Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 113

beat!

Driven by this desire, all the candlelights began to dance lightly.

Against the dark background, countless candle lights danced like demons in front of Xue Leng's eyes. It was like a dream, like a dream. Xue Leng felt that his sanity was becoming more and more blurred.

When all the candle flames condense together to form a huge candle flame, the moment Xue Leng's figure is reflected in the candle flame, the power of countless flames, like tentacles and ropes, binds himself and Devour!

And the next moment——

A strange yellow candle started to burn on Xue Leng's body!

This fire belongs to Yin——

What it burns is not Xue Leng's body, but Shouyuan!

Burning people's lifespan?

To plunder the energy of life?

It is estimated that if it swallows itself, it will grow and evolve!

Xue Leng raised his hand, looked at the flames burning on his body, and suddenly laughed lightly!

"I see!"

"I still think you are some mysterious thing, just a parasitic worm ear!"

"The methods are not bad, but to deal with me, you have to show some real strength. Playing tricks will only lead to your own destruction!"

Xue Leng sneered!

Immediately, his eyes froze, and the blood refining divine light shot straight out, regardless of the target, he swept forward, and it was this space that was split!

"Zi La~"

Two huge blood lights directly tore open the space in front of him. The blood light was very powerful, and even burned on the huge flame at the moment the space was broken.

Not only did he split his own projection in the flames, but he also tore the large candle flame into pieces.

As the candlelight fades away...

Xue Leng's sanity also recovered.

People, still standing in place, not moving at all!
It's just that she regained her senses, and in front of her eyes, the three candles of death and life, the candles of three colors, were erratic.

There seemed to be living creatures in the flames, and they kept moving back and forth among the three-color flames. It was obviously Xue Leng's blow that frightened it.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Xue Leng sent the blood coffin directly. Thousands of scarlet corpse hands scrambled out, and from the flames of the three candles of death, a yellow dragon-shaped phantom was forcibly stripped out, and then put into the blood coffin. Inside.

Dragon shape?

Such a result surprised Xue Leng.

In Xue Leng's imagination, there are many possibilities for this guy parasitic in the Three Candles of Doom, but he didn't expect a dragon!

He glanced into the coffin curiously.

A khaki-colored little dragon, entangled in the viscous blood in the coffin, was in danger.

And the biggest feature of this dragon is that its tail is actually a ball of yellow candlelight!

Xue Leng suddenly understood!

It turned out to be a——

Yin Ming Candle Dragon!

I said that there is no powerful demon sitting in the ninth pit, but it turns out to be the soul of a candle dragon, hiding in the three doomed candles!
"If you dare to attack me, go to hell!"

Xue Leng became angry!
If you dare to do anything to yourself, you will have to pay the corresponding price!
However, to Xue Leng's surprise, this dragon is also quite successful, the yellow candlelight on its tail envelopes its whole body in times of crisis.

Although the thick blood in the coffin was extremely corrosive, it could barely hold on for a while under the resistance of the yellow candlelight!
"what?"

Xue Leng was a little moved!
It is definitely not Fanhuo who can resist the refinement of the bones and corpses.

This fire, could it be——

Candle Nine Yin Fire?

This thought shocked Xue Leng!

I got in touch with a book of "Strange Insects and Different Beasts" that I had read.

There is a description in it: Candle Dragon, also known as Candle Nine Yin Dragon, has a dragon body and a candle tail, with a red and yellow essence, Jackie Chan is thousands of miles long, opening his eyes to daylight, closing his eyes to burn the sun into night...

Candle Nine Yin Fire!

That flame is extraordinary!

Xue Leng was quite pleased with this fire.

If it is cultivated a little, the power of this fire will definitely not be inferior to the Zihuo of Dushihuo that day, and, in some respects, it has special effects!

In this way, the first layer of the Fen Tian Rong Yan Jue can be practiced.

Furthermore, those three candles of life and death are not just ordinary grass!

Since this dragon remnant soul can parasitize in this grass, it must also know some of its secrets. At that time, it needs to study it carefully.

Don't miss something important and regret it later.

After pondering for a few breaths, Xue Leng was overjoyed, and carefully scraped away the soil where the grass grew, trying to uproot it.

But he was surprised to find that the prairie grew on a strange barren wood.

This piece of barren wood has been severely attacked because of its age. Furthermore, it has been coiled by its roots, so it can no longer see its original appearance.

A very mysterious piece of barren wood.

After thinking about it, Xue Leng still decided to put Araki in the storage bag.

Presumably, if this piece of barren wood is separated, this Doom Sanzhu will surely die as well.

After doing all this, Xue Leng looked around, and after confirming that there was nothing of value, he flew out of the Nine Pit of Dead Souls with a flash of blood.

Looking at the sky, he must have stayed in the Nine Pit of the Dead for a whole day.

Because the road is unfamiliar and the map is too old, Xue Leng wasted too much time.

This made Xue Leng quite annoyed.

However, there is no good way, just when I was about to confirm the direction again——

The Qingming Talisman on the chest was slightly cold!
The scene in front of me gradually rippled like water ripples.

The weird potholes and the smoky atmosphere all disappeared, but what fell into my eyes was a long corridor and rows of burning candles on both sides of the corridor.

Candles are some incomparably red lighting flames, flickering, and burning blazingly on some stone supports in the shape of short pillars.

"This illusion is too weak..."

Shaking his head, Xue Leng subconsciously reached out and touched the Qingming Talisman.

Immediately, he immediately sensed the blood coffin, with a worried expression on his face.

"Is it all fake... Sigh!"

Silent for a long time.

"what?"

With a thought, Xue Leng let go of the Qingming Talisman, and looked at his palm——

In the palm of his hand, there is a burning candle, and in the center of the candle, a small candle yellow dragon can be faintly seen, looking at him eagerly, as if he is quite intelligent.

This small candle fire dragon is just like the ray of candle fire in the illusion, but it looks very illusory and has no power at all!

But no matter what, the Qing Ming Talisman successfully brought it out of the Yin Sha Candle Dragon Realm.

Zhuhuo Xiaolong's body is just a wisp of phantom soul, very weak, it is definitely impossible to use it to practice Burning Heaven and Melting Flame Art.

But it can be tortured.

This small candle fire dragon is named Zhuyin, and the name is majestic, but what Xue Leng cares about is the few news that surprised him when he asked it from its mouth.

According to Zhuyin, within the Big Dipper Palace, there are a total of four major restrictions - the imaginary star field, the Yin evil candle dragon realm, the North Falling Pole Star Land, and the Wuwang Meteor Cave.

Among the first three restrictions, those who come to the star palace to explore treasures, as long as they pay a certain price, they still have a chance to pass.

Moreover, behind these three prohibitions, there is also a small teleportation circle specially set up. People who come to treasure hunters can pass this small teleportation circle to the Big Dipper Palace.

However, not everyone has the opportunity to enter the last forbidden Wuwang Meteor Cave.

Even if you can get in, you can never get out!
When Xue Leng asked why, Zhuyin smiled proudly and said:
"The old master is not a fool. The most important treasure in the Big Dipper Palace is of course reserved for the descendants of the Star Palace. It is naturally wishful thinking for others to get it."

After Xue Leng listened, he immediately raised his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

"Descendants of the Star Palace?"

"After so many years, the descendants of your old master are probably extinct long ago."

Muttering angrily, Xue Leng stopped thinking about these things, regained his mind, and continued to walk forward.

The passage is very long, but he has recovered his mana at this moment, so after flying for a short time, he saw the second forbidden exit.

The road was empty, and there was no danger. It seems that this second forbidden illusion method should only be used once on the entrants.

After the ban, it was also a hall. Xue Leng stretched his head out from the exit and looked out, but there was no one there.

The bone-faced monk and Miyu are not here, and it is not known whether they have successfully escaped from the illusion.

What is unexpected is that there are not a lot of treasures like the previous restriction, but it is empty, with nothing.

"Could it be that the two of them woke up early and divided up the treasure?"

Frowning, Xue Leng shook his head slightly. Even if these two people could come out alive, even if they woke up faster than himself, it was impossible not to leave any traces.

Perhaps this second restriction, strictly speaking, is a way of refining the mind, and those who pass it will have certain benefits to their own cultivation realm, so there will be no additional compensation here.

Although I was slightly disappointed in my heart, but thinking that I had gained a lot of news this time, after adjusting my mood a little, I immediately felt relieved.

Continue to walk forward, and after passing through several corridors, you come to a very open land. Everything in front of you is like illusory water ripples. Old trees, and pitch-black soil.

At the same time, a very ancient breath rushed towards Xue Leng.

"Here, it should be the third entrance that prohibits Beiluo Jixing Land."

As usual, at the moment before Xue Leng stepped into the restraint, a beam of bright white stars suddenly fell from the sky, covering it upright.

Without resistance, Xue Leng smiled and waited quietly.

When the star beams disappeared, Xue Leng picked up the fate star card in his hand and looked at it.

The big evil and the weird No. 11 point on the original fortune star card have been replaced by several words and points that look very comfortable.

Good luck, eight luck points!

"Hey, is the time finally turning around?"

With a bright smile on Xue Leng's face, he casually threw the star card into the storage bag.

Ever since he entered the Big Dipper Palace, he was either a minor or a major ominous, so he felt a little happy that he would be lucky.

As for the weird No. 11 point, Xue Leng had asked Zhuyin about it, but fortunately, Zhuyin had met someone with the same star points as Xue Leng before.

And the answer is "Unpredictable"

"Why unpredictable?"

The explanation of Candle Yin is: one item of luck points, this level cannot be predicted.

Regarding this, Xue sneered, and said in his heart: This life-hunting technique is not guaranteed to be accurate. Sometimes, there are many uncertain factors that interfere with the accuracy of the calculation.

He believed in luck, but not in fate.

Stepping forward, Xue Leng stepped into the Beiluo Jixing Land.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he came to an extremely open and dense forest.

After looking at it for a while, Xue Leng suddenly discovered several unusual places.

It is very strange here, there is sky, there is light, but there is no sun, there are rocks and trees, but there are no spirit beasts.

Xue Leng was really surprised that there were not even insects.

In the quiet forest, there is no sound at all.

The towering ancient trees are growing very vigorously, and because there is no wind, there is no sound of swaying leaves.

The only difference was that the pitch-black soil under his feet exuded a breath of freshness, which made Xue Leng's eyes brighten, and he bent over and squatted down.

Grabbing a handful of soil, putting it in front of his eyes for a closer look, Xue Leng gradually showed a hint of surprise and joy on his face.

"It's no wonder that the spirit trees here are still growing so vigorously in the absence of sunlight. The soil is actually mixed with a small amount of rotten wood god mud."

The Godly Mud of Rotten Wood is rumored to be a strange black soil that has been handed down from ancient times. It is an extremely rare and rare thing. Often such a small handful can be sold for a high price of tens of thousands of spirit stones.

But for all spiritual things like plants, there seems to be no species that cannot grow in this kind of soil, unless this kind of spiritual plant does not belong to this world.

It's really a big deal, just such a restriction consumes so much rotten wood and god mud, it's really amazing.

Now that they have met, Xue Leng naturally doesn't mind taking the sheep and killing all these immortal clay.

But what surprised him was that when he grabbed a handful of soil and put it into the storage bag, the soil flashed black and fell to the ground strangely, and it couldn't fit into the storage bag at all.

With such a result, Xue Leng was taken aback for a moment, and then realized it immediately.

Obviously, this rotten wood god mud has been refined by the former owner of the Big Dipper Palace to become part of the third restriction, and it cannot be taken away at all.

Unless Xue Leng can use his supernatural powers to completely break the restriction of the Beiluojixing Land, he will not be able to take away even a handful of soil.

The treasure was in front of him, but he could only watch helplessly, Xue Leng could only stare blankly, scratching his heart, but he was powerless.

"It's unlucky!"

After scolding fiercely, Xue Leng became more interested in this land of Beiluojixing instead, and greed flashed across his eyes.

Even if it is a mortal grass, the spiritual plant planted with the rotten wood god mud can become a fairy grass after such a long period of nourishment, let alone the planted here is not a mortal grass.

Along the way, Xue Leng actually encountered several groups of Qixu soul cavalry in this dense and unusually dense forest.

Simply because the space of Beiluo Jixing Land is relatively wide, small ambushes are launched, and there are many opponents.

According to Zhuyin, the Qixu Soulrider is a very peculiar kind of spirit beast, which can be large or small in size. Not only does it have the abnormal gnawing ability, but after advancing to a certain level, it can also possess the supernatural power of eating souls.

Many people are often taken advantage of by it when they are unable to guard against it. Not to mention their souls are devoured, they can also occupy their bodies, which is extremely strange and difficult to guard against.

Stopping, Xue Leng frowned.

Xue Leng has been wandering around the Beiluojixing land for a while, but he didn't find the bone-faced monk and a clover.

He didn't find any spirit grass and didn't say anything, and he didn't find the exit of the restriction. Feeling that something was wrong and helpless, Xue Leng could only roll his eyes, held the Qingming Talisman, and asked Zhuyin:

"Little ghost, do you know where there is a baby?"

(End of this chapter)