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Chapter 882 Portrait of Jin Shiman

Soon, the ancestor Lei Zhao and his team found the connection point of the fourth floor again, forcibly broke the formation, and entered the fifth floor.

On the fifth floor, there is a jungle, a jungle that covers the sky and the sun. It is impossible to see your five fingers, and there is a dark aura everywhere.

This time, Liu Yutao and the others did not communicate too much, and directly searched in dispersed ways. After finding the connection point, they continued to enter the sixth floor.

The sixth floor is the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

The vast white area is full of clouds.

Find the connection point, continue to break the formation, and enter the seventh level.

The seventh floor is actually an ethereal universe, with no ups and downs and lefts. When Liu Yutao and the others came in, they even felt like they were returning to the channel of the fairy world.

However, this did not stop them from walking, and continued to look for the connection points, and continued to move forward, entering the eighth floor.

After rushing to the eighth floor, Liu Yutao and the others felt that the journey was smooth. Although there was no gain, they did not encounter any obstacles or dangers. But what they didn't know was that whenever they left a layer of space, a commotion would burst out in the space.

It seemed as if what they forced to open was not a connection point, but a seal of some kind.

When Liu Yutao and the others arrived at the eighth floor, they suddenly found that this was a room.

After seeing the vast world, they actually felt a little uncomfortable when they came to a room this time.

The decoration of the room is simple and has a breath of vicissitudes of time. The decorations around it are very particular, exuding a light and elegant atmosphere. What amazed Liu Yutao and the others, every thing here has a faint and sharp atmosphere.

Magic tool.

Everything here is a magic weapon, and even the simplest small stool is a top-grade magic weapon.

Gudong, Liu Yutao couldn't help swallowing. When he arrived at this location, it finally looked a bit like an immortal palace.

Immediately, the few people were walking around in the room. Liu Yutao leaned against the window and looked down. He saw that the crazy immortal was still cutting bamboo and continuing to tinker with his things. He had already made a lot of them, and he looked like a car.

"Are you coming out?" Liu Yutao frowned and said to himself. This trip to the pagoda was really incredible to him.

"Look at this painting." Xuanfeng Ancestor pointed to a painting on the wall, "It seems that the owner of this immortal palace is still a female cultivator."

Liu Yutao also looked up at the painting at this time, but suddenly he was shocked.

The woman in the painting is wearing a light green long gown, holding a sword in one hand and pinching a silver needle in the other hand, with a smile on her face, as if she was looking at Liu Yutao affectionately through this painting.

And none of this matters. What’s important is that the face of the woman in this painting looks so much like a person.

Jin Shiman!

If it were just similar in appearance, Liu Yutao might not be so surprised, but the woman in the drawing at this time not only had a body shape, but also had a temperament exactly the same as Jin Shiman.

Liu Yutao looked at this portrait as if he saw Jin Shiman looking at him.

"This..." Liu Yutao immediately thought of Jin Shiman's situation, who had become a cultivator and could not be deduced by the secular world of heaven.

Is this just a coincidence?

Who is this woman?

Is Jin Shiman the Great Sage of the Dragon?

When Liu Yutao heard the name of Zhenlong Dasheng, the first reaction was that he was a powerful man. He never thought that the former would be a woman, and it was even more impossible to think of Jin Shiman.

Just when Liu Yutao was in a daze, Old Ancestor Lei Zhao and the others were searching for things everywhere. They looked down on these ordinary magic weapons, and they had only one purpose to go to the Immortal Palace.

Cause and effect seeds.

"Here!" Xuan Feng suddenly screamed, "Seeds of Cause and Effect!"

Liu Yutao looked in the sound and saw things that were round and rolling like some kind of plant fruit placed in the cabinet. The breath emitted from it was the breath of the origin of life.

But his intuition told Liu Yutao that those things are very dangerous.

"There are five in total." Xuanfeng Patriarch smiled, "If the old ghost Qiankun knew that there were also seeds of cause and effect here, he would probably be so envious that he drooled out."

"Five, we happen to be one of us." Old Ancestor Lei Zhao said with a smile. He was trustworthy and did not exclude Liu Yutao.

The ancestor Xuanfeng immediately distributed the seeds of cause and effect. When Liu Yutao got it, the feeling of danger in his heart became even stronger. His intuition told him that this kind of thing was poisonous.

But he couldn't understand what the toxicity was.

Liu Yutao could not understand the inheritance of memory and the use of medicine to enter the Tao, but when he saw the portrait of a woman on the wall, the woman was holding a silver needle in her hand, a thought immediately emerged in her mind.

"This Great Sage of Dragon-Shenzhen is also a medical practitioner?" Liu Yutao thought to himself.

At this time, the ancestor Lei Zhao and the others couldn't wait to sit cross-legged and began to refine the seeds of cause and effect in their hands.

For the Nascent Soul Venerable, who is extremely lacking in the origin of life, it is like a traveler who has been thirsty in the desert who has seen an oasis and cannot control himself at all.

Liu Yutao knew that even if he spoke to remind him now, it would be difficult to stop them.

From the beginning, all the development and changes were like a situation, leading them to this point step by step. Even though there was a small episode in the middle that made Liu Yutao feel that the Dragon-Sheng Dasheng had become a fool for a moment, it seems that nothing has changed now.

Liu Yutao stood quietly in place, watching the changes.

Until the ancestor Lei Zhao and his friends completely refined the causal seeds in their hands, there was still no change in the whole room.

"This layer is just for them to absorb the so-called seed of cause and effect?" Liu Yutao stared at the round thing in his hand and looked at it for a while. He went to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and there was a breath of natural fruit.

"The origin of life is the energy necessary to create the world. How could this kind of thing appear on this natural fruit?" Liu Yutao smiled indifferently. This is common sense in his inherited memory.

You should know that even the spiritual medicine in the fairy world only has the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the origin of life itself has a strong toxic effect.

There is life, there is death.

No plant can withstand this energy. If a practitioner wants to practice to become the Nascent Soul Venerable and absorb the origin of life, he must go through a process of physical death, first and then death.

plant?

Unless you practice to become a demon!

At this time, the ancestor Lei Zhao was the first to absorb the seeds of cause and effect. He let out a long breath, his face was rosy and his expression was filled with joy. He found that Liu Yutao was still holding the seeds of cause and effect and did not refine them. He immediately smiled and said, "Why, don't you want to become the Nascent Soul Venerable?"
Chapter completed!
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