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Chapter 15: Purifying the Primordial Spirit

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Fan Zhuo entered the mine tunnel on the right, and it was not until his figure disappeared in front of everyone that the disciples of the major sects burst into bursts of cheerful laughter, which attracted Chu Lian'er's hatred gaze.

Originally, Chu Lian'er and Fan Zhuo could both go to make bait, but the hateful Fan Zhuo dissuaded the little girl, which also disappointed most of the disciples of the sect present.

Perhaps in their opinion, Fan Zhuo, who was not from a humble background, was favored by the lord of a sect; or Chu Lian'er, who was a noble family and was the descendant of a prince, made these people jealous and wanted to let a large number of feather corpses in the passage kill them on the spot.

But since Chu Lian'er was unable to go to make bait, it doesn't matter. It's enough to kill Fan Zhuo for the time being!

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fan Zhuo and Chu Lian'er had an extraordinary relationship. If Fan Zhuo was attacked by a corpse inside the mine, Chu Lian'er would definitely not be able to control himself and went to save the person without hesitation. In this way, he and others only had to block the entrance of the mine passage and come out to kill one, whether it was Chu Lian'er's side or the other side of the Mao Zedong!

Although this little girl is of great origin and is the descendant of the Chu King's Court, after she was killed, she would be completely wiped out on Fan Zhuo's head and there is no way to verify it!

This method can implicate everyone present, and there is no need to worry about someone stealing the news.

...

Fan Zhuo didn't know how vicious these disciples of the sect were. At this time, he had already walked into the depths of the mine. Through the illumination magic weapon in his hand, Fan Zhuo looked at every corner of the passage very carefully, especially above his head. He thought that once he found a corpse, he would immediately take the original plan and release green hair to shock him.

As Fan Zhuo walked into the mine tunnel, a very strong smell of rotten corpse came to his nose, which made Fan Zhuo brow locked, his body shook slightly, and a sense of crisis suddenly felt in his heart.

In the seemingly ordinary ancient mine, there was nowhere to blow the gust of cold wind from now on. What is certain is that the smell of rotten corpse was brought by this cold wind.

A stone fell from the top of the ancient ore to the ground. The crisp echo made Fan Zhuo's heart ripples, and the already quiet and weird ancient ore made it even more gloomy and terrifying.

A pale white shadow flashed in the depths, and Fan Zhuo immediately pulled out his posture, his muscles tightened, his fists even turned white, and he stroked the Yuan Lian Pot with one hand, ready to call out the big hair to help.

A pale white shadow appeared in Fan Zhuo's sight, unable to see his appearance clearly, and he could only vaguely see the outline of his head and torso. The strangest thing is that the pale white shadow's feet are illusory as if they are floating three feet above the ground. It makes people feel numb when they see it!

Fan Zhuo's pupils contracted to the size of a needle tip, and focused on staring at unknown creatures that were not far away. Once the other party had some murderous intent overflowed, Fan Zhuo would immediately summon the big hair.

An unknown creature with a faint white soft light slowly floated towards Fan Zhuo, without any murderous intent, but conveyed a hint of doubt!

That’s right! It’s just the doubt. Fan Zhuo can clearly understand the doubt conveyed by this unknown creature. What is it doubting? Fan Zhuoguan has some speculation in his mind. There seems to be a record in "Strange Record", but Fan Zhuo cannot be determined one step closer.

Fan Zhuo was extremely nervous and a little at a loss at this moment. Although it seemed that this thing had no hostility towards him, Fan Zhuo did not dare to relax his vigilance. He just stood up and stared at the unknown creature quietly, waiting for it to get closer and closer to him.

"The Book of Strange Things" records that there is an extremely rare species in the world called "Clean Jing Yuanshen".

The description of it is somewhat similar to the current object. It is said that this object is invisible and intangible, and is formed by the mutated soul of those who have practiced above the innate realm after death.

Ordinary punches and kicks are ineffective on this object. Only by attacking with the power of the primordial force can it cause damage.

This object has another major feature. It only attacks those with Yuan power. Even if they are warriors in the life barrier stage or those who practice immortals during the tribulation stage, this object will attack them, regardless of whether they can beat them or not!

This thing is not aggressive in treating mortals. When treating martial artists or immortals, they directly harm their souls. Those with fragile souls can be killed by them in one encounter, and end up being destroyed and unable to reincarnate.

However, the book does not contain much details, so Fan Zhuo dared not determine whether this thing has anything to do with the "Clean Jing Yuanshen". If the legend is credible, then would this thing in front of him be the legendary "Clean Jing Yuanshen"?

The more I thought about it, the more likely it was. Fan Zhuo decided to take a risk and see if this thing was as good as his guess, and it was the "clear soul".

If it is true as he thinks, then Fan Zhuo feels that he is too lucky to encounter such a rare thing. At that time, I believe that there is no need to do it myself, and this thing can slaughter all the disciples of the sect in the mine.

However, Chu Lian'er is a trouble. Fan Zhuo doesn't want her to be killed by this thing too. It seems that she has to think of some other countermeasures. If Chu Lian'er can be also included in the Lien Yuan Pot, the difficulties can be solved easily.

These thoughts were just a flash in Fan Zhuo's mind. He knew that if he wanted to consider these, he must first determine whether this object was the same as the "clear soul" he thought of.

Fan Zhuo stood still. If this thing showed murderous intent after coming, it would definitely not be the "clear soul", and he would immediately call out Damao to fight against him.

Near... closer!

As time passed, the object floated closer and closer to Fan Zhuo. When the distance between the two sides was less than one meter, the ghost stopped, as if sensing something.

At this time, Fan Zhuo's back was already wet, but his spirit was still tense. It was also because of excitement that the joints of his fists had turned white, just waiting for the ghost to take the next move.

"Hiss~~"

The ghost screamed in shock. At such a close distance, Fan Zhuo was almost defeated by this howl.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Fan Zhuo twisted his hips left, his upper body twisted his right, and the iron fist that was squeezing around his waist with a sound of breaking through the air.

It has to be said that after Fan Zhuo took the Yuan crystal condensed from the Yuan Refining Pot one after another, his physical strength was far beyond ordinary people, and his strength was infinitely close to the acquired realm among mortal martial artists. It is precisely because of this that Fan Zhuo's punch seemed so bold!

Just when Fan Zhuo punched, it seemed to hit the cotton. The serious imbalance made Fan Zhuo extremely uncomfortable, and he staggered five or six steps before stabilizing his body.

At the same time, the ghost flashed, and the lightning shot out, and it had already missed Fan Zhuo and disappeared in the direction of the hole.

"this……"

After a long time, Fan Zhuo kept his movements after punching, and was stunned on the spot.

"The record in the book...is indeed true!"

Fan Zhuo murmured to himself, his face showing an incredible expression at first. After a long time, he felt happy on his face. He forced himself to control his urge to laugh, and rushed towards the path where the ghost disappeared.

Fan Zhuo has confirmed that this thing is the extremely rare "clear primordial spirit". It is said that this thing is extremely useful for mysterious practitioners. How could he not cherish such a great opportunity in front of Fan Zhuo?

At this time, where Chengjing Yuanshen escaped was inside the mine, Fan Zhuo immediately summoned Da Mao and asked him to open a way ahead to avoid being attacked by a corpse hidden in the dark, and also followed Chengjing Yuanshen.
Chapter completed!
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