Mirdan sand is a kind of spiritual material without attributes, or "illusion" attributes are more accurate, because this kind of spiritual sand is made of magic Mirdan, meteor sand, and grinding. The method of making is simple, but because Mirdan is difficult to find, if this thing needs someone in urgent need, the price will be quite high.

Zhang Shiping took a trace of the silver debris sifted out of the sand pill sand, pinched it, and found that his body, which still had some of the medicine power of the "Norwolve Qinger Pill", suddenly felt uncomfortable. He immediately wiped the silver debris in his hand, and then took an orange-yellow pill.

Zhang Shiping looked at the silver debris floating in front of him, his eyes flashed. The silver debris slowly gathered together and formed a small silver ball the size of a longan. Zhang Shiping put the silver poison pill into a brocade box, put the talisman on it with precious and heavy place, and then his divine mind wrapped the brocade box and put it in the storage bag. Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness then swept the brocade box a few times and remembered the patterns on it clearly, in case that he would remember it wrong after a long time.

Zhang Shiping took out the bronze lamp and lit it. He pinched two middle-grade fire spirit stones with red light in his hand, sat cross-legged, absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit stones and restoring his magic power.

An hour later, Zhang Shiping walked out of the tree hole with a radiant light and flew towards the direction where the old turtle was.

Not long after, Zhang Shiping came back. He had been like this for several days in a row. Zhang Shiping was trapped by the magic circle and could not chase it out or escape. He repeatedly consumed the third-level old turtle, not allowing him to rest for more time and restore his lost mana. With every move they took, the magic circle arranged under the Black Water Pool would continuously absorb the blood and soul of the old turtle.

Therefore, on the second day, the old turtle was already very violent when she saw Zhang Shiping, and she did not look like a wise old man before. After consuming it dozens of times, the old turtle was already exhausted and lying on the pool, looking listless.

At this time, Zhang Shiping really activated his natal magic weapon and ruthlessly suppressed the silver-armored tortoise. At this time, silver flames lit up all over the body, like a silver ball of fire. It originally wanted to put all its head and tail into the tortoise shell, but its head and limbs were tied into the chains, and it could not do this.

However, when Zhang Shiping urged his pagoda to absorb the silver flame, the old turtle had already exhausted its energy and had little magic power left, so how could it activate the silver flame for a long time?

After the last wisp of silver flame escaped from the old turtle and was absorbed by the Flame Fallen Spirit Pagoda, the old turtle said in despair: "Fellow Taoist, this fellow Taoist, I am willing to drive the fellow Taoist, please stay with me!"

A pagoda fell from the sky and hit the old turtle hard on the cover of the head, killing him instantly.

After seeing it for many days, there was a harvest. Zhang Shiping looked a little excited, looking at the already extinct silver-armored tortoise, stretching out his five fingers to constrain his soul. The souls of the third-level monster and the Jindan real person are a little stronger than those of the low-level cultivator, and are rare materials for alchemy and weapon refining. As for the physical body, let alone, it is full of treasures.

The white smoke spread out from the old turtle, and gradually formed a small silver-armed tortoise. However, the turtle's eyes were dull, and compared with the normal golden elixir soul, it lacked the inspiration.

After the death of the Jindan monk, his soul will leave his body. If there are low-level monks next to him, or the corpse of a monk who has just died, or even a soulless body, they will have the opportunity to take over it and occupy it in the second life.

However, once they seized the body, for some reason, their remaining life span will be greatly reduced. With Zhang Shiping's current situation, he has about 600 years of life. If he abandons his body and occupies other people's body, no matter how well that body matches him, after the body is successful, his life span will be only about 300 years. But if he takes over the body for the second time, it will not be the remaining life span of 150 years. For some reason, even if he can take over the body for the second time, he will die suddenly.

Seeing that the silver-armored tortoise demon soul with no inspiration, Zhang Shiping took out a jade bottle with a soul-raising array engraved all over his body. The mouth of the bottle faced the demon soul, and in an inaudible sound, he chanted a few words. A small airflow appeared at the mouth of the jade bottle. The silver-armored tortoise demon soul flew into the bottle along the swirl.

After doing this, Zhang Shiping was sure that the silver-armored tortoise was actually dead. His face was unhappy. He looked at the corpse of the demon turtle that was several feet tall, the black and white lotus not far from it, the chain on the demon turtle's body, and the deep black iron pillar dozens of feet tall behind the chain.

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One day later, the black water pool was in a mess. The deep black iron pillar that was dozens of feet high and needed more than a dozen people to embrace was gone, and the black and white lotus was dug up by Zhang Shiping and the lotus roots. Zhang Shiping carefully cleaned up all the traces he left over the past few days. After seeing that there was nothing missing, he left with confidence.

After flying dozens of miles away from this place, he fell down in a remote and deserted hill.

Zhang Shiping threw out a corpse that was completely unrecognizable and broken into two pieces after several days. Because after several days, Zhang Shiping did not seal it with a talisman, the two corpses already had a rotten smell.

He held a white handkerchief in his hand and bent down to look at the unrecognizable corpse. Although his face was blurry, it could be seen that the man was not old. The corpse was tied with several circles of ropes tightly on his waist. He broke open the man's hand and saw that the man was holding a stalk in his hand. Judging from his appearance, it should be a Ganoderma lucidum. It seemed that he was not low in age, but now there was only the residual handle left, and he was stained with the stinky corpse, which was not worth much at all.

Zhang Shiping picked up the broken end of the rope tied to the man, and saw that the broken part above was clearly cut by a sharp weapon. Seeing this, Zhang Shiping guessed in his heart what happened between the two people.

He looked at the young man who was temporarily placed together by Zhang Shiping. He had a small horn on his forehead, about an inch long, and his whole body was covered with a layer of faint black scales. Zhang Shiping had seen this look on the corpse boy killed by Qi Feng decades ago, so this person attracted Zhang Shiping's attention.

Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness swept through the two of them. Apart from some broken silver, there were only two blue-black iron-wood signs representing their identities. The token had their names written on the front, and the signature behind them was the four words "Sugu Fengjia".
Chapter completed!