After half a cup of tea, Feng Jueyu left Xiaoyue Mountain in a hurry with his disciple Zhang Lu who came back from Lieyan Palace to summon him.
Two hours ago, when Feng Jueyu and Long Yan were still in the ancient underground city of Moro unable to make a decision because of the dragon clan matter, a big event also happened in Xuanjing Mountain.
Along with Long Rui and Li Yuan, they led dozens of Xiaoyue disciples to fight the nameless monster spirit pot for three days and finally "fed" the monster spirit pot after many attempts.
Since this spiritual pot began to absorb the original divine power of Fan Wudou, the spiritual light on the surface of the pot has been surprisingly active, as if it has been fully nourished. The light of the pot is extremely dazzling, and the surface of the weathered and worn pot has begun to appear. of luster.
After three days of being "fed" with five buckets of rice, the spirit pot glowed with a new splendor. The entire body of the pot was as lustrous as purple jade, and even the devil head carvings on the two pot handles became lifelike.
"Look, what I said is right. If you can't get close to this spiritual pot, it's because you haven't fed it yet. Old ricer, if you work harder, I will be able to see the quality of this spiritual pot today. "Long Rui licked his lips excitedly and said in a whimpering voice.
Fan Wudou didn't just listen to Long Rui because of his noble status, but after three days, he felt more and more weird about this spirit pot. He also wanted to see what was so strange about this spirit pot. To describe Mr. Fan's current mentality in one sentence, he is in conflict with Ling Hu. If I don't understand you, I won't leave at all.
So after Long Rui finished speaking, Fan Wudou didn't say much. He immediately used up enough energy to punch the origin into the three hundred feet absorption range. The two fists turned into a long rainbow and went straight through the mouth of the pot. In an instant, a wave of Powerful force surged from the pot, like pumping water, and sucked in the blazing white fist energy in one breath.
Then, a strange change occurred, and the dazzling spiritual pot lost its luster in an instant. All the light emitted shrank back like lightning, and the spiritual pot just floated in the air, with waves of incomparable evil lingering outside the surface of the pot. The dark black demonic energy is like a black flame, burning sizzlingly.
There was deathly silence inside and outside Xuanjing Mountain. Only the heavy breathing of Fan Wudou echoed silently among the mountains. All eyes were attracted to the changing spirit pot, revealing their eyes in great astonishment.
In the past three days, Fan Wudou, Li Yuan, and Long Rui have transferred their original divine power to the spirit pot through the air. Each of them has done it at least fifty times, instilling the purest source. Even a mortal body can become a great master after these three days, not to mention someone like Fan Wudou who is only one step away from the Qiankun realm.
The three powerful men instilled the original divine power more than a hundred times, not counting the essence, blood, vitality and flesh and blood of the people the spirit pot had killed before. No matter how stupid your brain is, you can calculate how much pure heaven and earth energy the spirit pot has absorbed. , and it took everyone three full days to make the spirit pot change, which shows how terrifying the origin of this spirit pot is.
At this time, no one dared to approach the spirit pot. After all, there was no movement after the spirit pot mutated. What if the effect of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth has not disappeared yet.
Just when everyone was extremely puzzled, suddenly, the spiritual pot shook twice, and a burst of thick smoke came out of the mouth of the pot. In the thick smoke, a small, smooth and pink hand stretched out from the inside.
Everyone was stunned when they saw it, and some Xiaoyue Sect disciples who had never seen the world trembled violently, feeling their scalps numb.
"Is there someone in here?" Everyone took a breath of cold air. Who would have thought that there is a person in this spiritual pot that is the size of an ordinary wine pot?
But it wasn't over yet, something even more horrifying happened next.
At first, a small hand stretched out from the spirit pot, and then another small hand. Two small hands stretched out and grabbed around for a long time before grabbing the mouth of the pot. Then, with a strong push, a bald head stuck out.
It's just that this bald head is different from ordinary people's heads. On the forehead of this head, there is a horizontal slit for the eyes.
This eye is as long as the forehead, and the pupils are glowing with a strange purple-red light. There are many light red spots dotted on the white bottom of the eyes, like red and swollen blood clots, which looks particularly scary.
people.
The atmosphere at the scene became silent as the bald head stretched out. Everyone held their breath, not daring to take a breath, staring at the facial features of the head being revealed one after another.
Red eyes, a high bridge of the nose, plump ears, and thin lips, and then his head appeared. Except that there was no fragrant scar, a little monk with three eyes and a head dressed in black emerged from the spiritual pot.
This little monk is not tall, about half as tall as a normal person. He has a round head, a shiny bald head, a large forehead facing forward, three eyes like torches, and white skin, making him look like a baby.
It's just that the black robe is filled with a strong demonic aura, and it's impossible to tell whether this person is a demon or a demon.
"Who is this little monk?"
Seeing the little monk jumping out of the spiritual pot and stretching with one foot on the pot mouth, Fan Wudou and Long Rui immediately exchanged glances and asked in great surprise.
The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing. Everyone was confused by the appearance of the young monk. But then, someone used their spiritual consciousness to scan over and try to check the young monk's cultivation. The results obtained surprised many people.
Open your mouth from ear to ear.
Bottomless.
Everyone present, not even five buckets of rice, could see the depth of the young monk.
"ah……"
The little black-robed monk in full view of the crowd relaxed his muscles and looked at the surrounding environment. He had a faint and evil-looking smile on his lips, and seemed to be excited and said to everyone: "I have been working hard for so long.
, Xiao Na finally came out. Hey, the old man in front, thank you for your help, and you two. Although your cultivation level is not high, you can still be considered a big help to Xiao Na. For your sake, you helped Xiao Na.
Come on, I won’t embarrass you today. Let’s go.”
The young monk spoke to himself, his tone no less arrogant than Master Long Jiu.
Is there anyone crazier than him in the world? Long Rui was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this, and stood up and said, "Hey? That kid in front of you, where did you come from?"
"Boy?" When the little monk heard this, he was so happy that he put his hands on his waist and said, "You boy, you dare to call Xiao Na a boy. It's interesting. Xiao Na saw that you gave Xiao Na the source, so he planned to let you go. Sheng Lu, if you speak so rudely, you will get into trouble. Hurry up and get out while Xiao Na is in a good mood. Don't ruin Xiao Na's mood."
"Oops?" When Long Rui heard this, he became furious and immediately scolded with a pale face: "Who the hell are you talking to? Ang, when you talk to me, you have to call me Sheng Ye, do you understand?"
"Master? Haha, a little golden dragon dares to call himself "Master". I think you don't know how to write the word "death"."
Whoosh!
The young monk said this, and everyone was shocked. After all, Long Rui did not show his true body. Although he was stained with dragon energy, it was extremely restrained. If he was not a top expert, it would be very difficult to see it at a glance, but this The young monk didn't even use his spiritual consciousness to directly see Long Rui's background. How could it not be surprising?
At this time, any normal person would realize that the young monk's strength was bottomless, but today what the young monk met was not a normal person, but Long Rui.
Master Long Jiu has never known how to write the word "condescension", and he will never bow to any force.
After listening to the little monk's shouting, Long Rui's eyebrows jumped wildly, he rolled up his arms and sleeves and cursed: "Smelly bald donkey, I think you are shameless. Come here, I will clean you up."
After Long Rui finished shouting, there was a bang, and the momentum around him changed. The majestic dragon energy instantly turned into invisible waves and rolled towards the young monk.
But the little monk standing on the spout of the pot didn't move at all. Despite the terrifying wind and waves, his figure stood on the spout as firm as a pine tree.
The wave of dragon energy swept past quickly, and the mountain rubble within a range of several hundred feet flew everywhere. But in the center of the wave, the young monk smiled like a spring breeze, touched his shiny bald head and said: "It's just a wonderful journey, it's okay." You are really overestimating your ability to exude dragon energy."
Whoosh!
After the young monk finished speaking, he instantly disappeared from the mouth of the pot. Before he reappeared, Fan Wudou exclaimed, and his whole body turned into a red beam of light and flew out.
"Long Rui, step back."
There was a roaring sound among the mountains, and Fan Wudou swayed and appeared in front of Long Rui. His body surface turned a deep red, like a red-hot human-shaped iron. King Heat Wave was threatening, and in this During the process, Li Yuan also saw that the old King of Fighters had used the secret method of the Great Refining Diamond in Zhenwu Sheng's body. His body was astonishingly strong, and he punched out with a roar, and the empty void in front of him emitted a low buzz like a space explosion.
The person punched, but the target was nowhere to be seen, but the eyes of the old boxing king Fan Wudou were astonishingly determined, and the angle of the fist did not change at all.
Bang!
When the punch reached its most violent blow, the figure of the little monk appeared in front of the fist.
It can be said that Fan Wudou's punch was extremely fast, and he was the last to strike, and he had captured the opponent's movement trajectory in advance, and guarded Long Rui first.
The little monk who appeared across from him showed no emotion on his face. As if he had expected that Fan Wudou would come to stop him, he raised his palm and slapped the surface of his fist hard.
"Huh? Zhenwu Shengqiu, I didn't expect that Old Man Fei's Divine Fist would have a descendant. It's a pity that the thirteenth level of Great Alchemy is similar to ordinary forbidden arts, so it's hard for Xiao Na to do it."
Bang!
At the moment when fists and palms clashed, a huge explosion suddenly sounded. Fan Wudou tried his best to punch the little monk. He only felt a faint pain in the bones of his fists. Amid the splash of blood, he saw that the surface of his fist was actually punched by the little monk.
The blood and flesh were blurred by the slap, and the severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow spread throughout the body in an instant.