The world in his belly was filled with a strong poisonous barrier of Yin Qi. His eyes were foggy and he couldn't tell the direction. He could only judge that the front was a canyon as deep as a giant abyss.
Suddenly, a figure quietly descended into this world with a slight feeling of weightlessness.
Immediately, the extremely corrosive Yin Qi poison barrier, which is enough to make the Great Saint Realm difficult to move forward, washed away with the stench of rotting corpses.
"Mr. Tong, I have come in, can you sense the exact location of the Resurrection Grass?"
Feng Ling frowned. A colorful scroll seemed to sense the owner's intentions. It was able to catch the wind and linger around him, preventing the poisonous barrier from advancing even an inch.
"Yeah. As I sensed it, the land about three miles ahead to the left was extremely full of vitality..."
Under the sound transmission, a little green light like a firefly spread rapidly through Feng Ling's body, causing ripples in space wherever it passed.
Just then, Feng Ling entered the world in the belly, and Tong Lao suddenly woke up and told Yinghun that what he said was true, and expressed his confidence to help Feng Ling avoid the danger of the world in the belly and collect the Nine Infant Resurrection Grass.
"Feng Ling, be careful! There are six peak great saints and thirty-six peak mortal saints, wandering around the Resurrection Grass like guards!"
As he continued to investigate, Mr. Tong's face suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "With your current body in the mortal saint realm, even if I try my best to help you explode the power of inheritance, you can only stand up to a peak great saint head-on. If Being surrounded, there will be no life for ten!"
"Hiss! Lao Lao Tong reminded me, I must keep this in mind!" After hearing this, Feng Ling bowed and sneaked, and the fire of excitement in his heart that was rising due to the proximity of the Resurrection Grass was extinguished like cold water.
"Quack, quack, quack..."
Dive into the canyon, with stone peaks standing in front of you and a meandering stream. On both sides are gray-brown rock walls, inlaid with snarling pines.
Looking up, clusters of crows symbolizing an ominous omen were flapping their dark and shiny black feathers, circling and croaking in the deep night.
"Woo, woo..."
Piles of withered bones and corpses were sunk deeply into the mud at the bottom of the valley, half-covered by a thick layer of corroded dead leaves, exuding endless resentment.
The water mist and the soil are all filled with the smell of decay, which strongly stimulates the sense of smell.
Click, click...
A large number of dense corpses paved the canyon. Fengling carefully avoided them all the way around to find the best spot before he dared to settle down, but he would still crush three or two unrecognizable bones from time to time.
No wonder not!
For thousands of years, there has been an endless stream of explorers in the Nine Infant Land, and there are many people who covet the Nine Infant Resurrection Grass, but they still have not been able to collect the Resurrection Grass.
In the past, Feng Ling was still confused. Logically speaking, although Night Ghost King and others were blessed by the formation, if the powerful men in the Great Sage Realm did not follow the rules and forced their way into the Nine Infant Yuan Palace, they would be unable to stop them.
In other words, the Nine Infants Yuan Palace must have been stepped on by countless great saints who came to hunt for treasures. The strange thing is that so many great saints set foot here, but they failed to take the Nine Infants Resurrection Grass!
Now, Feng Ling finally understands!
These bones are obviously those of the defeated who were swallowed by the infant souls!
Normally, ordinary ghost masters have to pass the nine-ring barrier, seven souls and epic inheritance tests before they are allowed to enter the Nine Infant Yuan Palace by the Night Ghost King.
Although such approved ghost masters can get some blessings and assistance from the formation when fighting against the Three Souls, most of them will choose to give up unless necessary considering their own lack of strength.
At the same time, the Night Ghost King will also remind those ghost masters who still choose to enter that the Nine Infant Yuan Palace is a one-way transmission and is destined to life and death. If all three souls cannot be killed, there will be no way back.
However, there are always those who are powerful in the Great Sage Realm who think highly of themselves and don't take it seriously. Without the permission of Night Ghost King and others, and without the blessing of the power of the formation, they forcefully break into the Nine Infant Yuan Palace to search for treasures.
As a result, facing the Jiuying Three Souls whose strength has not been suppressed, the victory or defeat can be imagined!
It can be said that in the Jiuying Yuan Palace, if the three souls focus on avoiding the battle, even the peak saint can only defeat but not kill them.
As time goes by, the gap between the two sides has widened. Even if he gives up picking the Nine Infant Resurrection Grass, in order to escape from the ghost place of the Nine Infant Yuan Palace, the pinnacle great sage can only forcefully attack the three souls.
In the end...drinking hatred!
The great sage who drinks hatred will either die and turn into a pile of bones, or he will forever become the soul slave of the resurrection grass, guarding the universe in his belly!
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After sneaking for three miles step by step, Feng Ling finally stopped at a bend near the end of the canyon, using the cover of the stone peaks.
In front of the eyes, there are forty-two figures, and around each figure, there is an unparalleled wave of tyrannical pressure. Among them, there are six oppressive auras that stand out from the crowd, especially huge and vast, seeming to protect the final face of the peak saint.
At this moment, forty-two great saints, with dim eyes and confused expressions, were wandering back and forth around a green hill full of vitality.
"This is... a soul slave!?"
Feeling the forty-two oppressive auras that could distort the space, Feng Ling's eyes shone slightly as he peeped from a distance, feeling particularly excited.
These forty-two Great Sage Realm soul slaves who are still alive must be the best among all the powerful people who have broken into the Nine Infant Yuan Palace in the past thousands of years!
Obviously, with Yinghun's realm and methods, even if he lured them into the Qiankun in his belly, he could not kill them and could only refine them into soul slaves.
"call……"
Suddenly, a majestic breath of life escaped from the hillock, forcing the death energy blocking the hillock back several hundred meters.
The breath of life is white and the breath of death is black. The two qi of life and death, the entanglement of black and white, and the constant conflict make the hillocks, shrouded in vitality and still shiny, look like a pure land on earth.
"Nine Infant Resurrection Grass!"
Being immersed in the escaping breath of life, Feng Ling looked at the top of the hill, the source of the majestic vitality, and his eyes turned red instantly.
I saw, on the top of the hill, under a towering tree, a nine-leaf fairy grass with nine fruits, glowing with green light, swaying quietly.
The nine leaves of the fairy grass bloomed in the shape of lotus pods, and the young leaves were bent by a few drops of milky white dew condensed from the rich essence of the wood.
In the center of the fairy grass, there is abundant vitality, and nine strange fruits that are like babies are dotted in an interlaced manner.
The most breathtaking thing is that the rhizome of the fairy grass is rooted in the palm-sized dark soil to absorb the breath of death and nourish the nine fruits.
However, the living are the ultimate in death; the dead are the ultimate in life!
The nine fruits have been nourished by the dead energy for many years. Instead of rotting and turning black, they are in vain and emit huge life energy.
It can be said that like a lotus, it emerges from the mud without being stained, and washes through the clear ripples without being evil!
