allonlinenovel Chapter 182: The treasure house of the Great Sun Palace was robbed
Chapter 182: The treasure house of the Great Sun Palace was robbed
If she had another chance, she would definitely not run around and would stay by Zhang Song's side obediently.
"Hmm?" One day, she suddenly felt that the world was different. The aura on her body kept changing, as if something in her body was disconnected.
It was as if the stone wrapped around the body was gone and as long as he leaped with all his might he could break out of the water.
The speed of cultivation becomes faster, and even when hiding in a corner to sleep, various insights can emerge.
He heard some rumors that a small world that was cut out was shattered and was about to merge with the big domain.
Gradually, she realized that the Li domain where she came from was gone, and she was recognized by the big domain as a member of it.
Then she heard the news about Zhang Song, the Yuanying who killed the Huashen, which scared the Lord of the Dayi Palace in the Wanyu Deep Palace, and he even asked for compensation and apology.
Songdi, do you miss me?
"I must stay alive, and I must be able to see you."
Rumble!
The secret realm suddenly shook, and a white light gate appeared in the distance.
A majestic voice came to my ears: "All the disciples who are undergoing the trial, those who come out within six hours will be considered successful in the trial. If the time is exceeded, the door to the secret realm will automatically close."
"It's been a year." She lost all her strength. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and used her hands and feet to appear towards the light gate.
Don't think she is very close to the door to the secret realm.
But there are no good people here at all. Murder, framing, and robbery happen every day.
Some people are simply harming others and not benefiting themselves. They have black hearts and deliberately lead ferocious beasts into the crowd, kill some injured team members at will, and so on.
Mu Jin heard the sound of a flying sword behind her head.
No matter what she did, the longer she delayed, the less hope she had of survival.
The body slammed into the teleportation gate.
Outside the door, two women were standing there coldly.
One of them casually shattered the flying sword that was almost sticking to the back of her head, and then a black spider in his palm flew in.
There were screams of fear and sounds of swallowing coming from inside.
"You're preventing us from selecting disciples. Damn it."
"Maybe my sister's Dahei is hungry."
The two girls didn't care much, and soon Dahei crawled out with a storage bag hanging on his paw.
More people came out one after another.
"Sixty-seven people." The woman's face was a little cold: "How come so many people survived this time?"
Especially Hibiscus, it is obvious that she is only at the advanced stage of Golden Core, and even the Nascent Soul has not yet condensed.
How could such people survive in the past?
"Okay, Senior Sister, the island masters and peak masters in the cave are all short of manpower, and these people are not enough to fill the gaps."
The senior sister nodded slightly, but there were too few talented disciples, and those in the Spirit Transformation Realm were also timid and submissive, and she didn't know if they could be favored by the senior brothers and sisters.
The core disciples of Pansi Cave are eligible to choose an island or mountain in Spider Ridge as their place of practice.
Most of the true disciples are outside. Some have already established their own forces, and some have even begun to roam around the world, striving for a higher level.
Unless ordered by the cave master, they rarely come back.
……
The Great Sun Temple, the Earth-type warehouse.
It is called a warehouse, but it is actually the size of two basketball courts, and the goods are neatly arranged according to categories.
However, each of these items has two yellow sealing talismans affixed to it, and they are seal talismans of level five quality.
Level five talisman paper can be regarded as a family heirloom in Dali, but in the Dayi Palace, one piece can be purchased for three thousand spirit stones.
Not to mention the Temple of All Desires, there are hundreds of talisman masters in their Great Sun Temple. Every month they have to pay a certain proportion of the talismans to be distributed on time. Talismans below the fifth grade are treated as welfare and distributed to the formal disciples in the temple.
The warehouse was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, and from time to time one could hear painful roars, and occasionally the legendary banging sounds from soul flags and coffins.
One of the eye-catching soul-nurturing coffins shook slightly, and the sealing symbol on it glowed, firmly pressing down the coffin. An angry curse was also heard from inside.
After a while, streams of blood were seen flowing out from the cracks in the coffin, constantly hitting the two talismans.
Although the Blood River Map that Zhang Song returned to Li Chuanzong no longer had any blood essence in it, he had a great opportunity in the last three years of the two-level fusion. He had repaired the Blood River Map to the quality of a mid-grade spiritual weapon, and he also obtained a lot of rotten blood from old corpses underground in the ghost cave.
The blood gave off a pungent stench, and the fifth-level talisman washed over each other.
I don't know how long it took, the light of the two level five talismans dimmed a little, and immediately more than a dozen ferocious faces rushed out of the blood, desperately biting at the talismans.
Finally, the blood that was flowing out almost became clear, and the lid of the coffin was kicked out from the inside.
Li Chuanzong's narrow eyes flashed with an extremely dangerous light, he was breathing violently, and his clothes were torn as if they had been torn by countless claws.
"Bah, you damn monster, why did you capture your grandfather for no reason? You should worship him on your ancestral grave."
Li Chuanzong took a breath for a while, turned his head and looked around. His angry eyes immediately turned into surprise and joy, incomparable joy.
"The old dog wiped out my Li family, destroyed my ancestral foundation, killed my father, and beat my fellow apprentice. This hatred is not enough!"
The two worlds merged, and the slaves of the Great Sun Palace looted everywhere. Some fake elixir monks could not bear it and their bodies shattered.
What I want to say in particular is, I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the line of Zhenbei Marquis, including Prince Luo and thousands of people from the Hunyuan Sect, were almost all affected and killed. Only a very few people survived, and all of them were captured by the slaves.
This is a kind of selection. Li Yuanan is in charge of Dadu, and he will not pay too much attention to other old and weak people.
A face with fangs appeared on Li Chuanzong's neck, and his expression was equally miserable and angry: "You damn Wanyu Palace, you actually destroyed my foundation. Sooner or later, I will attack you Taiyu Jihuangtian."
He picked up a human skin drum and began to refine it with his hands. Two hours later, this primary spiritual weapon was successfully refined.
When the mouse entered the granary, the first thing it did was not to eat, but to find a good place to hide. Then it began to move the food, and finally, after eating and drinking, it lay down in the granary to sleep.
His Jindan realm aura continued to grow, his eyes became clearer and clearer, and his palm gently pressed on his neck.
"The inheritance of the God of Plague, the way the disease spreads."
"The inheritance of the God of Plague, the way of filth and infection."
"The inheritance of the God of Plague, the way to bad luck, happiness and longevity."
There are even techniques for making corpse puppets, methods for nurturing resentful souls, and so on.
He didn't know when a seed was born in his body. It was a magic seed, very strange, more precious and rare than condensed talent.
While constantly refining spiritual tools and devouring treasures and elixirs in the No. 1 warehouse, he gradually attracted a trace of the foul and epidemic air in this world.
A normal cultivator here, even if he is at the Spiritual Transformation Stage, will not be able to last long without the support of spiritual tools. He will either turn into blood or lose his sanity and become a walking corpse.
It was only because of Li Chuanzong's special state that he was not affected and even found his own way here.
For the first time, he knew how to use the three talents of attracting disasters, shifting blame and taking someone's death as a substitute.
I felt quite regretful in my heart. Why didn't I give that old guy a good try at the beginning? Poor my Sanniang and Xiaoniang, they had to suffer with an incompetent old guy.