Phi-Fic Chapter 455 You Are a Demon
Chapter 455 You Are a Demon
late autumn.
Mingshangzhou, the secret realm of the Holy Prison.
The vast flying snow turns the sky into a furnace, melting all things into silver.
The cold wind howled.
The sweet and fishy smell of blood mixed with the strong aroma of wine, and the whole world was filled with a murderous atmosphere.
The boiling blood splashed onto the glacier, but it could not melt the snow, leaving only traces of sad color like maple leaves.
The rich aroma of wine is somewhat familiar, like Ning'er's Peach Blossom Tribulation, but it lacks the sweet floral scent of Peach Blossom Tribulation.
When the aroma of the hottest and most intense peach wine fades, its original appearance is revealed.
——The heart rock power of Mingshang.
Yan Chong stood alone in the snowy river, staring intently at the three corpses at his feet. The white mist he exhaled with his slight breath was torn apart by the cold wind.
"These three late-stage Foundation Establishment bastards do have some wealth. If I hadn't mastered the art of formations, I would have been nearly killed by them working together."
...that's what he thought.
The man focused his eyes for a moment, and the vague feeling of stagnation came again between the vast golden elixir spiritual power and the Niwan consciousness.
He had a gloomy expression. He extended his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings, then took out the gourd containing wine and drank a few gulps.
"Ahem—cough."
As he drank the scorching spiritual wine, he felt a warmth in his heart, and his originally stagnant spiritual power and consciousness became active again.
Heart Rock Power is a good thing.
This is the most precious spiritual wine in Mingshang and Xiuyuan...
Gathering spiritual energy and clarifying the mind is secondary. The key lies in being able to eliminate cold poisons and expand the meridians, especially in this Holy Netherworld Prison.
Yan Chong cautiously surveyed his surroundings, swallowed two pills, and carefully reconnected the meridians in his left arm...
Then he took off the spirit rings from the three corpses and tore off their tattered robes and spirit-protecting jade pendants.
There are countless rare treasures in the Holy Nether Prison, and opportunities are hidden deep among the snowy rivers.
Not to mention the inheritance of the means of Nascent Soul Transformation into a God, even the relics and scrolls left by the great Lianxu master have appeared.
Of course, Yan Chong was not here to seek any opportunity.
The Jedi deep in the Holy Prison is not suitable for him.
Instead, it was the fight in the Thousand Mile Snow River outside that made his eyes shine.
Compared to Mingshangzhou, this place is a natural Shura field...
There will be no interference from Yinxiaoxueyuan, no interference from the clans, and even if Chilinchuan's direct disciples are robbed and killed, not a single piece of news will be leaked.
Amidst the fierce snow and wind, a colorful little butterfly hid in it. Its light and trembling wings reflected the sunset glow, like a delicate and crystal jade.
"Um--?"
Yan Chong's eyes narrowed instantly, his mind gradually tensed up, and he used talismans to mask his own fluctuations, almost instinctively avoiding any contact with the little butterfly.
Even though the spiritual power of the little butterfly is not that strong... the unknown always makes people frightened.
It is obvious that neither the technique of controlling insects and beasts nor the strange method of using evil medicine to poison insects are commonly seen.
……
The vast wind and snow swept across the sky and the earth, and the crimson on the snowy river was particularly glaring.
The frozen stumps looked a bit disgusting.
Only the female corpse still had a pretty face. She had lost her left arm and the robes that covered her body... Her thin underwear was blown away by the cold wind, and her delicate belly button and slender legs were covered with frost.
The mysterious and unfamiliar little butterfly landed on the left shoulder of the female corpse, as if waiting for something.
Little did they know that a complex and obscure trap had been set up in this crimson snowy river.
creak-
creak-
A sound was heard amidst the mournful whistling of the wind; the delicate white embroidered shoes blended into the snow, and the silk stockings were hidden among the fluttering white skirts... The water sleeves danced wildly in the cold wind, like drifting clouds.
The person who came was a woman with a high snake bun, a gentle expression and a beautiful face, with a barely noticeable teardrop mole on the side of her phoenix eyes.
The soft plain skirt was wrapped in the cold wind, which made her plump and graceful figure more prominent. Her slender jade hands gently gathered her sleeves, and her beautiful figure was all gathered in the seductive neck.
The woman carefully examined the three corpses on the ground. The colorful butterfly fluttered its wings and landed on her shoulder again.
Gu Qinghuan is looking for——
Find a corpse suitable for refining cultivation medicine.
After receiving guidance from her senior sister for many days, she gradually figured out the trick to absorbing and refining the essence of cultivation.
For example, Si He is currently in the middle stage of Qi training.
We should find a poisonous medicine for her that can help her reach the Foundation Establishment stage. The stage she seeks does not need to be too high. The more important thing is that her Dantian is intact and her foundation is full, and a stream of pure spiritual energy has not dissipated. It would be best if she has excellent aptitude.
Afterwards, he used his White Jade Life Butterfly to perform the Soul Drinking Mystic Art, supplemented by his own witchcraft spells, blood essence, or even hair...
He could try to refine a pure poison medicine that would act on the cultivator's Dantian. If he gave it to Si He, the effect would be better if he used a wisp of her spiritual energy to refine it together.
After such a poisonous medicine is handed over to a Qi-cultivating cultivator for refining, if the spiritual energy complements each other, it will be easy to leap to a small realm in a short time.
If the spiritual energy is mixed, or the quality of the poison itself is too poor, it can still have a significant effect in assisting cultivation - at least it cannot be compared with high-quality Qi Gathering Pills.
After all, every poison...at best destroys one's Dantian, at worst ends the life of the cultivator.
It is tantamount to using the life essence of a foundation-building cultivator as a stepping stone for a Qi-cultivating cultivator to break through.
……
Gu Qinghuan checked again and again and finally chose the female corpse.
The bones are tight and tight, indicating a perfect body. The time of cultivation is not too long, which shows that he has extraordinary talent. Moreover, the Dantian is full of four inches of Dao foundation, which is quite full...
The blood and energy have not yet dissipated, so he must have died not long ago.
Moreover, the injuries he suffered were serious in his spirit and soul. His Niwan collapsed and his soul disappeared, but his spiritual power was not damaged at all.
At the same time, she also discovered many signs that this place was obscured by wind and snow.
Just like the array pattern that was waiting to be unleashed, it was much more advanced than Xiaoyi's array skills. It was obvious that there was an array cultivator with extraordinary skills nearby.
It was as if the three corpses had been stripped of their robes, and there were no storage rings or bracelets on their bodies... It seemed that they were killed here by someone to steal the treasure.
Just like the unique aura of demon bird blood, her dragon bloodline was particularly sensitive to it. Not long ago, someone activated a talisman here...
boom--!
Suddenly, the layers of snow avalanche and the shattered wind stopped instantly, and a trap array that stretched from heaven to earth came rushing in, and a deep and gloomy golden elixir consciousness came straight to suppress it!
only……
The spiritual attack that could easily crush the foundation-building stage was ineffective.
The woman stood quietly in the chaotic snow with an unchanged expression.
The originally tranquil phoenix eyes suddenly turned into cold golden pupils, and the snake-like bun fell apart... Three thousand strands of black hair danced wildly in the broken snow.
click-
A sound of being overwhelmed came slowly from her white wrist. It was a magical treasure used to protect the Niwan.
"Hey...it looks like he really is the direct descendant of a noble family."
A faint sigh echoed in the wind and snow, but when his spiritual sense was extended, he could not detect the presence of any cultivators.
"No wonder she dared to enter the Holy Prison in the early stages of foundation building. Do you know her?"
Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes were full of majesty and coldness. She realized that this was a mortal cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, and he was hiding in the wind and snow to conceal all his own fluctuations.
She was silent for a moment, then took out her master's floating flying boat and used her spiritual sense to send the female corpse onto the flying boat. At the same time, she shook her head and whispered, "I have no intention of offending you. I am just looking for this corpse to use as medicine."
"Xue Zhou! Are you from Chilinchuan?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk—I could have let you go."
"But the cultivators of Chilinchuan are too fat and tempting."
"Even the spiritual treasure is there, little girl, do you have any other means? Hmm!?"
As the cold and disdainful laughter echoed, Gu Qinghuan finally followed the sudden spiritual sense and found the man at the end of the wind and snow.
He laughed wildly and ostentatiously, as if he had discovered some rare treasure.
Fatty and tempting…?
Mingshang and Chilinchuan are both disciples of Xueyi, and they indeed have a lot of precious spirit stones in their hands.
Gu Qinghuan pondered silently, his cold eyes turning even colder. Someone in this Netherworld Saint Prison was hunting down Blood Robe disciples?
Still saying such words under the jade boat walking in blood-stained clothes?
Gu Qinghuan herself didn't have much sense of belonging to the Blood Robe, but her master was now the Blood Robe walker...
"Senior, I only want this body. Please release the formation and let me go."
The wind and snow were strong.
The cold woman spoke in a deep voice while taking out various high-level formations to protect herself, as if to indicate that the other party was powerless against her... there was no need to waste time here.
But it was more like deliberately showing off his wealth to lure the other party to hunt him.
Those talismans, one by one... that can shake the golden elixir and resist the primordial infant, who in this holy prison can resist being tempted when seeing them?
Not to mention, all of these are gathered on a weak foundation-building body.
Seeing this, Yan Chong was a little confused for a moment.
Judging from the situation, he might not be able to do anything to a small foundation-building person?
Or... is there another Daxiu nearby who is protecting this little girl?
"She is not dead, her soul is in my hands."
wow-
The man was quite cautious. He used his spiritual sense to repeatedly explore a thousand miles outside the trap before he unfolded his soul flag and slowly approached. He was not afraid of Gu Qinghuan who was holding a treasure.
After confirming that everything around him was normal and that he couldn't reach the target due to the trapped formation...
Yan Chongcai declared frivolously and indifferently: "Put away your pupil technique. If you want her body... you can exchange it with yours."
"Look at your ungrateful and cold face, are you still a virgin who has never tasted anything?"
Listening to the frivolous words in her ears, Gu Qinghuan's cold phoenix eyes actually darkened for a moment.
What was even more strange was that a barely perceptible smile flashed across her dark brows.
"No, please feel free to do as you please, fellow Taoist."
The woman frowned and spoke softly to herself, her slender hands twisted as if she was holding something tightly, and her sleeves danced... her figure suddenly approached at an unpredictable speed!
This is an extreme speed that is completely impossible for a foundation-building cultivator to achieve!
Chizun inheritance, Qingmingxing——
The majestic and vast dragon-like pressure was vented wantonly, and the eyes like the scorching sun made people feel a chill in their hearts.
A slender and flexible silver spear suddenly appeared, as if it was made from some strange tree branch, without any fluctuations of spiritual weapons or spiritual treasures.
It happened in a flash!
The spear, bent by Qing Huanwu, whistled in the wind and fell from above the man's head!
Blue veins were visible between the slender fingers that gripped the silver handle, and his black hair was still thick but his waist was already bent, as if the man and the gun were made of the same weapon.
There was no trace of awe towards the Jindan cultivator on her cold and icy face. Instead, there was a kind of indifference as if she regarded him as worthless.
The majestic aura of superiority was transmitted from the blood, and the wooden ruler transformed into a silver spear and slashed down, like a king's casual judgment.
A startling shadow appeared, and the cold front is here!
Yan Chong's eyes were full of surprise. He mobilized his vast spiritual consciousness and mixed it with the spiritual energy around him. In an instant, he blocked the bullet mark with an almost instinctive reaction.
Is there really a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building in this world who dares to attack the golden elixir by relying on a few talismans and magical weapons?
He swung his big hand and chopped the woman apart, and the vast spiritual power shattered the protective jade on her waist.
At the same time, souls of various shapes and sizes turned into streams of light, instantly suppressing the woman's three souls and Niwan.