Eight hundred and fortieth chapters Heisha Island monk
Although a single spiritual grass at this time, no matter how old it is, cannot make Qin Fengming make any progress in his own cultivation, but facing such a precious spiritual grass, any monk who sees it will want to take it as his own.
This kind of mentality is also due to human nature. The Dasein monks show it more obviously.
As soon as he moved, Qin Fengming immediately walked towards a hidden place nearby. Now that he found a spiritual fruit in front of him that seemed to be extremely precious, he naturally had to make a good plan.
The eight monks who are fighting in the distance are all in the late stage of becoming an elixir. Their peak cultivation level is undoubtedly the one that everyone is paying attention to at this time. It is undoubtedly the spiritual fruit. If you want to be invisible in front of the eight monks who have become an elixir.
He unknowingly took away the spiritual fruit. Qin Fengming thought that he did not have such means.
Hiding in a secret place, watching the eight people fighting in the distance, Qin Fengming felt sad for a while.
A full cup of tea time has passed, and Qin Fengming still can't think of a proper solution. In this confusing area, although there is no hot lava on the surface, Qin Fengming knows that as long as it goes a few feet deep, there will be hot lava.
There is no doubt that it exists.
Under this situation, Qin Fengming's best earth escape talisman has no use.
If he wants to pick the spiritual fruit, Qin Fengming only has one method available, that is, someone must restrain the eight people in the distance, and his attention must be greatly relaxed, and then risk being killed by the other eight Chengdan monks.
Only with the risk of attack can there be any possibility of picking it.
But faced with the simultaneous attack of eight cultivators at the peak of the late stage of becoming an elixir, Qin Fengming absolutely did not dare to risk his life.
Just when Qin Fengming felt troubled and shook his head in pain, he suddenly discovered that the eight monks in front of him suddenly stopped fighting at the same time. It was as if something had forced them to stop.
Seeing this, Qin Fengming couldn't help but think: "Did another monk pass by this place and find this spiritual fruit?"
"Hahaha, I never thought that several Taoist friends would be so interested in learning skills here. It really surprised Wang." Just when Qin Fengming was greatly puzzled, he suddenly
A loud voice came from within the dense fog in the distance.
As this loud sound of laughter came, the faces of the eight people from Fanyin Temple and Qingming Sect who had been fighting just now changed drastically at the same time, and they turned to look at the place where the voice came from.
"Amitabha, who are the old monks? It turns out they are some fellow Taoists from Heisha Island."
When he saw who was coming, a monk from Fanyin Temple recited the Buddha's name and said politely with his hands clasped together.
"Brother, look, there is a spiritual fruit in the middle of the eight people."
Following a hurried shout from the seven monks who had just appeared, these monks looked startled at the same time and glanced towards the center of Fanyin Temple and the eight members of the Qingming Sect.
After a while, the expressions of the seven monks changed, and there was no doubt a sense of joy on their faces.
"Haha, it turns out that fellow Taoists are fighting together because of this spiritual fruit. I saw that there are five spiritual fruits on top of this spiritual fruit. If not, how about we and the three parties divide them up?
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After seeing the spiritual fruit in front of him clearly, the old man surnamed Wang who had just spoken spoke again, and the meaning of his words was undoubtedly very different.
"Amitabha, what does the donor mean by this? This spiritual fruit was the first thing discovered by the people from Fanyin Temple, but the donor's intention is very inappropriate."
When they discovered that seven monks from Heisha Island had appeared in front of them, the monks from Fanyin Temple and Qingming Sect looked at each other, with alertness in their eyes. After hearing the words of the old man surnamed Wang from Heisha Island, the eight of them looked at each other,
The leading monk of Fanyin Temple said loudly.
At this time, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel dizzy after hearing what the old man named Wang said.
Although there are no monks on Heisha Island, and the number and cultivation level of its monks are not outstanding, its status is extremely special in the world of immortal cultivation in the Yuanfeng Empire.
Because the sect on Heisha Island is also a first-class sect, there are several great monks in the sect, and there are also many monks who transform into infants.
And the place where it is located is even more special. It is not within the Yuanfeng Empire. Instead, it is in an extremely strange and difficult-to-find outer sea. If no one recommends it or is transmitted through the teleportation array, it is the Transforming Infant Monk, that is.
It is difficult to reach his sect.
This alone is not enough to make Qin Fengming feel afraid. But there is another thing. That is, all the monks on the Black Evil Island practice an extremely weird method: the Demonic Art.
The reason why this ** can be called weird is that after the practitioner of this demon technique advances to the realm of becoming an elixir, when fighting with others, he can transform into a half-human, half-demon monster.
As long as its transformation is successful, its cultivation level will immediately rise to a small level, and the power of its methods will definitely increase several times as its level increases.
If a cultivator at the peak of becoming an elixir performs this demon technique, his cultivation level will immediately surge. Although it is not completely comparable to that of a cultivator at the early stage of transforming into an infant, it is not far behind.
This kind of secret technique is extremely powerful when fighting against monks of the same level.
Among the seven cultivators from Heisha Island who appeared at this time, six of them were at the peak of Chengdan, and the other one was already at the late stage of Chengdan.
If seven people transformed at the same time, six of them would have the strength to fight against the early stage monks. Even Qin Fengming was very afraid of such a weird and secret technique when he saw it.
"Hahaha, fellow Taoists, no matter who discovered this spiritual thing, there is no doubt that it is still an ownerless thing at this time. Since we and other fellow apprentices have encountered it, I don't know, but I will definitely get a share of the pie.
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Hearing the answer from the monk of Fanyin Temple, the old man surnamed Wang burst out laughing again. Although his voice was still polite, the meaning of his words was undoubtedly domineering.
"Hmph, everyone says that you, the people from Heisha Island, are very powerful, but I, the Qingming Sect, don't believe it. If you want to get your hands on this spiritual thing, you need to pass the test of Zhai."
Before the monks from Fanyin Temple could reply, an old man with white beard from Qingming Sect, who was invisible in a layer of black mist, spoke first.
The Qingming Sect is also a first-class sect, and the monks among them are all demonic monks with extremely cruel methods. They are usually respected with great respect. But now seeing the monks from Heisha Island being so aggressive, it is hard to suppress the anger in their hearts.
"Huh, so it turns out that these fellow Taoists don't want to share this spiritual fruit equally with us and other fellow apprentices? Forget it, let's just show the truth in our methods. If the seven of us are defeated, we don't need you.
Fellow Taoist Yan said, I will turn around and leave, otherwise, several fellow Taoists will have no choice but to leave their lives here."
The monk surnamed Wang snorted softly, still looking calm and calm, but his words contained a sinister tone.