Yi Qianmo was so impressed by this Yama corpse worm. On the day when he was fighting wits and courage with the Black Buddha, Yi Qianmo was tortured by this Yama corpse worm and was deficient in blood.

If he hadn't practiced the Hunyuan Sword Body, his physique was several times stronger than an ordinary monk, even if the Black Buddha relaxed his vigilance, he would not have any chance to fight back against the Black Buddha.

He took the jar and looked at it carefully. There were unique patterns on it, like a strange inscription, which even Yi Qianmo couldn't understand.

"What is this?" Yi Qianmo frowned.

He didn't dare to open it easily, after all, these Yama corpse worms inside were not raised by him. If they ran out, they couldn't control themselves and caused minor injuries to themselves, and they all ran away, then they would be a big loss.

Thinking of this, Yi Qianmo immediately closed the ban and called Chen Jianan in.

"I wonder what Lord Qianye has to give?"

Chen Jianan walked in very respectfully, and he was exactly the same as before.

Yi Qianmo naturally knew that she was not really obedient, but just saw the reality clearly, which made him a little impressed. Such being able to bend and stretched also made him more convinced that Chen Jianan's status in the Tianbao Sect was not simple.

"What is this?" Yi Qianmo took out the black bottle.

Chen Jianan looked at it and immediately couldn't move his eyes from the bottle. She walked forward and said, "Can you take a closer look?"

Seeing her like this, Yi Qianmo knew that she would not be disappointed, so she gave her the bottle and said, "If the things inside come out, I can't save you!"

He has the Hunyuan sword body, so he is not afraid of these Yama corpse insects.

It can even be said that whenever these Yama corpse insects encounter any cultivator, they can only be slaughtered by the other party's body, and their spiritual power cannot be expelled, even powerful fire spiritual power cannot be used.

But Yi Qianmo completely restrained the Yama corpse worms. His spiritual power can be directly converted into sword energy. It is too simple to wipe out these Yama corpse worms without hurting itself.

Chen Jianan ignored him and took it in his hand to play with it. The more he looked at it, the more he became solemn, and said, "This is the treasure of the Yuling Sect, the dragon magic pot!"

"Dragon Demon Can?" Yi Qianmo frowned, "Yu Ling Sect?"

This made him suddenly think of the Yuling Sect in Yan State.

"Yuling Sect is an ancient immortal sect that once stood together with the Taishang Dao. The disciples of Yuling Sect are good at controlling spirit beasts and raising insects!"

Chen Jianan said, "I have read the introduction of dragon magic pots in ancient books. They are refined by dragon bones. Dragons are the leader of all things. Dragon bones can shock all poisonous insects in the world. There is no dragon magic pot in this world, and even the Tianbao Sect's collection does not exist!"

"So, is this the only dragon magic pot in the world?" Yi Qianmo asked.

"good!"

Chen Jianan said, "The Yuling Sect no longer exists in the world. Even if there are some immortal sects that have inherited the Yuling Sect, they have only learned the basics."

"This Yuling Sect is so powerful, how could there be no sect member?" Yi Qianmo said strangely, "It could have been destroyed by your four immortal sects!"

"No!" Chen Jianan said, "Before the Dan Alliance appeared, the Yuling Sect had disappeared. No one knew where the Yuling Sect went. There was no trace of them on the entire continent, and even their mountain gates were abandoned, just like many ancient immortal gates."

"Um?"

Yi Qianmo was slightly surprised.

Seeing his expression, Chen Jianan looked a little sarcastic and said, "In ancient times, there was more than one immortal sect in this world. At that time, the spiritual energy in the world was abundant, and the resources were enough to support more cultivators. Thousands of years of spiritual medicine were everywhere, creating countless immortal sects."

Yi Qianmo was not surprised. In Qingyun City, Yan State, there was a legend of a elixir furnace falling from the sky.

In addition, the ancient Ming Tower is also amazing. It is obviously not something from this continent, not to mention that there is also a fairyland in the memory of his ancestors.

Chen Jianan thought Yi Qianmo was shocked and thought to himself, he was such a local bun. Even though he became a member of the Dan League, his mind was still so small.

But she didn't know that although Yi Qianmo was born in a small way, in terms of knowledge, few people on this continent could compare with him.

"Do you know how to use this treasure?"

Yi Qianmo asked.

He naturally saw Chen Jianan's contempt for him, but he didn't care. After all, they were all used as a cattle for themselves, so it would be better to expose her.

Chen Jianan thought for a while and said, "According to ancient books, you must first inject your own spiritual power to completely refine the dragon magic pot, and then use essence and blood... But the premise of all this is that you must be a disciple of the Yuling Sect and know the unique magic tricks of the Yuling Sect in order to refine the dragon magic pot!"

Yi Qianmo was speechless. How could he know the secret techniques of the Spiritual Emperor Sect? In the eyes of his ancestors, these were just small techniques. What the ancestors were really powerful were alchemy and sword techniques.

The cultivation path that his ancestors prepared in his memory was mainly based on swordsmanship and alchemy, a Hunyuan sword body and the Great Yi sword sect. In addition, it was the immortal alchemy created by his ancestors.

"You go out!"

Yi Qianmo took back the Dragon Magic Can.

"I can remind you that it is best not to force refine it. Once it is backfired by the dragon demon can, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Chen Jianan reminded.

Yi Qianmo didn't think she had good intentions. This guy was obviously motivating himself. On weekdays, the more he felt that he couldn't do it, the more he wanted to be the one for others to see.

Unfortunately, Chen Jianan didn't understand Yi Qianmo. Although he was like this in the eyes of others, in fact, he did these things only when he was absolutely sure.

Looking at the dragon magic pot, Yi Qianmo was not ready to give up. He did not drip the essence and blood, but instead triggered the sword pill, trying to forcibly erase the mark in the dragon magic pot.

As he expected, when he stuffed the Dragon Demon Can into the Sword Pill, something unexpected happened. The Sword Pill was not slowly purified like a dealing with a demon-subduing pestle.

The sword energy burst out and directly wiped the mark on the dragon magic pot.

"Is the power of this demon-subduing pestle still above the dragon demon pot?"

Yi Qianmo knew that Jianwan was extremely domineering. Any treasure, as long as it entered Jianwan, would generally be directly erased from the mark that did not belong to Yi Qianmo.

Even Que Xie is like this, except for this demon-subduing pestle.

He took out the dragon magic pot again. When he injected spiritual power, he found that there was no resistance at all. He immediately dripped in essence and blood and began to refine it.

Chen Jianan never expected that Yi Qianmo would break the ban on the Dragon Demon Can in such a domineering way. If he knew about it, he would definitely vomit blood.

But she didn't vomit blood, but the other person vomited blood. This was the poor black Buddha thousands of miles away.
Chapter completed!