Cui Shaoqing, who was lying in the air gasping like a dog, his confused mind paused for a moment and he was somewhat unable to react.

He lay quietly without moving.

Above his body, the suspended crabapple-shaped spiritual leaves slowly turned, absorbing the foul smell from his body one wisp after another.

After the fight, the two divine beings had already recovered from the chaos. The reason they were still restraining each other and pretending to be at odds with each other was just to protect themselves.

As a former Divine Transformation cultivator, even if he had sealed his realm with the help of the Vitality Begonia Leaves, how could he not leave a backup plan?

As a god with a split mind, the split mind is the easiest time for others to attack him. But if someone really takes advantage of this opportunity to attack him, don't blame him for being cruel.

At this moment, Cui Shaoqing was quietly gathering his energy. The surrounding scenery had turned into a world of ice and snow, like a vast glacier, but he did not take it lightly.

He also had an understanding of the illusion array he was trapped in. Even if it was not tens of thousands of layers, it was probably dozens of layers.

Dozens of fifth-order illusion arrays are superimposed on each other. Even a Spiritual Lord in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm would have to spend a lot of effort to break through them.

However, his realm at the peak was only the initial stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and he had not even comprehended the power of one turn of rules.

In this way, Cui Shaoqing lay quietly for half a month, until he sensed a cultivator passing by in the distance, and then he restrained his breath again.

He took out a candle from the storage magic treasure and lit it.

Looking at the flickering flame on the candle, Cui Shaoqing frowned.

The illusion array was really gone. The person who trapped him could obviously capture him, so why did he retreat quietly?

Placing the candle on his shoulder, Cui Shaoqing turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

Half a year later.

Three thousand miles east of the Snow Palace Fairy City, in a secret cave under a snowy mountain.

Cui Shaoqing sat cross-legged inside. Above the flickering candle in front of him, wisps of green smoke intertwined, illuminating a glacier and snowy scene, which was exactly where he was trapped before.

But he has been watching it for more than half a year and everything is normal.

Over the past six months, he had examined his body many times and found no curses, poisons, restrictions, etc., but he still couldn't figure out how he escaped from the crisis so suddenly.

This doesn't make sense in any way.

The more this happened, the more uncertain Cui Shaoqing became.

With a buzzing sound, a crabapple leaf appeared in his hand. After thinking for a while, his eyes fell on this crabapple leaf. Because he had used sword skills to break the seal many times, the decayed aura emitted by himself was released, which also stimulated this crabapple leaf.

This leaf comes from the Fairyland among the eighteen core continents.

If the Eighteen Continents are the core of the entire world of immortal cultivation, then the Fairyland Continent is the core of the Eighteen Continents.

A long time ago, when the road to ascension between heaven and earth was still open, cultivators ascended to the fairyland.

There is the fairyland above and the fairy continent below.

This spiritual leaf that looks like a crabapple leaf is called Three Thousand Tribulations.

With it, a monk who has reached the state of spiritual enlightenment can resist the decay of a three thousand year old body.

However, this is the ideal effect for a Divine Transformation cultivator who is in a state of being as motionless as a tortoise. If he fought like he did before, the decay in his body would be accelerated, which would consume the usage time of the Three Thousand Tribulations.

The origin of this spiritual leaf was that he had snatched it by entering the Fairyland on the ferry.

Why was he so excited this time that he couldn't hold back when he met a foreign cultivator? It was because the validity of this Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaf was shortening. It could have lasted another six hundred years, but now it can only last four hundred years.

Of course, he wanted to use the cultivators to board the ferry not only for the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaves, another important reason was the Five Elements Spirit Essence.

There is a rumor in the world of immortal cultivation that the spiritual essence has long been exhausted, and this rumor is not wrong.

However, this rumor has been inaccurate since four thousand years ago.

Spirit essences of heaven and earth have begun to be produced again on the Fairyland, but their quantities are rare and there are some taboos when refining them. If a cultivator who is above the initial stage of Spirit Transformation tries to refine them, he will become possessed and his magic power will explode.

That was why he stayed in the Snow Palace Fairy City and waited for the next ferry to arrive so that he could snatch the Spirit Essence of Heaven and Earth and the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaves.

Cui Shaoqing frowned. He couldn't understand why he was able to escape from the illusion array unscathed. At this moment, he tended to think that the cultivator who trapped him was a self-sealed spiritual master like him.

It’s just that other people’s sealing techniques are better than his.

An ancient bronze mirror lit up in Cui Shaoqing's storage magic treasure. He first moved the candle away before summoning the bronze mirror.

The surface of the bronze mirror was very rough and could only reflect his blurry appearance, but after the injection of magic power, it seemed as if a connecting passage had opened up.

A shadow puppet-like figure of Cui Shaoqing soon appeared in the bronze mirror and walked towards the depths of the bronze mirror step by step.

The world inside the bronze mirror is a scene of jade buildings and beautiful palaces, with immortal air floating in the air and fairies dancing. One can see beautiful clouds in the sky and the figures of boats playing in the rosy glow.

But these scenes did not cause Cui Shaoqing to be disturbed at all. He came to the foot of a fairy mountain, climbed up the stairs step by step and came to a cloud platform shrouded in fairy mist.

At this moment, in the middle of the cloud platform, there was a wafting aroma from the crane-shaped incense burner, and two figures were already lying high in the clouds.

"Brother Cui, are you going to personally take charge of the Snow Palace?"

A cold voice came from the clouds above. The speaker was a female cultivator in white. Her eyes were white and she looked like a blind person.

Cui Shaoqing bared his teeth. His original intention was to kill the Snow Palace Master, so he pushed the disguised person up. Normally speaking, with such strength, he disguised himself and came to the Snow Palace Fairy City. If not to seize the throne, what else would he do?

But I didn't expect that I almost got involved.

"Even Fellow Daoist Cui has failed. It seems that next time the ferry is launched, we will have another powerful opponent."

Blind Daoist Xie sighed softly, "I heard that a lot of cultivators from the marginal areas of the cultivation world fell from the great rift in the void of the North Continent. Is this person also from a remote place?"

“Who knows, after ten thousand years, the bottleneck of the Divine Transformation has been loosened, and with the heaven-sent immortal fate, even the remote immortal cultivation worlds in the four poles have begun to give birth to fellow Taoists who have achieved Divine Transformation.

When you reach the Spiritual Transformation Realm, if you don’t want to possess the Five Spiritual Roots, you can only rob the Spiritual Essence of Heaven and Earth. If you can’t rob the Spiritual Essence of Heaven and Earth again, I will start possessing the body.”

At this moment, another monk with a tall crown on the Yuntai spoke. This monk looked quite elegant and exuded a scholarly air.

"By the way, do you know what Daoist Brother Li wants us to do this time?"

"There must be something wrong. After all, the next ferry will not appear for another two hundred years."

Cui Shaoqing was in a depressed mood. He sat cross-legged on a cloud and began to think deeply again.

This is the illusory space within the Tianfang Mirror. Only spiritual thoughts can enter. It is the place where the monks in their camp gather and communicate.

In order to fight for the Three Thousand Tribulations and the Spirit of Heaven and Earth, in addition to openly controlling one side's power and obtaining a spot on the ferry, these godsend cultivators also need to join forces and share what they have.

There were not many cultivators in their camp, only four in total, and the leader was Fellow Daoist Li Shuanghua.

Soon, another figure fell from the cloud platform. The figure of the monk looked very tall and strong.

"Everyone, I just received a piece of news that several spiritual objects have leaked out of the Eighteen Core Continents and will soon appear on the continent."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people present were all shocked, and even Cui Shaoqing restrained his expression.

"What does Fellow Daoist Li mean?"

The eyes of the tall-crowned and elegant monk before were gleaming with brilliance.

"What are you thinking about?"

Li Shuanghua waved his hand and said, "These spiritual objects will be auctioned off in the Holy Mountain Ape City in the center of the continent. If there are any Taoist friends who want to go and take a look, we can go together in two months so that we can advance and retreat together."

…

Cui Shaoqing withdrew his spiritual thoughts from the bronze mirror and looked towards the direction of the candle again.

He himself is at the fifth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. If one wants to place restrictions on him without leaving any traces, one must be a very strong person at the middle level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. And the three thousand calamity spirit leaves on his body.

It seems even more impossible that this thing is just a spiritual leaf and is only interested in the smell of decay.

"The Mountain Ape Holy City is worth a visit. I can also take this opportunity to let a few fellow Taoists see if there is anything wrong with me."

After making up his mind, Cui Shaoqing took out two colorful stones. As the stones were crushed, colorful spiritual energy flew into his nostrils and was inhaled.

After the five-colored spiritual energy entered his body, ripples appeared on his body, and the rotten smell that remained from the previous swordsmanship was washed away by the five-colored spiritual energy.

He didn't know why he was rotting. It was not just him, the same was true for other fellow Taoists who had reached the God Transformation stage. Once the smell of decay leaked too much, they would be struck by lightning, so they had to hide.

Moreover, if he could not suppress the rotten smell in his body, it would mean telling other fellow Taoists that he could not hold on any longer.

A god who can't hold on will become the prey of other Taoists in the Yueling Continent.

…

As Cui Shaoqing entered into a state of meditation, on the Three Thousand Tribulations Spiritual Leaf that was suspended somewhere in his body, between the veins on the leaf, dots of green light flashed brightly, and a vague sense of mystery was evolving.

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Shen Lian was sitting cross-legged in the cave, squinting his eyes and his mind was calm.

As his spiritual figure opened and closed his eyes, a pattern of green leaf patterns appeared in front of him. The leaves and patterns looked like flesh and blood and meridians.

And in his perception, it was scattered like this, each ray was as weak as a spark, but they could gather together without being noticeable.

"The true mistletoe technique is indeed magical."

Shen Lian quietly sensed the divine thoughts he had cast on the crabapple spirit leaves. These divine thoughts merged with the wood-attribute juice derived from the Fuyao wood, and also merged with the crabapple leaf.

Only after he advanced to the fifth-level spiritual plant master did he inherit this secret technique.

Legend has it that in ancient times there was a common vine called oak. It had no roots or leaves and could not absorb power from the earth, but it had the ability to parasitize other spiritual plants.

The grade and spirituality of an oak vine depend on the grade of the spiritual plant it parasitizes. If it can start parasitizing when a fifth-grade spiritual plant is born, then it will have a chance to advance to the fifth grade.

The key is not that Oak Vine can advance to the fifth level, but that it can continue to parasitize peacefully and stably.

At this moment, Shen Lian used this secret method and his own spiritual plant as a basis to directly parasitize on the crabapple spiritual leaf. He could even project his own perception and spy on the cultivators.

Of course this method can succeed. On the one hand, Shen Lian's method is mysterious, he has the fifth-level spiritual wood Fuyao as a guide, his own spiritual power is also strong, and Cui Shaoqing has suppressed his realm.

"go."

At this moment, Shen Lian's spiritual figure jumped out from the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, and directly sank into the Fuyao wood in his dantian, and began to chant something. A mysterious aura emanated from the Fuyao wood.

At this moment, the patterns on the spiritual leaves on Cui Shaoqing's body outlined the shadow of a Fuyao tree. Then the scene around Cui Shaoqing appeared in his perception from the perspective of a spiritual tree.

(End of this chapter)