Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 100 Scarlet Poison Bead, Sea of ​​Gray Fog

The city that never sleeps, the sea of ​​gray mist.

Everyone in the Tianfu Pavilion was still confronting the monks who turned Jiaodao.

The anxious atmosphere between the two parties did not ease under Mi's threatening words.

Speaking of which, Tianfo Temple claims to be the leader of the righteous way in the North, but Yehuo Temple, which is attached to as a subordinate, is not conscious at all, and its behavior is no different from that of the devil.

Of course, Xue Leng thinks this is normal. There are countless things in this world that appear to be high-sounding but are actually shady.

Even if there were any inside stories about the "war between good and evil" hundreds of years ago that caused the Tianfu Pavilion's power to be greatly damaged, it's nothing special.

As he was thinking about it, a bit of embarrassment appeared on the bone-faced monk's face.

What Mi Shi said was not sharp, but plain and unadorned, but because his words were truthful, the bone-faced monk was powerless to refute, and it seemed that he was making trouble for no reason.

However, after all, the bone-faced monk has practiced for nearly two hundred years, and he is also a person who can afford and let go.

Knowing that he couldn't get a bargain on this matter, he stopped entanglement, and his skinny face wrinkled slightly, showing a smile:
"Hey, it's just a joke. There is actually a reason for meeting everyone today!"

"reason?"

Xue Leng still squinted his eyes, with a hint of sarcasm on his face:
"Is there any reason why the Buddhist disciples from Yehuo Temple and the Taoist brothers from Fanjiao Island are required to come together?"

"If there is such a serious situation, please ask fellow Taoists to report to Brother Gong Yushu and City Master Xu Mi in the City of Night."

"Trust the two of them, and they will definitely give the master an explanation!"

Xue Leng's address started from "Buddha's son", then blurted out "Daoyou", and finally changed to "Master".

The address is more polite every time, but the meaning is more cold and hard every time.

The bone-faced monk looked up to the sky and laughed, the smile on his thin face disappeared:
"Dare to ask everyone, did fellow Daoist Li Xing of the True Spirit Sect kill the three withered soul ghosts in the Loose Cultivation Alliance in the Wujian Ancient Temple a few months ago?"

At this time, Xue Leng has returned to his usual indifferent attitude, and what he thinks in his heart is beyond the guesswork of others.

Hearing the words of the bone-faced monk, he brewed for a moment, and said lightly:
"I've actually heard of it."

Tong Ying cooperated perfectly with him, and after he finished speaking, he immediately interjected:

"These villains are stirring up trouble in the North Sea and causing countless murders. Senior Brother Li beheading this evil creature is just in line with Heaven's heart!"

"The master came here for this, but why?"

Before the bone-faced monk could speak, a slightly exaggerated expression appeared on her tender face:

"Could it be that the villain of the Loose Cultivation Alliance is old with the master?"

The bone-faced monk's face became paler and paler, and a strange white light flashed in his sunken eyeballs. He snorted softly, ignored Tong Ying's ridicule, and said in a dark voice:

"I don't care if you kill those beasts, but the Scarlet Poison Orb in their hands belongs to my clan!"

"Fellow Daoist Li Xingjian is hiding in the city, so I can only trouble the reserve to go back home and remind him."

"In order not to hurt the harmony of the two sects because of some sundries."

"Of course, I also prepared five thousand spirit stones as a reward."

What he said was frank, and he dared to say the reason for this kind of snatching from others.

"Scarlet Poison Bead?" Xue Leng's face was strange: "I think it's just an ordinary spiritual weapon. When did your Yehuo Temple lack such a thing?"

The bone-faced monk didn't answer, but just sneered, and amidst the laughter, his eyes were making subtle adjustments.

Xue Leng was curious on his face, but his heart was moved, because the bead was probably lying in his storage bag at this time.

Li Xingjian didn't pay attention to the storage bags of the three ghosts with dry souls, and he accepted them all with a smile.

Hearing the bone-faced monk looking at this thing like this at this time, Xue Leng couldn't help but twitched in his heart.

After pondering for a few breaths, Xue Leng was about to continue to insinuate and find out the magic of the scarlet poison bead. When Fang raised his head, he saw the dead eyes of the scorpion in the distance.

"He's looking at me!"

Xue Leng determined intuitively in his heart: "Could it be that he knew that I was holding the Scarlet Poison Pearl?"

"Master is too unreasonable to make trouble. If you really care about that bead, why don't you go directly to the city that never sleeps to find Li Xingjian."

"Why do you need to be aggressive here, don't forget, we are going to join up with Daoist Xue to investigate the situation on Youskele Island!"

"It's getting late now, if you delay any longer, Master Kongkong from Tianfo Temple will come over in person."

As soon as this remark came out, Xue Leng breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was also very surprised why the slug had to turn his elbows out again and again, and kept speaking for himself.

Could it be that this person has something dirty with those bald donkeys in Yehuo Temple?
"Okay, since Fellow Daoist Mi has spoken, let's let this matter go. In the future, I will go to the city that never sleeps to discuss with Fellow Daoist Li."

Hearing Mi's words, the bone-faced monk didn't take it seriously, his eyebrows trembled a few times, and then he nodded calmly.

"Well, if that's the case, I would like to thank Master in advance."

Mimi's figure moved slightly, and her eyes turned sideways, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, let's take action with us on Fanjiao Island next time. Fellow Daoist Gong of Guizong should have told you so."

"Well, the next thing will be decided by Brother Mi, and Xue will definitely cooperate with all his strength."

Xue Leng nodded, cupped his hands forward slightly, and glanced at the bone-faced monk intentionally or unintentionally.

"Set off."

Mi Yu didn't seem to see the secret confrontation between the two before him, turned around on his own, and winked at the white-eyed evil monk in an extremely concealed manner, and then led the people under him to leave.

Seeing this, Tong Ying also quickly greeted the cultivators of Tianfu Pavilion, and followed Xue Leng closely.

Not long after, a group of people left in a mighty way.The originally tense sea also returned to its previous dead silence.

The so-called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the sea to eat the sea, in this area of ​​the North Sea, if you want to survive in this area, you must constantly challenge the dangers, explore unknown sea areas, hunt sea beasts, and find cultivation resources such as isolated islands and spiritual eyes.

To put it bluntly, the sea beast is not much different from the monsters in the outside world. It is a sea creature born with wisdom and then cultivated to become a monster.

Different from the monsters in the outside world, more than [-]% of the sea beasts are single water attribute monsters.

Therefore, under such unique conditions, the monks in Beihai basically focus on water attribute exercises.

Unless there is no water attribute in the spiritual root, otherwise, the practice of water attribute spells will definitely be given priority.

If the monks are like this, after a long time, the monsters will naturally change accordingly.

Affected by the special geographical environment and the hunting of the human race, the monsters here are generally extraordinarily ferocious.

Moreover, this place is entirely the sea, and strictly speaking, sea beasts are the most primitive natives here.

And humans are the latecomers.

However, the cultivation cycle of demons is very long, especially during the period of demon transformation, it is very difficult to open up the spiritual wisdom, and it is easy to die prematurely.

As long as a monk has a spiritual root, he can achieve success in cultivation in a short period of time.

Wisdom is only the first hurdle for monsters!

The second hurdle is to transform the human body!

Because, although the body of the monster is very powerful, the human body is the most suitable for cultivation.

Therefore, after the advanced demon infant stage, monsters generally choose to transform into human form to continue to understand the laws of heaven. At this time, the cultivation speed of monsters increases greatly, coupled with their own long and long vitality, often there will be many powerful monsters. Monsters!

Xue Leng was lucky to have met one before.

Outside the Hidden Immortal Valley, the tyrannical existence that tore apart the fake pill monster and swallowed the monster pill alive!
Generally speaking, even monsters in the advanced demon infant stage will not be at a disadvantage against monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. One can imagine how powerful the monsters are!

Therefore, the North Sea humans only choose to live in some remote ocean borders, and they dare not set foot in those deep sea areas.

Because of the painful experience, they knew clearly that the sea monsters also have emperors, and they are the real masters in the North Sea.

This is the principle, but there are exceptions in special cases.

Just like the current Loose Cultivation Alliance, because the strength is too weak, their own sea areas are either robbed by others, or they don't produce much cultivation resources, so they can only take risks in order to survive.

Go to some relatively deep sea areas, use your own life, to try your luck...

The ocean is a magical and awe-inspiring place. It not only breeds all kinds of strange marine life, but also has various weather changes, especially in the Nether Islands, the domain of death, where all the impossible things will change. possible!

Today, in the sky above the ocean, there are countless dark clouds floating, covering the sun.

In the sky in the distance, silver thunder and lightning are like snakes, shuttling through the clouds, and there are constant rumbles in the ears. Coupled with the already extremely dull boundless sea, it gives people a very depressing feeling.

The wind blows, and the shaved face hurts like a knife cut.

Xue Leng sat on the back of a patrolling seahorse and fell to the back of the team.

The speed of the patrolling seahorse is very fast, not a bit worse than the griffins domesticated by Tianfu Pavilion.

The cultivators of Fanjiao Island also took a fancy to this point, so they raised them in large scale.

After choosing the direction of the deep sea to the northwest, everyone ran several miles away in an instant.

This is the first time I have ridden a monster like a seahorse. It has no limbs, a head like a horse, a tail like a monkey, eyes more like a chameleon, and a long nose. Its body is angular like a wood carving. The upper half of the body is submerged underwater, but the greater part of the body is suspended in the sea.

The person riding on its back is very stable.

The hair on his forehead was blown away by the gust of wind, Xue Leng looked around with a relaxed expression on his face.

However, other people are different.

Really set foot on this unknown sea, everyone's heart is very heavy.

If they were not careful, they might all die, so everyone tensed their faces and looked around nervously to prevent unexpected situations from happening.

As for the Milu from Fanjiao Island, he walked at the front of the line, and his expression was naturally very serious. Even his right hand never left the urn-shaped spiritual weapon at his waist, and he was extremely cautious!
Although there were quite a few Foundation Establishment cultivators in the team this time, Mi Yu and the other subordinates did not dare to be careless.

Going deep into the enemy's rear is not a child's play, but an act of licking blood with a knife, and Xue Leng's performance seems to be out to enjoy the scenery, which is incompatible with the tense atmosphere of the crowd.

In fact, Xue Leng's ease was based on his strong spiritual consciousness.

His detection range is one of the best in the team, even if there is danger, he is the first to discover it.

As for the means of evasion and life-saving, it is a big block away from other people. With such confidence, naturally there is no need to be too nervous.

Before setting off, Mi Luo had secretly warned Xue Leng that in the event of an irresistible danger, everyone would flee separately and let him seek blessings for himself. Xue Leng expressed no objection to this.

The road is getting farther and farther, and has entered the realm of the deep sea.

The surrounding sea area is quiet, without any sound at all, except for the dark clouds in the sky and the dark sea world, it seems that the sky and the earth are still.

Everyone slowed down, and in this oppressive environment, everyone couldn't help but tense up.

Especially the qi training disciples of Fanjiao Island.

Years of hunting experience told them that in the sea, the quieter the environment, the more deadly dangers are hidden.

Experience and lessons can never be wrong, so everyone is very careful.

Xue Leng appreciated the performance of these low-level disciples.

This kind of natural perception of danger, which can be smelled even without strong cultivation, is the most basic essential for a qualified hunter.

After continuing to the Nether Skeleton Islands for a while, a gray mist gradually appeared above the sea.

The further forward, the thicker the fog.

"Silence, there are fourth-order monsters traveling ahead."

Mi Yu was alert and immediately ordered everyone to stop.

After disembarking from the patrolling seahorse, Miyu leaned down and put his ears close to the surface of the sea, his face became more solemn as he listened.

The disciples of Fanjiao Island are also veterans who have been in the field for a long time. Years of hunting have given them quite a tacit understanding.

When Mi Yu dismounted to investigate, the rest of the disciples also started to make corresponding arrangements.

Even, everyone knows what they should do without being told by Mi Yu.

The bald monk in the middle of the line, seeing this strange situation, twirled the Buddha beads with his hands, stared at the gray mist in front of him, and the corners of his mouth squirmed silently.

Looking at his posture, it seems that he is transcending something, and he is talking, which looks very strange.

On the contrary, Xue Leng was still sitting on the horse, quietly watching the people who turned Jiaodao, and began to busy arrange some formation traps.

He didn't move, and the people in Tianfu Pavilion naturally didn't dare to act rashly. They all held a few Gale Talismans with vigilant expressions, ready to retreat at any time.

Mimi opened the small urn in his hand on the spot, squinted his eyes slightly, locked on the depths of the mist, and his muscles were tense, like a lion preparing to fight, always in a state of eruption.

All the preparations were carried out in an orderly manner under the orders of Mi Shi.

At the same time, the gray fog on the sea surface became heavier and heavier until it spread and enveloped everyone in it, and soon reached a point where visibility was very low.

Although this mist is non-toxic, it has a hallucinatory effect, making it difficult for people to concentrate.

Even, the vision appeared ghosting.

All the people had cold sweat on their foreheads, and what's more, they had already started to tremble.

Because of such a weird situation, it was the first time they had seen each other!

Even the Miyu standing in the front is not clear about the current situation, so he can only ask for help from his fellow Foundation Establishment behind him:
"Fellow daoists, be careful, what we are facing this time is probably not an ordinary fourth-order monster. Concentrate all your energy and don't be confused by some appearances!"

"Ok!"

Everyone promised, all doing their best to focus.

Xue Leng stayed behind without changing his face, his eyes were a little gloomy.

Judging from various behaviors, this guy is quite responsible, and he is completely different from the rumored corpse man.

He didn't think it was a good thing.

You know, there has never been a wrong nickname in the world of cultivating immortals.

This guy probably knows something, and has no good intentions.

(End of this chapter)