The cave is actually myself

Chapter 303 Yuanying meets Yuanying again
Soon, the content about the mission of Xianyuan Xiaohui spread like wildfire.

The monks from sects, aristocratic families, and casual cultivating cities were all moved and coveted when they saw the treasures that Lu Yuan displayed for exchange.

Beneath the ground, there is a huge cave that winds for unknown miles.

The cave passages crisscross each other, forming a complex three-dimensional network underground.

As slight snoring sounded, streams of black air flowed out from the deepest part. Wherever the air flow passed, a layer of light black frost instantly appeared on the surface of the channel.

A small black snake burrowed into the depths of the ground like lightning. Its slight snoring stopped immediately, and the black air currents disappeared with it.

"The seventh-grade spiritual plant Jade Dragon Fruit, are you sure?"

A cold voice sounded from the depths of the cave, with a tone that showed half doubt and half surprise.

After being confirmed by the black snake, countless light black frosts drilled out from the depths of the ground, expanding rapidly, and an extremely cold feeling came from the entire cave.

A black snake with a length of hundreds of feet crawled quickly in the passage, and after a while, it came to the surface, its huge body twisted a few times, and immediately turned into a snake-headed human body.

"I have been practicing hard for thousands of years and have reached the limit of my bloodline. If I want to break through again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky."

"If the mission in the Wanbao Tower is true, getting the seventh-grade Jade Dragon Fruit and using it to refine a Jade Dragon Pill may slightly stimulate the depths of your bloodline and give you more confidence in your promotion."

The monk with the head of a snake is wearing a black and red snake scale armor. Thinking of the beauty, a snake letter about two feet long keeps hesitating.

It is the overlord of the huge underground cave. It has occupied the cave for hundreds of years and has the strength of a seventh-level monster.

After experiencing countless hardships and gaining many blessings, he cultivated to the level of a seventh-level monster beast equivalent to the Nascent Soul realm. However, due to his limited innate conditions, it was difficult to reach the sky further.

But now, the Jade Dragon Fruit in the hands of the so-called owner of Xianyuan Building made him see a slight possibility.

Even if the possibility is less than one in a thousand or one in ten thousand, it still has to fight for it.

Thinking of this, a black snake tail slapped the ground under the snake-headed monk's feet, rose into the sky, and rushed towards Luomeng Mountain.

In Kuixing City, Zhou Huanglong, a skinny old man in the Nascent Soul realm whom Lu Yuan had met before, was looking at a piece of letter paper in his hand attentively.

On the letter paper, there is a detailed record of the Immortal Fate mission that appeared in Wanbao Tower not long ago.

"The owner of the Xianyuan Building didn't lie to me. He really offered the sixth-grade Yishou flat peach as a treasure in exchange."

The skinny old man closed the letter, closed his eyes, and murmured to himself.

As the years passed, he looked older. The skin on his face formed deep wrinkles like ravines, and there were black marks on the exposed backs of his hands. His whole person was filled with an aura of decay and decay.

At this moment, his mood was not as calm as it seemed. He could clearly feel that his end was getting closer and closer.

Even if he is in the Nascent Soul realm and his lifespan can be extended for hundreds or thousands of years, there is still a limit after all.

After living for such a long time, with great strength and the blessed land of the sect, he was naturally reluctant to lose all of this. Therefore, he had spent many years searching everywhere for spiritual fruit elixirs that could prolong life, but with little effect.

Pills, spiritual fruits, etc. that can have an effect on Nascent Soul monks are extremely rare. Most of them are tightly held in the palms of monks of the same level. Even if they are occasionally revealed, they are basically snatched away by those monks from sects with grand backgrounds.

The Yishou peach in Xianyuan Tower gave him new hope.

He once learned about the Yishou Flat Peach from a jade slip. The variety is a sixth-grade spiritual plant. It requires countless flesh and blood essence during its growth. It also has a good effect on Nascent Soul-level monks.

"Although the grade is slightly lower, Yishou Flat Peach is extremely rare. Even if you take a discount after taking it, you can still extend your life by about ten years."

"The second one can be extended for about three years, and the third one can be extended for about one year. Any more will have no effect."

The thin old man thought in his heart that if he got one or more longevity flat peaches, his lifespan would be extended by at least ten years, and maybe within these ten years, he would break through to the middle stage of Yuanying.

Thinking of this, a fierce and crazy look flashed in his eyes. He was bound to get the Yishou Flat Peach!

Heavenly Sword Sect.

A black-robed monk with a huge gray eye socket on the top of his face came to a forbidden area.

On the surface of the restriction, fiery red aura circulated, and a strange pupil appeared in the black-robed monk's eye socket, and a gray aura shot out from the pupil, blending into the fiery red aura.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Wen. I haven't seen you for a long time. Please come in and tell me."

A deep voice sounded.

The black-robed monk nodded and shot into the restriction.

Passing through the restriction, the black-robed monk with huge eye sockets appeared in a world of flames.

All the mountains, rivers and rivers were occupied by flames, and countless strange flame elves were dancing happily inside. Yan Qingli, who had once entered Lu Yuan Cave, stood in the form of a flame giant in the small world of flames.

Seeing Taoist Wen come in, a cluster of flames flashed in front of him with countless sparks, turning into a monk about ten feet tall.

"Senior Brother Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you have time to visit me today?"

Yan Qingli asked the monk with huge eye sockets with a smile.

"I came here this time because I have something I want to ask Junior Brother Yan."

Literary people get straight to the point.

"How well do you know the master of the Immortal Fate Tower in Luomen Mountain?"

“I’ve dealt with him twice and I’m quite impressed.”

Yan Qingli pondered for a moment and replied.

"As far as I know, the owner of the Immortal Fate Building has an unknown purpose. He likes to make friends with monks and gives many rare treasures as gifts."

"It also has a quasi-seventh-level strength. There is also a seventh-level monster left behind by the Lishan Sect in the cave, as well as an unfathomable disaster-level weirdness."

"I got a seventh-grade magic weapon, two meters long, from him a few years ago. Why, Senior Brother Wen, do you want to go to Luomeng Mountain to take a look?"

Yan Qingli revealed to the black-robed monk with gray eye sockets all his understanding of the Xianyuan Tower in Luoyao Mountain.

"That's what I mean. I wonder if Junior Brother Yan has heard of the recent rumors about the owner of the Immortal Fate Building. He will hold another Immortal Fate Meeting. There are several treasures in it that can make Yuanying monks covet."

"In order to get that seventh-grade magic weapon, two meters long, my net worth shrank by half, so I stopped joining in the fun."

Yan Qingli smiled calmly and said.

"Okay, I'll go take a look alone."

The monk with gray eyes was full of confidence and did not force himself when he saw Yan Qingli expressing his stance.

The two communicated again, and the monk with gray eyes said goodbye to Yan Qingli and turned to leave.

The moment he turned around, the pupils in his eye sockets all turned inward, as if looking behind him through his head.

He suddenly felt a vague malice falling on him. The malice did not show any hostile thoughts, it was just pure evil without any emotion.

His eye skills were superb, and his perception was outstanding among Nascent Soul monks, one of the best. Then his gray eyes returned to normal, and he turned his head to look in the direction from which the extremely weak trace of malice came.

"Senior Brother Wen, is there anything else?"

Seeing the black-robed giant-eyed cultivator turn his head, Yan Qingli asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

The black-robed monk glanced at Yan Qingli intently. The pupils in his eyes kept changing, but he didn't see any clues, so he had to turn around and leave again.

All the way to the edge of the ban, the trace of malice from before no longer appeared, as if everything was just his conjecture.

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Luoyan Mountain, in the cave mansion.

Inside the Sutra Pavilion, a tailless human-faced fox was lying on a pillow made of Yangxuan jade, with a pair of forelimbs resting on its head, and its hind limbs turned up and down into two legs. The bronze human-face mask slid off half of its cheeks.

Above its head, a simple classic book was turning its pages automatically.

It looked at the contents of the classics with deep eyes, not knowing what it was recalling.

Suddenly, a transparent bamboo-shaped bookworm quietly emerged from the book, turned into a slender white arm, and grabbed the bronze mask on the cheek of the tailless human-faced fox.

with a snap.

The nails of the forelimbs under the head of the tailless human-faced fox moved, and a black light flashed. The bookworm was knocked back into the book, and densely packed pinhole characters poured into the old fox's body like running water.

It instantly understood the techniques recorded in this book.

"With these bookworms in the Sutra Pavilion, it is obviously different. If a Kunlun Mansion disciple wants to practice any technique, he only needs to conquer the corresponding bookworm, and he will have a deep understanding of the technique, and the speed of practice will be accelerated many times. .”

Lu Yuan wore the skin of a long-bearded monk and entered the room.

Recently, the old fox has been staying in the Sutra Pavilion, reviewing the many techniques he once used in Lishan Sect. As long as he comes here, he will definitely be able to find him here.

"Little friend Lu, I don't know what you have to do with me."

The old fox asked Lu Yuan lazily.

"It's nothing important. It's just that a grand meeting will be held in the cave."

"There will be many late-stage elixir-forming, consummated realms, and even Nascent Soul monks coming to participate."

"In case of accidents, when the grand event is held, I need to ask my seniors to pay attention to the place and maintain discipline."

"This cave has that star formation, and that disaster-level weirdo that's stronger than me, what kind of discipline do you need me to maintain?"

The old fox muttered, turned over, stood up, and hung up the bronze mask again.

"Okay, I will take a look at it for you then."

"Thank you senior!"

Lu Yuan smiled and nodded gratefully.

Although the tailless human-faced fox has been completely integrated into the cave and is closely related to the fate of the cave, it still needs to have the proper etiquette.

After the old fox was dealt with, Xianyuan Xiaohui's defense power was greatly enhanced. Needless to say, the little paper man, a few Yingong Wan delicacies would eat him to death.

A strange calamity-level beast, a seventh-grade monster, and with his own divine will far beyond that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the bone-corroding demon puppet he possesses is also close to the strength of a seventh-grade magic weapon. It is estimated that many medium-sized sects do not have this kind of monster. strength.

Not to mention, the Zhoutian Star Moving Formation that can resist the simultaneous attacks of several Nascent Soul cultivators.

He has great ambitions for this small gathering of immortality, which can be seen from the restrictions on participating in the small gathering.

There are two types of monks who can enter the Immortal Society. One type is personally invited by Lu Yuan.

The invitees are either the large leeks of the Complete Dan Formation or Nascent Soul, or the sustainable high-quality small leeks chosen from thousands of places with good fortune. The tokens of entry are the star cores in the sky above the formation, or the pieces of paper on the little paper figures.

Another kind of monk who can enter the Immortal Fate Building comes in on his own initiative.

In order to filter out those common-grade leeks, Lu Yuan also specially set up two conditions.

If you want to enter the Immortal Fate Tower to obtain the opportunity given by yourself and exchange treasures, you need to have entered the realm of elixir formation before sixty, or have reached the advanced stage of elixir formation or above.

A monk who can meet one of the conditions means that he has one or more outstanding points in terms of talent, luck, cultivation, treasures, etc., and he is the best leek that the cave needs.

As for the other mediocre people, whether they can enter the Xianyuan Tower has nothing to do with Lu Yuan.

If you can enter, it means you are destined to the Immortal Fate Building. If you can't, it means you don't have enough fate and immortality is rare.

He quickly inspected the cave with his spiritual mind, and after confirming that all preparations were in place, he made a thought.

The original Yin Qi on the little paper figure behind him was condensed, and many monks thousands or even thousands of miles away could clearly feel something strange.

In the large formation of stars moving around the sky, countless stars in the sky suddenly lit up, moving in mysterious and obscure trajectories over the cave. Similarly, a burning sensation came from the star core in the monk's hand.

The fairy party is officially opened.

Soon, all the monks who were always paying attention to the movements of the cave discovered this anomaly. Many monks from various sects and cities gathered towards the cave.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan felt a star twinkling in the stars above his head. He immediately understood that this was a star core given by a monk urging him to use the power of the formation to instantly enter the cave.

Lu Yuan's spiritual thoughts confirmed that in less than an instant, a snake-headed monk appeared above the formation.

The monk's face was slender, his eyes were narrowed, and his exposed skin was dark red. Lu Yuan's mind felt a surging flame from his body.

"But Mr. Lu Dao, the owner of Xianyuan Building?"

The snake-headed monk swallowed the black and red snake letter and asked aloud.

"Exactly, what is your Excellency?"

With a thought, Lu Yuan turned the pressure he brought over into nothingness and replied calmly and calmly.

"Fellow Taoists can call me Daoist She. I have admired the name of Xianyuan Building for a long time, and She came here to join in the fun."

Seeing Lu Yuan so easily resolve the pressure that he had specially displayed, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the snake-headed monk, and he also recognized Lu Yuan a little more.

"Fellow Taoist She, please go and take a rest first. The small meeting will start as soon as all the fellow Taoists arrive."

Lu Yuan said with a smile, and then, a gorgeous paper girl who was in the early stage of forming a pill came forward and introduced the snake-headed monk into the lounge.

Soon, monks entered the cave one after another. A few entered directly through the star core, and most of them met Lu Yuan's conditions and entered the cave from outside the formation.

Lu Yuan looked at the Dan Yuanying monks one by one, and the smile on his face became more vivid and natural.

One Yuanying after another is like a big leek that moves freely one after another!

(End of this chapter)