The Lord of Soul Palace

Chapter 128 Incomplete state of mind!The original fruit of the dragon and phoenix! (First update! Please subscribe!)

Hun Miesheng grabbed the golden chain and wanted to crush the chain directly.

"do not touch!"

The old dryad shouted hastily.

However, it was too late.

The runes on the golden chain surged, and a strangely cold ice-attributed force gushed out of the chain without warning, freezing Hun Miesheng and most of the cave together!

"Sure enough?"

The old dryad shook his head regretfully, and was about to look away.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a man of the past. Even a dead thing can have such power."

In the dark barrier in the center of the ice, a chuckle suddenly came out.

Purple-black flames, golden arcs of lightning, and black one-element heavy water exploded in an instant, submerging the entire cave...

After half an hour.

The earth shook, accompanied by a muffled rumbling sound, the gate of life and death shattered, and the entire mountain range behind the Misty Cloud Sect gradually collapsed.

Two figures stood in the sky above, watching all this quietly.

"Let's go."

Hun Miesheng put away a broken chain in his hand and said to the old tree spirit beside him.

At this moment, the old dryad had turned into the appearance of a long-bearded old man, with emerald green hair mixed with some branches and leaves.

He looked at the collapsed gate of life and death, which was also the place where he had been imprisoned for nearly ten thousand years, and shook his head. The figures of the two gradually disappeared.

Naturally, the changes that happened here were quickly known to the people of the Medusa Empire.

A woman in a white skirt with a Douhuang cultivation level came to investigate with nearly a hundred soldiers. She looked at the collapsed mountain range and shook her head dully, but found nothing, so she had to leave after half a day...

Hun Miesheng brought the old tree spirit back to the Soul Palace. The old tree spirit has good knowledge and strength. He has been imprisoned for nearly ten thousand years, and now he is especially excited when he escapes.

Soon he became one with the people in Soul Hall, chattering non-stop.

Hun Miesheng was also happy with this, it would be great if he could get some more words out of his mouth.

When the old tree spirit saw the Enan poison body of the little doctor fairy and the source of the nine-color ghost flower poison, he was beyond shocked.

"The combination of the Enandu body and the ten-thousand-year-old poison is simply a match made in heaven!"

The old tree spirit rolled his eyes and suddenly asked, "Little girl, as long as you recognize me as your master, I will teach you the method of controlling the poison source, how about displaying the truly terrifying power of the Enan poison body?"

Hun Miesheng put the little fairy doctor in his arms, chuckled, "You old man really know how to take advantage of my woman to call you master?"

"Also, what can you teach her?"

"If you don't bark, don't bark. I'm just joking, just joking." The old tree spirit smiled embarrassingly.

"However, it's true that this girl's control over the Nine-Color Ghost Flower and the Enan Poison Body is indeed poor."

The little fairy doctor was a little bit dissatisfied after hearing the old tree spirit's words, "Killing rotting bones, poisoning thousands of miles, is this not bad?"

The old dryad smiled and shook his head.

"To kill the body with poison is just the lowest level of poison. A truly brilliant poison master can kill people invisible."

"If the Nine Colors Ghost Flower can only kill and rot bones, it can't be called a strange poison in the world."

The little fairy doctor looked at Hun Miesheng expectantly, obviously she was interested in the old tree spirit's poison control method.

Hun Miesheng smiled lightly, and looked at the old tree spirit, "If you don't have anything to do, it's either rape or robbery. Helping us, what good will it do you?"

"I'm happy to see a talent, old man, isn't it?"

"Enandu's body, plus being immortalized by the nine-color ghost flower, I also want to see how she can grow to various levels."

The old tree spirit stroked his long beard.

Seeing the appearance of the old tree spirit, Hun Miesheng was naturally happy, and the little fairy doctor becoming stronger would only benefit him and not harm him.

In the next month, Hun Miesheng began to retreat. The advancement was too fast a few days ago, and his cultivation needs to be stable.

The outside world was in turmoil at the moment, and a large number of people gathered to go to the extreme north. Some Zhongzhou forces formed an alliance and sent their elites to the restricted area where few people set foot.

Soul Miesheng was not in a hurry. According to the old tree spirit, the appearance of the phantom of the temple this time was just a precursor.

It may take at least two or three years for the temple to truly appear in the world.

An inexplicable sense of anxiety lingered in Hun Miesheng's heart. In a month's time, neither his cultivation nor his soul power had improved at all.

"Cultivation is advancing too fast, can't your mood keep up?"

Hun Miesheng pondered for a long time, and finally came up with this answer.

It is necessary to improve the state of mind and get rid of this trace of negative emotions, otherwise no matter how much he cultivates, it will be useless.

Thinking of this, he stepped out of the secret room in one step.

Just after leaving the secret room, a beautiful figure walked towards her. When the girl saw Hun Miesheng, her eyes were slightly flustered.

As soon as he turned around, he was about to run away.

"You have been hiding from me for more than a month, where else do you want to hide?"

Hun Miesheng stopped in front of Zi Yan and said with a chuckle.

"Not at all."

Zi Yan looked at Hun Miesheng, and thought of the previous scene for no reason, her face turned red, and she hummed softly.

Hun Miesheng spread his hands helplessly, "Tell me, what can you do for me?"

"How did brother know?"

Zi Yan was slightly taken aback, looking at Hun Mie Sheng.

"With your expression, you almost have something on your mind written on your face."

Hun Miesheng pinched her face and smiled lightly.

Zi Yan stuck out her tongue, and then told her about the bottleneck in her cultivation.

Hun Miesheng frowned, and used his soul power to check her cultivation, and sure enough, it was the same as a month ago, without any progress.

"By the way, the dragon seal on my forehead seems to be a little hot these days."

Zi Yan said suddenly.

Hun Miesheng stretched out his fingers and touched Zi Yan's forehead, on which a little purple-gold dragon seemed to be dancing slowly.

A low dragon roar came out, as if it was thirsting for food.

Looking at this dragon spirit, Hun Miesheng's heart suddenly moved.

If the blood essence of the real dragon needed for the transformation of the true dragon in the nine transformations of the true spirit is replaced by the blood essence of the mutated Taixu ancient dragon, it should be possible.

"Girl, I need a drop of your blood, can you?"

Hun Miesheng looked at Zi Yan with fiery eyes, and suddenly said.

"Of course you can, brother."

Zi Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

As she spoke, her slender fingers touched her forehead.

"I need it, but not now."

Hun Miesheng shook his head and grabbed her wrist.

"Just say it, Zi Yan can give it to brother at any time."

Hun Miesheng shook his head, she is really a silly girl.

To be honest, when he tricked this girl here, all he thought was to plot against the Taixu Gulong Clan.

"Don't say I bullied you."

"Follow me, I will take you to get the original fruit of the dragon and phoenix."

Hun Miesheng knocked Zi Yan's head hard, and said.

"Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit? Hasn't this been out for a thousand years?"

Zi Yan rubbed her head, staring at Hun Mie Sheng with wide eyes.

"Brother, will I hurt you?"

Hun Miesheng smiled and pulled Zi Yan into the void.

(End of this chapter)