The miasma within a thousand miles dissipated, revealing the deep blue sky.

This scene only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the miasma from all directions filled the miasma gap in this area again.

But in the cracked ruins, a rich spiritual light is still surging.

At the edge, three figures were awkwardly embedded in the rocks, their spiritual light dim.

Where is the slightest bit of the dignity of a Golden Elixir True Person?

Master Xuanling stood up from the ruins, leaning on his life-saving magic weapon, the Water-Dividing Ruler, which had already developed cracks.

His gorgeous robe was dull and the restrictions on it were covered with charred circles and emitted black steam.

After looking at the direction of the three large cracks, his expression suddenly changed.

"Ahem, quickly send out orders to seal off the market town to prevent the wandering cultivators from escaping!"

As he spoke, a jade talisman appeared in Xuan Ling Zhenren's hand and conveyed the order.

In the other two directions, Jiu Ling and Tian Yang Zhenren, who were also seriously injured, also reacted and each took out a jade talisman to pass on the order.

Jin Yang Zhenren revealed a murderous intent, "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have listened to you. It would have been better to round up those scattered cultivators and kill them from the beginning. Now the ruins are exposed to the world, and all the scattered cultivators know about it."

Xuan Ling Zhenren frowned, "It's not too late now, Jin Yang, why don't you personally suppress them, so that the independent cultivators won't run too fast and get into the deep mountains and old forests. As for here... Jiu Ling and I will watch over it."

In the opinion of Master Xuan Ling, there is no difference between taking action before and taking action now, as it is impossible to trap all the independent cultivators in the market town.

So the original method was not wrong.

Besides, the decision they made was just a precaution. Not only the independent cultivators, but also the family cultivators in the market town had corresponding arrangements.

The only thing they didn't expect was that not only did they fail to break the ban, but they also stimulated the spiritual veins deep in the ruins of Zhanyun Mountain.

The formation masters sent by the three major sects also died inside as the ruins became unstable.

Even the three of them, the Jindan Zhenren, were almost killed in it.

"How big a wave can a group of ant-like cultivators stir up? Our disciples are enough to suppress them."

Jin Yang snorted coldly, "Besides, I'm worried about leaving you here to watch over me!"

Soon, the three Jindan Zhenren sat down cross-legged. Each of them was seriously injured, but none of them intended to leave to heal.

In this way, they each took the elixir and were extremely cautious even when healing their wounds. They looked at the ruins for a while and then at each other.

Xuan Ling and Jin Yang would sometimes glare at each other, but later, perhaps because they thought the other was too ugly, they both looked at the beautiful woman, Jiu Ling Zhenren, standing beside them.

After the two immortals stared at each other for a long time, Jiu Ling immortal said, "Everything will be discussed after the arrival of my You Huang Valley master. Before that, no one from our three sects is allowed to enter the ruins."

When True Man Jiu Ling sent the message to the market town, he also sent the message back to the sect.

Of course, Xuanling and Jinyang also passed on the news, but neither of them made it public.

The coming of these three Jindan Zhenren to Zhanyun Mountain was also the result of personal discussion among the heads of the three major sects.

After all, when the ruins were discovered, only a broken fourth-level restriction appeared, and not much information about opportunities was exposed.

The strength of the three is not much different, so they can just restrain each other.

But it’s not possible now.

The formation master sent by the sect somehow triggered the restriction, which directly caused a great turmoil in the depths of the ruins.

Such a dazzling and bizarre scene, even the three Jindan Zhenren who were on the periphery were seriously injured by the shock wave. One can imagine how great the opportunities buried underneath are.

The three real people seemed to be monitoring each other, but they were also sensing the quality of the surrounding spiritual energy.

Even the fluctuations of spiritual energy rushing towards the three directions of the market town have reached the third level, and the concentration of spiritual energy deep in the ruins is estimated to be at the fourth level.

Fourth level spiritual vein!

There is none in all the countries in the entire wilderness.

A fourth-level spiritual vein, plus three affiliated third-level spiritual veins, and an unknown number of second-level spiritual veins.

No matter which era it is placed in, it is the foundation for a Nascent Soul sect.

Maybe it was nothing in the Middle Ages, but in today's era, the Yuanying Sect can dominate the world.

Maybe in addition to the fourth-level spiritual vein, there is also a chance to advance to the Nascent Soul level.

Compared with the opportunities at the Nascent Soul level and the fourth-order spiritual veins, the life of a casual cultivator is as light as a feather.

Preventing the news from spreading is the most important thing.

If the news spreads to the Tiannan immortal cultivation world and provokes Yuanying Zhenjun to take action, then what will happen to the three sects of Bishui, Youhuang and Tianyang?

Even if the news did not spread to the Tiannan immortal cultivation world, it would still be troublesome if the sects in other countries in the Wilderness got the news.

Fortunately, this place is deep in the wilderness, thousands of miles away from the State of Chu.

The strange phenomenon released by the ruins was suppressed to the lowest level under the cover of thick miasma.

"Jiu Ling is right. From now on, no one from our three sects can enter the ruins."

Master Jin Yang spoke.

"Wait for the Sect Master to arrive before making a decision."

Master Xuanling did not say anything, and obviously agreed with this decision.

When the Bishui Sect was opening up new land, they chose to establish a market in Yunmeng Mountain because they discovered a second-level spiritual vein at the foot of the mountain.

The same is true for the markets established by Youhuang Valley and Tianyang Sect.

It now appears that the spiritual veins beneath the three major market towns are one and the same as the ruins under the Zhanyun Mountain.

Therefore, the spiritual vein under the market town would only appear to be at the second-level level.

As the three sects tried to break the restrictions of the Zhanyun Mountain one after another, the spiritual energy was disturbed. The broken spiritual veins were flushed by the spiritual energy of the main vein and recovered to the third level in an instant.

The three Jindan Zhenren were guarding three directions respectively. They seemed calm on the surface, but their minds were full of wandering thoughts.

The three of them were all focused on the ruins, and didn't pay too much attention to the problems of the independent cultivators in the market town.

There are foundation-building cultivators leading the market town, and there are hundreds of disciples within the sects. Most of the independent cultivators can only stay in the market town obediently.

After all, only a few people can escape into the wilderness, and there are vast mountains and wilderness blocking the way, creating numerous difficulties and dangers.

How can a casual cultivator at the mere Qi training level cross thousands of miles of miasma-filled wilderness?

He really thinks he is the child of destiny.

Mobilizing the sect's disciples to hunt him down was just to be on the safe side.

A real dragon jumped out of a loach. You are in ancient times.

Times have changed, my friend. Loaches are still loaches, and small fish cannot cause any trouble.

…

Anwen Mountain.

Shen Lian looked out at the sky.

Finally it was confirmed that he had watched it in vain.

You can only roughly see the miasma surging in the distance, and you can't see more.

Although he couldn't see the scene, he could guess that it was definitely in the direction of Yunmengfang City.

It’s just that the range of this fluctuation is too wide. He can still sense it even though he is thousands of miles away.

Soon, Shen Lian's figure disappeared into the jungle.

Returning to the cave and looking at the swarms of black-horned ants, I felt that the time had come.

Over the past six months, most of the first-grade low-quality monster corpses purchased from the market were fed to these monster ants.

After his training at all costs, the number of demonized black-horned ants under Dahei has reached more than 260, among which more than ten are comparable to the first-level Qi training cultivators.

These black-horned demon ants took control of the ant nests within a five-mile radius of Anwen Mountain.

Although an ant is small in size, its numbers are too large to withstand the force of an individual ant. There are traces of ants moving everywhere in the mountains and forests.

Through Dahei, he controls the black-horned demon ants, and the black-horned demon ants control the surrounding ant nests. Shen Lian is always observing the movements nearby.

Raise ants for half a year and use them for a lifetime.

The real test has arrived.

With this batch of black-horned demon ants as a base, it's time to send them out to explore the way ahead.

“Hiss—”

Dahei crawled in front of Shen Lian, wagging his tentacles in a flattering manner.

Shen Lian knocked on its hard horn.

"Go, gather all your descendants and get ready to start work."

“Hiss—”

"Work hard, and the master will find you a beautiful witch in the future to improve the ugly appearance of your offspring."

“Hiss—”

Dahei was stunned for a moment, and his two tentacles shook like rattles in excitement.

As if it was energized by chicken blood, it screamed at the other black-horned demon ants.

“…”

Under Shen Lian's arrangement, the black-horned demon ants divided into more than ten teams and began to march towards the northern jungle, searching for exploration sites and the presence of demon beasts along the way.

…

Ten days later.

In Qianyun Mountain.

The spiritual energy of the two figures dissipated, and they moved hurriedly through the woods.

"Hurry up, the monks from the Bishui Sect are about to catch up."

…

Hiss——

From a broken dead tree in the distance, a head with long black horns appeared, with two dangling tentacles colliding with each other under the horns.

He lowered his head, dug the soil on both sides and drilled deep into the earth.

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