Chapter Thirty-Seven: Turning Point?
Fang Shou closed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists, felt the surging power in his body, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"The power can be so intoxicating, this feeling of being in control ......"
Leaving Bibo Lake, Fang Shou ran all the way, did not stop for a moment, and soon rushed back to the forest where the bear cave was located, and somehow, according to the instructions of the old man, after the demon nunnery Daoxian grabbed the No. 1 three, he did not stay away, but returned to the same place, and cast some method of seizing the refinement, wanting to seize the power of the three people and help him step into the foundation.
"It is not easy to step from condensation to the foundation, and it is not easy to move between the heavens and the earth, and the qi of the heaven and earth in the initial realm is insufficient, and it is difficult for the pseudo-cultivation to get enough vitality, so under the guise of the black sulfur bear essence, you are catching people everywhere to refine the essence and blood, and now your three cave friends, the essence and blood in the body are far from being very human, and they will naturally be treated as treasures by him, so they can save a life, but no matter how late it is, you will be separated from him and other heaven and man!"
Recalling Du Lao's words, Fang Shou tightened his mind and lurked in this dense forest, taking advantage of the night, towards the bear cave.
"Now the Bear Cave is already in ruins, and I don't know what the pseudo-cultivator left there to do? Is it a trap?"
The closer he got, the more apprehensive Fang Shou became, but after feeling the fullness of the power in his body that he had never felt before, his heart became solid again.
According to Du Lao's statement, at present, the strength of the true yuan in his body is enough to be compared to the cultivators of the sixth layer of condensation, but in terms of condensation, he is still in the late stage of the fifth layer of condensation. However, having said that, it did not mean that its cultivation could be completely stabilized at the level of the late stage of the fifth layer of condensation.
"You don't have to look at the creatures of the Origin Realm who are difficult to cultivate because of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but when it comes to talent, it is higher than the people in the Origin Realm. Even if you pick out any one and put it in the Fang Realm, it is enough to make a sensation in the genius of one side! And your talent is even higher at the top of the Initial Realm, if you really embark on the path of cultivation, the future is limitless! This is why the people of the Dao Alliance couldn't help but snatch it at the beginning. ”
It was only now that Fang Shou understood the truth of the matter, and it was precisely because of his identity as a "native of the Initial Realm" that people in the Fang Realm looked at him quite disdainfully, that he was able to achieve greater achievements in his cultivation, but it was also because of the blessing of misfortune that he made people.
"Therefore, if I cross a trace of true yuan in my dantian into your body, there will be no external force rejection phenomenon that is common to people in the Fang Realm, so your cultivation, if nothing else, will basically stabilize in the late stage of the fifth layer of condensation, and you can break through the obstacle for the second time just a few steps, this kind of talent, even I am greedy to see it. ”
"But what kind of cultivation is this old man, I have been in the initial realm for so many years, and I have long been entangled in death and forbidden, but casually crossing a trace of true yuan, I can almost cross the obstacle once, and reach the late stage of the fifth layer of condensation, plus he said that he interrupted the ghost thunder by suspending time before, and drove it out, presumably his cultivation is even higher than that of the old man who captured me back then! This person ....... Unfathomable! I'm afraid that in the Fang Realm, he must not be a nameless!"
Silently sighed for a long time, Fang Shou didn't look forward to the second obstacle for the time being, the reason is that the obstacle is not simply to condense the true element, but also needs some "chance" to make the "pass" that hinders him from going further gradually loosen.
The time of a stick of incense passed.
Fang Shou gradually moved to the border between the Bear Cave and the jungle, and this time, due to the improvement of his cultivation, his divine thoughts were also able to expand even further. However, Fang Shou did not dare to act rashly.
In addition to planting some divine thoughts around him for detection, Fang Shou watched the empty area from a distance of thousands of kilometers almost with his naked eyes.
Squinting his eyes, Fang Shou could vaguely see that at this moment, it seemed to have become a nest of "spiders". The blood-colored silk net, connected with the surrounding trees, covered the entire area, and the countless insects and birds that were originally hiding here were not spared, they were glued to those silk threads, most of them were sucked into dried corpses, and only a thin layer of leather was left on the craggy skeleton, which was so miserable that they couldn't die anymore.
A trace of anxiety flashed in his heart, Fang Shou roughly scanned the surrounding situation, and immediately found No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, and Dao Xian's figures at the center and apex of this bloodshot entanglement.
At this moment, there are tens of thousands of silk threads, constantly transporting animal essence blood, which is transformed into the true yuan of the monk in the body of the Dao Xian, and is incorporated into the dantian qi sea. On the other hand, No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 are all pale and skinny, and what is even more eye-catching is that they have lost their cultivation and caused death and forbiddenness, and they are covered with countless blood-colored lines on their upper bodies that are different from the outer silk threads!
Although both are red, it is obvious that the bloodshot that represents the "death forbidden" is more distinct, as if it is embedded in the body of No. 1 and others, and gradually merges into a whole.
"Oops!" Seeing this, Fang Shou couldn't help but be shocked, and dense fine sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. The cold sweat on the back of the spine also instantly wet the shirt and clinged tightly to the back.
Due to the characteristics of the "death forbidden" effect, Fang Shou successfully suppressed the death ban at the moment when Du Lao injected the true yuan and cultivated it to improve, causing it to retreat below the elbow joint, but he ignored one point, that is-
If No. 1 and the others are in the midst of the refining array, and their cultivation is lost, it will naturally greatly accelerate the effect of the death ban, and I am afraid that before the head of the demon hermitage sucks them dry, they will have been turned into a pool of blood by the death ban!
"Twist the heart, the fire sword is out!
In an instant, Fang Shou summoned dozens of spiral heart swords, and made one, just like when he killed the fourth-layer Wu Qian Lu Bai Yuandong monk, the long fire sword, with a "boom", flew to the edge of the refining array, and then the first sword was cut down!
"Bang~poof~"
Under the power of this menacing sword, the large array was unscathed, and it didn't even shake it, but on the other hand, the fire sword controlled by Fang Shou was like a candle flame that had been extinguished, burst open in an instant, scattered into sporadic ignition, and then dissipated into invisibility, and could no longer be found.
"Heaven's will!"
Under absolute power, all intrigues and tricks have become a joke. This sentence, at this moment, is used to describe Fang Shou, which is simply more appropriate.
Fang Shou smiled miserably, he was not afraid of being discovered by Daoxian, and immediately moved, emerged from behind the bushes, faced Daoxian who was sitting cross-legged in the air, and walked towards him.
"Oh?" On the refining array, Dao Xian woke up from his meditation, and when he opened his eyes, he revealed a red, a green, and two pupils of different colors, reflecting Fang Shou's figure that looked as small as dust from a distance, and a grim color appeared on his face.
"I can let you go!"
To Fang Shou's surprise, at the moment when the two of them were aware of each other, Demon Nunnery Daoxian actually said something like this, which made people sound a little weak:
"Don't you just want these stones? It's useless to me, you take them back to the Fang Realm, don't interfere with the old man's cultivation again, but I can't give you the treasures on their bodies. ”
As he spoke, he flicked his cuffs and threw four stones out of them, making a perfect parabola in the air, which stopped at Fang Shou's feet impartially.
Looking at the stone on the ground, Fang Shou bent down to pick it up, his mood was very heavy, and his face showed a rare hesitation.
These four ordinary stones were the "guiding stones" that the Yuandong monks had when they participated in the trial, and with them, Fang Shou could escape without taking any risks.
"What kind of changes have happened to this pseudo-cultivator, he must break through first, and I see that his eyes are red and green, he should be devoured by the blood sickle soul, fighting for control of the body, so he decided to let me go, so as to improve his cultivation to suppress the soul of the instrument. ”
Time is running out, and time is running out for No. 1 and the others. And creation makes people, No. 1 would never have imagined that the lives of himself and others would be pinched in the hands of the "traitor" who wanted to kill him everywhere!