Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Birth of the Spiritual Root VII
The resentful spirit is originally a wisp of spirit born with resentment before the death of life, such as the many mine slaves and slave soldiers in the no-man's land of the fire dark mine, these resentful spirits will only instinctively perform "soul shock" and invade people's souls.
However, the resentful spirits in the Babel Pillar are obviously different, and they have transformed into some kind of rare thing, confusing people's minds and waiting for an opportunity to devour people's souls. The gray giant bear in front of him can not only whistle and hurt people's souls, but also has a little spiritual intelligence, knowing how to protect natural spiritual things, perhaps this is its memory before his death.
The moment Yun Si slapped his palm, Wei Zhen took out the spirit bow behind his back and shot out a "Cangling Arrow", which was purely his instinctive feeling, and the "Cangling Arrow" might cause some kind of accidental damage to the gray giant bear.
This gray bear is no longer like ordinary wraiths, and it cannot be approached easily by the living, otherwise the death aura it exudes alone is enough to make people feel horrified.
Mu Ziyin was not affected by the roaring sound, and there was an extra Guyue scimitar in his right hand at some point, and the pattern carving of the blade was extremely exquisite and simple, and at a glance, he knew that it was not an ordinary spiritual weapon.
Her body is slightly bent, and the scimitar gently slashes obliquely, which is exactly Mu's spiritual skill "Void Sky Knife" starting style, and the knife marks are traceless, if it is empty.
The gray giant bear recognized that the three of them were powerful, so he turned around and fled.
When Wei Zhen shot an arrow, his body had already chased out, and the black stick was thrown out by him at this time, just piercing into the tail of the giant bear.
At the same time, there was a sword light flying on the right side of the front, which was directly slashed at the gray giant bear's head, the sword light directly revealed a ruthless meaning, the grizzly bear howled miserably, half of the head had been cut off, and at the same time, the huge body quickly shrank, and was absorbed by the black stick in a blink of an eye, leaving only a black stem with a bright red leaf, but it was grabbed into the mouth by the little black black claw.
A cold and arrogant figure stepped out from behind a tree, glanced at the three of them indifferently, and said, "I will take one of this golden spirit fruit, which can be regarded as owing you a favor." ”
Without further ado, he walked straight under the tree.
"No, I can't. "The figure of Yun Si flashed, and it was already in front of this person. "The Golden Spirit Fruit was the first thing we discovered, and besides, the giant bear was also killed by Brother Wei. ”
At this time, Wei Zhen withdrew the black stick and stood with Yun Si.
"Do you want to bully more with less?" said the arrogant young man with a sneer.
"You forcibly seize the characters, and you dare to speak falsely?" Yun Si waited coldly,-for-tat.
"Because I have this qualification!" said the arrogant young man with a sneering attitude.
"What about the disciples of the Beiling Sect, I'm not afraid of you!" Yun Si was aroused by his invincible demeanor, and his whole person's momentum changed suddenly, and the white light between his palms slowly surged.
The cold and arrogant young man stared, snorted through his nose, and said in a cold voice: "It turns out that you are from the Emperor Liberation Palace, then I am about to receive the lesson!"
A pure white snow sword suddenly appeared, and nine spins were connected to his palm, and nine snowflake-like swords flew out in an instant, which was exactly one of the "Snow Moon Flying" in the spiritual skill of the Beiling Sect "Great Moon Sword Technique", but his cultivation was insufficient, and he was far from reaching that state.
Wei Zhen heard Yun Si call the cold and arrogant young man a disciple of the Beiling Sect, but he didn't expect that Yun Si would be a person from the spirit world, in his impression, the spirit world was as mysterious as the people of the Shura Kingdom, and few people mentioned it.
He stretched out his hand to pull Mu Ziyin away for a few points, did not rush to make a move, and calmly watched the battle between the two.
The moment the cold and arrogant young man's sword skills were used, the white light between his palms rose like two rounds of small suns, as if it could dissolve everything, and the nine snowflake sword rays came in the blink of an eye, colliding violently with the two rounds of small suns, and after a while, the white light of the sword disappeared at the same time.
"It is rumored that the spiritual skill of the Emperor Liberation Palace's 'Palm Shengyuan' can defuse all attacks, but when I see it today, it is a bit exaggerated. The arrogant young man sneered.
Blood dripped from Yun Si's left palm, and he had already suffered some minor injuries under the blow. "You are so crazy, I am not good at learning my own arts, what does it have to do with my master's skills?"
As soon as Yun Si finished speaking, he heard Wei Zhen say, "Would you like to take my sword?"
The cold and arrogant young man showed contempt, in his eyes, Wei Zhen's cultivation was not worthy of being his opponent.
Wei Zhen didn't say a word, and took out the two-foot short sword, although he had the first experience, but this second spiritual power input was still not much better than the first time, the spiritual power in his body was sucked into the short sword, and after only four or five breaths, his body was drained again, he had already taken the "Battle Spirit Pill" at this time, and his spiritual power cultivation was equivalent to a sixth-level spirit master, but it was still far from enough to urge the "Xiula Sword".
With the influx of spiritual power, the "Shura Sword" finally had a slight change, and the crimson light at the tip of the sword flashed, and there was a hidden ferocious intent emanating.
The arrogant young man finally sensed a little threat, and his face changed sharply. "A sword is a good sword! It's a pity you don't know how to use it. ”
The pure white snow sword he used was not an ordinary spiritual weapon, but made of the thousand-year-old ice of the Northern Ling Sect, and the meaning of attention gradually appeared in his eyes, and the sword momentum changed, and he waved it in mid-air, slowly drawing a round of green moon, but unfortunately this round of blue moon took shape, and it was not very clear, and it was suddenly surrounded by the tip of the sword, and it was shrouded in Wei Zhen's figure.
Wei Zhen's whole body spiritual power was sucked dry by the "Xiula Sword", he barely raised the sword and stood up, as if he had lost his strength, his right hand slowly slid down, and then a wisp of Yin red sword light flew out, and the Qingyue sword suddenly met in mid-air, between breaths, the green moon shattered, the green light scattered, and the wisp of Yin red line sword light also became much thinner, but it still passed through the side of the cold and arrogant young man's body.
Wei Zhen had already lost his strength and stood in place, his clothes were cut by the sword scattered by the blue moon, and a few distinct blood marks appeared.
The arrogant young man turned his feet and turned away. "Although my sword is not as good as yours, I, Nangong Yi, will never forget today's defeat?" There was a pool of blood left in the place where he was standing, and the person had gone far away.
Yun Si watched this scene in disbelief, he could see this battle clearly, although Wei Zhen had the advantage of the spiritual weapon in his hand, he did defeat the people of the Northern Ling Sect. In fact, disciples of great sects like him and Leng Ao Young Man all have life-saving means, but they have not yet used them.
"Help me, take off the Golden Spirit Fruit, let's go!" Wei Zhen smiled bitterly, he had already experienced the consequences of using the "Shura Sword", but he didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable the second time.
The three of them no longer went deeper, withdrew for a distance, Wei Zhen took the "Yunling Pill", and it was not until half an hour later that he finally barely recovered.
"Brother Wei, you eat this first, the most important thing is to improve your cultivation right now!" Yun Si handed over the two "Golden Spirit Fruits" directly.
Wei Zhen was unceremonious, took a bite and swallowed it, and in an instant, he felt that there were two pure and rich spiritual powers dissolving in his body, he didn't dare to slack off a little, meditated and concentrated, and tried his best to control these two spiritual powers to continuously impact the various branches of the second main vein in his body.
Time passed slowly, Wei Zhen didn't know how long it had been, only to feel that the two spiritual powers gradually merged into one, and after breaking through the seventh branch of the vein, the power slowly dissipated.
At this moment, an indescribable feeling overflowed from Wei Zhen's heart, originally taking the "Battle Spirit Pill", although his cultivation was greatly improved, he was always able to clearly realize that this cultivation did not really belong to him, and the branches in his body were only temporarily opened, and when the time came, they would be closed by themselves.
But at this moment, this feeling was completely different, after dissolving the medicinal power of the two golden spirit fruits, his cultivation had been upgraded to a seventh-level spirit master in one step, and he had crossed two small realms in a row, which was already very amazing.
Yun Si secretly thought to the side: "With Brother Wei's cultivation, how can he be a ninth-level spirit master now, how can he still be a seventh-level spirit master?" He naturally didn't know that Wei Zhen's previous cultivation relied on the power of a pill, and Wei Zhen's cultivation of the Shura clan's bone refining and blood melting methods, part of the spiritual power was absorbed by the sacrificial bones and blood, so he couldn't continue to break through.
"Ziyin, Yun Si, thank you!" Wei Zhen got up and thanked him, for the first time in his heart at this moment, he had a strong sense of self-confidence, although compared to his sect disciples, the gap was still not small, but it was not far behind.
Yun Si looked at him carefully, and then another extremely real feeling was born in his heart, unless he used the means of pressing the bottom, he was no longer Wei Zhen's opponent.
After eating the food, the three of them ran towards the depths of the forest sea, and encountered many resentful monsters and a few resentful beasts like gray giant bears on the way, all of which were killed by their joint efforts, but Xiao Hei Hei only devoured the pure black stems, and no longer cared about the few stems that grew bright red leaves.
The three of them didn't know how long they had been traveling, and they met several waves of other sect disciples on the way, and they all gave way to each other. When the three of them stopped to rest again, several people rushed out of the woods on the left, led by Mu Ding Mountain, his team was strong, all of them were eighth/ninth level spirit masters.
When he suddenly saw Mu Ziyin, his expression immediately revealed a little joy, and he exclaimed, "Ziyin, why are you here?"
His eyes immediately swept away, and he had recognized Wei Zhen beside her, and there was a slight suspicion in his eyes, seeing that Wei Zhen's cultivation was improving again, and he glanced at Yun Si again, and then stopped paying attention.
Mu Ziyin said quietly: "I was rescued by Wei Zhen and came here. ”
"Oh?" said Mu Dingshan, a little skeptically. Mu Ziyin's disappearance for several months was no secret in the Mu family's main sect.
"What about the others?" he asked, asking about the disciples of the sect who had disappeared with her.
Mu Ziyin frowned, as if she didn't mention this topic. "I don't know, maybe they're all dead. ”
Mu Dingshan frowned when she saw her, but she thought that someone else was present, she didn't want to say more, and said happily at the moment: "It's okay, let's talk about this matter later." Come with me, this place looks very strange! I've been walking around here for a long time, but I still can't get out of this forest. ”
"No, I have my own companions. Mu Ziyin's voice suddenly had a little coldness, although Mu Dingshan was of the same clan as her, the two had very little interaction on weekdays.