call!
Thick, dragon-like vines swept across the sky, creating a low, cracking sound as the air howled. Their terrifying power seemed to suggest that even a rocky mountain in their path would be pulverized into rubble.
And these thick vines are not just one, but hundreds or thousands, countless, and they even continuously draw on the residual essence from the white bones to sprout new branches and grow new vines.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The enhanced wraiths continued to self-destruct one after another without the slightest hesitation, for they had long since lost their own will, possessing only endless resentment and hatred for all living beings.
However, this self-destruction, which could have easily shattered the Wood Spirit's thorny vines, could only severely injure the vines at this moment. Leaves still flew everywhere and debris scattered, but the vines were injured but not broken.
The seemingly unstoppable charge of the ghost army was immediately halted. The powerful, straight-shouldered undead were all blocked hundreds of feet away from Feng Bingwen. Even with the continuous explosions, they could no longer advance.
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The Netherworld Daoist in the distance cast a suspicious glance, but Feng Bingwen himself was caught in a dilemma.
He wasn't stupid; he had certainly tried to see if the imagery he had cultivated would work. But no matter how many times he tried, the thin chaotic energy was like the most lazy "qi" in the world, having no effect on anything.
Because he had tested it too many times, Feng Bingwen concluded that his phenomenon was not very useful for the time being. He would have to wait until his cultivation level was higher and he could deduce the phenomenon more completely, so that the egg floating in the chaos would break and give birth to the creature curled up inside. Only then would his phenomenon have a great effect.
Feng Bingwen originally thought so, but at this moment, the changes growing on the wood spirit beside him, whose existence was unknown, undoubtedly proved that his previous attempts had led to the wrong conclusion.
His visions were not useless; he simply hadn't figured out how to truly utilize them.
"Master, I've become stronger!"
An excited voice rang directly in Feng Bingwen's heart. It was Mu Ling's voice, upright and peaceful. Beside him, the vines and flower pillars, which had lost all their allure, were now intertwined and stretched towards the sky, reaching a height of tens of feet, with countless vines extending from them.
This was the most obvious change that occurred after the wood spirit touched his strange phenomenon. Its form instantly grew to a gigantic size, expanding several times its original size. Even the most ferocious and vicious demons would tremble and feel their livers and gallbladders shatter upon seeing it at this moment.
"Um!"
Feng Bingwen didn't feel anything, because he did feel the power of the Wood Spirit at this moment, but he found it hard to feel fear. Instead, he felt a strange sense of closeness.
"My lord!"
A sharp golden light swept across, shattering the sky of the Ghost Kingdom once again. Emerging from within was the Golden Spirit, who appeared remarkably normal compared to the other four spirits.
He still had a human form similar to Feng Bingwen, with all his features intact, and his whole body was radiating white light, making people unconsciously think of the sword cultivators in the immortal path who were known as the most skilled in killing.
"I'm late!"
Jin Ling's gaze swept across the entire area. When he saw that the other four guardian spirits were all present, he felt quite guilty. Of the five guardian spirits, he was the slowest in protecting his master.
"No, you've come at the perfect time!"
Feng Bingwen looked at the spirit with a smile. The golden spirit had changed drastically from the original one. The white light emanating from its body kept evolving into various types of weapons, as if it was deducing something.
Jin Ling still hasn't found a suitable successor, but he has also gained a lot of insights into the Great Dao, and has undergone changes in himself. His combat power has also changed dramatically, making him incomparable to what he was before.
"Come here, give it a try!"
The will of the main body is irresistible to the companion spirit. Under Feng Bingwen's will, the Jinling, unaware of the reason, once again touched Feng Bingwen's strange phenomenon.
A gigantic egg, several meters tall and resembling a chicken egg, floated in the chaotic mist. An infant with a face like a lake slept with his knees drawn up inside the egg, slowly inhaling and exhaling the thin, chaotic substance surrounding it, undergoing subtle changes that were completely imperceptible.
"……really!"
Jin Ling's palm easily pierced through the chaotic mist, without affecting either of them. It was as if they were standing in different dimensions, only making visual contact without actually touching each other.
The problem isn't with me!
This small attempt drew Feng Bingwen's attention back to the vines that surrounded him so tightly that they were almost impenetrable.
It's not that he has a problem; his previous attempts and conclusions weren't all wrong. The root of the problem lies in the inheritance that Mu Ling received this time.
Among the Five Elements and Five Spirits, only the Wood Spirit received the most unique inheritance, because it is the only one among the Five Spirits that possesses a physical form. Even if the other four Spirits undergo changes, they are still spiritual bodies, only with more unique structures.
Thinking this, Feng Bingwen gently stroked a vine that was closest to him but thicker than his waist. The firm and resilient texture further confirmed his guess.
What's wrong with your body?
Feng Bingwen can also receive the Dao insights that the spirits possess, but he cannot sense the thoughts and experiences of the five spirits themselves. They are also spirits with independent wills, but they are attached to him and will not disobey or betray him.
"Reporting to the master, I obtained this body from the inheritance site. I selected one of the dozen or so seeds left by the sages who arranged the inheritance."
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's question, Mu Ling did not hide anything and answered directly.
Do you know the origin of the seed you chose?
"Demon-Devouring Thorn Flower!"
"Um!"
Feng Bingwen responded. He knew about the inheritance that Mu Ling had obtained. It was a cultivation method that was almost demonic. If a human who cultivated this method failed to control his true nature, he could fall into demonic ways in no time, becoming even more terrifying than a demon.
The Art of Transforming into Immortality
It sounds quite good, but the method of cultivation involves finding a ferocious creature, preferably a spiritual plant seed that feeds on flesh and blood, and implanting it into the body's acupoints.
Initially, it nourished the seed with its own flesh and blood, enabling it to sprout, blossom, and bear fruit. Then, it used the seed's innate supernatural powers for attack. If the conditions were not right, it wouldn't matter much.
This cultivation method has a very wide range of applications. Even the grass seeds by the roadside can be planted on one's own body, and through subsequent cultivation, they can also be endowed with various mysterious and killing abilities.
This is a standard heretical and unorthodox method. At least by the standards of the current cultivation world, it is a completely demonic and evil art. However, in ancient times, any cultivation method that could fight against demons was considered a superior cultivation method.
Not to mention this kind of method that doesn't discriminate based on the cultivator's aptitude or type, and can even grant one formidable combat power in a very short time.
However, times have changed. Even the sages who developed this technique would no longer allow it to be spread freely. Those who wish to inherit it must undergo various trials before they can obtain it.
Mu Ling, who followed Feng Bingwen, was naturally able to pass the test in terms of character, and with her aptitude, she was extremely well-suited to the role, so it can be said that she easily obtained the inheritance.
Although it is not a flesh and blood body and seems unable to complete the initial "rooting" cultivation, the body of the wood spirit is the closest to the original innate Jia-Yi wood green qi, and there is no "soil" more suitable for the spiritual plant to take root and sprout.
Wood Spirit thus became the first of the Five Spirits to possess a physical form, and its body could even cause the strange phenomena cultivated by Feng Bingwen to react, allowing them to undergo a deeper level of transformation.
"We'll look into it later."
Feng Bingwen was somewhat disappointed, but he was still somewhat excited because he had found a way to make the strange phenomenon work, although it required a very special "medium" to manifest its terror.
"Master, wait a moment!"
Suddenly, Mu Ling's somewhat frightened voice rang out. Feng Bingwen's palm was pressed on a thick vine and did not pull away. Behind him, chaotic mist spread and slowly invaded the vine along his palm.
As more and more chaotic energy was incorporated, the vine that Feng Bingwen touched with his palm changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As he underwent a massive transformation, a silvery-gray hue also spread, and the vines that grew from his roots grew wildly, becoming increasingly thick and robust.
As for the resources needed for its growth, they are naturally drawn from this ghost kingdom beneath its feet, for death can give birth to endless vitality.
Although the yin energy here is so strong that ordinary plants cannot grow, this spiritual plant left behind by ancient sages is obviously not something ordinary, judging from its name alone.
However, before the strange phenomenon behind Feng Bingwen could collapse and give way, the wood spirit that Feng Bingwen had been forcibly infusing couldn't help but speak first.
"My body is about to break down, please stop, it's about to burst!"
"Tsk!"
Feng Bingwen withdrew his palm and looked around. It had turned into a deep green sea, with no trace of wronged souls or white bones left. Even the yin energy was gone, all of it had been absorbed by this strange spiritual plant, which was truly terrifying.
However, as soon as his hand broke free from the vine, wisps of chaotic energy wrapped around his hand, connecting it to the vine, and drew something out of the Demon-Devouring Thorn Flower.
It was a unique aura that was invisible and intangible, vast and ancient, seemingly existing since the beginning of time.
In the imagery behind Feng Bingwen, the infant standing with his knees drawn up seems to be slightly opening his mouth. That inexplicable aura immediately merges into Feng Bingwen's imagery, and then transforms into a delicate and beautiful vine, with brilliant flowers blooming on it, stretching endlessly, turning into a sea of flowers. At the core, a graceful figure can be seen standing tall.
Sword Comes
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