Chapter Forty-Seven: The Ancient Cave of the Dissolved Soul

The thick black fog dissipated, the formation was completely destroyed by Gu Qingci, and the sun shone on the gloomy palace, this is a scene that has not appeared on the top of the Black Cloud Mountain for many years.

For the first time in his life, he was imprisoned by a dozen vines and trapped in a swamp with a radius of one zhang, which happened to be the location of the blood pool, and after giving birth to the blood spirit and the red blood gourd, he trapped the Wind Demon again.

The most important thing is that his spiritual sea is sealed, and there is no hope of escaping at all.

The Venerable Master looked at Gu Qingci in despair, like a fish on a chopping board looking at a chef holding a knife.

He remembered how many mortals, even those few immortal cultivators, had looked at him in despair like this, and now it was his turn.

The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant.

His clothes were tattered, and at last his true face was a withered man of fifty, with skin wrinkled like tree bark, and a hideous face, half human, half ghost, with a pale face, which matched the gloomy palace.

After Gu Qingci used the word 'seal' to seal the spiritual sea of the Venerable Master, he turned his head and ignored him, but was cleaning up the spoils.

He first carried a white bone sword in his hand, looked at it casually, and then threw it on the ground in disgust, then picked up a red gourd, shook his head, and shook it casually, as for the black soul flag, he didn't even have the effort to look at it.

This kind of evil cultivator's spiritual weapon is incompatible with him, no matter how good it is, it is useless.

The Venerable Master was very angry, this is his own savings for half of his life, he picks and chooses like this, as if buying vegetables in the vegetable market, saying that your green vegetables are yellow and withered, and that melon is full of wormholes?

How can the Venerable Master endure the wind?

This guy doesn't have a single spiritual weapon.

The Venerable Master was about to go berserk, but unfortunately, he was sealed with all his cultivation by the ancient pattern of the word 'seal', and the spiritual sea could not flow out of half a drop of spiritual power, and his whole body was trapped in the swamp, bound by vines, and he could only stare wide-eyed, calling in vain.

With just one 'sealed' character ancient pattern, this guy can be completely sealed, and there is no way to escape.

Gu Qingci finished disposing of the loot, turned around and disposed of this Wind Evil Master, he circled around the Wind Demon Master a few times, and each time he went around, the pressure on the Wind Demon Master increased by one point.

Gu Qingci's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of some good way.

This expression made the Venerable Master's heart tighten, and there was a bad premonition in his heart.

They have all become prisoners, what else can they be afraid of, the wind is confused in the hearts of the people.

"By the way, I can plant trees. Gu Qingci said with a smile, his smile is harmless to humans and animals, no matter what Gu Qingci looks like, his smile is always harmless to humans and animals, this seems to be his innate talent,

The harmless smile of this human and animal made the Wind Flame fearful in his heart.

As soon as Gu Qingci's mind moved, a germinating nine-colored seed appeared in his palm.

"Go ahead and get some nutrients. Gu Qing resigned.

The seed was placed on the Venerable Master's body, and immediately the Venerable Venerable Venerable Wind felt an irresistible suction, and the spiritual power of his spiritual sea flowed towards the seed endlessly.

"No!" the Wind Master cried out in despair.

He had heard this cry of despair many times, it was a mortal scream, and this time it was his turn.

His cultivation plummeted, falling at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the fifth layer to the fourth layer, and finally the spiritual sea completely dried up, without a drop of spiritual power.

This seed completely sucked up his essence, and there was not half a drop left, and the wind caused the Venerable Master to cultivate for half his life, so it was wasted and became the fertilizer of a seed.

The Venerable Wind Demon had no value, and the suction power from the seed disappeared, absorbing the spiritual power of the Venerable Wind Venerable, but there was no change, and he returned to Gu Qingci's body.

"By virtue of the sins you have committed in the middle of your life, it will be a bargain for you. Gu Qingci said coldly, for such a person, he would not be soft-hearted.

He had already searched this palace, in addition to these magic weapons, there were also seventy low-grade spirit crystals, those three spiritual weapons Gu Qingci didn't want to use, and it was difficult to sell them - no one would buy the evil cultivator's spiritual weapons, and Gu Qingci didn't dare to sell them.

Therefore, these seventy low-grade spirit crystals were Gu Qingci's biggest gain.

"I've saved dozens of spirit crystals in half my life, waste" Gu Qingci angrily scolded the Venerable Master, it was really embarrassing to defeat such an opponent.

The Venerable Master was sad and aggrieved in his heart, and he really had words of suffering.

Igniting a flame, Gu Qingci burned down the palace, and turned it into ashes along with the palace, as well as the Wind Venerable, a guy who fell into despair.

His flames were released with precision, and they were able to reduce the entire palace to ashes, but they would not burn a single grass or tree in the Black Cloud Mountain.

With his back to the fire, Gu Qingci stretched out his palm, and Xibei Crane flew up from his palm, slowly becoming larger, elegantly spreading his wings in the air, riding Gu Qingci, swaying and clumsily in the air.

Even with a spiritual weapon like the White Bone Sword, Gu Qingci still prefers Xibeihe, anyway, it's just a hurry, not an escape.

The imperial envoy has a lot of knowledge, and it is not that if you get a spiritual weapon, you can immediately exert all the wonderful uses of the spiritual weapon, and you need the art of the imperial weapon.

The more brilliant the art of the imperial weapon, the more it can reduce the aura consumption of the imperial artifact, and at the same time, the greater the power of the spiritual weapon, so that the immortal cultivator and the spiritual weapon are more compatible.

The Wind Demon Master's Imperial Weapon Technique was a big commodity, and he couldn't fully exert the full power of the White Bone Sword at all, and he consumed too much aura.

As for Gu Qingci, he is even more powerful, he doesn't know the art of imperial weapons at all, he can only use the simple method of sacrifice and refinement, and he is really not as good as the Venerable Master.

Baiyun Academy has a good method of imperial weapons, but it is far from being a level that Gu Qingci can touch.

A yin spirit weapon like the White Bone Sword is not suitable for Gu Qingci, if it weren't for his sanity, Gu Qingci wanted to directly throw the White Bone Sword, Black Soul Banner, and Red Blood Gourd into the sea of fire, these three spiritual weapons don't know how many sins they have been contaminated, they are difficult to use and can't be sold for money, so if they are placed in a storage bag, it is better to burn them directly.

Xibei Crane flew to a halt, and finally arrived at his destination the next day, and came to the Soul Dissolving Ancient Cave that Gu Qingci had been thinking about.

A few miles away, Gu Qing sat on the Xibei Crane, flying against the wind, and saw from a distance that among the mountains and mountains, a hole was as deep as an abyss.

It is all a lush primeval forest, but within a mile of the entrance of the Rongling Ancient Cave, there is no grass, which is very weird.

Occasionally, immortal cultivators come to the Ancient Cave of Dissolving Spirits, either to explore the secret treasure hunt, or to cultivate, no matter what kind of behavior, the success rate is very small.

When the flight was close, Gu Qingci put away the Xibei Crane and stopped a hundred meters away from the Soul Dissolving Ancient Cave, carefully observing this Jedi that frightened the immortal cultivators.

He was the only one here, in fact, there were not many people who came to the Soul Dissolving Ancient Cave, and it was normal to not see anyone for ten days and a half.

Even if it was a hundred meters away, a barren breath of time permeated, strongly impacting Gu Qingci, in front of this breath, Gu Qingci seemed to be facing the starry sky, only feeling that he was so small.

The Ancient Cave of the Melting Spirit is an irregular circle, with a width of three zhang and a height, standing outside and looking at the entrance of the cave, you can't see anything at all, you can only see a black and swarthy mass, and all you feel is the endless vicissitudes of time.

Therefore, everyone who comes to the Ancient Cave of Dissolving Spirits for the first time will wonder, how long has this ancient cave existed?

Gu Qingci didn't know the answer.

Standing outside the Soul Dissolving Ancient Cave, you can't feel the slightest spiritual power, but if you enter the Soul Dissolving Ancient Cave, you can feel the frenzied spiritual power, which is the record of the Soul Dissolving Ancient Cave in the book.

With the curiosity of exploration, Gu Qingci stood in front of the entrance of the Dissolving Spirit Ancient Cave, he felt that he had pasted a layer of light film, as if he had touched a layer of water, which was a kind of seal that blocked the leakage of spiritual power from the Dissolving Spirit Ancient Cave, under this mysterious seal, you couldn't feel a trace of spiritual power leakage at all.

This kind of seal will not hinder the entry of people, to be precise, the entry of immortal cultivators, because no mortal has ever entered the Ancient Cave of Dissolving Spirits.

Some people say that this kind of seal was actually originally intended to block people, but some kind of mutation has occurred, so it can enter people.

There is a book saying that many bigwigs have entered the Soul Dissolving Ancient Cave to find out, after all, although the aura here is crazy, it is too abundant, if you can unlock the root of the madness, you will get a wonderful cultivation place that is not much worse than the Spirit Crystal Mine, which is a huge wealth that no one can ignore.

But for endless years, no big guy has ever been able to unlock the secret of the Ancient Cave of Dissolving Spirits.

At the mouth of the Melting Spirit Ancient Cave, Gu Qingci's mind flashed one legend after another about this ancient cave, and the legends about this ancient cave could be thought of for a day and a night.

Gu Qingci raised his feet and stepped into the Melting Spirit Ancient Cave.