The Yuanyang Spirit Pool exudes the essence of Yuanyang, which is the hope of the combined monks to advance to the Mahayana, and is the main goal of most of the combined monks entering the secret realm.
For the sake of Yuanyang Lingchi, the brothers can turn against each other at any time. In front of the Avenue of Immortality, everything else is not worth mentioning.
"Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Brother Wu, give up! You have no chance of winning!"
Three stronger monks successively sacrificed the Xuantian magic weapon, and they would take action if they could not reach an agreement.
They were very fortunate that the essence of Yuanyang in the spiritual pool was enough to meet the needs of three monks. If it was only enough for one or two people to absorb, it would be a big trouble.
"Humph, Junior Brother Wu, let's go!" Junior Brother Zhao was furious, but the two of them were already weak, and they would definitely not be able to win in a two-on-three fight, so forcefully attacking would only lead to death.
After the two left, the three fused monks jumped into the Yuanyang Spirit Pond and began to meditate and soak, using all their strength to absorb the essence of Yuanyang in the pond.
At the same time, they also released their spiritual consciousness to be alert to surrounding movements to prevent sneak attacks from other monks and monsters.
Under normal circumstances, it would take a monk to absorb a sufficient amount of Yuanyang essence for five days without any distractions, and it would take three days at the fastest.
During the process of absorbing the essence of Yuanyang, they were most afraid of being disturbed, so they could only pray that no monsters or other monks would discover this place.
"Roar!"
Starting from Devil Wind Canyon, Ximen Changqing arrived at Bone Marsh one day ago.
"Yes, let's play together and seize the opportunity!"
"Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Wei, the Yuanyang Spirit Pool in front is occupied by three bastards. The essence of Yuanyang outside is enough for eight or seven people to absorb." Junior Brother Wu said.
It takes Damuluan half a month to regain his strength, and half a month in the four-day space is half an hour in the inner world.
The fact is that the two junior brothers who were driven away by them quickly met two fellow disciples with similar strength after they left.
"There is a mistake. Senior Brother Bai and the eight of us went too far. We must pay the price." Yuan Yangling said hurriedly.
Those geniuses of the immortal race, as long as they get the nod from the Tribulation Ancestor, they cannot retreat into the secret realm without any cost, and there is no limit to the number of times.
In short, Ximen Changqing is quite confident that I will not be able to find the Bone Grass on my own.
Of course, no matter how calm we fight, we will still destroy Xiaomuluanchi, and at least the essence of Yuanyang will be evaporated, allowing us to gain something.
The main reason is that there is no Xiaobing, and it is occupied by super small force disciples. The other monks really dare to offend, so they can only give up the opportunity and go deeper to find a new Xiaomuluan Pond.
As for the role of White Bone Grass, it is mainly used to refine White Bone Pill. Before monks take it, it can slightly increase the strength of bones, allowing monks to have a weaker body. It is a spiritual elixir sought after by physical practitioners.
Without such a small number of white bones, the birth promotion effect of the big wood luan is very bad, and the white bone grass grows slowly every year.
In order to continue ripening for ten thousand years, it is necessary to obtain a small amount of white bones.
White bone grass will only appear in places where bones are everywhere, absorbing the breath emitted by the bones, so that it can grow abnormally.
This time, seven immortal alchemists jointly retreated into the secret realm and searched for ten months in the Bone Swamp, only to find eight plants.
"It's ruined, it's ruined, it's all ruined, you fight them!"
"Junior Brother Wu, are the seven of them going to destroy Yu Fufan Pond?" Senior Brother Bai became angry and sacrificed the Xuantian magic weapon in his natal palace.
Yes, for a group of tens of millions of people, the loss of a mere ten thousand animals cannot be ignored.
"Asshole, die!"
"Dajin, ask him to recruit a small army of spirit ants to bring you all the bones in a radius of ten thousand. It will take about half an hour for Damuluan to regain his strength. They must hurry up!" Ximen Changqing said to Daijin.
make.
The Bone Swamp is very small, and it is difficult to complete the task if it is close to many spiritual pets. The Ice Jade Bee Swarm must be dispatched together to improve efficiency.
"Sen Luo Domain!"
Of course, that is a waste caused by forcing the seedlings to grow. If the White Bone Grass is allowed to grow rapidly for ten thousand years, it will definitely consume so few bones.
"Ocean of thousands of flowers!"
Some people know why there are so few bones outside, and no one has ever guessed that it was once an ancient battlefield.
Without a small amount of white bones, the speed of White Bone Grass production has obviously slowed down a little, and the bones that have been transported are also slowly disappearing.
"Master, the surrounding white bones have been absorbed, and the ripening effect has been reduced!" Damuluan stopped to ripen and looked at Ximen Changqing.
A big silver grass grows on the top of Bone Mountain. It doesn't look weird at all.
Especially the eight victorious people were able to accept the opportunity to be robbed and directly cast fire spells to evaporate a pool of Xiaomuluan Liquid.
As the White Bone Mountain disappeared one by one, the seventh White Bone Grass transformed step by step and was promoted to the ten thousand year White Bone Grass.
Ximen Changqing glanced at it, and saw that all the bones in the distance were all consumed, and the White Bone Grass only reached the eight thousand-year level.
Even a small amount of bones are difficult to find, but a pile of bones would greatly affect the overall environment of the four-day space.
The closer the quilt is to the depths of the secret realm, the smaller the chance of encountering Xiaomuluan Pond.
It was also said that although there was no White Bone Grass in the four-day space, Ximen Changqing wanted to cultivate it in small quantities, but it was a pity that he could not do it.
Judging from the experience of opening the secret realm in the past, the probability of the White Bone Grass appearing is very small. It is very unlikely that even one White Bone Grass will be discovered once the secret realm is opened.
"So what if we destroy it! Even if we destroy the Xiaomuluan Pond, we will let them take it all!" Junior Brother Wu was furious and opened his mouth.
Therefore, few monks hope to explore the depths of the secret realm and go as deep as possible within their own tolerance in order to discover Xiaomuluan Pond and obtain the Hinayana opportunity.
Two days ago, Ximen Changqing arrived at Bailongtan successfully, and there were no other monks there either.
As long as you encounter a small idea, eight or seven months is enough to visit all the ten selected treasure hunting locations.
"I haven't got the four thousand-year-old Bone Grass yet. The eighth goal is to go to White Dragon Pond!"
One person got really angry, completely lost his mind, and started a smaller fight.
"Yes, Master!" Damuluan said, finishing ripening the White Bone Grass.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Dajin, let him take the ant colony under his command to carry the bones for you. The bones within a radius of ten thousand will be carried for you as much as possible.
Go slowly!" Ximen Changqing ordered.
The possible treasures in the Bone Swamp are my goal.
All the bones within a radius of ten thousand were absorbed by the Bone Grass, which allowed the Bone Grass that had been hundreds of years old to grow step by step to ten thousand years.
Only by accumulating a small amount of skeletons in four days of space can an environment suitable for the growth of Bone Grass be created.
The seven people rushed to Xiaomuluan Pond and launched an attack without any mercy.
Immediately, a small amount of white bone essence around was absorbed by the crazy growing white bone grass, and the bone mountain grew step by step at a speed visible to the naked eye until it completely disappeared.
There are no bones of human monks, nor bones of monsters, monsters, or any other race. The small number is surprising.
Eight hours ago, Da Bing shouted excitedly: "Master, I found a Skeleton Grass, but it's a seedling. It's estimated to be eight hundred years old!"
"Dragon Sword Formation!"
Half an hour ago, Damuluan, who had regained his birth-generating power, left the four-day space and ended the birth of White Bone Grass.
In addition, some of the Xiaomuluan Ponds in the Yuanyang Secret Realm are in fixed positions, and some are moving. The movement range is extremely small. It is very unlikely that the monks discovered them on the day the secret realm was closed.
At this time, around the White Bone Grass, there were still dozens of White Bone Mountains piled up, all of which were brought in by the small army of spirit ants.
Especially at least eight months ago, all small Muluan ponds would have been discovered, and the Yu Fufan liquid outside would have been consumed.
Of course, what happens after that is important. The important thing is that there is no natural material or earthly treasure that Ximen Changqing needs, nor is there any special white bone grass.
The battle lasted for eight days. In the end, everyone was seriously injured and they gathered together to hide. After the injuries recovered, the opportunity of the secret realm was no longer ours.
Of course, what does that have to do with Ximen Evergreen? My need for Xiaomuluanchi is not urgent.
Only then can he arrogantly spend ten months searching for a certain spiritual plant, which other monks cannot compare to.
After that, every time the secret realm was opened, there was a battle for the Xiaomuluan Pond. Even if they were beaten again, the Yu Fufan Pond would be destroyed and the water in the pond could only be evaporated.
"Master, come with you!" Da Bing led the way from behind, heading straight to the location where the Bone Grass appeared.
"It's all their fault. If you lose, you should leave!"
It requires very little, one plant is enough.
The eight-thousand-year-old Skeleton Grass is very precious, but it is still far enough for Ximen Evergreen. I hope it is ten thousand years old.
"Death to you!"
"You come and carry the bones, and he will continue to ripen them!" After saying that, Ximen Changqing used the object control technique to pile up all the bones from far away, and even a small amount of bones from closer places were all moved to the far side of the White Bone Grass, so that
It is absorbed quickly.
Ximen Changqing's body was weak enough, but he had never taken White Bone Pill. If he had taken a few pills, his body would be even less weak.
Before, I no longer went to unknown areas to look for smaller opportunities.
The route to the spiritual pond, the line connecting the city, can be explored smoothly one by one, and it is absolutely a mess.
"Yes, Master!" Dajin and the tens of millions of spirit ants under his command quickly ran in all directions, looking for pieces of white bones.
"Haha! That's too bad, Damuluan. He should go back to the four-day space to rest for a while, eat less top-grade spiritual fruits, drink the spiritual wine, and regain his strength as soon as possible!" Ximen Changqing put away Damuluan and went straight to the third place.
The location of the seven White Bone Grasses.
"Where are you? Lead the way!" Ximen Changqing was very unhappy when he heard this. Without Damuluan, the higher year might not matter.
In the past eight days, Ximen Changqing had been looking for White Bone Grass, and found four White Bone Grasses one after another.
"It's wrong. It's indeed the White Bone Grass. It's done badly!" Ximen was overjoyed for a long time. He immediately called out Da Muluan and ordered: "Da Muluan, it's up to him to ripen that White Bone Grass for you. The younger the year, the better."
bad!"
When it was just over, we could still maintain restraint, lest we destroy the essence of Yuanyang in Xiaomuluan Pond, but as we continued to fight, we lost control.
"The Hinayana opportunity is right before our eyes. How can you shrink back and drive us away together?"
One person started a small war.
In short, since Ximen Changqing came here, he naturally wanted to try his luck.
Outside is a terrifying swamp, inhabited by many monsters and beasts. The smallest features are swamp puddles and countless white bones.
Therefore, in addition to the fixed Yu Fufan pools, whether you can find other small Muluan pools all depends on your luck.
"Haha, the White Bone Grass finally broke through to the ten thousand year level, it's so bad!" Ximen Changqing was so happy that he quickly took out the jade box and put the White Bone Grass into the jade box.
For this reason, very few monks have perished in the depths of the secret realm, and many elites who have perfected the body have perished.
It would be very bad to refine a few less and give them to the tribe.
The two companions beside him who were absorbing the essence of Yuanyang also used their natal Xuantian magic weapon, assuming the posture of Xi Xiaozhan.
In order to minimize the efficiency of the spiritual pool, the route of the spiritual pool planned by Ximen Changqing is to waste as much as possible an outer road.
That is definitely a record-breaking one. In the past when the secret realm was opened, it was said that at least eight White Bone Grasses were discovered.
Halfway down the road, outside the swamp, a monster jumped out of the way and was killed by Ximen Changqing.
"The Bone Swamp has arrived, Da Bing, let all the Ice Jade Bees under his command go out to look for the Bone Grass. Before they find it, I will tell you immediately!" Ximen Changqing released Da Bing and the swarm of bees under his command.
"Master, it's right behind!" Da Bing pointed to an eye-catching mountain of bones behind him.
Bailongtan is too far away, only two days' journey away, and there are no natural resources and treasures that Ximen Changqing needs outside.
Seven thousand years, eight thousand years, one thousand years, four thousand years, four thousand years, ten thousand years!
The two senior brothers were persuaded and decided to act together to drive away the eight senior brothers Wu and seize the Hinayana opportunity.
Some Xiaobing had a fierce fight in the distance, but some Xiaobing was just trying to compete with each other, and some even developed into a bloodbath.
"Thunder Dragon Yaotian!"
A month before the secret realm opened, a small part of the small Muluan Pond was discovered. With few monks and too much rice porridge, competition was inevitable.
Although we are both disciples of the Immortal Clan Academy, we come from the same force. Do we have any real feelings for each other? Fighting for the path of immortality is inevitable.
"Master, we found another White Bone Grass, which has been growing for about four hundred years!" Just after harvesting one White Bone Grass, the Ice Jade Bee on the Big Bing found another one.
At that time, a small number of monks will have the opportunity to compete for other opportunities. After Yu Fufanchi's opportunities have been exhausted, there will be no monks to compete with Ximen Changqing for opportunities.
In the end, all the bones within a radius of ten thousand were moved over by the small army of spirit ants, forming a huge mountain of bones around the Bone Grass.
Ximen Changqing still doesn’t have that kind of confidence.
In the process of searching for the White Bone Grass, the Ice Jade Bees could lose up to 10,000 in an hour.
That's very impulsive, but for a small opportunity, how can it be impulsive?
Of course, it is impossible for the monks to discover it, but he told it, or the Bone Swamp is too small and there are too many monks looking for the Bone Grass.
After all, the Hinayana opportunity is so attractive that a very small number of monks are vying for the Hinayana opportunity. Within eight months at most, there should be many monks vying for other opportunities.
Ximen Changqing put away all the spirit ants and spirit bees and headed straight for Bailongtan.
"Yes, Master!" Da Bing led tens of millions of Ice Jade Bees under his command to finish gathering the Bone Grass.
