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Chapter 86: Re-entering the Immortal Tomb, the technique of banning

The land of the fairy tomb is surrounded by mountains and the plants and trees are green.

At this moment, the figure flying from a distance was Wu Chen's true body. He wore a dark ring on his finger, which he got from his secondary body, and the hunchbacked old man Chi Haoran and the others saw was transformed by him.

The tall and ancient fairy tomb is made of white sand, and there is no white fog around it at this moment. There is a black hole at the bottom, and black smoke continues to emerge, just like a demon's cave.

Looking at the entrance of the cave, Wu Chen hesitated. He had broken the restriction here before and then went to the mysterious space in the tomb. After Hua Haitang and the others entered the entrance of the cave, they were in different fields.

I don’t know where I will appear this time. If I go to the ancient coffin space, how should I go to find the area where the Qilin Ancient Medicine is located.

After throwing away what he thought in his mind, Wu Chen's eyes became firm. He had to get the ancient Qilin medicine. In addition, he had to find an opportunity to melt the Star Moon Spirit Grass into his body and enhance his strength.

The second is the sea of ​​blood and blood of the beast. It depends on whether it can refine a battle pattern.

No longer hesitated, Wu Chen walked towards the entrance of the fairy tomb cave and disappeared.

The sun was scorching, and Wu Chen and his wife had already arrived at the dunes. Looking at the golden yellow ahead, Chi Haoran wiped the sweat from his forehead, squinted his eyes, and was slightly confused.

At the beginning, he saw a strange phenomenon from the sky in this place, and then he heard that there was a powerful monk in this place, and most of the spiritual cultivation he entered was destroyed.

Of course, he didn't know that the perpetrator was Wu Chen, who was the body of the cuttlefish beside him, and he didn't know why Wu Chen came here.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard a rustling sound. He turned around and saw a group of humanoid creatures with snake bodies coming, shocking him and curious.

These are the members of the Tengren tribe. Teng Lingying is ahead and brings dozens of people to patrol here.

In fact, after Wu Chen passed the tribulation, she and the elder went to check the place, but they did not find Wu Chen's traces, so they were still lost for a long time.

Now, when she saw the clan spirit who had changed her appearance again, she opened her mouth slightly, rubbed her eyes, and after she made sure she had read it correctly, she quickly stepped forward with a happy face and saluted respectfully to Wu Chen.

When Hua Haitang saw Teng Lingying, who showed a wild beauty in front of her, her saliva dripped, especially when she saw the half-wrapped animal skin on her chest, she saw the deep grooves that all impacted the nerves and made his eyes pop out.

Bang, Chi Haoran swallowed his mouth and glanced at Hua Haitang in a slanted look. He slapped his head with a slap, "It's so embarrassing, old flower, can you be more mature like me!" As he said that, his eyes continued to flow on Teng Lingying, looking at him secretly.

When Teng Lingying saw the appearance of these two people, she couldn't help but get bored, but seeing that they were with the clan spirit, she couldn't say anything.

After glaring at the two of them a few times, he turned to look at Wu Chen, and a charming smile appeared on his face, his voice was extremely ethereal, "Sir, you are back!"

"Clan Spirit?" Hearing that the woman called Cuttlefish as a Clan Spirit, Chi Haoran retracted his vulgar gaze and turned to Wu Chen, "Brother Mo, what is the Clan Spirit?"

Facing the two curious babies, Wu Chen said helplessly: "I don't know this either."

Afterwards, nodding to Teng Lingying, Wu Chen nodded and said softly: "Take me to the clan land, come as promised."

With beautiful eyes looking at Wu Chen, Teng Lingying nodded quickly, twisted her snake's waist, and walked forward.

Wu Chen and others followed, but Chi Haoran and Hua Haitang stared at Teng Lingying's waist from time to time, wondering what they were thinking?

"Old flower, how good would this woman be if she was a human being. The wheat yellow skin, the wild beauty with visual impact, and the beauty of the world!" Chi Haoran pushed Hua Haitang's waist with his elbow and sighed in a low voice.

"Tsk, Brother Chi, can you be more mature like me? It's really vulgar. Just raise such creatures to the eye, don't be obsessed with it!" Hua Haitang glanced at Chi Haoran disdainfully, shook her head and walked forward with a gentleman look. She stayed for a moment, full of incredible Chi Haoran.

...

The bones were buried in the yellow sand on the ground, and there was no smoke from the cooking stove.

The sand dunes are extremely desolate, and even a bird is unwilling to stay.

In the center of this place, there is a huge castle with old traces, and there are several guards in front of them swimming back and forth.

Not long after, when they saw Teng Lingying and the others coming, the guards respectfully bowed their heads and gave in.

Teng Lingying stopped, looked at Chi Haoran and Hua Haitang hesitantly, and said to Wu Chen: "Master Ling, the Teng Renren has never allowed outsiders to enter. Do you think you friends can wait outside?"

Hearing the words of this snake girl, Chi Haoran was unhappy in an instant and yelled, "Girl, you are racist, I protest!"

As he said that, he raised his right hand and glared at Hua Haitang at the same time. After Hua Haitang paused slightly, he quickly agreed and raised his hand, "I agree, why can Brother Mo enter, but we can't?"

Wu Chen frowned slightly, and hesitated. At this moment, a voice came from the castle, "Protest is invalid!"

I saw an old man walking out of the castle. The old man's snake body had turned into his feet, looking at Chi Haoran with a smile, and slowly walked towards him.

Chi Haoran, who was about to curse when he heard the voice, raised his head and did not dare to speak when he saw the old man. The old man's breath frightened him and could not provoke him.

The visitor was Teng Lingying's grandfather, the great elder of Teng Human Race.

The elder bent slightly to Wu Chen and said respectfully: "My clan spirit, I hope to forgive me. The human race does not allow outsiders to enter. Of course, as a clan spirit, you can naturally enter."

The words of the Great Elder made Wu Chen, who was about to open his mouth, finally thought for a while, and said to Chi Haoran and Hua Haitang: "Brother Chi, you can wait here, I'll come when I go!"

As he said that, he put Hua Yun'er down from his shoulders, handed it to Chi Haoran, and said softly: "Brother Chi, help me watch her!"

After taking Hua Yuner, Chi Haoran winked and laughed, "Don't worry, Brother Mo, I understand!"

"You know how to do it!" Wu Chen curled his lips and finally stepped into the castle. The elder looked at Chi Haoran, nodded slightly, and then followed him into the castle.

In the wide square underground, the elder stared at Wu Chen in front of him, wanting to speak but stopping, as if he was confused.

Wu Chen turned around and saw him like this, he couldn't help but smile, "The Great Elder is wondering if I am a clan spirit, right?" After seeing him nodding, he continued: "I am a clan spirit, it's just some reasons, and it's not convenient to disclose them, but as long as you believe, I can help you break the seal."

Looking at the man with an ordinary face but calm face, the elder thought about it and said that this is the same. As long as the seal is broken, no matter whether he is a clan spirit or not.

No longer worried, he brought Wu Chen to the stone chamber sealed by blood, and looked at the blood sealed by ancient characters above the white jade with complex patterns. The Great Elder was melancholy, "This ball of blood was drawn from the ancestor!"

Retracting his mood, he bowed to Wu Chen, "I would like to ask the clan spirit to help us human race and break this seal."

Wu Chen nodded slightly, looked up at the dense flowing ancient characters, and sighed. When he saw this scene in the past, he knew that these characters were condensed by the power of thought. Now that he saw them again, he was still shocked.

The transformation of the soul is actually a leap of the soul quality, which enhances the perception and also possesses the power to slap the soul. Just like some ordinary people, some are smart, while others are dull.

Of course, even if the soul of a cultivator fails to transform, he is equally powerful. For example, in the Nascent Soul Stage, the soul will produce soul power; after transforming into a god, the soul will produce primordial power. The soul at this moment is called the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit does not belong to the transformation of the soul.

As for the soul and the soul after transformation, it only lacks the ability to perceive and soul-fighting power.

Those who transform their souls cannot generate primordial power, so they can only transform step by step. Although they cannot generate primordial power, it does not affect the improvement of their cultivation level.

The soul of the mind power realm is equivalent to the soul that produces soul power in the Nascent Soul stage, but the attack power and perception power must be slightly stronger; the soul above the divine consciousness realm is equivalent to the soul spirit, and because it has the effect of whipping the soul, the attack power is slightly stronger.

The later transformation of souls tends to be sensible. All spiritual techniques are created by those who transform the souls. It is rumored that the souls can be immortal to the end, so those who transform the souls make people fear and yearn for them.

Soul cultivator can devour the soul and powerful one's soul. It is said that soul cultivator has a way to transform the soul into the realm of mind power, which is also one of the reasons why people from various sects are afraid and want to get rid of it.

Of course, if spiritual cultivation is a coincidence, it can transform the soul. Wu Chen and the Saint Son of the Moon are examples.

The human race is quite unique. They are born with a normal soul and cannot be out of their bodies or transformed, which makes it impossible to resolve the blood seal.

After sighing a little, Wu Chen waved his hand gently and asked the Great Elder and Teng Lingying to retreat. He didn't want the two to see the scene of him breaking the seal, so it would be better to leave some mystery in everything.

Seeing this, the two of them didn't say much, and they stepped down and closed the stone door, waiting outside the door, leaving Wu Chen alone.

Staring at the blood above, Wu Chen's eyes closed, his mind brushed away, and gently touched the ancient text. In an instant, he felt that his divine sea was bombarded, and his consciousness was pulled to a hazy space. In front of him, there was a back.

"You are here!" the man said lightly, without looking back, confusing Wu Chen, "Do you know I'm coming?"

The back did not answer and continued, "A person with destiny, this sealing technique was obtained by chance. How much you can understand depends on your chance."

This made Wu Chen feel relieved. It seemed that this was just a message sent by the man.

As expected, the back view ahead continued to talk to himself, "I remember when I came to this space to search for treasures and practice pills, but I was entangled by a group of women. I think I am so beautiful that I would be obsessed with this world. I am a man who wants to become an immortal!"

Listening to the familiar back muttering to his own words, Wu Chen's face turned black and he was worried, "Brother, if you want to pass on the Dharma, why do you want to spread the Dharma?" He finally realized that this man was just a chatterbox or a narcissist.

"I wanted to leave, but I was chased by her suitor. At that time, I was weak and hid and rested. I was very talented and reached the breaking period in a few years. I came here to seal this human race... Hey, it seems that I have been pulled!"

"Skip the previous part, I'll pass on the method you have obtained. Remember, I'm called Yue Wuya."

Hearing the point, Wu Chen's expression finally calmed down. He saw Yue Wuya's back disappearing, and replaced by strings of ancient characters that kept sinking into Wu Chen's eyebrows.

"The art of sealing the world, sealing all things!"
Chapter completed!
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