Chapter 1184 – Bong to Cultivation
The old man surnamed Pang sucked in his breath, his expression revealing panic, a cold air filled behind him, even his divine sense didn’t dare to spread out, but he was extremely familiar with this feeling at the moment with the cold air behind him.
He could never forget that when they entered this seven-colored world for the second time before, it was because they encountered this thing that half of the daoists around them were taken away, and in front of that mysterious thing, they were just like mortals, without the slightest resistance.
Except for Wang Lin, who could clearly see the scenery behind the crowd because of his orientation, the rest of them couldn’t see it.
“Remember not to spread your divine sense!” Cang Songzi’s face was pale, and he passed out the last divine thought, then he didn’t say a word, and his body didn’t move at all, even his eyes were dead shut.
In Wang Lin’s gaze, a person appeared behind the crowd.
This was a strange person wearing gray clothes, but the body under the clothes was translucent and you could see the flesh and blood inside, he had no hair and his eyes were not even the slightest bit angry as he slowly walked step by step from the distance.
His pace is not fast. It took a long time to walk to the auger corpse, did not see him have any action, the auger corpse immediately began to rot, in a moment, turned into a piece of blood, but the strange thing is that the blood is pouring into the gray man body.
The gray-clothed man was still with eyes without the slightest bit of anger, slowly walking forward.
Duanmu surname of the child in the crowd at the end, at the moment motionless, but his eyebrows are wrinkled, he clearly felt that behind the cold more and more thick, the afterglow to see that the gray man walked past its side, the eyes of the cold light flashed.
But just at this moment, that gray-clothed man was a footstep, slowly turned his head, looking at the Duanmu child.
With his gaze, the child’s mind could not help but tremble, his mind instantly went blank, his eyes showed confusion, above the spirit of the sky there is the sun and moon illusion, rotating in the top of his head, forming a vortex, like the sun and moon cycle.
This illusory sun and moon cycle, is the material embodiment of this Duanmu child’s dao realm, which vaguely contains a multitude of imprints, is the child’s intention aptitude.
But right now, what makes Wang Lin’s heart and soul tremble is the illusory sun and moon cycle above the child’s heavenly spirit. Surprisingly, it was strangely close to the gray man, gradually separating from the child’s body and integrating into the gray man’s body.
The child’s eyes confused dissipated, replaced by a dead air, not half a bit of vitality.
The gray-clothed man turned around and walked forward.
The child with the surname of Duanmu, raised his feet and kept the same pace with that gray-robed man, following behind him, walking slowly.
This bizarre scene immediately caused the hearts and minds of the remaining people to vibrate, that green-shirted crone didn’t blink an eye and didn’t move a muscle, the Chen Tianjun in front of her did the same and didn’t even change his gaze by half.
That gray clothed man walked silently, walking past the crowd, the child behind him following, all the way there, his hair gradually falling out and falling to the ground.
The body within his clothes. It was even vaguely transparent.
Not long after, the gray man walked in front of Wang Lin, Wang Lin didn’t move, fixed his breath and concentrated, the gray man didn’t pause and walked over. Behind him, the boy followed, and the two of them gradually walked away, disappearing at the end of the distance.
The cold air around them slowly dissipated, and eventually disappeared completely.
Cang Song Zi’s body trembled, exhaled deeply, his forehead had already seethed with cold sweat, which he wiped away. The three people behind him also let out a sigh of relief, shock showing in their eyes.
“Who …… is he?” Chen Tianjun’s mind shook as he whispered.
“The Lost One.” There was still fear in Cang Songzi’s eyes as he said hoarsely.
“Cang Songzi, what exactly is this place!” That green-shirted old woman’s face was gloomy, staring at Cang Song Zi, she was right in front of Duanmu Tongzi just now, and felt the bizarre scene extremely clearly and profoundly.
“Fellow Daoist Duanmu didn’t listen to advice, alas.” That old man with the surname Pang had a still palpitating look on his face as he shook his head and said.
“I don’t know what this place is old man, as I said before, I call this place the Seven-Colored Realm! That gray-robed man just now, is called the Lost One, I can be sure of that.
In this Seven-Colored Realm, there are not many Lost Ones, and if they appear. As long as the divine sense and body don’t move, they won’t be in danger, and once they do, they’ll be like fellow Daoist Duanmu!” Cang Songzi said in a deep voice.
“There weren’t many lost people here originally, but after you came, Cang Songzi, there were more.” Wang Lin stood up, looked at Cang Songzi, and said calmly.
The green-shirted old woman smiled coldly and didn’t say anything.
That Chen Tianjun’s face was gloomy as he stared at Cang Songzi and slowly said, “Fellow Daoist Cang Songzi you came twice before, and each time, you had to leave a few people behind to become new lost people, right?”
Cang Song Zi’s expression was bleak, silent for a long time, nodded and said bitterly, “That gray-robed man in the square, is the fellow Daoist when I first came here, he was taken away by the Lost Ones in the first place.”
Chen Tianjun snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, “This coming here was originally a mistake, Mister Chen withdraws!” As he said that, he turned around and sped away towards the path he came from. In the twinkling of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
Cang Songzi didn’t stop him, and after that Chen Tianjun left, he slowly said, “He can’t go back without the old man’s lead, and the old man didn’t expect to encounter the Lost Ones so soon. Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Zhao, I know that there is a cave mansion at the place where the periphery of this Seven-Colored Realm meets the interior.
The owner of that cave mansion, as you must know, is the Heaven Breaking Sect’s great disciple from 18,000 years ago, Sima Mo!”
The green-shirted old woman looked as normal. It was as if she hadn’t heard it.
Wang Lin was silent and looked at Cang Songzi, waiting for the following.
“Sima Mo, this person’s cultivation is profound for now, he is even better at alchemy, back then, he was the one who took the dan formula that caused the catastrophe and walked away, even though I don’t know why that dan formula recently appeared in the fifth order star field, but what is certain is that this Sima Mo’s cave, does exist.
As for whether he has refined that elixir, I don’t know, but I think that even without that elixir, there are quite a few of the rest of the things.” Cang Songzi said, took out a jade slip and threw it to Wang Lin.
Wang Lin took it and looked at it with his divine sense for a moment before handing it back to the green-shirted old woman.
“This jade slip was found here before by the old man, that’s why I’m so sure.” Cang Songzi spoke calmly, and after seeing that Wang Lin and the green-shirted crone still had no change in their expressions, much less agreeing to continue exploring, Cang Songzi frowned.
“Fellow Daoist Zhao, after the rest of the beasts we killed, the old man and fellow Daoist Pang’s share will all go to you, and after entering that place that the old man said when he invited you outside of the Seven Colored Realm, he’ll let you pick ten things first.”
“Entering that place, what percentage of certainty do you have!” The green-shirted old woman hesitated and asked.
“If there is help from you and fellow Daoist Lu, old me is 60% sure.” Cang Songzi pondered for a little while and spoke.
“Yes!” The green-shirted old woman closed her eyes for a moment and nodded.
Cang Songzi looked at Wang Lin and said, “The place that old me and fellow Daoist Zhao are talking about is the interior of this seven-colored realm, although there are dangers in this trip, the harvest will be even greater, according to the clues that old me has received, numerous souls of ferocious beasts that range from the eighth order all the way up to the thirteenth order are sealed there, and old me has prepared enough medicinal herbs for this trip, and as long as there is enough time. I have prepared enough medicinal materials for the trip. If Fellow Daoist Lu agrees to go, you can also pick ten first.”
Wang Lin didn’t move and was slightly contemplative. In his thoughts, this Cang Songzi’s intentions were by no means this simple, and with this person’s mind, he wouldn’t expose his goals.
“Fellow Daoist Lu, the old man can first take you to a few safe places to transform the beasts of mist, and all the Yuan Crystals collected will all be given to you, in addition, that Sima Mo’s cave thing, the old man will not take half of it.” Cang Songzi said in a deep voice.
“Take the yuan crystals first.” Wang Lin looked at Cang Songzi.
“Good!” Cang Songzi stopped talking nonsense, looked at the direction, and instead of continuing down the narrow path, he changed his orientation at the entrance and led the three of them straight into the distance.
Cang Song Zi was extremely familiar with this place, and after an hour, he arrived at another place where the mist was located, this was an abyss with a foggy atmosphere within it.
After stepping into here, Cang Songzi extremely careful, slowly forward, to be about 100 feet away from that piece of fog when stopped, right hand empty space, there are a large number of Immortal Jade from the storage space flew out, in front of its surroundings, by Cang Songzi right hand waving, bang sound out of the time, those Immortal Jade all into pieces.
He took a deep breath and cautiously waved these fragments towards the mist.
Just then, a low roar came out from within the mist, but a turtle-like beast poked out its head and sucked the immortal jade powder into its mouth.
“Fellow Daoist Pang.” Cang Songzi once again took out the Immortal Jade, rubbed it into pieces and threw it away, speaking softly.
The old man surnamed Pang had obviously cooperated with Cang Songzi many times and was extremely skillful, his body swayed and rushed into the mist, the turtle-like beast looked back and hesitated slightly, but at this moment, there was another Immortal Jade crumble floating, and the beast immediately devoured it.
Wang Lin saw this scene, his eyes flickered, not moving, not long after that Pang old man rushed out of the fog, back to the side of the crowd, Cang Song Zi once again took out the immortal jade waving, slowly backed away.
He had been withdrawing a thousand feet away, and only then did he stop waving the immortal jade.
“How much?” Cang Songzi looked at the old man surnamed Pang.
“Less than three thousand.” Without hesitating, the old man with the surname Pang took out a storage bag and handed it to Wang Lin.
“Among the twelve-step mist transforming ferocious beasts, there are some that like to swallow immortal jades, so you can get some yuan crystals by using the jade as a guide.” After Cang Songzi finished speaking, he led the crowd to change directions once again and went to multiple fog transforming places in a row.
Using the same method, after consuming some Immortal Jade and collecting nearly 20,000 Yuan Crystals, Cang Song Zi then stopped collecting and returned to the place where the narrow path was.
“When we come back, the other path, I will collect some more for fellow Daoist Lu, according to the number in the past, there should be around 60,000 to 70,000.”
“Inscription, imprisoned the way of the sky, all beings need to cross the infinite robberies, leave the deep prison an obsession, consecrated to the cultivation line ……” Wang Lin’s mind echoed the content of the jade slip next to the skeleton before, looked at the seven-colored world in front of him, and silently nodded his head.