Chapter 62: Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (27)
When the cultivators around heard the words "Evil-Breaking Pill", they were immediately furious.
The Evil-Breaking Pill is an extremely precious elixir that not only helps a cultivator break through bottlenecks, but can also repair damaged spiritual roots. For a cultivator whose spiritual roots have backfired, it can even bring him back to life.
"It turns out that this magical herb is the main ingredient for refining the Evil Breaking Pill!"
"No wonder this kid said that his spiritual root backlash could help him break through, so this is what he was thinking!"
"I want this spiritual herb!"
"I want one too!"
The cultivators rushed to make offers, and the price soared all the way, soon exceeding Feng Ziang and He Yushu's psychological expectations.
Feng Ziang and He Yushu smiled at each other, secretly delighted. It seemed their plan was successful.
As the last Star Spirit Grass was sold at a high price, the bag of spirit stones in Feng Ziang's hand also became bulging.
They finally collected enough money to buy the Xuanbing Yucui medicine.
Feng Ziang excitedly held He Yushu's hand, his eyes shining with gratitude.
"Brother He, thanks to you, we finally..."
He Yushu held Feng Ziang's hand in return, a faint smile appearing on his cold face.
“It’s the result of our joint efforts.”
However, just as they were immersed in joy, Yao Lao suddenly said, "Wait."
Feng Ziang and He Yushu were stunned and looked at Yao Lao in confusion.
Yao Lao stroked his beard and said slowly: "I suddenly remembered that this Xuanbing Jade Marrow is extremely scarce in the market recently, and the price has risen a lot compared to before..."
Yao Lao stretched out his skinny fingers and gestured a number.
Feng Ziang and He Yushu looked at the numbers that Yao Lao was gesturing and their faces turned pale instantly.
Wu Gang, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw this.
"It seems that the best is yet to come..." he said sinisterly.
Feng Ziang let go of He Yushu's hand, fell to the ground helplessly, and muttered: "How could this happen..."
He Yushu's brows were furrowed, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes. It was the first time he felt so powerless.
Yao Lao looked at the two people's distraught expressions, and a barely perceptible arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned around and said to a man in black behind him: "Go, bring the things here."
Yao Lao stretched out his skinny fingers and drew a despairing number.
It tripled!
The spiritual stones that were collected with great difficulty before are now just a drop in the bucket.
Feng Ziang let go of He Yushu's hand dejectedly, fell to the ground weakly, his face pale, and murmured: "How could this happen..." He felt dizzy and bursts of pain came from his spiritual roots. In order to earn spirit stones quickly, he had over-stimulated his spiritual roots. At this moment, the backlash made it difficult for him to concentrate on thinking of countermeasures.
He Yushu's brows were furrowed, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.
It was the first time that he felt so powerless, and a hint of anxiety appeared on his usually calm face.
Wu Gang, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw this.
"Feng Ziang, you have come to this day! Let's see what else you are capable of!" He said sinisterly, his heart filled with pleasure.
Yao Lao looked at the two people's distraught expressions, and a barely perceptible arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned around and said to a man in black behind him: "Go, bring the things here."
At this moment, a flash of inspiration came to Feng Ziang's mind.
He remembered that his master had mentioned a secret place with rich spiritual energy and where many rare spiritual herbs grew.
But that secret place is full of dangers and one could lose his life if he is not careful.
But now he is in a desperate situation and he can only give it a try!
He stood up suddenly, grabbed He Yushu's hand, and his eyes flashed with determination.
"Brother He, let's go!"
He Yushu was startled by his sudden action, but when he saw the determination in his eyes, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
"Where are you going?"
"A place that may help us turn the tide!" Feng Ziang didn't explain much, and rushed out of the trading market pulling He Yushu.
Wu Gang saw this and sneered, "The desperate struggle ends!" Then he quietly followed.
The two of them sped all the way towards a barren mountain outside the city.
Relying on his memory of the terrain described by his master, Feng Ziang accurately found the entrance to the secret realm.
There was a faint mist at the entrance, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
He Yushu looked at this strange entrance and couldn't help feeling a little worried.
"Zi'ang, here..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Feng Ziang gave him a reassuring look and took the lead to step into the mist.
He Yushu took a deep breath and followed closely.
The fog dissipated and the view before my eyes suddenly opened up.
All I saw was a scene of lush greenery, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants blooming, and the air was filled with a rich spiritual energy.
"Here..." He Yushu looked around in surprise, but suddenly found Feng Ziang staring at the front with a serious expression, his hand tightly grasping the hilt of the sword.
"Be careful!" Nourished by the rich spiritual energy, the exotic flowers and plants exude an alluring glow.
But this is not a paradise. There is a subtle sense of danger lurking in the air.
Feng Ziang and He Yushu moved forward cautiously, observing the surrounding environment vigilantly.
Strangely, the powerful monster that was expected to guard the spiritual herb did not appear. The surroundings were silent with only the rustling sound of the breeze through the leaves.
"How could this happen?" He Yushu asked in a low voice, his brows full of confusion.
Feng Ziang did not answer, his eyes fixed on a patch of spiritual grass in front of him that was glowing with a faint light.
His intuition told him that things were not that simple.
He approached slowly and observed carefully, and found that the spiritual herb was surrounded by a layer of transparent restrictions.
"There's something strange indeed." Feng Ziang chuckled, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the restriction with his fingertips, trying to explore its structure.
Buzz——
The restriction suddenly made a slight sound, and tiny beams of spiritual energy shot out from the restriction and headed straight for Feng Ziang.
"Be careful!" He Yushu was quick-witted and quick-handed. He pulled Feng Ziang away and at the same time swung his sword to block the incoming beam of spiritual power.
“Ding ding ding——”
The beam of spiritual power hit He Yushu's sword, making a crisp sound.
Although these beams are not very powerful, there are many of them, as dense as raindrops, making it difficult to avoid them.
Wu Gang, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and was secretly happy.
He had heard of this restriction before, it was called "Thousand Threads". Once triggered, it would shoot out countless beams of spiritual energy, entangling the invader until his spiritual energy was exhausted and he died.
"Feng Ziang, let's see how you can escape this time!" Wu Gang smiled grimly, quietly waiting for Feng Ziang's death.
Feng Ziang, who was protected by He Yushu behind him, did not panic.
He carefully observed the operating rules of the ban and the trajectory of the spiritual power beam, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.
The small animals around, such as rabbits and squirrels, were frightened by this sudden change and fled in all directions, which further demonstrated the danger of this restriction.
While resisting the spiritual beam, He Yushu asked with concern: "Zi'ang, how is it?"
Feng Ziang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.
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