Gently placing his hand on the red flower sword, Lin Xin had just refined it into a third-grade magic weapon, but had not yet tested its power.
Red runes slowly appeared on the blade of the sword, and dark golden lines were faintly visible among the densely packed runes.
Tsk tsk tsk!
A stream of gray and black vines rushed out from the ground, like a stream of gray and black fountains, fiercely entangling the one-legged men one by one.
The vines are tied up in circles from bottom to top like ropes.
The sizzling sound of squeezing into flesh kept resounding, and the flower vines were covered with many ferocious barbs, but they could not penetrate the skin of these one-legged people at all, and many of the sharp barbs even broke and flew away.
The one-legged man began to struggle, but could not break free.
Huateng's power gradually came to a stalemate with the one-legged man.
After a while.
Bang!
Suddenly, a one-legged man was directly squeezed by the vines and exploded, turning into a sheet of white slurry that flew away.
Then there was a series of explosions, and each one-legged man was squeezed and exploded into balls of white slurry.
Lin Xin frowned, feeling that Inmanto quickly absorbed the slurry, and retreated underground as if he was very satisfied.
He simply didn't take it back, and just stuck the red flower sword into the ground beside him, half-sat down by the fire, and quietly started to drop the meatloaf he brought little by little into the boiling water pot.
A faint stream of warm air poured into his body from the Red Flower Sword, and Lin Xin was slightly startled.
"Are there also these one-legged people?"
He took a look at his cultivation level.
‘The second level of the Qi refining period of Guiyuan Jue. (Completion level 2%) (kill +11, constitution +11,), additional effects: sword energy, spiritual energy possession.’
"Oh? I've finally improved!" His heart suddenly shook, and then he couldn't help but feel joy. His cultivation had not moved at all for so long, and he finally improved.
All along, he had to face more and more troublesome and difficult situations, but his cultivation had always stagnated, which made him more and more restless. But he had nothing to do.
It was only now that the Red Flower Sword was completely repaired and his cultivation began to improve again, that he breathed a sigh of relief.
He quietly cooked a portion of meatloaf and added some green onions. It was a simple meal. He was not particular about food. After that, he took a Dadu Shidan and he could last for two days without eating.
Sitting beside the campfire and meditating cross-legged, Lin Xin closed his eyes and slowly fell into breath control.
Time passed slowly, and several hours passed before I knew it.
When his breath was even, he slowly opened his eyes and took stock.
"According to normal time, it should be early morning now."
The spiritual energy in his body circulated, and he silently returned to Yuan Jue. A suction force suddenly appeared between his chest and abdomen. A faint white air emerged from his mouth and nose. It gathered from the surrounding void and penetrated into his nostrils.
Cough cough cough!
He coughed suddenly, as if he had been choked on something, and all the white air he had just inhaled suddenly dissipated.
"This is!!?"
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw many extremely tiny ant-sized people in the white air in front of him that had not completely dissipated.
Each of these little men is holding a three-pronged fork, and they are all white. Only their heads have a big mouth, full of sharp teeth.
There are so many densely packed white little people, there are at least hundreds of them in the white air as thick as a thumb. They are jumping around, and they seem to form an army of little people in the white air, constantly flowing with the white air.
Silently dissipate the white air.
"Can't we even replenish spiritual energy here? It's really not suitable for living and practicing."
In this way, the consumed spiritual energy can only be replenished by spiritual jade. No wonder the monks are unable to expand too many areas in the outer realm, nor can they establish strongholds in the outer realm. Perhaps except for Yangquan, there is no way to stay in the outer realm for a long time.
It was almost time to rest. Lin Xin stood up and pulled out the red flower sword that emitted red light. The reddish runes on the sword slowly extinguished. Inmanto turned into a red light from the ground and disappeared into the sword.
After walking out of the stone house, there were a few more body parts that looked like rotting corpses outside. I don't know when they were killed.
Continuing towards the direction of Yu Jian Nei, we advanced for about forty minutes.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A huge black rotten tree, like a human figure, with hands and feet, slowly moved forward on the wasteland.
"Rotten Treeman" Lin Xin slowed down slightly and passed behind the tall treeman who was seven or eight meters tall.
He didn't want to anger this kind of tree man.
The rotten tree man's body is covered with small holes like honeycombs, and flies and maggots are constantly crawling in and out. Once it is angered, a large number of bugs in its body will swarm out, and can be released for more than ten minutes.
, this kind of creature is a half-yin beast, a half-creature type.
The Yin Beast is a phenomenon, a natural phenomenon, and cannot be destroyed, because it will be reborn after destruction. The Rotted Tree Man falls into this category. However, it is a little different from the Yin Beast, and it has a certain instinctive nature of a living creature.
However, as long as you don't provoke it, it will not take the initiative to attack other beings.
Walk past the tree man and gradually walk up a hill. Stand on the top of the hill and look down.
Below is another plain with mirror-like puddles everywhere, and rotten tree men are walking slowly on the plain.
A huge black whale that was ten meters long slowly swam past Lin Xin's head.
Whales are exactly the same as whales in the ocean. Apart from not swimming in the water, even their appearance is exactly the same.
"Empty Whale" Lin Xin's heart tightened slightly. Empty whales are extremely gentle creatures, and as long as they are not provoked, they will not actively attack humans. This is written in the record.
However, when he was actually under the body of this creature, he felt a completely different shock.
Lin Xin raised his head and looked at an empty whale slowly sliding over the sky. The huge shadow completely enveloped his whole body.
He could see that the empty whale's white belly was full of holes like vents, and there were many beard-like hairs on the edges of the holes, which were soft and blowing in the wind.
A faint fishy smell lingered as the empty whale swam past.
"If there is a whale, then this is the place"
Lin Xin looked towards the plain in the distance. At the end of the plain in the distance, there was a tilted disk like a clock. It was looming in the gray mist.
He jumped lightly, soared down from the hill, climbed into the sky and spread out his cloud sword. His body turned into a white line, and he flew dozens of meters away in a few moves.
The plains kept passing by him, and Lin Xin walked around a few parading rotten tree men. He touched lightly on the edge of a raised puddle.
The body rolled several times in the air and landed steadily in front of the inclined stone disk.
The stone disc is completely white, like a tilted corona, with some slightly blurred scales and writing on it. The edges are polished and rounded.
The entire stone plate has a diameter of more than 20 meters and a thickness of more than ten meters. Even if an ordinary rotting tree man hits it hard, it will probably only shake a little.
Lin Xin looked at the sky and stood still in front of the stone plate. He slowly adjusted his breathing and waited.
Woo~
Not far away, a rotten tree man beat his chest hard and let out a weird roar, which seemed desolate and long.
Time passed slowly, and before you knew it, the red moonlight slowly fell on the stone plate, forming a semicircular red light and shadow.
The light and shadow are like an arch, very regular, without any extra moonlight falling out.
Lin Xin opened his eyes, took out his disguise mask and put it on, walked to the stone plate, reached out and knocked on the light and shadow door.
Boom, boom, boom.
The stone plate actually made a sound that only sounded like wood.
After knocking on the door, Lin Xin took out the jade slip given to him by the Ming brothers and gently placed it on the stone plate.
White smoke suddenly emitted from the joint, as if something had been burnt by a hot soldering iron, giving off a faint odor.
squeak
Suddenly, the stone plate area, which was just a red shadow, actually opened from the inside like a wooden door.
A white porcelain smiling doll head appeared in front of Lin Xin. As if it glanced at him, the porcelain doll immediately opened the door and stepped aside.
Lin Xin calmed down and walked in slowly.
Inside is a medium-sized wooden corridor. It is made of mahogany and looks very ancient. The corridor leads to an exquisite red copper door. The door is closed tightly and has four gold buckles in the middle.
Lin Xin just walked in. The wooden door closed behind him.
He looked left and right, and the person who opened the door for him was a porcelain man with a height of 1.56 meters. His head and body were made of the same texture as a white porcelain bowl. He was wearing thick little girl's clothes and had a strange and unchanging smile on his face.
A fixed expression painted by the craftsman.
"Is this the branch?" Lin Xin asked the porcelain man.
The porcelain man didn't speak. He just stretched out his hand and pointed towards the corridor.
Lin Xin also understood and walked directly to the corridor. Since he was already here, he had to walk in no matter what. The Guangyao Society sounds very mysterious and does not seem to be very reliable, but there is no way. Now maybe this is the only thing he can count on.
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Walking along the corridor to the copper door, before he knocked, the door automatically opened a crack.
"Are you new?"
Behind the door is a small room filled with bookshelves and books. The main color of the room is purple, the walls are purple, the floor is purple, the bookshelves are purple, and the book covers are also purple.
The voice sounded like a man or a woman, and it came from here. But when Lin Xin walked in, he saw a little boy who was only five or six years old, sitting at the desk, immersed in writing something.
"I'm Seongsu, the branch manager." The child raised his head and saw that it was also a white porcelain doll, and it was also a porcelain doll with slight cracks on its face.
"Welcome, new member."
Lin Xin frowned slightly.
"May I ask what your senior's race is?"
"As you can see, I am not a human race. I belong to the porcelain people. I am not considered a clan. I am just a strange ghost." The little porcelain baby chuckled.
"Three hundred years ago, I lamented that human life was short, so I completely transformed my body into this. Unfortunately, it was not completely successful in the end. My brothers, sisters, relatives and friends all lost their consciousness of life during the transformation because of a mistake.
I am the only one who succeeded. You will know these things later. Anyway, every new person who meets me will ask the same questions."
The little porcelain baby answered with a gentle voice.
"So, you just joined our Guangyao Association and you came to the branch in person so soon. Did you encounter any trouble?" (To be continued.)