Chapter 208 Ghost King!
Taiyin True Fire.
One of the three true fires in the human world.
“It turned out to be Taiyin True Fire!”
Along with an exclamation, a silver shadow flashed past.
I don't know when, but the silver moon has already landed on Lin Mo's shoulder.
The big, watery eyes were staring straight at the burning spiritual fire in front of them, looking very excited.
Regarding Yinyue's surprise, Lin Mo seemed unusually calm.
On the contrary, he was surprised by Yin Yue's sudden appearance.
This little girl hasn’t appeared for a long time.
After being in seclusion a few years ago, doesn't his appearance now mean that his strength has been restored?
"Yinyue, are you awake?"
Lin Mo glanced at Yinyue, with a hint of surprise in his words.
"Yes, I just woke up when the master first walked into the hall. The cultivation in the past few years can only help me barely wake up. I'm afraid I won't be able to help the master in other aspects."
Yinyue's lips moved slightly, looking a little helpless.
"Haha!"
Lin Mo chuckled, glanced at Silver Moon, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with my current strength, there are not many people in Kunwu Mountain who can threaten me."
“But this deep sleep also allowed me to recover a small part of my memory!”
Suddenly, Yinyue’s voice changed and she actually told a piece of good news.
“But what did you remember?”
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
“Yeah!”
Yinyue nodded and sighed leisurely: “I just feel that it was a very long time ago!”
“It’s like another person. A normal person, but most of the memories are still unrecoverable "Remember."
Lin Mo smiled slightly, reached out and patted Yinyue's small head, comforting: "It's always a good thing to be able to remember some past events. As time goes by, you I’m sure I can remember everything!”
Listening to Lin Mo's comfort, a smile flashed across Yinyue's face.
"By the way, I want to congratulate my master for getting the Taiyin True Fire!"
Lin Mo glanced at the Taiyin True Fire, with a smile on his lips.
"Taiyin True Fire!"
Among the blue fireworks, a small ball of fiery red flames transformed into various confusing birds darting left and right.
Like a living creature, it is truly spiritual.
"In my memory, this true fire only exists at the lowest level. Otherwise, it would not be hit by a few sword energy, and some spiritual damage would be done."
"Although It is also extremely cold, but this fire has just been born, and its power is much weaker than the dry blue ice flame!"
Lin Mo smiled slightly, looking at the orange flame in his hand, feeling in his heart! In fact, the joy continues.
For Lin Mo, if the Taiyin True Fire is properly cultivated, it can be cultivated to a later stage.
The power is extremely powerful.
“If it can be swallowed and absorbed by my dry blue ice flame, its power will definitely be increased!”
Hearing this, Yinyue frowned slightly and couldn’t help but said: “This is true. Yes, but Yinunu thinks that if the dry blue ice flame absorbs this real lunar fire, it might as well let it devour the dry blue ice flame!"< br>
"After all, this true fire already has a trace of spirituality in it. Wouldn't it be a pity if it were destroyed right away?"
A glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes and he nodded slightly: "That's true. It’s also a good idea, but before that, I have to refine it now.”
Looking at the Taiyin True Fire in his hand, Lin Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shook his wrist.
A dark blue aura instantly wrapped around the palm of his hand.
Following it was a surging air of ice, which completely wrapped the ray of real Taiyin fire in ice.
Make it impossible to escape at all.
Following that, Lin Mo took out a pure white jade box and put the Taiyin True Fire into it.
Then he turned his eyes and looked at the giant cauldron that was blocked by dry blue ice flames not far away.
This Yin True Fire should have been born in an extremely cold place.
"Only extremely cold things, under the intersection of yin and yang, have a chance of giving birth to this fire!"
With this in mind, Lin Mo thought for a moment, and then slowly walked to the giant Bingqian.
With a flick of his sleeves, a dark blue cold mist instantly pulled the giant cauldron in front of him.
Looking at the motionless giant cauldron, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with an abnormal expression.
Then it slowly rose into the sky and landed above the giant cauldron.
Although there is an air restriction here, it can’t be done with Lin Mo’s tyrannical strength in the later stage of Nascent Soul.
It is easy to float in a short period of time.
At this time, the red light in the giant cauldron has already converged, and everything inside the cauldron can be seen clearly.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Lin Mo let out a light sigh and shook his sleeves.
A bright crystal flew out of the giant cauldron in an instant.
After circling, it slowly fell into Lin Mo's hands.
The crystal is no bigger than a fist, but it is as warm as jade, and it is slightly elastic under gentle pressure.
No matter what material it is, after being calcined for thousands of years, it is definitely not the original object.
To be more careful, the birth of the Taiyin True Fire may have something to do with this thing.
But now that time is urgent, it is not the time for Lin Mo to study it in detail.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo flicked his wrist and instantly put the crystal into his storage bag.
Next, Lin Mo took a closer look at the cauldron. After confirming that there was nothing else, he made a seal with both hands without thinking, then raised one hand, and a red spell flew down, hitting the On top of the giant cauldron.
The giant cauldron, which was originally extremely quiet, immediately trembled, then flashed with red light, shrinking sharply in the red glow.
In the blink of an eye, a half-foot-sized mini tripod appeared on the ground and made a clear, bright sound.
The lid of the tripod in the distance also flew out on its own in response. After circling, it also shrunk and covered the tripod.
As soon as the whole small cauldron was complete, the chirping immediately became three points louder, and it was full of joy.
Seeing how spiritual the cauldron was, Lin Mo's eyes lit up and he swung his sleeves downwards.
A wave of blue clouds came down from above, directly covering the small cauldron, sweeping it back and landing in the palm of my hand.
Lin Mo held the small vermilion cauldron with one hand, placed it in front of his eyes and looked at it. After a while, the look of satisfaction on his face gradually grew stronger.
Suddenly he made a hand seal, and after a flash of green light, he patted the tripod lightly with one hand.
The small cauldron was filled with red light, and the rays of light shone brightly. After the cauldron lid was opened for a moment, countless fisted flamingos swarmed out of the cauldron. They were all ugly in shape and extremely red. The Zhiyang Fire Crow.
These fire crows sprayed flames from their mouths, flying around in the hall under the control of Lin Mo's spiritual thoughts, gathering and scattering, all of them extremely flexible.
These are naturally the essence of earth and fire that this cauldron has collected over the years, and are transformed out of thin air. Every one of them is indistinguishable from a real fire-attributed spiritual bird.
After briefly seeing the magical power of this cauldron, Lin Mo happily put away the treasure, which would be a good way to fight against enemies in the future.
After all, although the power of the Three Flame Fan is definitely higher than that of this cauldron, the large consumption of mana really gives Lin Mo a headache and he does not dare to use the fan easily.
Subsequently, Lin Mo searched the hall carefully, but found nothing else.
But when he was about to leave, his eyes briefly glanced at the dozens of red fire pillars. Suddenly the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he slowly raised his right hand.
In an instant, surging cold mist gathered in front of me.
Eight bone-piercing dry blue ice swords condensed in front of him.
The surrounding area is filled with surging cold light.
It was bone-chilling.
Although these giant cauldrons in front of them are not like giant cauldrons that can channel energy on their own, after so many years of constant spitting, these bronze magical instruments have also absorbed the terrifying fire energy.
It has long become an extraordinary artifact.
Whether it is used as a weapon refining material or a magic weapon, it can be called a treasure.
After collecting more than a dozen fire pillars, Lin Mo checked the hall again, but did not find any treasures.
Perhaps Lin Mo's luck has been exhausted in this Hualing Palace, except in an inconspicuous attic.
I rummaged through and found a few ordinary jade slips for refining weapons, but nothing else.
Lin Mo was not surprised by this. This time in such a remote place, it is a great opportunity to get such a harvest.
In the following days, Lin Mo did not choose to stay here.
Instead, it turned into a shadow and escaped directly from the light curtain.
At the same time.
In a hall with a faint blue light somewhere in Kunwu Mountain.
The big-headed weirdo, the ancient demon and a Ye family monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Already surrounded by seven or eight red evil ghosts.
These evil ghosts all have green faces, fangs, and spit out yin energy.
As soon as his ten fingers moved, he saw a series of black claws grabbing at the three of them.
The big-headed weirdo and others in the middle, who were surrounded by gray and gloomy energy, looked a little tired.
Defensive magic weapons are being arranged, condensing various colored light masks.
No matter how fierce the Yin Qi is, it cannot be shaken even one bit.
In comparison, the yellow flying sword driven by the weirdo and the black flying sword driven by the ancient demon were also unable to deal with those evil spirits.
Whether the flying sword split the evil ghost in two or blasted its head to pieces.
The other evil spirits only need to spray the Yin Qi from their mouths.
The evil ghost that was killed will immediately return to its original state.
"Uncle Qi and Elder Gu can't go on like this. These evil ghosts have been nourished by the yin energy here for countless thousands of years, and they have obviously cultivated to the state of yin soul condensation. Only by using the techniques of Zhiyang Only treasures can be effective."
The old man of the Ye family said anxiously.
"Humph, if it were so simple, I would have taken action a long time ago. These evil ghosts are not only cultivated into Yin Soul Condensation, they are basically clones of the same ghost king."
The big-headed monster snorted and replied angrily: "As long as all the evil ghosts cannot be killed at the same time, they will immediately resurrect in the Yin Qi. I did not use thunderbolt methods, I just kept looking for its true body."
“They are all clones?”
Hearing this, the old man couldn’t help but be surprised.
After all, this is the first time he has seen such a strange existence.
"Yes, otherwise even if we kill the evil ghosts who have cultivated Yin Soul Condensation so many times in succession, their vitality will be greatly damaged. But do you see any signs of fatigue on them?"
The ancient demon looked calm, and then pointed at the small black sword not far away.
It instantly pierced the head of an evil ghost not far away.
"I see, it's just a pity that the fifteenth brother was hit by the shadow sandblasting of the black shadow snake when he went up to the next level, and only escaped from the Nascent Soul. Otherwise, he would have used his Zhiyang magical power to deal with it. These evil spirits are the most suitable."
The old man seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but sigh.
“There is nothing we can do about this. Who would have thought that there is such a demonic snake that can escape into the shadows!”
Having said this, the big-headed weirdo himself couldn't help but sigh.
“I found the Ghost King.”
At this moment, the ancient demon suddenly spoke.
"What, where is the real body?"
The old man perked up and asked hurriedly.
The ancient demon's eyes flashed and he was about to reply, but his face suddenly changed and he let out a light sigh. Then at this moment, a muffled sound of "bang" suddenly came from the distance.
There was a flash of light at the entrance of the hall, and suddenly a huge green ball of light flew in from inside. Then after the light faded, four figures of different sizes appeared in the light ball.
When these four people saw the ghost of Yin and the three trapped ancient demons in the hall, they also exclaimed.
"Sheng Ye Yuesheng, have you fallen long ago? It turns out that the seal was opened by the Ye family!!"
The person who spoke was a monk with a green pattern on his face, it was Hua Tian. strange.
And of course these four people are the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect.
Hua Tianqi, who recognized the seventh uncle of the Ye family at this moment, his expression changed uncertainly.
When Sanyi in the hall saw the members of the Poison Saint Sect, his expression did not look good. Especially when they are temporarily haunted by evil spirits.
“Who am I? It turns out to be fellow Taoist Hua!”
“I didn’t expect that the Poison Saint Sect was not slow in its movements. It entered the mountain so quickly. I don’t know how many fellow Taoists did it. What’s the point of coming to this Demon Suppression Tower to hunt for treasures elsewhere?”
The gloominess on the weirdo's face flashed away, and then he said calmly.
"Hey, what you said, I, Huamou, also want to ask Brother Ye. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that Brother Ye has advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage after he faked his death!"
< br>"If those old guys from Zhengmo know about it, I'm afraid they will be restless!"
Hua Tianqi watched the weirdo use the flying sword with cold eyes and said lightly.
There are thousands of thoughts in his mind, and he is obviously thinking about something.
"Senior Brother Hua, do these people also know that there is a rare treasure in this tower and came here specially to get it?"
Hua Tianqi heard a message from an elder of the Poison Saint Sect, and he looked vaguely worried. .
You know, the founder of the Poison Saint Sect mentioned it slightly in his last words.
That means there is a strange treasure in the Demon Suppression Tower.
But they originally thought that such a sinister place as the Demon Suppression Tower would not be taken seriously by the monks.
Who would have thought that someone would take the lead?
What was even more unexpected was that this person was actually a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.
If the seventh uncle of the Ye family and others were not trapped by a group of ghosts, they would definitely turn around and leave.
A great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage is not something the four of them can easily deal with.
“I don’t know. Maybe like us, we just got a few clues.”
Hua Tianqi's face was gloomy, his lips moved slightly as he replied, but his eyes were fixed on the three weirdos without blinking.
"It seems that Fellow Hua Daoist is not planning to leave just now."
When the big-headed weirdo said this, there was a fierce light in his eyes.
Then he suddenly opened his mouth, and a silver light disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, a ball of silver light suddenly erupted somewhere in the corner of the hall.
Then a gray blurry ghost appeared there.
A gray ball as big as a thumb was spitting out from its mouth. It was forced to retreat step by step, and a strange roar came out of its mouth.
(End of this chapter)