From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 214 The price of blood (for subscription)

"The time has come, ready to go!"

Netherworld.

In the mysterious stone forest, the thick darkness can hardly dissipate.

It can be seen that under the stone forest, there are piles of bones, rivers of blood flowing, and dark green poisonous smoke evaporating.

Such an environment is many times worse than that of the Demon Realm, and ordinary saints cannot stay here for a long time.

It will be polluted in a short period of time, or directly corroded into a pool of blood.

No bones left.

But such a desperate place is an incomparably wonderful practice paradise for the strong in the Netherworld.

They are certainly not immune to pain.

It's because in the nether world, whether it's the nether world in human form or the real beast in the form of a beast, they all have extremely powerful vitality.

their deformed bodies.

Heals quickly after being injured, and becomes stronger... Of course, it will also become more deformed and more painful.

This is a world of pain and despair.

It is a real purgatory on earth.

Death is never a punishment for the strong in the Netherworld, but a relief.

It is precisely because of such a fearless character, such a cruel and harsh environment, and almost immortal vitality.

Only the Nether Realm has a strength far surpassing that of the Demon Realm and the Yuan Realm.

Deep in the dark and eerie stone forest.

The crimson fire ignited, slowly rotating, and turned into a huge ring of fire.

Zhang Lei, a tall general with a naked upper body, indigo skin, and ferocious muscles, leaped forward.

It landed on the tallest stone pillar in the center of the stone forest.

Surrounded by twelve flaming skeletons behind.

The bloody crescent above his head exudes an ominous breath.

"Soldiers of my clan..."

His voice was like the roar of a hundred beasts, and the flames burning behind him turned into a huge battle robe.

Accompanied by Zang Lei's shouts.

A streak of blood-colored pupils opened.

Behind the pupils, hidden in the gray mist is a ferocious and distorted body, including rotting corpses, ghosts with hair like algae, and real beasts with bone spurs.

Every ghost has a terrifying power.

That huge life force is like one black sun after another, thin lavender smoke rises from the body, and the void is distorted by it.

Of course, the most powerful among these ghosts are the two standing in the front.

Long Ji with a human head and a snake body, and the one-eyed Xuan Xie.

They stood above the stone forest, slightly below Zang Lei's position, their eyes were indifferent.

But Long Ji's long tail kept swaying like a rattlesnake, and the one-eyed eye on Xuanxi's head was also spinning around.

Judging from these small details on them, these people's hearts are not as peaceful as they appear.

For Nether, who was suffering from great pain all the time.

Only killing, destroying...is the good medicine to curb the pain.

Under Zang Lei's bald browbones, flames were burning in his eyes, and it was almost impossible to contain his desire to fight.

"Now, the time for revenge has come!"

His voice was like thunder, shaking in all directions.

The long stick in his hand spun, the wind whistled, and then he swung violently towards the sky.

"boom!!!!"

Light falls.

In the dark sky, a [-]-meter-long gap suddenly appeared in the sight of many ghosts and real beasts.

The brilliant vitality turned into substantial light spots in the Netherworld, falling towards this stone forest.

"Roar!!!"

Countless real beasts roared to the sky, twisting their bodies almost like crazy.

……

Penglai Fairy Island.

The sun shone thinly from the sky, bright but not glaring, warm and soft.

Jiang Ruobing sat cross-legged on the grass.

With the mudra of both hands and below the navel, the mist-like vitality flows endlessly when reaching out.

"call…"

Slowly.

Jiang Ruobing took a long breath, and the vitality around her body sank into the girl's mouth and nose like a river returning to the sea.

Small brush-like eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Opening his eyes, Jiang Ruobing looked helplessly at the girl in front of him.

"Sister..." She sighed, "Does it look good?"

"hey-hey…"

Jiang Ruoshui scratched his head, and when he laughed, his big eyes completed the crescent moon, "It's pretty pretty..."

Jiang Ruoshui said with some naive self-satisfaction: "Probably because he looks very similar to me!"

"Ugh…"

Jiang Ruobing shook his head, looking at his sister with doting eyes.

"How long have you been here?"

She looked at Jiang Ruoshui, who was squatting on the grass, tilting her head and supporting her head on her elbows, and asked curiously.

"Not sure."

Jiang Ruoshui said, "I don't know how long it has been since I had lunch until now."

"You are so free."

"I'm practicing!"

Jiang Ruoshui waved his fists, his face flushed, and he argued earnestly, "I'm really serious about my cultivation."

Jiang Ruobing was speechless for a while.

She knew that Jiang Ruoshui's words were not nonsense.

a few days ago.

Jiang Zirou took the time to pass on the concept to the two sisters.

Observing the idea itself is not too difficult, at least it is very easy to get started, just observe carefully...

Even ordinary people without cultivation base can do it.

It's just the subsequent preservation of the spirit that is the most important thing in this technique.

Fortunately, the two sisters live carefree on this fairy island all year round.

I am used to being lazy, although I have received the magical skills taught by Jiang Zirou.

But he is not in a hurry to practice... Cultivation techniques are like delicious food, you have to practice slowly to taste the taste.

At least Jiang Ruoshui thought so.

"You don't intend to save me, do you?" Jiang Ruobing thought, looking at her sister in a strange way.

"Uh-huh!"

Jiang Ruoshui nodded, and said happily, "In this way, I can always be with you in the future!"

"Snapped!"

Jiang Ruobing slapped his sister on the forehead.

The little face was tense and full of seriousness.

"Ouch..." Jiang Ruoshui was caught off guard, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

He looked at his sister with teary eyes.

"Don't kill me!"

The soft and cute elder sister squatted on the ground holding her head.

"In the world of practice, there is a price to be paid for wasting opportunities..." Jiang Ruobing pursed her lips.

He reached out to touch his sister's head, but halfway through, he restrained himself and took his palm back.

"is it?"

Jiang Ruoshui raised his head and asked puzzledly, "What price will I pay..."

"A bloody price!" Jiang Ruobing blushed.

"Ah... what does this mean?" Jiang Ruoshui shook his head with an innocent face.

Fortunately, Jiang Ruoshui is a good girl.

She will never get to the bottom of questions that she doesn't understand. She cares more about the things in front of her, such as what to eat tonight.

It is the fairy happy fish that eats the river.

Or eat the happy fruit on the mountain... Or be an adult, both.

"By the way..." Jiang Ruobing smacked his mouth.

Throwing the Fairy Happy Fish and Fairy Happy Fruit out of his mind, he stared at Jiang Ruoshui with big watery eyes and asked, "What are you planning to save?"

"do not know."

Jiang Ruobing shook his head, saying that he had no idea yet.

"Maybe it's some kind of divine beast, or a real phoenix...but our blood is too thin."

Jiang Ruobing shook his head, his tone was distressed.

As guardians, the qualifications of the two sisters are naturally not bad, but the blood on their bodies is too thin to awaken the true power of the phoenix blood.

Jiang Ruobing wants to try to strengthen his blood power by relying on meditation.

Just like the old Jiang Shenwang... But he was not sure whether he could succeed with his own talent, so for a while, he fell into a tangled entanglement.

"I think I can try it."

Jiang Ruoshui blinked, her mind was relatively simple.

I think that even if there is no success, Cunshen failed, and make persistent efforts, or accumulate experience.

They are all very good choices.

There is no need to look forward and backward... If it is said that stupid people have stupid blessings, Jiang Ruoshui's explanation made her always smart sister nod her head.

The depression in my heart disappeared.

She opened her mouth, and was about to discuss with her sister the insights in this mysterious exercise.

But at this time.

Boom! ! ! !
On Penglai Xiandao, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark.

The vast island is trembling at this moment.

The destructive aura spread, and it could be clearly seen that many thick cracks had erupted on Xiandao.

The lush lawn cracked, the forest and vegetation were uprooted in the violent shaking, the sea water poured back, and the thick mountain peaks were crumbling.

"It happened...something happened."

Jiang Ruoshui's face was pale, and she was taken aback by the sudden change.

He hurriedly looked at his younger sister, "Is it because your cultivation has broken through again?"

Beside Jiang Ruoshui.

Jiang Ruobing's small face was pale, without the slightest trace of blood, her delicate body was trembling uncontrollably, and her eyes were wide open.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, pointing to the sky.

The voice was as cold as a cold spring, full of uncontrollable fear: "The Nether..."

……

In the palace of God.

Jiang Zirou tried to move the Jianmu less than one meter high into his Qiankun Ding.

In the God Palace, there are two most precious treasures.

They are the Jianmu plant that can inspire the inspiration of heaven and earth, and the other is the innate spiritual spring that can burst out endless vitality.

They are all treasures that the powerhouses in the realm of god kings will fight for when they see them.

Among these two treasures.

The Xiantian Divine Spring is the eye of the formation on Penglai Xiandao, providing energy for the operation of the formation on Xiandao. After so many years, it has been integrated with Penglai Xiandao.

Even Jiang Zirou's wrists are sky-high.

He has a very high attainment on the way of formation, and he can't remove this divine spring.

And even if Jiang Zirou really has this level... there is absolutely no way she would do this.

This innate spring is the core of Penglai Xiandao, if it is really taken away, there will be no vitality support from the innate spring.

I'm afraid it won't take long.

This last fairy island will fall into the ruins like the previous islands.

However, although the innate spring cannot be removed, Jiang Zirou, the Jianmu spirit root, does not need to be polite...

Jianmu Ling was originally cultivated by the God King.

I hope that my descendants can move to the outside world... It's just that I didn't expect that after Jianmu Linggen recovered, the guardians on Penglai Xiandao could not break the seal of the God Palace.

After waiting for more than 1 years, after Jiang Zirou arrived, this spiritual root had the hope of seeing the sun again.

Jianmu Linggen is an ancient god.

Its own vitality is extremely strong, so it is easy to feed.

It's just that the better the surrounding environment is, the faster the growth of Jianmu Linggen will be.

Coincidentally, in Jiang Zirou's Qiankun Ding, there is the breath soil obtained from the Shenwu Catacombs.

The soil is a soil-type fetish, and it is naturally the best condition for cultivating Jianmu Linggen.

"Shh!"

Wrapped in pure vitality, Jiang Zirou transplanted Jianmu Linggen into the Qiankun Ding.

And irrigated with spring water full of vitality from the innate divine spring...

In just an instant, Jianmu Linggen, which was originally less than one meter high, swelled against the wind, thick branches spread around, and layers of dark green branches and leaves stretched outward.

The sound of rubbing against each other rumbled in the ear like thunder.

After a long time, the voice gradually calmed down.

And the small world inside Qiankun Ding has also become a green paradise. Under the wide green leaves like a sea of ​​clouds, different celestial phenomena of light, cloud, fog, and rain slowly rotate.

It was the same as what Jiang Zirou saw in the environment before.

"It's really spectacular..."

Xieyan was also awakened from a deep sleep, and when he saw this barren soil, a giant tree suddenly appeared.

It is shocking.

And when Xieyan saw that this giant tree was actually the legendary Jianmu spiritual root, even Xieyan, an ancient existence that had survived for tens of thousands of years, was shocked beyond words.

After temporarily transplanting the Jianmu Linggen to the Qiankun Cauldron.

Jiang Zirou returned to the outside world.

The Qiankun Cauldron turned into the size of a finger belly again, but compared with before.

The feeling of the current Qiankun Ding in the hand is no longer like old bronze, but like deep-colored emerald, which looks very good. The stripes on it are like the roots of an old tree, exuding an ancient and vast charm.

This giant tripod became more and more powerful.

Jiang Zi put the jade tripod in the palm of his hand like a walnut, and groped lightly.

"The main function of Jianmu Linggen is to gather inspiration from heaven and earth... It is said that the ancient gods once climbed to the sky along Jianmu."

Jiang Zirou played with the emerald jade cauldron in his hand with one hand, and with the other hand behind his back, he walked slowly around the congenital spring in the vast palace of the gods.

"If my guess is correct...the sign-in rewards should have a certain relationship with the inspiration. The more abundant the inspiration is, the easier it is to sign in and produce good things."

This rule was discovered after she set the sign-in location on the Qiankun Ding.

I used to sign in at the Cangjing Pavilion, and the quality of the shipment really depends on luck... Fortunately, Jiang Zirou's luck has never been bad, so his cultivation base has improved rapidly.

And now...

Jiang Zirou gently stroked the jade tripod in his hand, and said, "System, sign in!"

"Ding! The daily sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for getting the reward: Anode Vulcan Pill."

The red light flashed past.

A palm-sized jade bottle appeared in Jiang Zirou's hand, and the vitality in her hand was swallowed, and the small jade bottle suddenly turned into powder.

A elixir that was red all over but with golden stripes on the surface appeared in her palm.

Simultaneously.

With a thought, another elixir with similar size and shape, but without stripes on the surface also appeared in Jiang Zirou's palm.

This elixir was obtained by her previous sign-in, and it was called Vulcan elixir.

It is very beneficial to the practice of the Sun Scripture, and now, the Qiankun Ding is after accommodating Jianmu Linggen.

Obviously, the prizes from the check-in are much more precious in value.

"Crack!"

Jiang Zirou swallowed the elixir in his hand in one breath, narrowed his big eyes, and felt the torrential power slowly dissipating in his body.

"It really is!"

Jianmu Linggen gathers ideas, which can improve the quality of rewards for signing in.

For this alone, for Jiang Zirou, the value of Jianmu Linggen is already immeasurable.

"Just take advantage of this opportunity, strike while the iron is hot, and practice the Sun Sutra to the third level..." Jiang Zirou's eyes narrowed.

After absorbing the sacred fire left by Jiang Shenwang, Jiang Zirou's progress in the practice of the Sun Sutra came later, surpassing the Taiyin Sutra and reaching the second level of realm.

Coupled with the Vulcan Pills that have been continuously signed in these days, and the visualization of the Sun of the Cunshen... Jiang Zirou's practice of the Sun Sutra can be said to be a thousand miles away.

It will soon be able to break through to the third level.

And according to her speculation, the Sun Sutra has been practiced after the third level.

Even if it doesn't integrate with the Taiyin Scripture, it can still condense a new field by itself. At that time, Jiang Zirou will have another killer move.

However, this time.

Before her practice started, it was interrupted by the rumble.

In the Palace of God, shadows spread, and the whole room was plunged into darkness. Jiang Zirou looked up and saw that the originally clear sky was dark.

Which is indistinct.

It seems that there are countless evil spirits entrenched here, and the breath of death and decay spreads rapidly in all directions like waves.

It envelops Penglai Xiandao and the surrounding sea area.

Countless beings trembled, and in the far distance, among the different great religions, many ancient existences woke up one after another.

There was fear in the decadent eyes, and they all looked in the direction of Penglai Xiandao.

Nether... This ancient shadow once again shrouded the sky above the Metaverse!

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