Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 301 Leader Shen 30 years later!
Wilderness, deep.

In the calm mountain forest, a little silver light suddenly appeared, and then the silver light exploded into thousands of rays of light, tearing the void across a thousand-mile area like a sword.

The void full of cracks collapsed in the blink of an eye, cutting the colorful miasma in the sky into catkins, and the rolling resentment surged out from behind the space.

"Huhuhu..."

The dense resentment drags its black or gray tail, rampaging through the space debris, roaring wildly and wantonly.

"Buzz!"

In the middle of the broken space, a black light beam suddenly bloomed. Within a few breaths, the light beam began to branch, one beam, two beams... Thousands of beams of black light shot out in all directions.

The most blazing black light area in the center slowly rotated, and the already broken void was directly rolled up by the black light. The resentment wandering in this area was rolled up by the stirring power and flew towards the black light area in the center.

In this process, some of the instinctive struggles of resentment were wiped out by the black light, but most of them were involved in the black light in the central area.

After half a day.

When the amount of resentment in all directions was almost wiped out, the black light beams released before began to return, converging like petals into the central black light area.

In the middle of the broken void, there was a blood-colored rhizome with dark petals, and bursts of crying sounds could be heard from it.

An illusory hand slowly solidified, grabbed the blood stem black flower, and prepared to go away.

Click!

At this moment, thunder suddenly emerged from the void, and the gathering black light exceeded a thousand feet. The light illuminated all directions and struck down on a low hill thousands of miles away.

But on the bare hill, a strange human-faced flower with blood vessels all over its body suddenly grew quickly, swallowing the thunderbolt into its mouth.

"Here comes thunder, strike him to death!"

Angry voices resounded in the miasma, and thunder emerged from the void again.

Under the strange human-faced flower, a figure wearing a robe made of flower petals stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at Banshan who rushed out of the miasma, and raised a palm.

"Poor little one, why are you everywhere?"

As the petal figure raised its palm, five fingers suddenly grew out like tree roots, intertwining into a huge black palm in the air.

This palm was covered with bloody insects, dripping with black mucus, and the smell of rot filled the forest, causing the vegetation to wither.

The palm fell, and Fanshan, who came holding two banners, couldn't avoid it at all.

He hurriedly gathered the lightning in front of him, and before he could take a breath, he was struck by a black palm.

There was a "boom", and a dazzling blue light bloomed from Fanshan's body, intertwining and connecting to form a hazy tortoise-shell-shaped shadow, while her body rolled and flew back.

Wherever it passed, it broke through the colorful miasma, penetrated the majestic mountain peaks, smashed into huge rocks, fell directly to two hundred miles away, and was embedded in a huge cliff.

"I am also angry."

Banshan was furious as he pressed his hands on the rock wall to pull himself out of the rock.

"Thunderfield!"

He grabbed two handfuls of the green light on his body, twisted it into a sharp blue magic weapon, and pointed toward the sky.

A dazzling green light bloomed from the mace, and it rushed directly into the top of the sky, cracking like a spider web, triggering thunder all over the sky.

In an instant, a sea of ​​thunder that was more than a hundred miles away fell from the sky toward the Petal Monk.

"Poor little one, I don't have time to play with you."

When the lightning fell, the petal monk's entire body exploded, turning into thousands of black and blood-colored petals, shooting out in all directions.

This guy has merit to protect his body. If he is killed or crippled, he will only cause trouble for himself. He also wants to advance to become a god and does not want to suffer bad luck so early.

"The Nascent Soul is amazing. When I advance to the Nascent Soul, I will kill you!"

Seeing that Lei Hai's attack failed, Fanshan stamped his feet angrily and bullied her for being a little golden elixir.

"Poor little thing, let's wait until you advance to Nascent Soul."

There was a sound of ridicule in the mountains and fields.

"Perhaps when I advance to become a god, and you are still wandering around the golden elixir, I think you should submit to me and seek the way of heaven as soon as possible. Then the restrictions on you can be broken, and you can become a Nascent Soul monk like me."

……

"You bitch, don't leave. You'll kill me if you dare. If you can't, you'll be mine."

Fanshan cursed repeatedly, but there was no response from the mountain. She was so angry that she kicked the mountain with her feet, and the roar spread in all directions.

"I'm a demon cultivator, you bitch. I'm going to skin you and extract your soul."

"It's so annoying. I have to make a sufficient number of sacrifices before I can advance. I won't be able to advance in another 100 years."

Fanshan pulled out two soul flags from his head and flew towards the distance while mumbling.

She really wanted that Huaban guy to beat her up, not to death, but to seriously injure her.

Over the years, she has saved hundreds of millions of dead souls, and the merits accumulated in her body have already formed a body-protecting aura. Once it backfires, there is no problem in adding a little drink to the God Transformation Tribulation. As for the Yuanying monks, they are even more unlucky. .

But these guys from 'Qi Tian Dao' are each better than the last, and they will only knock her away when they touch her.

The power of the hand was so precise that it didn't even hurt a hair.

Whenever there is danger, the body-protecting aura will appear on its own, and she has absolutely no control over it.

These guys are so shrewd in how they exploit loopholes.

How could she, a little golden elixir, compete with Nascent Soul-level Soul Catchers like 'Qiuting Dao'? This merit was not powerful at all.

……

Peace was restored in the mountains and fields, and the colorful miasma gathered from all directions again, flooding everything around it.

The black-horned ants that had been shivering in fear due to the sweeping energy crawled out again. After the space storm calmed down, the few remaining image stones were also collected by the black-horned ants.

……

Inside Cave No. [-].

Shen Lian stood with his hands behind his hands, and the person standing in front of him was the deputy soul.

However, a layer of thin green light has already swirled around the deputy soul. The green light exudes a mysterious Taoist charm and can also arouse the resonance of the surrounding void.

The entire blue light is in a flowing state surrounding the deputy soul.

Under the shroud of green light, the Five Elements aura on the deputy soul was covered up. Shen Lian tried to use his spiritual sense to sense it. Only when he applied the intensity of his divine sense to about [-] feet, could he slightly sense the Five Elements aura.

Covering the breath is only one of the mysteries of merit, and its greatest function is defense. However, the power of merit is currently too small, and the defense power is equivalent to the level of a third-level low-grade magic weapon.

Transferring merit to the clone was not a whim of Shen Lian, but a decision he made after careful consideration.

After the clone's combat power is fully developed, it can almost reach [-]% of the original body. If coupled with some other back-ups, it can already stand alone.

With the addition of merit, he can better cover his aura. The most important point is that there are many things that Shen Lian doesn't want to do in person, so it is more convenient to have a clone.

In addition, he is also afraid of any limitations on merit.

On the table in the cave, there are four photo stones, which record the fight between the foodie and the two mysterious monks.

One of them was wearing a robe made of flower petals, and the other one was wearing something even stranger. He was wearing a raincoat used in the mortal world to protect him from rain. Both of them were at the Nascent Soul stage.

Because the level of the image stone was too low, Shen Lian could only judge through simple images that the strength of the two mysterious monks was probably between the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul, or maybe even stronger.In just a few years, the photo stones scattered everywhere have left behind several encounters between the foodie and the mysterious monk, which shows that the frequency of collisions between them is very high.

The scene in the photo stone shows that the two mysterious monks also stayed away from foodies and did not dare to go too far.

Obviously he is afraid of the power of merit in the foodie, fearing that the merit will backfire.

Like the foodies, these mysterious people are also gathering the remnant souls of resentment, but their methods are more brutal, and they should be the opposite force to the foodies.

Of course, these things are not what Shen Lian cares about at the moment. What he cares about is that after the clone has the protection of merit, he can already enter the depths of the wilderness.

Deep in the wilderness, there are resentments, elixirs, and even five elements of spiritual objects.

"Fellow Taoist, go find the elixir."

After gathering the things in the cave, Shen Lian's figure disappeared into the body of the deputy soul in a flash, and then the deputy soul disappeared into the cave, leaving an empty cave.

Since the deputy soul had the protection of merit and entered the wilderness, he has dug the cave deep into the wilderness.

However, you can't be too arrogant. The secondary soul can avoid resentment, but the weak space cannot be avoided. You still need to restrain your aura.

……

In the wilderness, the changes of spring and autumn cannot be seen, and the miasma is lingering all year round, and the coldness is pervasive.

this day.

Dark clouds collided with the miasma in the mountains, and heavy rain poured down.

In an inconspicuous low hill.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged, his whole body glowing with black and white yin and yang light, and the dust floating around was swept aside before it even got close.

A black and white little man also sits cross-legged above his head, performing magic tricks simultaneously with the deity.

At the same time, the mind was in the sea.

A huge black claw covered the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, with an aura that was about to crush the sky.

The black claw has four fingers, and there is a small toe on it. Together, there are five toes, each burning five colors of spiritual fire: gold, black, green, red, and yellow.

After the five flames gathered together, they collided above the sharp claws, forming a vague shadow like a phoenix bird.

It was only at this moment that he had perfected the fourth-level attack spell of the Tiandu Yan Shenfa. This technique was called the Wudu Soul-Seizing Seal.

This method can break the defensive spirit treasure.

After waking up from practice, Shen Lian put away the empty elixir bottle in front of him. The practice speed in the Nascent Soul stage was indeed much slower.

Even if there is no shortage of Yuanji Shengling Pills for cultivation, it is still very far away to reach the bottleneck of the mid-Yuan Ying stage.

At this time, it had been 30 years since he entered the wilderness. The deputy soul found four Yuanji Grass and Spirit Ascension Fruit in the wilderness.

In addition, there is still one wood attribute missing from the Five Elements Spiritual Items, so I have collected a complete set.

All we can say is that Bianhuang is really a treasure trove, but it is a bit more dangerous.

In the cave, a light flashed.

The deputy soul jumped in, and the green light lingering around his body had turned into a robe. At first glance, he seemed to be compatible with heaven and earth.

Looking at his puppet, Shen Lian smiled knowingly.

Over the years, he has re-cultivated the Tiandu Evolution Divine Technique, and also increased his understanding of the Ten Thousand Spirit Immortal Puppet Technique. In addition, the time to advance to the Nascent Soul has increased day by day, and the intensity of his divine thoughts has reached 14. Husband.

The strength of the secondary soul's spiritual thoughts has also reached a strength of 14 feet. With the addition of merit and the protection of the body by spiritual treasures, the combat power of the secondary soul is no less than that of ordinary late Nascent Soul monks.

Unfortunately, there are not enough five elements spiritual objects in hand to continue to increase the power of the secondary soul.

If there are enough five-element spiritual objects, the spirit puppet can advance to the middle or even late stage of Nascent Soul first. By then, as long as the spirit cannot come out, he will be able to jump around.

The deputy soul took out the Merit Cave with a wave of his hand. The current area of ​​the Merit Cave has reached a radius of [-] miles.

Divine thoughts were lost in it, resentment soared to the sky, ghosts cried and wolves howled.

Looking down from a high place, the undulating mountains are blooming with yin and yang mysterious light. Four salvation towers are built around each mysterious light.

A huge spirit-gathering array is embedded on the ground of the entire cave as an energy supply system.

This is the real gold-selling cave. Compared with Yihonglou Hongyanfang and Gongde Cave, they pale into insignificance.

In the past 30 years, in order to recharge the puppet talisman, he has invested resources that are equivalent to high-grade spiritual stones, at least more than 200 million.

If it weren't for Brother Butian and Brother Fat's channels, Shen Lian wouldn't be able to continue.

Is it easy to give money by yourself to save the souls of the dead and earn some merit from God?

Fortunately, it is not without gain. The power of merit accumulated in the secondary soul is already comparable to the defense of a fourth-level low-grade spiritual treasure.

Of course, these are not the main reasons. The main reason is that with Shen Lian's nearly 15 feet of spiritual thought, he can no longer see through the fluctuations of the five elements of spiritual power on the deputy soul.

In other words, even if you encounter a great monk in the later stage of Nascent Soul, your secondary soul can be well hidden.

Coupled with his own various methods, it is not difficult to kill a late Nascent Soul monk.

"Oh, God, can you give me a discount? There are not so many spiritual stones."

Seeing the super system in operation and listening to the sound of gongs and drums, Shen Lian was a little discouraged.

"Or, just give me more elixir, and I'll make a profit."

After all, he also understood that if he wanted to continue collecting elixirs, he would have to set off again and walk deeper into the wilderness.

Currently, his location is 80 miles deep in the wilderness.

In this area, there is a secret realm of the Xuan Corpse Sect, but Qian Dai didn't mention it, and Shen Lian pretended not to know about it.

He narrowed his eyes and thought about whether to go another 20 miles, reaching a distance of a million miles.

Mainly in this area, apart from the spaces of resentment and weakness, monks from the mysterious force appear frequently.

In the past 30 years, the deputy soul has been almost discovered by him several times.

In addition, this group of people have been hanging out in the depths of the wilderness all year round, and they have designated elixirs in their hands.

"Oh, God, you struck a thunderbolt and killed one of them. I'll pick it up."

……

Deep in the wilderness, on the eastern edge of 87 miles, the intersection of two pieces of land.

A long black river of resentment flows out from the junction where the two pieces of land collide. The water of the long river is gurgling, and there are white bones floating in the mucus. Occasionally, you can see a few complete corpses floating in the viscous liquid.

"Whoa."

A big wave rolled up in the long river, and a strange corpse with a strange face and three vertical eyes on its brow floated up.

Its hands were placed in front of its chest covered with scales, and a dark blue old turtle was held in its hands.

The old ghost's back armor cracked, and a purple-brown spiritual thing that looked like a small turtle grew out of it, with a burning spiritual light that was incompatible with the sticky and filthy environment around it.

The strange corpse followed the water and washed away towards the middle of the wilderness.

(End of this chapter)