Do things thoroughly and avoid future troubles.

But he didn't expect that the third-level magic weapon that exploded when he protected himself would become an opportunity for countless small independent cultivators.

When he left before, he released a large number of black-horned ants to patrol the surroundings. At this moment, Dahei went to look for these black-horned ants.

After staying for a long time, Shen Lian stood up and walked out of the teahouse towards the outer market.

At the foot of a mountain ten miles outside the market town, Dahei emerged from underground, shrank with a whoosh, and slipped into the sleeve of his robe.

"Master, at the beginning, several cultivators with strong auras appeared. Master, you can enter my sea of ​​consciousness to see what they look like."

In Dahei's sea of ​​consciousness, several blurry figures emerged. These were captured from the memories of the remaining black-horned ants.

Since the black-horned ants are too weak, the images they can see are very blurry. Don't even think about describing their strength. It's already difficult to keep them in memory.

There is no way around it. The black-horned ants are weak and do not attract attention. Using the demonized black-horned ants, not to mention the means by which the wandering cultivators attracted here might be plundered, there is also the possibility of exposing the news.

As for leaving behind the shadow beads, they can defend against ordinary cultivators, but they cannot defend against cultivators with strong spiritual power, who are more likely to be exposed.

"Master, I will train the little ones right away."

At this moment, after noticing Shen Lian's dissatisfaction, Dahei immediately expressed his loyalty.

With a slight flash of his figure, Shen Lian disappeared into the mountains.

Now that there is no shortage of resources for cultivation, he decided to find a place to hide in the wilderness for a while and improve his strength to the late Jindan stage or the great perfection.

…

In the wilderness.

A male cultivator was running away shakily on a magic weapon, while a female cultivator in the forest behind him was chasing him closely with a flying sword flashing by.

"Xu Tian, ​​today is the day you die."

The female cultivator on the flying sword left several afterimages in a row, and suddenly blocked the male cultivator's way.

"My sect's ancestor Xuanling is nearby. You can't escape even if you kill me."

Xu Tian took a defensive posture and spoke fiercely, trying to scare away the female cultivator in front of him.

"Guess where our clan's ancestor Qingling is?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the flying sword under the female cultivator's feet burst into green sword light and slashed towards Xu Tian like a long river.

Seeing this, Xu Tian was horrified and hurriedly took out an ochre-colored talisman from his arms and threw it out. An ochre-colored turtle shell emerged and protected his whole body tightly.

There were crackling sounds, and a series of green sword qi struck the turtle shell, knocking Xu Tian over and over. The energy of the impact made him scream.

"You stinky bitch, I'm going to fight you."

Xu Tian, ​​who was hiding behind the turtle shell, was muttering to himself and prepared his ultimate move while defending himself. A ball of khaki-colored light like yellow sand came out of his mouth, making a crackling sound.

But when this ball of yellow sand fell in front of the female cultivator, she did not panic. She grabbed the flying sword in her hand and chopped it lightly. A layer of cyan runes lit up on the flying sword, which immediately split the yellow sand.

Moreover, the released sword energy crushed the yellow sand particles.

"fall!"

The female cultivator snorted softly, raised the flying sword once again, and with the sword energy fused with the cyan-gold talisman, she once again hit the turtle's defense.

A breath later, a crisp cracking sound suddenly erupted from the turtle's defense, and the earth-colored light became brighter, and it was pierced through the middle by the sword energy.

Xu Tian, ​​who was hiding behind the tortoise shell, was pierced by the sword energy, leaving a bloody hole. He screamed and rolled into the forest below.

The female cultivator flew through the air and landed at the place where Xu Tian rolled down. Another sword chopped down from mid-air, and a round head rolled to the side.

After doing all this, she dropped from mid-air, collected the bones and put them into the small green embroidered pocket on her waist. She then took out the storage bracelet separately and checked the contents inside.

She took out a handful of shiny divine gold particles from the storage bracelet, examined them carefully, put them away again, and took out a communication talisman.

"Senior Sister, I have killed Xu Tian from the Green Water Sect and obtained about five or six kilograms of divine gold."

"Send the stuff back first."

Hearing the sound, the female cultivator summoned the flying sword again, which turned into a stream of light and flew away into the distance.

…

Thousands of miles away, Shen Lian was eating melon seeds and watching another battle. He originally wanted to travel around the wilderness to see if he could find a favorable location to open a cave.

Unexpectedly, before he walked far out of the Yuanying Market, he saw two foundation-building masters fighting each other for the divine gold particles that he dropped.

The divine gold particles scattered in the basin contained all five elements and were in large quantities. Although many of them were broken into powder by the impact of sword energy, the number of larger particles that remained was still a great opportunity for the Jindan cultivators in the Wilderness.

If you can collect them all, refining more than a dozen third-level magic weapons will be a piece of cake.

More than a dozen third-level magic weapons are enough to disrupt the cultivation environment of the countries in the Wilderness.

This was something he only realized after seeing the battle between the Foundation Establishment cultivators. He was used to spending lavishly in the past, and could easily refine third-level ore, forgetting that most of the Jindan cultivators had not yet achieved common prosperity.

The dregs he left behind can be considered as the rich leading to the poor.

"Puff." After spitting out the melon seed shells in his mouth, Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and began to think.

“The great hermits hide in the city, the small hermits hide in the wild.”

"These people have collected the remnants of divine gold, so they have to find someone to refine it. It seems that there are no third-level refiners in the wilderness."

…

One month later.

Chu State, the Nine-Layered Fairy City.

Shen Lian has a deep memory of this fairy city, as the ill-fated relationship with the Five Elements Magical Instruments started here.

At first I thought I had found a bargain, but I didn’t expect... it was actually a huge bargain.

The second-level five-element magic weapon, the third-level Jindan cultivator, and the fourth-level Yuanying old monster, the big guy is really behind.

When the three major Jindan sects of the Chu State split, the Tianyang Sect, with the help of the Xiunü Sect of the Yue State, split off some states and counties and merged them into the Yue State.

Now, the immortal cultivation sects in the two countries have become balanced.

The State of Chu, the Green Water Sect, and the Secluded Bamboo Valley.

Yue State, Xiuniu Sect, Tianyang Sect.

Back then, the three sects of the Chu State fought each other violently, and they also tried their best to win over the foundation-building families and scattered cities in the country.

The Nine-Layered Immortal City is one of them.

The previous lord of this fairy city was the fake Dan Qiushan Zhenren (Chapter 44).

In his prime, he cultivated to perfection in the ninth level of foundation building. Instead of seeking the golden elixir, he directly refined a demon pill and was promoted to the Fake Dan Zhenren. He later occupied the Nine-Layered Immortal City.

Several decades later, Shen Lian came to the Nine-Layered Immortal City again, and it had changed a lot.

The lord of the Immortal City, Master Qiushan, passed away when he left the wilderness.

It is said that no one knew about it at first, because of the internal sect war in Chu State, the three major sects tried to win over Master Qiushan, and the disciples of Jiuchong Immortal City were unable to meet the city lord. After forcing their way into the retreat, they found out that the city lord had already passed away.

Without the fake pill's fighting power, the Nine-Layered Immortal City is naturally not that important in the eyes of the three major sects. (Chapter 59) Now, the Nine-Layered Immortal City has become a place for various forces to fight for. The Chu State, the Yue State, and the casual cultivators of other nearby immortal cultivation countries all want to become the new city lord.

Since Qiushan City Lord, seven cultivators have occupied the fairy city in succession over the past few decades, but unfortunately they all died suddenly.

There is only one reason for his sudden death, that is, he was not strong enough to suppress this fairy city.

There are still monks stationed outside the city gate. Even though the city has no lord, it is still operating as usual.

"Senior, there are four types of identity jade tokens. The fourth-level token does not require spirit stones, and can only be used to walk and live in the lowest level city."

"A second-class token worth ten spirit stones can allow you to enter the middle third-level fairy city."

"A first-class token costs one hundred spirit stones, and one can enter the seventh and eighth floors of the upper three levels."

"Each token can stay in the city for one year."

It’s still the same old word.

There was no trace of panic on the monk's face because of the change of city lord.

When Shen Lian came to the Nine-Layered Immortal City, he naturally wanted to sit on the seat of the city lord.

Now that he has reached the Jindan stage, there is no need to hide away and open a small shop like before. He plans to build a city.

Well, grab one now.

Of course, it wasn’t him who robbed it, but the secondary soul.

After noticing that some Foundation Establishment cultivators were fighting to snatch the remaining divine gold, Shen Lian predicted that this was arranged by the Jindan cultivators from various sects.

At this point, even if all the Jindan cultivators from the nearby countries were added together, for him, it would be nothing more than digging a hole and filling it with soil, counting one, two, three, four, five...

Okay, everyone is here, ten people per table, let’s start the meal.

The golden elixir in the wilderness is nothing. What he is worried about now is the cultivators in the Exiled Immortal Tower.

According to Qian Dai's description, these fools were running around the world of immortal cultivation, sniffing around like mad dogs, looking for high-quality cultivators with five spiritual roots.

Two hundred and sixty miles of yellow sand and countless fragments of five-element divine gold. In the past year or so, no one knew how this matter had spread among the Jindan cultivators’ circle of friends.

It's too late to sift the sand now.

Instead of being passive, it is better to be proactive.

He has always been accustomed to preparing for a rainy day.

The bait is ready, but I wonder if any fish will take the bait.

Anyway, let’s do it.

With the strength backed by enough to challenge the Yuanying, it wouldn't be considered bullying to live in seclusion in this desolate area for a while.

If I can't wait for the cultivators from the Exiled Immortal Tower, then I'll just practice here. It doesn't matter where I practice anyway.

…

There are nine layers of immortal cities, one stacked on top of the other, and the cultivators in the city are very busy coming and going.

"Is there anyone traveling with us in the Yuanying Patriarch Basin? If we find a piece of divine gold, we will be very happy."

"Has anyone gone?"

On the noisy street, Shen Lian clearly caught the news he wanted to hear.

There are many cultivators talking about the Yuanying Basin. Many people are attracted to it and want to go there to take advantage of the opportunity.

Currently, there is no city lord in the Nine-Layered Immortal City. Instead, it is led by three cultivators at the ninth level of the foundation building stage. Each of these three people has a force supporting them.

The three are arranged in order of elders, with the chief elder Chu Wenyuan, and behind him is the Bishui Sect.

The second elder, Jie Wanqing, has the Bamboo Valley behind him.

The third elder, Wen Shaoguan, is from the State of Yue.

Shen Lian walked up step by step along the city and came to the junction of the eighth and ninth levels of the city.

The view here has been blocked by thick fog. At the end of the connecting ladder, there are two Qi-cultivating monks in white robes stationed there.

Shen Lian took a step forward and stepped over the guarding monks, and the two of them did not notice anything unusual.

Above the ninth floor is a vast bluestone square with undulating pavilions on both sides and a hall embedded in the belly of the mountain in front.

It is said that after occupying the fairy city, Qiushan Jiadan practiced in seclusion in this hall in the mountain.

A fake alchemy cultivator, instead of coming out to play with his female Taoist friends, male Taoist friends, and fellow Taoist friends from the demon clan, he appreciates jade and plays the flute, but instead practices in seclusion all day long. Don't you think it's strange?

With a sweep of his divine sense, the entire scene within the ninth floor was captured in Shen Lian's perception.

There was no one in the main hall in the mountain, but there were quite a few cultivators in the side halls on the east and west sides, including six foundation-building cultivators and nearly a hundred Qi-cultivating cultivators.

Shen Lian didn't care about these cultivators. He walked straight towards the hall in the mountain, and his spiritual thoughts swept across the entire mountain.

The Nine-Layered Immortal City is a city built on this independent mountain, layer by layer in the shape of terraced fields. Deep in the mountains there is a spiritual vein that can barely be considered third-level.

Shen Lian's spiritual sense probed deep into the earth, sensing the spiritual veins lying deep in the mountains, and nodded slightly.

The spiritual vein is in a slightly crouching tiger shape. Although its spirituality is a little poor and can barely be considered to have entered the third level, it has shown extraordinary qualities.

The tiger's head is facing upwards, and with every breath it exhales spiritual energy, forming a swirling airflow that goes straight into the mountains.

This is a nice place.

The large formation that was set up had a multiplier effect and was a good place for an ambush.

His divine sense swept into the hall in the belly of the mountain. Unexpectedly, there was another cave deep in the hall. A group of spiritual energy was bubbling out from the depths of the cave. It was the spiritual energy exhaled from the spiritual vein tiger head.

"Turtle Mountain Breath-Suppressing Spirit Forbidden Formation?"

During the spiritual inspection, Shen Lian found a stone-like foundation stone for the formation in the rock wall in the corner deep in the cave.

After sensing the patterns on the formation's base stone, he identified the type of formation.

This is a third-order, medium-grade earth-attributed breath-retaining defensive formation, which is particularly suitable to be placed here.

But there is only this piece left.

Apart from these, there is nothing else in the hall in the mountain.

Shen Lian tapped the bluestone ground lightly with his feet, then flew into the air and landed on the highest eaves of the hall in the mountain.

The corners of his mouth slightly opened.

"Come!"

The sound spread like ripples to all the halls on the ninth floor.

"who!"

In the side halls on the east and west sides, the monks who were practicing were awakened one by one, and then showed expressions of fear.

The sound just now penetrated into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"There is someone above the main hall."

"How dare you! This is the core area of ​​the Immortal City. Come down."

With the sound of "Swish, swish, swish", the monks in the side halls on both sides rushed out and landed on the bluestone square, staring at Shen Lian one by one.

The shouting voices just now also died down, and everyone looked alert, looking at the three ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivators who were leading the group.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Shen Lian stood with his hands behind his back, opening his mouth and baring his teeth to reveal a smile.

"From today on, I am the city lord."

“Who’s for and who’s against?”

(End of this chapter)