Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 41 The Old Monk on the River
What Ye Mao got was the inheritance of an alchemist. This alchemist was named Ye Xian, and he did not know which of his ancestors. This person's cultivation was so high that he reached the holy realm.

"My ancestors had saints born. Every saint is a first-class figure in the void world, a giant hero. How come the Ye family has withered to this point in my generation."

"No, no, the Ye family is not in Kongliu City at all, and there are probably many secrets behind it."

"Then again, this old ancestor's knowledge of alchemy is really comprehensive. If it is recorded on paper, I am afraid that even a small library can't hold it."

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Ye Mao found that the blood imprint disappeared, and he got the alchemy inheritance of his ancestors. His soul body fell back to the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness. He was extremely exhausted and couldn't help but fell asleep.

After some time, Ye Mao opened his eyes and found himself lying in a cave, and there was no one in the cave, and his injuries were all healed.

He checked his cultivation and found that his cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth level of the Wulun Realm, which was only one step away from the sixth level of the Wulun Realm.

The bloody round wheel behind his head actually changed from 22 to 32.

The further the bloody round wheel goes, the bigger the circle becomes, and it becomes more difficult to form a circle, but he added ten at once.

You must know that the average person who has just broken through to the Wulun Realm has 25 blood-colored round wheels on the fifth floor, 36 on the sixth floor, and [-] on the seventh floor.

That is to say, his current strength is already comparable to the peak of the sixth level of Wulun Realm.

At this time, Ye Mao saw Xiao Hui entering the cave, and hurriedly asked: "What happened, why did I suffer such a serious injury, after the injury recovered, not to mention that my cultivation base was not damaged, but instead increased by a whole level?"

"Guess how many days you have been in a coma?" Xiao Hui asked without answering.

"Less say it will be three or four months." Ye Mao knew that the injury he suffered this time was much worse than the one he suffered when he dealt with Chen Shilian last time.

"No, you have only been in a coma for three days." Xiao Hui said.

"Three days?" Ye Mao was so startled that he almost bit off his tongue.

How can this be?

With such a serious injury, it took three days to recover quickly, but his cultivation had improved so much.

"It's all because Lu Yuan gave you the Transformation Fruit." Xiao Hui explained.

Ye Mao's eyes were fixed, and the information about the transformation fruit immediately appeared in the star of memory in the sea of ​​consciousness:

Mortal fruit, the seventh-grade spiritual fruit, is taken by ordinary people, sheds the mortal spirit, and can be promoted to the Wufu realm within a few days, and the Wufu realm monks can use it to break through and improve their cultivation base...

The sloughing fruit is such a strange thing, if it weren't for my innate vitality being damaged and such serious injuries on my body, I am afraid that my cultivation base would not have improved by a small level.

Ye Mao was secretly grateful to Lu Yuan, he knew that this person valued love and righteousness, but he didn't expect that he would even give him such a rare thing as the Transformation Fruit without hesitation.

"Where's Lu Yuan?" Ye Mao asked.

"Practice martial arts outside the cave." Xiao Hui sighed, "We can survive this time only because of the distance. You should also thank him very much."

Ye Mao shook his head secretly in his heart, with his friendship with Lu Yuan, it would be a shame to say thank you, not to mention that this kind of kindness cannot be repaid with a few words of thanks, but repayment is necessary.

"Where are we now?" Ye Mao asked.

"Chiling Mountain, we brought you here after you fell into a coma." Xiao Hui took out the remaining marrow-washing grass, and pointed to the scarlet-scaled snake on the seventh floor of the Wulun Realm thrown in the cave. Corpse, went outside to practice.

"Now that I have reached the 'bone formation' on the fifth floor of the Wulun Realm, the most urgent task is to brand the bone formation. Once the bone formation is formed, my strength will definitely increase."

Ye Mao was thinking in his heart, thinking that he didn't have a bone array now, so he took out the green leaf treasure ring left by his mother to attack the restriction in the treasure ring, but the result was still close.

"It seems that the restriction can only be broken after reaching the sixth floor of the Wulun Realm. Now if you want to get the bone array, you can only go to the Paradise of Bliss."

Ye Mao focused his eyes, waved the snake corpse on the ground, put it into the wooden fish, and put it on a rune on the east side of the formation according to the instructions in the "Wooden Fish Art".

The rune instantly produced a suction force, swallowing up the energy contained in the snake corpse, and the corpse disappeared into nothingness.

However, only part of the formation runes lit up, which meant that the transmission energy was not enough.

Ye Mao's soul body is relatively weak. According to the introduction in "Wood Fish Jue", each teleportation doesn't use much energy. I didn't expect that the corpse of a seven-level monster in Wulun Realm would not be enough.

I took all the ordinary spiritual grasses that I had collected recently, but it was still not enough, so I simply added an eighth-grade spiritual grass, Iron Stone Grass.

Enough is enough now!

Ye Mao stood in the center of the teleportation array, chanting the mantra: "Endless universe, hundreds of millions of worlds; telepathy, the western Buddhist kingdom; the universe is reversed, time and space are opened; teleport my soul, descend to the Buddha world - Amitabha!"

When he recited the last word "Buddha", the brilliance of time in the formation exploded, and a majestic suction came from under his feet.

After Ye Mao felt his soul twisted for a while, he seemed to be squeezed out of a crack and fell onto the river.

This world of bliss is still in decline, but the bursts of Sanskrit sounds from the temple in the distance make this place more peaceful.

"Amitabha!"

Ye Mao looked back and saw the words "Lingyundu" written on the rocks not far away. Under the words stood a very tall and plainly dressed old monk, who seemed no different from ordinary old monks.

But Ye Mao knew in his heart that monks who could appear in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, no matter how ordinary they were, were still immortals and should not be taken lightly.

"My son, Ye Mao, has seen the master, but who does the master practice in that temple?" Ye Mao searched through his memory, but he couldn't find any temple that had the Buddha statue of this old monk, and he couldn't tell his origin.

The old monk didn't answer Ye Mao's question, he smiled lightly and said, "It's fate that the benefactor came here, there is no confusion, but it's okay to say."

Ye Mao was depressed, this old monk is really serious, why did he act so mysteriously, he didn't even want to reveal his name, making it look like he was doing something bad.

He didn't dare to waste time. His cultivation base is too weak now, and his soul body is transported to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss. He can't stay for a long time, otherwise it will cause physical death, so he said: "I have two things, please help the master. The first one, I want to learn a set of bone formations and brand them on the bones of my whole body, this is a unique cultivation method in the Taixu Realm."

"Oh, I don't know what kind of bone array Master Ye wants to learn?"

Ye Mao didn't know much about the bone array, but he also knew that it was divided into three types: attack, defense, and support.

"I don't think which category is important. The most important thing is that it can greatly enhance my combat effectiveness." Ye Mao thinks it's better not to make too many demands, after all, I am asking for help now.

The old monk stared at Ye Mao steadfastly, and after about half a stick of incense, he stretched out his right hand and spread it out lightly, golden lines emerged from his palm, like a dragon flying through the clouds, bumping into Ye Mao one by one. In Mao's soul body.

(End of this chapter)