Chapter 110
Corpse Refining Mountain.
There is no grass in a hundred miles, and the black soil covers all the surrounding life, as if no one is in danger.
As the most powerful force in the Xumi space, there are only two living people in the entire mountain of Lianshi Mountain, and the remaining thousands of people are all puppet corpses.
Among them, there is only one person who controls the corpse of this puppet, and that is the cunning Taoist from Lianshi Mountain. The other living person is a female cultivator, half of her face is pitch black. People are daunting and afraid to approach.
At this time, Taoist Guilian is in the process of his greatest corpse refining process. A pale golden faceless corpse is lying in a deep blood trough. There are 36 small grooves around the blood trough. These holes At this time, the inside is filled with pitch-black blood.
If you look carefully, in these 36 blood tanks filled with black blood, the color of each blood is actually slightly different, some are pure black, some are gray-black, and some are green-black.
Taoist Guilian suddenly said, "Guilian, bring that here."
"Yes." The female cultivator named Guilian is a woman with a black birthmark on half of her face. She quickly walked to the corner of the cave and brought a jar of extremely smelly.
Daoist Guilian raised his hand and took the jar in his hands. His eyes were full of excitement and longing, and he slowly poured the smelly things in the jar into the blood tank.
wow wow~
There are all kinds of strange dirt mixed in the black, and I don't know what it is, just like that, all of them fell on the faceless corpse.
Then Taoist Guilian opened 36 blood tanks, and all kinds of blood gathered, gradually covering the faceless corpse.
After all the faceless corpses were covered, Taoist Guilian raised his hand and sacrificed a huge black stone slab to cover the entire blood tank.
Next, you just need to wait for the time, success or failure depends on fate.
"Brother, someone is here." Guilian said suddenly.
"I already know, let the two of them come in." Daoist Guilian felt a little heavy. Today is the most critical moment, and it depends on today whether the evil way can rise.
Soon, the second and third masters of Huanxiu Mountain rushed in eagerly. After they activated the talismans, they locked onto Lianshi Mountain. Only when they got here did they relax a little bit.
Because this is the strongest place in the entire Sumeru Dimension. Although there are only two living people on the Corpse Refining Mountain, there are many corpse puppets of various kinds. These corpse puppets are not afraid of pain and fear. They are the best choice as killing weapons.
"Fellow Daoist Guilian, something is wrong!" The second master said eagerly when he saw Taoist Guilian.
"Where is your mountain lord, why didn't you see him?" Daoist Guilian already had some guesses in his heart, but he still asked.
"The owner of the mountain was killed by the orthodox monks. Those people are very strong, and they are not something I can deal with." The second master sighed. They thought they had their own spring and could enjoy countless female cultivators.
As a result, the enjoyment was over before it even started, and they were really not reconciled.
"Your Dao of Hehuan is the weakest Dao. I have already seen a group of obscene people in Tong Xiulun's day." Taoist Scheming spoke very bluntly, and he didn't seem to like monks of Dao of Hehuan very much.
Although they both belong to the evil and strange way, there are still essential differences, and they don't see each other right.
The monks of the Tao of Hehuan think that the way of refining the corpse is disgusting, and the way of refining the corpse thinks that the way of rejoicing is the weakest way, and it becomes a mystery to such useless things as female sex.
After hearing this, the second master and the third master dared not speak out. Their strength was already weak, and now that the mountain master died again, his brothers should be almost dead as well.
It can be said that they don't have any power background at all now, even if they are beaten by the crafty Taoist, they dare not fight back. If they fight back, they may be refined into puppet corpses.
"Fellow Daoist Guilian, what should we do now?" The second leader immediately changed the topic: "This time, the strength of the orthodox monks is very strong, and they have many powerful weapons, all of which are above the category of top-grade spiritual weapons. These junk weapons are simply irresistible.”
Daoist Guilian had a sallow face and no eyebrows. At this time, he looked at the second leader and said, "Don't worry, as long as my strongest masterpiece is born, no matter how many righteous monks come, they will die."
After finishing speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the blood tank altar in front of them, and there was movement inside.
Lin Feng was in an open area at this time, surrounded by four-level concealment formations and gathering spirit formations.
The Nine-Revolution Emperor Infant Method was running at full strength, and the surrounding spiritual stones and spiritual energy continuously entered his body, and the Great Circle was running.
The most important thing is not these spirit stones. To be honest, in this situation, even the top-grade spirit stones are much less effective for Lin Feng's cultivation. His exercises are too powerful, so that he needs a huge amount of spiritual energy and cultivation resources to support him.
Otherwise, how would he be able to leapfrog the ranks and fight, all of which would require paying a price.
The marrow pulp is his current trump card, which is much stronger than the top-grade spirit stone. Lin Feng just drank a cup, and his whole body began to crazily agitate. Push his body away.
Coupled with the operation of the Nine-Revolution Emperor Infant Method and the assistance of some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, his state of the peak of the golden core quickly moved towards the perfection of the golden core.
Sixteen days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Feng had already stepped into the realm of golden elixir consummation.
It wasn't until this time that the Nine-Turn Emperor Infant Technique began to really work. Around his Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, a layer of purple flesh began to gather rapidly, constantly absorbing the nutrients and aura of Lin Feng's body.
Lin Feng's whole body began to shrivel up quickly as if he had taken drugs, and was instantly hollowed out.
Lin Feng was shocked. This didn't happen when he was practicing the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir. Why was it so scary after practicing the Ninth-Turn Emperor Infant Method, as if he wanted to supply all his vital nutrients to the Nascent Soul in his body? .
If it continues like this, he may die suddenly before he turns into an Emperor Infant, which is too appalling.
Seeing that his skin and flesh were drying up quickly, Lin Feng took out a cup of marrow juice and drank it again, then grabbed the Millennium Blood Ganoderma lucidum and ate it hungrily.
The violent spiritual power surged in his body in an instant, and almost when the spiritual power surged crazily, it was absorbed by the Nascent Soul prototype in his body.
After absorbing such a huge amount of spiritual power, the prototype of the Nascent Soul accelerated the birth of flesh and blood.
An hour later, a purple Nascent Soul was suspended in Lin Feng's dantian. Despite his small size, he was actually at least as big as a seven or eight-year-old child after he emerged from his body.
This is very different from the Nascent Soul of other monks. The Nascent Soul of other monks comes out of the body, and at most it is about the size of a newborn baby. Lin Feng's is considered overnourished.
On the contrary, the Nascent Souls of most of the rest are malnourished.
The purple Nascent Soul has its eyes closed, with a round and lovely face, it looks like a delicate doll.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, making the already gloomy sky look even more gloomy and terrifying.
(End of this chapter)
Corpse Refining Mountain.
There is no grass in a hundred miles, and the black soil covers all the surrounding life, as if no one is in danger.
As the most powerful force in the Xumi space, there are only two living people in the entire mountain of Lianshi Mountain, and the remaining thousands of people are all puppet corpses.
Among them, there is only one person who controls the corpse of this puppet, and that is the cunning Taoist from Lianshi Mountain. The other living person is a female cultivator, half of her face is pitch black. People are daunting and afraid to approach.
At this time, Taoist Guilian is in the process of his greatest corpse refining process. A pale golden faceless corpse is lying in a deep blood trough. There are 36 small grooves around the blood trough. These holes At this time, the inside is filled with pitch-black blood.
If you look carefully, in these 36 blood tanks filled with black blood, the color of each blood is actually slightly different, some are pure black, some are gray-black, and some are green-black.
Taoist Guilian suddenly said, "Guilian, bring that here."
"Yes." The female cultivator named Guilian is a woman with a black birthmark on half of her face. She quickly walked to the corner of the cave and brought a jar of extremely smelly.
Daoist Guilian raised his hand and took the jar in his hands. His eyes were full of excitement and longing, and he slowly poured the smelly things in the jar into the blood tank.
wow wow~
There are all kinds of strange dirt mixed in the black, and I don't know what it is, just like that, all of them fell on the faceless corpse.
Then Taoist Guilian opened 36 blood tanks, and all kinds of blood gathered, gradually covering the faceless corpse.
After all the faceless corpses were covered, Taoist Guilian raised his hand and sacrificed a huge black stone slab to cover the entire blood tank.
Next, you just need to wait for the time, success or failure depends on fate.
"Brother, someone is here." Guilian said suddenly.
"I already know, let the two of them come in." Daoist Guilian felt a little heavy. Today is the most critical moment, and it depends on today whether the evil way can rise.
Soon, the second and third masters of Huanxiu Mountain rushed in eagerly. After they activated the talismans, they locked onto Lianshi Mountain. Only when they got here did they relax a little bit.
Because this is the strongest place in the entire Sumeru Dimension. Although there are only two living people on the Corpse Refining Mountain, there are many corpse puppets of various kinds. These corpse puppets are not afraid of pain and fear. They are the best choice as killing weapons.
"Fellow Daoist Guilian, something is wrong!" The second master said eagerly when he saw Taoist Guilian.
"Where is your mountain lord, why didn't you see him?" Daoist Guilian already had some guesses in his heart, but he still asked.
"The owner of the mountain was killed by the orthodox monks. Those people are very strong, and they are not something I can deal with." The second master sighed. They thought they had their own spring and could enjoy countless female cultivators.
As a result, the enjoyment was over before it even started, and they were really not reconciled.
"Your Dao of Hehuan is the weakest Dao. I have already seen a group of obscene people in Tong Xiulun's day." Taoist Scheming spoke very bluntly, and he didn't seem to like monks of Dao of Hehuan very much.
Although they both belong to the evil and strange way, there are still essential differences, and they don't see each other right.
The monks of the Tao of Hehuan think that the way of refining the corpse is disgusting, and the way of refining the corpse thinks that the way of rejoicing is the weakest way, and it becomes a mystery to such useless things as female sex.
After hearing this, the second master and the third master dared not speak out. Their strength was already weak, and now that the mountain master died again, his brothers should be almost dead as well.
It can be said that they don't have any power background at all now, even if they are beaten by the crafty Taoist, they dare not fight back. If they fight back, they may be refined into puppet corpses.
"Fellow Daoist Guilian, what should we do now?" The second leader immediately changed the topic: "This time, the strength of the orthodox monks is very strong, and they have many powerful weapons, all of which are above the category of top-grade spiritual weapons. These junk weapons are simply irresistible.”
Daoist Guilian had a sallow face and no eyebrows. At this time, he looked at the second leader and said, "Don't worry, as long as my strongest masterpiece is born, no matter how many righteous monks come, they will die."
After finishing speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the blood tank altar in front of them, and there was movement inside.
Lin Feng was in an open area at this time, surrounded by four-level concealment formations and gathering spirit formations.
The Nine-Revolution Emperor Infant Method was running at full strength, and the surrounding spiritual stones and spiritual energy continuously entered his body, and the Great Circle was running.
The most important thing is not these spirit stones. To be honest, in this situation, even the top-grade spirit stones are much less effective for Lin Feng's cultivation. His exercises are too powerful, so that he needs a huge amount of spiritual energy and cultivation resources to support him.
Otherwise, how would he be able to leapfrog the ranks and fight, all of which would require paying a price.
The marrow pulp is his current trump card, which is much stronger than the top-grade spirit stone. Lin Feng just drank a cup, and his whole body began to crazily agitate. Push his body away.
Coupled with the operation of the Nine-Revolution Emperor Infant Method and the assistance of some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, his state of the peak of the golden core quickly moved towards the perfection of the golden core.
Sixteen days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Feng had already stepped into the realm of golden elixir consummation.
It wasn't until this time that the Nine-Turn Emperor Infant Technique began to really work. Around his Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, a layer of purple flesh began to gather rapidly, constantly absorbing the nutrients and aura of Lin Feng's body.
Lin Feng's whole body began to shrivel up quickly as if he had taken drugs, and was instantly hollowed out.
Lin Feng was shocked. This didn't happen when he was practicing the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir. Why was it so scary after practicing the Ninth-Turn Emperor Infant Method, as if he wanted to supply all his vital nutrients to the Nascent Soul in his body? .
If it continues like this, he may die suddenly before he turns into an Emperor Infant, which is too appalling.
Seeing that his skin and flesh were drying up quickly, Lin Feng took out a cup of marrow juice and drank it again, then grabbed the Millennium Blood Ganoderma lucidum and ate it hungrily.
The violent spiritual power surged in his body in an instant, and almost when the spiritual power surged crazily, it was absorbed by the Nascent Soul prototype in his body.
After absorbing such a huge amount of spiritual power, the prototype of the Nascent Soul accelerated the birth of flesh and blood.
An hour later, a purple Nascent Soul was suspended in Lin Feng's dantian. Despite his small size, he was actually at least as big as a seven or eight-year-old child after he emerged from his body.
This is very different from the Nascent Soul of other monks. The Nascent Soul of other monks comes out of the body, and at most it is about the size of a newborn baby. Lin Feng's is considered overnourished.
On the contrary, the Nascent Souls of most of the rest are malnourished.
The purple Nascent Soul has its eyes closed, with a round and lovely face, it looks like a delicate doll.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, making the already gloomy sky look even more gloomy and terrifying.
(End of this chapter)
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