No matter how powerful Xian Luo was, he was just a broken blood soul. He actually played tricks on him. The meaningless laughter of the little fox in front of him was a great mockery.
"shut up!"
Cheng Hui yelled angrily.
"Hahaha..."
But Daoist Qianqiu laughed even louder and rolled on the ground.
He tossed and turned, rolled up and down along the inner wall of the shuttle, laughter rose and fell, and tears came out of his two big eyes.
"shut up!"
Cheng Hui finally couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his hand and grabbed Qianqiu and suppressed him in front of him.
Qianqiu's laughter came to an abrupt halt. Not only that, his whole body was forcibly restrained. The terrifying pressure made the restraints on his body crackle, and his big eyes bulged out fiercely.
"Ahem..."
"Do you dare to kill me?"
Even so, Qianqiu still spoke stubbornly, his eyes revealing undisguised mockery.
Boom!
The next moment, Cheng Hui swung his arm, and Qianqiu hit the inner wall of the shuttle heavily, then fell down and twitched on the ground for a long time.
"Haha...Xian Luo's scolding is indeed good, trash, a guy with a fleeting voice."
There was murderous intent in Cheng Hui's eyes, but he suppressed it in the end. He looked at Qianqiu Daozun hatefully, then suddenly escaped from the shuttle and disappeared.
Since Xian Luo has separated his blood soul, it means that he is not as unyielding as he claims. All the previous scolding was just a trick. The blood soul of this cultivator must have been hidden.
As for this fox, he could control it, and even beat it up severely like he just did, but he didn't dare to really kill it.
It's not about the friendship between fellow disciples, what a bullshit friendship. The Immortal Palace has been passed down for endless years, and the giants inside have risen and fallen, and it has been iterated countless times.
Every rise and fall of a giant is accompanied by blood and gore.
The ancestor of this little fox was the Nine Fox Patriarch, one of the giants in the Immortal Palace. Later he entered the Land of Immortals to seek further opportunities.
Hundreds of thousands of years passed without any movement. The giants in the palace speculated that it was very likely that he had fallen from the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man.
Speculation is speculation after all. A giant who has entered the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man is already qualified to be called a semi-immortal. Before it is truly confirmed, no one dares to jump to conclusions.
During the hundreds of thousands of years that the Nine Fox Ancestor was missing, all of his interests in the Immortal Palace were naturally seized by others.
The Nine Foxes Patriarch left behind blood descendants long before he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals. This tribe later multiplied and became very powerful. Unfortunately, it is not a sure thing that you can reach the He Dao level just because your ancestor is an ancestor.
Up to now, among the descendants of the Nine Fox Ancestor, this little fox has the best bloodline, which is why this fox can still show off.
In addition, no matter what the Nine Fox Ancestor is like, he has been a giant in the Immortal Palace for a long time after all, and no one can be sure whether he has any backup plans left. Although Cheng Hui has a Mahayana ancestor of the Spirit Clan behind him, he dare not kill the little fox.
After flying out of the shuttle, murderous intent flashed in Cheng Hui's eyes, and his colorful eyes looked into the distance at the turbid air in all directions.
"It seems that the majesty of my Lingmu Immortal Palace really cannot shine on the turbid world. Even those who hide their heads and show their tails dare to come and peek."
Cheng Hui raised his hand, and a ball of colorful light pierced through the sky, breaking a piece of void thousands of miles away, and a shadow in a flowery robe staggered out.
"Don't blame me, Fellow Daoist Chenghui. I am leaving now."
The monk in flowery robes spoke and then fled into the distance.
"As expected of a great cultivator who walked out of the Immortal Palace, his perception is so sharp. The descendants of Xianluo falling into the hands of Daoist friends is a good place for them to go."
In another direction, a black-robed figure did not stop, but turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the depths of the turbid air.
"Damn it!"
Cheng Hui looked at the two figures escaping and his face turned ashen.
It would be great if the Xianluo Blood Soul was really captured, but the problem is that it was not captured.
These two guys hid themselves so well that he didn't recognize their original identities.
Come to think of it, they even dare to chase after the Fairy Palace shuttle, so these people must be very confident in their hiding methods.
Then, the gray figure flashed in the air and disappeared.
…
“Ahem!”
Seeing Chenghui gone, Qianqiu slowly stood up, his eyes full of tears and he sobbed a little.
"It hurts so much."
"Hiss, damn old beast."
"Old Ancestor, are you dead or alive? If you don't come back to life, your only promising bloodline will be killed."
After a while, Qianqiu lay cross-legged on the wooden couch in the middle of the shuttle, muttering softly, "Even a small 12th floor dared to hit me. Is it hitting me? It's clearly hitting your face, ancestor. Come out and kill it."
…
"This Xianluo monk is quite powerful. He even knew how to feint and fooled me."
After a long time, Qianqiu rechecked his body and confirmed that there was indeed no trace of the Xianluo Blood Soul. The one that had fallen on his body before was just a cover.
"I got beaten for nothing. Brother Xianluo, you owe me a favor."
"It's not advisable to stay here for long. Go home and have a good dream. In your dream, you can take good care of this old beast. If you can't beat me in reality, I will trample you to death in my dream."
…
A place of foul light.
The turmoil caused by the magic power swept across the area. After Xianluo self-destructed, a large number of cultivators from various sects began to escape.
Later, more and more cultivators of the Qingshen Clan gathered, and the few remaining hesitant ones began to flee far away, but everyone did not really leave, and many people still hid.
Most cultivators believed that Xianluo had not fallen, and was most likely hiding in the land of foul light.
A descendant of Xianluo who condensed the seed of Tao became a remnant soul, which was actually easier to control for a Taoist cultivator.
This gave renewed spirits to the Taoist monks present.
The intact Xian Luo couldn't defeat them, and now they have all become residual souls. If they still can't defeat them, then it would be in vain that they have cultivated to the Hedao level.
Compared to the Haotian Realm cultivators who hid themselves, the Qingshen clan cultivators did not have so many concerns.
After assisting Taoist Master Dong Xuan to kill another Black Water Mystic Snake, the Qingshen clan's Hedao cultivators dispersed again and began to search in the Land of Filthy Light.
As time went by, the energy in the Land of Filthy Light gradually calmed down, and the scene became the same as before when no trace of Xianluo was found at the beginning and the Hedao monks were wandering around.
With the place where Feng Mi self-exploded as the center, the monks from the clear and turbid worlds searched and crushed the area repeatedly back and forth like plowing the land.
But still nothing was found.
Three years later.
Some Hedao monks began to leave. There was no other way they should stay there. They had to fight with the Qingshen clan repeatedly. If they continued like this, they would easily be hunted down by the Qingshen clan.
When these ugly things move, they always move in groups of three or five, and use combined attack techniques.
Since this incident, apart from the Xianluo descendant monks who blew themselves up, the Black Water Mystic Snakes have become the biggest victim group.
The sudden death of two twelfth-level cultivators was truly a serious blow.
They also don't want to follow the fate of the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan.
Naturally, some people left while others did not. The cultivators who did not leave hid themselves, avoiding the Qingshen clan and continued to search quietly.
Yan Yan still followed He Yang, and they mixed in the Filthy Light Land in a group of five. During that time, they fought with Haotian Realm Hedao many times, but unfortunately they did not gain any results.
At this moment, in the depths of Danyan's sea of consciousness, within a ray of purple light, a weak soul shadow was like a candle flame, merging with Danyan's soul.
As a descendant of Xianluo who had reached the third level of the Blood Path, and with the Xianluo secret arts passed down from his ancestors, Mixuzi's condition was a little worse at this time, but at least he was not really killed.
If there were enough elixirs, not only could he recover, but the quality of his Xianluo bloodline could also be improved.
However, the danger has not dissipated.
No matter whether it is the Qingshen clan in Haotian Realm or the Turbid Air World, each of these old guys is more cunning than monkeys and simply does not believe that Xianluo is dead.
Relying on the captured blood mist, he used divination to try to locate Mixuzi's position.
The reason why it has not been deduced until now is mainly because when Mi Xuzi self-destructed, most of his blood and energy quickly withered into nothingness. Even after being captured, it would quickly dissipate into nothingness.
In addition, the remaining blood soul hid deep in the soul of Yan Yan, and was blessed with the innate purple light.
Shen Lian, who was far away in the Zhongjuntian Realm, also focused all his attention on Danyan, using the Hunyuan Jade Disc to conceal his aura.
…
"Boom!"
Deep in the foul light, there was a rumbling sound in space, which just happened to submerge Danyan and another Qingshen clan cultivator.
"puff!"
By the time Yan Yan rushed out from the depths of the broken space, his body was already covered with several bloody wounds, and his aura was rapidly dropping as if struck by lightning.
A moment later, another member of the same tribe rushed out, his aura surging all over his body, and he also suffered some minor injuries.
On the other side of the broken space, a stream of light disappeared into the distance.
"Damn it, chase!"
He Yang was furious and flapped his wings, blowing aside the surging space fragments around him, and followed closely after the fleeing light.
Since entering the Land of Filthy Light, this small team has not gained anything. Seeing that there are fewer and fewer cultivators in the Haotian Realm, this hunt is about to end.
I finally caught another one, but I didn't expect his methods were so sophisticated.
Yan Yan did not chase after him, but quickly went to the outskirts of the land of foul light. Since they were all seriously injured, they naturally wanted to go to a safe place to heal.
After continuous battles with the Haotian Realm Hedao, although the Qingshen Clan regained the advantage in numbers, their realm was somewhat inferior. Quite a few cultivators were injured, and four or five were seriously injured.
At this moment, Taoist Master Dongxuan disappeared again with his second trophy in his arms, and the task of hunting in the Filthy Light Land was left to Sheyi.
Outside the land of filthy light.
On a suspended land, a crooked stone tower stands in a fire pit.
The flames in the fire pit were blazing, leaving the stone tower covered with cracks.
Outside the fire pit, a monk with three shriveled legs and feet as thin as wooden sticks, hunched over like a crow, was walking around the fire pit, muttering to himself.
At the top of the stone tower, a faint wisp of blood was lingering, constantly rolling and surging.
It is obvious that the Qingshen clan is also deducing the whereabouts of Mixuzi. It seems very powerful, but the effect is not that good.
When Yanyan approached this land, his spirit became tense, but the connection between it and this faint blood soul was very weak, and he didn't know where it was captured from.
The divine soul in the sea of divine consciousness was glowing with heat. In its soul core, a ray of purple light lay in a ball, like a sesame-sized soul mark growing in the divine soul.
Faintly, a compass was visible in the purple light.
Yan Yan did not see the snake, but after explaining his purpose, he was allowed to leave the dirty light place.
After getting permission and handing over the Star Chain Cone, Yan Yan fled away quickly without stopping.
After it ran across a spiritual river in one breath, suppressing its injuries, its tense spirit finally relaxed a little.
Then, he found a suspended land, opened up a cave and began to stabilize his injuries.
More than ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the cave, after initially stabilizing his injuries, Yanyan began to rush back to the settlement.
Just like that, he rushed back to the Yanyan settlement in one breath, activated the protective formation, and began to recuperate in seclusion.
…
Thirty years later.
The settlement of Yanyan is located half a galaxy away, in an inconspicuous mountain range.
Shen Lian sat cross-legged in the cave with a look of great fatigue on his face. He had been controlling the Hunyuan Jade Disc to conceal Mi Xuzi's aura for decades. Anyone would be exhausted.
After Yan Yan returned from the Land of Filthy Light, he did not contact him immediately.
It's not that I don't want to, but I found some small problems.
Someone was following Yanyan on the way back.
Shen Lian did not realize this until he quietly approached the settlement of Danyan. Fortunately, he has always acted prudently, and Danyan did not show any abnormality on the way back. He stabilized his injuries as needed, and healed his injuries after returning.
Under such circumstances, Shen Lian chose to remain still rather than move. He quietly concealed Mi Xuzi's aura and watched how things developed further.
The cultivator who followed was from the same clan as Yan Yan, and was obviously from Dongxuanzhuo Island.
As for why he followed Danyan, it was probably because he suspected that the remaining blood soul of Xianluo was in Danyan.
This is very interesting. If the Qingshen clan really knew that the remaining soul of Mixuzi was in Yanyan's body, they would not have gone into so much trouble.
This is obviously unknown.
"What a jerk! How come the method of trying to do something without any result is so popular? This is obviously a waste of the tribe's power."
Shen Lian was in a bad mood. He had used this method often before, and a careless student had even learned it secretly.
It is estimated that any Qingshen cultivator who was injured and left the Filthy Light Land was followed.
If you can't find the descendants of Xianluo, then eliminate them one by one from various channels.
This method is a bit stupid, but it is really practical. At least the Qingshen clan really found Yanyan by accident.
Under such circumstances, Shen Lian would naturally not alert the enemy. The worst that could happen would be wasting some more time, and he could afford to wait.
Near the Yanyan settlement.
As the turbid air surged, a strange space merged with the turbid air, and inside it lay a black dragon with petal patterns that was only about ten feet in size, its eyes staring from time to time into the depths of the Yanyan settlement.
When its eyes swirled, the formation deep in the Yanyan settlement looked like a broken window with many holes in it.
The internal healing of the Yanyan was also exposed in front of it. When it saw Yanyan taking out a few Zhuoqi Pills with a painful look, a look of disdain flashed across its face.
What a poor Taoist.
No wonder among so many fellow monks of the same clan, you were the one who was seriously injured. You don't have the strength and you don't have any spiritual treasures. You are truly the chosen one to be injured.
It followed the orders of Sheyi Daozun and followed Danyan back all the way.
According to its idea, since it had doubts, it should just suppress them and search their souls, but it was severely reprimanded by Daoist Snake.
There are more than one injured Qingshen clan member. If they capture the Hedao monks in their own clan and interrogate them, no one with a brain would use this trick.
Even if they were caught, they might not be able to find it. After all, there are so many cultivators from both the Clear and Turbid Worlds, and they have been searching in the Land of Filthy Light for many years. They have used deduction and divination, but it is still useless.
Besides, even if the Xianluo Blood Soul was hidden in the body of one of the same clan, these fellow clansmen might not notice it and become the host of the Xianluo Blood Soul unknowingly.
As long as Xian Luo wants to recover, there will be movement, so just keep a close eye on him.
If there is no movement, just come back. It's just a matter of running a little more distance, no big deal.
Seeing that Yanyan was healing his wounds obediently, Shefu was a little disappointed. It seemed that its mission this time was of no avail.
It had no choice but to obey Lord Sheyi's troublesome arrangement.
…
The Qingshen cultivator who was monitoring Yanyan refused to leave, so Shen Lian had no choice but to wait with him.
Yanyan did what he was supposed to do, such as healing his wounds, accepting audiences with his tribesmen, etc. These were all daily tasks.
"Huh, finally left."
More than twenty years passed, and as Yanyan's injuries gradually recovered and his magic power was gathered again, the Qingshen cultivators who were monitoring him outside finally left.
However, Shen Lian was not in a hurry to move. He had tried every possible means and might as well use a feint.
I've waited for decades, so I don't care if it stays stable for a while longer.
…
A few years later.
In the forbidden area of the sea of stars between Xia Juntian and Zhong Juntian, Shen Lian quickly passed through a large hole and disappeared into the horizon.
Afterwards, he ran all the way to the junction of Zhongjuntian and Shangjuntian, and then went into a second-hand cave to rest.
He had been mentally tense for decades. Although it was Mixuzi's clone who was wandering outside, his spiritual consciousness was in full control of the clone from beginning to end. Later, he mobilized the Hunyuan Jade Disc to conceal the qi. The whole process consumed too much of his spirit.
Mi Xuzi's residual soul entered the Hunyuan Jade Disc, and only a trace of his broken blood soul remained.
But just this trace contained a mysterious aura, which caused the five elements rules in the Hunyuan Jade Disc to vibrate.
At this moment, a phantom like a starry chessboard emerged from the summoned jade disc, and a thick layer of powder fell down.
Previously, the Qingshen clan, who were at the level of refining emptiness, had created the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation in the jade disc, but they had not used it to engage in a head-on battle with the cultivators.
However, when blessing the soul, the vitality of these 300 or so puppets was completely consumed.
In the center area surrounded by the formation disk, the remaining soul of Mixuzi was flashing with bright light.
"It took me so long to get you out."
"Some grudges are better to be avenged personally."
After putting the Hunyuan Jade Disc away again, Shen Lian had already figured out where Mi Xuzi would go to recover.
Go to the Tianxiang Demon Sect.
If Mi Xuzi wants to recover as quickly as possible, it is best to start with elixirs and blood and flesh essence.
There is a Tianxiang Demon Cave deep in the Tianxiang Demon Sect.
This sect has not been wiped out despite being besieged many times, and the reason is that it has escaped into the Tianxiang Demon Cave.
Inside the magic cave, the space overlaps and has unique operating rules that can isolate it from outside prying eyes, which is just right for Mi Xuzi to hide and recover.
When the Holy Demon returns to take charge of Tianxiang, he can turn the group of demon cultivators under his command into nutrients for recovery.
In addition, Mi Xuzi killed eight Taoist monks in succession in the Land of Filthy Light and seized more than ten magical storage treasures of various kinds.
They are all ancestors of the Hedao Holy Land in Haotian Realm. If they don't have some collections on them, the sects they belong to will be guilty of an even greater crime.
Moreover, these Taoist monks can also be used as nutrients to restore Mixuzi.
It can be said that recovery is not that difficult.
Shen Lian asked the three little ones to bring some spiritual spring water, and then he washed his face and hands before he was ready to start opening the blind box.
Thirteen storage spiritual objects.
I just don't believe that I can't produce a spiritual object that can protect me from disasters.
"Master, take this apart first."
Sanqian held a bracelet with a phoenix pattern engraved on it and handed it to Shen Lian.
"good."
The Hunyuan Dao Fire fell and began to burn the spiritual restriction on the bracelet.
With a sizzling sound, a hole was quickly burned in the spiritual barrier, and the divine consciousness was immersed in it.
"Ha... Three thousand, you will be the blind box mascot from now on."
A jade box flew out from the opened storage bracelet. Even though it was sealed outside, it still couldn't stop the release of a surge of black water from inside.
A spiritual object that protects against disasters with water attributes!
Hearing Shen Lian's words, Sanqian laughed and his eyes turned into crescents.
"Master, open this." Dahei grabbed it with his two pincers and handed over a sword-shaped storage magic treasure.
Shen Lian flicked his finger and the Dao Fire fell on it, and it began to burn.
"Master, how is it, is there any big shipment?"
"good."
A piece of earth-yellow stone shaped like a stone and emitting a strong demonic aura flew out, and the rich earth-based rules surrounded it, creating a halo.
"Fourth turn earth element rule!"
Shen Lian glanced at Dahei, grabbed him, and pinched his shiny black head.
"Okay, after more than ten thousand years, I finally have a burst of luck. I'll leave this thing to you."
"Master, open this."
Seeing that treasures were being unearthed one after another, Erwan nervously handed over a magical storage treasure.
Soon, a green lotus flew out from the storage magic treasure that Erwan handed over, and the rich medicinal power and vitality were like mist.
"Seventh-level Vitality Mist Lotus!"
"Hey, Lao Mi is also lucky."
…
I knew it, these fellow Taoists have status and background, so how could they not have some collections?
As the storage magic treasures were opened one after another, Shen Lian couldn't stop laughing.
As expected of a senior Hedao, the gifts given to you are so many.
This is just the foundation of Taoism. I wonder what the foundation of those seniors at the twelfth floor level is like?
Next time, next time I will definitely click down and take a look.
…
There are a total of sixty-seven seventh-level spiritual medicines.
There are thousands of sixth-level spiritual medicines.
There are 230 Huandao elixirs, 37 Zihuan elixirs, and more than 160 other types of elixirs used in the daily practice of the seventh level.
Among the ordinary seventh-level ores, those of the five elements weigh 730,000 kilograms, and those of the other attributes weigh a total of 180,000 kilograms.
It is very heavy. In fact, the quality of seventh-level ores varies greatly. Some are as big as millstones and weigh only three or two jin, while some are as small as fingers but weigh tens of thousands of jin.
There are five seventh-level low-grade talismans, among which there is a talisman that gathers all five elements and can derive wind and thunder.
Looking at these talismans, Shen Lian was very glad that he did not give these guys the opportunity to release the talismans, otherwise he might not be able to capture so many He Dao.
There are seven spiritual objects with five elements attributes, such as Silver Crow and Sky Fire. The highest quality one is the Demon Bull Gem with the fourth earth rule.
Two intact Tao seeds, one Lieyang True Gold Mountain, which conform to the three rules and attributes of gold, wood and earth, and one Xuanming True Water, which conforms to the rules of water.
A spiritual item with water attribute that can protect against disasters.
In addition, there are nine volumes of various 'semi-immortal' level secret techniques and skills, and more than seventy volumes of 'spiritual level' techniques.
The total amount of low-grade spirit crystals is four hundred and fifty thousand.
There are seven seventh-level spiritual treasures that are still intact without their spirits, and six broken spiritual treasures, all of which have their spirits shattered.
The better ones among them are the space gate and a small petal bellyband, which have extremely strong defensive capabilities.
Why do a large number of these spiritual treasures have no spirit? After looking through the memories of these Hedao monks, we learned that in addition to the difficulty of the spirit of the weapon to overcome the heavenly tribulation, it is also related to the rules of the strings.
In order to inherit the grace, many Hedao monks in the sects are passed down from generation to generation, so that they can accumulate the power of several generations to create a more powerful spiritual treasure.
In order to prioritize improving the quality of spiritual treasures, most people do not nurture spirit weapons in the beginning.
In addition, the spirit of the stolen spiritual treasure must be killed to avoid any worries.
In general, among the Hedao cultivators I have met over the years, the ratio of whether there is spirit in the spiritual treasure or not is almost the same.
For someone like Shen Lian, if the Hunyuan Jade Disc had not undergone changes, he would not have wanted the spirit of the artifact at all.
He used the Hunyuan Dao Fire to refine the space gate and the small bellyband again. Only these two spiritual treasures were worthy of his attention. The rest had to be either sent back to the furnace for re-refining or left for the Hunyuan Jade Disc to devour.
The space gate is very good. After the Hun Kun demon scale was taken away by him, this space gate can just make up for the loss in Mi Xuzi's hands.
As for this bellyband...
Without talking about the style, let's just talk about it from the perspective of defense and practicality. It is indeed a fine piece. The flowers on it are gorgeous and beautiful, and it just lacks two peaches to set it off.
Shen Lian's eyes rolled around. He himself would never wear such clothes.
In addition to the gains from the storage of spiritual treasures, what remained were the eight physical bodies of the Hedao monks.
The Dao seeds can be dug out and reused. Among them, two are human, and the remaining six are all alien races, three of which are demons.
"Come here, everyone."
Shen Lian looked at the three little ones. Mi Xuzi didn't need so many Taoist monks to recover.
He picked out the corpses of monks suitable for the three little ones from the six alien races, and then threw them at the three little ones.
"One for each person."
Hedao's corpse fell down, and before the three little ones could get close, they were knocked away by the strong breath and rolled out in the small world.
They are only level six, but the master directly gave them level seven Hedao corpses. What's the difference between this and giving a big fish to a newborn kitten?
Where are they going to start?
"Master, I can't eat it."
Sanqian rubbed his head, he really felt like he had the will but not the strength.
"Master, would you like to give us the remaining two brothers?"
Dahei also came over, and while fixing the pliers that had just rolled out and dislocated, he said, "After gathering the five elements, maybe we can help the master build a formation or something."
"I remember there was a little green bug back then, but unfortunately I don't know where it went."
"Yes, master, get us two more brothers and sisters." Erwan echoed.
"That's true." Shen Lian nodded. When they were in the Yunxiao Realm, the three little ones could still do odd jobs, but now they have been staying in the small world for a long time.
"Okay, you also have a mission next. I gave you these corpses not for you to look at. You should hone yourselves and try to devour them as soon as possible."
As he spoke, Shen Lian’s spiritual consciousness enveloped the area, and clusters of memories fell down.
"After practicing, sort out all the information in these memories into different categories."
"Organizing information is what we do best."
Seeing that their master had made arrangements, the three little black cats were very happy.
…
Although the memory fragments of the eight Hedao monks killed by Mixuzi were not complete, the Hedao monks had practiced for 100,000 or 200,000 years and their memories were extremely long.
Shen Lian only roughly looked through the main ones. If he wanted to retrieve all the memory information, it would probably take at least a hundred or eighty years to complete.
Still following the old rules, picking out the important ones first and leaving the rest to Dahei and the others to clean up to prevent anything from being missed.
Of course, these lengthy memories will not be wasted, Shen Lian will incorporate them all into the Three Burials Soul Chaos Technique.
Previously in the Land of Filthy Light, this soul technique was avoided by a man with a tortoise shell. It was obvious that there was not enough nonsense in the soul technique.
…
After resting, Shen Lian rested for a few days and then began to return to Shangjuntian Realm.
The vast world, countless wonders, and steep peaks passed quickly before his eyes, but Shen Lian was not in the mood to appreciate them.
Mi Xuzi's exploratory trip ended successfully.
Apart from all the gains, he also found out what he wanted to find out before.
Just four words: the whole world is your enemy.
This test is enough to illustrate one thing: it doesn’t matter who the talented monk is or which ethnic group he belongs to.
It could be Zhang San, it could be Li Si, it could be him, Shen Lian. What’s important is that your talent has caused the Hedao Immortal Clan to feel a sense of crisis, and has also made some old guys see it as an opportunity.
In the final analysis, if you don't have a backer, there is nothing wrong with practicing, but it is a crime to possess a treasure.
The various great principles that he comprehended had an impact on the sects with established interests in Haotian Realm.
The old guy's talent has reached the end, but he is unwilling to give up his current status and realm, so he goes to steal other people's.
The key point is that Shen Lian is now the one who was robbed of Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Xiaoer, which is really stupid.
According to the descriptions in the memories of these Hedao monks, the cultivation environment in the three realms of Haotian is similar to climbing a ladder to heaven.
In the Lower Haotian Territory, there are some blank holy places and low-level mark holy places, and the cultivators at the third turn and twelfth floor realm are the strongest.
The Zhonghaotian Realm is the residence of more powerful first-level holy places such as the Black Water Mystic Snake and the Xingxiu Palace.
This type of holy land has the mark of the sixth-turn rules, is extremely powerful, and has many twelfth-level Hedao masters in charge.
According to the ranking of the sects arranged by Lingmu Immortal Palace, these forces are among the top ten to fifty major forces.
The Upper Haotian Realm and the Lower Cangtian Realm are the territories of the ten major sects and super powers.
As for the Middle Heaven and Upper Heaven realms, they are similar to the Turbid Air Realm, covered by thick clear air, forming a clear air realm, which is said to be the territory of Taoist practitioners.
Unlike the Holy Land of Hehe Dao, Taoist forces are generally small in scale. Some are even just a master and a disciple occupying a hilltop, digging two acres of spiritual fields, and hanging a sign to become a sect.
There is another interesting point here, that is, in the holy land of Hedao among the three realms of upper, middle and lower heavens, no matter it is a blank slate or a sect with small rule imprints, everyone has the opportunity to enter the lower realm of Cangtian.
As long as you get into the top three in the sect's battle to seize the position, you can move your entire sect to the Cangtian Realm.
Among the many Hedao cultivators who came down from Haotian Realm this time, there were two sects in the Middle Haotian Realm, namely Xingxiu Palace and Black Water Mystic Snake.
The Black Water Mystic Serpent was found based on the clan's imprint, and the Xingxiu Palace was purely a coincidence, as there were cultivators wandering around in the Turbid Air Realm.
The remaining sects all originated from the Lower Haotian Realm, with the Five Elements sects as the main body, while also taking into account the Yin and Yang attribute imprint sects.
By the way, there is also the giant Lingmu Fairy Palace, which is simply everywhere.
The main body of Hunyuan magic power is constructed based on the five elements of yin and yang, and it accommodates all the Taos on this basis. Even when the Tao seeds are condensed next, it will be the same.
It can be said that the next heavenly tribulation that comes with the Hedao movement will also require us to guard against the sects and forces belonging to the Five Elements and Yin and Yang.
All the sects in the Lower Haotian Realm that have condensed the imprint of rules have more or less taken into account the Five Elements, or one of the Five Elements.
In other words, these are all Shen Lian's potential enemies.
Just like this time, some monks from some sects did not come, but he had to take this danger into account in advance.
It's okay for the sects affected by the rules, after all, they are involved, but those cultivators who come for his body would not regret it even if they die a hundred times.
“It’s so uncomfortable!”
Stepping into the air, the colorful aurora around him was no longer beautiful in Shen Lian's eyes. How could he create such an enemy that everyone in the world would hate him?
It is obvious that he has been kind to others over the years.
"...That little fox is pretty good. After Mixuzi recovers, we can get in touch with it."
After regaining his composure, Shen Lian sped up. With so many potential enemies, he had to deal with them properly.
"Damn it, why are there so many Hedao cultivators in Haotian Realm!"
Shen Lian was very unhappy when thinking of so many potential enemies. After this fight, among the more than ten Hedao holy places that came down, many sects had more than one Hedao cultivator.
This is a bit too strong.
He had survived the heavenly tribulation of the He Dao, and with the blessing of his saintly demon clone and the assistance of the spiritual creatures that protected him from tribulations, he was able to survive the tribulation successfully. This was enough to prove that the probability of successfully achieving the He Dao was not high.
Compared to the common people, the number of Hedao cultivators in Haotian Realm is not large, but Shen Lian still feels that God favors the cultivators in Haotian Realm too much.
Standing in a piece of void, looking at the vague outlines of the area in all directions, Shen Lian's eyes gradually became more focused.
We need to make Mi Xuzi recover first, as Old Mi will have to take the lead in the next fierce battle.
"Go to the Fuguang Immortal Sect first, then go to the Tianxiang Demon Sect."
Muttering something, Shen Lian suddenly smiled.
What a coincidence, both of these sects have his good disciples.
A man was crossing the river by feeling the way of his master, and was almost touched bald by his master.
One of them betrayed his teacher and ancestors and stole the position of the sect leader.
"They are all good disciples..."
The voice faint dissipated into the void, and Shen Lian had already fled towards the outline of the distant area.
(End of this chapter)
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