First, cover yourself with the skin of the Bishui Sect.

Shen Lian tidied himself up quickly, put a breath-suppressing talisman on himself to cover up the sharp aura that had just broken through, grabbed the communication talisman and walked out of the house.

Weng Xia had no other business to ask him but to draw a top-grade talisman to dispel miasma.

His great-grandson Weng He had another mission to do, so he was asked to increase the number of drawings.

Walking on the streets of the market town, Shen Lian used his spiritual sense to sense the empty space near him and could still sense the spiritual energy that had not dissipated.

In the past, even cultivators with spiritual energy had to work hard to absorb it.

But now you can see wisps of floating spiritual energy.

The closer you are to the core area of ​​the market town, the denser the spiritual energy becomes. Especially on Yunmeng Mountain, you can see smoke from afar, which is the spiritual energy that has not dissipated.

Unlike the middle area of ​​the market town, no independent cultivators dare to come to the core area of ​​the market town to practice, and the Bishui Sect's law enforcement team is even guarding outside the commercial street.

As you step into the shopping street, a rich aura hits you.

There was already a spirit gathering array here, but the floating spiritual energy at this time was more than three or four times denser than before the spiritual energy tide.

Shen Lian also understood that this was not a spiritual energy tide. The second-level spiritual vein under Yunmeng Mountain could not cause such a big commotion.

It seems like he has to join the Bishui Sect.

Just get in first.

Inside the Jubao Building.

Weng Xia was busy, and there were cultivators queuing in front of him. Shen Lian took a look at him, gestured with the communication talisman, and walked towards Yunmengfang, the only regular restaurant on the street.

We asked for a private room, ordered some food and drinks and waited for Weng Xia.

It was nearly an hour later that Weng Xia arrived in a hurry.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I didn't expect you to be so busy all of a sudden. It's hard for me to get away."

Shen Lian filled the glass with wine, "Brother, this is too formal."

"I have something to do today, so I want to ask you for advice."

Weng Xia did not show any humility. After drinking the wine, he asked casually, "Brother, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"I see that the market has been a bit chaotic recently, and I feel uneasy. I wonder if your sect will still accept disciples."

"Brother, do you want to join my Bishui Sect?"

Over the past few years, Weng Xia also asked himself whether he had gotten to know Shen Lian to some extent. He knew that this young man was very much a homebody. He would not leave the house unless there was something important to do. He was like a lady from a noble family in the secular world.

The formation is still running at home.

This is not a matter of mental insecurity, it is purely mental paranoia.

"My admiration for the Bishui Sect is as strong as a surging river... When I first started my cultivation journey, I wanted to join the sect..."

Before Weng Xia could speak, Shen Lian continued, "I don't seek to become a formal disciple of the sect. I just want to get a position like you and live a stable life."

Weng Xia drank a glass of wine, smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that the sect only recruits immortal seedlings... Brother, you are almost forty years old, you are not even an old immortal seedling."

"Besides, this is Yunmeng Market... If it were in the sect's location, I could rent the sect's spiritual fields to plant..."

The so-called immortal seedling is a young man who has spiritual roots but has not yet embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

There is a reason why the sect does not accept independent practitioners.

There are many examples in the world of immortal cultivation where recruiting independent cultivators backfired.

The independent cultivators are unruly and cannot guarantee their loyalty to the sect after the loyal training in the initial stage of cultivation.

Coincidentally, Shen Lian really just wanted to disguise himself as a member of the Bishui Sect, get an unimportant position, and run away when he had the chance.

When it comes to loyalty, it cannot be said that he has none at all, but his level of loyalty is certainly not high.

The Bishui Sect had already figured out the routine and established rules in advance, keeping this clever little guy out.

Of course, there are some places that now accept independent cultivators as guest officials, but Shen Lian’s strength and the skills of a top-grade talisman master are not good enough.

He put his thoughts aside and talked to Weng Xia about the spiritual energy tide.

But Weng Xia didn't know the reason either. He only knew that the ground veins under Yunmeng Mountain suddenly became turbulent, causing the leakage of spiritual energy.

Not only Yunmeng Market, but also Nanjiang and Changhe Markets experienced spiritual energy leaks during the same period of time.

The meal took half an hour, and Weng Xia hurried back to work, leaving Shen Lian alone drinking in the room.

"Damn it, where is the trust between people and the sect."

Slamming the wine glass on the table, Shen Lian thought about the feasibility of the next plan.

Plan 2, or plan 3? The blockade order plus the strange phenomenon of spiritual energy surge made it hard for him to believe that there was no connection between them.

…

Lu's pharmacy.

"Daoyou hasn't been here for a long time."

When Shopkeeper Lu saw Shen Lian, he greeted him warmly.

Shen Lian took a look inside the shop and found that only the shopkeeper was there, and the face-chasing girl was not there.

"Shopkeeper, a bottle of anti-miasma pill."

"Fellow Daoist, the price of the Miasma Elimination Pill has increased by two spirit stones."

"The price has gone up?"

"Yes, recently more and more Taoists need the Miasma Elixir, and the supply of elixirs in my shop is running low."

Shopkeeper Lu took out a bottle of miasma-removing pills and placed it in front of Shen Lian.

Shen Lian took out twelve spirit stones, collected the pills and walked out.

He walked around the market town and found that the prices of miasma-removing pills, poison-removing pills, miasma-removing talismans, etc. had all increased slightly.

After shopping in the market, Shen Lian returned to his residence and sat cross-legged in his training room, daydreaming for a while.

After coming back to his senses, he took out the blood-derived soul refining method and a monster.

Practice.

No matter how turbulent the outside world is, insisting on improving our strength is the unshakable development path.

He had finally acquired a secret technique of divine mind, and he had no conditions to be picky.

He brought the monster in front of him. It was a small fox with poor fur color and a burning hole on its head.

Pressing his palm on the fox's head, Shen Lian thought of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Fortunately, the secret method of refining blood and generating souls can directly absorb blood and energy, instead of having to swallow it raw.

The spiritual power gathered in his palm and sank into the body of the fox demon, and wisps of bloody demonic power were stimulated.

Shen Lian began to practice the secret method.

This secret method consists of two steps. First, the blood is refined and transformed into essence and blood in the body, and then the essence and blood are used as nutrients to nourish the spirit.

Strands of blood filled with demonic energy flowed through Shen Lian's palms and gathered into his body. His face became somewhat hideous.

Buzz——

After more than half an hour, Shen Lian was covered with a layer of blood light. He looked like he was possessed by a demon, and even his eyeballs turned red.

Looking inside my body, I saw a bean-sized drop of bright red blood in the area where my heart was.

Shen Lian licked the corner of his mouth and subconsciously wanted to grab the shriveled fox body in front of him and stuff it into his mouth.

The thought frightened him.

He actually had a slight lingering attachment to the smell of blood.

After coming back to his senses, Shen Lian immediately stood up and ran to the talisman-making room, spread out the talisman paper and began to draw the talisman.

During this period, three talismans failed in succession, and black smoke came out of the talisman paper.

It was not until the fourth piece of talisman paper that the Qingxin Talisman was drawn.

A talisman for clearing the mind was pasted on his forehead, and the cool feeling slightly suppressed the bloodthirsty impulse.

Afterwards, Shen Lian made three more Heart-Clearing Talismans and pasted them on his forehead.

“Huff—”

He paced back and forth in the room, and the Qingxin Talisman on his forehead swayed from side to side, making a rustling sound.

Fortunately, his last name is not Ren.

After a long while, the blood red in Shen Lian's eyes disappeared.

"The aftereffects of the blood refining secret method are too strong."

He let out a long sigh, then sat cross-legged and looked around his body. The blood and essence attached to his heart was crystal clear, emitting a strong vitality.

An extremely weak divine thought began to stir in the essence and blood bead.

After he was promoted to the seventh level of Qi training, his spiritual consciousness reached forty-nine feet.

Now, there is indeed a slight increase. Although it is only a few inches, it has indeed expanded.

"Master Demon doesn't even know how to come up with some secret method that will help the harmony of the immortal world."

The previous Five Internal Organs Refining Magical Technique had the potential to break the elixir into an infant, but it required hunting down fellow Taoists and making enemies everywhere, which did not conform to Shen Lian’s prudent central idea, so he had to give up.

But as for the secret method of divine consciousness and the alternative means of cultivation, he was still reluctant to give up this method.

"When I practice in the future, I need to set up a Qingxin Talisman Array to be in the state of demonic possession while remaining clear-headed."

"You can also buy the Calming and Warming Jade and related formations."

Shen Lian quickly came up with a way to deal with the aftereffects of the secret method of refining blood and evolving souls.

He has mastered this secret method.

…

Half a month later.

Shen Lian's spiritual power successfully increased by one foot.

The three monsters in the storage bag were also refined into jerky by him.

Boom boom

On this day, the earth shook.

There was a sound like muffled thunder coming from the depths of Yunmeng Mountain.

The spiritual energy rolled out from underground again, and the spiritual energy near Yunmeng Mountain formed a rolling fog, surging towards the direction of the market town.

This time the surge of spiritual energy lasted for two full days.

The independent cultivators in the market town were overjoyed, grabbing the spiritual energy and sucking it up.

All kinds of rumors are flying around.

A cultivator who went out to look for opportunities revealed that he saw fairy light rising into the sky in the Zhanyun Mountain, and it was suspected that a great opportunity had appeared. Many cultivators could not help but go to investigate.

As long as Shen Lian released his spiritual thoughts a little, he could hear the cultivators discussing the fairy light of Zhanyun Mountain.

He sighed.

I haven't had good luck lately.

In addition to the obvious improvement in his spiritual power, his plan of moving suffered a severe blow.

Since the plan failed, we joined.

Plan 2, which was to attack the foundation of the spirit ship, also failed.

It’s not that Mr. Shen didn’t work hard, but the Bishui Sect’s spiritual ship hasn’t come for a month.

As for plan three, it is to get help from the family monks.

Shen Lian also prepared to use a disguise talisman to create a handsome face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He was not afraid to use his own looks, and was ready to stage a self-directed and self-acted scene of a monk saving a beauty.

But the Lu family's young and inexperienced girl, who should be easy to fool, followed her clan sister to practice in the cave on Yunmeng Mountain.

You said, this this...

Even horses can stumble sometimes.

I can't hold it in anymore.

"There is an ancient relic under the fairy light. The vicissitudes of life there are simply not what our era should have."

“Is this true or false?”

"Of course it's true. The Zhanyun Mountain is cracked. It's a mineral vein with traces of excavation. The ancient city is next to the mineral vein. If you don't believe me, go and see it."

"There is a civilization of cultivating immortals in the wilderness, and it can be traced back to the Middle Ages."

"I heard that the Golden Core Patriarch of the Bishui Sect has gone there."

…

"Medieval ruins."

"Golden Dan Ancestor."

Shen Lian was speechless. These two things combined did not seem stable at all.

My bad words really came true.

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(End of this chapter)