Wonderland

Chapter 118 Going to the Snowfield
After coming out of [Zhenfulou], Xiao Lin couldn't help but twitched his mouth in distress.

This time, besides the middle-level thunderstorm talisman, he bought seven or eight elementary-level talismans in one go, including two defensive talismans, and the rest were all elementary-level attack talismans. This time, it was really a hemorrhage for Xiao Lin. He spent more than 5000 low-grade spirit stones in total, reducing the spirit stones in his storage bag by more than half.

This made Xiao Lin, who has always been careful with his budget, really feel bad, but after thinking about it, he did not regret his purchase of talismans this time. After all, all he did was to improve his own combat power. When he faced a dangerous situation, he turned the danger into a bargain, and in his opinion, paying more spirit stones was also a necessary price.

The only thing that makes Xiao Lin a little dissatisfied is that the talismans sold by this [True Talisman Building] and the sealed spells are all silent-level spells, even the mid-level talisman of the thunderstorm spell, the sealed thunderstorm spell Although it is an intermediate spell, its power is that of a silent spell.

Even with the seven or eight elementary-level talismans, except for one defensive talisman that seals a Dzogchen-level elementary spell, the rest are all silent-level elementary spells, which is a bit of a fly in the ointment for Xiao Lin.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help laughing. He wondered if he was too greedy. I am afraid that even the ancestor of Jindan could not cultivate many Dzogchen-level intermediate spells, let alone refining talismans, which could be purchased. With so many elementary-level talismans, I also accidentally bought an intermediate-level talisman, which has already greatly improved my combat power.

In the following time, Xiao Lin began to wander around the Xueling Fairy City during the day and practice hard at night. There are only twenty days left before the cave is opened. For Xiao Lin, this time is basically I couldn't do much, so I decided to continue to practice hard. Even if I can't improve my cultivation, at least I can adjust my energy to the best state.

And as the opening time of the Catacombs approached, the number of cultivators in Xueling Immortal City suddenly increased. Compared with when Xiao Lin first came, there were at least [-]% more cultivators on the streets, and with the arrival of the monks, The number of shops increased, and the major shops in Xueling Fairy City also became lively.

Some stores that sold magical instruments and talismans even had an embarrassing scene of being out of stock, which made Xiao Lin feel deeply moved, and in Xiao Lin's perception, most of the cultivators who came to this Xueling Immortal City were probably For the Catacomb Trial, with so many monks, Xiao Lin became a little more cautious about this Catacomb Trial.

On this day, Xiao Lin randomly ordered two small dishes and a pot of wine on the first floor of the inn, and ate quietly. I have to say that the food in this inn is indeed much worse than the common ones, but Xiao Lin Lin didn't care too much, after all, with the improvement of his cultivation level, his requirements for food became lower and lower.

While eating, Xiao Lin looked around. This inn is located in the west of the outer city of Xiancheng. Many have not booked a room.

But for a cultivator, this is indifferent. It is normal for a cultivator to eat and sleep in the open, just find a place to meditate for a night.

"This time the Catacombs Trial has started, how many people will die again?"

"Hey, there's no way around it. The Catacomb Trial starts every 30 years. This is the only opportunity for casual cultivators who have no way to enter the five major sects. Naturally, they will not let it go."

"In the last crypt trial, I heard that less than 500 people picked purple spirit flowers in the end. It seems that there are fewer and fewer purple spirit flowers in this crypt."

"I don't know what the purpose of this purple spirit flower is? Why every time the crypt is opened, the five major sects will set up a spot in this fairy city to recruit disciples. Could it be that this purple spirit flower has an extremely important effect on the five major sects?"

"You don't need to inquire about this. The purpose of the purple spirit flower is probably unknown to most of the outer disciples except for some core personnel of the five major sects. It is natural that the purple spirit flower is precious, and I heard that , this purple spirit flower is still a third-order spirit grass, and a truly useful purple spirit flower needs to be at least 300 years old. After hundreds of years of picking, purple spirit flowers in the caves are probably extremely rare."

"Doesn't this mean that we have fewer and fewer chances to practice casually? Hey."

"There is no way to do this. There are only so many resources in the Tianlu Mountains, and after tens of millions of years of mining, I am afraid that they are already facing exhaustion, and the number of casual cultivators is so large, which will naturally lead to fierce competition."

On a table not far from Xiao Lin, there were four cultivators sitting upright. Looking at the clothes of these four people, Xiao Lin knew that they were also loose cultivators just like him. Except for two of the four cultivators who practiced the eighth level of Qi In addition, according to Xiao Lin's perception, the other two should be at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

It was two of them who spoke, a strong man around 30 years old, and a 27-year-old black-faced monk. The other two were eating and drinking without talking. Cultivators who plan to participate in the Catacombs Trial.

"Brother, are we really going to participate in the Catacomb Trial?" The black-faced monk said with hesitation on his face and a bit of fear in his eyes.

Hearing this, the brawny monk drank the wine from the wine glass in one gulp, then sighed and said: "With our identity as a casual cultivator without a family, and without the aptitude of the emperor's spiritual root, we want to embark on this road of cultivation. The only chance is to pick a purple spirit flower in the Catacombs Trial, otherwise we are doomed to wander forever in the Qi Refining Period, Second Brother, are you willing?"

Seemingly drunk, the black-faced cultivator's eyes were a little blurred: "Naturally, I am not reconciled. In terms of hard work, we are no worse than those outer disciples from the five major sects. Our only shortcoming is our background. Come to think of it, we are not inferior. unfair."

"Fair? Has there ever been fairness in the cultivation world? If you want fairness, go back to the world and marry a wife and have a baby." At this moment, a sneer came from not far away.

"Who?" The black-faced monk heard the words, his face changed, and he slapped the table fiercely. He turned his head and looked viciously at the table next to him. Young monk, but after sensing that person's cultivation level, the expression of the black-faced monk changed again, and even the strong man beside him also changed his expression, and then hurriedly grabbed the black-faced monk, and the two remained silent. Back to the seat again.

"Everyone is a casual cultivator, why is this Taoist brother making such a sarcasm? You must know that private fighting is not allowed in this Xueling fairy city, otherwise if the guards of the fairy city find out, it would be a serious crime to kill the flesh." The strong man looked at the 23 The four-year-old young monk said aloud.

Xiao Lin also glanced at the young monk in a little surprise. The man had red teeth and white lips. At first glance, he looked a bit like a woman, but he had no reservations about his great perfection in the Qi refining period. It was revealed, which is why the strong man and the black-faced monk chose to forbear.

"Be timid before fighting. With your mentality, you also want to participate in the catacomb trial. It's just adding two dead bones in the catacomb. I have good intentions. You might as well give up this trial and get married and have children. Establish a family, maybe your descendants will still have a chance in the future."

Hearing the young monk's sarcasm, the black-faced monk's face turned red, making his face darker by three points, and the burly man's face became a little ugly, but they didn't refute aloud, after all It is not a wise choice to offend a cultivator who is practicing Dzogchen during the Qi refining period.

Soon, the strong man and the black-faced monk left the inn in a hurry, choosing to stay away.

Seeing that the two chose to leave, the young monk smiled coldly, and did not continue to persecute them, but picked up the wine glass and poured himself a drink.

After eating, Xiao Lin left the first floor, returned to the room, and continued to practice.

Time always flies by when practicing, and 20 days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Xiao Lin opened his eyes from meditation, and sighed slightly. Although he has been in hard training during this time, His cultivation seems to be a little short of the peak of the seventh floor.

This makes Xiao Lin very helpless, but there is no better way. Combat power can be improved through spells, talismans, and magic tools, but the only way to improve the realm is through hard work and spiritual pills. Shi Lai's assistance in cultivation is naturally no problem for some practitioners with good cultivation talents, but for Xiao Lin's spiritual root aptitude, it is not much different from practicing behind closed doors.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Lin left the inn and walked straight towards the city gate.

As soon as he got out of Xueling Immortal City, Xiao Lin drove the Seven Blades and flew towards the north, and along the way, Xiao Lin saw no less than hundreds of escaping lights rising from the Immortal City and flying towards the north of Xueling Immortal City.

Thousands of miles to the north of Xueling Fairy City, there is an endless snowfield of thousands of miles. After flying thousands of miles, Xiao Lin pressed the escape light and landed on a vast snowfield. Looking at the snowfield with snowflakes floating in front of him, Xiao Lin There was a determined expression on Lin's face.

Thousands of miles of snowfields, wrapped in a continuous mountain range, covering a radius of ten thousand miles, and covered with ice and snow all year round, there are countless groups of monsters living on the thousands of miles of snowfields. In order to prevent these monsters from gathering to attack the fairy city, At the entrance of this continuous mountain range, a pass was also set up.

This pass is not big, much smaller than several fairy cities, only about ten miles in radius, but the city wall is unusually tall, at least twenty feet high, and there are countless hard crossbows standing on top of the fairy city, It is used to shoot and kill monsters that are alone and attack the pass.

Because this pass is the only entrance to the Wanli Snowfield, it is called Xuelao Pass by the monks.

The reason why there is such a pass on the Ten Thousand Miles of Snowfield is actually the main reason is that in this Ten Thousand Miles of Snowfield, there is no way to control the flight of weapons. As long as it is a weapon of the Five Elements, it cannot be controlled by the air on this Thousands of Miles of Snowfield, unless the cultivation base has reached the Golden Core Realm Only by being able to use the magic weapon in his body to overflow his body with the escape light can he be able to fly on this thousands of miles of snowfield.

(End of this chapter)