Starting from Scavengers to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 232 Awakening the Old Witch Lord

Deep in the cave, several sarcophagi are still placed in different stone chambers.

In an opened sarcophagus, black air filled the air like a bottomless abyss, exuding an extremely cold atmosphere, which made everyone feel shuddering.

A tall and thin old man who looked like a thousand-year-old corpse was lying at the bottom of the pitch-black coffin.

All the hair has fallen off, the whole body is covered with red blood streaks, the dry skin clings to the skull and torso, it looks like a strange skeleton, but the divine and soul aura that emanates seems to be dormant inside the body. The underworld beast wants to choose people and devour them.

Xu Chen, Feng Yi, Feng Liu, and the elder all stood around the coffin with solemn faces.

Compared with the feeling of fear when he first came here, Xu Chen felt much better this time.

After going through this unprecedented catastrophe and a life-and-death fight with the giant clam, Xu Chen felt that his mood had become much stronger.

If a person does not experience the beatings of society, he will not grow up.

A monk does not experience all kinds of dangers, and he will not really get a glimpse of the Dao.

Although he fell into the underworld twice in a row from the battle between Heifengling and the underworld beast, his state of mind was completely different before and after the two times, and he became more and more indifferent to life and death, and he began to experience vicissitudes of life at a young age perception and experience.

From the first time he went down to the capital, he saw the huge difference between mortals and monks and the relationship between life and death.

In the constant fight with the ghost beast, the people around him came and went, life and death. He also experienced the extreme pain and torture of life and death, and finally faded away. His mentality is no longer the carefree one on the mountain The little monk at the Kaiyuan Realm who was picking up dung everywhere with a dung basket on his back has finally grown to a height that many of his peers in the fairy world can't match.

At this time, he once again faced the sleeping old man who had been lying in the coffin for countless years, and felt the terrifying aura emanating from his body and the extremely cold soul fluctuations, but he no longer had panic and fear. Very peaceful.

Now, his only idea is to wake up this old zongzi who may have lived for thousands of years, and then find clues from him to leave the underworld.

"Everyone is ready, I'm ready to start!" Xu Chen breathed out lightly, and transmitted his spiritual consciousness to everyone.

The elder hurriedly nodded, and after a few careful instructions to Feng Yi and the other four god-pattern warriors, he exited the grotto.

Xu Chen turned to look at Feng Yi and the others and said, "You four spread out and guard around, and you are not allowed to act without my order!"

"Yes, benefactor!" The four of Feng Yi hurriedly clasped their hands together, stepped back, and surrounded the stone room where the coffin was placed.

Xu Chen was not in a hurry to wake it up, but poked his spiritual consciousness into the pitch-black coffin, carefully scanned the old witch master's body again, and found nothing wrong, then took out a jade bottle, Pour out a grain of Taiyuan Entering Soul Pill, wrap it with vitality and send it into the coffin under the guidance of spiritual consciousness, knock open the dry and tightly closed mouth of the old witch, and then send it directly into the stomach with vitality.

In Xu Chen's spiritual perception, the old witch master's flesh and blood had long since dried up, leaving only a layer of skin, and his internal organs were completely eroded by the dark energy and turned into a mass of pitch black, almost impossible to distinguish the shape.

The only thing that allowed him to feel that the old Witch Lord was still alive was that the heart would only pulsate slightly after a long time, and at the same time, there would be an almost undetectable wave of life.

Xu Chen adjusted his breath slightly, and a wave of vitality poured into the old witch master's stomach and internal organs again, and then began to refine the Taiyuan Soul Pill by operating the exercises.

The white qi of this elixir was extremely weak, Xu Chen was just testing to see if the old witch master could absorb it.

He didn't want to take too radical a risk, and suddenly stimulate the old witch master's almost sanity-conscious soul to suddenly wake up, which would eventually lead to a big battle.

In fact, in his opinion, even if the old witch master who has been sleeping for countless years wakes up, his strength will not be much stronger than the fourth-order flying lizard ghost beast that he killed not long ago.

But humans are different from ghost beasts. In addition to instinctive fighting skills, they may also have some unexpected and strange skills.

No one in the entire Fengzu tribe who is still alive has ever seen the old witch master, and no one knows how strong he is.

Such a super fierce man who can almost walk sideways in the wasteland, even if there is only a trace of vitality, it is an extremely terrifying existence. Once it gets out of control, it is not surprising that the Wind Clan will be completely destroyed.

With the refining of the Taiyuan Soul Pill, a faint spiritual energy began to invade the dark stomach, and a wisp of white energy mixed with it began to burn with the rich dark energy gathered in the body, and a group of faint multicolored halos in the dark Lighted up in the middle of the night, like a bean-sized oil lamp in the ancient night, it is almost invisible.

But it was just this weak stimulus, the dry body of the sleeping old witch twitched violently, and even the heavy sarcophagus shook a few times.

Xu Chen's face was stern, and he stared at the old witch master like a torch with divine consciousness, while still continuously circulating his vitality to refine the elixir.

Feng Yi and the other four stood around the stone chamber with their spiritual aura blocking the stone room like a copper wall and an iron wall.

They also felt the change of the old witch master, and their faces became tense instantly.

In the blink of an eye, a moment passed, and a grain of Taiyuan Soul Entering Pill was completely refined.

At this time, under the induction of Xu Chen's spiritual sense, a clear space appeared in the old witch's stomach. In addition, after the weak aura diffused into the internal organs, he could also feel a unique breath of flesh and blood.

This shows that the old witch master's body has not been completely corroded by the dark energy and blood poison, and there is still a trace of vitality.

And the old witch master fell silent again after a short period of movement.

Xu Chen took out another Yangshen Huaming Pill and fed it into the mouth of the old witch master. After sending it into the stomach, he ran the exercises again to help refine it.

This time the old Witch Master's body twitched more violently, his whole body kept shaking, and the coffin made a clanging sound.

"Press the coffin!"

Xu Chen gave an order via voice transmission from his spiritual sense, and the four powerful divine and soul powers immediately suppressed it, and the shaking sarcophagus fell silent in an instant.

The main ingredients of the Shenyang Huaming Pill are medicines unique to the underworld, especially the Wangchuan flower, which is a good medicine for purifying blood and poison. Coupled with the burning effect of white qi on the underworld qi like water and fire, this time Xu Chen I can feel it very clearly. As a large amount of dark energy is neutralized and dissipated by the white air, the effects of the panacea are also released into the internal organs, and the decayed and withered flesh and blood begin to show a trace of normal color, which can be vaguely recognized through the spiritual sense.

Seeing this result, Xu Chen felt a lot relieved.

This situation at least shows that the vitality of the old witch master is still relatively strong. As long as the large amount of dark energy in his body is slowly cleaned up, his body can still recover.

But before recovering his body, he still needs to stimulate the old witch master's spiritual awakening, and first strengthen his soul.

So after half of the alchemy of Yang Shen Hua Ming Dan was refined here, Xu Chen directly reached into the bottom of the dark sarcophagus, pressed his fingers on the old witch master's brow, and his spiritual consciousness slowly penetrated in.

There was endless darkness in front of him, and it was so cold that he felt that this divine consciousness was almost frozen. Every step forward, he seemed to be sinking into the ice cave of ten thousand years.

This kind of spiritual contact is extremely dangerous.

In the mortal world, if there is no strength beyond the opponent's one big realm, generally no one is willing to take such a risk.

Because once the other party finds out that it is inevitable to launch a counterattack with spiritual consciousness, this is a purely spiritual contest of consciousness that transcends cultivation and realm. If you are not careful, you will suffer a strong backlash. The opponent's strength is strong enough, and it is not uncommon for the soul to be scattered.

Although Xu Chen thought he had the blue light vase to protect his spirit, after a purely spiritual contest with the giant clam, he no longer had complete confidence in the blue light vase.

In the final analysis, one's own life is one's own decision, and one's own strength is the real strength.

Any foreign objects such as magic weapons and spells are only foreign objects after all, and they don't work in many cases.

As the consciousness penetrated deeper into the sea of ​​consciousness of the old witch master, Xu Chen felt a kind of unreasonable fear, and the hairs all over his body stood up, as if this extremely terrifying beast was dormant in the endless darkness ahead. The bloodthirsty beast is waiting for him to throw himself into the trap.

But the matter was at this point, and he did not intend to back down at all, but went all out to push his spiritual consciousness forward, and finally a ray of spiritual consciousness slowly condensed into a sharp arrow, and drove straight towards the target in the induction.

"Boom~"

After a long time, the sleeping old Witch Lord suddenly trembled. His eyes, which had been dry and closed for countless years, were suddenly opened, and there were no eyeballs in the two empty eyes, but only two balls of black light.

At this time, Xu Chen's consciousness has completely penetrated the sea of ​​consciousness that the old witch master had sealed for countless years, and saw a scene that he will never forget.

A human-shaped phantom surrounded by black mist is curled up in it, emitting a faint blue-white light, as if an oil lamp is burning, and it seems to dissipate at any time.

This is the spirit of the old witch master, and it has completely transformed.

This state is the same as the primordial spirit of a great monk.

However, the soul of the soul is almost at the point of exhaustion. Once the bluish-white light disappears completely, the wisdom of the old witch master will be completely annihilated, and finally blackened into the soul of a ghost beast, and will never have a chance to be resurrected.

And as if feeling a fresh breath of soul, the thick black air outside the phantom's body suddenly stirred up, condensing into a series of pitch-black tentacles, rolling towards Xu Chen's consciousness.

The moment the two divine senses came into contact was the moment when the old witch master opened his eyes.

Xu Chen's consciousness was entwined by a black air, and an extremely intense coldness suddenly penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness along with his consciousness, and in an instant, a jet of black ice piled up layer by layer in the sea of ​​consciousness, and spread all the way On top of the blue light bottle, soon the outside of the bottle was covered with a layer of black frost.

This feeling was stronger than the feeling when he got the Wangchuan flower back then, as if he was being targeted by an extremely ferocious ghost beast, trying to completely devour his soul.

Xu Chen knew that his own strength could not completely withstand this terrifying impact of the soul.

But fortunately, although the blue light vase was attacked, the soul was not shaken at all, so he boldly released a more powerful power of the soul, and the consciousness also counterattacked into the sea of ​​consciousness of the old witch master like a tide, transforming Become a sword and fight with black tentacles.

(End of this chapter)