immortal mansion

Chapter 279 Yu Zhulan's Diary

When the Yaoyang fire fell on the obelisk, the obelisk immediately began to squirm. First, it suddenly glowed with blue light, and then let out bursts of sharp and piercing screams. After a while, it turned into a blue tentacle. It seemed that it had shown its original shape.

As soon as this tentacle appeared, a large number of flickering eyes immediately appeared on the surface, and at the same time, green rays were emitted.

It's just that these rays didn't even cause a ripple when they encountered the green chi shield, let alone Jin Yan, they were giving firewood to themselves, and the body of the Balrog would only become stronger.

Seeing that the tentacles began to struggle to death, Mo Chen stepped up the urging of the sword formula, and the storm of sword energy sprayed by Qingjiao was even stronger.

After all, it was no match for Jin Yan, the joint siege of the insect swarm and the green flood dragon. In less than a hundred breaths, the cyan tentacles transformed by the obelisk couldn't support it, and exploded into flesh and blood, which was then gathered by Jin Yan with tongues of fire. Inside, everything was collected and turned into firewood, and the flames used this to burn more vigorously.

At this moment, I saw a large wave of spiritual energy gushing out from where the obelisk's tentacles were originally located, as if it had been suppressed for a long time, this sudden burst of spiritual energy directly formed a brilliant storm of spiritual energy.

Soon, in Wubao, where there was no spiritual energy left in the dead air, the concentration of spiritual energy began to increase gradually. Affected by this, the gray fog began to gradually dissipate, and the higher the concentration of spiritual energy, the faster the fading speed.

"No wonder!" Mo Chen understood clearly.

Before, he wondered why the huge Lintao Immortal City had such a lack of aura. It turned out that it was sealed by the tentacles of those obelisks. After the seal was broken, the aura in the spirit veins was released immediately.

Mo Chen glanced at Jin Yan, who had grown in size again, feeling a sense of awe in his heart, then turned around, and said to the worm mother beside him, "Let the worms clean up the battlefield, and search the Wubao again!"

As for himself, he manipulated the dragon puppet to remove the blue chi shield, and then came to the place where the obelisk was, and stretched out his hand, and a crystal cluster the size of a water tank fell into his hand.

Compared with the crystal cluster Mo Chen obtained at first, this crystal cluster is much more pure, it looks as clear and pure as glass, and at the same time, the color of the crystal becomes like emerald, not the previous green.

Similarly, there are also fluctuations in the above.

Soon, a large number of crystal clusters were discovered inside and outside Wubao.

Big and small, dark or light in color, all of them are picked up by mayflies day by day and piled up into a hill.

Mo Chen felt that these crystal clusters might be of great use, so he set up a double Yaoyang fire ban on all of them to completely limit the weird fluctuations, so as not to cause any trouble again.

After doing this, all crystal clusters were specially packed into an empty storage ring.

"Squeak!" Another wave of insects flew back.

What they brought back this time was not crystal clusters, but fragments of silver metal, which looked like silver books used by ancient monks to record information, and there should be some information recorded in it.

Mo Chen flipped through them one by one, and found that the contents recorded in the silver book were all methods of cultivating spiritual plants.

"It's no wonder that the quality of these silver books is so poor. They were originally made to record agricultural books."

While reading it, he translated the content in his mind into a content that is easy for him to understand. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "On the 36 methods of cultivating golden thread grass... about [-] applications of the purple vine fruit..."

Golden thread grass and purple wood vine, these two elixir have historical records, and they are all elixir that have been extinct for a long time. These spiritual plant cultivation methods may have been very precious in the past, but now they are all useless.

However, Mo Chen still kept everything and prepared to transcribe the content on the jade slip.

Later, through communication with the worm mother's consciousness, he learned that these silver pages were found on the north side of Wubao.Because it was far away from the battlefield, the damage from the aftermath of the battle was not serious, it was just a big fire.

When you come to the north side of Wubao, you can see the ruins of a great hall. From the plaque on the ground, you can know that this is a place called "Lingnong Office". The name seems to be the original Lintao Immortal City used to manage Lingnong The place.

After all, the meaning of the signature is the office.

After receiving the order, a large number of day-by-day mayflies gathered here, and began to clean up the ruins of the Lingnong Bureau, and then fragments of silver books were continuously found. In addition to various spiritual plant cultivation classics, there were also many account books.

Through these journals, Mo Chen was able to get a glimpse of the prosperity of Lintao Immortal City back then.

The amount of various elixirs traded was huge, not much inferior to that in Liyangfang City back then.

It's a pity that all of this disappeared in the blink of an eye following a drastic change.

"Hey, this is..." After getting another fragment of a silver book, Mo Chen found that the content inside was no longer a classic account book, but a journal of a monk, which contained a lot of information.

With a happy expression on his face, he quickly began to read the contents of the silver page.

The content at the beginning was boring, but it was a daily practice record of a monk named Yu Zhulan. Judging from the content, this person's aptitude was quite low, so that he was still stuck in the early stage of Qi refining after more than ten years of practice. The prestige of the foundation cultivator was mentioned more than once in the words, and there was a sense of envy between the lines.

"It seems that even in the ancient times, it wasn't like building foundations all over the place!" Seeing this, Mo Chen couldn't help but think of the omnipotence of resources that he heard when he was in Fang City, Liang Yuanshan.

Looking down, the information he was interested in finally appeared.

According to Yu Zhulan's records in her diary, the original Lintao Immortal City should have been peaceful, and it was a suitable place for monks like him to live, but with the introduction of external turmoil, chaos would inevitably appear in the secret realm.

Regarding the reason for the external turmoil, Yu Zhulan probably didn't know about it, so she didn't mention it at all, and only used the four words "chaos of foreign demons" to describe it.

Seeing this, Mo Chen couldn't help linking the word "outer demons" with those weird tentacles, "Could it be that the chaos of outer demons that led to the destruction of the cultivation world in the ancient western regions was the reason?"

After the chaos spread, Lintao Immortal City, which was originally well-ordered, had small-scale turmoil at first, and then intensified, but the city lord's mansion that governed Lintao Immortal City did not move, and the Law Enforcement Palace that maintained order seemed to disappear. As a result, the initial turmoil turned into a riot, and the entire secret realm suddenly fell into chaos.

At that time, all kinds of foreign demons ran amok everywhere in the fairy city.

Yu Zhulan seemed terrified by this, and mentioned more than once that she wanted to escape from the fairy city, but it was a pity that the teleportation hall in the atrium had already fallen. Everywhere is full of dangers, which cannot be reached by a little monk like him.

"Teleportation Hall, World Avoidance Pass?" Mo Chen secretly wrote down these two words, but unfortunately the other party did not write down the locations of these two places in the diary, otherwise he would be able to find the way out soon.

On Yu Zhulan's side, because the back road was cut off, this person seemed to be becoming more and more negative.

From a certain time point, the frequency of Yu Zhulan's diary entry began to decrease, from once a day at the beginning, to once every ten days, and then the time interval became longer and longer.

Moreover, the content of the diary gradually became like a madman's raving, making it difficult to understand.

Looking at the last line of this diary, he found that the diary recorded by Yu Zhulan had become meaningless gibberish. From this point, it can be seen that this unfortunate ancient monk should have been infected by foreign demons in the end. became one of them.

Sighing lightly, Mo Chen saw that no new silver pages were found, so he left the dock.

(End of this chapter)