This small sapling is only the size of a palm, slender and young, with only three leaves growing, each leaf is like a green emerald, exuding a rich and substantial scent of Yimu. On the three leaves, there are three green clouds floating, lively and lovely, exuding mellow and pure vitality.
Chen Xi could already determine that the bare tree was just a protective shell, and that this small sapling was the source of Yimu's aura.
"This little sapling is so young and can exude such a strong Yimu energy. If it grows up, what will happen? Baby, this little sapling is definitely a rare treasure in the world!" Chen Xi took a deep breath and forced himself to restrain himself. Feeling excited, his eyes fell on the roots of the sapling.
After this inspection, he discovered another shocking thing, the Chaos Breathing Soil!
Chaos breath soil is a rare thing that is not included in the Five Elements. Legend has it that in the chaotic period of the beginning, many chaos gods and demons were born in the breath soil. Until the heaven and earth opened and the three realms were separated, the breath soil was annihilated in the endless years. Never appeared in the world.
When he was in the Sword Immortal Cave in the Netherworld of the Southern Barbarians, Chen Xi discovered a trace of the breath of Chaos Breath on the door of the Treasure Hall inside. Unfortunately, it was just a wisp of breath and could not be collected at all.
The root system of the small sapling in front of me has a palm-sized piece of obscure black-gray soil. There is an ancient and vicissitudes of soil escaping from it. Although it is weak, it is shocking, and my thoughts seem to follow this trace. The breath returned to the ancient times, the beginning of chaos.
"Legend has it that many gods and demons were born in the Chaos Breathing Soil when Chaos was not yet blooming. This sapling seems to have absorbed the power of the Chaos Breathing Soil. No wonder it is so miraculous." Even if Chen Xi is calm-minded, I couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable excitement rushing through my body.
A small sapling emanating the energy of Yimu, a piece of chaotic soil the size of a palm, two rare treasures between heaven and earth are right in front of you, within easy reach, who can not be excited
"Now, let's dig out the soil and the saplings first." Chen Xi took a deep breath and suddenly became alert. This was the Pagoda Trial Tower. There were countless eyes watching here. If anyone noticed the aura, come here. If you take advantage of the situation, you'll be in trouble.
Chen Xi took out a jade box, then squatted down, reached out and carefully dug into the chaotic soil. The roots of the saplings were as thin as hairs and could easily break, so he had to be careful.
However, an unexpected scene happened to Chen Xi. Just as his hand touched the Chaos Breathing Soil, the magic power in his body suddenly came out of his body, as if he wanted to smell a group of bloody sharks, and enveloped the Chaos Breathing Soil, along with the small The saplings were all sucked into the body and disappeared!
Chen Xi was startled, and then he noticed that on his back, in the center of the mysterious soil witch pattern, an obscure black and gray shadow quietly appeared. It was faintly visible, and he could vaguely see it. There was a piece of soil the size of a palm. It hangs inside, and on the other side, the shadow of a small sapling appears in the Yimu shaman pattern.
"Chaos Breathing Soil and saplings actually entered my witchcraft pattern?" Chen Xi was surprised and confused at the same time.
He noticed that with the appearance of Chaos Breathing Soil and saplings, there was a faint connection between his Shutu Witch Mark and Yimu Witch Mark, as if there was a bridge between the two, Chaos Breath The obscure and ancient aura gurgling from the soil poured into the Yimu witch pattern. After being absorbed by the saplings, it turned into the extremely pure Yimu aura and poured into the skin of his own flesh and blood.
In just an instant, Chen Xi felt that the flesh, skin, muscles and bones all over his body, even the internal organs, large and small meridians and acupuncture points all over his body, were all glowing with a strong and powerful breath of life. , in a daze, Chen Xi even had the illusion that his body was becoming infinitely stronger and stronger, and one day he would be able to set his feet on the earth, hold up the sky with his hands, and stand tall on the sky!
boom!
In just an instant, Chen Xi felt that the Yimu witchcraft power in the flesh and blood membrane had reached its perfection, and there was once again a dense and mysterious witchcraft pattern on his back!
The texture of this witch pattern is not as thick and simple as the Shutu witch pattern, nor as soft and light as the Yimu witch pattern. Instead, it has a sharp and cold feeling, like a hard sword, sonorous and solemn, it is Gengjin witch pattern!
The third level of the Body Refining Purple Mansion—the realm of Gengjin!
Chen Xi was shocked and speechless. In this short period of time, his body-refining cultivation level once again skyrocketed!
"The Technique of Zhou Tian Xing Slaughter and Forging the Body" The nine levels of the Zi Mansion are divided into the realm of garrison earth, the realm of Yimu, the realm of Gengjin, the realm of Binghuo, and the realm of Renshui... Chen Xi was in the first level of trial at Dongfu Tianfeng. After a year and a half of seclusion on earth, he cultivated the Yimu Witch Pattern and advanced to the second level of Yimu Realm. It has only been nearly a month since then. Chen Xi originally thought that it would take another year and a half to reach the second level of Yimu Realm. I have reached perfection in cultivation, but I never expected that at this moment, in these few breaths, I would actually advance!
He clearly felt that in his witchcraft, in addition to the attributes of Xingsha, Shutu, and Yimu, there was also a sharp and cold Gengjin aura.
Wow!
The witchcraft power in his body surged like the Yangtze River, making a thunderous roar. It was more than twice as powerful as before. A desolate, mysterious, and vast aura escaped from every pore on his body, shocking the world. The air around them was buzzing, and they were retreating.
Moreover, the saplings in the Yimu witch pattern are constantly spurting out streams of Yimu energy, constantly pouring into the body, replenishing the witchcraft power, and improving the vitality of the flesh, muscles, bones, skin membranes, and internal organs of the whole body. It can be said that with this small sapling, Chen Xi does not have to worry about running out of witchcraft power when fighting others!
However, when the power in the chaotic soil is completely absorbed by the saplings, this effect will be lost, and this almost heaven-defying effect will also disappear. And according to Chen Xi's speculation, if he exerts all his strength to use the Star Dou Big Hand Seal, the speed at which the saplings can replenish their magic power will be far less than the speed at which it is consumed. Of course, as long as he can get a chance to breathe during the battle, he can completely Restore magical power in an instant.
However, what makes Chen Xi regretful is that the saplings can only replenish their witchcraft power, but cannot improve their cultivation. If they want to advance to a higher level, they must use the Star Soul Stone to practice and transform it into Gengjin witchcraft power before they can transform the purple He has completed his cultivation in the Gengjin realm of the third level of the mansion.
"It would be great if I could have a treasure like a sapling that can continuously emit Gengjin Qi, Binghuo Qi, and Renshui Qi."
Chen Xi sighed with emotion, and immediately froze, as if he had been struck by lightning, because he suddenly realized a problem. This is the land of Qinglong in Sixiang. There is a small sapling that exudes the energy of Yimu. That is among the other white tigers. The land of Suzaku, the land of Xuanwu, will there be treasures like this
Chen Xi's heart was beating unsatisfactorily, and he thought to himself: "Forget it, let the two thousand monks fight each other in this Four Symbol Realm. I will take this opportunity to collect treasures."
Thinking of this, Chen Xi did not stop any longer, identified the direction, and flew towards the huge golden mountain range of the White Tiger Land.
Along the way, fighting and fighting took place everywhere in this green forest. The two thousand monks who were able to enter the Four Symbols Realm on the second floor of the pagoda were all the best among the monks of the same level. Perhaps some of them relied on the help of their sect brothers. I got here with the help of time, but once I get here, I have to rely on myself.
After all, only one hundred people can enter the third floor of the pagoda. These one hundred people are the top one hundred in the Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition. They can obtain a large number of elixirs, techniques, and magic weapons, and their reputation will be resounding throughout the entire world. In the practice world of Southern Xinjiang, one must be famous and gain benefits. Under such circumstances, even brothers from the same sect will fight to grab a spot. Only the strongest ones can enter the higher levels of the pagoda.
"Huh? It seems to be very lively over there..." Seeing that he was about to fly out of the green forest, Chen Xi seemed to have noticed something, and immediately stopped, and the huge power of spiritual thoughts covered it.
About fifty miles away, a man and a woman were fighting in mid-air. The girl had picturesque features and skin as smooth as gel. She was holding a pair of purple-green double blades. As the double blades flew, thousands of sharp blades like snowflakes swept across the world, fierce and evil. Fierce and decisive in killing, it was Fei Lengcui, the leader of the younger generation of Liuyun Sword Sect.
Her opponent was a heroic young man wearing a scribe's scarf. His eyebrows were as black as ink, his eyes were as bright as falcons, and he had three long swords stuck on his back. His whole body was filled with a fierce and scornful aura. Qiu Leng, an outstanding disciple of the Qingyang Sect known as the "Sword of Nothingness".
At this moment, the three swords on Qiu Leng's back have been unsheathed. Two swords, one black and one white. The black sword is dark and deep, and the white sword is dazzling. In his hand, it is like two soaring dragons, fighting Fei Lengcui inextricably. point.
Both of them are geniuses who have understood the meaning of Tao. Before participating in the Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition, their names were already known throughout Longyuan City. Before entering the Pagoda Trial Tower, they were even considered to be in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking. These ruthless characters, as soon as they started fighting, the terrifying air current that could tear everything apart filled a ten-mile radius, and it was extremely cruel.
Such an earth-shattering battle naturally attracted the attention of most people. Around the two of them, there were many monks watching the battle. The weak ones hid in hidden places, while the strong ones simply stood in a position with a good view. , their eyes were all staring at the battle between the two men without blinking, with expressions ranging from shock, excitement, realization, or frowning in thought.
Chen Xi silently stopped and stared for a moment, then turned and left. The two of them were roughly equal in strength, and they both had reservations and did not use their full strength. It is not known how long this battle will last. In comparison, it is still a matter of looking for the order. Your own beloved baby is more important.
Not long after Chen Xi left, three figures suddenly appeared in a hiding place near the battlefield.
"Thanks to Brother Cangmu's ingenious plan this time, a battle between Fei Lengcui and Qiu Leng was provoked. After this battle, the two of them were afraid that their vitality would be severely damaged and there would be no hope of entering the top ten." A man with a thin face and a The young man with striking white hair said with a smile.
"Brother Lu Ping, you deserve the prize. It's just some tricks, not worth showing off." The silver-robed young man named Zhong Mu shook his head and smiled.
"You two, take this opportunity, should we take action? I'm not teaching you the Shadow Demon Escape Technique just for fun." The last ordinary-looking young man in black frowned and said.
"What Brother Zhankong said is absolutely true." The white-haired young man named Lu Ping and the silver-robed young man named Zhong Mu both had stern looks on their faces, as if they were extremely afraid of the young man in black named Zhankong, and they said respectfully.
"Okay, take action now!" Zhan Kong nodded indifferently.
Whoosh whoosh!
The three of them touched the ground with their toes, and immediately split their heads and swept around. Their auras were ethereal, like ghosts wandering in the abyss of the night, making it difficult for ordinary people to detect them.
Click!
A monk who was watching the battle was caught off guard, his neck was strangled, and he died on the spot. He died without even seeing what the enemy looked like.
puff!
Another monk had his heart pierced by a sword. He was about to scream, but was muffled by a big hand, and finally died quietly.
Scenes like this were happening quickly all around. The monks who were watching the battle between Fei Lengcui and Qiu Leng didn't notice that behind them, there were three ghost-like guys quietly harvesting lives.
(End of chapter)