Outside the sect, spiritual light was lingering and rays of light were passing through in all directions.
Ever since the Fuguang Immortal Sect announced to all quarters and the birth of the Fuguang Spiritual Juice, the ancestors and other cultivators of all the major first-rate sects and forces have flocked to the Fuguang Immortal Sect.
A first-rate sect refers to a force under the Hedao Holy Land that has at least one cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of the Refined Void.
Such forces are unevenly distributed in each region. For example, in the area of Huai River, there are only two people who have reached the great perfection of Lianxu, which is already a good place for cultivating immortals.
In the Shangjuntian territory, there are hundreds of areas where there are no cultivators who have reached the Perfection of Refined Void.
If you count them, there are more than a thousand cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection of Refining Void in the Juntian Realm. This number may seem large, but if you look at the entire upper, middle and lower Juntian, it is not so conspicuous.
When a cultivator advances to the realm of Refining Void, his lifespan is 30,000 years. If he can cultivate to perfection in Refining Void, he can borrow at least another 20,000 to 30,000 years of lifespan from heaven and earth.
If we count that one cycle is fifty thousand years, there can be thousands of cultivators who have reached the perfect stage of refining emptiness, which is not a lot.
Moreover, 90% of those who have achieved perfection in refining the void have done so by spending time and honing their skills bit by bit.
A force with a cultivator who has reached the perfect state of refining emptiness at its head is enough to overwhelm the local river basin, but it does not have the ability to spread the sect's reputation throughout Juntian.
Although everyone agrees that those who have reached Perfection in the Void Refining Stage are first-rate forces, the gap between first-rate and second-rate is still huge.
For example, the ancestors who came to the Fuguang Immortal Sect this time are all from top forces such as the Tianxing Immortal Sect, the Sun and Moon Immortal Sect, the Demon Sect's Soul Summoning Cave, and the Evil Sect's Yinxie Sect. Each family has several cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection of the Refining Void.
The strongest cultivator in the sect has at least comprehended two or three major rules and has reached perfection in the realm of refining emptiness, just like Wu Zhongguang, who was Mixuzi's protector.
To be honest, every cultivator at this level can trigger the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations. Of course, whether they can trigger it or not depends on fate.
Of course, there are also top-level Juntian realm masters like Yin Yihan, the elder of the Immortal Palace, but there are not many of them. It just so happens that Shi Yunan, the great elder of the Fuguang Immortal Sect, is one of them.
Although the Fuguang Immortal Sect is no longer a holy land of Hedao, the sect's business is still very close and the elixirs used by him, the great elder, are the best in the entire Juntian, and his combat power is much higher than that of the cultivators of the same level.
Inside the Fuguang Immortal Sect.
It was still the sect's main hall, with all kinds of auras converging. On the mountain below where the hall was suspended, there were several huge monsters crawling on the top of the mountain.
Including these huge monsters, there are still more than thirty powerful auras in the hall.
Among these more than thirty auras, more than a dozen came from Juntian's top-notch sects and forces, announcing the Juntian realm, and what they announced were the forces behind the dozen or so cultivators present.
To put it bluntly, among these dozen forces, you are the only one who represents the entire Juntian.
What, you don't want to be represented? Never mind, come in person and see if I can let you go back alive.
As for the remaining dozen or so people, they came here to try their luck, dreaming of the possibility of finding something good.
By the way, the Fuguang Immortal Sect has no sect leader, and the great elder Shi Yun'an is the leader. Such a grand occasion naturally requires him to appear in person and take charge.
Inside the main hall, the monks sat separately.
There are two steps to obtain the Fuguang Spiritual Liquid. The first step is to defeat other cultivators, and the second step is to take out the spiritual liquid.
Of course, the Fuguang Immortal Sect doesn't care how you fight. We can provide the territory, and we don't mind if you beat your dog brains out.
The cultivators who came to participate were defeated and were inferior in skills. Naturally, they could not blame the Fuguang Immortal Sect for not being able to obtain the spiritual juice.
As for the step of extracting the spiritual fluid, it will naturally cost a little.
The Fuguang Spiritual Juice is produced from the oldest tree ancestor in the sect. This tree has lived for more than 300,000 years and has been reborn from withering several times. The spiritual juice is the essence of the spirit produced by the tree ancestor.
Shouldn't we exchange such precious spiritual essence for some spiritual objects? The Fuguang Immortal Sect does not participate in the exchange process. The cultivator only needs to enter the spiritual wood space opened up by the Tree Ancestor, and if the spiritual objects he takes out satisfy the Tree Ancestor, he will naturally be able to obtain the Fuguang Spiritual Essence.
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"Hey, why didn't the monks come from Juntian Pavilion?"
Inside the hall, the cultivators from various forces looked over and saw Wan Yinzong of Wanxiang Mountain knocking on someone's table with his small hammer.
"Juntian Pavilion is a wealthy family, and probably doesn't care about this little thing."
Compared to the communication in the hall, Shi Yunan didn't think so.
If Pei Tianlan hadn't forced him, he would never have taken out the spiritual fluid so early. Instead, he would have slowly chosen a suitable time to allow the sect to gain the greatest benefit from it.
Moreover, Pei Tianlan has not left since the last time. He has been wandering around in Fuguang Fairy City. It is not normal that he has not appeared until now.
"Don't do anything weird to me." Shi Yun'an muttered in his heart.
The time has not arrived yet. According to the scenes in previous years, it will attract a lot of cultivators every time. The number of cultivators who have reached the Perfect Refinement Stage will exceed fifty, and the most at one time has attracted hundreds of cultivators.
The Fuguang Immortal Sect would never let go of such a good opportunity and would take the opportunity to hold several high-end barter exchanges to make huge profits.
Although more than a dozen top-tier sects represent Juntian, they still have to do what they should do. Every time they announce it to all directions, they will leave enough time to wait for fellow Taoists to come and create an atmosphere.
There is nothing else but fairness.
The cultivators who came to the Fuguang Immortal Sect were not in a hurry. They were all the backbone of their respective sects. It was not easy to meet each other in the past, so they just took this opportunity to communicate with each other.
The Fuguang Immortal Sect also provides good service, providing plenty of various spiritual fruits and spiritual dews.
A few days later, from the direction of Fuguang Immortal Sect, a middle-aged monk wearing a green robe, a purple jade crown and a slightly hunched appearance appeared from between the clouds.
With every step he took, wind and thunder would rise up under his feet. The silver light was like a ray, coming from far away and leaving a sea of thunder stretching for thousands of miles in the sky. It was so powerful that it attracted attention from all directions.
The Fuguang Immortal Sect's mountain protection formation, at the moment of being washed by the lightning, broke through into clusters of dazzling colors.
The person who came directly covered the mountain gate of Fuguang Immortal Sect with the sea of thunder under his feet.
"I am Pei Tianlan from Juntian Pavilion, and I have come to get the Fuguang Spiritual Juice!"
The rumbling thunder mixed with shouts reached into the Fuguang Immortal Sect, causing the cultivators inside to be shocked.
The cultivators from all parties waiting inside the Immortal Sect's mountain gate changed color when they heard this.
What the hell? Are they treating them like nothing? Shi Yun'an frowned. How many disciples in the sect are practicing, how many are refining pills? Do you really think you are invincible in Juntian by being so domineering and overbearing? But before he could speak, a figure had already crashed into the hall.
"Juntian Pavilion is so arrogant, take this from me!"
A thick, dark yellow light flew out from the Fuguang Immortal Sect, wrapped in a rotating sledgehammer, and crashed towards the mountain gate.
"Boom!"
As the rotating hammer flew sideways, billowing red flames continued to emerge, and the raging fire swept in all directions.
The sledgehammer grew to a thousand feet in size, and the three rules of earth, fire, and gravity were superimposed together, forming a hammer shadow field.
"Fellow Daoist Wan from Wanxiang Mountain, I have long wanted to learn from you!"
Above the sea of thunder, Pei Tianlan looked at the sledgehammer that was coming at him, his brows calm. He raised his hand nonchalantly and lightly grabbed the spinning sledgehammer.
There was no dazzling fluctuation, and the void seemed to become sticky all of a sudden. The hammer that rushed over was like falling into a quagmire, the flames burst with a crackling sound, and the mysterious light was annihilated inch by inch.
The handle of the rapidly rotating hammer was suddenly grasped by the palm, and the surging colorful lightning quickly enveloped the hammer, and between the electric sparks, the colorful lightning rolled back.
"Fellow Daoist Wan, return your spiritual weapon!"
Wan Yinzong's eyes widened. His own natal spirit hammer was actually taken. There was no doubt that although he attacked first, he was at a disadvantage.
He has fought with Xuan Yao, another Hedao seed from the Hedao Holy Land, in Juntian Pavilion many times, but this is the first time he has met Fellow Daoist Pei, who is famous in Juntian.
Then, the essence and magic power surged out of his body, and his body became a hundred feet in size in the air. Layers of dark yellow light rolled up around his body, and he turned into a vast ocean of gravity.
A big hand reached out and grabbed the returning sledgehammer.
"Boom!"
The moment the sledgehammer returned, the colorful fairy thunder attached to it exploded, tearing apart the gravity field. Arcs of lightning intertwined, and the air rushed into the sky, forming layer upon layer of air waves, raging in all directions.
The lightning fell with crackling sounds, scaring the disciples of the Fuguang Immortal Sect so much that they retreated violently.
Wan Yinzong, who caught the sledgehammer, was pushed back hundreds of miles by the lightning. Just when he was about to crash into a mountain below, he stopped in embarrassment.
"How is that possible!"
At this moment, the expressions of the many cultivators who had reached the Perfect Level of Refinement who were waiting in the Fuguang Immortal Sect changed drastically.
They have all reached the perfect state of refining the void, and one can tell at a glance which one is stronger and which one is weaker in the scene before them.
"Both of them are seeds of the Holy Land!"
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"Open the mountain!"
Wan Yinzong grabbed the ax again, and his blood surged, his robes broke apart, and veins bulged out on his limbs like swimming dragons.
The surging blood and magic power intertwined into a colorful ocean, which he poured into his arms in one breath, and he raised the giant hammer in his hand again.
Above the void, there was a giant hammer that was as big as three thousand six hundred feet, with mysterious ochre and red patterns flashing all over it, and runes hanging under the hammer.
Snap!
The mountain protection formation guarding the Fuguang Immortal Sect shook violently, and large areas of spiritual restrictions shattered into ruins.
Outside the mountain gate, above the sea of thunder, Pei Tianlan still raised his hand calmly.
Rolling lightning emerged from his palm, and the five-colored fairy thunder turned into yin and yang thunder. Countless black and white arcs surged out from his body and turned into two black and white thunder dragons, circling around each other and rushing towards the giant hammer.
"Boom!"
The falling giant hammer was surrounded by two thunder dragons, one above and one below, and then pierced by countless electric arcs, and it shattered and dissipated into magic power and essence in the air.
"drop!"
After breaking the sledgehammer with one blow, Pei Tianlan spoke.
As soon as these words came out, five colors gathered above Wan Yinzong's head, yin and yang intertwined, purple lightning and silver light illuminated for thousands of miles, and transformed into a colorful thunder dragon, pouring down with an endless sea of thunder.
In the blink of an eye, the protective gravity field surrounding Wan Yinzong was swept away by the sea of thunder.
"Friend Pei, stop it!"
In the Fuguang Hall, Shi Yunan rushed out quickly. After seeing the scene of the lightning explosion clearly, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
The Fuguang Immortal Sect did not want to interfere in the fight, and if a Hedao Seed from the Hedao Holy Land died in their own sect, it would become a mess.
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"Boom!"
Under the cover of the thunder dragon, roars were heard, and Wan Yinzong's blood and energy exploded to disperse the lightning, but the severe pain and burning smell on the surface of his body could not be concealed.
“I lost!”
Just as some cultivators present had said before, they were all Hedao seeds from the Hedao Holy Land, but now, after three moves, the methods revealed by Pei Tianlan from Juntian Pavilion were indeed much better than his.
If the other party wanted to kill him, he was afraid that he would not be able to avoid it.
Inside the mountain gate of Fuguang Immortal Sect, apart from the thunderous sound of electric arcs that had not yet completely dissipated, all the cultivators present were stunned.
Everyone present has reached the pinnacle of refining the void. The eldest senior brother of Wanxiang Mountain has also reached the pinnacle of refining the void, and is recognized by all the cultivators present as the top level of refining the void.
However, he did not expect that he would be defeated miserably by the Hedao Seed of Juntian Pavilion in just three moves.
Could it be that even among the same holy places of Hedao there are differences in level?
Pei Tianlan seemed to be understating it just now, as if he had not yet exerted his full strength.
This is a bit unbelievable. How can Pei Tianlan, who has only joined Juntian Pavilion for a short time, be stronger than Xuan Yao, who was cultivated by Juntian Pavilion with all his efforts? This is a bit unreasonable.
"He is still in the late stage of refining emptiness!"
The old soul-seeking demon in the Soul Summoning Cave felt a surge in his throat, and he swallowed hard, shrinking his head.
As soon as the Soul-Seeking Demon spoke, the people present suddenly reacted.
If he could further cultivate to the perfection of refining emptiness, wouldn't he be able to take a few moves under the hands of the Hedao Patriarch? ...
Pei Tianlan controlled the sea of thunder and walked step by step into the Fuguang Immortal Sect.
"Fellow Daoist Wan, I appreciate your concession."
"Wan admits defeat with all his heart. I am not as good as you."
Wan Yinzong's blood was surging in his body as he repaired the marks left by the lightning burns, his eyes staring deeply at Pei Tianlan.
As expected of a cultivator from Juntian Pavilion, his foundation is so strong that it is shocking.
In the past, he only competed with Xuan Yao, but now it seems that his and Xuan Yao's strength is probably not as good as the cultivator in front of him.
"I have heard of Pei Daoyou's name for a long time, and I am amazed to see you today."
"Fellow Daoist Pei ascended to heaven, and is a role model for our generation of cultivators."
"It is a great honor to meet you today, Mr. Pei."
The monks present began to compliment him one by one.
Above the sea of thunder, Pei Tianlan glanced at the cultivators present, with a hint of disappointment between his brows.
Those before him should be the strongest in the Juntian Realm, which was quite different from what he had imagined.
Then, his eyes fell on Shi Yun'an, and he said straight to the point, "I, Pei Tianlan, want the Fuguang Spiritual Juice this time."
When these words were spoken, the monks present felt a jolt in their hearts.
Although they knew they would return empty-handed when Pei Tianlan appeared, everyone was still reluctant to accept the fact that this man named Pei was so strong.
In the past, cultivators would fight many times to compete for the Fuguang Spiritual Liquid. Some stronger cultivators, if unlucky and injured, would miss out on the spiritual liquid.
"Who objects?"
Seeing that no one responded, Pei Tianlan's tone became cold.
As the words fell, the five-colored fairy thunder under his feet surged again, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a vast sea of thunder.
The boundless and immense aura spread in all directions, and some ordinary Void Refining Perfection cultivators simply shrank their bodies and began to tremble.
"Brother Lin, why are you shaking?"
"Who... who is shaking, I... I am not shaking."
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The sea of thunder surged, and Pei Tianlan stood among the electric arcs, with a huge yin-yang flag floating around him.
"Opposition, come up and fight!"
The brilliant roar of thunder and silver rang in their ears, shocking all the monks present.
There are cultivators who want to see Shi Yun'an. This person is so otentatious and presumptuous in your Fuguang Immortal Sect. Don't you care?
But when he looked up, Shi Yunan, who was here just now, was gone.
Damn old thief, he escaped so quickly.
"War but not fighting, retreat but not retreating, what's the meaning?"
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"Let's go together. No matter how strong he is, he is only one person!"
"I'm withdrawing. I came here to gain new knowledge."
Soon, one figure after another retreated quickly, and those who remained on the scene were all cultivators from top-tier forces, with combat power in the range of six thousand.
"Let's go together!"
A faint voice sounded in the sea of thunder.
"Arrogant!"
There was an old ancestor roaring. Everyone present was a well-known person. They called themselves the ancestor of the sect and came all the way to the Fuguang Immortal Sect from billions of miles away. They could not bear such a great humiliation.
"Thunder gathers!"
In an instant, in the rolling five-colored sea of thunder, colorful thunder dragons swam across the sky, cutting through the sky and falling towards the monks who were still standing there.
Before the thunder dragon fell, more than a dozen figures flew out in a panic, each of them trembling violently and filled with panic.
They couldn't bear just the edge of the sea of thunder.
Boom! The next moment, the sword light, the knife light, the sea of fire, the glacier, the strong wind, the huge rock, and the falling thunder dragon's sea of electricity collided together.
Instantly, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, balls of fire exploded one after another, forming strong winds that rushed straight into the sky.
These energies were unable to get close to the center of the sea of thunder and were shattered into nothingness.
"Puff, puff, puff!"
In the chaos, figures kept flying out with arcs of electricity coming out of their bodies, and then fell awkwardly in the air.
"The strike has already been made. I hope fellow Taoists will not make any more mistakes. If anyone draws the sword again, I guarantee that they will not even be able to enter the reincarnation cycle."
In the sea of thunder, Pei Tianlan had colorful thunder above his head, electric light lingering around him, and his eyes were as bright as lightning, piercing through all directions.
These people are okay. If they are all killed and turned into puppets, they can be added to the formation in the Hunyuan Jade Disc. Unfortunately, it is better not to do this in front of everyone.
"I'm leaving now."
"I quit!"
The monks who were blasted out one by one in a mess had bitter smiles on their faces.
What's the point of arguing? A group of people were directly knocked down by a sea of thunder.
The seeds of the Holy Land were so terrifying! One person alone suppressed more than 30 fellow Daoists in the field.
With such a fighting force, could it be that he could reach the sky? Of course, no one fought desperately, but the scene in front of them was shocking enough.
Even the ancestors of Juntian Pavilion did not have such fame when they were refining the void.
Perhaps only the true teachings of the great holy land in the Haotian Realm have such a great reputation.
Seeing someone speak, the monks who were originally hesitant also spoke up.
"It seems that you have already decided the winner."
At this time, Shi Yun'an's voice was heard in the main hall of Fuguang Immortal Sect. In a flash of light, Shi Yun'an, who had retreated behind everyone before, appeared in front of everyone.
"This time, the Fuguang Spiritual Juice will be handed over to Fellow Daoist Pei from Juntian Pavilion."
For a moment, the cultivators in the field had different expressions, but no one jumped out to object.
After the victory or defeat, Shi Yun'an's face regained its smile. Although he still had to hand over the spiritual juice to Pei Tianlan, the reputation of the Fuguang Immortal Sect was preserved.
"Elder Shi, where is the spiritual juice?"
However, Pei Tianlan's voice froze Shi Yun'an's smile, and he cursed in his heart, "You little beast, wait a minute and you'll die."
"Fellow Daoist Pei, the spiritual juice is in the tree ancestor cave of my sect. I will personally take you there to get it later."
"My fellow Taoists are all very busy with the affairs of the sect, so I think we should not delay any longer."
Pei Tianlan swept his eyes across the many cultivators present; his gaze was indifferent, but all the cultivators he saw, especially those from the Demon Sect and the evil sects, were suddenly startled.
Why does it feel like there is something malicious in Brother Pei's eyes?
They haven't offended Pei Tianlan.
"Oh, since Elder Shi and your clan have something to do, I will not stay any longer. Goodbye, fellow Taoists, see you later."
"Elder Shi, goodbye."
The figures did not even enter the hall. After clasping their fists and bowing, they fled outside.
Pei Tianlan looked at the departing cultivators with a slightly wandering look in his eyes. It was a pity that so many fellow Taoists were good materials for puppets and clones.
"Go, go, I don't think this Pei guy is a good person."
"Let's go together. I feel like there's something wrong with that look in his eyes. Did our demon cultivator offend him?"
Looking at the lively scene just now, which suddenly ended and people dispersed, Shi Yunan couldn't help but be stunned. This was the first time in so many years that a scene started well but ended badly.
"Elder Shi, why bother with all this? Why not just give it to me earlier?"
Seeing all the cultivators disperse, Pei Tianlan looked at Shi Yunan and smiled softly.
Shi Yun'an moved the corner of his mouth, "The rules cannot be broken, follow me."
After saying that, Shi Yun'an flew towards the depths of the Fuguang Immortal Sect. He really didn't expect Pei Tianlan's combat power to be so terrifying.
Looking at Shi Yun'an's back, Pei Tianlan curled his lips and followed him.
After fighting against more than thirty Void Refinement cultivators alone, he had a clearer understanding of the combat power levels of the top Void Refinement cultivators.
Those with a combat power of three thousand are those who have reached the third level of a small rule, just like Huang Youdao back then.
Those with a combat power of 6,000 must have at least one major rule that has reached the third level, such as the protector Wu Zhongguang.
Those with a combat power of ten thousand include Yin Yihan and Gong Jingzhi from Lingmu Immortal Palace, Wan Yinzong from Wanxiang Mountain, and the great elder Shi in front of him.
Among the more than thirty cultivators who had just reached the Void Refining stage, there should be two or three cultivators with this level of combat power.
In fact, this description is not accurate. There are also those with a combat power of seven thousand, eight thousand, and nine thousand between six thousand and ten thousand. Their combat power varies due to the different levels of comprehension of rules, skills, bloodlines, physiques, etc.
Wu Zhongguang, who was classified as six thousand by him, might not be weaker than those present who were classified as nine thousand. His vision was limited at the beginning, and he underestimated Wu Zhongguang's strength.
But for Shen Lian now, there is no difference whether the combat power is nine thousand or three thousand. He is too lazy to change it. You guys, a bunch of noobs, just have fun by yourselves.
After all, in matters like fighting, luck plays a role in the difference between life and death, and turning the tide in adversity is common.
Now, he only looks at those with a combat power of 10,000 or above.
There is also a "super ten thousand" combat power level above ten thousand. Mi Xuzi, who had taken the Secret Pill of Suspending Life before, has briefly reached this level and can start to fight with the small rules.
Of course, now Mi Xuzi has entered the level of "super ten thousand" without the secret elixir of life.
As for me, I am also at the "over ten thousand" combat power level. Although we are at the same level, if a real fight comes, I am still stronger than Mi Xuzi.
These levels of division are Shen Lian’s own judgment. There is no such division in the fairy world.
Theoretically, as long as one reaches a combat power of three thousand, it is possible to survive the heavenly tribulation of the Hedao realm. Once one becomes the Hedao Dao Zun, one's spirit, energy and soul will receive a comprehensive baptism, and a combat power of three thousand will naturally be able to rise to the 'super ten thousand' level.
As for the more detailed division of combat power above 'over ten thousand', Shen Lian has not yet made it out. The main reason is that he has encountered too few Hedao ancestors with corresponding combat power. He can only make a general summary for the time being to give himself an idea.
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Following behind Shi Yun'an, Pei Tianlan came to a towering tree. The tree was twisted like a blue dragon, and its dry bark was as thick as a mountain of firewood, exuding a strong vitality.
He sniffed lightly and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Fellow Daoist, our sect's treasure tree is only used by other sects' cultivators to comprehend the rules of life."
Shi Yun'an didn't even turn his head when a faint voice rang out.
"Go get the spiritual juice yourself, fellow Daoist. Whether you can get it depends on your luck."
Under the towering and long giant tree beside the mountain, Shi Yun'an pointed to a tree hole that was arched and as deep as the pylorus.
"You should know that this spiritual tree has a connection with the Spirit Wood Palace, so whether you can obtain the spiritual juice depends on whether you are willing to give up the spiritual object. You can take out the spiritual crystals you promised before."
After saying this, Shi Yun'an showed a hint of satisfaction.
"Fellow Daoist, does your sect still worship the spirit tree from time to time?"
When Pei Tianlan looked around, he saw an altar outside a tree. The spiritual fruits and spiritual beasts on it were still very fresh, obviously having been offered sacrifices not long ago.
"The spirit tree has protected our sect's lineage from extinction, so we must worship it from time to time."
Shi Yun'an raised his eyes and changed the subject, "Fellow Daoist Pei, the world is self-evolving in the spirit tree, please come in."
Pei Tianlan nodded, turned into a stream of light and rushed into the tree hole.
Watching Pei Tianlan disappear, Shi Yunan, who had been calm just now, quickly ran out of the altar.
There was a flash of light on his body, and a colorful robe with feathers inlaid was draped over his shoulders. He jumped outside the altar with his hands raised.
"The Tree Ancestor has spirits, the Tree Ancestor has spirits. This person has a great background and has a lot of treasures on him. Tree Ancestor, please don't be polite. Ask for as much as you can."
"Tree Ancestor, did you hear that? This person is not short of spiritual crystals..."
“Giggle!”
A bell-like laughter sounded from somewhere in the tree branches, and a girl in green jumped down, blinking her big, lively eyes and laughing.
"Great Elder, I was wondering why you asked people to prepare sacrifices, but it turns out you were trying to trick people. Tree Ancestor, did you hear that?"
"Mu He."
Seeing someone suddenly jump out, Shi Yun'an's old face turned red and he put away the bird clothes on his body.
It was a bit embarrassing for a sect's great elder to be caught behaving like this by a junior.
"You don't know the situation of the sect if you are not the head of the family. If Tree Ancestor can obtain a few more spiritual crystals from Pei Daoyou, wouldn't we be able to provide less spiritual objects? Wouldn't it be better to use the saved spiritual objects for you to cultivate?"
The girl had bright eyes and white teeth, as white as jade. She tilted her head and looked at the place where Pei Tianlan had just entered.
"Great Elder, you said this person's name is Pei Tianlan?"
"That's right, Mu He, you should go back and practice quickly. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if you come out and let this person target you. You must be on guard against others."
A hint of cunning flashed across Mu He's eyes, but when she turned around to face Shi Yun'an, that hint of agility disappeared.
Seeing that the girl didn't care, Shi Yun'an said seriously, "I'm doing this for your own good. Your current realm is still too low. If you rashly get captured by someone to be a Taoist partner, it will be troublesome if they have bad intentions."
"Hehe, Pei Tianlan..."
"why are you laughing?"
Mu He snorted, "Nothing, Great Elder, you are right, there are too many bad guys outside, I'm going to practice."
Seeing the girl leave, Shi Yun'an breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that he was an old stubborn man who didn't allow his disciples to form couples, but that Mu He's realm was too low and she was still at the peak of the Spirit Transformation stage.
He has a strong luck. If his Taoist partner has any bad intentions, the gap in their realm is too big and he is likely to suffer a terrible fate.
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Three days later.
A strong vitality surged out from the tree hole, and Pei Tianlan walked out of the tree hole with a rather unhappy expression.
After seeing Pei Tianlan's expression, Shi Yun'an's slightly uneasy heart suddenly became happy.
Looks like it worked.
"Fellow Daoist Pei, we have obtained the spiritual juice."
“Elder Shi, your tree is too cruel. It took more than 4,000 spirit crystals from me and ate up all the rewards I received from the sect.”
Hearing this, Shi Yun'an was overjoyed. In the past, the Tree Ancestor would only swallow spiritual objects worth about two thousand spirit crystals, and there was even a year when he only ate spiritual objects worth a thousand spirit crystals.
It was worth it that he danced and sang regardless of his health.
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Inside the giant tree.
The vital mist is like a vast ocean, and in the center of the colorful aura is a tree stump formed by colorful tree rings.
At this moment, two little feet were shaking side by side on the tree stump.
"Well done, you take a piece and I take a piece, I take a piece and you take a piece."
Mu He sat on the edge of the tree stump, swinging her feet and separating the spirit crystals piled up in front of her.
However, there was a slight difference in the way it was divided. When it was divided towards herself, it was two pieces, and when the spirit crystal fell into the concave area in the center of the tree stump, it was one piece.
"You take one."
"I'll take one."
Soon, the 4,500 spirit crystals were 'evenly' divided into 1,500 and 3,000 pieces.
Mu He immediately took the three thousand yuan portion into his arms.
"Xiaoshu, you didn't lose anything. You cheated him out of such a large sum of money this time. With his petty mind, he will definitely hold a grudge against you."
"I'm not sharing your spirit crystals. I'm using them to protect you. Believe it or not, next time he comes, he might even dig up your roots and leave you with nothing but ashes."
"You'll need me to protect you then."
"Don't worry, I'll take spirit crystals to do the work, you just need to follow me and I'll keep you safe."
"I tell you, this guy is just that smart. You might already be in his little notebook now."
As he spoke, Mu He raised two fingers and gestured in front of his eyes. Suddenly he thought of something and burst out laughing.
…
"Dahei, remember this for me."
Outside the Fuguang Immortal Sect, a flying boat was crossing the sky.
Pei Tianlan, who was sitting cross-legged on the spirit boat, was a little unhappy. It was too dark. One drop of Fuguang spirit juice actually cost him 4,500 spirit crystals.
He had long known how to obtain the Fuguang Spiritual Fluid, and that it could always be exchanged for more than two thousand spiritual crystals.
When it came to him, the price doubled.
Is he like a dog owner?
This is ridiculous. When I threw in 2,000 spirit crystals, I was stuck in a dilemma. If I didn't invest any more, the previous 2,000 would have been wasted.
Just like that, he was trapped all of a sudden. He threw in four thousand five hundred spirit crystals, only to get a drop of Fuguang Spiritual Fluid.
He looked back at Fu Guang Ling Zong with hatred and said, "When I come back, everything will be mine."
The flying boat passed through the sea of clouds, mountains and fog, creating a ripple in space before disappearing.
When it reappeared, the flying boat had entered a spacious cave. Inside the cave, a man named Pei Tianlan, also wearing a green robe and a purple jade crown, was sitting cross-legged.
Pei Tianlan jumped down from the flying boat, his figure and face floated up, transformed into the appearance of Shen Lian, and casually threw out a sun and moon flag.
"Old Mi, I have helped you become famous. From now on, your name will be known all over the Juntian Realm."
Shen Lian went up and patted Pei Tianlan on the shoulder. He had gone to Fuguang Immortal Sect in his real body before, and of course he used the name of Pei Tianlan.
"No wonder so many monks like to become famous. It feels so good when they beat others to a pulp!"
"I didn't even use much strength, and these people fell down. I really enjoyed the process of beating up my little Taoist friend."
"The strength has been demonstrated, the reputation has spread, so we must be careful next time."
"Let's go. Now that we have the Fuguang Spiritual Fluid and various spiritual objects, it's time to prepare to overcome the Small Rules and Dao Tribulation."
Under the cover of night, a streak of light flew out of the territory of the Fuguang Immortal Sect and disappeared into the vast sky and earth.
…
The sea of fog rolled, the spiritual barriers were like stars, and the brilliant rays of light were looming in all directions.
The huge spiritual ban seems endless at a glance, with no end and no beginning in sight.
Among the clouds and mist, Shen Lian looked out at the forbidden sea of clouds.
This is a place with weak spiritual restrictions on the way to Zhongjuntian Realm.
After breaking through the small realm three times in succession, causing strange phenomena in heaven and earth, he didn't dare to show off anymore. This time, he arranged for the place where the Saint Demon would cross the heavenly tribulation of the Hedao Realm to be located.
During the years he was in seclusion, Mi Xuzi collected enough elixirs to advance to the perfect state of refining the void. After the Saint Demon had passed the tribulation, Shen Lian also planned to find a place in Xia Juntian to advance to the great perfection of refining the void.
Lower Juntian is the most filthy place among the Three Heavens and Nine Realms. There are still living creatures in the Middle Juntian, but large areas of Lower Juntian have become a wasteland.
This time he chose such a remote and abandoned place, as he didn't believe he would run into any blind guy again.
In the sea of clouds, Shen Lian took advantage of the moment when the spiritual barrier dimmed and rushed over with a whoosh. By the time the spiritual barrier lit up again, there was no movement in the clouds.
When walking from Upper Juntian to Lower Juntian Realm, you can just dive straight down. Walking through the Sea of Nothingness will be faster, but you may encounter space instability.
Shen Lian had good luck. Relying on his control over the rules of space, he had a smooth journey.
A few years later.
In a sea of fog filled with turbid air, mountain peaks can be seen emerging from afar, and between the mountains and fields there are patches of sticky black water, as still as dead water.
This is not the Lower Juntian Realm, but the lower area of the Middle Juntian Realm.
Many places in the fairy world are areas with mountains from top to bottom, and Zhongjuntian is naturally the same.
The thick and foul air has overflowed through the seal of the star sea, flooding many areas in the lower part of Zhongjuntian.
The spiritual energy in the turbid air is dry and there are not many living creatures, creating a scene of withering.
Ninety percent of the turbid air between heaven and earth is trapped here, ensuring the cultivation environment for the monks in the Haotian and Cangtian realms.
In some places among the mountains and fields, there are still ruins of cities, mountain gates, etc. It seems that a long time has passed and these ruins have been weathered, and they will turn into powder with the slightest disturbance.
Along the way, apart from occasionally encountering some strange creatures in the turbid air, there were only a few waves of normal immortal cultivators, and the strongest one was only at the God Transformation level.
Shen Lian didn't even bother searching in the turbid air before he came across a spiritual forbidden loophole leading to Xia Juntian.
In truth, the spiritual restrictions between the lower and middle Juntian have become like a tattered fishing net, full of holes. Otherwise, the turbid air would not have surged upwards and poured into the middle Juntian.
Shen Lian had also done some research on the Lower Juntian Turbid Air Realm before coming here.
Xia Juntian is actually not the lowest level of the fairy world. There is an area with even more dense turbid air below Xia Juntian.
Rumor has it that the turbid air inside is so thick that it has condensed into blocks.
In addition, there are some places with abundant spiritual energy in the turbid air world. There is also a rumor in Juntian Realm that a cultivator accidentally got caught in a space rift in the Void Star Sea, fell into the turbid air sea, and then encountered a fairyland with shining spiritual light.
There is a reason for this situation. The establishment of the ban on the Three Realms and Nine Heavens Star Sea prevents the fresh air from above from coming down and the turbid air from below from going up, which has affected the operation of heaven and earth to a certain extent.
There are many places with abundant spiritual energy scattered in the fairy world. In the past, these places could wander between heaven and earth with the collision of clear and turbid air.
Now because of the ban, it can only fall into the turbid sea.
However, Shen Lian didn't care about the chance of falling. It was none of his business whether he fell or not. He knew his own luck. He had to cover himself with the quilt when he cried, for fear that others would hear and laugh at him.
The turbid air in the Lower Juntian Realm is really thick, so thick that if you stand still, you will turn into a clay sculpture in a moment.
"That's it."
Shen Lian slowly landed on a piece of land covered with thick dust. There was no need to look around. He walked around the area and found no one was breathing.
The demonic energy on his body flashed, and the Holy Demon jumped out.
"Make a good breakthrough. I'll be waiting for you billions of miles away."
After all, he was his own clone. Thinking of the supreme will of the fairy world, Shen Lian couldn't help but express a few words of concern.
"Fellow Daoist Saint Demon, if any disaster occurs, please do not give me up. Remember, if you confess, you will be treated leniently. If you are struck by the thunder, you will be punished severely. I will celebrate the New Year."
"You are fine, I will protect you."
After giving the earnest instructions, Shen Lian looked back every few steps at the holy demon clone sitting cross-legged in the turbid air, then turned his head and quickly fled into the distance.
If someone else was going through a tribulation, he would at most avoid them by tens of millions of miles out of respect for the order of the immortals. But this was his own clone after all, and he would avoid them by hundreds of millions of miles out of respect.
If anything happens, you will have time to prepare.
There was no longer the light of the sun and the moon in the turbid air. After ten years had passed in the hourglass in his hand, a loud thunder sounded between heaven and earth.
"ah..."
The monk in green robe and purple cap, who was hiding deep in the turbid air and dust, suddenly started to run away.
"Don't chop, don't chop, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will change..."
In the diffused turbid air, a ray of silver light crossed tens of thousands of miles like a meteor, then suddenly stopped. After looking up and down, he subconsciously shrank his neck and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"I was scared to death."
"I thought I was going to... What am I afraid of? It's not like I'm going to be criticized."
After touching his head and tidying up his robe, Shen Lian turned around and returned calmly. As a top-level cultivator with a combat power of 'over ten thousand', what did he have to be afraid of? He just passed through Hongyanfang without getting hurt by a single leaf, let alone a thunderbolt.
"Fellow Daoist Saint Demon, you must hold on. The heavenly tribulation is not to be feared. I would rather die than let it go."
(End of this chapter)
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