Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

He had an intuition that his tripod would not be able to hold the Ice Soul Excalibur for a long time.

The level of the Ice Soul Excalibur is definitely higher than that of the dusty Ding, and it will be a matter of time before he finds the weakness of the Devouring Ding. The sword breaks once and he fits it into another.

When they leave the snowy region, maybe he can consider releasing the Ice Soul Excalibur.

Xiu Kui entered the hall in a daze, and was surprised to find that the Ice Soul Excalibur in the hall had disappeared, and that human monk was refining the weapon in the hall?

Xiukui: "..." Is there something wrong with the world, or is there something wrong with him?

For a while, Xiu Kui was a little confused.

Of course he doesn't think there is a problem with himself, so there is still a problem in this world, right?

Hughie doubts life.

First, from Han Xiumo, Xiukui felt the difference between the joys and sorrows of human beings. From Yun Mingyuan, he once again felt the difference in the world.

However, Xiu Kui reacted quickly, which is a good thing!

If someone can control the Ice Soul Excalibur, doesn't that mean he can leave here?

Xiukui wasn't originally the God King's tomb guard beast. He was just a little monster placed in the mausoleum after being rescued by God King Xiuming. In the spiritual energy, spiritual wisdom was developed, and he became a monster through cultivation. He has no feelings for the god king Xiukui and this place.

I have long thought of leaving.

With the disappearance of the Ice Soul Excalibur, the inexplicable sense of oppression in the hall disappeared a lot, and Yun Mingyuan became more and more comfortable refining the magic weapon.

However, he frowned, the kindling he brought back from outside was not enough.

Before Han Xiumo made a contract with Tianji, Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo used fire seeds brought in from outside to refine alchemy and weapons in the secret realm. Later, when Han Xiumo contracted Tianji, only Yun Mingyuan and Yun Mingyuan could use fire seeds. Ming Yuan has never cared about it, who would have thought that now the kindling is not enough.

He frowned, and calculated how many swallowing cauldrons could be refined from the current fire. After calculating the results, he made up his mind and continued to invest in the refining tool.

Xiu Kui, who originally wanted to talk to Yun Mingyuan, stood where he was, but for some reason he didn't dare to disturb him.

There are some discrepancies between the contents of the "Pharmacopia" and the "Pharmacopia of All Saints". Han Xiumo had to spend a period of time getting familiar with the contents of this book, until he felt that he was familiar with it and could cope with the next test, so he slowly put it away took this book.

Speaking of which, he also felt inexplicably familiar with this process.

Endorse first, then test...

How is it different from the secret realm he met before and the process of apprenticeship?

Han Xiumo knocked on the door very calmly.

A water curtain appeared in front of him, and Han Xiumo's breath was short for a moment. After seeing the content on the water curtain, he restrained himself from rolling his eyes.

This process is really familiar.

Isn't it just answering questions?

Above the water curtain, all the contents of the "Pharmacopia" that he wrote just now appeared, and the book is still in his hands. What's the difference between this and an open-book exam?

Most of the questions that appeared on the water screen were multiple-choice questions. Han Xiumo could answer the content on the water screen without even turning the pages of the book, and passed this level very easily.

The door opened slowly in front of him.

After entering the door, the first thing that catches the eye is a small yard that looks very simple. There are no unnecessary things in the yard, only some medicinal herbs piled up in the center of the yard, and medicinal herbs growing freely in the corner.

These Lingzhis seemed to like Han Xiumo very much. Before Han Xiumo could do anything, these Lingzhis scrambled to his side, holding their heads high, as if they were sizing up Han Xiumo.

Han Xiumo: "..."

He felt that this place must have existed for a very long time, otherwise why would there be so many elixir in such a small courtyard?

Seemingly confirming that Han Xiumo was harmless, these spiritual plants quickly gathered around Han Xiumo. Some of them were bold enough to tie Han Xiumo's hands and feet with their own vines, and forcibly pulled the distance between Han Xiumo and Han Xiumo closer. distance between.

If it weren't for the wood spirit root's innate ability to be compatible with plants, Han Xiumo really wouldn't be able to tell that their behavior of tying people up is an expression of love.

He didn't notice Lingzhi's attacking intention, so he restrained himself and tried to communicate with these Lingzhi.

These Lingzhi expressed their love for Han Xiumo - they have only seen Han Xiumo for so many years, and of course they maintain the greatest curiosity about humans.

Han Xiumo's wood spirit roots have natural advantages, and Lingzhi has a natural closeness to him. After thinking about it, he sent some wood spirit energy to these spirit plants—even if they live in the sky filled with ice, most of them are ice-type spirits Plants also have a natural love for wood.

Soon Han Xiumo became one with these spiritual plants.

So much so that when he told these Lingzhi that he had a space full of wood, he immediately aroused the interest of these Lingzhi.

Without any effort, Han Xiumo tricked these deceitful spirit plants into his sea of ​​consciousness space.

After the breath of these spiritual plants disappeared, a piercing cold air suddenly appeared in the small courtyard, which was aimed at Han Xiumo.

Before Han Xiumo realized what kind of crisis this was, Tianji stood up excitedly.

"Heavenly fire?" The three-and-a-half-year-old girl's face was drooling, and her expression became excited.

It seems that this cheap owner is lucky!

Han Xiumo raised his eyebrows: "Is there a strange fire in this yard?"

While speaking, a crimson-white flame appeared in front of him—it was said to be a strange fire, but it emitted an icy cold air, which blended with the surrounding natural snow scene. No wonder Han Xiumo didn't notice it at first.

The place where the strange fire appeared was the place where Lingzhi ran away just now.

Han Xiumo: "..."

He seemed to understand why this strange fire suddenly appeared.

"Blaze of Cold Fire?" The little girl Tianji made a gesture that was not suitable for her age, and licked her lips greedily, "So it's the fire of the earth fire list..."

Han Xiumo felt that Tianji was still a little disappointed.

He also has drums in his heart.

If Yun Mingyuan with ice spiritual roots was here, he might be able to subdue the flames of cold fire, but with himself with fire and wood spiritual roots...

Han Xiumo felt that it was enough.

He glanced at Tianji.

Tianji should be at least on the Tianhuo list now, contracting him for a foundation building period must be a bit wronged for Tianji, not to mention that they were just a transaction, and the contract would be terminated when they left the secret realm.

He weighed the pros and cons, and took out a thousand strands of silk net from the sea of ​​consciousness space.

This is a magic weapon used to capture strange fires, and the thousand strands of wire mesh in his hand has reached the ground level, so it cannot be said to be able to compete with the flames of the cold fire.

After Tianji appeared, Chilling Flame seemed a little apprehensive, and the momentum of the flames that opened their teeth and claws became much weaker.

Han Xiumo seized the opportunity to throw out thousands of silk nets, and then popped up several traps, trapping the flames of cold fire.

He released his consciousness, ready to contract the Flame of Cold Fire.

His spiritual consciousness is different from the ordinary foundation building stage, even if he contends with the earth-level strange fire, he can still fight!

But before Han Xiumo's consciousness got close to the flame of cold fire, Tianji suddenly moved.

She turned into the original form of the flame, rushed towards the flame of the cold fire, and swallowed the flame of the cold fire directly.

Han Xiumo: "?"

Seems like something is wrong?

"Tianji!" Han Xiumo was a little angry.

After Tianji swallowed the flame of the cold fire, the momentum of the flame became stronger, and she even burped.

It was like a mockery of Han Xiumo.

"Do you want to contract this ground fire?" Tianji blinked, belatedly aware of Han Xiumo's purpose, a little puzzled, "But this guy is too weak, not as good as me!"

Han Xiumo laughed angrily: "Do you still remember that our relationship is only a temporary cooperation? What do you plan to pay for the fire that devoured me?"

Although he is not sure that he can subdue the flame of cold fire, it does not prevent Han Xiumo from doing Tianji.

Sure enough, Tianji turned back into a harmless child, and looked at Han Xiumo with some guilt: "Then what are you going to do?"

Han Xiumo smiled inexplicably: "You devoured my strange fire, and you stay and help me before you find the next strange fire. Isn't that too much to ask?"

Tianji thought for a while with her unintelligent little head, and nodded: "Okay."

In fact, even if she leaves this secret realm, Tianji doesn't know where she can go. If she stays by Han Xiumo's side, she might be able to watch Jiu Zhao's jokes. Thinking about it this way, it seems that staying is not so unacceptable.

Mainly, she is indeed a little guilty.

Han Xiumo was very satisfied with Tianji's knowledge.

After Tianji finished the routine, Han Xiumo began to observe the surrounding situation. After his visit, the yard is now a mess.

The medicine garden where the spiritual plants used to grow had already been wiped clean by him, and now there was only a mess left. Hanhuo Zhiyan had been staying near the spiritual plants, guarding them conscientiously. It was also swallowed by Tianji, and there was nothing left in the yard.

Clean and spotless.

Who doesn't think that the monks who came here are too much?

Han Xiumo felt a little bit guilty.

Of course, such a guilty conscience can't stop him from moving forward.

At the end of the yard, there is an ordinary-looking hut, without any special features, like a random building in the city, which will not attract anyone's attention-in fact, if Han Xiumo is not an alchemist himself, he would not I will notice the subtleties of this place, and I will not come directly to this small courtyard.

The hut was unlocked, and Han Xiumo easily opened the door.

There is heaven and earth in the house.

Inside and outside seem like two worlds.

When Han Xiumo opened the door, what he saw was not a plain and warm room, but a vast green plant, which was like entering another world.

The aura inside is abundant and gentle, not like the chilling air in the dungeon, but a serious aura.

Han Xiumo took a deep breath and unconsciously relaxed a little.

Since entering the snowy area, Han Xiumo's nerves have been tense all the time, and he felt relieved after getting rid of the ubiquitous cold air.

He stepped into it, stepped on the soft grass, looked around the spiritual plants in front of him, and slowly smiled.

Before, he was still thinking, how could a real alchemist have only ice-type spiritual plants, and now he has found the answer.