Chen Mo quickly opened his eyes and looked around, secretly praying that nothing unusual would happen.
Although the process of sealing the black stone was very fast, some mixed spiritual power was still left out, which would not be good if it aroused suspicion from others.
However, he was overly worried. All he could see was the thick gray mist. The monk was here and it was too late to speed up the absorption. How could he have time to spend all his time looking at others?
"God help me... I'll just let Meng Qianqiu pay this stupid debt for me!"
Even though he knew that the battle was caused by himself, Chen Mo still pretended to be surprised, with a bit of excitement in his expression. After the gray fog cleared, this scene was regarded as a commonplace thing by all the monks who were watching. Ignored and passed.
Then the sixth batch of monks came out of the pool, and Chen Mo left with the team. Before he returned to the waiting area, he had already heard the jealous words of many monks:
"It's so unfair, we should be allowed to experience it too!"
"These people are so lucky..."
"Hey! Who says it's not the case? I'm still in the fifth batch of monks, and I'm just close to catching up..."
Chen Mo looked at them with expressions mostly filled with jealousy and resentment. As he occupied the soul enhancement pool for longer and longer, this was not a good sign.
The greed of the monks cannot be overestimated. In just a few rounds, the short-term balance will be broken by the monks attacking from the outside.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time!"
After a brief analysis in Chen Mo's mind, he thought of this sentence, and at the same time, he was also planning his next move.
It's definitely not possible to go out now, and he doesn't have the strength of Meng Qianqiu. If he rushes out rashly, he will definitely be attacked by a group of people, which is the worst strategy.
"Then we can only unite with Guan Qing and other disciples, and rush out together later. With more people, we are more powerful. Even if a few more monks die, it will definitely not be me..."
Chen Mo gained a lot from this trip. The purpose of tempering his spiritual consciousness in the soul-increasing pool had been achieved, and he was unwilling to take any more risks.
Next, he only needs to wait quietly for the secret realm to end, return to the sect with a large amount of elixirs in the storage bag in exchange for a piece of redbud fruit, and then he can start participating in refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Even if the alchemy failed, he still had the fake foundation-building elixir given by Lan Ruoxian. Even if it didn't work, he would have time to look for it outside. Chen Mo had many escape routes, so there was no need to take risks alone.
Just as Chen Mo was thinking, dozens of people headed by Yan Zun entered the soul-increasing pool again. Meng Qianqiu still didn't show up. The previous hour was peaceful, but not long after half a stick of incense was burned, a strange scene appeared. .
The pool suddenly shook, like a dull drum hitting the bottom of the soul-enhancing pool. Chen Mo happened to catch a glimpse of Lu Xiaoyun being shaken by the sudden shock, as if someone cast a spell in it.
"Who is it again? Come out!!"
Meng Qianqiu shouted again, with endless anger in his voice. After provoking him again and again, Yan Zun lost his temper and shouted in the distance: "What are you shouting?! I still want to know if it was you who did it" of!"
Meng Qianqiu suddenly came at the next moment: "What do you mean!"
"Just bully those fellow Taoists! You want to suppress us too, right? Meng Qianqiu!"
Yan Zun pointed at her nose and cursed: "Don't give you a little face, you don't know how high the sky is, and if you dare to show off your power to us again, even if you destroy the Soul Enhancement Pond today, I want to see how capable you are!"
"Then listen up! No matter who among you is up to something, it's best to restrain yourself. I will definitely take action again!" Meng Qianqiu snorted coldly, also gave Yan Zun harsh words, and then left without looking back. go.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, the first few dozen people who entered the pool thought that a fight was about to start, but they never thought that they would just talk. While they were relieved, they were also wondering who dared to risk the disapproval of the world. Doing such a thing in the Soul Enhancing Pond?
"This bastard Yan Zun didn't do it on purpose so that we could have a fight with Meng Qianqiu so that he could reap the benefits, right?" Wang Erniu was closest to a monk carrying an ancient sword and whispered to him murmured.
"It's hard to say, don't discuss this matter." The man carrying the sword flashed his eyes, and it was obvious that he had his own thoughts, but he just didn't say them.
"Keep absorbing it all!"
Yan Zun's expression softened slightly. In any case, he had regained some dignity in front of everyone, although he was also wondering whether Meng Qianqiu had caused the disturbance and took this opportunity to humiliate everyone.
Meng Qianqiu's idea was even simpler. It was obvious that someone among them was jealous of her ability to keep tempering, and deliberately did things to create friction so that she could be kicked out of the soul-enhancing pool. The initiator also achieved his goal.
"The words have been spoken, it just depends on whether he can understand them."
Meng Qianqiu thought to herself that if it stopped here, she wouldn't want to fall out, but if it got worse, she wouldn't be afraid to fight with the monk in the pool again!
When gods fight, mortals suffer. The monks outside the pool feel their hearts in their throats when they see it. No one wants the two sides to fight, especially the second batch that is about to enter the pool. Whatever is scary will happen, and there is another bang. There was a crackling sound, as if something cracked in the pool. Amidst the bursts of dull sounds, a second landslide-like earthquake struck.
At this moment, I thought Meng Qianqiu would go completely crazy, but to everyone's surprise, after countless boulders collapsed here, there was a death-like silence in the soul-increasing pool, and Meng Qianqiu did not appear.
Yan Zun was not stupid enough to think that Meng Qianqiu was afraid of them. With his keen intuition over the years, he actually sensed that a storm was about to come. As the saying goes, only three things can happen, and there must be no more vibrations coming from the ground.
"Who is it that harms others and does not benefit oneself?" Yan Zun also scolded in his heart. No matter what he thought, it was wrong. Could it be that the person who made the move didn't want to absorb it?
Perhaps after hearing Yan Zun's words, the sudden shock did not appear for half an hour, which made everyone in the pool feel relieved.
But just as the practice of the first batch of monks was coming to an end, the first thing the cultivators with auras heard was the sound of rushing footsteps.
More and more, low and chaotic, Chen Mo's heart tightened, and he looked back with his gaze. At least hundreds of cultivators blocked the entrance to the soul-increasing pool just like they did before!
"Ye Shan!! The leader is Ye Shan!!"
More than one person called out the name of the handsome young man, which caused one exclamation after another. Just by looking at everyone's expressions, Chen Mo knew that this person and Yan Zun were absolutely evenly matched!
After breaking into the team of monks, Chen Mo also saw more than a dozen cultivators who were here before. They had the same eyes as before, eager and greedy, and the gap in numbers made them like hungry wolves rushing into a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered. , just waiting for the leader's order, they can rush out and fight.
"Meng Qianqiu, come out and talk!" Ye Shan stood at the front and shouted confidently.
As soon as he finished speaking, I don't know if he was following his words, but the space here suddenly shook, and the heart-stopping roar of huge rocks continued to sound above everyone's heads, first small pieces, then fist-sized rocks, like The rain is falling fast!
"Is this place going to collapse?!" Someone shouted such a sentence. More than a hundred monks here were all panicked. As if that person's prediction came true, a turtle was actually lying in the ground a few feet away from Chen Mo's feet. It broke into pieces, and a huge stone slab suddenly rose up and hit another area.
Within a hundred feet, cracks appeared in an instant, and a huge vibration stirred up a wave of dust and smoke several people high. All the monks seemed extremely small at this moment. Soon, their shouts were drowned by the huge vibration. .
The collapse was not just on the periphery. The collapse in the soul-increasing pool had already begun. The white mist that had been absorbed earlier reversed and rolled back. A rotten beast smell was emitted from the ground. The gray-black air that occasionally overflowed made the monks smell it. Feeling like vomiting.
"Rumble..."
In the space within the soul-increasing pool, an extremely domineering spiritual consciousness suddenly came. Such power crushed Qi Refining and surpassed Foundation Establishment. At this moment, all the monks, including Meng Qianqiu, were indifferent. He knelt down in control to welcome the arrival of a wild beast he had never seen before!
"What is this!!" Chen Mo only saw a highly rotten turtle shell, and felt that his breathing was stagnant. There was no other reason. This desolate beast was really too big. This was the first thing he had ever seen in his cultivation career. The biggest monster!
"It's under the soul-increasing pool! The divine consciousness it absorbed before is its ownerless thing!!"
Yan Zun also came to his senses in an instant. At this time, the rotten beast's turtle shell had been completely exposed, and it was as spacious as more than ten lofts juxtaposed. When the giant turtle raised its head, the seemingly extremely hard stone wall in front of it was covered by it. With this slight touch, a large hole of more than ten feet was opened!
There were four more continuous sounds, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling, coming from around everyone. At this time, it was impossible to tell the north, south, east, and west. In order to protect themselves, low-level spells such as ice spikes and wind blades were thrown in the air. Flying all over the sky, some took advantage of the chaos to make a sneak attack, and some just ran away. The scene was extremely chaotic.
"boom!!"
One foot of the giant turtle fell on the ground, shattering countless cracks. At this time, the monks present could clearly see the appearance of the rotten beast: its whole body was black and purple, with dense piles of rotten flesh on its back, and the turtle shell It has long been broken into pieces, and the head of the giant turtle is blurred, and it is impossible to identify which monster it was recorded in the book.
But what is certain is that this is a corpse that has been dead for a long time. If it is still conscious, everyone in the soul-increasing pool has long been its meal. It’s just that I don’t know who made it into a puppet. Now only the remnants are left. obsession.
forward! down! Go deeper! !
“Where is it going!!”
The huge body of the giant tortoise jumped up and crushed to death a few monks who were unlucky enough to stand on its back. It once again started to move forward with its head down. There were already smart cultivators stepping onto the turtle shell and following the puppet. The giant turtle travels to an unknown location!
"Everyone get out of here!!"
An exquisite picture unfolded, and the red flame burned everything. The golden phoenix that looked down upon the world returned with hundreds of birds, unrivaled and unstoppable. The blood bloomed like flowers, and several cultivators were killed on the spot. Shattered the soul.
When he reappeared, Meng Qianqiu was already standing on the peak of the giant turtle's rotten shell. From a distance, there were at least twenty people who had not stepped into the body of the rotten giant turtle. It was unclear whether this was their misfortune or unexpected luck.
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