Five Elements Fairy Palace.

The ancient space is filled with colorful spiritual mist all year round. It is vast and mysterious. The mountains, rivers, and wastelands are filled with rich spiritual energy, swaying with spiritual medicines that are rare in the sky world and even the fairy world.

But in such a vibrant place, there are no signs of life among the monks, nor are there any dry bones or corpses left behind. The monks who have come in time and again have not left any traces here.

Rays of light spread out from the colorful spiritual mist, each of them seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and the end of the world was within reach with one step, and then fell in different places.

In a mountain range filled with a desolate atmosphere, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul landed. After taking a quick look, he locked onto a swaying fourth-tier spiritual medicine in the valley, and his eyes lit up instantly.

However, this cultivator did not act rashly. He patted his storage ring, and a huge shadow suddenly covered where he was.

With a loud rumbling sound, a gigantic puppet a thousand feet tall fell to the bottom of the mountain. It continued to explode with a roar, and the flying dirt and rocks pierced through the colorful mist around it.

The surrounding mountains seemed to be rolled over by earth dragons, causing the wild grasses and magical herbs that were shining with spiritual light to tremble violently.

I have been growing here for who knows how long, and have experienced countless times of withering and rebirth, but this is the first time I have encountered such an exciting noise. The startled branches and stems are shaking, scattering crystal drops.

This kind of movement occurred in many places, but unfortunately the area of ​​the Immortal Palace was so vast that it was impossible to connect them together. Most of the monks who fell down were still using shovels and hoes to carry out the most primitive harvesting operations.

There were also cultivators with flying swords flying across the sky, who could cut off half of a mountain with one sword and smash it into pieces and put it into their pockets.

The Five Elements Immortal Palace is like an ancient prehistoric realm. It has not changed because of the entry of billions of creatures. The diffuse mist is sticky together and floats slowly, and most places are as silent as ever.

In the fairy palace, there is a giant tree as majestic as a pillar of heaven growing in the middle area of ​​the palace. No matter from which direction you look at it, you can see the majesty of this fairy tree.

The location of the immortal tree is the core area of the Immortal Palace. Every cultivator who comes in will believe this idea at first sight.

According to past experience, don't even think about getting close to the fairy tree unless you land near it, because the fairy tree is not a place you can reach just by rushing; it requires opportunity.

Perhaps the moment you take a step forward and then step back, your whole body will be caught in a fast-paced flow of space, and then you will step into the wasteland covered with colorful soil.

With so many cultivators entering the Immortal Palace, naturally some of them fell outside the Five-Colored Wasteland.

But here in the Five-Colored Wasteland, the five-colored fog is even thicker, isolating the divine consciousness. No matter whether it is practicing Qi, building the foundation, or the Nascent Soul transformation, they are all suppressed by the five-colored fog.

The appearance of the fairy tree seen here is actually the same as that seen in a distant place, both in size and color. Sometimes, even because of the thick fog, you can't see the whole picture of the fairy tree.

There are few weeds on the wasteland of five-colored soil, and only a few spiritual plants can grow. On a wooden stump that has been left after withering countless times, a tender bud sways.

Somewhere outside the Five-Colored Soil Wasteland, a group of monks wearing the same sect's Taoist robes lived in a pitch-black cave. Outside the cave was a thick, colorful fairy mist.

"Brother Lin, Junior Brother He Yun's soul lamp has gone out."

In the dimness, there were some rustling noises among the monks, but in the end no one spoke. Everyone looked at a young monk who was surrounded by the crowd in the center.

"When the five-colored tide recedes, if you have the chance, look for Junior Brother He Yun's body. Bringing it back to the sect for burial will be a rewarding experience for our fellow disciples."

In the dim light, several figures lowered their heads, thinking constantly in their hearts.

There is no problem in finding the corpse. The resources on the corpse are equivalent to gifts. This is also the common practice for monks from major sects.

However, it is not easy to find them. Most of the corpses of monks disappear without a trace, and no one knows where they go.

Some people speculated that it was absorbed by the fairy tree, but there must be some residues left after the fairy tree absorbed it, but they have never encountered it.

"According to records, every time the five-colored tide appears, it is when the Five Elements Immortal Palace is released from the Immortal Trace Land to the Small Thousand Worlds. Don't you think it's strange that we rarely encounter cultivators from the Small Thousand Worlds?"

"By the way, according to the agreement with the forces below the Cloud Realm, why haven't they contacted us yet?"

It is not easy to make contact in the Five Elements Immortal Palace, after all, the cultivators coming in will drop randomly.

But the Lingmu Immortal Palace gave a secret treasure that not only allowed the fallen cultivators to get close to the Five-Colored Soil Wasteland, but also enabled them to contact each other as quickly as possible.

"Brother Lin, the colorful tide outside has weakened."

Soon, two monks flew out of the cave carefully and began to check the surroundings.

The colorful mist that permeates the surroundings is nothing, but once the spirituality contained in it enters, it will make one's own spiritual power become as sticky as ice, and can even solidify the dantian.

Once the Dantian in the body is solidified, even if the Elder Lianxu personally takes action after the person gets out, it will take thousands of years to redissolve the magic power. However, if there is no incredible opportunity, the frozen body will lose the chance to advance to the Lianxu stage.

…

Somewhere in the Five-Colored Earth Wasteland, a young Taoist fellow who was building his foundation was waving a shovel and working with a smile on his face. A shovel of five-colored earth could do a hundred times more than ordinary soil.

As he was digging, his shovel hit a cluster of crystal colorful stones with a clang, and the huge recoil force sent him flying hundreds of feet away.

After crawling back in a panic, he discovered that inside the colorful stone, there was a handsome monk sealed.

"Ancestors, smoke is coming out of my He family's ancestral grave."

…

Cloud world.

The Yuanshan cultivation world.

The huge formation floated in the air, catching the streams of light like flowers scattered by fairies one by one within the formation.

High in the sky, Tianfeng stroked his beard and nodded continuously.

"What a great harvest."

"The tower master will be happy."

"Old Dragon doesn't know what tower master is, but he is my old dragon's lord."

The corners of Longshi's mouth moved as he lay in mid-air in the distance, with an expression of great reverence.

I didn't expect that the Lord is actually the master of the Ascension Tower. He is so well hidden.

Nowadays, some scenes and images outside the Bifang Immortal Realm have already spread to all realms.

The Ascension Tower, a powerful force within the world with a long history, is now leading everyone to resist the evil forces outside the world. Everything seems so reasonable.

…

A few years later.

According to statistics, the amount of soil, rocks, spiritual herbs and spiritual veins obtained from this trip to the Immortal Palace is more than ten times that of the last time.

There were thirty-seven fifth-level spiritual veins alone that were pulled back, more than seven thousand eight hundred fourth-level spiritual veins, and countless third- and second-level spiritual veins.

The spiritual soil rained for several years in various cultivation circles, and the thick soil covered the earth, mountains and rivers.

After the tumbling spiritual energy overflowed, rolling gray waves formed in the void between the boundary continents.

Outside the core continent, in the eight directions of east, south, west and north, there is a huge vortex-like spiritual forbidden formation with a diameter of more than three thousand miles.

The formation is ten thousand feet high, and the overall shape is an extremely large round barrel, tightly fitting outside the defense formation of the core continent.

Inside the eight formations that were each three thousand miles in size, there were vortexes similar to wheels. As they rotated, spiritual energy constantly collided and then rushed into the void.

Although most of the attention has been on the trapped Void Refining cultivators for hundreds of years, Shen Lian has not forgotten the core continent.

The core continent is part of the Yunxiao Realm. The recovery of spiritual energy in the other 600-odd continents naturally also affected the core continent.

Shen Lian was determined not to let the bastards in the core continent suck away his spiritual energy.

After his brain worked rapidly, combined with the inherited formations and brainstorming, he created eight vortex soul-extracting formations.

Beat them to death.

Draw the spiritual energy first, then draw the blood.

When the time comes, I will make them spit out everything they have eaten by taking a sip of spiritual energy and blood.

Unlike the Void Refining cultivators in the millstone, the death energy here in the core area is too heavy. If the millstone formation is used, what will be ground out is not blood energy, but death energy and decay energy, which is not conducive to the recovery of the realm.

As for how to deal with it, Shen Lian was not in a hurry. He needed to think of a safe solution.

…

Inside the Ascension Tower.

Pei Tianlan held the Bu Tian Order in his arms, and his eyes did not move for a long time. He really wanted to clarify things.

Even though he was trapped in the tower, there were still jade talismans for communication between him and other Divine Transformation cultivators in the Ascension Tower. These guys did not treat the tower master as the tower master in the past, but now they are all very obedient.

But he didn't dare to explain, so he could only let these guys do what they were supposed to do.

It is hard to imagine what kind of existence could actually put such a huge achievement directly on him.

Being a chess piece is fine too.

But Pei Tianlan knew clearly that this person was very close to him, yet seemed as far away as thousands of mountains and rivers, so he did not dare to spy on him.

After practicing for seven thousand years, he unexpectedly became the "son of destiny" in his old age.

Who would believe this if I told them? ...

Of course, there are people who don't believe it.

For example, in the Yunshan cultivation world, there is a small fairy city on the edge that has just developed for a few hundred years.

Luo Li opened the Lingmi shop and took a look at a dead tree with no vitality in the middle of a pile of flower pots in the corner of the shop. She sighed helplessly.

I don't know what happened, but when the terrifying evil spirit appeared in the sky more than three hundred years ago, my old black master suddenly went crazy.

After repeatedly exclaiming "Impossible", "How is this possible", "I don't believe it", "How could it be him", and other nonsense, it jumped out of the possessed body and dived into the flowerpot, turning into a one-foot-tall dead tree bonsai.

Finally, tell her that the time has come for the dead tree to die, and if you see that the life in the dead tree has completely disappeared, burn it.

If I could still remember our relationship as master and disciple, I could erect a monument for it and I would have no regrets in my life.

But this old thing has been alive for hundreds of years, and it is still with a bunch of flowers and plants. She is so tired that she has to take it with her every time she moves.

Luo Li wanted to ask what happened, but the old man shook his head like a rattle, mumbling, "You can't tell me, you can't tell me," "If you tell me, you'll die," "It's for her own good if I don't tell you," "When it's dead, you must burn it and bury it deep," "This is the end of our relationship as master and disciple in this life."

Qianqian pinched her fingers and made a magical gesture. A small cloud and rain technique formed drops of rain, watering the soil around the dead tree.

After finishing, Luo Li looked up at the sky and sighed.

This was the first time in all these years that she saw the lawless old black master frightened.

Above the Bifang Continent, the three trapped Void Refining Masters have been in prison for 679 years, and the Millstone Array has been operating for more than 500 years.

The creaking sound of the rotation has long been commonplace to the cultivators in the Bifang Immortal Realm.

Inside the Ascension Tower.

Pei Tianlan looked at the other self who suddenly appeared, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally...

"well..."

With a sigh, he closed his eyes.

That's all.

Those who are neither deaf nor dumb will die sooner, while those who pretend to be crazy or stupid will live longer.

Horizontal banner: God's will.

Looking at Pei Tianlan's appearance, the Merit Clone chuckled.

The entire Yunxiao world knows that he and Pei Tianlan are two different people. Apart from Wuwang, Yunxiao should be the only one left.

After Wuwang is killed, Pei Tianlan will be the only one who knows the secret.

With a wave of his hand, the Realm Vitality Monument appeared in front of him.

At this moment, the energy scale in the nine-level energy grid on the monument has recovered to the fourth level. As long as he can raise his energy to the seventh level, he can try to advance to the Void Refining Realm in the lower realm.

The original plan was to take three thousand years to complete this task, but it was less than a thousand years and the progress was much faster than expected.

More and more spiritual soil and spiritual veins are being dug out from the Five Elements Immortal Palace, which has raised the concentration of spiritual energy in many cultivation circles to the fourth or fifth level, although this phenomenon is currently like duckweed in the water and has no foundation.

But besides using time to accumulate, things like foundation can also be built with resources.

The spiritual soil dug out from the Five Elements Immortal Palace has just been spread out. When this batch of spiritual soil is digested, combined with the essence of the three Void Refining Monks in the formation, even if it cannot be upgraded to the seventh level, it can at least reach the sixth level.

Another trip to dig soil in the Immortal Palace will surely raise the vitality level of the Yunxiao Realm to the seventh level.

In other words, in another thousand years, he will be able to achieve the state of refining emptiness.

During this trip to the Fairy Palace, we collected a lot of things.

In addition to the resources that nourish the realm, there are three sixth-level spiritual medicines and a Divine Transformation cultivator sealed in a colorful crystal. This was taken out by a fellow Taoist who was building a foundation.

The monk inside the crystal was very handsome, and the Taoist robe he wore had a purple mountain mark embroidered on it.

After some inspections and attempts, Shen Lian discovered that the person in the crystal had been crushed. His magic power could indeed melt the five-colored crystal, but it would take a long time, so he could only temporarily put it away and let it melt slowly.

…

"Fellow Daoist from the human race, I am willing to acknowledge you as my master."

In the dim light of the lotus, the dark lotus called out weakly.

Don't underestimate it because it has been practicing for more than 10,000 years, but the speed at which its realm drops far exceeds the speed of its practice.

Every time they tried to fight back, they would be met with overwhelming thunder and lightning.

The power of each thunderbolt bombardment is increasing, which shows that the order of the Yunxiao Realm is being restored.

This situation terrified it.

"I really do have eight sisters, each of them..."

With a "puff" sound, a ball of blood gushed out from the dark lotus again and was sucked into the large millstone above, causing the dark lotus guarding it to dim.

If it continues like this, it will fall to the realm of refining emptiness.

In another formation, Wang Yuanshan and Lin Jianhai had become so thin that their bones were exposed, and their Taoist robes seemed much looser.

Their situation is even more miserable than that of the witch. They look skin and bones and do not have the demeanor of a master of refining emptiness at all.

The two also noticed that the vitality of the Yunxiao Realm was recovering, and they became more and more anxious.

"Fellow Daoist, our Jinghe Chamber of Commerce spans the Huai River and welcomes fellow Daoists from all over the world. As a sixth-rank array master, our Jinghe Chamber of Commerce will certainly welcome you."

Wang Yuanshan spoke, he had said this countless times over the past few hundred years.

Even though he didn't get a response, he couldn't help but speak in the face of life and death crisis.

"Fellow Daoist, you will eventually ascend to the immortal world."

"The Yunxiao Realm is located in the Huai River Basin."

There was a hint of threat in their words.

The cultivators who ascended to heaven from the small thousand worlds in the Huai River Basin can only appear in the Huai River area.

A normal small world is surrounded by an ascension tower, just like a satellite of the realm hovering outside the realm.

Whenever a cultivator in the realm ascends to heaven, he can release all his magical power and sense the guiding spiritual light transmitted from the ascension tower.

This spiritual light will open up a hazy passage in the turbid sea, and the monks can enter the Ascension Tower by following this passage.

The Ascension Tower is manned by the Void-Refining Monks from various factions in turn, who are responsible for giving preliminary explanations to the ascending monks.

These gods who have ascended to heaven in the small world are all outstanding people in the world.

Over the years, the probability of cultivators who ascended from various small thousand worlds advancing to the realm of refining emptiness is much higher than that of the cultivators in the native realm of transformation of the spirit world.

Therefore, the guiding monks will also take advantage of the convenience to bring the ascended monks into their own sect or family.

Especially some family cultivators, who would shamelessly bring a large group of female and male cultivators from the clan and wait anxiously near the ascension tower.

Whenever they saw a monk who had ascended to heaven, they would give him money, food, women, men and children.

If you are willing to join the family, we will give you as many people as you want. If you do a good job, you will be given the position of head of the family.

The cultivators who ascended to the Yunxiao Realm used to receive the same treatment, but ever since it was occupied by the Heavenly Demon Palace, tacitly accepted that everyone there was no such realm as Yunxiao.

There are many small worlds embedded in the Huai River area among the big rivers and mountains and valleys. There is no need to make things difficult for the Demon Palace because of a small world.

In the view of Wang Yuanshan and Lin Jianhai, no matter how the Yunxiao Realm changes, the cultivators who trapped them will eventually go to the Xianling Realm.

Moreover, the first moment of ascending from the small thousand worlds to the fairyland, one will experience the baptism of the order of heaven and earth in the fairyland, and reshape the magic power and other fortunes in the body.

This kind of phenomenon cannot be hidden from the outside world.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, fellow Taoist, we both have soul lamps left in the Chamber of Commerce. The scenes of our last few breaths before our death will be directly manifested in the soul lamps left in the Immortal Spirit World."

…

These guys have been repeating the same threatening words over and over again for hundreds of years, and the Merit Clone has long been tired of hearing them.

Now these guys can still make threats, Shen Lian feels that it is his fault.

The mistake was that the millstone formation was too weak.

In a cave somewhere whose location cannot be determined.

Shen Lian was surrounded by a circle of golden formation flags and formation plates. Several formation flags fell into his hands, and flashes of bloodthirsty aura flashed between the metallic luster.

It's time to increase the burden on the Void Refining Monks in the formation and refine them to death.

Shen Lian had imagined before that he would cripple them and then go in to harvest their heads.

But in the end, he put this idea behind him.

It is too dangerous to do so. The cultivator of Lianxu was just trapped by his formation and restrained by the Yunxiao Order. This does not mean that the cultivator of Lianxu is really weak.

Since you can kill them safely, why take the risk?

After packing up the formation flags and stuffing them into the Bu Tian Zhu and sending them away, Shen Lian's mind fell on a few sixth-level spiritual herbs.

I was thinking whether I should improve my alchemy skills first and refine the elixirs needed for the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm. This way, after advancing to the Void Refinement Realm, I would be able to consolidate my realm in the shortest time possible.

…

Inside the Ascension Tower.

"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be startled by the sky falling. If you are calm despite all changes, your mind will be at peace..."

…

Dazzling colorful lights danced in the sky above the millstone formation, swirling around and forming a formation.

The flags fluttered in the wind, reflecting an illusory image thousands of miles away, fluttering in the void.

Scarlet blood light rolled up from each formation flag, and the ancient bloodline demon shadows from the legend of the Yunxiao Realm roared.

The demonic shadows that emerged from the 365 formation flags suddenly produced circles of blood-red halos, which connected the void into one piece in the blink of an eye.

It condensed into a blood-red shield that covered the sky and the sun, enveloping the entire millstone formation. The void within the formation became slightly stagnant.

At the same time, countless blood-colored runes surged, as big as bowls, and densely rushed towards the millstone formation.

There were originally only a few blood spots on the huge millstone, but now they were imprinted with these runes, evolving into ferocious phantoms of monsters, which opened their mouths and fell towards the Void Refining Monks in the formation.

"ah!"

A scream suddenly rang out from the formation. Wang Yuanshan was caught off guard and the blood surging in his body gushed out uncontrollably, forming a blood bead that flew out.

The same happened to Lin Haijian. He had no time to react as a large amount of blood in his body was sucked away, and his face turned visibly pale.

In just a short moment, one third of the blood in their bodies was taken away.

He was originally hovering in the realm of refining emptiness, but was suddenly bombarded, and his aura weakened instantly.

The surging blood and energy gushed out from the two grindstones, forming a surging ocean of blood and energy. After merging with the rolling green light, it dissipated into the void in all directions.

In some dim and empty places in the Yunxiao Realm, fine cracks appeared in the space. Wisps of essence and spiritual energy made a sizzling sound and sank into these cracks.

Deep in the crack, you can see the faint fetal membrane of the boundary flashing with light.

The speed of the rumbling millstone also increased, and it could rotate one grid every other day. The runes attached to it were constantly stimulated by the blood and energy, and then evolved into the shadows of ferocious monsters, rushing towards the Void Refining Monk in the formation from high altitude.

Such a scene made Wang Yuanshan, the witch and the other two change color, and they had to use all their strength to defeat the falling bloody shadow.

But among these bloody monsters, in addition to the shrill screams and roars, there were also countless confusing words, as if billions of living creatures were chattering endlessly in their ears.

Words such as "A monkey is born from a monkey's mother, but whose mother gave birth to you?", "Don't harm the flowers and plants," and "Fellow Daoist, please stay," poured into his ears from all directions and went straight into his sea of consciousness.

"What kind of a ghost formation is this?"

The witch roared, she thought her methods were cruel, but compared to this crooked and evil way, she was still ashamed.

It's so annoying! The crying of women and children is nothing, but so much nonsense and verbal attacks are enough to make its head explode.

The only thing to be thankful for was that although the falling blood-colored shadows were like rain, their strength was not very strong, and they could destroy a large number of them with a wave of their hands.

But it keeps coming, as if there is no end. Who can bear it? Ten years... fifty years... a hundred years... three hundred years...

Amidst the endless blood-red demonic shadows, three figures seemed to be trapped in a demonic barrier, in a trance, and they mechanically attacked and smashed the demonic shadows that were rushing towards them.

There were several bloody monsters crawling on the shriveled body, and blood was gushing out of the body.

In the eyes of several people, the demon shadow transformed into countless faces, showing emotions such as laughter, anger, scolding, sorrow and happiness, and transformed into all kinds of insignificant words, surging in the sea of ​​consciousness and lasting for hundreds of years.

It was useless to try to close the six senses. The demon shadow was an illusion. The real crisis was the big millstone in the sky, crushing the blood and energy all the time.

This is the method used by the magic array master, mixed with evil sects and blood ways, making people's life worse than death.

The Void Refining Monk who had turned into a zombie did not stop the formation, even though he could no longer produce much blood and energy.

The two spirit swords were not in much better condition. The spirit of the Red Fire Spirit Sword was the first to collapse, and its spiritual energy was the first to be overwhelmed by the endless nonsense.

After the humanoid boy-like spirit exploded, it turned into a spirit ball that continuously emitted mysterious mumbling words.

"From the south came a human, holding a two-jun gala in his hand, and from the north came a sea creature, with a trumpet on his waist."

"Hey, guess what? I saw the eldest disciple of the Yunhu Immortal Sect single-handedly killing seven people in and out, and there were seven big holes on the mountain gate of the Ximen family."

…

Compared to the Red Fire Spirit Sword, the Golden Sword's snake-shaped spirit coiled around the cracked sword body, twitching from time to time.

"I am willing to surrender."

Unfortunately, there has been no response for hundreds of years.

These are all normal. In the formation where the witch is, the protective lotus has already withered and only a shriveled bone remains.

Youlian just lay there, her skirt was torn into a mess, with parts of her body vaguely visible. She also deliberately changed into a pink bellyband and kept fiddling with her body.

…

Even though the images were transmitted across the vast void, Shen Lian was still furious and his mouth was dry.

He was so angry that he asked his Merit clone Big Ear Post to greet this bitch.

Three Lianxu realm masters, two spiritual swords, and five Lianxu realm creatures showed various appearances in the formation.

"puff."

On this day, Wang Yuanshan in the formation suddenly woke up from his stupor, his eyes widened.

"No!"

A roar mixed with a whine.

The shriveled body swelled up at this moment, and the skinny face turned a strange blood red. The remaining blood deep inside the body gushed out like a volcano and disappeared rapidly.

The ordinary blood and flesh essence between the flesh and blood was also extracted from the meridians at this moment, forming a blood-colored mist around the body.

A dignified cultivator of the Lianxu realm was drained of blood and died of blood loss.

There are ways to deal with this kind of magical method of bloodsucking, such as having enough blood-replenishing elixirs, as long as you can replenish it quickly so that you can't do it yourself.

But they didn't. No one expected that they would be sucked dry in the underworld. The other elixirs they had with them had long been consumed.

"Boom!" With a sound, Wang Yuanshan, who was swollen with blood, exploded. His body, which had lost all its essence and blood, shriveled up like earth and stone, and even his soul was drained.

A wisp of soul smoke rose from the torn body.

Soon, Lin Jianhai also followed with a scream. A ball of dry and lifeless blood exploded and turned into a resentful face.

"You are a sixth-rank divine formation master of the human race. One day you will ascend to heaven. My Jinghe Chamber of Commerce is waiting for you."

After a shrill cry, the face dissipated into nothingness.

Lianxu is dead.

The Merit clone took out an hourglass and took a look at it. It had been more than a thousand years since the two Void Refiners were trapped.

Two streams of soul smoke floated out of the millstone formation and then were shattered into nothingness.

But the millstone formation did not stop, and the colorful bowl that trapped Lianxu did not dissipate, but just stood there quietly.

As for the storage rings and other things left in the formation, they were just floating there quietly.

…

Fairy world.

Looking from afar, a huge river rolls down from the sky, bringing blessings to billions of miles.

It spans the towering void from top to bottom, blocked by suspended lands, fairy islands, and small thousand realms shrouded in black light. It is divided into countless tributaries and falls onto the vast earth below.

This is the land of the Huai River.

From top to bottom, it is like a nine-layer fairyland, stacked one on top of another.

Surrounded by fairy light, there are fairy beasts flying between clouds and water, and blue waves shining all over the sky.

In the farther direction, there is a vast swirling mountain range that exudes a myriad of magical powers. Even across the endless distance, one can still see the vast scenery.

That is Cangyuan, the neighbor of Huai River.

The Huai River prospers because of water, and has many rivers and lakes; the Cangyuan River is born from mountains, and has many deep valleys.

In the area of the Huai River, there is a vast fairy lake suspended in the air, with clouds and mist rising and the light swaying.

Above the Fairy Lake, clouds shaped like blue dragons surrounded it, supporting a stone tablet covered with cracks.

Jinghe Dragon Palace.

The mottled handwriting tells the ancient legend.

Today, the Jinghe Dragon Palace is the headquarters of the Jinghe Chamber of Commerce.

Jinghe Chamber of Commerce is the largest chamber of commerce in Huaishui. The ancestor of Jinghe had reached the great perfection level of refining emptiness ten thousand years ago.

Relying on the influence of the Chamber of Commerce, its influence spreads throughout the Huai River and its reputation is mighty.

In a palace in the Dragon Palace deep in the giant lake, the universe is unfolding. Soul lamps floating on dragon-patterned bases are burning quietly.

With a "crack", the suspended soul lamp suddenly emitted a clanging sword energy, and then exploded into a soul light.

"You are a sixth-rank human divine formation master. You will eventually ascend to heaven. My Jinghe Chamber of Commerce is waiting for you."

A miserable and resentful voice came from the soul light, and a formation scene filled with bloody demonic shadows appeared.

At the moment when the soul light was distorted, a figure slowly emerged like a ghost, revealing an elegant and refined face.

He is Jiang Yuanju, the elder who has been on duty here for the past thousand years.

As he raised his hand, the shattered soul lamp was brought close to him, and the final scene of the soul explosion was also recorded.

"Lin Jianhai."

As the monk's voice rang out, a blue ripple appeared in the empty hall, and a slender little dragon emerged.

“More than two thousand years ago, Lin Jianhai and Wang Yuanshan went to the Yunxiao Realm, which was occupied by the Immortal Demon Palace, to collect the resources cultivated by the Chamber of Commerce.”

"Cloud Realm?"

"To the Yunxiao Realm." The little dragon's whole body is crystal clear. It is not a creature of flesh and blood, but the spirit of the Jinghe Dragon Soul Mirror, the Jinghe Chamber of Commerce's spiritual treasure. It is also the core of the Chamber of Commerce.

"The Taihao Immortal Alliance was ordered by the Lingmu Immortal Palace to enter the palace to investigate the immortal trees. This is related to the Yunxiao Realm."

"A sixth-level formation master was born in this world."

Jiang Yuanju's face was calm, "How many ways of making money has the Chamber of Commerce opened up in Yunxiao Realm?"

The Chamber of Commerce is too large, and the resources consumed every day are astronomical figures. In addition to some fixed resources, the Chamber of Commerce is constantly opening up or trying new resource paths.

"Three."

The spirit of the Dragon Soul Mirror said, "They are Yin Yang Spiritual Leaves, Five Spiritual Roots Cultivator, and the remaining way to make money requires the authority of the Vice President to know."

The Yin-Yang Spirit Leaf and Five Spirit Roots business routes are respectively controlled by two chamber of commerce families, the Lin family and the Wang family.

In the Chamber of Commerce, if one wants to independently control a trade route, one must be a strong person in the middle stage of the Refinement Realm.

The spirit of the Dragon Soul Mirror said everything it could, and did not reveal any information about the reincarnated monk.

This is a relatively core secret of the Chamber of Commerce. The cultivators who ascended from the Cloud Realm a long time ago have also made proper arrangements because they are involved in this secret.

Jiang Yuanju didn't ask any more questions. There were three vice presidents in the Chamber of Commerce, and each of them was at least in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm.

"Report this matter to the Vice President."

Since the trade route under the authority of the vice president was involved, Jiang Yuanju did not say anything more. He was now just an elder guarding the Soul Lamp Hall.

"By the way, only one soul lamp was broken. Wasn't the one from the Wang family who was in the early stage of refining emptiness trapped in the formation?"

At this moment, he remembered that Yunxiao Realm had sent two people, but only one soul lamp was broken.

Then, a soul lamp with an extremely weak soul fire was called over from the hall. Fine cracks could be seen in the weak flame, which showed that the condition of this cultivator was very bad.

"The Wang family has a life-saving technique called Yuanhun Blood Nuo Bug. It looks like this cultivator used this life-saving technique."

Jiang Yuanju saw through Wang Yuanshan's situation at a glance.

"It seems that both of them are trapped in the formation. The magic sect's blood art, Yunxiao Realm actually gave birth to a magic formation master."

"Forget it, just tell the vice president about this matter and let him worry about it."

"A sixth-rank lower-grade formation master. The formation is indeed a method that can reverse the gap in the realm of fighting. The cultivators of the Wang and Lin families were probably tricked as soon as they entered the Yunxiao Realm."

"The demon monks are best at using insidious techniques."

Jiang Yuanju said a few words, and his figure disappeared in the hall like a bubble, and appeared in a cloud and fell asleep.

Water splashed around the Dragon Soul Mirror spirit, and then it disappeared, and instantly appeared in another majestic hall.

"Master Qi, something went wrong in the Yunxiao Realm."

Deep within the hall, a figure was trapped in the surging water. The river-like water was as viscos as mercury, causing the surrounding void to become stagnant.

In the front hall, there was a middle-aged cultivator who looked 70% similar to the monk. He had the aura of an early stage of refining emptiness. His eyes were very strange. One eye was like a deep whirlpool, while the other eye had a colorful flower evolving from it.

"Cloud Realm."

The middle-aged monk frowned, and the colorful flowers in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Sure enough, something went wrong."

In the blink of an eye, a suspended spring appeared in front of the monk, and a dragon fish jumped out of the spring.

The monk's mouth moved and a few words came out.

Unfortunately, there was no response in the end.

Better yet, the monk said, "Let Gu Xian come to see me."

The spirit of the Dragon Soul Mirror nodded.

Gu Xian is the leader of a small race with chaotic bloodline in the Yunxiao Realm cultivated by the Chamber of Commerce. The reincarnation of cultivators in the realm depends on the cultivators of this small race.

"Greetings, Master Qi."

Gu Xian entered the hall and bowed. He looked strong and at least two meters tall, with a thick circle of hair follicles around his neck and three rows of eyes on his forehead, flashing with colorful light.

"The last time your clan contacted the upper world from the lower world, where was the person I asked you to arrange?"

Gu Xian lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "We should enter the Turbid Sea. We should send out the remaining three Void Refining cultivators in our clan. We can't get in touch with them now. It should be because of the Turbid Sea's influence."

"This is a matter of great importance."

Master Qi Hui hesitated for a moment and said, "Take this with you and go again."

As he said that, he threw a bronze bracelet with a dragon pattern to Gu Xian.

The Yunxiao Realm will shatter if it does, and other spiritual objects will only suffer some losses at most. The most important thing is the safety of the cultivators who will be reincarnated.

Even the Jinghe Chamber of Commerce has to treat these people's identities with caution.

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Cloud world.

After Shen Lian received the news of Lianxu's death, he silently took out an hourglass and glanced at the time.

Two Lianxu from Jinghe Chamber of Commerce died, but the witch still had a breath left.

The two spiritual swords were on the verge of collapse.

The Realm Vitality Monument appeared before his eyes, and the scale on it had reached level six, almost approaching level seven.

When the Yunxiao Realm was normal, the highest level had never reached this level.

Because there is too much spiritual energy and the spiritual veins have not yet solidified, the spiritual energy is diffused throughout the realm.

At this moment, the Yunxiao Realm was still a little bloated, and the voids, continents, and dangerous places everywhere were absorbing spiritual energy.

The Pillar of Order has not made any movement since the last time, but the sky above the realm has been shrouded in green light, and countless rules and orders have emerged.

It seems that the Yunxiao Realm has gained the upper hand, but Shen Lian always feels that there is some distance in his perception, as if something is not smooth.

The relationship between the realm and living beings is mutually reinforcing, but without the realm, living beings would have no place to live.

The creatures in the Yunxiao Realm are born with the same mark and are ignored by everyone in the realm. But after ascending to the Immortal Realm, others will call you from the Yunxiao Realm.

After much thought, Shen Lian felt that he should hold a grand ceremony that affected the entire realm to awaken the connection between the creatures in the realm and Yunxiao.

This is not a difficult task. After all, the realms are under control. It would be better to communicate with the Yunxiao Realm Order again.

The Jade Lake I saw last time after entering the Pillar of Order was so magical that it is hard to describe what kind of existence it is.

The boundary order is a lake?

Shouldn't order be elusive, ineffable, and indescribable?

But the order of the Yunxiao Realm has become materialized and has the intelligence of acquired creatures, which is very magical.

More than ten years passed.

The Youlian Witch, who was flailing her limbs, turned into a piece of shriveled debris amidst her unwilling roar.

The several large formations suppressing the sky continued to operate as usual.

Putting himself in his shoes, Shen Lian felt that if he were on the verge of death, he would definitely have a backup plan.

He didn't know whether the three Void Refining monks had any backup plans, so he decided to keep the formation activated.

As for the spoils, I won't collect them for now.

He was afraid of receiving a little surprise.

(End of this chapter)