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Chapter 240: Tribulation Lotus, What You See Is What You Get

Susu!

The bamboo forest swayed and the black fog surged.

I don’t know what happened during the thousands of years that the Dharma King Temple disappeared.

The originally peaceful scene was now changed and full of danger. Every bamboo leaf in the bamboo forest was extremely sharp, like a blade forged from divine iron. Su Heng walked along a cobblestone path, his clothes torn to tatters.

His clothes are made of "broken hair of Bodhisattva" and are impervious to water, fire, swords and knives.

But now it was cut into countless tiny strips hanging down, exposing the skin with a metallic luster.

One can imagine how sharp these mutated bamboo leaves are.

You can use it as a magic weapon when you take it outside.

call!
The ghostly blue ghost lights in the black fog also began to move.

Pulled by an inexplicable aura, it flew towards Su Heng, wanting to burn him.

These ghost fires may not seem to have high temperatures, but they are actually like white phosphorus. Once they get on the body, it is very difficult to extinguish, and it will not stop until all the flesh, blood, and bones are melted away. Su Heng frowned slightly, paused, and a gray-black force exploded from his body.

The dark force spread like a tide, creating a strong wind on the narrow path.

The will-o'-the-wisp was extinguished in an instant.

Even the black fog shrouding the bamboo forest was blown away.

Beams of enchanting blood-red light shone down from the sky, and the moon in the Dharma King Temple was blood-red. And if you look closely, it seems that the thing suspended in the sky and shining is not a celestial body, but a broken Buddha head, with blood and tears flowing from its broken neck, which is very strange.

Under the strong wind, the bamboo leaves growing diagonally on both sides drooped and scattered, and a wide road appeared under Su Heng's feet.

He continued forward, and this time nothing unexpected happened.

We walked smoothly through the bamboo forest and arrived at the medicinal garden recorded on the map.

No one has taken care of it for thousands of years. This place, which was once full of vitality and where magical medicine was grown, has become deserted. The black land is covered with weeds more than one meter high, and the whole place is barren. There are still a few thatched houses in the distance, which should be temporarily built by monks who are guarding the distant place. Now they have collapsed, accumulated dust, and spider webs condensed on the ruins.

Su Heng continued to move forward, hoping to gain something.

He came to the center of the medicine circle, where there was a pool of black stone. No one knew where the water came from, but after thousands of years, it was still very clear without any impurities. The breeze blew, and the water shimmered.

There is a black lotus growing on it, emitting faint light and a refreshing fragrance, which looks very extraordinary.

“This thing…” Su Heng’s eyes lit up and he recognized its origin. “It looks like the Tribulation Lotus.”

In Changqing County, when he had just started his martial arts journey, Su Li had told him that a warrior's physique was determined by nature and could not be changed, and it determined the speed of his strength improvement and the upper limit he could reach in the future. But in fact, this statement was not absolute.

As your strength increases, your horizons broaden.

Su Heng knew some rare acquired items that could change one's innate qualifications without any side effects.

The Tribulation Lotus in front of him was one of them. Especially since the Tribulation Lotus did not affect the flesh and bones, but the soul. It could make a cultivator's spiritual power fuller and stronger, and improve his comprehension. Even for cultivators at the Heavenly Guile Realm, the Soul-Guiding Lotus had a huge effect.

of course……

Su Heng is actually an exception.

As his physical size grew infinitely, his spiritual foundation also increased.

It’s just that it has not yet reached the level of heavenly mystery, and this secret of the human body has not been fully excavated and developed.

There is an attribute panel, his foundation is deep, and the improvement brought by the Tribulation Lotus is not obvious. But it is not useless. Su Heng can give this item to Su Li or other relatives and friends, which can play a huge role in their future practice.

With the treasure in front of him, Su Heng felt a flash of excitement in his heart, but he did not take action immediately.

Because in the bushes near the pool, Su Heng saw some skeletons, which were crystal clear and glowing with a dense luster. They belonged to strong men who had practiced physical training. And judging from the texture, their owners should have died not long ago. Obviously, Su Heng was not the first lucky person to come to this treasure land.

Is this some kind of trap? What on earth have they encountered here?
A thought flashed through Su Heng's mind, and then he heard two footsteps, one light and one heavy.

A gray mist surged, and the weeds on the ground were trampled and blown up.

Two secret monks in the skull field appeared in Su Heng's sight. The one on the left had bronze skin and a burly figure, with dense golden Sanskrit inscribed on his body, even in his eyeballs. His eyes were piercing, and the breath he exuded was hot and fiery, like a huge furnace.

The other person was shorter, wearing a red robe, with a thin layer of hair on his head. He had a fox-like face, a gleam in his eyes, and a faint smile on his lips. He looked quite shrewd, which made people subconsciously wary.

"A Tribulation Lotus. Looks like we are very lucky." The monk with bronze skin and a strong build is named Flak.

When he discovered the treasure in this abandoned medicine garden, his eyes immediately lit up.

"There is another person here." Another companion beside him, named Zhu Fu, reminded him softly.

"Hmm!" Flack frowned slightly, "A cultivator from the Central Plains!"

As the breeze blew by, he saw Su Heng standing in a patch of black weeds. Anger flashed across his eyes, "This is the Dharma King Temple. The secret inheritance of my Skull Origin has been interfered with by practitioners from foreign lands like you. I am so angry!"

"That's how you barbarians are, too polite." Su Heng laughed and said gently, "What's yours and mine? Now that you have seen it, it's all mine. I'm doing you the favor of taking your things, you should feel honored." "Fuck your mother!" Flack practiced the Tantric body-building method and had a bad temper.

Being provoked by Su Heng, he immediately flew into a rage. This was not an expression, but this guy really blew out a three-foot-long flame from his nostrils. Coupled with his ferocious face and bloodshot pupils, he was obviously extremely angry and very scary.

"You are just a cultivator who is not even a Heavenly Ghost, yet you dare to speak so arrogantly in front of me!" Flack was furious and said immediately, "I will tear you to pieces alive."

"You can try." Su Heng said with a smile on his face.

He was so weak that even his angry threats seemed ridiculous to him.

"There's something wrong with this guy." Zhu Fu beside him whispered, "There's something strange happening in the bamboo forest outside the medicine garden. It's very dangerous, but this guy came here with almost no injuries."

"I know." Flack took a deep breath and said coldly, "But under the gaze of the Buddha, I cannot retreat."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu stopped talking.

"Boy, you will regret coming here." Flack was extremely angry, but suddenly calmed down.

Every Sanskrit word engraved on his body was emitting light, and his body expanded, quickly reaching nearly four meters. His muscles bulged, his blood surged, and a smoke rose in the ancient medicinal garden, even the few thin clouds in the sky were blown away, and the blood moon reappeared.

"Bang!" Flack chuckled and immediately punched Su Heng in the face.

He pushed the several secret techniques he had mastered to the extreme and attacked with all his strength. In front of Flack, Su Heng still had a dull expression, his face was calm, his slightly curled hair was blown back by the strong wind, and a black light in front of his eyes rapidly enlarged -

Su Heng yawned lazily only when Flack's peak punch was almost about to land on him.

"Not bad!" He nodded slightly, and then waved his hand forward casually.

"Fuck you!" These two words made Flack very angry. Fortunately, he was bald, otherwise his long hair would stand up. He was just a junior who was not even a Tiangui, but he looked down on him so much. How arrogant!

"Vajra Subduing Demon Fist! Damn it, die!" Flack roared, and his extremely fast punch collided with the back of Su Heng's hand.

boom!
The huge force collided and squeezed the air.

Large amounts of smoke and dust mixed with gravel and soil on the ground were like a fountain, splashing violently and falling to the ground.

"What happened? Did we win?" Zhu Fu felt a palpitation in his heart.

Swish!
A flash of blood flashed past quickly.

Zhu Fu subconsciously dodged to the side, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"What was that thing that just flashed by?" Zhu Fu felt a hot and wet sensation on his neck and shoulders, and subconsciously reached out to touch them.

I stretched out my five fingers and looked—it was blood!

Whose blood?

Zhu Fu turned back, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

A straight gully spread outward from the black soil covered with weeds.

It didn't stop until it touched the thatched house in the distance, and then it exploded. Flak's sturdy and strong body was embedded in the ruins. He was pale, his muscles were twitching, his eyes were wide open, and he no longer had the spirit he had just now. His face was frozen with fear and pain.

It was like facing a great terror and encountering something that I couldn't understand.

"Hiss..." Zhu Fu's pupils trembled slightly as he saw a pool of bright red blood spreading under Flack and seeping into the soil.

From the waist down, half of his body disappeared completely, as he was cut in half!
"Could it be--swish!" Zhu Fu turned around suddenly.

In the distance, he saw the dirt around Su Heng falling, but it was bounced away by an invisible force and did not land on him.

He was meticulously dressed, and his face was calm, as if no battle had ever taken place. Beside Su Heng, his two thick thighs were still moving forward, and blood was oozing out from his broken pelvis.

"It was just a casual punch, but Flack was killed instantly!" Zhu Fu felt a chill down his spine as he watched the bloody scene in front of him.

He lost all desire to fight and turned around and ran.

But Su Heng did not chase him. Zhu Fu was in a panic and stepped into a trap while escaping. The whole medicinal garden came alive, the ground was boiling like water waves, black weeds grew wildly, rubbing against each other, spreading like mud.

These black grass leaves were extremely tough, as if they were living things, and pierced into Zhu Fu's body like countless sharp blades.

He struggled hard, stretched out one hand, and let out a horrifying scream of pain.

But it's useless, under the bloody moonlight.

Weeds entangled Zhu Fu's face and body, and soon covered him. The sounds of flesh tearing and bones breaking were heard at the same time, and the strength of the struggle quickly weakened. In just a few breaths, a master of Tiangui was reduced to a few dry bones, deader than dead.

But killing Zhu Fu obviously would not satisfy this strange medicine garden.

A large amount of black vines and leaves were still growing wildly, turning into a tide and rushing towards Su Heng.

(End of this chapter)