Liu Zhifei spoke with such confidence that everyone was stunned. Then Zhou Bicheng and Zhang Yueming both looked happy, and Yan Zhong looked at him with deep meaning.
This Chijing fruit blooms once every thirty years and bears fruit once every thirty years. It takes a whole sixty years to mature. Each tree can bear no more than ten fruits in one thousand years. Each fruit contains a trace of the origin. Essence, for monks at the fourth level of the martial arts realm, is an excellent spiritual fruit used to condense the essence in the body and break the bottleneck to advance to the Great Perfection state.
If the Chi Jing fruit can be used as a guide for the elixir, and supplemented by various spiritual herbs and fruits, the Chi Jing Dan can be made in the hands of an alchemist.
This Chi-Jing Pill itself not only retains the role of Chi-Jing Fruit in breaking the fourth bottleneck, but also has a better effect than simply swallowing Chi-Jing Fruit, and its applicable scope has also been expanded. It is used by Dzogchen monks to increase their cultivation. An excellent panacea.
Zhou Bicheng advanced to the fourth level of the Martial Arts Realm at the same time as Liu Zhifei. He was originally as high-spirited as Liu Zhifei and believed that becoming the true successor of the sect would be a thing in the future. However, his cultivation has been progressing slowly over the years, and he gradually distanced himself from Liu Zhifei and others. The gap has closed, and the identity of the true disciple seems to be getting further and further away from him. Although Liu Zhifei is now the leader, the desire for the identity of the true disciple has not been eradicated in his heart. This was also the state of mind when he recognized the Chi Jing Fruit earlier. An important reason for the loss.
"Is there really no other way? Maybe I can give it a try!"
Yang Junshan thought seriously for a moment after hearing Yan Zhong's words, but finally shook his head. Seeing a trace of unwillingness on everyone's faces, Yang Junshan knew that if they didn't completely give up their thoughts, they would inevitably have a grudge against each other, so Sighing, there was a half-foot round bronze mirror in his hand.
Yang Junshan held a bronze mirror and looked in the direction of the Chijing fruit tree. A red-yellow light flew out from the mirror and passed through the stone forest. The surrounding situation seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. But he really wanted to find it. Something has changed, but I can't find it.
The light became dimmer as we moved forward, and had completely dissipated by the time we reached the location of the Chi-Ji fruit tree. But in the end, it finally pushed away a vague light fog that was vaguely blocking the front of the fruit tree, and the scene under the fruit tree suddenly became clear. It's clear at a glance.
Everyone behind Yang Junshan took a breath, and saw a charred corpse lying on the ground diagonally behind the fruit tree. Before, there were layers of light fog covering the place where everyone's eyes passed, but it was They couldn't see clearly, but now that the fog had been cleared away by Li Jing, everyone finally recognized the danger lurking around this fruit tree.
From the opening of the cave to the present, except for Xiong Xiying, who has a formation master at the second level of the martial arts realm, the only people in their group who can enter the Five Elements Formation are non-Dzogchen monks, and Yang Junshan does not think that Xiong Xizhe If you are unwise enough not to see the danger of this Chi-Ji fruit tree, then there is only one possibility. The charred corpse lying down is that of a Dzogchen monk, and he triggered the formation while trying to pick the Chi-Ji fruit. Fallen due to his strength!
Even Dzogchen monks have to pay the price with their lives if they want to get close to this Chi-Ji fruit tree!
Yan Zhong was the oldest among these people, and naturally the most knowledgeable. No one could see anything from the charred corpse, but he said: "This is a person from the Tianlang Sect, this person is called Qin An, before On the outskirts of the cave, I once met with my husband
After fighting against each other, he could be regarded as a true disciple of the Tianlang Sect, but he didn't expect to die here! "
The last bit of luck in everyone's mind was eliminated, and the matter of the Chijing fruit tree was never mentioned again. Upon seeing this, Yang Junshan also led everyone away. However, at this time, the power of the five elements in the Five Elements Formation had condensed into a faint mist, surrounding it all the time. All around them, the spiritual energy in their bodies was being consumed.
The two evil spirit monks Yang Junshan and Zhang Yueming were able to persevere, but Zhou Bicheng, the fourth level pure spirit monk, was unable to maintain the leakage of spiritual power in his body because of the fluctuations in his mood when he saw the Chi Jing Fruit. Under this, Yang Junshan shot out a magnetic spiritual light, which temporarily blocked him from being washed away by the power of the five elements.
When everyone moved forward, even Yang Junshan seemed to be struggling. From time to time, he would stop and carefully calculate something. Sometimes he would hold Li Jing in his hand and shine it in different directions in the stone forest. Everyone became more and more excited. Be careful.
Although this underground cave is full of dangers, it has been sealed underground for hundreds of years. The spiritual power accumulated inside has given rise to countless treasures of heaven and earth. Previously, Yang Junshan picked all the way, but it was not easy to go too far. Everyone else also had their own opinions. There was a harvest, but compared with the Chi Jing fruit tree that they saw from a distance before, these harvests seemed to be insignificant.
Although Yang Junshan and everyone were cautious along the way, the more careful they were, the more sudden the danger would come. The moment Yang Junshan led everyone around a stone pillar, a burst of colorful smoke suddenly appeared from behind another stone pillar. Yang Junshan's expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "Be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sandstorm rolled in first, making it difficult for everyone to distinguish the situation in front of them; then another hailstone fell, and those hailstones contained the power of sunflower water. After they hit, the power of sunflower water penetrated deeply. The spiritual power in the body was consumed in the skin; this was not over yet, another warm wind blew, and everyone who originally felt strangely cold in the body due to the penetration of the power of the sunflower water felt the warmth outside the body making it drowsy. , the cold and heat are directly wearing away the monk's body.
When the sandstorm hit, Yang Junshan directly used the flying sand technique to counterattack. Although he could not withstand the power of the formation caused by the colorful smoke, he could at least maintain himself from being affected by the sandstorm, while the hot hail wind that followed was He was carried out with his tyrannical body.
Everyone else also had their own ways of dealing with it, and they were basically able to withstand the power of the formation triggered by this colorful haze. Only Changsun Xing and Yan Qinxi looked a little embarrassed due to their poor cultivation, but Yan Qinxi was always in a hurry. Yan Zhong, the Dzogchen monk, took care of him, and the situation was even better.
Everyone had just escaped from the colorful smoke when they heard Yang Junshan laugh and say: "It seems our luck has come!"
When everyone followed Yang Junshan's gaze, they saw a small grotto opened on a towering stone pillar. However, this time everyone was more cautious and followed Yang Junshan step by step. No one was there. Dare to rush forward again.
But at this moment, Yang Junshan stood there motionless.
Liu Zhifei noticed something was wrong with Yang Junshan, so he took two steps forward and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yang, what's wrong?"
Yang Junshan let out a "huh" sound when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "There is a 'river' ahead!"
"River, underground river?" Liu Zhifei looked forward. From the grotto to everyone's feet, there was nothing blocking it except a few stone pillars on the side. There was no river anywhere!
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Seeing the doubts on everyone's faces, Shan had no choice but to shake the Lijing in his hand, and the red-yellow light swept across. The scene in front of him seemed to have been wiped with a rag, revealing the real scenery behind him. First, there was the sound of gurgling water, Then a three-foot-wide stream flowed ten feet in front of the grotto.