Chapter 842: Silver Leaves of the Buddhist Cypress
" Xiang Yihang's eyes turned cold, his cloak behind him spread out, and a bone-chilling cold wind poured out from within. There was also fine snow in the cold wind. In an instant, within a radius of s...The next day, Miao Ruolin and the others, who had already received Lu Xiaitian's sound transmission note, excitedly arrived at the place where the Qua tribe lived early in the morning.
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Upon seeing six or seven fellows like dead dogs, he directly dealt with them.
"At last, we are finally free! Well done. You saved all of our lives this time. Would you like to join our mountain village I'll give you my position as leader," Miao Ruolin said with great joy and generosity.
“No need, you should bring me back to the Moon Viewing Cultivation Realm sooner.” Lu Xia Tian said, he had no interest in Miao Ruolin's imitation at all.
"Alright, it's a small matter, no problem." Miao Ruolin patted her chest and agreed. In order not to affect the itinerary, Lu Xiaotien spent the night refining some nourishing soul pills and used the excuse that these were medicinal pills from the Qua clan's storage bag.
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Everyone, after taking the divine consciousness pill, had recovered somewhat. They didn't want to linger in this place any longer. In Miao Ruolin and others' eyes, if other flying cavalry tribes came, it would be disastrous.
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After regaining their consciousness, everyone took back their weapons from the Quab tribe warriors. Their strength was fully restored, and for a moment, their confidence surged.
However, this was the territory of the Flying Cavalry Tribe after all. No one dared to be arrogant enough to fly their war machines directly. Instead, they traveled on foot for thousands of miles until they reached a desolate mountain range. The mountain range was teeming with low-level green demon bats.
Miao Ruolin was overjoyed. She led the people into a cave teeming with low-grade azure demon bats. The bats weren't very brave, and after suffering several attacks from the group of cultivators at the Qi Refining stage, they let out terrified squeaks and flew out of the cave.
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"Lu brother, you wouldn't have thought that the way to this Heavenly Realm would be inside this bat cave, would you" Miao Ruolin chuckled.
With a flash of his figure, he entered the narrow passageway first. He took out a storage pouch from inside and retrieved some silver ginkgo leaves from it. The ginkgo leaves were inscribed with numerous Buddhist scriptures and emanated a very peaceful aura.
A glimmer of surprise flashed in Lu XiaTian's eyes. The leaves of the Yin Ye Buddha Tremella seemed to carry a more profound and awe-inspiring aura.
“That passage is eerily unsettling, with dark and menacing woods. Without these silver leaves, it would be impossible to survive passing through. After arriving in the Heavenly Firmament Realm, I realized there could be all sorts of dangers, so I hid the key for entering this bizarre passage beforehand. Otherwise, who knows how that creature riding a strange beast would have mistreated me.”
Miao Ruolin said, and then divided a piece of Buddhist silver leaf for herself.
“Remember, later you will split a strand of your primordial spirit to activate the silver light protecting this silver leaf. It can keep you safe. Otherwise, if you are careless, it could lead to your soul being destroyed.” The others all knew how to use it. Miao Ruo Lin was mainly reminding Lu Xia Tian.
“This silver leaf is quite peculiar. Are there any ancient texts that mention the silver leaf”
Lu Xia Tian took the Buddha Tallow Leaf into his hand. This Buddha Tallow Silver Leaf was less than a thousand years old, but it had been refined through secret methods. The person who refined this object was at least a cultivator of the Golden Core level or above. Although its age was far inferior to the Buddha Tallow Silver Leaves he used to refine the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, after being refined by special techniques, it possessed an extremely strong protective qi against evil.
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Thinking about how he had cultivated a large amount of silverleaf banyan trees for the purpose of refining the Demon Suppression Pagoda, the banyans were all used up, but these silver leaves were piled up in the barrier like mountains. If his own silver leaves had been refined, he wondered what kind of power they would have possessed.
"What's so difficult about it I almost died when I first entered that eerie passage. It was only because there was no other way out that I thought of using these silver leaves, and surprisingly, they actually worked." Miao Ruolin rummaged through her storage bag and threw an ancient, greenish-gray stone tablet to Lu Xia Tian.
Lu Xia Tian's hand trembled as he hastily caught it, wishing he could knock some sense into Miao Ruolin's head. Such a precious ancient book was being treated by her like scrap metal.
“Alright, let’s not waste time. Let's go now. You can take a closer look at that broken brick later. With the Flying Cavalry tribe dead, they will definitely search everywhere once they discover it. Our whereabouts aren’t exactly hidden either. If we linger, they might catch up to us.” Miao Ruolin urged.
Lu Xiaitian nodded. Since he had the item, he wasn't in a hurry. Following Miao Ruolin's instructions, he channeled a strand of spiritual energy and divine consciousness into the silver leaf of the Buddha Tree. A soft silver light emanated from it. The other people's silver leaves also emitted their own light spheres.
However, compared to the silver light triggered by Lu Xiaoteng, it was like a firefly to the bright moon.
“Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, these silver leaves also consume magical power and spiritual awareness. Don't go overboard, just inject a sliver of magic power. Otherwise, when we pass through that ghostly place later, if your magic power runs out, you'll be in trouble.” Miao Ruolin patted her forehead, blaming herself for being careless. Thinking that Lu Xia Tian had injected too much magic power, she hurriedly explained again.
Lu Xia Tian nodded, indicating his understanding. The small amount of mana he had separated was naturally beyond the reach of people like Miao Ruolin. Luckily, his control was already astonishingly impressive, and he began to gradually retract the mana injected into the silver leaf of the Buddha Tree. He stopped only when the silver light emitted became similar to that of others.
At this time, under Miao Ruolin's urging, the group successively entered the pitch-black passage.
As soon as they stepped in, the person in front let out a cry of surprise. Lu Xia Tian also felt a bone-chilling coldness wash over him.
Such a sinister aura! Lu Xiaoteng's scalp tingled. He had witnessed the battles between the Giant Stone Clan and the Ghost Clan, and even facing Xuan Yin, a top-tier Golden Core ghost cultivator, paled in comparison to this presence. Only the Ghost King Xuan Yan himself could inspire such fear. Even he felt a little uneasy, it must be quite difficult for Miao Ruolin, a mere Qi Refining cultivator.
Lu Xia Tian glanced at Miao Ruolin and the others. Seeing these people, although their faces were pale, they were still insisting on moving forward one by one, fearing that someone would fall behind. After nearly half an hour, a young man with the lowest cultivation level, because his mana was insufficient, under this gloomy pressure, his legs softened, and he almost lost his ability to move. Miao Ruolin frowned, took a few steps back, and regardless of gender, directly helped him up.
"Conserve your mana, there's still half the journey ahead. Once we pass this passage, we'll be like tigers returning to their mountain. If we can't get through, we'll all die here."
Although he was a bit rough around the edges, there was a reason why he managed to survive in the treacherous Cultivation World. With people like Miao Ruolin supporting each other, they were indeed a rare sight in the Cultivation World.
Lu Xia Tian thought to himself. Seeing Miao Ruolin had to withstand that ghostly aura, which was as thick as a substance, while also supporting the young man with round face, sweat beaded on her forehead, and her steps were not as steady as usual. Lu Xia Tian couldn't help but feel pity for her, took a few steps forward, and stuffed a Huí Yuán Dan into the mouth of the young man with round face.
>living impatiently. This time, he came down the mountain partly because he couldn't resist Yun Xiaoseven's request, and partly because he wanted to find that Fire Cloud Monster and give it a good less...