In the darkness of nothingness, there are countless bones and skeletons wandering, and the blue flames exude an indifferent color.
The glazed flames with a pure aura surged out, swallowing up the slow-moving white skeletons one after another, leaving behind white ash and faint bone beads all over the ground.
The glazed green lotus fire continuously devoured the white-bone demon soldiers wandering around. Among the glazed flames, there was a faint blue stream of light like deep ice crystals emerging from it.
In the originally pure and gentle flame aura, as the blue ice crystal-like stream of light emerged, a mysterious aura began to breed.
The girl in Qingshang's hands wearing silver-white gloves picked up the bone beads buried in the ashes. As she walked, she continued to absorb the bone beads conceived by the white-bone demon soldiers.
The other hand is holding the gourd jade bottle, and from time to time he takes a sip of the crimson wine with silvery awns.
Lingchu's eyes fell on the glazed green lotus fire in front of him that was constantly devouring the bones of the demon soldiers. A trace of curiosity flashed between his eyebrows. As the owner of the glazed green lotus fire, what's more, the glazed green lotus fire, to a certain extent Above, he was born in Lingchu's bloodline. It can be said that he is very closely connected with Lingchu's bloodline.
Any changes in it cannot escape Lingchu's consciousness.
This is already the fourteenth day since Lingchu entered the ancient battlefield. Tonight is also the fourteenth day when the glazed green lotus fire continues to devour the bones of the demon soldiers.
In this little half month, Lingchu actually didn't go very far, but the number of white-bone demon soldiers swallowed by the glazed green lotus fire was quite large.
At least a thousand white-bone demon soldiers were swallowed up by the glazed green lotus fire, and there was also a pile of bone beads in Lingchu's storage bag.
Lingchu can indeed absorb the power in the bone beads and turn it into his own, but this transformation process still takes time, and it is not as easy as the glazed green lotus fire that can swallow up an entire white-bone demon soldier.
Therefore, the speed at which Lingchu absorbed the bone beads was actually far behind the speed at which the glazed green lotus fire devoured the bone demon soldiers and refined the bone beads.
However, in less than half a month, Lingchu's cultivation level has increased to the level of several months of ordinary practice.
The spiritual power within the Dantian became stronger and stronger, the two energies of life and death circulated endlessly, and the innate energy of creation quietly suspended above the Taoist platform also grew a little stronger.
Feeling the breath in his Dantian, Lingchu's jade-like face showed a faint smile. Most of the hidden wounds in the sea of consciousness had been recovered. As long as some time passes, the sea of consciousness is completely restored. That's when she breaks through to the middle stage of foundation building!
His eyebrows were flying, and joy flowed from the corners of his eyes.
After coming back to his senses, Lingchu turned his attention to the glazed green lotus fire that was still actively devouring the bone demon soldiers.
After swallowing thousands of white-bone demon soldiers, the glazed green lotus fire seemed to have undergone some wonderful changes, and a faint mysterious aura was slowly bred from the flames.
As the number of white-bone demon soldiers devoured increased, a faint blue ice crystal-like stream of light gradually appeared in the glazed green lotus fire flames.
The mysterious aura is somewhat similar to the aura lingering on the Bone Demon Soldier, and the blue color is similar to the blue flames in the eyes of the Bone Demon Soldier. However, the blue ice crystals bred in the glazed green lotus fire There is flowing light, but there is no cold feeling like that of the Bone Demon Soldier.
Some are just mysterious.
The glazed green lotus fire's still immature wisdom told Lingchu that this did not seem to be a bad change. On the contrary, the glazed green lotus fire's instinct was still a little happy. It seemed that this mysterious aura had a certain influence on the glazed green lotus fire. It's an opportunity.
Lingchu held the bone bead in her hand, and the smile on her face grew stronger. She became more and more satisfied with this trip to the ancient battlefield.
This ancient battlefield was really a great opportunity for Lingchu.
What's more, Lingchu raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
This direction is what the fox demon Ajiu said, and the direction where the monster clan detects the aura of the divine beast white tiger emanating.
However, the demon clan doesn't know how far away it is and where it is.
We can only keep walking in the direction where the aura of the Third Ancestor is left, and then it really depends on our luck.
At this time, Lingchu unconsciously missed Junior Brother Wu Yun. Although Junior Brother Wu Yun's good luck was a bit deceptive, before it was deceived, it was indeed extremely amazing and extremely useful.
Unfortunately, Junior Brother Wu Yun went on a trip and has not returned yet.
I don't know if Junior Brother Wu Yun's special luck has led to some great opportunity or some major change. However, no matter how you think about it, Junior Brother Wu Yun should have no worries about his life.
Therefore, although Lingchu and others were sorry that Junior Brother Wu Yun had not returned, they were not too worried.
Although Junior Brother Wu Yun's good luck still has sequelae, it is still good luck no matter what.
Deep blessings turn danger into safety.
This is the best way to describe Junior Brother Wu Yun.
If Junior Brother Wu Yun was here, he wouldn't have to torture the people of the demon clan. If he walked with his eyes closed, he might be able to find the burial place of the Third Ancestor, and then get a great opportunity and good fortune.
Just thinking about it made Lingchu feel heartbroken.
That's all, that's all.
Lingchu closed his eyes to comfort himself. Junior Brother Wu Yun's luck has sequelae and does not belong to him. Don't force it or be persistent.
After thinking about it, Lingchu suddenly laughed.
After all, she was a bit greedy. Now, with bone beads to improve her cultivation, white bone demon soldiers to improve the glazed green lotus fire, and knowing the direction of the burial place of the demon clan and beasts, it was already a big opportunity for her. But still looking forward to more benefits.
However, monks practicing Taoism are essentially greedy. They are greedy for the endless longevity, the carefree freedom, and the extraordinary power. If they are not greedy, how can they defy heaven?
All things in the world are always complicated and contradictory.
Thinking carefully in his heart, a sense of clarity appeared on the Lingtai. Lingchu had a smile on his lips, and there was a faint aura of Chuchen in his eyebrows. There was also a slight warmth in Chuchen's aura.
If there are other monks present, they will definitely find that the aura of this girl walking in the boundless darkness is like that of a goddess, but her eyes are smiling, and she is like the bright and warm sun.
Fresh and bright, two completely different temperaments appear on the girl, but they are not inconsistent with each other. On the contrary, at a glance, people feel that they should be like this.
"Ding bell, jingle bell."
There was a faint ringing sound coming from the darkness of nothingness. It was obviously ethereal, like rootless duckweed, which could not be caught or found. However, it reached Lingchu's ears with incomparable clarity.
It seems that this ringtone is ringing softly in my ears.
In this quiet darkness, there is no light or wind, but the sound is like a life-threatening horn, which is frightening.
In the dark night of the ancient battlefield, there are sounds, which represent unknown dangers.
