Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 219 Spring and Autumn Cicada

“There is a high probability that there is not even one top-quality spiritual stone in the entire Qingfeng Sect... Uncle Ge may have one, but even if he does, it will only be one or two at most.”

Bai Zichen was holding this top-grade fire spirit stone, his expression was as usual, but his heart couldn't stop being happy.

 One top-quality spiritual stone can be exchanged for two hundred high-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to four million low-grade spiritual stones.

His entire wealth, excluding the Ziwei Thunder Sword Embryo, is not as good as this top-quality spiritual stone that seems to be beating with flames.

The best spiritual stone can almost be regarded as the foundation of a Nascent Soul Sect.

Like the Holy Lotus Sect, in the dark ages when there was no True Lord Nascent Soul, they relied on their reserves of top-quality spiritual stones to fully unleash the power of the fourth-level formation in order to fend off the powerful enemies of the Nascent Soul level.

 Usually, top-quality spiritual stones only appear at high-end barter exchange meetings. No Nascent Soul Lord is willing to use them to pay for normal items.

It is really rare to find the best spiritual stone in the world of immortality. Even if you dig out a large spiritual stone vein, you may not be able to find a single top-quality spiritual stone.

Bai Zichen was able to encounter this top-quality spiritual stone in the lava, which can only be said to be a blessing.

"It should be a top-grade spiritual stone that took tens of thousands of years to condense under the volcano. It floated out and I got it... There is something weird underneath. The second-level spiritual veins last for hundreds of thousands of years, let alone ten thousand years." It is impossible to sublimate the best spiritual stone."

Originally, I planned to find out what happened after forming a pill, but it seemed that it would be best to have a late-stage cultivation of the pill.

If the depths of the volcano really go straight to the center of the earth, it would not be surprising that a top-quality spiritual stone would be produced.

 But then, the risks involved will increase a hundred times.

Connected to the lungs of the earth, it is the most filthy and evil. If the true poisonous fire from the center of the earth is erupted, it will spread thousands of miles around.

Even if Yuanying Zhenjun encounters this kind of thing, he will find it very difficult.

"Forget it, it's better to be careful. It really triggered the poisonous fire in the center of the earth, and a large area deep in the Black Mountain became a Jedi uninhabitable. I'm afraid it will trigger a beast tide... Even Feiyue Lake is within the scope of influence. In one fell swoop, most of the foundation that the sect has finally established in Black Mountain will be destroyed."

Bai Zichen gave himself a wake-up call. Fortunately, he had some spare energy when doing things, and he stopped immediately when he realized that he was approaching the limit of Nishang Yuyi.

The liquid mana cultivated by the Fire Dragon Guiyuan Sutra has increased in strength under such circumstances. If Nishang Yuyi is forcibly activated, Chi Lianshao can say that he can go down another hundred feet.

 If you really want to do that, the risk will be great.

"A top-grade fire spirit stone can completely replace the effect of the Tiangang Spirit Gathering Formation. It can be used when impacting the core formation, but I can't use it... I shouldn't be able to use such a precious spirit stone in a short time. It would be a waste to trade it. A child walking across the street holding gold attracts covetous people.”

 Bai Zichen suddenly discovered that the best spiritual stone was good, but it had no effect before he formed the elixir.

“Perhaps we can directly absorb the pure fire spiritual power in the best spiritual stone. Anyway, if we use some of it, we can slowly absorb it and recover on our own in the future.”

He found a jade box and solemnly put away this top-grade fire spirit stone.

 A small piece can be worth four million low-grade spiritual stones. No matter how high the standard is, it cannot be exaggerated.

I found a jade slip and recorded the location of the volcano and the strangeness of the lava underneath. When I returned to the sect, I passed it to the Chuan Gong Hall.

 If he doesn’t come, he will also warn other monks in the sect to avoid this volcano.

 In the following days, Bai Zichen went to an ice cave and a giant tree of 100 feet.

There are countless branching passages in the ice cave, and the spiritual consciousness is limited. An inadvertent foundation-building monk may indeed fall into it.

He carefully left a mark of his spiritual consciousness at every fork in the road. With the strength of his spiritual consciousness that was far superior to that of the monks who completed the Foundation Establishment, he spent a month walking around the ice cave. He did see a few white bones, but they were dead. All are hundreds of years old.

 The relics left behind are all ordinary magic weapons. After such a long time, they have been eroded by time and wind and frost, and they are broken into pieces when touched.

And the giant tree of a hundred feet is an ancient tree that has become a spirit, and it is clearly recorded in the Chuan Gong Hall that it has reached the third level standard.

But the ancient tree only has a very weak spiritual intelligence. It usually takes root deeply in the ground to absorb spiritual energy. Unless it breaks into its territory, it will never take the initiative to hurt anyone.

For such third-level vegetation monsters that can be considered harmless to humans and animals, Qingfengmen has not included them as targets of conquest in previous land reclamation wars.

Of course, another very important point is that destroying the ancient trees has no additional benefits other than harvesting a large number of third-level spiritual trees.

Unlike other third-level demon kings, they all occupy third-level spiritual veins as their own territory.

As a rare plant spirit, ancient trees do not seem to have high requirements for the level of the spiritual land. They can absorb enough spiritual energy just by relying on countless underground rhizomes that are thousands of feet long.

 After comprehensive consideration, the hundred-foot-long ancient tree has become the last target in all Qingfengmen's land reclamation war plans.

Bai Zichen turned into sword light and used the speed of his sword to circle around the edge of the ancient tree, but still did not see Su Li.

 According to past experience, there was an experience where a sect elder was trapped by the branches of an ancient tree for several months and was finally released.

 That's why Zhou Suqing listed this place as one of the places where Suli might fall.

“There is one last location left. If there is no more, I will have no choice but to turn around and go back to Feiyue Lake…”

Bai Zichen took a simple map and checked the directions.

He has spent nearly three months searching for Su Li. As a fellow disciple who is not a life-or-death acquaintance, he has done his utmost to be kind and righteous.

Although he harvested a top-quality spiritual stone during the search, his original intention was to save people, not for reward.

 The last location is a mysterious valley, where a sect elder clearly disappeared a hundred years ago.

But subsequent rescue efforts were sent out, and no clues were found after staying in the mysterious valley for more than a month, so the matter had to be left alone.

Zhou Suqing is well-read and has read almost all the miscellaneous notes in the sect before he knows the story of this mysterious valley.

It was already night when Bai Zichen flew near the valley, so he found a dry place to sit cross-legged and meditate all night.

 Waiting until daybreak, he picked up his sword and stepped into the valley.

The valley is long and narrow, and you can see the end at a glance. There are only a few first-order monsters running on the hills on both sides.

　　It only took an hour to measure the valley with both feet.

“It doesn’t look like there’s anything unusual. How could a foundation-building monk disappear for no reason... Little guy, come out to work.”

Bai Zichen used the dead horse as a living doctor and released Gungun from the spirit beast bag.

Going back to the outside world from the environment in the spirit beast bag, Gungun felt a little dizzy. He turned around twice before barking at his owner.

 The complex meaning conveyed can be basically understood to mean that it does not like the environment in the spirit beast bag and does not want to stay in it in the future.

“Okay, okay, I’ll try to let you stay outside in the future...or I’ll try to buy a high-grade spirit beast bag when I go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Workshop next time.”

Bai Zichen is wearing a medium-grade spirit animal bag, which is already the best in the market.

The space inside is barely enough to roll around and jump around twice. No spiritual beast would like to be confined to such a cramped space.

The space of a high-grade spirit beast bag can be several times larger, at least equivalent to a small yard, which is much more comfortable.

 But only the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect sells spirit beast bags of this level, which are worth a lot of money.

 Gungun jumped twice, received the master's request, and started running happily in and out of the valley.

The four short legs were waving one after another, and they were biting two wild flowers along the way. I really didn’t know whether they were having fun or working.

 About half an hour later, Gungun ran back to him and bumped into him hard.

“Did you really notice something strange?”

Hang Gungun came out just to do his best, but he didn’t expect that the little guy has made great achievements recently.

 It is not clear whether it is related to Zurich, but at least it has found the mystery hidden under the calm surface of the mysterious valley.

 “You mean, there’s something wrong behind this wall?”

Bai Zichen glanced at the rolling stone wall that roared crazily. His consciousness was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he could only sense the thick stone wall.

 In normal times, you might have ignored it, but now that Gungun sensed a special aura, it seemed extremely abrupt.

 Gun Gun's sensing ability is different from the monk's spiritual consciousness. It is an ability deeply rooted in the blood.

Whether it is the essence and blood of the holy beast hidden deep in the ground in the Bai family ancestral hall, or the thick stone wall at this moment, spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate it, but it can tell the owner what it has discovered through the sensed breath.

 “There is a strong aura, but not as strong as mine...Gun Gun’s ability to express himself is quite clear.”

The sword light flew, peeling off the stone wall layer by layer like cutting tofu, and soon the stone wall was opened to reveal the dark space inside.

 But without the obstruction of the stone wall, the situation inside has been fully seen with one glance.

 “Junior Brother Su?”

Bai Zichen saw Su Li whose whole body was wrapped in a cicada pupa, with his face pressed against the wall of the cicada, revealing a ferocious and frightened face.

Su Li must have lost consciousness. The cicada pupa bulged and shrank with a specific rhythm, as if it was trying to digest the human inside.

Bai Zichen did not immediately step forward to save the person when he saw the target. Instead, he swung his sword horizontally and spread his consciousness to the maximum.

It is impossible for Su Li to trap himself in a cicada. Either a monk did it, or there were insect monsters hiding in the dark.

With his spiritual consciousness sweeping back and forth, no clues could be found. Thinking of the vague information passed over him, Fu Ling's sword light turned and struck towards the broken stone wall again.

 “Got it! Got it!”

A series of sharp and urgent cicada chirps, a half green and half gray cicada flew out, and when the sword light was about to fall and cut it into two pieces, it slowed down inexplicably.

Bai Zichen knew very well that he definitely did not slow down the sword light, but in reality the sword light seemed to be slowing down, moving forward scene by scene in the form of stop-motion animation.

This somewhat familiar feeling of dislocation made him feel sick in his chest.

This cicada chirped and flapped its wings as it flew into the sky.

 “Spring and Autumn Cicada!”

Bai Zichen was shocked and blurted out.

 Half of the insect is bright green and full of life.

The other half of the insect's body is gray and withered, like a piece of dead wood.

Combined with the slowdown of his sword light, the inexplicable changes in speed are consistent with a famous strange insect in the world of immortality, the Spring and Autumn Cicada!

 (End of this chapter)