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Chapter 293: Heaven-Repairing Soul Fire Liquid

Two hours later.

Qin Ming came to a canyon surrounded by mountains, in the center of which there was a lake with a diameter of about one hundred miles.

As soon as he approached here, he felt a strong spiritual energy coming towards him.

As far as Qin Ming knew, this place was originally occupied by a barbaric tribe. Lingyu Sect and Jinyun Valley paid a huge price to conquer it.

And now, this third-grade intermediate-quality spiritual vein has also become Lei Yuanzong's possession.

In addition, Qin Ming also learned from Wei Wuya that in addition to the Lei Yuan Sect, there are also people from the Baihua Sect stationed here.

The reason is that Baihua Sect and Shennong Sect, as loyal affiliates of Leiyuan Sect for hundreds of years, have to give some benefits.

Mangshan Mountains.

The patrolling monks from Leiyuan Sect and Baihua Sect are on duty.

All of a sudden, they felt the spiritual energy in the air boiling like boiling water, and the surrounding space began to produce waves like water ripples.

Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming spiritual pressure swept over like a landslide or tsunami.

Those low-level monks were trembling with fear, as if they were on the edge of an abyss. "What happened?"

"Could it be that the Grand Elder is here to inspect again?"

A moment later, Qin Ming's figure appeared in front of everyone, and he restrained his magical power.

"Ancestor of the Golden Pill!"

At this time, a sharp-eyed monk recognized it.

"It's Master Mochizuki!"

"Greetings to Master Mochizuki!"

They were also very excited to see the legendary Master Mochizuki in person.

"Well, no courtesy."

"I came here to do something. Wei Wuya should have explained it to you, right?"

Upon hearing this, several monks guarding the foot of the mountain looked at each other in surprise.

Obviously these people are not of high enough rank and know nothing about this matter.

at this time.

A purple rainbow light broke through the valley and stopped in front of Qin Ming after a few breaths.

When the light faded away, a young female cultivator in a purple gauze dress with stunning appearance appeared in front of everyone. Her skin was whiter than snow, her figure was majestic, her curves were exquisite, and she had a pair of seductive long legs.

His cultivation has even reached the late stage of foundation building.

As soon as this woman appeared, all the monks present were attracted by her beauty.

All of a sudden.

A faint feminine fragrance like that of osmanthus and orchid wafted through the air.

"Junior Zhao Linger, greetings to Senior Qin!"

"Grandmaster Wei has already explained everything to me, I will take you there right away."

After Zhao Linger finished speaking, she bowed to Qin Ming.

"So you are the Holy Maiden of Baihua Sect. No need to be polite." Qin Ming said calmly.

Qin Ming had met her once in Qingyang Market, so naturally he had some impression of her.

Zhao Linger also showed nervousness when facing Jindan Zhenren.

She also didn't expect that Master Wangyue, who had recently caused a sensation in the entire Southern Wilderness cultivation world, would come here from afar.

What surprised her even more was that the other party actually recognized her.

This made her think a lot.
Zhao Linger also heard that Qin Ming rose step by step in his early years in Qingyang Market in Yunze Wilderness.

She, the Holy Lady of Flowers, was filled with admiration.

"Senior Qin, do you want to go in and rest for a while?" Zhao Linger asked respectfully.

Qin Ming said: "Take me directly to the Tiangang Wind-Splitting Cave."

"Yes, Senior Qin, please follow me."

Subsequently.

Zhao Linger led Qin Ming and flew towards the back mountain of Mangshan amid everyone's astonished gaze.

After half a stick of incense.

The two came to a huge crack on the top of the mountain, which was bottomless.

woohoo~
Gusts of wind as sharp as knives kept rushing out, cutting the birds and animals passing by into pieces and sweeping them up.

Qin Ming also raised his eyebrows when he saw this. The power of this strong wind was only stronger than the magic of the Golden Core Ancestor. No wonder Wei Wuya retreated after only going down a few hundred feet.

"Senior Qin, this forbidden area is extremely dangerous. Would you like to reconsider it?" Zhao Linger reminded kindly.

Qin Ming said calmly: "No need."

Afterwards, in front of Zhao Linger's astonished gaze, Qin Quan turned into a streak of green light and fell into the Tiangang Wind-Breaking Cave without hesitation.

Inside the crack.

The black gale howled as if it was going to blow away people’s souls.

Qin Ming activated his Qi and blood, and a "glazed armor" covered his entire body. Then he fled straight downwards.

These strong and cold winds, which outsiders tried to avoid, fell on Qin Ming's glazed armor and melted away one after another, posing no danger to him at all.

He flew down thousands of feet along the rugged crack.

The surrounding strong winds began to gradually weaken, and then a huge black cave appeared in Qin Ming's sight.

He retracted the glazed armor on his body and flew down.

There were countless corpses scattered throughout this cave, and even quite a few third-level animal bone fossils. Just from the huge bones, one could tell that the cultivation base of these monsters must have been very high when they were alive.

Above the cave is a dense mass of black stalactites hanging upside down like bamboo shoots.

In the center of the cave, there lay a huge skull, more than ten feet in size, and no one knew what kind of monster’s skull it was.

I saw a ball of inky ghost fire constantly coming out from the right eye socket of the skull.

"Third-level superior heaven and earth spiritual fire!"

Qin Ming couldn't help but be moved.

On the cheek below the skull, there was a mark that looked like a tear mark.

Following the direction of the tear marks, Qin Ming's gaze fell and saw a small piece of inky spiritual liquid condensed in a groove under the skull.

"This is the 'Heaven-Repairing Soul Fire Liquid' you are looking for. I didn't expect there is so much." Jin Lingzi's voice sounded.

Qin Ming's face showed joy when he heard this. Didn't he come here from afar just for this thing?

He immediately took out an exquisite jade bottle and collected all the legendary "Heaven-Repairing Soul Fire Liquid".

After doing all this, Qin Ming looked eagerly towards the ghost fire above.

"This spiritual fire of heaven and earth has not been extinguished for ten thousand years, yet it has existed here for such a long time."

"It can also burn the strong wind and condense the sky-repairing soul fire liquid. It is truly miraculous."

Qin Ming immediately opened his mouth and sprayed out the soul-devouring poisonous flame, which turned into a blue phoenix and flew out. It circled in the cave, then let out a long hiss and pounced towards the ghost fire in the skeleton.

Boom!

Two third-grade superior spiritual fires collided with each other in an instant, illuminating the entire Yinfeng Cave.

The green and black spiritual fires intertwined, constantly fighting in the cave and devouring each other.

The monster fossils nearby would be burned on the spot if they got even a little bit of it on them.

In the end, the soul-devouring poisonous flame that was a fusion of multiple spiritual fires was superior and devoured the netherworld ghost fire.

The aura of the green poisonous flames in the air suddenly surged, suddenly rising to a higher level!
The wings of the Blue Luan Firebird began to change, and the tail flame continued to grow longer, completely transforming into a dark blue fire phoenix.

"Third level top grade heaven and earth spirit fire!"

Qin Ming was overjoyed. He raised his hand and the blue fire phoenix flapped its wings, with an extraordinary aura, and shrank its body into his hands.

He looked at the palm-sized green Fire Phoenix in his hand and could clearly feel that the power of the Soul-Devouring Poison Flame had reached a whole new level after its advancement.

Faced with such poisonous flames, even a cultivator in the late Jindan stage would have to retreat.

Qin Ming was in a good mood. He looked around, then put away the poisonous flames, started to move forward again, and flew upwards.

Zhao Linger, the Holy Maiden of Flowers, who was near the Tiangang Wind-Splitting Cave, waited outside for several hours.

A trace of worry appeared on her delicate face, and she paced back and forth anxiously.

"If something happens to Senior Qin, how can we explain it to Elder Wei?"

Just when Zhao Linger was feeling uneasy.

A surge of magical power surged out from the direction of the crack.

Immediately afterwards, a green light flashed before Zhao Linger's eyes, and Qin Ming's figure reappeared in front of her.

"Let's go, it's done!"

"Thank you, Brother Zhao, for leading the way."

Qin Ming was in a good mood and said to her with a faint smile.

(End of this chapter)