Can there be any good people among the cultivators who come to Lingze Ancient Land?

In the words of Master Shen, they all have lives on their shoulders. According to the rule of life for life, no one would be innocent if they were all killed, including him.

Every one of them came here to seek opportunities. Like sharks smelling blood, they swarmed towards Xuan Yuanluan.

Not only did he come himself, he also called on his friends, brought his family, and even called on cultivators who were far away in other places in the Lingze Ancient Land and had not noticed the commotion to come along.

“Clang, clang, clang!”

In a chaotic area suspended in the air, silver light flashed and after a clanging and buzzing sound, Gong Jingzhi rushed out from the space barrier that enveloped her, but the four people including Huang Youdao who she had been chasing had disappeared.

"who!"

There was murderous intent in her beautiful eyes. If it weren't for this sudden space blocking their way, these four people would not have been able to escape. There must be someone helping them.

"Master, this space was created artificially, and these four people have helpers."

The jade hairpin turned into a swimming dragon that circled around, fiercely cutting the previous space fragments into ruins.

Gong Jingzhi also had a gloomy look on her face. She had thought that coming down from the Haotian Realm would be a piece of cake, but she had not expected that a few people in the late stage of the Refining Void Realm would dare to pretend to obey her but actually disobey her.

"Master, quickly check the four pieces of the token."

Without the jade hairpin spirit saying anything, Gong Jingzhi had already started checking.

"This is not right, how can it be scrap metal!"

"These four guys deceived you!"

Gong Jingzhi examined the fragments in her hand one by one. She recalled the previous scene. These four fragments had never left her perception since they caused the strange phenomenon, and finally fell into her hands. During this period, she was confident that they had not been replaced.

"Master, be careful, there is a scam. The monks from the lower world are really rude."

After collecting the fragments, Gong Jingzhi turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the entrance to the secret realm.

…

The black pupil-shaped eyeball suspended in mid-air, with runes restrained, emitted a corrupt and desolate black gas, forming a sea of ​​black gas covering an area of ​​several hundred miles.

At this moment, several nearby monks have been attracted here.

"Everyone, for the safety of all of you fellow Taoists, I can't care about my own safety. I will explore the way for you first."

A man as strong as a tower, with a shiny black light emitting from his whole body. The mountains trembled when he took a step. It was obvious that he was a man of strong physique.

"Santa, what the hell do you want?"

Some people ridiculed.

The opportunity has just appeared, and who wouldn't want to seize the chance? Otherwise, when the old guys who have reached the perfect level of refining emptiness and are wandering around the ancient land of Lingze come, they might not even be able to get a sip of soup.

According to incomplete statistics, there are at least ten cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection of the Refined Void stage wandering around Lingze, and these are only the active ones.

There are more cunning old guys than real guys. They pretend to be little white rabbits in the middle or early stages of refining emptiness and plot against people everywhere. The good atmosphere of humility and purity in the world of cultivating immortals has been spoiled by them.

Many of the cultivators in Juntian Realm who were approaching the twilight years of their lives would choose to come to Lingze to try their luck. What if they were the lucky cultivator who obtained the spiritual object that protected them from disasters? These guys, who had only a few days left to live, had very bold dreams.

“Swoosh!”

At this time, a thin shadow as thin as a bamboo pole came from a distance, stepping on a magic sword and rushing directly towards the black ball.

“Buzz!”

The sword energy rushed into the black mist, and before it touched the black ball, countless spiritual bans exploded in an instant. The rebounding energy dissolved the sword energy, knocked Taoist Fellow Ma Gan out, and rolled in the air into a pool of water in the distance.

Puff, puff, puff! Several other figures were also hit by the rebound of the spiritual ban and were blasted away one by one.

There were some monks who did not believe in evil and rushed towards the black ball again relying on their own strength. They performed a body protection technique that was like armor and rushed towards the black ball again.

In an instant, a long, hazy river rushed out from the round black ball. The rushing water went straight through the protective armor and rushed into the monk's body.

"ah!"

A scream rang out immediately, and the cultivator's magic power collapsed, as if someone was strangling his neck. A feeling of suffocation emerged, and his whole body was torn into pieces by the long river. His flesh immediately broke into several pieces, and all his blood and essence were sucked dry in the blink of an eye.

"Wow..."

This scene frightened the monks who were trying to rush forward so much that they retracted their feet one by one.

He is a pioneer for everyone and has set an example. Please remember him.

"The secret realm should not be opened yet!"

There was a monk who felt that he was knowledgeable. After looking at him for a while, he shook his head and spoke. Looking in the direction of the voice, the monk who spoke had a beard that hung down to his abdomen, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked very old. He was leaning on a cane in each hand.

"I say, old man, since you are in this state, why don't you find a quiet place to spend your remaining years?"

Not all the cultivators lingering in the ancient land of Lingze know each other, and some of the acquaintances are useless because everyone is proficient in the skill of changing their identities, and disguising themselves is child's play.

Due to the brutal fighting and too many enemies, many monks have improved their skills in disguise. Various secret methods have emerged one after another, and changing appearance and aura have become basic means.

"Ahem... Cultivating immortals requires perseverance. I still have three hundred years to go before my death. I want to try again. I want to die on the road to immortality."

At this moment, a sound of breaking air was heard, and the breath was as surging as the ocean, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

When Gong Jingzhi returned, she saw more than a dozen figures appearing outside the black ball and couldn't help but frown.

"What a plump woman..."

On a suspended hill, a petite demon cultivator wearing a black robe was watching Gong Jingzhi coming from afar, feeling as if there were bugs crawling in his heart.

But he is not stupid, he cannot afford to offend such an aura.

"court death!"

Across hundreds of miles of void, Gong Jingzhi, who was already angry, immediately caught the gaze of the short monk on the top of the mountain. The jade hairpin made a buzzing sound, and in the blink of an eye it crossed hundreds of miles of void and landed on the top of the mountain.

She had seen this kind of disgusting look too many times.

A scream was heard from the top of the mountain. The short monk was directly hit by the jade hairpin, which rolled out drops of black water as thick as a mountain, immediately crushing the monk into a ball of blood mist.

ah……

The sudden change frightened the monks present so much that they lowered their heads and looked submissive.

The short monk just now was at least in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm. He turned into a bloody mist without even a ripple.

Gong Jingzhi flew in from the sky, with her eyebrows raised and eyes full of murderous intent. Wherever she looked, the cultivators there lowered their heads, as if to say "you can't see me, you can't see me".

"snort!"

With a cold snort, the monks present trembled suddenly.

"Ah, Lingmu Fairy Palace!"

After a few breaths, a cultivator quietly raised his eyes and suddenly found that the female cultivator in a black dress suddenly had a spiritual wood mark on her body. Who in the fairy world dared to pretend to be a cultivator from the Lingmu Fairy Palace?

A purple light flickered in the black ball spiritual barrier. After sealing the spiritual barrier, Shen Lian directly took over the entrance spiritual barrier. No one expected that only a dozen people could create such a wonderful drama.

To be honest, this woman is really pretty.

The four pieces of the veil have now fallen into the hands of this elder of the Immortal Palace. As for the four cultivators Huang Youdao, Wangshu, You Shifang, and the little boy...

Shen Lian sent them away temporarily.

The passage to the secret realm has been occupied by him. The three authentic disciples of the secret realm, Huang Youdao, are of no use to them. Let's go back to the Huai River for the time being.

There was no way. Shen Lian was scared, so he decided to run away as distance would give him a sense of security.

The Huai River is separated from Lingze by mountains, rivers, and an endless sea of ​​stars. It would take fifty or sixty years to travel through a wormhole and transfer to a flying boat. I don't believe that the old guy in the secret realm can summon four people back from such a long distance.

No matter what ideas you have, I am beyond your scope of ideas.

If he could still sense Huang Youdao and the other three at such a long distance, Shen Lian would just admit defeat and explode his clone without saying a word. He would then run away. From then on, Lingze would be his forbidden area before he reached the Mahayana stage.

Looking out through the black air, the scene outside was very interesting. A palace elder suppressed the remaining monks so much that they lowered their heads and behaved themselves. They were so honest that they dared not look around.

Gong Jingzhi repeatedly used the jade hairpin to cut through the black air, but was blocked by the flickering long river spiritual ban.

Shen Lian also sensed that the woman quietly took out the fragments from her sleeves. In order to match this round and beautiful woman, he deliberately activated his spiritual ban to make it flash.

Long rivers flow out from the black ball, and flowers of the other shore bloom along the river banks.

"Master, it is useful."

The spirit of the jade hairpin cried out in excitement and appeared in Gong Jingzhi's spiritual perception. Inside the sleeve of her long skirt, Gong Jingzhi held the fragment in her hand and quietly observed the changes in the spiritual ban.

"Master, please try it quickly. While there are not many monks here, please enter the secret realm as soon as possible."

The next moment, the jade hairpin turned into a three-foot size and evolved into a spherical shield of dim light. Gong Jingzhi released a wisp of sword energy to cut through a piece of black fog and rushed towards the direction of the black ball again.

This scene suddenly made the people who had just lowered their heads and looked submissive excited. They surged with magic power and prepared to follow the boss's footsteps into the secret realm.

However, the moment Gong Jingzhi rushed into the ocean of black fog, surging mist surged out from the suspended black ball, and streams of decayed and lifeless air surged out, directly blasting the woman out.

Upon seeing this, everyone who had been ready to fight lowered their heads again.

"Master, it seems that the entrance to the secret realm has not yet been opened."

After being pushed out by the black gas, water mist rose from Gong Jingzhi's body, blowing away the black gas that was corroding her magic power and vitality. She had no choice but to wait.

The four fragments were not fake. Were the four guys really scared, or did they hide in the dark and try to fish in troubled waters? With this thought, Gong Jingzhi's murderous intent once again lingered in his heart. Several monks from Xiajuntian still wanted to plot against him. Damn it.

Boom! At this moment, a roar sounded in the distance, and a heavy, vast, earth-colored airflow came over like a mountain.

"Where is the opportunity!"

The roar was like thunder, spanning thousands of miles. In the earth-colored airflow, one could see a strong man as big as a mountain, like a man with eight arms, striding towards them. The wind he raised with his breath whistled like thunder.

"Wanxiang Mountain!"

…

"How could I forget about you?"

Looking at the cultivator who was running towards him with tremendous momentum, Shen Lian also realized how he had forgotten his other home.

Someone came to Wanxiangshan’s home.

Lingze is the place where spiritual creatures that can protect people from disasters are most likely to appear. How could Wanxiang Mountain not send cultivators to take charge?

Here, Wanxiang Mountain directly set up a branch hall for external affairs, with Elder Neishan personally serving as the hall master.

Look, that’s the fellow in front of you with eight arms each carrying a big iron hammer, the sixth-order perfect physical cultivator, the inner mountain elder Wang Yuanba, nicknamed Eight-Armed Hammer.

When the hammer came, the monks from all directions changed color.

The eight arms that this cultivator grew were actually the magical Eight-Armed Mysterious Sky Hands derived from his physical cultivation.

"Haha... what a chance!"

Wang Yuanba came over carrying a sledgehammer, his eyes fixed directly on the black ball. As for the figures of other cultivators outside the black ball... he didn't see them.

"Send me some people, this is my Wanxiang Mountain!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the monks present turned black.

You, Wanxiangshan, are too overbearing in your actions.

But Wang Yuanba didn't even look at the monks present, and he raised his hammer and smashed it towards the direction of the black ball.

The huge hammer head was like a mountain, forming eight hammer shadows in the air, which smashed down continuously. The terrifying pressure directly blew up the ocean of black gas outside the black ball, but long river-shaped spiritual bans appeared on the black ball, which suddenly pushed the falling hammer head up in mid-air.

The long river roared, and the endless energy came in waves. After a few breaths of stalemate, Wang Yuanba was directly flipped over and smashed into the void on the side.

"What a powerful spiritual ban, haha... I declare that for the safety of all fellow Taoists, I, Wanxiangshan, can only disregard my own safety."

After somersaulting to his feet, Wang Yuanba glanced around.

"To stop Wanxiang Mountain from obtaining the original spiritual objects is to stop the birth of the second generation of Hedao in Wanxiang Mountain. To stop the birth of the second generation of Hedao in Wanxiang Mountain is to destroy the entire family of Wanxiang Mountain."

"The hatred of exterminating a family is irreconcilable!"

"This elder is right here, come on, let me show you if I want to beat you up."

"snort!"

A faint voice swept around, dissolving Wang Yuanba's aura into nothingness.

Wang Yuanba threw the hammer away and clasped his hands together like a gorilla, bowing, "So you are a cultivator from the Immortal Palace. I also know all the Immortal Palace envoys in Juntian. I have never seen a fairy as beautiful as you, so extraordinary."

For a moment, everyone was stunned. What did they hear? The big black monkey from Wanxiang Mountain actually said two beautiful words.

Just one foot you said that the hatred for the extermination of the family was irreconcilable, and the next foot you knelt down and licked the Immortal Palace. You really deserve to die.

"Please don't blame me, fairy. I was talking about them just now. Fairy, you can enter the secret realm if you want."

"How can we in Wanxiang Mountain have any grudges against the Immortal Palace? We in Wanxiang Mountain are determined to learn the way of cultivating immortals from the Immortal Palace."

At this moment, Wang Yuanba turned around and kicked the disciple who followed him, muttering softly, "Quickly summon all the fellow disciples nearby, and send a message to the elders of the sect, saying that Wanxiang Mountain has encountered another vengeance to exterminate our clan."

"Elder, has it really come to this?"

The disciple who came with him was like a smaller version of Wang Yuanba. Over the years, the Wanxiang Mountain's family annihilation feud had, according to incomplete statistics, occurred more than 3,000 times.

But there was no great gain every time.

"Idiot, just do as I say. You know nothing."

Wang Yuanba's eyes were fixed on the suspended black ball. He knew with one strike himself that an ordinary Great Perfection of Lianxu could be directly shattered into blood mist by his Eight Hammers magical power.

But just now he had even used the Eight Hammers Technique, but was still knocked out by Ling Ban.

This shows that the pressure of the spiritual restriction at the entrance is extremely strong, and it is not something that a second- or third-rate cultivator can break. The spiritual restriction at the entrance is so strong, there might be some treasure inside.

I have been searching for spiritual creatures in Wanxiang Mountain for too long. No matter whether there are any in this secret realm, I will do whatever I can to find them.

At worst, it was just another disappointment. Over the years, hasn't Wanxiangshan been disappointed enough times? This time wouldn't be a big deal.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuanba glanced at the woman from the Immortal Palace in the distance. This woman didn't look like a good person. Most likely, she was not a cultivator from the Juntian Realm. She might be a cultivator from the Haotian Realm who came down to guard this secret realm.

What was there in the secret realm that could attract a cultivator from the Haotian realm to come down in person? The possibility of a spiritual object that could protect one from disasters increased by another three points.

In short, he felt that it was impossible for the immortal palace monks to attack without reason.

There are too many people here. Once we enter the secret realm, the elders of the Immortal Palace will die if they want to steal the spiritual objects.

Wang Yuanba grabbed his hammer and felt the burning breath on his palm. How could a soft and tender woman feel anything like the hard hammer? He wondered if she could still scream after eight blows from him.

…

"Master, this guy is so strong and speaks so well."

In the jade hairpin, there was a girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with big sparkling eyes, but she reacted quickly.

"Master, be careful of this sturdy fellow. Your last Taoist companion was similar to this one, strong as an ox, thin as a stick, and full of evil tricks."

"However, I think they don't dare to offend our Lingmu Immortal Palace. We just need to be careful of them in the secret realm. If they want to obtain spiritual objects without the token, they can just dream on."

…

As time went by, more and more monks gathered in the Xuanyuan chaotic land.

It is said that the ancient land of Lingze is the place in Juntian Realm where spiritual creatures that can protect against disasters are most likely to appear. That is what they say, but in such a long time, where have we seen any spiritual creatures that can protect against disasters appear?

These old guys just wanted to die unwillingly, so they came to Lingze to try their luck, hoping for an opportunity that was almost impossible to come.

However, since the hammers of Wanxiang Mountain have moved, some old guys have been attracted.

They were not sure if there were any spiritual objects that could protect them from disasters, but the appearance of the monk from Wanxiang Mountain could give them some more confidence.

In short, all the monks from Wanxiang Mountain have come, so let’s come too.

All over the land of Xuanyuan, figures were either sneaking around or forming gangs, occupying the hilltops in all directions. In the void, they were looking at the black ball floating in the air.

It’s not that there are no cultivators who want to take shortcuts. Since the noise comes from dozens of areas below, they will try to look for it down there.

But after some investigation, it was discovered that, while it was true that the black airflow had penetrated more than a dozen areas, the holes were covered by dense black runes, and the source was the suspended black ball.

Runes flickered on the surface of the black ball, and mist rolled, constantly forming a situation where energy collapsed inside, which was obviously the entrance.

One after another, cultivators tried, but were all overturned by the spiritual restrictions released by the black air.

On this day, a flying boat came from the sky, with a large flag with the words "Wanxiang Mountain" on it fluttering, making the monks gathered around look unhappy.

There have been seven large and small treasure ships and flying boats arriving in and out of Wanxiang Mountain, and there are more than thirty disciples in the sect who have reached the level of refining emptiness.

Boat after boat, are you done with Wanxiang Mountain?

The flying boat came close to the Eight-Armed Hammer, and a monk with a curly beard and a tall crown floated out from it.

"Yuan Tianli, the second-ranked elder of the Wanxiang Mountain Inner Sect!"

Seeing another cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of the Refined Void Stage appear in Wanxiang Mountain, the eyes of the cultivators present collided in the air.

Wanxiang Mountain is a troublemaker. There is no secret realm in Juntian Realm that is not involved with this mountain.

This holy place is even more shameless than any gang. They have no dignity left and are trying to steal food from small families.

Is this shameless? It's stinking shameless!

After Yuan Tianli arrived, he flew towards the black ball with his hands behind his back, and circled around the black ball several times. His spiritual sense continued to sense the fused spiritual ban.

"Wait a little longer. The forbidden spiritual runes here are weird. I'm not sure."

Seeing that the inner mountain elders of Wanxiang Mountain were standing by calmly, the other cultivators could only wait. Some of them did not believe in evil and tried to forcefully impact the black ball, but were then knocked away in a spin.

This wait lasted for more than 20 years.

大家都等的不耐烦了，宫静芝不断在裙袖中拿出残片，每一次都能感应到灵禁生出波动，可入口就是不开。

你说这什么破信物。

身在黑球内的沈炼，本命符阵盘和入口灵禁融为一体，小心的探查着秘境内的情况。

他都不着急，外面这些道友着急个什么劲。

黄泉灵禁进来之后，下方就是一条深邃无比的通道，通道的四周徘徊着蜿蜒黄泉长河印记，还布满了摇曳的彼岸花纹。

穿过这条通道后就进入了秘境之中。

“这处秘境太大了，我若不进去的话，想要完全掌控不现实。”

“……我就算是进去，想要完全掌控也不现实……恩恩额，我为啥要进去……自投罗网。”

经过这些年的小心察觉，沈炼已经确定洞口处的黄泉灵禁，和秘境内的其他灵禁是一个整体的。

但想要将如此大范围的秘境内灵禁阵法都掌控在手，根本不现实。

实话说，若不是时间太久腐蚀了一部分灵禁，他连入口这处黄泉灵禁都不容易掌控。

“这些都是七阶灵禁，秘境内应该没有七阶合道，不然的话这些灵禁不可能困住这般强者。”

“没有七阶合道，并不代表着没有危险，这些灵禁破碎之处足以扫平任何七阶以下的生灵。”

对于自己的定位，沈炼还是很清楚的，他是已经媲美了七阶合道不假，可也只是初入单一、小规则的合道修士，毕不是真正的合道修士。

这秘境连入口都是七阶灵禁，说明鼎盛之时必然是有七阶的，至少在黄有道四人体内留下太岁印记的手段就是七阶秘术。

“有什么嘛，我沈某人就不进去了！”

符阵盘上紫光灼灼，除了显化出了黄泉灵禁的模样外，还在一点点的推衍着其他灵禁阵法的样子。

这是沈炼根据一点点的探知后，对秘境深处的阵法灵禁进行复原之作，虽说无法将整体灵禁掌控，可是恢复和推演出一部分灵禁还是可以的。

到时候根据自己的推衍，有把握的地方就让弥虚子去闯一闯，没有把握的就避开。

查探秘境禁制的岁月过的很快，二十多年又过去了，不知道外面道友心情如何，反正沈炼过的很充实，已经推衍出了好几个带有灵禁的地方。

淮水之地。

五道身影风尘仆仆的落入了一处山水相间之地。

小凤抬手间将一座大阵布置了起来，这是一座六阶上品的洞玄岐灵阵，开辟出来的阵法空间更加的稳固。

黄有道四人分别飞入了阵法空间之中，相隔很远的拉开了距离，一缕法力萦绕在四人丹田的位置，稍有异动丹田内布置的灵禁就会自毁。

安顿好了四人后，小凤将阵法做了隐藏，自己就守在了外面，一旦有什么情况发生，就会将阵法引爆。

丹田加阵法双重毁灭。

……

“总算是跑到钧天境边缘了。”

感应到黄有道四人安定下来，洞悉秘境灵禁阵法的沈炼，心略微松了一点点。

在入口处守了数十年，外面的道友都等急眼了。

瞧瞧，炼虚圆满都有十四位。

不愧是灵泽古地，老修们的终极归途。

不过除了万相山的两位，还有仙宫的宫长老外，剩下的十一位修士都老迈的不成样子，一个个都是颐养天年的寿数了，还不服老的来拼一把。

“放几个人进来呢？”

沈炼开始思索起来，目前秘境内他能探明灵禁处一共有三个，这三个地方他也不知道是什么地方，只能到地方去印证。

这种情况下，万一里面真有老怪，再让弥虚子自己进去的话，那就太过于显眼了。

所以，还是要多放几个人一起进去，这样也好浑水摸鱼。

但人又不能放进去太多，免得横生枝节。

秘境入口搞出了这么一个只能进不能出的灵禁路，还有这么大的动静，正常来说必然会吸引不少炼虚修士前来。

除了黄有道四个身上有印记的，还额外吸引其他炼虚修士做什么？ 血祭？吞噬？

沈炼也是参悟了三转血道的，血道规则除了有可以增加自己精气的作用外，还有一个作用就是可以吸收其他修士的本命精华为己用。

秘境之中会不会有一波枯骨一样的家伙，正在嗷嗷待哺，眼巴巴的等候新鲜的血肉进食。

这种情况下，进去的修士越多奉献的血肉就越多。

“嗯，宫长老是一定要进去的，不然这个残片就白给她了，战力也可以，若秘境有什么老家伙还能是主力打手。”

“万相山的也进一个。”

就像是坊市购买灵物一样，沈炼开始挑挑拣拣起来。

最后选定了二十四位炼虚后期、圆满的修士，至于其他凑过来想要进来的修士，就当自费游了吧。

“弥虚子分身在明，我暗中掌控阵法灵禁，开干！”

……

“人呢，人呢，人呢！”

庞大的肉球翻滚冲击，一股股黑气形成了黑云翻滚，怒斥声不断在附近回荡。

黑气升腾之后，冲击到了上方坠落的锁链上，引动了钟声咚咚作响，一道道雷霆劈落下来，击的肉球爆开团团血雾。

庞大的肉球被雷霆撕裂，露出腐烂腥臭的血肉，很快就又修复如初，接着又被雷霆撕裂，如此循环往复已经不知道多少次了。

“太岁印记气息怎么消失了，我已经感应不到了。”

“我也感应不到了。”

“为何活物都没有进来？”

肉球中的声音接连响起，声音中带着不解还有愤怒。

“难道是被察觉到了？”

“不可能，幽轮太岁乃是七阶灵药，又用你我身上的血肉滋养过，除非是七阶合道，就凭万年前那几个人根本不可能察觉到印记的存在。”

“那什么气息感应不到了。”

肉球中的声音变得寂落下来。

困在这里它们哪里清楚外面发生了什么。

“孽障，都是你！”

沉寂了许久之后，肉球突然裂开，一道粘稠腥臭的血污喷发而出，朝着上方悬挂着古钟轰去。

钟声嗡鸣，漫天银光闪电倾泻而下，将血污击溃在了半空中，接着又噼里啪啦的朝着下方劈落下来，引起了肉球中神念波动怒骂。

电光闪烁之间，驱散了一团团黑色的雾气，露出了四方形若利剑一般的塔楼。

塔楼呈现枯白之色，龟裂的纹路中渗透了黑色痕迹，高大若山峦。

每一座塔楼顶上都有垂落一条粗大如雷龙的锁链，一共四条锁链从四座塔楼顶端垂落下来，中间将一口大钟系住。

再往外，是一方广袤的山野大地，只不过地域枯寂，毫无草木生机，更远的方向可以看到破碎的虚无空间，一点点在吞噬着四周边缘。

各处区域不时闪烁出灵禁，有些地方灵禁若塔楼，有些横亘如长蛇，但没有一处完好无损的，多多少少都显露出了破碎状态。

破碎的灵禁在虚空碰撞，不时造成一片火花四溅的场景。

……

“凭什么不让我进！”

入口处，一声怒吼，一道黑袍身影冲向了显化出来的长河灵禁位置，直接就被卷起的浪花卷到了一边，身上的法力快速的分解。

不甘心的黑袍连续尝试数次，每一次都被轰飞出去。

这种场景不止这一位修士，四周不少修士都尝试着冲向黑球入口，可明明已经衍生出往里内陷漩涡的黑球，却将他们挡在了外面。

不信邪的众人，不断的尝试不断的被弹飞出来。

之前叫嚣着要独霸秘境的万相山门人，在看到如此多炼虚后期、圆满修士后，也选择了无视之前的话语。

他们万相山是莽是莽了点，可又不是傻。

可没想到秘境入口还看人下菜碟，有些人能进，有些人不能进，就像是有人刻意在看着一样，你说气人不。

……

“八臂锤锤，你实力强大，还是自家人，去那边趟一趟，待我成了合道一定重用你。”

掌控着入口灵禁的沈炼，早就将黄泉禁路的诸般灵禁吃透了，此刻直接选定的人手，开始了较为精准的定点传送。

秘境内地域广袤，存在灵禁的地方很多，他就吃准了其中三个地方，剩下的地方就不清楚了。

不苦一苦其他道友，难道自己亲自去？ “宫道友，巾帼不让须眉，这地方气息有些诡谲，你去瞧瞧。”

“这位老丈，胡须一大把了，给你安排一个轻快点的地方。

“你去……”

秘境广袤，虽说没有完全查探清楚，可沈炼也感应到了秘境最深处的位置气息最难以窥探，只能感觉到有雷霆气息涌动。

这地方暂时先放一放。

“秘境探寻，现在开始！”

沈炼悠悠开口，不打一打他怎么能更快的感应到剩下的灵禁？

“先去那座塔！”

After arranging positions for other fellow Taoists, Shen Lian naturally would not treat himself unfairly and selected a place for Mi Xuzi where spiritual objects were most likely to appear.

Most of the sect's tower-shaped buildings are related to scripture libraries and treasure houses, so naturally they would keep the good places for themselves.

Mi Xuzi attacked from afar, turned into a stream of light, and rushed into the black ball channel in the horrified eyes of many cultivators, causing the eyes of many cultivators to turn red.

Why were they able to enter? There must be something fishy going on! After rushing into the black ball, Mi Xuzi suddenly felt his body begin to fall, and the streams of light in front of him began to retreat rapidly.

Seeing Mi Xuzi entering the secret realm, Shen Lian was still a little nervous. After all, this was going deep into the tiger's den, and the clone was also a human being, and he was a very emotional original.

It is really difficult for the cultivators in Juntian Realm to get some spiritual objects that can protect people from disasters. They don’t even have enough for themselves, and there are also cultivators in Haotian Realm coming to snatch them.

Fortunately, I have mastered some of the spiritual bans, and I am between the secret realm and Lingze, so the connection between me and Mixuzi has always remained intact.

Mi Xuzi passed through the Yellow Springs Spiritual Restraint. The spiritual restraint in front of him surged like a tide, dragging his body out of the passage and heading towards the direction of the tower-shaped spiritual restraint.

The reason why other cultivators were able to land precisely where they were supposed to land was all thanks to Shen Lian. Without his control over the Yellow Spring Spiritual Ban, these people would only land randomly.

The Yellow Spring Spiritual Confinement was like a long river crossing the sky, and the surrounding space was twisted and winding. After a dozen breaths, Mi Xuzi staggered and fell out of the Yellow Spring Spiritual Confinement, and then fell downwards.

Boom!

After landing, he stirred up a cloud of dust and rolled several times before he stabilized his body. Ignoring the dust on his body, Mi Xuzi began to calm himself down.

Very good, I am still in touch with you.

“What a huge stone tower.”

After calming his mind, Mi Xuzi looked towards the towering stone tower a hundred miles ahead.

The tower-shaped spiritual ban we saw before was actually the manifestation of the runes engraved on this stone tower. The entire stone tower was in a tilted state, as if it had been hit by an energy shock.

"The Yuanci Ten Thousand Layers Tower!"

After walking around, I found a broken plaque and vaguely recognized the name of the tower.

It was not the Sutra Library and the treasure house, which made Shen Lian a little disappointed.

This is a gravity tower, which should be a place to assist monks in comprehending the rules of gravity.

There is no place specifically designed to assist cultivators in comprehending the power of great rules, even in Juntian Pavilion and Wanxiang Mountain.

He raised his hand, picked up a piece of rubble and rushed into the Ten Thousand Layers Tower. The stone flew in and fell to the ground, and the remaining spiritual ban did not attack.

Obviously, although the spiritual restrictions here were very powerful before, after being destroyed and eroded by time, its power has been reduced to a very low level.

As he raised his hand, he released another puppet figure who walked towards the tower.

After a double check, Mi Xuzi entered the tower. At first glance, the ground was littered with scattered bones. The robes and bones had been piled together. It was obvious that it had been too long and even the flesh and blood had weathered away.

On the ground and walls, various fifth-order and sixth-order gravity-attribute ores are inlaid according to the layout of the formation. Some of them can also be used as auxiliary items for refining seventh-order gravity spiritual treasures.

Mi Xuzi searched all the way and came to the top of the stone tower.

There is a pedestal here, and on top of it is a small hill a hundred feet in size, flashing with colorful magnetic light, forming circles of lustrous fields, which collide casually with the broken spiritual restrictions around them.

"Seventh-level Xuanzhong Magnetic Light Stone!"

Mi Xuzi, who had already felt the breath of gravity, had some guesses in his mind. When he saw the colorful hill, his breathing became heavier.

Such a large piece of seventh-level ore can not only be used to create a gravity magnetic light array, but is also the main material for a gravity-attribute spiritual treasure, which is enough to create a seventh-level gravity-attribute spiritual treasure.

…

at the same time.

In another valley in the secret realm, crackling spiritual restrictions exploded like a long dragon. Heavy water droplets surged around Gong Jingzhi's body, suppressing all the attacking spiritual restrictions. However, the spiritual restrictions from all directions rushed over like an endless stream.

"town!"

The light in Gong Jingzhi's hand flashed, and the jade hairpin quickly turned into a hairpin mountain a thousand feet in size, which suddenly fell down.

Boom! The surrounding void darkened, and the spiritual restrictions in all directions were shattered by the gravity techniques that merged the mountains and rivers.

However, before Gong Jingzhi could react, more broken and endless spiritual bans surged out from the valley, madly impacting the gravity mysterious water, gradually eroding the aura of gravity.

The jade hairpin hummed and emitted countless gravitational lights, sweeping away the spiritual restrictions in the surroundings.

"Master, please leave this valley first. There are too many broken spiritual restrictions here."

But as soon as Gong Jingzhi raised her foot, endless foul air suddenly erupted from the four holes around the valley that had been silent before.

"Why is there foul air here?!"

Gong Jingzhi was shocked. Isn't this thing sealed up in Xia Juntian?

"Master, what the hell is this place? Why is the token not responding?!"

…

“Boom!”

“Boom boom boom!”

"Eight-armed hammer!"

In another place, a rough voice roared, and hammer shadows kept coming down from the sky, smashing the spiritual restrictions on all sides.

The moment the broken spiritual ban dissipated, a long gray dragon of turbid air as big as a mountain rushed out.

"The turbid air takes shape! Upon seeing this, Wang Yuanba's blood and energy, as blazing as the ocean, surged out, and his eight-arm magical power emerged. He swung up the sledgehammer with the force of thunder and lightning, smashing the turbid air waves that were surging in.

But then his body was submerged in the rolling foul air, and he staggered out from the dragon's tail and rushed into the collapsed hall at the end.

A moment later, Wang Yuanba rushed out, holding a large tripod with a broken leg in his hand.

"Damn it, after swinging it for so long, I ended up with a broken tripod."

“Crack!”

Perhaps the shaking was too great, and the connection between the other leg held by Wang Yuanba and the tripod body broke, and the tripod body fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Damn it, you won't even give me a broken tripod!"

…

"Next place!"

Inside the secret realm, Mi Xuzi put away the seventh-order mysterious magnetic stone and headed towards the next place according to the master's instructions.

"Go around this mountain ahead, there is a spiritual ban blocking it."

"It is a hundred feet high, and there are spiritual restrictions above and below."

"We'll get there after crossing this mountain range. The spiritual forbidden area hidden in the mountain might be a treasure trove."

(End of this chapter)