Chapter 540 Zhimu Yanmui
The three feet of finger dust on the Taoist nun’s hand turned into slender silver needles, dancing wildly in the sky. There were two monks’ corpses on the ground, their bodies covered with sharp needle holes. , presumably it was this Taoist nun who did it.
The blood on the broken arm of the one-armed bearded middle-aged man who was hostile to the Taoist nun had formed a scab. He still looked fierce at this time. Looking at the tired faces of these monks, it was obvious that they had been fighting for a long time.
At this time, the focus of the two waves of people's struggle is a tree in the cracks of several rocks in the valley, which is only about a foot tall and as thick as a fist. At first glance, it looks like a dead tree.
"Zhimuyanmui!" Even Chi Yunsang also showed a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes at this time.
Lu Xiaotian was even more shocked. Zhimu Rock Marrow is a rare spiritual object between heaven and earth. It looks like wood but not wood, and looks like rock but not rock. Once a monk possesses it and refines it, the physical body can be upgraded to the terrifying level of seventh or even ninth level a hundred years later. Although it takes a long time, and only Jindan monks can refine it, for the longevity of Jindan monks, it is completely usable. Lu Xiaotian himself is a body cultivator, but he has only entered the Golden Dan stage. After that, he never made a breakthrough in physical cultivation. The explosive power of physical training in fighting, as well as the ability to withstand injuries and recover are far beyond what ordinary monks can compare with. It's a pity that Zhimu Rock Marrow also has a huge flaw. Once taken, the physical body's cultivation level will stop at the ninth level at most, and there will be no progress.
But for many Jindan monks, a hundred years are completely affordable. Although many foundation-building monks don't even forge elixirs until they are over two hundred years old, even Chiyun Sang and Wang Tuoguai and the others no longer have enough lifespan to last until they are completely refined into Muyan marrow. But there is no one who does not have a reverie about Nascent Soul in his heart. Even for Nascent Soul cultivators, if their physical strength can reach the seventh or ninth level, it is also a great temptation. Even if they don't need it, if they take it out and exchange it, it will even be worth a stone. Jie Ying Dan! As for the effects of taking Zhimu Rock Essence, it is not a problem for these Jindan monks to stop at the ninth level of physical cultivation. After all, except for a few people who are gifted with talents and have a huge family, very few people would choose to practice physical cultivation at the same time as cultivation. Even these people would not expect to have two cultivation levels at the same time. Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage. Zhimu rock marrow is a rare treasure that is enough to shock an entire party and is priceless!
No wonder these two waves of people fought so fiercely for this supreme wood rock marrow. And near the Zhimu Rock Marrow, there was the corpse of a ninth-level demon cow. Its body was also full of fine holes. I was afraid that it was also killed by the Taoist nun. But I didn't expect that another wave of people would be killed later.
The sword wielded by the bearded middle-aged man was riddled with holes under the attack of those fine silver needles. The Taoist nun's fingers twitched and hit the broken arm. On the chest of the bearded middle-aged man, the middle-aged man with a broken arm spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell upside down to the ground. However, the skinny little Taoist nun made no other movement. She glanced coldly towards the direction of Lu Xiaotian and others, "Since you are here, come out and don't hide your head and tail."
"It's so awesome. Taoist nun, if you hadn’t fought fiercely before I'm afraid even I can't touch you, and I don't know how many levels of strength you have left!" Chi Yunsang knew that he had been discovered, so he immediately rose into the sky, and the red and black pagoda in his hand was raised without any explanation, facing the wind. It rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it had grown to a height of more than ten feet. Suppress the skinny little Taoist nun.
The skinny little Taoist nun looked angry, and with a wave of the fly whisk in her hand, it turned into thousands of silk rains like silver needles, piercing towards the red and black pagoda.
Oddly enough, the red and black pagoda seemed to weigh more than a thousand kilograms, like Mount Tai weighing its top. The skinny little Taoist nun's whisk looked extremely weak, as if it could soften with just a touch of hand pressure. However, the red and black pagoda, which was as heavy as a hill, blocked the silver threads of the whisk that were fluttering in the wind. Hanging in the air but never able to fall.
"Hey!" Chi Yunsang, holding the mysterious magic formula with both hands, pointed at the red and black pagoda. A large amount of mana turned into a strong light and hit the pagoda. At the same time, there was a burst of energy all over the red and black pagoda. A masterpiece of brilliance. Suddenly he pressed down a lot.
The Taoist nun's face turned pale, and her wide robe fluttered in the wind, making her already thin body appear even more slender. The thin little Taoist nun stretched out her palm and put it on the handle of the whisk. The whisk floated upward like a huge dandelion. The sky full of silver threads began to wrap around the red and black pagoda. Taking advantage of the fight with the skinny little Taoist nun in Chiyun Sang, the middle-aged man with a beard and a broken arm and several of his companions fled in panic.
Wang Tuoguai, He Yousheng, Yang Cuiyun, and Lu Xiaotian each committed suicide and joined the battle group. The thin Taoist nun had only four people under her command, two of whom were injured. Although they were all in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation, these numbers had an advantage over Lu Xiaotian. The new force fell into a disadvantage as soon as they met.
While Lu Xiaotian was attacking a woman in green in front of him with an earth-shattering knife, he used his deputy soul to pay full attention to the fight between the skinny little Taoist nun and Chi Yunsang. This kind of battle between the masters of the late Jindan It was the first time for him to watch the battle so close.
At this time, the lower part of the red and black pagoda was entangled with silver threads. The figure of the red and black pagoda wrapped in the middle trembled violently. It wanted to escape, but it could not break free at all.
Even these silver threads seemed to be going into the red and black pagoda. Chi Yunsang snorted coldly and flew up. His body shook for a while. In the blink of an eye, he flew over a distance of several hundred feet, volleying in the air. With one foot on the top of the tower, the red and black pagoda that was originally entangled with silver threads suddenly fell down again, and countless energy shot out from the pagoda. There is a lot of hot flowing fire inside.
The skinny little Taoist nun's face changed drastically, and she quickly controlled the fly whisk to retract it. However, it was too late for him to control it at this time. The red and black pagoda was already so powerful that it pressed down heavily. The originally extremely tough silver wires were now burned by the flowing fire, and dozens of them had begun to turn black, and the flames continued to spread along the silver wires towards the handle of the whisk.
puff! The skinny little Taoist nun vomited blood, and her body seemed to have been hit hard, and she was suddenly thrown back hundreds of feet.
Next to him, He Yousheng, Yu Xiao, Zhao Nanxing and others saw that the thin Taoist nun was seriously injured, and they were close to them at this time. They had just severely injured their opponents and immediately surrounded the thin Taoist nun.
The skinny little Taoist nun had a stern look on her face and once again sprayed a mouthful of blood on the damaged fly whisk. The dozens of silver threads on the finger dust had been injured by the flow of fire just now. Now they were stimulated by the Taoist nun's essence and blood, and the silver light burst out again, growing long and hitting He Yousheng and the others.
(End of this chapter)