Chapter 118 Heading to the Snowfield

Chapter 118 Heading to the Snowfield

After coming out of the [True Talisman Building], Xiao Lin couldn't help but twitch his lips in pain.

This time, in addition to the intermediate-level talisman of the thunderstorm technique, he bought seven or eight primary-level talismans in one go, including two defensive talismans, and the rest were all primary-level offensive talismans. This time, Xiao Lin really blew a lot of money. He spent a total of more than 5,000 low-grade spirit stones, which reduced the spirit stones in his bag by more than half.

This made Xiao Lin, who has always been careful with his budget, feel really distressed, but after thinking about it, he did not regret his purchase of talismans this time. After all, all he did was to improve his own combat power. These talismans were enough to save him from danger when he was facing danger. In his opinion, paying more spirit stones was also a necessary price.

The only thing that made Xiao Lin a little dissatisfied was that the talismans sold by this [True Talisman Building], and the spells sealed in them, were all some silent-level spells, even the intermediate-level talisman of the thunderstorm spell, the thunderstorm spell sealed in it was an intermediate spell, but the power was the power of the silent-level spell.

Including the seven or eight primary-level talismans, except for a defensive talisman that sealed a primary spell of the Great Perfection level, the rest were also primary spells of the Silent Level, which was a bit of a pity for Xiao Lin.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but laugh, wondering if he was too greedy. I'm afraid that even the Golden Core Ancestor can't practice many intermediate spells of the Great Perfection level, let alone refine talismans. Being able to buy so many primary-level talismans and accidentally buying a mid-level talisman has already greatly improved his combat power.

In the following time, Xiao Lin started to wander around Xueling Fairy City during the day and practice hard at night. There were only twenty days left before the opening of the underground cave. Xiao Lin could not do anything in this time, so he decided to continue to practice hard. Even if he could not improve his cultivation, at least he could adjust his spirit to the best state.

As the opening time of the underground cave approached, the number of cultivators in Xueling Fairy City suddenly increased. The number of cultivators coming and going on the streets was at least 50% more than when Xiao Lin first came. Moreover, with the increase in the number of cultivators, the major shops in Xueling Fairy City also became lively.

Some shops selling magic tools and talismans even ran out of stock, which made Xiao Lin sigh. In Xiao Lin's perception, most of the cultivators who came to Xueling Fairy City were probably for the underground cave trial. With so many cultivators, Xiao Lin became more cautious about this underground cave trial.

On this day, Xiao Lin ordered two side dishes and a pot of wine on the first floor of the inn and ate quietly. It must be said that the food in this inn is indeed much worse than that in the mortal world, but Xiao Lin did not care. After all, as his cultivation level improved, his requirements for food became lower and lower.

Xiao Lin ate while looking around. This inn is located in the west of the outer city of the fairy city. It is very remote and the scale is also very inconspicuous, but now it is basically overcrowded. Even many cultivators who came late did not book a room.

But for cultivators, this is not a big deal. It is normal for cultivators to sleep in the open air. Just find a place to meditate for a night.

"I wonder how many people will die when the cave trial opens this time?"

"Alas, there is nothing we can do about it. The cave trial opens once every thirty years. This is the only chance for casual cultivators who cannot enter the five major sects. Naturally, they will not let it go."

"I heard that less than 500 people picked the purple spirit flower in the last cave trial. It seems that there are fewer and fewer purple spirit flowers in the cave."

"I don't know what the purple spirit flower is used for? Why do the five major sects set up points in this fairy city to recruit disciples every time the cave opens? Could it be that the purple spirit flower plays an extremely important role for the five major sects?"

"Don't ask about this. I'm afraid that except for some core personnel of the five major sects, even most of the outer disciples don't know the purpose of the purple spirit flower. This purple spirit flower It is natural that it is precious, and I heard that this purple spirit flower is also a third-level spiritual herb. The truly useful purple spirit flower needs to be at least three hundred years old. After hundreds of years of picking, the purple spirit flowers in the cave are probably extremely rare. "

"Doesn't this mean that our opportunities for casual cultivation are getting fewer and fewer? Alas."

"There is nothing we can do about it. There are only so many resources in the Tianlu Mountains, and after tens of millions of years of mining, they are probably facing exhaustion. The number of casual cultivators is so large, so it will naturally lead to fierce competition. "

On a table not far from Xiao Lin, four cultivators were sitting upright. As soon as Xiao Lin saw their clothes, he knew that they were casual cultivators like him. Except for two people who were at the eighth level of Qi Refining, the other two should be at the ninth level of Qi Refining in Xiao Lin's perception.

The two who spoke were two of them, a strong man about thirty years old, and a black-faced cultivator in his twenties. The other two were eating and drinking silently, and did not speak. These four people were obviously cultivators who planned to participate in the cave trial.

"Brother, do we really want to participate in the cave trial?" The black-faced monk said with hesitation on his face and some fear in his eyes.

Hearing this, the sturdy cultivator drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, then sighed and said: "As a casual cultivator without a family and without the qualifications of an imperial spiritual root, if we want to go further on this path of cultivation, our only chance is to pick a purple spiritual flower in the cave trial, otherwise we are destined to linger in the Qi Refining Stage forever. Second brother, are you willing?"

As if he had drunk some wine, the black-faced cultivator's eyes were a little blurred: "Of course I am not willing. In terms of hard work in cultivation, we are no worse than the outer disciples of the five major sects. Our only shortcoming is our background. It's really unfair to think about it."

"Fair? When has there ever been fairness in the world of cultivation? If you want fairness, go back to the secular world and marry a wife and have a baby." At this time, a sneer came from not far away.

"Who?" The black-faced monk heard this, his face changed, and he slapped the table fiercely. He turned his head and looked at the table next to him fiercely. Sitting next to the table was a young monk of 23 or 24 years old. However, after sensing the man's cultivation, the black-faced monk's face changed again. Even the strong man next to him changed his face and hurriedly pulled the black-faced monk. The two returned to their seats without saying a word.

"We are all casual cultivators. Why is this Taoist brother sarcastic? You should know that private fights are not allowed in Xueling Immortal City. Otherwise, if you are discovered by the guards of the Immortal City, it is a great sin to kill the flesh." The strong man looked at the young monk of 23 or 24 years old and said aloud.

Xiao Lin also looked at the young monk with a little surprise. The man had red teeth and white lips. At first glance, he looked a bit like a woman, but his cultivation of the great perfection of the Qi Refining Stage was revealed without reservation. This is why the strong man and the black-faced monk chose to forbear.

"You are afraid before the battle. With your mentality, you still want to participate in the cave trial. It's just adding two more dead bones in the cave. I mean well. You might as well give up this trial, marry and have children, and build a family. Maybe your descendants will still have a chance in the future." Hearing the young monk's sarcastic words, the black-faced monk's face turned red, making his face even darker. The strong man's face also became a little ugly, but they did not refute it out loud. After all, it is not a wise choice to offend a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Qi Refining Stage. Soon, the strong man and the black-faced monk hurriedly left the inn and chose to retreat. Seeing that the two chose to leave, the young monk smiled coldly and did not continue to force them. Instead, he picked up the wine glass and drank by himself. After dinner, Xiao Lin left the first floor, returned to the room, and continued to practice. Time always flies when one is cultivating. Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Xiao Lin opened his eyes from his meditation and sighed slightly. Although he had been cultivating hard during this period, his cultivation seemed to be a little short of the peak of the seventh level.

This made Xiao Lin very helpless, but there was no better way. Combat power could be improved through spells, talismans, magic tools, etc., but the only way to improve the realm was to cultivate hard and elixir. As for using spiritual stones to assist cultivation, it was naturally no problem for some cultivators with good cultivation talents, but for Xiao Lin's spiritual root qualifications, it was not much different from closed-door cultivation.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Lin left the inn and walked straight towards the city gate.

As soon as he left Xueling Fairy City, Xiao Lin flew towards the north with the Seven Blades Slash, and Xiao Lin saw no less than hundreds of escape lights along the way, rising from the fairy city and flying towards the north of Xueling Fairy City.

Thousands of miles north of Xueling Xiancheng, there is an endless snowfield. After flying a thousand miles, Xiao Lin pressed the escape light and landed on a vast snowfield. Looking at the snowfield with snowflakes floating in front of him, Xiao Lin showed a resolute expression on his face.

The snowfield is wrapped in a continuous mountain range, covering an area of ​​10,000 miles, and is covered with ice and snow all year round. There are countless groups of monsters living on the snowfield. In order to prevent these monsters from gathering and attacking the fairy city, a pass is set up at the entrance of this continuous mountain range.

This pass is not big, much smaller than several fairy cities, only about ten miles in radius, but the city wall is extremely tall, at least twenty feet high, and on the fairy city, there are countless crossbows to shoot and kill monsters that attack the pass alone.

Because this pass is the only entrance to the snowfield, it is called the Snow Prison Pass by the monks.

The main reason why there is such a pass in the vast snowfield is that it is impossible to fly in the vast snowfield. Any instrument of the five elements cannot fly in the air in the vast snowfield, unless one's cultivation has reached the Golden Core Realm and can use the magic weapon in the body to emit the escape light out of the body, then one can fly in the vast snowfield.