Fenghuihua blooms in a hundred years, only ten seconds to bloom, and then the flowers fade.
This kind of flower is very rare on Xuantian Continent, because it has very strict requirements on the growing environment. There must be extremely strong wind blowing day and night, and there must be quite warm sunlight shining slowly. In this way, Fengshenhai in the extreme north is the best place for Fenghuihua to grow. However, even so, in Fengshenhai, it is extremely difficult to meet a Fenghuihua.
After Venerable Huo Mingzi took off this wind flower, he really started to cross-legged.
He turned his hand and took out a large cauldron. The fiery red cauldron was surrounded by tiny fire snakes. After Venerable Huomingzi put Fenghuihua in, he also put in the thousand-year-old mysterious crystal, the essence of the flower spirit, and many quite precious treasures.
A day later, Venerable Huo Mingzi slapped the big cauldron with a palm, and saw a red light rushing out, and he grabbed it into the palm of his hand.
Venerable Huo Mingzi laughed loudly and said: "Hahahaha, the refining is finally successful! With this jade tablet, you can travel a hundred thousand miles at will, even if Junior Brother Xuanlingzi wants to catch me, it will definitely not easy."
A sneer sounded: "Senior brother, didn't you just say that the purpose of refining this magic weapon is to find Junior Brother Xuan Lingzi?"
Venerable Huo Mingzi froze in laughter.
Venerable Yuqingzi brushed over and rolled up Huo Mingzi's body. She snorted lightly, and took this out-of-tune senior brother and left, and pulled Luo Jianqing at the same time.
With a venerable at the early stage of Mahayana and a venerable at the later stage of transcending tribulation, Luo Jianqing left the extreme north very quickly this time. When the three of them came to the closest place to the dry mountain, they stopped.
Venerable Huo Mingzi took out a magic weapon from the ring.
It was a small guqin, but the size of a palm, but when it came out of the ring, it triggered the power of heaven and earth. Venerable Huo Mingzi looked down at the guqin with a grim expression. He raised his fingers and gently strummed on the thin strings.
hum!
Qin did not make a sound, but there was a powerful wave going towards the dry mountain!
Huo Mingzi waited for a while, but got no response. He continued to pluck the strings, but no sound ever answered him. After sighing, Huo Mingzi said, "Two hundred years ago, I forged a qin for my junior brother. Later, because he only played the Yuxiao qin, I took the qin back and transformed it into what it is now. When it comes to the sound of my piano, it will definitely respond to me."
But now Xuan Lingzi didn't respond, Yu Qingzi's face sank immediately: "Are you sure this voice can spread throughout the dry mountain?"
Huo Mingzi said: "This is still fake? Junior sister, how can you doubt the magic weapon I forged?"
Yu Qingzi didn't say anything anymore.
Since they couldn't find Xuan Lingzi, and at the same time did not dare to rashly enter the Kushan Mountains, the three of them had to leave. Before leaving, Luo Jianqing couldn't help but look back at the Kushan Mountains. He looked down from the sky, and each of the sixty-four peaks stood majestically, and in the world filled with yellow sand, they looked majestic and imposing.
In the dry mountain, a figure in white has been meditating here for a long time.
A layer of light yellow sand fell on his clothes, dipping the snow-white robe with a hazy light yellow. The bloodshot on his lips has already solidified, but this indifferent and elegant face is gradually reddening. Xuan Lingzi is not breathing at the moment, and his heart has already stopped. Only the war that hits his body at that moment can remind others: this person still alive.
Dense beads of blood began to seep out of the pores.
After a while, he became a blood man.
Every drop of blood that flows out contains a lot of spiritual power. If other people lost so much spiritual power, I am afraid they will feel anxious and anxious, but this is extremely beneficial to Xuan Lingzi at this moment.
It has been ten days since he ate that elixir!
How strong is the spiritual power in the elixir? Xuan Lingzi didn't know before he ate it, and when he ate it, he only thought it was two or three times his own energy. It was not until he absorbed the two or three times the power that he found out—
This power seems to be inexhaustible and will never end!
Xuan Lingzi is good at forming formations. Although he is not like Fairy Feng Si, he is the top formation master in the world, but he is also quite accomplished in formation formation. Now he is setting up a formation in his body, using the primordial spirit as the eye, and the whole body as the formation, imprisoning the spiritual pill that seems to never decrease in this large formation, so that it cannot riot.
This battle is far more dangerous than the previous confrontation with Lingdan.
As long as there is one step wrong, Xuan Lingzi's body will be completely occupied by this elixir, and the result of occupancy is only to explode and die. Xuan Lingzi didn't know how much spiritual power his body had absorbed at the moment, but he knew that if he let the other party release spiritual power so recklessly, he would only face a dead end.
The blood on his body gradually formed a layer of blood scab, and a weak wind blew over from the entrance of the cave, blowing the blood scab open and peeling it apart.
After a layer of blood scab cracked, blood beads oozing from the pores quickly condensed into a second layer of blood scab.
to crack, to coagulate; to crack, to coagulate...
The silent battle is going on in the depths of the Dry Mountains.
From the day when the dry mountain collapsed, and even from the day when Xuan Lingzi tore up the contract, the cultivators in the world tightened their nerves and were always ready to start a war. And these "Xianjia" things have nothing to do with mortals forever, mortals work hard on this land and live their ordinary and warm days.
On Yunzhou, there are a total of four countries, namely Chengchong, Luoxuan, Mingshen and Zhaogan.
The Chengchong Kingdom is powerful and occupies half of the land of Yunzhou, and the other three countries pay tribute to it every year, begging for its blessing. In this land, there is no too powerful sect of self-cultivation, so many small sects occupy this area, and they divide their forces and obtain resources from these countries.
Each of these sects will send a representative to serve as the country's national teacher.
The Chengchong country is powerful and has to pay tribute to the four major sects every year, and has a total of four national teachers.
However, these things are too far away for ordinary people. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They have lived such a quiet and peaceful life with their elders for hundreds of years, and rarely encounter troubles.
On this day, in a small town on the border of Chengchong, it was the annual temple fair, and many young men and women wore the latest clothes. The girls are wearing the most delicate hosta, and the boys are chanting poems and painting in the teahouse with fans. Once a girl stopped on the cruise, the voice of the poem became a little louder, causing everyone to laugh.
A bright and bright moon hangs high in the air, spreading its clear brilliance to the world. In such a water-like moonlight, the town was brightly lit, shining brightly in the eyes, and the faint sound of the oars swaying from the river, accompanied by the reserved laughter of the girls, made the night even more intense.
A young man in white drank too much, staggered to the river, and almost fell.
Between the light and flint, a soft hand lifted him up. The son raised his head, and saw a pretty girl with a veil looking at him, her eyes were smiling, and when she smiled, it turned into a beautiful crescent moon, she said softly: "Master, don't fall into the water. go."
The young man only felt a tightness in his heart and nodded again and again.
After the boat was swept away, accompanied by a circle of ripples, the young man lowered his head and looked at Fangpa in his hand. I saw a simple and elegant "square" embroidered on the corner of the Fangpa, and the young master was immediately overjoyed.
This is a custom in the town. If a woman falls in love with a man at a temple fair, she can send out a handkerchief with her family name written on it. In the future, if a man is also interested, he can come to the door with a handkerchief to propose a marriage, and achieve a marriage.
The young man laughed happily. He supported the small bridge and smiled while looking at the rippling river.
The moon is really bright tonight, and more and more stars twinkle in the sky, like fireballs, getting bigger and bigger. The young man looked at the stars hanging down from the sky, and had already begun to imagine the scene he would see when he came to propose marriage tomorrow.
What kind of girl would that be
Her voice is so gentle, her behavior and speech are so demure, and her eyes are so beautiful.
When countless terrifying fireballs fell from the sky, and the young man was chased by many ugly and terrifying monsters and fled, he just hid in a boat by the river when he saw those eyes again.
Those eyes that smiled like a crescent moon were now looking in the direction of the bow in horror. A thick wooden thorn passed through her back, and those eyes were filled with fear, despair, fear, and regret.
The gentle voice seems to be wandering in the ear, with the shyness of the girl's family—
"Son, don't fall into the water. 』
The drunk boy stared blankly at this scene, the handkerchief on his chest seemed to be hot, burning him to the ground. The young master roared and rushed out of the boat with red eyes. Before the broken wooden stick in his hand touched the monster's body, the monster's sickle claws cut him open from the top of his head.
Before the temple fair was over, the town became a sea of fire.
In one day, Chengchong's country perished.
The largest country in Yunzhou is close to the sea, with four national divisions and the most elite troops in the entire Yunzhou. However, on this day, twelve of the thirty-seven sects of self-cultivation escaped, and twenty-five stayed behind. In just one day of battle, tens of thousands of monsters were killed and injured. When one monster fell, ten monsters rushed to meet it.
In Yunzhou Chengchong country, all three thousand six hundred and eighteen cultivators died, and Chengchong country blood flowed into rivers, not even a single living mouth was left.
The monsters are slaughtering this country frantically, with blood and flesh and bones.
Before the monsters attacked the capital, the emperor walked to the Taimiao, knelt down and wrote a blood letter of guilt, grabbed the ground with his head, and died in the Taimiao. The ministers knelt in the hall and kowtowed hundreds of times along with the emperor, killing seventy-eight people.
In one day, 13,129,846 people died.
The neighboring Cenzhou Guiyuan Zong was shocked when he heard this, and immediately sent someone to come. Similarly, the Magic Dao Palace, which is only separated from Yunzhou by a large river, also heard the news, causing a great uproar. Countless demon cultivators asked the exact number of people again in disbelief, and when it was confirmed that the entire Chengchong country really had no one alive, there was a demon cultivator who had killed tens of thousands of people angrily: "Monster clan, you are too deceiving. !"
However, just when the magic cultivators were about to come to Yunzhou, the monsters landed on the Thirteenth Sea!
The overwhelming monsters covered the sky, and thousands of demon cultivators rushed over from various places in the Demon Domain, forming a trend. However, there were quite a few demon cultivators who went against the flow and sneaked away, and no one stopped them from doing so.
Within half a day, the demonic cultivator blocked the army of monsters from the Demon Realm Wangdu.
At this moment, there are a total of 912 demon cultivators, monsters... tens of thousands!