The Record of Immortal Cultivation

The ghosts in the ancient ruins have no reason at all, they will only be like mad dogs, choosing and devouring people.

Being able to control such ghosts is unheard of in the entire cultivation world.

Xu Yuxiu couldn't help being curious about how the priest made the soul bell, but there was no relevant record in the jade slips, so she could only sigh helplessly.

After receiving the jade slips, she relied on the imperial soul bell to protect her body and walked towards the depths of the blood mist.

The further you go in, the stronger the smell of blood, and blood can gradually be seen on the ground.

The blood stains extended, gradually spread, and mixed with the soil on the ground, turning into blood mud.

Continuing to go deeper, the blood mud began to mix with residual limbs and minced meat, and some rotting meat was mixed in the mud, making it difficult to distinguish.

Xu Yuxiu suddenly stopped in her tracks. She had arrived at the place where ghosts gathered to eat during the previous investigation of spiritual consciousness.

Looking around here, all kinds of wreckage are scattered all over the ground, just like the scene of a monk's slaughterhouse.

And among these flesh and blood wreckages grew reddish grasses with leaves arranged like scales.

They are red like blood, accompanied by the gentle wind, shaking the leaves, looking delicate and charming.

Xu Yuxiu recognized these grasses, which were exactly the blood scale grass that Zhao Yan needed.

She thought that there could be blood scale grass in the ancient ruins, but she did not expect that the blood scale grass would grow in this way.

The Blood Scale Grass here, if you look around, there are at least dozens of them, and when converted into the price of spirit stones offered by Zhao Yan, that is thousands of spirit stones.

But now when Xu Yuxiu looked at these blood scale grasses, she felt a little repulsive in her heart.

Zhao Yan secretly thought that with such a blood scale grass, wouldn't he be able to respond?

After thinking about it, she couldn't help shaking her head.

Anyway, she was not the one who used the blood scale grass to practice, so why bother so much.

So, she began to collect these blood scale grass.

Xu Yuxiu used the wind-walking technique, causing her body to be several inches above the ground, and slowly floated towards the blood-scale grass.

When she came to a blood scale plant, she used the object control technique to wrap her spiritual power towards the blood scale plant in front of her, and then yanked the blood scale plant uprooted.

It has to be said that the Bloodscale Grass was as tough as the records said.

With Xu Yuxiu's strong tug, the Blood Scale Grass was still intact, and its toughness could be compared to a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Especially the blades of grass that look like scales, you can feel a slight edge when you touch them lightly with your fingers.

Xu Yuxiu tried it with a bit of fabric, and with a "stab", her cuff was pierced so easily by the blade of the blood scale grass.

She couldn't help wondering, how would Zhao Yan use the Blood Scale Grass, which was like a weapon, to cultivate?

Swallow it raw?Think about all the voices.

Xu Yuxiu waved away the thoughts in her mind and continued to collect the remaining blood scale grass.

It took her three quarters of an hour to collect all the blood scale plants here, and she got a total of 43 blood scale plants.

Converted into spirit stones, there are probably more than 2000 spirit stones.

After calculating this, Xu Yuxiu was a little surprised.

Just such a little blood scale grass is already comparable to the total amount of spirit stones she earned in the five years in Lingxi Valley.

But if you think about it carefully, in the Lingxi Valley, the biggest gain is the dew. Compared with so many dews, the few spirit stones you earn are not worth mentioning at all.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuxiu was no longer surprised. After packing up all the blood scale grass, she continued to walk deeper.

She didn't get rid of the ghosts in the blood mist.

With her departure, the ghosts in the blood mist returned to their original appearance again, wandering around in the blood mist, devouring the monks who walked into the blood mist, forming a natural barrier.

And as the ghosts in the blood mist devoured more monks, the coverage of the blood mist also expanded a little bit, and the ghosts in it were also growing at an extremely fast speed.

"Senior sister, look, there seems to be something coming over there!" A female cultivator who looked like a girl pointed at the red mist that was gradually spreading in the distance and shouted.

As for the female cultivator who was replaced by her as a senior sister, when she saw the red mist drifting over, she instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis, and she frowned slightly, "Go, get out of here!"

After finishing speaking, she took her junior sister who was still a little doubtful, and quickly fled in a direction away from the red mist.

"Hey, what's that red thing?"

On the other side, among a group of more than a dozen monks, one person spotted the red mist and pointed at it suspiciously.

The rest of the people were also attracted by his words and looked at the red mist.

And the moment they saw the red mist, they couldn't help feeling a sense of crisis in their hearts, making them feel that the red mist was very dangerous and they had to stay away from it.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind blew past, causing the red mist to swell and disperse a little.

Just in the diffused red mist, there was a scene of blood scale grass swaying in the wind.

When seeing those blood scale grasses, those monks all stared wide-eyed, showing the color of greed in their eyes.

"Go, go and see!"

I don't know who started it. They put aside the sense of crisis in their hearts and headed straight for the red mist.

Such a large expanse of Bloodscale Grass had already made them let go of the sense of crisis in their hearts.

In their view, where there are good things, there is no danger at all.

So, without hesitation, they stepped into the red mist.

There was only one younger boy left, who hesitated not to follow them into the red mist.

He waited and watched for a long time, watching those brothers and sisters from various factions enter the red mist, and there was no movement for a long time.

The young man couldn't help but hesitate and shouted several times to Hongwu: "Senior Brother Wang, Senior Sister Li"

After shouting, there was still no response from the red mist.

Seeing this, the young man felt a chill in his heart. Looking at the red mist that was still spreading towards this side, he turned his head and wanted to leave here.

But just as he turned his head, he bumped into two tall figures.

When the young man looked up, he saw two people wrapped in black robes. He couldn't see their faces hidden under the black robes.

"Who are you?" The young man took a few steps back, distanced himself from the two men in black robes, and stared at them with a look of vigilance.

When the two heard this, they looked at the boy together.

The moment he was stared at by them, the boy felt a chill run down his spine, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

Suddenly, one of the men in black robe moved, his speed was very fast, and he appeared in front of the boy in the blink of an eye.

Before the boy could react, he felt a tightness in his neck and a strong sense of suffocation.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his body being lifted up.

The man in black grabbed the young man's neck with one hand, and lifted him up like twisting a chicken. With the other hand, a black seed condensed and pressed towards the young man's heart.

When the black species touched the young man's heart, it melted in so silently.

The moment the boy was integrated into the body by the black species, his body froze, the man in black let go of his hand, and the boy fell to the ground, just standing there in a daze.

At this time, the man in black robe waved his hand and pulled out a black robe, covering the young man.

"From today onwards, you are Moshi, in charge of the red mist."

After saying that, the man in black took out a copper bell with his backhand and handed it to the young man.

The young man took the brass bell, and he who was shrouded in a black robe made a hoarse voice: "The order of the god envoy."

jingle--!
A copper bell rang, and the young man walked stiffly into the red mist.