Chapter 62: Flame Soul Grass
Surrounded by an underground cavern, it is extremely large, and the walls are inlaid with fiery fire spirit stones, so that even in the absence of light, the entire cavern can be illuminated.
After a long period of exploration, Mu Feng found that this cave was by no means an ordinary cave, it was not a cave created by the Blood Mountain Kun Worm himself, but it happened to be inhabited.
Because, with the coordination of this cave, no matter in any aspect, it is extremely neat, as if it was carved, how could the blood mountain kun beet have a bloodthirsty temperament, how could it be carved so neatly here.
Secondly, the main basis for judgment is that this Blood Mountain Kun Cockroach is a blind man, how can he use the Fire Spirit Stone to illuminate the cave, how can all this not be strange.
Shaking his head, he glanced at the Blood Mountain Cockroach beside him that had become a dead skin, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and now, this Blood Mountain Cockroach has been completely refined by him and has become one of his hole cards.
However, after this alternation of life and death, he really experienced how terrible it is to be weak.
If you are not strong, you will always be overridden by others, and you will be played by others between applause, because, without strong enough strength, you are nothing.
In this world, it is not cruel, the cruel thing is that you must have a cruel heart in your heart, only in this way, in this world, there is nothing more cruel to you than your heart.
Along the way, Mu Feng has always been in the dark, but after all, he can't see the exit, the whole cave is equivalent to a labyrinth, the passages are extensive, some of the depleted oil lamps on the walls, and the broken cloth, it can be seen that this cave was brilliant in the past, and it brings a sense of mystery to this cave.
Since the Blood Mountain Cocktail has a limited habitat and only walks one way, Mu Feng followed the scratches on the ground caused by its writhing body for many years to find an exit.
This cave is very wide, it is not a problem to accommodate the body of a blood mountain kun beetle, if you look at it according to modern architecture, there must be a road that can lead to a large hall, and that hall must be extremely luxurious, of course, this is only Mu Feng's own imagination.
Now, he can only honestly follow the scratches on the ground, because this is only less than twenty minutes, and before he sees the exit, he has experienced more than a hundred times just some forks, which shows that in this cave, there is no line, only the possibility of being trapped to death.
But this road is not boring, after all, this blood mountain kun is also a spiritual creature that has lived for hundreds of years, how to say that it is also a bit of a family, for example, in this cave, Mu Feng found that almost every ten meters, there is a corpse, there are beasts, Mu Feng even found that in some corners, there is a hill piled up, inside, all of which are skeletons, making the air filled with a fishy smell, which is very pungent.
However, in such a place where the flesh is strong, there must be spiritual creatures that are born by the flesh.
For example, in a blocked stone cave, Mu Feng found that the fire spirit stones in the walls here were extremely numerous.
There were even some stone-sized fire spirit stones, which made Mu Feng very happy, but what made Mu Feng even happier was still behind, there, there was a red herb growing there, exuding a scorching light, and when Mu Feng saw this grass, his breathing suddenly became short.
I saw that the root of this grass was entwined with a blood-red heart, and the most peculiar thing was that this heart was beating non-stop.
Further up, there are four fiery red leaves, on which there are no flowers, just a crystal, a centimeter long, wrapped between the leaves.
"Flame Soul Grass. ”
Mu Feng's breathing became more and more rapid, and his outstretched hand couldn't help but tremble a little, Flame Soul Grass! Here, there is actually Flame Soul Grass, and the excitement in Mu Feng's heart at this time can no longer be described in words.
This is a third-level spirit grass, its value can be compared to a superb cang, it is said that the flame soul pill made with the flame soul grass is often hot in the auction, every time it comes out, it is a battle.
Moreover, this Flame Soul Grass can be said to be difficult to bloom once in a hundred years, and the environment is extremely demanding, only in places that have evil qi, blood qi, fierce qi, and the three evil qi can be born from the spirit grass.
And just the heart and the crystal on this grass are two treasures, and the condensed Flame Soul Pill can increase the firmness of the blood groove and the purity of the blood, which can be described as very useful.
In addition to this use, this Flame Soul Pill can also improve its strength, and the effect is extremely strong, which can lay the foundation for future breakthroughs in advance and enhance the breakthrough rate.
For example, some unique disciples with family backgrounds, since they were children, they have been fed pills with blood, almost as a meal, if this Flame Soul Pill is taken at birth, when they are just born, the heavenly hole is not closed, and the endless spiritual power pours in in an instant, endlessly, and the heavenly hole is broken hard, entering the spirit, turning into the spirit, gathering the spirit, all of which are like a tide of breaking, and in the end, if you cultivate for less than a year, you can break through.
If you are cultivating hard the day after tomorrow, then you will definitely be a martial arts wizard and a hegemon in the future.
This, that is, the forging of genius, was born to lay, you will not be a weak person in the future, but some civilian children, how can there be so many pills, unless, with the qualifications against the sky, you can compare with those children.
Why? In the same world, why can the future be laid where you are born, why, there is no why, this world, there are no rules, there are no laws, and there is no so-called fairness and justice, just look at strength, in this world, strength is the capital to speak.
In the face of absolute strength, those so-called justice, laws, and fart are useless, they will only make you die worse, you are strong, you are the sky, you are the law, these, there is no doubt about it.
Genius, there is no shortage in this world, if you really want to become stronger, you can rely on your own hands, those pills are foreign things after all, far from the cohesion that you have worked hard to refine, those disciples with good backgrounds, you can't avoid premature death, and you can't avoid holding grudges, these all provide you with too many opportunities, if you want to negotiate, put your strength out first.
I'm not one of those so-called geniuses, I'm not a son who enjoys glory and wealth, I'm just a pair of hands, a pair of hands that cut off the evils of this world, a pair of hands that rely on themselves to succeed, those geniuses, in my eyes, are not farts.
Looking at the Flame Soul Grass in front of him, Mu Feng's mind appeared again with the rules of survival in this world, his breathing became heavier and heavier, thinking of those wealthy disciples who were proud and bullied others at will, and there was only anger in his heart.
Squatting down slowly, the tenacity that flashed in Mu Feng's eyes seemed to be tougher than iron, in the future, he would cut off all sins in his world, he would be justice, and he would be heaven!
"It's a lot of money. ”
Mu Feng smiled and dropped a drop of blood on the red crystal that was still surrounded by leaves, and suddenly, the crystal emitted a light, brighter and brighter, until it broke through the four leaves, and in an instant, a huge crystal appeared in front of Mu Feng's eyes, full of red and verdant.
Looking at the stunner in front of him, Mu Feng's breathing immediately became short, and he carefully uprooted the grass and received it in the storage ring, only then did he exhale as if he had just finished dismantling the bomb.
"I don't know how the night pupil is now. ”
Mu Feng sighed slightly, rolled up his sleeves with a trace of blood, and wiped away the sweat on his forehead.
It seems that this matter has nothing to do with the night pupil after all, it is because he is too hot-blooded.
Ay.
Thinking of this, Mu Feng sighed again, secretly thinking that in the future, it is better not to be too impulsive, as the so-called, impulsiveness is the devil.