The first thousand four hundred and forty-six chapters Vajra relic
Chapter 1,446 Vajra Relics
But there's nothing wrong with trying. With the young master's permission, Yue'er stretched out her left hand. The five fingers were slender and beautiful, as crystal clear as jade. The palm of her hand alone was incredibly beautiful.
A faint layer of black mist rose from the jade hand.
It was unremarkable at first, but then gradually became more intense.
A swarm of butterflies appears in sight.
There are about hundreds of them. Compared with ordinary butterflies, they are incredibly beautiful. The patterns on their wings are full of mystery and simplicity.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but have a look of admiration on his face. He had personally experienced the power of the Ice Moon Butterfly. Fortunately, it was subdued by Yue'er. Otherwise, there would have been many twists and turns in the battle with Master Bai Chong.
Unlike ordinary monks who keep spirit insects in captivity, this demon butterfly Yue'er is collected in his own life spring.
Yue'er couldn't explain clearly what the life spring was. She only knew that it was somewhat similar to the Dantian Qi Sea. They couldn't come into contact with it at that level. Yue'er was able to use it because of the blessing of Shura's true blood.
Hundreds of butterflies circled and danced around the moon.
It's like the red flowers are set off by the green leaves.
The beauty is like jade. At this moment, she looks even more beautiful and has an ethereal aura out of thin air.
"go."
Yue'er pointed a finger, and the Ice Moon Butterflies immediately spread out in all directions, came to the front of the golden shield, opened their mouths, and spit out a mist of black mist.
Stab...
The golden shield was immediately covered with a layer of black ice armor, frozen like an ice sculpture.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but change his expression. This demon butterfly was so terrifyingly powerful.
But then, she turned to joy. Yue'er seemed to have conquered many of these demonic insects. If I remember correctly, there were almost ten thousand of them, and they swarmed out. Even Wangting Tower must not have been able to resist them.
"Master, it can't be done."
After listening to Lin Xuan's guess, Yue'er shook her head: "My little servant, there are indeed more than ten thousand Ice Moon Butterflies in the Life Spring, but unlike other demonic insects, I can't use them all."
, a maximum of about two hundred are released at a time, which is already the limit."
"You can only control two hundred at a time, why?" Lin Xuan's puzzled voice reached his ears. He had already seen the experience of Yuling, and this situation was never mentioned above.
"I don't know either. Every time you drive a butterfly, you have to consume part of your spiritual consciousness..."
Yue'er's cherry lips parted slightly, and a sweet voice reached her ears. After listening to the little girl's explanation, Lin Xuan finally figured out what was going on.
To be honest, it's not surprising. As we all know, whether monks manipulate spiritual weapons or magic weapons, they have to occupy part of their spiritual consciousness.
The stronger his consciousness is, the more treasures he can control at the same time.
The same goes for this butterfly. Unlike other spiritual insects, it is somewhat similar to a magic weapon. When driven, it will temporarily use the owner's consciousness.
Yue'er has already been separated and combined, and his spiritual consciousness is no small matter, but manipulating two hundred ice moon butterflies is already the limit, and if he really controls so many at once, there is no way to use other treasures.
The thoughts passed through his mind, and Lin Xuan was not in the mood to delve deeper into anything. At this moment, the ice cover was already frozen.
Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and the green fire sword flew out again.
The green light flashed and struck hard on it.
There was no suspense this time. A sound like tearing brocade reached the ears, and the protective shield had been broken.
Lin Xuan's face showed a look of joy, and he turned into a startling rainbow and flew into the cave.
Yue'er also followed in.
As soon as the light faded, the master and servant stopped at the same time. At this time, they were in an unusually wide hall.
It is round in shape and has a diameter of more than ten feet.
There was nothing inside, but there was a small oval door leading elsewhere.
Since there was no treasure here, Lin Xuan stopped delaying and walked directly through the small door.
Of course, he was wary and didn't want to step into a trap.
The black gold dragon armor shield is already flying in front of him, and can turn into a thick screen of light at any time. With a thought, the green flame unicorn armor can also emerge.
With these two layers of protection, I can't say it's foolproof, but it's more than enough to deal with sudden dangers.
It was true to be careful, but this time, Lin Xuan was in vain, and there was nothing along the way.
The corridor twists and turns, and a small stone room appears in front of you.
After a slight hesitation, Lin Xuan reached out his hand and gently pushed the door open.
An old monk with white eyebrows appeared in front of him.
However, Lin Xuan's face did not show fear and alertness, because this person had already passed away.
I glanced over and saw that the old monk had a quiet and peaceful expression, not facing the pain of death at all. He was not wearing a cassock, only a very ordinary gray cloth monk's robe, but he had a solemn and kind aura out of thin air.
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Lin Xuan, a Buddhist cultivator, had met many people but didn't have much favorable impressions. However, things were different in front of him. Although he had passed away, Lin Xuan had a feeling that he must have been a great and eminent monk during his lifetime.
And his cultivation level was not low, but he didn’t know why he passed away in this cave.
Lin Xuan was not in the mood to get to the bottom of it. He clasped his hands and bowed to the old monk in front of him, then walked forward.
In front of him were two treasures.
I don’t know what this senior will leave behind.
The object is a small bottle and a wooden box.
There was nothing eye-catching about the bottle, it was dark and just made of ordinary ceramics.
Lin Xuan frowned, this was too crude.
Even the lowest level elixir would not be contained in this kind of thing.
But then, Lin Xuan smiled slightly. For a Buddhist cultivator, the physical body is just a skin. He thought that it was a bit too pretentious.
He uncorked the bottle and poured out the contents. Although the red beans were a little bigger, they showed a light golden color, and a huge Buddha power came out.
There are Sanskrit characters flashing on the surface, and the most conspicuous one is the word "Buddha" the size of a rice grain.
"This is……"
Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he was immediately attracted to the exotic treasure in his hand.
Who would have thought that there would be something like this in an inconspicuous bottle.
"Vajra Relic."
Yue'er's exclamation reached her ears, and the little girl covered her mouth with her hands, her face full of excitement, almost thinking she had seen it wrong.
"Yes, it is the Vajra relic."
Lin Xuan's voice confirmed Yue'er's guess. He was much calmer, but he could not hide the excitement in his eyes.
As we all know, relics are left behind by people in the Buddhist sect after they have passed away. They are extremely rare and must be virtuous and eminent monks.
And this vajra relic is one step closer.
The conditions for generation are much more difficult than ordinary relics.
The master must not only be a highly virtuous monk, but also must have extraordinary cultivation skills and practice special techniques.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but be in awe of the old monk in front of him. During his lifetime, his supernatural powers most likely were not under the Wangting Tower, and he might have reached the Dongxuan stage. Why was he not in the spiritual world, but sitting here in Penglai?