The green-robed monk has a face like a crown of jade, and his eyes are as cold as lightning.
Middle stage of heaven and human realm!
Xue Tong's pupils shrank sharply, and there was a convulsion in his heart.
It turned out to be a higher level existence than the Demon Hand Heili!
"Who broke the restriction?" The green-robed monk glanced at Xue Tongmuchun and asked.
The words sounded ethereal, as if they were not real voices.
"Junior and the rest of them worked together to blast it away," Mu Chun pointed at Xue Tong and the tall and short Grandmaster lying on his back, and said.
His calves were trembling, and he dared not speak nonsense.
"You also destroyed the restrictions on mountain passes and passages," the green-robed monk asked again.
"Juniors broke it," Xue Tong said.
The face of the green-robed monk was slightly hazy, with no hint of joy.
"It's up to you." The green-robed monk moved his arm slightly.
A giant palm suddenly appeared above Xue Tong's head and slowly pressed it down.
"Use all your strength!" the green-robed monk shouted.
Xue Tong roared, and with a move of the sword technique, Mo Yan's four swords shot out with lightning, filling both arms with force, and the Xuanlin Iron Ju hit the sky heavily.
"Bang!"
A crack appeared in the palm shadow, hovering above Xue Tong's head.
The green-robed monk narrowed his eyes, "It's your turn!"
The shadow of his palm pressed towards Mu Chun.
Mu Chun's whole body glowed with a layer of golden light, and the Five Elements Sword Formation rumbled towards the shadow of his palm.
The spirit-cutting sword he swung hit his palm at the same time.
The palm shadow trembled slightly.
"Trash! Even if you get a little injured, so what!"
The green-robed monk looked extremely disappointed and flicked out his sleeve.
Mu Chunden disappeared, and the next moment he hit the stone wall of the underground palace hard, and his corpse flew into pieces.
"Well, you are qualified in terms of force, so the last restriction is yours!" The green-robed monk said as he stared at Xue Tong without batting an eyelid.
Xue Tong's heart was pounding and he didn't dare to take a breath.
"I felt a great shock in the tomb. How do you enter the barrier?" the monk asked.
"It seems that the barrier broke and merged into the external space. We came looking for traces and found Shi Feng." Xue Tong said.
"I used the laws of space to create a barrier and hide it deep under the sea. However, it was eventually eroded by earthquakes and waves and broke naturally."
"Since you are destined, just settle the matter and don't let outsiders disturb you." The green-robed monk flicked his fingers, and a ray of white light shot into the passage and condensed into a light door.
He glanced at Fan Ruhua and said, "Who are you, the poisoned girl?"
"She is a junior junior sister who was poisoned by thieves."
Xue Tong was worried that the monk in green robe would kill someone, so he hurriedly said.
"You are such a burden. If you die early, it is in line with my wishes. Why are you panicking?" the green-robed monk said coldly.
"Junior, it's mainly because the seniors are too powerful." The monk's tone suddenly changed. Xue Tong couldn't understand the situation and didn't know how to answer. He simply said that the other party's force was too strong.
"I had no choice but to leave a path for the Dark King to be reborn in the Reincarnation Hall. What is in the tomb is the Dark King's essence and blood. Drink it."
The green-robed monk stopped talking, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the roof of the tomb broke apart.
He grabbed a blood-colored jade bottle and slowly pushed it to Xue Tong.
Xue Tong held the jade bottle tightly, and the cold air penetrated into his bones. He couldn't help shivering, his arms were so cold that he almost lost consciousness.
His mana was directed towards his shoulders and arms to maintain body temperature.
But Xue Tong's sea of consciousness seemed to be boiling. "The Palace of Samsara exists in the immortal world. The Dharma King is very similar to a Xuanxian-level monk. His essence and blood can regenerate blood vessels and has the supreme function of opening up the immortal ladder."
"However, I already have a magical bloodline and it is mixed with the blood of the King of France. The consequences are extremely unpredictable. Pure bloodline is obviously more appropriate."
"Why, you don't want it?" The green-robed monk asked in surprise when he saw Xue Tong's hesitation.
This is simply unthinkable.
"This junior wants to do it, but I'm just worried that my body will turn into the appearance of the Dharma King." Xue Tong was sure that the monk in green robe was unable to kill people due to the oath he had made. As long as he followed his will and did not violate it, he would not be in danger of being killed.
As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist hurt, and a small piece of flesh and blood had been gouged out by the monk in green robe.
"Is it no wonder that your bloodline is special? Compared with the trash just now, your martial arts level is three levels lower, but your martial arts is a step higher."
What kind of person is the green-robed monk? Xue Tong would hesitate to make a guess when he guessed the immortal bloodline that ordinary people could only dream of!
The green-robed monk carefully sniffed the bloody flesh and looked at it repeatedly, his eyebrows knitted together.
"The pulse is extremely strange and contains the blood of some kind of spiritual ape, but the blood is uneven and the specific species cannot be determined."
The green-robed monk muttered to himself, thinking to himself: "The restriction this boy has opened cannot be killed, otherwise I will take his life and refine his blood essence."
"Your blood is mixed with the Dark King's essence and blood, and the changes are unpredictable. It may not be cost-effective. Do you still want the Dark King's essence and blood?"
The green-robed monk only waited for Xue Tong to refuse before he could take action naturally.
"Junior wants it!"
"Please make it clear to the Immortal that if I use the Dark King's blood in front of my face, I will be deemed to have obeyed the Immortal's will," Xue Tong asked.
"oh"
The green-robed monk frowned. He was worried that the Dark King's blood would merge with Xue Tong's bloodline and become extremely powerful. Then his original wish for the Dharma King to reincarnate and die would come to naught.
From what Xue Tong said, it seemed that he was not prepared to drink blood.
"Use it as you wish, but you cannot transfer it to others!"
"This junior plans to use the blood of the Dark King to refine magic weapons or spirit beast banners. That's okay."
"Haha, of course!" the green-robed monk was overjoyed.
If the Dark King's blood is integrated into the magic weapon, even if it is reborn, it can only evolve into a "weapon spirit" and rely on the magic weapon to survive; if it is integrated into the flag, it will become a spiritual pet that will be a lifelong servant.
No matter what the use is, it makes him happy!
Xue Tongping asked Xuan Linxi, "The younger generation shows off his ugliness, and the immortals laugh at it!"
…
The green-robed monk is the clone of the immortal, guarding the Tomb of the Dark King and giving the Dharma King's blood to the first person to open the restriction.
Xue Tong and Mu Chun worked together to open the light door, and the Qingpao clone needed to determine who it was. Xue Tong won by force, which disappointed him, but the rules were such that he had to give the Dharma King's blood to the more promising Xue Tong.
…
"The blood of the Dark King is priceless, it is important to upgrade the magic weapon!"
"Blood-refined magic weapon improves its quality without transferring its attributes. There is no need to worry about Xuan Linju turning into a dark attribute magic weapon."
"Attributes are reflected according to the French text imprinted. It is enough not to imprint dark attribute French text."
Xue Tong recalled the records in the Qi Sutra and asked the green-robed monk again worriedly.
"If you know, why don't you ask for a quick sacrifice?"
Xue Tong poured out the blood bottle.
A drop of blood the size of a thumb, dark red and sticky, exuding a dark and cold aura that nearly suffocated Xue Tong, was dripped onto the iron jug.
He poured mana into it, and the nine spiritual patterns of Tieju lit up.
Xue Tong circulated the Soul Dao Technique, and the soul thoughts swayed on the iron surface.
Xuanlinju has become a "living creature" in a certain sense!
Bloody light waves spread, and dark red smoke curled up, tightly wrapping around the iron crab layer by layer.
The Dark King's blood follows the flow of mana and soul thoughts, and penetrates into the "living creatures" with the breath of life.
Xue Tong recited the Taoist formula and continued to refine it.
The green-robed monk stopped talking and meditated with his eyes closed. Only a white light occasionally popped up and shot into the passage.
Fan Ruhua hid in a corner and practiced silently, for fear of making a fuss and causing the green-robed monks to resent him and lose his life.
Ten days later.
When the blood-colored light wave ceased and the last wisp of smoke disappeared into Tieju, Xuanlinju suddenly bloomed with dark red light, instantly filling the entire underground palace.
Powerful mana fluctuations expanded, and a layer of mist enveloped Xuan Linju. Except for the lacquer knife and the blood whip, Xue Tong couldn't think of any of the dozens of magic weapons he had seen that had such a superb quality.
"Prefecture level" Xue Tong guessed in shock.
The green-robed monk stood up with a smile on his face and said, "If the Dark Dharma King wants to make a move, he must wait for you to refine this iron sword to the fifth level of the earth level. I wonder if he can't wait for this day."
"Whether he is successful or not, he is just a weapon spirit after all!"
The green-robed monk took the iron sword and looked at it for a moment, "First-grade earth level, it will take another half a year to refine. If you know enough French, you can upgrade it to third-grade."
"The big deal here is over. There is still the last layer of restrictions in the passage. I will send you out!"
"I dare to ask the immortal about his name. The younger generation will be given the opportunity and should keep it in mind." Xue Tong asked as they were about to leave.
"Zhenjun Hongfa!"
Hongfa's clone chanted the incantation and activated the mechanism.
Xue Tong's eyes suddenly lit up, and the stone peak exploded outward.
A white light shot straight into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.
Xue Tong and Fan Ruhua flew north in the dust all over the sky.
When the two looked back, the Black Rock Peak had been razed to the ground.
In the following years, monks who came to Wupeng to hunt for treasures successively discovered bones, magic weapons and storage bracelets in the mountains. They were the relics of Grandmaster Gao and Short, Mu Chun and the warriors in the passage.
Many years later, Xue Tong learned that his action of not drinking the Dark King's blood preserved his pure bloodline and did not destroy his foundation for complementing the blood of the true spirit.
His bloodline is a hundred times stronger than that of the Dark King.
…
There is an uninhabited island a few miles away.
Xue Tong gave Xuan Linju a small test.
As soon as Jun Feng rushed out, the huge rocks on the coast exploded with a roar. In the past, 60% of the force was needed, but now only 30% of the force was used.
"How much French have you mastered, senior brother?" Fan Ruhua asked.
"There are only three pieces left that have not been engraved on the body of the sword. According to Zhenjun Hongfa, the iron sword can still withstand about thirty French characters. The collection of new French characters has become a major task in the future."
"Find a place to practice quickly!" Xue Tong said.
"Ruhua followed senior brother and encountered such a strange encounter. Senior brother's opportunity is truly unique!"
"Junior sister is not bad either. There is a long way to go. You have enough elixirs, spiritual stones, and magical weapons, and your strength will be improved quickly."
…
Winter comes and summer comes, and two years pass in the blink of an eye.
Xue Tong completely refined the Xuan Lin Ju, carved three inscriptions without attributes, and refined more than half of the scripture after five turns.
Fan Ruhua's cultivation level has risen to the level of powerful master.
Eighty percent of the toxins in her body were forced out, her complexion turned yellowish, and her figure became graceful and straight again.
"Xue's force is enough to easily deal with Patriarch Wu Yun and his like. Jiu Li Chongxumen is worrying. Let's go back and see if it's okay."
"Well, it's time to go back and take a look. Once Wu Yunzong is solved, we can live in Xiaolian Peak forever and don't have to live on a deserted island."
The two got on the ship and flew to the Jinglong Coast.
