After everything was ready, Yi Xichen and his eldest grandson Jun set out on the journey to the Void.
In the southeast of the Xiuzhen Continent, Yi Xichen and his eldest grandson, Jun Yujian, flew for two days, passing through mountains, rivers, and plains. The spiritual energy under their feet became thinner and thinner. Finally, the town and the grass were all left behind, and a dark land appeared before them.
They arrived at the city of Evil.
The city of Evil is the town closest to the void. At the end of the Land of Black Death is the endless sea of nothingness.
A long time ago, the Black Death Land was a deserted place, because there was no spiritual energy, no grass, and it was often attacked by thunderstorms, so cultivators would not come here. But 1,500 years ago, the Fire Cloud Patriarch discovered that after passing through the Void Sea shrouded by thunderstorms, there was a rare piece of pure land, which was the Void Boundary. So from then on, the Fire Cloud Patriarch established his foothold in the Void Boundary, founded a sect, and became the first Void Sect Master.
Thousands of years ago, Patriarch Huoyun overcame the calamity and ascended to heaven. He then passed the position of the Void Sect Master to his disciple Yuan Chendu, who is now the Void Sect Master.
The Void Boundary opens once every ten years. Before the Void Boundary opens, Evil Hua City is still an empty city with no one in it. But in the year of the opening, Evil Hua City will become extremely lively, with cultivators from all over rushing to the Land of Black Death, with at least hundreds of people.
However, not all of these hundreds of people were interested in breaking into the Void World to become disciples and learn the truth.
The thunderstorms in the Sea of Nothingness are extremely dangerous. If you don't have enough cultivation to protect yourself, you will be crushed to pieces as soon as you go out to sea, let alone reach the Sea of Nothingness. Those who can really pass through the Sea of Nothingness are at least cultivators above the Golden Core stage. In other words, most of these people are real people and powerful beings, and there are many masters and elders of famous families among them.
Although Yuan Chen has not yet ascended to heaven, he is a Mahayana cultivator, and is worthy of the title of Earthly Immortal. It is a great honor to receive his guidance. His disciples are naturally not ordinary people. Every ten years, at least dozens of high-level cultivators enter the Void Sea, but the number of those who can truly reach him is only two every thirty years on average.
Therefore, among the hundreds of people who came to the Black Death Land at this time, only a few dozen people actually intended to break into the Void Realm, and the rest either came to watch the excitement or to seek a disciple - not to the Void Master, but to the high-level monks who wanted to worship the Void Master. After all, these Jindan monks were not easy to see at ordinary times, and this was the easiest time to deal with them.
After entering Ehua City, the eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen went to look for a place to stay. Although the monks had cultivation and were not afraid of eating wind and drinking dew, they all valued respectability, especially since there were so many immortals and elders here. What would it look like if a group of people lay shoulder to shoulder on the ground at night? They still needed a place to rest. Therefore, there were also inns and Taoist temples in Ehua City. People came to take care of them early, hoping to take the opportunity to watch the excitement or earn some immortal materials.
The two walked to the door of an inn and saw a group of monks gathered around. Some of them were looking downcast, while others were looking up. There were no high-ranking people among them, and they were not going to break into the void. Yi Xichen immediately had some guesses in his mind: it seems that there is a master living in this inn, and these monks are here for the people inside.
The two pushed through the crowd and saw two people sitting at two tables in the lobby of the inn. The one at the left table looked handsome but arrogant. He was wearing a disciple's uniform with three white stripes on his chest. He seemed to be the highest-ranking disciple in a large sect. The one at the right table had a bright and gentle look, and was wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe. He was drinking tea leisurely. His Taoist robe was very beautiful, the color of the sky after the rain, which attracted people to take a second look.
The cultivation bases of these two men were not low. The one wearing disciple clothes was already in the fusion stage and was about to form a golden core. As for the independent cultivator, he had deliberately lowered his cultivation base. Although it was impossible to tell how powerful he was, it was certain that he had at least formed a golden core a long time ago - in other words, this man was most likely here for the Lord of the Void Sect!
One of these two is the eldest disciple of a large sect, and the other is of an unknown identity but has unfathomable cultivation. Although there are many small sects outside who covet his position, they know that their status is too low and dare not come in and sit with the two.
As soon as the eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen entered the inn, the two men looked at them. The man drinking tea looked at the eldest grandson Zijun for a moment, lowered his eyes thoughtfully, then smiled at them in a friendly manner and looked away; while the man in the disciple's uniform showed an extremely impatient look after seeing them.
The man raised his face and said coldly: "My master does not accept disciples. If you are interested, please do not bother me anymore!"
The eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen looked at each other in confusion, and Yi Xichen asked, "Who is your master?"
The man's face froze. Someone actually asked him who his master was?! He was still wearing his disciple uniform. Was this person blind?!
The eldest grandson Zijun looked at his disciple uniform, touched his chin and said, "I have some impression of this uniform." During those chaotic eight years, he participated in the World Conference on Taoism and made a big splash, so he had seen the disciple uniforms of various major sects.
The man's face darkened. Some impression? Just some impression? How could someone say that he only had some impression after meeting the Hongmeng Sect, the world's number one immortal sect? No! This must be a deliberate insult!
"Tsk." The eldest grandson Zijun shook his head, "I can't remember the name." Although he had a photographic memory, there were so many immortal sects in the world, and he couldn't match the names of the sects one by one just by looking at the disciples' uniforms.
The man's face was completely distorted. He slammed the table and stood up, furious, glaring at Yi Xichen and his eldest grandson Zijun. The high-level cultivator next to him seemed to chuckle, but when he looked at him, he found that he was drinking his tea seriously, as if he knew nothing about what was happening around him.
The group of young Taoist priests surrounding outside had already fallen silent.
Yi Xichen said to his eldest grandson Zijun in astonishment: "We don't recognize him. He seems to be angry. He must be from a big sect."
The eldest grandson Jun groaned.
In fact, looking at this person's dress and cultivation, you can tell that his sect should be of great origin. You can't tell spiritual roots without testing, but you can judge cultivation from the other person's aura. If the other person is intentionally restraining his aura, then you can't see it clearly. If you deliberately use your aura to test the other person's aura, you may be able to test out something. But if the other person is intentionally restraining his aura, and you still deliberately test it, that is provocative behavior, very rude, and it is likely to cause a conflict. So the easiest way to judge the other person's identity is actually to look at the other person's dress.
The higher the status of a person, the higher the level of his or her status. In addition to the weapons that must match his or her status, his or her crown, hairpins, clothing, and shoes are also of high quality. For example, this senior disciple's disciple's clothing is made of scorched tail silk, which is resistant to all five elements. He is also wearing a pair of Dengyun shoes, which shows that he is of extraordinary status. Moreover, a cultivator who is about to form a pill is only a disciple of a sect. This sect must be very powerful. If it were a small sect, I'm afraid even the elders would not have such a level of cultivation.
Similarly, the reason why the other party began to look down on Chang Sunzi Jun and Yi Xichen based on just one impression was because, apart from Chang Sunzi Jun's powerful sword, everything else on the two of them could only be described as broken copper, rotten iron, and tattered clothes.
Finally, one of the disciples watching outside couldn't help but speak up: "Did these two do this on purpose? They actually said they didn't know the Hongmeng Sect?"
Yi Xichen finally realized: "Oh, you are a fellow disciple from the Hongmeng Sect. I am so sorry for my disrespect!"
Although there are hundreds of sects in the world, there is a saying that "Tianjian in the South and Hongmeng in the North". The two sects with the greatest power and the highest level of cultivation are Tianjian Sect and Hongmeng Sect. Hongmeng Sect is even more powerful than Tianjian Sect and is known as the world's number one sect. It's not that Yi Xichen didn't know about Hongmeng Sect, but he had never seen it before, so he didn't recognize it.
The disciple's expression softened slightly, but he was still full of arrogance: "Hongmeng Sect, Gao Tianzhu."
This is just introducing myself. Didn't you say you didn't know me? Do you know me now?
Yi Xichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He finally understood now that even the Hongmeng Sect had a master come this time, and those outsiders were probably coming for the Hongmeng Sect. The Hongmeng Sect couldn't stand being harassed, so they sent a disciple out to stop them. When the other party saw them, they thought they were also from the Hongmeng Sect.
As a return gift, Yi Xichen bowed and said, "The free cultivator will win."
"A casual cultivator, invincible."
After reporting their whereabouts and completing the formalities, the two had no interest in tangling with Gao Tianzhu anymore and walked straight towards the shopkeeper, intending to go to the room to rest.
Gao Tianzhu was stunned. Invincible? Sure to win? Is this a person's name? If it was a name he came up with, it would be too shameless, right? And what does this mean? He ignored him after introducing himself? Shouldn't he apologize to him out of shame?
The shopkeeper was also watching the excitement. Yi Xichen walked up to him and asked, "Excuse me, are there any rooms available?"
The shopkeeper said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, one high-level spirit stone per night."
"Hey!" Gao Tianzhu said unhappily, "Didn't you just say you didn't have a room?"
The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Ah, this, after I finished the inventory, I found that there are actually two rooms left."
The shopkeeper was also a casual cultivator. He came here six months in advance to run the inn. In fact, he wanted to be close to the water and the building to get the moon first. He wanted to take the opportunity to contact high-level cultivators and learn from them. Just now, a Taoist who wanted to get close to the Hongmeng Sect came to ask for a room. He was afraid that someone would take away his opportunity, so he said that there was no room. But since his eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen were not interested in the Hongmeng Sect, the room was naturally available again.
Unexpectedly, Yi Xichen didn't feel lucky at all. Instead, he frowned and shouted, "One high-level spirit stone per night? You are trying to steal money!"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "All inns in Ehua City charge this price. My room is considered cheap. If you don't believe me, just ask somewhere else. But I'm afraid that when you come back, there won't be any rooms left here."
This is true. Evil Hua City is located in a remote area with thin spiritual energy. If it weren't for the opening of Void Sea, no one would come here. It's not easy to transport things here, so it's reasonable that the price is expensive. In other cultivation towns, staying a night only costs a few primary spiritual stones, but here, a high-level spiritual stone is considered a very fair price.
Yi Xichen looked distressed.
Gao Tianzhu looked down on them even more. To him, a high-level spirit stone was just a gem on his belt. How poor must they be to not even be able to pay for a room! Even the Hongmeng Sect didn't know about this. They were either little disciples who had never left the sect, or country bumpkins. So, what on earth were these two doing in Evil Hua City? Just to watch the excitement? Even if you want to watch the excitement, you have to do your homework!
The shopkeeper asked, "Do you two need a room?"
Yi Xichen was extremely distressed, and he gritted his teeth and uttered one word: "Yes."
The shopkeeper took out two unlocking cards to open the door, and Yi Xichen hurriedly said, "One room will be enough!" - There are still a few days before the opening of the Void Boundless Realm, and one high-level spirit stone per day for a room is simply plucking feathers from an iron rooster!
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and also found it funny, so he threw a card to unlock the account to him.
Yi Xichen gritted his teeth and took out a high-level spirit stone from his bag. The shopkeeper reached out to take it, but he held it tightly and refused to let go. The two of them argued for a while before he let go and took the seal with a tearful face.
"Tsk!" Gao Tianzhu snorted in disdain and sat down. He felt it was beneath his dignity to have a quarrel with two such poor and sour people.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, and Yi Xichen went upstairs and entered the house. When they reached the stairs, the eldest grandson, Zijun, glanced downstairs. The wandering cultivator was still brewing the tea in his teacup slowly. When he noticed the eldest grandson, Zijun's gaze, he raised his eyes and smiled gently and friendly. His eyes were gray, without any luster, which seemed a bit inconsistent with his bright and soft sky blue Taoist robe - lifeless eyes and lively clothes.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, narrowed his eyes slightly. He telepathically said, "This person... looks familiar."
Yi Xichen also looked downstairs in surprise.
Gao Tianzhu thought they were looking at him, so he turned his head away to show his disdain.
The casual cultivator still met Yi Xichen's gaze with a good temper and smiled.
Yi Xichen asked: "Have you seen him?"
"No." The eldest grandson Jun was very sure that he had never seen this person before. It was just that this person looked familiar from a certain angle or in a certain way, as if he was someone he knew. But after that fleeting moment, he could no longer remember who this person looked like.
"Let's go." Since he couldn't remember, the eldest grandson Jun didn't bother with it anymore and went back to his room.
The next morning, Yi Xichen was sleeping soundly. He turned over comfortably and suddenly felt something soft pressing against his body.
"Ji!" Feiji's scream woke both him and his eldest grandson Zijun.
Yi Xichen hurriedly sat up to check, and saw Fei Ji squatting at the head of the bed, looking pitiful, with his grey hair in disarray, obviously having been crushed when he turned over.
The eldest grandson Jun slapped Feiji down with a dark face. Feiji flew onto the table and pitifully used his mouth to tidy up his bird feathers.
Yi Xichen was helpless. When Feiji was still an egg, she was particularly attached to him and always liked to stick to him. After coming out of the eggshell, she would drill into his arms whenever she had the chance, as if there was energy in his body that attracted this spiritual bird. Feiji would often drill out of the Qiankun bag in the middle of the night and sleep next to him, and it was common for him to roll over and press her down.
But if it was a few days ago, Feiji would have chirped and pecked them in revenge after being suppressed by him and slapped off the bed by his eldest grandson, Zijun. However, since Feiji ate a lot of spiritual stones and his spiritual power increased, the bird's character seemed to have gradually matured. Except for the fact that he still loved to stick to Yi Xichen, he was much more obedient at other times.
Yi Xichen actually felt a sense of relief that his child had grown up, so after getting out of bed, he patted Fei Ji's head comfortingly: "Sorry."
Feiji immediately flapped its wings happily again and rubbed its head against the palm of his hand.
The Qiankun bag couldn't hold Feiji at all. It came and went freely. Sometimes it was willing to stay in the bag, which made them worry-free. Sometimes it didn't want to go in, and they couldn't force it. After packing up, the two of them went out to stroll around the market in Ehua City. Feiji didn't want to get into the bag today, so he rode on Yi Xichen's shoulders and flapped his wings to fly for a while.
Early in the morning, they took a quick look around the market and were stunned by the prices of things there.
Just like the inn, the immortal materials sold here are more than ten times more expensive than other cultivation towns, because the Black Death Land does not produce spiritual objects, and all the things are brought in from outside by the cultivators. And those who buy things here are usually those who are in urgent need, so the prices are naturally outrageous.
The two of them walked around for a while, but they were getting bored. Just as they were about to leave, they heard a fat chirp: "Chi--!"
The two of them turned their heads suddenly and found that Fei Ji was fighting with a black wind dog!
The black wind dog was pitch black, and stood on all fours about half a person's height. It moved swiftly, and could spit out a black whirlwind from its mouth. Once anything around it touched the whirlwind, it would be immediately sucked into it!
He jumped up and down towards Feiji, opened his bloody mouth and tried to catch Feiji, but although Feiji was fat, he was very agile and dodged left and right, so the Black Wind Dog couldn't catch him. The Black Wind Dog blew out a black wind, and no matter how fast Feiji flew, he was not as fast as the wind, and was immediately swept into the black wind!
Yi Xichen frowned and was about to step forward to save the bird, but his eldest grandson Zijun held his shoulder and signaled him not to move.
Yi Xichen looked at him in confusion. Even though his eldest grandson, Zijun, didn't like Feiji, he wasn't the type to sit by and watch Feiji being bullied.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, said, "It's not afraid. Let's see what it does."
Yi Xichen was stunned for a moment, then he understood. The eldest grandson, Zijun, thought that this black wind could not trap Feiji. Moreover, Feiji's spiritual power was already very strong. They didn't know what kind of magic this bird would use, but they could take this opportunity to observe it.
Sure enough, Feiji flapped its wings calmly and flew out from the middle of the whirlwind, and the rapidly spinning black wind was actually ignored by it.
The Black Wind Dog was startled and blew out several more whirlwinds. Fei Ji wandered leisurely in the whirlwinds, not affected at all. However, it did not attack the Black Wind Dog, but occasionally raised its head and made a "chi" sound, as if mocking the Black Wind Dog.
A lot of people had gathered around to watch, and they were all amazed by this scene.
"What kind of bird is this? I've never seen one before!"
"I don't know either. This is the first time I've seen a spirit beast!"
The Black Wind Dog suddenly stopped attacking. He crouched down and didn't move for a while. After a while, he shook his ears, stood up again, and stopped using magic. Instead, he kept biting Fei Ji. Although Fei Ji was not afraid of his Black Wind, it was always bad to be bitten by a wolf, so he dodged and kept retreating.
"Jiji!" Feiji made a dissatisfied sound, staring at Yi Xichen and his eldest grandson Zijun with his round black eyes, obviously protesting why they did not help him but watched him being bullied by a dog.
The eldest grandson Jun narrowed his eyes. When the Black Wind Dog was lying on the ground just now, it didn't seem to be thinking. It seemed that someone had given it some instructions, so it changed its attack strategy. But now, the Black Wind Dog was not attacking, but rather driving Fei Ji in a certain direction.
The eldest grandson Zijun sneered and silently recited a spell. There was a loud bang and a bolt of lightning struck. The ground not far away turned into scorched earth and an alchemy practitioner fell to the ground in a panic!
The people around were all focused on the fight between the Black Wind Dog and the Spirit Bird. Only when the thunder and fire started did they look over. There was originally a formation diagram drawn on the scorched earth struck by lightning, but now it was in ruins.
People were surprised and said: "It's a beast pill cultivator!" "It's a beast trap array!"
The man standing in formation was a beast cultivator. He had a fair face, narrow jaw, and long eyebrows. Although he was a man, he was covered in powder and rouge, and looked extremely feminine. He got up and shouted angrily in a shrill voice, "Who sneaked up on me!"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, stretched out his hand and blew a whistle, signaling Feiji to come back. Feiji immediately flew back obediently, but it just circled on the palm of the eldest grandson, Zijun, and turned its head to land on Yi Xichen's shoulder.
The eldest grandson, Zijun: “…Humph.”
Fatty Ji: “Ji!”
The alchemist looked at them, sized them up, and said coldly, "Are you the ones who attacked me?"
"Ambush?" Yi Xichen laughed, "This fellow Taoist is really unreasonable. It was you who ambush my bird first, and you have the nerve to say that we ambush you?"
"Your bird?" The beast cultivator turned a blind eye to Feiji landing on his shoulder and sneered, "It's clearly a natural spirit beast. How can you say it's your bird? Have you made a contract with it?"
Yi Xichen was stunned for a moment, then frowned in disgust.
Taoists can sign spiritual contracts, and there are several types of spiritual contracts. The first type is the spiritual contract, which is often signed between Taoist couples. After signing the contract, both parties can communicate with each other and use the power of spiritual connection to sense each other's status and location no matter where they are. The second type is the ghost contract, where the Taoist uses his soul as collateral to borrow powerful power from the ghost world, but when the power is exhausted, the Taoist's soul will be scattered. The third type is the slave contract, which is also called the beast contract by some people. It is even more vicious than the ghost contract. The contract maker can invade the consciousness of the contractee at any time, stir up the inner demons of the contractee, and make the contractee extremely painful, so he has to obey the contract maker. This kind of magic is no longer a simple spiritual contract, it is more like a kind of poison to control others.
Yi Xichen scolded with a cold face: "What a weird way!" If Jade Ying Zhenren and Qiu Jian were here, they would probably find it strange to hear these words coming from Yi Xichen's mouth.
Slave contracts can be signed not only between humans and demons and beasts, but also between humans, demons, or humans and ghosts. However, in the early years, human and demon cultivators discriminated against each other, so it was common to use this technique on non-human races. However, after several wars between humans and demons over the past thousands of years, both sides gradually realized that humans and demons only had different methods of cultivation, and there was no difference between superior and inferior. This technique was gradually no longer recognized. Moreover, since the spiritual contract must be signed voluntarily by both parties, and it is almost impossible for such an unequal contract to be signed voluntarily, the contract maker often uses despicable means when signing the contract, which is naturally even more criticized.
But this kind of evil is different from the devil's way, because it was once accepted for a long time, so even if it is despised now, it is difficult to label it as the devil and kill it just because the other party uses this kind of magic.
Not to mention that Yi Xichen only planned to keep Fei Ji temporarily, even if he really wanted to keep Fei Ji, he would never make such a malicious contract.
Not only Yi Xichen, most of the people present cast disgusted looks at the beast alchemist.
However, the man didn't care at all. He smiled with his eyes downcast: "You sword cultivators have always been so self-righteous. As long as we don't compete with each other with swords, don't you think we are evil? The world is so big, I can practice whatever way I want, what's it to you!"
"Ha!" Yi Xichen laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" The beast Dan Xiu frowned.
"Nothing, it's just that I always thought I was pretty shameless, but after meeting you today, I realized that I'm just thick-skinned, and there's still a long way to go before I can be considered shameless."
The alchemist was obviously used to being scolded for being shameless, so he ignored this and stared greedily at the fat bird resting on Yi Xichen's shoulder: "Hand over the bird, or I'll snatch it away myself..."
Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly blown away by a powerful sword energy. His back hit a wall heavily and blood spurted out of his mouth!
The eldest grandson Zijun said calmly: "I don't care what kind of Taoism you practice; you don't care who I beat up."
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