Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 416 Ghost Cultivator
Under the stone wall, the root system of this vine is extremely developed, winding into the black soil underground for up to a thousand feet. Its tiny roots are rooted in the black soil. Looking at the distribution, it seems to be absorbing energy from the black soil. What are you wearing?

What made Fang Qingyuan happy was that when he used his spiritual consciousness to penetrate deeply into the black soil and completely wrap the root system of the vine, Fang Qingyuan sensed a weak breath of life from a particularly thick root system.

Obviously this vine is not completely dead. Even though the main part above the rhizome has completely withered, the roots buried deep in the black soil still maintain a dormant vitality after thousands of years.

This is also in line with the characteristics of vine life plants. The main body is dead, but a trace of vitality is left to sprout again when the time is right.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan, who was filled with joy in his heart, silently operated his huge spiritual consciousness and began to exert force.

In the boundless, sticky black soil, there was a faint trembling roar. In this short moment, the tiny roots spread thousands of feet away, as well as the nearest main roots, all trembled.

Fang Qingyuan wrapped his spiritual consciousness around every root and slowly peeled off the black soil attached to it.

Even Qiqi and Jinbao outside the stone room sensed this movement.

"Listen, the ground is shaking!?"

Qiqi's expression changed, and then he spoke to Jinbao, but Jinbao had already received Fang Qingyuan's instructions in his heart, so he opened his arms and babbling to explain to Qiqi.

"This is not a good place for a fight. This black soil absorbs everything. If you don't have very powerful earth magical powers, you may not even be able to get close to this bone prison, so I suggest that the top priority is to attack the heart."

In front of Fang Qingyuan's sight, in the black soil more than ten miles away, an obvious bone ball was buried deep under the weight of the black soil.

"Qiqi, what do you think?"

Fang Qingyuan stared closely at the bone ball. If ghost cultivators did exist in this black soil, then this bone ball must be there.

This is actually an observation room, where you can see the things absorbed in the black soil. This design was probably used to observe the remains of the ink dragon, but now it has become an observation station in the black soil cemetery.

Now that the enemy is hidden and we are clear, Fang Qingyuan still has enough time to plan this matter.

Qiqi also stared at the bone ball, pondered for a few breaths, and then said:

Of course, this was compared to the situation of ordinary golden elixir cultivators, and Fang Qingyuan was not among them. However, this was his first time fighting against a ghost cultivator. Even though the opponent had been trapped for sixty years, he was still very cautious.

Finally seeing the target, Fang Qingyuan felt a little more at ease in his heart. It had been smooth sailing before and there was no danger at all. He hoped that it would be the same next time and there would be no accidents.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan had no extra energy to care about what Qiqi thought. When his consciousness was attached to thousands of roots, he would concentrate on pulling out the seedlings.

Hearing Jinbao's explanation, Qiqi was a little shocked. This was actually caused by Fang Qingyuan.

"Let's go to the next stone room."

Fang Qingyuan looked forward and asked Qiqi behind him for his opinion.

Half a day later, Fang Qingyuan walked out of the stone room calmly, but he looked a little tired.

There was nothing in the second stone chamber. Even if Fang Qingyuan asked Jinbao to use his magical power again, he could not find anything special.

This is a space like a huge transparent glass cover. Here, the originally black and sticky black soil can be seen clearly like a clear stream.

Fang Qingyuan took the lead to walk forward, and Jin Bao followed happily. Only Qi Qi had a complicated face and opened his mouth to ask something, but at this time, Mi Chong's words from before came to his mind, "Don't meddle in other people's business," so he closed his mouth silently, feeling depressed. Keep up.

Don't worry about the corpses of other monks or monsters for now. These dead things can't escape. The task must be completed first.

Recalling what Tu Wuzhao said, this ghost cultivator's strength back then was at the golden elixir perfection realm. Compared to his own golden elixir, which was at the fifth level, there was only a four-level gap on the surface, but the actual combat power was at least two or three times worse.

So one person and two beasts went straight to the third stone chamber, and the situation inside the third stone chamber surprised Fang Qingyuan.

Outside of this bone ball, there are many skeletons, quietly covered under the black soil, including those of human monks, as well as the skeletons of various huge monster beasts.

"Tell me more specifically."

"The feeling of being imprisoned here for sixty years, slowly waiting for death, makes me feel suffocated just thinking about it. Only monks like ghost cultivators can endure this loneliness. If we choose to rescue him at this time, this ghost cultivator must only need If he is in his right mind, he will not refuse, but as the price of saving him, he will be subject to our hands and we will make a three-part agreement, so I guess he will agree."

Qi Qi subconsciously licked her lips. There were some tiny barbs on her pink tongue. Fang Qingyuan discovered that when Qi Qi got nervous, she began to lick her lips crazily.

"Words of persuasion are not as effective as persuasion by force. Be polite first and then use force, but the main thing is force."

Fang Qingyuan set the tone. Beings like ghost cultivators regard life as trivial and only believe in force.

Then the next step is how to communicate with the ghost cultivator existing in this bone cage. Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan waved his hand and held a flag and released an earth-drinking dragon earthworm.

Looking at this long and narrow dragon earthworm, which is one foot long and as wide as four fingers, Fang Qingyuan's heart flashed with some confusion. This earth-drinking dragon earthworm is the spiritual beast that Fang Qingyuan raised in the mines of Yuanling Mountain when he was still practicing Qi. , Fang Qingyuan also collected some and raised them in the Immortal Mansion to plow the fields for the spiritual land at that time. After such a long time, these earth-drinking dragon earthworms integrated into the spiritual land of the Immortal Mansion and became the most ordinary existence.

But the one in front of me is considered the king among earth-drinking dragons. It is huge and well-proportioned, and is very suitable for swimming in this black soil.

The memories of that year flashed through Fang Qingyuan's mind, and then he turned his attention to the dragon earthworm in front of him.

This dragon earthworm is just the lowest insect beast, with a small brain capacity and no ability to carry Fang Qingyuan's thoughts, but this is not a problem. Fang Qingyuan, who was born in the beast control sect, is proficient in the method of possessing spirits.

The method of possessing a spirit is to separate a part of your soul and parasitize it on this spiritual beast. It is not a simple division of spiritual thoughts. The advantage of this technique is that you can control the spiritual beast with your own mind. In this way, even if you have the magical power, it will not be as good as doing it yourself.

But the disadvantage is that if the possessed spirit beast dies, the separated soul will be severely damaged, which will also have a certain impact on the main body's strength.

Knowing that the other party is a ghost cultivator, Fang Qingyuan still dares to use this method. This is not because he has no brains, but because he has special means.

That is the "Yindu Black Law Soul Binding Curse" that Fang Qing has been studying since his Qi training period!
There is a scripture on this spell called the method of deception, which can peel off false souls, which is suitable for the method of possessing spirits.

However, there is also a hidden danger in the method of subterfuge, that is, there is a certain chance that the false soul will awaken its own consciousness and think that it is its true body. However, this chance is very low, and with Fang Qingyuan's powerful soul energy, there is no such possibility. .

If the false soul is lost, Fang Qingyuan himself will not suffer any fundamental loss, only a temporary loss of spiritual thoughts, which will come from his future practice.

At this time, everything was ready, and Fang Qingyuan no longer hesitated. He immediately used the method of deception to create a false consciousness from his own soul, and then used the method of spirit possession to possess the earth-drinking dragon earthworm.

Suddenly, the originally ignorant little eyes of this earth-drinking dragon earthworm immediately became clear. It first adapted to its current body, and then plunged towards the transparent cover in front.

After inspection just now, Fang Qingyuan found that the transparent cover allowed entry but not exit, so the earth-drinking dragon earthworm blended into the black soil with just a slight push.

Inside and outside the cover, the perspectives are completely different. On one side is black soil as clear as a stream, and on the other side is a vortex as black as ink, accompanied by a huge suction force.

These two kinds of vision made Fang Qingyuan quite uncomfortable when he used the method of possessing spirits. He had not used this method of possessing spirits too much in the past years.

But after all, with the powerful soul as the basis, Fang Qingyuan quickly adapted to the two visions, and then combined them to let the earth-drinking dragon earth swim to the bone cage.

Inside the bone cage, Ghost Xiu was muttering to himself, "It's strange, it's really strange. These are mutated rat beasts. Two of them came in in a row. This is definitely not a coincidence. Is there someone outside trying to find a way to enter this place?" "

"It's a pity that Xu Xuanqing was killed too early. Maybe he came to rescue him. Hehe, if I don't kill him, he will kill me. I can't care about the situation at that time."

"I won't admit that I was the one designing him from beginning to end. My delicious soul was already doomed when he fell here."

The ghost cultivator's mutterings echoed in the small bone prison. After sixty years of solitude, even with the ghost cultivator's mind, some problems would inevitably arise.

At this moment, the ghost cultivator was talking to himself while stroking Xu Xuanqing's skull affectionately.

"After the nourishment of Xu Xuanqing's flesh and soul, coupled with this golden lotus, the state of my body has returned to that of thirty years ago. Although it is not as good as the state when I first entered this place, it is enough to cope with the perfect state of the golden elixir. Can a monk, a golden elixir early stage monk, be able to attract the Yuanying old monster? Still in this remote wilderness."

"Maybe these people outside can help me get out of trouble early. Is freedom just here?"

In the corner of the bone prison, two mutated rat beasts were shivering in a small cage made of white bones. The aura of death exuding from the ghost cultivator's body was enough to make any creature with lower cultivation than him feel frightened.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three consecutive rhythmic knocking sounds resounded through this silent bone prison, which meant that the ghost cultivator did not have the rich emotions of normal people, otherwise he would definitely be shocked by it.

But even so, there was a faint light shining in the ghost cultivator's dry eyes. He slowly stood up with his legs that had been sitting cross-legged for decades, and walked with difficulty to the place where the knocking sound was heard.

Then, the bone cage opened and closed instantly, and a slender and weird earthworm fell in.

"Is it still a coincidence like before?"

The ghost cultivator stared closely at the mutated earthworm and spoke uncertainly, but in the next breath, the earthworm raised its head and a voice came from its body:

"Finally I found you, the ghost cultivator who escaped from the battlefield."

Seeing this strange situation, the ghost cultivator could still maintain his composure and said hoarsely:
"Who are you?"

"Jiejie, it doesn't matter who I am. You only need to know that someone wants to see you, and I am only responsible for taking you out. Of course, you can resist. I don't mind taking a corpse out. After all, as a ghost cultivator, let the corpse You know more about speaking than I do."

It was obviously just a mutated earthworm insect beast in the realm of Qi training, but the words he said made Guixiu feel cold in his heart. He didn't expect that after so many years, there would still be people thinking about him.

And listening to the other party's tone, I don't feel that he is from a well-known and decent family. On the contrary, the other party is more like a demon than himself.

Hearing this, the ghost cultivator's mind was like lightning. After thinking for a few breaths, he nodded in agreement. In any case, let's leave this prison that has trapped him for sixty years first.

"I can go with you, but it's not that easy to get out here. You are so loud, and I want to see what you can do."

The earth-drinking dragon earthworm possessed by Fang Qingyuan let out a gloomy laugh, showing the momentum of a great villain. He nodded and said:

"Okay, let's see what I do, but you have to cooperate here. The land of heavy earth can trap you for so many years, and not just anyone can untie it. When you sense that the power of the heavy earth has changed, you can We must seize the opportunity and withdraw from here.”

After finishing speaking, Fang Qingyuan controlled the earth-drinking dragon earthworm to squat in a corner, and then in the distant observation room, Fang Qingyuan said:

"Qiqi, close your eyes!"

Qi Qi obediently closed her eyes. In the next breath, Fang Qingyuan stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and then there was an endless surge of black earth.

(End of this chapter)