Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 388 Lingye Three Thousand Tribulations, Parasitic God-Transforming Monk

The phantom array dispersed.

Cui Shaoqing, who was lying in mid-air like a dog, panting, his chaotic mind stopped for a moment, and he was a little unresponsive.

He lay still and did not move.

Above his body, the suspended begonia-shaped spiritual leaves slowly rotated, absorbing the putrid smell from his body one by one.

After the fight, the two spiritual villains had already recovered from the chaos. The reason why they were still restraining each other and pretending not to deal with them was just to protect themselves.

As a former god-transformation monk, even if the realm is sealed with the help of the vitality crabapple leaves, how can he not leave behind a backup plan?

As a deity with split spiritual thoughts, the split state of spiritual thoughts is the easiest time for others to attack. But if someone really takes advantage of this opportunity to attack, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

At this moment, Cui Shaoqing quietly gathered his energy. The surrounding scene had turned into a world of ice and snow, with thousands of miles of glaciers, but he did not take it lightly.

He also had an understanding in his heart of the illusory formation he was trapped in. If it wasn't ten thousand levels, it would probably be dozens of levels.

Dozens of layers of fifth-order phantom formations are superimposed, and even a spirit master in the middle stage of becoming a god will have to spend a lot of effort to break through them.

And when he was at his peak, he was only in the early stages of becoming a god, and he didn't even fully understand the power of a single rule.

In this way, Cui Shaoqing lay quietly for half a month. It was not until he sensed a monk passing by in the distance that he regained control of his aura.

He took out a fire candle from the storage spirit treasure and lit it.

Looking at the flames dancing on the candle, Cui Shaoqing frowned.

The phantom formation was really gone. The person who trapped him could clearly take him down, so why did he retreat quietly?

Putting the candle on his shoulder, Cui Shaoqing turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

half year later.

Three thousand miles east of the Snow Palace Fairy City, in a secret cave under a snow-capped mountain.

Cui Shaoqing sat cross-legged inside, and above the dancing candle in front of him, wisps of green smoke intertwined, reflecting a glacier and snow scene, which was exactly where he was trapped before.

But he has been watching for more than half a year and everything is normal.

In the past six months, he had checked his body many times and found no curses, poisons, restrictions, etc., but he still couldn't figure it out, and he escaped from the crisis all of a sudden.

This cannot be explained in any way.

The more this happens, the more uncertain Cui Shaoqing becomes.

With a buzzing sound, the crabapple leaf appeared in his hand. After thinking about it, his eyes fell on this crabapple leaf. Because he had repeatedly used sword skills to break the seal, he released the rotten aura emitting from himself, which also inspired this piece of crabapple leaf. Begonia leaves.

This leaf comes from the Fairy Continent among the Eighteen Core Continents.

If the Eighteen Continents are the core of the entire world of immortality, then the Fairy Continent is the core of the Eighteen Continents.

A long time ago, when the path to heaven and earth was still open, monks ascended to the fairy world.

There is the Fairy World above, and the Fairy Continent below.

This spiritual leaf like a crabapple leaf is called Three Thousand Tribulations.

With it, the god-incarnation monk can cause decay in the body and resist the decay of the body for three thousand years.

However, this is the ideal effect when the god-transforming monk is immobile like a bastard. If he fights like he did before, it will cause the decaying atmosphere in the body to accelerate, which will consume three thousand kalpas of use time.

The origin of his spiritual leaf was that he entered the Fairy Continent through a ferry boat and grabbed it.

Why was I so excited this time and couldn't hold back when I met a foreign monk? It wasn't because the validity of the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaf was shortening. It could have lasted another six hundred years, but now it could only last four hundred years.

Of course, the reason why he wanted to use the monks to board the ferry boat was not only for the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaves, but also for the Five Elements Spiritual Essence.

There are rumors in the world of immortal cultivation that the spiritual essence has been exhausted long ago, and this rumor is indeed correct.

However, this rumor has been inaccurate since four thousand years ago.

On the Fairy Continent, spiritual essences of heaven and earth have begun to be born again, but the number is rare, and there are some taboos during refining. Monks who have exceeded the early stage of becoming gods will go crazy and go crazy when refining them.

Therefore, he waited in the Snow Palace Immortal City, waiting for the next ferry to arrive, and then went to snatch the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Essence and the Three Thousand Tribulation Spiritual Leaves.

Cui Shaoqing frowned. He couldn't figure out why he could escape from the illusory formation. At this moment, he tended to trap the monk who was a self-imposed spiritual master like him.

It's just that other people's banning techniques are better than his.

A simple bronze mirror lit up in Cui Shaoqing's storage treasure. He first removed the candle and then summoned the bronze mirror.

The surface of the bronze mirror was very rough, and it could only reflect his vague appearance, but with the infusion of mana, it seemed that a connecting channel had been opened.

A figure of Cui Shaoqing, like a shadow puppet, soon appeared in the bronze mirror and walked towards the depth of the bronze mirror step by step.

The world inside the bronze mirror is a scene of beautiful buildings and jade buildings, with fairy spirits floating in the air and fairies flying around. You can see the beautiful clouds on the horizon, and the figures of family boats playing in the clouds.

But these scenes did not make Cui Shaoqing have the slightest fluctuation. He came to the foot of a fairy mountain and climbed up the stairs step by step to a cloud platform shrouded in fairy mist.

At this moment, in the middle of the cloud platform, there is fragrance curling up from the crane-shaped incense burner, and there are two figures already lying high in the clouds.

"Brother Cui Dao, are you going to take charge of the Snow Palace yourself?"

A cold voice fell from the clouds above, and the person who spoke was a female cultivator in white. Her eyes were white and she looked like a blind man.

Cui Shaoqing's teeth, his original intention was to kill the master of the Snow Palace, so he pushed the disguised person up. Normally, someone with such strength would come to the Snow Palace Fairy City in disguise, not to seize the throne.

Unexpectedly, I almost folded in myself. "Thank you fellow Taoist, I'm in trouble. I thought he was a chess piece that could be manipulated. I didn't expect that he is a real expert, not weaker than you and me. I also wanted to come and ask all my fellow Taoists to find out who this person is. No matter how holy you are, I can apologize in person."

"Even Fellow Daoist Cui was defeated. It seems that next time the ferry opens, we will have another powerful opponent."

The blind fellow Daoist Xie sighed softly, "I heard that many monks fell from the great crack in the void in the North Continent. They come from the border area of ​​the immortal world. Is this person also from a remote place?"

"Perhaps, over the past ten thousand years, the bottleneck of transforming into gods has been loosened, and God has given me the opportunity to become immortal, and even the remote immortal worlds in the four extremes have begun to give birth to Taoist friends who have transformed into gods.

When you reach the state of transformation, if you don't want to seize the five spiritual roots of the body, you can only seize the spiritual essence of heaven and earth. If you can't seize the spiritual essence of heaven and earth next time, I will start seizing the body. "

At this moment, another high-crowned monk in Yuntai spoke. This monk looked quite elegant and exuded a bookish atmosphere.

"By the way, do you know why Fellow Daoist Li summoned us this time?"

"There must be something going on. After all, the next ferry will not show up for another two hundred years."

Cui Shaoqing was in a depressed mood, sitting cross-legged on a cloud and thinking deeply again.

This is the illusory space within the Tianfang Mirror, where only spiritual thoughts can enter. It is where the monks from their camp gather and communicate.

In order to compete for the Three Thousand Tribulations and the Spiritual Essence of Heaven and Earth, in addition to controlling a force on the surface and obtaining the quota to board the ferry boat, they, the god-transforming monks, also need to join forces and exchange knowledge.

There are not many monks in their camp, there are four in total, and the leader is fellow Taoist Li Shuanghua.

Soon, another figure fell on the cloud platform, and the monk's figure looked very tall and strong.

"Guys, I just received news that several spiritual objects have leaked out of the Eighteen Core Continent and will appear on the continent soon."

As soon as these words came out, several people present were shocked, and even Cui Shaoqing calmed down.

"What do you mean by Fellow Daoist Li?"

The eyes of the elegant monk with a high crown before him were shining.

"What are you thinking?"

Li Shuanghua waved his hand, "These spiritual objects will appear at auction. As for the location, it is the Mountain Monkey Holy City in the center of the mainland. If there are any fellow Taoists who want to go and see it, we can go together in two months so that we can share the same experience. advance and retreat."

……

Cui Shaoqing, who withdrew his spiritual thoughts from the bronze mirror, looked in the direction of Huo Zhu again.

He himself is in the fifth level of God Transformation. If he wants to leave a restriction on his body without leaving any traces, it will only work if he is in the very middle stage of God Transformation, and the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaf on his body.

It seems even more impossible that this thing is just a spiritual leaf and is only interested in the aura of decay.

"The Holy City of Mountain Ape is worth a visit. It's also a good opportunity to let a few fellow Taoists see if there is anything wrong with me."

After making up his mind, Cui Shaoqing took out two colorful stones. As the stones were crushed, the colorful spirit flew into his nostrils and was inhaled.

After the five-color spirit machine entered his body, a ripple appeared on his body, and the rotten aura that had remained due to the previous sword skills was washed away by the five-color spirit machine.

He didn't know why he was rotten, not just him, but other fellow Taoists who transformed into gods. Once the rotting aura leaked too much, there would be thunder and lightning, so he had to hide.

Moreover, once he cannot suppress the rotten aura in his body, it means telling other fellow Taoists that he will not be able to hold on any longer.

An incarnation that cannot hold on will be the prey of other fellow Taoists in Yueling Continent.

……

As Cui Shaoqing entered samadhi, the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaf was suspended somewhere in his body. Between the lines of the leaves, dots of green light shone brightly, and a subtle mystery was derived.

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Shen Lian, who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, squinted at the silence in his mind.

And when his mind villain opened and closed his eyes, the pattern of a green leaf appeared in front of his eyes. The leaves and patterns were like flesh and blood and meridians.

And in his perception, they were scattered like this, each strand was as weak as a spark, but they could be gathered together, not showing up.

"True mistletoe is indeed magical."

Shen Lian quietly felt the spiritual thoughts he had cast on the spiritual leaves of the crabapple. These spiritual thoughts were integrated with the wood-attribute juice derived from the Fuyao tree, and also integrated with the piece of crabapple.

He inherited this secret technique only after he advanced to the fifth level spiritual planter.

Legend has it that in ancient times there was a common vine called oak vine. It had no roots or leaves and could not absorb the power of the earth, but it had the ability to parasitize other spiritual plants.

The grade and spirituality of a live oak vine depend on the grade of the parasitic spiritual plant. If it can start parasitizing the fifth-level spiritual plant when it is born, then it will have the opportunity to advance to the fifth level.

The key is not that the oak cane can advance to the fifth level, but that it can continue to parasitize safely.

At this moment, Shen Lian used this secret method to parasitize directly on the Begonia leaf based on his own natal spiritual plant. He could even use his own perception to spy on the monks.

Of course, this method can be successful. First of all, Shen Lian's method is mysterious. Fuyao tree, a fifth-level spiritual tree, is used as a guide, his own spiritual thoughts are also powerful, and Cui Shaoqing suppresses his own realm.

"go."

At this moment, Shen Lian's little spiritual figure jumped out of the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts and directly sank into the Fuyao tree in the dantian. It began to mutter something, and a mysterious aura was derived from the Fuyao tree.

At this moment, the lines on the spiritual leaves on Cui Shaoqing's body outlined the shadow of a Fuyao tree, and then the scene around Cui Shaoqing appeared in his perception from the perspective of a spiritual tree.

(End of this chapter)