In the secret realm, there is a holy place for civil engineering practice.
Mi Xuzi was shrouded in a dim light by the heart of the Soul Dao tree. The image of the stone chime that belonged to the Soul Dao rules became clearer and clearer, and the patterns on it also became clearer and clearer.
A series of tinkling sounds came from the stone chimes, echoing in the sea of divine consciousness, constantly stimulating the little man to resonate in the mystery.
Seven or eight years passed in a flash.
"The soul has reached the third level, and the aura has increased several times compared to before."
At this moment, Mi Xuzi's eyes flashed with purple light, and when he spread his palms, a materialized stone chime appeared, releasing circles of dim light as it floated up and down.
"What a Soul Path Tree Heart! Why is there no relevant cultivation experience in this cultivator's memory?"
After the Soul Path was advanced to the third level, the previous Soul Path tree heart had been completely refined. Shen Lian had only one idea in his mind about the treasure that could advance the Soul Path so easily.
I want both.
Unfortunately, there is no record of the relevant soul-path spiritual wood in the broken memories left by the spiritual plant master.
"Fellow Daoist, you have such unkind thoughts that you would rather die than give it to me."
After thinking about it, Shen Lian suddenly understood that someone had deliberately destroyed the relevant memories and would not give them to him even if he was dead.
However, he soon came to his senses. The cultivation of this kind of acquired spiritual wood is largely accidental. Even if it is cultivated step by step, it is not necessarily possible to grow two identical plants.
In addition, a seventh-level spiritual wood cannot be cultivated overnight. It probably took more than 100,000 years.
Hundreds of thousands of years, and Shen Lian is only about ten thousand years old now.
By the time he spends time cultivating it bit by bit, it will probably be too late to use it by then.
It turned out that this path of self-cultivation was not suitable for him, and he still had to beg for alms from other fellow Taoists.
Mi Xuzi refined the Soul Path Tree and advanced to the third level of the Soul Path. Naturally, Shen Lian's comprehension of the Soul Path also came to fruition.
The comprehension of the rules by Dao-based cultivators is also at the third level, but some of them have the blessing of Dao seeds, which makes the rules more substantial.
"I wonder how far my three-transformation soul path lags behind the soul path that is truly blessed by the Dao Seed?"
"A thing of the Tao seed, can my Hunyuan power become a thing of the Tao seed?"
"We'll give it a try after we get out. Now let's take a look at the treasure house. If it's really impossible, we'll leave early. We can't just waste time here."
Shen Lian gathered his thoughts and spent quite a bit of time comprehending the Third Transformation of the Soul Path. During this period, not all cultivators who came into the secret realm were so honest, and some had already begun to head deeper into the secret realm.
"Buzz!"
In a flash, the purple light transformed into 365 chessboards, and countless spiritual bans appeared in the perception.
The benefits of the third transformation of the soul path were immediately apparent, and the perception was several times stronger than before.
It had taken him several decades to sense only three spiritual forbidden places relatively clearly. Now that his soul path had been enhanced, the number of spiritual forbidden places he could sense clearly had suddenly increased to eleven.
However, Shen Lian was incredibly awake at this moment. Even though he knew that there were very likely seventh-level spiritual objects in these places he could sense, he still flew straight over.
Right now, the Zongku in the southeast direction is his only target.
If he could obtain a magical object that could protect him from disasters, he would be able to retreat victoriously and return home to prepare for a second excavation of the ruins.
Everything in here will be his sooner or later, so there is no need to fight for it now. Just pick up the most important spiritual object first.
Driven by the command, after coming out of the Holy Land of Tumu, Mi Xuzi, under the guidance of Shen Lian, continued to bypass the messy restrictions and headed towards the southeast.
The area of this secret realm is no less than hundreds of thousands of miles, and the void is full of broken spiritual bans. The cultivators cannot fly faster even if they want to, and the slightest mistake will cause large-scale turbulence in the spiritual bans.
Although Mi Xuzi has Shen Lian as his guide, he will still accidentally encounter some hidden spiritual bans along the way. Needless to say, the same is true for other cultivators who come in. Some of them are so unlucky that they are killed by the spiritual bans.
There were a total of twenty-four cultivators who had come in before. During the time when Mixuzi was comprehending the third level of the soul path, eight of them were killed, all of whom died due to falling into spiritual confinement.
In such a vast area, and thanks to so many broken spiritual forbidden formations, Shen Lian was able to barely have an extra pair of eyes.
He ran up and down all the way, crawled through holes and climbed along the hillside, flew over a group of empty palaces, and entered a winding mountain range again.
"Go three thousand miles to the left and bypass the main peak in front."
On the main peak of the winding mountain range, the ochre-yellow spiritual ban evolved into a ferocious dragon, which coiled from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, exuding a ferocious aura.
Mi Xuzi took a look and thought there must be some treasure inside.
However, he just took a look and started to take a detour.
…
Secret territory in the southeast.
There was a bright silver light here, and space ripples fell from the sky and collided with large areas of spiritual restrictions, forming a broken space area stretching for thousands of miles.
In this area, space fragments and spiritual restrictions transformed into images of swords and weapons, and there was a constant crackling sound of killing.
After traveling for more than half a year, Mi Xuzi finally landed on a low mountain. He looked towards the distance at a vast ocean formed by silver and black turbid air, spiritual restrictions, and space.
In the vast ocean, a towering mountain stands. The surface of the mountain is covered with jagged rocks, and the spiritual barriers are like demon scales, densely flashing with faint light, constantly colliding with the space debris falling from the surrounding void.
It can be seen that many parts of the spiritual restrictions on the mountain have been broken into pieces. The original five-element cyclical spiritual restrictions have also become five-element chaotic spiritual restrictions, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction.
After 'Mi Xuzi' stood still, purple light shone between his eyes as he opened and closed them. He quietly sensed the connection between himself and the original body, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.
The space here is too broken, and the distance is too far, so my sense of the spiritual prohibitions here is not obvious. Fortunately, the connection between me and my clone is still very strong.
A sect's treasure house is of utmost importance. Along the way, the spiritual forbidden area here is also the best preserved place.
From this, we can see that when this holy land was at its peak, the formation arranged in the treasury was most likely of the seventh-grade upper grade.
I believe that a sect that has reached the pinnacle of the twelfth level of harmony should have the foundation to arrange a seventh-grade superior formation.
This is very unfriendly and it's obvious that they are on guard against him.
Fortunately, there are many holes on the huge mountain. Even the most advanced formations cannot withstand the erosion of time. Coupled with the erosion of space debris that is surging all the time, there is still a chance to enter the treasure house.
Even though there was a spiritual forbidden cave right in front of him, Mi Xuzi did not rush up, but began to circle around it.
As a seventh-grade lower-grade formation master, he could still understand to some extent the spiritual restrictions that emerged after the seventh-grade upper-grade formation was broken.
It's impossible to break the formation, but you can still find a loophole in the broken formation.
"The five elements are mutually generated, and the internal and external evolution of the mutual generation method has at least nine levels. The reversal rune can reverse the five elements and burst out the killing power at any time."
His eyes captured the scattered broken runes and spiritual prohibitions, from which he obtained relevant information about this formation.
"There are a total of six broken places, all covered by the broken space. The broken place on the Li position has the least spiritual restrictions, but the aura inside is too violent. Although the broken spiritual restrictions on the Kan position are more, the interior is the most stable among the six places."
After circling the Treasure House Mountain Range for hundreds of times, Mi Xuzi stood quietly outside the mountain range, carefully considering the location to enter the treasure house.
"Fortunately, I know a little bit about formations, and I have also cultivated a little bit of spatial power, so I can clearly sense the fluctuations inside the Broken Spiritual Confinement."
"The treasure mountain is right in front of us, and I choose you!"
Outside the Kan position, a ball of silver light appeared on Mi Xuzi's body, and a silver passage appeared under his footsteps and squeezed into the broken space area.
In an instant, the surging space fragments and spiritual restrictions seemed to have found an outlet and rushed towards the condensed space corridor.
Crackling sounds rang out one after another, and the silver light in the sky shone all around. The turbid air wandering in it even evolved into ferocious turbid air beasts, which let out roars like the whistling wind.
Stepping on the silver light channel, Mi Xuzi was surrounded by colorful spiritual light forming a shield. He withstood the impact of the spiritual ban and space debris and crashed into the spiritual ban cave that had cracked outside the mountain.
When Mi Xuzi entered the mountain, the spiritual restriction and space gradually calmed down. At the edge of the mountain, a speck of dust lit up and turned into crystal water droplets, from which walked out a beautiful woman with a round and plump figure.
Among the twenty-four cultivators allowed into the secret realm, there was only one female cultivator who was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar.
"Master, it seems that this man is really a formation master."
Zan Ling's voice sounded, and Gong Jingzhi looked towards the spiritual forbidden cave exposed on the mountain.
In fact, she had come here a long time ago following her intuition, and she also knew that this was a sect treasury, and she also knew the origin of this secret place.
However, the aura emitted by the formation was too strong, so she stopped after trying it a few times.
"Master, follow him in and let him explore the spiritual forbidden area as a pioneer."
The weapon spirit continued to speak excitedly, "The Dingyuan Immortal Sect's treasury must have spiritual objects that can protect against disasters. It is very likely that there are more than one. Master, your chance to achieve harmony with the great rules has come."
The Dingyuan Immortal Sect was ranked 14th in the Haotian Realm at that time. The sudden demise of such a powerful sect was bound to attract attention, and many rumors arose from it.
As an elder of the Immortal Palace, Gong Jingzhi had naturally heard of this rumor.
Dingyuan Immortal Sect has three sects, two Twelve Floors and one Dao Base. Its sect's spiritual treasure, Dingyuan Xuntian Bell, is even more extraordinary. It is a seventh-level spiritual treasure that combines the three attributes of soul, gravity, and thunder and fire.
Moreover, there are two major marks on the regular strings: the Four-turn Soul Path and the Gravity and Magnetic Light.
The leader of the sect is the holder of the fifth-level gravity mark.
In view of the mystery of this bell, Dingyuan Immortal Sect is also one of the sects that guards the Haotian Realm Star Sea and seals the Turbid Air Cave.
This matter started with the giants in the fairy world who created the starry sea ban of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens. The ban of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens suppressed the turbid air rising from the heaven and earth to the Lower Juntian Realm.
However, the vast fairyland is a realm of large cycles. It cannot be completely sealed by simply sealing off the sea of stars. In the process of setting up the spiritual ban, it is inevitable that there will be varying numbers of loopholes.
Unlike Juntian Realm which only has one small cave, Haotian Realm has nine turbid air caves, and each turbid air cave is suppressed by a holy sect.
When Dingyuan Immortal Sect was destroyed, the biggest rumor was that when Dingyuan Immortal Sect was in charge of the Turbidity Cave, it discovered an innate spiritual object in the Turbidity Cave.
It is not uncommon to find innate spiritual objects in the sinking turbid air. After all, the seal of the star sea has caused the state of heaven and earth, where clear and turbid air should have been blending at all times, to become a state where clear air rises and turbid air descends.
The starry realm is not just a series of regions, there is also a vast and unfathomable sea of nothingness. No one can tell how many spiritual creatures have sunk into it over the endless years.
The grades of innate spiritual objects vary. It is impossible for a sixth or seventh grade spiritual object to bring disaster to the Dingyuan Immortal Sect. If the rumors are true, it is very likely an eighth grade spiritual object.
In short, the demise of Dingyuan Immortal Sect caused a big stir, and the rumor about the eighth-level spiritual creature spread far and wide.
It is obvious that the Dingyuan Immortal Sect, which ranks 14th among the Hedao Holy Lands, cannot grasp a spiritual object of this quality.
Gong Jingzhi had never expected that when she came to the lower world to look for a spiritual object to protect herself from disasters, she would run into the Dingyuan Immortal Sect which was rumored to have been destroyed.
Dingyuan Immortal Sect has a cultivator who has reached the twelfth level. For the entire Lingmu Immortal Palace, this opportunity is nothing, but for her, once she digests the heritage here, it will mean that she has the foundation to advance to the twelfth level.
Once one advances to the twelfth level in Lingmu Immortal Palace, one can obtain some of the resource benefits of certain areas. Her immediate superior, Tianyuan Daozun, is just a Hedao cultivator at the twelfth level.
Thinking of this, a hint of eagerness emerged in her heart.
"Wait a little longer."
Standing on the edge of the broken space, Gong Jingzhi was not in a hurry to go in. She wanted to see if there would be any more energy coming out.
After entering the secret realm, she bumped into three or four spiritual forbidden places in succession without thinking, and then she stabilized her rhythm. From some ruined palaces and ruins, she learned that this secret realm was the Dingyuan Immortal Sect, and she rushed to the treasure house.
Of course, she did not know the location of the treasure house in advance, but as an elder of Lingmu Fairy Palace, she practiced many secret techniques in the palace, one of which was to sense the innate spiritual power of spiritual objects that could protect her from disasters, in order to facilitate the search for spiritual objects that could protect her from disasters.
After arriving here, he was first shocked by the broken spiritual ban, and then after performing secret techniques many times and sensing at close range, he was sure that this was the former treasury of Dingyuan Xianzong.
However, after several failed attempts to break in by force, he hid himself and waited for other monks to arrive, hoping to fish in troubled waters.
Soon, an incense stick of time passed.
"Owner."
Zan Ling was eager to try and couldn't wait.
As the incense stick of time passed, the cave that the monk had just entered was still calm without much waves, and Gong Jingzhi finally couldn't control herself anymore.
"Walk!"
As the sound fell, a drop of black water fell from the jade hairpin, and as it rolled, it turned into a size of ten feet, and derived circles of mysterious patterns, which suppressed the surging space fragments. Gong Jingzhi flew away along the hole where Mi Xuzi entered.
“Crack!”
The spiritual barrier that was cracked on the mountain seemed to be a rock wall in front of it, but in fact, after crashing into it, one directly entered a deep space opened up by the spiritual barrier.
The Black Water Mysterious Pearl rolled, and the aura of gravity filled the air, pressing down the broken space. After it had safely entered a distance of a hundred miles, suddenly the space fragments surging around it burst out like a volcano.
The broken spiritual restriction and space kept rolling, making popping sounds, and turned into a torrent that rushed towards the Black Water Pearl.
Gong Jingzhi's expression changed inside the black pearl, and she quickly made hand gestures. The black pearl immediately shattered into countless tiny water droplets, which formed an array around her and began to spin rapidly.
The rotating water droplets released immense gravity, forming a gravity field that stretched for thousands of feet, resisting the broken spiritual restrictions that were washing over from all directions.
There was a crackling herself sound, causing the gravity field to roll and sway, leaving Gong Jingzhi with only the ability to defend but no power to resist.
"Master, that man is outside!"
A young girl suddenly appeared from the jade hairpin floating around Gong Jingzhi, her eyes wide open and she screamed.
Outside the cave, a monk in green was looking at them coldly.
"He clearly came in just now, how could he be... a sinister male cultivator!"
Gong Jingzhi also saw the figure outside the cave, her eyebrows raised, she didn't know that she was being plotted against. She wanted to use the male cultivator outside as a stepping stone, but the male cultivator took advantage of the situation and tricked her in.
"Master, be careful!"
"Buzz!"
At the same time, a faint light appeared on the body of Mi Xuzi outside the cave, and a vast soul power surged out and turned into a stone chime, which smashed into Gong Jingzhi in the cave from mid-air.
"ah!"
A muffled scream followed in the cave. The gravity field displayed by Gong Jingzhi was torn into pieces by the broken spiritual restrictions on all sides after she was attacked by divine thoughts. The crackling silver light hit the plump body like a long river.
In the moment of crisis, two kinds of spiritual light, dark yellow and black, emerged from the body of the hairpin spirit, and it transformed into an extremely huge mountain that enveloped Gong Jingzhi and blocked some of the spiritual ban that was rushing over.
"puff!"
Blood gushed out of Gong Jingzhi's mouth, along with a red bean that looked like a small pea.
After the red beans were dyed red with blood, a blood-red halo appeared in an instant. Wherever they passed, most of the spiritual restrictions in all directions were lifted. Gong Jingzhi took advantage of this gap to escape from the hole.
"ah!"
But before she could raise her foot, she let out another scream, and the dimly glowing stone chime flew from mid-air and smashed into the sea of divine consciousness once again, causing the little divine consciousness figure to stagger.
"go!"
Suppressing the severe pain in his soul, the red bean turned into a stream of blood and rushed towards Mixuzi outside the cave.
"Damn, nothing happened. My advancement to the third soul rule was in vain."
Mi Xuzi grumbled, and without taking the attack, he ran away.
But the blood-colored red beans followed like a shadow, and a smaller shadow of Gong Jingzhi also appeared on the lingering blood-colored aura.
Compared to the original body's grace and maturity, this phantom exudes endless charm, with a body as swam like a snake, staring at Mi Xuzi with red eyes.
It was clearly just a pair of eyes, but Mi Xuzi felt a chill for no reason. There was also a melodious sound lingering in the whistling of the wind in his ears.
“Fellow Daoist…”
"Lang...Jun..."
The sound is like crying, lingering.
"Red beans are the best symbol of lovesickness. Please let me experience the bitterness of lovesickness for you."
Gong Jingzhi staggered out of the cave, muttering to herself and dancing, similar to the Nuo technique in witchcraft. As she danced, the smaller blood shadow derived from the red beans also danced along.
"Fuck you!"
The female cultivator was clearly far behind him, but his shoulder seemed to be possessed by a ghost.
In an instant, the purple light in Mixuzi's eyes flickered, and the talisman array disk reflected and stabilized his soul in an instant, and the burning heat rising from his body instantly disappeared.
What kind of magic is this! Mi Xuzi, who had come back to his senses, waved his hand in the air, and a large flag fluttered, and a rumbling sound of movement came from between the falling sun and moon stars.
At first, the sun, moon, and stars were still in the air, but when they started shaking, they were already falling towards Gong Jingzhi's head.
"Sizzle."
The red bean phantom that was swaying before also turned into a ball of blood mist and collapsed.
Gong Jingzhi retreated quickly in shock. The Red Bean Acacia Spell was her best spell. Every time she used it, she would capture an ideal husband, but now she had failed.
"Stop. The space here is weak and the spiritual barrier is broken. If we continue to fight, it will only trigger a stronger energy fluctuation. No one will benefit from it, and it may even benefit others for nothing."
Mi Xuzi stood in mid-air with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He had failed to defeat this cultivator with two consecutive attacks with his spiritual thoughts. It seemed that the power of his soul was not much weaker than him. Most likely, there was a spiritual creature suppressing him in his sea of spiritual thoughts.
The Lingmu Immortal Palace's Lianxu Yuanman is really too unfriendly. This kind of cultivator with his own background is the most annoying.
If it were any other force, two soul techniques blessed by the three-turn soul rules would be enough to directly destroy their soul.
Gong Jingzhi took back the red beans in embarrassment, smoothed her disheveled hair, and her chest heaving, showing the unrest in her heart. She didn't know how she was discovered.
Seeing that the spiritual forbidden area was flashing with lightning and was about to flood the Golden Mountain due to the impact, Mi Xuzi angrily extinguished the spell in his hand.
Lingmu Immortal Palace is really powerful. He has the induction of his own body above and the memory of the spiritual plant master below. The location of the treasure house is known by comparing and confirming the two. How did this woman find it? She even got there faster than him.
Monks from powerful forces are really annoying.
To be honest, the secret realm is too big, and there are broken spiritual barriers flashing with spiritual light everywhere. Even the original body cannot sense it all. He really did not realize that this woman had hidden here in advance.
But technical errors can be made up for by habits.
He wouldn't tell this woman that he was just bluffing out of habit.
Unexpectedly, it was actually revealed.
This trick has been tried and tested from the sky to the immortals, and there are pitfalls everywhere.
This woman is not a good person either. She was hiding nearby, waiting for the pathfinders, and she almost hooked up with his brother Ji.
"A dignified immortal palace monk is hiding in the dark and acting sneakily."
Mi Xuzi returned to the vicinity of the cave again, turned around to look at the female cultivator and said coldly: "Daoyou, you can try again to see if I will trick you again."
It's not a good place to take action, but it doesn't matter.
The entrance to this cave is under my control. If this woman can really enter the treasure house and bring back the spiritual objects, it would be good and save him from taking the risk.
"Master, what should I do? Should I..."
Gong Jingzhi swallowed an elixir, and a blush appeared on her pale face. "This cultivator is not trapped by the red beans of lovesickness, so he cannot be my stepping stone. I am afraid I am not his opponent, unless I use the Luoxuehongmei technique that I have condensed for ten thousand years..."
"Master, do you think this male cultivator is not interested in women... otherwise how could he control himself?"
Gong Jingzhi looked at Mi Xuzi and said, "Daoyou, we can cooperate. The spiritual restriction here was left by Dingyuan Immortal Sect. Even though it has been eroded by time, it still contains great dangers."
"good."
At this time, Mi Xuzi nodded.
"This is the safest place I am looking for. Fellow Daoist, you can lead the way."
As he said this, he pointed at the hole from which Gong Jingzhi had just escaped in a panic.
"You..."
Mi Xuzi didn't even look at Gong Jingzhi, but turned into a stream of light and rushed into the cave.
"Master, are you still following?"
Gong Jingzhi was no longer sure. This cunning monk could deceive her once, so he might deceive her a second time.
"Master, this is about the spiritual creature that protects the calamity. I think it's time to fight to the death."
The hairpin spirit transformed into a young girl and stood beside Gong Jingzhi, with a serious look on her face.
Gong Jingzhi did not respond, but the corners of her mouth trembled, and an obscure spell sounded. Her body kept shaking, and it seemed as if there were snakes swimming under her fair skin. Soon the snakes sank deep into her body, forming a blood-red halo below her dantian, and the red bean was in the center of the halo.
"Let's go check out other places first. The spiritual ban here is broken. Obtaining spiritual objects may not only depend on strength, but also on luck!"
After reciting the spell, Gong Jingzhi took two more elixirs and then headed towards another cave.
…
Inside the cave, Mi Xuzi appeared in front of a spiritual restriction as big as a millstone. He was like a monkey, with his fingers clasping the edge of the spiritual restriction a little bit, and his whole body huddled under the spiritual restriction.
After seeing the female cultivator outside leave, he still did not rush to go deeper into the cave, but continued to look at the flashing spiritual restrictions around him.
The spiritual restrictions in the cave were not static, with different fragments of spiritual restrictions floating out from deeper inside from time to time, which was enough to prove that the formation guarding the treasure house was in a state of disrepair all the time.
The more of these fragments of spiritual bans float out, the more Shen Lian understands the formation, and the safer he will be.
You can go slower, and the key is to try not to touch the spiritual restrictions. If any spiritual restriction is connected to the main formation, it will be difficult to predict the destructive aura it brings.
After sensing the fluctuations of the spiritual ban bit by bit, he went towards the inside of the cave. The large formation arranged by Dingyuan Immortal Sect to protect the sect had derived a five-element formation space based on the formation.
The internal environments of these spaces are different and change all the time.
A few days later, Mi Xuzi had just passed by a broken spiritual ban when he entered a land of yellow sand. The yellow sand in the sky was rolling like waves. His divine sense sensed that the yellow sand was endless.
After entering the yellow sand land, Mi Xuzi stopped immediately.
The space derived from the formation is boundless, and one would never be able to fly out by flying. Fortunately, the formation was broken, otherwise one would have been swept to death by the yellow sand the moment he came in here.
To be honest, for a holy land with a twelfth-level cultivator in charge, the formation protecting the sect treasury cannot be too powerful, but it is very unfriendly to Shen Lian.
After years of baptism, the Zongku formation still has its power. The key is that it cannot be broken by force, and one can only find loopholes to exploit.
"If that doesn't work, you'll have to force yourself out."
Shen Lian had made up his mind. Mi Xuzi's clone was related to the subsequent arrangements and was his first shield against the subsequent heavenly tribulation of He Dao. He must not fail here.
But it is really unpleasant to go to a mountain of treasures and come back empty-handed.
"Damn you Dingyuan Immortal Sect, why did you set up such a powerful formation in the sect treasury? Who are you defending against?"
…
In the yellow sand.
Mi Xuzi stood there, his mind sweeping around. The sand and gravel in the sky seemed nothing to him, and he quietly captured any possible spiritual bans.
The formation has been broken and the spiritual restrictions are scattered. As long as you can capture the scattered spiritual restrictions, you can find an opportunity to exploit a loophole.
It was impossible to break the formation by force, as he was afraid that the formation would roll back and kill him.
“Buzz!”
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Mi Xuzi suddenly moved. A flash of silver light appeared on his body and turned into a stream of light that crossed three thousand miles of yellow sand. With a whoosh, he crashed into a fleeting space crack.
“Crack!”
Behind the crack, the yellow sand dispersed, revealing pieces of ruined spiritual restrictions. The colorful spiritual light was in chaos, and there was no longer any sign of circulation and mutual generation.
"The barrier just now was derived from the earth attribute. Logically, the next one should be the wood attribute. However, the five elements spiritual prohibition is so badly damaged that it is very likely that it will no longer follow the rule of the five elements."
Mi Xuzi looked at the spiritual restrictions around him. Some of them gave off an aura that made him tremble all over. He was really not used to being in an environment that could be torn apart at any time.
He carefully moved among the floating spiritual restrictions, restraining his breath to the extreme, not daring to touch the floating spiritual restrictions at all. In the end, he simply turned into a small caterpillar, wriggling among the spiritual restrictions.
…
"There is a space crack."
After a long time, in front of the colorful spiritual forbidden area, a long and narrow space crack flashed with silver light, and thick turbid air was floating. Mi Xuzi carefully crawled over and took a look through the space crack.
"Oh...the child of destiny!"
Behind the space crack, there is no longer colorful energy, but a cave exuding an ancient atmosphere. This is a cave that directly passes through the formation space formed by the five elements formation and reaches the belly of the mountain.
"After thousands of years, Mi...Lu...Shen has struck lucky again."
He first plucked three hairs from his body and gently pushed them through the crack in space. The hairs floated into the cave safely.
Mi Xuzi then squirmed his body and crawled in from the middle of the crack. He climbed to the deep end of the cave in one breath and then carefully touched the rock wall with his body.
"It's solid. It's really a mountain."
"As expected of a Hedao sect ranked 14th, the entire mountain is a mine of Xuanshan source stone."
"Why is there a cave in the treasure house?"
Crawling along the cave, the cave was very large and had a comprehensive layout.
There are training rooms, alchemy rooms, spirit beast rooms, and neatly arranged chairs and furniture, with jade bottles placed on the cabinets.
Thinking he was still in the formation space, he checked back and forth several times and confirmed his idea that this was a cave.
The tables and chairs are made of seventh-level mica, and the jade bottle is also made of seventh-level warm jade, but the inside of the bottle has already dried up.
When I arrived at the training room, I saw a figure sitting cross-legged on a jade couch, already lifeless.
"A monk of the He Dao!"
Under the erosion of time, the spirituality of this cultivator has almost dissipated, leaving only a shriveled corpse with a slightly hideous face and a green complexion like that of an evil spirit.
"Dao base cultivation."
After Mi Xuzi circled the figure three times, his spiritual thoughts fell on the cultivator's head. The only spiritual place in the shriveled body was a stone shaped like a seal.
"Five Elements, Gravity Rule Dao Seed!"
The seal has five colors and its shape is irregular, which should be a naturally formed state.
The surface is already covered with cracks and its spirituality has been greatly lost, but there is still a little spiritual light deep inside.
After transforming from a caterpillar back into a human form, Mixuzi rubbed his hands and said, "Go collect all the seventh-level ores outside first. The most important thing must be done last. Senior Hedao should enjoy a sense of ceremony."
He quickly returned to the other rooms in the cave and collected all the tables, chairs, beds, jade bottles, cushions, etc. that came into view. Then he returned to the training room, took a deep look at the corpse, and then put it away.
Including this, he will have the corpses of two Hedao monks in his hands.
"It seems that this cultivator is the one who guards the treasure house."
Not long after, Mi Xuzi found the entrance to the treasury, but it was shrouded in turbid air, and spiritual bans occasionally exploded with brilliant light in it.
The entrance was a colorful mirror covered with cracks. From time to time, bits of spiritual power emerged from it, and the sharp aura made him tremble a little.
His divine sense swept across the broken spiritual ban, looking for a loophole to get in, not to mention that the turbid air was escaping from the cracks in the magic mirror.
This situation made Mi Xuzi look a little unhappy. The turbid air coming out of the treasure house meant that the inside of the treasure house was flooded by the turbid air.
“Squeak!”
A wisp of divine consciousness was suppressed by the spiritual ban as soon as it touched the crack. Seeing that it did not cause much fluctuation, Mi Xuzi continued to separate a wisp of divine consciousness to test, and passed through the spiritual ban little by little.
After trying thousands of times, a ray of divine consciousness finally passed through the hole and sensed the back of the magic mirror.
The thick turbid air was as black as ink, and above the inky sky there was silver light that seemed to shatter and explode in space, and below there were six or seven brilliant spiritual lights that were reflected, and even the turbid air could not cover up these spiritual lights.
"A spiritual object that protects from disasters!"
In the spiritual light, runes were derived from the innate aura, shining brightly in the darkness.
There is innate aura in the six or seven spiritual lights, but there are only three types that contain runes of calamity: one is as golden as divine gold, one is as red as the morning glow, and one is surrounded by colorful colors.
These colorful lights are not together. The stronger the aura, the stronger the runes on the outside. In short, the black air is filled with an extremely terrifying aura.
"Just take one! Suppressing the excitement and greed in his eyes, Mi Xuzi kept admonishing himself.
The treasure house was also filled with spiritual restrictions, causing his soul to tremble at all times.
"First, check if the senior who just came here has the key to open this door."
He released the Hedao mummy that he had collected before, and searched through all the stored spiritual treasures, but did not find any token with the same aura. This door should have been opened by a spell.
If you can't open the door normally, you can only resort to tricks and face possible attacks.
"This red spiritual object is the closest, so I'll choose it."
After calming down, I made a decision in my heart.
With just one spiritual object, it is possible to create a small rule-based Dao. With a small rule-based Dao, how far will the second Dao-based clone be? With a second and third Dao-based clone, everything in this treasure house will be his sooner or later.
Nowadays, asking for a spiritual object to protect against disasters is a huge risk. If it weren't for Mi Xuzi, the most powerful clone, Shen Lian would never have come in.
…
Outside the treasure house.
There was a roar, and spiritual prohibitions were everywhere. Gong Jingzhi's hair was flying wildly, and she rolled out in a panic. There was a long and narrow bloody wound on her chest, which almost flattened the top of the mountain.
"Just a few broken spiritual restrictions on the periphery are enough to kill a person who has achieved perfection in refining emptiness. The human race that just entered must have already died without a burial place."
There was fear in Zan Ling's eyes and her figure kept flickering. She was also seriously injured.
They tried each of the six dilapidated holes, but all failed.
The broken spiritual bans seemed to be endless, popping up from anywhere at any time, catching people off guard.
"Master, are you okay?"
Gong Jingzhi's body flashed with spiritual light, and she changed into a tight fairy robe. The aura on her body was very weak. The injury just now affected her five internal organs. If it weren't for the sixth-grade top-grade talisman in her hand, she would have died.
There was a flicker of resentment in his eyes. The treasure mountain was right before his eyes, but he was powerless to do anything.
"Master, why don't we go somewhere else and have a look? Maybe there are other seventh-level spiritual creatures."
Gong Jingzhi did not respond. Instead, she moved far away from the area where the spiritual ban was surging, sat aside, closed her eyes and began to regulate her breathing.
The hairpin spirit transformed into a human form and stood aside. It understood that its master still couldn't let go of the spiritual object that protected it from disasters. But then again, who could let it go?
But the protective formation here is too powerful. Even if it has been eroded by time, it cannot be touched by those who have reached the perfection of refining emptiness.
"Could it be that the master thinks that the monk just now is not dead yet?"
Qing Ling touched her nose and smiled bitterly, "That's right, there is still a little hope after all. It seems that the master has been driven crazy by the spiritual creature and actually placed his hope on another person."
…
The heart of the secret place.
There were rumbling thunder and lightning.
The rolling black cloud enveloped the surroundings. Two figures were wandering in the outer area, looking at the terrifying lightning zone with fear in their eyes.
Dark clouds were surrounding one another, and lightning stretched for thousands of miles like a dragon across the sky. The void within a radius of ten thousand miles was constantly filled with violent explosions, and the sound of bells that deafened them continued to be heard.
In the area at the center of the lightning, on the four towering towers like mountains, the bells were swaying, and thunder was constantly falling, striking the huge meat ball below.
"Asshole, I am your master!"
An angry voice rang out from the meat ball, but in return the lightning runes on the bell lit up, and a sea of lightning poured down like a waterfall.
"Stop howling. It's really a huge joke that the sect treasure suppresses its own sect master. You have set a precedent in the fairy world."
A mocking female voice came from the meat ball.
"Shut up, I've already sensed the scent of life, why hasn't the Tai Sui mark appeared yet?"
Inside the meat ball, four figures looked like flesh and blood monsters covered with roots, entangled with each other, and foul air that was sticky like slurry flowed in the gaps between them.
Under the cover of blood balls, the aura on their bodies was very strange. Sometimes they were at the level of refining emptiness, and sometimes they would exceed the foundation of Taoism and reach the twelfth floor.
"Can anyone tell me where our stand-in is?"
(End of this chapter)
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