Chapter 465: The Imprisoned Immortal Cultivation Family

In Bailong Mountain, a great battle is going on.

A sacred giant deer appeared on the top of the mountain. It was the manifestation of the big stupid deer. It stomped on with all four hooves, almost crushing the wild boar monster in the middle stage of the Jindan into a meat pie. Spiritual light kept bursting out around it, and any monster beast that rushed up to rescue it was all killed!

Xiaobai, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, slowly pulled out a long sword from the heart of a wolf demon in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Behind him, there were constantly flashing ten thousand year pillars, killing the monsters that tried to come to his rescue.

Although there seems to be only one sheep and one deer, in fact their strength has completely suppressed the rest of the monsters.

A figure appeared in the air.

Ning Daoran came back, holding a limp white dragon in his hand. The white dragon had long since stopped breathing and turned into a white river dragon.

"Your Lord has been killed, and you are still struggling?"

Ning Daoran threw Jiang Jiao's body down and said calmly, "Put down your weapons and all treasures immediately, and get away from Bailong Mountain cleanly, and I will let you live."

"Thank you, Immortal!"

A group of monsters seemed to be pardoned and threw things out.

Some monsters even took off their underwear and rushed down the mountain naked, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

In the blink of an eye, all the monsters on the mountain were wiped out, leaving only Ning Daoran and the other two.

…

"Now Bailong Mountain is ours."

Ning Daoran sat down on a green rock and said, "It's just that the cave where the white dragon lives is too dirty to be lived in. We need to open up a new cave, count the treasure house, open up spiritual fields, and build houses. There are still many things to do."

Xiao Heizi and Ning Xiaogui flew out from the Lingpu Cave Heaven and said in unison: "Brother Ran, the coolie is here!"

"Good, very aware!"

Ning Daoran looked approving.

He immediately threw out a pile of paper figures and helped.

As a result, large-scale construction began on Bailong Mountain.

Ning Daoran used the Changqing Jue to personally open up the cave. The first thing he did was to hollow out the cave full of human bones where the white dragon lived and throw them into the river to wash them away. Then he opened up the prototype of the cave. After a series of axe and chisel work, he finally rebuilt the cave of the mountain lord successfully. It was similar to the cave on Liuhua Island and was of a good quality.

In addition, a treasure house was built next to the mountain master's cave, where all the treasures collected by Bailong and the group of monsters over the years were concentrated together. There were indeed a lot of treasures, with more than 800,000 spirit stones alone, in addition to many spirit herbs and fruits.

Although many things are useless to monsters, this white dragon has a business mind. It has maintained contact with the human race's demon sect over the years and done business with each other, exchanging spirit stones, elixirs, materials, etc. for a large amount of blood, flesh and essence from the human race's demon sect.

Speaking of which, this Bailong Mountain was like a gangster's den for laundering spirit stones!

…

A few months later.

Everything on Bailong Mountain has changed. There is a cave of the mountain master, and more than ten third-level spiritual caves. There are also more and more buildings on the mountain. The big stupid deer is born with a holy body for civil engineering, and he works very hard when building houses.

Starry night, moonlight.

Ning Daoran sat cross-legged on a cliff along the river.

He began to sense the essence and spirituality of the Bailong River. After all, he had only seen such things as refining the essence of a river in previous prophecies and vernacular novels. He had no idea how to do it specifically. He had no choice but to take it one step at a time and first familiarize himself with the spiritual energy of the river. After he knew the entire Bailong River well, he would refine it in one go.

This is similar to training an eagle, and it requires a very long time.

But once the ritual is completed, the benefits of recasting the Autumn Water Sword will be immense.

If the Autumn Water Sword is integrated with the essence of the river, plus some other opportunities, it is very likely to become a spiritual treasure. One of Ning Daoran's foundations is the Liangyi Sword Art and the Shuiyun Jinzhu Sword Formation. As his life object, the Autumn Water Sword will be upgraded to a spiritual treasure, which will bring a huge improvement! Early morning.

Ning Daoran sat upright all night and slowly opened his eyes: "Hmm?"

Not far away, a young lady in a red dress landed gracefully. It was a first-class paper figurine of Ning Daoran. She bowed and said, "I have discovered something."

Ning Daoran nodded and directly shared the paper man’s memory. He immediately saw some scenes that surprised him greatly.

"Lead the way, I'll go take a look."

"Yes, Master."

The first-class paper figure floated up and led the way.

Five hundred miles away.

It was early morning, and rays of morning light dispelled the fog, casting shadows on the mountains and falling on the houses.

In that wilderness, there was actually a human family of immortal cultivators living there. Their home was divided into an ancestral house, a family head's residence, an immortal cultivation school, etc. It was extremely elaborate. At this moment, smoke was rising from the kitchen, and some women were making breakfast for their families.

All of this is so harmonious.

However, Ning Daoran soon discovered a discordant scene.

Although this immortal cultivation family is relatively large, and the head of the family is also a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, the family's range of activities is not large. In the early morning, those cultivators who take their family members out to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and practice martial arts only stop less than a mile away from the village, and then order a group of disciples to meditate and practice.

Even the spiritual farmers who went out to grow spiritual rice were also restricted. The spiritual fields distributed along the village were in a very regular circle, as if they were imprisoned by something.

"oh?"

Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes and saw everything very clearly in an instant.

On the outskirts of the ancestral land of this immortal cultivation family, there is an invisible restriction with an extremely thin aura. If Ning Daoran was not a fourth-rank formation master, he might not be able to feel this restriction at all.

It's no wonder that this human family of immortal cultivators was imprisoned there! Ning Daoran folded his arms, activated the Immovable Mingwang Divine Art, the Great Void Evolution Art, and the Great Sound Absorption Art, and sat on the branch of an old tree. He was somewhat interested in this place.

morning.

Two figures appeared outside the village. They were two middle-aged cultivators. Although they were in human form, they had two black tails swaying behind them. It was obvious that their cultivation was insufficient and they could not transform perfectly. They were both demon beasts in the middle stage of foundation building. The two of them flew past and actually penetrated the outer restriction.

"Uncle Dong and Uncle Xue are here..."

A ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator showed awe and said, "The patriarch is still in seclusion. How about I go and report to him?"

"No need to report."

The two monsters frowned and said, "We are here under the order of our ancestor. Are the two foundation builders ready this year?"

"this……"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator gritted his teeth and said, "We just handed over Cui Feng and Shan Ya last year, why are you asking for them again this year... There are only so many people in our Xu family, and how many children can build a foundation every year? You are forcing us..."

"So, your Xu family doesn't want to send anyone to the ancestor this year?"

Mr. Dong narrowed his eyes and sneered, "The ancestors took great pains to train talents for your Xu family, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. It's really disappointing!"

"Tell that old fellow Xu Jian that if you can't hand over two foundation-building cultivators, then expect your clan to be exterminated. You occupy such a large spiritual vein, but you can't even hand over two foundation-building cultivators every year. Your Xu family is really a useless family! The ancestor is already furious about this matter. I don't know what's the point of supporting your Xu family!"

Uncle Xue showed a sarcastic look.

"you……"

Soon after, many people in the village rushed over after hearing the news, and many of them looked extremely angry.

Among them, the head of the family also came. He was a middle-aged man in the late foundation building stage and his face was extremely pale.

"Master!"

A middle-aged cultivator said angrily, "They imprisoned our Xu family here and treated us like pigs. They said they would send two new foundation-building talents to the ancestor to practice every year. But we never heard from the children we sent away again. They were probably eaten by that old beast!"

“That’s right!”

Another person said angrily, "Has our Xu family lost all their courage since the first Jindan ancestor? How could the Xu family, which was once famous in the Bailong Mountain area, fall to such a state?"

"Master, this time we just don't want to worship anyone. We want to see what that old rat can do. Is he really going to kill all of us in the Xu family?"

The head of the family, Xu Jian, frowned, clenched his fists, and his face was full of guilt.

“Daddy…”

Beside Xu Jian, a girl in a water-blue flowing cloud skirt gritted her teeth and said, "I heard that my cousin and cousin were eaten by the old ancestor, not sent to practice..."

"Xu Jian, ah Xu Jian!"

An old man at the ninth level of Qi Refining leaned on a cane and said, "Look, even Zhong Yao has guessed the truth of the matter. Are we old guys supposed to continue to pretend to be confused? Why is our Xu family so cowardly that we are kept here by an old rat, and we give our generations of immortal cultivators to it as blood, flesh and essence?"

…

At this time, Ning Daoran understood.

This is really unheard of. There are actually monsters that confine an entire family of immortal cultivators of the human race in their ancestral land like livestock. Every generation of immortal cultivators will be taken away and eaten as food as soon as they build their foundation.

How perverted this kind of thing is. It is worthy of being the world of immortal cultivation in Sangyu Country. There is nothing that cannot be done, only things that cannot be imagined.

“Tsk tsk!”

At this moment, a very strong demonic aura appeared in the forest, and then an old man in a gray robe and holding a blood-red cane in his hand appeared. He exuded a strong demonic aura and had a sharp voice.

"I want to know who in this Xu family wants to be my enemy? I've already told you that your children are concentrating on cultivation with me. Why are you fools still imagining nonsense? If you just listen, you won't die. Is it really that hard to be obedient?"

There was a terrifying light in his eyes.

It was indeed an old rat, with at least a thousand years of Taoist practice, but his cultivation was slightly low, only at the initial stage of Golden Elixir.

But it is not difficult for a demon beast in the early Jindan stage plus a group of foundation-building subordinates to suppress a family of immortal cultivators like the Xu family.

“Ancestor…”

Xu Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Those children of my Xu family who have been taken away over the years... Can I meet them? This will help to dispel the doubts in my heart. I hope the old ancestor will be lenient!"

"Want to see them?"

The Jindan-stage rat demon sneered, "If I tell you that they have indeed been devoured by me and turned into blood, flesh and essence, what can you do? Do you think you can kill me with your trash?"

(End of this chapter)