He was really bored, so he simply walked down the steps and stood on the last step which was actually the first step. Then he pointed at the monsters outside the ban and said, "Come up here and play with me."
"Yes, I'm talking about you. You seem to be a female, right?"
"I asked you whether you are a tiger or a cat. Could it be that you have mutated?"
"And you, are you a leopard or a mouse? The pattern is wrong."
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Ye Xiaocheng was chattering and giving advice, commenting on every monster.
Although the monster beast below could not understand what he was talking about, it could be guessed from his frivolous movements and expressions. After all, the monster beasts that have evolved to the golden elixir realm are already very intelligent, which is far from human intelligence. Not big anymore.
However, they are beasts after all. They believe in the law of the jungle, so their minds are relatively simple. They can be said to be upright, but not stupid.
Each of the third-level monsters was so angry that they were about to explode on the spot, drooling, but there was nothing they could do against this little sugar man. They were only one step away from Ye Xiaocheng, but this step was so close.
The helpless monster had no choice but to crawl back slowly and slowly, ignoring Ye Xiaocheng, fearing that he would be angry to death.
Ye Xiaocheng laughed loudly. He could actually make many third-level monsters retreat with just a few words. The skill of his unshakable tongue was so powerful.
He entertained himself for a while, felt bored, and returned to the platform.
If an adult were in his situation, he would probably die of worry, but he didn't worry. He believed that there was no end to the road. As long as he didn't die, there would be a way.
What's more, I don't have a strong concept of time at a young age.
Although there was no day or night here, the biological clock in his body still worked. It felt like it was night, but he couldn't sleep at all. With nothing to do, he took out the immortal ring and explored inside again.
Although he knew that nothing would be found if he checked again, Ye Xiaocheng still reluctantly put his consciousness into the ring and scanned everything again.
Everything inside is extremely familiar.
Perhaps because of his blessing, he suddenly scanned an unfamiliar object. It was a dark object the size of a pigeon egg. This object was mixed in a pile of clothes and was inconspicuous. He scanned it many times without paying attention. After all, his mother prepared too many sundries for him.
He was not sure whether this thing was originally in the ring. Anyway, he had never seen this inconspicuous thing.
He picked out this black thing that looked like an insect egg, still muttering in his mind: Could this be the egg of a fairy beast? If that's the case, why don't you just get angry? Even if you can't practice, if you raise a fairy beast and grow up, no one will dare to bully you.
Ye Xiaocheng felt the black thing, but there was no life fluctuation inside.
He curiously invaded his consciousness inside, and suddenly felt as if something penetrated into the sea of consciousness from between his eyebrows, and the speed of that thing was like lightning.
Ye Xiaocheng didn't see anything or react, and his sea of consciousness exploded.
"My life is over." This was his last thought before he fell into the darkness of consciousness.
When he woke up again, it was already three days later.
He looked around and saw that it was still a platform as broad as a square.
He quickly looked into the sea of consciousness, but was shocked. Not only was his sea of consciousness intact, but it had also expanded more than a hundred times. If his original sea of consciousness was just a spring, now his sea of consciousness already has a pool. So big.
Ye Xiaocheng felt a headache, extremely swollen, as if his head was countless times bigger. Could it be that he had become a big-headed ghost?
Of course he understood that this was an illusion. His head was still so big, but his consciousness was over-expanded, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.
Where did that dark thing go?
He observed attentively, and then he discovered that there was something like a round cover above his consciousness, covering his entire sea of consciousness, like a huge bowl.
He touched the dark round cover with his spiritual consciousness, and immediately responded: the first of the eight innate taboos - Milo innate taboo.
What is Milo?
What is the innate ban?
Ye Xiaocheng didn't understand, but he knew that prohibition was just like a magic circle, but because its main function was prohibition, it was called a prohibition. In fact, it was still a type of magic circle.
However, it seems that this innate ban is not a magical formation. Even if he is not a master of formations, he has at least seen a lot of them. He has never eaten pork and often sees pigs running away.
Even though he doesn't understand, he also knows that anything with the word "Xiantian" is something extraordinary.
The word Milo is so familiar. Hmm, I seem to have seen it somewhere.
He suddenly remembered that in an ancient mythology book, he had seen a fragment of a page with relevant records on it.
In ancient times, there was a powerful person who was revered as Miluo Tianzun. The place where he lived was called Miluo Tianzun.
As for the prohibition being different from the prohibition and the magic circle, he was sure of this, but he was still confused about what the so-called prohibition was.
No matter what, anything that can enter the sea of consciousness is a good thing.
For example, no matter how high-end a storage ring is, it cannot be put into the Sea of Consciousness, but this Immortal Ring can. So this Milo Innate Forbidden City can enter the Sea of Consciousness, which means that it is at least as valuable as an Immortal Ring.
Ye Xiaocheng firmly believed in this belief and gradually calmed down.
Could it be that this thing is the treasure that all the major sects are fighting for?
But Ye Xiaocheng couldn't see that this thing had anything to do with becoming a god. Maybe he was too low-level to see it.
However, this "Miluo Xiantian Forbidden" clasped his sea of consciousness like a big bowl, and there was no other movement, so Ye Xiaocheng had no choice but to ignore him for the time being.
Finally finding the so-called treasure, his heart settled down and he lay down on the blanket and fell asleep.
When he woke up the next day, he patrolled around again like yesterday, and then came to the first step. He couldn't see even a monster outside, only the vast plains and the vast forest outside. .
From time to time, you can hear the roar of monsters in the forest, and the sound of wind blowing through the vegetation.
At this moment, he only felt that the world was vast, but he was alone, completely isolated from the world.
No, it can't be like this.
If you are alone for a long time, you will definitely have mental problems.
He suddenly thought that the stone tablet had helped him fight back the attack of the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Huangquan Demon Cult, and also brought him here. This showed that the stone tablet was not an ordinary mortal object, and must have spirituality.
He thought again of the bead in his sea of consciousness, which now looked like a big bowl.
Is this stone tablet also a treasure? If it is a treasure, can it be refined?
His heart stirred.
Without saying a word, he returned to the platform and ran to the stone tablet.
He first pressed his forehead against the stone tablet, trying to sense the stone tablet with his spiritual consciousness, but he couldn't sense anything at all.
If the refining of spiritual consciousness doesn't work, then try to identify the owner by dripping blood. This is a common refining method for all treasures.
He took out a dagger, cut his palm, and then pressed his bleeding palm tightly against the word "Huang" on the stone tablet.
He had a feeling that if the stone tablet had a spirit, the most crucial part was the word "wild".
He suddenly felt a suction force coming from the stone tablet, and his blood was really accepted by the stone tablet.
Finally, something responded to him, and Ye Xiaocheng was immediately overjoyed. It seemed that with the right method, he could refine this stone tablet. Maybe this stone tablet was the hub of the operation of this secret space.
He had been happy for only a few minutes, but he was frightened to death.
The blood all over his body rushed towards the stone tablet like a river bursting its banks. In a few more minutes, his blood would dry up.
People who lose too much blood will die, he understands this truth.
"My life is at stake." He said with horror in his heart.
However, the stone tablet stopped absorbing his blood at this time and burst out with a ray of light, then wrapped him up and swept him out of the secret space.
"Damn it, didn't I succeed in claiming my master? Why was I kicked out?"
Despite the excessive blood loss, Ye Xiaocheng was still conscious.
With a bang, he fell to the ground, grinning from the fall, and all the bones in his body were almost falling apart.
He didn't care about recovering at this time and quickly checked to see if his palms were still bleeding.
Fortunately, the wound on his palm had healed, but he saw the shape of a stone tablet in his palm, which seemed to be the mold of that stone tablet.
After a while, the stone tablet pattern on his hand slowly disappeared under his gaze.
Hey, what does this mean?
Was the confession successful? Why are you kidding!
Ye Xiaocheng smiled bitterly. Of course, he failed to recognize his master, otherwise he would not have been kicked out.
But why should we absorb so much of his blood after failing to recognize the master? This doesn't make sense?
After thinking about it for a while, I still couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it.
This is his usual approach. If he doesn't understand something, he won't think about it for the time being, and he will never get into trouble.
