Chapter 256 255 Sequence Grass

Chapter 256 255. Preface Grass

The split chaos spread out layer by layer like ripples, and the clear starlight extended from the feet of Xing Ke Zhenren like a pure land.

The area was only three meters, but there were endless starlight runes flowing.

"Senior, it's been a long time since I last called you."

The figure, who was obviously a woman, stood outside the starlight, but her expression was unexpectedly vivid and lively, and she even blinked with interest.

The voice was also clear like a stream in the mountain stream and forest.

There was no trace of hostility.

"What's wrong with me helping you suppress the demon race? This world is so big. Since you are a disciple of Lingye Sect, you should know the benefits of my doing this."

Benefits?

Of course there are benefits.

Even with the support of the upper realm, the lost power is not so easy to make up. To be honest, according to Yinlong's idea, Xing Ke came here at this time, even if it was to explain the reason for the existence of the black mycelium, the time was not right.

He could have waited until the agreement with the demon tribe was over, and then he would go to the danger in person. It was completely reasonable, and other sects would not be too entangled.

After all, compared to the unchanging Eternal Dark Abyss.

Although it was getting lively at this time, they had to pay a lot of resources and manpower. But as long as there were variables, solutions and clear benefits.

Many people would not care.

Maybe some people would care, but there would always be people who would advise them not to care.

This world has been expanding outward for so long, who can stay in the world honestly is not a mature and steady person?

Facing the doubts of the chaotic figure.

"I do learn from what the senior said." Xing Ke Zhenren kept the gesture of saluting, but shook his head with a wry smile.

"However, the best method is not the most satisfactory method. The senior has already achieved the Dao and the God, and should also know how much it will affect the Dao heart if the cultivator is not happy."

Uh...

The figure laughed.

She stared down at Xing Ke Zhenren and said casually:

"Hahaha, then there is nothing to say?"

"What else do you want to say, senior?"

"For example, I don't want to fight with you now. Hehe, you manage this world like an iron bucket. Have you ever seen a real demon cultivator?"

Before she finished her malicious voice, Xing Ke Zhenren had already waved his hand.

"Swoosh~"

The sound of breaking through the air came.

Pieces of sharp starlight lotus petals instantly flew around, easily cutting through the gray chaos, and immediately revealed a figure hidden in it.

The figure was tall and dark-skinned, and looked like a physical cultivator who was good at body training.

Or if you ignore the evil snake-like lines on his skin and the spiritual pressure of the god level on his body, it seems that he is an extremely strong mortal.

It looks like a human, but Xing Ke Zhenren is at least a master-level power in the field of spiritual plants, and he can instantly see the truth of this thing.

His expression changed a little, and he whispered:

"A puppet made by the spirit infant of faith!"

His eyes swept through the hazy chaos, and he thought to himself that it was indeed so. In the myths and legends of this world, this place is the Guixu Abyss that can swallow all filth.

It is the end point of all waters in the world and the deepest part of the earth.

It has the nature of myth.

It is similar to what their Lingye Sect has been doing. When something is really a myth, becomes a miracle, and is favored by luck, it will have some mysterious secrets.

Staring at the sturdy man for a few times, Xing Ke Zhenren asked like a studious student:

"Senior, you have a good method. What is the body of this Nascent Soul? Is it a real demon or an ancient demon?"

What's even more outrageous is that the woman really explained as if she was teaching a student: "This is the body of the Sui Demon Clan. They are born to absorb the nectar of a special spiritual flower in the demon world. So don't look at him so scary, he is actually just a vegetarian.

He is more monkish than most monks."

"So that's it." Xing Ke Zhenren suddenly realized.

But the sturdy man's body had disappeared very abruptly.

A black light came as fast as lightning, directly breaking through the Starlight Pure Land and attacking Xing Ke Zhenren.

It was a very ordinary blow.

It was just a simple fist, but this strange demon flesh is already something that most human cultivators need to look up to, not to mention that the defects in the soul have been made up by believing in the spirit infant.

However, if a puppet wanted to harm Xing Ke Zhenren, he might as well flee in panic. He didn't even make a move, and two sword lights attacked at the same time.

One on the left and one on the right, directly breaking the demon puppet into four pieces.

Blood and internal organs immediately fell on the starlight pure land.

Adding a touch of blood to this magnificent land.

There was no ripple when he appeared, and his death was even more silent. After all, he was a body of the gods and demons, but he fell in the starlight without any dignity.

Not even a complete corpse was left.

"Oh?" The figure looked at a certain place and praised: "If you really say it, the killing power of sword cultivators is stronger, but Lingye Sect actually has sword cultivators?

Your apprentice didn't learn anything from you, did he?"

Well, the meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious, just pointing at Xing Ke Zhenren's nose and saying that he was not competent as a master.

"Senior, what you said is a bit too much."

Xingheng Zhenren appeared at the side, holding his bamboo shoot sword, and the sword spirit sat on his shoulder.

Although he saluted respectfully, his mouth was merciless: "Look at your appearance, can you still say that you are a Lingye Sect monk who advocates the natural way?"

The figure shook his head and said: "Chaos is a kind of nature. Isn't it what the powerful do to open up the cave world in chaos?

Power has no boundaries. Everything in the world, even the chaotic universe, can be said to be the natural way. Boy, if you can't jump out of this world, you will never be able to see higher scenery."

"It doesn't matter. As long as you are willing to die, I can leave this abyss of eternal darkness and travel in the chaotic universe."

Xingheng Zhenren pointed the sword in his hand at the figure, and his tone was very polite: "For the sake of my way, can I ask you to die?"

Ah?

You actually have the nerve to say this.

The figure shook his head speechlessly, the chaotic mist on his body swayed for a moment, and he simply didn't bother to answer, just looked to the other side.

His eyes penetrated the void and saw the standing Yan Dao Zhenren:

"There is a cursed breath on your body. It turns out that you have also been cursed by the Eternal Dark Abyss... Half a step into the transformation of the spirit, dare to mobilize the transformation of the spirit power?"

Ah? But isn't there a Yuanying next to him?

Yan Dao Zhenren glanced at Xing Heng Zhenren next to him with an inexplicable look, and sighed: "If I want to fight with the senior, I can only swallow a few pills. Fortunately, I have the treasure of the head brother, so I don't have to worry about sudden death."

He pointed to the center of his forehead.

There is a three-leaf bud emitting green light.

Like the best jade, the green is about to ooze water.

"Tsk." The figure shook his head: "Every generation of the head is a housekeeper for you, that's all, I'm really tired today.

If you can break through my puppets and clean up this chaos, it's not too late to talk."

She turned and walked into the chaos. There were some strange silk threads around her feet, but they couldn't stop her movements at all.

She soon disappeared into the chaos.

Instead, one puppet after another stood in the chaos, staring at the few people with a covetous look.

"Why did you let her run away?"

The silver dragon, who had been silent for a long time, asked in an unbelievable tone: "Isn't that the immortal weapon of your Lingye Sect? How could she run away?"

And Xing Ke Zhenren silently held the broken silver-white silk thread in his hand and said softly: "I know the reason. This thing can even bind the refining cultivators in the lower world.

But it can't bind the disciples of Lingye Sect."

Several people looked at each other.

The meaning of this statement couldn't be clearer... That figure had left his name on the Jade Book of Lingye Sect, otherwise he wouldn't be considered one of their own.

Or... there is still the consciousness of Patriarch Heyun.

...

Moyao Flying Boat.

Inside the brand new Mishen Tree.

The disciples of Lingye Sect spread out a soft, fine grass mat that looked like the fur of some spiritual beast.

Every blade of grass on the grass mat was shining with emerald green light.

This one-hectare world needs to be covered with this grass mat.

This grass is called "Sequence Grass", although it looks inconspicuous, just like an ordinary spiritual grass.

But in fact, it has a very wonderful ability. When there are many of them, they can form a wave similar to a magic circle when they gather together.

In Lingye Sect, this magic circle is called "Harmony".

The so-called harmony can actually be said to be "repair" or "healing". It is a strange spiritual grass specially developed for the upper power, especially the power of chaos.

It is said that it was a miracle created by a certain ancestor accidentally.

Because in the eyes of the world consciousness, any power that does not belong to this world will tear and affect the world, and it is a disease, so it must be cured.

"Harmony" can repair this power that does not conform to the laws of the world, and of course it can completely eradicate the influence of the power of chaos on the cultivators.

However... this kind of harmony is not completely harmless.

If it is really serious to a certain extent, it is very likely that the enemy cannot be identified, and even the cultivators themselves will be harmonized and repaired.

So this world is for those cultivators who are not seriously injured, or who have removed most of the erosion of the power of chaos.

Due to the strange characteristics of this spiritual grass, even a family as big as the Lingye Sect cannot plant it at will. These grass mats need to be taken out from special caves.

They have to be returned after use.

And how to control their power is naturally a troublesome thing, and Song He is worrying about it at the moment.