After being scolded, Yunfu didn't dare to say a word.

In the tribal alliance, he is a high and mighty ancestor, but he dare not show the slightest dissatisfaction in front of the Divine Lord.

Threads of rules appeared in the wilderness, and it was not just his ancestor who could not sit still.

The Lord of Deities could sense everything, and realized something was wrong before they even arrived in the wilderness. That was why he asked him to bring the Nascent Soul cultivators from the tribal alliance to snatch the thread of rules.

Since coming to the Wilderness, relying on the power of the Sea Clan Alliance, he has snatched three strands of rule threads, but they are all of inferior quality.

This time, he finally came across a thread of rules, but it was snatched away right under his nose.

After waiting for more than ten breaths, he still didn't hear the old ancestor Huashen speak again. Yunfu took out a colorful little fish from his arms and blew into the fish's mouth.

Then, he started mumbling something and added the message to Xiaoyu.

The little fish just shook its tail and swam in the air. Suddenly it turned into dozens of streams of light and disappeared in all directions.

"This person has taken away a thread of the first-turn rule and spread the news. We can't get it, but we don't want to let the person who got it have an easy time."

Xiaoyu quickly passed the news to other sea cultivators in the wilderness.

The first-level thread of rules is a fifth-rank treasure that is rare even for the gods. As long as this person is still in the wilderness, he will definitely attract the attention of other cultivators.

Being able to snatch the thread of rules from him and run away calmly naturally shows that this person is very powerful.

However, Yunfu didn't think it was a big deal. For cultivators who have cultivated to their level, everyone has one or two trump cards.

Being able to run does not necessarily mean you can fight.

He ran fast this time.

After doing all this, Yunfu's figure disappeared from the spot. He did not use any secret tracking method.

It’s not that he doesn’t have superior tracking methods, but in this area covered by the colorful miasma, the power of the tracking technique has dropped to less than 30%, which can be said to be almost useless.

…

"What a mysterious thread of rules."

On the other side, Shen Lian, who had just snatched the treasure, had already felt the magic of the thread of rules.

Before, he had vaguely mastered a trace of the power of yin and yang rules, but in fact it was just superficial knowledge.

But just that tiny bit of rule power makes his magic power surpass those of the same level.

Although he was comprehending the power of yin and yang, the power of water-attributed rules was equally useful to him.

Yin and Yang are derived from the Five Elements, and the Five Elements are mutually reinforcing. In other words, it is no exaggeration to say that his Yin and Yang rules have the power of water.

Just a strand of water rules was far from enough for him.

Before snatching the thread of rules, he did not kill Xuan You and the two cultivators from the sea clan who were chasing him.

In addition, after snatching the thread of rules, he did not get too entangled with either of them.

The main reason was that he sensed a vague sense of pressure. For Shen Lian, it could be said that there were no cultivators of the same level in the Nascent Soul stage who could give him pressure, but looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, there were definitely not many.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a cultivator has reached the quasi-god stage, and his combat power may even be comparable to that of an ordinary god.

Compared to the appearance of a cultivator with such combat power, he felt that some old fellow had lost his moral integrity and took the initiative to fight.

Because he suspected that the God of Transformation would personally take action, he stopped his move to wipe out everyone.

After he snatched away a thread of rules, the suspicious Spiritual Master Huashen did not take any action, which made him a little confused.

Faced with a fifth-level treasure that was helpful to his realm, why didn't Hua Shen Ling Zun take action? The only reason could be that these old guys might not dare, or they were afraid.

After all, the situation in the wilderness is unclear now, and it is not the final moment yet, so it is not the time to risk everything.

"Buzz"

Inside the warehouse cave.

Shen Lian held a black, flowing thread of rules in his hand, with the five elements of magic power intertwined and flowing through his body. A part of the magic power was water-attributed, constantly resonating with the power of rules.

He didn't know much about the power of rules before, but he had killed several cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage and above before, and these guys knew a lot about the thread of rules.

Looking at the thread of rules in front of him, Shen Lian felt that the training plan he had arranged before had to be changed, and the comprehension of the rules should also be included in it.

The thread of rules that falls from the sky is hard to come by, so once you come across it, you must collect it as much as possible.

If one can comprehend the rules to the first level before reaching the Spiritual Transformation stage, then after reaching the Spiritual Transformation stage, one will have time to comprehend the power of the second level of rules.

According to the memories of several fellow Taoists of the same level, those who have mastered the power of the second-level rules are extremely rare in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

In other words, the level of comprehension of a cultivator who can control the power of the second transformation rules in the Spirit Transformation Realm is equivalent to the cultivator's natural spiritual roots.

That is to say, they are trapped in the lower realm. Once they ascend to the upper realm, they can use it as a springboard to enter a more powerful immortal sect.

Because of this, Shen Lian’s previous plan to take advantage of the situation behind the scenes had to change due to the changes in the Wilderness.

He had thought well before, but this time the resentment in the wilderness went against the order of heaven and earth and became bigger all of a sudden.

…

One month later.

Warehouse cave.

Dahei was suspended in the air, with the entire map of its desolate territory below it.

The strange fragrance that suddenly emerged from the wilderness caused the black-horned ants that had previously stayed in the wilderness to quickly turn into monsters.

This was something Shen Lian had not anticipated before.

But he was a cautious person and took precautions in advance when releasing the black-horned ants.

Those are the black-horned ants that were released, the little ants born through normal reproduction. Their weak souls have no mission.

Every time Dahei appears, he relies on the power of his bloodline to intercept the memory fragments of the black-horned ant.

However, the black-horned ant's spiritual power is as weak as a gossamer, and it is not easy for cultivators to intercept it.

Dahei has devoted his years to his master's descendants, and his essence is not wasted in vain. What we are playing with is bloodline. Even if someone tries to intercept the memory, they can't do it as easily as Dahei.

During this period of time, the clone of Merit has been constantly flashing in various places in the wilderness, collecting the black-horned ants left behind and the previously improved photo stones.

These things kept Dahei very busy.

In order to ensure that the secret is not leaked, it is naturally impossible to put back the captured black-horned ants.

As for the photo stones that were placed previously, the recovery rate has dropped to 40%.

Shen Lian was not discouraged by this. He thought it was good enough if he could recover 40% of the environment in the wasteland.

In addition, after this incident in the wilderness, he will leave this place, so these methods will be of no use.

Above the topographic map of the wasteland, Dahei kept placing the images captured from the black-horned ant’s memory into the corresponding positions on the topographic map.

After the comparison, Shen Lian had a very intuitive understanding of the scene in the wilderness.

I can only say that the thread of rules is really attractive.

They are all here! The fluctuations of fighting in the black-horned ant's memory exceeded ten thousand times.

Of course, there is a deviation in this number. The black-horned ants are too weak, and the slightest fluctuation will be a catastrophe in their eyes.

But this is enough to show Shen Lian the current scene in the wilderness.

"Master, these memory jade slips displayed on the map are all selected by me and may be useful to you."

At this moment, Dahei was squatting on the head of the four-eyed spiritual forbidden marten. This little marten was also very unlucky. Just when its injuries had just healed a little, it was beaten up by Dahei and his three companions, and became like a punching bag.

There are densely packed jade slips inserted in various places on the undulating map sand table. Each jade slip contains the memory image of the black-horned ant or the image of the photo stone.

Shen Lian's divine sense instantly covered the topographic map, which had expanded to an area of ​​fifty miles, and he took in all the contents of the jade slip.

"Well done, you have done a great job."

After a moment, Shen Lian grabbed the big black dog that came over and gently patted its shiny black head.

"Devote oneself to one's master without seeking any reward."

Dahei chuckled.

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the two little ones, Erwan and Sanqian, suddenly became cross-eyed. Jealousy made them look completely unrecognizable.

"Master, this is the combined effort of the three of us brothers.

"I...I'm a female."

…

"That's right, you deserve a reward for your merit. Double the reward."

Shen Lian nodded, and with a wave of his hand, three large tripods flew over.

"Master, I don't want any more rewards. I just had my anus torn last month."

Dahei shuddered suddenly and tried to get out of Shen Lian's hand, but there was no escape. He drew an arc in the air and crashed into the big cauldron.

"Master, I have done meritorious service for you..."

…

"Look for this guy."

In the deep rift, a guy with a fat belly emerged in the mind of the sitting merit clone, and then he disappeared on the spot in an instant.

The rules are necessary, but Shen Lian also needs the cultivation resources.

The Seven Color Sect’s Pangdu is the Blood Pill Master.

Sun Yuntai had some related memories of this blood pill master before.

There aren't many memories, but what Sun Yuntai remembers most is that Master Pangdu Xuedan was very fat and had a wealthy family.

Apart from anything else, Sun Yuntai had gone to Pangdu himself to ask for the Blood Spirit Pill, and he had used several fourth-tier spiritual herbs.

In other words, this person has a magical medicine.

Through the global map of the Great Black Wasteland, Shen Lian discovered that this cultivator frequently appeared in the northeast direction of the wasteland.

He couldn't defeat the Divine Master, but he felt confident that he could bully an alchemist.

As an orthodox alchemist, he would never kill people just for a few spiritual herbs. He just wanted to clear the source and give justice to the orthodox alchemists.

…

“Buzz!”

In a cave, prohibitions surrounded it like stars.

The monk with a fat belly shuddered suddenly, feeling a chill rising all over his body. He muttered something quickly, and a blood-colored alchemy cauldron floated above his head, sprinkling streams of blood.

This was the second time he had felt a chill since the last time he searched for the place where Sun Yuntai fell.

"Who is targeting me?"

Fatty with a Fat Belly frowned. He was not surprised that he was targeted. It was mainly because he was too fat.

Over the years, he has collected too many spiritual medicines. As an alchemist, how could he not see the dangers of the Blood Spirit Pill?

As for the Blood Spirit Pill, I will naturally give it to all the fellow Taoists. Are you going to eat it yourself?

(End of this chapter)