After searching Qiu Yuelian's body, he found a cosmos sachet. This sachet was Qiu Yuelian's cosmos artifact. It had its own space inside to store her belongings. After putting away the sachet, Ji Feichen dragged Qiu Yuelian's corpse into the blood-patterned golden wood in the center of the cave abode. Then, he went to find the others.
For cave abode explorations like this, usually a large group of people would come in and fight each other after seeing all kinds of treasures. Otherwise, they would fall into traps. Ji Feichen only needed to come in last to pick up the corpse.
Instead of learning from others and fighting to the death in the cave abode for an immortal herb or spirit herb, it was better to set up his own traps and wait. This was more in line with Ji Feichen's personality.
As he walked and stopped, he saw four people surrounded by golden-armored soldiers in the distance. These soldiers came from the Eight Desolate God Lock Cloud Light Formation. They were formed by the clouds and golden light in the formation. As long as the formation was still there, the soldiers would never run out.
"Although these soldiers are not very intelligent and strong, there are too many of them. It takes too much magic power to deal with them. "Liang Chuming thought to himself. He wanted to retreat. But now, he did not see a single artifact. Instead, he was trapped in the formation. "Why don't I gather my senior and junior brothers and come back after some preparation."
Thus, Liang Chuming opened the treasure gourd on his waist. Endless yellow sand spewed out of the mouth of the gourd. He pointed. "Go!" The yellow sand swept across the sky. The chilly wind swallowed the golden light. The surrounding soldiers were all swallowed by the yellow sand, revealing a gap in the encirclement. Then, Liang Chuming turned into a sandstorm and escaped.
Seeing this, the other three also rushed out of the encirclement.
The four of them escaped. Ji Feichen was not in a hurry. He was not in a hurry at all. The huge cave abode was his trap. There was no need for him to chase after them. What he needed to do was to reel in the net and clean up all his prey.
After everyone left, Ji Feichen walked forward. He picked up some yellow sand. As the grains of sand moved, he could vaguely hear the sound of ghosts crying.
Ji Feichen muttered to himself, "This is Ghost Weeping Sand? Isn't this the Soul Breaking Sand that he uses often? Has this guy condensed another type of spirit sand? "
Looking at the direction in which Liang Chuming had escaped, the speed of his Sand Escape Technique was not inferior to his Water Escape Technique.
"Liang Chuming's demonic arts have become even more profound."
Yin Ming School was divided into five branches. Ji Feichen belonged to the black branch, while Liang Chuming belonged to the yellow branch. Black Vein Yin Refining Art, Yellow Vein Devil Refining Sand. "Acheron Silent Demon, You Sky Sand" of the Yellow Vein could slaughter Ground Fairies. The Ghost Weeping Sand that Liang Chuming used was a basic method of refining sand in the Acheron Yin Devil Scripture.
After pondering for a while, Ji Feichen chased after him leisurely. Not too long later, Zhang Xuan heard a scream coming from the middle of the courtyard. Walking over to take a look, he saw that Feng Zhikang had been captured by the Bloodstripe Goldwood in the middle of the courtyard. Jinmu stretched out his roots and buried him alive in the soil. Beside him, the Autumn Moon Lotus that Ji Feichen had thrown away was also bound by the roots and turned into a dried corpse.
This spiritual tree had 800 years of cultivation and had long become a spirit. It was Ji Feichen's old partner in the cave abode. In the past, everyone who died here would be given to Jinmu as fertilizer. The two of them could be said to have a symbiotic relationship.
"There are three more. Disguise yourself well. When they come back, signal me."
Jinmu could understand Ji Feichen's words. The tree crown rustled as if replying to Ji Feichen's words. It returned to its original state. Glowing White Jade Brick, Coiled Dragon Blood Golden Wood, and a fragrant dark green fruit hung on the tree to lure prey into the trap.
Next, Ji Feichen went to the courtyard to look for Liang Chuming.
Liang Chuming saw that there was something hidden in this cave abode and was prepared to escape from the door. Just as he reached the door, another group of Golden Light Soldiers blocked his way. Then, a door rose.
Another use of the Eight Desolate Divine Lock Cloud Light Formation. Eight doors rose from the clouds. The door that appeared in front of Liang Chuming was the Death Door. The Death Door was the most ominous of the eight doors. In the ominous land, death was certain. Together with the three precious pearls floating above the door, it added a more ominous aura. Beginning of Autumn, Beginning of Summer, and White Dew were the three seasons of autumn. Autumn was harsh and murderous. It was a place of war and war.
Dark clouds rose from the platinum door. Gusts of cold wind blew past him. Liang Chuming's hair stood on end. He felt a sense of foreboding as he vaguely sensed his doom.
The soldiers that walked out of the Death Door were even stronger than the group just now. Moreover, the Death Door blocked the exit. There was no way to escape. After a few rounds of probing, Liang Chuming decisively turned back. But at this moment, a Black Dragon blocked the path. Liang Chuming's expression froze for a moment before he regained his composure. "Which fellow disciple from the Black Faction is here?" The Mystical Fiend Demon Dragon Scripture. This was definitely a fellow disciple from Yin Ming School.
Ji Feichen slowly walked out from behind the Black Dragon. He stretched out his hand, and the Black Dragon turned into a long mace in his hand.
The Devil Dragon Mace was a magic treasure recorded in the Mystical Fiend Demon Dragon Scripture. It could transform into a dragon and roam the world. Ji Feichen used the special black gold from Black Gold Mountain to forge it. It was divided into twelve sections, each section three inches long. The total length was three feet and six inches. If the handle was included, it would be four feet, or 1.2 meters. On the twelve sections of the Devil Dragon Mace, each section had eight Mystical Fiend Dragon Patterns, which were used to restrict the magic treasure. This magic treasure was currently a mid-grade magic treasure, similar to Liang Chuming's gourd.
"So it's Junior Martial Brother Ji." Seeing Ji Feichen, Liang Chuming was relieved. The two of them did not have a good relationship, but how could Ji Feichen be his match? Back then, Ji Feichen was ranked sixth in the outer sect, and Liang Chuming was ranked second. After entering the sect, Liang Chuming did not hear about Ji Feichen having any battle achievements. Ji Feichen's strength was probably weaker than his.
The yellow sand condensed into a short sword in Liang Chuming's robe, and even more spiritual sand formed armor on his body. "When did Junior Martial Brother come in?"
"The five of us from the Black Faction followed Senior Martial Brother Liang in." Ji Feichen's expression did not change. He looked into the cave abode and said casually, "Now, the two from the Brilliant Sun Demon Cult should not be able to survive."
Five people? Liang Chuming was shocked at first, then he considered whether what he said was true or not. At this moment, there was another scream from afar. It seemed to be from the Brilliant Sun Demon Cult.
Liang Chuming panicked a little. It would take him a lot of effort to deal with Ji Feichen alone. If all five of them were here …
"Cough cough … Junior Martial Brother and the rest are here to fight for this cave abode for our Yin Ming School?" Liang Chuming decisively started to make connections.
"Senior Martial Brother Liang, you should understand the cruelty of the Five Branches of the Underworld. Since we from the Black Faction have gotten it, we will not let Senior Martial Brother spread rumors. "
"I understand, of course I understand," Liang Chuming said straightforwardly, "I will give this cave abode to the Black Faction, and I will swear a blood curse that will not be spread."
"Speaking of the blood curse, how much do you know about our Yin Ming School's Blood Borer Curse, Senior Martial Brother?"
"Why, are you afraid that my oath won't work?" Liang Chuming quickly said, "The Blood Borer Curse of our Yin Ming School is rooted in the bloodline. As long as the body is there, it is impossible to get rid of it."
Ji Feichen's eyes flashed. "In other words, I just have to give up the body and possess it?"
"If I use the possession technique, I will be easily devoured by the soul. Moreover, I am just a small disciple, how can I use such a high-level technique like possession? Even Human Immortal masters have the risk of failure. " Liang Chuming quickly explained, "If I can really become a Human Immortal, the loss of this cave abode will not matter."
"People of my generation cannot possess bodies. Cultivating to Ground Fairies will automatically get rid of the Blood Borer Curse. In other words, the curse can only be broken when one is a Human Immortal? "
"That is …" Liang Chuming immediately reacted. "Junior Martial Brother, why are you asking about this? Are you thinking of breaking the curse and betraying the sect? " Liang Chuming's voice became louder. "If you betray the sect, you will be hunted down by our Yin Ming School, and you will be the enemy of everyone in the Ten Paths of the Yuan School!"
"Senior Martial Brother, you talk too much." Ji Feichen's expression darkened. The three pearls above the Death Gate immediately flew down and hit Liang Chuming's protective sand armor three times.
"Brat, you really want to betray the sect?" Liang Chuming's expression was ferocious. As he used his armor to resist the pearls, he shouted, "Anyone who betrays the sect has the right to be punished! Even if your fellow disciples from the Black Faction are here, they will not be able to protect you! If you let me go, I can still help you hide it! You should know that you cannot kill me with your strength! "
Ji Feichen ignored him. With a flip of his hand, he chanted an incantation. Rays of light flew over from afar. All the Biechao pearls surrounded Liang Chuming. The white rays shuttled back and forth, shattering the sand armor and attacking his body.
"What is this?" Liang Chuming was a little panicked. Ji Feichen's set of Jade Tide Pearls flew around him. The elemental energy contained in each pearl was not inferior to his treasured gourd.
"This is your trump card? You usually hide your strength? " Liang Chuming panicked. According to the magic power that Ji Feichen had displayed, it was definitely not inferior to him. It could even be comparable to the strongest person in their generation.
The Biechao pearls were activated. Like a vast ocean, they finally swallowed Liang Chuming and his demonic sand. The pearls pierced through Liang Chuming's body. Blood splattered out from his body. Finally, the tides receded and the pearls dispersed. Only a tattered corpse was left on the ground.
Ji Feichen went forward to pick up the treasures. Suddenly, a few rays of black light shot out from the corpse and hit Ji Feichen's chest.
The young man grunted and immediately tore open his robes. A few black cinnabar pellets could be seen on his chest.
"Youdu Sand!" This was a type of poisonous sand. Its toxicity was so strong that it could kill someone in an instant. Fortunately, a few black dragon scales rose from Ji Feichen's chest, blocking the cinnabar pellets perfectly. The dragon scales fell off and turned into poisonous smoke on the ground.
The Mystical Fiend Devil Dragon Scripture cultivated the corporeal body. Its defense was unparalleled. Even though Ji Feichen had just started cultivating it, he could use his magic power to condense a few dragon scales on his body. It was these dragon scales that saved his life.
After dodging Liang Chuming's sneak attack before his death, Ji Feichen wrapped the ink qi around his right hand. Dense dragon scales grew on his wide palm as he carefully pinched the cinnabar pellets.
Yin Ming School's Yellow Vein Devil Sand was said to have "Nine Refinements". Each time it reached a new level, the Natal Spirit Sand would undergo a sublimation. Spirit Sand, Cinnabar Sand, Mother Sand. After three refinements, the Mother Sand corresponded to the Golden Core of the Xuanmen. Condensing the Mother Sand could witness the Immortal Dao Fruit. After that, the Fourth Refinement turned the Mother Sand back into Spirit Sand. The Fifth Refinement turned it into Cinnabar. The Sixth Refinement condensed a brand new Mother Sand. At this time, it was comparable to the Ground Fairies. Then, he repeated it again, and finally, after nine refinements, he achieved "Acheron Silent Devil You Sky Mother Sand". A single Gravel Elemental Pill could transform into a field of Nine Underworlds Acheron's Venomous Sand, which was already comparable to a Celestial Immortal.
The Three Revolutions Nine Refining Technique was the supreme secret technique of Yin Ming School.
Currently, the Youdu Cinnabar in Ji Feichen's hands was the second of the nine refinements.
"A pot of Youdu sand can only refine one cinnabar. Where did this fellow find the Youdu sand from? " Ji Feichen carefully fiddled with the corpse. Other than the Youdu sand, there was also the Blood Transformation Sand, Ghost Weeping Sand, Five Poison Sand, and other common spirit sands of the Yin Underworld Yellow Vein. There were also quite a few cinnabars.
'Luckily, this fellow is knowledgeable but not proficient. If he really focused on cultivating a type of Mother Sand, how would I be his match?'
After hastily cleaning up the corpse, Ji Feichen carried the blood corpse to the blood patterned golden wood. At this moment, the blood patterned golden wood had devoured another person. Only Sima Kang was left scrambling to escape the range of the blood patterned golden wood.
Sima Kang's legs were entangled by the blood patterned golden wood, and the roots spread through his legs and into his body. Sima Kang had a decisive personality. He severed his legs to escape the range of the blood patterned golden wood.
After crawling to a safe place with difficulty, he saw a youth in navy blue robes standing in front of him. The youth looked at him with a smile that was yet not a smile. He used the Devil Dragon Truncheon to knock away the magic artifacts on Sima Kang's body. "Senior brother of the Brilliant Sun Dao, can I ask you a question?"
Ji Feichen asked Sima Kang about the blood curse again. Sima Kang didn't know much about the Yin Ming School's blood curse. Instead, he told Ji Feichen about his own Blazing Sun Blood Flame Curse.
When Ji Feichen saw that it was fruitless, he severed his meridians and carried him to the blood patterned golden wood. However, he didn't let the golden wood devour Sima Kang this time.
"It wasn't easy to find someone from the Brilliant Sun Dao. Be obedient, the others will be enough for you to digest for a while."
The golden wood swayed for a moment, and the roots that were like dragons retreated to the side, revealing a cave at the bottom of the tree. Through the light from the clouds, one could faintly see a flight of stairs extending downwards from the pitch-black cave.
Ji Feichen threw all the corpses outside the cave abode under the tree. After cleaning up all the traces of battle, he brought Sima Kang to the basement.
The tree closed its roots and swept the corpses into the soil. A strange smiling face gradually appeared on the blood patterned golden wood.
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