At this time, Li Yan slowly regained his composure. He seemed uneasy and felt it again. After finally confirming, he felt secretly happy in his heart.
"He actually broke through to the fake elixir realm!" Li Yan whispered, clenching his fist vigorously, and a powerful force filled his body.
At this moment, Li Yan completely believed that he was a strong man in the early stage of the Golden Core, and he was 70% sure that he could defeat the opponent.
There are many monks who fight across different levels, but most of them only appear when they are at the same level. If they cross a level and challenge the opponent and can defeat them, then they are unique.
That's because the forms of spiritual power are very different between great realms, and the power contained in the same trace of spiritual power is as powerful as a chasm in the sky.
The monk's spiritual power in the Qi Condensation Stage is an invisible air, in the Foundation Establishment Stage it is liquid water, while in the Golden Pill Stage it has solidified into a Golden Pill, and Nascent Soul transforms the Golden Pill into the shape of a baby.
The gap cannot be made up by talent and hard work, but requires top-notch skills to cultivate spiritual power that is different from the normal state.
When fighting in a larger realm, Li Yan could only think of Pei Buchong, who was also in the mortal realm at the time. Of course, there might be others in this world, but Li Yan didn't know about them for the time being.
He now felt that his six senses were so sharp that he couldn't believe it. Everything in the entire secret room fell into his mind clearly without using his spiritual consciousness.
Even if a hair falls, he can even hear the process of the hair falling, the sound of it twisting and twisting in the heat wave airflow.
Although the aura here was originally very strong and substantial, Li Yan had mainly sensed it through his spiritual consciousness and breathing before. Now he could see that the invisible aura was like tiny transparent particles.
Flow in the secret room.
At this time, due to his abundant spiritual power, Li Yan's muscles had already plumped up and restored his previous appearance. Before he could continue to feel the power, the voice of Zi Shen Long Xiang came again: "Master, can you clean it first? Seriously,
It stinks!”
Li Yan was startled when he heard this, and then smiled helplessly. This time, he broke through several levels one after another, and the impurities discharged from his body were really thick!
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The stone door behind him closed with a low rumbling sound, and Li Yan stood alone in a huge palace. The secret room he was in before was a place similar to a side hall.
Li Yan had no way of knowing exactly how many side halls there were in the main hall, because just after the stone door was closed, the secret room disappeared, leaving only a flat wall with no trace on it.
As soon as he came out, Li Yan felt that the spiritual energy in the hall outside the secret room was about ten times less dense, but the temperature made Li Yan feel comfortable for the first time.
This is no longer the kind of high temperature that can burn everything. It has dropped to almost the same level as outside the mountain of "Fire Palace". Although it is still high temperature, for the monks who have entered the "Fire Eye", it is undoubtedly as cool as the autumn wind.
The main hall is supported by eighteen huge pillars. Only seven or eight people can surround each pillar. The top of the hall is sixty or seventy feet high.
The entire hall has a black-gold color. The hall is empty, but both the huge pillars and the black-gold walls are carved with patterns of large and small monsters.
Li Yan could only recognize a small part of these monsters, and most of them were unknown to him. They were all so lifelike that they seemed to be able to roar and pounce in the next moment.
There is not a single window around the main hall, only a door in front. A raging fire is burning above the door, sealing the entire door, making it impossible to see the outside world.
In front of the rear wall facing the gate, a huge black curtain hangs between two huge pillars.
Apart from these, there is nothing special about the entire hall. Li Yan stood in the center of the hall and first probed his consciousness towards the burning door, and a teleportation force was instantly transmitted over.
"As expected, that should be the exit from the Fire Palace."
The purpose of Li Yan's coming here was not to make a breakthrough, but to find the Red Mother Essence. Of course, he would not go out at this moment.
So Li Yan walked confidently towards the side of the hanging black curtain at the back. After bypassing the huge curtain-like curtain, another door appeared in Li Yan's sight.
There is no fire above the door, and the scenery outside the door is unobstructed.
It was a place similar to a back garden, with flowers and plants everywhere. A path extending from the gate curved and extended among the flowers and plants, and then connected with more paths and spread out.
There are stone pavilions everywhere in the garden. Most of the flowers and plants in this garden are red or red gold. At first glance, you can't pick them at will, and it feels like it can burn your palms.
While Li Yan let go of his consciousness, he had already crossed the high threshold and arrived in the garden.
His spiritual consciousness can now stretch to more than 300 feet here, which is twice the distance of 100 feet when he first entered the "Fire Eye". Therefore, Li Yan himself speculated that his spiritual consciousness may have been in contact with Jin in the outside world.
In the middle stage of Dan, it should be about two to three thousand miles away, or even surpass it.
Therefore, if the technique of Guishui Zhenjing is known to others, it is inevitable that Li Yan will be searched for his soul.
Stepping on the path made of unknown materials, there are waves of dark red grass next to it, which are blown by the hot wind here.
Ups and downs.
The bright red or golden flowers among them are also swaying in the wind, and the sky is golden, which is the river of magma surging and flowing in the sky.
Li Yan knew that it was by no means a place where one could fly and leave. Except for the fire gate in front of the main hall, other places here should have severe restrictions.
Li Yan glanced at "longan grass, Cangshi flower, golden ant flower..." from both sides. He was surprised and wondered, these are fire spiritual grasses, which are very rare in the outside world.
However, all the ones that appear here are seedlings, no more than two years old at most.
It's no wonder. It would be strange if it could survive in the place where the monks appeared.
But Li Yan still felt strange. He pondered for a moment, stretched out his right hand, and with a slight tap, a rope formed by spiritual power rolled towards a "golden ant flower".
Just when his spiritual power rope was about to come into contact, the dark red grass that had been swaying rhythmically beside it suddenly went crazy like a group of snakes dancing around, wrapping itself around Li Yan's spiritual power rope, pulling the "golden ant" away.
"Flower" is protected in the middle.
At this time, Li Yan quickly retracted the long spiritual rope without thinking. After losing the target, the dark red grass swung unwillingly for a long time, and then slowly became shorter and shrunk back to its original appearance.
, and then continue to fluctuate with the wind.
Li Yan just felt the strong soul power fluctuations from those dark red grasses, and a terrifying grimace appeared on the petals of the "gold ant flower". It disappeared in a flash and was extremely hidden. If it weren't for Li Yan
If you pay attention all the time, you may not be able to find it at all.
That grimace brought danger to Li Yan's soul.
"Li Hun, soul attack!"
Li Yan made a judgment at the first opportunity and immediately dispersed his spiritual power. If the attack just now was carried out, it would first trigger a group attack from all the dark red grass in the surrounding area.
The most terrifying thing is the "golden ant flower" transformed from the spirit soul. The attack of the spirit spirit is the last thing any monk wants to encounter.
Li Yan now basically has the answer. All the fire-type spiritual grasses here are transformed or parasitized by Lihun. The reason may be that he wants to cultivate a real body.
It's just that these young souls haven't evolved long enough, so they can't move at will, and their attack range is limited.
The physical body of the monks has sufficient spiritual power, and it is the powerful souls who are eager to obtain great nourishing products, so they simply transform into rare herbs that do not last long, so that the monks who come here can discover their existence.
The reason why it is not transformed into a mature medicinal herb is because it is easier for people to believe it.
Ripe medicinal herbs, although monks will be delighted when they see them, but only If you think about it for a moment, you will be more vigilant. There is no other reason than that rare herbs that are old enough should not be kept here.
Although there are not many monks who can come to the depths of the Fire Palace, there are still some. How can we leave benefits to others?
It is not an exaggeration to say that wherever the monks go, locusts are passing through. Even if they cannot get it or take it away, they will often destroy it.
However, the illusion of one or two years may make the monks think that it only grew here in a few years. It is very ordinary that no monks have arrived here in two years.
When encountering this situation, the monks will naturally relax their vigilance. Picking, transplanting and taking away should be their first thought, and then they will fall into a trap.
"After all, they are soul-like things. They all carry some memories from their lifetimes, and their spiritual wisdom has been developed early." Li Yan thought about it.
When this happened, Li Yan became even more careful. Even the stone path under his feet was walking extremely slowly, and his consciousness kept scanning around.
When he passed by a pavilion, with a quick glance of his consciousness, he realized that the pavilion was wide, ten feet in size, and the spiritual energy inside was particularly abundant. It was as if the spiritual energy was confined within the pavilion and did not spread out.
The spiritual energy in the pavilion is at least five or six times higher than that of the surrounding areas. Although it is not as rich as the spiritual energy in the previous secret room, it is already an excellent place for cultivation.
In the next period of time, Li Yan encountered the same situation in the pavilion. Li Yan's thoughts changed rapidly and he already had some guesses, but he had no intention of entering into cultivation. For Li Yan, who had just successfully advanced, there was nothing he could do in a short time.
Helped.
The garden was very large, and Li Yan was unable to detect the end in front of him due to the suppressed power of his spiritual consciousness. After walking for two hours, his suspicions about the presence of the Red Mother Spirit began to waver.
Li Yan didn't see any signs of red mother essence appearing anywhere, and now he could only walk around aimlessly like this, but Li Yan still had some plans, which was to first get a general understanding of the situation inside the "Fire Palace"
, and finally make a judgment.
Li Yan walked forward like this for about half an hour, and his consciousness was already numb and tired. All the scenery was very similar, as if he had been going around in circles.
However, Li Yan has not let down his guard even now. He doesn't know where those powerful souls who have been able to leave the grass with their bodies have gone, and he has not met any monks until now.
"Could it be that after each monk entered the interior of the Fire Palace, he was separated into different areas and isolated from each other?"
Li Yan thought in his mind, but soon, this idea was shattered. After he walked away another stick of incense, strong spiritual power fluctuations appeared in front of him in his consciousness.