nashuaworldcup Chapter 289 Self-rescue
Chapter 289 Self-rescue
Outside the dense forest, a male cultivator in black robes was carrying a white coffin on his shoulders and walking leisurely forward.
Inside the white jade coffin, Luo Shan had a red spiritual fruit in his left hand and a purple spiritual fruit in his right hand, and was eating them with great pleasure.
As soon as the spiritual fruit was eaten, it was automatically transformed into spiritual power and absorbed. In the corner, there were some things from the storage bag that had been "picked up" before.
"Hidden Wind Technique? Such a useless thing. It's useless."
"The Soul Controlling Sword Technique should be worth some spirit stones if sold to Fellow Daoist Ling."
"What is this? The Art of Transforming Qi into Blood." Luo Shan held a jade letter in his hand, probed his spiritual sense into it, and his expression became strange.
This technique is obviously not a righteous technique. It relies on converting the cultivator's blood into spiritual power for cultivation. It is clearly an evil technique.
However, you can let the corpse puppet try.
Luo Shan put the jade letter into the wooden bracelet and threw the rest into a storage bag.
After eating the spiritual fruit and absorbing the spiritual power, Luo Shan moved his neck and planned to close his eyes and rest for a while. However, his spiritual sense sensed that there were quite a few cultivators outside the valley not far away.
It is estimated that there are probably several thousand people. Of course, in addition to these thousands of people, there are also hundreds of people hiding in secret.
Luo Shan's spiritual sense was much stronger than that of a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, so when he discovered those people, he did not alert those hiding in the dark.
"Fellow Daoist Sima, your Shushan formation master has been unable to break this formation for so long. Why don't you let my Kunlun cultivators give it a try?" The fairy-like female cultivator in white frowned as she looked at the Shushan cultivators who were busy working at the edge of the formation.
"Fairy Leng, this is a fourth-grade formation. Does your Kunlun have a fourth-grade formation master?" Sima Xun asked.
Leng Youlan seemed not to understand Sima Xun's surprise, and just said:
"Although Senior Brother Mu is only a third-grade formation master, his attainments in formation are also among the best in Kunlun." Leng Youlan said, and a male cultivator came out from among the several Kunlun disciples behind her.
"In that case, please go ahead." Sima Xun did not stop him, but said to the monks:
"Everyone, is there any Taoist friend who knows about formations? This formation is a fourth-grade formation. If the formation master of our Shushan wants to break it, it will take about a month. If a Taoist friend can help, it can be broken faster."
As soon as these words were spoken, two more cultivators came out, both of them wearing identification tags of third-grade formation masters.
Luo Shan hid in the dark, came out of the white jade coffin, and then pretended to be a monk passing by.
"Fellow Daoist, what is this?" Luo Shan looked around, staring at the innermost scene curiously, and walked to a female cultivator with a jade token of the Loose Cultivator Alliance hanging on her waist.
The middle-aged woman was concentrating on watching the scene inside. She noticed Luo San approaching and instantly raised her spiritual shield.
Seeing that Luo Shan was so young, yet already in the middle stage of the Golden Core, the middle-aged female cultivator became more alert. However, she did not hide it. After all, there were so many people here, and even a fool could see that there were treasures in this valley.
"A month ago, a strange phenomenon appeared in this valley. It is said that a treasure appeared. However, there is a formation outside the valley. It is a fourth-grade formation. The disciples of Shushan have been trying to break it for many days but have not been able to do so." The female cultivator told what she knew, and at the same time secretly looked at Luo Shan. After seeing that the other party also had a jade token of a casual cultivator on his waist, her eyes turned and said:
"You are also a cultivator from the Loose Cultivator Alliance. May I know your name?"
The cultivators in the Loose Cultivator Alliance are not as closely connected as the disciples of the sects, and the Loose Cultivator Alliance has no control over the loose cultivators.
"Luo Shan, what about you, fellow Daoist?" Luo Shan gave his name.
"Yuan Qing." The middle-aged female cultivator rolled her eyes and said, "Daoyou and I are both cultivators from the Loose Cultivator Alliance. When we enter the secret realm, we should naturally help each other. Why don't we unite? This way, we will have a greater chance of seizing opportunities and treasures from the disciples of those sects."
It is nothing short of a fantasy for a person alone to snatch treasures from the disciples of Shushan and Kunlun.
If their alliance of scattered cultivators wants to get a piece of the pie, they naturally have to stick together closely.
Thinking of this, the female cultivator looked at Luo San with even more enthusiasm, while her eyes also moved around the waists of the cultivators beside her.
As a result, she actually saw several people from the Loose Cultivator Alliance.
Those people were not stupid either. After hearing what Yuan Qing said, they all expressed their willingness to cooperate temporarily.
Luo Shan did not refuse. He looked at the dozen people who gathered together and raised his eyebrows slightly.
How could such an alliance of disunited people snatch anything good from Shushan, Kunlun and those family forces?
A dozen people gathered together and quickly selected a representative.
Luo Shan is the one with the lowest level of cultivation in the group, so naturally no one would pay attention to her.
The leading late Jindan cultivator squeezed out a space from the crowd.
Upon seeing this, the other cultivators also began to gather into small groups, and soon, the disciples of Shushan and Kunlun realized that something was wrong.
Sima Xun and Leng Youlan were originally watching with eager eyes, but when they turned around and looked at those wandering cultivators, they immediately lined up together without any prior agreement.
Of course, it is impossible for several independent cultivators to work together, not to mention that they are independent cultivators and are used to being alone.
"We agreed before that after our Shushan's formation master breaks the formation, our Shushan cultivators will be the first to enter the valley. Everyone, are you going to break your promise?" Sima Xun narrowed his eyes and spoke in an unpleasant tone.
"Fellow Daoists from Shushan have misunderstood. We have no intention of breaking our promise. We are just temporarily forming a team with you fellow Daoists."
Someone noticed that the formation masters from Shushan and Kunlun had stopped what they were doing and immediately started to explain.
"Since it is a misunderstanding, fine, I will believe you. I, Sima Xun, hate being deceived the most. I hope you won't let me down." As Sima Xun spoke, the sword in his hand trembled slightly.
The monk broke out in sweat on his forehead; he had already understood Sima Xun's hidden meaning.
At the foot of another mountain, Ling Wanran was hiding in a formation, covering her arm that was severed by a sword. Five independent cultivators were outside, holding magical weapons in their hands, trying to break the formation.
He took a pill and released part of his spiritual consciousness to observe the situation of the formation. He then sat cross-legged on the ground, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy to repair his body.
In front of her, lay the corpse of a female Jindan cultivator.
She finally found a red heart fruit and met this group of six people.
This scene was so similar to the one in the Donglin Secret Realm that year, but also a little different. She killed one person from the attack of six people at the cost of losing an arm.
As long as her formation can hold out until her injuries recover, she will have a chance to fight her way out of the group of six.
Thinking of this, Ling Wanran took out the Red Heart Fruit without hesitation and swallowed it directly under the angry gazes of everyone.
When you don't have enough skills to protect yourself, the Red Heart Fruit can only truly belong to you if you eat it.
The surging spiritual power and the pill worked together to repair the injuries in her body. The broken arm soon began to grow back, and the originally exhausted dantian was filled. Although the spiritual fruit that could enable her to break through to the middle stage of the golden elixir failed, she could feel that her cultivation was slightly stronger than before.
Looking at the crumbling formation, Ling Wanran's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She took out a formation from her storage bag, directly injected spiritual power into it, and then threw it heavily in the direction of the five people.
Instead of expecting others to rescue her, it is better to make herself stronger. She cannot always hold Fellow Daoist Luo back. Since they are friends, they should fight side by side!