The formation gate has been broken, and the six monks glanced at Taoist Xuanji one after another. Their thoughts were self-evident.

Taoist Xuanji smiled slightly, and with a flick of his sleeves, a jade slip and three magic crystals flew out from it and stopped in front of Xue Wei.

Xue Wei was unceremonious and quickly held the jade slip and the magic crystal to prevent other minds from accessing the jade slip.

"Thank you, Taoist Xuanji!"

When Xue Wei's telepathy penetrated the jade slip, he couldn't help but be so excited that his body trembled slightly.

Wang Mang chuckled: "Taoist Xuanji has always been generous. Three high-grade magic crystals are enough to restore Xue Wei's power."

When Bao Jing saw the high-grade magic crystal, he showed an unabashed look of longing.

"Fellow Daoist Xue has contributed the most power, so he should be compensated." Taoist Xuanji said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Xue will restore his power in this cave. If there are suitable treasures in the cave below, I will leave a share for you."

"Thank you again, Master!"

Xue Wei put away the jade slips, flew to the corner of the cave, took out a futon, sat cross-legged on it, holding the high-grade magic crystal in his hand, and continuously absorbed the evil energy inside.

The other monks who broke through the door couldn't help but feel envious. Although Hu Di didn't consume any power, he damaged a formation disk and secretly regretted it.

Taoist Xuanji took out the small jade bottle from his sleeves, uncorked it, and with a flash of consciousness, five drops of thick milky white liquid flew out of the bottle and stopped in front of the monk who broke the door.

"This is a hundred-year-old spiritual milk. All Taoist friends, swallow it with your mouth open and wrap it into the lower Dantian with your mind power. Not only can it replenish the consumed power, but it can also increase your power."

"Thank you, Taoist Xuanji!"

Only then did the five broken monks look happy. After respectfully thanking him, they couldn't wait to open their mouths and swallow the spiritual milk.

Gu Xuan secretly said: "Senior, is spiritual milk a thing of spiritual eyes?"

Wang Mang responded: "Only the spiritual energy of the earth evolves into spiritual eyes, while the spiritual milk is transformed by the abundant spiritual energy of the sky, which is as rare as the best spiritual stones."

Taoist Xuanji put away the small jade bottle, waved his big sleeves, and flew an exquisite cyan jade talisman in front of Hu Di: "Fellow Daoist Hu, this defensive secret talisman is your compensation for the loss of the formation disk."

"Thank you, Taoist!"

For casual cultivators, any secret treasure is extremely precious. Hu Di was overjoyed and his face was filled with excitement.

Taoist Xuanji looked at Gu Xuan and Bao Jing: "You two fellow Taoists, don't be discouraged. I believe there will be gains in the Prisoner of Spirits Cave."

After entering the cave, Bao Jing said little, and immediately begged: "Taoist Xuanji, the poisonous mist in the cave below is of some use to the treasure python below, can you let it enter the cave to clear the way?"

Beneath the cavern that is a hundred feet deep, there is also a vast cave, filled with dark green mist, which makes it difficult to see clearly even with the power of mind.

"sure."

Taoist Xuanji glanced at the small black snake wrapped around Bao Jing's neck.

"This poisonous patterned python already has a low-level cultivation level of the third level. If it absorbs all the poisonous mist from the Prisoner of Spirits Cave, its cultivation level may rise to the mid-level level of the third level."

"Taoist Xuanji has good eyesight."

Bao Jing thought loudly, and a small black snake flew out from his neck. His body swung in the air, black light flashed wildly on its surface, and in an instant it grew to five or six feet long.

The next moment, the poisonous patterned python twisted its body, plunged into the cave, and flew straight into the Soul Prisoner Cave below.

"Let's go and have a look."

Except for Xue Wei, the other monks who broke through the door have recovered their strength. When Taoist Xuanji greeted them, they all flew into the cave.

Thanks to the presence of Taoist Xuanji, most of the monks were not afraid of danger and seemed to be scrambling for the first place. Gu Xuan followed unhurriedly.

As soon as he flew through the cave, Gu Xuan saw the poisonous patterned python coiled on the ground, with its head raised high, its mouth wide open, and dark green poisonous mist being sucked into its mouth.

A group of monks were suspended in the air, waiting for the poisonous patterned python to absorb the poisonous mist.

This python absorbs the poison very quickly, swallowing up all the poisonous mist in just one cup of tea.

The Prisoner's Cave is the same size as the cave above. Apart from some strange rocks, there is only a small pond on the ground near one side of the cave wall.

A trace of dark green mist floated on the surface of the pool. There was a lotus pod standing in the pool. The pod was as big as the mouth of a bucket, but the lotus leaves were gone and all the lotus flowers were withered.

The calm surface of the pool suddenly surged, as if boiling, and the lotus plant swayed along with it.

The next moment, Penicillium snakes popped out of the pool water, and their cold eyes stared at the poisonous python.

Each Penicillium snake has a general appearance, about half a foot long, and has a light blue body with plum blossom-shaped dark green lines on its surface.

Hundreds of Penicillium snakes emitted small clouds of green mist from their bodies, merged with the green mist, and flew towards them in the sky.

"The green snake's aura seems to be of the third-grade low-level..." Fang Meng's expression changed slightly, "Hundreds of Gangli realms!"

"It doesn't matter." Bao Jing clasped his hands behind his back and looked proud, "Fellow Taoists, you don't need to take action, just leave it to the precious python below."

Taoist Xuanji commented: "The poisonous patterned python is a different species of demon. It has advanced poison-eating and is much more toxic than the Penicillium snake. This battle can indeed be won."

The poisonous patterned python soared into the sky, Xinzi swallowed, and its huge body twisted. A large amount of black mist filled the surface of the body, forming a black mist ball, and rolled out in the air.

The next moment, the black mist and the green mist shook hard in the air, and the touching sides blended into each other, forming a large mass of half-black and half-green mist.

Poison-patterned pythons and hundreds of penicillium snakes were fighting in the mist. Even if the monks used their telekinesis, it was difficult to see clearly what was going on.

Gradually, the severed body parts of the Penicillium Snake flew out of the mist and fell to the ground one after another.

As the battle progressed, the green mist group became smaller and smaller, the black mist group showed a crushing trend, and more and more Penicillium snake corpses were accumulated on the ground.

Fang Meng's scalp went numb when he saw it, and he said with envy: "Fellow Taoist Bao, where did this python come from and is it so powerful?"

"When I entered the Dark Mist Forest for the second time, there happened to be a fierce battle between this python and the three-tailed lion, and I was at a disadvantage."

Bao Jing spoke loudly while paying attention to the battle situation of the poison pattern python.

"I had a grudge against the three-tailed lion, so I joined forces with this python to kill the three-tailed lion. This python thought that I wanted to help, reciprocated, and was willing to accept me as my master. It was an unexpected surprise."

Two quarters of an hour later, the green mist was wiped out by the black mist, and all the Penicillium snakes were dead. Snake corpses were everywhere, which was shocking.

The poison-patterned python inhaled the black mist into its body and flew into the air. Although its body was covered in bruises, its eyes were very excited.

The python's body surface flashed with black light and turned into a small black snake. It wrapped around Bao Jing's arm and fell into a deep sleep.

A group of monks looked at the lotus pods in the pond, and many of them had fiery eyes.

Taoist Xuanji smiled and said, "You fellow Taoists are very discerning. This lotus plant is indeed a spiritual creature."

"ah!"

Liu Qi suddenly let out a scream, and three bloody holes appeared strangely on his forehead. Then his body fell to the ground and he died without closing his eyes.

The sudden turn of events shocked the monks at the scene.

"Friend Liu Dao!"

Fang Meng had the best relationship with Liu Qi, so he couldn't help but exclaim.

"What kind of evildoer dares to act wild in front of me? You will die quickly!"

Taoist Xuanji raised his eyebrows and immediately offered up a white talisman, which sparked into a ball of dazzling white light.

The white light suddenly flashed, turning into thin white strands of light and disappearing out of thin air.

Out of confidence in his strength, after entering Qiuling Cave, Taoist Xuanji only used his spiritual sense to scan at random, without searching carefully.

In the blink of an eye, a hoarse and unpleasant scream rang out from somewhere in the void, and a dark monster fell down and hit the ground, dying.

This monster looks like a bat, but its hind limbs have a pair of eagle claws, and its ugly head has no eyes.

Lines of white light scattered throughout the void emerged, flickering and disappearing one after another.

Fang Meng was still frightened, glanced at the beast corpse, and asked solemnly: "Taoist Xuanji, what kind of monster is this?"

Xuanji Taoist said: "This is a dark beast with average attack power, but it is good at hiding. When it hides, its wings will emit purple light. If it hides in the light, its spiritual sense can see through it. If it hides in the darkness, even the old person will be killed.

Even the divine consciousness can hide it."

Wang Mang added: "The dark beast has only one eye, which is located in the upper Dantian. It is quite strange. It is said that the thousand-year-old dark beast has incredible magical powers with its single eye."

Gu Xuan said: "How old is this dark beast?"

Wang Mang thought: "I have never seen the Dark Soul Beast, so I can't tell. It is estimated that it cannot be more than three hundred years ago. The Dark Soul Beast from a thousand years ago had one eye that was of little use, but its pair of hairy wings could be refined into an invisibility treasure."

The other monks had obviously heard of the Dark Beast for the first time, and they all took a few more glances at the beast's corpse.

Fang Meng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked at Gu Xuan: "Fellow Daoist Huang, we have an encounter with Daoist Liu, what should we do with his body?"

Gu Xuan sighed softly: "It is unfortunate that Fellow Daoist Liu died here. The body can be cremated, and the storage bag will be kept by Fellow Daoist Fang."

Fang Meng was secretly happy, but pretended to be filled with sadness. He first searched Liu Qi's storage bag, and then burned his body with fire.

Taoist Xuanji glanced at the blazing fire and said in a deep voice: "There are two demons left in the Soul Prisoner's Cave. They are guarding openly and secretly. They are not just for breeding spirit lotuses. The Demon Locker's Cave must contain ulterior secrets."

Before the fire was extinguished, the monk flew towards the pond.

Taoist Xuanji continued: "The Demon Locking and Imprisoning Spirit Array is a large chain formation, consisting of the Demon Locking Array, the Imprisoning Spirit Array and the array gate. The gray mist in the cave is the array gate, and this cave is the Imprisoning Spirit Array. The ground of this island is

The spiritual energy gathers here and is used to breed the spiritual lotus in the pond."

Hu Di quickly asked: "Is that spiritual lotus plant of high quality?"

Taoist Xuanji said: "Judging from the earth's spiritual energy in this place, this spiritual lotus is only of the first grade at most. The Penicillium Snake not only protects the spiritual lotus, but the poisonous mist it brews can also provide operational energy for the array gate."

Gu Xuan secretly said: "Senior, what is the use of Linglian?"

Wang Mang said slowly: "Linglian is a five-element spiritual object that can improve one's cultivation. A spirit-gathering array is set up in the water area, which is conceived from ordinary lotus seeds. Linglian is graded based on the year it grows. There are nine grades in total, and one grade is divided into hundreds of years.

By analogy, the higher the grade, the more valuable it is."

A group of monks stopped by the pool, and Gu Xuan said loudly: "Since it is a first-grade spiritual lotus, it is obvious that the Demon Locking and Imprisoning Spirit Array has existed here for hundreds of years."

Taoist Xuanji stretched out his consciousness and observed the pond carefully: "The last time I passed by this island was about forty years ago. The island was already desolate and barren, with few monks coming, and the caves are complicated, so this formation has survived to this day.

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Gu Xuan echoed: "As long as we go to Suo Mo Cave and check, the intention of those who want to set up the formation will be obvious."
Chapter completed!