Chapter 388: Spiritual Leaf Three Thousand Tribulations, Parasitic on the Divine Monk

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Cui Shaoqing, who was lying in the air panting like a dog, had his chaotic mind stagnated for a moment, and was somewhat unresponsive.

He lay quietly without moving.

Above his body, the suspended crabapple-shaped spiritual leaves slowly rotated, absorbing the rancid smell on his body one by one.

After the fight, the two little spiritual figures had long recovered from the chaos. The reason why they were still clamping each other and pretending to be at odds was just to protect themselves.

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As a former incarnation cultivator, even if he sealed his realm with the help of the vitality crabapple leaf, how could he not leave a back-up plan.

As an incarnation cultivator with a split mind, the split state of the mind is the easiest time for others to attack. If someone really takes this opportunity to attack, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

At this moment, Cui Shaoqing quietly gathered his energy. The surrounding scene had turned into a world of ice and snow, like a glacier of ten thousand miles, but he did not take it lightly.

He also understood the illusion array he was trapped in. Even if it was not ten thousand layers, it was probably dozens of layers.

Dozens of fifth-level illusion arrays were superimposed. Even a spiritual master in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit would have to spend more effort to break it.

And he, at his peak, was only in the early stage of the transformation of the spirit, and he had not even comprehended the power of the first turn of the rules.

In this way, Cui Shaoqing lay quietly for half a month, until he sensed that a cultivator was passing by in the distance, and he restrained his breath again.

He took out a candle from the storage magic treasure and lit it.

Looking at the jumping flame on the candle, Cui Shaoqing frowned.

The illusion array was really gone. The person who trapped him could obviously take him down, so why did he quietly retreat.

Putting the candle on his shoulder, Cui Shaoqing turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

Half a year later

Three thousand miles east of the Snow Palace Fairy City, in a secret cave under a snowy mountain.

Cui Shaoqing sat cross-legged inside, and above the flickering candle in front of him, wisps of green smoke intertwined, reflecting a glacier and snow scene, which was exactly where he was trapped before.

But he had been watching for more than half a year, and everything was normal.

In the past six months, he had checked his body many times, and did not find any curses, poisons, prohibitions, etc., but he still couldn't understand why he escaped from the crisis all of a sudden.

This couldn't be explained anyway.

The more this happened, the more Cui Shaoqing felt uncertain.

With a buzzing sound, a begonia leaf appeared in his hand. After thinking about it, his eyes fell on this begonia leaf. Because he had repeatedly performed swordsmanship to break the ban, he released the decayed breath emitted by himself, which also stimulated this begonia leaf.

This leaf came from the Fairyland in the Eighteen Core Continents.

If the Eighteen Continents are the core of the entire Xiuxian world, then the Fairyland is the core of the Eighteen Continents.

Long ago, when the road to heaven and earth was still open, the cultivators ascended to the fairy world.

There is the fairy world above, and the fairy continent below.

This spiritual leaf that looks like a crabapple leaf is called the Three Thousand Tribulations.

With it, the cultivators who have rotted in the spirit transformation state can resist the decay of the three thousand years of flesh.

However, this is the ideal effect of the cultivators who are in the state of immobility like a turtle. If they fight like he did before, the decay in the flesh will accelerate, which will consume the use time of the Three Thousand Tribulations.

The origin of his spiritual leaf is that he got it by entering the fairy continent through the ferry.

Why was he so excited this time and couldn't help it when he met an outsider cultivator? It was because the validity of this Three Thousand Tribulations spiritual leaf was shortening. It could have lasted for another six hundred years, but now it can only last for four hundred years.

Of course, he wanted to use the cultivator to step on the ferry, not only for the Three Thousand Tribulations spiritual leaf, but another important reason was the five elements spiritual essence.

It is rumored in the world of immortal cultivation that the spiritual essence has long been exhausted, and this rumor is not wrong.

However, this rumor has been inaccurate since four thousand years ago.

In the Immortal Continent, the Spirit of Heaven and Earth has begun to be born again, but the number is rare, and there are some taboos when refining it. If a cultivator who has surpassed the initial stage of the Spiritualization Realm refines it, he will be possessed by the devil and his magic power will riot.

Therefore, he waited in the Snow Palace Immortal City, waiting for the next ferry to arrive, and then went to snatch the Spirit of Heaven and Earth and the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaves.

Cui Shaoqing frowned, he couldn't figure out why he could escape from the illusion array, and at this moment he was inclined to think that the cultivator who trapped him was a self-imprisoned spirit master like him.

However, his sealing technique was better than his.

An ancient bronze mirror lit up in Cui Shaoqing's storage spiritual treasure. He first moved the candle away and then summoned the bronze mirror.

The surface of the bronze mirror was very rough, and it could only reflect his vague appearance, but with the injection of magic power, it seemed to open a connecting passage.

A shadow puppet-like figure of Cui Shaoqing soon appeared in the bronze mirror, and walked step by step towards the depths of the bronze mirror.

The world in the bronze mirror was a scene of jade buildings, with fairy air floating and fairies flying. You can see the beautiful colorful clouds in the sky, and the figures of boats playing in the clouds.

But these scenes did not make Cui Shaoqing fluctuate at all. He came to the foot of a fairy mountain, climbed up the steps step by step and came to a cloud platform covered with fairy mist.

At this moment, in the middle of the cloud platform, the crane-shaped incense burner was emitting fragrance, and two figures had already been lying high in the clouds.

"Brother Cui, are you going to take charge of the Snow Palace yourself?"

A cold voice came from the clouds above. The one who spoke was a female cultivator in white. Her eyes were white and she looked like a blind person.

Cui Shaoqing bared his teeth. His original intention was to kill the Snow Palace Master and push the disguised person up. Normally, with such strength, he disguised himself and came to the Snow Palace Fairy City. What else could he do if not to seize the throne?

But he didn't expect that he almost got involved.

"Fellow Daoist Xie, I'm defeated. I thought he was a chess piece that could be manipulated, but I didn't expect that he was a real master, not inferior to you and me. I was thinking of coming to ask fellow Daoists to find out who this person is, so that I can apologize in person."

"Even Fellow Daoist Cui is defeated. It seems that next time the ferry opens, we will have another powerful opponent."

Fellow Daoist Xie, the blind man, sighed softly, "I heard that the big crack in the void in the north land has dropped a lot of cultivators from the marginal areas of the immortal world. Is this person also from a remote place?"

"It's possible that the bottleneck of the transformation of the spirit has loosened over the past ten thousand years, and the immortal fate has been given by heaven. Even the remote immortal worlds in the four extremes have begun to give birth to fellow Daoists who have transformed into spirits.

When you reach the state of transformation of the spirit, if you don't want to seize the five spiritual roots, you can only rob the spiritual essence of heaven and earth. If you can't grab the spiritual essence of heaven and earth again next time, I'm ready to start seizing the body."

At this moment, another high-crowned cultivator in Yuntai spoke. This cultivator looked quite elegant and exuded a bookish atmosphere.

"By the way, do you know what Daoist Fellow Li wants us to do this time?"

"It should be something, after all, the next ferry will not appear for another two hundred years."

Cui Shaoqing was in a depressed mood, sitting cross-legged on a cloud and thinking again.

This is the illusory space in the Tianfang Mirror, which can only be entered by divine thoughts. It is the place where the cultivators in their camp gather and communicate.

In order to compete for the Three Thousand Tribulations and the Spirit of Heaven and Earth, in addition to openly controlling one side's power and obtaining a place on the ferry, these Divine Transformation cultivators also need to join forces and share what they have.

There are not many cultivators in their camp, a total of four people, and the leader is Daoist Fellow Li Shuanghua.

Soon, another figure fell on the cloud platform, and the figure of the cultivator looked very tall and strong.

"Everyone, I just got a message that several spiritual objects have flowed out of the Eighteen Core Continents and will soon appear on the continent."

As soon as these words came out, the several people present were shocked, and Cui Shaoqing also restrained his expression.

"What does Fellow Daoist Li mean?"

The eyes of the elegant monk with a high hat flashed.

"What are you thinking about?"

Li Shuanghua waved his hand, "These spiritual objects will appear in the form of an auction. As for the location, it is the Mountain Ape Holy City in the center of the continent. If there are fellow Daoists who want to go and see it, we will go together in two months, so that we can advance and retreat together."

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Cui Shaoqing, who withdrew his divine thoughts from the bronze mirror, looked in the direction of the candle again.

He himself is a fifth-level God Transformation Realm. If you want to leave a restriction on him without leaving a trace, you must be a very strong middle-level God Transformation Realm. And the Three Thousand Tribulations Spiritual Leaves on his body.

This thing is just a spiritual leaf, and it is only interested in the smell of decay, which seems even more impossible.

"The Mountain Ape Holy City is worth a visit, and I can take the opportunity to let a few fellow Daoists see if there is anything wrong with me."

After making up his mind, Cui Shaoqing took out two colorful stones. As the stones were crushed, the colorful spiritual energy flew in and was inhaled into his nostrils.

After the five-colored spirit entered his body, a ripple appeared on his body. The rotten smell left by the swordsmanship was washed away by the five-colored spirit.

He didn't know why he was rotten. It was not just him, but other Daoists who had reached the state of transformation were also like this. Once the rotten smell leaked too much, they would be struck by lightning, so he had to hide.

Moreover, once he couldn't suppress the rotten smell in his body, it meant telling other Daoists that he couldn't hold on.

A Daoist who couldn't hold on was the prey of other Daoists in the Yueling Continent.

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As Cui Shaoqing entered into a state of concentration, on the Three Thousand Tribulations Spiritual Leaf suspended somewhere in his body, between the veins of the leaf, dots of green light flashed like hairs, and a mysterious feeling was derived.

At the same time, thousands of miles away.

Shen Lian, who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, squinted his eyes and his mind was silent.

As his divine man opened and closed his eyes, a green leaf vein appeared in front of him. The leaf and veins were like flesh and blood and meridians.

And in his perception, it was scattered in it, each ray was as weak as a spark, but it could gather together, without showing any signs.

"The true mistletoe technique is indeed magical."

Shen Lian quietly sensed the divine thoughts he put on the crabapple spiritual leaves. These divine thoughts were integrated with the wood-attributed juice derived from the Fuyao wood, and also integrated with the crabapple.

After advancing to the fifth-level spiritual plant master, he inherited this secret method.

Legend has it that in ancient times there was an ordinary vine called mistletoe. It had no roots or leaves and could not absorb the power of the earth, but it had the ability to parasitize other spiritual plants.

The grade and spirituality of a mistletoe vine depend on the grade of the parasitic spiritual plant. If it can start parasitizing when the fifth-level spiritual plant is born, then it has the opportunity to advance to the fifth level.

The key is not whether the mistletoe can advance to the fifth level, but whether it can parasitize safely and steadily.

At this moment, Shen Lian used this secret method, based on his own spiritual plant, to parasitize directly on the crabapple spiritual leaf, and even cast his own perception to spy on the cultivator.

Of course, this method can succeed, firstly, Shen Lian's method is mysterious, with the fifth-level spiritual wood Fuyaomu as a guide, his own spiritual consciousness is also powerful, and Cui Shaoqing suppressed his realm.

"Go."

At this moment, Shen Lian's spiritual figure jumped out of the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts and sank directly into the Fuyao wood in his dantian. He began to chant something, and a mysterious aura was derived from the Fuyao wood.

At this moment, the patterns on the spiritual leaves on Cui Shaoqing's body outlined the shadow of a Fuyao wood, and then the scene around Cui Shaoqing appeared in his perception from the perspective of a spiritual tree.