I have a blood fairy pupil

Chapter 157 Inside Qifeng Mountain
Fang Lan quickly moved forward, rolling the ghost refining flag in his right hand, and the mysterious light flowed on the flag. In an instant, black wind burst, mist shrouded, and ghosts rushed out of the ghost refining flag, heading towards the severely injured Yellow Poison Ground Centipede. Kill.

The seventh-grade ghost at the head was nine feet tall. Although it was a ghost trained and cultivated by monks' souls, it no longer looked like a monk.

A pair of bloody eyes like hooks, a green face and fangs, with black energy flowing outward. His arms were long and slender, completely lowered, hanging at his knees, and his hands were as black and green as steel claws.

"Ho ho... ho"

The long-armed old ghost whimpered from his throat, and on his arms, black lines appeared one after another. The mist shrouded, and the black light flourished, and he instantly rushed in front of the Yellow Poison Centipede.

The two sections of the Yellow Poison Centipede's body struggled and twisted, yellow-green liquid flowed from its waist, and the ground "sizzled" with corrosion. The velvet legs at the head moved, dragging the remaining body and escaping toward the rear.

The long-armed old ghost's claws were like steel knives, and they were instantly submerged into the body of the poisonous earth centipede.

"Fizz!"

The Yellow Poison Centipede roared in pain, its bright eyes flashing with fear and doubt, as if it couldn't figure out how it could be seen through when it was so well disguised and the trap it used to hunt was so perfect.

Fang Lan snorted coldly, and a palm-long cyan dagger appeared in his hand. He activated the rotation with his magic power, and the cyan dagger flew through the air with a "swish" sound, and directly inserted into the brain of the Yellow Poisonous Ground Centipede.

The red and green liquid flowed outwards, and the yellow poisonous ground centipede struggled painfully. The movement became smaller and smaller, and gradually stopped moving.

Fang Lan's eyes were cold, and he quickly stepped forward. A ray of blue light flew out of the yellow poison centipede's head, and the green dagger flew directly into Fang Lan's sleeve.

Then, in the palm of Fang Lan's right hand, his mana gathered and condensed into a black magic seal. He raised his hand and urged, and from the black magic seal, wisps of black silk threads flew out and landed on the head of the Yellow Poison Centipede. A weak demonic thread was drawn out from it. The soul was thrown into the mouth of the long-armed old ghost.

"You really deserve to die!" Fang Lan spat, dug out a yellow and green ball from his head, quickly walked back to Xu Yin, handed it to Xu Yin, and said:

"Junior Brother Xu Yin, this is the poison bead of the Yellow Poison Centipede, and it is also the most valuable material on its body. If you sell this thing to the material store in Guanzhong, you should be able to sell more than a dozen middle-grade spiritual stones. After all, it is a poison-type thing. If there is a demand for Disciple Mountain, it will not fetch a high price if sold to Guanzhong."

Xu Yin took it with a smile and threw it into the Sumeru Ring.

There are more than a dozen middle-grade spiritual stones, which is quite a lot. If these are given to people in need, the value can be even higher. After all, they are seventh-grade yellow poisonous ground centipedes, relatively rare monsters, and their combat power is not weak. They can escape. Strong ability and the ability to drill into the ground.

If he hadn't been directly attacked by the magic talisman and broken into two pieces, this beast would have been really difficult to deal with for ordinary Mingshen realm monks as it burrowed into the ground.

"Senior Brother Fang Lan, you have trained this seventh-grade Yin ghost well, but does it have the peerless strength of the seventh-grade ghost?" Xu Yin looked at the long-armed old ghost with a curious look.

Fang Lan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's only the seventh-grade top grade. It's a bit difficult to train it to the seventh-grade top grade. I don't have that many resources, so I'll keep cultivating it."

Xu Yin nodded slightly, withdrew his gaze, checked the Qiankun bag in his hand, took out an identity token, and said: "Disciple of White Bone Peak, Guo Chen."

"Unfortunately, bad luck." Xu Yin shook his head and sighed, and immediately poured out all the contents of the Qiankun bag with great interest.

In addition to spiritual stones, there were also spiritual talismans, spiritual elixirs, materials, and special magical weapons. A lot of preparations were made for entering the Fire Phoenix Dojo, but they were all gone before they could be used much.

"Junior Brother Xu Yin, this fellow disciple is a bait and a trap thrown by the Yellow Poison Centipede. If it weren't for Junior Brother, I'm afraid I would have stepped into it. What's more, Junior Brother, you wasted a spiritual talisman. Junior Brother Xu Yin, take all of these things. Let's go, this should be your harvest, junior brother." Fang Lan said righteously.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely not give in at all, and he would definitely have a part in this, but if it were Xu Yin, it would be different.

Xu Yin raised his brows and took a look at the things on the ground. Among them were two seventh-grade magical instruments and three eighth-grade magical instruments.

After a thorough investigation with his spiritual consciousness, everything added together was worth more than 200 middle-grade spiritual stones.

"Since Senior Brother Fang Lan has spoken, I can't refuse. Thank you very much, Senior Brother!" Xu Yin bowed his hands, then swept his sleeves and put everything into the Sumeru Ring.

Xu Yin was extremely excited after receiving more than 200 medium-grade spiritual stones. As for the consumed spiritual talismans...

It was a random drawing by the eldest brother, which is precious to others, but there are still hundreds of them in his Sumeru ring, not to mention the seventh-grade spiritual talisman, the sixth-grade, the fifth-grade, and the fourth-grade.

If there is a shortage of spirit stones, I should be able to sell a few copies of Senior Brother Song Xiu's talismans, and they will definitely be popular items.

Xu Yin thought in his mind and looked at Ye Lin in front of him and said: "Senior brother Fang Lan, you are a cultivator in the Mingshen realm, and your spiritual consciousness is much stronger than mine. The task of detecting and guarding will be left to you, senior brother."

"Okay." Fang Lan nodded in agreement, and with his consciousness exploring outwards, the two of them set off again, rushing to the core dojo in the center.

All the Six Peaks disciples who entered the Fire Phoenix Dojo seemed to think so.

The two of them walked all the way. When they were on the periphery, they met few other disciples in the temple. However, as they approached the core of the dojo, the density of disciples in the temple became higher and higher. Xu Yin and Fang Lan had already met three groups of their fellow disciples. .

There are those who walk alone, and there are those who travel together like them.

They all said hello to each other and said no more.

Outside the mountain at the core of the dojo, a red brilliance enveloped the entire mountain.

Xu Yin and Fang Lan stood outside the protective shield. Through the light shield, they could see the scene in the mountain. The conspicuous elixir trees grew openly and openly, and there were many monsters and beasts moving about halfway down the mountainside.

It's just that through the light shield, the monsters in the mountain can't seem to see beyond the light shield.

Xu Yin looked at the mountain in front of him. Starting halfway up the mountain, the lines were clearly defined. The plants below were green, the top was red, and the soil was all terracotta and red mud.

There are many buildings in the mountain, and on the top of the mountain, a huge nest made of red clouds stands.

"The core of the dojo, Qifeng Mountain!"

"Is that the fire phoenix nest? Hongxia can actually build a nest. It's really amazing to reach the third level."

Xu Yin's eyes became more excited. He looked at the disciples in other positions, looked at Fang Lan and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Fang Lan, where is the thing you mentioned?"

Fang Lan had been looking at the location in the mountain. After hearing this, he pointed to a cliff on the right side and said, "This should be the location. There is the cave of the Red Fire Rat there, which is easy to identify."

"The fruit tree is in the gap in the cliff on the upper right side of the cave. There are fog soul vines growing outside the gap, which cannot be detected by spiritual consciousness."

After Fang Lan finished speaking, he asked again: "Junior Brother Xu Yin, what can you do with that Red Fire Rat King?"

"Since senior brother came in for this thing, he must be prepared. I wonder what senior brother has prepared?" Xu Yin asked.

Hearing this, Fang Lan didn't hide it, took out a black bottle from the Qiankun bag and said, "This contains blood noodles." "Blood noodles?" Xu Yin's eyes were confused, he had never heard of this. Planting something, “What’s the use?”

Fang Lan explained: "This blood macaroni powder is very effective against rat monsters. It has a tempting aura for rat monsters, which can induce the monster beasts to eat it. After eating the blood macaroni powder, its blood vessels will swell. He goes crazy and goes crazy, causing chaos among the rats."

"It's just that this blood powder may not be effective against the sixth-grade red fire rat. Once it discovers us by following the clues, we will be chased by the sixth-grade monsters and it will be difficult to escape. Therefore, I can do it without you, junior brother." It’s a gamble with your life.”

Hearing this, Xu Yin was noncommittal. This blood powder should indeed be an item that Fang Lan used to deal with the Red Fire Rats. However, it was impossible not to have something to save his life, even if there was only a certain chance of saving his life.

"There's no rush. We'll decide what to do after we determine the location and investigate the surrounding situation." Xu Yin spoke, looking at the light mask in front of him.

According to the information reported back by the previous batch of disciples, the light mask outside Qifeng Mountain is a thing that isolates the inside and outside. However, as long as you touch the light mask, you will be transported to a stage.

Two disciples who touch the light mask are randomly selected to compete. The winner will receive a jade slip and be transported to Qifeng Mountain. If he survives in Qifeng Mountain for seven days, he can activate the jade slip and leave Qifeng Mountain.

There are many houses and palaces in Qifeng Mountain, which are like training places. As long as you pass them, you can get rewards.

"Junior Brother Xu Yin, do you go first or me?" Fang Lan asked.

"Senior brother, please go ahead." Xu Yin said kindly.

Fang Lan nodded and smiled, then raised his hand and pressed it directly on the light mask, and wisps of red light extended from the light mask.

In three breaths, Fang Lan was directly wrapped into a red light cocoon, blended into the light mask, and disappeared.

Xu Yin's eyes were curious, and then he pressed his hand on the light mask. Wisps of red light wrapped around Xu Yin's hand, and there was no next move.

After waiting for more than ten breaths, the red light continued to spread, wrapping Xu Yin. Inside the light cocoon, Xu Yin's eyes were curious. The next moment, he felt that the light cocoon was moving rapidly.

Within two breaths, the light cocoon suddenly stabilized, and wisps of red light dissipated. Xu Yin looked to the opposite side. A young disciple also looked at Xu Yin. When he saw that it was Xu Yin, his brows suddenly furrowed.

"At the late stage of the eighth-grade induction realm, this Taoist robe..."

The disciple in the temple opposite had a kind look on his face, and he bowed his hands and said with a cheerful smile, "I didn't expect to meet Junior Brother Xu Yin from Qingshen Peak. Dou Yong from Zizhu Peak, a poor Taoist, has met Junior Brother Xu Yin."

Xu Yin smiled, bowed his hands and said, "I have met Senior Brother Dou."

"Junior brother, you're welcome. I'll admit defeat later. I can't win anyway. Pindao will save his energy to deal with other fellow Taoists."

Dou Yong smiled and said, Xu Yin, an eighth-level induction realm dared to enter the Fire Phoenix Dojo. Mr. Shi did not know how many good things he had to prepare for Xu Yin. Anyway, he did not intend to get into trouble.

In Fengshan, there is no limit to the number of duels. If you can't win this one, just change it.

"Thank you, senior brother." Xu Yin thanked him with a smile, which also saved him from having to do anything.

Xu Yin looked around. There was red mist outside the arena, and he couldn't see the specific scene clearly.

However, based on the observations just now, this light cocoon should be flying into the air. Their current location is either within the Fire Phoenix's nest, or in the red cloud above the Fire Phoenix's nest.

Time passed bit by bit. Thirty breaths later, as the patterns on the arena flashed with red light, Dou Yong bowed his hands and said with a smile: "The time has come. I wish Junior Brother Xu a safe journey and great harvest."

After saying that, Dou Yong jumped out of the ring and disappeared into the red clouds.

At the same time, a red jade slip flew out of the red mist, and the red light on Xu Yin flashed again, wrapping him up.

As the light cocoon trembled, and when the light cocoon dissipated again, Xu Yin found that he had arrived inside the light cocoon, just a distance away.

Xu Yin's eyes were strange, as if they were all magic formations.

Xu Yin was thinking in his heart, the flesh and blood on his forehead cracked, the Blood Immortal Pupils opened, and as the magic power surged, his Taoist robe flashed slightly, and the whole person disappeared in place.

The Blood Immortal Eyes turned to observe. Xu Yin quickly walked towards the mountain with the cover of his Taoist robe. Along the way, there were no dangers and almost no obstacles, and he walked out of a safe route.

"Squeak... squeak..."

In the mountains ahead, several monster rats with a body length of three to four feet were scurrying about, and the tail behind them was like a fiery red whip.

The red fire rat's overall hair is fiery brown, its eyes are yellow, and its fangs are even sharper.

Eighth-grade red fire rat.

Xu Yin was careful and slowly moved forward to search. After a while, Xu Yin came under the cracked mountain. The mountain above had been petrified, and green vines were growing. On the vines, many small light yellow flowers bloomed, and there were strands of yellow. The fog lingers around the flowers and covers the entire mountain arm.

His consciousness swept over and he couldn't sense anything.

In the corner below the mountain, a huge cave with a diameter of one foot spread downwards. In the deep cave, red fire rats came and went.

The Red Fire Rat King should be inside the cave. The Red Fire Rats on the periphery could not detect the cover of the Taoist robes and could not sense Xu Yin who was so close at hand.

With the mana hard drive in Xu Yin's hand, his consciousness moved slightly. The Soul-Living Master Sword on his back was slowly unsheathed. Under the aura of the Taoist robe, he slowly moved next to Xu Yin, stepped on the Soul-Living Sword, and Xu Yin walked on the sword. , rising quickly, approaching the Mist Soul Vine, and checking the mountain gaps one by one.

"This fellow member of Fang Lan is also very powerful. Even if the Yangshen Fruit Tree is hidden in a place like this, he can still find it, unless he also has the ability to see through the yellow mist." Xu Yin thought to himself.

The Blood Immortal Eyes on Xu Yin's forehead turned, and through the yellow mist of the Mist Soul Vine, he saw a mass of rich golden energy contained in one of the gaps.

Xu Yin quickly approached, glanced left and right, and saw traces of several Red Fire Rats on the mountain above. He raised his hand and threw a ball of Yin Fire up, and several Red Fire Rats immediately fled back.

Then he took the opportunity to lift the fog soul vine, and the sword penetrated into the gap in the mountain.

The gap is more than ten meters long, like a cave formed by the weathering of the mountain.

In the cave, a pile of red soil was piled up, and on top of the red soil, an eight-foot-tall tree stood. The trunk of the small tree was pitch black, the leaves were yellow, and the edges were jagged.

On the tree, six golden oval fruits as big as a baby's fist hung scatteredly.

(End of this chapter)