The evil cultivator Hong Er had some roots in Haicheng. The fishing boat that he, his master, and his fellow disciples took to the island was prepared by Hong Er.
A group of five people set out and climbed up the island from the steep cliff behind it.
Then the master took out a map and explained the purpose of their visit!
Not long ago, Hong Er's master accidentally obtained a map, which was drawn by an evil cultivator a long time ago.
It marks the places where several evil cultivators have buried things.
There is an abandoned amusement park where an evil demon cat is buried under the haunted house.
Hong Er's master went to look for it, but he found that the evil spirit cat had been taken away by someone else.
In addition, the people from the Monks Association also purified all the negative energy in the haunted house.
Some traces left at the scene allowed Hong Er's master to realize that there had indeed been some powerful evil objects buried there!
Therefore, Hongji's master believed the information on the map without a doubt.
So he brought his apprentice to the island to look for another evil object buried on the island.
However, there are others who share the same goal as Hongji's master.
Just before the Monks Association was preparing to hold a monks exchange conference, at least five or six waves of evil cultivators came to the island one after another!
The leaders of those evil cultivators, like Hong Er's master, got the map by chance, so they came here.
As for the person who released this map, he was waiting behind the scenes.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
When the water is muddy, it is easier to fish...
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In the evening, halfway up the island.
Lan Xi could have climbed up the mountain in one breath, but she and other monks who were climbing the mountain were told that the formation on the top of the mountain would only be activated when the monk exchange conference officially began tomorrow morning.
Only then could they reach the top of the mountain—
"So where are we going to sleep tonight?" some young monks asked.
The older generation of monks were not surprised by this.
Someone took out a piece of clothing, spread it on the ground, sat cross-legged, and planned to meditate until dawn.
Someone took out a rope, tied it between two trees, and slept on the rope, imitating Xiaolongnu.
Someone carried a large bag of things and set up a simple tent for one person on the spot.
The young monks who attended the monk exchange conference for the first time were dumbfounded!
"I thought the monk exchange conference was such a grand event, but it's actually so simple? They don't even provide accommodation?"
Most of the younger generation of monks have never suffered any hardship.
Their identity as monks gives them a natural sense of superiority.
Therefore, they really did not expect that the monks' exchange conference would be like this.
Seeing this, Lan Xi did not complain. She immediately found Guan Hui and asked about the starting time of tomorrow's monk exchange conference.
Then she walked directly down the mountain—
Even though it took her more than two hours to get here, given her walking speed.
But this distance is nothing to her!
She grew up in the mountains, and when she went into the mountains to collect herbs, she had to walk almost the same distance.
"Just right, I can still catch up with dinner when I get back." Lan Xi said, and walked down the mountain without looking back.
So no matter how the people on the mountain spent the night, Lan Xi returned to the luxury yacht, had a big meal and had a good sleep.
The next day, when the sky just began to turn white, she got up, had breakfast and continued to climb the island.
Considering that it was unrealistic for her to come back for lunch at noon, Chef Luo prepared two large insulated lunch boxes for her, stocked with enough lunch.
When Lan Xi treated landing on the island as morning exercise and climbed back to the middle of the mountain, he saw hundreds of monks who were all soaked because of the heavy dew last night.
When the sea breeze blew, many people shivered with cold.
Lan Xi didn't know what everyone ate last night, but this morning, many people ate biscuits, bread, milk, and sausages.
The Monastic Association still had some conscience and prepared dry food for the invited monks to maintain their basic calorie needs.
Everyone had been on the island for a night and felt cold.
Now I have eaten something that has no heat at all, and my complexion doesn’t look very good.
Seeing the rosy-faced little girl carrying the food box up the mountain, many monks who thought Lan Xi's running back and forth yesterday evening was a complete waste of energy changed their minds.
They even regretted not going down the mountain to eat and rest well before coming back.
Unfortunately, this idea is just a thought.
Because they suddenly realized that they didn't have a luxury yacht to rest on.
There was no chef to prepare meals for them to eat...
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At eight o'clock in the morning, the monk exchange conference is about to begin.
Cheng Yan followed the three formation masters and announced the activation of the formation on the top of the mountain.
This formation was constructed by three monks who were proficient in formations, and it cost a lot of spiritual jade.
The Monastic Association spent a lot of money on this!
Therefore, the Monks' Association naturally did not have any extra money to arrange food, accommodation and other related matters for the monks who came to participate in the exchange conference.
Building a simple dock next to the island has already made the Monastic Association very distressed!
On the mountain, as the formation was activated, Guan Hui and another colleague from the Monks' Association stood at the entrance and checked the invitation letters in the hands of each monk one by one.
Those without an invitation are not eligible to climb to the top of the mountain.
Among the monks queuing for inspection, Lan Xi also saw the person who had spent one million to buy her invitation.
What a pity, she still has an electronic invitation, but she can't sell it...
Not far ahead, Gu Xuan took the invitation that should have belonged to her master Kong Xianling, passed the inspection of the invitation letter, and walked into the entrance of the formation.
At the back, dozens of people entered one after another before it was Lan Xi's turn.
Lan Xi had no intention of lining up at the beginning, so she was basically the last cultivator to enter the formation entrance.
Here, as soon as she entered the formation, she immediately felt that the spiritual energy in the surrounding air was much richer than outside the formation!
I didn’t expect that~!
There is actually a spiritual vein at the bottom of the mountain on this island!
No wonder the people from the Monks Association used formations to isolate the top of the mountain, in order to prevent the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins from escaping.
So that the monks who come here can truly feel the existence of spiritual energy.
Marvel at the generosity of the monastic association!
only……
Lan Xi seemed to sense a faint, obscure and gloomy aura in the spiritual energy emitted by this spiritual vein?
Because the Yin energy was too weak, other cultivators might not be able to detect it.
But evil cultivators are very sensitive to the existence of Yin energy!
So Lan Xi closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, and soon he understood.
What she felt was correct. There was indeed yin energy beneath the spiritual vein of this island!
To be more precise, something seems to be suppressed beneath the spiritual vein!
That is something even more powerful than the evil cat in the abandoned amusement park haunted house!
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