Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 131 It’s time for Youjiao to practice

Wu Meng cupped his hands and thanked him.

Although these things can be said in just one or two sentences, for those who are kept in the dark, they cannot be measured with spiritual stones.

Not only that.

He had already made some associations with the Alienation Divine Bridge mentioned by Zhou Yunuo.

Most of them are what I saw in the sea of ​​consciousness before, the thin threads connecting the spiritual view with the hidden treasures everywhere, like a spider web.

Those silk threads were actually made from Shenqiao!

And the normal divine bridge seems to be used to refine and connect the divine treasures?

Wu Meng thought of many things in an instant.

Just as he was thinking, Daoist Fellow Zhu's scream suddenly came from beside him.

Her voice was trembling and hoarse, and the fear contained in it was like raindrops falling from the sky, so thick that it was about to drip out.

"Eye...eye..."

Wu Meng turned around and looked around, and saw that the place where the two fell was a clump of dark, broken ink bamboo.

At this time, the black bamboo was crooked and melted, and its appearance became completely different. It was more like hard things like coral in the sea than bamboo.

Under the black bamboo, the earth and stone cracked, revealing a long and narrow gap like a 'rift valley'.

A bright yellow spot that was more than ten feet long lit up.

With Fellow Daoist Zhu screaming in front of him, Wu Meng looked over and connected the exaggerated scene with his eyes at a glance.

The long and narrow rift was clearly an eye slit, and the spot that lit up in it was actually a vertical pupil.

The pupils exuded a cold, indifferent light. Although it did not fall on a few people deliberately, the coldness condensed into substance.

"how so?!!"

The monk surnamed Zhang trembled and exhaled a breath of cold air, and his face was extremely ugly: "Even the foundation-building monks can't handle this situation!"

Since entering Shenzang, several people have been on their way.

However, unlike the danger they expected at the beginning, the four of them faced only an ever-activating Wanyou Jiao from beginning to end.

Now, if you take a step forward and fall into the whirlpool, if you stop where you are, you will face this terrifying monster again.

Surrounded by Zhou Yunuo, who was always calm, his face showed a look of embarrassment.

Is it possible that the whole army will be annihilated in the first divine hideout?

She subconsciously glanced at Wu Meng and was slightly startled.

In the field of vision, Wu Meng was not as panicked as the others. He was observing his surroundings, with thoughts flashing in his eyes from time to time.

How can you think so calmly with a Wanyou Jiao stepping on your feet? !

Zhou Yunuo was increasingly surprised.

Even though she revealed many secrets, in fact, in her accumulated experience, she was the least familiar with the practice of spiritual cultivation.

What she said was all "common sense" from three continents away, but she didn't have much idea of ​​how to deal with this divine treasure.

"Did Fellow Daoist Mo find anything?" she asked.

Wu Meng suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head: "I always feel that this divine treasure is not as simple as it seems."

The moment the two of them were talking.

Something unexpected happened!

The ground beneath my feet trembled violently, and the pulsing sensation in my blood vessels became several times stronger. Every move seemed to bring about the potential for the earth to collapse.

Wu Meng's field of vision suddenly increased, and the flat ground he was standing on was stretched into a long slope.

Looking down from here, the winding and huge mountain-like ridges of Wanyou Jiao come into view.

The tip of its tail is coiled in the whirlpool.

Jiao head...

Rise up proudly and explore the sky! !

Several people stood at the head of the dragon, and immediately there was a strong wind and rain blowing in their faces.

Wu Meng suppressed his turbulent emotions and took a deep breath.

He mobilized the body of the mayfly with all his strength, and then cast a spell to get rid of the biting wind, and then managed to stabilize his body.

Looking up, he saw that he was getting closer and closer to the hanging clouds in the sky.

In the clouds, there are thunder and lightning wandering, accumulating but not emitting.

The rain was pouring down.

In each line of rain, there is a thick mist that diffuses. Snapped!

Suddenly a drop fell on his face.

The shield formed by spiritual energy was broken?

He subconsciously reached out to wipe it, and felt that where the rain fell, it was empty, and his flesh and blood were corroded and melted.

Because the speed was too fast, it took him half a breath before he noticed the severe pain of cutting out flesh and scraping bones.

"hiss!"

Wu Meng took a breath of air.

Burning bones and eroding blood.

Could the raindrops in the sky be the Nether Dragon Spiritual Water? !

how can that be!

When facing Long Pei, only six drops of Nether Dragon Spiritual Water were gathered around him. Even so, the powerful power was enough to sweep through Lianqi.

Now, this thing turned into rain pouring down!

Although the power of erosion is much weaker, how can it be able to withstand such a large amount?

Next to him, Brother Zhang's panicked shouts could be heard. His Taoist companion seemed to be thrown off the dragon's head and fell into the whirlpool.

And he himself found that the rain all over the sky was corroding his spiritual power and flesh and blood.

His expression collapsed: "Fellow Daoist Mo! Quickly lead the way!!"

There was a bright moon behind Zhou Yunuo, and the falling rain was washed away. She didn't look tired at the moment, but her face was also very ugly.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, if it doesn't work, we can only try to move forward."

she urged.

Wu Meng wanted to agree, but his eyes accidentally glanced to the side and he was slightly startled.

"Wait a moment..."

He bent down and saw that the rainwater gathered in the "ground" and eroded the scales into pits. In some places where the rainwater accumulated, foreign objects could even be seen surging below.

Will the Wanyou Jiao's flesh and blood be corroded by the Nether Jiao's spiritual water?

An indescribable feeling arose in his heart.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the scales.

The feeling is stronger.

He seemed to have touched something close to the origin, and many thoughts sprouted in his heart, seeming to burst out of the ground.

Wu Meng's thoughts were spinning. Even though his palms were corroded to the bone, he still did not stop thinking.

He probably understood.

Ever since he entered the Divine Treasure, he had been thinking about a question.

What exactly is Kamizo?

Something at the level of spiritual consciousness is hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness and can be discovered by monks and then connected through the divine bridge?

This seems to be a different kind of spiritual practice than spiritual practice.

But Wu Meng had a similar experience.

When he landed the Divine Bridge on the Xiaoyan Spirit Insect, or when he connected it with Bingchan a few days ago, he briefly experienced the perspectives of both.

Now, in the divine treasure, it seems that one can also try to replace his own essence with Wanyou Jiao.

Think of this.

Wu Meng gathered his consciousness and gradually let go of the guard and resistance in his mind.

The wind and rain howled all around, and the fishy smell of the sea assaulted my nostrils. The seawater stirred in the whirlpool made a thunderous roar.

The ancient and wild atmosphere began to spread.

In the falling clouds, there is not only a sense of oppression from the depths of the blood, but also the ultimate temptation at the instinctive level.

The whole world began to become real and alive.

Wu Meng lowered his head and saw that he was entrenched in the abyss. The huge whirlpool was caused by instinctive magic.

The hanging clouds accumulated in the sky are celestial phenomena driven by the blood of the ancestors in the body.

One's own flesh and blood are born and destroyed in the falling raindrops, while the eclipse essence penetrates from between the flesh and blood, condenses water, and forms marrow.

Wanyoujiao practices.

Just in time.

(End of this chapter)