Chapter 110: The Invasion of the Heart Demon
Zhao Di held a small black bottle and an iron ruler in his hand, looking somewhat downcast.
He had seen both of these items before; they were things Feng often used.
That black small bottle is Xi Feng's instrument for collecting evil spirits, and the iron ruler is what he usually uses as a flying instrument.
Now both of these things have appeared in Mo Meng's storage bag, which means that Xi Feng had fallen three years ago.
Zhao looked at it silently for a while, finally let out a long sigh, put away the two things, and turned to examine those few jade slips.
He wants to investigate carefully, whether the secret left by Ximen Sanren, a rumored late-stage cultivator of Wulinggen, has been pocketed by the young man from the demonic sect.
But after roughly looking through a dozen or so jade slips, they had nothing to do with this. Although there were several jade slips that recorded content he was very interested in, he didn't hurry to carefully ponder them now either.
Finding the treasure left behind by Sima Zui is currently his most important thing.
It's also a five-element root, but Xi Men San Ren can actually form a golden elixir and cultivate it to the later stage of forming an elixir. There must be some secret behind this.
Zhao Di thought that the secret might even be on par with the Qian Kun Bao Ding! Otherwise, how could a waste product of the Five Spirits Root cultivate to such a high level?
And he, even with the existence of the Qian Kun Bao Ding, has gone through many life and death experiences before finally succeeding in building his foundation, let alone forming a pill!
Thinking of this, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling! He couldn't wait to find this treasure that would allow him to condense his dan!
But as he looked around, where was the treasure's shadow? Was it impossible for him to become a Golden Elixir in this life? This thought made him extremely disheartened again.
Zhao Di only felt that in the blink of an eye, a kind of irritable and unbearable emotion was surging wave after wave, making his originally calm heart become extremely sensitive. One moment he was abnormally excited, unable to restrain himself from dancing with joy; the next moment he was pessimistic and sighing, regretting his own inferior spiritual roots.
His mood at this moment is like a leaf that was originally floating on the calm surface of an ancient well, suddenly encountering a strong wind and huge waves, being blown and beaten back and forth, sometimes high and sometimes low.
This sudden extreme contrast made him gradually reveal a frantic expression, and suddenly let out a loud roar like a wild beast in the mountains, which didn't sound human at all!
Zhao Di was overjoyed for a moment, and then burst into tears, as if he had lost his mind. Not only did he throw the objects on the ground everywhere, but he also shook out everything in his storage bag one by one, making the entire grand hall a mess.
Suddenly, he grasped a beautifully crafted jade in his hand, and a refreshing and comfortable feeling came from the jade, deeply entering his mind. Zhao Di, whose mind was confused, suddenly had a thread of clarity.
"Has the evil spirit invaded?" Zhao Di judged his own situation, and he was suddenly frightened out of a cold sweat. He clasped his hands together over the beautiful jade and sat down on the spot in meditation.
Half an hour later, Zhao Di's mood had finally returned to its usual calmness.
He gazed carefully at the beautiful jade in his hand, and from the fluctuations of its spiritual energy, it was just a low-grade artifact obtained from the Dragon Descending Valley. At that time, Zhao Di didn't recognize the origin of this jade and casually put it into his storage bag, until just now, when this jade narrowly saved his life!
Zhao Di's current knowledge is much richer than when he was in the Dragon Descending Valley. He recognized that on this beautiful jade, several Buddhist Sanskrit characters were engraved, which should be a Buddhist ritual object.
The Buddhist Dharma is vast and profound, with its own unique methods for dealing with ghosts and demons. This beautiful jade was likely specifically refined to resist the heart demon, no wonder at a critical moment, it allowed Zhao Di to have a thread of clarity.
Why did evil spirits invade suddenly at this time? Zhao Di began to look for the reason.
He soon shifted his attention to the Blood Demon Sword. Although the sword had lost its luster, it still emitted a foul odor of blood. Moreover, the entire grand hall was filled with this nauseating smell after the intense battle earlier.
"This Blood Demon Sword is a bit strange, hey! Even a rough imitation is so troublesome, I don't know what the real ancient top ten magic artifacts will be like!" Zhao Di muttered to himself. He took out a long jade box, placed the Blood Demon Sword inside, and after covering it with the jade box, he also stuck two prohibition talismans on it, only then did he put his mind at ease.
"My cultivation is still too low, I was actually affected by the dense demonic energy around me, my mind was unsettled and I almost fell into madness!" Zhao Di said with self-mockery.
He first heard the shocking news, his heart was greatly moved; then he experienced a great war, killing strong enemies, his emotions were high; but soon after, he discovered evidence of Xi Feng's fall, and his mood couldn't help but sink. In a short period of time, there was such great joy and sorrow, and in the surrounding environment filled with thick demonic energy, many were absorbed into his body, eroding some of his mental faculties, thus encountering the threat of heart demons invading.
Although he can easily kill an ordinary late-stage Jiedan cultivator, it's all thanks to the puppets and the Blazing Heaven Blade. His own strength is actually quite average! When faced with a demonic invasion, he's not even stronger than an ordinary early-stage Jiedan cultivator.
To prevent more demonic energy from entering his body and eroding his spirit, Zhao set up a defensive light shield to keep the demonic energy emanating from the grand hall at bay.
Zhao looked at the various treasures scattered all over the ground in disarray and sighed with a bitter smile as he picked them up one by one.
As for the fifth-grade turtle demon, after its essence was sucked dry by the Blood Demon Sword, only a thin empty shell remained, and even its demon core had been digested into nothingness! Zhao Di couldn't help but feel that this imitation magic artifact's overbearing nature was extraordinary!
Then he began to examine the temple carefully.
The grand hall was hundreds of feet wide and twenty or thirty feet high, with nothing left to see. There were no special items like jade slips, magic treasures, or spiritual elixirs that Zhao had been searching for.
Apart from a few stone tables and chairs, I'm afraid all that's left is just a few piles of ashes scattered everywhere.
Those ashes were formed when Zhao Di unleashed the mighty power of his Blazing Heaven Blade, and the flames swept by, igniting and burning the nearby wooden tables and chairs. They were scattered everywhere during the fight, with some piled up here and there in patches.
The main hall was covered with a very powerful ban, especially restrictive to divine sense. Zhao Di could only use his divine sense to explore within tens of meters in the hall, and his divine sense couldn't penetrate the walls, floor, and top of the hall paved with white jade. This range wasn't even as far as what he could see with his naked eye.
Since there was nothing else, Zhao Di could only examine a stone chair and a stone table, but found nothing.
Zhao Di did not give up and even checked those few thin ashes one by one, but still found nothing.
Could it be that this was just an empty cave, and Ximen's hermit had moved elsewhere before his death?
Suddenly, Zhao Di thought of something and took out a square jade plate the size of several inches from his storage bag. This kind of jade plate was found in the storage bags of all three Mo Men cultivators, and it was the Blood Qi Luo Pan they had mentioned in their conversation!
Zhao Di had heard that the young master of the Demon Gate said that this compass could locate the bones of the Western Gate scattered people, and ignore ordinary bans!
Sure, here is the translation:
As expected, there was a red light spot flashing on the compass, and it was right in the center of the compass.
It's clear that Xi Men's remains are here. There must be some clever mechanism hiding it.
Now that he knew, Zhao Di calmed down and carefully investigated every inch of the grand hall again and again.
After repeated observations for a long time, Zhao Di finally saw a clue.
These tables and chairs were affected by the intense fighting, most of them moved from their original positions or overturned on the ground, and some wooden ones even turned to ashes.
However, relying on Zhao Di's astonishing memory that never forgets anything he lays eyes on, when he restored the original positions of these tables and chairs in his mind, he found that only one stone chair had not moved at all.
The key lies in this stone chair.
He had checked it before and there was nothing wrong with the material of the stone chair. But at this moment, under his full force push, the stone chair didn't budge.
As expected, the stone chair and the large block of white jade on the ground are connected as one.
Next, Zhao Di ruthlessly unsheathed the Mo Ye twin swords and slowly chopped away, cutting through the stone chair and the white jade floor beneath it, finally revealing a foot-sized magic circle.
There are five holes on the law disc, which seems to be the place where the Ling Stone is inlaid.
Zhao Di knew very little about this formation method. Even if he saw the formation disc, he didn't know what kind of attribute spirit stone to inlay.
However, since this is carefully arranged by a Five Spirits Root cultivator, and there are five holes, it's probably that each of the Five Elements attribute spirit stones will be inlaid in one.
As for the sequence and position, whether it was a mid-grade spirit stone or a low-grade spirit stone, Zhao Di had no idea at all, and could only try one by one.
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