The magic stone in front of me was a purplish-black color, radiating a layer of purple light. Its shape was also very regular, a square, six-sided prism.
Upon closer inspection, there were some sparkling spots constantly flashing within, making it look extremely beautiful, like a piece of jade.
Listening to Bluebird's earlier words, this seemed to be a medium-grade magic stone. Sensing the extent of the magic energy within, it was indeed roughly equivalent to the spiritual energy fluctuations emitted by a medium-grade spirit stone.
The size was considerably larger than a medium-grade spirit stone, equivalent to about three medium-grade spirit stones.
The value of a spirit stone is determined by the spiritual energy fluctuations and the total amount of spiritual energy it contains, not its size.
Of course, the medium-grade spirit stones circulating in the market are basically the size of a fist; this is an intentional division by the cultivation world.
The spiritual energy fluctuations of medium-grade spirit stones are consistent, and the spiritual energy fluctuations of high-grade spirit stones are more than ten times higher than those of medium-grade spirit stones.
The spiritual energy fluctuations of low-grade spirit stones are naturally the smallest. This is the basis for distinguishing between low, medium, high, and even top-grade spirit stones.
The total amount of spiritual energy is consciously planned by cultivators. The total amount of spiritual energy in a medium-grade spirit stone is roughly one and a half pounds, which is one unit of a medium-grade spirit stone.
As for magic stones, although Zhang Ling had never seen them, they were indeed recorded in some ancient books, saying that top-grade magic stones had appeared in the human realm, seemingly brought down when the ancient demon realm invaded this realm.
Ancient demons used magic stones to set up large arrays, inducing mutations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming an area's spiritual energy into a magic energy environment suitable for the ancient demons to survive.
The territory occupied by the alien demon race in the Northern Plains cultivation world can be regarded as this kind of magic energy area.
The magic energy on the alien demon race's side was specially sealed by ancient cultivators. Originally, it was a complete seal, and no magic energy would overflow.
However, in ancient times, the human alien demon people who were transformed by magic energy were rejected by the human race, and a great war broke out.
The alien demon people destroyed the sealing array, causing the magic energy to spread, which led to this special alien race.
The Twelve Immortal Cities were also established to prevent the invasion of the alien demon race.
Zhang Ling looked at the magic stone, thinking about the situation in the Northern Plains cultivation world.
Looking up at the sky, it was still filled with rosy light. The magic energy in this area where he was now was so dense that it could give birth to medium-grade magic stones.
This level of magic energy would definitely be rare even in the territory of an alien demon person.
What exactly is this place!
Zhang Ling muttered again, with a guess in his heart. The most likely place he was in now was an area that was contaminated by magic energy in ancient times and sealed by a powerful restriction.
Only this guess can best explain the current situation: the magic energy that emerged from the sea eye a few days ago, the magical beasts that suddenly appeared in the sea, and the area where he is now, plus the extremely wide storm circle outside.
All signs indicate that the guess in his heart is gradually being confirmed.
"What are you spacing out for? Let's go. It's best to collect more magic stones." Bluebird seemed to be in a very good mood, fluttering its wings and flying around the magic stone, scattering a golden spiritual light that enveloped the magic stone.
Within the golden light, the feather patterns flickered on and off, and the medium-grade magic stone made a cracking sound, its magic energy being rapidly devoured.
After a dozen breaths of time, the magic stone turned into a transparent, light purple crystal, covered with cracks. The magic energy it contained had been completely absorbed.
Seeing this scene, the corner of Zhang Ling's mouth twitched. This guy's speed of absorbing magic energy is truly terrifying.
With his current Nascent Soul stage cultivation, it would take him a whole day to absorb two or three medium-grade spirit stones of the same amount, even if he absorbed them with all his strength.
This also proves that Bluebird's cultivation at its peak was definitely beyond his imagination.
Although Bluebird had previously revealed its cultivation at its peak, Zhang Ling was still somewhat skeptical in his heart. However, the time they had spent together seemed to prove that this person was an old monster with a sky-high cultivation.
Zhang Ling glanced at the big tree where the magic stone had been dug out, and there was no more to be gained. At the same time, he wondered how magic stones could be nurtured in big trees.
"Don't look. There won't be another magic stone within a few miles. However, such a dense magic energy environment may give birth to a magic stone mine. If you can find it, it will be an opportunity for you."
"Oh, this junior doesn't cultivate demonic arts, so what use do I have for these magic stones?" Zhang Ling paused and moved quickly again, shielded by the light of his shield, while asking.
"Hehe, what do you know? Although you don't cultivate demonic arts, magic energy is, after all, a kind of heaven and earth spiritual energy. If you can find a large number of magic stones, although it won't help much in increasing your cultivation, it can help you cultivate several special divine abilities.
In your lower realm, whether it's the righteous path or the demonic path, most people cultivate single-attribute techniques. But in the spirit realm, as far as I know, there are quite a few human cultivators who don't follow single-attribute techniques. There are many who practice two or three different attribute techniques concurrently, and there are even some who practice both human, demon, and spirit techniques. Often, these cultivators are extremely powerful."
"Oh, so you mean there are also these kinds of magic energy environments in the spirit realm."
"What's so strange about that?" Bluebird raised its head and said with extreme disdain. "The spirit realm naturally has this kind of magic energy environment."
"As far as I know, there are several such places in the human race's area. The entire spirit realm is vast beyond your imagination. Even with my cultivation at my peak, the places I've been to can only be considered the tip of the iceberg.
This kind of mutated spiritual energy area is called a mixed spiritual area. The most common is a mixed magic and spiritual environment. After all, the spirit realm and the ancient demon realm are the closest. The interface is not immutable and is changing every moment. The heaven and earth spiritual energy in each interface has some uniqueness. The interface force between the two realms will occasionally merge, and spatial cracks will appear, forming this kind of mixed spiritual region. The heaven and earth primordial energy in the true immortal realm that we yearn for is called immortal spiritual energy. It is said that when Mahayana cultivators undergo the ascension tribulation, a small amount of immortal spiritual energy may descend."
Zhang Ling listened to Bluebird's words, his eyes narrowed. He immediately asked about some related situations. Bluebird was in a good mood, seemingly wanting him to find a magic stone mine, so it explained a lot more.
Although he had been with Bluebird for more than three years, this guy didn't speak much. Zhang Ling would naturally not let go of this kind of opportunity to get some information.
……
At the same time, in another valley hundreds of miles away from Zhang Ling, seven or eight cultivators were fighting fiercely. The battle was intense, with various spiritual lights flashing and magical treasures flying around, causing the surrounding area to rumble.
These people were naturally all Core Formation stage cultivators, the group of alien demon people who had entered this area not long ago.
Four of them were wearing gray-green tight-fitting suits, obviously cultivators from the same force. The other few were wrapped in black robes, like another force.
It was unknown why the two sides were engaged in a life-and-death battle.
The few people seemed to be alien demon race cultivators, all cultivating demonic arts, with varying strengths, and naturally, they were also suppressed by the rosy light in the sky.
But strangely, they seemed to have a way to deal with it. Each person had a special treasure floating beside them, greatly offsetting the suppression of their cultivation.
In a short while, the side with more people gained the upper hand and gradually gained the advantage, successively killing two enemies.
Then, with a loud bang, a black-robed man in the mid-Core Formation stage detonated himself before he died, forming a powerful impact that instantly disrupted the battle group.
The power of the self-detonation even blew off half of a nearby mountain.
In the chaotic scene, a black light flashed, and the first cultivator to emerge quickly fled into the distance.
"Quick, chase!"
Then a roar came, and two more embarrassed cultivators flew out in hot pursuit.
The one who escaped was a black-robed youth, covered in a layer of black mist. Beside him floated a triangular token, emitting a layer of gray, white, and black three-color spiritual light, illuminating himself.
He also held a black iron shield in front of him, which turned into a ten-foot size, and the two pursuers released flying knives and green mist attacks, all of which were blocked.
The iron shield, which stubbornly resisted a large number of attacks, was obviously a good defensive magic weapon.
But now, with his companions all killed in the battle, even though the black-robed youth had the strength of the peak Core Formation stage, his face was pale and bloodless at this moment. He was already at the end of his rope.
And the two who were chasing him, one with the same cultivation as him and the other with the strength of the late Core Formation stage, looked much better than him, although they looked embarrassed.
If he couldn't escape, he would fall here today.
"Haha, Flying Eagle, your death is coming. You have already been infected with the Soul Devouring Gu worm of my Green Cloud tribe. Your divine soul is about to perish. Even if you don't die, you will become an idiot. Why bother running away? Why not surrender? I can still give you a quick death."
The enemy behind him kept laughing wildly, and the triumphant sarcasm was disgusting.
Flying Eagle's face was gloomy. Although he knew that he could hardly escape death, he would never surrender. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a strange forest appeared in front of him. His speed suddenly increased, and he flew into it.
Even if he died, he would drag his enemies behind him as a sacrifice.
Flying Eagle made up his mind and took out a black jade box from his arms while running away quickly.
This was a life-saving method bestowed by the elders of the tribe. If they hadn't been ambushed before and hadn't had time to use it, they would never have fallen to this point.
The two pursuers naturally did not know the opponent's determination to fight to the death. They chased after him at a not-so-slow speed.
Then, a sound of fighting came from the forest. After a cup of tea, a shocking wave soared into the sky, turning into a powerful wind pressure that spread in all directions, and a large area of trees turned into dust and fragments.
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At the same time, Zhang Ling was traveling through the forest dozens of miles away, holding a magic stone in his hand and studying it. There was a smile on his face.
He had been traveling through this dense forest for two quarters of an hour, and this was the thirteenth medium-grade magic stone he had found.
In addition to that, there were also thirty or forty low-grade magic stones.
These magic stones didn't seem to have any rules. Some were nurtured in trees, and some were in soil and rocks. The harvest was not bad.
And according to the situation, there were more magic stones nurtured in soil and rocks. He believed that there might be more magic stones deep underground.
Zhang Ling didn't deliberately stop to look for magic stones. After all, his original goal was not to collect magic stones, but just to do it along the way.
During this period, he also killed two high-level magical beasts. Bluebird naturally had no objection. After all, the magic crystals of the magical beasts were more valuable.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the distance ahead.
Zhang Ling frowned slightly and stopped his escape light, sensing that there was a violent spiritual power fluctuation ahead. There seemed to be a fight over there.
Judging from the movement, it was not small, at least it was a movement made by a sixth-order magical beast.
With a chuckle, Zhang Ling flew towards that side. He was still a few magic crystals short of one hundred. In fact, the ranks of the magical beasts in this area were not low, and there were many high-level magical beasts. He didn't have to worry about not collecting them all, but since he encountered them, he naturally couldn't miss them.
After a cup of tea.
Zhang Ling came to the place where he sensed the strong spiritual power fluctuations.
Seeing a mess, the grass and trees in front were all burned, the ground was pitted and uneven, and there were many scorched marks. He could still see flames burning on the ground.
Even the surrounding magic energy was shaken away. This situation was obviously caused by a powerful fire attribute attack.
Scanning around with his divine sense, Zhang Ling focused on a collapsed giant tree at the edge of the battlefield. Behind the tree, there was a cultivator lying down who was charred all over.
With a flash, he rushed over there and shot out a yellow light to wrap around the person. This charred cultivator was extremely miserable, but he had a weak breath and was not dead yet.
It seemed that the movement here was likely caused by this person.
There were other cultivators here.
Zhang Ling muttered in his heart, and his face lit up with joy. Since he could meet a living cultivator, it was possible to understand what this place was.
His divine sense circled around this person a few times, and his face sank slightly. This person's breath was weak, and his injuries were extremely serious. If he was not treated, he would die immediately.
Waving his hands, he quickly shot out a few magic formulas that submerged into this person's body. At the same time, he took out a jade bottle and took out a milky white pill.
The pill submerged into the charred figure's mouth, and with Zhang Ling's spiritual power blessing, the medicinal power quickly spread to this person's body, and a layer of pale white soft spiritual light wrapped around this injured cultivator.
This person's breath gradually stabilized, and his injuries improved a lot.
At the same time, Zhang Ling also discovered that there were two other things dropped beside him, a few broken pieces of iron, which seemed to be a shield, and a triangular token full of cracks.
These were two magic treasures. The shield was already damaged and could no longer be used. Although the token was broken, a spiritual power hit it, and it could still emit a strange gray, white, and black three-color spiritual light.
Although this person was seriously injured, Zhang Ling sensed at first sight that this was a late Core Formation stage cultivator. It was not surprising to have two magic treasures.
It was just that the spiritual light on the token looked a little strange, because he felt that this thing was not an ordinary magic treasure.
The black, white, and gray three-color spiritual light on the token was just a thin layer, but as soon as it appeared, the heaven and earth spiritual power within a ten-foot radius nearby underwent some subtle changes.
This change was very weak, but when the spiritual light shone on his body, the suppression of his own cultivation was slightly reduced.
Although the suppression force was only slightly loosened, it was insignificant to Zhang Ling and did not play any role at all. But he immediately became interested and directly held the token in his hand to study it.
Could it be that these alien demon races came here and relied on this treasure to avoid being suppressed in their cultivation?
