Mind Cultivation Record

Even Nascent Soul ancestors like Master Shizune couldn't help but be alert when they saw the pitch-black beam of light bursting out of the ground.

If Master Shizune hadn't seen the opportunity so quickly, I might have been plotted against him. That jet-black beam of light was clearly a secret attack and killing technique at the Nascent Soul level. In other words, if Master Shizune was hit by it, not only would he die, but he would at least be seriously injured.

The jet-black light pillar was three feet in diameter, and what was even more terrible was that it actually contained a trace of strong demonic energy. This was the biggest reason why Master Shizune's face turned livid.

Just as Buddha's light can restrain demonic energy, demonic energy can also restrain Buddha's light.

However, as Master Shizune, she had never heard that there was a Nascent Soul-level demonic cultivator hidden in the Dragon Tiger Pond. If this was true, she would not have dared to make such a big deal before.

Is it possible that something new has happened in Longhutan?

Just when Master Jingyin was thinking about it, nine rays of escaping light flew from all directions. The escaping light reached the ground and revealed nine Buddhist cultivators, all of whom were the ancestors of Yuanying. These nine people were just outside the station. The Nine Nascent Soul Buddha Cultivators, who were searching for the traces of the Grass-headed Miasma Mother, sensed the change in the station and immediately returned to defense, but it was a step too late.

After learning what happened from Master Jingyin's mouth, the nine Buddha cultivators looked at each other in shock.

"Nascent Soul level demon cultivator? This shouldn't be the case!"

"Although the fisherwoman is an ancient relic, she is only a seventh-level monster and not a magical beast. Apart from her, are there other Yuanying-level beings in the Dragon Tiger Pond?"

"What can make Junior Sister Shizune so fearful must be an attack at the Nascent Soul level. I am afraid that Longhutan has changed during the hundreds of years we have let it go!"

The nine great Buddha cultivators spoke to each other, but Master Jingyin never said a word.

"That's right! That donor Xiao..." Someone finally remembered the existence of Xiao Mian, but before he finished speaking, another Buddhist cultivator interrupted: "Huh! Even you and I, the Lord of Nascent Soul, have met. The Grass-headed Miasma Mother should also be careful. It's ridiculous that Donor Xiao actually tried to trap the Grass-headed Miasma Mother with the cultivation of golden elixir. Isn't this asking for death? In my opinion, we don't need to bother to rescue this kid, I'm afraid he has already died. Entering reincarnation!"

The person who said this was the representative of Longhua Temple and the master of Dharma Enlightenment. Among the ten famous temples, Longhua Temple had a lot of quarrels with Xiao Mian.

The other Buddhist cultivators either looked indifferent or lowered their eyebrows in deep thought, but no one said anything. On the contrary, Master Shizune, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Although that boy is a bit hateful, he is my distinguished guest from Western Shu State after all. Why, have you forgotten the instructions given by the young holy monk before he left?" As he spoke, Master Shizune's cold eyes swept over the faces of the nine monks one by one. After that, he finally said calmly: "Besides, the poor nun once said that as long as he does not step out of the station, I will protect his safety. Although he is cunning, he has not crossed the line after all, so the poor nun will naturally do his best to save him."

"Junior sister Jingyin! You still have the sole discretion to decide on the trip to Longhutan..."

"What's there to decide? The Grass-headed Miasma Mother has appeared, so I'll follow her all the way. Even if I can't subdue it, I can't let it cause trouble again. As for the location of the piranha group, you brothers should have already found out, right? One The word - kill!"

After saying that, regardless of the dissuasion of the nine Nascent Soul Buddha cultivators, Master Jingyin set up her escape light and rushed into the Dragon Tiger Pond. The place where she entered the water was exactly where the Grass Head Miasma Mother disappeared.

The nine Buddhist cultivators looked at each other, and then they all shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

After some discussion, everyone set up their escape lights and fled away.

For a moment, the huge station was empty, with only a hole three feet in diameter emitting smoke, indicating the murderous intention that had been hidden before...

Besides, at this time, Xiao Mian finally recovered his ability to move.

In fact, after the Grass-headed Miasma Mother wrapped him up, Xiao Mian recovered from the strange and inexplicable immobilization state. He just realized that the Grass-headed Miasma Mother's miasma seemed to have no intention of harming him, so Xiao Mian simply allowed it to be carried by him. He sneaked into the Dragon Tiger Pond - compared to him robbing the Grass-headed Miasma Mother in front of Master Shizune, wouldn't it be more speechless for Xiao Mian to be held hostage by the Grass-headed Miasma Mother? As for Xiao Mian's future How to escape the poisonous hands of the Grass-headed Miasma Mother, isn't it Xiao Mian who has the final say?

With this wishful thinking in mind, Xiao Mian simply took a closer look at the form of the grass-headed miasma mother.

The grass-headed miasma mother is called a ball of miasma, but it is also unusually solid. If ordinary miasma exists in a gaseous state, then this grass-headed miasma mother is like another ball of liquid.

This is like the difference between true energy and true energy. It indicates that the miasma contained in the Grass Head Miasma Mother is so rich that it can be condensed into liquid, which is obviously extraordinary.

Because of this, Xiao Mian seemed to be wrapped in a transparent liquid film at this time, sinking into the depths of Longhu Pond. Through the layer of grass-headed miasma, Xiao Mian felt that the surroundings were getting darker, colder, and more depressing.

Just when Xiao Mian was considering whether to prevent the Grass-headed Miasma Mother from further sinking, with a sound of waves, the Grass-headed Miasma Mother led him through a thin film.

Suddenly, there was a bright light.

Because he had been at the bottom of a dark pool for a long time, when he suddenly entered a bright place, Xiao Mian even had the illusion of blindness for a moment. After he adapted to the surrounding environment, he was shocked to realize that the grass-headed miasma mother had quietly disappeared and disappeared. trace.

With suspicion, Xiao Mian looked at his surroundings.

You can see that this place is as round as a ball. The diameter of the ball is about ten feet. Xiao Mian is in the center of the ball. The entire wall of the ball is emitting gleaming brilliance, shining through the ball like daylight.

Directly above the round sphere, there is a small pipe leading straight to the sky.

After the grass-headed miasma mother disappeared, Xiao Mian was the only one left in the ball.

What was the purpose of the Grass-Headed Miasma Mother leaving herself here?

Just when Xiao Mian was thinking this, a drizzle of rain suddenly sprayed out from the pipe at the top of the ball. Dots of silver light were like flying needles, flying down towards Xiao Mian's head and face.

In such a strange situation, facing such a mysterious silver rain, how dare Xiao Mian let something like this unknown to him contaminate himself?

Without thinking, Xiao Mian raised his hand and shot out an ice finger, intending to freeze the silver rain.

Unexpectedly, the blue light of the ice soul passed by. Not only was the silver rain not frozen, but it absorbed the energy of the ice soul's fingers, making its body even bigger.

Slightly frightened, Xiao Mian raised his fist, and the five spirit war dragons fired in unison.

The five-color fist shot up into the sky and hit the silver rain head-on.

Although the silver rain was staggered by Xiao Mian's fist, none of the silver rain was broken by the five-spirit war dragon. The fist power and the silver rain were seen stirring back and forth, and the five-color war dragon became smaller and smaller. The rain is getting heavier, thicker, and longer.

At this time, Xiao Mian's expression became solemn.

Obviously, these strange silver rains can actually absorb the opponent's spiritual energy for their own use, thereby continuously strengthening themselves, and in turn dealing with weakened enemies.

With a thought, the Star Magnetic Divine Sword was already in Xiao Mian's hand.

Swinging his sword to chop, wherever he saw, little bits of silver rain were chopped into pieces.

Although the Star Magnetic Divine Sword made great achievements with one strike, when it cut through the silver rain, the Star Magnetic Divine Sword also trembled slightly, and the sword made a rustling sound.

Even flying swords such as the Star Magnetic Divine Sword, which are mid-level magic weapons, are unable to escape completely. This shows how ferocious these silver rains are.

When things come to an end, Xiao Mian can't control so much.

The Star Magnetic Divine Sword rushed back and forth, chopping the silver rain into even smaller pieces. At the end of the cut, the liquid silver rain was shattered into a gaseous silver mist. But seeing this, Xiao Mian's face did not feel relaxed, but became more solemn. Just because, even in such a situation, the silver mist still cannot be completely eliminated.

Obviously, no matter whether it was the Ice Soul Finger, the Five Spirits War Dragon or the Star Magnetic Divine Sword, they could not cause substantial damage to the Silver Rain.

In desperation, Xiao Mian had to turn to Guitou for help.

Unexpectedly, Guitou, who has always been proud of being well-informed, was also confused when he saw the silver mist. He hesitated and couldn't explain why, but he did express his suspicion-this silver mist , some are like the original full scorpion blue blood haze, which is probably a kind of poison.

After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Mian invited Bai Caiwei out.

Bai Caiwei was shocked when she saw the squirming silver mist.

"This is the Silver Spirit, a very dangerous thing!"

"Aunt Bai! What is a silver spirit? How should we get rid of it?"

After the initial shock, Bai Caiwei calmed down a little, and saw that although the silver mist was squirming, it seemed that it could not turn into silver rain again for a while. Bai Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief, but did not bother to answer Xiao Mian's question. Instead, he looked at the surrounding environment, but the more he looked, the more livid Bai Caiwei's face became.

"Hey! What can I say about you?" Turning to look at Xiao Mian, Bai Caiwei smiled bitterly: "You kid, why did you end up in a place like this? You are really capable of tossing!"

Xiao Mian was speechless, but he didn't know how to explain...