The Ancient Vast Realm

"Well, not bad. Although it is the first time to carve this diamond rune, it seems that the effect should be pretty good."

Looking at the slowly disappearing golden patterns on the green bamboo, Feng Xuan showed a smile, feeling happy that he had carved and displayed an inscription array for the first time.

"Although it has not been engraved with spiritual objects, the spiritual energy will always dissipate, but it can protect you for a long time. There are no powerful beasts in this secret realm, just some mountain rats and small beasts, they can already protect you. "

Feng Xuan looked at the green bamboo in front of him that was constantly stretching out its branches and leaves toward him, and felt a sense of gratitude and dependence from its weak spiritual light.

Without stopping, Feng Xuan had just broken through to a new level. Naturally, Feng Xuan couldn't wait to continue trying other methods of shamanism. In the past five years, Feng Xuan had already read through all kinds of books given by his senior brother. In my heart, the only thing missing was this last step.

As if feeling Feng Xuan's departure, Xiao Cuizhu shook the branches and leaves eagerly. However, she was unable to move and could only keep shaking in place.

Soon, as if due to the special noise in the originally peaceful bamboo forest, a foot-long golden mouse followed the noise and slowly came here. When it saw the green bamboo exuding special aura, a pair of There seemed to be a golden light in Douda's eyes, and he rushed under Xiao Cuizhu without hesitation, and his sharp teeth immediately bit into Xiao Cuizhu's thin torso.

"squeak!"

A sudden scream sounded from the quiet bamboo forest. The golden-haired mouse trembled and left the small green bamboo. Upon closer inspection, under its white teeth, a trace of blood flowed out from between its teeth, as if It was like being injured by something.

Feeling the pain in his mouth, the golden-haired mouse looked fearfully in the direction of Xiao Cuizhu, turned his head and left directly. However, when he turned around, a trace of evil light flashed in his big eyes.

Within a moment, with a series of messy squeaking sounds, a dozen golden rats of different shapes, led by a leader, came to the bottom of the small green bamboo in a menacing manner.

As if feeling the danger approaching, Xiao Cuizhu suddenly panicked. The bamboo body kept shaking, and the branches and leaves kept shaking in the direction where Feng Xuan left, as if asking for help from Feng Xuan who left.

However, the golden-haired rat group didn't care about this. The leader of the golden-haired rat first glanced at the torso of the little green bamboo in fear, and then called on the rest of the same kind to dig wildly underground, with the purpose of directly biting off the roots of the small green bamboo. !

Soon, more than a dozen golden-haired rats found the roots of the small green bamboos and started to bite them. Although they still couldn't bite them directly, they made bursts of crunching sounds.

Feeling this scene, Xiao Cuizhu suddenly became even more panicked. As he couldn't help trembling, golden patterns suddenly appeared from his body and slowly covered his body.

And with the appearance of golden patterns, the golden-haired rats that were chewing on the roots of the small green bamboos suddenly realized that something was wrong and wanted to escape directly.

However, it was too late. As a burst of golden ripples spread out, all the golden-haired rats that were affected froze up and lay down stiffly on the ground. They were lifeless and were shocked to death. Blood slowly flowed out of their mouths and noses and flowed to the soil beneath them.

If someone were to dissect their bodies, they would be able to find that their bodies were already in a mess, their internal organs turned into mud, and if it were not bound by a thin layer of fur, they would be a pool of plasma.

The corpses of several golden-haired rats rested against the roots of the small green bamboo. The blood slowly flowed out and was slowly absorbed by the roots of the small green bamboo.

As if feeling the taste of blood, Xiao Cuizhu slowly stopped trembling. With his weak spirituality and simple thinking, he stared blankly at the golden rats lying on the ground, as if he didn't quite understand what was happening to them. .

However, as the blood of the golden-haired rats was absorbed by the roots, Xiao Cuizhu seemed to feel an extremely comfortable feeling, as if it was his own instinctive desire for more blood.

Beyond the bamboo forest

Feng Xuan drank the tea slowly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Is this the cast pattern level? The way of witch cultivators is indeed wonderful and even weirder. No wonder warriors can split mountains, cut off rivers, destroy heaven and earth, but among the human race in the wilderness, witch cultivators still occupy the more important position. The status and personal strength are nothing compared to the means that the witch cultivator can bring, unless it is crushed by absolute strength..."

It turned out that the scenes in the bamboo forest were all in Feng Xuan's perception, and Feng Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

The Vajra rune is just a second-level low-grade rune recorded in an ancient book. However, with the use of Feng Xuan, it can make a newborn demon plant that has no ability to protect itself accidentally be killed by it. It killed more than a dozen golden-haired rats, and this was simply an external force that did not belong to it.

"If this diamond rune is engraved on the shield and armor with spirit, it will probably be a good witchcraft. And is this the method of a white witch? It can indeed provide a strong backing for an entire tribe. Witch cultivators are not comparable to warriors in terms of personal strength."

The difference between witch cultivators and martial arts cultivators is clearly reflected here. Although in terms of strength, a white witch may not necessarily be able to defeat a powerful Hidden Essence Realm warrior in a head-on fight, but if If prepared, it would be extremely difficult for a Tibetan Essence Realm warrior to win against a white witch.

Whether it is a magic circle or a magic weapon, if you give a white witch time to prepare, he will be able to easily manipulate an ordinary warrior at the palm of his hand.

This also shows that it is not unreasonable for witch cultivators to have a special status in the human race. Whether it is sacrifice, forging, refining medicine, etc., they are inseparable from witch cultivators, while warriors almost have no other strengths except for their powerful force. .

"That's how it is in the White Witch Realm. I really don't know what the Black Witch Realm, also known as War Witch, is like? No wonder the fourth brother actually let Ou Ye run away in Luoshan, a witch cultivator There are too many ways to kill him, and it is indeed extremely difficult to kill him."

Feng Xuan's thoughts were divergent, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered from the wizard's methods. Just a clone was a powerful enemy that almost killed himself and others - Ou Ye Luoshan.

"This black fox is just a clone of Ouye Luoshan, but it is so powerful and weird. I really don't know what will happen to the entire Canglan Mountains if my senior brother doesn't drive it away."

Feng Xuan looked at the sky above the valley with a heavy expression, and suddenly felt a little lucky in his heart.

But Feng Xuan didn't know that while he was still indulging in the hard training in the secret realm of time, some troubles had quietly come.

Ksitigarbha Realm——In Moyu Palace

"I told you, my junior brother can't go to War City yet!"

In the main hall of Moyu Palace, above the main seat, Yin Mo looked expressionlessly at the deacon below who had a wry smile and held a holy order. The expression on his face made it impossible to guess the slightest joy or anger.

"Your Majesty the Eighth Prince, this is an order from the Holy Land!"