That black cloud should indeed have arrived at Baicao Market long ago.
However, it stopped above a puddle and slowly sank to the surface of the puddle.
Soldiers are very fast, the same is true for delivering news, and the same is true for tracing the source of the news.
If you want to follow the vine, you have to do it before someone cuts it all off.
In Bai Shuilan's opinion, the sooner we get to Baicao Market, the better.
He didn't understand what was so good about a broken umbrella being turned over and over.
Although he knew that this umbrella was the Yin Lei Umbrella, a rare spiritual treasure.
But the key point is that since this umbrella has fallen into the hands of these two mysterious monks in black, you can look at it anytime. Why stop in this wilderness at this time, look left, right, and down
look.
With the strength and status of these two mysterious monks, such a spiritual treasure would not make them so nagging.
He couldn't understand.
He didn't dare to ask.
But there must be something wrong with this Yin Lei Umbrella.
The female cultivator in black and the white-haired cultivator she called Qingxu had been looking at the Yin Lei Umbrella for a long time.
Bai Shuilan couldn't help but secretly glance at Kong Mengzhu beside him.
Kong Mengzhu is usually quite dull.
The look on Kong Mengzhu's face now is even more dull.
Bai Shuilan sighed in his heart. No one knew what the two mysterious monks would do with them after he and Kong Mengzhu took them to Baicao Market. The longer they stayed, the more likely he would be.
I feel more and more tortured.
After about another cup of tea, the female cultivator in black seemed to withdraw her consciousness from the Yin Lei Umbrella supported by the black energy in front of her.
Her slightly frowned brows did not relax, but instead frowned even tighter.
She glanced at Qingxu, who had an equally solemn expression, and said slowly: "Deprivation of the true source?"
Qingxu usually didn't talk nonsense at all, "It should be."
"Deprived of true source?" Bai Shuilan was suddenly shocked.
When he looked at the broken umbrella that he thought was not attractive before, his eyes were completely different.
True source deprivation has been recorded in many classics. The principle is very simple and easy to understand.
The reason why a spiritual treasure can become a spiritual treasure is because its own spiritual material is special. It is a spiritual object created by heaven and earth and cannot be copied by human beings.
The biggest reason why it cannot be copied by humans is because the spiritual materials naturally contain unique principles of vitality.
This law of vitality that has been naturally formed over countless years is like a natural mysterious magic circle, and it is also like the soul of this spiritual material.
The classics in the world of cultivation are called the true source of spiritual treasures.
A person cannot be born without a soul, and the same is true for spiritual treasures.
If the damage to the body of this spiritual treasure is too serious, just like a monk who is too seriously injured and unable to heal, it is normal for the true source to be lost.
But true source deprivation is not such a concept at all.
This was not to forcefully destroy the essence of this Lingbao through violent means, but to use some unnatural means, as if to forcibly strip away the origin of this Lingbao's body.
This is simply the same as using some unnatural means to forcibly peel off the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul monk and turn it into one's own use.
Bai Shuilan is already a monk at the first level of Jindan.
But as a monk in the Golden Core Realm, he still felt that the broken Yin Thunder Umbrella had aura when he looked at it. In his perception, it was obvious that the Yin Thunder Umbrella was still absorbing vitality.
So if he were asked to judge, he would feel that the Yin Thunder Umbrella was still repairing itself, and he would never be able to sense that the Yin Thunder Umbrella had been deprived of its true source.
Just from this point of view, these two mysterious monks in black are really much more powerful than him.
But the key is, who can deprive the Yin Lei Umbrella of its true source?
The female cultivator in black slowly raised her head.
She didn't believe this fact at first.
But after spending so much time confirming it, she finally confirmed this fact.
The true source of this Yin Thunder Umbrella has been lost. In a few dozen days, the spiritual energy of this Yin Thunder Umbrella will be completely lost.
The key is, who can deprive the Yin Lei Umbrella of its true source so quietly? The cleanness and neatness of this deprivation are like crushing on a completely different level, and it is also like being so gentle that the Yin Lei Umbrella cannot resist.
It was not until the Yin Thunder Umbrella stopped absorbing spiritual energy in her spiritual nourishing sand that she and Qingxu noticed something was wrong.
who is it?
Patriarch Tong Hui, the pair of disciples of the Xuantian Sect, and Meng Xiqiong, it seems that the only people who have come into contact with the Yin Lei Umbrella are these people.
Among these people, the one with the highest level of cultivation is just the Patriarch Tonghui who has just condensed his Nascent Soul. According to common sense, even if the Patriarch Tonghui’s Nascent Soul is fully developed and successfully transcends the tribulation and reaches the stage of divine transformation, he may not be able to do so quietly.
The deprivation of sound from its true source.
It's impossible to think about it, but it happened right under her nose.
“It’s really getting interesting.”
The female cultivator in black looked at the useless Yin Lei Umbrella, narrowed her eyes and smiled. She really didn't feel too angry, but found it interesting.
Among all those people, the two people from Xuantian Sect seemed to be the ones who were least able to deprive the Yin Lei Umbrella of its true source ability, but they seemed to be the most suspicious.
"Let's go! It seems that our trip to Xiaoyuzhou was not in vain."
She put away the Yin Lei Umbrella, and the black cloud rose into the sky again.
For some reason, she also became very interested in the next trip to Baicao Market.
…
People in Baicao Market didn't feel that there was any difference today.
Even if a strange black cloud appears in the sky, only a handful of people will notice it when it gets close.
The flying escape magic weapons used by all kinds of monks are also all kinds of strange, not to mention this black cloud doesn't seem to be anything strange.
In front of a shop that specializes in low-level Taoist talismans, a monk is negotiating the price with the owner of the shop.
Although the price of this kind of low-level talisman paper is extremely low, its consumption is huge. As long as the price is negotiated well enough, there is still a lot of profit.
The owner of the shop happened to be facing where the black cloud came from. He raised his head and glanced at the black cloud, and his face suddenly turned dark.
It's not like he looks dark when he's in a bad mood, but his skin color is really dark, as if thick black oil is seeping out from his skin.
The monk who was negotiating the price with him was startled. He turned his head and saw the black cloud.
He can't see his face.
He didn't realize that his face was rapidly darkening.
At this moment, horrified exclamations kept ringing out from the Baicao Market.
The monk who was negotiating the price with the shop owner also let out a horrified exclamation.
Because he just turned his head and glanced at the black cloud. The moment he turned his head again, the owner of the shop collapsed.
Thick black water gushes out from the shop owner's orifices in an unreal way, and the clothes stained by the black water are quickly dissolving.
A shop owner who was bargaining with him before he took a breath directly turned into a human skin floating in the black water.
The monk's horrified exclamation only lasted a short moment.
Because thick black water rushed out of his throat.
Black water also gushes out of his seven orifices at the same time.
His whole body also turned into a piece of human skin falling into the black water.
Throughout the Baicao Market, as short exclamations continued to sound, everyone fell to the ground one by one and floated in the black water.