Chapter 847 Return to Wangyue
"Return to Heaven Pill, I didn't expect you to have such a good thing. Do you have any more?" This kind of elixir that can directly restore the mana of a Foundation Establishment monk, for a Foundation Establishment monk, No less than a second life. As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Miao Ruolin felt a little embarrassed. This guy is really stupid and clever.
Even in the past, elixirs such as the Huitian Pill were extremely precious. Since several major cultivating circles invaded the Wangyue Cultivation World, many of the producing areas of spiritual herbs have been taken over by the other parties. Drug supplies are becoming increasingly tight. Pills like this are extremely expensive and have no market. Ordinary foundation-building monks rarely even take a look at them.
"There are still a few more, but I have to exchange them with other coins you have. If they are useful to me, I will keep them. If they are useless, I will return them to you."
After collecting the bluestone brick related to the Buddha Tong Silver Leaf, Lu Xiaotian was very interested in the things Miao Ruolin obtained. If he were an ordinary evil monk, he would just ask the other party to take it out. It was just Miao Ruolin and her group. Lu Xiaotian couldn’t make a move.
"Where is the Return to Heaven Pill?"
Miao Ruolin saw that after the round-faced young man swallowed the Return to Heaven Pill, his complexion was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, so she felt relieved and looked at Lu Xiaotian.
“There are a few bottles here, but it depends on how many pills you have borrowed.” Lu Xiaotian took out a few pill bottles and said.
In Lu Xiaotian’s eyes, the value of Miao Ruolin’s borrowed money was naturally far higher than his Heaven-Returning Pills, but soon Miao Ruolin’s speed was so fast that he was stunned. He grabbed the bottles of elixirs directly, and then directly threw a storage bag to Lu Xiaotian, "It's all in there, you can "Go and fight."
Miao Ruolin saw that there were all Huitian Dan inside, and felt that Lu Xiaotian was kind and simple-minded. Even though her group had been saved, she still wanted to take advantage of others. Miao Ruolin Lin herself was embarrassed, she blushed in a rare way, handed a bottle back to Lu Xiaotian and said, "It seems that there are too many pills. I'll give it back to you."
"I still have it myself." Lu Xiaotian waved his hand. It was just a few bottles of Heaven-Returning Pill. It really didn't count. It was just for monks in the foundation-building stage. Naturally, there was no need to worry about not revealing the wealth.
“Have you been incarcerated for decades and your brain has become stupid?” Miao Ruolin glanced at Lu Xiaotian suspiciously and said.
Lu Xiaotian felt a vein jump on his forehead, this woman with so few muscles.
"Those books are not worth a few spirit stones. I have something I didn't bring with me. I will give it to you when I return to the Moon Cultivation World. Maybe you will need it." Miao Ruolin thought about it. Said immediately.
"Thank you very much." Lu Xiaotian nodded. Although Miao Ruolin was a bit nervous, she didn't seem to be really brainless.
Halfway through the journey, strange black smoke rolled inside. Within the black smoke, there was a burst of ghosts crying and wolf howling. Lu Xiaotian's expression changed slightly. There must be a large number of ghosts in the black smoke, ranging from Jindan level ghosts to low-level ghost princes. And enough, the number is hard to count. With such a large number of ghosts, Lu Xiaotian had only seen so many ghosts during the so-called thousand-year tribulation with the Jushi Clan.
“Why are there more ghosts and monsters inside than before?” Miao Ruolin said with a panic.
“There weren’t so many when you came here before?” Lu Xiaotian asked with a shiver in his heart.
"No, there are several times more now." There was another gloomy ghost scream. In the scream, the silver light emitted by the silver leaves of the Buddha tree seemed to be affected, and the silver light group flashed. trembling.
Poof, a few of the weaker ones couldn't hold on and sat down on the ground. Even Miao Ruolin was a little unsteady on her feet. "Quickly, take the Heaven-Returning Pill." A sharp look flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. The black mist in front of him seemed to have some restraint effect on the ghost tribe, but a large number of ghost tribes were constantly trying to break through the restraint. Once they broke out, the ghost tribe would pour out. A large number of ghost tribes are nothing less than a huge catastrophe for the major immortal realms that have experienced nearly two hundred years. The ghost tribe is far more dangerous than the sky, stars, and the major immortal realms in the Southern Wilderness.
The ghosts inside sensed the strange aura of Miao Ruolin and her group, and kept rushing towards them while roaring fiercely. Although they were bound by the black energy, the distance between the two sides was getting closer. As for how much space there was in the black energy, Lu Xiaotian didn't know, but judging from the ghost clan's roaring roar, I'm afraid it would definitely not be small. .
Suddenly, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the black mist, as big as a human fist. The eyes were crazy and cold. Miao Ruolin, Liu Jinglei and others turned their heads away, not daring to look further. One glance.
Lu Xiaotian was shocked. This was at least a Nascent Soul-level ghost clan. Even through the rolling black mist, Lu Xiaotian could feel the aura of this ghost clan. It was no less powerful than the original Black Nightmare Ghost King. How many.
Suddenly, a huge black claw clawed out from the black mist, like a pangolin-like black claw, and grabbed at everyone.
Lu Xiaotian was also startled when he saw these eyes for the first time. This place was surrounded by ghosts. Even with the wings of the Bat King, he might not be able to escape. He just saw the power of the claw clawed out by the mysterious Ghost King. It's not that strong after all, it's only equivalent to an ordinary blow from a Jindan-level ghost cultivator. It seems that the black mist has a lot of constraints on the ghost clan, and they have to get out of here quickly.
Miao Ruolin and others screamed. The captured ghost claws were nothing to Lu Xiaotian, but to them, they were simply irresistible.
But a few people were in shock. The ghost claw seemed to suddenly encounter a blockage, then began to fade, and finally disappeared from sight.
Liu Jinglei and others looked around in surprise, wondering why the extremely powerful ghost claws suddenly dissipated.
Seeing that the Ghost King in the black mist showed no signs of attacking again, Lu Xiaotian was secretly relieved.
"Let's go, let's go!" Miao Ruolin and others were in shock. After coming back to their senses, they immediately wanted to leave this ghost place.
Lu Xiaotian secretly glanced at the roaring Ghost King in the black mist, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. According to Miao Ruolin and others, the restrictive power of the black mist is most likely being gradually weakened. .
Is the Thousand-Year Tribulation not just targeting the Jushi clan? Even Qingyu Continent, where the world of immortality such as Wangyue, Sky Vault, Stars, and Southern Wilderness are located, will be involved?
A soft sunlight shone from the sky, and a group of people lay facelessly on the ground, gasping for air.
Surrounded by vast mountains, the place is full of life with the chirping of birds and beasts. Just like the Wangyue Mountains that Lu Xiaotian has experienced before.
"I finally left that damn ghost place. I will never go there again. Even if I am chased by monks from a foreign land, it is better to die in battle than to die in the hands of those ghosts." Liu Jinglei thought of his previous encounters. He shivered.
"Who said otherwise? I never expected that there would be such a gloomy place in the Wangyue Mountains. It seems that I have to be more careful in the future. I fell into it without paying attention."
( End of chapter)