12dz 98 Blood Array Refining
98 Blood Array Refining
Xu Yan was very curious, but the people in the ruins of the Immortal Workshop kept busy and never got to the point.
He was tired of watching it and couldn't cultivate, so he simply took out his phone and played a match-3 game.
After dragging on until nearly midnight, things finally started to change.
A dozen or so people separated from the crowd and gathered around the pile of corpses, each guarding a flag.
Huh?
Xu Yan suddenly realized something.
There were a total of eight flags and eight banners around the pile of corpses. The flags and banners were arranged alternately and were mixed together, making them difficult to see clearly. However, if you only look at the flags or banners, it seems to be the position of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams)!
He immediately retrieved the basic knowledge of formations left by He Tiannan from his sea of consciousness, and the more he read it, the more it seemed to make sense.
However, Xu Yan had never studied formations in detail and didn't understand even the basics. He could only watch the show by guessing and making assumptions.
The key? What is that?
Master Cheng was not good at formations and probably couldn't understand them either, but Xu Yan still recorded the whole scene in detail.
As midnight approached, a guy who looked like a leader stood in the Kun position... or rather, the Kun position, raising his hands in a prayer-like gesture.
Just as midnight arrived, the man seemed to roar, and the cultivators guarding the pile of corpses simultaneously channeled their true essence into the banner. The array patterns drawn on the ground immediately glowed with a dark red blood light, and a thick layer of blood quickly enveloped the pile of corpses.
A moment later, the pile of corpses suddenly became restless—yes, restless!
Upon closer inspection, the piled-up corpses were writhing restlessly.
Xu Yan almost choked on his saliva.
What is this thing?
It's been exactly seven days since the accident. Has the whole group come back to life?
However, this is only the beginning.
The cultivators on the periphery cast spells in unison, and the dark red light suddenly intensified. The revived corpses devoured each other and merged together like melting ice cream.
Holy crap, what's going on here?
Xu Yan had watched many zombie movies, and his psychological threshold was much higher than that of ordinary people. Even so, his scalp tingled, and it felt as if a taut string in his mind was about to snap.
He had only ever heard of raising gu with insects. With so many corpses devouring each other, what kind of creature could be raised?
Xu Yan wanted to find out the truth, but the corpse pile merged much slower than he had imagined.
Even so, he dared not return to the inner cave.
He had been planning to leave once the Blood Demon Cult members were gone and the outside world was completely safe, but given the current situation, how could he dare to go out casually?
In addition, Xu Yan originally thought that the complex structure of the cave would make it safe enough to hide here, but now he dared not think so. Who knows how many strange spells the Blood Demon Cult is hiding?
Thinking of this, he immediately felt an extreme sense of urgency and wrote a request to the local authorities to send a batch of high-strength cement over as quickly as possible.
It's the kind that's pre-mixed in the correct proportions, so you just need to add water and stir it before using it.
Xu Yan was also busy, finding all the unnecessary side tunnels and marking them in advance.
He didn't know that the camera could only capture things that existed in a physical sense. If he were at the scene, he would see countless malevolent ghosts and evil spirits floating out from the pile of corpses.
They bared their teeth and claws and charged wildly, but were immediately drawn away by the surrounding banners.
As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight fell, the pile of corpses that had been churning all night fell silent.
Xu Yan also received a real-world gift package, which included cement, a large number of stones, and a small mixer.
Without stopping, the great writer Xu immediately sealed off all unnecessary passages, making them appear as if they had collapsed, to avoid leaving any loopholes.
Finally, only an inconspicuous corner was left as a passage, blocked by a boulder weighing several tons, which had to be moved to get in and out.
Along with the cement, several bottles of captured elixirs were also brought back, all intended to enhance cultivation.
What Xu Yan lacks is not true essence, but time!
Later that day, the reconnaissance balloon malfunctioned.
Xu Yan also had a reconnaissance balloon, but felt it would be a waste to release it, so he simply got two bionic robotic fish from the real world.
The system is programmed to swim to the vicinity of Xianfang, surface to monitor the activity on the shore, and then transmit the wireless signal back to the cave via a pre-set repeater.
By having two fish take turns monitoring, continuous monitoring can be achieved around the clock.
Even if the guy surnamed Yan discovers it, the worst they'll lose is one robotic fish.
For a period of time afterward, Xu Yan mostly stayed in the cave to cultivate, only coming out to observe when he had free time.
The pile of corpses lay dormant during the day and devoured each other at night. After only a few days, the flesh and blood in the magic circle had been reduced to less than one-tenth, revealing a strange and inexplicable color.
It's easy to guess that the Blood Demon Cult is planning to refine something.
This touched on Xu Yan's blind spot again.
He knew about alchemy using herbs and crafting weapons from ores, but he had never heard of anything useful being made from rotten flesh.
Bone fragments?
That thing doesn't need to be refined!
Or perhaps they were wrong from the start, and the Blood Demon Cult was actually cultivating some kind of microorganism using secret methods?
Well, in terms of cultivation terminology, it seems to be called poisonous gu.
Seven days later, only a small clump of rotten flesh remained in the magic circle, weighing about a few hundred pounds.
That evening, a new development occurred: Yan Qiao, whom we hadn't seen for many days, suddenly appeared and threw a cultivator into the magic array.
The previously dormant mass of flesh immediately enveloped the person and, in a short while, completely devoured him.
Yan Qiao nodded in satisfaction and transformed into a streak of light, flying away.
The Blood Demon Cult members continued to activate the formation, and the red light enveloped the rotting flesh until dawn.
Xu Yan was even more confused. What kind of crazy move was this?
Next, the man surnamed Yan would feed it every few days, and the lump of meat would calm down for a while after each feeding.
It seems that the higher the cultivation level of the cultivator being fed, the longer the period of quiet remains.
Xu Yan took the opportunity to send the information he had collected during this period back to the real world, hoping that Master Cheng could provide some useful information.
As expected, they knew nothing.
It's not surprising, really. There wasn't a single clue in the information left by He Tiannan, which speaks volumes.
Day after day, more than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Xu Yan tried repeatedly but could not find the key to enlightenment. However, after unremitting efforts, he finally accumulated enough true essence to advance and proudly entered the tenth level of Qi Refining!
From this day forward, I have also achieved perfect Qi cultivation!
Xu Yan thought to himself with a touch of smugness.
After meditating cross-legged for a while to consolidate his cultivation, he saw that it was almost time and was about to check the situation outside when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, the ground beneath his feet trembled incessantly, and even the pool of water rippled.
It's been a while since we've had such a tremor. Who is that guy surnamed Yan fighting with this time?
A short scream suddenly came from the small hole where the mother and daughter were being housed. Xu Yan snapped out of her daze and quickly went to take a look.
The stove was overturned, and some grain was spilled, but the mother and daughter were unharmed, only a little frightened.