轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！“Good!” Lu Zhongting replied excitedly, then reminded, “Once you absorb the Fan Luo Spirit Fire from the Fan Flame Pool, Lu Daoist friend, you must immediately retreat and move a distance away to avoid being harmed by the instinctive fighting intent of the Floating Pagoda Monk. This existence, infinitely close to becoming a god, has extraordinary means. Even though its primordial spirit has dissipated, the slight battle instinct left in its physical body is still formidable.”
Lu Xia Tian nodded. At least before releasing Luo Zhong Ting's spirit, the two of them were still tied together like rats on a sinking ship. Luo Zhong Ting should not lie about this.
Even if he cultivated for a few more days, it wouldn't make much difference to his cultivation. It was better not to delay any further. Who knew what other unexpected twists and turns might arise in the already unstable space if they waited a few more days
Boom......
The entire space seemed to have suffered a tremendous blow, violently trembling several times. The tremor was significantly stronger than before. Lu Xiaoxiao's face changed slightly. He took a deep breath and waved his hand. Three sections of giant tree trunks, as thick as a person's embrace and several meters high, soared towards the Fan Yan Pool in mid-air. The moment these giant trees appeared, a peaceful and serene aura surrounded them, stirring people's hearts.
“Silver-leaved Bodhi Tree!” Although the banyan wood Lu Xia Tian took out had already been stripped of its leaves, the peaceful aura emanating from these three cylindrical logs was palpable even within the Soul-Extinguishing Pearl. Seeing such robust specimens of one of the sacred trees of Buddhism, he recalled the knowledge gleaned from absorbing a portion of Xuan Yu’s ancestor’s memories. He knew about Fu Tu Xing Seng, a powerful Buddhist practitioner, and how even Fu Tu Xing Seng, when crafting his pagoda, hadn't found enough silver-leaved Bodhi Trees with sufficient age, resorting to other rare spiritual materials instead. The sheer size and purity of these three silver-leaved Bodhi Trees were astounding, likely at least a few thousand years old according to legend. To find them in the hands of a nascent Golden Core cultivator was truly remarkable.
Luo Zhongting mused to himself that after absorbing a strand of Yuan Shen's memory from the Xuan Yu Patriarch, his strength was already at the top among Jindan late-stage cultivators. As for his experience, it was far beyond ordinary Jindan cultivators. But at this moment, he didn't feel that he could see through Lu Xiaottian, the young cultivator who always seemed unremarkable. Every time it came to a crucial moment, Lu Xiaottian would have something astonishing. His mind was even more meticulous. Once he escaped this predicament, who knew what heights he would reach in the future. Just as Luo Zhongting was hesitating, Lu Xiaottian's control of the silver-leafed Buddha tree had shot into the Brahma Flame Pool like a thick arrow. Perhaps it sensed the Brahma Luo Linghuo, the thick silver-leafed Buddha tree seemed to emit a cheerful hum. The jumping light blue flames in the Brahma Flame Pool were also as if summoned by an invisible force, leaping several feet before the silver-leafed Buddha tree even entered the pool. Ordinarily, wood encountering spiritual fire would ignite instantly. But the Brahma Luo Linghuo encountered the silver-leafed Buddha tree like fish meeting water. It wasn't a living being, yet Lu Xiaottian clearly felt the joy of this spiritual fire. Even from a distance of over a hundred meters, the terrifying killing power of the Brahma Luo Linghuo still made Lu Xiaottian wary, not daring to get too close. Who knew how powerful the Buddhist monk who had reduced the massive Brahma Luo True Fire by a level inside the stone pool was
Perhaps sensing the dwindling number of Vermillion Spiritual Flames, the little fire crow in the spirit beast pouch suddenly became restless, wriggling about as if rebelling. Lu Xia Tian saw that quite a few Vermillion Spiritual Flames had already been absorbed by the Silverleaf Bodhi Tree, enough to refine several artifacts. After a moment's hesitation, he released the little fire crow.
The little fire crow saw that a large amount of Fan Luo Ling Fire was actually being absorbed by a few pieces of wood. It immediately flew towards the pieces of wood in fury, wanting to get revenge on them. However, seeing the number of Fan Luo Ling Fire decreasing rapidly, the little fire crow unwillingly could only throw the pieces of wood aside. With a flap of its wings, it sped toward the stone pool, but halfway there, the little fire crow's body suddenly stiffened and then flew back in surprise. From a distance, it croaked indignantly a few times. Lu Xiaoxian found this quite amusing. Although this little fire crow wasn't very strong, its perception of danger was surprisingly good. However, before Lu Xiaoxian could react, the little fire crow opened its mouth and sucked all the Fan Luo Ling Fire from the stone pool into its mouth.
Luo Zhongting, inside the Soul Suppressing Bead, was once again dumbfounded. While Chi Yun Sang's Chi Nan Spiritual Flame was already formidable, its power paled in comparison to the countless Fan Luo Spiritual Flames before him. This seemingly unremarkable little black raven, comparable to an ordinary low-rank spirit bird, possessed such a shocking appetite, directly devouring massive quantities of Fan Luo Spiritual Flames. If not for seeing it with his own eyes, Luo Zhongting wouldn't dare believe it.
The number of Fan Luo Linghuo in the stone pool was more than Lu Xia Tian had expected. After three silver leaf Buddha Tong absorbed enough Fan Luo Linghuo, Lu Xia Tian reached out and put them away. Then, to Luo Zhongting's astonishment, several similarly thick giant trees appeared again. The Buddhist sacred trees that could only be heard about in rumors were now as easy to come by as cabbages in Lu Xia Tian's hands.
The number of flames in the Stone Pool, which contained the spirits of the Famo Luo, drastically decreased until they were completely extinguished. At that moment, a terrifying aura surged from the stone pool, straight into the heavens. Lu Xia Tian, who was still floating in mid-air, was directly slammed to the ground by this overwhelming force. Even Xiao Huo Ya, who was usually mischievous, fell silent and dropped from the sky. Lu Xia Tian hurriedly reached out and caught the frightened Xiao Huo Ya before putting it into his spirit beast bag.
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"It's coming out, it's about to come out." Lu Zhongting's primordial spirit within the Forbidden Soul Pearl felt a strange mix of excitement and anticipation at this moment, along with a hint of fear for the unknown.
Within the Soul Suppressing Pearl, Luo Zhongting couldn't sense this overwhelming aura. However, as time extended, Lu Xia Tian was almost suppressed to the point of suffocation, his body feeling like it was filled with lead, unable to move even an inch. Lu Xia Tian was terrified, even when facing those Yuan Ying monsters, he hadn't felt such primal fear.
Not long after, a seemingly ordinary figure sat on the edge of the stone pool. Then, an elderly monk wearing yellow robes and with a face like withered parchment emerged from it. Even after being burned by the Vairocana spiritual fire in the Vairocana Pool for thousands of years, this pilgrim monk's physical body was miraculously preserved.
Even Lu Zhongting inside the Soul-Suppressing Orb was staring with wide eyes.
"When will you be sent out" Lu Xia Tian probed, sending a voice transmission to Luo Zhongting with his divine sense.
"Hold on, don't rush. The wandering monk from the Floating Pagoda was struck into this Inferno Pond by the Venerable Phantom. Although his primordial spirit is destroyed, he still harbored a powerful resentment before death and an instinctual battle intent that is formidable. Sending him to you now would directly result in being torn apart by the unbeatable battle intent of the wandering monk." Lu Zhongting said hurriedly, afraid that Lu Xiaottian would send it out too early.
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