Zhao Yang quickly scanned the inside of the stone room and immediately discovered a stone bed placed in the corner of the stone room. ◎◎
On the stone bed, there was a little sable, less than the size of a palm, which seemed to have just opened its eyes and was still walking unsteadily, with purple and smooth fur, making a "squeaking" call.
Next to the little sable, a slightly larger sable with a burnt body was lying there silently.
At this moment, the little sable with a very delicate voice, which seemed to be making a milky sound, was close to the big sable, which was all burnt. It kept pushing its little head against the big sable's body, as if it wanted to pull the big sable away.
Wake me up.
However, no matter how hard it called, the big sable didn't respond at all. It just lay there quietly, making no sound.
The little sable seemed to have noticed something, and its delicate calling voice became increasingly urgent and desolate, as pitiful as an abandoned kitten.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yang couldn't help but sigh slightly. He could tell that the sable with charred fur was the sable that had survived the tribulation on the top of the mountain before.
Obviously, the sable had died after being struck by thunder on the top of the mountain. The reason why it did not die immediately, but persisted all the way back to the cave, was probably to see its child, the sable, again.
Little sable!
Sighing silently, Zhao Yang looked at the little sable lying on the dead sable, calling out in a sad and sad voice, looking very pitiful.
After standing quietly for a moment, Zhao Yang walked over, reached out and gently picked up the little sable.
The little sable seemed to feel Zhao Yang's kindness. It struggled a little and then let Zhao Yang hold it. However, its small eyes were always looking at the dead one on the stone bed.
A sable, its delicate cry sounded so sad and sad.
But at this time, Zhao Yang had no intention to feel the pitiful cry of the little sable in his hand. At this time, Zhao Yang could be said to be extremely surprised when he looked at the little sable held in his hand, and there was even a hint of something in his eyes.
A look of disbelief.
Because after he picked up the little sable, he discovered that there was an unimaginably powerful power sealed in the body of the sable!
The aura of the seal was exactly the same as the spell that the sable used when it was going through the tribulation to seal the entire tribulation.
Apparently the seal inside the little sable was also placed by the sable that had just died.
Perhaps it was because the sable was on its deathbed and was severely injured by the catastrophe. As a result, there was a slight gap in the seal cast on the little sable, allowing the sealed things to reveal a little breath.
It was that faint aura that made Zhao Yang feel throbbing!
"Could it be that what is sealed in the body of this little sable is the 'demon elixir' condensed by the previous sable after it passed through the tribulation? Otherwise, how could the leaked aura be so terrifying, it makes me feel heart palpitations!"
Zhao Yang was shocked. Judging from the aura leaking out of the little sable's body, the power definitely belonged to the 'Golden Pill' level. It surpassed the power of Huayuan realm.
For such a small sable to have such terrifying power sealed in its body can only be explained by the demonic elixir condensed in the body of the sable that just escaped the tribulation.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yang hurriedly stepped forward to check the body of the dead sable. As expected, no demon elixir was found in its body, and even the power in its body had completely dissipated.
"It seems that although this sable has survived the catastrophe, its vitality has been completely cut off by the thunder bombardment. Even if it finally managed to condense the demon elixir, it cannot undo the devastation caused by the catastrophe.
The trauma. I just didn’t expect that it would eventually seal the demon elixir it had just condensed directly into this little sable’s body.”
Zhao Yang was surprised by the situation in front of him. Looking at the little sable in his hand, his eyes became a little different.
"With that demon pill, as long as this little sable can grow up smoothly, the future practice will be very smooth. It will even be easier to condense the demon pill and survive the tribulation than ordinary monsters!"
Zhao Yang secretly muttered to himself. The power of a demon pill is extraordinary. If it is refined into a pill with other elixirs, it can even allow ten cultivators who have just broken through to the Huanyuan stage to kill the demon in a very short time.
The true essence has been raised to the peak of the Huayuan stage.
Of course, the premise is that you are not afraid of the unstable foundation caused by this.
For Zhao Yang, if he gets a demon elixir, he is sure to use that demon elixir to raise his cultivation level to the peak of the Huayuan stage within three months and hit the 'Golden elixir avenue'.
If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that they would be unable to restrain themselves and want to kill the little sable and seize the demon pill sealed in its body.
But Zhao Yang had no such idea at all.
Although Zhao Yang has experienced many battles and evil hearts in the "Diyuan Immortal Continent", in the final analysis, he is still a "Taoist cultivator", not a "devil cultivator" or an "evil cultivator".
Even though he knew that the demon pill could quickly improve his cultivation, Zhao Yang never thought of killing the little sable to seize the demon pill.
Zhao Yang has his own bottom line for practice and the pursuit of strength. Sticking to this bottom line is not only a part of his own state of mind, but also the 'Tao' he cultivates. If there is no bottom line, then how can he cultivate?
'True'? How is it different from those demonic cultivators who have no moral sense and no bottom line, who just pursue power blindly, and even kill their fathers, brothers, mothers, wives, friends... everyone in the world is invincible?
"Little guy, you can practice with me from now on. It's a long road to practice, but at least I have a companion." Zhao Yang looked at the little sable in his hand and said lightly. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to gently touch its smooth head.
Stroked it a few times.
It's not bad to accept such a little guy. At least it has great potential. With the demon elixir left to it by its mother, and the fact that the 'sable' itself belongs to the bloodline of an ancient alien species, its future achievements will definitely not be low.
It is good to have such a spirit beast close by. There are many cultivators on the Diyuanxian Continent who will raise some spirit beasts, and some even regard the spirit beasts as their completely trustworthy companions in life and death.
Because people are unpredictable, spiritual animals are often much more reliable and trustworthy than people.
The little sable seemed to understand Zhao Yang's words and moved its little head a few times. When Zhao Yang reached out to stroke it, it was obedient and obedient to Zhao Yang and even stuck out its tongue.
Zhao Yang licked the palm of his hand affectionately a few times.
"hehe……"
Zhao Yang smiled softly and liked this little sable quite a lot.
"It seems that you are already psychic. No wonder, your mother has become a demon herself, and your bloodline is also very extraordinary. It is normal for you to be psychic at such a young age."
Zhao Yang said with a smile.
"Zhizhi..."
The little sable lay on the palm of Zhao Yang's hand, shook its little head and called softly twice. It looked very cute.
"Okay, let's bury your mother first. When you grow up and really enlighten yourself, you can come back and see your mother. She has already paved the way for your future. The rest will depend on
You have grown up step by step."
Zhao Yang said calmly.
Then he was about to step forward to take out the body of the dead sable on the stone bed and bury it. But at this moment, Zhao Yang suddenly discovered that there were many words and patterns engraved on the stone bed.
With just one glance, Zhao Yang recognized that it was a cultivation technique.
"I'm afraid if there is no accident, this sable should have accidentally entered this cave, and discovered the skills recorded on the stone bed, and learned some ways of cultivation from it, and then slowly cultivated to that level.
…”
Zhao Yang was guessing in his mind.
The actual situation is actually close to what he guessed. The reason why the sable can practice cultivation is indeed understood from the patterns on the stone bed.
As an ancient alien bloodline, sable itself is a very spiritual animal. It is not surprising that it can learn some cultivation methods from the exercises recorded on the stone bed.
It may not be able to understand the meaning of those patterns, nor may it know why it practices like that. But it knows that it is good for itself and can make itself stronger.
This is like a worker in a factory. He may not understand the working principles of the machinery, but he knows how to operate the machinery to produce products.
Zhao Yang only glanced at the exercises on the stone bed briefly and did not look at them in detail. Although the exercises were good and considered superior, they were of little use to Zhao Yang. Not to mention what Zhao Yang was practicing now.
The 'Hunyuan Five Elements Xuan Jing' is far more advanced than that technique, and Zhao Yang himself even knows several other techniques that are also stronger than that technique.
His eyes passed over the content of the exercise, and Zhao Yang's eyes quickly moved to the center of the stone bed. There was a large seal character engraved there that was as big as the mouth of a bowl!
When Zhao Yang's eyes came into contact with the big character, he immediately felt like a thunderous explosion in his mind. There was a roar, and the rolling sound even made the entire mind go blank.
Immediately afterwards, the large seal character on the stone bed appeared in the depths of Zhao Yang's mind, spinning slowly and continuously, exuding a faint brilliance and an unspeakable aura, making Zhao Yang feel like his brain was
It seems as if he is completely imprisoned, as if even his thinking has become slow...
This breath... divided, clear, is the seal of the road that crosses the tribulation, seals the tribulation, and ends the tribulation of heaven.
!
Zhao Yang muttered to himself in his mind, feeling very surprised.
However, the power of the big seal characters made him feel like his brain was like a slow-motion movie, and the self-talk in his consciousness turned out to be like playing a movie frame by frame, word for word.
This kind of power shocked Zhao Yang even more. A "word" actually has such terrifying power. It can even influence and imprison people's thoughts. It's really terrifying!
