Chronicles of the Green Vine: A Mortal’s Path to Immortality

Let's talk about Zhang Ling. In the space within the treasure cauldron, he saw the gray giant dragon and felt the heavy pressure emanating from its body.

He only had his Nascent Soul spiritual body left. Although he didn't want to fight, he had to feign composure, forcefully stimulate his mana, and brace himself for a desperate fight.

Three flying swords formed from spiritual power hovered in front of him, emitting dazzling sword light, ready to attack at any moment.

After the gray giant dragon flew up from the golden pool below, it also glared at him, but it didn't immediately attack.

Zhang Ling's condensed divine sense avatar frowned slightly as he considered whether to launch an attack first.

A strange laugh entered his ears.

"Oh, Spiritual Eye Divine Power! To be able to use such divine power with a Nascent Soul spiritual body, you are no ordinary person."

This voice sounded abruptly, and Zhang Ling's face changed. "Who?" He turned his gaze and sensed that the voice came from the stone wall beside him, which displayed many identical green faces.

At first glance, the faces on the stone wall didn't change, all with a peaceful expression with their eyes closed. But upon closer inspection, among these many faces, one face seemed to come alive, making a slight smiling expression.

Zhang Ling immediately stared at this face, sensing a similarly strong divine soul power from it.

"I have been sleeping in the cauldron for who knows how many years, and I have never seen an outsider come in. You can come in and see through my scattered divine senses, it seems that the restrictions on the Dragon Essence Cauldron Dragon Essence Cauldron have been worn away. Fate, alas..." As the face spoke, it sighed, and the entire face emitted a dazzling green light.

Suddenly, the stone wall trembled violently, and all the masks on it opened their eyes, and at the same time, they all let out a cry of surprise.

The sighs overlapped, forming a strange sound wave, and Zhang Ling immediately felt his divine sense avatar vibrate, as if he had received a divine sense attack.

He quickly circulated the Nine Yuan Refining God Technique Nine Yuan Refining God Technique to stabilize his mind, and he dispelled the uncomfortable feeling.

Looking at the stone wall again, all the faces on it flew out, quickly overlapping each other, gathering into a gray-green human face.

The human face opened its mouth and sucked, and the thick gray mist that was floating around, like rivers flowing into the sea, all poured into his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings became clearer, and after absorbing all the gray mist, this human face transformed into a divine sense avatar that looked just like Zhang Ling.

Looking at its appearance and form, it was an old man wearing a Taoist robe.

The old man flashed to the side of the gray giant dragon, patted the dragon's head, and the giant dragon let out a low growl/whine. Its body quickly shrunk, and in an instant, it turned into a gray little dragon only the thickness of a thumb, coiling around his arm.

Although Zhang Ling stared at all of this expressionlessly, his heart was already on high alert, and he became even more vigilant.

Because as soon as the gray-robed old man's phantom condensed, his aura instantly increased many times. The entire avatar also looked like a real person, and it didn't look illusory.

If this entire process hadn't happened before his eyes, Zhang Ling would have found it difficult to recognize.

From the feeling, it was much stronger than the hundred- zhang, a unit of length tall divine sense avatar he had just condensed.

The old man glanced at Zhang Ling calmly, "Presumably you can also see that I am just an avatar without much soul power, just a phantom left by the main body, and I can't even seize the body ."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling did not relax his vigilance, but a smile appeared on his face, and he bowed to the old man as a junior and asked, "I don't know the senior's esteemed name, why did you bring the junior here."

The old man stroked the gray little dragon in his hand and shook his head slightly. "It's not that I intentionally brought you in, but the restrictions left by my true body on the Dragon Essence Cauldron, exerted the soul-capturing power. Once someone gets close, it will capture the soul of the approaching creature.

But from my memory, the soul-capturing power should be stronger. Even if you have condensed the Nascent Soul, it can easily extract your soul from the Nascent Soul. But seeing that you still have the Nascent Soul spiritual body to protect you, I think the soul-capturing power has greatly decreased. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to use spiritual power in the cauldron. It would only be a wisp of essence soul, quickly devoured by my ignorant and unconscious scattered divine senses."

The old man pointed to the stone wall behind him, and he saw that countless expressionless green faces had once again appeared on the stone wall.

"As for my name, you can call me Long Bo Long Bo, a name."

"Long Bo?"

Hearing the old man's name, Zhang Ling thought of the Long family. Could it be that the old man in front of him is a Long family cultivator, a divine sense avatar of that old monster of the Long family.

A divine sense avatar has such power, then the cultivation of the true body must have exceeded the Nascent Soul stage.

Zhang Ling's mind raced, but his face did not show anything. After pondering for a moment, he respectfully said again, "This junior has no intention of coveting the senior's treasure, please forgive me, senior. Can the senior let me leave? This junior will leave this place immediately."

The old man did not answer him immediately, but instead paid attention to Zhang Ling's cultivation. "I see that you are also a destined person, not only is your cultivation not weak, but you have also practiced the Nascent Soul magic weapon Nascent Soul magic weapon. There are not many people who can successfully practice this kind of soul weapon in the middle-level interface. If I remember correctly, the outside is a certain human world interface. To be able to condense the Nascent Soul magic weapon, it seems that you have a lot of opportunities.

However, your Nascent Soul magic weapon seems to be just a prototype, not complete. I have a treasure here that can help you refine the Nascent Soul magic weapon completely."

Zhang Ling's expression froze when he heard this. He didn't pay much attention to the treasure that the old man said would help him cultivate. He was quite surprised in his heart. This old man actually saw that he had a Nascent Soul magic weapon. Could it be that he was wrong? This person is not a Long family cultivator, could it be an upper realm cultivator like Lan Que Lan Que, a name.

"My true body is indeed not a cultivator from the human world." The old man seemed to see through his doubts and said with a chuckle. "If you want to leave this place, I can help you. But you need to agree to one condition."

Zhang Ling's brows furrowed a little. It seemed that this old man would not let him leave easily. If he was in good condition and his physical body and treasures were all there, he might be able to break through this place and leave.

But now, his situation is not very good. Although the old man is not his true body, but just a divine sense avatar, just the aura is at least three or four times stronger than him.

After weighing it in his heart, Zhang Ling decided to listen to the conditions this person said first.

"I don't know what the senior wants this junior to do."

The old man stared at him and said affirmatively. "My condition is very simple, I want to borrow your Yuanshen Yuanshen, primordial spirit for a while."

Zhang Ling's face changed drastically, "What does the senior mean by this?"

He immediately thought that the old man wanted to seize his body, but on second thought, no, he doesn't have a physical body now, so there's no point in talking about that.

On another thought, his Nascent Soul spiritual body and Yuanshen can also be devoured.

Could it be that this old guy wants to devour him and increase his own strength? This possibility is not small.

But thinking about it this way doesn't seem right either. If this old man wanted to devour him, why would he talk so much nonsense?