Chapter 301: Master Shen 30 Years Later!

Desolate area, deep.

In the quiet forest, a silver light suddenly appeared, and then the silver light burst into thousands of rays of light, tearing the void into a thousand-mile area like a sword.

The void full of cracks collapsed in the blink of an eye, cutting the colorful miasma in the sky into catkins, and the rolling resentment surged out from behind the space.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The dense resentment dragged black or gray tails, rushing through the space fragments, whistling wildly.

"Buzz!"

In the middle of the broken space, a black beam of light suddenly bloomed, and in a few breaths, the beam began to fork, one beam, two beams... Thousands of beams of black light shot in all directions.

The most blazing black light area in the center slowly turned, and the already broken void was directly rolled up by the black light. The resentment wandering in this area was rolled up by the stirring power and flew towards the black light area in the center.

During this process, the instinctive struggle of some resentment was extinguished by the black light, but most of them were swept into the black light in the central area.

Half a day later.

When the number of resentments in all directions was almost swept away, the black beams released before began to return, gathering in the central black light area like petals.

In the middle of the broken void, there was a blood-colored root and petals with dark black bodies, and bursts of crying came from it.

An illusory palm slowly condensed, grabbed the blood-stem black flower, and prepared to go away.

Crack!

At this moment, the void suddenly derived thunder, and the gathered black light exceeded a thousand feet. The light illuminated all directions and struck down towards a low hill thousands of miles away.

But on the bare hill, a strange human-faced flower with blood vessels all over its body suddenly grew quickly, swallowing the thunder into its mouth in the air.

"Thunder, strike him to death!"

The angry voice sounded in the miasma, and the void derived thunder again.

Under the strange human-faced flower, a figure wearing a robe made of petals stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at Fanshan who rushed out of the miasma, and raised a palm.

"Poor little thing, why are you everywhere?"

As the petal figure raised her palm, five fingers suddenly grew out like tree roots, interweaving in the air to form an extremely large black palm.

This palm was covered with blood-colored surging insects, and dripping with black mucus. The smell of decay filled the mountains and forests, causing the grass and trees to wither all of a sudden.

When the palm fell, Fanshan, who came with two banners, had no time to dodge.

In a hurry, she gathered the lightning in front of her, but before she could hold on for a breath, she was hit by the black palm.

With a "boom", a dazzling green light burst out from Fanshan's body, interweaving and connecting into a hazy tortoise-shell-like shadow, and her body rolled and flew backwards.

Wherever it passed, it broke through the colorful miasma, pierced through the towering peaks, smashed the huge rocks, and fell directly two hundred miles away, embedded in a huge cliff.

"I am so angry."

Pressing his hands on the rock wall to pull himself out of the rock, Fan Shan was furious.

"Thunder Domain!"

He grabbed two handfuls of the green light on his body with his hands, and suddenly rubbed them into a green pointed magic weapon like a mace, pointing towards the sky.

The dazzling green light bloomed on the treasure mace, and rushed directly into the top of the sky, splitting like a spider web, triggering thunder all over the sky.

In an instant, a sea of ​​thunder over a hundred miles fell from the sky towards the direction of the petal monk.

"Poor little thing, I don't have time to play with you."

When the lightning fell, the petal monk's whole body exploded, turning into thousands of black blood petals, shooting in all directions.

This guy has merits to protect his body. Killing or crippling him will only cause trouble for himself. He also wants to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, and he doesn't want to suffer misfortune so early.

"Nascent Soul is great, wait until I advance to the Nascent Soul stage, I will chop you to death!"

Seeing that Lei Hai's attack failed, Fan Shan stamped his feet angrily. He bullied her because she was a little golden elixir.

"Poor little thing, wait until you advance to the Nascent Soul stage."

A mocking voice rang out in the mountains and fields.

"Maybe when I advance to the Nascent Soul stage, you are still wandering around the golden elixir stage. I think you should surrender to me and ask the heaven as soon as possible, so that the restrictions on your body can be broken, and you can become a Nascent Soul cultivator like me."

...

"Don't leave, you dog, kill me if you dare, if you can't kill me, you are my child."

Fan Shan cursed repeatedly, but there was no response in the mountains and fields. She was so angry that she kicked the mountain repeatedly, and the roar spread all over the place.

"I am a demon cultivator, you bastard, I will definitely skin you alive and take out your soul."

"I am so annoyed. I have to save enough souls before I can advance. I can't advance even after a hundred years."

Fan Shan pulled out two soul flags from his head and flew away muttering.

She really wanted Huaban to beat her up. She didn't have to kill her, just seriously injure one of them.

Over the years, she has saved hundreds of millions of souls. The merits accumulated in her body have long formed a protective aura. Once it backfires, it will be no problem to add a little bit of flavor to the transformation of the soul. As for the Nascent Soul cultivators, it will be even more unlucky.

But these guys who are "seeking the way of heaven" are more clever than each other. If they meet her, they will just beat her away.

The power of the attack is so precise that not even a hair will be hurt.

And whenever there is danger, the protective aura will appear automatically, and she can't control it at all.

The means these guys use to take advantage of loopholes are too shrewd.

How can a small golden elixir like her compete with the soul catchers of the Yuanying level like "Seeking Heaven's Way"? This merit is not powerful at all.

…

The mountains and fields have regained peace, and the colorful miasma has gathered again from all directions, submerging everything around.

The black-horned ants that were trembling with fear because of the sweeping energy before crawled out again. After the space storm subsided, the remaining few image stones were also collected by the black-horned ants.

…

Inside the No. 10 cave.

Shen Lian stood with his hands behind his back, and it was the deputy soul standing in front of him.

However, a thin green light has been lingering on the deputy soul, which exudes a mysterious and incomparable Dao rhyme and can also resonate with the surrounding void.

The entire green light is in a flowing state and surrounds the deputy soul.

Under the cover of the green light, the five elements of the deputy soul were covered up. Shen Lian tried to sense it with his divine consciousness. When the intensity of the divine consciousness was applied to about 30,000 feet, he could slightly sense the five elements.

Concealing the breath is just one of the mysteries of merit. Its biggest function is defense. However, the power of merit is too little at present, and the defense is only equivalent to the level of a third-grade lower-grade magic weapon.

It was not Shen Lian's whim to transfer the merit to the clone, but a decision he made after careful consideration.

After the clone's combat power is fully developed, it can almost reach 95% of the original body. With some other back-up plans, it can already be independent.

With the addition of merit, it can better conceal the breath on the body. The most important point is that there are many things that Shen Lian does not want to do personally, and it is more convenient to have a clone.

In addition, he is also afraid that there are some restrictions on merit.

On the table in the cave, there are four photo stones, which record the fight between the foodie and the two mysterious monks.

One of them is wearing a robe woven with petals, and the other is wearing something even stranger, a raincoat for the mortal world to keep out the rain. The strength of both is in the Nascent Soul stage.

Since the level of the image stone is too low, Shen Lian can only judge from simple images that the strength of the two mysterious monks is probably between the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul, or even stronger.

In just a few years, the image stones scattered everywhere have left several battles between the foodie and the mysterious monk, which shows that the frequency of their clashes is very high.

The scenes in the image stone show that the two mysterious monks also keep a distance from the foodie and dare not take excessive action.

It is obvious that they are afraid of the power of merit on the foodie and fear that the merit will backfire.

Like the foodie, these mysterious people are also collecting resentful souls, but their methods are more brutal, and they should be the opposite force to the foodie.

Of course, these things are not what Shen Lian cares about at the moment. What he cares about is that after the clone has the protection of merit, it can already enter the depths of the wilderness.

There are resentment, spiritual medicine, and even five-element spiritual objects in the depths of the wilderness.

"Daoyou, let's go find the elixir."

After collecting the things in the cave, Shen Lian's figure flashed and sank into the body of the secondary soul, and then the secondary soul disappeared in the cave, leaving an empty cave.

Since the secondary soul had the protection of merit and could enter the wilderness, he had dug the cave deep into the wilderness.

However, he couldn't be too arrogant. The secondary soul could avoid resentment, but the weak space could not avoid it, so he still needed to restrain his breath.

...

In the wilderness, the changes of spring and autumn could not be seen. The miasma was pervasive all year round, and the cold was pervasive.

This day.

The dark clouds collided with the miasma between the mountains, and heavy rain poured down.

In an inconspicuous low hill.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged, and the black and white yin and yang light appeared around him. The floating dust around him was blown away before it got close.

A black and white intertwined little man also sat cross-legged on his head, performing the spell synchronously with the original body.

At the same time, in the sea of ​​​​sense.

A huge black claw covered the sea of ​​divine thoughts, with a momentum to crush the sky.

The black claw had four fingers and a small toe on it, a total of five toes, each burning five colors of spiritual fire: gold, black, blue, red, and yellow.

After the five flames gathered together, they collided above the claws, evolving a vague phantom like a phoenix.

Until this moment, he had cultivated the fourth level of the attack spell of Tiandu Yanshen Fa to perfection. This spell was called the Five Capitals Soul Seal.

This method can break defensive spiritual treasures.

After waking up from cultivation, Shen Lian put away the empty pill bottle in front of him. The speed of cultivation in the Nascent Soul Stage was indeed much slower.

Even though the Yuanji Shengling Pill used for cultivation is not in short supply, it is still very far away to cultivate and touch the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

At this time, it has been thirty years since he entered the wilderness, and the deputy soul has found four Yuanji grass and Shengling fruit in the wilderness.

In addition, there is still one wood-attributed spiritual object missing from the five elements, so that a complete set will be collected.

I can only say that the borderland is really a treasure trove, but it is a little more dangerous.

In the cave, a flash of spiritual light appeared.

The deputy soul jumped in, and the green light lingering on his body had turned into a robe, which looked compatible with the heaven and earth at first glance.

Looking at his puppet, Shen Lian smiled knowingly.

Over the years, he has re-cultivated the Tiandu Yanshen method and increased his comprehension of the Wanlingxian puppet technique. With the increasing time of advancing to the Nascent Soul, the strength of the original body's divine consciousness has reached 148,000 feet.

The strength of the deputy soul's divine consciousness has also reached 140,000 feet. With the addition of merits and the protection of spiritual treasures, the combat power of the deputy soul is no weaker than that of an ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

It's a pity that he doesn't have enough five-element spiritual objects in his hand, so he can't continue to improve the power of the secondary soul.

If there are enough five-element spiritual objects, the spirit puppet can completely advance to the middle or even late stage of the Nascent Soul before him. At that time, as long as he doesn't enter the spirit transformation stage, he can also jump around.

The secondary soul waved his hand and took out the Merit Cave Heaven. Now the area inside the Merit Cave Heaven has reached a radius of 800 miles.

The divine thoughts were immersed in it, resentment soared to the sky, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.

Looking down from a high place, the undulating mountains bloomed with yin and yang mysterious light, and four supernatural towers were built around each mysterious light.

On the surface of the entire cave heaven, an extremely huge spirit gathering array was embedded as an energy supply system.

This is the real gold-consuming cave. Compared with the Yihonglou Hongyanfang and the Merit Cave Heaven, they are all small witches compared to the big witches.

In the past 30 years, in order to charge the puppet talisman, he has invested resources that are equivalent to high-grade spirit stones, at least more than two million.

If it weren't for the Butian Church members and the channels from Brother Pang, Shen Lian would have been a bit discouraged.

Is it easy to earn some merit from God by paying for the salvation of the dead?

Fortunately, it was not without gain. The merit power accumulated in the secondary soul was comparable to the defense of a fourth-level low-grade spiritual treasure.

Of course, these are not the main points. The main point is that Shen Lian's divine consciousness of nearly 150,000 feet can no longer see through the five elements of spiritual power fluctuations in the secondary soul.

In other words, even if he encounters a late-stage Yuanying master, the secondary soul can hide well.

With his own various means, it is not difficult to kill a late-stage Yuanying master.

"Alas, can God give me a discount? There are not so many spiritual stones."

Looking at the running salvation system and listening to the sound of suona and gongs, Shen Lian was a little discouraged.

"Or, just give me more spiritual medicines, and I can make a profit from the price difference."

That being said, he also understood that if he wanted to continue collecting spiritual medicines, he could only set off again and walk deeper into the wilderness.

At present, he is located 800,000 miles deep in the wilderness.

In this area, there is a secret stronghold of the Xuanshi Sect, but Qian Dai did not say it, and Shen Lian pretended not to know about it.

He narrowed his eyes, thinking about whether to go another 200,000 miles inward, reaching a distance of one million miles.

Mainly in this area, in addition to resentment and weak space, the cultivators of the mysterious force have appeared repeatedly.

In the past 30 years, the deputy soul has been almost discovered by it several times.

In addition, this group of people have been hanging out in the depths of the wilderness for many years, and they must have spiritual medicine in their hands.

"Alas, God, you drop a thunder and kill one of them, and I will go to pick up the leak."

...

Deep in the wilderness, at the eastern edge of 870,000 miles, the intersection of two lands.

A long black river of resentment flows out from the intersection of the two lands. The long river flows, and there are white bones floating in the mucus. Occasionally, you can see a few complete corpses floating from the viscous liquid.

"Splash."

A big wave rolled up in the long river, and a strange corpse with a strange face, three vertical eyes on the eyebrows floated up.

It put its hands on its chest covered with scales, and held a dark green old turtle in its hands.

The old ghost's carapace cracked, and a purple-brown spiritual creature shaped like a small turtle grew on it, with a blazing spiritual light, which was out of tune with the sticky and filthy environment around it.

The strange corpse followed the water flow and washed towards the middle of the wasteland.