Trials of the Abyss

Chapter 170: Mysterious existence

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The third realm.

Cave No. 56.

"Sure enough, the little tree is the sacred tree worshipped by the Wood Clan. The life energy from the little tree can extend the life of the old woman of the Wood Clan."

After cutting off the perception with the dark anaconda, Pang Jian was extremely excited and couldn't calm down for a long time.

He knew that the little tree had a great origin, but he could not imagine that in the world below, there was an intelligent race whose rise and fall were closely related to the little tree.

He suddenly realized that when the Wood Clan members from the fifth realm arrived at the fourth realm with the help of Yu Xin and saw the magical little tree in the Tianyun Shattered Land, they would definitely worship the little tree as a god!

In the blink of an eye, the little tree had a tribe that was determined to protect it to the death.

And this small tree originated from his bronze medal, and it obeys his orders.

From this perspective, when the Wood Clan successfully ascends to the sky and reaches the Tianyun Shattered Land, won’t they also obey him in the future

After welcoming many members of the Wood Clan, will the densely wooded Tianyun Broken Land continue to grow and will the small trees also be able to undergo a major transformation

Many thoughts flashed through Pang Jian's mind.

His original intention was to ask Yu Xin of the Celestial Clan for important spiritual materials from high-level ferocious beasts, but he decided to give Yu Xin and the Wood Clan some time to digest the information first.

"Since the value of a seventh-level ice crystal beast's horn is 400,000, then a million spirit stones is not out of reach."

He decided to attend the last day of the fair.

He would use millions of spirit stones to seek a glimmer of hope for Luo Hongyan from the elders of the Blood Moon and Yinling Temples!

He planned to find Yu Xin of the Celestial Clan a little later and ask for the rare materials from the high-level ferocious beasts.

The fifth peak of Yuanmang, above the Chixia Boat that belongs exclusively to Zhao Yuanqi.

The disciples of Hongshan who came here on this boat were either sightseeing in some scenic places in Yuanmang or participating in the trading market at the First Peak.

At this moment, there were only three people on the Chixia Boat, each landing in different places.

"Yuanqi, I'm sorry I can't do anything."

The tall and handsome Fang Boxuan looked at the beautiful face of the silver-haired girl and explained helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to help. You also know that Elder Jiuyuan has always been at odds with me in our Blood Moon. I really can't influence him."

As a favored child of the third realm, Fang Boxuan is a few years older than Zhao Yuanqi and has also reached the Dongxuan realm.

A few years ago, the two of them each led a team to explore a sacred place, and they became somewhat of a friends because they fought side by side.

As the strongest new generation of Blood Moon, Fang Boxuan has a crush on the silver-haired girl and has expressed his admiration for her openly and covertly, but he has never received a response.

Zhao Yuanqi took the initiative to invite him today, and he was somewhat flattered. However, when the other party asked him to ask Jiuyuan for one person, he still refused after asking clearly.

"never mind."

Zhao Yuanqi's face was cold, and she closed her eyes and said, "I'm sorry I can't see you off."

Fang Boxuan stood up with a wry smile, bowed, and left the Fifth Peak.

"The Yinling Temple has never interacted with us, and I can't find anyone to help..."

Zhao Yuanqi sighed softly.

"Junior sister, I am very grateful that you have done so much for me."

Jiang Li, who was sitting quietly in the corner, said with a sad face: "I didn't expect that Sister Luo... was actually a survivor of the Blood Spirit Cult. I don't know why the two elders of the Blood Moon and Yinling Temple both expressed their determination to take her away. Alas, I only regret that my realm is low and the spirit stones in my hand are not enough."

Zhao Yuanqi frowned: "That's one million spirit stones. Not to mention you, even I can't get it all together in one go."

"Sister Luo has always been very caring towards me when we were in Bagua City. I really want to do something for her."

Jiang Li thought about it, but she couldn't find a way to get Luo Hongyan out of Cao Laoguai's hands.

"Pang Jian should be able to avoid this disaster. Qi Qingsong of the Sword Tower is clearly doing his best to protect him." Zhao Yuanqi had no choice but to comfort her, saying that at least one of them could survive, and asked her not to be too sad.

"The Holy Body of Great Creation."

In the cave, Pang Jian took out the magic formula that he bought with 80,000 spirit stones from his storage bracelet.

With the help of the light from the night pearl, he began to study the incomplete manual, intending to increase his combat power as much as possible.

"The way of body tempering is declining and is no longer the mainstream today. The road ahead is bumpy and rugged. Please choose carefully..."

A note first caught Pang Jian's eye.

After frowning slightly, he continued to study.

He soon realized that the spiritual techniques for tempering the body and soul, such as the Great Fortune Holy Body, were extremely dependent on the flesh and blood of fierce beasts and spiritual beasts in the early stages.

However, the vast majority of practitioners in the world no longer pursue continued physical strength after completing the bone-cutting and marrow-cleansing process.

Because as long as the realm can be steadily improved, the Dantian spiritual sea will be able to accommodate more spiritual power, and the spiritual power can be called upon to protect the whole body and form many terrifying killing moves.

To protect the monk's body, he can condense his spiritual power into a shield, or he can use high-level armor.

Furthermore, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is everywhere. As long as one focuses on refining the spiritual power of the spiritual sea, one can practice in almost any place.

Even if you don't have spiritual materials such as spiritual stones and spiritual jade, you can gradually improve your realm by choosing a suitable place to practice.

It's just that the progress will be slower.

But if you continue to focus on strengthening your physical strength, you must often feed on the flesh and blood of powerful beasts and spiritual beasts, and you will be extremely dependent on these resources.

In addition, spending too much energy and time on physical training may delay the breakthrough of one's own realm.

After being promoted to the innate realm, a strong physique of a practitioner will not affect the breakthrough of the realm and is not a necessary thing.

Over time, this method of practice to strengthen the body is no longer mainstream.

"The Divine Pond of Creation..."

Continuing to study, Pang Jian saw that the first step to creating a great holy body was to open up a secret place outside the Dantian spiritual sea for storing vast blood energy.

Looking at a clear picture scroll, Pang Jian pointed with his finger and landed on a position below the heart in the chest cavity.

“It’s this acupoint!”

The acupoints that wrapped around the "Pool of Creation" were like mosquitoes and flies hitting an iron plate, motionless under the impact of his blood energy.

"This is much more difficult than opening up the Dantian Spiritual Sea."

After hesitating for a while, Pang Jian took out some remaining animal blood from the bracelet.

The levels of these beast bloods are four and five, which are the harvest of Luo Hongyan from looting casual cultivators, and not the bloods of the previous level seven ice crystal beasts.

"Mumble! Mumble!"

He drank the animal's blood, and waited for the qi and blood to slowly dissipate. Then he gathered the vitality in his internal organs and used it together to impact the acupoint where the "Creation Divine Pool" was located.

This time, he felt that under the impact of the vast energy and blood, the acupoints seemed to be slightly shaken.

—But it is still a long way from being chiseled open.

"Does it mean that just to open up a Fortune Pond, it takes a lot of time and effort? Or..."

Suddenly, he thought of the blood of the seventh-level ice crystal beast and the powerful momentum surging in his body.

He felt that with the rich blood and energy produced by the blood and meat of higher-level beasts, it should be easier to open the "Pool of Creation".

As he thought about this, he came up with an idea in his mind. He planned to find Yu Xin from the Celestial Clan and ask for some blood of high-level ferocious beasts.

It was just dawn.

“Boom boom boom!”

"Pang Jian, I'm Han Ting. Are you still going to the trade fair today?"

Han Ting's voice was heard outside the cave.

After opening the stone door, Pang Jian saw that she was the only one there, and shook his head and said, "Not for now."

"Qi Qingsong, as well as Zhao Yuanqi and her senior sister, left not long after you closed the door."

Han Ting explained.

"Um."

Pang Jian nodded and looked at the shorter peaks, his eyes sweeping back and forth between the fourth and seventh peaks occupied by the Blood Moon and the Yin Ling Temple.

"Because of your honorable status, last night... Zhang Bin brought Fang Xin here and sincerely apologized to me."

Han Ting hesitated for a moment, then said with a cold and disgusted face: "I kicked them both out."

Pang Jian, who didn't care about these trivial matters, retracted his gaze and said, "I don't want to move today."

He turned back and closed the stone door again.

He knew that once the stone door was closed, it would be difficult for people outside to hear what was said inside. Han Ting and Gao Yuan could not hear his conversation with Qi Qingsong and Luo Hongyan at all.

They didn't know that the mysterious sister in their minds was actually a remnant of the Blood Spirit Cult and had been captured alive by the old monster Cao.

Zhang Bin leading Fang Xin to apologize seemed ridiculous to him, as he didn't even understand what was going on.

"A night has passed. Yu Xin from the Sky Clan and the Wood Clan should have discussed many things clearly."

Pang Jian reestablished his sense of perception.

Next to a pond.

Yu Xin sat by the pond, her beautiful eyes filled with endless doubts as she watched the dark giant anaconda swimming around in the water.

"Xiao Hei, you..."

She murmured.

With Mu Yuan and many other Mu tribe members kowtowed and thanked her profusely, she left the Mu tribe’s territory.

Mu Yuan, whose lifespan has been extended a lot, now has renewed fighting spirit and firmly believes that in some world above, there exists a sacred tree that their Mu tribe believes in and worships.

The sacred tree, through the dark giant anaconda, bestowed her with life energy, so that she would not die of natural old age in a short time.

Mu Yuan had many questions about this giant dark anaconda, but Yu Xin was unable to answer them.

"Xiao Hei, what is your mysterious origin..."

Yu Xin said faintly.

“Wow!”

The dark giant anaconda suddenly jumped out of the pool, and its tail, like a sharp blade, began to carve on the ground again.

Yu Xin's eyes lit up, and she quickly spread her wings and flew into the air, looking at the grass below from above.

"In the fourth realm, in a piece of broken land called Tianyun, there is a newly born eclipse vine."

"And I am from the upper realm. I communicate with you through the Dark Anaconda. I was the one who raised it and placed it in the fifth realm."

"Now, I need the eyes, horns, and blood of some high-level beasts."

"From now on, I will do my best to satisfy your needs."

"… "

The scribbled handwriting was clearly visible on the grass below Yu Xin.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled and she exclaimed in disbelief, covering her mouth.

Only then did she finally realize that behind Xiao Hei, there was a mysterious being with extraordinary magical powers!

The mysterious being sent her the golden obsidian, sunstone and lightning wood because he heard her mumbling these days.

(End of this chapter)