Chapter 115 Suspicion
For sword cultivators, this is the highest level of combat alert.
The remaining five people knew their fellow disciple's temperament well and knew that he would not do this for no reason, so they immediately became alert.
A Taoist priest with a long beard and holding a whisk asked in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Zhang, what's going on down there?"
The young man looked solemn and replied in a low voice:
"Brother Li, the ferret I released just now was sucked into a mummy the moment it rushed into the thick fog. The contract with the spirit pet has been completely severed."
The Taoist's expression suddenly changed, "Could it be that the bloodthirsty devil vine has become powerful?"
On the side, a middle-aged man with a gaunt face said:
"That's impossible! If that were the case, we would all be within the attack range of this magic vine and there would be no way we could stand here unscathed!"
Among the six people, the one with the least presence and the plain appearance spoke at the right time:
"Maybe... it's because of the spirit boat? Don't forget, the bloodthirsty devil vine clan is very special, and they share memories. This spirit boat carries the Tianxuan Sect's logo, and our sect has used the power of heavenly thunder to kill no less than a hundred devil vines in the past."
Middle-aged people have a different view on this.
"The defense formation on the spirit boat is only at the fourth level. Even a god-transformed being would not necessarily be its match. It is impossible for it to defeat a spirit boat.
And because the Tianxuan Sect has destroyed more demon vines, this clan hates our sect's cultivators deeply. If the bloodthirsty demon vine below has awakened, it is impossible for us to be so calm!"
This made sense, and everyone fell silent.
Seeing this, Xie Wenshu hesitated for a moment and suggested:
"Why don't we try to put down the seal first? No matter what the situation is inside the thick fog, it's always right to put down the seal first."
The young man holding the sword nodded and said:
"That's good. Only one person is needed to set up the seal, and the others will guard outside the range of the spell. Xuansu Yuanjun mentioned that he has taught Sect Master Xie the corresponding method. I wonder if Sect Master can use it?"
"Of course you can. If you fellow Taoists have no objections, how about we start right away?"
The six people from Tianxuan Sect thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
As for Su Qingwu, no one paid attention to her at this moment.
In the eyes of these monks, she was only responsible for leading the way and had no ability to interfere with other matters.
She didn't say much, but just stood there quietly, paying attention to what happened next.
Not long after, Xie Wenshu flew out of the spirit boat and fell downwards.
When he was about to approach the thick fog, he stopped and began to make hand seals with both hands.
The next moment, with it as the center, a virtual shadow of the innate Bagua formation slowly emerged.
At the same time, the six people from the Tianxuan Sect drove the spirit boat back a certain distance, leaving Xie Wenshu enough space to cast spells.
As time went on, the phantom gradually solidified, and changes began to occur around it again.
A layer of golden restriction suddenly emerged from the thick fog, connected to the ground below and with curved surfaces all around. Overall, it looked like an upside-down bowl.
The moment this restriction appeared, something strange happened!
A sharp and piercing cry suddenly rang out, directly attacking the consciousness of all the cultivators.
Su Qingwu had already secretly prepared herself for this, but because the spiritual attack was too strong, she was inevitably injured.
An unbearable stinging pain spread through his sea of consciousness, and his face turned paler in an instant.
At this moment, the mysterious stone bottle emitted a burst of spiritual light, instantly covering the entire sea of consciousness, quickly repairing the injured consciousness...
The severe pain gradually subsided, and Su Qingwu's face regained color.
After she felt a little better, she immediately checked the situation around her.
The situations of the six golden elixirs in Tianxuan Sect were different.
The two people with weaker sense of existence fell to the ground unconscious; the jade pendant hanging on the waist of the gaunt middle-aged man broke into two pieces, but he did not seem to be injured.
The young swordsman was half-kneeling on the ground at this moment, his face looking extremely grim due to the severe pain in his sea of consciousness.
The Taoist holding the whisk kept reciting an unknown incantation silently, and the situation was unclear.
The remaining pretty female cultivator had a red rope on her wrist broken into two pieces and dropped to the ground, but she was in a good condition.
Outside the spirit boat, Xie Wenshu was still suspended in the air, but a trickle of blood was oozing from the corner of her mouth. The protective necklace around her neck had now completely broken and fell to the ground.
She was closest to the thick mist and received the strongest spiritual attack.
Seeing this scene, Su Qingwu's expression changed slightly.
Just a loud bang caused most of the combat power of our own monks to be destroyed. It is hard to imagine what would happen if the owner of this sound took direct action.
By then, it will most likely become a one-sided massacre.
Thinking of this, Xuan Qing's voice came from the sea of consciousness that had just recovered.
"Master, the attack just now came from inside the blood cocoon."
"What is the situation in the mist now?"
"After the attack, the blood cocoon's vitality has visibly weakened. As for the bloodthirsty devil vine, it remains the same."
"Did the ferret released by the Tianxuan Sect monks earlier have its blood sucked dry by the devil vine?"
"No, it was the blood cocoon that killed the ferret."
"What? So, the blood cocoon feeds on the blood of living beings just like the devil vine?"
"From what I can see now, it is indeed the case. Xuan Qing saw it clearly. When the snow ferret came within ten feet of the blood cocoon, its flesh and blood dried up quickly, and the blood cocoon's vitality increased a little bit."
When Su Qingwu thought of this, he saw that the sect leader was about to fall and was about to fall into the thick fog, so he quickly flew forward with his weapon and brought the person to the Yunxuan umbrella to stand steadily.
Xie Wenshu did not stop casting the spell at this moment, still gritting her teeth and persevering.
The golden restriction surrounding the thick fog was originally flickering and on the verge of breaking, but as she continued to cast the spell, it became stable again.
Su Qingwu stood by and concentrated on protecting the Dharma.
Now she is in the range of the spell and needs to move from time to time. Otherwise, if she is not careful, it will affect Xie Wenshu's actions. In serious cases, it may directly lead to the failure of the spell.
Far away, on the giant spirit boat, the four people from the Tianxuan Sect who were still conscious all noticed the movement here.
The gaunt middle-aged man looked at the black-clad girl who kept moving her body, his face full of disbelief.
"She's okay?"
With the power of the divine consciousness attack just now, there is no way anyone below the Golden Core stage could survive.
On the side, a pretty female cultivator said thoughtfully:
"Perhaps there is a life-saving treasure protecting you? My Thousand Silk Rope has a similar effect, but it does not replace your life. Instead, when you are attacked by a powerful force, it will automatically activate and block as much power as possible."
Middle-aged people don't think so.
"Junior Sister Lin, look at the spiritual boat, where the woman was standing just now, there is no trace of any treasure broken or dropped. If it is really a life-saving treasure or something similar, it must be worn close to the body, and it is impossible to put it in a storage bag."
"So, Senior Brother, why do you think the other party is safe and sound?"
"Either she has a rare treasure, or she is colluding with the monster, so the divine attack actively avoided her!"
Having said this, the middle-aged man's eyes turned slightly cold.
"I am more inclined to the latter possibility. There are very few rare treasures that can withstand powerful divine attacks, even in the Yuanji world. This Yuehua world is just a small world, and the probability of such treasures existing is basically zero!"