Chapter 96 Four Pills

When the grand Xiaoling Mountain Zen Road Conference in the Xitu Mountains is about to be held, there is a place called Beizhou Mountain in the north of the mountain. It is full of red and yellow land. Except for a tree called scorched trees, no plant can grow in this area.

In the low canyon, there is a mound about ten feet raised. At this time, this mound is breathing slightly, as if a person is breathing, and from time to time, a stream of red and yellow air gushing out of the mound.

As the mound bulged and fell down, the feeling of breathing seemed to be getting faster and faster. Soon, the entire mound exploded with a rapid bulge.

As the red and yellow soil and red and yellow energy flew to the west, a tall figure exuded four different colors of the five elements essence, fiery red, golden, wood green, and earth yellow, slowly floating up from the earth mound. However, the five elements essence still lacked a water-blue color!

This magnificent figure naturally won't be someone else.

Looking around the low canyon, Linghu's eyes flashed with a four-colored splendor, and then he disappeared without a trace.

In a blink of an eye, fifty years have passed. Linghu himself never expected that it would be so difficult to condense the third Five Elements Golden Pill. In the Shoushan Mountains alone, Linghu continued to absorb and refine Mu Jue's essence for twenty years, and continued to take the mid-stage demon pill to exchange and collect the Five Elements Spiritual Pills. It was not until the last one was completely swallowed that the third Wood Jue golden Pill was lucky enough to condense it.

Afterwards, Linghu came to the land of the Western Tushan Mountains, and after almost thirty years of continuous refining the essence of the earth and energy, he swallowed a whole of the most spiritual objects. With the help of its powerful spiritual medicinal power, he successfully condensed the fourth earth and gold elixir in the Five Elements Golden Pill!

Now, Linghu's body, whether it is skin, flesh, muscles, bones, or blood cells, has deeply contained four kinds of five elements essence. In the purple palace of the Dantian, four golden elixirs, fire, gold, wood, and earth are separated in the Dantian, and they rotate slowly with a mysterious trajectory of mutual restraint. Water and fire cannot be integrated, but they are safe to live together. Once the Five Elements Golden elixirs are successfully condensed, they will also be mutually resilient. At that time, the mutual restraint and mutual resilience will be considered complete.

Linghu's hair is also regenerating and mutating, but among the black hair, there are one strands of red, gold, green, and yellow, which seem to be quite alternative and trendy, but this is not what Linghu wants.

Now fifty years have passed, Linghu is only left with one Water Jue Golden Pill, and his body and the Golden Pill can be perfected together, impacting the Nascent Soul Realm. The only life soul that has not transformed into shape among the other three souls and seven souls has transformed independently!

At this moment, in the world of consciousness, because the five elements are more essence, Mu Jue and Tu Jue, the life soul was originally a huge body in the form of a black shadow, and it seemed much thicker at this time. It was obviously still not getting rid of the black shadow shape, at least it looked more and more like a personal form.

Floating in the air and pondered for a while, Linghu's divine thought moved, and the flying sword on his back flashed, landed at his feet, and supported him to fly out of the mountain.

After 30 years of deep underground, I escaped and looked down at the vast mountains and all the animals under my feet, and my mood became more and more different.

This is a feeling that is difficult to describe in words, but Linghu's whole person looks more and more calm, calm and calm, not moving in color, nor moving as a mountain.

He just stood there quietly, giving people a momentum as majestic as a mountain and as majestic as the sea. No matter how much Linghu restrained it, this momentum was like entering his bone marrow. It had become a temperament. He could no longer be able to show any ordinaryness. No matter where he was, Linghu was a focus!

After fifty years of implicit cultivation, Linghu's four five elements golden elixirs are all in a perfect state. If Linghu's current true cultivation strength is supplemented by magic weapons and magic, it can be matched with the later stage of the fusion, and there is no need to use divine thoughts and magical powers at all.

First of all, the thick spiritual power condensed by the four golden elixirs is enough to make the seventh level of Linghu's ancient treasure spiritual weapon Treasure Light Tower, extending from forty breaths to four hundred breaths (about twenty minutes). Two additional five-element golden elixirs were increased by ten times.

Now, even if the tribulation cultivator takes action against Linghu, Linghu has enough time to use the Baoguang Tower to defend against the opponent's attack, and then displays the soul power of life, defeat, subdue, and even kill!

The so-called submission! However, during these fifty years, the spiritual wisdom of the Taoist power of sentient beings gathered together the enlightenment of the Taoist Dharma of the natural creatures of the gods. The spiritual wisdom of the soul is named the Dao of the Gods!

In fact, in the world of immortal cultivation, there are not no spells to control others, but none of them involve the soul. Generally, they are in the dantian or brain, and they put out insects to threaten the other person's life and make others obey their own will!

Ling Huipo's great method of fighting the gods is different. He directly restricts the other party's soul. As long as he is willing, he can even distort the wishes of others and force him to absolutely obey himself.

This is the real method of submission. After Linghu learned about this magical power, he immediately learned it.

In fact, as long as it is a magical magic that has something to do with the soul, Linghu will be more interested in it subconsciously.

After fifty years of hard work and insidious cultivation, Linghu has finally truly gained the strength to preserve himself in the immortal cultivation world.

He drove the flying sword and flew slowly in the air. Linghu's clothes fluttered, his long hair flew, but his face was quiet and calm.

There are small countries in the Xitu Mountains. Because of worshipping Buddhism, you can see the scene of incense and the sound of Buddhist sings everywhere, and the sound of bells and chimes everywhere.

As we flew along the way, Linghu had heard many bells and chimes. Temples and believers crawled and bowed, prayed devoutly, and worshiped in words.

Flying through beautiful lands, passing through temples and towers, Linghu went straight to his destination Kashyapa.

The Kingdom of Kashyapa was built by the name of the Buddhist monk Kashyapa. It was not because the Kingdom of Kashyapa believed in the Kingdom of Kashyapa, but because it believed in Buddhism, and the Buddha's sons worshiped them.

There are also many countries named after Buddhist masters, such as: Vibha, Taoist Kingdom, Ksitigarbha Kingdom, etc.

While Linghu was flying slowly in the air, heading towards Kashyapa, while observing curiously, Linghu discovered that there were monks flying by various magic weapons from time to time in the air. Many of them were very strange, and they were dressed in strange clothes. You could tell at a glance that they were not local monks from South China!

Just like now, Linghu obscurely blended into the divine thoughts of thousands of miles away in the void, he discovered another strange monk!

The monk was wearing a python yellow robe, with a skull bead of some kind of strange beast hanging around his neck, a miserable face, three thick bare whiskers on both sides of his mouth, and a pair of crescent-shaped cat pupils bursting with green light. He was not flying magic weapons under his feet, but an extremely vicious ninth-level monster! The head of a bat, the body of a lion, the skin of a crocodile, the tail of a tiger, and the claws of an eagle, and the cultivation of this monster has reached the stable level of the late stage of the demon pill!

What Linghu noticed was not this level nine monster, but the cultivator who looked like a demon cultivator.

If judging by external characteristics, the monk is undoubtedly a demon cultivator, but Linghu's obscure divine thoughts hiding in the void of thousands of miles was discovered that the other party's soul was simply a human soul that could not be purer than the demon spirit.

You should know that although demon cultivators can transform into human bodies in the end, their souls still have to retain most of the original characteristics, and it is absolutely impossible to completely transform into human-like souls.

The monk who was controlling the monster seemed to notice someone peeking, and his divine thoughts suddenly swept out into the void and searched around, but how could he feel Linghu's divine thoughts?

This cultivator obviously has colorful stones on his body, and Linghu's divine consciousness cannot tell his specific cultivation level. However, the cultivator who can subdue the ninth-level monster and drive it as a mount will naturally not be weaker. You must know that monsters with a stable realm in the late stage of the demon pill can already match human cultivators in the late stage of the fusion body.

Judging from the momentum of this monk, the divine thoughts that had been swept out just now, Linghu discovered that this man was actually a monk in the late stage of the fusion of Great Perfection.

Since Linghu and the man flew against each other, they gradually got closer in a short while. When the distance was about ten miles, the man's divine consciousness had already swept over, swept over Linghu's body, and slightly stopped, then shrank back.

At this moment, Linghu discovered that another group of strange monks had entered the range of his thousands of miles of divine thoughts.

They were actually ten black wooden coffins flying in the void, each of which was three meters long and emitted a cold and cold yin energy.

Ten coffins flew from behind Linghu, which means they also flew against the monk who controlled the monsters. When the monk who controlled the monsters and Linghu were crossing in the air, the distance between the ten coffins was only six hundred miles from the monk. I believe that in half a cup of tea, the two would inevitably encounter each other.

Linghu did not stop at all and continued to fly towards Kashyapa. He couldn't help but wonder, why did so many monks from other continents suddenly have?

Of course, if Linghu knew the navigation time limit of the Divine Court Ark, it had been lifted by the breakthrough of the master of weapon refining Bai Daozi, Linghu would not have been surprised that so many monks from other continents suddenly appeared in South China.

Continue to fly slowly, suddenly, a strange look appeared on Linghu's face, but he found that the ten coffins and the monk were about a hundred miles apart, and the divine thoughts of both sides suddenly blasted against each other for about ten times. The monk who was driving the monster was obviously unable to defeat him, so he flew back and fled back!

In this way, he was in the same direction as Linghu again, and even followed Linghu's back.

Linghu's expression moved and he still flew forward slowly, while carefully observing the ten black wooden coffins that the monk chasing the monster was keeping his place!
Chapter completed!