C99 Sand of Life
C99 Sand of Life
"What a sin! Refining a person alive into a refined corpse! The Black Wood Cliff's Yin Corpse Sect is too arrogant! They've gone too far!" An old man said indignantly when he saw the zombies were far away.
Feng Yimo's heart moved. According to common sense, refining a corpse was something that would harm the heaven and earth in secret. Why did the Yin Corpse Sect show up so openly this time? Aren't they afraid of angering the public?
When the refining corpse passed by, the entire market was silent. All the cultivators were angry, but they didn't dare to say anything. They could only glare angrily at the ground. They didn't even dare to look at the Golden Core Late Period corpse driver. This was because everyone here was below the Golden Core realm, not even a Golden Core Early Period warrior! In front of a powerful Golden Core Late Period peak corpse driver, they didn't even have the strength to speak!
Strength! At any time, he had the most powerful voice!
Feng Yimo recalled that he didn't have a spirit beast bag. Red and black had always been in the Xumi Iron. It was possible to survive there, but it was easy to find red and black and bring disaster to others. Thus, he planned to buy a spirit beast bag to store red and black.
Once again, he arrived at the Ten Thousand Treasures Building. When he arrived at the Ten Thousand Treasures Building again, Lian was nowhere to be seen. It was another male shop assistant who treated him. He spent five hundred spirit stones to buy a spirit beast bag. Feng Yimo walked out of the door of the Ten Thousand Treasures Building.
At the corner of the street in front of him, a figure flashed. Feng Yimo almost cried out. He quickly ran over and waited until he reached the corner. The graceful figure in front was long gone.
"Did I miss Bai Yanshuang too much? Why does that person's back look like Bai Yanshuang? Who is she?" Feng Yimo was in a trance. Disappointment, loneliness, pain, all kinds of emotions welled up in his heart. He sighed deeply and turned around to leave.
When he returned to the inn, he was not in the mood to cultivate. His mind was full of the little things that he had with Bai Yanshuang and that very realistic dream. He could not tell if it was a dream or reality.
After a long time, Feng Yimo closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
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"It's getting up. It's getting up!"
Before the sun had risen, Feng Yimo was woken up by a burst of hurried and excited shouts. The inn was surrounded by running figures, and countless cultivators rushed to Sea of Death.
Because today, some people discovered that a large amount of sand of life had appeared in the sea, and some even picked it up on the beach.
Feng Yimo's heart skipped a beat. He also wanted to see the so-called sand of life, and why it was so magical. There would not be too many things that could extend one's lifespan and increase the quality of alchemy.
Following the crowd of cultivators, Feng Yimo arrived in front of the famous Sea of Death. The ocean stretched as far as the eye could see. The ocean connected the sky and the sea. The sky and the sea were one color. Under the dim light of the morning, it was exceptionally quiet.
On the beach, tens of thousands of cultivators appeared. Their cultivation levels varied, but Nascent Infant Patriarch did not appear, not Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, or Golden Core. Perhaps, in the eyes of the high and mighty Nascent Infant Patriarch, the sand of life was not enough for them to show up.
Everyone was watching, but no one entered the sea. Although everyone was looking forward to obtaining the Sand of Life, the fierce reputation of Sea of Death shocked everyone deeply. No one was willing to be the first person without taking the lead.
Feng Yimo was also watching silently.
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See you. Seeing that someone was the first to take the first step, the other cultivators all rushed to Sea of Death.
Qi Training Period warriors were weak and timid. They only stayed about 30 meters away from the shore. The seawater was soaked to their necks, and the deepest part was that they could reach the surface of the sea with a raise of their hands.
Foundation Establishment Cultivator went further into the sea. About 300 meters away from the shore, the wealthy cultivators took out a small boat with spiritual tools and paddles. After observing the boat from the surface of the sea, they suddenly jumped into the sea and dived to the bottom of the sea to search for the sand of life.
The Golden Core Cultivator went deeper into the sea for more than 10 miles. The deeper he went, the more sand of life appeared, but the risk increased exponentially.
"I found it! I found it!" A cultivator at the 5th level of Qi Refinement suddenly stood up. He was holding a glowing green object in his hand. As soon as he raised his hand, a blade light swept out, directly taking away his arm that was holding the Sand of Life and returning it to the hand of a Golden Core Cultivator. The Golden Core Cultivator coldly kept the Sand of Life and threw the broken arm into the sea, continuing to move forward.
Ah! The cultivator at the 5th level of Qi Refinement cried out miserably at this moment. He held the broken arm and fell into the sea, unconscious. Fresh blood dyed the sea red, attracting dozens of fish to fight over it.
Feng Yimo couldn't bear to bury his body in the sea. He jumped to his side, grabbed the man's body with one hand, and returned to the shore. He took out a Blood Revival Pill and fed it to the man. He stopped the bleeding of his broken arm and found that all the cultivators had entered the Sea of Death. No one dared to loudly announce that they had found the Sand of Life anymore.
Feng Yimo saw that the injured cultivators were no longer in any danger, so he left and entered the Sea of Death.
The seawater was slightly cold. He was in a hurry to save the man, but he didn't notice anything. Now, his entire body submerged into the sea. A strange feeling emerged. He quietly floated in the water for a moment, and then he was shocked because he sensed that the life force in his body was slowly seeping into the water. He couldn't remain calm anymore.
If he hadn't been cultivating the Yin-yang Spell all this time, he would have been able to sense the subtle changes in life force. Perhaps he would have thought that there were all kinds of sea demons in the sea, just like the others. Little did he know that the greatest danger came from the unprepared seawater!
The tiny life force of a cultivator was devoured by the seawater, and it wouldn't be a big problem for a short period of time. However, if one was immersed in the seawater all this time, then when one's life force was seriously devoured and one's foundation was damaged, one's life would be in danger.
Therefore, when Feng Yimo saw the Golden Core Late Period corpse driver sitting on the shoulder of a refined corpse, he immediately understood what was going on. A refined corpse was a dead man. It had no life force at all, so it wasn't afraid of the seawater. The Golden Core zombies should have known that the sea water could devour the life force of humans. However, he did not say it. His heart was truly vicious!
Feng Yimo looked at the crazy cultivators around him and sighed. Based on their condition, even if he said that there was something wrong with the seawater, would anyone believe him? They only had the sand of life in their eyes, and they would not give up even if they knew it was dangerous.
He shook his head and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea, searching for the sand of life.
The seabed sand was soft as if it was stepping on cotton. Perhaps because it was closer to the shore, there were no sea monsters. Instead, there were groups of fish swimming around. The water was clear to the bottom. Feng Yimo could clearly see the algae and shells at the bottom of the sea.
In order to resist the erosion of life force from the seawater, he activated the Yin-yang Spell. Life was Yang, and death was Yin. The Yang Art could precisely suppress the loss of life force.
After a moment, he was surprised to find that the Yang Art could not only restrain the seawater from stealing his life force, but also use the circulation of the Yang Art to extract the life force in the sea!
Could it be that there was life in Sea of Death? Feng Yimo shivered. He did not dare to think about it anymore. It was better to find the sand of life as soon as possible and leave.
After traveling for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Feng Yimo suddenly realized that the Yang Art that had been circulating all this time was able to sense the life force in a certain direction. He immediately walked slowly in that direction.