MTL - Senior Brother is Number One In the World-Chapter 268 Lingxian Mountain
Chapter 268 Lingxian Mountain
The speed of the man in the purple gold mask was several times faster than hers. She could hardly feel him moving, but they were floating up very fast.
Howls got farther and farther away from her, until they turned into a group of black spots, and she was out of the sea before she wanted to ask again.
She was lifted up into the air, and the weight of her whole body was completely hung on the man in the purple-gold mask.
The salty sea breeze entered her nostrils, and Gu Subai was woken up. Her eyes were slightly cold and she pushed away the man in the purple-gold mask. With a dangerous light, she turned around, and with an arc of light thrown from the hem of her clothes, she stood firmly on the man's body in the purple-gold mask. opposite.
The purple-gold mask was so dazzlingly refracted by the sun that she slightly misaligned her eyes and didn't look directly at the mask.
The man in the purple-gold mask was dressed in a black robe, and his temperament was extremely cold. He hung in the air, with one left foot slightly raised back, and his hands behind his back.
"Thank you, fellow daoist," Gu Subai gave a slight salute, his tone so cold that it was scumbag.
Appeared inexplicably. She didn't believe that there were such helpful monks in the cultivation world.
The man in the purple-gold mask didn't answer, but Gu Subai could feel that his eyes were on her body, and moved from her body to her hands.
She was still holding the Howling Inner Alchemy in her hand, as if to tell the other party her attitude, she took the Howling Inner Alchemy into the Lingfu with a slight squeeze.
Sure enough, the man in the purple-gold mask became stiff for a moment, and his purpose was indeed howling to listen to Neidan.
Gu Subai is not a talkative person, even if she is polite, she will not say too much, and she never takes it as a favor to help her with a purpose, that is, she does not feel that she owes the masked man in front of her a favor.
The two were silent at high altitude for a long time, Gu Subai wanted to catch his eyes with sharp eyes, always said eyes are the windows to the soul, she always told him that if he wanted to steal her inner alchemy, he would have to fight her It's been a game.
But the purple-gold mask of the masked man was too dazzling. She was forced to turn her eyes away by the purple-gold mask as soon as she saw it.
At that moment, she seemed to hear a soft muffled laugh from the other party's throat. It was so short and light that she almost thought it was an auditory hallucination.
When she looked away from the corner of her eye again, the man in black robe was no longer on the opposite side. This man left a deep impression on Gu Subai.
He was dressed in a dark robe, but the mask was very sloppy. She probably would think of this man when she saw the same color mask.
The main reason is that there is a somewhat gloomy atmosphere around this person, and this gloom is in just the right position, not too dark to be too dark, nor too shallow to be neutral.
The other party left without any intention of robbing her, so Gu Subai also withdrew the thunderball in his hand behind his back. This man is above the Nascent Soul, a formidable enemy. She had just consumed part of her spiritual power. Not necessarily a good deal.
More importantly, she doesn't like others to grab things from her, even if they are insignificant things, what's more, what the other party is looking for is not insignificant things, but what she has spent half an hour in exchange for. inner alchemy.
She couldn't stay above the sea for a long time, in case some monster jumped up and swallowed her in one gulp. She quickly left the sea with the sword, mainly because she was a little nauseous looking at the endless horizon.
When she got to the beach, Gu Subai let out a long sigh of relief, she didn't like the fishy smell of the sea either.
There is a strange forest named Lingxian Mountain in the west. It is as beautiful as a fairyland. There are no powerful monsters. Lingzhi runs everywhere, but not many monks dare to go there.
It turns out that Lingxian Mountain has a natural illusion and obsession. It doesn't matter where you are a monk who fits or is out of the body. Many monks are greedy for the spiritual plants of Lingxian Mountain, but they all fell into it.
No one knows what the illusion in Lingxian Mountain is like, whether it is a simple illusion or a dangerous illusion.
The former just keeps you trapped in one place and you can never get out; the latter is aggressive and will make you see the things you fear, care about and easily shake your heart, and those who are in a bad mood will directly breed demons. Sometimes it will lure monks to more dangerous places and degenerate directly.
Looking at Lingxian Mountain from a distance, it really looks like a fairy, with white mist floating in the forest, and the larks are clearing its crisp singing voice.
A white figure quickly skipped past the entrance of Lingxian Mountain, and just skipped in without a pause. Her movement was so fast that it startled a group of brightly colored spirit birds.
Gu Subai was immediately thrown by the rich wood aura upon entering Lingxian Mountain. It was a pity that she couldn't absorb it. When she had a chance, she must throw Bai Liuxian here.
Spiritual plants are everywhere, wood spirits are rich in you, there are few people, and the surroundings are quiet. It is an excellent retreat for alchemy.
The purpose of coming to Lingxian Mountain is that there are condensed flowers here, and the main effect of condensed flowers is to make all the spiritual plants that are not suitable for merging be fused together.
She will immediately use the Lingzhi of this small world and the immortal plant of her Lingfu to make alchemy. The two breaths are different and it is difficult to make alchemy, so the alchemy is the most important.
Of course she wasn't the one who made alchemy, otherwise she wouldn't have had the idea of bringing Bai Liuxian here before.
Originally, she had planned to absorb the medicinal properties of Lingzhi directly, but the effect of the medicine was a bit weak, but there was no way that the spiritual plants of the two worlds could not blend together.
Until she inquired about the effects of congealing flowers in the western realm, she was tempted. All in all, it is only by refining into alchemy that these treasures of heaven, material and earth can be used to their full potential.
Gu Subai ran into a field of reeds taller than her, and she impatiently pushed aside the reeds in front of her with her sword.
She was holding the exquisite plate that she thought was useless.
At this time, the Linglong Pan came in handy. She only needed to run all over the mountain and wait for the Linglong Pan to record the landmarks of Lingxian Mountain. To her, the mere misty illusion was like a decoration.
If she encounters a phantom state of mind, she is not afraid. Her Gu Subai's state of mind is so strong that ordinary people can't imagine.
When it was getting dark, Gu Subai took Linglong to run halfway around Lingxian Mountain, and when she passed half of the valley, she stopped in her tracks, because the valley was full of white Lianning flowers.
Lianning flowers are similar to Mengtan flowers, shining white light in the dark night, like a dream, surprisingly beautiful.
Putting away the Linglong plate, Gu Subai took out several spiritual boxes and squatted on the ground, picked off the white flowers with bare hands and threw them into the spiritual boxes.
A box of three flowers, picked three full flowers Gu Su Bai stretched out his hand and waved away the fireflies surrounding the flowers, closed the box and put it into the Lingfu.
The Lian Ninghua is delicate, once it is taken off, it must be stored in a spiritual box immediately, so as not to lose its medicinal properties.
She only picked the ones that bloomed well and were full of light, and picked them all the way to the middle of the flowers. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a red one that stood out among the group of white lights.
The red flower is the size of a rattan's palm, and it is wrapped around the body of a Lianning flower. The red petals are long and thin, and the stamen is light blue. .
Gu Subai was looking at it with great interest, a long hand with well-defined bony joints scrambled in, and directly picked off the only red vine flower.
Looking up the man's arm, he saw the man in the purple-gold mask who he had only seen two days ago.
The black robe of the man in the purple-gold mask blended into the night, and the black silk was attached to the back of his head. Only his purple-gold mask gave him a color that could distinguish him in the thick night.
(end of this chapter)
