"A higher stage. There are ranks above demigods." Zhang Yuanqing didn't care about the other functions of the life source liquid and the demon refining pot, and asked:

"What is the higher stage, how do you know these."

There are still ranks in the demigod stage, which he vaguely guessed in his heart, but I am afraid that even the official elders may not know the information about the demon pot and Emperor Wa.

With the personality of the palace lord, how could he know these secrets?

Holding the bronze pot in his hand, the master of Zhisha Palace looked away, looked over with full eyes, and sighed:

"It was your father who told me that the Xiaoyao Organization is more powerful than you imagined. The four of them were the first to unlock the secrets of the spirit realm. It is precisely because of this that none of the four ended well.

"Yuanshi, I will tell you in the future, but not now, I don't want you to make the same mistakes."

After finishing speaking, the loss and sadness in her eyes disappeared, her mood changed 180 degrees, and she smiled cheerfully like a little girl:

"A lot of divine liquid, share the spoils, share the spoils~"

Undo the lid of the bronze pot, pat the body of the pot lightly, the source of life liquid in the puddle pours up and pours into the pot.

"These don't seem to be life essence?" Zhang Yuanqing said.

He didn't sense the majestic vitality, the power of these liquids was restrained and did not leak out in the slightest.

"Of course not. The original liquid of life is what they have diluted. In other words, these liquids are the real original liquid of life. It is the root of Nuwa's creation of life. A demigod-level musician can only condense a dozen taels a year. It can bring the dead back to life , can change the vitality of the corpse, even the ghost corpse can be resurrected, um, I mean the resurrection of the physical body. With these original liquids, I can heal the damaged spirit body." She said happily:

"It won't be crazy, wait until I cure the spirit body, if there is any leftover, I will give it to you."

She seemed very happy and talked a lot.

Zhang Yuanqing felt inexplicable pity in his heart, and he said forget it, then it will all belong to you.

Immediately, he looked at the puddle. Although the golden life source liquid was taken away, there was still a layer of light golden flesh and blood in the puddle. This was the tender red flesh that had been soaked for a long time and was dyed golden.

The master of the killing palace took out a small silver knife, squatted down, rolled up his sleeves, held the knife in his white hands, and carefully scraped them off.

"I took the demon refining pot, and I will give you these treasures." She said, "Don't underestimate these things. They need the accumulation of life essence for a long time to form. These are the essences."

While speaking, she dug out the soft "golden mud", and dexterously squeezed out an ugly little clay figurine with her little hands.

He raised his eyes and smiled, "Does it look like you?"

Nuwa and I couldn't help being silent. Zhang Yuanqing asked directly: "What's the use of it?"

Palace Mistress Yan Ran said:

"One day you will be killed, as long as you protect your spirit body, it will become your other body. Well, it is not you yet, just drip blood, put it into a bronze pot and refine it for seven to forty-nine days. .�

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's hand presumptuously, cut open his fingertip with the knife edge stained with golden silt, and dripped a bead of blood on it.

She lifted the lid of the bronze pot again, stuffed the clay figurine into it, and said happily, "Okay!"

Is it equivalent to one more life? That is indeed better than obtaining the source of life liquid. After all, the source of life liquid can only heal and cannot defend the enemy, and the clay figurine can make me go back to the city. Zhang Yuanqing was satisfied for a while, and suddenly asked:

"Then if I come back from the dead, will the items in the inventory still be there?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked at her, she also looked at Zhang Yuanqing, no one said a word.

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