Chapter 846 The ancient battlefield is closed (please subscribe, please collect)

Chapter 846 The ancient battlefield is closed (please subscribe, please collect)

Originally, for any Jindan-stage cultivator, the injuries in the meridians are quite tricky. Although they cannot affect the cultivator's future path, the recovery of the injuries is quite tricky and difficult.

"This bottle of ten thousand year old stalactite is a treasure of the family collection. Fortunately, it was taken out of the secret vault before this trip, otherwise the second half of the ancient battlefield would be quite difficult."

A quarter of an hour later, Sun Mingsheng looked at the ten thousand year old stalactite, which had no drop left, and couldn't help showing a distressed look.

After all, in a sense, stalactite is also a spiritual object with a wide range of applications and obvious effects.

In addition to the immediate healing, it has a considerable effect on detoxification, assisting in improving cultivation, etc. If it were not for the double entanglement of severe injuries and severe poisons, and in the complex and dangerous environment of the ancient battlefield, Sun Mingsheng would never refine it so easily.

The refining of the ten thousand year old stalactite lasted about half an hour. After the refining was completed, the injuries caused by the explosion and the poison contained in the fine needles were greatly reduced.

"The opening of the ancient battlefield should be nearing the end. Whether it is the remnants of the formation or the space cracks or even the strength of the ghost king, they have been significantly improved. In the future, we should wait here honestly and wait to leave here. This trip has successively harvested two treasures, the Tianxue Lianlian Fruit and the Red Lotus Leaf. It can be said that the trip is worthwhile. I just don’t know who will get the soul-raising poppy flower in the end?"

Sun Mingsheng still remembers this treasure that helps to achieve the Nascent Soul. Even after leaving here, if there is a chance, he may try it again.

After all, no matter who gets this spiritual medicine, the news is destined to be unable to be completely kept secret, and all failed cultivators will be eager to move.

Once he leaves, Sun Mingsheng will retreat as soon as possible, and with the help of the two spiritual medicines, Tianxue Lianlian Lingguo and Honglian Ye, he will be promoted to the ninth level of Jindan as soon as possible, and then he will be truly qualified to participate.

"Huhu"

Above the ancient battlefield, the fog that was originally slightly thin gathered together again, and under the gathering of this wind force from an unknown source, Sun Mingsheng felt waves of irresistible pressure in his heart, as if there was a sense of impending disaster filling his body, which was a sign that the ancient battlefield was about to close.

Therefore, for the advent of this scene, Sun Mingsheng showed a look of joy on his face. After all, it was impossible for him to impact the ninth level of Jindan here. Leaving early would be beneficial to the planning of future cultivation plans.

"Kacha"

As the fog continued to gather, when it turned pitch black and the entire ancient battlefield was about to return to its peak state again, a golden lightning flashed from top to bottom, splitting it in two from the middle.

And under the restraint of this thunder and lightning power, the black fog that was constantly surging and twisting could not break through the shackles of this power.

"The ancient battlefield has been closed. If you don't leave now, when will you leave?"

A majestic and steady voice filled the ears of every cultivator in the ancient battlefield. This voice appeared when the ancient battlefield was first opened, and no cultivator had ever found out its specific source.

Sun Mingsheng was naturally a little curious about this voice, but he always controlled his curiosity within a certain range.

This mysterious word was like a pass that allowed Sun Mingsheng and other cultivators who survived the opening of the ancient battlefield to leave.

As soon as the words fell, Sun Mingsheng felt waves of repulsion coming from the space around him. This repulsion was completely irresistible and belonged to the power of different life breaths. Then, in a shaking of the sky and the earth, his figure turned into an uncontrollable stream of light, wrapped in a layer of thick fog, and went straight into the space split by golden lightning.

Not only Sun Mingsheng, at the same time, a large number of cultivators were forcibly expelled under the control of this power. With the departure of the cultivators, the entire ancient battlefield also returned to its former tranquility.

Only in a position that Sun Mingsheng and a group of cultivators could not see, the White-clothed Ghost King, who had disappeared under the effect of the space drainage ring, reappeared, looking at the direction where the cultivators left with a pair of eyes without any emotion and waves, showing a complicated look.

"These cultivators are indeed not to be underestimated, but when the next ancient battlefield opens, I will definitely make you pay the price of blood for today's recklessness."

The White-clothed Ghost King's words have not yet fallen, and under the cover of layers of thick fog, he quickly petrified, waiting for the start of the next reincarnation.

As for the so-called revenge in his words, it naturally has no effect on Sun Mingsheng. If he cannot achieve the Nascent Soul, he will not be able to wait until the next opening with his lifespan.

"This trip to the ancient battlefield is over. Let's return to the family as soon as possible. I wonder what Ximen Jian has gained? Has he suffered any injuries in the subsequent battles?"

After leaving the ancient battlefield, Sun Mingsheng looked around. There was no breath of other cultivators within a thousand miles. After sighing for a while, he no longer hesitated. After confirming the direction, he turned into a stream of light and left in the direction of Shenquan Mountain in Pingyang County.

Although it didn't take Sun Mingsheng too long to be promoted to the eighth level of Jindan, he was lucky that various opportunities came one after another, and his own cultivation speed was not delayed at all.

The trip to the ancient battlefield was also a fruitful and perfect end. Moreover, there are still plans to compete for the Soul Ascension Poppy. Only those who are based on the strength of the ninth level of the Golden Core are qualified to participate and get a share of the pie.

Half a day later, Shengu Mountain, which had become more and more handsome in recent years, appeared in front of us. The journey was quite smooth without any changes.

Although Shendog Mountain is still a third-level middle-grade mountain that has not yet reached the final threshold to advance to the third-order high-grade, under the management of generations of monks of the Sun family, various spiritual flowers, spiritual herbs, and even some magical The number of spiritual plants is not small.

Among them, the most dazzling one is the Whipwind Willow that has gradually grown. This spiritual plant will not bear fruit by itself, nor can it be used as a spiritual material for refining spiritual weapons. However, its only purpose is to refine and attract people. The spiritual power floating between heaven and earth enters the spiritual veins and improves its quality.

As the Whip Wind Willow Forest gradually grew, the quality of the family's spiritual veins also gradually improved over the years. During this period, the Sun family did not add enough spiritual stones to the spiritual veins every year as they did in the past.

"Caiwu has met his twelfth uncle. He sincerely welcomes his return to the family and wishes him an early arrival on Yuanying Avenue."

After about half a cup of tea, Sun Caiwu, who had reached the fourth level of Jindan, also came up to him with a face full of joy and a heart full of joy.