Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

And the treasures of heaven, material and earth that can keep so many monk souls not only need to be high-level, but also need the right time, place and people...

Han Xiumo tried his best to search in his mind, and finally came up with a name: "It's Guikuhe!"

Yun Mingyuan suddenly heard Han Xiumo's words, and was a little puzzled: "What the hell is crying?"

"Ghost Crying Grass is a kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure. It cannot be used as medicine. It should be Soul-fixing Grass, but if the Soul-fixing Grass is polluted, it will become Ghost Crying Grass. The souls of monks and even ordinary people are fixed. If someone has a powerful secret method, they can send these souls to the belly of a pregnant woman to be reborn, or find a suitable way to allow the soul to absorb power and transform into a ghost cultivator. Practice again." Han Xiumo explained to Yun Mingyuan.

It is precisely because the soul-fixing grass has such a function, the polluted soul-fixing grass has become a ghost crying grass, and also has a part of the soul-fixing ability.

If it is said that the soul grass is harmless and even a treasure that can nourish the soul, then Guikuhe is the complete opposite.

The souls collected by Gui Kui He will be gradually devoured by Gui Kui He, and the power of Gui Kui He will be strengthened, while the souls will be weakened and gradually become the black shadows they see now.

These black shadows killed people, and the souls of those monks were equivalent to being marked by Gui Kui He. As long as these monks died, their souls would become Gui Kui He's meal.

The ridiculous thing is that the soul-fixing grass is often a single plant, and its temperament can be said to be "independent" to the extreme. There is absolutely no second soul-fixing grass near one soul-fixing grass.

But Guikuhe is different.

This kind of plant often grows in patches. Originally, only one soul-fixing grass was polluted and turned into ghost crying grass, which would start to devour flesh and soul, and start to grow wildly. As long as there were enough souls and flesh and blood, it would often be able to grow Blockbusters of Ghost Crying Wo.

The more ghosts crying, the more flesh and souls are needed...

As long as there is soul replenishment, Guikuhe will live forever.

This is an almost unsolvable conundrum.

Guikuhe can control countless souls to be used by them. Once someone dies, they can immediately become their supplies. Moreover, these Guikuhe have grown for many years, so the number must be very large. They can only stay here and wait to die.

All things coexist.

Guikuhe has such a powerful ability, but from a certain point of view, it is very vulnerable.

It is rumored that the soul-fixing grass has a kind of associated spiritual soil, called the cave heart soil, which can provide nutrition for the growth of the soul-fixing grass. When the soul-fixing grass matures, it can receive the power feedback of the soul-fixing grass, thereby adding a bit of spirituality.

In other words, where the Soul-fixing grass grows, there must be a hole in the soil.

The hole heart soil is a treasure for refining the natal magic weapon. Adding even a little bit of hole heart soil to the natal magic weapon can add spirituality to the natal magic weapon, speed up the creation of the spirit of the natal magic weapon, and even upgrade the footwork.

Not only that, although Ghost Crying Grass is a transformation of Soul-fixing Grass, it hates Dongxintu the most, and Dongxintu doesn't have any good feelings for Guikuhe.

The Ghost Crying Grass dare not approach the Cave Heart Soil. If the Cave Heart Soil detects that the Soul-fixing Grass has turned into the Ghost Crying Grass, it will directly extract the most powerful part of the Ghost Crying Grass, causing the Ghost Crying Grass to wither and die directly.

No matter how much soil there is, it can destroy a Guikuhe in an instant, and take away all the power of Guikuhe. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a natural enemy.

"Where ghosts and grass grow, there must be heartland," Han Xiumo said calmly, "As long as we find heartland, we will be able to break the situation."

If there is no hole in the heart, then they will always be trapped in the script arranged by Gui Kui He for them, and the final result will only become the nourishment of Gui Kui He.

Yun Mingyuan nodded, expressing his understanding.

But he was a little curious: "How do you know Guikuhe?"

He had read Han Xiumo's inheritance, and there was no record of ghosts crying in the "Complete Book of Great Medicine".

Han Xiumo didn't speak, and transmitted a voice to Yun Mingyuan in the sea of ​​consciousness: 【It's the inheritance of memory. 】

In his inherited memory, there are all sorts of messes.

The inheritance memory between races is also a very magical thing. The basic common sense about an ethnic group will appear in the inheritance memory, but in addition to these, some deceased predecessors will give their own blood descendants, or there is no Any blood relationship, as long as a certain condition is met, it can trigger a messy inheritance memory.

Han Xiumo felt that 80.00% of the inheritance memory he got was these messy things, and the remaining 20.00% was about the history of the Phoenix Clan.

But none of this matters.

Yun Mingyuan did not continue to ask.

That's right, the world of comprehension is full of things that Yun Mingyuan can't understand, but even if it can't be explained by science that forms a stereotype in his eyes, it's still very interesting.

It makes people want to study and study.

He stopped thinking about it, and asked instead: "Are there any characteristics of the place where the soil in the hole grows?"

"I don't know, I just have to find it slowly." Han Xiumo's inheritance memory only has things about Guikuhe, but to let those phoenixes who are born to feel that they are superior and have arrogance and pride in their hearts remember these trivial things, and pass them on. For future generations, that would be too much.

Because they knew how to solve the predicament in front of them, the two of them felt that time seemed to speed up a little bit. Because of Qingxin Pill, they were not attacked by many black shadows. After the end, the big bulb of the cultivation version that Yun Mingyuan took out was still there Perseveringly glowing.

The other people who had finally recovered from the fight looked at Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo with a little more suspicion.

They wondered if they had misread it.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo didn't seem to be affected much, and their expressions were as usual, which was in sharp contrast to their embarrassment.

This time, they were not only deprived of their sanity by the howling ghosts and wolves, but also encountered the attack of the black shadow, and tried their best to ensure that they did not become the souls of the black shadow.

Compared to their bloody battle, Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo looked like they were...playing.

While they had a huge sense of absurdity in their hearts, they also suddenly had a very strange suspicion in their hearts: these two Golden Core stage monks are definitely not as simple as they seem.

They were all deceived by the simple appearance of these two people.

No matter how Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo did it, in this place, they had obviously gained the respect they deserved. Although they doubted their strength, no one dared to approach them rashly.

Here, it is safest to be alone, no one knows when the people around them will stab themselves.

Although some people have already noticed that Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo are stubborn, they are also secretly thinking that sooner or later they may be betrayed by the people around them, and only then will they feel what life is like death.

No one bothered to observe the reactions of the people around them. After discussing with Han Xiumo, Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo decided to take the Qingxin Pill first, and search for cave heart soil around them.

Or ghost crying.

Finding one of these gives them a chance to find the other.

Han Xiumo took out the Qingxin Pill. When he poured out this Qingxin Pill, the monks who were trapped in this ghost place and were suffering all the time suddenly looked at the two of them.

They stared at the pill in Han Xiumo's hand.

What kind of elixir is this?Why did they feel that their headaches seemed to be relieved just by taking them out.

Their gazes were so real that Han Xiumo couldn't ignore them even if he wanted to.

He suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his voice: "Xuan-level Qingxin Dan, which can guarantee the sanity of mind here for half an hour, does anyone want it?"

As an alchemist, he has never been short of these basic pills, and what he and Yun Mingyuan took were all the top-grade pills he refined. It has been nearly two days since he ate that pill. At the hour, they were still sane, and it shouldn't be a problem for the ordinary top-grade pill to last for half an hour.

Just in time to clear the inventory if anyone needs it.

Hearing this, those cultivators who were only staring at Han Xiumo's elixir with salivation in their eyes suddenly became excited.

Many monks have been able to survive until now, all relying on instinct and willpower, but no matter how strong the willpower is tempered, it will be too much, and if they continue to persist, it will have a huge impact on their cultivation.

Maybe it will damage the foundation.

Besides, even with the Qingxin Pill, it doesn't mean they can't continue to hone their will, it just adds a layer of protection to themselves.

Everyone looked at Han Xiumo eagerly, but no one took the initiative to ask.

Yun Mingyuan stretched out his hand to stop Han Xiumo, and his voice didn't suppress me either, as if he was a little unhappy: "What are you giving them the pill for?"

What a tacit understanding between Han Xiumo and Yun Mingyuan, he immediately made a displeased look: "We are not going to..."

"Shut up!" Yun Mingyuan covered Han Xiumo's mouth, "I can't say it! What's the use of telling them? They're just a bunch of trash who can't even protect themselves..."

Han Xiumo blinked, and found that Yun Mingyuan's disdain was acting like that. He shook his head and didn't speak.

The other monks suddenly felt a move in their hearts.

It's just that when Han Xiumo said that he wanted to sell the pill, they still had some doubts, but when Yun Mingyuan said he would not sell it, they immediately felt that the pill was a good thing.

And... Listening to these two monks, they seem to have discovered something else?

Some monks who had had enough of this ghostly place and wanted to leave suddenly couldn't hold back.

But without the first person to stand up, they still won't act rashly.

At this time, a person suddenly walked towards Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo. His body was hunched, his body was stained with blood, there was hardly a piece of good meat, and his breath was very weak. If the shadow appeared, it would also kill him.

"Is your Qingxin Pill still for sale?" The monk walked up to Han Xiumo.

Han Xiumo took away Yun Mingyuan's hand covering his mouth, and said with a smile, "Of course it's for sale. You can exchange it with Lingshi and other treasures of the same value."

"How many spirit stones?" The weak monk still had light in his eyes. He absolutely couldn't die here so vaguely. He wanted to live, to enter the passage of ascension, to go to the big world...to live as a master !

"Three thousand... middle-grade spirit stones." Han Xiumo, who originally wanted the lion to open his mouth, looked at this tattered monk who didn't look like he had any savings at first glance, but still put the top-grade spirit stone on his lips Lingshi swallowed.

There was a deep look in the monk's eyes: "I don't have so many spirit stones, but I have a Thousand Illusion Grass, is that okay?"

Han Xiumo was stunned, and immediately reacted: "Yes! Of course! Do you still want the healing pill? I have the Rejuvenation Pill and the Life-Saving Pill here. If you still have Thousand Illusion Grass, you can exchange for one of each!"

The reason why Han Xiumo said this is because the Thousand Illusion Grass is not a spiritual plant that grows alone. Wherever the Thousand Illusion Grass appears, there are usually three plants growing side by side. As long as one can be taken out, the other two can be taken out. strain.

The monk was taken aback. Although he didn't realize why Han Xiumo knew that he still had some in his mind, his instinct had already responded instead of him: "I'll change it!"