Chapter 22: The Scenery at the Bottom of the Pond

In the black water pool of the Bad Water Swamp, the three of them fought alone without showing any defeat. After fighting for a long time, the three monks became more and more frightened. They originally thought that a sixth-order demon beast would soon be taken down by the three of them together. Who knows, after half an hour, not only did they not take down the demon beast, but they were chased by the demon beast and ran all over the ground. The three of them are all Nayuan monks, so naturally they will not only have to flee for their lives like the Soul Gathering Monks. But judging from the performance of the blue mosquito beast, their situation is not very optimistic.

The level of demon beasts in the immortal cultivation world is divided into nine major levels, and the first to ninth levels correspond to the three stages of gathering spirits, Nayuan, and Ning Dan. The old man in brown judged according to this, but he underestimated the mosquito beast in front of him. How did he know that this Mosquito Beast was not only a mutant variety, but also a descendant of the Mosquito Beast King's bloodline. The demon beast with the bloodline of the beast king is naturally stronger than the same kind of demon beast.

"Senior brother, how can this sixth-order demon beast be so powerful? The two of us have a sixth-level cultivation of Nayuan, plus a sixth-level cultivation of Senior Brother Nayuan, and we can't even control it. ”

The middle-aged monk dressed in black asked the old man in brown while unleashing a flying sword to attack the head of the blue mosquito beast.

"Hey! Probably because this demon beast has had some kind of adventure, and it can use the field. It seems that if we want to subdue it, we will have to ask the Alliance for help. ”

The old man surnamed Ling in brown said with a frown.

"What is that?"

The Blackfriar asked.

"To put it simply, the response field is the effect field released during the fight. However, I have only heard that the Ying Field Technique is only passed down in some Great Immortal Sects. ”

Brother Ling said as if recalling.

Before the black-clothed monk could ask again, he was caught in the ground by a mouthful of slime from the mosquito beast. Seeing this, the other two hurriedly made time to rescue each other. For a while, he couldn't even bother to speak anymore.

The three of them and one beast fought for about half an hour, and still did not distinguish the winner. At this moment, an old man in white suddenly flew from outside the Bad Water Swamp. In three or two breaths, the old man in white had already driven the flying sword to the range of the Black Water Pool.

"Is it this evil beast that killed my two beloved disciples?!"

Then, the old man in white swung his sword and joined the battle. With the help of an additional Nayuan monk, the situation in the field changed in time. The situation of the blue mosquito beast was originally a sure victory, but it was immediately reversed. In less than a moment, he will be subdued.

After Miss Lu jumped into the black pool, her figure began to fall rapidly. She was shocked and regretted that she had jumped into such a fierce water rashly. After entering the water, her mind was clear, not as dizzy as Bai Yitong's swirling head. The dark pool of water greatly obstructs the view. Even if she was on the fourth floor of the Gathering Spirit, she could only see a few feet around her. Miss Lu, as the pearl of the boss of the Great Business Pavilion, naturally has a lot of wealth on her. At this time, she rummaged through the storage ring for a while, then took out a white feather coat and skillfully put it on her body. Suddenly, Miss Lu's body was all shining. From a distance, it looks like the white-clothed Lingbo fairy has fallen into the dust. This feather coat seems to be a magic weapon of the water system, and its glowing white light can not only illuminate, but also be used to avoid water.

Time passed in the fall, and after Miss Lu tried to use mana to stop the descending figure several times without success, she no longer insisted. About two hours passed, and the fall did not stop. Miss Lu was not only a little panicked, she silently calculated in her heart. In two hours, she had fallen at least a hundred miles to a depth.

"This little waterhole is so deep?"

Miss Lu's panic was even worse, and she didn't really realize her fear until now. Everything can be seen clearly except within five feet, and the distance seems to be in the darkness forever. If she hadn't felt the fall clearly, she would have almost thought it hadn't moved in two hours. The darkness continues, the fall continues. Miss Lu opened a pair of big bright eyes and looked around, trying to find a little color other than black. However, after a long time, she withdrew her gaze in disappointment. At the moment when she withdrew her gaze, a faint light seemed to sweep away from the corner of her eye. She hurriedly looked up, but found nothing.

"Is my eyes tired and starting to hallucinate?"

Miss Lu lowered her eyes in disappointment, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. I don't know how long it took, Miss Lu was suddenly awakened by the force of the shock. She rubbed her eyes, and found herself collapsed in a place where gravel mixed with soft grass. The force of the shock just now must have been emitted when it fell to the ground.

"Where am I?......"

Miss Lu gently rubbed her slightly aching body and whispered to herself. From her voice, it could be heard that her internal breath was very weak at this time. She barely supported her unhappy body, trying to find a place to rest. Only then did she notice that there was a faint multicolored light scattered at the bottom of the black water pool like a star. She searched for a bit of blue light, only to find that it was a plant that emitted a faint blue light. With this discovery, Miss Lu couldn't help but secretly call herself surprised. But if you want to rely on this little light, it is still more difficult to find a target. In the end, with the light of her white feather coat, she finally found a mountain wall. At the moment, she leaned on the mountain wall as if relieved, and slowly adjusted her internal breath.

As Miss Lu's exercises run, the feather coat on her body, which emitted a glowing white light, also began to swallow light. Suddenly, she felt as if something had fallen from the top of her head. Her eyebrows narrowed slightly, and she just wanted to release her divine sense to investigate. only found that in this black water, the distance between the release of divine consciousness was only a few inches. In this way, it is not as convenient as visual inspection. When the thing got closer, she saw that it was a corner of clothes. Miss Lu immediately stretched out Yingyingyu's hand and grabbed the corner of the clothes in her hand.

"This piece of shreds...... It's very similar to his. Could it be that he's nearby?"

Miss Lu recognized the origin of the piece of clothes, and hurriedly looked around, trying to find out the owner of the pieces from the surroundings. But after a long search, she still found nothing. In desperation, she had no choice but to put away the corners of her clothes and continue to meditate to regulate her internal breath.

A day later, on the outskirts of Siyang City, Luoguo, by the Qingshui Pond. The six Nayuan monks stood still, staring at the two-headed serpent that had fallen not far away. Among these six Nayuan monks, the leader was the Tsing Yi monk of the late Nayuan period. At this point, his eyes swept over the other five. Then he took another look at the corpse of the two-headed serpent.

"The old man is a late-stage monk, and he has the most power to kill this giant snake, and the materials on its body should be picked by the old man first. ”

The monk in Tsing Yi deliberately said the word "late" very seriously, and his eyes were full of threats. As soon as these words came out, the other people immediately looked at each other a few times.

"This Daoist brother, this is a bad word. Although Brother Dao was a late monk, he joined later. The five of us are all in front of Brother Dao. If it weren't for the previous wear and tear of the five of us, how could Brother Dao take advantage of its weakness and give it a fatal blow. ”

A monk dressed in white in the middle of the Nayuan period seems to have been elected by several other people to express his grievances to the monk in Tsing Yi.

The only female cultivator among the six, dressed in white, looked at the other monks who were arguing with a blank face. She didn't care about any of these things. Her only purpose in coming here was to patrol the subordinate sects and their vassal countries on the orders of the Immortal Sect. Just because some time ago, she passed by here and found that there was something unusual in this clear water pool, so she came down to investigate. Who knows, it was mixed with water by Bai Yitong, who had just finished taking a bath at the time. And yesterday, she passed by this pool during her routine tour, only to find that the anomaly in the pool was even worse. So, I stayed and continued to observe. Later, the two-headed giant snake came out of the water, and she also had a responsibility to contribute. So he participated in the battle to encircle and suppress the two-headed giant snake, and it was not until today that the six of them combined forces would be killed. The moment the two-headed serpent fell, she wanted to fly away. It's just that she suddenly remembered Bai Yitong, a little monk who looked like a mortal. She had always wondered how this little monk who had not cultivated had escaped the search of her divine sense. At this time, she felt that it seemed to have something to do with this pool of water. Because at that time, when she released her divine sense to search, Bai Yitong was taking a bath in the pool water. With this in mind, she decided to stay. Look at the difference between this giant snake that was born from this pool.

On the edge of the black water pool of the Evil Water Swamp, four Nayuan monks were fighting with the mosquito beast. I saw that the white and vast frost and snow were already full of deep pits at this time. Ice powder mixed with slime flies through the battlefield. After all, the Mosquito Beast was only a sixth-order demon beast, where could it withstand the onslaught of the two late Nayuan cultivators. At the moment when the old man in white slashed with his sword, it completely lost its resistance. Seeing that the Qingmang Sword was about to be cut down, the Mosquito Beast would also turn into a revenant. Just then, a loud shout rang out to his left. Then, a red flame blocked his green sword.

"Bang ......"

The two mid-level magic weapons collided, stirring up a cloud of sparks and green mist.

"You...... What is this for?!"

The old man in white was extremely angry and yelled at the old man surnamed Ling.

"Don't worry, this Daoist brother, I'll explain it to you when I restrain this evil beast!"

The old man surnamed Ling smiled at the old man in white, and quickly threw out a cage-like magic weapon and headed towards the mosquito beast cover. At this time, the demon power of the blue mosquito beast was almost exhausted, and it was no longer able to resist. The cage artifact easily snapped it firmly, and then gradually shrunk and flew back into the hands of the old man surnamed Ling.

"Didn't ask Brother Dao?"

The old man surnamed Ling saw the cage magic weapon flying back, and he didn't take it back. He only said to the old man in white.

"Old man Sun Huasheng, what is this Taoist friend called. I don't know why I stopped the old man. ”

The old man in white held back his anger and said.

"Hehe, Brother Sun Dao, don't worry. Dare to ask Dao brother......, do you know what to do?"

In a recess wall in the lower part of the black pool, Bai Yitong sat cross-legged. At this time, his cultivation was nearing its end. Due to the large number of carrion beast corpses collected this time, he finally broke through the third layer of Gathering Spirits in one fell swoop and entered the fourth layer of Gathering Spirits with the rich supply of spiritual energy. Stepping into the fourth layer of Gathering Spirits, it means that Bai Yitong has officially entered the middle stage of Gathering Spirits. Although on the surface, it is only a layer of cultivation. But in fact, the middle stage of Gathering Spirit and the fourth layer of Gathering Spirit are not the same concept at all.

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