Eternal Dandi

Chapter 330 Death Falls
This was a plan that had been made before, after all, she had promised Ling Tiannv, and Lin Shu also needed to rely on the power of the Pill Pavilion to find various special elixir for him.

"Have you been able to refine the third-grade and three-grain high-level pill? Has the success rate exceeded [-]%?" Mo Lao asked a little surprised when he heard the words. He didn't expect that Lin Shu's alchemy would also be so powerful while improving his cultivation.

"It's almost like [-]%, it needs a certain amount of luck."

Lin Shu smiled and said, this is his character, one thing to say and another thing to say.

"It's not bad, let's start, but don't go to the pill pavilion, go to this place first, it should be able to let your soul experience a transformation and improvement." Mo Lao pointed his finger, about a certain place The direction and route appeared in Lin Shu's mind.

"Death Falling Ridge? What the hell kind of place is this?" Lin Shu shuddered involuntarily when he saw the name, feeling that this place must be a place of great evil.

"It is indeed a ghost place, and it is a very special ghost place. There is also a holy medicine called Ghost Moon Bamboo. If you get it, it can improve your cultivation level." Mo Lao said.

"There is still one month left before the alchemy conference. In the next month, you must raise your soul to a higher level." This is the small goal set by Mo Lao Wei Linshu.

The fighting spirit in Lin Shu's eyes was high, and it turned into a long rainbow and disappeared in place. In just an instant, he was able to fly tens of meters away. The flying speed had already surpassed the scope of the Qi Gang Realm, and he was only one step away from the Transformation Realm. remote.

Death Falling Ridge is the only way to go to Pill Pavilion Pill City, so there will be no delay.

Three days later, under the guidance of Mr. Mo, Lin Shu finally came to this place that Mr. Mo called a ghost place.

Death Falling Ridge is a mountain. Although it is a mountain, it is not so vast, as if it stretches without end.

The most important thing is that Death Falling Ridge has always been shrouded in black mist. Even in broad daylight and when the sun is high, you can still feel the dense aura, which makes Lin Shu frown.

"Mr. Mo, we're here." Lin Shu reminded Mr. Mo who was in the dark.

"Go in and fight all the way to the central point. This will be the holy place for your soul to strengthen." There was a little smile in Mo Lao's voice, and he was not generally admiring this Death Falling Ridge.

Lin Shu nodded, naturally it was impossible to refute Mo Lao, and stepped into the eerie space ahead.

"Death Falling Ridge, there are no monsters here, but there are many dead creatures. Ordinary warriors seldom come to this place, except for ghost cultivators." Elder Mo explained to Lin Shu.

Ghost cultivator is also a kind of human monk, but because of the different genres, there are different names.

However, ghost cultivation is not an orthodox cultivation method, so the number of ghost cultivation is very small, and they usually use ghosts, skeletons, and dead spirits as their own soldiers to fight.

So Ghost Cultivator has another name, called Death Summoner.

"Ghost cultivator, I haven't seen ghost cultivator's methods yet, is it strong or not?" Lin Shu whispered, with anticipation in his eyes.

Elder Mo chuckled, and said, "Since you've come here, even if you don't want to see it, it's very difficult. Death Falling Ridge is a paradise for ghost cultivators."

"Roar!"

A lot of ghosts screamed, there were bones everywhere, and there were collapsed tombs. You could even see skeletons appearing from the ground from time to time, exuding coldness, without any flesh and blood.

But there is a soul flame swaying in the skull, which is the origin of ghosts, and this is the root of their survival.

Only if the fire of the soul is not extinguished, can they have the ability to walk independently. If the fire of the soul is lost, it is no less than the vitality of the human warrior being directly drained.

However, this is only the periphery of Death Falling Ridge, and the strength of ghosts that can appear is absolutely limited.

Most of them are from the True Martial Realm, and there are even ghosts from the Qi Martial Realm, and the existence of the Qi Gang Realm is almost invisible.

"Ow!"

A skeleton soldier was holding a long white bone knife in his hand, and after appearing from the ground, he slashed at Lin Shu's head!
The white bone long knife in his hand exudes a cold glow, extremely cold, like frost, it can freeze the space!
This is a skeleton soldier of the real martial arts realm, and his strength is not bad, but if he is here to attack Lin Shu, this is an absolute rhythm of courting death.

boom!
Lin Shu struck out with one palm, smashing the long bone knife in his hand, and then smashing the skeleton soldier's body to pieces, but when the skeleton soldier was falling apart, the soul flame in its head seemed to be drawn Usually, it kept pouring into Lin Shu's body!
The flame of Lin Shu's demon soul appeared, directly enveloping the fire of the skeleton soldier's soul, and after a certain amount of purification, it all poured into Lin Shu's mind!
I can clearly feel that my soul is constantly improving. Although it is only a small improvement, it still makes Lin Shu feel surprised and excited!

After all, you must know that this is just a skeleton soldier at the real martial arts level, and the fire of the soul already has such an effect.

What if it was a skeleton soldier in the Qi Gang Realm?And the most important point, that is the quantity!
In Death Falling Ridge, these ghosts may be the most indispensable. As long as they are constantly killed, Lin Shu's soul can continue to improve.

"Haha! This place will become my holy place of practice!"

Lin Shu laughed, with excitement on his face, which can strengthen the soul's soul flame, no wonder Mo Lao would say that his soul will undergo an earth-shaking change here!

When hunting ghosts, Lin Shu's palms always kept the color of black jade, filled with thunder and lightning, but all the ghosts that appeared beside him, without any accidents, were directly slapped to death by Lin Shu.

The fire of the soul turned into streaks of starlight, continuously pouring into Lin Shu's mind, improving Lin Shu's soul realm.

Of course, the soul fire absorbed by Lin Shu is purified by the magic flame, although it will consume more than [-]% of the energy.

But it is better than being pure without any impurities. It can keep Lin Shu's soul in the purest state, which is especially important for Lin Shu.

So he would rather give up the substantial improvement of the soul, but also to keep his soul in the purest and flawless state, without any flaws.

(End of this chapter)