I have a blood fairy pupil

Chapter 156 Yang Spirit Fruit
Xu Yin activated the magic talisman to nip the potential threat in the cradle, then drove the Son-Mother Soul-Living Sword and headed towards the outside of the formation with the Wutu flag on his head.

The white ghost roared, devouring the surrounding ghosts, and guarded Xu Yin.

Surrounded by mist and mist, spiritual consciousness is almost useless, and the line of sight is severely blocked. If an ordinary monk wants to get out of the magic circle area in this environment, he can only rely on brute force and luck.

On Xu Yin's forehead, the Blood Immortal Eyes rotated, looking at the surrounding environment and the distribution of formation patterns in the air, and quickly rushed out of the formation.

Along the way, all the imps and zombies blocking the way were easily slaughtered.

The eighth and ninth grades couldn't stop Xu Yin's edge at all.

A few seventh-grade ghosts were solved by Xu Yin with the help of spiritual talismans. As for the higher-grade ghosts, they were not encountered. It should be related to this area. There are no sixth-grade ghosts in this area.

Suddenly.

Xu Yin frowned and looked at the forest ahead. A group of ghosts roared and charged towards him. A disciple of Guanzhong held a magic weapon and rushed towards him quickly.

Surrounded by a group of ghosts, he shouted in fear: "Fellow Taoist! This poor Taoist is Fang Lan, a disciple of Qingshen Peak! Please help me, fellow Taoist! You and I work together to break out of here!"

"Fang Lan?" Xu Yin's expression changed. He was also among the disciples of Qingshen Peak?

When he came to Fengming Mountain before, he didn't take a close look at the other seventh-level Mingshen realm disciples. After all, he didn't know them either.

The fog cuts off spiritual consciousness, but it does not cut off sound.

Fang Lan could hear the roaring sounds of fighting and the roar of tigers.

He controlled the magic weapon to deal with the three seventh-level ghosts and a group of eighth- and ninth-level ghosts around him. His mana was consumed so much that if he couldn't find a way out, he would be consumed to death sooner or later.

"If you hadn't run towards me, you might have gone out, and now you're blocking my way, and you have to waste one of my talismans."

Xu Yin muttered angrily, Fang Lan was located further outside than him.

Xu Yin quickly moved forward, flipped his right hand upward, and a spiritual talisman appeared between his fingers. With the help of his magic power, a black light erupted from the spiritual talisman, falling forward like a black swamp.

In an instant, all the ghosts and ghosts were wrapped in the black mire and completely confined in the mire. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape.

Fang Lan's eyes moved and he said in shock: "The seventh-grade Shen Xuan Talisman, how can it be so powerful!"

The Blood Immortal Pupil on Xu Yin's forehead closed, Shen Xingshu rushed forward quickly, and shouted: "Senior Brother Fang, follow up."

"Junior Brother Xu Yin!"

Fang Lan was shocked, and immediately followed Xu Yin, walking forward together, muttering to himself, isn't this the direction he came from?

"Junior brother Xu Yin, I didn't expect that our two landing places would be so close!" Fang Lan looked excited.

Although Xu Yin's cultivation level is low, from the moment he entered the Fire Phoenix Dojo, he knew how many things the First Elder and the Thirteenth Elder had given Xu Yin.

If he could stay with Xu Yin, the danger would be greatly reduced.

"It's indeed a coincidence, but now is not the time to chat. Let's rush out of this area first." Xu Yin whispered.

Fang Lan nodded without saying anything more. He rolled the ghost refining flag in his hand, and a seventh-grade ghost and seven eighth-grade ghosts were killing each other in coordination, tearing apart the little ghosts and directly sucking their scattered ghost bodies into his belly.

Xu Yin's hands were filled with yin fire, and the ghosts were burning in agony.

The two of them moved forward quickly, but within a moment, the fog in front of them suddenly became clear. They took one step and rushed out of the fog without any obstruction.

"It's really coming out!" Fang Lan was shocked and looked at Xu Yin in disbelief: "Junior Brother Xu, you actually know that this is the way out!"

Xu Yin took a deep breath, took out an eighth-grade Mifa Pill and swallowed it to restore his magic power and maintain it at more than [-]%.

Then he looked at Fang Lan and said, "This area is a magic circle. I am a magic circle master, and I am extremely keen on magic circles."

"Magic array!" Fang Lan frowned, but he didn't even notice.

"This magic formation blends in with the environment, which is equivalent to a natural formation." Xu Yin explained, and then looked up at the sky. The fog covered it, and the light was no longer visible, leaving only a gray sky.

There is an area of ​​black fog behind him, and other places are also covered by fog.

Fang Lan nodded thoughtfully, bowed his hands and said, "Anyway, I'd like to thank you Junior Brother Xu Yin this time, otherwise I'm afraid I'd still be in there, running around like a headless fly, and I might even be consumed to death inside." "

Xu Yin accepted the greeting calmly, nodded and said with a smile: "If Senior Brother Fang doesn't come to me, there is a high chance of leaving. But now that you have come and led a group of ghosts to block the road, you have allowed me to use an extra talisman."

Fang Lan smiled sheepishly, cupped his hands and said, "Something happened just now, and I was panicking. When I heard the fighting, I just thought about gathering together with my fellow disciples. There are more people, more power, so I didn't think too much."

"Junior Brother Xu Yin, this dojo is so dangerous, why don't we go together?" Fang Lan said.

Xu Yin pondered deeply. Nowadays, the fog is thick, his consciousness is limited, and his vision is blocked. He brings others with him, which is no different from bringing a bottle of oil.

Fang Lan nervously observed the change in Xu Yin's expression, then took a deep breath and said: "Junior Brother Xu, one of the last batch of disciples who entered the Fire Phoenix Dojo was my cousin. To be honest, the information I got from the observation, Nor is it complete.”

"Although Guanzhong says it gives disciples the opportunity to practice, everyone is not stupid. There must be some secrets in the Fire Phoenix Dojo. The elders of Guanzhong should not be able to enter. They have no idea what is going on inside the dojo."

Xu Yin looked surprised, then nodded and said: "Of course I know this. There are really good things that can be used directly. No one will tell about it, and no one will take it out. I use it directly in the dojo. Who will take it out? Hand it over and exchange it for other items?"

"Senior Brother Fang Lan, if you have anything to say, why not say it clearly?"

Fang Lan looked in the direction of the core of the dojo and said solemnly: "I know the whereabouts of a Yangshen fruit tree."

"Yang Shen Fruit Tree!" Xu Yin looked surprised and asked hurriedly: "Is there any mature Yang Shen Fruit?"

"Yes!" Fang Lan said resolutely: "Six!"

Xu Yin's eyes moved slightly. The Yang Shen Fruit was only a fifth-grade spiritual fruit, but it was extremely rare. Even those who ascended to immortality and had great careers did not have such a thing.

Its effect is to assist the cultivation of the soul and refine the soul to the level of Yangshen.

Normally, only when the strength of the soul reaches the Yang Shen level, it is possible to achieve it in the fifth-grade Unsullied Realm. Not all Unsullied Realm monks can do it.

Once the Yuan Shen reaches the Yang Shen level, the Yuan Shen can travel. Even if the physical body is destroyed, the Yuan Shen can live alone, which has many benefits.

And this Yang Shen Fruit can refine the soul to the level of Yang Shen in the seventh-grade Ming Shen realm. Once successful, even if the Yang Shen itself is not mentioned, it will be a great blessing for low-level cultivation behaviors!
Xu Yin looked at Fang Lan thoughtfully, and said kindly: "Brother Fang Lan, where does this Yang Shen Guo live and die?"

"The core of the dojo is the mountain where the fire phoenix nests." Fang Lan said, and then continued: "The mountain is very big, and the Yangshen fruit tree is hidden in one of the gaps in the mountain. It is very secretive."

"Since Senior Brother Fang Lan's cousin found out, why didn't he pick it?" Xu Yinxiao asked.

Fang Lan did not hide it and said directly: "There are a group of monster beasts in that place. They are red fire rats. Among them is a rat king who is at least the sixth grade."

Xu Yin nodded slightly. The sixth-grade rat king, with the talisman and seal he carried, could pre-emptively attack and it was not difficult to deal with it.

It is not difficult to kill him.

"Senior brother Fang Lan, the sixth-grade rat king is not easy to deal with. Since senior brother is so candid, I naturally have to be candid as well. How about you and I working together directly?" Xu Yin said with a smile.

"How do you want to cooperate, junior brother?" Fang Lan asked.

He said this with the intention of hugging Xu Yin's thigh. Otherwise, this place is still so far away from the core of the dojo. It would be difficult for him to arrive safely alone.Moreover, the Red Fire Rat Swarm is not something he can handle. Although he brought some special things this time, it is still a bit difficult to deal with the Red Fire Rat Swarm.

Xu Yin stretched out his finger: "I am five, you are one."

Fang Lan raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Xu Yin's face became more kind, and he glanced ahead and said: "I will lead the way, and Senior Brother Fang Lan will follow behind."

Fang Lan looked at Xu Yin curiously. The Fire Phoenix Dojo was now surrounded by dangers and fog, and his consciousness was restricted. He was really curious about how Xu Yin could tell the way forward.

While thinking in his mind, he saw the Wutu flag waving above Xu Yin's head, and a yellow mist enveloped him.

In the yellow mist, the Blood Immortal Pupil on Xu Yin's forehead opened again, his blood-red eyes scanned, and he slowly walked forward.

Bai Gui and Fang Lan followed Xu Yin. As they moved forward, Fang Lan became more and more surprised. They didn't make a wrong step, as if Xu Yin could see the danger ahead.

Fang Lan looked at Xu Yin who was wrapped in yellow mist. This was probably the method given by Mr. Shi.

The two of them walked forward, and in the blink of an eye, two hours passed.

Within two hours, under the leadership of Xu Yin, they did not encounter any monsters or disciples in the temple.

Suddenly.

In the yellow mist, Xu Yin stopped and looked up at the sky solemnly. He saw the formation patterns in the sky flashing and disappearing, and the surrounding fog slowly dissipated.

Xu Yin pondered for a moment, closed the Blood Immortal Eyes, waved the Wutu Flag in his hand, and all the yellow mist was collected into the Wutu Flag.

"Ow!"

The white ghost roared, looked around cautiously, and approached Xu Yin.

Fang Lan looked around and said in surprise: "Junior brother Xu Yin, the fog in the dojo is dissipating!"

Xu Yin looked calmly and turned around and said: "I hope the fog is still there. This fog affects not only us, but also the monsters in the dojo. It may not be a good thing if the fog dissipates."

Fang Lan thoughtfully nodded and said: "That's true, but there are pros and cons to each. Now that the fog has dissipated and the danger has dropped, we also have a chance of encountering elixirs and fruits. Otherwise, we would rush on like we did before and get nothing."

Xu Yin did not answer. The elixirs in these places could not be compared with those at the core of the dojo.

He didn't want to waste more time here. Compared to looking for elixirs outside, the core of the dojo, both in terms of elixir density and elixir levels, was far superior here.

"Senior Brother Fang Lan, let's go!"

Xu Yin spoke calmly, turned over and rode on the white ghost, and moved forward slowly.

Fang Lan nodded and smiled, carefully observing the changes around him, controlling the magic weapon three feet above the ground, and followed Xu Yin.

As the array patterns dissipated, the surrounding fog dissipated faster and faster, and Xu Yin's spiritual consciousness explored outwards. However, with his cultivation in the late induction realm, the intensity of his spiritual consciousness was simply incomparable to that of a seventh-level Mingshen realm monk.

Fang Lan's consciousness explored outwards, and after walking no more than ten miles, his eyes suddenly moved and he said, "Junior brother Xu Yin, there are corpses of fellow disciples in the temple ahead!"

"A fellow disciple in Guanzhong?" Xu Yin pondered for a moment and said, "How far away are we?"

Fang Lan raised his hand and said: "In this direction, about [-] feet away, the Qiankun Bag is still on him, and the magic weapon fell on the edge. It should be the unlucky guy who died in the magic circle just now. This wealth just makes it easier for us. Fellow!"

Xu Yin took a look and realized that the unexpected wealth was nothing if not picked up.

This distance is not far.

"White ghost." Xu Yin whispered.

"Ouch!" Bai Gui responded and immediately changed direction.

As he got closer, Xu Yin explored with his spiritual consciousness and found the fellow disciple that Fang Lan mentioned. He was a middle-aged disciple. His Taoist robe was intact, but there was some mud from struggling. His body was purple, his skin was ulcerated, and he was covered in poisonous blisters. In the middle, purple-black poisonous water flows outward.

Three magical artifacts were scattered aside, and the Qiankun bag around his waist showed no signs of being tampered with.

Xu Yin carefully investigated and found no danger around him. Then he patted the white ghost lightly and communicated in his mind. The white ghost slowly slowed down.

Fang Lan walked forward unknowingly, his eyes raised slightly, and he noticed this subtle change, but he had no other opinions.

No matter how many good things Xu Yin brought with him, the reaction ability of a monk in the induction realm could never be compared with that of a monk in the Mingshen realm.

When faced with danger, his reaction was several times more sensitive than Xu Yin's.

It’s not a problem to walk ahead and explore the way.

The two of them approached one after another and stayed thirty feet away from the disciple's body.

Fang Lan observed the environment around him and made sure that there was no danger. He looked at Xu Yin and said, "Junior Brother Xu, there is indeed no danger here. You wait here while I take back this fellow's Universe Bag and magical weapon. Let's five Five carve ups!”

After Fang Lan finished speaking, he was about to step forward.

Xu Yin stared at the disciple's corpse in front of him. In the shadow under his feet, a strange black light flashed slightly.

Xu Yin's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately stopped Fang Lan and said: "Senior Brother Fang Lan!"

Fang Lan turned around and looked at Xu Yin doubtfully.

"Senior Brother Fang Lan doesn't need to do it himself. It's just a Qiankun bag. Why get close?" Xu Yin asked with a smile, Dharma seals appeared on each hand, and strands of Dharma lines flowed.

Xu Yin reached forward with his hands, and two illusory palms appeared above the middle-aged disciple who died of poisonous hair. He picked up the Qiankun Bag with one hand, rolled up its three magical weapons with the other, and flew back directly from the air.

Fang Lan had a strange look in his eyes and said in surprise: "Junior brother is good at magic! I have never seen this magic before!"

Xu Yin smiled slightly and said: "This is a unique technique passed down by the master."

The Qiankun bag and the magic weapon flew back and fell into Xu Yin's hands.

Suddenly, a spiritual talisman appeared in Xu Yin's hand, and his magic power was activated instantly, turning into a black light that rubbed Fang Lan's ear and shot out!

With a sound of "Boom!", the middle-aged disciple's body instantly turned into powder!
Groups of green solution sputtered, and the corrosive force eroded everything around it.

In the black light, a painful roar came out. Fang Lan's face turned pale, and he turned around in fear, his eyes becoming more solemn.

Within the black light, flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and in the pit below the corpse, a green and yellow centipede that had been cut in half was struggling continuously.

"This aura... the seventh-grade peerless, poisonous earth centipede!" Fang Lan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Xu Yin, bowing solemnly and saying, "Thank you so much, Junior Brother Xu Yin! Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be a disaster!"

Xu Yin nodded and said: "Senior Brother Fang Lan is polite. This poisonous centipede has not yet completely expired, so I will leave it to my senior brother to deal with it."

"Junior brother, don't worry!" Fang Lan nodded, turned to look at the Yellow Poison Centipede, and coldly snorted:

"You vicious beast! Today, as a poor Taoist, I will avenge my fellow Taoists!"

(End of this chapter)