Fate of the Immortals and Demons

Chapter 351: Ruined Ancient Tower



Chapter 351: Ruined Ancient Tower

"Have you not noticed yet that the spiritual energy on this island is abnormally rich?"

The little evil dragon, transformed into the appearance of a porcelain doll, shuttled between the trees, with an intoxicated look on his face, breathing freely.

Mo Hei also stretched his body and mind, feeling as if he was sitting on the ground, absorbing spiritual energy and breaking free from shackles.

But you have to know that this island is so rich in spiritual energy, which is the first time Mo Hei has encountered it since he started practicing.

This is just like a hungry beggar suddenly encountering a grand banquet.

Coincidentally, there are many monks who have the same idea as Mo Hei, and many of them have already found a relatively secluded place.

He opened up a simple cave and set up a protective formation, using it for seclusion, absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy to break through the bottleneck of his realm.

Among them are Bai Yeyu and Luo Ting who are stuck in the Qi Building Stage, as well as Piaoxu and his group from the Kongling Sect in the Immortal Realm.

This is also the reason why the island, which covers an area of ​​only ten thousand square kilometers, rarely sees the figures of other immortal cultivators.

"Huh? What's going on? My spiritual sense is being suppressed, and I can only detect a distance of about ten feet. Little White Dragon, is it the same for you?"

He must have come back to his senses. When Mo Hei subconsciously used his spiritual sense to investigate, he was shocked.

Perhaps it is because the spiritual energy is too strong, so it is like looking at flowers in the fog, and it is difficult to see clearly.

"Young man Mo, this entire island does not belong to this world. With your current shallow cultivation, don't overestimate your abilities."

Upon hearing this, the little evil dragon looked back at Mo Hei, answered his doubts, and then said solemnly:

"Don't be tempted by this rich spiritual energy right now, otherwise you will end up losing the big picture."

Mo Hei resisted the urge to sit cross-legged on the ground and absorb the extremely rich spiritual energy.

Turning to look around, I saw nothing special except the lush vegetation.

"Are you wondering why this island is so full of spiritual energy, but there are no spiritual herbs or trees?"

The little evil dragon directly asked the question that confused Mo Hei, then smiled mysteriously, waved his little hand and said:

"Follow me quickly. This drop of blood essence is about to give birth to the Chilong spirit. It is at a critical moment."

Mo Hei could only greedily absorb the abundant spiritual energy and leap towards the center of the island with the little evil dragon.

As for those cultivators who entered the Dragon Soul Ruins before Mo Hei, whether they were human or sea beast monsters.

Except for the cultivators in the foundation-building stage, most cultivators who have not yet established their foundation have wisely chosen to break through the realm first.

After all, to enter this secret realm where one competes for opportunities to cultivate, the only way to protect oneself is to improve one's own strength.

If you don't have the strength, even if you grab the treasures of heaven and earth, you will only become the target of public criticism and bring about fatal disaster.

Because of this, along the way, Mo Hei and Tong Xiao Nielong rarely encountered cultivators within the Foundation Establishment Stage. Most of them were in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Root Establishment Stage, and even Pill Establishment Stage.

As for cultivators above the Jindan stage, it is simply impossible for them to pass through the countercurrent entrance of the Dragon Soul Ruins vortex.

From this, it can be seen that the reason why this dragon soul ruins came into the world is indeed quite strange and mysterious, and it was closed immediately after Mo Hei brought the little evil dragon in.

"What is this? Is it a ruined ancient tower?"

When Mo Hei and Xiao Nielong arrived at the central area of ​​the island, they could only see a dilapidated three-story spire standing tall.

"Is this drop of Chilong's blood stored in this ancient tower?"

Mo Hei was completely attracted by the dilapidated ancient tower in front of him, and ignored the monks around the ancient tower.

This was because the oppressive aura emanating from this dilapidated ancient tower made it extremely difficult for the monks to approach it.

"Huh? This person was able to break through the encirclement and enter the Dragon Soul Ruins. It's really not easy."

As Mo Hei appeared, Luo Ting, a middle-aged woman from Tianyong City in the Tianling Realm who was respectfully called Uncle Hanliu and had reached the Dan-building stage, looked at Mo Hei with surprise and kept gazing at him.

It was precisely this distraction that made the cold current, which was already struggling to approach the ancient tower, about a hundred steps away, like rowing against the current, where if it did not move forward it would move backward. It was suddenly pushed back more than ten steps before it could barely stabilize its body.

"Could it be that Fairy Hanliu knows this person?"

Yun Wang, who was from the Qingcheng Yun family and had been chasing Mo Hei outside the Bingshen Mountain, was shocked when he saw this scene. He flew backwards, supported him, and couldn't help but ask.

Hanliu broke free from the support, kept his distance, nodded slightly, and answered briefly:

"We have indeed met several times."

Yun Wang didn't care, but asked with interest:

"I wonder what the identity of the little boy following this person is?"

Hanliu's beautiful eyes fixed, and she noticed the child who came with Mohei, with a ponytail, delicate and delicate, about five or six years old, like a porcelain doll.

"How strange! Judging from the child's appearance, it's clear that he's not a human, so why doesn't he have any demonic aura?"

Hanliu's eyes moved, and like most cultivators, he focused his attention on the little evil dragon.

Even the sea beast demon cultivators looked at the little evil dragon in surprise and looked him up and down again and again.

The little evil dragon, who had become the focus of everyone's attention, didn't care at all and approached the ancient tower step by step.

But you have to know that within a radius of ten feet of this ancient tower, there is almost no grass and it is full of rugged rocks.

It is in sharp contrast with the surrounding environment, seems extremely out of place, and exudes a coercive and repulsive force.

This shows how mysterious this ancient tower is.

It is precisely because of this that it attracts so many cultivators who, without even caring about absorbing the rich spiritual energy of the island, want to enter and explore it.

Mo Hei was also about an arrow's distance away from the ancient tower when he felt an invisible resistance force that was repelling and stopping him.

"This doesn't seem like a formation, but more like some kind of restriction that Master Ning mentioned casually, which repels anything from entering?"

After Mo Hei took a step forward, he suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure coming towards him.

It's like being invisible and swimming upstream in a turbulent river.

On the other hand, the little evil dragon seemed to be strolling in the garden with ease.

When he noticed that Mo Hei was struggling and hadn't caught up, the little evil dragon sent a telepathic message:

"This isn't a formation, but a forbidden technique from the demonic realm. Fortunately, after so many years, it still retains its power. Although it can be forcibly broken through and entered, with your current level of cultivation, every step forward will incur immense pressure and impact."

Mo Hei suddenly understood, nodded slightly, and said in telepathy:

"In that case, go ahead! I'll find a secluded place outside to absorb spiritual energy and wait for you."

The little evil dragon couldn't help but get furious when he heard this, and he shouted angrily, as if he was disappointed with his son.

"Are you stupid, kid? Are the treasures in this tower not as good as these spiritual energies?"

Mo Hei didn't care at all and said:

"Once you get in, just loot everything. Besides, I can't get in even if I want to!"

The little evil dragon rolled his eyes and said unhappily:

"Don't you even know the basic courtesy of asking questions without shame?"

Mo Hei suddenly understood and asked for advice:

"Little White Dragon, please teach me how to dispel this restriction."

The little evil dragon jumped up and landed lightly on a sharp rock. Then he said slowly:

"If I hadn't received the guidance of this drop of Chilong's blood essence, which is about to give birth to its essence, how could I have known the secrets here? Therefore, you are also benefiting from this divine dragon. When you enter the ancient tower later, you must help me to integrate this drop of Chilong's essence into one."

"It's natural."

Mo Hei nodded in agreement without hesitation.

The little evil dragon glanced around at the monks who were surrounding the ancient tower and watching with eager eyes, but he did not make any mistakes.

"If I instruct you to follow my pace, these guys will definitely follow suit. As soon as you enter the ancient tower, these guys will have already stepped into the tower right after you."

After Mo Hei pondered for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"As the saying goes, it's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Little White Dragon, why don't you teach me how to break this forbidden technique?"

"That's too late."

The little evil dragon shook his head, staring at the ancient tower anxiously and said:

"Boy, summon the lamb and ride on it. That way, these guys, with their two legs, won't be able to imitate the lamb walking on four legs."

Mo Hei found this very reasonable. He looked around and found that all the cultivators surrounding the ancient tower were above the Foundation Establishment Stage.

In other words, those cultivators who had not yet established their foundation and entered the Ice God Palace ruins were not present.

In this way, even if there is some suspicion of exposing the identity, it is so small that it can be almost ignored.

Thinking of this, Mo Hei immediately summoned the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast from the spirit beast circle, then jumped and rode on it.

"Ouch..."

As the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast was summoned out of the spirit beast circle, it immediately let out a joyful roar.

It's just like a prisoner who has been imprisoned for a long time and is finally released from the cage.

"How come Fellow Daoist Mo also owns a Fire Sheep Dragon Beast?"

Not only Hanliu had this doubt, even Yunwang was quite surprised.

But it was only because of what that ugly Mo Die did in the ruins of the Ice God Palace.

Hanliu and Yunwang had long been influenced by the complaints of their younger generations.

Without waiting for Yun Wang, Han Liu and other cultivators to cast too many doubtful glances at him.

Under the guidance of the little evil dragon's spiritual consciousness, the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast carried Mo Hei on its back and approached the ancient tower step by step as if it were walking on flat ground.

"We can't let these two get there first and take the lead!"

Seeing this scene, not only the human cultivators could not sit still, but even the sea beasts and monsters became anxious.

"Could it be an illusion? This Fire Sheep Dragon Beast actually bears the faint mark of my Qingcheng Yun Family."

It was not until the fire sheep dragon beast, carrying Mo Hei, was about to reach the ancient tower that Yun Wang suddenly realized it.

When they wanted to verify further, they were already too far away and unable to sense anything due to the pressure of the restrictions.

One of the sea turtle monsters seemed to have noticed something, and immediately transformed into a sea turtle, slowly moving forward step by step according to the pace of the Fire Sheep Dragon Beast.


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