Beast Taming Ascension

Chapter 32 Clear Goal
There are now twelve people in Bodhi Cave Heaven.

Five of them were chosen by the cave to enter, and the other seven were lucky enough to be next to Lin Jing when the cave was created, and they entered by taking advantage of the opportunity when the cave was not yet fully formed.

To some extent, it can be considered as good luck.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, the cultivator wearing animal skin curled his lips and walked straight towards the golden Bodhi tree.

"In the Bodhi Cave Heaven, the best effect of enlightenment is achieved under the golden Bodhi tree, followed by the silver one, and finally the green one."

"The fewer people there are under a Bodhi tree, the better the enlightenment effect. Your Excellency's desire to monopolize the golden Bodhi tree is not a good idea."

The scholar in green shirt said to the body cultivator gently, "If I'm not mistaken, you are a Snowfield cultivator. Only Snowfield cultivators wear animal skin skirts."

The body cultivator was indeed wearing an animal skin skirt.

Everyone looked at it.

The bald body cultivator's eyes turned cold.

The scholar continued, "Judging from the girl's attire, the purple robe with fire cloud patterns, she should be a disciple of the Fire Region Dan Ding Sect."

The female alchemist crossed her arms across her chest.

"As for this young man, he is carrying the 'Demon Slaying Sword', which is the standard equipment for outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect of the Sword Realm."

The young swordsman remained silent and slowly took off his sword.

"And each of these eight people has a pet. As far as I can remember, only the disciples of the Wild Territory Beast Taming Sect raise pets in such an orderly manner."

Lin Jing and others had already anticipated what he was going to say.

"As for me, I'm from the Wen domain. The rest of us are from one of the nine domains of the ancient Tianyuan country. We are cultivators from the ancient country. Only this Xueyuan cultivator comes from a foreign land." The green-shirted scholar directly divided the camp into two.

"Everyone, the Snowfield Tribe has been at odds with the Tianyuan Ancient Country since ancient times and has coveted the central land. As cultivators of the Tianyuan Ancient Country, shouldn't we unite to face the outside world?" He clasped his fists to everyone.

Outside the ancient country of Tianyuan, there is a snowy area with a harsh living environment.

"Hahahaha, I knew that you two sons of bitches would unite together. I'm not afraid of you." The Snowfield Monk laughed.

He was naturally aware of what the scholar in blue shirt had analyzed. Since they were in different camps, these people would definitely deal with him first, so he didn't hesitate and was ready to fight against many enemies alone.

"I heard that the cultivators of the ancient Tianyuan country are all as docile as lambs. Today I will show you what a real cultivator is!"

He stood in front of the golden Bodhi tree, breathing out cold air, his eyes flashed with a hint of yellow-green like a wild beast, his muscles bulged with veins, and his body made sounds like the roar of a lion or a tiger.

"I have no ill will towards Xueyuan, but you, a cultivator from Xueyuan, are indeed rude." The female alchemist wearing a purple robe with cloud patterns on it shook her head.

"Come on, you talk so nicely, who among you doesn't want to monopolize the golden Bodhi?" the body cultivator said disdainfully.

"Everyone, let's attack together! Capture this guy!" The scholar in green shirt opened his mouth and took out a calligraphy treasure. His talent and handwriting merged together. In an instant, the afterimage of a soldier holding a sword appeared in the air and killed the monk in the snowfield.

"I'll come too!" The female alchemist raised her arm slightly, and a purple flame instantly gathered at her fingertips. That flame was not an ordinary fire. It had an extremely high temperature and a strange fragrance. It was both beautiful and heart-pounding.

The flame danced in her palm, as if it had its own will. As she thought about it, it turned into a fire cauldron, circling into the air, making bursts of roars.

Swish!
She swung her arms violently and threw the cauldron of fire at her opponent.

“Ugh Aaaaaaah!!!” The Snowfield Monk did not move, with animal-shaped totem patterns flashing on his body, and allowed many attacks to hit him.

His eyes were ferocious and he took a defensive posture. The next moment, the soldier phantom's weapon made a clanging sound as if it had hit fine steel, and it shattered and turned into smoke.

"Go to hell!" After resisting the attack of the blue-shirted scholar, his blood boiled, his hands glowed red, and he swung his arm and smashed the flying fire tripod hard. Boom!
Fire snakes were flying all over the sky, and the man was bathed in flames. The next second, like a wild beast that had broken free from its reins, he strode towards the green-shirted scholar, and took out a huge hammer from his storage bag, intending to swing it at the green-shirted scholar.

"Everyone from the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Beast Taming Sect, why don't you take action? Do you want to reap the benefits?"

Upon seeing this, the scholar saw blue clouds appear under his feet and he stepped on them to fly into the air. He did not want to confront the Snowfield cultivator head-on, so he questioned the cultivators from the Tianjian Sect and the Beast Taming Sect at the same time.

"Come down here!" The Snowfield Body Cultivator threw a heavy hammer into the air, but the scholar in green shirt dodged it easily.

This Snowfield Body Cultivator seemed to feel that he had no way to deal with the Green Shirted Scholar in the short term, so he glared viciously at the female alchemist who had also attacked him just now.

At this moment, the female alchemist suddenly showed an aggrieved expression and said, "Forget it, forget it. You guys fight. I am an alchemist and I am not good at fighting. I just want the silver bodhi tree."

At this moment, no one wants to waste too much energy and let others take advantage of it.

The Snow Plains Body Cultivator snorted coldly. How could he not know what the female alchemist was thinking? He glanced at the Heaven Sword Sect cultivators and the Beast Taming Sect cultivators and said, "Sword-swinging man, do you want to fight?"

“As for the Beast Taming Sect, they all seem to be trash. They should have sneaked into the cave, right?” He revealed his own aura, and there was a faint roar of beasts in his blood and energy, as if he had turned into the king of beasts. In an instant, the expressions of several disciples of the Beast Taming Sect changed.

He Yiming's senior brother's fighting ape, senior brother Ziran's fire spirit bird, and the ferocious beasts brought by several disciples of the Demon Hunting Hall all began to tremble in unison.

"That's right, this guy definitely has the Myriad Beast Body, a special cultivation physique that can fuse the blood of myriad beasts to strengthen his own physique. Not only does he become braver with each battle, he also has a strong bloodline suppression effect on beasts!"

Senior Brother Ziran was shocked. The difference between being chosen by the cave heaven and sneaking into the cave heaven was immediately apparent. The other party just revealed his aura, and most of the pets of the Beast Taming Sect were like seeing the king of beasts, and their combat power was greatly reduced by several times.

"Not good." The disciples of the Demon Hunting Hall who had wanted to seize the opportunity gave up the idea of ​​competing with this person for the golden Bodhi tree after feeling the oppression from this person who was comparable to a foundation-building demon beast.

Seeing this, the scholar in green shook his head. He knew that there must be something fishy about the appearance of so many people from the Beast Taming Sect, and it turned out to be true.

"But it's good too. The competition is much less." He thought to himself.

suddenly……

Several water arrows were sprayed at the Snowfield cultivator. With his terrifying physique, the Snowfield cultivator had just easily resisted the attacks of the blue-shirted scholar and the female alchemist. Even if the two of them had some reservations, it was enough to show how strong his physique was. But now facing several water arrows, his face suddenly changed, and a strong warning signal came from his body. The Snowfield cultivator was about to dodge, but before the water arrows hit him, a terrifying spiritual power tide swept up and swallowed him!!!
Boom boom boom boom boom! !
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Dozens of explosions in succession caused violent fluctuations in spiritual energy. The powerful hurricane blew the blue-shirted scholar in the sky directly down. The female alchemist and the young swordsman had their hair flying and looked confused.

As for the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, they were shocked by the aftermath and retreated again and again.

With a look of disbelief, he looked at Lin Jing who took out the "machine bamboo gun" and very calmly fired "puff puff puff" continuously at the snowy body cultivator.

Lin Jing's shoulder, the pine leaf mouse did not have the same fear as other spirit beasts and demon beasts. I don't know if it was because of its own mutation, or because its inner desire was greater than its fear.

There was a glimmer in the eyes of the pine rat. What did it see? ! !
This Snow Plains Body Cultivator actually has a storage bag!!!
Let’s not talk about the chance of enlightenment, but… this storage bag, it feels that it must snatch it away!!!

The smoke cleared.

The Snowfield cultivator holding the sledgehammer was still standing in the same place, but the injuries all over his body were particularly shocking. His skin was torn in many places by the shock waves of the spiritual bean explosion, showing wounds of varying depths. The wounds were still oozing blood, revealing bright red muscle tissue, and even the white bones could be vaguely seen, which was frightening.

His chest rose and fell slightly, his face was full of anger, his blood suddenly glowed with a strange light, and he rushed towards Lin Jing with a roar.

"What a terrifying physical cultivator." Lin Jing took a step back, changed the magazine, and wasted a lot of spirit bean bombs.

Boom boom boom boom!
Another round of attack.

The smoke dissipated again, and the eyes of this Snow Plains cultivator were already lifeless.

Seeing this, a squirrel ran over cautiously, pulled down its storage bag and ran back.

(End of this chapter)