Chapter Thirty-Seven: Candle Flame Draws Blood to Guide the Way
"That's true, I'm about to ask my husband. "Zhi Hunt is really humble and polite, and he is like a killer who didn't say a word before.
"You can teach. In this world, only those who turn their faces as fast as turning a book live for a long time. The old man looked at him with a grin and explained, "This place is the secret realm of the entrance to the leyline vortex, and it is called the 'Pylorus Throat Cage'. ”
"It's a wonderful place. You think it's dark all around, but it's not, it's just that your eyes can't catch the light. ”
"When you can't see anything, it's a dark cage, and you never end it, even if you walk for a lifetime. When you can see it, the roads are orderly and the scenery is distinct, leading clearly to the deeper secret realms of the leyline vortex. ”
"Legend has it that there is a law between heaven and earth: 'What I see is there, and what I don't see is not there.'" If you don't have a pylorus in your eyes, it doesn't exist. Conversely, it will be born in an instant because of your gaze......"
The old man talked for a long time, and Zhi Zhenzhen pondered for a moment and asked, "Dare to ask the old man, how can I see it below?"
The old man shook the fishtail, pointed to the "candle" above his head, and said slowly: "This is our horn candle, which can be unimpeded in the pyloric throat cage." As long as its light is brighter, you can get a rough idea. ”
Zhi Hunt Zhen carefully observed the blue light, the light flame was a little cold, erratic, as if it would be extinguished with a light blow.
"All it takes is a little demon blood to make the horned candle light up. The old man approached Zhi Kari Zhen and laughed vigorously, the layers of wrinkles on his face trembled with blue light, which looked particularly weird.
Zhi Hunt Zhen was not intimidated by it, but remembered the words of "trading with the leyline race" mentioned by Mole Smoke Spirit Xiaoqi, since it is a transaction, it should not be a matter of killing people and overselling goods, forced buying and selling, etc. He pondered for a while and said, "Please also ask the old man to have something to say." ”
"Hehe, this time the old decay can finally fight the tooth sacrifice. The old man smacked his lips, shook his fishtail happily, and buried his head in Shikari, "Young man, sit down first." ”
Zhi Hunt Zhen jumped onto the back of the fish, and according to the other party's instructions, cut his wrist, allowing the blood from the wound to drip on the horned candle.
With the sound of "Wow-", the blue light was flourishing, and the blood-sucking candle flame immediately expanded, becoming as big as a lantern, illuminating the surroundings clearly.
Shikari saw himself in a sparkling and strange river, the crimson of the sunset, and the hazy reflection of cloud-like shadows, uncertain.
Floating on the surface of the water are jade leaves as big as a flat boat, the jade leaves are colorful, smooth and transparent, as if smeared with a layer of bright and smooth oil, exuding a Laneige-like fragrance. Zhi Jia really took a few sips, and suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and the pain of knowing the sea was also relieved by one or two points.
He turned his head and saw Fuji standing on a jade leaf beside him, shaking his legs boredly and yawning. When Fuji bumped into the gaze cast by Zhi Hunting, he immediately snorted coldly, his waist and legs were as straight as a sword, and he looked proudly at the sky with his hands in his hands.
Zhi Hunt Zhen smiled, stretched out his hand to caress the jade leaves, the tentacles of the leaves were cold, and the veins were all smooth and wonderful, very much like a martial arts and magic trick that fit the nature of heaven and earth. Zhi Hunt really looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but concentrate on deducing, comparing it with his own sword moves, and he actually had quite a feeling.
The old man slowly swam past the jade leaves with Zhi Zhenzhen on his back, with a pleasant expression on his face, his withered old face had added a little blood, and his skin was gradually full, like a mosquito that had sucked enough blood. "Beware of the shadows in the water, this thing is so evil. He shook the candle and reminded, "Some demons just keep staring at them and finally disappear for no apparent reason. ”
"Disappeared?" Zhi Hunt said strangely, he inadvertently glanced at it a few times, and the demon body immediately became like a chicken blood, and became full of energy and infinite strength.
"No one knows where those demons have gone, and they can't be found in the leyline vortex anyway. The old man said hesitantly, "No one can figure out what the cloud shadows are, but the fluctuating magical thoughts here are all emanating from them. ”
Zhi Hunt Zhen stared at the shadows of the clouds in the water, and it didn't take long for his heart to palpitate, and he instinctively felt that the shadows of the clouds had a strange change, as if they had an extra pair of eyes, looking at him.
The cloud shadow began to squirm, and little by little it transformed into a human form, outlining the outline of the body and face, vaguely similar to Zhi Hunting...... Zhi Hunti immediately looked away and didn't look at it again.
It seems to be a familiar feeling...... Fuji looked down at the strangely changing cloud shadow, thoughtful.
Along the way, the floating jade leaves became denser and denser, and the veins of the leaves became more and more mysterious. In particular, when the jade leaves are shaken and touched, the vein patterns of the leaves also change. It's like a move that has been used to the extreme, and when it is exhausted, it suddenly blooms, giving birth to a newer and more wonderful evolution.
Zhi Hunt Zhen looked at it intently for a while, and actually made a lot of progress in the changes in swordsmanship.
Wisps of light smoke seeped out from the jade leaves in front of them, drifted into the air, and gathered into a dense smoke, condensing but not dissipating.
Yuyan! Zhi Hunting's expression changed slightly, and he almost lost his voice and shouted out.
These light cigarettes are mainly milky white, revealing a trace of pure green luster, which is the top treasure material most respected by the monks - jade smoke!
Whether it is a monk of the Dao Gate or the Gate Valve, they usually use rare treasures such as jade core, chalcedony, and jade liquid to assist in cultivation, they are the essence of jade ore, containing natural pure qi, and there are few impurities, which can be called a valuable resource for cultivation.
In the four kingdoms of the Cloud Wilderness, most of the jade mines that can produce jade cores and chalcedony are controlled by the gate valve family. And in the entire Eight Wildernesses, the Yu clan occupies the largest and richest jade mines.
Although jade smoke is also called jade, it is very different from jade core, chalcedony and the like. They are born from the corpses of monks or heaven and earth spirit monsters, and only monks and spirit monsters who have been refined to the top of the path and are about to shatter the void will give birth to jade smoke.
Jade smoke is extremely rare, and the monks who are about to shatter the void are almost invincible in the world, and the possibility of falling is too low. Jade smoke is born of their essence, so it is full of spirituality, and it is the supreme treasure of cultivating spiritual power, and only the core institution of the Daomen, the Jade Zhenhui, still has a few bottles of jade smoke treasured.
Zhi Zhenzhen did not hesitate, opened his nose, and inhaled the jade smoke like a whirlwind. His Starry Sky Perception Sea had already been damaged, and after the jade smoke seeped in, he immediately closed the cracked spiritual gaps one by one......
At the same moment as inhaling the jade smoke, the speed of blood loss from Zhi Hunting's wrist suddenly accelerated. The Horned Candle opened its greedy teeth, biting the wound and actively sucking his blood.
The candle flame doubled again, and the light became brighter.
"Comfort, it's been a long time since I've been so energetic. The old man inhaled in satisfaction, his face flushed, and his wrinkles stretched, as if he had taken a great tonic.
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