The only way

Chapter 301 Nine Revolving Zhoutian Spiritual Cultivation Formation

The seedlings in the Daotai head straight towards the depths of the valley, conveying a strong sense of longing.

Lingchu looked not far away.

There, there are still green vines everywhere, and it doesn't look the slightest difference.

The only difference may be that the vines there are a little denser than other places.

Lingchu cautiously approached that place, his spiritual consciousness enveloped the surroundings, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all.

For some reason, the closer he got to this place, the stronger the sense of crisis in Lingchu's heart, and a faint chill surged all over his body.

It was as if, in the dark, something was quietly spying on him.

Gritting his teeth secretly, Lingchu still walked forward firmly, step by step approaching the place where the vines were particularly dense.

The sense of crisis has always shrouded Lingchu, but until Lingchu got close to that place, nothing happened. Lingchu didn't relax her vigilance because of this, on the contrary, she became more vigilant.

Qingkong no longer lay on Lingchu's shoulders, but instead opened her relatively weak pair of snow-white wings. The palm-sized wings fluttered, firmly suspending Qingkong in the air. A pair of pupils of different colors watched quietly. with this ground.

The dark golden pupils are like a swirling vortex, from which a mysterious and mighty aura emerges. In an instant, the world in Qingkong's eyes undergoes a huge change.

Everything in front of him exudes a different atmosphere and appearance.

In Qingkong's eyes, the master exudes a gentle and tranquil aura, and the rich vitality wraps the master from the inside out. The whole person is like a warm spring breeze, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

But the vines all over the place don't have any peculiarities, except for the thin veins in the vines, a little bit of golden light flows, exuding a wild and long-lasting atmosphere.

Following these veins, Qing Kong looked towards the place in front of the master, where the vines were particularly dense.

The golden aura there is the strongest. Although it is covered by layers of vines and covered by thick land, in the eyes of the clear sky, it still exudes a strong aura, as bright as stars in the sky.

"Master! There is something there, look at the smell, it looks like Master's vegetable garden!"

Qingkong sent a voice transmission to Lingchu. Although the voice was immature, it was serious.

Hearing this, Lingchu's eyes lit up slightly. Sure enough, the treasure here is related to the Qi of Primal Chaos.

"You and Liuli pay attention, I always feel a little uneasy." Lingchu said softly, and then Qingkong roared softly to show his understanding.

Liuli Qinglianhuo jumped and circled around Lingchu.

Liuli Qinglianhuo could still understand these simple instructions.

There was a flash of inspiration in his hand, and the snow-white and transparent meteorite silk glove instantly appeared in Lingchu's hand, and a magic weapon dagger appeared in his hand. Holding the dagger in Lingchu's hand, Lingchu cut off the vines covering the entire ground neatly, and the cold light flashed. All were harvested.

Expose the flat ground below.

Touching the flat ground with fingers wearing meteorite silk gloves, Lingchu's face showed a trace of solemnity. There was no damage on the ground, which meant that these vines did not grow from the ground at all.

In other words, these vines are just small heads, just a cover-up here, and the real thing is not revealed at all.

The magic weapon dagger glowed faintly. Lingchu squatted on the ground, holding the dagger in one hand, and kept digging the ground. Between the five fingers of one hand, each held a thunder pill, just in case.

If there is anything wrong, five thunder pills will be thrown over immediately, and even a Golden Core cultivator will have to take off a layer of skin.

This was back then, because when dealing with those monsters, Lingchu deeply felt that it would be better to have a means to guarantee a huge lethality, so after returning to the sect, he spent a lot of spirit stones to buy these thunder pills .

The thunder pill is refined by the craftsman with a special method, and the lightning method is condensed in this small iron pill. Once it is thrown out and detonated, it will be caught by surprise, and the Jindan cultivator will suffer.

Throwing down this handful of thunder pills, the feeling is not very pleasant.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal clashing came, Lingchu shivered slightly, and looked at a big hole dug out by the dagger of the magic weapon. The ground here is just ordinary ground. For the magic weapon that cuts iron like mud, it is like cutting Tofu is generally easy.

A hole was easily dug.

At the same time, a mass of things wrapped in a metal ball was exposed.

This is a hollowed-out metal ball with strange runes engraved on it. The moment the magic weapon dagger is pierced, auras of aura burst out from the metal ball, and layers of dazzling formations emerge, turning the metal The multicolored light group in the ball is tightly covered.

Carefully touched the metal sphere with the dagger, every time he touched it, the metal sphere would appear for a while, and then disappear, looking miraculous.

It didn't seem like there was any danger.

Lingchu touched the metal ball with a dagger again and again, and carefully looked at the pattern on it. It was very complicated, at least composed of tens of thousands of formations. is very difficult.

If it was Master Su Ziwei, he should be able to untie it.

Lingchu thought of the uncle who was obsessed with formations and was also the guide of his own formations. Among the Taoist sects of the Three Purities, Lingchu knew that Uncle Su Ziwei was the best at it. Perhaps, there was also Master Su's master?
However, Lingchu didn't know him.

Although Lingchu couldn't unlock the formation, he could recognize what kind of formation it was.

Nine-turn Zhoutian Yangling Formation.

With this formation method, every 99 years, the things that are cultivated are counted as a cycle, and this cycle goes back and forth nine times, constantly repeating and superimposing, so as to achieve the purpose of completely transforming the spiritual things into growth.

That is to say, someone chose this place as the place where the metal sphere seals the thing and keeps it.

Lingchu frowned, and suddenly took off his gloves, pointing his thin white fingers on the ground here, the seedlings in the platform moved slightly, and a faint chaotic air followed Lingchu's fingertips touching the ground, It is continuously absorbed by the seedlings.

In the dark night, Lingchu's whole body was gradually dyed with a hazy light.

As Lingchu continued to extract the chaotic air contained in the ground, the green vines here began to gradually become dry and yellow, as if dehydrated and air-dried.

And those figures buried deep in the ground also moved from the original few breaths, and began to writhe frequently and uncomfortably.

Lingchu didn't have time to pay attention to these things.

Because, at this time, in Lingchu's dantian, the seedling finally changed again after more than ten years.

(End of this chapter)