Chapter One Hundred and Six: Remains
Long Bao said, there is no need to be so troublesome, just throw his Tianchen Suo into it, and just knock him down!
Hu Wangcai reminded him that this might ruin the treasure underneath. Long Bao just gave up.
Long Lin didn't think about how to destroy it, he just stood on the edge of the cave entrance, extended the shaking knife, explored it foot by foot, and then slashed the formation of the damaged cave wall, feeling like a defeated revolution, not as indestructible as he imagined, and then drew the knife and quickly escaped.
The bottom of the cave emitted a strange and terrible roar, a group of black and white strange clouds gushed out of the hole, although the volume is not amazing, but in an instant filled the heaven and earth, the whole Qiankun was instantly covered with wolf smoke clouds, everything was discolored, the original red and hot rocks on the island were scorched as charcoal; the sea roared out a panicked roar, the sea shook wildly, as if a huge pot had been opened, the white foam boiled, and countless sea beasts and krakens fell from the sky densely, and died all over the place.
Mao Juhua suddenly lost color and screamed: "Be careful, master! This is the magic cloud!"
Although Long Bao didn't know what a demon cloud was, he had always reacted very quickly, and a large light whip rolled up the stunned people behind him, and opened the dragon cloud cover almost at the same time.
The demon cloud roared in, and although it was formless, it was so hideous that it made people covet, making a disgusting and strange grinding sound on the dragon cloud cover. The dragon cloud cover is thinning, penetrating and darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the sky is dark all of a sudden, and it is like a grunt, and the whole cover falls into the vast black water....
"Oh, my mother..."Hu Wangcai said in fright, Long Bao raised his little hand, aimed it at his mouth, and raised his head anxiously to search for the figure of Long Lin in the sky.
Long Lin didn't open the spiritual power cover, but just floated in the demon cloud at will, watching the cyan robe woven from the bark of the wood trees on his body slowly turn black, as if it was stained with ink. Although the demon cloud made him feel uncomfortable, it couldn't hurt him.
He communicated with the dust in the small world, and let him appear in the air with the Xuanyuan Mirror. The rhino horn that cleared the dust emitted a thousand feet of red light, and soon swept away the demon clouds.
This fire attribute divine beast is indeed the natural nemesis of the Yin Demonic Thing, and the Demon Cloud is no exception.
Long Lin collected the dust, picked up the Xuanyuan Mirror and looked down at the entrance of the cave, and was surprised to find that there was a human corpse in the surging Hexi Fire! He was tall, leaning against the cave wall, his right arm stretched forward, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was calling, and he seemed to be howling miserably... The death is so fierce that it makes the scalp tingle.
The strange thing is that although he has fallen, his skeleton has been preserved for an unknown number of thousands of years without damage in the fire of the most powerful Hexi. The black bones were like black jade, faintly shining with golden runes, very similar to the bones of the Mahayana True Immortals that Long Lin saw in the immortal bone vault.
The bottom of the cave shimmered with a flickering golden light, and it was difficult to tell what it was.
Long Lin put away the Xuanyuan Mirror, opened the spiritual power cover, and jumped into the cave. The divine fire enveloped him with a devastating roar, and the intense heat made him feel extremely uncomfortable even if he had the Vermilion Bird Fire. If you distinguish it, the Vermilion Bird Fire is fierce and ruthless, and it is suitable for fighting, while the Fire of Hexi is extremely upright, clear, and slightly vibrant, which should be the characteristics of Bingyin Fire.
Long Lin carefully put the corpse into the small world, communicated with Yi Xinliu, and instructed her to temporarily place the skeleton in a small hut made of spirit stones.
It was only in the depths of the cavern that he could see what the wandering golden objects looked like. They are different in size, but they obviously belong to the same thing, and they are broken by some terrible force, and the corners have been melted away by thousands of years of smelting, turning into a strange form like gold and not gold, water and not water, and it seems to drag a dark golden shadow behind them when drifting... Long Lin's heart moved, and he remembered that in Shi Butian's water-breaking knife, there were similar clouds. Their opulence was the same as before, and Long Lin concluded that they were the remnants of the same artifact.
This would explain the reason why a refining saint like Ming Ruhui couldn't really refine them.
It's an artifact, even if it's just a fragment!
Long Lin couldn't help but wonder if that skeleton was Ming Ruxuan, who had long since disappeared from the Longyuan Continent.
There was no time to sigh and guess, and he tried to reach out to those golden clouds. But those clouds that seemed to be within reach suddenly exuded an overwhelming coercion and killing aura, which made his fingers hurt sharply, and he couldn't help but feel some kind of unspeakable fear.
Golden gas.
The shaking light behind him began to burn with excitement, as if urging him to pull it out. Long Lin's heart moved, holding the knife in his hand, and slowly handed it to those golden clouds. Unbelievably, the murderous aura emitted by the clouds suddenly disappeared, and he could even feel the other party's trembling close to ecstasy, as well as indescribable closeness.
The golden clouds swirled and fused together, like a group of children holding hands, happily turning in circles, lightly jumping up to the severed head of the shaking light, they flowed like water, gently and precisely applied to the body of the shaking knife, from far to near, from thick to thin, gilding it with a layer of golden light, which did not flash on the surface, but penetrated into the blade, making the dull black body shine with a soft pale golden hue; It's just that the golden color of the blade head is heavier and brighter, and it slowly deepens and gradually changes to the hilt, just like this knife is originally, which makes Long Lin so stunned that he can't believe his eyes.
He didn't dare to move, waiting for Jin Yun to completely condense on the body of the knife, and then he waved it at will, only to hear a roar, and the remaining formation on the cave wall was like dirty muddy water, flowing downward, and turned into nothing in the fire of Hexi. The sudden increase in power made Long Lin ecstatic.
He asked Long Bao and the others, who were looking at the cave in panic, to retreat and jump up.
Everyone was stunned to see him appear with an intact and somewhat unrecognizable "shaking light knife".
Long Lin took the tall remains out of the small world and placed them on the ground for everyone to see. Cui Rutie and Cao Hengli thought that this was the skeleton of the Mahayana True Immortal, but they didn't know their identity; combined with the fact that this person tried to refine or take away the Golden Cloud, and was able to enter the Demon Cloud Seal, everyone couldn't help but guess that this person was the refining saint master Ming Ruhui who had disappeared for an unknown number of years.
After all, there are only a few Mahayana true immortals that have appeared in the history of the Longyuan Continent, and they can be counted on their fingers, and everyone knows that Ming Ruhui is a true immortal with the golden fire attribute spiritual root.
Everyone was in different moods, bowed their heads and silently looked at the powerful bones of this famous legendary existence, and couldn't help but sigh that cultivation is difficult and dangerous, and the fairy road is boundless, I don't know what kind of ending they have?
Long Lin took the bones back to the small world and ordered Yi Xinliu to bury him by Shenwang Lake.
Snow Stained Clothes happily turned into a one-legged strange bird, and sucked the flame essence of the fire of Hexi at the entrance of the cave. As she smoked, the heat of the whole island became lower and lower, and it gradually turned to room temperature. She was content to return to her human form, and not long after leaving the entrance of the cave, she heard a roar, and the extremely deep cave suddenly collapsed, and the stone rock, which had lost the support of the formation and divine fire, continued to roll down and fill, rumbling, deafening, and filled with bursts of dust and mist.
Just as he was looking, a woman's majestic shout sounded in the air and asked, "Who is so bold and dares to make trouble in my Daying Sea?"
Everyone's eyes were full of flowers, and they saw a group of monks in flying robes flying from the sky, all riding on the flying fish demon of different grades, about forty or fifty people, the leader was a thirty or thirty Longyu woman, with an ordinary appearance, with a pair of slender Danfeng eyes, with a fierce gaze, and a majestic and resolute face;
Long Bao took a closer look, it was not easy to be obedient, the leading woman turned out to be a monk in the middle stage of the transformation of gods.
"Who are you?" Long Bao smiled and turned the Great Bright Whip in his hand, "Why did we make trouble?" You see, after our governance, isn't the environment here much better?"
"Presumptuous! This is my big Yinghai heroine, Mrs. Yun! A few thieves still don't kneel down to play!" a bearded man beside the woman drank.
Long Bao was taken aback, of course he knew that Yun Shuihan had a wife, but he had always heard that she never left the range of Daying Sea, and very few outsiders knew her. I didn't expect it to be such a mediocre-looking woman, compared with Yun Shuihan, who looks young and heroic, she looks like an eldest sister.
"Kneel down your mother..."Long Bao raised his hand and wiped his nose defiantly, "Do you want to fight?"
Xue Zhanyi sighed excitedly, looked at the tenth-order flying fish essence and said, "Big daddy, little daddy, I want to eat that flying fish's Neidan!"
The flying fish demon's cold and transparent sea-colored eyes like blue glass showed anger, and his wings fluttered, just waiting for the master's order, ready to immediately shoot this little girl who didn't know the height of the sky with a sword.
Long Lin took a step forward, and was about to give up his hand to explain, but saw the woman's face frosty, waved her right hand, and shouted coldly: "Kill!"