Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1254 Entering the Talisman Cauldron

"This subordinate understands, this subordinate will go to General Zhang Xueliang." Zhao Yilong obeyed and left.

During this month, Lu Xiaobei also made some breakthroughs in cultivation. With Zishu as a helper to guide the difficult problems on the road of cultivation, Lu Xiaobei was like calling Ren Du's second pulse.

What is gratifying is that Lu Xiaobei's realm has been raised to the eighth rank of the world-connecting realm, which is only half a step away from the ninth-rank of the world-connecting realm. In the past few days, the bottleneck of the ninth-rank world-connecting realm has been loosened.

If he can penetrate this talisman tripod and raise his mental power to the level of the mysterious talisman, he can instantly kill any opponent of the same level, and even rely on the spiritual power of the mysterious talisman level to kill the masters of the Creation Realm, let alone him. Possesses the sword dry martial art of Tianzun level.

These are all Lu Xiaobei's trump cards, as long as he doesn't encounter a master in the Pangu realm, he can deal with them calmly.

After everything was arranged, Lu Xiaobei called Zishu to activate Fu Ding.

"Master, this talisman has only three chances to enter. If it fails to reach the ninth floor three times, this element will self-destruct." Zishu reminded.

"Don't worry! I will fight for only one chance." Lu Xiaobei said to himself.

"Okay, Master's aura is exactly what a cultivator should have, so let's stop talking nonsense!"

Zishu drew a blue aura and poured it into the Fuding, and the aura from the Fuding merged with it. The color of this aura was very similar to the message that Lu Xiaobei sent out when he used Jiankujue martial arts. The ancient barren atmosphere.

"Could it be that this Fu Ding has some origins with Jiankujue martial arts or the Six Art of Bone Erosion?" Thinking of this, Lu Xiaobei has even greater expectations for entering Fu Ding.

When all the blue breath released by Zishu was poured into the Fuding, the whole body of the Fuding began to shake, and there was a creaking sound during the shaking, as if someone was chewing a bone.

"The interior of the Fuding is shaping the layers. When the door of the Fuding is opened, the owner can enter." Zishu said.

"When will it open?"

"immediately!"

As Zishu's words fell to the ground, the fifteen-centimeter-high talisman suddenly projected a golden light.

The golden light covered the entire room, and it grew rapidly, and a golden door opened from top to bottom.

Bang clang, the heavy door seemed to have not been opened for many years, Kaka stopped and made the sound of heavy metal collisions.

"Master, go in!" Zishu once again swung a blue breath to swallow the golden light.

The speed at which the door was raised increased, and Lu Xiaobei watched helplessly as the Fu Ding rose to the same height as the roof.

Without further hesitation, Lu Xiaobei flew into the Fu Ding.

After Lu Xiaobei entered, the golden gate closed with lightning speed.

Suddenly, a huge force rose from under his feet, as if someone had locked his feet and lifted him up.

Lu Xiaobei was in a conical room, and above his head was the top of a conical cylinder, where he could not see the end.

This space has a barren atmosphere, but it is spotless.

Lu Xiaobei floated in mid-air, opened his brain, sensed the atmosphere around him, and only then did he understand the mystery of Fu Ding.

As expected, this floor should be the first floor of Fu Ding, but the spiritual power here is very different from the outside world.

Lu Xiaobei tried to land on the ground, but found that his feet seemed to be locked in midair out of thin air, unable to move at all.

"Zishu, I can't get down, what's the matter?" Lu Xiaobei shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, Zishu didn't respond.

It's not that it doesn't respond, but that it can't hear the owner's shouting inside.

Without Zishu's response, Lu Xiaobei understood that this Fuding cut off the connection with the outside world.

After thinking carefully, Lu Xiaobei shut down his brain.

"This is the world of spiritual power. If I open my brain to absorb spiritual power, the mental power in my brain can't compete with what's inside. Why don't you turn it off first to see the effect!"

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaobei let go of his body.

After a while, his body moved down automatically, and his legs and feet moved, and his feet could move.

"Haha, I was really fooled!" Lu Xiaobei stepped on it, with two thuds, and stomped his feet on the ground.

After landing on the ground, Lu Xiaobei felt much safer.

He carefully looked at the conical room, and suddenly found a staircase in the northwest corner.

"Could it be that this is the staircase leading to the second floor?" Lu Xiaobei walked northwestward.

Lu Xiaobei walked very slowly, for fear that someone would be caught accidentally and hang in mid-air.

When he reached the stairs in the northwest corner, he raised his foot and walked up, but was suddenly bounced back by a huge force.

With a crisp sound from Duang, Lu Xiaobei was directly bounced away, flew several meters, and directly hit the back wall.

Without any warning, it was like being kicked away by a master.

"Grass, don't let it go!" Lu Xiaobei rubbed his dazed head and got up from the ground.

Suddenly, the wall behind him began to shatter.

Breaking is not a wall, Lu Xiaobei rubbed his eyes, and was immediately dumbfounded.

As he hit these walls, when the walls shattered, words fell down one by one.

These characters float in mid-air, but Lu Xiaobei doesn't seem to understand these characters. Some of these characters look like graphics, some have many strokes, and some are even just a radical.

As the writing on the wall shattered, a white curtain suddenly fell from the top of the cone-shaped room.

The curtain seems to be transparent, because looking from Lu Xiaobei's direction, the line of sight will pass through the curtain and directly see the hieroglyphs peeling off the wall over there.

"What do you mean? Projection device?" Lu Xiaobei considered this matter with modern thinking.

When the white transparent curtain came down, the figures, patterns and words floating in mid-air began to rush towards the curtain. They were originally chaotic and disorderly, but they automatically began to arrange themselves on the white curtain.

"Ah! You guessed it right again!" Lu Xiaobei said complacently.

That's right, these patterns and characters are projected on this curtain that fell from above.

The patterns and texts were arranged very quickly, and after just over ten minutes, the patterns and texts peeled off from the wall were arranged on the curtain.

Before Lu Xiaobei could carefully identify these characters and patterns, suddenly these patterns and characters converged into a golden light that directly hit Lu Xiaobei.

"Your uncle!" Lu Xiaobei hurriedly dodged.

But this golden light seemed to be equipped with an automatic tracking and positioning device, following Lu Xiaobei around.

It is the rhythm of vowing not to give up until Lu Xiaobei is hit.

"Don't, brother, I don't understand your patterns and words, don't chase me!" Lu Xiaobei shouted while running.

Unfortunately, this golden light still caught up with Lu Xiaobei, and instead dealt a critical blow to him.

biubiu...

It was as if Lu Xiaobei had been hit by a bullet. The golden light was so amazing that it not only hit Lu Xiaobei's legs, but also slammed into Lu Xiaobei's body, hitting one place and immediately jumping up to hit the other. Everywhere.

It was as if there were many detonators placed in Lu Xiaobei's body, all the parts were detonating.

It's okay to say that it's just a blow, it hurts to be imprisoned, even more painful than when you break through.

"Damn it, you're so damn fucked!" Lu Xiaobei gritted his teeth and cursed.

The pain intensified, and this golden light that gathered patterns and words was like a naughty child, constantly raging on Lu Xiaobei's body.

(End of this chapter)