Seeing Elder Zhou's serious and kind look, Lin Huayuan was a little uncomfortable.
No matter how decadent Wanxiang Mountain was, it was still a force of Hedao level. How could it be that they were so harmonious and there was no conspiracy at all? This made Lin Huayuan, who had been suffering from the disease of "there are always some people who want to harm me", a little confused for a while.
Of course, it was just that his thoughts had not turned around. After integrating Lin Huayuan's life and memories, 90% of the memories of more than 20,000 years were related to Wanxiang. The atmosphere of the sect was indeed much better than that of other sects.
How could a united force not have any plans?
In other words, as long as the number of living beings exceeds two, there will be calculations.
There are also conflicts within Wanxiang Mountain. Like Juntian Pavilion, there are also local families, but the competition within the mountain is more healthy and there are many people helping each other.
Similarly, not all people in the mountain are good and friendly. There is still a large number of monks who are as proud as little peacocks spreading their tails.
But these are minor details and cannot hinder the overall momentum of the sect. In Lin Huayuan's memory, the elders in the sect's inner mountains are all respected and virtuous people.
He doesn't suppress his disciples, doesn't engage in intrigue, isn't greedy, doesn't... looks a bit weird.
Of course, if you think Wanxiang Mountain is a pedantic sect, you are totally wrong. The sect will not hold back when it comes to taking action. For example, in a certain destroyed sect, its cultivators are still mining in shackles.
For example, Lin Huayuan himself, he is a native of the Immortal Spirit World, from Zhongjuntian Realm, and is a disciple of the previous generation of the sect who was saved from a disaster.
There are many cultivators like him in Wanxiang Mountain, and the sect is his home.
"Junior Brother Lin, ok..."
Elder Zhou patted Lin Huayuan's shoulder gently. He actually wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it seemed a bit inappropriate.
According to seniority, he is the uncle.
But according to the year of joining the sect, Lin Huayuan joined the sect earlier than him.
When I entered the door, you had already entered.
When I was an inner disciple, you were an inner disciple.
I am now the elder of the inner mountain, and you are still an inner disciple.
Over the years, when he was in charge of the General Affairs Hall, what he often said to his disciples was, "Practice well. The sect has us old guys to support it, and we will need you talented young people to support it in the future."
This statement may be appropriate when applied to other disciples, but it sounds a bit strange when applied to the old disciple Lin Huayuan.
"Nephew, you must practice well."
Sensing Elder Zhou's embarrassment, Lin Huayuan bowed and saluted.
On the road to immortality, the one who is more accomplished comes first. The bow you pay to him now will be made up double when the old tree blooms.
What's wrong with being older? Older people are more stable and have minimum living allowance.
"Junior Brother Lin, please treat Elder Yuan Zhen's Xuan Huang Mountain and River Sword well."
When leaving the General Affairs Hall, Elder Zhou chased out of the door and said something quietly.
Such inheritance of sword treasures is very common in Wanxiang Mountain. Generally, it is the inner mountain elders who are on the verge of death who pass on their natal magic treasures to the younger generations.
After leaving the General Affairs Hall, Lin Huayuan soared into the air.
The sect token contains 2,500 newly acquired contribution points. Together with Lin Huayuan's previous accumulation, the total is 2,760 contribution points.
In addition, there are two kinds of elixirs.
Compared to contribution points and elixirs, the greatest reward is the right to read on the upper three floors of the Sutra Repository for one year. In Wanxiang Mountain, only true disciples have ever received such an honor.
The Sutra Library of Wanxiang Mountain has a total of nine floors. The lower six floors are filled with ordinary classics and materials, while the upper three floors contain the sect's core collections.
However, the Sutra Library was located in the core area of the sect, which was a bit far away. Lin Huayuan flew through the air and arrived at the top of a mountain as tall as a sword.
At the top of the mountain, silver light flickered, and a little bit of spatial force surged to form a sphere.
There was a silver chain similar to an iron rope looming in the spherical silver light, and a hanging basket was hung under the iron chain. After Lin Huayuan fell into the hanging basket, the basket slid into the space along the chain.
The sect occupies a very large area, stretching as far as a continent. Even a Void Refining cultivator would have to fly for a long time, so they had this kind of space chain to assist in travel.
After a few breaths, when the basket emerged from another space light ball, Lin Huayuan had already traveled two million miles.
If he wasn't afraid of attracting other people's attention, he would have stopped to study it.
The Sutra Repository is already part of the sect's core area. Lin Huayuan had been here a few times when he was young, but he hasn't been here since.
This is a basin with lush vegetation, surrounded by a rich vitality. You can also see a long river filled with ochre-colored light, crawling on the ground like a winding yellow snake.
At the end of the long river, there stands an earth-yellow spiritual tree tens of thousands of feet tall, constantly emitting a thick and vast aura. The land near the spiritual tree presents a circular terrain.
This is a Xuanhuang Chongxuan tree that can assist in comprehending the laws of earth and gravity. When Wanxiang Mountain was founded, the ancestor Wanxiang risked his dignity to go to the Lingmu Immortal Palace to purchase it.
It is said to be purchasing, but in fact it is renting. In the fairy world, all the spiritual trees that have reached the sixth level and have given birth to spirituality are mostly related to the Lingmu Fairy Palace.
Wanxiang Mountain is a holy land of Hedao after all, and it has a little advantage when communicating with Lingmu Immortal Palace. Other sects are different. The rental period of a spiritual tree varies.
After the expiration date, you either have to renew the lease or return it to the owner.
This Xuanhuang Chongxuan tree has been in Wanxiang Mountain for 170,000 years. If no next generation of Hedao is born in Wanxiang Mountain, once the ancestor of Wanxiang passes away, it will be time for the Lingmu Immortal Palace to take it back.
"You use someone else's nest to lay your own eggs. You Lingmu Fairy Palace really know how to play."
Spiritual trees grow slowly. After 170,000 years of cultivation, the Xuanhuang Chongxuan Tree has grown from a small sapling to a level close to the seventh level. It has also developed the second-level gravity, earth, and wood rules. The Lingmu Fairy Palace directly harvested it.
After taking one more look at the spiritual tree, Lin Huayuan walked towards a nine-story stone palace in the distance.
Although Wanxiang Mountain's foundation is not as good as Juntian Pavilion, it has collected information for more than 100,000 years. The Sutra Library of Juntian Pavilion was unattainable, but Wanxiang Mountain opened its door to him.
Lin Huayuan landed outside the Sutra Repository, steadied his feet, and then stepped into the main hall.
The furnishings in the hall were simple. In the corner was a wooden couch, on which a monk was sleeping soundly.
After taking a quick glance, Lin Huayuan recognized him. This was the Inner Mountain Elder Lu Tingjian, who was a cultivator in the late Refining Void stage ten thousand years ago.
Being one of the oldest monks in the inner sect also has its advantages. At least you know everyone you meet.
After all, several monks from the same class have become elders, and even more have become deacons.
"Inner sect disciple Lin Huayuan, meeting Elder Lu."
The sound echoed in the empty hall. The sleeping monk turned over and shook his messy hair.
"I've listened, I've listened. When people get old they just like to sleep."
The old man glanced at Lin Huayuan and said, "Please don't blame me, nephew. I was sleeping with my head covered. I didn't mean to say you are old."
“…”
"Hey, it's better to be older. Old people are more prudent. Those guys from the Elders' Council just despise me for being old, and they deliberately threw me here to guard the gate."
These two short sentences almost made Lin Huayuan want to kill him. Without saying anything more, he took out his disciple token.
"Disciple wants to go to the upper three floors to look up some secret techniques."
The sign not only recorded his contribution points, but also stated that he could stay on the third floor of the Sutra Library for one year.
After Elder Lu took the token, a ray of dark yellow light floated out from his palm and covered the token, and then he handed it back.
"Okay, go ahead."
"There are some secret techniques on the upper three floors that are banned. You need contribution points to view them. You can just put the token in and the points will be deducted automatically."
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After grabbing the token again, Lin Huayuan flew up into the air and headed for the hole that had opened above his head. This hole went through the first to ninth levels, but if one tried to break in without permission, he would be killed by the spiritual ban.
After flying to the seventh level in one breath, the dark yellow light on the token made a buzzing sound, and dense spiritual restrictions appeared in front of the empty eyes, melting him into it.
The space is very large. In addition to some wooden frames, there are also suspended light balls. Inside the light balls are jade slips, animal skins, bone books, and a mysterious "Fa Ye" that shines.
Dharma Leaves is a special means of recording techniques, which has the effect of giving people an epiphany.
Most of them are monks who are about to pass away, and they have injected their lifelong skills and experience in magic into the Dharma Leaves.
In this way, the monks can directly use the Dharma Leaf to receive empowerment when practicing, which is equivalent to understanding everything at once, saving a lot of time for comprehension, and moving forward on the path of comprehension of the previous generation of monks.
This kind of "Fa Ye" inheritance mostly appears in the Holy Land of Hedao. Don't be surprised if you see a 3,000-year-old Lianxu. It is possible that you will be initiated directly as soon as you enter the door.
How can a cultivator from a small family compare with others? They have been practicing hard for three thousand years and are still in the Nascent Soul stage. In comparison, they are like heaven and earth.
There was only one 'Fa Ye' here. After a careful inspection, 'Lin Huayuan' discovered that it was a puppet craftsmanship inheritance, and it could only be passed down to the sixth-level middle grade.
Compared to the inheritance of spiritual practice, the inheritance of these skills is a bit difficult. First of all, one must have relevant talent. Otherwise, even if the Dharma leaves are used for initiation, it will only turn out to be a mess.
In addition, the Dharma Leaf is also very difficult to make. Judging from the fact that there is only one Dharma Leaf, it once again proves the decline of Wanxiang Mountain.
Fortunately, there are many annotations related to various practices here. Although it is not as good as directly instilling unearned happiness into the brain, it is still much faster than the monks figuring it out on their own.
From this we can see that directly filling the brain with information is a method that already exists in the fairy world. The skill of filling his own brain is a skill that has been passed down from generation to generation.
According to the character setting, 'Lin Huayuan' first found a volume of 'The Mysterious Explanation of the Dao of Arrays' and read it.
"Notes on Xiushan Formation"
"The various considerations of the Five Elements Sect Protection Formation."
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"Annotation of Qianyuan Great Mysterious Art."
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Lin Huayuan quickly flipped through each annotation and found that there was not just one kind of annotation. All of the annotations had marks left by at least three elders.
Cross-examination and joint review, worthy of being a large sect, also left corresponding annotations in various places for disciples to comprehend.
"Annotation of the process of changes in the five elements of magic power, recorded by the inner mountain elder Situ Shunyu."
In this way, Lin Huayuan flipped through the pages from the seventh floor to the ninth floor. The higher the level, the fewer things there were. However, he did not mind at all. Except for some skills that were too high to exchange, he read through all the other records in the notebook.
After finishing the top three layers, he did not even let go of the lower six layers, and began to look through other classics and manuscripts from top to bottom.
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After staying in the Sutra Repository for two years, Lin Huayuan finally came out of the pavilion. He also spent 500 contribution points to exchange for an "Explanation of the Earth Origin Formation".
The purpose of exchanging the annotations of this formation is naturally to show off.
"Go back and practice in seclusion. Don't come out until you are in the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage. Don't make a sound for 20,000 years. Then I will make a stunning debut for you."
After returning to the Junshi Mountain Cave and activating a defensive formation, Lin Huayuan began his retreat.
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"call!"
"I've searched everywhere but there's no record. It looks like I'll have to find my way on my own."
In Wanxiang Immortal City, Shen Lian took back the main soul and consciousness of his clone. He searched through the Sutra Library of Wanxiang Mountain, but found nothing of what he wanted most.
But to be honest, Wanxiangshan's collection is diverse and all-encompassing, and the various unofficial histories and lost records are simply a magnificent sight.
The unofficial history is quite wild, and the anecdotes are simply unbearable to read. Some say that they slept in the same bed with true immortals, and some say that the ancestor of a certain destroyed Hedao holy land rose to the position by selling ditches.
I didn't find anything about the combination of the three kinds of magic power in the body, but that was expected. If even Wanxiang Mountain had records of the three-in-one magic power that could cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth, it would be too embarrassing.
"With the formation as protection, Lin Huayuan's clone will have no problem protecting itself. After advancing to the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm, it will be able to gradually demonstrate its powerful formation talent. After fighting a few battles with the Demon Sect, it will be able to try to compete for the position of a true disciple."
"The talent I lack has been made up. The only shortcoming is my life span. I still need to continue to practice my physical cultivation. In addition, I will transfer the life force rules I have comprehended to this place. This way, I can make up for the shortcoming."
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Thirty years later.
Junshi Mountain Cave Mansion.
Lin Huayuan, who was immersed in cultivation, suddenly woke up. A flash of purple light flashed in the depths of his pupils, and his eyes were instantly covered by a group of colorful rules.
Then, a mighty aura of magical power surged from his body, causing the entire cave to buzz.
The Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword that fell on the wooden rack nearby made a crisp sword sound, resonating with the sweeping gravity rules.
"Middle stage of Void Refining, second level of Five Elements, Gravity, and Vitality Rules, sixth level upper-grade formation master."
"Lin Huayuan, the future is promising."
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At this moment, an extremely huge giant turtle was crawling in the void starry sea, and the void trembled wherever it passed.
The mountains on the giant turtle are shrouded in a colorful defensive light shield.
In a cave in the corner of the mountain, Shen Liancong also woke up from his cultivation.
There is no time in cultivation, and just thirty years is nothing, but for Lin Huayuan's clone, it was a complete transformation.
The crisis in Wanxiang Mountain is more serious than outsiders see. The battle for the Queshan mine decades ago is still going on. There is obviously some big conspiracy, but a holy place of Hedao will not be overturned by the evil cultivators.
The strength of Huayuan's clone is already enough to participate in it, and with his military exploits he can obtain enough training resources within the sect.
Before he infiltrated Wanxiang Mountain, he wanted to throw Xiao Feng to a suitable place and at the same time verify the operation of the newly comprehended method of One Qi Transforming into Three Purities.
For decades, the Huayuan clone has been operating perfectly, and it has even snatched Xiaofeng's mission away. Even the elders of Wanxiang Mountain couldn't see it, which gave Shen Lian a lot of confidence.
With the example of the Yuan clone as a precedent, the talent requirements for selecting monks can be relaxed appropriately. The only difficulty lies in how to make the monks willingly give up their life to him.
The customs in Wanxiang Mountain are different, and the friendship within the sect is very deep, but that doesn't mean it's the same in other sects.
Either look for someone like Ji Wuxian who has a blood feud, or someone like Hua Yuan who is loyal to the sect, or someone like Xiao Feng, whose consciousness was replaced before it even hatched from the egg.
"Each race must have my clone."
With something on his mind, he naturally had no intention of practicing. Shen Lian stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, looking towards the void outside the domain.
The gorgeous rays of light appeared all around, shining brightly.
The idea of letting clones blend into various races is a bit far-fetched.
However, according to deduction, it is not impossible. If there are enough original spiritual objects as nutrients, it is not impossible to improve the quality of the innate purple light and the talisman array plate.
Besides, the number of ethnic groups is just an approximate number.
There are many races in the fairy world, and many small races don't even have cultivators at the refining level. There is no point in such races sneaking in.
If you want to mix in, you have to mix with the big clans, such as the sea clan, the spirit clan, the demon clan, and the giant clan. Only by getting to a high position in these clans can you get access to useful information and assist you in your journey to success.
"Don't be too arrogant. Take it step by step. Maybe you can start with a famous sect first."
In the territory of Juntian, from Juntian Pavilion and Wanxiang Mountain below, the major human sects include the Tianxing Immortal Sect, the Riyue Sect, and the Fuguang Sect, and the demon sects include the Xiandu Demon Sect, the Zhaohun Cave, and the Tianxiang Sect.
The demon clan has the Cemetery of Ten Thousand Demons and the Scorching Demon Realm; the sea clan has the Sea Spirit Cave and the Sea Clan Imperial Court; the spirit clan has the Seven Flowers Alliance and the Nine Spirits Mountain; the giant spirit clan has the Giant God Mountain.
These materials were dug out by Lin Huayuan from Wanxiang Mountain, allowing Shen Lian to have a more detailed understanding.
At the very beginning, he wanted to let Huang Youdao and others infiltrate the Fuguang Sect and pretend to be alchemy masters. Unexpectedly, they were intercepted by the Lingmu Immortal Palace halfway, and he could only arrange to infiltrate the Lingmu Immortal Palace.
In comparison, Shen Lian found that it was easier to infiltrate the Demon Sect than the Orthodox Sect.
The methods used by the Demon Sect are treacherous, and it is common for them to beat people into unconscious 'living dead', which is quite a bit of black humor.
Of course, forget about the Xiandu Demon Sect. He is absolutely loyal to Wanxiang Mountain and will never make peace with the Xiandu Demon Sect.
Another reason is that the old demon Xiandu, who controls the Xiandu Demon Sect, has not revealed a single hair in thousands of years, and no one knows who he is.
The old demons that were gathered were all desperate criminals recruited from all over Juntian Realm, and several batches have been recruited over the past thousands of years.
Of course, there are also some who have made further progress. For example, the old demon Hunqi was one of the first demons to be recruited. Relying on his strong strength and solid work style, he rose to the position of an elder in the inner mountain.
It has no sect headquarters, no sect disciples, but only the title of the Demon Sect. It was simply created to deal with Wanxiang Mountain.
It's not that no one suspects that this was secretly pushed by some forces behind the scenes.
There are too many sects in the fairy world. Compared with the Xiandu Demon Sect, the Tianxiang Sect is more versatile.
This sect is a great demon sect that combines corpse refining, magic cultivation, and soul refining.
In the relevant information obtained from Wanxiang Mountain, there are extremely detailed records about this sect. There are many refined corpses in the sect, and an industrial chain of selling refined corpses and soul seeds has been formed. Their favorite thing to do is to kidnap the children of other forces.
They will accurately judge the person they are dealing with and when they catch him they will leave a visiting card. If the owner responds quickly enough, they will release him on the same day.
If the family is not as powerful, then I'm sorry, they may kidnap you twice or three times... and finally... the whole family will be refined into soul seeds and put on the shelves, selling them as a family bucket.
Naturally, this style of work disgusted many people. Since the establishment of the Tianxiang Sect, it has been besieged and suppressed more than 30 times in total. However, every time, the people would run into the Tianxiang Cave to hide, and after growing for a while, they would come out again to stir up trouble.
Tianxiang Cave is a crack in the void. No one knows where this crack leads to. Inside is a bloody and filthy place, which is particularly suitable for the practice of magic.
Shen Lian's destination this time was Fu Guang Zong, but wherever he went he would wander around the various immortal cities, buying herbs and also selling some elixirs.
Of course, buying herbs is one of the reasons, but the main purpose is to see if he can buy monster eggs like Xiaofeng's.
The core of the method of transforming one qi into three pure ones is to build a place where the five elements circulate. Xiao Feng belongs to the fire element, and he still lacks the four elements of gold, wood, water and earth to form a big cycle.
It is really impossible to find a living being whose consciousness has been shattered, so you still have to cultivate it yourself.
"Damn it, we can't really infiltrate the Demon Sect."
After looking at the magnificent void outside for a while, Shen Lian lowered his head and returned to the cave.
The conditions for the living beings he needs are very harsh. Compared with the righteous sects, the demon sect is the best at doing this. Not only can they break up your consciousness, they can also light up your sky lantern and extract your soul oil.
"I wonder if Fatty has advanced to the Refining Void stage."
In a flash, Shen Lian thought of his few friends. If Fatty had not advanced to the Lianxu stage, he would have passed away by now.
Why is there no evil sect like the 'Xuanshi Sect' in the fairy world?
We are willing. I will fulfill your last wish and you will give me your body and your true heart.
One of the purposes of going to the Fuguang Sect was naturally to sneak in. The Fuguang Spirit Dew of this sect had a very strong advancing effect on his natal spirit tree, and he also wanted to buy some.
As a guest elder of the Alchemy Hall of Juntian Pavilion, it is reasonable for me to go to Fuguang Sect to buy some Fuguang Fairy Dew. Everything is for the purpose of better refining elixirs and repaying the great kindness of Juntian Pavilion.
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Time flies, and I have been on the road for more than forty years.
Shen Lian practiced while traveling, and whenever he arrived at a large immortal city, he would stop to do some shopping. He also wore the robe given to him by His Excellency Juntian, and paraded through the city.
Of course, no matter how ostentatious he was, he would not go to places with few people, and he had to go to the Great Immortal City near the shipping route. He relied on the signboard of Juntian Pavilion to travel all the way, and actually bought a lot of good things from various shops.
"Take care, Fellow Daoist Ji. Welcome to come again next time."
Outside a tall pavilion, a group of people, from the owner to the shopkeeper, servants, and maids, stood there, smiling as they escorted Shen Lian out the door, looking reluctant to leave.
"Go back."
Shen Lian waved to the group of people with a smile, touched the emblem embroidered on his chest, and then left.
Even if you have walked a long way, when you look back you can still see a group of people standing at the door, greeting you with a smile, which is so sincere and touching.
However, the smile on Shen Lian's face had faded. He quickly left the Immortal City and found a huge ship that was about to set sail outside the city.
"Lingmu Immortal Palace is moving so fast, the search for Xiao Yunxiao has finally made some progress."
"What's wrong with this little Tiandao? He has been baptized by the mortal world for so many years, how can he still have traces of reincarnation?"
It's no wonder that Shen Lian was speechless. The purpose of Lingmu Immortal Palace in looking for Yunxiao's reincarnation was not clear. Although the probability of taking him into the palace for training was very high, there were other possibilities.
Who can tell the fortune of a congenital true spirit that has experienced countless years of baptism in the world after reincarnation? It is true that the Hedao Patriarch cherishes talents, but he may not have other bad intentions.
Don’t think it’s as good as the ancestor thinks. The old guy who is stuck in the Hedao realm is much crazier than those who are stuck in the Lianxu and Huashen levels.
"After all, you have spied on me for so many years. Even if you haven't learned the essence, you should at least learn the basics."
The giant ship roared and slid into the void sea of stars. Shen Lian walked back and forth in the cave. Regardless of anything else, he still had to go because of the matter concerning Yunxiao's reincarnation.
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The land of Xiayu.
Ten Thousand Islands.
The water and the sky are one color, the water is connected to the water, and islands are scattered like chess pieces on the sparkling lake. You can also see schools of fish swimming and shrimps and crabs fighting underwater.
The fairy world is vast, and not every place is a holy place for cultivation.
For example, in this area, the strongest sect within billions of miles has only a few gods, and the overall level of cultivation is not even comparable to that of a small world.
One day, a streak of light shot out from afar, disappeared into the sky, and disappeared into the void.
Beneath the rolling green waves, a silver-gray white stripe jumped up, spit out a bubble and glanced towards the place where the light disappeared.
“This land is too barren.”
There was a wave, and the whitebait sank into the water and mixed with the school of fish.
After dealing with Void-Refining Monks for a long time, I have become accustomed to it and almost thought that the entire fairy world is made up of Void-Refining Monks.
"No, there is a person who has reached the Great Perfection of Void Refining with a combat power of 10,000. I am not his opponent yet. I still need to be prepared. If anything unexpected happens, it would be best to lure him away and trap him."
There are different levels of Great Perfection of Refining Void, and the gap between them is much greater than when one reaches the Perfection of Transformation of the Spirit.
The main reason is the power of rules. Too many cultivators who are stuck in the great perfection of refining emptiness dare not go through the heavenly tribulation of unity with the Dao, but are desperately trying to comprehend the power of rules.
Being able to cultivate to the Great Perfection of Refining Void means that the fusion of magic power and rules is about to reach 100%. With such talent, comprehending other rules is naturally a piece of cake.
In addition, his strength is at the top of the Void Refining Realm, and the spiritual objects he obtains to assist in comprehending the rules are larger than those of other cultivators. His strength cannot be viewed according to common sense.
Before their reincarnation, Huang Youdao and the other two belonged to the lowest level of the Great Perfection of Refining Void, which has a combat power of three thousand.
Previously, the protector of the fake Pei Tianlan had a combat power of 6,000.
The combat power of 10,000 coming from Lingmu Immortal Palace may be a bit overestimated, but the combat power of 9,000 should still be there.
With the support of a powerful force, there are too many advantages, and some things cannot be eliminated by talent in a short period of time.
"Xiao Yunxiao has fought hard for you. If things really can't be done, you can't blame me for being ruthless."
"...At worst, I can wait until I reach the state of Mahayana and transcend the tribulation, and then come back to avenge you."
"All expenses must be charged to your account, and you can add a zero to it when the time comes. No, this disrupts my plan to help Emperor Guangzong. I have to come all the way here, so I have to add two zeros to it."
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There are countless islands in the Wandao Archipelago, some of which are densely packed together and number tens of millions. Some are as big as a small continent. There are fairy cities, demon mountains, and some small sea creatures living in the water.
Although there isn't even a Void Refining cultivator in this area, the various races still fight with each other with great pleasure.
Not only are there fights between different races, but there are also fights in the secular realms controlled by the sects. It is no more peaceful than the places with abundant spiritual energy.
A canoe was suspended in mid-air above the surging water.
Above the canoe, the six-petal green lotus slowly turned, and the lotus pod growing in the center swayed, releasing a green beam of light that went straight into the void.
On the lotus petals, Huang Youdao, Wangshu and You Shifang were sitting cross-legged next to each other, and opposite them was Mi Xuzi who had the same immersed expression.
At this moment, even the black cliff fell on the petals. The hazy light and shadow flickered, and runes continued to emerge from the lotus pod and rushed into the green light in the sky.
The sixth-grade green lotus slowly turned, and the runes derived from it continuously turned into ripples as they rushed into the air, moving in all directions and then merging into the void.
The canoe had been staying here for several months. Many monks passing by had seen it but were scared away before they could get close.
Yin Yihan, who was hanging in the air on the other side, didn't even bother to look at these frightened ants.
He sat cross-legged in the void, with his natal spirit sword placed flat on his knees. He was resting with his eyes closed, and did not look anxious at all.
On the contrary, Feng Xuanchen, who stayed on the canoe, occasionally cast his eyes on the green lotus, and sometimes flew out to drive away some passing monks, looking very dedicated and responsible.
Over the years, they have used the void wormhole to travel to nearly a hundred areas in Juntian. They thought it would be a long task, but they did not expect that in just over a hundred years, they had identified the specific location.
“Buzz!”
In the blink of an eye, three months passed.
The rune spiritual ban that emerged from the sixth-grade green lotus floating above the canoe suddenly made a buzzing sound.
The green power of merit, which had always been in a vertical state, now became distorted and dispersed like smoke in a strong wind, drifting unsteadily towards the southeast.
The moment he noticed the change, Yin Yihan, who had been silent, suddenly opened his eyes and a ray of black light emerged from his hand.
This black light not only does not have the aura of filth and darkness, but instead exudes a hint of holiness.
A black lotus grew out of the black light. Under the urging of the spell, the sacred black light was quickly released, and clusters of flowers appeared in the void and on the water.
The black lotus flowers and lotus leaves stretch for thousands of miles, connecting the sky and the earth, as if emitting endless mystery.
However, it seemed a bit difficult for Yin Yihan to activate this black lotus. The vines growing from under the lotus pierced into his palm, constantly absorbing his blood.
"melt!"
The lotus pond with a radius of a thousand miles rolled up black runes and melted towards the green lotus pod. The black color quickly covered the hazy green light at the edge of the green lotus and began to cover the green lotus leaves.
Feng Xuanchen had already been squeezed out thousands of miles away by the black lotus. He was already used to this scene as Elder Yin had performed it several times.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, there was a bolt of lightning from the blue sky above the void.
Suddenly, lightning exploded with fangs and claws on the top of the sky. The scattered thunder covered an area of thousands of miles like a giant dragon. Most of it fell on the black lotus pond and collided with the derived black runes.
"go!"
Seeing thunder appearing in the void, Yin Yihan opened his mouth and a black and purple light quickly rushed towards the sky.
The purple rhyme was blazing, and it first formed a tortoise-shell pattern with the void. Pale mist grew out of it, covering the black lotus area little by little.
The falling thunder struck the mist derived from the tortoise shell patterns and was quickly melted away bit by bit.
"A spiritual object that protects from disasters!"
Looking at the tortoise shell floating in the air like a small mountain, a hint of greed appeared in Feng Xuanchen's eyes, but it was soon replaced by clarity.
The spirit creatures of the elders in the Greedy Palace died in unknown consequences.
This spiritual object that protects against disasters is covered with traces of post-natal repairs, but the materials used to refine it must be spiritual objects that contain innate spiritual power. Those wisps of white mist were created specifically to offset thunder.
On the green lotus, Mi Xuzi, who was just filling in the gaps, narrowed his eyes and looked at the tortoise shell that appeared in the sky, feeling eager in his heart.
The Gou rich man Lingmu Fairy Palace, has refined a good spiritual object that can protect against disasters into a disposable object that can only offset the disasters caused by thunder and lightning related to merits.
Who still wants to cultivate merit these days? The path is narrowing.
From the green lotus to the black lotus, and then to the purple tortoise shell, these three specially made spiritual objects, combined value is no less than a spiritual treasure of the Dao, and they are used to locate the position of the reincarnated true spirit.
Really rich.
"puff!"
When the black lotus and the green lotus were halfway integrated, suddenly the green rune and the black rune became incompatible, and the green and black light suddenly collapsed.
However, dozens of black wisps of silk seeped into the misty power of merit floating on the green lotus, and fled into the distance when the power of merit dissipated.
There were colorful sparkles in Yin Yihan's eyes, as if there were two crystals stuck in his eyes.
After looking through these two crystals, the sky and the earth turned grayish white, with only dozens of thin black lines leaping into the distance like snakes.
These black lines are invisible to other people. After the black lotus and the blue lotus dissipated, Huang Youdao and his group could only see the dissipating power of merit.
Yin Yihan's positioning method is very simple: cross-position.
After locking onto the Ten Thousand Islands through the Land of Merit, they wandered around these places. This was the third location they had chosen.
Three black lines extend through the intersection, which is the final location.
Leaving the magic treasure suspended in the air, Yin Yihan's sea of consciousness evolved a comprehensive topographical map of the sea area. The intersection of the three black lines overlapped with an island on the map.
"Fuxian Island."
The next moment, his eyes opened and closed, and he gathered the spiritual treasures with a roll of his big hands. These were spiritual treasures specially refined in the palace in order to find the reincarnated Yunxiao spirit.
It would take at least tens of thousands of years for an ordinary Hedao holy land to refine a seventh-tier Hedao spiritual treasure. Oh, the holy lands in Juntian Realm do not count.
A smile appeared on Yin Yihan's lips. He didn't expect that this mission would be completed so smoothly. Once he brought the reincarnated spirit back, it would definitely give him extra points in front of Taoist Tianyuan.
His old rival, who had given him the task, would never have expected a situation like this.
When a cultivator reincarnates, it does not mean that he dies here and is reincarnated there immediately. According to the time of the fairy world, the longest span may be thousands of years.
After reincarnation, one may not be able to awaken from the mystery in the womb immediately, as everything is full of uncertainty.
When accepting this task, Yin Yihan himself had no idea.
The fairy world is so big, who knows where you will be reincarnated. If there is no reincarnation, or if something unexpected happens, this mission cannot be completed.
Unexpectedly, old Yin Ji is a man of destiny, haha…
"Walk!"
Now that the specific location has been determined, Huang Youdao and others naturally don't need to stay on the green lotus, and they return to the canoe one by one.
Mi Xuzi seemed to be recovering, and his mind became more active.
The spiritual energy here is poor, which means that the reincarnated true spirit should not be very powerful. However, since it can be sensed, it should have awakened some of its innate wisdom.
But now these are just speculations. Nothing can be said for sure until we see the real person.
Fuxian Island is one of the ten largest islands in the Wandao Archipelago. There is a sect called Fuxian Sect on the island that has reached the state of spiritual transformation, and there are countless mortal creatures.
The contemporary Fuxian Sect has two Divine Transformation cultivators and dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators.
On this day, the monks inside and outside the Fuxian Sect got up and rang the bell as usual. They had become accustomed to this scene that happened day after day.
Suddenly, a stream of light shot out from afar, and then an unparalleled pressure swept across the entire sect.
The terrifying pressure made everyone in the sect, from the Qi training to the spirit transformation, stunned on the spot, and the cultivators above the Jindan stage all had fear in their eyes.
Someone looked up at the log floating in the air, but unfortunately he couldn't see it clearly. He could vaguely see some tender branches growing on the log.
There were a few hazy figures on top of the log, exuding an overwhelming momentum.
Irresistible pressure from a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm.
For a moment, all the monks present bowed their heads in worship, feeling as insignificant as ants on the roadside.
In fact, Yin Yihan and others on the canoe really regarded this small sect as an ant. Under the pressure, their eyes kept scanning the mountains, rivers, lakes, and towers.
Huang Youdao and others flew onto the green lotus again, stimulated the power of merit in the lotus again, and slowly crossed the Fuxian Island in mid-air.
In the Fuxian Sect.
The spiritual medicine garden is connected to a piece of earth fire pill palace.
Inside the Alchemy Hall, a middle-aged alchemist wearing a robe with green and red patterns was refining an elixir, but the sudden pressure caused the alchemy furnace to explode.
Before he could react, suddenly a ray of hazy green light emerged on his forehead, forming a mark shaped like a jade lake.
In an instant, the jade lake-shaped mark sank into the sea of divine consciousness, evolving into countless hazy shadows, and a ray of green light like a jade belt guarded the entire sea of divine consciousness.
“Found it!”
At this moment, the entire Alchemy Palace dissipated into powder without a breath. Several streams of light fell from the sky and suddenly pounced in front of the middle-aged young alchemist in the Golden Core Stage. They carefully looked at the appearance of this cultivator.
…
at the same time.
"Cheap Senior Brother!"
On the surface of the blue water, a fish jumped out of the water sideways with a "whoosh" sound as if it had a cramp, with wind blowing from its cheeks.
After a long time, the fish's mouth opened and closed.
"You are such a little elf, you have so many tricks up your sleeve. Who did you learn this from?"
(End of this chapter)
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