"Ancestor."

The sea clan cultivator stationed at the entrance to the secret realm quickly stood up and saluted when he saw Shen Lian appear.

The human demon cultivator outside the secret realm is named Wu Shiyan. He escaped from the Wanshan area into the sea area and has been practicing in the sea area for more than a hundred years.

Yuan Jing has teamed up with him several times and doesn't know much about him.

It was always pleasant when the two of them worked together, going through dangerous places, hijacking spirit ships, etc., and they gained a lot.

Outside the secret realm.

Wu Shiyan's bloodshot eyes moved as he stared at the ruined seabed. A black light flashed, and he saw the figure of a sea cultivator squeezing out from the cliff.

"Greetings, Grandmaster Wu. My ancestor invites you to the secret realm for a chat."

"Um."

Hearing this, Wu Shiyan did not move at all. He looked at the sea cultivator who came out and spoke with a forced smile.

"Your ancestor invited me in?"

"Yes, my ancestor has prepared spiritual delicacies and is waiting for you in the clan."

"Yeah?"

Wu Shiyan showed a hint of amusement. Although he had just asked Yuan Jing to receive guests, he had never thought of entering the secret realm controlled by Yuan Jing.

In the past, he didn't want to go in, and Yuan Jing didn't want him to go in either.

Now, he was invited in.

“Buzz!”

Wu Shiyan stood there motionless, grabbed a few bones in his hand, and quickly formed a bone dragonfly.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of bloody mist, covering the white bone dragonfly.

"Go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white bone dragonfly turned into a stream of light and landed on the sea cultivator.

"Take it to see your ancestor."

…

In the secret realm, Shen Lian was stunned for a moment when he saw the white bone dragonfly in front of him.

His original intention was to lure the enemy in and kill him since he had come to his doorstep.

But this person didn't come in.

When Shen Lian rushed out of the secret realm, Wu Shiyan was nowhere to be seen outside the cave entrance.

At this time, a faint voice came from the white bone dragonfly that was stuck on the head of the sea cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Jing, we have been friends for many years. I didn't expect you to want to do something dirty. It seems that our relationship has faded."

"Friend Wu, seeing that you are unwilling to enter the secret realm for a gathering, I just want to invite you in person." Shen Lian replied with a forced smile.

A mere wisp of divine consciousness attached to the bone dragonfly could not detect the aura on him.

"hehe……"

An undisguised mocking laugh came from the white bone dragonfly.

"There is no need to have a feast together. I came to find you for a great opportunity. Judging from what Fellow Daoist Yuan Jing has done, it seems that there is no possibility for you and I to cooperate on this great opportunity."

"Old Demon Wu, if you have anything to say, please speak up. I don't have time to argue with you."

The white-bone dragonfly was covered in blood. After it jumped a few times, another voice came out, "You haven't been hiding in the secret realm all these years, have you? You don't even know about the secret realm of the vast sea."

Shen Lian did not say anything and just listened quietly.

"There are third-level elixirs used by cultivators of my generation in this secret realm of the vast sea. You and I have been stuck in the early stages of the golden elixir for a long time. After hearing the news, I came here to find fellow Taoists to join forces."

"Since we are joining forces, why do you have to hide and not even come into my little secret realm?"

"snort."

Wu Shiyan snorted coldly, "Fellow Daoist Yuan Jing, let's be frank. This secret realm of yours was originally the home of the Fubo tribe. Your tribe has been here for thousands of years. I dare not go in, lest I fall into your hands."

"Friend Wu, you misunderstood me."

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, you and I both know it clearly."

"If Daoist Yuan Jing is also interested in exploring the secret realm together, we will go to Luze Island to gather in two months. There will be two other Daoists coming with us then."

As soon as the words fell, the white bone dragonfly suddenly rolled up and flew into the distance.

"Want to leave?"

Looking at the blood light escaping into the distance, Shen Lian narrowed his eyes.

He was just about to test his own fighting ability.

Wu Shiyan came to my door personally, how could I let him run away?

Practicing evil, being single, and coming to the door, all the reasons for seeking death are piled up for him.

It's so hard to find such an easy target, it would be a shame to let it go.

This type of monk does not have to worry about any consequences when he kills, and belongs to the category of "stable" monks.

The bloody white bone dragonfly flew back and forth in the underwater mountains. It seemed to be moving at a very fast speed, but it was always within Shen Lian's spiritual perception.

Twenty miles away from the secret realm, deep in a coral mountain, Wu Shiyan's figure slowly emerged and fled into the distance.

As for the white-bone dragonfly, it flew in the opposite direction from where he was.

"It seems that Yuan Jing's strength has improved. I'm afraid that this alliance will lead to bad things."

Wu Shiyan's face looked a little ugly. What he said before was half true and half false. The opportunity in the secret realm was true, but the alliance with other fellow Taoists was false.

As a demon cultivator, he didn't dare to be with his fellow practitioners.

Although the human race and the sea race are openly in opposition, he has joined forces with Yuan Jing, a member of the sea race, several times and everything has been peaceful. It is much more stable than joining forces with human cultivators.

But this stability is obviously about to be broken.

…

"The old devil is worthy of being the old devil. He even used the method of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west."

Within the range of his spiritual sense, Shen Lian detected Wu Shiyan's whereabouts. Previously, he had been hiding in the Coral Mountain, where his aura blended with the surroundings, thus avoiding his detection.

"Friend Wu, now that you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Underwater, a faint voice was heard, and Wu Shiyan's expression changed drastically.

"Damn it, Yuan Jing has advanced to the middle stage of Jindan."

In an instant, surging blood and energy erupted from Wu Shiyan's body, and countless phantoms flickered inside. They all flapped their arms, and the waves they created formed huge blood-colored waves that swept in all directions.

Taking advantage of the huge wave of blood, he rushed towards the surface of the sea.

Although his combat power will not weaken underwater, the combat power of the Yuan Jing who wants to attack him will increase.

"Yuan Jing, don't you care about our old friendship?"

…

Shen Lian's figure merged into the surging water. Looking at Wu Shiyan who was shrouded in blood, he did not rush to take action.

"The aura is about the same as Yuan Jing."

Yuan Jing was the first Jindan Zhenren he killed. At that time, he had just been promoted to Jindan, so naturally he did not have time to carefully observe Xijindan Zhenren's methods.

"That's all you have?"

After observing for a few breaths, Shen Lian felt a little disappointed.

He discovered that Wu Shiyan's golden elixir power was very loose. It seemed powerful, but in fact it was weak.

This kind of cultivator at the peak of the early Jindan stage is no match for him.

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Lian opened his mouth and spat out suddenly.

"puff!"

In an instant, a flash of silver light appeared and pierced through the surging water.

This silver light was exactly the soul attack weapon he had just refined, nicknamed a silver stick.

…

Wu Shiyan, who rushed out of the flood wrapped in blood, felt that he was getting farther and farther away, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Even if Yuan Jing had been promoted to the middle stage of the Golden Core, it would not be long before he was promoted, and he might not be able to catch up with him.

"Once I am out of this predicament, I will definitely massacre your tribe with blood."

Thinking of this, Wu Shiyan's eyes were full of resentment.

"ah."

At this moment, he felt a sudden and severe pain in his head, and his mind felt as if it was being pricked by needles.

A flash of silver light appeared, and a small hole appeared in the sea of ​​divine consciousness!

"Soul attack magic weapon!"

There was a hint of horror in Wu Shiyan's eyes. He knew that Yuan Jing had a magic weapon for defending his soul, but he had never seen him use a magic weapon for attack.

Amidst the screams, his spiritual figure roared and opened its mouth to spit out mouthfuls of black ink.

The black ink was shiny, a faint light was flowing, and there were piercing and sharp crying and roaring sounds coming out. It began to expand little by little, and suddenly enveloped the sea of ​​​​consciousness in gloomy horror.

Dark demonic energy was floating everywhere, and human figures appeared one after another, including men, women, young and old, with a number exceeding hundreds of thousands.

"Soul Armor!"

Wu Shiyan roared. Although he had no magic weapon, he had secret techniques.

He saw countless figures flying towards his soul figure in the black evil energy, forming a black full-body armor.

In the black air, a bright silver light just hit the forehead of the little man in divine consciousness, creating a stalemate.

"Old Yuan Jing, when I return, I will massacre your tribe with blood."

His secret technique is based on slaughtering living beings and is extremely difficult to refine. It can not only impact the opponent's sea of ​​​​consciousness, but also serve as a guardian of his own sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"roar!"

However, at this moment, a scream and roar sounded from Wu Shiyan's sea of ​​consciousness, covering up the crying of the resentful soul and shaking Wu Shiyan's soul to the ground.

Wu Shiyan sensed it with his divine sense, and his mouth trembled with fear.

"You...Moying, you are not Yuanjing..."

Amidst the swirling purple light, a seven-zhang-tall demon shadow waved a large fork and tore apart large tracts of resentful soul shadows. Wu Shiyan's soul defense method was torn apart.

"ah."

The moment the defensive soul armor was torn apart, Wu Shiyan couldn't help but scream. The pain that came from his soul was too painful.

"No matter which old devil you are, let's die together!"

Seeing that there was no possibility of a comeback, Wu Shiyan roared, and two divine thoughts separated from the shattered divine thought figurine, one sank into the dantian, and the other attacked the divine thought.

In an instant, a breath of destruction came from his dantian.

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, there was also a sign of collapse.

However, a silver light suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the little soul figure, and a hole was pierced from front to back.

A large net of five-colored magic power enveloped his golden elixir and dantian sea from the inside out, interrupting the breath of destruction.

In the blink of an eye, the demon wielded a large fork to tear Wu Shiyan's spiritual figurine into pieces, and swallowed the shattered fragments of spiritual consciousness in big mouthfuls.

Seeing the sea of ​​​​consciousness collapsing, Wu Shiyan's remaining soul rushed out in panic, trying to escape into the distance.

On the sea, Shen Lian spread out his palm, a golden fire like a dragon.

The spiritual thoughts of a Jindan cultivator can take over another body, but the interval cannot be too long, otherwise his soul will be dispersed before he enters the Qingming realm.

However, he was naturally very careful in what he did. Not only could he take over someone else's body, he even deprived them of their reincarnation.

Wu Shiyan’s regret had just flown out of his body when he heard the high-pitched sound of suona in a trance.

On the sea, I saw several figures wearing thick and gorgeous clothes, with their faces and skin painted with various colors, humming and swaying.

On the sea, I saw several figures wearing thick and gorgeous clothes, with their faces and skin painted with various colors, humming and swaying.

"this……"

He remembered seeing this scene when he was in the mortal world.

Damn it, which monk would hold a funeral for killing someone?

It's quite good.

"I have become a regret. There is no hope for me to regain the golden elixir in this lifetime. All opportunities are left to you. Please spare my life."

Feeling the terrifying aura in the golden flames, Wu Shiyan screamed.

The golden flames immediately hit Wu Shiyan's residual soul, making a sharp crackling sound and endless screams.

"Ah... if you kill me, I will repay you with kindness... I'm telling you that there is an Infant Forming Pill in the Secret Realm of the Vast Sea, go grab it, hahahaha!"

Under the burning of the golden flame, Wu Shiyan's residual soul was completely burned. A green smoke rose from it, and then was drawn into it by the golden flame, completely destroying it.

"The Infant Forming Pill is trying to destroy my Dao heart."

Shen Lian grabbed the intact golden elixir body and with a casual move, a silver stick flew back to him.

"A silver stick sounds too ugly, let's just call it a silver stick from now on."

This was not the first time he had destroyed the Green Smoke of Samsara, but the old demon in front of him was particularly damnable, using the souls of hundreds of thousands of people to sacrifice and practice secret techniques.

You must know that it does not mean that you can capture the remaining souls of all the people after killing them. If you want to reach the scale comparable to the third-level soul magic weapon, you must at least kill a million people.

Shen Lian is not a pushover, he just felt uncomfortable with the screaming souls just now.

Then, his eyes looked into the distance.

…

A spiritual ship was suspended in the air above the sea.

On the spirit ship, many heads popped out and looked in his direction.

"It's Wu Lao Mo."

"Old Demon Wu was beheaded."

"This old demon has been plundering the nearby seas for decades, and was finally subdued by the senior."

The monks on the spirit ship were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

They saw with their own eyes that an old demon that had been wreaking havoc for decades was beheaded.

"Greetings to the senior master."

"Since you were able to kill the old demon Wu, your strength must be extraordinary."

The spirit ship slowly approached, and figures from all levels, from Qi training to foundation building, even knelt down in unison.

Even the fake Dan monk who was in charge of the spirit ship flew out and bowed.

The foundation-building one flew out and knelt in mid-air, while the Qi-training one could only kneel on the deck.

Of course, there were also some monks with good backgrounds. Although they were not very strong, they also bowed and saluted. Although they sneered and despised the kneeling of other monks around them, they did not show it.

"I wish I could let Senior see me."

Inside the deck, there is an opening for the Qigong monks.

"Hush, Senior, your divine sense can survey the heaven and earth, how could you not see you and me?"

Hearing the sound, the heads of the Qi-cultivating monks hit the deck one by one. If the Jindan senior could see how respectful they were, any opportunity he could grant them would be of great benefit to them.

"Senior, I am an outer sect elder of the Yunlan Sect."

The fake Dan Zhenren on the spirit ship spoke.

Facing the Jindan Zhenren who could kill Old Demon Wu, Yan Zhenjiang did not dare to be arrogant at all and directly greeted him as a junior.

The old demon Wu has been wreaking havoc in this sea area for decades. His methods are cruel and his whereabouts are treacherous. He has escaped several attempts by Jindan Zhenren to kill him.

Being able to kill Old Demon Wu without causing much disturbance was probably due to the use of divine power.

All signs indicate that the real person in front of him is as powerful as a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, and may even be a late-stage Jindan cultivator.

Such cultivators can only be found in the ten major Jindan sects in the South China Sea.

There are only about 20 to 30 of them in total.

Shen Lian looked at the people kneeling on the spirit ship and thought of the time when he was heading north from the wilderness and met the old ancestor Mo Long who was spending money lavishly.

Live well and be rewarded.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

You have just been promoted to the Golden Core stage, so you can’t be so high-profile.

The main thing is not that people are afraid of spending money, but that they are afraid of spending a lot of money.

"Everyone, get up. No need to be polite."

Hearing the voice ringing in their ears, the cultivators on the spirit ship slowly stood up, and some of the younger ones even squeezed their heads out to look in the direction of Shen Lian.

For many cultivators, coming into close contact with the true face of a Jindan senior is something they will remember for the rest of their lives, and it may even be the only time in their life.

"Senior, you killed the old demon Wu and are a great figure of the righteous path of our human race. A mere gift from us is not enough to express our endless respect for you!"

Yan Zhenjiang spoke in a deep voice. He sensed the aura around him again and found that the aura of Old Demon Wu was very faint. This meant that Old Demon Wu was suppressed without much resistance, which further confirmed that Shen Lian was extremely powerful.

He must be a senior in the late Jindan stage.

"A great leader of the righteous path."

Shen Lian was also stunned for a moment. Did he become a giant just like that?

It leaves people completely unprepared.

Sensing Shen Lian's peaceful aura, one of the many cultivators who were in the foundation building stage prostrated himself on the ground again and spoke loudly, "Senior, please kill the demon cultivator and restore peace and order to our sea. Please give me a name so that we, the younger generation, can sing for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, this person immediately became the focus of attention of all the monks on the spirit ship.

Many of them had their eyes wide open, and some were amazed at how shameless this person was.

Some people are very upset and wonder why they didn't think of it.

"Leave a name to be sung?"

In an instant, Shen Lian, who was originally feeling elated, suddenly felt a chill.

There are bad people among the younger generation.

He is eliminating evil for all the cultivators, but these cultivators want to harm him.

"You all should go away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lian fell into the water below with a splash.

Crash!

The waves rolled, splashing up some ripples.

"The senior is gone."

Looking at the splashes on the water, the monks on the spirit ship stared eagerly, and after waiting for a long time, they couldn't help but show disappointment.

It seems that the senior is really gone.

Although his posture was not so graceful when he walked, the splash he made was still big. Maybe that's just how different we are.

"Senior is worthy of being a senior. He left so freely and unrestrainedly."

The cultivator who had just proposed that Shen Lian's name be passed down through the ages, fell to his knees again and shouted loudly.

…

Dozens of miles underwater, Shen Lian looked at the spirit ship going away. It was the first time in all these years that he was seen fighting by so many people.

But it’s not a big problem, he has already achieved golden elixir.

Moreover, the magical power of the five elements of heaven is also mysterious and obscure, which greatly increases safety.

"Golden Core cultivators should not be underestimated."

After killing Yuan Jing and Wu Shiyan in succession, Shen Lian gained some experience, such as Yuan Jing's soul defense magic weapon and Wu Shiyan's cruel and bloody secret method.

Everyone has their own skills.

Moreover, the two cultivators at the peak of the early Jindan stage were completely unable to test his combat power.

He could dive into the water and travel hundreds of miles in an instant. After being promoted to the Golden Core stage, his speed of the Five Elements Escape Technique had surpassed that of a spirit ship.

After returning to the secret realm of the Shanluo tribe, Shen Lian returned to Black Mountain and began to count the harvest.

Wu Shiyan's body was intact, which he had deliberately preserved in order to create a puppet.

A puppet at the Jindan level has great value whether for personal use or for sale.

He took off Wu Shiyan's storage ring and counted the items.

Like Yuan Jing, the only orthodox cultivation elixirs are two three-pattern Qingxu Pills, and their quality is also pitifully poor.

In addition, there are several bottles of pills with a strong bloody smell.

There are quite a lot of spirit stones, more than 700,000 low-grade spirit stones and more than 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which are even more abundant than Yuan Crystals.

In addition, there are more than sixty pieces of various third-level ores, some as big as melons and some as small as fingers.

"Secret atlas?"

Soon, Shen Lian took out a jade slip in his hand.

"The Secret Realm of the Vast Sea."

After carefully reading the contents of the jade slip, I found that this jade slip was not the original, but a rubbing.

After carefully reading the contents of the jade slip, Shen Lian showed a thoughtful look.

During the time when he was advancing to the Golden Core stage, spiritual objects related to the Vast Sea Secret Realm appeared at the auction in Nanya Immortal City.

Soon, the news of the secret realm of the vast sea spread throughout the nearby waters.

Shen Lian doesn't care about the secret realm.

However, several spiritual creatures with all five elements were born in this secret realm, which has attracted several Jindan monks with five elements spiritual roots.

Five-element spiritual root golden elixirs are rare among casual cultivators, but among the major sects in the South China Sea and even the Tiannan Continent, there are quite a few high-level five-element spiritual root cultivators.

"The Five Elements Spiritual Items, what a coincidence they appear."

Thinking of the auction in Nanya Fairy City, Shen Lian felt that the appearance of the five elements spiritual objects was too coincidental.

Who is fishing this time?

Now that I have been promoted to the Golden Core stage, the matter of practicing the exercises is imminent. One way is to start by investigating other cultivators of the same level with the five elements spiritual roots.

Shen Lian rubbed his chin, a thoughtful look in his heart.

Half a day later, he collected all the ores in the entire Shanluo tribe, and passed it down with Yuan Jing's order, intensifying the collection of ores.

Then, he started refining the weapon.

…

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Two months later, in the secret realm of the Shanluo tribe, streams of light fell everywhere in the secret realm of the tribe.

At the moment when all the streams of light were in place, a wave of formation flashed by.

The third-level lower grade Blue Sea Fu Bo formation.

Relying on the third-level spiritual vein in the secret realm as its foundation, its power has reached that of a third-level mid-grade, and its endurance is comparable to that of a third-level top-grade.

In addition, Shen Lian also added the Five Elements Talisman Array to the position of each formation flag, which increased its power by another level.

Not to mention the great perfection of the Golden Core, at least a cultivator in the late Golden Core stage would most likely die on the spot if he came in.

Since he wanted to take advantage of the so-called secret land in the vast sea, he naturally had to be prepared.

On Aoyang Island where he was in seclusion before, the ten large formations were not dismantled, and there was even a teleportation formation hidden deep in the spiritual veins, which was the final killer.

This sea tribe’s land is another insurance.

Of course, this is not enough.

Shen Lian prepared to look for a few more places.

As long as he digs the pit well, he doesn't believe that there will be any Taoist who can't be killed.

…

late at night.

A shadow appeared under the sea like a ghost and rushed towards the Nanya Fairy City.

Even at night, the sea outside the fairy city was still bustling with treasure ships and spirit boats rising and falling with the waves, crowded together.

But among the many crowded treasure ships, there was a very vast sea area with only one treasure ship proudly floating on the water. The surrounding monks and treasure ships all avoided it.

On the treasure ship, there was a large black flag with the words "Yanzhen" embroidered on it in green light.

Yanzhen Sect is ranked first among the ten Jindan sects under Yunshang Sect. Not only does the sect have two ancestors who have reached the great perfection of Jindan, but there is also one who can arrange a fourth-level formation.

Based on this power alone, the Yanzhen Sect is not much less powerful than the Yuanying Sect.

A ball of five-colored hazy spiritual light flew over from the Nanya Immortal City and landed directly on the treasure ship, transforming into a weak-looking young cultivator. The five elements of spiritual power flowed around his body, and he was a domineering person all around. He was actually a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

(End of this chapter)