Automatic Immortal Cultivation Assist System

Chapter 134 Silk Book, Jade Leaf

While Hu Li was fighting with the bull-headed jailer, Daoist Fuchen looked at the surrounding environment blankly. Just now, he was obviously still fighting with those wandering spirits that emerged from the stone tablet, but in the blink of an eye, Being teleported to an empty space with nothing, everything just now disappeared inexplicably.

"what happened……"

Daoist Fuchen was in confusion when a white light flashed beside him, and a strange Taoist appeared beside him, holding a long knife in his hand, and was raising it above his head to chop down!

"Hey, I'm so stupid..." Daoist Fuchen took two steps back to avoid the falling blade, and was about to open his mouth to curse, when there was a flash of white light beside him, a naked man with strange runes tattooed all over his body A big white man appeared out of nowhere, he held a short blade in each hand, squatted on the ground and looked around with a vigilant expression, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes when he saw Daoist Fuchen and the two.

As time goes by, the white light seems to have a certain pattern, and it will flash again every few breaths, followed by different practitioners. The same thing is that everyone was originally fighting with wandering souls in Huangquan Road. When it was killed, it was sent out suddenly.

The edge of this open space has been explored by the practitioners who appeared behind. Like the inside of Huangquan Road, there is no way out. The practitioners who have been transferred here seem to be able to wait silently for the subsequent changes in this ancient cave.

Daoist Fuchen looked at more and more people in the venue, and knew in his heart that some uncontrollable change must have occurred inside this ancient cave, otherwise it would be impossible to suddenly shut down the space where so many people were, and keep them all together. One transfer to this place.

"What kind, or who caused the change, can interrupt the pre-set mechanism..."

"Could it be..."

"Senior Hu Li?"

……

Another cyan sword light pierced through the black mist and divided the body of the bull-headed jailer into several sections. Hu Li heaved a long sigh of relief seeing the bull-headed jailer who had completely collapsed under the Thunder-Thunning Sword and could no longer recover.

"Finally consumed this thing."

Hu Li looked at the growing evolution point on the attribute panel, and then turned his head to look at the Huangquan Road stele. He saw that there was no longer black mist emerging from it, and cracks gradually spread, and finally the whole collapsed and fell to the ground.

"I actually shattered myself... It's the fourth-order soul monster's turn later..."

He shook the Thunder-Tuning Sword in his hand, sat in the cave and waited silently. The Thunder-Tuning Sword had already been fully charged. As long as the fourth-order soul-type monster showed its head, it would have to bear the explosive blow of the Thunder-Tuning Sword when it was unsheathed. !
The scattered broken stones turned into black mist and gathered again to form a new Huangquan Road stele. However, the condensed stone stele this time is different from the solid and heavy feeling before. It not only presents a translucent texture, but also reveals a vain It feels as if it will be blown away in the wind at any time!

Sure enough, shortly after the new Huangquan Road stele was solidified, there was a crisp sound like glass breaking, and the translucent stele decomposed into black mist again!

"What do you mean... this thing... can't be hardened?"

Hu Li looked at the black mist that was trying to reassemble in front of him, and couldn't help muttering in his heart. Could it be that the third-level bull-headed jailer is the limit of Huangquan Road?
He always felt that something was wrong. The black mist that had just scattered was clearly still being reorganized into a stele, but for some unknown reason, the reorganized stele could not be maintained and collapsed inexplicably.

"Is it related to the current vitality of the world?"

After the translucent stele collapsed, the surrounding black mist no longer gathered, but sank into the ground and disappeared one after another. In the place where the Huangquan Road stele was originally placed and was shrouded in black mist, there was an extra opening, which was revealed after the black mist disappeared. come out.

Below the opening is a stone ladder extending downwards. Hu Li released his spiritual thoughts to investigate and found that behind the stone ladder was an empty stone room. There was only a page of silk books and a green jade leaf on the ground.

After thinking for a while, he jumped out of the big hole in the wall, went to the opening on the ground, walked down the stone ladder, entered the stone room, picked up the silk book and jade leaves from the ground, and then spread the silk book to read carefully.

The silk book records the origin of this giant tortoise and Huangquan Road. It is about a monk who had a mysterious origin and loved to study and transform all kinds of monsters. Huangquan Heishui's magic circle, and tried to apply it to this giant fishtail turtle.

The so-called black water of Huangquan refers to all the negative energy accumulated in the dark side of the world, such as filth, foulness, resentment, and anger. The souls of the creatures who die with negative energy in the world will sink into the dark side of the world and merge into the black water of Huangquan .

In a world where the vitality of heaven and earth is low, this black water from the Yellow Spring basically has no effect on the living world, but once the vitality of the world rises, the black water from the dark side of the world will gradually boil with its activity. When it boils to a certain critical point, the black water will invade the world, wantonly harming the creatures in this world.

Originally, I wanted to spread rumors that a treasure was about to be born in the practice world, and introduced the Sifang monks into the body of the giant tortoise to try the specific effect of the magic circle on the black water of the yellow spring in a large area. The mysterious monk recorded the general situation on the silk book, set up the giant tortoise to continue the experiment when the black water reappeared, and then left in a hurry to seek a way out.

"This so-called treasure is indeed a fake. This giant fish-tailed turtle turned out to be someone else's laboratory..." Hu Li curled his lips, put away the page of the silk book, and turned to consider the jade leaf that was placed with the silk book.

"The silk script didn't say what it is..." He rubbed the jade leaf for a long time, and then scanned it several times with his spiritual sense, but he didn't find anything special about the jade leaf.

"The system didn't give any hint, so put it away first..." Hu Li shook his head, put the silk book and jade leaves into the sword fairy picture scroll, then walked out of the stone room and returned to the confined space above.

"There must be something wrong with this place, and it may be related to the lack of activity of the vitality of the world. After all, when designing at the time, it should not have considered the sudden change of the vitality of the world..."

Hu Li looked at the confined space in front of him, sighed, and was about to return to the big hole that was blown out before and continue digging out, when suddenly a white light flashed in front of him, and he was teleported directly to the open space where other monks were!

Hu Li, who had just been teleported out, saw a large group of monks standing scattered with weapons in their hands, looking alert, and beside them were the corpses of several monks lying on the ground.

He released his spiritual thoughts, and found that there was a mass of rolling human-shaped black mist in the middle of the crowd, and it rushed into the crowd from time to time, causing riots among the monks.

Zhang Dongyan and the others were also in the crowd. Facing the intrusion of the black mist, although they continued to fight back with their long swords or various spells, they had little effect in the face of the black mist that could continue to recover.

"This is... a cultivator polluted by the black water of the Yellow Spring?"

(End of this chapter)