Chapter 201 Lingmiao Garden!
Seeing that the black and white energy that it had cultivated for many years was torn off a small part in the blink of an eye, the beast became frightened.
As soon as his body sank and rushed downward, he was about to plunge into the lake again.
"Want to run?"
Yan Yun chuckled, and then suddenly stretched out a finger toward the lake.
With a "pop" sound, a palm-sized snow-white fireball condensed out of thin air, turned into a stream of light, and quickly landed on the lake.
"La la!"
Wherever the white light passed, the lake quickly condensed into a thick layer of ice.
The black and white giant beast originally planned to take advantage of this opportunity to escape into the water, but it failed.
"Whoops!"
Yan Yun had no expression on his face and then pointed behind him.
A total of ninety-nine purple thunder wood swords cut through the air and flew through the air.
From a distance, it looks like a purple dragon, biting towards the black and white giant beast.
Feeling the harsh thunder sound coming from the ninety-nine purple thunder spirit wood swords.
A hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the black and white giant beast, and it shook its body quickly.
The energy of black and white continued to flow out of the body, condensing a thick black and white giant shield in front of the body.
With a "stab" sound, the purple purple thunder spirit wood sword fell heavily.
The shield formed by the ancient beast's black and white energy was instantly cut through, and a small piece of the ancient beast's body was directly cut off by the sword rain.
Without the obstruction of the shield, the ancient beast's body was completely exposed to Yan Yun at this moment.
A cold light surged in Yan Yun's eyes, and he directly raised his right hand. The densely packed purple thunder spirit wood sword fell quickly like a tide at this moment.
The sword energy turned into threads and quickly sank into the ancient beast's body at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, most of the beast's body disappeared, and its screams became feeble. Finally, with a pop, it fell onto the ice, unable to move at all.
The biggest function of the black and white Qi on the body of this ancient beast is to conceal its figure.
Under the breath-holding transformation, even late-stage Nascent Soul monks would find it difficult to detect his traces.
As for the fighting skills, the black and white energy does not help at all.
It's a pity that Yan Yun's Ming and Qing Spiritual Eyes are extremely powerful, and he can see through the figure of this ancient beast at a glance.
Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and several sharp wind blades landed on the giant beast's corpse.
After a while, a strange black and white inner elixir flew up into the sky.
Suspended in front of Yan Yun.
Yan Yun raised his hand, grabbed it in the air, and with a "swish" sound, the demon pill was sucked into his hand.
Looking down, I saw wisps of black and white spiritual light flickering on the surface of the demon pill, which looked quite mysterious.
"Let's pick the Spirit Candle Fruit first."
Yan Yun didn't have much time to explore the inner elixir covered in black and white energy in his hand. He flipped his wrist and took it directly into the storage bag. Then his body swayed, turned into a shadow, and disappeared out of thin air. .
And as Yan Yun's figure appeared again, he had already fallen into the lake.
As soon as Dunhua gathered up, Yan Yun appeared about a few feet above the spiritual grass.
After glancing at the top of the spiritual grass, Yan Yun flicked his sleeves, and an emerald green wooden box appeared in his hand.
This spiritual candle fruit is quite peculiar and must be stored in wooden materials, otherwise it will be difficult to retain its medicinal properties.
Yan Yun waved his right hand, and a white light flashed past.
A spiritual candle fruit has fallen.
Yan Yun, who had been preparing for a long time, quickly took the Ling Candle Fruit into the wooden box.
Then Yan Yun took out three wooden boxes again and put the remaining three Spirit Candle Fruits into the wooden boxes one by one.
Since the elixir needs to be refined immediately after picking the Lingzhu Fruit, Yan Yun didn't waste much time.
A wave of sleeves.
The wind-improving chariot was already at his feet.
"Buzz!"
Accompanied by harsh buzzing sounds, strong winds surged above the windmill, and it quickly sped away into the distance.
After leaving the desert area, what appeared in front of us was a rugged blue-yellow plateau.
Looking at these not too tall mountains, Yan Yun immediately went hundreds of miles deep into the mountains, and finally found a seemingly ordinary hilltop and stopped the wind chariot.
Then he picked a hundred-foot mountain peak and submerged directly into it.
Yan Yun flicked his wrist, and in an instant, several sharp wind blades cut through the air and landed on the hard rock.
In a moment, a simple cave appeared in front of him.
Upon seeing this, Yan Yun turned into a shadow and disappeared into the cave.
Stepping into the cave, Yan Yun swayed slightly, and a bloody figure flashed past.
Yu Huan, the incarnation outside her body, floated to the ground.
After all, the elixir needs to be refined here. If there is no external avatar guarding him, he would not dare to refine the elixir with peace of mind.
With Yu Huan in the middle Nascent Soul stage here, Yan Yun stepped into the secret room with peace of mind.
With a wave of his sleeves, rare raw materials for the Creation Pill were tilted down in the cyan glow.
Finally, Yan Yun took out the wooden box containing the Ling Candle Fruit and an antique cyan small tripod, letting them float gently in front of him.
Yan Yun glanced at these things with narrowed eyes, took a deep breath, and sat down cross-legged.
Although Yanyun was refining this Good Fortune Pill for the first time, he was naturally confident due to his attainments in alchemy.
Moreover, for this trip to Falling Demon Valley, Yan Yunke was extremely well prepared, and prepared many copies of Ling Candle Fruit as the main raw material and other materials as auxiliary raw materials. Even if you fail a few times, it doesn't matter.
With this thought in his mind, Yan Yun stared at the small tripod spinning in front of him without blinking.
Suddenly he opened his mouth, and a stream of cyan baby fire spurted out from his mouth. After circling the small cauldron, it wrapped the cauldron in it with a "pop" sound.
Burning fiercely.
After a moment, the small cyan cauldron shone brightly in the infant fire, exuding a hot breath. The entire secret room began to heat up.
The temperature rose suddenly.
Yan Yun had no expression on his face and slowly raised his right hand.
A magic formula landed on the small tripod.
After a clear "pop" sound, a stream of cyan light flew out from the cauldron.
Not long after, bursts of thunder began to be heard from the small cauldron. And the sound seems to be getting louder and louder.
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows when he saw this. The speed of the hand's hand changed. Suddenly it became slow and fast.
The thunderous sound in the cauldron was also loud for a while.
It was low for a while and looked strange and abnormal.
Yan Yun's face was calm, and the blue light in his eyes was flickering, as if he could see through the condition of the elixir in the small cauldron, and his face looked neither sad nor happy.
Time passed like this little by little.
Half a month later.
A green-purple figure flew out of the cave.
With a smile on his face, Yan Yun gently stroked the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, a slight smile on his lips.
With these creation pills, the girls don't have to worry about breaking through the Nascent Soul stage.
Yan Yun stepped on the windmill, with wild sand surging on it, and stared at the void in the distance.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a snow-white space crack flashed in the distance. Yan Yun took a closer look, and a strong herbal fragrance suddenly emitted from it.
"Could this be an ancient medicine garden?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Yun's eyes. For other Nascent Soul cultivators, space cracks are the only way to death.
But Yan Yun's physical body is extremely powerful, and if he uses his true form of wind and thunder, he has every hope of stepping into it safely.
Looking at the crack in space in front of him, a trace of hesitation flashed in Yan Yun's eyes.
【Yanyun】
[Spiritual Roots: Wind, Thunder Spiritual Roots]
[Physique: Wind Spirit Body, Thunder Spirit Body]
[Cultivation: Mid-stage Nascent Soul]
[Kung Fu: Wind and Thunder Sword Ruins (2% on the eighth level) Dayan Jue (1% on the fourth level) God Forging Technique (2% on the fourth level)]
[Body refining techniques: Mingwang Jue (sixth level 2%) Nine Yin Soul Absorption into the Body (sixth level 2%), Wind and Thunder Body Refining (seventh level 1%), Giant Demon Technique (Dacheng)]
[Spells: Shura Holy Fire (Dacheng), Binghuoyang Lei (Dacheng), Wind and Thunder Condensation Sword Technique (Dacheng), Wind and Thunder Escape (Dacheng), Breath Condensation Technique (Dacheng), Sword Qi into Silk (Dacheng), Shangling True Wind (Dacheng) ) Spiritual Art Transformation (Dacheng)]
[Supernatural power: Wind and Thunder True Body, Transparent Lingxi]
With the blessing of the four major body refinings, Yan Yun's body has already rivaled that of late Yuanying monks.
In the original work, even Han Li, who has not yet practiced the Ming King Jue, can step into it, let alone himself.
Yan Yun gently stroked his body with his right hand.
In an instant, the dazzling power of wind and thunder completely enveloped the body.
The body that was originally nearly one meter reached over one foot in height at this moment.
The jet-black hair now turned light blue.
And at the ends of the hair, there is still a faint purple stream of light, and little bits of thunder are constantly beating on the ends of the hair.
Seems extremely weird.
A pair of pupils also surged with thunder and spiritual wind respectively.
Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand, and his whole body was quickly wrapped by the power of wind and thunder.
"Whoops!"
Mixed with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, Yan Yun's body quickly turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the place.
And as Yan Yun appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the space crack.
"thorn"
As soon as Fang got closer, a space crack landed on his skin.
A shallow white knife mark appeared on the arm.
Yan Yun looked down, with a slight smile on his lips.
Under the blessing of various body refining spells such as the Giant Demon Art, the True Body of Wind and Thunder, and the Ming King Art, his physical body has become extremely powerful.
The space crack could not even cause any damage to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun stared at the crack in space in front of him, his body swayed, turned into a shadow, and escaped directly into it.
"Stab" sound.
Sharp space cracks continue to wrap around the body.
However, they only left a few white marks on Yan Yun's body, without any scars.
Accompanied by the feeling of dizziness, when Yan Yun opened his eyes again, what appeared in front of him was a medicine garden.
After a little sensing, Yan Yun could find that the spiritual energy here was surprisingly dense.
In front, there is a complete stone courtyard and half a corridor. The surrounding walls and the sky above are all gray, and there is nothing else.
This place is clearly an incomplete medicine garden.
"If my guess is correct, this place should be the famous Lingmiao Garden in ancient times. Legend has it that in ancient times, great monks could use treasures to open up a small space with spiritual energy far beyond the human world as a medicine garden."
At this moment, Yan Yun heard the words of Lord Dayan.
"It seems that I can use these herbs to help me break through the late Nascent Soul stage."
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pretending to be surprised.
Without these ancient elixirs, it would still take at least several decades to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage normally.
But if there is the help of the elixir here, maybe in twenty or thirty years, we can break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.
Yan Yun stopped and walked, and soon came to a corner of the space.
What appeared in front of them were more than a dozen strange spiritual grasses bearing purple berries.
"Hey, this seems to be the dream fruit, it has turned into deep purple. At least it has this color after it has been used as medicine for more than ten thousand years."
As Yan Yun picked the purple spiritual fruit, the surprised voice of Lord Dayan immediately sounded in his ears.
Compared to the shock of Lord Dayan, Yan Yun seemed much calmer. He waved his hand gently and said with a smile: "After all, I haven't been here for countless years. It would be strange if the medicinal properties are not more than ten thousand years old."
As he spoke, Yan Yun took the elixirs one by one into the brocade box.
In just half a cup of tea, the brocade box was filled with elixirs.
Yan Yun stroked the bulging storage bag with his right hand, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
With these spiritual materials, I can save decades of time by breaking through to the late Nascent Soul stage.
"It's time to find a way out of here."
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at the medicine garden in front of him.
But just now he had used his spiritual consciousness to detect the four walls. There was no instability or anything unusual in the surrounding space walls. They were all seamless and drillable.
As for the sky and the ground, as soon as the spiritual consciousness probed in, something bounced out. It seemed that there were restrictions in these two places.
The only thing he wanted to explore was the gray clouds above.
This place is the remains of space, which was barely preserved after a series of sudden changes.
After so many years, it is already on the verge of annihilation.
According to records in ancient books, the grayish-yellow color of the space wall is a precursor to instability in the entire space.
While he was bowing his head in deep thought, silver light flashed on the ground in front of him, and Yin Yue's figure emerged and hurriedly gave Yan Yunshen a bow.
"Master. My maid has checked everything underground. Although there is a restriction below, it is incomplete."
Silver Moon's lips moved slightly and she whispered.
"Oh?"
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but become interested.
With this in mind, Yan Yun no longer hesitated and turned into a shadow, walking towards the incomplete ancient palace.
As Yan Yun stepped in, a bottomless pit appeared in the center of the ancient palace.
A bit of fishy smell kept coming out of it.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand.
"Crack!"
The crimson Binghuo Yang Lei kept wrapping around the palm of his hand.
"Go!"
As Yan Yun breathed out softly, he saw the red Binghuoyang Lei streaking through the air and landing heavily on the pothole.
"Stab!"
As the harsh burning sound sounded, little bits of emerald green poisonous mist were quickly burned away by the Binghuoyang Thunder.
As the pungent smell slowly dissipated, Yan Yun calmed down and walked up.
The cave was pitch black and it was impossible to see the bottom.
A flash of blue light flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and everything in the darkness was exposed before his eyes.
This is a bottomless ladder, and I don’t know where it leads for a while.
(End of chapter)