Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 45: Dust in the Fireworks
The sun sank into the low clouds above the Forbidden Forest and disappeared for a night, only to reappear on time the next day.
After one night, the snow-covered forest gradually revealed its own color.
Black soil, black bark, black leaves...
The crystal clear water drops kept falling, making an imperceptible sound. That was the sound of the ice and snow melting, turning into water and seeping into the soil, nourishing all things.
It rarely rains in the forbidden forest. With this moisture, all kinds of mushrooms grow wildly overnight, almost turning the jungle into a garden full of mushrooms.
The unique aroma attracted a mushroom pig. It was as tall as a man, fat, covered with thick mud, and emitting a foul smell.
This was a helpless move by the fungus pig to survive surrounded by various carnivorous monsters. The pungent smell on his body was enough to make most carnivores lose the desire to prey on him.
When the mushroom pig saw the mushroom forest with a pair of dark and round eyes, it couldn't believe its eyes and rushed in happily.
The huge pig nose made a humming sound, the mushroom pig buried its head, and soon swallowed several delicious mushrooms.
But he soon discovered that there was a person lying on the ground covered with mushrooms.
After watching vigilantly for a moment, it discovered that this was a dummy, because not only was this person motionless and did not emit any smell other than mushrooms, but a lot of mushrooms had grown on his body.
With its nose constantly moving, the mushroom pig slowly approached and then took a bite of a bunch of delicious mushrooms.
This bunch of mushrooms seemed to have deep roots, and I couldn't bite them off in one bite.
But it was a fat mushroom pig after all, with amazing brute strength. It pulled hard, and with a swish, the handful of mushrooms finally went into its mouth.
But the roots of this mushroom were a little strange. The strange shape even attracted the mushroom pig to take a look at it inexplicably, but then it felt that eating was more important, so it tilted its head back, swallowed it into its mouth and kept chewing.
The roots were a bit strange, but the taste of this mushroom was surprisingly delicious.
While chewing, the mushroom pig's pair of black eyes were not idle. As a professional animal that finds mushrooms for food, he observed for a moment and was sure that there were still incompletely grown mushrooms hidden under this cluster of mushrooms.
It is a rare and fresh delicacy.
The mushroom pig hummed happily twice, opened its mouth wide, revealing a few big white teeth, and bit down hard.
With a "bang", the ice crystals on Murong Xumu's body, which were as hard as divine iron, shattered. The smile that had lasted for who knows how long suddenly disappeared and turned into a haze.
The first thing that catches your eye is the forest growing above your head. Looking from a supine angle, it is straight and tilted, as if you can touch the sky.
"Fortunately...it was just a dream."
Murong Xumu felt like he had a very long dream. In the dream, he was standing proudly in the air with a lotus under his feet, and a group of vulgar women were screaming and fainting under him, but he was dismissive.
But at this moment, he suddenly found that his clothes were missing, and he was turning 360 degrees without any blind spots.
The strong sense of shame stimulated him extremely and he finally woke up from his dream.
"Fortunately, this is just a dream." Breathing the morning air and looking at the trees in front of him, Murong Xumu felt somewhat relieved.
Then he remembered everything that happened before he fell into a coma.
The Ice Coffin is Guanghan Sect's inherited way of preserving one's life. It will be activated the moment a practitioner loses consciousness . Unless the practitioner is a master whose cultivation level is much higher than that of the caster, he will be helpless.
"That shameless and despicable guy actually teamed up with a bunch of black radishes to plot against me."
"I will make him die a miserable death..." His eyes, as cold as ice, suddenly shattered, as if boiling with uncontrollable rage, and his eyes burst into a look of extreme hatred.
At the moment when Murong Xumu made his ambition, the mushroom pig took a bite with infinite expectation of deliciousness...
“Ouch!”
Murong Xumu couldn't believe that such a ghostly howling sound actually came from his own mouth, which was as aloof as an iceberg. He opened his mouth and eyes wide, and sat up suddenly. However, the severe pain had made him lose his mind, and his eyes were red.
In front of him was a fat mushroom pig, almost as tall as a person, staring at him with a pair of round and innocent black eyes.
Although he didn't understand how the dummy suddenly sat up with a ghostly howl, he still held the food tightly in his mouth, unwilling to give up the delicacy that he had obtained with his own skill, and even chewed it twice.
"Fuck you!"
Looking at the pig's cheeks that were shaking slightly due to chewing, Murong Xumu completely exploded. It was bad enough that he was ambushed by a casual cultivator and a pile of black radish, but now a pig was bullying him.
The original coldness and elegance disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Murong Xumu pounced forward like a vicious beast, grabbed the mushroom pig's two hooves that were as thick as bowls, and knocked him over, pressing the huge mushroom pig under him.
His eyes were spewing with anger, as if the fat pig under him was the despicable and shameless Silver Demon cultivator nicknamed the Extremely Silver Evil.
He swore to grind this despicable and disgusting guy into ice beads and crush one every day to vent his anger!
The wind is blowing.
His movements suddenly paused.
Because he felt that the blowing wind was like a pair of invisible hands, with no barrier between him and others.
Then comes a cool feeling.
The expression on his face suddenly froze, and his hands holding the two big pig's trotters became extremely stiff. For a long while, he looked down blankly.
He was wearing nothing but a pair of ice-wing silk shorts and snow spider silk cloud-patterned boots.
There was an eerie silence.
"This is still... a dream." The intense stimulation made Murong Xumu's pupils dilate.
"Yes, it must be a dream. Let me sleep a little longer, and it will be fine when I wake up."
A sudden breeze blew in the forest, and it turned out that the source of the wind came from above the forest.
A shadow fell, covering the jungle, making Murong Xumu feel rare peace of mind.
Darkness can allow people to escape from the reality they don't want to face, but at this moment Murong Xumu wishes that the darkness would make the world pitch dark.
He looked up like a walking corpse, and saw a huge spirit boat sailing in the sky. It was shaped like a leaf, with ancient buildings carefully built on it. The whole spirit boat was a hundred feet long.
The bottom of the spirit boat was pieced together with dazzling gold to form an ancient six-petal flower.
It is the Jinmei Sect, one of the few sects in the cultivation world that only recruits female disciples.
As the youngest junior brother of the Guanghan Sect's leader, Murong Xumu recognized the origin of the mark almost instantly.
"ah!"
A scream filled with true power startled a group of birds in the forest.
"Look, there's a very white pervert down there!"
"He's riding on a pig..."
"Oh my god! He has mushrooms growing on him."
Suddenly, shadows appeared above the spirit boat, and a group of beautiful girls appeared, pointing and talking.
Just at this moment, the mushroom pig seemed to be frightened by the huge creature in the sky, and was pressed down by Murong Xumu for a long time. The water droplets mixed with the smell of mushrooms drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell like colorful crystals under the sunlight.
Just like the pain and tears in Murong Xumu's heart.
"Goodbye, my life."
At this moment, Murong Xumu's heart was filled with solemnity, and in an instant he displayed the powerful cultivation qualities of a high-level cultivator, and shot out as a snow-white afterimage.
"Bang bang bang bang." Countless trees were knocked down by him. Looking from the spirit boat, a straight route was opened up in the entire forbidden forest, and all the trees collapsed heavily.
The sound of the wind in my ears was like a whistle, and the tall trees on both sides were rapidly receding.
With a slight movement of his fingers, he skillfully pinched the storage ring. Murong Xumu wanted to take out one of his hundreds of custom-made clothes and put it on.
But my hands are empty.
He couldn't believe his eyes and looked more carefully into the storage ring. When he looked into the ring, he saw stars in front of his eyes and almost fell to the ground with blood spurting out.
The ring was empty.
It's like a nightmare.
After running blindly for two breaths, Murong Xumu's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he let out a terrible scream: "Ah!"
Ice crystals mixed with wind and snow turned into a blizzard tornado that soared into the sky.
"Bang." A big tree that five people could hug suddenly fell down in front of him.
"My Liu Yue Yi, my Bing Yue Shi!"
"That's my reward for winning the sect competition!"
The terrifying aura of the high-level cultivator was contained in his thunderous roar, which spread far away and scared away countless birds and beasts.
At the same time, hundreds of miles away, a huge tree hole connected to the underground. This was the lair of a toothy brown bear, but now the owner had changed.
After a brief silence, a calm but complacent voice suddenly rang out:
"Oops, accidentally, the Ice Soul Sword changed its shape."
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The right and wrong that occurred in a corner outside the forbidden forest was soon drowned in the dust of many rumors, true or false.
Its impact is not even as great as the many famous young masters in the cultivation world who appeared one after another in the unknown town of Qinghu Bay.
For example, Shui Yun Yao and Murong Xu Mu.
"Something big is likely to happen in Qinghu Bay."
This is people's speculation. For this reason, the sects in the cultivation world that specialize in intelligence trading have been gradually shifting resources to this marginal area that originally received little attention.
In fact, this is obvious.
Be it Shui Yunyao or Murong Xumu, or even many powerful people who are famous in the cultivation world, they would not come to such a place for no reason.
Cultivation is about asking heaven for help and luck. If the older generation of practitioners know that they cannot go further, they may linger for a while in this marginal area because of the unique scenery while traveling around the world.
Why would such a promising young man come to such a relatively remote place if he didn't have any special purpose?
"It is suspected that Young Master Tian is making a big move." This was the conclusion that many intelligence sects did not conceal at all and announced to the world, with an implicit threat.
Because Shui Yunyao, who arrived in Qinghu Bay first, and Murong Xumu, who arrived later, both belonged to different sects, but outside the sect they both belonged to the power of Mr. Tian, so it is reasonable to draw this conclusion.
But the major sects kept the intelligence secret. The intelligence was: "A casual cultivator who was like a speck of dust in the cultivation world might be holding a big secret..."
For the next two months, all the forces that had been waiting and watching, and even prepared to take advantage of the situation, finally did not hear of any major events, and gradually dispersed.
Only one bizarre rumor caused quite a stir.
According to the news spread by the female practitioners of Jinmei Sect, the Jinmei Sect was using spirit boats to ferry the disciples into the Forbidden Forest for trials to select inner disciples.
I actually saw a pervert in the forbidden forest.
Rumor has it that he is handsome, has a great figure, and has a very high level of cultivation. But he is wearing nothing but shorts and long boots.
After countless practitioners privately thought about it, they all agreed that this kind of dressing was worse than wearing nothing.
What's even more terrifying is that there are eight mushrooms growing in indescribable places on this pervert's body.
That would be fine, but it is said that when this pervert was discovered, he was raping a giant wild boar. It is quite scary that he has such a strong taste.
All of the female cultivators, ranging in age from 14 to 140, who entered the forbidden forest, felt insecure at once, which gave many male cultivators the opportunity to show their ability to protect the girls.
Finally, Murong Xumu, the younger brother of the Guanghan Sect's headmaster and a prominent figure of the younger generation, spoke up: "The pervert in the forbidden forest is him...
The Silver Demon Jiba who has been hunting us down is despicable, has despicable means, and is extremely dangerous. I urge everyone to notify him immediately if they find any trace of this demon, and he will be rewarded handsomely. "
Murong Xumu was a heartthrob in the hearts of thousands of female cultivators in terms of his cultivation, identity, appearance, and status. With just one call from a high place, countless female cultivators madly rushed into the forbidden forest and launched a carpet search.
However, Ji Ba seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth, and three full months later, the people who were searching for him gradually dispersed.
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Sometimes Bai Linhu felt like he had offended Tai Sui, and he had been sweating a lot at night recently.
In the past, Qinghu Bay was far away from the emperor, and he held all the power in Qinghu Bay. Wasn't he powerful wherever he went?
However, ever since his son provoked that unlucky cultivator, he was first hit with a dozen bricks for no apparent reason, and then countless famous figures in the cultivation world came to question him.
These days, he lowers his head and looks submissive more often than when he was an ordinary errand boy.
Practitioners are supposed to forge ahead courageously. If they keep lowering their heads and flattering others in the long run, it will have a great impact on their spiritual heart. How can the foundation be built?
"Murong Xumu..." A cold voice suddenly muttered to itself, interrupting Bai Linhu's thoughts.
The person who spoke was standing in the middle of the hall where Murong Xumu was originally. He was wearing a green shirt and long hair, with a red mark on his forehead, and looked like an immortal.
There were two people behind him, both dressed in tough clothes and looked very heroic. Upon closer inspection, they were actually two servants whose cultivation level was not inferior to Bai Linhu at all.
The most talented young man of the Yuwen family, a practitioner of the Wanfa system Dao fruit, he was arrogant and moody. Whenever Bai Linhu thought of the rumors about Yuwen Xing, cold sweat broke out on his back.
"This shady guy actually thought of using this method to find someone. He's better than Shui Yunyao..."
Before the voice fell, the wind started to blow, and the three people turned into afterimages and disappeared on the spot in an instant.
Bang bang bang.
Several cups of spiritual tea were blown down by the strong wind, fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
It was like Bai Linhu's heart had finally settled down.
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As the cultivator's cultivation level increases, the range of his spiritual sense scanning will become larger. Within the range of the spiritual sense scanning, flying flowers, fallen leaves, birds, beasts, insects cannot escape the cultivator's perception, even the soil is no exception.
But nature always has its magic. In order to avoid being detected by cultivators, many monsters and beasts always find ways to block the cultivators' spiritual perception.
For example, the cozy nest where Wang Chen is at the moment is the lair of a toothy brown bear.
The nest was dug under a thick oligophylla tree. The entrance was hidden and the nest was covered with rust-colored leaves.
I don’t know where this brown bear got this strange leaf from, which can actually block the perception of cultivators. If it weren’t for chance, Wang Chen would not have been able to find this nest as a den in the forbidden forest.
Shura Fist,
Vajra body,
Shadowless Step,
Breathing technique,
Nine Netherworld Absolute Veins Palm......
I have almost finished practicing. Wang Chen was taking inventory of the jade slips in his storage ring.
Next to him was the jasmine flower that he had been accustomed to picking since he went out hunting in the Forbidden Forest. The flower had three petals and the stamens were ice blue. Its light fragrance could cover up the unpleasant earthy smell.
It can also make the brown bear's lair more homely.
Over the past three months, Wang Chen's cultivation progressed rapidly. Half a month ago, with the support of a large amount of spiritual stones from the generous Brother Xu Rong, he broke through a small realm and now has reached the fifth level of Qi Condensation. However, what made him a little depressed was that the ancestral qi could not absorb the spiritual power of the Yuan Ling Stone, which was obviously a high-level product, as if he had the will but not the strength.
Otherwise, he would be only one step away from flying into the sky.
Therefore, the improvement of his realm was thanks to some change from Murong Xumu in addition to the Yuanling Stone, plus the monster cores obtained from hunting a large number of monsters in the forbidden forest.
However, Wang Chen felt that this was a good sign. After all, the laws of nature are constant and what matters is balance. If there were no restrictions on the absorption of spiritual energy, there would most likely be other unknown and terrible side effects, and it would be too late to regret then.
After all, even if he was just laying the foundation, he wanted to do the best.
The darkness in the cave easily makes people imagine a lot. In his spare time, he often lay on a pile of Murong Xumu's luxurious clothes, looking at the dark cave ceiling, feeling the warmth in winter and coolness in summer below his body. Every time at this time, he would always think of Shui Yunyao's terrible guardian evil ghost, and the ice lotus of his classmate Xurong that made him envious and amazed.
As a result, he often took out the map that contained the inheritance and the dangerous ghost aura and studied it carefully.
Although it was finally confirmed that the map pointed to the Forbidden Forest, its exact location could not be confirmed.
The Forbidden Forest is so vast and boundless that even though there is a map, you never know which will come first, death or the destination.
It’s like they are destined to be the only two people in the world and will never meet each other in their lifetime.
While counting the jade slips, Wang Chen felt that he should do something.
Then, two somewhat unfamiliar jade slips attracted his attention.
Picking it up and thinking about it carefully, Wang Chen's face suddenly showed surprise.
"This is......"
