Chapter 411: What is the purpose of our cultivation? For the peace of the world, for
Chapter 411: What is the purpose of our cultivation? For the peace of the world, for
Chapter 411: What is the purpose of our cultivation? For the stability of the world and the well-being of the people
The shaking of the earth caused thunder, and the purple divine light shot up into the sky like divine thunder, breaking through layers of dark clouds with unstoppable force. The entire sky seemed to be covered with an evil purple color.
Tushan Shiyu held his breath, stared at the sky with his starry eyes, and muttered to himself:
"Such a violent power doesn't seem like a treasure, but more like..."
Her voice stopped abruptly, and she seemed a little confused.
Lu Zhan asked, "Like what?"
Tushan Shiyu pursed his lips and said, "I can't really say, but this power is too evil. Even if it is really a treasure, I'm afraid this treasure is also a very evil thing. I'm afraid it will be difficult to control."
Lu Zhan looked at the turmoil ahead. If it really was an extremely sinister and evil divine weapon, it would be a good thing for him.
His soul is evil enough, so it's reasonable for him to have some evil treasures.
However, there are many cultivators around, all waiting for the treasure to come out, so it may not be so easy to get it easily.
At this moment, the stone mansion began to shake violently again. Under the influence of this force, the stone mansion shook for about half a cup of tea and suddenly began to fall apart.
The stone palace shattered into countless white fragments, whistling in all directions.
The cultivators had been concentrating on staring at the Stone Mansion, and when they saw something unexpected happen to it, they hurriedly activated their true Qi to protect their bodies and dodged in all directions.
Lu Zhan was dressed in a black robe, hiding among the treetops. A light golden Qi emanated from his body, which condensed into a shield that blocked him and Tushan Shiyu and isolated them from the huge impact force.
"Pfft-"
The cultivators who were closer to the stone palace were hit by the broken fragments because they dodged too slowly.
The fragments of the stone mansion looked ordinary, but they instantly penetrated the cultivator's true Qi defense. He didn't even have time to scream before he died in an instant, and his body quickly turned into meat paste, like crushed pork.
"!"
Lu Zhan's expression changed and his eyes narrowed subconsciously. The cultivator just now was at the Half-Step Creation Realm, but he was killed by the fragments of the Stone Palace and had no chance to resist. It was obvious that the Stone Palace was extremely evil.
Tushan Shiyu also had a solemn expression. She walked around the dense trees, leaned forward slightly, and looked ahead, trying to determine the origin of the stone mansion.
Lu Zhan stood behind Tushan Shiyu. Her leaning posture perfectly outlined her round and full hips, but Lu Zhan had no intention of looking at her seductive buttocks. Instead, he turned away slightly and stared at the happenings in front of him.
The death of the half-step to good fortune cultivator made the cultivators look horrified and they dared not be careless at all. Many of them were not even half-step to good fortune, and if they were hit by those fragments, they would probably die more easily.
The cultivators in the Creation Realm were also somewhat frightened, fearing that everyone would be equal in front of the fragments of the Stone Mansion.
Ji Mengli hid directly behind. Although her expression could not be seen clearly, it was enough to see her caution and panic.
Fortunately, the destruction of the stone mansion did not last long. After about half a cup of tea, the impact of the stone mansion fragments gradually stopped, and only some white flying debris floated up, which seemed to have no attack power.
Tushan Shiyu's palm made a semicircle in the air and attracted a piece of white flying debris to his hand. He observed it carefully for a while, and a look of surprise appeared on his pretty face:
"this…"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"This looks like... bone meal."
Tushan Shiyu was not sure, so she reached out and attracted a lot of debris. After observing and studying them one by one, she said softly:
"It is indeed bone powder. If I am not mistaken, the stone house just now was made of bone powder. It was only broken apart by the impact of the purple light. A mere piece of debris has such power. This may be the bone powder of the mirage demon..."
Lu Zhan's face was solemn. Although the Mirage Demon was a famous demon in ancient times, he had died in ancient times after all.
The ancient times were tens of thousands of years ago.
After such a long time, the vast ocean has turned into mulberry fields, but the mirage demon's bone powder has not completely decayed and is even extremely powerful, which is really shocking.
"Rumble--"
At this time, a thunder-like sound came from the front. After the bone powder stone palace was shattered, an ancient stone pool emerged behind it. There was no water in the stone pool, only a vast expanse of white and piled bone powder.
Lu Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that the treasure here is the mirage demon's urn?"
"It's not that simple." Tushan Shiyu patted Lu Zhan's arm, signaling him to be serious, and continued: "This urn should be the place where the bones of the mirage demon decay. The treasure may be hidden in it."
The urn was not man-made, but was formed by the remaining power of the mirage after its death.
In the middle of the urn, a purple light was shining brightly and emitting powerful strength. It was obviously the location of the "treasure".
"All this white powder is bone powder, and the stone house just now is also bone powder. Oh my god... could this be the bones of the mirage demon? If so, no wonder it is so powerful."
Some cultivators guessed the origin of the bone powder and looked surprised and confused.
The surroundings gradually calmed down, and the cultivators, who had been nervous and cautious just now, slowly moved towards the urn, their eyes fixed on the purple light in front of them.
However, after the recent incident, no one dared to go deep into the urn to explore for the treasure, and they could only observe from the outside.
Ji Mengli was graceful, she walked into the crowd waving a snow-jade fan, her voice soft and charming:
"Everyone, don't panic. Although the bone fragments were able to penetrate the cultivator, it was not the power of the bone powder itself, but the impact force generated by the explosion of the stone mansion. Now that the sea is calm, it is naturally fine to approach the urn."
In the eyes of outsiders, she is the Saint of Southern Border. She speaks very persuasively. In addition, her voice is soft and clear, which makes many cultivators' bones melt when they hear it.
They instinctively moved towards the urn.
Lu Zhan watched this scene calmly, somewhat admiring Ji Mengli's ability to bewitch people.
Just a few casual words created a lot of scapegoats.
But it was fine this way. The situation was complicated and it was definitely not a good time to take action. Lu Zhan didn't want to get involved for the time being. Since someone was willing to explore the way, it would be the best.
The cultivators walked to the urn, but did not rush in. Instead, they threw a hunted fox into it.
Tushan Shiyu frowned, and clenched his bare hands hidden in his wide sleeves, but in the end he said nothing.
The law of the jungle in this world is that the strong prey on the weak, and this is an eternal law.
"Guji~"
The little fox was thrown into the urn. It was stunned at first, and then ran away as if it had been pardoned, and its figure disappeared into the depths of the dense forest like a stream of light.
Seeing that the fox was fine, the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.
As Ji Mengli said, bone powder is indeed extremely hard, but if it didn't have that impact force, it wouldn't be a big deal.
After walking forward for more than ten feet, the cultivators gradually relaxed. Seeing that there was no danger in the urn, they impatiently approached the purple light, hoping to obtain the treasure.
"laugh……"
Ji Mengli sneered, a look of disdain in her eyes, and walked towards the urn.
And just as Ji Mengli stepped onto the urn, a scream suddenly came from the front.
"what……"
Sharp screams echoed throughout the dense forest, and the bodies of several cultivators walking in front were seen shattered on the spot, as if they were torn apart by something.
A cold and evil aura came from the depths of the urn. Ji Mengli felt cold all over, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake.
She looked terrified and golden light shone all around her. A big hand dropped from the sky, including Ji Mengli, and instantly rescued her from the urn.
Hand of God!
Lu Zhan was not surprised by this. If it weren't for the hand of God, Ji Mengli would have been in jail long ago. How could she go to southern Xinjiang to become a saint?
However, it was the cold gaze in the urn that made Lu Zhan feel a little cold in his heart.
Whether there is a treasure hidden inside... or something else, it is still unknown.
At this moment, there was another unusual movement in the urn ahead.
...
"Wow—"
A strange and sharp cry came from the depths of the urn. The originally calm urn suddenly became turbulent, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the middle. The bone powder fell into the whirlpool, and in the middle of the whirlpool, a pale figure crawled out.
The figure was about the size of a baby, with a strange posture, and crawled out in a twisted manner. It stared at the cultivators present with a cold and resentful look.
Lu Zhan looked ahead seriously and whispered, "What kind of monster is this?"
Tushan Shiyu did not say anything, but just looked at the strange baby figure quietly, his clear eyes full of caution.
Lu Zhan turned around to look at her, and saw that her face was a little pale, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know..." Tushan Shiyu pursed his lips: "I just have a bad feeling..."
Lu Zhan saw Tushan Shiyu's fear. This fear was not just fear of the strong, but more like worry about certain things. He stepped forward and blocked Tushan Shiyu.
Tushan Shiyu let out a breath. She had been fighting in battles for many years and had never had the habit of hiding behind others.
But at this moment, she had no intention of pushing away the person in front of her. She just tiptoed slightly, looked over Lu Zhan's shoulder, and looked ahead quietly.
……
"What is this thing? It actually killed so many cultivators in an instant!"
The cultivators were stared at by the white ghost and felt creepy. They wanted to leave, but the treasure was right before their eyes and they were unwilling to leave like this.
Ji Mengli held the snow jade fan, her face still a little frightened, she said in a tender voice:
"Whatever this thing is, it can't handle so many people at once. Let's attack together and kill it!"
Long Su, who had been sitting not far away, also walked to the vicinity of the urn.
The practitioners used all their magic and martial arts, and the fluctuations of their true Qi were like brilliant fireworks, exploding in the air in an instant.
"Hehehehe..."
The white ghost figure, like a baby, let out a sinister and terrifying laugh. It suddenly opened its mouth wide and rays of divine light spurted out, sweeping away the nearby cultivators.
Long Su sneered, "You bunch of trash, get out of the way!"
"..."
The cultivators looked grim. They subconsciously looked at the tall Long Su. After recognizing her true identity, they became even angrier.
If there hadn't been the white ghost in front of them, it would not have been a good time for a private fight, and they would have turned to deal with Long Su first.
It's just a mere python, how dare it be so arrogant?
Long Su ignored everyone's gazes. She walked to the urn and scanned the crowd:
"All of you cultivators in the realm of creation, at this point, do you still want to continue to hide your incompetence?"
Although there were many cultivators who had just taken action, most of them were in the Mysterious Realm or Half-Step Creation Realm. In a secret realm of this scale, such strength was simply not enough and they naturally could not deal with the white ghost.
Now that Long Su had said this, the cultivators' faces became even uglier.
Just now when they took action to deal with the white ghost, they thought that everyone was working together to fight the enemy, but they didn't expect that the cultivator in the Creation Realm was hiding his true strength and clearly wanted to use them as stepping stones.
The atmosphere suddenly became strange, and five old men in the Creation Realm stepped out. They were unhappy because Long Su had exposed their slacking behavior, and said in a cold voice:
"You are just a python, how dare you speak so arrogantly here? Do you know what this white ghost baby is?"
Long Su was angered by the word "python" and said coldly, "It's just a monster that has been raised in the secret realm for many years. Is it worth your fear?"
Several old men smiled mockingly, the contempt in their eyes was self-evident.
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