Chapter 332 - Jade Pool Treasures

  After more than ten breaths, Yao Zhi, whose living space was constantly squeezed by Lu Xuan, finally gradually revealed its body.

  It was almost invisible and colorless, and it showed a translucent form in the small space, like a soft-bodied insect without legs, flowing around like liquid, trying to find an opportunity to break out of the giant net.

  Despite the difficulties, it still tightly wrapped the fourth-grade Xuanyin Pill, which shows how hard and simple it has lived for so many years.

  "Follow me, I will take you out and let you absorb the pill as much as you want."

  Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness conveyed such a thought to Yao Zhi.

  In the light group after the spiritual plant matures, pill rewards are often opened, so he is not worried about not being able to provide Yao Zhi with a good living environment.

  At the same time, he has absorbed the two pill recipes of Peiyuan Pill and Yunling Pill. The sect's spiritual field also grows Cangyuan grass for refining foundation-building pills. It can be foreseen that there will be a lot of rewards for the recipe of foundation-building pills.

  Yaozhi did not respond to Lu Xuan's invitation. Lu Xuan had no choice but to seal it with the white bone magic puppet and wait until he had free time to subdue it.

  Putting Yaozhi and the white bone magic puppet into the gluttonous insect capsule, Lu Xuan took a deep breath. The faint medicinal fragrance lingering in the alchemy room disappeared, replaced by a decayed smell that had been generated for many years.

  He left the elixir and rushed to the center of the palace.

  The violent spiritual fluctuations inside could be felt from a distance.

  Lu Xuan suddenly stopped and looked at a corpse lying on the ground with a solemn expression. The

  lower half of the corpse on the ground disappeared, and the only remaining upper half was also without flesh and blood, leaving only an empty shell. I don't know what it experienced before death.

  "The mortality rate in this secret realm is a bit high."

  Lu Xuan sighed secretly. Since entering the secret realm, he has discovered or personally solved that at least six foundation-building monks have fallen here, which made Lu Xuan, who has not had much experience in exploring secret realms, feel a little emotional.

  "Well, three of them were done by me..."

  Thinking of this, he regained his calm.

  "With my current cultivation and various rare treasures, I should worry about other cultivators."

  "Since I'm here, I must go in and take a look, but I need to hide my identity."

  As he was about to enter the center of the secret realm and compete with other foundation-building cultivators for opportunities, Lu Xuan decided to conceal his true cultivation and treasures for the time being, and not expose his true cultivation and treasures to everyone.

  Thinking of this, he took out the fourth-grade Qianchuang Weird Mask from his storage bag.

  The light gray mask was as thin as a cicada's wing. After wearing it on the face, it seemed as if a thin layer of skin was covered. The patterns on the mask kept changing. Lu Xuan's mind moved, and in an instant he became an ordinary-looking young cultivator.

  His aura remained at the early stage of foundation building, and his bones were slightly raised to avoid being recognized by familiar people such as Shi Zhong.

  His appearance, aura, and figure all changed greatly, and Lu Xuan became a brand new cultivator.

  Half a moment later, he followed the fluctuations of spiritual power and came to a jade house at the top of the palace.

  The entire jade house is made of warm green jade, and a huge jade pool is dug out in the center. The jade pool is covered with layers of restrictions. Seven monks are constantly attacking the surface of the restrictions, setting off waves of spiritual energy.

  "This is entering the nest of evil spirits."

  Lu Xuan twitched his mouth and revealed a helpless smile.

  Wearing the Thousand-Chapter Strange Mask has no effect on him at the moment, and he can express his vivid and delicate expressions very well.

  At this moment, he felt that the muscles in his neck were almost frozen.

  The cool breath from the Immaculate Jade kept coming, warning Lu Xuan.

  Lu Xuan glanced casually, and the seven monks surrounding the jade pool were immediately in his sight.   

  Among the seven people, there was a hunchbacked old man with the strongest spiritual power, who had reached the late stage of foundation building.

  The hump on his back rose and fell, and from time to time there were strange howling sounds. Occasionally, small gray and black hands and feet appeared from the back of his neck, and were quickly pulled back by something.

  He had the highest cultivation level on the field and occupied the most ideal position.

  At the edge of the jade pool, there was also a blood-robed monk. There were countless dark red evil insects on his blood-red robe, which were densely packed and squirming, as if they would burst out of the robe at any time. When

  Lu Xuan saw the blood-robed monk for the first time, his pupils shrank slightly.

  He was very familiar with the dark red evil insects on the monk's body. They were the blood-coagulated Yin insects that invaded Kongming Island not long ago. He also solved a blood-coagulated Yin insect king at that time. The two had a great relationship.

  "I didn't expect that the evil cultivator behind the scenes would also come to wade into this muddy water."

  At that time, the evil insect king had a strength that was not weaker than that of the early stage of foundation building. The blood-robed monk who raised the evil insects behind the scenes, his cultivation strength can be imagined.

  There was also a short monk wearing a loose robe, only the height of a normal person's waist.

  When his eyes were fixed on him, the cool breath from the Immaculate Jade became much stronger again, which, to a certain extent, also represented the horror of his strength.

  The burly middle-aged monk that Lu Xuan saw when he just arrived at the periphery of the secret realm was also among them.

  The monk turned into a giant of half a meter, with muscles and knots all over his body. When he breathed, two hot white air currents gushed out of his nostrils, which showed the strength of his body.

  In addition, there was an elegant scholar holding a two-foot-long golden brush in his hand. The spiritual power of the brush body surged, and his extraordinaryness could be seen at a glance.

  He also saw two familiar figures.

  Shi Zhong and Zhou Bingyu stood closely together.

  Shi Zhong held a dark yellow brass mirror in his hand, with all kinds of strange insects and beasts and weird patterns painted on the edge of the mirror. In front of Zhou Bingyu, there was a silver-white sword ball floating, and countless sword qi like hair was surging and spitting out, waiting to be fired.

  Among the seven people, only two of them were in the early stage of foundation building, but the remaining few people did not dare to underestimate them.

  Both of them were disciples of a large sect, with endless treasures on their bodies and various powerful inheritances. Maybe they mastered some secret techniques that could kill cultivators in the middle or even late stage of foundation building, or had one or two protective treasures given by their elders and masters.

  The other cultivators in the early stage of foundation building who tried to enter these people were either easily solved, or they had self-knowledge and knew that their chances were too slim, so they took the initiative to withdraw in the face of life and death pressure.

  As soon as Lu Xuan showed up, he attracted the attention of the seven people.

  "Another person is here to die, my precious insects are almost full."

  The blood-robed monk noticed Lu Xuan's disguised early stage of foundation building and laughed sinisterly.

  The blood-red robe on his body moved without wind, and the blood-coagulated Yin worms inside seemed to move faster.

  The hunchbacked old man in the front looked at Lu Xuan coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person. A blue-black baby ghost wrapped in Yin energy suddenly emerged from his back and gave Lu Xuan a creepy smile.

  The other few people did not say anything. After a glance, they turned their attention back to the restriction in front of them.

  Since you have chosen to enter this place, there is no point in saying more. Life and death are your own responsibility.

  Lu Xuan ignored the blood-robed monk and others and focused his eyes on the inside of the jade pool.

  The bottom of the jade pool was filled with black air, and above it, four exotic treasures were floating up and down.

  (End of this chapter)