, making fine cold sweat ooze from his forehead again.

The situation just now was very dangerous!

"Just a little bit, just a little bit..."

He had finished extracting the blood from Yuan Dasheng's body, and the three Golden Cores arrived to investigate Yuan Dasheng's corpse.

Afterwards, the three Golden Core cultivators returned, and if Ning Zhuo had really used the Buddha Heart Demon Seal to influence Yuan Dasheng, it would have been terrible.

Time returned to a few days ago.

To deal with the crisis of life and death, Ning Zhuo thought hard and racked his brains.

Yuan Dasheng was very strong!

It also had the protection of the Monkey Head Gang.

Fighting hard was definitely the worst strategy.

"And borrowing a knife to kill someone means exposing Yuan Dasheng to other forces..."

Not to mention how to calculate other forces to embarrass the Monkey Head Gang, if someone else discovered Yuan Dasheng's value, Ning Zhuo would be lifting a rock to hit his own feet.

The biggest limitation was Zhu Xuanji.

Zhu Xuanji possessed the Root-Tracing Technique!

If Ning Zhuo used the Buddha Heart Demon Seal to directly influence Yuan Dasheng, Zhu Xuanji only needed to trace the root of Yuan Dasheng's corpse to find the closely related object—Ning Zhuo.

This was equivalent to active exposure.

"How can I save myself?"

Ning Zhuo thought hard and racked his brains!

He was trapped in the abyss of thinking.

A strong sense of loneliness enveloped him, making him feel abandoned by the whole world.

No one knew his true situation. He couldn't confide, nor could he rely on anyone.

Fate was cold and cruel, placing a strong enemy like Yuan Dasheng in front of him, letting him fight to the death.

Looking at the overall situation, he could only fight alone!

When thinking of countermeasures, strong emotions would always arise spontaneously.

Helplessness, loss, despair, thirst for survival, anger, hatred, unwillingness to fail his mother's will, rebellious desire for challenge...

Ning Zhuo had to be vigilant about these emotions at all times, try to eliminate the interference of emotions, and think calmly and objectively.

He had to find possibilities in the impossible!

It also had to be successful at once, and be extremely meticulous. Because once the design had flaws, he would inevitably set himself on fire and seek his own death.

"I still have a lot of key information that I haven't investigated clearly."

"For example, how did it get its Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Technique? How many layers are there?"

"Wait a minute... Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Technique!"

Ning Zhuo, who was thinking, was stunned, and then his eyes flashed.

Yes, Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Technique.

Once this demon technique is activated, it can extract blood energy and condense blood energy fascia.

Used on oneself, it can strengthen action ability and bring a certain defense.

Used on others, it can use one's own blood energy to erode and pollute others' blood energy. Once a large amount of blood energy fascia is created inside and outside the body, it can be imprisoned or even controlled.

At this moment, Ning Zhuo seemed to see a glimmer of hope in the endless darkness.

"I can use blood energy to penetrate and influence it."

"Of course, not my blood energy. If different blood energies conflict, Yuan Dasheng will definitely be able to detect it."

"I can use its own blood energy!"

Ning Zhuo certainly couldn't draw blood from Yuan Dasheng. However, the latter had monkeys and grandchildren!

"Even if these monkeys and grandchildren have their respective mother monkeys' blood on them. But as long as I collect enough, I can use alchemy means to purify and extract the blood energy closest to Yuan Dasheng itself."

Ning Zhuo thought to this point, and faced another problem—could Yuan Dasheng detect this homologous blood energy?

"Can it be subtle?"

Ning Zhuo thought deeply and felt that the possibility was not high.

"Yuan Dasheng practiced two techniques."

"One is the Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Technique, the source is unknown, at least the third layer of Refining Essence."

"One is the Five Elements Qi Law Technique, obtained from the Dharma-Transmitting Bell, practiced to the peak of the third layer of Qi Refining, so it could enter the Immortal Palace with its soul."

"Besides this, it is impossible for it to practice other techniques!"

To enter the Immortal Palace during the Qi Refining stage, one needs to disperse all other techniques! Unless it is the Mirror Platform Psychic Technique, Five Elements Qi Law Technique, or Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Technique.

Only when the Five Elements Qi Law Technique reaches the peak of the third layer of Qi Refining can it trigger the mechanism of soul entering the Immortal Palace.

If Yuan Dasheng had other techniques, it could only be the Mirror Platform Psychic Technique. Once it had cultivation in this area, it would inevitably be displayed on the leaderboard.

But on the Refining Spirit leaderboard, there is only Ning Zhuo's pseudonym until now.

"Without Refining Spirit techniques, relying only on Five Elements magic power and Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Technique, it is impossible to be subtle."

"According to information, Yuan Dasheng itself is not good at using magic tools and prefers close combat, fully exerting the power of the flesh."

"Betting on this, the certainty is not small."

Ning Zhuo had no other way, and could only bet that Yuan Dasheng had no other means and could not be subtle.