Immersed in the Beihe River at the bottom of the cold pool, the Four Elephants Gong was running at this moment. For a while, the surrounding aura surged towards him like a whirlwind and clouds, all of which penetrated into his body.

Before he stepped into the Martial King's Palace, the mana in his body was dispelled, and now his body was like a dry well, in urgent need of mana.

Right now, you can even see bubbles rising in the cold pool, and the sound of gurgling is clearly resounding in the stone room.

Leng Wanwan glanced at the cold pool, and then her eyes fell on the black dark lotus in the cold pool.

Now the gap in the bud of this thing is extremely obvious, and wisps of colorful halo are overflowing from the gap.

The Black Shadow Lotus is about to bloom, and I hope that Beihe will be able to break through to the ninth level of the condensation stage before this thing completely blooms.

When she thought of this, the black and dark cave above Leng Wanwan's head suddenly emitted a spatial fluctuation, and then a burst of white light swelled, illuminating the entire stone room.

After a while, as the white light dissipated, the black and dark hole above his head disappeared, and a map of animal skins fell lightly to the ground.

Leng Wanwan looked at the Demon Yuan Order, and then swept to the side, the long sword that Beihe brought back from the Martial King Palace.

Surprised, the woman grabbed the long sword, and then she frowned. Because this long sword was so heavy that she didn't move it for a while.

But with the agitation of the mana in this woman's body, in the end, the long sword was still captured by an invisible force.

Leng Wanwan grabbed this thing in her hand, and put the four-foot-long, three-finger-wide, and dark yellow long sword in front of her eyes to look at it carefully.

This sword is extremely quaint and looks like a mortal soldier. And strangely, some traces of casting can be seen on the surface of this object.

But if you can see it, you will find that inside this long sword, there are spiritual patterns with complex structures.

This is the difference between the ancient martial arts weapon and the monk's magic weapon. One is engraved on the surface and one on the inside.

Leng Wanwan's mana was instigated into this thing, and the long sword was like a dead thing, and there was no reaction to it.

Thinking about it, this thing is an ancient martial weapon, and only the true qi of the warrior can stimulate it, and the monk's mana cannot make it move.

Eventually, the woman put down her sword and turned her gaze to the bubbling cold pool again.

In this way, ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

In these ten days, in addition to several subsides, Beihe seemed to be endlessly inhaling the aura in the cold pool. The bubbles emerging from the cold pool became more and more violent, and it could be seen that at this moment, he seemed to have reached a critical moment.

In the past ten days, the colorful halo emitted by the Black Shadow Lotus has been dazzling to the extreme, making the entire stone room beautiful.

Suddenly, an unexpected scene appeared, only to see the colorful halo emitted by the Black Shadow Lotus, and then the petals of this thing began to tremble slightly.

"Damn it!"

Leng Wanwan's face on one side changed, and this thing was about to bloom.

But in the cold pool, the North River still has not broken through.

At the same time, it was sunset outside the Arashiyama Sect, but compared to the past, the sunset on the horizon was extremely dazzling, and it seemed that the entire sky was infected, like a sea of blood.

Visions began to appear.

"Buzz!"

Just when Leng Wanwan was struggling and didn't know what to do, a violent mana fluctuation suddenly spread from the cold pool.

For just this moment, Leng Wanwan was overjoyed.

She flipped over and pulled out a two-finger-wide, half-foot-long arcing flying blade. It was all golden, as if it were made of gold.

As soon as she took it out, Leng Wanwan threw it away, and the golden flying blade levitated.

The woman bit the tip of her tongue in pain, and with a "poof", a mouthful of blue essence blood sprayed on the golden flying blade.

As she squeezed, the blue essence blood melted into the golden flying blade.

The surface of the flying blade was full of golden light, like a golden sun, which made people dare not look at it directly. From this object, there is also an astonishing fluctuation.

This fluctuation was extremely violent, and it didn't seem like it could be performed by a Transformation Stage cultivator at all.

Not only that, but at this moment, the flying blade trembled wildly, as if it was a little uncontrollable.

At this time, Leng Wanwan's mana in her body was almost half drained, and her face became slightly pale.

"Hurry!"

But listening to this woman's coquettish shout, she pointed at the black dark lotus in front of her.

"Whew!"

The golden flying blade suspended above the woman's head turned into a golden light and shot towards the Black Shadow Lotus.

"Poof...... Poof......"

I only heard two soft sounds, one after the other.

The next moment, I saw that the colorful halo filled the stone room suddenly dimmed.

Leng Wanwan was overjoyed, and an object shot out of the air and was caught in her hand.

If you look closely, the thing in her hand is the black dark lotus.

The object was severed from the lower end of the bud by the golden flying blade, which then sank into the stone wall behind it. The previous two soft sounds came from this.

Although this thing is an elixir, it is indestructible in itself, and even if ordinary low-level monks encounter it, they will not be able to hurt it in the slightest, let alone pick it up.

Just like Beihe back then, a sword qi technique stimulated and slashed on it, and this thing was intact.

This time, in order to pick this Black Shadow Lotus, Leng Wanwan also spent a lot of effort and found a sharp weapon to pick this thing in one fell swoop.

And when the flower of the Black Lotus fell into her hand, she saw that the petals of the thing opened the gap and shrank suddenly, and finally turned into a budding lotus flower.

Not only that, but the petal withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a parched-looking fruit.

At the same time, the red glow in the sky above the Arashiyama Sect gradually dimmed.

This thing is picked before it is ripe, so it naturally does not cause a vision of heaven and earth. And if this matter is known to the old monster in the infancy stage, I am afraid that he will scold Leng Wanwan for being a violent thing.

After the woman picked the black dark lotus, the lotus stem standing in the cold pool also quickly withered.

Seeing the dried buds in her hands, there was some curiosity in Leng Wanwan's beautiful eyes.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, there was another soft sound, and the dried buds in her hands disappeared into a pile of gray powder.

"This ......"

Leng Wanwan was obviously a little stunned.

What surprised the woman even more was that she noticed something in the pile of powder in her palm. I saw her open mouth and blow away, blowing away the powder in her palm.

And then in the palm of her hand, there was something left. It was about the size of a finger, and it was round as a whole.

"Lotus seeds. Leng Wanwan muttered.

After speaking, she also looked at the five lotus seeds of the Black Netherworld Lotus with a strange look.

Throughout the ages, I'm afraid no one would pick the Black Shadow Lotus before it was ripe. I don't know if there will be lotus seeds left after the buds wither.

You don't have to think about it to guess that these lotus seeds must contain the surging medicinal power of the Black Netherworld Lotus, even if it is not as good as the Black Netherworld Lotus after blooming, but it is not comparable to ordinary elixirs.

When she thought of this, in the cold pool on her side, the aura filled with the pool became thinner and thinner, and in the end, the cold pool completely turned into a pool of stagnant water.

"Hula!"

A figure swept up from the cold pool and stood on the water's bank, which was the North River.

At this moment, a condensed ninefold cultivation fluctuation emanated from him.

Beihe took a picture of the shirt on one side, and put it on his body with a shake.

After seeing him break through, Leng Wanwan smiled slightly. What surprised this woman Leng Wanwan was that Beihe at this moment seemed to be a little older than ten days ago, not only wrinkles, but even the old age spots on her body became more and more obvious, and her body shape was more and more rickety.

This is actually because Beihe broke through to the middle stage of the god realm in the palace of the martial king, and the realm between the warrior and the monk once again clashed.

Bei He didn't seem to notice this, and at this moment he looked up at Leng Wanwan and showed a smile.

From the current point of view, everything is developing extremely smoothly, and he has successfully broken through to the ninth level of the condensation period, and he is only one step away from the transformation period.

Thinking back to everything in the Wuwang Palace before, Beihe only felt a little embarrassed.

He was just a condensation stage monk, and he dared to fight with a group of old monsters in the Yuan Infant stage, I am afraid that no one would believe it if he said it.

However, this is also limited to the Martial King's Palace, which is a place where the monk's mana will be suppressed to the greatest extent.

In the Martial King Palace, I am afraid that even one percent of the strength of the old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage will not be able to exert one. And the strength of his martial arts was not affected in the slightest.

In the past, when Beihe did not appear, the Wuwang Palace was not in any danger for many monks, and every time it was opened, everyone would step into it, some to find treasures by chance, and some to dig out the secrets of the ancient warrior monks.

Although most of these people don't get any benefits every time they step into it, they still enjoy it, and even rush to it.

And in the end, most of the Yuan Infant Stage monks gradually lost interest in the Wuwang Palace, and the people who stepped into the Wuwang Palace were more of some monks in the Yudan period and the Yuan Dynasty.

Since Beihe first stepped into the Martial Palace, these monks were no longer safe, because he was a martial artist and he dared to kill.

Presumably after his second trip to the Martial King Palace, the next time he wants to go to the Martial King Palace, the monk will have to consider one or two, whether he has the courage to step into it again.

Beihe had already decided that as long as he could break through to the Transformation Yuan Stage, then next time he would inevitably step into the Martial King Palace again.

The teleportation array in the palace of King Nawu may be a way out for him. Maybe you can teleport to the continent of the ancient martial monks through that formation.

But then Beihe shook his head again, the premise of all this was that he could break through to the Transformation Yuan Stage first and increase his life span by a hundred years.

In addition, the prohibition of the eighteenth-layer palace was obviously not something that his current martial artist's cultivation could open.

So he came to his senses and looked down at the palm of his hand, and on his middle finger, with a ring.

Beihe took off the ring and put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.

The prohibition in the palace of the Martial King will suppress the mana, and even the monk's storage bag and magic weapon can be eroded. But this is not the case for the storage ring of the warrior. Therefore, the treasure in this storage ring may be intact.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe's heart was extremely hot.

The true qi in his body agitated and was injected into the storage ring.

Before, in the Martial King Palace, he just tried it and found that he couldn't open it. But now he has the time and energy to study it.

But to Beihe's disappointment and annoyance, no matter how he tried, the storage ring in his hand did not react, and every time his true qi was injected into it, it would be blocked by a layer of invisible power.

Although he couldn't see that layer of invisible power with the naked eye, it was like an iron wall, indestructible, and he couldn't open it at all with his current means and strength.

So Beihe looked at Leng Wanwan on the side and said, "This thing is called a storage ring, it is a space magic weapon of an ancient martial monk, you can try to see if you can open it." ”

Hearing this, Leng Wanwan's eyes flashed, and then she took the storage ring.

It's just that this woman only has mana in her body, and even Beihe, a martial artist, can't open this thing, let alone her, and it ended in failure after some attempts.

This result had long been expected by Beihe, so he was not too disappointed.

At this time, he remembered that when he first stepped into the cultivation, he had an unscrupulous storage bag in his hand, and at that time he was also not strong enough to open it.

The current scene is very similar to that year.

At this moment, Beihe thought of something again, only to see him grab the storage bag on one side, and the mana agitation was injected into it.

With the next breath, he took out two yellowed books from his storage bag.

These two classics are the two ancient martial arts books he got when he first stepped into the palace of King Wu.

At the beginning, he was illiterate, but now he can finally see what these two exercises are.

In a slightly excited mood, Bei He's eyes burned to look at a few big characters on the covers of the two classics.

"Two-finger Zen. ”

"Feign death. ”

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Chapter 219: Black Lotus Blooms