Chapter 8: The Divine Mind Descends

On a lonely cliff, no more than ten steps square, a huge figure exuding a hazy glow sat on it.

The clouds and mist are ethereal all around, and the bottom is a deep ravine, and as far as the eye can see, the distant sky is full of peaks and peaks, and the smoke and rain are hazy, revealing a beautiful landscape with elegant color.

The process of snatching the elixir this time was unusually smooth.

Originally, he thought that he would go through a fight like before, and kill the demon beasts entrenched near the elixir before he could successfully obtain the elixir.

But in fact, the vast majority of demon beasts, after seeing his huge body that far surpassed the demon beasts of the same realm, and thus judged that his threat was not low, they all chose to retreat very wisely.

There are no demon beasts, and they will fight to the death with demon beasts of their level for no reason.

Even if it is predatory, it will often only choose those demon beasts whose realm is far lower than themselves and have no threat.

Everyone in the world thinks that humans are intelligent and rational, and monsters are bloodthirsty and crazy.

But this is not the case, even if the beasts in the wilderness are fighting for the territory of their mates, they will not fight to the death with their opponents, and the losers will not even be too seriously injured, and often through roaring and deterrence, the winner can be decided.

However, human beings often gamble their lives desperately for women and power, even if they know that they are invincible, they have to fight, and finally die and die, and they still do not repent.

Or because of a little friction, it escalates from insults to fights, and finally becomes a life-and-death fight, and what is done is nothing more than a false dignity.

In the bodies of beasts, there is only the instinct to survive, and there are no complex emotions like humans, and this has not changed in any way after they have become demons.

Like the silver pangolin he encountered at the beginning, the level of demonic energy he exuded at that time was not high, only one layer of qi refining.

And that pangolin is a third-level qi refining body, and in the face of a demon beast with a lower realm than himself, and it is in his own territory, it is naturally impossible to retreat.

This time, he harvested a total of four elixirs, all of which were swallowed by him and refined, which greatly increased the spiritual energy in his body, and it was not far from breaking through again and becoming a third-level qi refining layer.

Next, as long as he swallows another elixir, it should be able to help him break through.

And judging from the intensity of the aura of the surrounding environment, there should be an elixir in the deep gully below.

It's just that there is a demon python that has reached the sixth level of qi refining and gave birth to a demon pill.

With his current strength, he didn't dare to say that he could safely defeat a demon beast of this level.

Because the demon beast reaches the sixth layer of qi refining and gives birth to the demon pill, it will undergo earth-shaking changes, not to mention the great increase in spiritual intelligence, and the means of using spiritual energy will also increase instinctively.

Even some demon beasts with magical bloodlines will master some magical powers in advance at this stage.

After fighting with other demon beasts recently, he also roughly judged how far his strength had become.

It can suppress most of the demon beasts of the fifth layer of qi refining, but the demon beasts of the sixth layer of qi refining are not sure.

So he planned to wait for the feast to be stacked on top of each other, and then to deal with the demon python.

While thinking about it, Su Yuheng suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction in the forest.

A middle-aged monk with broad shoulders and a narrow waist was walking out of the woods, approaching him, and respectfully said, "I have seen the king!" ”

This person was none other than Chen Yannian, who had been put back to the Shenyue faction by him before.

Su Yuheng could see that Chen Yannian's figure was a little uncertain, like a reflection in the water, which would be wrinkled by the breeze at any time, broken and dispersed.

This should be the magic weapon that Shen Yue sent to him.

Su Yuheng bowed slightly, the wisps of wind and clouds gathered around him, and his breath was deep and unfathomable, revealing his divine side.

When Chen Yannian saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart, could this demon be about to cross the catastrophe?

When the demon beast breaks through the foundation and achieves the demon general, there will be a heaven and earth thunder tribulation to test the tribulator, if it can survive smoothly, it can continue to walk on this path of cultivation.

And if it can't be crossed, it will naturally turn into ashes under the thunderstorm, and all the hard work will be in vain, and it will be reduced to a handful of loess.

As Su Yuheng's cultivation gradually improved, the charm that belonged to the ancient demigod immortal thunder was gradually revealed, and Chen Yannian, who had cultivated to only the third level of qi refining, naturally couldn't see his true cultivation.

"Since your faction sent you to meet me, you must have agreed to my previous suggestion?"

Su Yuheng held his head in one hand and looked down at Chen Yannian below.

Chen Yannian hurriedly responded: "Exactly, but our sect leader wants to discuss the details of the transaction with the king in person." ”

Su Yuheng's eyebrows tightened suddenly, the master of the Shenyue Sect was a foundation building monk, and in the face of this kind of cultivator who was a great realm above him, he didn't have the slightest ability to resist, so no matter what, it was impossible for him to meet with him.

As if seeing Su Yuheng's thoughts, Chen Yannian hurriedly said: "It's not to meet and talk, but to talk to the king in the way that the leader of the contemptible sect descends with divine thoughts." ”

"Huh? Divine thoughts? ”

Su Yuheng suddenly became cautious, divine thoughts are possessed by every living being who has entered the cultivation realm, but the means to use divine thoughts to cast magical spells are extremely rare, and they can often be used only by cultivating to reach the realm of Jindan.

The Jiuyue Daoist of the Shenyue Sect Master is just a foundation building monk, and he still has such a method, which is a bit unbelievable.

Looking at Chen Yannian again, his person still looks respectful, this method of divine thought advent is actually not a magical means mastered by the Jiuyue Dao people themselves.

With his cultivation in the foundation building realm, he couldn't do this at all, and he relied on the help of a superb spiritual weapon called "Leaving the Source to Send Prayer Beads" to perform such a powerful method.

This bead can hold a wisp of divine thought into it, and when necessary, it can be stimulated, exerting the same power as the true divine thought descending supernatural power.

In the cultivation path, the flow of magic weapons is generally divided into spiritual weapons, magic weapons, magic weapons, and so on.

And with the four products of the extreme, the upper, middle and lower grades to distinguish the power of the magic weapon in more detail.

The Jiuyue Dao people have such a special superlative spiritual weapon as the Origin Prayer Bead in their hands, and naturally they also have a great opportunity.

As for the so-called "Divine Thoughts Descending", Chen Yannian naturally couldn't tell him, and after a little explanation, he stood respectfully in place, waiting for Su Yuheng's reply.

Su Yuheng's eyes flashed, although the other party was a foundation building monk, but what came this time was just a wisp of divine thought, and if he wanted to take him down, there was almost no such possibility.

After his mind turned around, a smile appeared on his face, "Then please ask your sect leader to take control!" ”

When the words fell, Chen Yannian suddenly secretly moved the Departure Prayer Bead that he had brought with him this time.

In an instant, an unfamiliar aura suddenly rose from his body, like a mountain, thick and steady, directly suppressing Chen Yannian's own aura to the lowest point.

A young and deep voice suddenly sounded from the mouth of "Chen Yannian".

"Poor Dao Jiuyue, Taoist friends are polite."