Chapter 83: Illusion Still Has Magical Uses
Chapter 83: Illusion Still Has Magical Uses
"Why, is there something wrong with that?"
The red-robed monk looked at Tian Lin in surprise and heard Tian Lin say:
"But I heard that the five elements spiritual roots are fake spiritual roots and are useless for cultivation."
The red-robed monk laughed loudly upon hearing this and said:
"What nonsense is this? The Five Elements Qi encompasses the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. Once the foundation is established, it can be transformed into a Five Elements Dan Sea. Only the Five Elements Dan Sea can transform into everything."
He suddenly realized: "You came from Yulong Continent, so you think your five elements spiritual roots are not good."
He said complacently: "What is Yulong Continent? It's just a barren island. What knowledge can you have?"
“It’s true that Yulong Dazhou is a small island, but you can’t say it’s small and therefore uninformed.”
In the cave, a tall monk in a red robe walked over.
He obviously heard the conversation between Tian Lin and the short man, so he said:
"In fact, it's not just the Yulong Continent. Almost all small places have the saying that the five elements spiritual roots are useless. The reason is that there are not enough resources, and it is much more difficult to build a foundation with five elements spiritual roots than with a single spiritual root.
Most of the mountain gates in small places thought that it was too risky to spend a lot of resources to train a Five Elements Qi Refiner who was almost doomed to fail in building a foundation, and it was easy to lose more than the gain, so they did not dare to take the risk. So they just accepted single spiritual roots.
Tian Lin was thoughtful when he heard that. Then he heard the tall man in red robe say:
"But it's different in Cangzhou. The immortal gates in Cangzhou have no shortage of spirit stones or five-element foundation-building pools.
When the sect disciples are building their foundation, they can even get the protection of the Golden Core Elder. Therefore, for the immortal sects in Cangzhou, the risk of the disciples' five elements spiritual roots building their foundation is not only controllable, but even if they fail, it is nothing, it is nothing more than going to the brothel one less time. "
Tian Lin was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but think about the current situation of Yulong Continent.
At this time in Yulong Continent, the spirit stones that Yaoyue Sect supplied to its disciples were running low.
Not to mention taking out spirit stones to cultivate the so-called five-element spirit root disciples—
"Does our Blood Cult have any method to test spiritual roots?"
Tian Lin suddenly wanted to know what kind of spiritual roots he had, but he heard the tall monk say:
"We don't need to test any spiritual roots, because apart from the founder of the sect, no one has ever heard of anyone having a blood spiritual root."
Tian Lin's plan to get the Five Elements Dragon Pearl for free failed. However, when he thought about it carefully, there were only a few people at the first level of Qi Refining in this small cave, and they probably didn't have a high status in the Blood Sect. How could there be a Five Elements Dragon Pearl for him to use?
According to Zhong Wuji's records, as long as these first-level Qi Refining cultivators are killed, they can escape from the predicament in the illusion of the third-level stone steps.
But Tian Lin was not in a hurry to attack the seven red-robed monks. He wanted to see how long this illusion could keep him here if he did not take any action.
After resting in the illusion for a night, Tian Lin opened his eyes the next day and heard a young monk in a red robe say:
"Hurry, Hall Master Jiao is here, everyone go to the valley entrance to greet him."
The group of people quickly stood up, and Tian Lin also picked up the knife on the ground and stood up.
Suddenly, a red-robed monk looked at Tian Lin and shouted, "Who are you?"
Before the red-robed monk could draw his sword, Tian Lin's Shining Sun Finger shot through the monks' foreheads like a sharp arrow.
He was now at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he no longer felt that it consumed much inner energy when performing the Shining Sun Finger.
In just a flash, all the red-robed monks in the cave fell to the ground.
The scene in Tian Lin's eyes changed, and when he opened his eyes again, he had left the illusion.
He looked at the sun and estimated that he had not been in the illusion for long. He could not help but exclaimed:
"Staying in the illusion for a quarter of an hour is also a quarter, staying in the illusion for a day and a night is also a quarter - if that's the case, it's better to practice in the illusion, which can save a lot of practice time."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible. He then went down the stone steps and poured out the dried grass god fish and three-legged toad meat from the gauze scarf.
He searched through several magic books, but couldn't find the blood pill given to him by the red-robed monk.
"It seems that things in the illusion cannot be taken out and can only be consumed in the illusion."
The result of this experiment disappointed him somewhat, but he quickly regained his spirits and turned towards the fourth stone step.
"Master Jiao is here. He has a bad temper. Don't talk nonsense until he gives you instructions."
The scene of the fourth-level illusion was the same as what Zhong Wuji described. It had left the cave and appeared at the entrance of a valley.
As the leading red-robed monk spoke, a handsome young man from outside the valley approached from afar.
The young man was riding a blood-red horse. When the horse's nostrils flared, small balls of fire kept spewing out and then extinguishing from its nostrils.
[Flying dragon, contains a weak dragon bloodline, medium-grade spiritual flesh, its blood can replace fire spirit liquid, can be eaten]
Tian Lin looked at the red horse with burning eyes. The red horse seemed to feel Tian Lin's "love" for it, and opened its mouth to spray a pool of magma towards Tian Lin.
Tian Lin's reaction was extremely quick, and in a flash he had jumped three feet away.
Two red-robed monks were unable to avoid it and were sprayed by the "magma", and their entire faces were instantly corroded and charred.
When the two red-robed monks screamed, the young man on the horse smashed the skull staff in his hand, and the brain of one of the red-robed monks burst instantly.
Another red-robed monk was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, but the young man pointed the skull on the handle of his staff at the red-robed monk. The red-robed monk, who had opened his mouth to beg for mercy, could not make a sound because a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain and was all sucked up by the skull.
Tian Lin, who was three meters away, saw this and couldn't help but be shocked.
He had seen the young man's cane in Zhong Wuji's "Travel Illustrations", but did not see Zhong Wuji's description of the cane.
Obviously, in the illusion that Zhong Wuji experienced, the young man did not use this cane against Zhong Wuji.
"I can't let this skull on the cane 'watch' me!"
Tian Lin Fuling was very focused. When the young man pointed his cane at him, he used the Wind Walking Technique and disappeared on the spot.
The young man on the horse let out a sigh and kept adjusting the position of the skull on his staff. If the skull was aimed at a person for more than a few breaths, the person's blood and energy would be devoured alive.
Tian Lin was not harmed, but those red-robed monks who came to greet the young man did.
But the young monk obviously didn't care about the life and death of these red-robed monks. Seeing Tian Lin's tricky steps, he jumped off his horse in anger.
He took out a spirit stone from the storage bag and stuffed it into the secret compartment on top of the skull.
In an instant, the skull's dull eyes suddenly became bright.
"I don't believe you can still hide!"
As the young man finished speaking, the cane in his hand suddenly became empty.
His face changed, and he looked at Tian Lin who was holding a cane opposite him and said angrily: "Give me back the cane!"
Tian Lin pointed his cane at the young man, and the young man grabbed the cane angrily.
A blood-red face burst out from the young man's palm and hit Tian Lin's chest at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Tian Lin hurriedly dodged it using the Wind Walking Technique.
But the red face did not disappear just because Tian Lin dodged it. Instead, it rushed towards Tian Lin again with a strange smile.
Tian Lin's face changed. He smashed the red face with the skull on top of his cane, while dodging the red bloody face that the young man kept slapping at.
Unexpectedly, the young man's red bloody face seemed inexhaustible, and in a flash hundreds of faces surrounded Tian Lin.
"Give me back your cane!"
After Tian Lin finished speaking, he threw his cane into the air.
The young man in front of the horse then withdrew his hand and flew into the air to catch the fallen cane.
But just as he was about to land, Tian Lin shouted loudly.
As a dragon roar came out of his mouth, a giant elephant several meters tall appeared behind Tian Lin.
As Tian Lin smashed the ground, the giant elephant that appeared raised its foot and stomped on the ground, and the young man in the air was smashed heavily into the ground.
Tian Lin stood firm, still worried that the young man on the ground was faking his death.
But soon, the scene in front of him changed and he was back on the Wendao Mountain.
'puff! '
Tian Lin stood firmly, but the blood in his body showed signs of running wild, and he spat out blood in an instant.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, he felt much better.
At this time, he didn't dare to go up to the fourth stone steps rashly, but went downstairs and returned to the second platform.
"Although his cultivation is one level higher than mine, his magic is only of the middle-grade minor success level. Logically, I shouldn't have been injured - in the final analysis, it's because I don't have enough combat experience."
Tian Lin thought carefully and realized that when the red horse spit at him, he was fully capable of dodging it.
Not only was he able to dodge, but he also had the ability to step forward and take the young man down while avoiding the saliva.
But at that time he was only concerned with retreating and completely missed the opportunity to take down the young man directly, so that the young man took out the magic weapon of the skull cane.
"I barely even beat a person at the sixth level of Qi Refining. If I really meet someone at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, how can I be his opponent?"
He waited until his injuries recovered, then meditated to restore his inner energy before climbing back up to the fourth stone step.
It was still the same valley, but the sound of horse hooves was heard coming closer and closer. Tian Lin saw the blood-red horse and Master Jiao sitting on it.
This time Tian Lin learned his lesson. He glanced past the red horse and looked at Manager Qiao behind the red horse.
Manager Qiao rode an ordinary horse. He dismounted at the entrance of the valley and said to the group of red-robed monks who were waiting for him:
"This is Hall Master Jiao. Hall Master Jiao is in Yuzhou on business and will stay with us for the time being."
Manager Qiao wanted to give a few more instructions, but the young man on the red horse said impatiently, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. Is there any good wine in the cave?"
The red-robed monk leading the group hurriedly said, "The food and wine are ready. Please follow me, Master."
Master Jiao dismounted from his horse and handed the reins to Steward Qiao.
But when Manager Qiao took the reins, the horse raised its leg and kicked Manager Qiao hard in the chest.
Manager Qiao flew backwards with a collapsed chest.
As Manager Qiao vomited blood, the blood-red horse turned around and jumped onto Manager Qiao's mare.
This scene shocked the people in the valley, and the leading red-robed monk hurried up to check on the situation of the bridge manager.
But when I touched Manager Qiao's breath, there was no breath at all.
Master Jiao frowned and said:
"Well, it's also the fault of this guy named Qiao for being clumsy. He deserved to be kicked to death by my red orange. Forget it, just throw him into the alchemy furnace to refine him. It will be just right to serve with wine."
The group of people looked at each other, but no one dared to refute Master Jiao.
The leading red-robed monk quickly picked up the body of Manager Qiao, and the task of leading Hall Master Jiao into the cave was handed over to another red-robed monk.
A group of people entered the cave, where all kinds of wine and meat had already been prepared.
Tian Lin's eyes lit up when he took a look at the wine and meat on the stone platform, but when he thought of the traditions of the Blood Cult, he couldn't tell what ingredients the wine and meat were made of.
(End of this chapter)