Chapter 82 Buried Bones Thousands of Feet
Broken sea streams, cracked the ground for hundreds of feet, penetrated thousands of feet to the bottom of the sea, and blocked the depths of the spiritual cave.
This place was originally two thousand feet long. How many people and demons died there? Millions of bones were buried at the bottom of the gorge. It was actually a thousand feet thick. It was really shocking.
In such a place full of resentment, even though it is suppressed by the formation, there is still a steady stream of sneaky formations, which can never be eliminated and killed.
The Yin Qi in the trench is soaring into the sky, and the rich spiritual energy has condensed into substance. Like a volcanic crater, it is constantly spitting out upwards, forming a bright spiritual energy cloud above this place.
On the stone wall under the cliff, hundreds of caves have been carved out by humans, and they are as densely packed as a hornet's nest.
These caves were mostly opened by the disciples who entered the Ling Cave in previous years. Half of them were opened by the disciples of Qingluan Dongtian. Because of Xia Qingjing, the disciples of Dongtian and Linghai were forced to come here to practice. .
The remaining caves were naturally opened by disciples of the inheritance family and the twenty-fourth family.
At this moment, many disciples gathered in a dilapidated dojo closest to the trench.
Most of them are Linghai Taoists, and no matter how bad they are, they still have the cultivation of the third level of Dongtian. They stood on the stone pillars of the dojo, their eyes filled with spiritual energy, looking into the distance with solemn expressions.
Han Mu was sitting cross-legged in the dojo, with a gloomy look on his face, which was quite consistent here.
Most of the disciples on Zuiling Island are like this. They live with poisonous insects, snakes and ants all year round, and never see the light of day. For a long time, they all look like this.
Without saying a word, Han Mu has cultivated the third level of the cave in more than two years. Such a talent is enviable.
Beside him sat three disciples of the Han family, all of whom were Linghai cultivators.
One of them was holding a Ling Jian map and a Qimen formation plate, thoughtfully.
"Although the sneak here is strong, it is suppressed by the large formation. Junior brother, we can wait patiently for another hour. By the end of the hour, the sneak here will be at its weakest." Han Zishi glanced at the clan next to him and spoke slowly. road.
"That's very good." Han Mu said expressionlessly.
"There are two caves of my Han family under this stream. We will sweep through them all the way. Junior Brother Han can occupy one of the caves when the time comes. There are restrictions set up by my Han family and ordinary monks cannot break in. You can practice with peace of mind," Han Zishi said.
His cultivation level at the second level of the spiritual sea and his talent are average. He has practiced in the bishop's land for nearly twelve years. Compared with Han Mu's talent, he is far behind. How can he monopolize a cave? This is where to go Han Zishi's father finally begged for the place to protect Han Mu in the Ghost Cave.
"Just follow what the senior brother said." Han Mu said unequivocally.
Feeling the rich spiritual energy of this place, Han Mu concentrated slightly. He had just opened the third cave a few days ago. Now that he has entered the ghost cave, his cultivation will be greatly improved.
By the time of the True Inheritance Conference, we must have reached the state of Dzogchen, and there is still a lot of time left to hone our magical powers.
He is determined to win this Dongtian leader of the True Legend Conference.
Thinking of this, Han Mu glanced at Shu Aohan not far away. The latter was alone, wearing a white Taoist robe, sitting quietly in the middle of the dojo.
"If it weren't for your special status, I would definitely not let you go this time." Han Mu thought gloomily.
Shu Aohan now has a very high status in Fuyuan Daze, and Han Mu wants to get rid of him here, so that he will not have another talented contender in the Han family in the future.
But he knew the consequences of doing so.
Except for the big aristocratic families, the most numerous disciples here are the disciples of Qingluan Dongtian.
Not long after, Xia Lin pulled Xia Longxiang into the dojo from a distance, and the latter looked reluctant.
"Senior sister, why did you bring me here? I'm only at the second level of Cave Heaven. I'm not going to die here!" As soon as Xia Lin put down Xia Longxiang, the latter said that and Sayazi was about to fly away. Charlene grabbed the collar forcefully and pulled it down.
"Why do we, Qingluan Cave Heaven, have such a useless disciple like you? If the master finds out, he will definitely teach you a lesson!" Xia Lin said with hatred for iron.
He didn’t understand why his junior brother was so cowardly in character, even though he was practicing the Dao of Killing and the Xia family’s extremely domineering sword technique, it was a pity that he was called the ‘Dragon Elephant’.
"I think you should stop calling me Xia Longxiang from now on. How about calling me Xia Bedbug?" Charlene slapped the latter hard on the back of the head and cursed.
Xia Longxiang suddenly felt dizzy. He covered his head and screamed in pain. This senior sister Xia had cultivated strength energy. Just one slap with force, which was enough to exert a force of a hundred kilograms.
The latter squatted on his butt and fell to the ground, causing many disciples to look up eagerly.
Xia Longxiang felt that he was losing face, so he stood up hurriedly and shouted: "Sister, don't worry, you are just sneaky, let me kill him with one blow."
As he said that, he took out the A blood-red broadsword with an open mouth. This sword is as huge as Xia Longxiang's body. It is a true treasure with full power.
Charlene was speechless and rolled her eyes. I don’t know who it was, but even the figure who ran on Langya Island last time has disappeared.
Then, disciples came to this dojo one after another. Why did they all gather here? Because this dilapidated dojo is protected by formations, Sneaky dare not approach this place.
Chu Xuan came out of the air, accompanied by Senior Brother Linghai who was also from the family. The last time he discussed Taoism with Shu Aohan, he had already asked him to cultivate the two caves to perfection. After he failed and returned, He even went into seclusion to practice, and opened the third cave before the ghost cave opened.
Chu Xuan fell into the dojo, glanced at Shu Aohan's back from the corner of his eye, and looked moved, but finally did not dare to step forward to say hello.
...Somewhere in the spiritual cave, Ye Zang stepped on the sword energy at his feet and rushed towards the depths.
He held the Oath-Breaking Sword and slashed at the oncoming sneak. It was a mass of black fog, making a shuddering sound. Ye Zang felt his mind shake, but he After entering Taoism in the second generation, his spiritual soul is much stronger than that of ordinary cave monks. Such methods of enchantment cannot harm him.
The sword flower scattered the heavy fog. Ye Zang held the cursed ghost flag and waved it violently. The cursed ghost's head roared out and swallowed it.
Along the way, I killed many sneaky creatures and were swallowed up by the cursed ghost flags. The latter was now dark and profound, and its power was even at its peak.
“With the material quality of this cursed ghost banner, it is already the limit to advance to the rank of true treasure.”
Ye Zang is holding a cursed ghost banner that is twice as big. The power of the big banner has now reached the peak of high-grade magic weapons. If it swallows some more sneaky weapons, it will become a real treasure.
However, the quality of the materials is limited, and it can only be ranked as a low-grade true treasure. If you want to improve it, you can only re-sacrifice it.
Putting away the cursed ghost flag, Ye Zang opened the Ling Jian map and observed it.
"It shouldn't be far."
As he said that, he escaped for half the time of the incense stick.
Sure enough, a hundred meters away, I saw a dilapidated dojo, covering an area of ten feet wide. The four corner stone pillars formed an arch shape and intertwined with each other. Several senior brothers from Linghai were standing on the stone pillars, looking into the distance. .
There are also many disciples coming to this dojo.
Almost all Linghai Taoists are here.
Ye Zang flew through the air and landed firmly in the dojo.
The disciples were chatting with each other. On the surface, they were very harmonious among the same disciples. However, when the fight for the cave begins later, there are usually people who want to seek revenge and complain about injustice, so how can they take care of it properly?
At this moment, everyone gathered here to save each other some face, so as not to leave the ghost cave in the future and end up with the Prison Secretary.
"Junior Brother Ye?" As soon as Ye Zang landed on the dojo, Xia Lin saw her and walked over with a faint smile on her face, saying: "I know, with you With his character, he will definitely come here.”
“I haven’t seen you for many days, but Senior Sister Xia’s style remains the same,” Ye Zang said. There are many disciples of Qingluan Cave Heaven here. Even if they compete with the disciples of those big families, they cannot form enemies. After all, this is their territory.
"You're so close, I just went to Langya Island. How can I still have the same style?" Xia Lin said immediately as if she didn't like other people's words to please him.
"I was abrupt, please forgive me, Senior Sister Xia." Ye Zang said in a deep voice.
"Haha." Xia Lin looked at Ye Zang, the corners of her mouth curved, and said thoughtfully: "Junior Brother Ye Zang, I haven't seen him for a long time, and he has become a lot calmer."
Charlene's voice was not soft when she said this, especially the word "Ye Zang", which was a little heavier.
After hearing this, all the disciples immediately looked at him.
Among the current generation of true disciples, Ye Zang and Shu Aohan are the most popular.
One of them came from a poor family and opened up the ultimate divine treasure for the first time in a thousand years.
One is the peerless goddess of Ukiyuan Osawa, whose hundreds of skeletons have eclipsed the leaders of ancient and modern times.
Hundreds of eyes came over and looked him up and down. Ye Zang looked at Xia Lin silently. The latter pursed his lips, turned to Qingluan's disciples, and murmured in his heart: "If you had worshiped in Qingluan Cave, and under the protection of Master, your path would have been smooth, there would be no need to worry about such troubles, even if I didn't I'm going to teach you a lesson, there will be people who will cause trouble for you."
Ye Zang turned a blind eye to the eyes around him and found an empty place to sit down and restore the spiritual energy in his possession. In the spiritual cave, the spiritual energy was so rich that within half a stick of incense, the previously consumed spiritual energy was completely restored.
In the dojo, the disciples stood together in twos and threes, but only Ye Zang and Shu Aohan sat alone, quite conspicuous.
In the divine treasure, the oath-breaking sword body trembled slightly. Ye Zang frowned. He opened his eyes from the meditation with his eyes closed, and saw Shu Aohan walking towards him. He was wearing a Taoist robe as white as snow and his appearance was extremely beautiful. , but it is a bit cold and inhumane.
She walked up to Ye Zang and sat cross-legged. The two were only one meter apart.
As their eyes met, Ye Zang felt a little confused. Compared to his previous life, Shu Aohan's appearance was slightly greener now. When she went to Dayan Tiangong with the Oath-Breaking Sword, the scene of a sea of blood and mountains of corpses was still vivid in her mind.
"Sister, what advice do you have?" Ye Zang asked calmly.
Shu Aohan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and a silver-white long sword suddenly flew out from her divine treasure. At the same time, the Oath-Breaking Sword from Ye Zang's divine treasure flew out uncontrollably. Two swords flew out from her divine treasure. The sword hung between Ye Zang and Shu Aohan. The sword's hilt was engraved with the words "broken promise and broken oath", echoing each other and trembling slightly.
Ye Zang looked at the silver-white sword, although his face was still expressionless, but his heart was already extremely shocked.
"Did you get this sword embryo from the Sishui Stream?" Shu Aohan looked at Ye Zang's Oath-Breaking Sword, looking at him with cold and beautiful eyes, and asked.
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It will probably be available on the shelves this Friday, and the first of next month at the latest. I will wait for the editor's notice in a few days. I will stock up on more manuscripts. I will release more articles when the time comes< br>
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