Chapter 8: The Crater

The moon in the sky shone on the entire grassland, and the night wind swept across the land with an icy coldness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If a mortal was in such an environment, he would definitely feel unusually cold, but for Wang Cheng, this place was just a little cool.

At this time, it was late at night, Wang Cheng still did not relax his caution, he was different from other monks who had just entered the Dao, he had the memory of the foundation building cultivator, which made Wang Cheng aware of the cruelty of the cultivation realm, so he did not dare to relax.

Although he was a little tired, fortunately it did not affect Wang Cheng, he cautiously let go of his perception, and he silently paid attention to any disturbances around him.

Until a ray of sunlight pierced the night sky, Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, for some reason, the appearance of sunlight gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

Morning came, and the unique freshness of the morning permeated this grassland.

Wang Cheng felt the feeling of the early morning with some enjoyment, although he had become a monk at the moment, but the time was too short, although his body was not unwell, but he still felt a trace of tiredness, which made him feel a little trance.

At this moment, from a certain direction in the distance, two figures came quickly, one after the other, the former was a young man with a second layer of condensation, his expression was haggard, his whole body was embarrassed, his breath was a little sluggish, and his eyes were full of panic and resentment.

Behind this person, there was a third-layer condensation person who was following him with great ease, and the third-layer person who was condensing qi was dressed in white......

Liu Lihai looked at the fleeing figure in front of him with disdain, if he didn't want to spend too much effort, he would have caught up with the other party at this moment.

"Kill you, it's the eighth......"

Although the Qi Condensation Period was only a realm of cultivation and entry, even so, the gap between each layer and each layer was unusually large.

Liu Lihai chased unhurriedly, he always kept a distance from the second-layer cultivator of the condensing qi, and even sent out a few spells from time to time.

Finally, the monk on the second layer of condensation in front of him could no longer bear this torment, his expression was hideous and distorted, he turned around suddenly, and the aura of the whole body unit burst out, and slapped it towards Liu Lihai who was following him.

Suddenly, an invisible force in the air condensed with the explosion of his condensing second-layer aura, and then swept up and slapped towards Liu Lihai.

"You give me death!"

The second-layer monk roared, his face was extremely pale, this blow was not only his strongest blow but also his last.

Liu Lihai's expression became cold, he glanced at the second-layer youth of condensation with disdain, and as soon as his right hand was raised, the aura burst out, and a more powerful invisible force condensed, directly scattering the blow of the second-layer youth of condensation.

"The eighth. ”

Liu Lihai said a sentence coldly, his right hand was raised, and he gently patted the second-layer monk in front of him.

A gust of wind whistled, and with a bang, a cloud of blood mist rose into the air, and a second-layer Qi Condensation Cultivator disappeared......

Wang Cheng felt a palpitation inexplicably, and he looked in a certain direction, until he heard a roar, he stood up suddenly, and his expression was cloudy.

"Someone ......"

Wang Cheng sensed that there was someone in that direction......

That person is much stronger than himself, if he wants to kill himself, with his cultivation strength at the moment, there is only one way to die, and he doesn't want to die, so at this moment, he wants to escape from here while the other party has not found out yet.

Wang Cheng was just about to use his aura to escape, but the next moment, he suddenly realized something, if he used his aura, he would be easily discovered.

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng groaned slightly, and then his eyes showed decisiveness, he turned around abruptly and ran in the direction of the sunrise, he didn't use his aura, and even his aura was suppressed by him to the extreme.

Time passed, and when night came again, Wang Cheng stopped extremely tired, he had been running all day, and this place was three hundred miles away from the original place.

But even so, Wang Cheng still didn't dare to relax, he looked around cautiously, and it wasn't until after a cup of tea that he relaxed that there was no one near here.

He sat down, feeling nervous about his cultivation for the first time, if he wasn't too weak, he wouldn't have to run away like this when he met other monks.

"Is there any way to quickly improve the cultivation ......?"

Wang Cheng calmed down and began to think, he knew from that memory that there was a demonic way to improve cultivation by absorbing other people's aura, but this method was extremely vicious, not only the aura of those who were sucked would be sucked away, but even the soul and spirit would collapse, so that the form and spirit would be destroyed, and they would not enter reincarnation......

Most of the people who dared to use this method were wiped out, and even a great monk in the Yuan Infant realm was killed by several Yuan Infant monks because of this method, and finally ended up with a dead body and a soul destroyed.

Wang Cheng's memory has the method of using this technique, this is the method of the Demon Dao, but Wang Cheng doesn't care, becoming an immortal and becoming a demon is a kind of cultivation, he will not take the initiative to use this method, but if it is a last resort, he will use it......

This method of absorbing the spirit could not be used for the time being, and Wang Cheng suddenly remembered the broken sword hilt, according to his guess, the broken sword hilt should be within his consciousness at this moment.

But when he broke through the cultivation before, he had looked inwardly at his sea of consciousness, but he didn't see anything......

Despite this, Wang Cheng knew that the broken sword hilt must still be on his body, and it was most likely within his own primordial spirit, but his cultivation was too low to sense the existence of the broken sword hilt.

What was the broken hilt, Wang Cheng didn't know, although he guessed that it was the remains of a powerful spirit treasure, but since it was a wreckage, how could it have the ability to devour the primordial gods?

All of this requires Wang Cheng to have a strong cultivation to understand, and what he has to do at this moment is to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

Wang Cheng's qualifications are very poor, according to his own estimates, without three or five years, he will never be able to reach the second level of condensation.

If you are a person with good qualifications, it may only take a year or even a few months to go from the first layer of condensation to the second layer of condensation, but Wang Cheng's qualifications are really not good, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the worst.

Thinking about it, Wang Cheng sighed, he wanted to improve his cultivation quickly, he couldn't do it at the moment, and from that memory, he learned that if there were enough pills to assist in cultivation, his cultivation could naturally improve quickly.

At this moment, Wang Cheng didn't have any elixir, not even a single spiritual grass.

Wang Cheng began to reject distracting thoughts, and began to cultivate calmly, since there was no way to improve his cultivation quickly for the time being, then he had to hurry up and cultivate, even if his qualifications were very poor, but he had strong willpower.

Time passed, and three days passed.

In the past three days, Wang Cheng has met some people, and he did not choose to contact the other party, but quickly fled while the other party did not notice him.

During this period, Wang Cheng saw the fight, two monks who had cultivated to the second layer of condensation qi were fighting, and there were many such pictures in Wang Cheng's memory, although he was a little touched but not surprised.

But it wasn't until one time that a monk on the second floor of Qi Condensation discovered Wang Cheng's existence......

Fortunately, Wang Cheng began to flee in advance, although the other party found him, but did not pursue, from this time on, Wang Cheng became more and more cautious.

In the second level of this trial, Wang Cheng gradually realized that if he wanted to pass this level, it seemed to be related to killing......

At this time, the sky is gradually getting dusk, and the grass is shining in the light of the setting sun.

Wang Cheng looked at a huge pit in front of him, his expression was full of vigilance, this huge pit was discovered a few hours ago, and there was an old man sitting in the center of the huge pit.

This old man was dressed in a black robe, and his face did not have many wrinkles, but it gave people a sense of old age, and the old man's body was extremely silent, without a trace of breath, just like a corpse.

There was a cloth bag beside the old man, and Wang Cheng's eyes flashed brightly when he saw this cloth bag.

"Storage Bag ......"

Wang Cheng knew what the cloth bag was, it was a storage bag.

This storage bag is a magic weapon similar to the space spirit treasure, and its only function is to store things, and the more advanced the storage bag, the more items it can store.

Wang Cheng looked at the storage bag beside the old man in the giant pit, and he was a little moved......

It wasn't the storage bag that was his heart set for him, but the contents of the storage bag.

In Wang Cheng's opinion, since this old man has a storage bag, his cultivation must not be too low, and the items in his storage bag may help him quickly improve his cultivation......

Wang Cheng's eyes leaked a decisive look, he cautiously walked towards the giant pit, and soon he came to the edge of the huge pit, just when Wang Cheng was about to jump down, he suddenly realized something, and his body quickly took a few steps back.

"This old man shouldn't be the first one I discovered, why hasn't this storage bag been taken away......"

Wang Cheng pondered, his expression showed caution, he pondered for a moment, suddenly grabbed a handful of green vegetables from the ground, kneaded them into a ball, and suddenly returned to the huge pit.

The clump of grass flew towards the giant pit, and at the moment when it was about to land in the giant pit, an invisible force suddenly emerged, and the clump of grass turned into powder under Wang Cheng's gaze and dispersed with the wind......

Taking a deep breath, Wang Cheng's heart throbbed a little, if he had jumped down just now, he might have become a pile of debris at this moment......

At this moment, Wang Cheng looked at the old man in the giant pit again, his heart was full of vigilance, although this old man was like death, there should be a strong prohibition around him, and once something approached, the prohibition would be automatically activated.

Since there is such a powerful forbidden guard, then ...... It is quite possible that this old man did not die!

Wang Cheng's heart was beating wildly when he thought of this, and the more he looked at the old man, the more strange he felt......

Wang Cheng left this huge pit, although the storage bag was heartwarming, but Wang Cheng cherished his life even more. Don't use this storage bag.

Looking back at the giant pit, Wang Cheng kept this place in mind, although he couldn't get the storage bag, but the powerful prohibition of this huge pit could be used, and as long as he introduced the enemy into the prohibition when it was dangerous, he could save the day.