Chapter 159 Underground Spirit
At the request of the patriarch Zhang Leqian, he took the lead and entered the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, followed by Zhang Zhixuan, and Qing Chan, who had the lowest cultivation level, was placed at the back.
Along the rugged and deep cave, Zhang Zhixuan and the others gradually entered the depths of the snake cave. Inside, they could see piles of snake-shaped coke everywhere, which were all burnt poisonous snakes.
Zhang Zhixuan and others went deeper and deeper into the snake cave, and the entrance of the cave became smaller and smaller. Gradually, only one person could pass through, and piles of venomous snake remains became denser and denser, gradually blocking the entrance of the cave.
Faced with this environment, Zhang Zhixuan and the others could only use flying swords to gradually widen the entrance of the cave.
They mobilized some Qi-training monks and brought some mortals with them to clean up the remains of poisonous snakes and gravel in the cave and transport them out.
After cleaning it for more than ten days, the cave was completely opened and we entered the innermost part of the snake cave.
It turns out that the deepest part of Ten Thousand Snake Cave is actually connected to an underground river. Walking along the underground river for six or seven miles, there is an underground waterfall dozens of feet high. Below the waterfall is a cold pool.
Standing above the waterfall, Zhang Zhixuan and the others could feel a strong spiritual energy. There was also a spiritual vein under the pool. Judging from the strength of the spiritual energy, it had surpassed the Zhou family’s Hongliu Mountain. It was considered the best second-level high-grade spiritual energy. Pulse.
Zhang Zhixuan and the others felt that the spiritual veins in this cold pool were most suitable for water attribute spiritual root monks to practice.
They knew that there was originally a third-level spiritual vein here.
It’s a pity that Patriarch Tairen killed the monsters here and beat this spiritual vein to pieces. Later, Patriarch Tairen gave up here and chose the larger and stronger Tiantai Peak.
Unexpectedly, more than four hundred years later, the spiritual veins here were actually transferred from the cave to the cold pool at the underground river.
Zhang Zhixuan collected some wood and made a batch of torches to light above the waterfall.
A flame ignited in the dark environment. With the faint light, Zhang Zhixuan and the others looked down and found that there were many dense shadows swaying under the pool, which were countless venomous snakes.
The fire suddenly lit up, immediately alarming the poisonous snakes in the cold pool, and a giant python five to six feet long suddenly flew out of the water.
A loud explosion came from the cold pool, and the spray of water flew more than ten feet away. Some of the water spray fell on Zhang Zhixuan’s hands, and there was a chilly and biting feeling.
Soon Zhang Zhixuan noticed something was wrong. He felt a slight smell and found that the water spray was very corrosive.
Even though Zhang Zhixuan had already built the foundation and his physical body had been trained far beyond the ordinary, he still felt a stinging pain.
The water in this pool has turned into a poisonous pool because of the countless poisonous snakes that have grown over the years.
This kind of environment is a rare geomantic treasure for monks who specialize in poisonous physical training. But for ordinary monks, those who are foundation builders like Zhang Zhixuan, as long as they fall, they will definitely die without a burial place. Swallowed by countless venomous snakes, melted by extremely corrosive poisonous water.
Sensing something was wrong, Zhang Zhixuan immediately reminded the two of them to take the detoxification pill and took the detoxification pill. The three of them were all Foundation Establishment Stage monks. Their cultivation levels were already good, and their bodies had extraordinary resistance. They quickly excreted the poison from their bodies.
At this time, a ferocious-looking giant python had flown up the waterfall dozens of feet high. It opened its mouth and sprayed out a stream of white venom.
“Be careful, it’s a third-level top-grade poisonous dragon.”
As soon as the clan leader saw the giant python, he immediately recognized this monster.
There are many snake-like monsters in the area near the Southern Wilderness. Once these snake-like monsters can be called a dragon, they are more difficult to deal with. They often have some extraordinary magical powers.
The poisonous dragon sprayed out venom, and Zhang Zhixuan felt sick as soon as he smelled the fishy smell.
“It’s a pity that Aunt Hanyan didn’t come. If she came today, the Qingni bottle in her hand would be able to restrain the venom of the poisonous dragon.”
The turtle shield turned around and turned into a dark cloud that blocked the three people’s heads. The shield also expanded rapidly, like a treasure umbrella, standing above the three people.
The white venom sprayed on the turtle shield, immediately emitting a foul-smelling smoke. Soon the dark clouds formed by the turtle shield began to dissipate, and even the shield was stained by the venom.
Zhang Zhixuan blocked the venom sprayed by the poisonous dragon, and the clan leader immediately used his flying sword to slash at the poisonous dragon.
The poisonous dragon inhaled sharply and released a beam of white light from its mouth, which hit Zhang Leqian’s flying sword.
This white light is not only extremely fast, like lightning in dark clouds, but it is also very mysterious. With one blow, Zhang Leqian’s consciousness attached to the flying sword was dispersed, and the flying sword was knocked out of his hand.
His consciousness was shattered, and Zhang Leqian suddenly saw stars in his eyes, had a splitting headache, and even a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
At this time, although Qingchan was the slowest to react, he delivered the decisive blow.
She was suspended in the air, muttering words, holding a dark flag in both hands. A pair of white jade hands gently shook, and a ripple appeared slightly, brushing across the surface of the poisonous dragon like a feather.
This flag flag is Qing Chan’s best magical weapon, the soul-inducing flag.
When Zhang Zhixuan was preparing to take her to Qingxuan Sect, he unexpectedly met a mysterious senior on a barren mountain outside Maple Leaf Square in Longjiang County.
That mysterious and powerful senior seemed to have a very unusual relationship with Qing Chan. He not only taught her the soul-raising technique, but also gave her a soul-inducing flag.
This magical weapon is a third-level high-grade magical weapon. It can not only warm and nourish one’s own soul, but also seduce the enemy’s soul and refine it into this magical weapon.
Although the poisonous dragon’s body is powerful, in terms of soul, it is not as good as the monk.
The soul-inducing flag was gently shaken, and although the soul of the poisonous dragon was not separated from the body, it still achieved a good effect. The poisonous dragon’s soul seemed to be frozen, and his body suddenly felt stagnant.
In the monks’ battles, Zhang Zhixuan’s reactions were always very quick, and he could often seize the most critical opportunity.
Seeing this hard-won opportunity, he almost reflexively used the Shura Zimu Blade. Seven or eight flying knives waved the blade wheels and cut off the poisonous dragon’s head in an instant.
Without its head, the poisonous dragon certainly cannot survive.
Zhang Leqian smiled happily when he saw Zhang Zhixuan killing the poisonous dragon. He suppressed the severe pain in his head and immediately used a spell to drag the corpse of the poisonous dragon to the edge of the underground river.
The few people rested for a while, then immediately began to skin and cramp, and sent the precious materials from the poisonous dragon back to Lushan.
Even the flesh and blood of the poisonous dragon were sent back to Tiantai Peak by a few of the family’s Qi-training monks, carrying hundreds of kilograms each on their backs.
The family built an ice cellar above Tiantai Peak. With the ice cellar, the flesh and blood of these monsters could be preserved for several years.
The essence spirit energy in the flesh and blood of monster beasts is more than ordinary spiritual rice. Especially for this kind of third-level high-grade monster beast, its value is even higher.
If the flesh and blood of this poisonous dragon were taken to Qingyangfang City, the amount of spiritual stones sold for the meat alone would probably be several hundred.
(End of chapter)