MTL - Natural Fairy Species-Chapter 11 real power

  Chapter 11 The Power of a Real Man

  The warehouse where monks of the Bai family hid was originally just an ordinary stone house, but now it was wrapped in layers of black ink bamboo, and the impact of the magic weapon on it only caused the bamboo forest to sway.

"Before this spiritual plant was planted, this method was designed. At the critical moment, the secret method was used to stimulate the essence of all the plants and trees in the spiritual plant to protect the most central stone house. Judging from the scale of this spiritual plant, I am afraid For the plan a hundred years ago, the Bai family really planned for a rainy day and prepared for the worst!"

  Junior brother surnamed Chen's face under the mask was ugly. He had already calculated that it would take at least three to five days for the essence of plants and trees to fade away, and he couldn't wait that long.

  In fact, they have already wasted too much time in Bai's house, and every time they stay longer, the risk doubles.

  Qingfengmen has monopolized Heishan County for nearly a thousand years. There have been glories and downfalls along the way, but they have never really lost control of their subordinates. It isolates the sect forces that are trying to get involved in the invasion. In recent years, it has had several conflicts with the Ghost Sect and has not lost the wind. Its strength cannot be underestimated.

"Quickly set up the **** formation for me, and pour the hearts and blood of these boys and girls who were born in the cloudy year, the moon, and the cloudy day into the ground according to the position of the eye of the formation; you guys, go to the stone house and dig three three feet deep. Pour three bottles of earth lung baleful energy into it. Everything is ready, wait until I activate the formation, defile this spiritual vein, hook up with the ghost king, and see what other cultivators of the Bai family can do!"

  Once the blood fiend formation is completed, the entire spiritual vein will be filled with evil spirits, and the ghost king will descend into the world, turning the entire Hanxiu Peak into a ghost.

  Even if it takes a hundred years, this land will be dead, and it will be impossible to live a normal life, let alone become a practice resort where spiritual veins gather.

  Junior brother surnamed Chen handed over one material to the remaining Ghost Spirit Sect disciples, and everyone followed suit honestly. Demon monks respect the strong even more, and the subordinates are like servants. Even if they are not of the same family, no disciple dares to speak out when they are driven.

  He did not hesitate to take great risks to stay and break the Bai family stone house, of course not to avenge senior brother Shen and other dead disciples.

  Monster monks are heartless and ungrateful, today I will kill you, tomorrow you will kill him, life and death are fate, where is the time to take revenge every day.

   What's more, monks who can cultivate to the foundation establishment stage, how can they be impulsive, and they will never have the idea that the Bai family will be wiped out immediately.

It is really the Bai family's endless tricks that made Chen's younger brother fearful, and gave birth to a greedy heart, and even kept treasures such as talisman treasures, which are unique to alchemy masters. Will there be other treasures in the warehouse in the end? Such as Jiedan Daoist's exercises, miraculous medicines, and even real magic weapons!

"I just smashed four top-grade magical weapons by the sword talisman, but as long as I can find a spiritual weapon, I will not lose money. If I can find a magic weapon...sell it and exchange it for spirit stones or donate it to the sect master in exchange for improving cultivation. The elixir for me is enough for me to cultivate to the late stage of Foundation Establishment!"

   Even if a monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect becomes a foundation-building monk, he is still a high-level hard labor in the eyes of Master Jiedan. All the resources of the sect revolve around the few ancestors above, and there will be no leakage downwards.

   Just because of this slight chance, the eyes of the junior brother surnamed Chen turned green, it was worth taking the risk.

  …

Bai Zichen felt that in his previous life, he didn't have the ups and downs of today's experience. First, Jiexiu appeared and killed Aunt Song; then he knew that Jiexiu actually came from a sect called Ghost Spirit Sect, who was blocked by the four-element Tianyuan array , was safe for the time being; but soon the formation was broken by vicious ghost heads, and the whole family was almost killed. At a critical moment, the elder sacrificed a talisman and killed a monk in the foundation period.

  An ordinary storeroom, now surrounded by layers of black ink bamboo, has become the last fortress.

  But they looked out from the inside, and their sight was not blocked. They could find that the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect hadn't given up yet, and they were still arranging some tricks after busy work.

   "Fourth elder, is there any treasure in the clan that can kill the enemy? This group of people has been refusing to withdraw. I guess they must have a way to deal with our treasury."

  At present, there are only a few monks of the Bai family who can still stand intact in the warehouse. Bai Zichen approached the fourth elder and sounded that it was not his style to wait blindly.

The fourth elder looked bitter. He is the one with the deepest knowledge in spiritual planting in the clan. He is not good at fighting skills. Mansion **** thunder. As long as it is sacrificed, all within a hundred meters will be turned into powder, and the foundation-builder cultivator is no exception."

  Perhaps it was because of the nervousness that needed to be confided, and the fourth elder told Bai Zichen about this kind of family secrets.

Bai Zichen was overjoyed at first, but soon thought of something wrong: "Fourth elder, this pilizi should be able to detonate from a long distance, or you can throw it out now and give them a hard time. I see People are paying attention to our side, and they will definitely blow up these villains."

   "No, I don't have enough cultivation, I can only activate the thunderbolt by holding it in my hand."

The fourth elder shook his head, as if to comfort Bai Zichen, and added, "Don't worry, the old man will detonate the pilizi at the last moment, you won't feel any pain, and you don't have to worry about your soul falling into the hands of Moxiu. tortured."

  Good news, the Bai family still has cards;

  Bad news, before this hole card kills the enemy, everyone in the treasury has to die first.

  Bai Zichen took two steps back quite speechlessly, knowing that the Fourth Elder was unreliable, so he continued to stare at the changes outside the warehouse.

   At this moment, the junior brother surnamed Chen walked to the stone house, raised the forearm whose wrist had been severed, and slashed at it again, this time the whole arm fell off.

  After the evil ghost swallowed his arm, it rose to about ten feet high, and frantically beat its own chest, looking at the blood on the severed arm of Junior Brother Chen, salivating. After urging it several times in a row, it reluctantly walked to the warehouse and thrust its hands into the ground to arouse the evil spirit in the lungs.

  Boom!

  There was a thunder, and the air suddenly stagnated for a moment, and then a terrifying golden storm swept over, swallowing and sweeping away everything. After the smoke and dust passed, the front of the warehouse returned to how it was before.

  What kind of ferocious ghosts, all the monks of the Ghost Gate are gone, only sporadic fragments in the ground prove that they have come to this world.

  Everyone in the warehouse fell to the ground, and a terrifying coercion appeared above Hanxiu Peak.

   "Old man Ge Cang, the villain has been executed, you wait for the wounded, there will be Qingfeng Sect disciples coming to rescue later!"

   An old voice resounded in the sky, transmitted through the spell, and it is estimated that living people within a radius of tens of miles can hear it.

   Moments later, the coercion disappeared, and everyone supported each other to stand up.

   "Are we... saved?" Bai Zichen couldn't believe it, happiness came so suddenly.

   "It's the Master Ge Cang of Qingfengmen who has been retreating, we are saved, of course we are saved!"

   Two lines of dirty tears flowed from the corners of the fourth elder's eyes. The Bai family has paid too much to wait until this moment.

  After taking the initiative to dissipate the blessing of Yimu Qingshenju, the Xuanmo bamboo withered quickly, the bamboo leaves were brushed off the ground, the bamboo branches lost all their moisture and fell crookedly, and the warehouse was opened from the inside.

  After the catastrophe, the members of the Bai family who escaped from death came out one by one. Seeing the desolate clan land, many people burst into tears on the spot.

  (end of this chapter)