Chapter 43: Ten thousand-year-old vine, roots form cocoons (1)

"It's this?" Mo Qianyan looked around and felt familiar.

This is the side of Shanyin. Everyone is now at the foot of the mountain. The sun is blocked. The mountain wind is cool and even a little gloomy. Looking up, there is a cloud of mist and a cloud of colorful light on the hillside, like a ball.

A hunting falcon flew over from above without knowing his life and death, and a light flew out of the fog barrier, silently curled the hunting falcon and shrank it back.

Mo Qianyan suddenly remembered: "This is what we saw on the road when we retreated last time..."

Wu Luo nodded: "That's right, this time I can use it. Senior Mo, do you think if the Ten Directions Ghost Escape passes here, will the thing in the fog barrier be let go?"

Mo Qianyan laughed: "It's so wonderful. If we can't catch it, we just need to drive it towards the fog barrier."

Tuoba Taotian was still a little confused. Wu Luo explained: "The Ten Directions Ghost Escape was captured by the fog barrier and would not be digested for a while. So we have bought time for us to re-arrange, kill the fog barrier, and then rob the Ten Directions Ghost Escape. This is our last delaying strategy."

Tuoba Taotian nodded and patted his meteorite iron sword: "I don't understand these thoughtful things, I just need to do my best."

Ye Chongluo was well prepared this time, and he took thirty-six array stakes, six times the previous one. Moreover, each array stake was surrounded by six golden halos, and the spiritual energy was not dispersed. Obviously, the quality was more than the previous array stake.

Ye Chongluo raised his hand and raised thirty-six formation stakes into the air, forming a mysterious formation in the air. He had never seen this formation Wu Luo before.

After the formation was formed, he was not in a hurry to fall. Instead, he raised his hand and released a magic weapon.

This magic weapon is a silk bag. When it is opened, it grows slowly and becomes translucent, like a huge jellyfish. Soon this magic weapon will cover a radius of thousands of feet and be completely transparent. If you hadn't known in advance that there was such a thing on the top of your head, you wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Wu Luo frowned slightly. He could recognize this thing: Daluo Hui, a magic weapon under the first grade. The owner of this treasure is Fairy Izumo. Although everyone politely called it "Fairy", in fact, this female monk is old enough to be Wu Luo's grandmother, so she should be called "Fairy Woman". Moreover, Izumo is famous for being stingy, and Daluo Hui is the magic weapon of Izumo's natal life. How could he lend it to others?

Wu Luo was puzzled and stared at Ye Chongluo secretly.

Sure enough, the old man blushed and explained to everyone: "This is a treasure borrowed by Ye and a friend. Once it is unfolded, it will be difficult for a powerful person to notice. As long as the ghosts in the ten directions escape, they will definitely not be able to escape."

He first arranged thirty-six formation stakes in the Daluo cover, and then used the Daluo cover to cover the world. Once the Ten Directions Ghost Escape enters the trap, the Thirty-six formation stakes are activated immediately and cooperates with the Daluo cover to trap the Ten Directions Ghost Escape.

Wu Luo nodded secretly, indeed Ye Chongluo thought about everything very carefully.

The formation stake was not buried in the earth in advance, so as not to be noticed by ghosts in all directions.

There is also a Daluo cover outside, and at the level of the Ten Directions Ghost Escape, it is impossible to find any abnormalities.

Under Ye Chongluo's leadership, the ambush circle was soon arranged. With the spherical fog barrier as the center, a Daluo cover was arranged outside, and thirty-six array stakes were hidden in the Daluo cover.

The diameter of the mist barrier is about ten feet, and the limit of the Daluo cover is three thousand feet, so it is easy to cover it.

Wu Luo sat cross-legged and leaned against the mist barrier thirty feet away. Gu Muqing looked at him worriedly, but Wu Luo smiled at her. Gu Muqing felt ache in his heart. At this time, what he was about to Wu Luo was not his unremitting complaints, but a kind of understanding.

Because Gu Muqing figured it out, Wu Luo was no longer the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness, but that feeling could still be found in him.

The road to the strong is never smooth, and only by overcoming obstacles can one reach the peak. Wu Luo does this not because he is forced to do so, but rather urges himself to: constantly experiencing dangers and constantly honing himself!

She didn't say anything. Although many women in this world will eventually "repent to teach their husbands to find a title", if they do it again, most women will silently support the ones they love to fight for their ideals.

Gu Muqing is such a woman.

Although she seemed very strong, she could only bear all the fear of being in the face of Wu Luo.

Looking at Wu Luo quietly, Gu Muqing slowly turned around, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, concealing his emotions, and leaving silently.

Ye Chongluo seemed to see the sadness of his granddaughter, so he sighed and said to Wu Luo: "Be careful." Tuoba Taotian nodded to Wu Luo with trust, then turned around and left without dragging on the mud.

Wu Luo shouted at Ye Chongluo: "Sir Ye, please withdraw five miles away."

Ye Chongluo was stunned: "That's too far. If you have any danger, we won't have time to rescue you." Wu Luo shook his head and said: "The Ten Directions Ghost Escape is extremely cunning. As long as you feel something is wrong, you will definitely not take the bait. If you get too close, it will definitely not appear."

"But you..."

Wu Luo waved his hand: "I can defeat Mu Yizhuo, at least I can hold on until you arrive."

Ye Chongluo couldn't help but feel a little moved and nodded gently: "Good boy, be careful!"

Wu Luo nodded, watched Ye Chongluo walk away from everyone, and then came out of the Daluo cover. Wu Luo smiled and looked back at the spherical fog barrier.

If you get too close, will you notice anything I do?

Even Mo Qianyan and Ye Chongluo didn't know what was inside this spherical fog barrier, but they were wise to not provoke it, just borrow it.

This time the task is to escape from ghosts in the ten directions, and no trouble can be created.

But Wu Luo knew that this was a ten thousand-year-old poison ivy!

Most of the poisonous miasma released are plant-based poisons. Plant systems are different from animal systems and are lower-level existences. Ordinary monsters can lose their animal nature and turn into human form after practicing for hundreds of years. However, plant-based ones are innate spiritual objects such as Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, and Polygonum multiflorum, which can be transformed into human form at least ten thousand years.

Because of slow practice, the accumulation is particularly strong.

Poison ivy, like the type, is not a little worse in innate qualifications than the ginseng and others. Generally speaking, the ability of the poisonous teng to release such a condensed but undispersed miasma means that it already has a certain spiritual consciousness. However, this will take at least ten thousand years to reach.

After that, every ten thousand years, the color of the poisonous miasma will be increased. In his previous life, Wu Luo killed a poisonous teng that released nine-colored poisonous miasma in the depths of the Southern Wilderness. The poisonous teng has been in the heat of 90,000 years, and it is only one step away from turning into a human form.

Ninety thousand years, one Yuanhui only lasts 129,600 years, which shows the difficulty of plant cultivation.

However, the poisonous Teng made Wu Luo gain a lot. The "yuan core" of the poisonous Teng contained a huge amount of vitality. He exchanged the Yuan core with the Nanhuang No. talisman master Xiang Kuangyan for a very precious first-grade spiritual talisman!
Chapter completed!