Chapter 265: The Situation of the Human Race
Deep in the mountains.
Suddenly, a dazzling stream of light slammed heavily into a bottomless pool of icy water. The special aura emitted by the light quickly attracted many creatures. They sensed the source of the aura and came to the vicinity of the pool, but were afraid to move forward.
Because this pool of water is the territory of the Five-horned Snow Python Demon King. Although he is only in the early Nascent Soul stage, he relies on his powerful demon body and bloodline magical powers to be comparable to a strong man in the middle Nascent Soul stage. He is quite domineering in this area.
If you accidentally offend the other party, the consequences will be disastrous.
But the treasure is touching.
The brilliant light just now was most likely some kind of rare treasure. If I could get it, maybe I could greatly increase my strength in a short period of time.
So these creatures are hiding around and waiting for an opportunity to move. Today, the Five-horned Snow Python Demon King is not here, so the brave ones may rush up first.
Half an hour later.
Finally, a demon scorpion at the late Jindan level could no longer hold back and rushed towards the icy deep pool. Seeing this, the other demons and creatures did not move.
Click.
Follow the demon scorpion into the deep pool.
All living creatures stared intently.
And deep inside the tan.
The dazzling crystal had disappeared. The moment it penetrated into Shen Ping's forehead, his eyes suddenly opened, and then his powerful Nascent Soul stage consciousness scanned out.
laugh.
In just a few breaths, the aura of divine consciousness carrying pressure swept across the demon scorpion that had just rushed into the deep pond. The demon scorpion was immediately frightened and fled in panic.
Oh my god! This is not a treasure at all, it is actually a Yuanying strongman! Shen Ping frowned.
He naturally sensed the demon scorpion, but he did not take any action. Although it was not difficult to kill the demon scorpion with his current strength, he had just left Jiuzhou Tower and arrived in this unfamiliar environment, so it was better to act cautiously.
Converge your spiritual consciousness.
A trace of coldness lingered around the body.
Shen Ping sat cross-legged in the water, closed his eyes, and soon sensed the dazzling crystal deep in his sea of consciousness. Through the crystal, he saw a white jade tower inside.
"Jiuzhou Tower!"
He couldn't help but murmur.
He even began to miss his wives, concubines and fellow Taoists.
In the past, we had sex day and night.
I don't think there is anything.
But now that I have suddenly left the world, the longing for you has become even more uncontrollable.
But Shen Ping knew that now was not the time to be sentimental.
He doesn't have much time.
Even though the master had said it would take a thousand years, that was assuming nothing unexpected happened. This time the catastrophe had come to the five continents and four seas ahead of schedule, and it was obviously an accident. So he didn't dare to think about whether it would really take a thousand years.
"We must find the spiritual vein as soon as possible to enhance the spiritual energy of the five continents and four seas."
"Then find a way to go to the place where the human race's immortal path is flourishing and find Venerable Ling Yan... But the most urgent thing is to first understand the environment I am in."
The original location of Jiuzhou Tower was in the Black Mist Wasteland of the Dark Abyss. The environment on the edge of this area is very harsh and even more chaotic. This is because a kind of Black Mist Line Stone Fish will be born from time to time in the Black Mist Wasteland. This stone fish, combined with other special materials, can stabilize the mind and enhance one's spiritual soul power. It is the best auxiliary resource for the Nascent Soul to break through to the God Transformation stage, and it also has a certain effect on the strong people at the Lianxu level.
That's why.
Even though the cultivation environment at the edge of the black fog is harsh, many cultivators from various races gather here.
What Shen Ping needs to confirm now is which area, but before that, he has to find a safe place to live, at least not stay in this Wang Shentan.
call out.
The magical power of the strange beast in the body is activated.
He quickly rushed out of the deep pool.
At the same time, the purple-black jade armor inside the wide-patterned robe emitted a faint fluorescence. In addition, Shen Ping also secretly held six fifth-level talismans in his sleeves, including three fifth-level defense talismans, six-armor shield talismans, two attack talismans, small thunder and flame talismans, and one frozen talisman.
All over the world.
It is protected by the Zhenbao Tower.
He had never encountered real danger, nor had he experienced bloody fighting, but his inherent caution and fear of death had long since penetrated deep into his soul.
If his master had not reminded him not to use the talisman beast diagram and puppet beast easily, he would definitely take out his most powerful talisman.
As the body flashed out of the pool.
Shen Ping's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and his spiritual awareness also spread out quietly.
With this sweep, he immediately sensed dozens of Jindan-level creatures hiding in the distance.
"The demon race."
"Blood Spirit Clan."
"The Wood Clan..."
The time of preparation.
He had made up for a lot of knowledge about the human race and the various races of spiritual beings, especially the forms of each race, which he had already mastered by heart, so he recognized it at a glance.
The Jiuzhou Tower is the most precious treasure of the human race, so all the five continents and four seas are filled with human cultivators. For example, the Blood Crocodile Ancestor was just a cultivator derived from a monster and transformed, and did not belong to the monster race. But outside, the number of monsters is huge, but only monsters above the transformation stage are qualified to be called monsters, and the monster race is further divided into many races.
The several monsters lurking before us are only monster-like in appearance. After they transform in the future, they can also be called monsters. Of course, if you want to truly become a member of the monster clan, more conditions are required.
"roll!"
The powerful spiritual consciousness condensed into sound vibrations.
Since none of these creatures are Nascent Soul cultivators, Shen Ping will naturally not be polite. After all, he has the Yinchen Spirit Ring on him, and as long as they don't fight, other creatures will not be able to judge his true cultivation level. Therefore, disguising himself as a Nascent Soul powerhouse is the least likely to cause trouble.
Wait until there is no living being around.
He glanced at the cold, deep pool. The water was full of spiritual energy and still had some tyrannical aura. It should be the place where some powerful person practiced.
Can't stay here.
Think of this.
Shen Ping controlled the flying magic weapon and left quickly.
About two hours later.
He vaguely saw some buildings deep in the green mountains, so he stopped not far from the buildings.
Generally speaking.
Whether it is a market town or a fairy city, there will be formations covering and isolating it.
It would be difficult for ordinary cultivators to find it if they didn't know the exact location, but the market town in front of them didn't have any concealment formations, and there was no camouflage at all around.
However, this place is at the edge of the black fog after all, and cultivators of various races gather here, so there is no need to deliberately conceal the market place.
Watched for a moment.
When I saw other creatures landing directly in the market.
Shen Ping just walked in along the mossy stone path. However, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the market, he sensed a series of obscure spiritual scans, and the creatures of all races within his sight showed a hint of surprise in their eyes or on their faces the moment they saw him.
See here.
His heart sank slightly.
He continued walking forward with a calm expression, and at the same time a trace of Nascent Soul consciousness emanated from his body. When he sensed the fluctuation of the consciousness, all these obscure detections and gazes suddenly retracted.
It's obvious.
Here.
There are not many strong people in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
As we entered the market town.
Scattered and disparate buildings come into view.
Shen Ping frowned slightly, because he found that there were no human cultivators here, only creatures of various races. He suppressed his thoughts and came to a stall. Looking at some cultivation materials randomly placed there, he asked in the common language of the demon race: "What are the prices of these materials?"
"Thirty thousand spirit stones."
Hear the price.
There was a barely perceptible flash of surprise in Shen Ping's eyes. The materials sold by this vendor were Jindan-level resources. Although they were relatively ordinary, thirty thousand spirit stones were indeed very cheap. At least the same materials, if found in all over the world, would cost at least thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones.
He thought to himself that it seemed that the purchasing power of spirit stones here was very strong, or there were a lot of materials like this, otherwise it wouldn't be so cheap.
But even though it's cheap, he won't buy it directly here.
Just about to leave.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The vendor immediately said, "Senior, if you really want to buy it, just give me 23,000 spirit stones."
After hearing this, Shen Ping did not stop.
When the creatures of various races around saw this, they secretly thought that this human cultivator might be difficult to fool.
Wandered along the main road for a while.
He walked into the more beautifully decorated shops in the market.
Several foreign monks were strolling around the shop, and the receptionist seemed to be a fox girl in humanoid form. When she saw Shen Ping, she smiled and walked forward: "Senior, what do you need?"
What they said is also the common language of the demon clan.
Shen Ping said calmly: "I am new here and want a jade map slip."
The fox girl was not surprised. She walked to a shelf not far away, took out a jade slip, and handed it to Shen Ping, "Senior, this jade slip contains detailed information. You are welcome to read it."
"How many spirit stones?"
"This is a gift from your store to our senior."
The fox girl kept smiling.
She had a charming figure, with large areas of exposed fair skin, slender legs that were crystal clear, and skin lines without any blemishes. The only flaw was that her face had a distinct fox-like appearance.
Shen Ping took the jade slip, walked around the shop for a while, left a Jia Ling Talisman and left the shop.
call out.
He drove the magic weapon all the way to a river in a remote mountain range. After making sure that there were no foreign cultivators following him, he simply opened up a cave on the mountainside not far away.
Sit down cross-legged.
He casually threw out dozens of formation flags to cover up, and carefully examined the jade slip before his spiritual sense penetrated into it. The map jade slip was indeed very detailed, but the recorded scope was not large, only an area of tens of thousands of miles in radius. The records of areas farther away were relatively rough.
"Black Mist North Corner Cliff..."
Shen Ping's eyes flickered, and he took out the jade slip given by his master and compared them with each other, but this area was not included in his master's jade slip.
To this.
He didn't really care.
After all, Master said that the jade slips recorded information from more than 100,000 years ago, so it is normal for some errors and omissions to be compared to the present.
The Black Mist North Corner Cliff is adjacent to the Black Mist Jedi of the Dark Abyss. There are many cultivators of various races. As this place is very chaotic, the markets where various races gather are often robbed, or the Nascent Soul and God Transformation cultivators fight with each other, causing the markets to be destroyed. Therefore, many markets are now built temporarily. For example, the small market just now was established less than ten years ago.
As for the surrounding area, it is the southern end of the Heimang Mountains.
It is quite remote in Beijiao Cliff.
Most of them are areas where alien races and demon races are active.
The human race is mainly concentrated in the eastern part of the Black Mang Mountains.
Got the general idea.
Shen Ping took a short rest here, and then headed straight for the eastern area. It would take him one or two hours to get from the southern end to the eastern end even if he was driving a top-grade flying magic weapon. During the journey, he would also need to cross many places where big monsters or hermits lived.
To avoid trouble.
His spiritual sense swept across from time to time along the way, and the powerful spiritual sense that was about to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage really shocked many foreign cultivators.
There are naturally powerful cultivators in the Dark Abyss, but on the edge of this black foggy wasteland, there are very few strong people at the Lianxu level. After all, the resources here are relatively scarce in the eyes of Lianxu cultivators, and even the black fog line stone fish can only be of some help to them.
Although cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage are not considered powerful, they usually will not act rashly in such a chaotic place without being very sure of the outcome.
that's all.
Shen Ping arrived at the eastern area safely.
According to the map jade slip.
He landed at Qingjiaofang City, which had been established for a hundred years.
The name of the market is very straightforward.
Because the one who established this market town was a green dragon from the demon clan. With its powerful strength and relatively law-abiding nature, this market town gradually became increasingly prosperous. However, the overall layout of the market town was very messy. Except for a few decent streets in the middle, other places were randomly dug caves. Even so, the rental prices of these caves were not low.
And just as Shen Ping was strolling around the shops.
The main street suddenly became lively.
I could hear a voice continue to ring out faintly: "The An sisters will be auctioned off in ten days, and the highest bidder will win!"
Immediately afterwards, there were discussions among the foreign monks not far from Shen Ping.
“Tsk tsk, these An sisters are pretty human cultivators. They were taken into Senior Qing Jiao’s cave only 20 years ago. I didn’t expect that they would get bored so quickly.”
"The demon dragon is naturally romantic. Besides, in recent years, which female cultivator of the human race that was taken in by it would not be auctioned off?"
"Who made the human race decline? The demon race that was once oppressed will naturally take revenge."
"In the list of all spirits, the human race is almost at the bottom... If it weren't for the previous foundation, I'm afraid we would have long since become a weak and insignificant race."
"It's only a matter of time."
Listen to these undisguised discussions.
Shen Ping frowned.
He didn't expect to encounter such a thing in this market where humans gathered.
Wait until the sound is far away.
He came to a medicine shop run by a human cultivator.
I just bought two bottles of pills.
He tried to find out by asking around.
The shopkeeper sighed, "The An sisters are unlucky. They just arrived at the Qing Jiao Shop and met the Qing Jiao who was pretending to be wandering around. The Qing Jiao was pretty good in other aspects, but he was a playboy, especially fond of our human female cultivators..."
Shen Ping asked about the Wanling List again.
The owner of the medicine shop looked at Shen Ping strangely, as if wondering why he didn't know about the Myriad Spirits List. However, he didn't delve into it and said, "The Myriad Spirits List is a strange list that was spread tens of thousands of years ago and can affect the rise and fall of a race. No one knows how it affects it, but it really exists. For example, the demon race rose up thanks to the Myriad Spirits List. The most obvious thing is that there are more and more demon beasts with bloodline magical powers!"
"Our human race is stronger than the demon race in terms of magic and magic weapons, but facing the power of bloodline magic, we are inevitably at a disadvantage. Over time, we are suppressed by the demon race."
Shen Ping's heart sank when he heard this. The cultivation world is so huge, and most of the lower-level cultivators are working hard for themselves. Who would pay attention to the affairs of their clan? And now even the lower levels of this Black Mist Wasteland are known to everyone. One can imagine the influence of the Ten Thousand Spirits List.
(End of this chapter)