Chapter 51: Cultivation rises sharply

Facing the three passages in front of him, Xiang Yang took a deep breath. If he had followed his own vision, this should be the last one.

It is still a choice for two deaths and one life, but after repeated training, he now has enough confidence in his luck. If we take proportion, only one of the first five channels can pass, and it is the best proof that he can still stand here alive.

This trial is a path to death for most people, but for him, it is an excellent place to improve his cultivation. Xiang Yang was extremely confident at this time!

I still walked casually and stepped into the last passage. As expected, a green sea appeared in front of me, and the empty passage was filled with a vibrant smell.

At this moment, the strange consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness came again, and it was obvious that it was a sense of pleasure. Then, a "gu" sounded like a bud, and a phantom swayed. With a gentle wave, Xiang Yang was flooded by a vast ocean of greenness and fell directly into a state of thought but not thought...

It seemed that the space was transformed. At that moment, Xiang Yang seemed to have come to a strange place. This was a quiet forest. There was no other creature except for towering trees, and there was not even a grass or a piece of moss.

He was standing in the middle of the forest, under the tallest giant tree. The huge size of this giant tree was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The tree was as wide as a mountain range, reaching the sky, and the lowest branches were already ten thousand feet high. Xiang Yang could only see a shadow with his eyesight.

I don’t know when or where, a slight sound of "click" came. With the rumbling sound, a branch as big as a hill fell from the air. What’s amazing is that such a huge thing shrank sharply during the fall. When it reached Xiang Yang’s head, it was only a few inches long and finally turned into a phantom and threw it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, the sky was suddenly torn apart, and huge fireballs fell from the sky. A huge palm stretched out from the tearing point and grabbed the giant tree hard...

Then, Xiang Yang's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook, and a burst of intense and indescribable pain came, pushing him out of that realm alive. Then, another cold and comfortable feeling came, as if there was a force to help him relieve the pain.

When he opened his eyes, the entire passage had changed. The jade-like wall turned into an ordinary stubborn stone, and the green sea had disappeared. Xiang Yanggang was about to use his spiritual sense to look at his dantian, but suddenly he was stunned.

The spiritual sense has turned into sixteen branches, and each branch has exceeded its original strength.

After thinking about it, it could only be the benefit brought to him by the "guest" in his sea of ​​consciousness. He took a deep breath and continued to explore his dantian, and was even more delighted.

The entire dantian has been filled with a light green Yuan liquid. The original five Yuan liquids account for less than one-tenth of the middle. And it feels like the milky white Yuan liquid in the middle seems to be much more viscous than before...

Is this the rhythm of breaking through directly to the Dan Jie stage?

The entire passage was swept away, and Xiang Yang did not stop and walked forward strode forward...

*******

In that space, Lao Bitou was shaking an empty jade bottle in his hand with a sad face, and shouted without tears: "Old guy, I'm losing a lot now! This is my savings of more than 100,000 years..."

The fat man stood aside with a smile, looked at the scene in front of him, pointed at Xiang Yang and said, "Old pen tip, I am becoming more and more sure that this little guy is the inheritor we are waiting for... If it is really him, it would be better not to lose. The things left by the master were not all of him? Including us..."

The old pen tip turned the jade bottle over and looked over, muttering dissatisfiedly: "You said it's easy. It's easy for me to save some Yimu Qingqi... It's only a hundred years like this... Why don't you give him all your Samadhi Fire Spirit..."

The fat man smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It will be given to him sooner or later, but he has not yet obtained the source of the heavenly fire and cannot bear the power of the fire spirit."

Old Bi Tou sighed and took the jade bottle back, looked at the scene, frowned and said, "What should I do when this little guy's current cultivation level? Over the years, those guys have become increasingly dishonest..."

A cold light flashed in the fat man's eyes: "Let's bring the words. If they are still unruly, don't blame us for being ruthless. This inheritance cannot be wrong! Tempering is necessary, but it must not endanger his life. This is the bottom line!"

*******

After leaving the trial space, Xiang Yang looked around. There were only a few dozen corpses on the sixth stone platform. Now there was only one person on the seventh stone platform ahead. His mind became lively again. Maybe that person came in early, and there were still treasures on the stone platform that had not been plundered?

But after a walk around, all the corpses were still clean and empty on their hands. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He sighed and was about to sit down and adjust his breath, but he always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't find the origin of this feeling.

Since he couldn't calm down, he simply stood up again and looked around the corpses for a long time. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration was that most of these corpses were already dry bones, only a few were well preserved, and only one of these intact looked elastic in the skin.

He couldn't help laughing. After all, he was not very familiar with the world, and sometimes his mind was still too till he could tell the time they came here based on the situation of these corpses. Later generations must have scraped them up. He just needed to search the best preserved one by one. There was no need to look at them one by one.

After identifying the body with elastic skin, he searched carefully and used spiritual sense this time.

This person should have been a disciple of a major sect before his lifetime. He looked different from ordinary people, with his slanted eyebrows like a sword, his eyes were like a tiger kiss, and his eyes were a bit dark and ferocious.

Xiang Yang was paying attention to their fingers, but he didn't look at them carefully. Now, after a closer look, except for the lack of the Sumeru Ring, this guy has a lot of good things on his body.

He was wearing a robe that was as bright as new, with exquisite texture, black background and silver patterns, embroidered flowers and radiant flowers, and exuded a faint vitality. He should be a defensive Taoist weapon. The hairpin on his head was exquisitely carved, and it was actually a mid-level Taoist weapon with a white jade belt around his waist...

Xiang Yang Lingjue swept over, and the feeling just now came again. He always felt a little inconsistent, but for a moment he couldn't remember what was wrong. He carefully looked at it again, and the feeling became stronger and stronger. After a while, he slapped his head and untied the belt excitedly.

Everything on this person's body is extremely exquisite, only this jade belt white board without any sculpting...
Chapter completed!