Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 175 Don’t have evil intentions in your heart

The Xiaoyan Spirit Insect stopped at this moment, which really made Wu Meng breathe a sigh of relief.

There are many dangers in the Sword Ruins, not to mention the swamp here, even in the lush forest, for the sake of safety, no one is stupid enough to fly high into the sky.

These safety principles are something that every sect disciple and even casual cultivators are well versed in.

He had chased them all the way before, and although he had never been able to fly high in the boat, the feeling of running with his head down really made him sweat.

He shook his head speechlessly and did not rush to investigate.

Instead, Yunqi was aware of it for a moment.

It's pretty good, there's nothing strange about him.

At this time, it had been one day since I left Renlu Cave, and there was still no abnormality, indicating that there would be no more problems.

This is Wu Meng's second time exploring the cave ruins. Compared with the evil cultivator he encountered back then, this time it looks much more normal.

Chi!

A blackback yellow grouper suddenly jumped up from the swamp ahead.

Its body is full and plump, and its brightly colored tail fin brings out a series of crystal water drops.

Pfft!

The fat fish then plunged into the swamp again.

This scene, if it were in the outside world, might lead people to throw out their fishing rods and plan a feast.

But here, it has a completely different feeling.

Wu Meng took a cautious look and saw nothing unusual in the pond.

His eyes flashed, and he shook out a few small spirit-derived insects, formed into a ball, and explored the water.

Unexpectedly, in the originally ordinary swamp, a series of bubbles suddenly appeared from 'Gulu', and a strong black shadow suddenly jumped out of it.

But it is a strange beast that is 70% similar to a crocodile.

Click!

The bloody mouth bit into the air, and it landed on the water unwillingly, causing a large splash.

Only then did he notice that the blackfish that jumped up earlier was clearly the tail of this strange beast!

Seemingly seeing that the sneak attack failed, this guy wanted to escape by diving.

Naturally, Wu Meng would not do as he wished, and when he pointed a finger, a spiritual toad jumped out from between the organs, creating ripples in the void where it landed.

Swallowing God.

The toad shadow expanded, swallowing the sky, and suddenly enveloped the strange beast.

This guy seemed to feel danger, his scales glowed with a ghostly light, and a thin curtain of water flowed in between.

quack!

With a muffled sound, the strange beast was swallowed whole and inserted upside down into the toad's belly, leaving only a weird tail struggling and flapping outside.

Its power was so huge that water splashed everywhere for a moment, causing a stalemate.

Wu Meng frowned.

Although most of this strange beast has been swallowed up, its strength has probably reached the edge of the second level. If it were any chief here, it would be dangerous to deal with it.

Not to mention that this guy also uses his weird tail to lure prey.

He summoned the ghost whale and wielded the sword using his tactics.

The light and shadow changed, and an invisible sword mark landed on the tip of the alien beast's tail.

镪！

There was a sound of gold and stone clashing, and the Youwhale, who was invincible, only cut through a few layers of scales with this sword, and even the flesh and blood was not visible.

He raised his eyebrows, changed his tactics, and poured a large amount of spiritual power into the sword along with his spiritual consciousness.

The ghost whale trembled suddenly, becoming more and more hidden and unpredictable.

The breeze blew through the swamp, and the water plants swayed. The struggling tail of the alien beast suddenly stopped, and a line of blood seeped out from between the scales, and then it was cut into two parts.

quack!

The spirit toad swallowed it in one gulp with its severed tail attached.

……

Lean slightly.

Wu Meng, who looked quite solemn, came to another shoal.

From the previous strange crocodile, he collected several extremely spiritual materials, including a yellow stone gallbladder the size of an egg.

Its medicinal properties are so strong that it should be able to serve as a foundation-building spiritual material with compatible properties.

But that's not the problem.

I don't know if he was attracted by the smell of blood. Along the way, he just stood on the sandbar. In the swamp a hundred feet away behind him, pieces of blackback yellow grouper jumped up one after another!

These beasts, which are rarely seen in the outside world, are so numerous here that they are all gathered together!

Even he looked a little timid.

Fortunately, this thing was only hidden in the swamp, with no sign of coming ashore, otherwise he would have had no choice but to flee.

This Sword Ruins is indeed surrounded by dangers, but it is only slightly deeper into the edge area...

Wu Meng secretly warned herself not to be careless or lucky at all.

He took one last look at the pond full of fish, then turned away.

After a while, at the corner of the sandbank, he finally found the flying sword that passed the message.

It is inserted diagonally on a three-foot-tall tree trunk with a crooked neck.

This tree is also not simple.

When he found it, a swarm of black crow-like flying insects was besieging the small spiritual insect attached to the sword.

Swarms of insects flew in and out of the inconspicuous holes in the tree trunks, fighting and retreating.

Wu Meng concealed his breath and looked at it a few times.

It is not difficult to see that these flying insects also have extremely concealed hunting methods.

The hole is hidden among the twisted tree trunks, making it difficult to see. If you accidentally pass by the tree trunk, you may be hit in an instant!

Of course, when it comes to highlighting, the seven or eight small derived spirit insects that are fighting in and out of the insect swarm are quite 'brave'.

Wu Meng waved his sleeves.

A piece of yellow sand was thrown out, but it did not fall, but rose abnormally, like a yarn like mist, and wrapped around the black insect...

The battle can be described as crushing.

The black crow's swarm of insects couldn't even hold on for a few breaths before being swallowed up.

The Little Evolution Spirit Insect didn't stop, it got into the hole in the tree trunk, and soon it flew out with dozens of white eggs the size of fingertips.

This was naturally under his deliberate control.

After laying it out in the palm of his hand and observing it for a moment, he took out a new beast-control bag and put the eggs in it.

Although this place is surrounded by dangers, it is also filled with all kinds of rare spiritual materials.

Similar to eggs, it is extremely difficult to find them in the outside world, but here they can be found almost everywhere.

……

The five days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past few days, after several attempts, Wu Meng finally found the 'correct' method of sending letters with flying swords.

All it takes is an extremely weak sharpness to be injected into it, so that it can be stimulated and pointed towards the destination, but not enough to break through the air.

In this way, the majestic flying sword was reduced to a fairy compass in his hands.

Not surprisingly, it should be pointing to the monk named ‘Zi Qiang’.

According to his plan, instead of running around in the Sword Ruins like a headless fly, it would be better to look for connections and explore forward.

If we find Ziqiang, we may be able to follow the clues and find traces of the Bai Jianhui.

Go a step further and find the senior brothers and even the elders who are standing behind you.

In this process, as the understanding of Tianzhan Sect gradually deepens, it is no longer difficult to locate the place where the scriptures are stored.

The purpose is clear.

But in the past few days, Wu Meng always felt a little uncomfortable.

At first, he thought it was the oppression caused by the surrounding environment.

However, today, after looking at the remaining flying swords in the storage ring, this uncomfortable feeling became a little stronger.

He stopped on a quiet island in the middle of the river surrounded by clover, and his body was not touched.

After feeling it for a long time, he frowned.

In the state of being clean, nothing was discovered...

Is it an illusion?

Or is it possible that he has been entangled by something more powerful, which is difficult to detect even if it doesn't touch him?

Such a situation has never occurred since entering the world of cultivation.

After searching for a long time and finding nothing, he had no choice but to suppress his emotions and move on.

But this feeling seemed like a thorn stuck in my heart.    …

Just when Wu Meng ran into trouble, he was in Qifeng Gobi opposite the swamp.

The sun is high.

The vast yellow sand is as soft as a blanket, with dunes standing in the middle, migrating with the wind.

On the top of a sand dune, two figures the size of pinheads appeared, forming a sharp contrast with the vastness of the Gobi.

The figures are none other than the two Yakumo Shinji who have been pursuing them all the way.

When they entered the ruins that day, they found no clues about Luo Qingbao's departure, and naturally they could not find Wu Meng.

Yakumo really followed his heart and ended up here.

Climbing up the sand dune, the two of them looked far into the distance and saw a huge city diagonally inserted into the Gobi desert. It was half covered and half buried by the yellow sand, but the half of the ruins exposed were still very majestic.

On the edge of the city, several figures were fighting each other.

Yakumo really took a look, his expression became playful.

"Look! If you follow your heart, you will always encounter unexpected surprises. No, Wu Meng didn't find it, but Meng Haoyi was hit by us!"

Lin Youjiang looked from a distance.

Because the distance was too far and the sunlight was extremely dazzling, it was difficult to see clearly.

"Let's go, go now, the time is right."

The two of them were gone for a long time.

It wasn't until the afterglow of two days later shone on the huge overturned city wall that we came to the place where the battle was seen from a distance the day before.

Seven or eight corpses were sunk in the yellow sand, roasted until they were yellow and scorched hard, with sand scorpions and beetles burrowing in and out of their eye sockets and nostrils.

Meng Haoyi disappeared.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Yakumo really took a sip of wine: "Compared to Wu Meng, Meng Haoyi is much more open-minded. Come and recognize him, be careful."

Meng Haoyi has been on the list twice in the past twenty years, and his reputation has been spreading rapidly in recent days. Lin Youjiang naturally knows how powerful he is.

However, he has never compared it with Wu Meng in his heart.

At this time, Yakumo Zhen mentioned it casually, but it entered his heart.

Compared to Wu Meng?

One is a sharp-edged genius boy who only exists in rumors, and the other is an unsolvable mystery that he has experienced personally several times but has never found the bottom of.

Lin Youjiang thought, looking at the wreckage one by one.

"It's not a sect from Fengxizhou, but its strength is probably not bad." He quickly made a judgment.

Yakumo Zhenli was not far away: "Well, I saw five people forming a formation that day. They were very powerful. Unfortunately, the one they met was Meng Haoyi."

"Let's go into the city. There should be some good shows to watch."

The two of them walked to the city gate.

Due to the yellow sand cover, only half of the arched dome of this magnificent city gate is exposed, which is at a steep angle to the sand surface, as if it is about to topple down.

"That's right." Yakumo suddenly turned around and said with a serious face: "You can take things after entering the ruins, but don't meddle in your own business."

"Where's the idleness?"

"Of course it's from a dead person!"

Lin Youjiang didn't react for a while.

"Most of Sanzhou is spiritual cultivation, and they don't know enough about the Heart Refining Sword."

Yakumo said seriously: "Of course I don't understand either, but the elders in the sect specifically told me when I came here that there is..."

"have what?!"

Probably infected by his serious expression, he couldn't help but breathe a little faster.

The other party spit out one word: "Evil!"

……

boom!

Wu Meng threw a heavy punch, which was so powerful and heavy that it even caused the strong wind to explode and the vegetation to fly off.

The fist passed a short distance and seemed to flicker, but it seemed to hit the head of a 'barbaric bull' with great consistency.

Half of the bull's head was broken into pieces, and blood rained down all over him.

boom!

This beast with eight legs and two pupils, shaped like a wild bull, was like a hill. It was knocked backwards by a foot before falling to the ground.

Wu Meng's chest rose and fell, and he took a long breath, and then the fine scales on his skin disappeared.

The evil spirit subsides, and humanity burns brightly.

He stood there, his eyes flashing.

Lowering his head, the ankle-deep swamp water reflected a sinister face that looked a bit unfamiliar.

This handsome face has never been stained with so much blood in nearly ninety years.

In other words, it has not been contaminated even a drop.

Today I ‘broke the precept’.

Feeling the changes in his mood, Wu Meng felt mixed feelings.

Happily, Wanyou Corroded the Spiritual Body, this body-refining technique was unexpectedly combined with the martial arts heavenly realm.

That was exactly what happened with the previous punch.

The physical improvement brought by Youjiao's body and his extremely strong recovery ability gave him a certain strength in hand-to-hand combat.

The addition of the state of mind allows it to have wonderful effects during hand-to-hand combat.

This was something he never expected.

Physical training belongs to spiritual cultivation, while martial arts belongs to mental cultivation. They are completely different paths and methods of practice, but they form a synergy at the practical level.

The only problem is that it is difficult for different practices to coexist.

The example is right in front of us. Wanyou Erosion Spirit Body has already caused strong interference to Heyuan spiritual cultivation in the first level. You can imagine what will happen in the future.

And the reason why he didn't want the sword blank was also because the Heart Refining Sword conflicted with his own practice method.

Take only one scoop of three thousand weak water.

But after tasting it, every scoop is very sweet.

This couldn't help but make his desire for the 'Cuiyuan Treasure Tree Base' even stronger.

This technique was the result of seeking it from the Almighty Divine Treasure. It was the most in line with his wishes, and it was thought to be able to resolve the conflict here.

After talking about happiness, it’s time to worry.

Wu Meng has already noticed the source of his own trouble.

The problem is state of mind.

Maybe it was because he had seen the flying sword in Renlu's storage ring, but something strange seemed to be entangled in his mind.

In other words, his inner lake was 'polluted'.

The impact is not that big, but it occasionally interferes with mood and temperament.

Just like before, he originally had many means to deal with this strange beast cleanly, but he chose the most violent one.

The reason is very simple. When I started to do it, I suddenly felt hot and wanted to vent.

At this time, after this punch, I can't say that I regret it, but it has caused a lot of trouble.

Within a moment, birds and insects gathered around him looking for the smell of blood.

Of course, there are also schools of blackhead yellow groupers.

Wu Meng called out soft water, rinsed his face several times, and then tapped out the spirit toad to absorb the breath.

Then he helplessly looked at the clover somewhere: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, how long are you going to peek at it?"

The clover moved, and a slender figure jumped out.

If not Zhou Yunuo, who else.

Her expression was a little awkward: "Fellow Daoist Mo, you have caused so much trouble. Needless to say, I can't hide it anymore..."

"Did you admit the wrong person?" Wu Meng said amusedly.

Zhou Yunuo responded with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Then you are friendly with Wu Dao..."

After saying this, she glanced between Wu Meng's fists and lowered her head slightly.

Although he was smiling, there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes under the bamboo hat: "Every time I see fellow Taoist, it's refreshing."

　Two in one

　　

　

(End of this chapter)