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."
眼看接连开出了宝贝，二万有些忐忑的递过来一件储物灵宝。
很快，一朵青色莲花从二万递过来的储物灵宝中飞出，浓郁的药力生机滂沱如雾。
“七阶生机雾莲！”
“嘿，老弥的运气也不错。”
……
就说嘛，这些道友要身份有身份，要背景有背景，怎么可能没有点收藏。
一枚枚储物灵宝接连打开，沈炼嘿嘿笑的都合不拢嘴了。
不愧是合道前辈，馈赠就是多。
这还只是道基，不知道那几位十二楼境的前辈底蕴如何？
下次，下次一定敲下来看看。
……
七阶灵药加起来六十七株。
六阶灵药上千株。
七阶日常修炼所用的寰道灵丹两百三十颗，紫寰丹三十七颗，其它种类的灵丹一百六十多颗。
普通七阶层次的矿石，五行种类的有七十三万钧，其余各类属性的矿石加起来十八万钧。
分量很重，实际上七阶矿石质量差别很大，有些大若磨盘也不过三两钧重，有些小若指头却有万钧之沉。
七阶下品灵符五张，其中有一件五行齐聚，衍聚风雷的符宝。
看着这些灵符，沈炼也很庆幸，没有给这些家伙释放灵符的机会，不然还真不一定能拿下这么多合道。
银乌天火等五行属性的灵物七件，品质最高的就是那块四转土之规则的妖牛宝石。
完好道种两件，烈阳真金山一座，契合金木土三种规则属性，玄溟真水一道，契合水之规则。
水属性庇劫灵物一件。
另外，各种‘半仙’层次秘术功法九卷，‘灵级’的七十多卷。
下品灵晶加起来四十五万。
七阶没有器灵还算完好的灵宝七件，破碎的灵宝六件，器灵都被打碎。
其中比较好的就是空间门，和一件花瓣小肚兜，防御力极强强大。
为何这些灵宝有很大一部分没有器灵，经过翻阅这些合道修士的记忆后得知，除了器灵天劫难渡之外，也和规则琴弦有关。
为了能够继承恩泽，很多宗门内的合道修士都是一代代传下来的，为的就是能够积数代之力打造出一件威力更强的灵宝。
为了优先提升灵宝品质，大都在一开始不蕴养器灵。
另外，就是抢来的灵宝必须干掉器灵，免得有后顾之忧。
整体来说，这些年来碰到的合道修士中，灵宝中器灵存不存在的比率差不多持平。
如沈炼这样的，若不是混元玉碟有了变化，他根本都不会要器灵。
用混元道火将空间门和小肚兜重新祭炼了一遍，也就这两件灵宝还算能入得了他的眼睛，剩下的要么回炉重造，要么就留给混元玉碟吞噬。
空间门很不错，浑鲲妖鳞被他拿走后，这件空间门刚好可以弥补弥虚子手中的缺失。
至于这件肚兜……
不说样式，咱们就单纯从防御和实用角度来说，确实是一件精品，上面的花朵绚烂无比，美不胜收，就是差两个桃子衬托一下。
沈炼眼珠子乱转，他堂堂本尊是绝不会穿的。
除了储物灵宝中的收获外，剩下的就是八具合道修士的肉身了。
道种可以扒出来重复利用，其中人族两人，剩下的六位都是异族，妖族占了三位。
“都过来。”
沈炼看向了三小只，弥虚子恢复根本用不了这么多道基修士。
他从六位异族中分别挑出来适合三小只的修士尸骨，接着朝着三小只抛了过去。
“一人一个。”
合道尸骨落下，三小只还没有靠近，就被浓烈的气息给掀翻出去，连续在小世界中翻滚出去。
它们才是六阶呀，主人直接给七阶合道尸骨，这和给刚出生的小狸奴一条大鱼有什么区别。
它们要从哪里下口啊。
“主人，吃不到。”
三千揉了揉自己的脑壳，真的是‘心有鱼而力不足’。
“主人，要不要给我们补齐剩下的两个兄弟呀。”
大黑也凑了上来，一边将自己刚刚翻滚出去脱节的钳子装好，一边开口说道：“凑齐五行后，说不定我们也能帮主人构建个阵法什么的。”
“记得当年有一只青色小虫子，可惜不知道跑哪里去了。”
“对呀主人，再给弄两个兄弟姐妹。”二万随身附和着。
“倒也是。”沈炼点了点头，以前在云霄界，三小只还能打打杂，现在窝在小世界内很久了。
“行了，接下来你们也有任务，给你们这些合道尸骨，不是让你们看的，好好磨炼自己，争取早一天将它们吞掉。”
说着，沈炼神念笼罩了下来，一团团记忆垂落而下。
“修炼之余，将这些记忆中的所有信息，都分门别类的整理出来。”
“整理信息，我们最拿手了。”
看到主人有安排，大黑三小只还是很高兴的。
……
弥虚子干掉的八尊合道修士，虽说抓回来的记忆碎片并不全，可合道修士动辄一二十万年的修炼岁月，记忆冗长无比。
沈炼只是大体翻了一下主要的，想要将所有的记忆信息都翻查出来，那估计没有个百八十年根本完不成。
还是按照老规矩，先捡重点的翻翻看，剩下的交给大黑它们来清理出来，防止有什么遗漏的地方。
当然，这些冗长的记忆也不会浪费，沈炼将会把它们都纳入到三葬乱魂术中。
之前在秽光之地，被一个龟甲男避开了此魂术，明显就是魂术内的废言废语还不够多。
……
休整完了之后，沈炼休息了几日后，开始朝着上钧天境返回。
浩瀚天地，奇景无数，险峻奇峰，快速的在他眼前划过，可沈炼并没有心情去欣赏。
此次弥虚子试探之旅，也算是圆满落幕。
刨除掉诸般收获之外，他之前所想要窥探的事情，也都算是窥探出来了。
就四个字，举界皆敌。
经过这次试探，足以说明一个问题，其实拥有天赋的修士是谁，哪一个族群的都不重要。
可以是张三，可以是李四，可以是他沈炼，重要的是你的天赋让合道仙阀产生了危机感，更让一些老家伙当做了机缘。
归根结底，背后没有靠山，修行无罪，怀璧其罪。
所参悟的诸般大道规则，影响到了昊天境既定利益的宗门。
老家伙的天赋走到尽头，又不愿意舍弃现在的地位和境界，就去抢别人的。
关键现在沈炼就是这个被抢张三李四王小二，这就很草蛋了。
根据这些合道修士记忆中描述，昊天三境内修行环境类似于登天梯。
下昊天境内，都是一些白板圣地和低阶印记圣地，三转十二楼境的修士就属于最强者。
中昊天境，是黑水玄蛇、星宿宫这等更强一级圣地的居所。
这类圣地，拥有六转规则印记，势力强横无比，拥有多尊十二楼境合道坐镇。
按灵木仙宫排列的宗门排序来算，这些势力都是十到五十之间的大势力。
上昊天境和下苍天境，则是十大宗门和超级势力的地盘。
至于中苍天和上苍天境，类似于浊气界一样，被浓郁的清气覆盖起来，形成了一片清气界域，据说是道修地盘。
和合道圣地不一样，道修势力普遍规模都不大，有些甚至直接是师徒两人占一个山头，挖两亩灵田，挂一个牌子就成宗了。
这里还有一个有意思的地方，那就是上中下三大境天中的合道圣地，无论是白板还是小规则印记宗门，都有机会进入下苍天境。
只要在宗门夺取位战中取得前三名，就能举宗搬迁到苍天境。
这次从昊天境下来的诸多合道修士中，其中中昊天境的就两个宗门星宿宫和黑水玄蛇。
黑水玄蛇是根据族群印记下来的，星宿宫纯粹是碰巧了，有修士在浊气界域晃荡。
剩下的各宗则都出身在下昊天境，以五行属性宗门为主体，兼顾阴阳属性印记宗门。
对了，还有灵木仙宫这个巨擘，简直就是无处不在。
混元法力主体是以五行阴阳构建，以此为基础容纳诸道，哪怕是接下来凝练道种，也将是如此。
可以说，接下来合道天劫，需要防备的也将是五行、阴阳所属的宗门势力。
而下昊天境的宗门凡是凝练出规则印记的，多多少少都兼顾了五行，或者五行中的某一种类。
也就是说，这些都是沈炼潜在的敌人。
就像这次，有些宗门的修士没有来，可他不能不提前将这份危险算进来。
受规则影响的宗门还好说，毕竟算是有牵扯，可那些奔着他身子来的修士可就死一百遍都不足惜了。
“真难受啊！”
踏步凌空，四周绚丽多彩的极光在沈炼眼中也不美丽了，他怎么就搞出来一个举世皆敌了呢。
明明这多年来，他都是与人为善的。
“……那只小狐狸倒是不错，等弥虚子恢复之后，倒是可以接触一下。”
重振了思绪后，沈炼将速度提了起来，如此多潜在敌人，接下来必须要好好应对才是。
“他娘的，昊天境的合道修士为何这么多！”
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 faint voice dissipated into the void, and Shen Lian had already fled towards the outline of the distant area.
(End of this chapter)