Chapter Seventy-Two: Memory

Returning to the blood pool again, looking at the blood-colored lotus flower in the pool, Nie Yuntian's eyes were full of light, it could contain the remnant soul of the Xuan Immortal for so many years, it must be a rare treasure, maybe it was the most valuable treasure in the small world.

The second is the remnant soul, if he can devour him, then his divine soul will definitely be able to increase a lot, and he can also obtain some memories of that Xuan Immortal, but this is obviously impossible, he just thinks about it.

Although this is just a remnant soul, but this soul is condensed like a real person, such a powerful divine soul, its strength must also be very strong, obviously not a little monk like him can be contaminated, if he cultivates to the realm of living spirits, after giving birth to his own primordial god, he may be able to try, but he can only try.

As for the fluorescence around the remnant soul, he couldn't touch the doorway, and looking at them, it looked like the energy that the remnant soul was exuding, but it was not spiritual power.

However, in addition to how to get those things into your hands, the most important thing is how to completely destroy the remnant soul to prevent future troubles. Don't look at him sleeping quietly here now, maybe he will suddenly wake up that day, if he sends him that this small world has been occupied by him, he will not destroy him with a random move.

Now while he is still in the eyes of Shen Shen, it is best to destroy him completely, Nie Yuntian does not allow this kind of powder keg that can explode at any time in his small world.

But now it's impossible to get close to him, let alone exterminate?

Nie Yuntian just took a weapon and tested the blood water in the blood pool, and found that it was very corrosive, and a weapon made of fine iron was corroded completely in a quarter of an hour, and Nie Yuntian inhaled cold air.

He was going to wade into the blood just now, but he didn't expect the blood here to be so terrifying, fortunately he didn't lose it, otherwise his leg would have been ruined.

Nie Yuntian looked behind him with palpitations, he had stepped on the mud formed by blood and water on the way, but fortunately, this mud was not corrosive.

"Huh, dirt?"

It suddenly occurred to him that even if the soil here could "contain" blood water, it must have an anti-corrosion effect, and the best way for him to cultivate was to dig the soil from above and fill in a passage to the past, so that it would be much safer.

Thinking of this, Nie Yuntian took local materials and dug them up next to the blood pool, and the surface of the silt was naturally set aside by him, and what he wanted was the deeper and drier soil.

After a while, Nie Yuntian dug up the soil he needed, and he cut the soil into large pieces for him to transport.

Sure enough, as he imagined, the blood in the pool of blood could not corrode the soil of this world.

After talking for a long time, Nie Yuntian approached the blood-colored lotus.

In front of him, Nie Yuntian could see the lotus and the things on the lotus more clearly.

The blood-colored lotus was more than three feet in diameter, floating on the pool of blood, similar to the lotus he had ever seen, but not so big. The form of the lotus flower is quite full, and there is no atrophy. There were no lotus leaves around it, but there were four grasses, which were supposed to be living grasses, but they were different from the living grasses he had seen before.

This grass is grayish-white, has ten leaves, and is larger than the ninth-order vitality grass, could it be the tenth-order vitality grass? Nie Yuntian thought suspiciously, but he was not sure, but anyway, he was not needed now, and there was no problem if he knew it or not, so he set his eyes on the remnant soul.

The image of the remnant soul on the lotus flower is also clearer, it is a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, with long hair simply tied behind his head, a smooth and flat forehead, two black eyebrows, a pair of Dan eyes closed, the bridge of the nose slightly straight, and the emaciated face showing a sickly white.

The man was wearing a blood-colored robe, and with his countenance, he looked very strange.

Speaking of which, this appearance is still quite handsome, which makes Nie Yuntian can't help but take a few more looks.

Then I shifted my eyes to those fluorescences, and when I arrived in front of me, I found that these fluorescences are large and small, the outermost ones are relatively large, the size of walnuts, and the number is not very much, and the inner layer is also smaller, only the size of rice grains, but the number is extremely large, in addition to the size, they also have colors, but they are all relatively light, and you can only see a color of white in the distance.

Most of them are white, and only a small part of them have other colors, such as red packets, black, blue, and gray.

Nie Yuntian tried to fan it, and it was so fluorescent that it could move with the wind, but it was not inseparable from the lotus.

He looked at it, didn't feel any danger, and held out his finger, pointing to the faintest white fluorescence on the periphery.

After Nie Yuntian's fingers came into contact with the white fluorescence, the fluorescence suddenly melted into his fingers.

Immediately afterward, a huge stream of information poured into his mind, setting off a huge wave in his mind.

Nie Yuntian, who was in pain, slammed his head with both hands, half-knelt on the ground, and screamed without an image.

"Ahh......h

I don't know how long it took, Nie Yuntian eased up slightly, but he still held his head with both hands, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, which was very hideous.

"Lin Tao ......"

Nie Yuntian whispered, revealing a name, this was the name of the Blood Dao Xuan Immortal, and he also knew what those fluorescences were, they were memories!

And the light cluster just now was Lin Tao's memory before he melted into the Spirit Realm.

From this memory, Nie Yuntian learned that Lin Tao was born in a side branch of a Xiuzhen family on the eastern side of the two realms of the Flood Desolation Realm, and was born with nine fire spirit veins, but in the Flood Desolation Realm where the nine spirit veins are as many as dogs, his talent can only be regarded as good, it is precisely because he was born in the side branch that he was naturally hit by the head of the family, and the number of refining times only reached more than 30 times before he was forcibly reinforced.

In this world where there are so many cultivators in the nine spiritual veins, the number of refinements during the refining period is the fundamental measure of a cultivator's cultivation talent.

And Lin Tao only refined his body more than 30 times, and he could only be classified as an ordinary class, and after gathering the spirit, he was targeted and suppressed everywhere. Lin Tao also knew that his strength was invincible, so he had to endure the humiliation and burden, and survived secretly, and it took hundreds of years to cultivate to the Soul Melting Realm. When he cultivated to the Soul Melting Realm, most of the people who were the same year as him had reached the Spirit Raiding Realm and even the Immortal Spirit Realm, so naturally he didn't take him, a monk of the Soul Fusion Realm, in his eyes.

It was also these hundreds of years of memories forcibly instilled into Nie Yuntian's mind that made him so miserable, fortunately, his strength was not bad, if he were an ordinary Huiling Realm cultivator, he might have already burst his head.

These images were like slides, vividly presented in front of his eyes, as if he had experienced them himself.

Looking up at those fluorescents, this fluorescence has hundreds of years of memory, and so many fluorescent beggars don't have tens of millions of years of memory?

Can a cultivator really live that long?, Nie Yuntian couldn't help but ask in confusion, but no one answered his question.

Up to now, Nie Yuntian also knows the cultivation realm of the cultivation realm, from low to high, they are the nine realms of Hui Ling, Gathering Spirit, Living Soul, Refining Spirit, Refining Spirit, Melting Spirit, Channeling, Tribulating Spirit, and Immortal Spirit, after reaching the peak of the Immortal Spirit Realm, you can become an immortal after surviving the tribulation of ascending to an immortal, and as for the realm of immortals, Lin Tao doesn't know now.

"Seeing" these realms, Nie Yuntian was very disappointed, and he had no confidence in cultivating to the realm of "Emperor Immortal".

There is no realm of "Emperor Immortal" in these nine realms, compared to those nine realms and "Xuan Immortal", Nie Yuntian believes that "Emperor Immortal" should be the realm after ascending to immortal, and it is also a more powerful realm in the fairy realm.

Moreover, Nie Yuntian also learned that the number of spiritual veins was the highest level that a cultivator could cultivate.

The spiritual veins are born from the evolution of the aura, with the highest nine veins and the lowest none. And with his qualifications of the three spiritual veins, he can cultivate up to the realm of living beings, but that is in the Flood Desolation Realm, the aura of the Flood Desolation Realm is not comparable to a small thousand realms like Xuanyang Star, and there are as many Nine Spirit Vein cultivators as there are in the Flood Desolation Realm, but in Xuanyang Star, a Six Spirit Vein cultivator can also be called a peerless Tianjiao who has not been born for a thousand years, and the gap between them is not something that time can make up.

Under such conditions, it was already very good for him to be able to cultivate to the Gathering Spirit Realm, let alone living beings, let alone higher emperor immortals? This was the reason why he was very disappointed and had no confidence. (To be continued)