The Holy Lord thought to himself: "Probably not. Apart from cutting off his own wings to make blood armor, the main body should have never harmed himself again."
"But it's hard to say. Maybe with the personality of the main body, I might actually get one..."
"Little Carrot, take me to see the place with the strongest spiritual power." The Holy Master hesitated for a moment, but decided to take a look: "The main body is not responsible, and I have to bury the pit."
"Lord, I will take you there right now." Bailuobo led the Holy Master towards the depths of the medicine garden.
Many young herbs in the medicine field that could not be uprooted looked at the Holy Master with curious eyes.
"Who is this? Why would Grandpa Bailuobo lead him?"
"Yes, yes, behind him are Grandpa Tomato and Uncle Melon..."
"Why do I feel that he is very familiar, like a relative of mine."
"I feel the same way."
"..."
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Yuan Chen's reshaped body has been completed, and now there is only the last step, which is to imprint the soul mark. As long as the soul imprint is imprinted, this body will only be his.
Another hour.
The blood mist dissipated, Yuan Chen walked out, and he jumped into the blood-colored magma.
Just now, he discovered that there should be something in the bloody magma, otherwise there would be no such magical herbs.
In the blood-colored magma, Yuan Chen discovered that the magma was not hot, and soon he even felt cool.
Soon he swam to the bottom of the magma. Originally, the magma should have been turbid, but strangely, once he got here, Yuan Chen could see it more clearly.
This series of abnormal situations made Yuan Chen keenly aware that there must be a problem here.
After walking a few steps, he unexpectedly saw a human head, with empty eyes open, looking at him.
"Young man, you even have no eyes, and you still dare to stare at me."
Just after he finished speaking, Yuan Chen felt something cool around him. When he looked carefully, he found that he was surrounded!
There is not just one head here, but countless heads moving around.
Before he could make a mistake, a human head had already reached Yuan Chen's feet, and as soon as he stuck out his tongue, it wrapped around Yuan Chen's legs.
Yuan Chen used his hand as a knife and wielded his knife intention. Although he didn't understand the art of knife, how could he not have seen pigs run away without eating pork?
"What kind of monster? I'll take a stab at you, Mr. Yuan Chen."
The knife fell from his hand, his poisonous tongue was broken, and Yuan Chen's hands and legs were covered with green blood.
A foul smell hit his face, and Yuan Chen found that his rosy skin instantly turned pitch black. A tingling sensation hit him at the same time. The corner of Yuan Chen's mouth twitched. This was because he was poisoned again.
"It must be a curse!" Yuan Chen was indignant, "Why is everything poisonous? What is this place and why am I here?"
Yuan Chen gritted his teeth and wanted to kick the head away, but to his surprise, he couldn't kick it away.
However, Yuan Chen still found some clues. It seemed that there was something under the head, but it didn't look like a neck, but more like a snake.
As the toxins came up, Yuan Chen gradually couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.
Darkness enveloped everything, and after an unknown amount of time, suddenly an anxious voice came from my ears.
"What's going on, brother? Why isn't he awake yet? Haven't we already applied medicine to him?"
"How can it be so easy to get rid of the poison of a thousand-clawed octopus?"
"But isn't our medicine detoxifying?"
"It is possible to detoxify, but detoxification takes time. Maybe he will wake up in a dozen days."
As soon as the man finished speaking, Yuan Chen opened his eyes.
Although Yuan Chen's condition is very bad now, he did open his eyes. This man said that he would have been unconscious for at least ten days.
This was like a slap in the face. The man's face instantly darkened, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Brother, he's awake, he's awake."
"I just opened my eyes. My consciousness may still be in a coma. Sister, don't be too optimistic."
"Brother, can you stop being like this? Maybe this little brother has a special physique and can withstand the toxins of the thousand-clawed octopus."
At this time, Yuan Chen said weakly: "Where is this place, where am I?"
From what you can see, this should be a closed room. The layout here is very particular, and it is also very clean and tidy.
"This is the Blood Sand City. Which tributary did you come here from?" The girl was a little confused. He could feel the breath of the Blood Sand River from Yuan Chen, so he naturally did not think that the other party was from the outside world.
After Yuan Chen heard this, he was suddenly stunned. What the hell was this place? Why had he never heard of it?
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It must be that the old man didn't impart the knowledge on the bottom of the box to him, otherwise how could he still not know many things.
The Holy Lord followed Bailuobo to the core of the medicine garden, which can be said to be the foundation of the medicine garden. Here, he actually saw a hole, which appeared in front of him very eye-catchingly.
"Who did this!"
What surprised the Holy Lord was that there was no life factor in this hole, but a lot of pure power rushed out.
"This is ripening the medicinal herbs. Some people want to pick ginseng fruits in advance. They are really daydreaming."
The Holy Lord looked at the dead tree that had withered without a single leaf, and felt a trace of inexplicable anger in his heart. This was simply disrespecting human life.
He also wanted to cultivate a group of armies specially formed by the elixir, but in the end, it could only be in vain.
Just when the Holy Master was surprised, a lazy voice suddenly came from the other end of the cave.
"Really, we are not allowed to fight when there is a battle, but we are asked to come here to transform spiritual power. I thought it was a fat job, but I didn't expect that we would only be on the bench."
"This is not a bad job, brother. You don't have to face swords and guns. You just need to carefully transform the spiritual power in the holy spring into this grinding plate."
"Who says otherwise? I think this brother is just one-sided and can't turn around for a while. Maybe he is still dreaming about the battlefield now."
"I just don't know when this fat job will end. I don't want to go to the battlefield early. Now I heard that the people over there are already jealous."
"Who says it's not the case? I don't know which part of them is broken. They actually started to counterattack. Now it seems that we are the weak ones."
When the Holy Lord outside the cave heard such a voice, his eyes lit up. He said to Bailuobo: "I am leaving, but after I leave, I will take you with me. As for the future, you need to plan for yourself.
, I will not restrict your whereabouts."
Bailuobo very wisely gave the leaves that controlled the medicinal garden to the Holy Lord. After the Holy Lord bore fruit, he directly collected the entire medicinal garden.
Then he rushed directly into the cave. The holy spring was his destination. If he took a dip in the holy spring, he would be able to wake up Yuan Chen, so that he would not be so tired.
"I will find you a better place. The fairy space is indeed a very good place, but I smell a special smell in that space. It is an uneasy smell."
While the Holy Lord was talking to himself, he had already removed the hole.
"Who are you? Why do you appear here!" As soon as Yuan Chen appeared, he was sensed. This was of course the Holy Lord's own plan.
He just wanted to slap the current Holy Master in the face, and of course he was also telling that person about the existence behind him.
"There are enemies! There are..." As soon as a dozen young men wearing the costumes of Holy Spirit Sect disciples shouted out, they all fainted.
"Sleep, sleep, you are already sleepy." The Holy Lord's medicine is no joke, and his understanding of toxins has reached its peak.
"The holy spring is still the same. Although the spiritual energy is relatively thin, I still want to go." The Holy Master jumped into the spiritual spring without hesitation.
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"The Beiling Realm, which takes place once every ten years, is about to begin. If you want to participate, hurry up and register at Beiling College."
"What, the Northern Spiritual Realm is about to open. It is a blessed land of cave heaven and spiritual materials are everywhere. We can't miss it this time."
"Who knows if it's fake? Doesn't the Northern Spirit Realm only open once every hundred years? This announcement is only once every ten years, so it's obviously fake."
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I believe it. Now I'm going home to pack my things and go to Beiling College."
Bustling boys and girls began to pour into the crowd and began the great migration.
"Brother, how credible do you think this announcement is? How unreliable do I think it is?"
"You even think it's unreliable and you still come here. I really have convinced you."
"Isn't this just going with the flow?" The young man carried his bag and boarded the teleportation formation.
Scenes like this happen all over the world of mortals. They just want to try their luck.
In fact, it will take a long time before the Beiling Realm is opened, but Beiling Academy has made a fortune by relying on its own wisdom.
Just from the accommodation fee, Ailing Academy can make a lot of money. Of course, this is also forced by the situation.
"You are really big-hearted, so what are you carrying in your package?"
"Of course there is food, drink, and clothing."
"I think you ran away secretly. Even your parents don't allow you to come out, and you are embarrassing yourself."
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The news of the opening of the Northern Spirit Realm spread really widely, and at least all the nine worlds knew about it.
They all embarked on the journey to Beiling College.
The Snowy Land of the Far North, Beiling College.
The dean followed an old man obediently, and the old man walked in front, arranging formations as he walked.
"Ancestor, what are you doing?"
"Of course I set up a barrier. Your previous barrier is outdated."
The dean of Beiling College twitched his mouth, not knowing what to say. It seems that you set up the original formation.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You'd better not think nonsense, otherwise I will hear you and you will suffer."
The dean thought to himself: "I am not a child anymore. It would be inappropriate for you to say such things to me."
"It's not appropriate. What's wrong with it?" (To be continued)