fifth form

Chapter 89
The houses in the Yixuan River Holy Land are built on the hillside, and they are based on local materials.

There are stone houses and caves.

This kind of structure is not special, and most of the palaces in the holy land of Xieluosichuan are also built in this way.

It's just that compared to the palace where King Jin Chan lives, the stone cave in front of him is undoubtedly too simple.

Lying on the stone slabs of this kind of cave, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would be prone to back pain the next day.

But no matter how simple it is, it is better than lying outside.

In the Holy Land of Yiying River, because of the different mediums required to practice spells, the entire holy mountain is full of all kinds of strange things.

The flying insects that Zhang Xuezhou needs are nothing. Snakes, insects, rats and ants can be seen everywhere in the holy mountain, and there are all kinds of soil, stones, wood, etc. that exude strange smells.

You can't touch these things randomly, and you can't beat them randomly when you encounter snakes, insects, rats and ants, otherwise you will accidentally kill the things carefully bred by a certain mage or Taoist.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that the outside was a little bad, so he thought that a cave with a closed door would be a good place.

He found the highest stone slab and lay down on it.

"He has clearly sensed my Snake Head Curse, yet he doesn't have the slightest fear of me!"

In the cave, Daoist Wu Chao had a strange look on his face.

The Snake Head Curse is the spell he is currently majoring in. When he practiced to a great extent, he could turn all his hair into poisonous snakes.

Whenever his hair touches the opponent, he will turn into a poisonous snake and bite the opponent with a single thought.

The way of the Snake Head Curse to attack the opponent includes but is not limited to mixing hair into the opponent's food, and after the opponent's diet is mixed into the abdomen, it turns into a poisonous snake and bites through the opponent's internal organs.

They also mixed the hair into the opponent's clothes, etc., if the opponent was careless, he would be bitten by a poisonous snake made of hair.

The power of this spell is not top-notch, but it is very difficult to guard against, and it ranks in the middle of the spell.

And the flaw of the Snake Head Curse is also obvious. The medium of this spell is its own hair, which makes it difficult for Wu Chao to hide his spell.

As long as they saw him, some fellow disciples would rather detour than touch Wuchao, lest they would have an extra hair that didn't belong to them at some point.

Even if Wu Chao abides by the rules, things like hair can easily fall off themselves if they can't bear it. It's not surprising if it floats on them. If Wu Chao casts a spell, he will be bitten by a poisonous snake accidentally.

It was the first time Wu Chao saw someone who could clearly perceive his own spells without any defense or fear.

Hearing Zhang Xuezhou's extremely even breathing, he knew that the other party must have really fallen asleep.

"If you can really have one more friend, the boring days will be much more interesting!"

Wu Chao looked at the sleeping Zhang Xuezhou.

Most practitioners need to go alone, but he is still young and can hardly bear the pain of loneliness.

The Holy Land of Yiying River is the paradise dreamed by many slaves, but after staying in this dark mountain for a long time, people's temperament is very easy to become surly and moody.

Wu Chao didn't want to become that kind of person, nor did he want to be like his seemingly normal but withdrawn and irritable senior uncles.

Not to mention that he needs one more caring friend, but if there is one more person who talks, Wu Chao feels that life will be much brighter.

It's fine if it's an ordinary slave, even if it's a member of the slave royal family, it's hard to attract Wuchao's favor.

But Wu Chao saw Master Hongyi accepting the gift, and knew very well that this was the default person, and there was a [-]% probability that the other party would become his junior.

As for the other [-]% probability of failure, someone needs to give a heavier gift, or Zhang Xuezhou has no cultivation talent at all.

Wu Chao felt that the possibility of the latter was very low.

He scratched at the fluffy hair, and all the hairs were caught in his hands, and turned into an incalculable number of tiny poisonous snakes, neighing in unison.

Wu Chao put the poisonous snake on the ground, and the bodies of many small poisonous snakes grew bigger and began to scatter and move around, constantly touching every part of the cave.

"It's just hair. If I don't want to hurt anyone, it's just a hair!"

Wu Chao muttered a mantra, and he pointed at the poisonous snake roaring towards Zhang Xuezhou's body. The poisonous snake immediately turned into black hair, and then flew back to his head.

In addition to talent, cultivation is obviously inseparable from diligence.

Wu Chao continued to cast spells, deepening his spells.

Only by continuing to move forward, can he, the junior of the Yihe River Holy Land, be the first to challenge the middle and young generation, then the older generation, and finally...

In Wu Chao's heart, he has an unreachable dream.

But he will move forward step by step.

This is a goal that will still fail after a lifetime of struggle, but what if, what if he succeeds.

The dream is far away, but as long as he doesn't go crazy, Wu Chao feels that he will never forget his original intention, and he will never change his original intention.

"Rhodomi..."

Wu Chao murmured and recited, the acupoints in his body continued to open, and the huge mana was continuously subdivided and instilled into the top of his head.

This made the huge swarm of poisonous snakes wandering around even more excited, and the hair on the top of his head that was pulled by him swayed wildly.

Some fine scales appeared on the body of the poisonous snake, making the bright black color of the poisonous snake a little more profound.

"The Nineteenth Realm!"

It wasn't until late at night that Wuchao, who had practiced his spells, was slightly satisfied.

In his body, a huge mana flowed continuously, tightly entwining a pitch-black bead like ink.

This is the great achievement of the true spirit, as long as he takes one more step, he can make the true spirit complete and reach the realm of consciousness creation.

Consciousness creation is the level of middle-level monks, but this is actually the level that many monks can reach in their lifetime.

Only those who have the cultivation base of Consciousness Realm and good spells can get out of the holy land of the Yixuan River, and thus have the ability to walk freely alone.

"Ugin slept so well!"

Wu Chao didn't look at Zhang Xuezhou again until the practice was over.

With the help of the dim light of the oil lamp, Wu Chao's expression showed a bit of envy.

He envied people who could sleep peacefully.

Such people seldom hide all kinds of things in their hearts, so they can sleep peacefully without trivial matters.

And like him, Wu Chao didn't know how many days and nights he tossed and turned and found it difficult to fall asleep.

He stared at Zhang Xuezhou in a daze, and after nearly a quarter of an hour, Wu Chao felt that his head was also in chaos, and he lay down beside him and fell into a drowsy sleep.

This is half the time he used to fall asleep.

“Multiple people are really good!”

The last thought came to mind, and Wu Chao's eyes were closed.

When he opened his eyes again, the door of the cave had been pushed open, and a ray of sunlight hit the entrance of the cave.

At the door, Zhang Xuezhou swept around with a stick.

"Guys, let the well water not violate the river water. If I don't hit you, don't bite me either!"

Surrounding Zhang Xuezhou were not people, but a group of dark scorpions lined up horizontally and vertically.

These scorpions surrounded the entrance of the cave and shook their tails behind them.

Obviously, as long as they get closer, these scorpions will launch an active attack.

"Wu Ti, your scorpion control technique relies too much on the type of poisonous scorpion. You have never found a top-level scorpion. How can you defeat my snake head curse!"

Wu Chao glanced at it, and it was clear who was arranging this battle.

He spoke quietly.

For the opponents he has defeated, Wuchao never needs to look back.

His opponent was advancing, but he was advancing faster, and once he got away, he would be at a desperate distance.

"Wu Chao, your Snake Head Curse still leaves some ways out for a sneak attack. No matter how bad my scorpion control skills are, I can deal with a direct confrontation. If I launch an attack at this time, you have a certain possibility of resisting it, and I am at this time You have already entered the realm of consciousness creation, and the realm of cultivation can overwhelm you!"

"I really have no chance of resisting you right now!"

"then you……"

"But I can kill you before you kill me!"

Wu Chao responded quietly.

He looked at the black scorpion that quickly flew into the cave, and a tiny strand of hair on its head had already flown out along with the mana.

"You're going to sting me!"

In just a few seconds, the scorpion had already reached the place where he lay down and fell asleep, but these poisonous insects that had bared their teeth and claws before did not dare to make any moves.

When Wu Chao urged, there was already a voice begging for mercy from outside the cave entrance.

(End of this chapter)