True Immortal Soul Grass, as the name suggests, is a spiritual grass that grows under the nourishment of a True Immortal Soul or a powerful Divine Soul.

This kind of spirit grass can be added to all kinds of elixirs at will, and it only takes one point to make the elixir reach the level of immortal medicine.

True Immortal Soul Grass can also be taken alone, and the effect is just as outrageous.

However, this kind of fairy grass only exists in the classics left over from ancient times, and the spirit world has not really appeared after tens of thousands of years.

According to the records in ancient books, true immortals are real immortals who are even more powerful than Mahayana monks.

Mahayana is the supreme being in the spiritual realm, at the very top of the pyramid.

However, in the midst of the catastrophe, the last three Mahayana monks in the spiritual realm disappeared.

Whether it is life or death is unknown.

The most powerful monk among the three major Xiuzhen empires is currently the late Tribulation Monk.

The lifespan of a combined monk is close to 10,000 years, and a monk can easily live for tens of thousands of years.

It's just that at this level, all the strife in the world no longer means anything to them, and the only purpose is to pursue the ethereal avenue path.

But the spiritual realm has gone through more than 100,000 years, what is the road of the Great Dao? No one can explain it clearly.

In the cultivation realm in ancient times, the understanding of the Great Dao Road was immortality, but with the continuous development and advancement of Xiuzhen, gradually cultivators found that the Dao Dao Road did not seem to be as simple as immortality.

For eternal life does not seem to be a pleasant thing, but even more like a punishment.

If so, then what is the point of pursuing eternal life? Punish yourself?

Many practitioners are constantly thinking about this question and have written a lot of books on the philosophy of cultivation.

Among them, the three most famous books are "The Great Dao is Not Immortal", "The Theory of Cultivation and Understanding", and "Is It Crazy After Eternal Life?" 》

These three philosophical books on cultivation are a good interpretation of the confusion of cultivators in the era of major cultivation.

However, the pursuit of greater strength is still the direction that the Terran cultivators aspire to.

The invasion of the underworld has made this desire even more necessary, otherwise not only the individual will die, but the entire population will be wiped out.

It seems a bit of a stretch here.

In fact, if the True Immortal Soul Grass really exists, it means the existence of the True Immortal.

At this moment, everyone was staring at the colorful grass in the crystal tube in the little old man's hand on the stage.

If it was really a True Immortal Soul Grass, the worldview of the entire Spirit Realm would be completely subverted.

Because in the era of great cultivation, it was generally believed that true immortals did not exist, and that was just the beautiful imagination of cultivators in ancient times.

"Hmph, patriarch, you're just a pseudo-true fairy soul grass, if the old man is not mistaken, this spirit grass should have grown on a certain fallen catastrophe monk or Mahayana monk for some reason, the thing is a good thing, but it is said to be a real fairy soul grass, you old man is suspected of fraud, you dare to fool around in front of the old man, what else is there that you dare not sit on."

Just as the monks in the audience craned their necks to look at the stage, an old voice came.

I only hear the voice, but I don't see the person, and I can't hear where the sound came from.

It seems to sound directly in everyone's sea of consciousness.

This was the voice of the Heavenly Peak Ancestor.

Many monks looked around trying to catch a glimpse of the Heavenly Peak Ancestor's face, but there was a shadow of the Heavenly Peak Ancestor in the venue.

The old man who stood on the stage and was called the patriarch by the ancestor of Tianfeng rolled his small eyes, his expression was a little embarrassed, and then he smiled and said, "Tianfeng seniors have good eyesight, and the juniors don't dare to have any fraudulent words, but they haven't finished the introduction, the previous introduction is a bit exaggerated, but this true immortal soul grass does not exist in the world at all, it is an ethereal thing, in other words, this spiritual grass in the hands of the juniors is the true immortal soul grass in the true sense." ”

The patriarch was exquisite, and after being exposed, he turned the words around in a few words, neither angering the Tianfeng Ancestor, nor making everyone feel strong.

The patriarch's full name is Yuanshan Shangzun, he is a demon cultivator in the middle stage of refining the void, his strength is not strong, he is not weak, he is a master of using poison, and he is a resident monk of the Black Prison Star.

Although this old man has a cultivation of refinement, he looks no different from a bad old man wandering on the street.

But don't look at the old man's sloppy appearance, there are really not many people who dare to provoke him.

Those powerful forces on the Black Prison Star don't dare to provoke easily, because this old man has no bottom line, he does everything, and he never does it with you openly, and the tricks behind his back are endless, so you can't guard against it.

There are countless monks who have been killed by this old man.

"Don't grind, let's talk about the price." Seeing that the demon python seemed to be very interested in this pseudo-true fairy soul grass, he said impatiently.

"Hehe, since the demon lord is so anxious, the old man doesn't sell it, if he wants this immortal grass, he will exchange it for the Netherworld King grass, the old man is refining a strange poison, and he urgently needs this immortal-level poisonous weed, whoever has taken it out and the old man will exchange it immediately." Yuan Shan Shangzun said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and the Netherworld King Grass did not say that there was no entire spirit world in the Black Hell Star Domain.

This is a Nether Demon Grass that grows in the depths of the Netherworld.

It's not that this thing can't be obtained, it's just that it's too difficult, and I'm afraid that the Monk of the Tribulation has a glimmer of hope to get it.

A combined cultivator like Tianfeng Ancestor couldn't do it either.

"I'll trade it with you."

Just as the whole venue fell silent, a melancholy voice rang out.

Everyone followed the voice, and it was a strange monk who stood beside him.

Chi Guan smiled slightly, isn't this a gift for nothing, the Netherworld King Grass is naturally extremely rare to the spirit world, and it is more difficult to get it than to ascend to the sky.

But it's different for the demon python, he is originally a demon from the underworld, and his status in the Nine Nethers Country is not low, and it is not strange to have the Netherworld King Grass.

"Oh, you have? Take it out and take a look. Yuanshan Shangzun showed a touch of surprise, he didn't expect that there was really someone.

The words fell on Yuan Mountain, Shangzun's breathing was slightly unstable, and a pair of small eyes stared at the demon python, and his mood of wanting to get the Netherworld King Grass was almost uncontrollable.

Motoyama Shangzun is refining a poison called 'Immortal Slayer'.

This poisonous compound monk can't resist it, once poisoned, not only the physical body, but also the Yuan Shen will be quickly infected, from poisoning to poisoning, it only takes more than ten seconds.

If you can't take the antidote within three minutes, your body will turn into a puddle of black water, and your primordial spirit will be completely shattered and vanished.

In the more than 100,000 years of the cultivation realm, 'Immortal Slayer' has only appeared twice, and each time it appears, several great powers will fall.

At present, there is no surviving record that the Netherworld King Grass is not a material in the ancient recipe of refining the 'Killing Immortals', it should originally be the Candle Dragon Grass, and the second grass needs to be in a cold place, and it can only sprout after 10,000 years, and then it will grow in 10,000 years, and the rarity can be imagined.

However, after decades of research, Yuanshan Shangzun found that if the Candle Dragon Grass was replaced with Nether King Grass, the effect would be even better, and the toxicity of the 'Immortal Slayer' would be about doubled.

Yuan Shan Shangzun was obsessed with refining poison, and there was nothing for him that made him feel more ecstatic than refining a strange poison.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the demon python at the same time, this disguised underworld demon was not in a hurry, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a wooden box appeared in his hand and slowly opened.

A thick miasma emanated from the wooden box.

However, in the blink of an eye, many monks around him showed painful expressions, and some of them could not withstand the erosion of the miasma.

Yuanshan Shangzun was only a few meters away from the demon python, but the little old man was not affected by the rich miasma at all, and his nose sniffed vigorously, smelling the miasma with a look of enjoyment.

Yuanshan Shangzun has been dealing with poisonous weeds and demon flowers all day long, and his body has not only adapted to various poisons, but also cultivated a unique demon spirit poison body, which can be described as invulnerable.

In the middle of the wooden box lay a five-inch long brown withered grass, the blades of which were wide at the tip, and the leaf patterns on it resembled a hideous grimace.

Yuanshan Shangzun frowned slightly, "Fellow Daoist, although the old man has never seen the Netherworld King Grass, but he has rummaged through a lot of ancient books, according to the above description and some vague pictures, you are not the Ghost King Grass, but a Ghost King Grass that grows on the Death Star, the old man didn't see that it is at least three thousand years old, but it can be regarded as a treasure, it is indeed a good thing, but compared with the Ghost King Grass, it is a big deal, this thing is useless to the old man." ”

A chill appeared on the demon python's gloomy face, but he didn't expect that this old man had seen a lot and actually knew what the Netherworld King grass looked like.

"Oh? yes, isn't this Nether Grass? What a pity. The magic python pretended not to know and said, and then put away the wooden box.

A greedy color shot out of the demon python's eyes, and the smell of the true immortal soul grass in the hand of the Shangzun of Yuanshan was too sweet, and every time the demon python smelled a trace of breath, the demonic qi in its body would stir once.

It's as if an addict is enduring a drug addict with a bag of drugs in front of him.

The demon python tried its best to restrain its impulses, and the demon belonged to the highest race in the underworld, and it had long been out of the most primitive state of the ghost period.

But at this moment, the demon python has returned to that primitive state, just because the soul smell emanating from the pseudo-true immortal soul grass in the hand of Yuanshan Shangzun is too tempting.

Such a powerful soul power, the demon python has never been encountered, and this soul power is a pure soul power without any support.

At least it's the soul of a monk who has crossed the realm.

Swallowing this powerful soul power, the strength of the demon python can jump to a great realm, from a demon general to a great demon general, and even a slight possibility of evolving into a demon king, if it can really be so, the combined monk is just an ant in front of the demon python.

The demon python almost fell into a state of madness for a moment, if it weren't for the demon mind to hit the demon pill in time, I was afraid that the demon python would have rushed to the stage to kill Yuanshan Shangzun.

The demon python is not afraid of the Yuanshan Shangzun, and it is not the monks behind him.

What he was afraid of was the Tianfeng Ancestor who didn't know where.

No matter how hungry and thirsty the demon python was, he didn't dare to forget the true purpose of coming to the Tianfeng Trade Fair today--- to kill the Tianfeng Ancestor.

Even if the demon python was extremely uncomfortable at the moment, it was like an attack of drug addiction, and he didn't dare to mess with his proportions.

His Royal Highness the Prince of the Yin Si Clan, Shi Luo Jiaye's terrifying deterrent power was too strong, so that the demon python was also terrified on the Black Prison Star, and did not dare to have a trace of rebellion.

Sharaka is the seventh son of the lord of the Nine Shadows Kingdom, and the patriarch of the Yin Si clan is Sharaka's mother.

He himself is an underworld demon king, controlling an army of tens of billions of underworld ghosts, and mastering the vast underworld star field of the Yin Division of the Nine Shadows Kingdom.

Sharaka only needs one look, which is enough to make a little demon minion like the demon python kill into slag.

At the same time, there are 10 million ways to make your life worse than death.

The demon python was really afraid, scared to death, so no matter how big the temptation was, it couldn't shake his mind.

The demon python had to wait, waiting for the three of Fei Lian to finish arranging the Little Mitian Nine Shadow Array.

Once this set of dark arrays is activated, no one in this array will want to run away.

In order not to alarm the Heavenly Peak Ancestor, Fei Lian and the three of them had to slow down, so the arrangement speed was relatively slow.

More than two hours have passed, and the magic python has not received the signal that the arrangement has been completed.

This is also the reason why the magic python has patiently sat under the stage to watch the exhibits from entering the high-end venue to the present, otherwise it would have started a long time ago.

On the other side of the front row, the Earl's Mansion Wu Chanda looked at the demon python from time to time, he had never seen this person, when did the Demon Sect have such a number one person?

Similarly, Chi Guo also felt strange to the night soul sitting next to Wu Chanda, and before this, Chi Guo had no idea that there was such a person in the Earl's Court.

"Lord Night Soul, do you want to do it?" Wu Chanda's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, he had long seen that the situation was not pleasing to the eye, the Earl's Mansion had suffered a lot of Demon Sect over the years, but the current strength of the Earl's Mansion was not enough to crush the other party, so Wu Chanda had been holding back this breath.

Now with the support of the dark night of the forces behind him, he can finally vent this breath.

Wu Chanda's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at the situation, and said in his heart, hum, situation, you Demon Sect should not use the Night Killer, the Night is not something you can provoke, across the three major cultivation empires, all over every corner of the Spirit Realm, who else is there besides the dark night?

"Don't worry, there is another colleague on the way here, with him, our certainty will increase several times, the person next to him is very strange, I can't see through it." An invisible shield was held around the Night Soul's body, completely blocking out his voice, and only the Soul could hear it.

"Lord Night Soul, I don't know what kind of star killer this colleague you are talking about?" Wu Chanda asked curiously.

"Five stars."

"Shhhh Isn't that even higher than the star level of Lord Night Soul? Wu Chanda gasped.

"What's so strange about being taller than me? There are more killers with higher stars than me in the dark night, if not a thousand, there are eight hundred, and a four-star killer is nothing great, and it is only a middle level in the dark night. The Night Spirit looked at Wu Chanda with a rare and strange look.

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