Chapter 51: Cultivation is a big rise

Facing the three passages in front of him, Xiang Yang took a deep breath, if he imagined it, this should be the last one.

It is still a choice of two deaths and one life, but after tempering again and again, he now has enough confidence in his luck, if proportionally speaking, only one of the thousands of people in the first five passages can pass, and now he can still stand here alive is the best proof.

This trial is a certain path to death for most people, but for him, it is an excellent place to improve his cultivation, and Xiang Yang's confidence at this time is extremely firm!

Still walking casually, stepping into the last passage, as expected, a sea of green appeared in front of him, and the empty passage was filled with a vibrant smell.

At this moment, the strange consciousness in his sea of consciousness came again, obviously, it was a feeling of pleasure, and then, after a soft sound of 'goo' like the first burst of young buds, a phantom shadow swayed up, and with a slight wave, Xiang Yang was submerged in an ocean of greenery, and fell directly into a realm of plausibility...

It seemed that space shifted, and at that moment, Xiang Yang seemed to have come to a strange place, this was a silent forest, except for the towering giant trees, there were no other creatures, not even a small grass or a piece of moss.

He was standing in the middle of the forest, under one of the tallest giant trees, this giant tree was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, the body of the tree was as wide as a mountain, high as the sky, the lowest branches were ten thousand feet high, and the eyes of the poor Yang could only see a shadow.

I don't know when, I don't know where, there was a soft sound of 'click', accompanied by a rumbling sound, a branch as big as a hill fell from the sky, the wonderful thing is that such a huge thing shrank sharply in the process of falling, and when it reached the top of Xiang Yang's head, it was only a few inches long, and finally turned into a phantom and threw himself into the sea of consciousness.

At this moment, the sky was suddenly torn, and huge fireballs fell from the sky, and a huge palm stretched out from the tear and grabbed the giant tree fiercely...

Then, Xiang Yang's sea of knowledge suddenly shook, and a violent and indescribable pain came, forcing him out of that realm alive, and then, a cold and comfortable feeling came, as if there was a power to help him soothe the pain.

When he opened his eyes, the entire passage had changed its appearance, the jade-like walls had turned into ordinary stubborn stones, and the green sea had disappeared, Xiang Yanggang was about to use his spiritual sense to take a look at his dantian, and was suddenly stunned.

The spiritual consciousness had already turned into sixteen, and each one had exceeded its original strength.

Thinking about it, it could only be the benefit that the 'guest' in the sea of knowledge brought to him, he took a deep breath and continued to explore his dantian, even more delighted.

The entire dantian has been filled with a pale cyan yuan liquid, and the original five yuan liquids only occupy less than one-tenth of the territory in the middle, and it feels that the milky white yuan liquid in the middle seems to be much thicker than the original...

Is this the rhythm that wants to break through directly to the Dan period?

The entire passage was swept away, Xiang Yang didn't stop anymore, and strode forward...

In that space, the old pen shook an empty alderamine bottle in his hand with a sad face, and shouted without tears: "Old man, I have lost a lot now! This is my savings for hundreds of thousands of years... ”

The fat man stood aside with a smile, looked at the scene in front of him, pointed at Xiang Yang and said, "Old pen, I'm more and more sure that this little guy is the inheritor we are waiting for... If it's really him, it's not a loss, aren't all the things left by the owner originally his? ”

The old pen turned the jade bottle upside down and looked at it, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's easy for you to say, it's easy for me to save some Yimu Qingqi... It's only been a drop in a hundred years... Why don't you give him all your samadhi fire essence... ”

The fat man smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Sooner or later, I will give it to him, but he hasn't gotten the source of heavenly fire yet, and he can't withstand the power of the fire spirit." ”

The old pen sighed and put the jade bottle back, also looked at the scene, frowned and said: "According to this little guy's current cultivation, what should I do with the seventh level? After so many years, those guys are becoming more and more dishonest... ”

A cold light flashed in the fat man's eyes: "Let's bring the words, if they are still unruly, then don't blame us for being ruthless, this inheritance cannot be mistaken! Training is necessary, but it must not endanger his life, this is the bottom line!"

After leaving the trial space, Xiang Yang looked to his side, there were only a few dozen corpses on the sixth stone platform, and now there was only one person on the seventh stone platform in front of him, his mind was alive again, maybe that person came in early, and there were still treasures on this stone platform that had not been scavenged?

But after going around, all the corpses were still clean and empty in their hands, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, sighed and just wanted to sit down and breathe, but he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the origin of this feeling.

Since he couldn't calm down, he simply stood up again, looked around the corpses for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, most of these corpses were dry bones, only a few were well preserved, and only one of these intact ones still seemed to have elastic skin.

He couldn't help laughing, after all, he was not deeply involved in the world, and sometimes his brain couldn't turn around, according to the situation of these corpses, he could tell the time when they came here, and the latecomers must have also scraped it again, he just had to search for the best preserved body, how could it be necessary to see it one by one.

Identifying the corpse with elastic skin, he searched carefully, this time using his spiritual sense.

This person should have been a disciple of the Great Gate Sect before his death, and his appearance was different from ordinary people, with slanted eyebrows like swords, and a tiger's kiss, looking a little yin and ferocious.

Originally, Xiang Yang patronized and paid attention to their fingers, but he didn't look carefully, but now he takes a closer look, except for the absence of the Sumeru ring, this guy has a lot of good things all over his body.

He was wearing a shiny robe, with an exquisite texture, silver lines on a black background, embroidered flowers, and exuding a faint vitality, it should be a defensive Taoist weapon, the hairpin on his head was beautifully carved, and it was also a middle-level Taoist weapon, with a white jade belt tied around his waist. . .

Xiang Yang Lingjue swept over, the feeling just now came again, he always felt a little incongruous, but for a while he couldn't remember what was wrong, and then carefully probed again, the feeling became stronger and stronger, and after a while, he patted his head and untied the belt excitedly.

Everything on this person's body is that kind of exquisite and abnormal, only this jade belt whiteboard, without any carving...