Compared to other fellow Taoists who were trying hard to make their way forward, running around like headless flies, Mi Xuzi staggered around to avoid the spiritual ban and entered the belly of a mountain.
This is also one of the three forbidden spiritual locations that Shen Lian can clearly sense.
The last tower-shaped spiritual forbidden area found the seventh-level mysterious magnetic stone.
At this moment, he also had some expectations for the spiritual forbidden area that was still intact and hidden in the belly of the mountain.
Regardless of whether or not we can obtain the spiritual object that can protect us from disasters, it would not be a loss even if we withdraw from this secret realm now. Every extra spiritual object we get is a profit.
The entire mountain range is filled with spiritual restrictions, and holes formed by the breaking of spiritual restrictions can be seen everywhere.
"Seventh-order earth and wood dual-attribute protective formation."
The figure kept avoiding the spiritual light that exploded from the broken spiritual ban. Mi Xuzi's eyes were shining with purple light, reflecting the appearance of the broken ban.
Cracks have appeared on the huge defensive formation, but there are spiritual restrictions between these cracks, so that the formation is still barely functioning.
Through the cracks in the spiritual barrier, a faint breath of desolation can be transmitted.
"With such a strong earthy smell, could it be that it's not the treasury?"
There was a hint of doubt in Mixuzi's purple eyes. This was clearly the belly of a mountain. What kind of sect would not build a sect treasury in the belly of a mountain but instead cultivated land?
This sect is really quite different.
"Buzz!"
There were crackling sounds when the spiritual bans collided, and flickering spiritual lights appeared, and a strong smell of decay and earth surged out.
At the same time, amidst the surging black and earth-bright auras, a rustling sound was heard, and a hazy thing was crawling out.
Mi Xuzi swept his spiritual thoughts over, raised his hand and formed a spell, a ball of wind and lightning emerged from his fingertips, jumped a few times in the air, and then drilled into the gap in the spiritual forbidden area, hitting the surging black airflow.
Thunder roared, and large tracts of black air were constantly annihilated into nothingness. However, thick earth-colored fog emerged from the deeper black air, emitting a heavy and vast breath, and the thunder gradually dissipated.
"roar!"
In the black fog, a monster with an upper body like a human and a lower body like a tree root emerged, and was then hit by the jumping wind and thunder.
The lightning exploded into dense arcs of electricity, enveloping the monster-like figure, and in the blink of an eye, the entire body was torn into pieces.
After the monster was killed, the surging black air slowly fell down and turned into dust that fell to the ground.
"An acquired being?"
Mi Xuzi's eyes lit up with purple light in an instant, and his original consciousness fell over. A ray of divine thought passed through the forbidden spiritual space and landed on the shattered body, like a pile of cracked old bark, emitting a withered breath.
This aura was somewhat different from the death he comprehended, and also somewhat different from the aura of 'dryness' he encountered in the Land of Ten Thousand Sands before. They both belonged to different branches of the mysteries of the rules of death.
The body of a human being, the body of a tree, the dual attributes of civil engineering and engineering, the civil engineering species... Oh no, the civil engineering immortal species, this is the chosen cultivator.
The next moment, Mi Xuzi grabbed the pile of bark-like bones, and a wisp of mixed black and yellow aura was caught in his hand.
"The soul energy of wood attribute is a spiritual plant or spiritual medicine related to the soul!"
Shen Lian could bet that in the entire secret realm, no one knew more about spiritual medicine than him.
This mixed smell of earth and wood indeed contained a more subtle soul power.
Mi Xuzi opened his mouth, and sucked the thread-like soul power into his mouth, and began to sense it quietly.
Don't mention it, don't mention it, this strand of soul containing the dual attributes of earth and wood was easily absorbed by the divine being.
He grabbed the corpse that had just been broken into pieces and began to study it repeatedly.
This guy's strength is not high. Judging from his aura, he is only at the fourth level. He doesn't have much intelligence either. He should be the type who attacks anyone he sees.
After thinking for a moment, Mi Xuzi's figure turned into a stream of light and passed through the cracked spiritual ban, entering the space inside the mountain.
When I stepped on the ground and looked around, I could see traces of leveling the ground. It was indeed a medicinal garden.
The sect's medicine gardens are all placed in the outside world, and rarely are they placed in the belly of a mountain and guarded by such a high-grade formation, unless they are some spiritual medicines with special growing environments and great effects.
Considering the wood-attributed soul power of the strange creature just killed, the spiritual plants cultivated here are most likely related to the soul path.
If we say that Shen Lian wants to improve the power of rules the most now, it is the three of soul, space and reincarnation. Space has space crystals, reincarnation has the reincarnation three-life stone, but the soul has nothing to assist in comprehension.
Once the soul path reaches the third level, the control over the clone will be doubled.
First there was the seventh-level mysterious magnetic stone, and now there is a mountain medicine garden that specializes in cultivating soul-spiritual elixirs. Who on earth left behind this secret realm?
It is definitely a Hedao Holy Land, but it definitely cannot be a holy land where a Hedao monk of small rules resides. Juntian Pavilion has been passed down for so long, but it does not have such a foundation.
Could it be that there is a cultivator at the twelfth level of the Hedao realm in charge?
This thought made Shen Lian both happy and somewhat painful.
The secret realms left behind by the higher-level Hedao holy lands represent greater opportunities, and there might really be spiritual creatures that can protect against disasters left here.
But if there is a Hedao cultivator at the twelfth level, and if he leaves behind some liquid food, he may not be able to deal with it now.
Especially the Tai Sui marks on Huang Youdao and the other three, which were just short of writing "There's something wrong with me" on their foreheads.
These old cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation are really annoying. If they are going to die, they should thoroughly die. Why do they use so many underworld methods to pretend to be dead? I don't know how the older generation taught them. Wouldn't it be better to pass on an environment of immortal cultivation where everyone loves each other and is in harmony with each other?
…
The whole medicine garden was filled with a strong smell of earth. A rustling sound was heard as the earth and black mist rolled around. Creatures that looked like tree men emerged and pounced towards him.
"Buzz!"
Mi Xuzi raised his hand and rolled up a ball of five-colored flames which rushed into the tree people. In the blink of an eye, the fireballs turned into a raging fire, engulfing all the tree people who rushed over in the sea of fire.
"Sizzle!"
The colorful flames were blazing, and there were occasional popping sounds, but the tree people from all directions still rushed towards the flames one after another, without any fear at all.
The tree man that rushed over quickly turned into ashes and fell down, and a large area of black and earth-colored mist was also burned away.
"Roar!"
Mist surged out from deeper inside, and the roars of tree men with even stronger auras were heard, three of which had reached the sixth level of perfection.
'Mixuzi' did not retreat. In the process of killing other tree people just now, he had already realized that these tree people had low intelligence. They had realm but no power to control rules, and their combat effectiveness was quite poor.
Looking at the three tree men as big as small mountains rushing towards him, he raised his hands, wind and thunder howled, flames rolled, and they turned into three streams of light in the air and crashed into the tree men.
These three sixth-order perfect tree men also have obvious changes from the previous tree men. They are more tree-like overall, and the proportions of human facial features are almost completely obscured.
Rather than saying that the three lightning arrows transformed from thunder and fire pierced the tree men, it would be more accurate to say that these three tree men were stubborn and did not dodge or evade the attacks but instead crashed into them head-on.
Three lightning arrows pierced through the tree man's skull. With a roar, the three tree men's skulls exploded, and lightning and flames covered their bodies, burning them to ashes.
"come over!"
Mixuzi also raised his hand and grabbed the fallen ashes. Three pea-sized glowing fruit cores were taken in by him.
The fruit core glowed dimly, emitting a rich soul essence.
After checking with divine sense, he found that these three fruit cores did not have any strange smell and could all be used as medicine to refine elixirs for the soul.
Then, flames rolled up around Mi Xuzi's body and began to burn the mist in the medicine garden. The terrain in the entire medicine garden was not flat, but a spiritual valley was built in the belly of the mountain. At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the valley.
Deep in the spiritual valley, a shriveled old tree stands.
The tree is only ten feet tall, gray-brown in color, and exudes a withered smell.
The old tree has twisted roots, and different types of branches are grafted onto its main trunk. From what Shen Lian can see, there are no less than thirty types of branches grafted onto this tree.
However, as the old tree withered, the grafted branches also withered, and they were so shriveled that it was impossible to recognize what was grafted in the first place.
It seems that the spiritual plant master of this sect back then was also a man with ideas.
After all the messy improvements, even Shen Lian, an experienced master of spiritual plants, could not tell what species the bird tree was now.
The only thing that is certain is that the wood-attributed soul power emanating from this tree is real.
It would be nice to cut it up and make a soul-guiding magic weapon.
What kind of immortal sect is this? How come it has everything? It's also Shen Lian's fault that he is used to being poor and has never seen the world. He was shocked by a piece of seventh-level mysterious magnetic stone and an unknown seventh-level dead tree.
The precious tree was right in front of him, but Mixuzi did not move at all. Instead, he stood at the entrance of the valley and looked at the surrounding environment from hundreds of miles away.
There are some tree people in the valley, but their strength is not enough to be defeated by a fire.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
As he raised his hand, colorful spiritual light flashed in his hand, and streams of light were like nails, piercing into the rock walls on both sides of the valley, and colorful spiritual light poured out.
"Daoyou, come out."
After setting up the formation, Mi Xuzi stared at the dead tree in the valley with his eyes shining with purple light.
He had sensed the dead tree several times and found that it indeed had no signs of life. However, the master who was in full control of the spiritual restriction sensed a faint fluctuation that flashed by when he sensed the spiritual restriction.
Of course, this weak fluctuation of spiritual prohibition might have been triggered inadvertently by these brain-dead tree people, but it might also have been caused by other intelligent creatures.
"If you don't come out, I'll set fire to it."
As he raised his hand, a large cauldron flew out from Mi Xuzi's hand, and crystal clear oil surged inside the cauldron.
Grease sets fire, and the fire gets bigger and bigger, setting the mountain on fire and burning your butt.
Although this dead tree contains the aura of soul attributes, it is still a tree after all, and the nemesis of wood attributes is here.
"It seems that I worried too much. This is a deadly place."
The next moment, Mi Xuzi collected the oil and rushed into the valley.
In an instant, when his figure was about to touch the dead tree in the valley.
From the cracked bark of the dead tree, streams of black gas gushed out, forming a small jade hoe, which grew to a size of several hundred feet in the air and fell towards Mi Xuzi's head.
At the same time, black flowers grew around the dead tree, making the void stagnant.
"Boom!"
The jade hoe hit Mi Xuzi squarely on the forehead.
Click.
The skull cracked and thick fat gushed out, then with a loud bang it turned into a cloud of fire that swept in all directions.
As the grease splashed, it also swept away the other fog in the valley.
At the entrance of the valley, Mi Xuzi stood with his hands behind his back. His shadow was hazy and a silver light flashed.
"Fellow Daoist, I will give you some oil and water after you have been hungry for so many years."
The oil extracted from the sixth-level monster, combined with the flame condensed from the five elements of magic power, instantly increased its power by 50%.
In the valley, a fire was raging. A thick black halo was released from a dead tree, blocking the flames that were rising from all directions.
"Buzz!"
A figure dressed in coarse linen clothes emerged among the swaying dead trees.
"Spiritual Plant Master."
With just one glance, Mi Xuzi understood everything.
A spiritual plant master with a seventh-level spiritual plant can indeed survive for a long time, but he has to be more than an ordinary spiritual plant master.
"Finally I saw a living person."
Although the figure on the dead tree is illusory, the face that is revealed is very clear, and one can see an indescribable sense of tiredness in the expression.
Then, streams of earth-yellow air rolled up from under the dead tree and transformed into balls of yellow sand that covered the dancing flames in the valley.
"Young man, you are so rude."
"My friend, what you said is wrong. You are allowed to hide secretly, but you are not allowed to set fire to the valley. You are also very rude."
Mi Xuzi looked at the shadow and was very curious.
This secret realm has obviously been in ruins for quite some time. To be able to retain a living being with immortal willpower, they must have some outstanding means.
Moreover, he was completely in the dark about this secret realm. Apart from being able to sense some spiritual restrictions, he had not discovered any other relevant information.
"Daoyou, what year is it tonight?"
The shadow of the dead tree flickered and its attitude softened. "I have been silent for too long, so it is inevitable that my thoughts are a little inflexible. Please don't blame me, fellow Daoist."
As a spiritual plant master who has fused with the sect's Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood, even though he has fallen into such a situation now, he can still sense the pressure from the cultivator at the mouth of the valley.
If not for this, it would have taken action long ago.
"I don't even know when your clan was destroyed. What's the use of knowing what time it is now?"
Mi Xuzi continued to speak impolitely.
"Fellow Daoist, the fact that you can come to my sect shows that you and my Dingyuan Immortal Sect have a connection."
The shadow of the dead tree continued, "Fellow Daoist, I am already a broken body that could collapse at any time. My sect has been destroyed for who knows how many years. You are the first cultivator to come here in all these years. I am willing to pass on everything I have learned to you.
If you look down upon my inheritance of cultivation, I hope you will find a suitable cultivator to pass it on to you in the future.
This Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood was cultivated by me with the help of several generations of spiritual plant masters in the sect, and after tens of thousands of years of effort, it can help you comprehend the rules of the Soul Dao. How about it as a thank you gift for helping me?"
"Well, why don't you imprint the inheritance on this jade slip first? I swear to help you fulfill your last wish, and you can just commit suicide."
An ordinary jade slip was thrown out by Mi Xuzi and flew directly in front of the shadow of the dead tree.
"With my oath, you don't have to worry about me going back on my word. I think you will die without any regrets."
Mi Xuzi stared at the shadow of the dead tree without blinking, with a nasty smile on his face.
"Um!"
When the withered tree shadow heard this, his expression froze and he began to tremble with anger.
After a while, it said coldly, "Daoyou, your words are too much."
It didn't really want to die. If it hadn't sensed that the aura of the cultivator in front of it was too strong and not as simple as the late stage of the Refining Void as it looked on the surface, would it have been so careless? Not to mention, this guy had no immortal virtue at all. Not only did he not enter the valley, he also set up formations on both sides of the valley to surround it.
The foreign monks are really rude.
"You said you wanted to die, but now you don't want to die anymore. You are so fickle."
Mi Xuzi looked at the shadow of the dead tree and said coldly, "If you don't want the dignity I give you, don't blame me for helping you."
"not good!"
The shadow on the dead tree suddenly felt a heat wave rolling up in the valley, which pierced the formation flags in the valley and rolled up a howling gale. As the five elements circulated, colorful flames fell from the sky and instantly enveloped the valley.
It immediately became furious, "Damn it, even if my Dingyuan Immortal Sect is in decline, you guys can't bully me."
"Then I'll just have a chance to see what the monks from the holy land are capable of!"
Outside the valley, Mi Xuzi spoke coldly, a silver light flashed on his body, a space corridor evolved under his feet, wind and thunder wings emerged behind him, and his whole body merged into the five elements formation.
"go!"
Colorful fireballs emerged from the formation like meteors and crashed down on the top of the dead tree.
"Boom!"
The dead trees swayed, forming a black light barrier, desperately resisting the falling fireball, but the falling flames were not only scorching, but also emitted an incomparable law of gravity.
After being hammered only three times, the shadow of the dead tree could no longer bear it. The branches that were more than ten feet high bent, and the ground began to shake violently.
A crack appeared under the tree, and the dead tree quickly pulled up its roots along the crack and fled away.
After losing the dead tree, the derived shield was smashed into nothingness by the fireball.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop. We can discuss this further. I can tell you the location of the Dingyuan Immortal Sect's treasury."
"There are more than one spiritual objects that can protect you from disasters in our sect's treasury, and one of them is a spiritual object that can protect you from disasters and has the attributes of a spiritual object of a great rule."
The dead tree kept hitting the edge of the formation, but was hit back by the fireball every time, looking in a miserable state.
"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. Your sect has been destroyed, but they still left the spiritual objects in your sect's treasury. Fellow Daoist, you should find a good reason to beg for mercy."
The phantom of the dead tree within the formation screamed wildly. Now it was trapped in the formation and could not see the true body of the cultivator outside at all. It could only wait for an opportunity to kill with one blow.
"Fellow Daoist, our sect was destroyed suddenly, and the entire sect was smashed into nothingness. Outsiders had no time to open the sect's treasury.
If I had not happened to be here to serve the Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood, and if I had not been protected by the formation outside, and had not merged with the True Spirit Wood at the critical moment, I would not have been able to hold on until now.
Fellow Daoist, I admit that I did try to deceive you before, but I just wanted to save my life. Your formation is so powerful that I admit defeat sincerely.
This Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood is a seventh-level spiritual wood. Even if it is withered, it can still be used to refine seventh-level soul spiritual treasures. I am willing to offer it to you, my fellow Taoist. I only ask you to give me a way to survive."
"Fellow Daoist, everything I said is true."
The phantom of the dead tree roared, it was also confused. As the chief spiritual plant master of the Hedao Holy Land, with the cultivated Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood, he was confident that the probability of advancing to the Hedao level was more than 50%.
Just when he was about to usher in his own golden age of cultivating immortals, the sect was destroyed with a loud bang. If he had not happened to pick up the Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood, his soul might have been annihilated long ago.
If the monks outside didn't believe it, who could it go to for justice? If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed that he would be so miserable.
"Fellow Daoist, if you don't believe me, you can go out and ask around. The destruction of my Dingyuan Immortal Sect must be a major event that alarmed the Haotian Realm. It's impossible that there would be no movement at all."
"My sect was ranked 14th among the Hedao sects in Haotian Realm. The most powerful Hedao ancestor in the sect had already reached the peak of the twelfth floor realm. He only needed to build his own immortal realm before he could step into the Yujing realm."
"I don't know why the sect was destroyed!"
As the shadow of the dead tree spoke, he really touched upon a sad point, and his mood suddenly became gloomy.
How could a disciple of the dignified Hedao Sect fall into the state of neither human nor soul?
But Mi Xuzi, who was outside the formation, was not calm at all with purple light flashing in his eyes.
Even the distant original body shook a little.
...No, no, no, he was not afraid... He just had a few cramps just now. He had been sitting cross-legged for too long, and even the muscles and bones of a Void Refining cultivator could not bear it.
The Hedao Holy Land, which has reached the peak realm of the twelfth floor, is an existence that can crush the Juntian Pavilion repeatedly with ten fingers.
This secret place has a big pit.
It was obvious that this cultivator regarded him as a cultivator in the Haotian realm.
There were rumors before that the three realms and nine heavens in the Lingze ancient land were connected, and now it has been confirmed.
Even the holy land with the Hedao ancestor at the twelfth level was beaten into nothingness, and the one who made the move had to be at least a Hedao cultivator at the Yujing level.
"Fellow Daoist, to show your sincerity, please first tell me the location of the sect's treasury."
Mi Xuzi opened his mouth, but his hands did not stop moving at all. He spit out a stream of yin and yang air from his mouth, which rushed into the formation and rushed towards the dead tree.
The formation did not exert too much power, not because of its low grade, but because it was located inside a seventh-grade fragment spiritual forbidden formation. Another purpose of this formation was to separate the dead tree from the formation outside.
It would be troublesome if this Taoist friend whose body has melted into a dead tree could not think straight and ran headfirst into the seventh-order fragment formation, dragging him to the underworld together.
“Boom!”
The dead tree that was avoiding the fireball was caught off guard and was hit by the Yin-Yang River falling from the sky. The whole tree smashed against the rock wall of the valley and was then engulfed by the overwhelming thunder and fire.
But pieces of bark fell off the swaying dead trees and turned into powder with a rustling sound, forming a thick circle of dust defense that blocked the flames outside.
After removing the bark, a crack can be seen on the exposed tree trunk. Inside the crack is a figure like a withered skeleton, surrounded by dense roots, forming a whole.
The advantages of a spiritual plant master were highlighted in this way. All the other figures in the secret realm turned into dry bones, but this cultivator was able to survive.
"Fellow Daoist, I only want a glimmer of hope, why are you forcing me so hard!"
On top of the dead tree, the shadow twisted its body and screamed loudly, but it had no chance to fight back.
This cultivator must be a cultivator from the top Hedao sect in Haotian Realm.
Outside the formation, 'Mixuzi' continuously launched attacks. Each of his attacks was now comparable to a full-strength attack from an ordinary cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of the Refining Void Realm. Furthermore, he was protected by the Five Elements Formation, which meant that he only hit others without getting hit himself.
Long rivers of yin and yang fell from the sky, and endless pressure poured down, and the resistance of the monk with a dead tree was directly shattered.
In the long river of Yin and Yang, there are countless sword lights, palaces, and boats, carrying with them the aura of sharpness, gravity, and so on, which cause the dead trees to continuously drop large pieces of withered branches and leaves.
"ah!"
The phantom riding the dead tree had no time to dodge. The sweeping energy shattered the defense made of the bark and touched its original flesh.
"Crack!"
Finally, at the moment when a piece of yin and yang mysterious light fell, the sitting figure sandwiched in the gap of the tree trunk was directly stirred into a cloud of white dust and floated away.
The entire dead tree rolled and embedded itself into the rock wall. Then a dazzling sword light slashed down, chopping off a branch.
Under a series of attacks, the phantom could only parry and had no ability to fight back. After a section of its branches was cut off, its breath became a little weaker.
But in the blink of an eye, the broken branches were called back, and with streams of faint light gushing out, they grew together again.
"How many rules have you comprehended?"
The phantom was horrified and kept complaining in his mind, wondering how he could have encountered such a powerful cultivator who came in to seek opportunities. The fighting power of the man in front of him was fully qualified to fight with the First Saint Son when the sect was still alive.
In each generation of Dingyuan Xianzong, there are between three and five seeds of the Dao, and the purpose is to select a candidate who can trigger the nine-nine heavenly tribulations through competition.
Of course, he is not bad either, he is just old and doesn't like fighting anymore. If he really wants to fight, he can also be listed among the seeds of Hedao.
"People who are dying don't need to know so much."
Mi Xuzi spoke expressionlessly, his big hand stretched out from his sleeve, and streams of extremely mysterious aura gathered in his palm.
Rules of power with different attributes were derived from the five fingers, condensing into a colorful giant hand in the air and falling down.
The original body has comprehended the power of Hunyuan. As the clone ranked first in combat power, although he has not practiced the art of Hunyuan, he can imitate the original body and integrate the power of his own rules into one, which is still very simple.
"You are going too far. I am not someone you can bully."
Sensing the increasingly terrifying aura, the phantom roared, and streams of black gas rose from the dead tree. The colorful fireballs that fell when the formation was activated were overturned one after another by the distorted energy triggered by the black gas.
The phantom merged with the dead tree and turned into a strange tree man with a human face, from which emanated three mysterious auras: the five elements, the soul, and death.
Among these three auras, the aura of death was the most intense. The black smoke and dust rolled up a long black dragon, which opened its mouth the moment it was formed and swallowed several fireballs in succession, annihilating them into nothingness in the dragon's mouth.
"Since you want me to die, I will make you pay the price today even if I die!"
The transformed tree man roared, and then the long black dragon rushed towards the formation.
"Yin Yang Fire!"
In an instant, a long river of black and white flames suddenly surged out from the five-colored flames of the formation, surrounding the rushing black dragon.
"Shield!"
The tree man swayed, and the dry branches that were as lush as a forest swayed as well. Wisps of the five elements gushed out, forming an enormous colorful spiritual wood shield in the air.
"Explode for me!"
The moment the shield was formed, the black dragon that was rushing forward suddenly swelled up, and a vast aura surged up, turning into a huge wave that rumbled towards a part of the formation.
Snap!
The formation suddenly began to shake violently, and cracks spread out.
When the tree man saw cracks in the formation, he was overjoyed.
"Soul-stealing!"
In an instant, the soul aura on the dead tree, which was flickering with a faint glow, gave rise to a ray of green light, which flashed through the cracks.
"town!"
The moment the green light shone in Mixuzi's eyes, a ray of dazzling purple light fell first. Three hundred and sixty-five spaces evolved in the purple light, which instantly smashed the green light into countless pieces.
“Boom!”
The moment the green light was suppressed, the tree man swayed violently, and the colorful shield suspended in the air shattered into pieces, and then was submerged by the overwhelming colorful spiritual fire.
Moreover, the Yin-Yang River poured down with countless swords, spears, and ships, suppressing the tree man on the spot.
The colorful flames were blazing, the branches on the tree man were burning, and pieces of charred charcoal fell down.
But the human face that appeared on the trunk kept twisting and struggling.
"The treasure house is in the southeast. The secret technique to open the treasure house is..."
Seeing that he was about to be completely swallowed by the colorful flames, the tree man shouted in horror. The purpose of such a cultivator coming into his sect's ruins was obvious: it was for resources.
"Fellow Daoist, you are just a farmer. How can you get involved in the forbidden treasure house?"
Mi Xuzi remained indifferent. A large river of Yin and Yang poured down, cutting off the branches of the dead tree one by one from the trunk. His magic power even swept into the inside of the trunk and cleansed everything.
"I won't give in!"
Finally, the face on the tree trunk froze, the dim light in its wide-open eyes faded, leaving behind two eye-shaped marks.
A wisp of gray smoke swirled up.
"Daoyou, your chance is mine!"
The next moment, the five elements formation suddenly fell down, and a figure rushed in impatiently, ran towards the dead tree with a loud laugh, and grabbed down with a big hand.
The moment the palm touched the dead tree, tiny dots of light lit up all over the dead tree and quickly gathered together.
The strong soul power swept in all directions, sweeping away the attacking colorful fireball, and formed a soul barrier in the air, covering the branches and Mi Xuzi who rushed in.
The barrier appears to be a sphere, with wisps of emerald green growing inside. Especially when compared with the gray scene around it, this wisp of green is even more vibrant.
In the green, an extremely clear soul shadow emerged and turned into a middle-aged monk wearing shorts and holding a jade hoe.
"Fellow Daoist, no matter how cunning a fox is, it cannot escape a good hunter!"
At this moment, a relieved smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged cultivator. After sensing the breath of the outsider, he knew that even with the help of the Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood, he would probably not be the opponent in the end.
Only when they fight desperately and are suppressed can the monks' vigilance be lowered.
All the previous scenes were just for this final blow.
He is a spiritual plant master. Although the Thousand Souls True Spirit Wood he cultivated is an acquired spiritual wood, it is a genuine seventh-level soul wood, and the two have been fused for who knows how many years.
"ah……"
Suddenly, the middle-aged monk was startled.
The figure that was drawn into the barrier by him had a wrong aura.
"What a spiritual tree! Even with my second-level soul path rules, I couldn't sense your hidden soul power."
Mi Xuzi, who was trapped in the barrier, did not look panicked at all.
Before, he did sense that the tree man’s inner soul power had been completely annihilated, along with the soul smoke.
Perceptually, the feedback he got was that it was dead.
But in his heart, he felt that this cultivator might not be dead.
So, a puppet talisman man was thrown out.
You see, it’s revealed in one go.
In fact, all the circumstances that occurred when the Taoist friend just fought were not important in his eyes. No matter whether the fight was a flourish or a fierce one, he would not come to collect the spoils personally.
Is it so easy to collect spoils of war? You need to explore, test and wait. It takes a hundred or eighty years to wait.
"you!"
Just as the middle-aged spiritual plant master was about to speak, Mi Xuzi grinned in the barrier, and then his entire body turned into a puff of flame and ignited.
"The sun and the moon are falling from the sky!"
At the same time, Mi Xuzi outside the formation waved a big flag, and two sun, moon and stars rotated and fell down, bringing countless swords, sabers and ship towers to submerge the barrier.
“Puff.”
The dim light barrier shattered into pieces, and the figure of the green spiritual plant master inside was shattered into nothingness, turning into bits of broken soul energy.
…
After more than ten breaths.
Hundreds of small gourds appeared at the location where the energy exploded, and each gourd contained a portion of the fragments of soul power.
When dealing with a cultivator with an abnormal soul, we must not take it lightly.
No matter whether you have any backup plan or not, you will be cut into hundreds of pieces and become a pile of loose sand.
On the ground, the burnt branches were charred and piled up in a mess.
Deep in the crack of the main trunk, a piece of wood shaped like a tree knot was taken out.
"The heart of the soul tree."
Mi Xuzi drew the tree heart close to him, and the soul rules on his body evolved autonomously and transformed into a stone chime. His perception of the mysteries of the soul way was like wild weeds that grew wildly and could not be stopped.
In addition to the tree core, the remaining trunk is also a seventh-level soul material.
As for the remaining branches, they are grafted and their grade has reached at least the sixth grade, but they do not belong to the soul attribute.
It seems that this spiritual plant master has great ambitions and wants to cultivate a spiritual tree that combines many rules such as the Five Elements and the Soul Path.
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Not long after, Shen Lian, who was in control of the spiritual ban at the entrance, frowned.
The spiritual plant master he killed was named Lin Muling, and what he said before was not a lie.
Although this cultivator is not a Hedao Seed of the sect, his status in Dingyuan Immortal Sect is not low. The main reason why he cannot become a Hedao Seed is that his mind is focused on cultivating spiritual trees.
He wanted to cultivate a seventh-level spiritual creature for himself, and he also had the ambition to transform it into a Tao seed.
It's a pity that the sect was destroyed too quickly, and the entire core area of the sect was uprooted and pushed into the void starry sea.
This cultivator also speculated that the sect's core area entering the void star sea was not done by the people who destroyed the sect, but most likely by the sect's ancestors.
Otherwise, he would not have had the time to merge with the seventh-level spirit wood and survive to his current situation.
"Your death was not unjust!"
In his fragmented memories, Shen Lian also found that this cultivator wanted to possess another body. This was not impossible. With the blessing of the seventh-level soul wood, the probability of someone else succeeding was very high.
"Two Twelve Floor Realm cultivators, one Dao Foundation Realm cultivator, three Dao Seed cultivators who have a great chance of surviving the Dao Heavenly Tribulation, plus you, a cultivator who claims to have a 50% chance of surviving the Tribulation, is this the strength of a Dao-harboring sect in the Haotian Realm?"
In the eyes of Dingyuan Immortal Sect, the concept of judging the seeds of Hedao is far different from that of Juntian Realm.
Other sects that have the ability to obtain spiritual objects that can protect against calamities will let their disciples sense the spiritual objects in advance, so as to make a more accurate judgment on the probability level of successfully surviving the calamity.
This includes the cultivator's own foundation and the foundation provided by the sect. Ordinary Hedao sects cannot afford to play with this.
"No wonder Haotian Realm looks down on Juntian Realm. The immortal families from generation to generation have controlled the channels for promotion. Who would look down on the humble family?"
Shen Lian thought about it and felt that he might not even be considered a poor family. Not to mention the mark of rules, he didn't even have a piece of land. He could only be considered a hooligan.
Rubbing his head, he felt that he could not explore this secret realm any further.
If you continue digging down, you will easily dig up a ghost.
If it was really the ancestors of Dingyuan Immortal Sect who pushed the core area of the sect into the Void Star Sea, then it is very likely that the marks on Huang Youdao and the other three were a setup by the Hedao ancestors of Dingyuan Immortal Sect.
The twelfth floor.
I'm so scared.
"Fortunately, there should be some restrictions, otherwise it would be impossible for there to be no movement now."
After much thought, Shen Lian decided that, for the sake of safety, it would be better to explore the secret realm in a limited and controlled manner.
We cannot walk on the edge of the knife repeatedly just because of possible limitations. We must still have the most basic respect for the ancestors of Hedao.
After sensing it, the pure and mysterious soul that emerged from the heart of the Soul Tree that Mi Xuzi had obtained was too intense, so he began to sit down and comprehend it.
According to this scenario, it won't take long to achieve the third transformation of the soul. Once the third transformation is completed, the control power will be doubled, and the Hunyuan magic power controlled by Shen Lian himself will also change.
"The one doing this is a spiritual creature that protects against disasters. While Mixuzi's clone is comprehending the rules of the soul path, I will quickly sense the spiritual restriction at the clan treasury in the southeast direction.
If I can obtain a spiritual object that can protect me from the disaster, that would be the best. If not, I will withdraw from the secret realm. I will leave Huang Youdao and the other three in my hands, and I will come back to explore after I have improved my strength."
Archaeological excavations have phases one and two. Shen Lian feels that his participation in this secret realm can also be divided into phases one and two.
I can't defeat the possible twelfth-floor realm ancestor now, so I'll wait until he improves his strength before defeating him. Is there any problem with that?
"I am a person who participates in the opportunities of the secret realm in installments and retreats from practicing intensively. I am really a genius cultivator."
Muttering something, Shen Lian regretted letting in so many cultivators.
It seems that these cultivators cannot be released, especially the beautiful woman from Lingmu Fairy Palace. Once they go out and attract the Fairy Palace, it will be even more troublesome.
However, regret is only temporary, and the development of things is not something he can control.
The situation has changed so much that he couldn't contribute the remains of a Hedao sect that truly possessed a spiritual object that could protect it from disasters, even if it took another 10,000 years to excavate it.
(End of this chapter)
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