Chapter Forty-Eight: The Soul Golden Cicada
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After Xiao Yao and the six of them solved the shadow stream that ambushed them in the cave, they continued to walk forward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Along the way, they occasionally met scattered cultivators in twos and threes, but after those people saw the cultivation of Xiao Yao's group, they all hid far away. They didn't find any tempting treasures, just some Yuan Stones.
"What kind of heavenly tomb, I've been walking for so long, except for a few yuan stones, there is nothing!" Zhan Ying played with the yuan stone in his hand and muttered dissatisfiedly.
Xiao Yao smiled and comforted: "How can treasures be so easy to get, the Heavenly Tomb is so big, we haven't reached a tenth of it yet, and there are opportunities in the future." ”
At this moment, a loose cultivator ran past them in a hurry. Due to running Tai Chi, he accidentally hit Mo Li's arm, staggered, and fell to the ground. This person is relatively thin and small, and he only has the cultivation of the Casting Fetal Realm. In the casual cultivation of Yishui City, it is not bad to have such a cultivation.
He stood up, looked at Xiao Yao and the others, and found that each of them had a stronger aura than himself. Looking at Mo Li's dark face, he was beating a drum in his heart, his eyes were full of fear, and he couldn't stop nodding to Mo Li: "Senior, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"
Hearing that he was called Senior Moli, everyone couldn't help but laugh. Mo Li is only seventeen years old today, not yet eighteen. It's just that his face is darker, and he has tendons and flesh, so he looks older.
Mo Li didn't care, waved his hand at him, and said indifferently, "It's okay!" The loose cultivator didn't expect Mo Li to be so easy to talk to, and his heart suddenly relaxed, and he immediately turned around and retreated.
"Wait!" As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Xiao Yao. He turned around and bent down towards Xiao Yao and asked, "This young master, I don't know what to call Xiao Xiao?"
Xiao Yao: "Let me ask you, why were you in a hurry just now?" Xiao Yao saw his hurried appearance just now, and immediately became suspicious. Inside the Heavenly Tomb, there are dangers everywhere, and the deeper you go, the more dangers there are. All the people who come to explore the treasure are cautious step by step, and they are as anxious as him, which is really suspicious, so Xiao Yao asked him like this.
Seeing Xiao Yao ask him like this, the scattered cultivator's eyes dodged and hesitated: "This ......"
"Say it quickly!" Seeing him hesitate, Xiao Yao knew that there must be something strange here, and glared at him sharply. The loose cultivator's legs suddenly weakened, and he said helplessly to Xiao Yao: "To tell you the truth, I just received a signal from my companion that a treasure was found in the grotto in front of me. I was afraid that I would be late and the baby would be snatched away, so I hurried over, but I didn't expect to bump into a few people on the road. ”
"Baby?" Zhan Ying's eyes suddenly lit up, he jumped out, urging: "In which grotto?
Under the authority of Xiao Yao and others, he had to lead the way in front. After walking for two quarters of an hour, the people came to the door of a grotto. When they entered the grotto, they found that there was a cave inside. The space in this grotto was huge, twice as large as the cave they had fought with the Shadow Stream in front of them.
In the center of the grotto, there is a stone platform. There are several golden cicadas on the stone platform, which are crawling on it, making a squeaking sound. On the cicada's body, there is a layer of golden shell slowly falling off.
Mo Yanyu stared at the stone platform and exclaimed: "Soul Golden Cicada! And it's a molting golden cicada! It seems that we are lucky!"
Xiao Yao looked at the soul golden cicada that was molting, and asked towards Mo Yanyu, "What is the soul golden cicada?"
Mo Yanyu took a deep breath, letting her excitement gradually calm down, and then she spoke leisurely: "The soul golden cicada is a strange thing, extremely rare. They feed exclusively on the souls of cultivators, and although they don't have any attack power, they are extremely fast and extremely difficult to catch. Before they die, they shed a layer of gold shell. Inside the golden shell, it contains the soul power that they have collected all their lives. These soul powers are extremely pure, without a single blemish. If you use their shells as the main medicine, and then combine them with a few medicinal materials that nourish the soul and strengthen the soul, you can refine it into the Luo Yuan Dan. After taking it, it can not only greatly increase the soul strength of the cultivator, but also increase the success rate of advancing to the Soul Yuan Realm when the cultivation reaches the peak of the Returning Yuan Realm!"
When he heard that the soul golden cicada shell contained pure soul power, Xiao Yao's heart was already beating violently. The reason why the Soul Golden Cicada was able to strongly attract him was not because its shell was the main medicine for refining the Soul Yuan Pill, which could help cultivators at the peak of the Returning Yuan Realm to impact the Soul Yuan Realm, but because the soul power could be absorbed by the Seven Heavenly Trick Hearts, open the heart eyes above, and allow themselves to gain more powerful abilities. Soul power was exactly what he desperately needed.
Under the stone platform, there were already full of cultivators who were eyeing the soul golden cicada shell on the platform. At the front of these cultivators, there were two groups of people facing each other. On one side are two scholars, both of whom are cultivators of the eightfold fetal realm. On the other side, there was a young man in a white robe and a long sword on his back, and he exuded a sharp aura. Xiao Yao checked his vitality fluctuations, it was weaker than Mo Li, but it was much stronger than Mo Yanyu, it should be the eighth level of the Casting Realm. Next to him stood a woman wearing a veil and carrying a guqin on her back. The aura on this woman's body was hazy, making it impossible to see her cultivation.
Zhan Ying walked out from the side, pointed to the woman with the guqin on her back and said, "Isn't this the top snow family of Fengyue Tower, why is she here?"
Xiao Yao had the same doubts as Zhan Ying, but after a while, an expression of sudden realization appeared on his face. The snow family is a cultivator of music and dancers, and what music and dancers are best at is to influence the minds of others with magical music and moving dance postures, so that people can indulge in it. The stronger their souls, the more deceptive their music and dancing become. And this mixed golden cicada shell happens to strengthen people's souls. Xiao Yao said to Zhanying: "Because she needs the golden cicada shell very much!"
The soul golden cicada on the "Squeak ......" stone platform has been shelled for more than half of the time. The crowd in the audience has begun to move.
At this moment, there was movement among the two groups of people facing each other at the front. A scholar arched his hand towards the Xue family and the young man with the sword on his back, and said, "Two, my name is Zhang Cheng, and I am from the Kangan Star Palace. This soul golden cicada is very important to me, and I hope the two of you will give me a face. ”
As soon as the words "Righteous Qi Academy" came out, the crowd that was still about to move just now suddenly quieted down. Not only are the cultivation of these two people strong, but the name of the Righteous Qi Academy alone makes them have no thoughts about the soul golden cicada shell on the stage.
Everyone Xue shook his head, his lips opened slightly, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't give you this face, because I also need the Soul Golden Cicada very much." ”
"Since Qianxue wants this soul golden cicada, then I'm sorry, I can't give this face!" The young man with the sword on his back showed his attitude with his arms in both hands.
It turned out that Xue's family was called Xue Qianxue, and listening to the words of the young man with the sword on his back, he seemed to have a little admiration for Xue Qianxue.
"Our Confucianism talks about courtesy before soldiers, and I have already said good things in the front, so don't blame us for being polite!" After Zhang Cheng reported the name of the Zhengqi Academy, he was still ruthlessly rejected by the two in front of him in the public order. He was angry in his heart, and his sleeve robe swelled, which was about to make a move. And another scholar is also ready to go.
Xue Qianxue sat on the ground, took off the guqin on her back, and laid it flat on her knees, her long hair was windless. And the young man with the sword on his back, still holding his arms in his hands, stood beside her, his knuckles tapping on his arms again and again.
The atmosphere in the grotto suddenly became solemn.
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