The plants in the array have a nice name, called Nine-Leaf Grass. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This grass is born with two plants, and if one is picked, the other will die within half a day.

Even giving it the best environment and the most meticulous care will not save its life.

Because they are born together, if one grass dies, the other will not survive, so people give it the word "heart".

Nine-leaf lilywood grows a leaf every 1,000 years, matures every 10,000 years, and grows very slowly.

When ripe, the color of the leaves turns from turquoise to golden.

The nine-leaf heart grass can remain in a mature state for about a month, as long as it passes this period, it will instantly wither, turn into fly ash, and then be reborn in place after a thousand years.

Since ancient times, people with noble status have had many more problems than ordinary people, and all the spirits in the world have many things in common.

With so many perverted growth restrictions, then Nine-Leaf Grass will not be an exception.

Nine-leaf Symphyllum is an extremely precious elixir.

Its preciousness lies not in itself, but in the legendary Lianxin Pill.

Lianxin Pill is a kind of pill refined with Nine-Leaf Lianxin Grass as the main medicine, which belongs to an existence that can be encountered but not sought.

The name of the Great Name about it has long been spread in the cultivation realm, and when it hits the bottleneck of the Yuan Infant Stage, taking a Lianxin Pill can increase the probability of success by fifty percent!

Fifty percent!

The success rate has increased to more than half!

What a terrifying concept!

Whenever a monk ascends from one realm to another, the difficulties he experiences are not ordinary.

From Qi training to the foundation building period, from the foundation building period to the Dan period, from the Dan period to the Yuan infant stage...... From the bottom up, each realm is like a moat, and I don't know how many people are blocked in the later stage of their own realm, and they can't jump over it in their lives, and finally die.

It is so difficult for low-level advancements, not to mention the jump from the Yudan stage to the Yuan infant stage.

It can definitely be called the gate of the dragon, I don't know how many people with outstanding talents are stuck in this level, and they have never crossed the past in their lives.

In the legend of cultivating immortals, there are many people with dull qualifications, who have no hope of stepping into the Yuan Baby, and there is not much longevity, but by chance, they got the Nine Leaves Lianxin Grass to refine the Lianxin Pill, and after taking it, they once became a generation of heroes, and they were free in the world.

I don't know how many immortal cultivators have had a dream of getting the Nine-Leaf Lotus Heart Grass, but they are all shattered.

As a person who didn't know how many years he had been stuck in the Dan Period, the Blood-clothed Ancestor had definitely no less dreams than others.

But the difference is that his dream is no longer a dream, it is so real.

Looking at the two grasses standing quietly in the light mask, the Blood-clothed Ancestor felt that his whole body was about to soar.

I finally don't have to worry about the little Shouyuan anymore, the blood-clothed ancestor sighed excitedly and sighing in his heart.

No one knows how he feels that he has repeatedly failed in his impact on Yuanying over the years.

The powerlessness of knowing that he has not much to live for, but he can only wait for death to come, makes people despair.

Greed for life and fear of death is the common trait of most people, and the more people who enjoy the glory and wealth, the more they are afraid of death.

Only those who have lived a bitter life, and who live more difficult than death, will not spare their unprecious lives.

The real age of the blood-clothed ancestor who didn't look old was actually over seven hundred years old, and he had been trapped in the late stage of the Yudan for two hundred years.

If he can't break through the current realm, then a few decades later will be the day of his military liberation.

People are still alive, there are countless women, handsome and beautiful for their own adoption, and there are all kinds of wealth waiting for their own enjoyment.

But the premise of having these is that you have to live, and once you die, everything will be empty.

Staring at the nine-leaf Lianxin Grass bloody ancestor who gradually became clear in front of him, it seemed that he had at his fingertips, and his thoughts were full of ups and downs.

"If the mana is insufficient, take the Gathering Spirit Pill in advance!

Don't think about saving two at this time and keep it for yourself later.

You all know the importance of this matter, once the great array is broken, the reward you will receive is definitely not comparable to a few Gathering Spirit Pills!

However, before that, if something went wrong because of someone~~

Speaking of this, the blood-clothed ancestor sneered gloomily twice, and only after a while did he answer:

"Then it's not enough to compensate for your little life, and when the time comes, I'll let him know what the real Lust Immortal is-Lust Death"!

The faces of the five beauties sitting around the Five Elements Lock Mountain Formation, whose faces had become pale due to the continuous output of mana, became even paler after hearing the words of the blood-clothed man.

At that moment, the three of them took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, poured out a pill the size of a soybean, and put it in their mouths.

A moment after the pill was ingested, a hint of ruddy appeared on their pale faces, and the mana output became much smoother.

Seeing this, the blood-clothed ancestor nodded with satisfaction, and then after playing a few magic decisions on the jade plate in the air, he also took out a jade bottle, poured out more than a dozen pills that were the same as those taken by the people below, and threw them all into his mouth without looking at them.

After two days of continuous control of the jade plate and the output of mana, the consumption of mana on him is also not small.

Now at the last moment, the Blood-Clad Ancestor had to adjust his state to the best and use it to guard against all possible adverse situations.

The five-color mixed light pillar of the thickness of the bucket rolled down, constantly hitting the light mask that was buckled upside down on the ground.

Every time the light mask weakened by one point, the excitement in the heart of the Blood-clothed Ancestor increased by one point.

"Huh?"

The blood-clothed man, who was engrossed in controlling the large jade plate in the air, suddenly frowned and snorted softly.

Then he turned his head away and stared at the top of the cliff.

At the same time, with a wave of one hand, a small ghost-headed knife appeared in front of him, hovering in the air.

The still clouds and mist halfway up the cliff suddenly rolled up, and then a blue aura flashed at an extremely fast speed.

The blue light paused and then froze in mid-air.

Then, a white-clad and white-cloaked man stepped on a half-foot-long blue spirit sword that appeared in mid-air.

The body of the man in white stopped in the air was obviously stunned, obviously the situation in front of her was beyond her expectations.

After being stunned for a moment, the man in white was furious.

I didn't see her make any movements, the flying sword under her feet suddenly jumped up, and it rose in the wind, and the already small volume actually increased by a few points.

A layer of half-foot-thick blue light lingered on the surface of the huge flying sword, and a cold air rushed towards the face, making people shudder, as if even the divine soul could freeze.

"Go!"

The man in white shouted angrily, and the blue flying sword nearly a zhang in size hovered in the air, slashing towards the five people sitting on the ground with an astonishing momentum.

At this time, a coquettish shout came out:

"The rats from there dare to hit my idea, can't find death?"

The blue giant sword is about a zhang long, and there is a layer of blue light on the surface, like a divine object from the nine heavens, with the blue of the sea, and the beauty is intoxicating.

But nothing good will come of those who indulge in it, because sometimes the more beautiful something is, the more cruel death it is.

The five people who were sitting there on the ground and maintaining their mana output saw the gorgeous and intoxicating giant sword, and their already pale faces instantly became like white paper, without the slightest trace of blood.

A petite woman and another handsome man trembled like chaff.

The mana output became extremely unstable due to their panic, and the aura emanating from the jade plate in front of them fluctuated in size and could be cut off at any time.

Although the other three were better, the panic in their eyes was still extremely strong, if it weren't for the power of the blood-clothed ancestor, I am afraid that they would have already released the protective magic weapon at this moment, and tried their best to escape.

It was too painful for them to sit there and not move, watching the powerful blow of the Great Monk of the Yudan Stage come at them, but they couldn't dodge.

"How many of you can't find death?

The sky is falling, and I am on top!

Don't worry about you, give me peace of mind to keep your mana output!"

Suddenly, there was a roar from the blood-clothed ancestor in the sky, and the voice was so loud that it overwhelmed the whistling sound of the blue giant sword flying downward.