Chapter 392 Dongshan Daoyou

Chapter 392 Fellow Taoist Dongshan

A light green brilliance with extremely light luster flashed through, and a dozen green scripts with strange shapes flowed faintly in the indifferent brilliance. As the brilliance slowly flowed into the forehead of a female cultivator.

Every time the green script entered the female cultivator's forehead, the female cultivator's brows furrowed slightly. When more than a dozen green script characters entered completely, the female cultivator's face became even more ugly, turning slightly pale.

"Fellow Taoist Dongshan! This green seal script entered the mind of the poor Taoist... Why is it so weird? Does it give me a terrible headache?" The female cultivator spoke, and it was Fairy Yingzhuo, the leader of the Xunyan Sect.

This is a rather large secret room. The upper, lower and left sides of the secret room? pig? pig? island? The right side of the novel ww.uua. is flashing with brilliance. Countless runes appear and disappear in the brilliance, making it appear that the restrictions are very strict. About a foot away from Fairy Yingzhuo, there was a dark brown figure covered in a black cloak. Neither the naked eye nor the mind could see the figure clearly. The light green light was rising from this figure. From the raised sleeves, what poked out of the sleeves were only three inches of black, hairy knuckles!

"Fellow Daoist Yingzhuo~ I have told you that practicing spells uses the power of the soul. Only by being extremely powerful can the body be protected from harm. The green script also carries the power of the soul between heaven and earth. Fellow Taoist, of course He is a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, but learning Green Seal Script will still have an impact on the soul of fellow Taoist monks!" A hoarse voice came from the black cloak, and the words were quite obscure.

"Well, I know, what kind of pain has I not experienced since I refined my qi and cultivated to Nascent Soul?" Fairy Yingzhuo gritted her teeth and said: "What is this little pain? If this spell is as Taoist Taoist Dongshan said, it can make the poor If Tao is distracted, Pindao must agree to the terms of fellow Taoist as agreed before!"

"The art of talismans is the most unpredictable way in the world. It comes from the mysterious ancient times. What is a small distraction? If the art of talismans had not been lost in Xiaoyu Continent, how could fellow Taoist Yingzhuo be so distrustful of Pindao? ?” Fellow Taoist Dongshan said with a smile: “How about the quick method of cultivation that I can teach you? With this method, your Xunyan Sect will be able to cultivate many excellent disciples, so why worry about the sect not flourishing?”

"Fellow Taoist Dongshan of Haojiao knows it!" Fairy Yingzhuo said with a bitter smile: "Fellow Taoist's method is good, but it is too overbearing after all. Only three disciples survived the first use. Although their cultivation has now reached the tenth level of Qi refining, they can There are too many lost disciples!”

"Humph, the monks in Xiaoyu Continent only cultivate their minds and Taoism without cultivating their bodies and souls. Naturally, they cannot achieve perfection, and many methods are difficult to apply. Well, fellow Taoist Yingzhuo will focus on cultivating these three disciples first and see what their future holds. , let’s make the next step!”

"Okay~ But listen to fellow Taoist Dongshan's instructions!" Fairy Yingzhuo said with a smile: "Please also ask fellow Taoist Dongshan to solve the puzzle of the green script!"

"Release your spiritual thoughts!" Fellow Taoist Dongshan whispered,

Then, an extremely weird and awkward syllable came out from under the cloak. As soon as the syllable was uttered, an inexplicable thing swarmed around him, gathering into the syllable like a swarm of bees. As soon as Fairy Yingzhuo's spiritual thoughts touched the syllables, a kind of tremor came from the bone marrow. Then the syllables turned into a wave along with the spiritual thoughts and entered Fairy Yingzhuo's Niwan Palace.

"It's amazing!" Fairy Yingzhuo, who is already a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, couldn't help but praise in her heart. How could there be any doubt at all?

After a long time, Fairy Yingzhuo felt that her three souls and seven souls were filled with a kind of full satisfaction, and she asked in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist Dongshan, please continue!"

Fellow Taoist Dongshan said calmly: "Let's do it tomorrow. This green seal script can only be taught once a day. If there are more, it will cause the wrath of heaven and earth!"

"Well, okay!" Fairy Yingzhuo nodded, the two of them stopped talking, and the entire quiet room was silent.

Xiao Hua sat in the quiet room provided by Taiqing Sect, read the green script in the white bones into his mind, then looked at the dim white bones, flicked his hand, put it into the space, and placed it with the previous one. together.

But at this moment, Xiao Hua discovered that there was a faint flash of lightning on the white bones, and an extremely dim silver light flashed faintly. Moreover, as soon as the second white bone entered the space, there was also a trace of lightning. It was born, surrounded the entire white bones, and kept hitting.

What’s even weirder is that these two white bones cannot be placed together at all. They are placed at a fixed angle in the space. The two bones are only connected by lightning!

"Are these... two white bones... together?" Xiao Hua looked at the weird placement of the two white bones and couldn't help but secretly thought, but there are only two white bones, how can he tell the clues?

"I heard from Zhu Beibei that her bones must be in the Million Meng Mountain. It seems that if there is a chance, where else can we go to see it? If we can get a complete skeleton together, what strange phenomena will happen?"

Xiao Hua just thought about it. The Million Meng Mountain was indeed too far away from him. He wouldn't even consider it if he didn't build a foundation or even a golden elixir. What he had to consider now was how to participate in the Feather Immortal Conference!

"What do those two sword cultivators want to exchange for?" Xiao Hua thought of what Gen Qing said when she left.

"Hmph, what else could it be? Isn't it the six-thousand-year-old Xuanyin Spirit Grass? But I have never even heard of this Xuanyin Spirit Grass. How could it be in the Changbai Sect's storage bag? Is there any?"

"Well, since I have the Ling Yicao that Master wants, maybe Xuanyin Spirit Grass can also be found among those rare and unknown spiritual grasses?" Xiao Hua pondered, his top priority is to know Xuanyin Spirit Grass Only by the appearance of the spiritual grass can you know whether it is alive in your own space.

Afterwards, Xiao Hua took a Yuan Ju Dan and closed his eyes to practice.

Although the competition on the next day was also very fierce, perhaps because of the warnings of Liao Zhouquan and Gen Qing, the battle between Changbai Sect and Yulei Sect disciples was obviously not as fierce as the first day. Xiao Hua also had a bye, and his first opponent He is a disciple of the Changbai Sect. The cultivation level of the disciple of the Changbai Sect is obviously not as good as that of Fan Tong yesterday, and he must have known that Fan Tong died in the hands of Xiao Hua. Surrendered.

"Alas, these disciples... even if they have reached the peak of the twelfth level of Qi Refining, how can they build a foundation?" Xiao Hua sighed in his heart, looking like a senior teacher! Alas, he didn’t even think about it, so what was his cultivation? A monk at the early stage of the twelfth level of Qi refining! I am a disciple who is in the late twelfth level of Qi refining and is very likely to build a foundation tomorrow. There is no reason to fight with you! In particular, the consequence of fighting is very likely to be your own death! Of course, the purpose of coming to the Yuxian Conference is to find the opportunity to build the foundation, but knowing that the result of fighting will definitely be death, everyone will be weak!

Since the disciple of the Changbai Sect was willing to compromise, Xiao Hua had no objection. The two of them made wild gestures for a while. When the time limit for half a stick of incense was up, before Xiao Hua could say anything, the disciple of the Changbai Sect activated his magic power and actually came out of the illusion. Zhen Nai escaped first!

"That's not the case, I still want to go out!" Xiao Hua was speechless, flew out of the illusion formation, and fought with his shoulders. He wanted others to see his pride, but with Qi Refining Ten The cultivation in the early stage of the second level forced the later monks to escape from the illusion formation first. This was the first time Xiao Hua had experienced this in the Feather Immortal Conference since ancient times! It is a pity that in the entire square, every pair of disciples in each illusion formation are fighting hard, and the disciples who have a bye are also seizing the time to recharge their batteries. Who will pay attention to him?

As for the next two rounds of competition, it was boring. These two were disciples of the Xuantian Sect and the Taiqing Sect. Although their cultivation levels were not bad, the power of the magic weapon was insufficient, similar to Xiao Hua's Spirit Crow Fire Net. , Xiao Hua only sacrificed Yan Chen to defend himself, and he was able to compete with them all. Moreover, Xiao Hua did not dare to do anything to create "Foundation Establishment" this time. Once the time limit for half a stick of incense was up, he would Use the magic cards to get out of the magic array.

What Xiao Hua didn't know was that his figure had just disappeared from the illusion formation, and his two opponents also let out a long sigh, with a look of relief on their faces!

The commotion that Xiao Hua and Fan Tong made yesterday was really big. The disciples of other groups of cultivation sects may not know that the group where the disciples of Yu Lei Sect belong to has been heard by many disciples. A fierce man like Xiao Hua can actually use his hand The disciple who held the fragment of the magic weapon was killed, and... he was killed when the disciple could activate the magic card at will to escape. Who dared to take it lightly?

The second day of the competition passed in this calm manner, but the situation seemed to be out of control in the next few days. Not to mention the forbearing emotions of the Yulei Sect and Changbai Sect disciples gradually exploded, Gen Qing and Liao Zhouquan's The warning was gradually forgotten by everyone, not to mention that the disciples of Xuantian Sect and Taiqing Sect, as well as the disciples of other sects who gradually joined later, as well as the Yulei Sect and Changbai Sect disciples, also fought with each other. No one under his command was merciful anymore. Just saying that as time went by, two more disciples from other groups successfully built the foundation. Not only the disciples of the Yu Lei Sect, but also the disciples of all other sects became anxious, as if they had the guts to wait. My feeling is that life and death are often disregarded in a fight. Even with Xiao Hua's methods, it is extremely embarrassing.

That evening, a brilliance flashed on an illusory array, and Xiao Hua's hair was a little scattered and he sprang out of the illusory array. He cursed as he flew: "***, I can't build a foundation, so I'll fight with you." ! It’s all clear, why are you so stubborn?”

"Xiao Hua... don't leave!" While he was cursing, a female cultivator in plain clothes rushed out of the illusion formation with an angry face, holding a sharp sword in her hand.

"Fellow Daoist Fan Qiao'er, we have escaped from the illusory formation in the fight. You will naturally win this battle. Even if this is in your Taiqing Sect, you don't have to be so bullying, right?" Xiao Hua muttered, his figure falling. on the ground.

"You are obviously very skilled...why don't you..." Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Fan Qiaoer had no choice but to put away his sword, with a look of displeasure on his face!

"What? You are only willing to have a poor Taoist kill you?" Xiao Hua asked with a cold face.

"Why should I hate him if he dies in the morning and evening? Establishing the foundation...sigh..." Fan Qiaoer glanced at Xiao Hua, turned around and left.