Chapter 162 Eighteen Years
This mountain has not been developed by humans, there are no roads, and there are so many venomous snakes on the mountain that it is appalling.
Xu Xuan walked through the branches, unfolding his spiritual thoughts and sensing the surrounding situation.
According to what the young man said, there is a cave here in Mangjiang. The cave is not big. From time to time, the sound of cows can be heard from the cave. At that time, birds and beasts will be sucked into the cave entrance by a suction force and never appear again.
There was a big earthquake three hundred years ago. After the earthquake, the cave disappeared.
Xu Xuan searched for three months on the mountain, but still could not find the covered cave entrance.
Finally, the undercurrent cave entrance was found at the bottom of the water. The Guizhou water system extends in all directions, and the underground undercurrents are interconnected, and some can even connect to Shu.
Xu Xuan followed the dense water network and came to an underground cave.
The dark cave cannot block his sight. The underground cave is very large, fifty meters high, and there is a cave hall fifty meters above.
Not surprisingly, this cave is probably located under Mang Mountain.
Xu Xuan flew up to the fifty-meter cave hall, and there was a hundred-meter cliff further up. There was no cave here anymore, only long and narrow gaps.
A Yang Gang condensed on the fingertips, flying upward while cutting through the narrow place.
Finally, the front suddenly became bright again.
Wow!
Xu Xuan flew out from the side. This cave hall was larger and had its own light. There were irregularly shaped white luminous stones on the cave wall, and the white light illuminated the entire cave.
"A lot of bones."
At a glance, there were numerous bones all around.
There are people, cattle, dogs, pigs, tigers, snakes... densely packed into mountains.
In the middle is a naturally generated well, and above the well there seems to be a hole that leads directly to the outside world.
Xu Xuan realized something and immediately jumped into the well.
I saw a dragon in the well, a legless dragon, about the thickness of a water tank, with jet black scales shining with metallic luster, its horns were like those of a bull, and its head was like a bull's. Its eyes were closed tightly, and it was completely lifeless.
This is the legendary prison dragon.
Xu Xuan stepped forward and pressed it. All the flesh and blood dried up, and his lower body was tightly integrated with the mountain peak.
"I see."
When the giant python transformed into a dragon, it accidentally became one with the mountain. It could never go out again in this life, so it could only practice in the cave, and occasionally use its magical powers to absorb passing creatures from the outside world to make tooth sacrifices.
"Transforming into a dragon... Even if he didn't succeed, he would still be a half-dragon. He is much higher than the dragon. It seems that he has found a treasure." Xu Xuan thought to himself.
Perhaps it was because the spiritual energy of the world had become thinner that the prisoner dragon was unable to transform and eventually died on the spot.
It is estimated that he has been dead for more than two thousand years.
"The double-pupil bloodline can absorb and purify the spiritual energy of other bloodlines. It should digest the dragon in front of you, and the cultivation speed should be much faster."
Thinking of this, Xu Xuan stayed here and took out a mirror to communicate with the mirror world.
It has been five years since the last retreat, and fifty years have passed in the mirror world.
the other side.
There are many buildings among the mountains.
The scale of the Yinshan Sect has expanded a lot.
Of course, nothing will happen in fifty years.
In the ancestral hall, Hong Xiangling, the leader of the sect, has become much more mature, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.
Cultivation of immortals is inevitable with battles, especially in dangerous mountains. There are countless battles. For Xu Xuan, a vampire, they also have to fight in order to obtain more resources.
The eldest disciple, Gao Feng, has become a foundation-builder. The foundation-builder prescription given by Xu Xuan back then is the cornerstone of the Yinshan Sect.
This is a place where yin energy gathers, and it is also an ancestral hall where tens of thousands of ghosts are worshipped.
Hong Xiangling put out a mirror and asked sincerely: "Master Immortal in the Mirror, now that I am close to my goal, I still have less than a sixty years left to live. How can I break through the later stages, even the golden elixir?"
At the Golden Elixir stage, there is a total lifespan of ten Jiazi, and then there will be no need to worry about insufficient lifespan.
But now that I can't even pass the later stages, how can I seek revenge from Xuanjing Mountain?
A line of words appeared in the mirror.
"It's too slow. Give up on mortal cultivation and take the bloodline monk route."
Bloodline monks practice demon transformation.
The lifespan of demons is usually longer than that of humans, about four or five times. Of course, the price is that their cultivation speed is slower than that of humans, and they consume more resources. They also need different bloodlines to help their own bloodlines evolve.
Of course, the most important thing is to find the right monster bloodline.
This is the most important.
The individual lifespan of a Fire-Eyed Golden-Eyed Ape is generally about five hundred years, and the foundation period should be a thousand years, with two thousand golden elixirs and three thousand Nascent Souls.
If he is completely transformed into a bloodline monk, he will probably live a long time.
"Ask the Immortal in the Mirror to give me blood. This is the treasure I offer..." Hong Xiangling gritted his teeth and conjured a gray cotton-like treasure.
"This is a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Black Cloud Bag. It looks like a dark cloud from the outside. It can be big or small. It is very fast. It has a volume of one thousand cubic meters. The dark cloud can withstand real fire and water, flying swords, thunder and lightning, etc."
"Good guy, isn't this a flying house?"
After not seeing each other for decades, the treasure this woman got from nowhere was probably taken back from some unlucky person.
Xu Xuan just needs this thing.
"Give her some of the prisoner dragon corpse identity. I had to give it to her anyway."
The purpose of giving things to people in another world is for trial and error. Time flows quickly there, and this person has the value of training. It's just a good time to see how blood is purified.
Of course, Xu Xuan didn't want to be a bloodline monk. He even wanted to avoid this situation. The double pupil was at best a magical power and a natural ability. He couldn't transform into a demon.
Monsters have powerful supernatural powers, but their upper limit is not high.
Immediately, Xu Xuan cut off a piece of the prison dragon's flesh and blood.
The meat is stiff, like thousand-year-old firewood.
I guess I need to moisten it with spiritual energy for a while.
The flesh and blood were brought to the Mirror Realm along with many pill recipes.
This piece, about twenty pounds, came into this world and was moistened by the spiritual energy, giving off a faint majestic aura, as thick as the earth and with the power of a dragon.
"What a powerful beast. The Immortal in the Mirror actually gave me these things casually."
Hong Xiangling was secretly surprised.
Sometimes the Immortal in the Mirror responds, and sometimes he doesn't respond much. It is said that time flows at different speeds there, but the Immortal in the Mirror is always good when he makes a move.
"Is he a master above the gods?"
It is estimated that the master of transforming gods may not have this ability to break through the world, and may be a more advanced monk.
In fact, Hong Xiangling didn't know that the other person was just a lucky guy who found an ownerless world.
Of course, Xu Xuan would not admit that all of this was achieved through his own efforts and there was no luck.
After that, both worlds were closed at the same time.
Xu Xuan would send some flesh and blood from time to time for Hong Xiangling to study, and occasionally give him some pointers.
However, his thinking may not be correct. His qualifications are actually worse than Hong Xiangling's, and his experience may not be as good as Hong Xiangling's.
"Failed again? You can't keep up with my thinking. Your world is still too low-level. Please change your thinking." Xu Xuan said to Hong Xiangling.
"Still failed? Why break the world and change it again!"
Researching new things takes time. If Xu Xuan researched it by himself, he might waste decades of his life.
One of the benefits of the Mirror Realm is that you can use the resources and time there to help you research certain things.
In the real world, eighteen years have passed by in a flash.
Lishan.
The flowers are red and the willows are green, and the mood of spring is full.
Mountain.
Whizzing! !
"Thousands of mountains of ice and snow!!" A female voice like a silver bell sounded.
The sword energy flew across the sky, turning a hundred meters in radius into frost, and the vegetation was frozen.
A handsome young man stood in the center of the Ice and Snow Sword Domain.
The young man was bare-chested, with bulging muscles, a tough and handsome face, sharp eyes, and steam rising from his body.
The female figure appears and disappears sometimes, and her appearance is always accompanied by icy sword energy.
At this time, the sword energy formed a net and covered the man.
The man smiled wildly.
boom!
The flesh is bursting with hot blood! The inner Qi penetrates three feet into the body!
The power is strong, the momentum is rising, rising, and rising!
The surrounding terrain converged, and his feet seemed to have roots.
boom!
With one punch, the blood was like smoke, and the fiery wind of the fist disintegrated the ice and snow.
The man jumped up to the woman, startling her.
"Jiejie, junior sister, no matter how you practice swordsmanship, boxing is the best way to practice!" Li Chunfeng smiled arrogantly.
The woman's delicate brows furrowed, she took three steps back, and said in disdain: "Who wants to practice your magical calling skill? Can you please stop calling like that in the future?"
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