Wanyao Youyun

Chapter 149: Octagonal Ink Lotus

Cao Aotian chased for another hour or so, and then had to stop. His secret technique could not be used infinitely, and even if he used it, he could not catch up in a short time, so he decisively stopped the secret technique. But he did not give up yet, and continued to detect Feng Huan's aura, following from a distance. As long as the aura did not disappear, he would keep following until his training period expired.

Feng Huan ran all the way. He was a little excited about the breakthrough in his body skills. He also wanted to master it better, so he ran for several hours before stopping. He kept changing directions on the way. Now he didn't know where he was running to, and he had no direction at all. He just clearly felt that the fog here was thicker than the previous area. If it weren't for the protection of his true energy, the fog would have wet his clothes.

Moreover, he sensed that the phantom filament in his body moved slightly for a moment. Since entering Feng Huan's body, this larva has been dormant, sucking blood components that have weakened and failed due to normal metabolism in the bloodstream every day, and has never made any other movements.

"It seems that this place is not far from the nest of the magic filaments. Later, we can judge whether there are magic filaments nearby based on the reaction of this little insect. This will be much more efficient and we won't be so clueless."

Without stopping, Feng Huan continued to maintain high speed, exploring forward, and using this to familiarize himself with and improve the light and shadow escape after the breakthrough. The breakthrough in his body skills also indicated that his mastery of the power of the wind element had reached a certain level, and he could convert the water attribute essence into the wind attribute in a very short time, thereby mobilizing the power of the wind element. However, the time for this conversion must be shorter. If it is only used in body skills, a longer conversion time may not have much disadvantages, but if it is used in combat martial arts, the conversion time is the key to success or failure.

At night in the Misty Swamp, the light is extremely weak, and the range of spiritual consciousness is reduced to about half of that during the day, so at night Feng Huan will find a place to meditate and practice his skills to absorb the power of the Seven Stars. Today is no exception. Although there are pursuers behind, the other party will also be affected by the environment, so there is no need to worry too much.

These days Feng Huan also discovered that it was easier and faster to absorb the light of the Seven Stars in the Wilderness of Zhuyao, especially in this foggy swamp, than outside. So he spent a considerable amount of time meditating every day and trying to strengthen his True Essence Pearl, in the hope of breaking through to the Nine-Four Condensation Realm as soon as possible.

On a big tree, Feng Huan sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky and his eyes slightly closed. A layer of extremely faint seven-color light kept flashing around him. From a distance, he looked like a fairy. It was a pity that no one could see him in the dark night of the foggy swamp.

This night seemed to be particularly long. Feng Huan was immersed in the pleasure of absorbing the light of the Seven Stars. He did not care and would not stop practicing until dawn.

"It's a bit strange! I should have been practicing for a long time, why is it still dark around me? There is also a faint fragrance in the air!" At this time, Feng Huan woke up from his practice and was also attracted by the fragrance. "Could it be that some spiritual medicine has matured, causing this change?"

Feng Huan jumped down from the tree and followed the scent, slowly finding his way there. The scent was intermittent, so he had to adjust several times before he could finally lock on to a general direction.

This fragrance not only attracted Feng Huan, but also excited the cultivators who were exploring nearby. They were obviously more experienced and found the right direction relatively easily.

The cultivators, who were usually scattered in the foggy swamp and were rarely seen, were gathering from all directions towards the source of the fragrance.

"Could this fragrance be the main ingredient missing from the pill recipe?" As they continued to move forward, the fragrance became clearer and stronger. Feng Huan felt a little excited. If it was really that kind of medicine as he thought, it would be extremely important and he had to get it.

After another half a day, the suppression of spiritual consciousness became stronger and stronger, and the sensing range was limited to within ten feet, but the light gradually became stronger, and even the thick fog of the past was dispelled.

In a swamp, some cultivators have come here and are spying in secret. In the center of the swamp, eight inky black lotus-shaped plants are standing in the eight directions. Each plant has eight black petals, one of which is not yet complete. When the last petal is complete, the spiritual medicine will be mature.

"It is indeed the Octagonal Ink Lotus!" Feng Huan finally reached the edge of the swamp. The white fog in the entire swamp and the surrounding area was already very thin, and the naked eye visibility was very high, but the spiritual sense was suppressed to the limit. So when Feng Huan saw it from afar, he immediately recognized that these spiritual medicines were the main medicines missing for refining the Heaven-Snatching and Acupoint-Breaking Pill.

When he participated in the Demon Sealing Ceremony, he got this recipe from the ruins. It can help cultivators open their acupoints, and it is exactly the elixir Feng Huan needs the most. However, he got various auxiliary spiritual medicines from it, but he lacked this main medicine, so he has never been able to refine it. As for this main medicine, there is naturally a detailed introduction in the recipe, but he didn't expect to see it here.

Ever since he broke through the Yongquan acupoint on his right foot, Feng Huan has been trying to break through the perineum acupoint, but the progress has been slow. If he can get the Octagonal Ink Lotus this time, even if he fails to find the cocoon of the phantom silk worm in the end, it can be considered a good harvest.

"But it may not be that easy to get it!" Feng Huan glanced around and found that there were quite a few people waiting nearby. It would definitely be a fierce battle once the elixir matures.

"Two plants should be enough, but it would be even better if we could get more, so that Wushuang and the others can break through the eighth acupoint." Feng Huan kept calculating in his mind and prepared for battle.

"Puff puff……"

Eight crisp sounds were heard in succession, and the eighth petal was completed. The whole swamp was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance. The darkness that had been everywhere was instantly dispelled, but it was already the early morning of the second day.

The cultivators waiting around could no longer hold back, and one by one they used their skills to rush into the swamp, stepping on the mud, hoping to be the first to grab a few spiritual herbs. Although cultivators in the Condensation Realm cannot fly in the air, as long as they have some footholds under their feet, they can use them as a foothold to stand on top.

"Ah, ah!"

A series of screams were heard, and several dark shadows rose up from the black swamp. They instantly dragged the first few people who rushed over into the swamp and disappeared without a trace.

"What the hell?"

The people behind were so frightened when they saw this that they broke out in cold sweats and all stopped at the edge of the swamp, not daring to move forward even a single step.

The reason why Feng Huan did not rush out was because the pill recipe described the growth environment and characteristics of the octagonal ink lotus. They coexisted with a beast called the eight-legged dark light crocodile, and they survived and grew by relying on each other's products. If someone wanted to pick the elixir, they would inevitably be attacked by those eight-legged dark light crocodiles.

"It's a pity that only a few people were dragged away, there are still so many competitors!" Feng Huan frowned slightly, thinking a little sinisterly.

"What's going on? Did you see clearly?"

"They are some vicious beasts with many legs."

"I have never seen such a ferocious beast before."

"I knew it wouldn't be this easy."

"Have you noticed anything wrong with your body?"

"My cultivation seems to be suppressed, is it the same for you?"

"I'm suppressed in the Condensation Realm. I guess others are the same. I didn't expect it to have this effect. It may be the self-protection ability of this spiritual medicine!"

The other cultivators also calmed down at this time. Most of them trained together and discussed in groups of three or four.

"It can also suppress cultivation! It's not mentioned in the pill recipe, but it's not surprising. How could it be recorded so comprehensively? But for me, this is great news." Feng Huan was delighted as he listened to their discussion.

In this case, there is nothing to worry about. Feng Huan did not delay any longer and stepped into the swamp with a long sword in hand. However, he moved very slowly, just like an ordinary person walking, slowly moving forward, while moving his Hexu Xing pupil, looking at the swamp vigilantly. The reason why Feng Huan dared to move forward was that he relied on his pupil power to detect the movements of the beasts in the swamp in advance. However, other people did not have this ability when their spiritual awareness was limited.

"Look, someone has gone in."

"Who is so bold? The beasts are hiding in the swamp. Our spiritual sense is limited and we can't sense their existence. Isn't it courting death to go in like this?"

Feng Huan had just taken a few steps when someone exclaimed.