Killing a demonic asura that was only one step away from becoming a blood demon so easily not only messed up the formation of the other four asuras, but even Sixth Brother Lei was shocked. In particular, the lightning spell that descended from the sky made Sixth Brother Lei secretly wonder how many more tricks his new master had yet to use.
Lu Ping killed the leading asura with a lightning strike. The remaining four asuras immediately realized that something was wrong and turned to escape. However, there was no way Lu Ping and the others would let them do as they wished.
The Samling's combined strength was enough to completely suppress the weakest asura. Lu Qin-er let out a long cry and spread her wings, blocking a asura that was trying to escape from Sixth Brother Lei. Then, Sixth Brother Lei went up to hold it back.
Lu Ping's dual flying swords were all transferred to a asura that was starting to fight for its life. However, before the other asura could escape, Changliu Sword had already slashed towards the asura's head with an unparalleled sword Qi.
The asura did not expect Lu Ping's reaction to be so fast. However, the asura was already very powerful, and it was also a wind asura. It spun around and turned into a cloud of sand that scattered in all directions. For a moment, no one knew where the asura was hiding.
However, Lu Ping's Changliu Sword did not stop at all. Instead, the sword-light became even sharper and greater. Lu Ping flipped the sword over and slapped down with the back of the sword.
Sharp sword Qi shot in all directions, and painful roars could be heard from all directions. Layers of sand gathered, and when the wind asura reappeared, it was already riddled with holes. Although it had dodged Changliu Sword's flying slash, just the aftermath of the sword Qi had caused it to be heavily injured. When it looked at Lu Ping again, its gaze was filled with fear.
However, it saw a trace of contempt and mockery in Lu Ping's eyes. Before it could wake up from Lu Ping's gaze, it did not notice that behind Changliu Sword, there was a hidden wave that was concealed by Changliu Sword's sword force.
The wind asura's eyes suddenly widened. When it looked down, a blue flying sword had pierced its chest. The flying sword then stirred, and a huge hole appeared in its body that had been pierced.
Layers of sand appeared on its body again, but this time, Changliu Sword arrived first. The wind asura's head flew high into the air, and its entire body suddenly collapsed into a gust of wind that blew in all directions. However, Lu Ping caressed the air casually, and the wind in the air immediately calmed down. A sand-like object condensed in Lu Ping's hand. This was the companion magic treasure that the Wind asura had condensed. After the Wind asura had died, it had become a superior refining spiritual material.
It was a pity that the Wind asura did not grow into a blood asura. Otherwise, this companion magic treasure would have become a companion spiritual treasure. After being modified by a refining grandmaster, it could also unleash the power of a seventh or eighth-tier spiritual treasure in the hands of a cultivator.
Of course, if there really was a Blood Shura, most of them would not be a match for it, let alone think about killing it.
At this time, the other three asuras no longer had the power to resist the combined forces of Lu Ping and the others, and were beheaded by Lu Ping and the others.
"It seems that many things have happened in the past five years. I just don't know how big the Mara Disaster is in the Western Wilderness, whether it has spread to other places, and what is the current situation in the North Sea."
Lu Ping watched Lu Ling 'er happily put away the companion magic treasures of the asuras, and could not help but feel worried.
Before he left the Ying Shan Immortal Academy, although the Mara there had been weakened after the battle at the Abundant Jade Swamp, it was still the first place in the entire Central Plains where the Mara Disaster broke out. In a few years, no one knew if there would be a large number of Mara there.
"I don't know about other places, but it seems that the situation in the Western Wilderness is not good. Otherwise, the Pegasus and Koi Clan would not have ignored the opening of the river source."
Sixth Brother Lei looked around for a moment before continuing, "Logically speaking, we should have already stepped into the territory of the Green Hill Foxes from where we are right now. Moreover, we're already deep into the territory of the Green Hill Foxes. However, not only have we not discovered a single patrolling fox along the way, we've even been ambushed by the five-headed demon. Looks like the situation of the Green Hill Foxes isn't very good. Even if they haven't been exterminated, they're probably trapped on Green Hill."
Lu Ping knew that Sixth Brother Lei had come to the Western Wilderness from the Central Plains to avoid the disaster, so he was more familiar with the Western Wilderness than himself. Since he said so, the situation should not be wrong. However, when Lu Ping heard him mention the Nine-hill Foxes, he thought of the little sand fox he had encountered when he first came to the Western Wilderness. He did not know how it was now.
Hopefully, it could survive this catastrophe. However, when he parted with the little sand fox, he had discovered that there were high-grade cultivators of the Fox Clan rushing over, presumably looking for the little sand fox. In this case, the little sand fox should have some status in the Fox Clan. With the protection of a high-grade fox, its chances of survival were undoubtedly much higher, unless Green Hill was also captured by Mara.
After Lu Ping opened the door of the House of Gold and sent Samling and the others back, he did not rush to leave. Instead, he patted his chest, and Linglong came out from behind Lu Ping.
Lu Ping looked at Linglong with some distrust and asked doubtfully, "Is it really possible?"
Linglong glared at Lu Ping and suddenly jumped up, saying, "What's with that look? If you don't believe me, then forget it. I don't want to waste the effort. Isn't it better to directly use your Qi in the core space of your heart to nurture it? "
Lu Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the little girl. In the end, he could only say, "Alright, alright, I'm just ignorant and inexperienced. I've never heard of anyone being able to absorb spiritual energy from Mo Luo to form a spirit meridian. This matter sounds too shocking. How come I've never heard of such a thing in the cultivation world for more than 10,000 years? And I've never heard you mention it before?"
Linglong raised her head proudly and said, "It's all because your cultivation level is too low. If you had the cultivation level of the Dharma Stage, Linglong's body would not have taken so long to fully recover, and Linglong would not have to wait until now to realize that she still has a method to form a Spirit Pulse from Mara. However, in the world of cultivation, Linglong is not the only treasure that can absorb Qi from Mara to form a Spirit Pulse. It's just that these treasures have been kept for themselves, and no one else knows about it."
Lu Ping narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he asked Ling Long in a deep voice, "Ling Long, do you know anyone in the cultivation world who knows of such a method to extract the spirit vein from Mo Luo's body?"
Linglong rolled her eyes and said, "Where else? The Five Holy Lands definitely know about this method."
"What about the other sects?"
"Other sects? I don't know. Probably none. I can't remember. "
Lu Ping nodded thoughtfully. After all, the artifact spirit of a treasure had not become a Natural Spirit. As time passed, the artifact spirit would lose its spirituality. A few thousand years was enough for Linglong to forget many things.
In reality, if Linglong had not been brought out of the Yingtian Dojo by Tianlin Laozu, in another few hundred to a thousand years, Linglong's spirituality would have been destroyed. At that time, Linglong's wine cauldron would have become a Spirit Nurturing Treasure again.
Only after a treasure had gone through three Thunder Tribulations would it become a Pure Yang treasure. The artifact spirit would accumulate enough Pure Yang Qi, and then the artifact spirit would be able to merge with the body and become a Natural Spirit, possessing all the instincts of the Demon Clan and the Human Clan.
However, in order for a treasure to overcome the Thunder Tribulations, it would need the help of a cultivator. A treasure could not cultivate on its own and could only accumulate power through the nurturing of a cultivator.
Although Lu Ping did not learn from Linglong about the sects that had the means to condense a spirit vein from Mara, Lu Ping could instinctively sense that there was something hidden. If this was exposed, it might be able to lead to something extraordinary.
Shaking his head, Lu Ping put these thoughts aside and a palm-sized wine cauldron appeared in his hand.
Tossing Linglong's wine cauldron up, Linglong transformed into a beam of light and entered the wine cauldron. Next, the wine cauldron began to slowly spin in the air.
Invisible fluctuations spread out from Lu Ping's divine sense. Immediately, Lu Ping felt faint waves of spiritual energy gathering towards Linglong's wine cauldron.
Asuras were bloodthirsty and demonic cultivators devoured souls. However, regardless of whether it was an asura or a demonic cultivator, they all had a common characteristic — spirit devouring.
When Mara was hiding, he would often find a spirit vein and devour it to recuperate. Because of this, every asura was a condensation of spiritual energy essence. After an asura or demonic cultivator died, aside from returning to their original source, the spiritual energy essence within their body would gradually disperse. In a short period of time, the spiritual energy near the place where Mara died would significantly increase.
After the Calamity of Mara, the surviving Mara would often find spirit veins in desolate places and hide there. The cultivation world would also often encircle and annihilate the surviving Mara on a large scale. Every time they found a place where Mara gathered, it would mean the discovery of a spirit vein.
Therefore, after every Mara Calamity, the cultivation world was always able to quickly recover its strength. The reason for this was the discovery of these spirit veins.
Linglong's wine cauldron originally had the effect of condensing spirit veins. However, this effect lasted for too long. If the wine cauldron targeted these fallen Mara, the time for the wine cauldron to condense spirit veins would undoubtedly be greatly shortened.
After half a day, the wine cauldron stopped spinning. Linglong came out of the wine cauldron dejectedly. Lu Ping quickly asked, "How is it? How much have you condensed?"
Linglong said angrily, "How much? Only a quarter, and only a quarter of a miniature spirit vein! "
Lu Ping was stunned and instinctively said, "Only a little?"
As soon as Lu Ping said this, he knew that he had said something wrong. Sure enough, Linglong immediately became unhappy and said loudly, "What do you mean by only a little? If you have the ability, kill a blood asura now. I will immediately condense a complete miniature spirit vein for you!"
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