The demon monkey jumped up, jumped into the space crack, opened its mouth wide and forcibly absorbed the white mist in the space crack.
The white mist gradually dissipated, and the scene in the cracks vaguely emerged. It looked like a remote pastoral, but the garden had been turned over three feet, and everything planted was destroyed. There was a cloud platform in the center. The cloud platform had been polluted, and the spiritual light was shining. It was dark and still, while bones were scattered everywhere on the stage.
The white mist was inhaled to the limit, and the demon monkey's body swelled to the size of a calf. Its fur was so thin that it seemed that its internal organs could be seen. It turned around with difficulty and made a human gesture of bowing to Zhao Ning for the first time. The next moment, the white mist expanded its body, The body exploded out, and the demonic monkey essence and blood sprayed the entire space.
After a pause, he turned his hand gestures, made hand gestures and recited mantras, and the complicated handprints changed several times.
"seal up!"
The seal penetrated into the space crack, and the essence and blood in the space suddenly exploded with blood light. The blood light spread on the edge of the space crack, like a wound healing, inch by inch, until it was completely healed, and the entire space crack disappeared into the forest.
Zhao Ning stood there in silence for a long time.
This disturbing monster turns out to only want Zhenxuan to rest in peace.
Chapter 051
A successful journey is a hundred miles and a half.
Zhao Ning spent more than ten days to collect seventeen elixirs, and ended up spending another ten days on the Soul Infant Fruit.
Seeing that she had been in Lingwu Forest for almost a month, Zhao Ning looked at the depths of Lingwu Forest and thought that she had to give it a try.
It was difficult to travel through the Spirit Mist Forest, and the movement time was limited. The monsters inside were extremely active. When encountering high-level monsters, Zhao Ning could only hide and escape.
Seven more days later, Zhao Ning finally found an extremely gloomy place.
This extremely gloomy place is located in a mountain waterfall. The waterfall cave is extremely humid, the yin air is biting, and many tiny fireflies are dancing in the air.
The Soul Infant Fruit Tree is only two feet and two inches tall. When it bears fruit, all the branches and leaves will curl up together and form a half cocoon. The Soul Infant Fruit grows in the half cocoon. It looks like a baby's cradle. The Soul Infant Fruit also has this feeling. A bit embryonic.
Such a Soul Infant Fruit Tree only bears fruit once every thousand years.
When Zhao Ning saw it, its surface was already glowing pink, which was a sign of maturity. It could be used directly without being transplanted into the Palace of Silent Spirits to accelerate growth.
But when Zhao Ning got slightly closer, a layer of frost suddenly formed under his feet.
There will always be monsters occupying the vicinity of rare elixirs like this. Zhao Ning has been secretly wary since entering the waterfall cave, but she didn't expect the monster to be so calm.
Ice belongs to water, so this attack should be a water-based monster.
"Earth Thorn!"
After Zhao Ning pinched the secret, soil thorns emerged from the ground under the frost one after another, cracking open the frost all the way until they dissipated under the Soul Infant Fruit Tree.
But even with such a conflict, the monster fell silent once again, as if it had disappeared in the waterfall cave.
Zhao Ning patrolled around and didn't notice the hiding place of the monster.
Since it won't come out on its own initiative, then invite it to come out.
Zhao Ning took out the jade box from the House of Silent Spirits and went to hold the Soul Infant Fruit in a grand manner. Just when his fingers were about to touch the Soul Infant Fruit, an ice crystal suddenly stabbed Zhao Ning.
After Zhao Ning retreated, the ice crystals brushed against a small section of hair, and the hair condensed into ice.
I saw the half cocoon formed by the gathered branches and leaves trembling slightly, and when it trembled, there were little things scattered. They were not fireflies, but ice. After Zhao Ning cast a wind blade technique, the half cocoon immediately peeled off a layer.
What was plucked was not a dead branch, but a moth disguised as the bottom of a half-cocoon, with its wings spread out half a foot!
The moth vibrated its wings and suddenly spun out from the bottom of the half-cocoon. As it soared into the air, dots of silver powder on its wings fell off, fell to the ground and condensed into frost, then collapsed into pieces.
It flew directly to the sky above Zhao Ning, and the silver powder fell down. Thin and dense silver powder was like rain. Zhao Ning couldn't avoid it. After just touching a few grains, he felt the blood under his skin condense rapidly. Zhao Ning forced himself to wash it away with spiritual power, and finally managed to escape. She recovered, but she also knew not to come into contact with too much silver powder. This thing was transformed by the power of the demon spirit and would freeze her into an ice sculpture in an instant.
Zhao Ning flexibly avoided the attack, making it impossible for the monster to hurt him. The monster made a harsh insect sound and seemed to be furious. Its wings suddenly enlarged until they almost covered the entire cave.
The cave was small and could easily be trapped by this monster. Zhao Ning turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the waterfall without even thinking. She wanted to lure this thing out and prevent herself from being passive.
But who would have expected that as soon as he rushed to the entrance of the cave, lightning flashed at the entrance, and a bolt of lightning struck Zhao Ning.
"Restricted?!"
"Is there someone hiding in secret, or is the oriole behind?"
But the situation was critical, and the sky was full of frosty silver acne, giving Zhao Ning no time to hesitate.
There is no way to avoid Zhao Ning, so he pinches his hand and recites a mantra.
"earth armor!"
The brown spiritual light spread out, covering Zhao Ning's body with a layer of earth spiritual power shield.
The moth's wings forcibly tightened the encirclement, enclosing it into the giant cocoon formed by the overlapping wings.
The frosty silver powder crackled on the spiritual shield, and the gesture of Zhao Ning's seal remained motionless, and the brown spiritual light was immediately replaced if it was thin.
Zhao Ning raised her eyes and saw the moth's giant pincer-like mouthparts and thousands of compound eye pupils.
Silver light twisted in the pupils at the same time, and Zhao Ning's eyes seemed to fluctuate. She held her eyes tightly and restrained herself from blinking, but even so, the surrounding scene began to change.
She saw a crooked neck tree. The crooked neck tree stood at the entrance of a village. She saw several people whose appearance could not be seen clearly standing under the crooked neck tree. Then she lit the crooked neck tree on fire, and the flames were dancing in the crooked neck. The neck rose rapidly, and the entire crooked neck tree was immersed in the sea of fire. Within a moment, it turned into ashes and floated around Zhao Ning. The people who lit the fire disappeared, and only ashes remained in the entire space.
Looking into people's hearts?
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ning was extremely sober. She knew that the crooked neck tree was the place that represented her earthly hometown deep in her memory. She knew that the person lighting a fire under the tree was a sign of severing contact with her relatives, but Zhao Ning clearly understood that it was an illusion.
Then the ashes spread out, getting thicker and thicker, as if they were in that hazy gray fog again. This kind of gray fog only appeared twice, both when Zhao Ning was about to die.
Zhao Ning was extremely calm, even waiting for the moths to come up with some tricks out of the gray mist, but found that the gray mist was unusually calm.
"Is there no other way to do it?"
"Then you can only give me the Soul Infant Fruit!"
Speaking of the sudden flip of the handprint, the magic weapon was protected by the attack. Instantly, the brown aura around him expanded, and a silver-white flying sword appeared behind him.
"Sword breaks!"
The silver-white flying sword screamed, the air trembled, and several sword shadows rushed in all directions.
Then the darkness was torn open, the cocoon formed by the moth was shattered by the shadow of the sword, and the huge moth's body was chopped to the ground, and then turned into large swaths of silver powder.
Silence fell in the cave.
Zhao Ning shook his body and half-knelt on the ground with his sword in hand. His face was a little pale and his head was dizzy.
Zhao Ning shook his head to temporarily get rid of the dizziness. He looked up at the Soul Infant Fruit lying in a half-cocoon and was still alive. He forced himself to stand up with his sword and staggered towards the Soul Infant Fruit.
"Bah bang bang -" But the matter was not over yet, a string of applause came from outside the cave.
Zhao Ning suddenly looked back, and the guy who secretly sealed the cave entrance appeared.
Three figures stood at the entrance of the cave, blocking the entrance tightly.
"It's really a feat of skill. I only practiced Qi at the second level, but I can actually survive the attack of the Yin Phantom Demonic Moth without any damage."
This voice, Tian Hongjun? !
"Oh no, it's not intact. Look, it's not that it has exhausted its spiritual power, it's just like a mortal."
Tian Hongjun winked at the two people around him and asked them to guard the entrance of the cave.
He folded his arms and laughed, approaching step by step, walking in front of Zhao Ning, suddenly swinging his robe and sending out a hurricane, knocking Zhao Ning to the ground.
He looked at Zhao Ning condescendingly and said, "Little beauty, do you think there is any inspection team from the Qingxiao Sect here to support you right now?"
"Tian Hongjun, I have no grudges against you." Zhao Ning calmly adjusted his breath secretly as he spoke, "Your goal was achieved in the small courtyard of the inn that day, wasn't it?"
"That's right. But I want to see what kind of treasure does Zhu Laosan have on her body, even if she postpones hiding and wants to sneak attack in Guiyuan City?"
When Tian Hongjun spoke, the corners of his eyes twitched and his smile was extremely twisted.
"Besides, I also need this soul infant fruit. But the phantom demon moth that occupies the soul infant fruit has mutated talents, has the ability to freeze with frost, and can also peek into the mind and create illusions. It's really difficult to deal with."
"Look, now you can kill two birds with one stone! Hahaha!" Tian Hongjun laughed wildly.
Zhao Ning looked at it coldly and said word by word, "You villain!"
He suddenly stopped laughing, stepped on Zhao Ning's chest, strengthened his strength, and bent down to support his knees, "Hey, what about the villain? I'm not the final winner yet! Let me see what treasure you have!" "
Tian Hongjun grabbed Zhao Ning's storage bag and probed into his spiritual consciousness. At this moment, Zhao Ning looked for an opportunity, and a very thin silver needle pierced out, and instantly penetrated into Tian Hongjun's eyebrows. Tian Hongjun's pupils suddenly dilated, and his movements He froze for a moment, and fell straight to the ground the next moment.
Zhao Ning stood up and stabbed down with his silver-white long sword.
"Ding--"
The long sword was knocked away by another flying sword, and the two monks guarding the entrance of the cave rushed in.
"Brother!"
They were stunned. They didn't expect that under their noses, Zhao Ning, a low-level monk on the second level of Qi training who had exhausted his spiritual power, would directly restrain Tian Hongjun, who was on the fourth level of Qi training.
"what have you done?!"
Saying that, the two of them attacked Zhao Ning together. Zhao Ning used the soul-binding needle, which had drained the last trace of spiritual energy. When the attack came, he was so weak that he could only roll on the ground, but how could he withstand such a roll? With the speed of the spell, a palm hit Zhao Ning's chest instantly.
The male cultivator with a broken arm quickly turned Tian Hongjun around and saw that he was still breathing and his body temperature was still warm. However, no matter how he called or injected spiritual power, Tian Hongjun did not wake up.
"Unlock Senior Brother Tian's restriction." He thought Tian Hongjun was acting like this because of some forbidden technique or curse.
"Joke!" Zhao Ning raised her toes and threw the silver-white sword straight at the two of them.
Zhao Ning turned sideways, grabbed a spirit-reviving pill from the Palace of Silent Spirits and swallowed it.
The spirit recovery pill can restore 30% of spiritual power within ten breaths.
This is the elixir that Zhao Ning prepared in advance at Duobao Tower, just because he was afraid of such a situation.
The two of them avoided the long swords, and two magical auras rushed over. Zhao Ning's arms were instantly cut in two places, and the wounds glowed with lightning-like auras. She kicked one of them away, and the next moment her arms were locked behind her back. Pressed on the ground beside the soul-bound Tian Hongjun.
"Untie!"
Zhao Ning felt that the power of the Huiling Pill gradually dissipated, and a surge of spiritual power instantly poured into the meridians, but it was only enough to replenish 30%. She pretended to be struggling but had to give in, and put her hands on Tian Hongjun's head.
Soon, a flash of light appeared between Tian Hongjun's eyebrows, and the soul-binding needle came out bit by bit. The two of them looked at it extremely carefully, with eyes filled with surprise that this little thing could actually bind Tian Hongjun's soul.
Zhao Ning's eyes narrowed, and he pressed down heavily with the palm of his hand. The soul-binding needle penetrated Tian Hongjun's head directly, and he spun towards the broken-armed monk out of thin air.
I don’t know whether it was because Zhao Ning’s spiritual power at the moment was not strong enough to use the soul-binding needle, or because the broken-arm monk was so good at dodging that he missed the soul-binding needle! Zhao Ning still didn't dare to pause for a moment and suddenly exploded a flame talisman.
The flames exploded like stars. Zhao Ning quickly retreated to the Soul Infant Fruit and performed a fire avoidance technique.
The explosion of flames threw the two people who were caught off guard against the wall. Even the waterfall was broken for a moment, and it even broke the cave restrictions.
