Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence.

Chapter 243 The First Abyss

The back hall of the Taoist Palace.

Zhang Yao and the ancestor Mingyuan were still drinking and talking in the viewing pavilion.

"Master, Fellow Daoist Qingxu!"

Suddenly, Master Black Abyss hurried over, his face a little ugly.

"Huh? What happened?"

Both of them turned their heads to look at him. Patriarch Mingyuan frowned and asked a question.

"Is such that……"

Master Heiyuan settled his mind before saying in a deep voice:

"Since a few days ago, when I was inspecting outside with Sect Master Yingmo and Patriarch Jiuhua, I discovered that there was something wrong with those foreign Golden Core cultivators."

"Their exchanges are too frequent. Even if it's a small auction or a ceremony, it's impossible to hold it every day, right?"

"We were suspicious at first, until today we accidentally bumped into them..."

After he recounted the incident in detail, he finally said:

"So, after our investigation, it can be basically confirmed that they have been intensifying their conspiracy recently."

"So far, at least four or five gangs have been formed, and a large number of Jindan monks form alliances with each other, relying on loose magic tools or simply Dao Xin vows as constraints."

"And the scale of these gangs is not small. The smallest one is said to have seven or eight Jindan monks joining it. It should not be underestimated!"

Hearing his words, Ancestor Mingyuan frowned, and said slowly:
"It seems that we put too much pressure on them, and they had to form a group to cope with the persecution."

He said, paused for a moment, then waved his hand and said:

"Don't worry about them, once you're under Mo Yuan, you still have to rely on your own abilities."

"These seemingly incompatible people, even if they are in a group, it is difficult to pose a threat to us. Only those few late-stage Golden Cores are worth noting, but it is impossible for them to unite together."

"What's more, when you reach the area below [-] feet, there are not many people who can enter it. It's useless to rely on a large number of people."

"Master said so."

Master Heiyuan felt relieved when he heard the words, as if he had taken a reassurance.

Since Patriarch Mingyuan is so confident, there is no need for him to be timid anymore.

After all, although he can't dive to a depth of [-] feet, the ancestor Mingyuan can get in. It will be of great benefit at that time, and he will share a share with this good apprentice.

"That disciple will leave first."

Master Heiyuan bowed and hurriedly retreated.

After he retreated, the ancestor Ming Yuan withdrew his gaze, and suddenly said:

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu, seeing that the day of the Kuroshio is approaching, I have something to say."

Zhang Yao's expression remained unchanged, and he motioned:

"Fellow Daoist speaks bluntly."

"Okay, then I'll just say it."

The ancestor Mingyuan stared at him, and said:

"I would like to ask you—are you really here for the Endless Yin Land, or do you have other plans?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yao squinted his eyes immediately, and said:

"What does Fellow Daoist Ming Yuan mean by this?"

This was also found some time ago:
Not only did he deliberately make friends with the ancestor Mingyuan, but the ancestor Mingyuan also seemed to be flattering, so the friendship between the two could quickly deepen.

This is tantamount to a cryptic explanation in disguise, that the ancestor Mingyuan asked him for something.

"Ha ha……"

Patriarch Mingyuan smiled and said bluntly:
"Infernal Yin soil is generally within the range of [-] to [-] feet."

"When the Kuroshio tide breaks out, with the strength of our group, it will not be a problem to gather a large amount of Infernal Yin Soil."

"But with your strength, Fellow Daoist Qingxu, you are strong enough to sneak under [-] zhang. Are you willing to just give up and go back home?"

He said, with a sincere look:
"If you are willing to help me, I can guarantee that you will not treat you badly afterwards."

Zhang Yao's expression moved slightly, and he asked tentatively:

"I don't know how you want me to help you?"

Zhang Yao didn't know much about the ancient Moyuan, what was in the deepest layer below [-] feet, his eyes were darkened.

But to Patriarch Mingyuan, these are probably not secrets. It should be because he is unable to do it himself, or to be on the safe side, he invited him to go with him.

"Um……"

Patriarch Mingyuan pondered for a moment before opening his mouth cautiously:

"I'm sorry I can't talk about it in detail."

"But fellow daoist, don't worry, after I enter the depths of Mo Yuan, I will choose the opportunity to tell fellow daoist everything."

"……All right."

Zhang Yao didn't care too much, nodded and said:

"Then follow what Fellow Daoist said."

…………

In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed.

This day:
Zhang Yao was quietly cultivating in the Dao Palace, when he suddenly felt his world spinning.

"Rumble..."

The land was shaking, and the palaces and buildings around Mo Yuan were like fragile hemp poles, swaying back and forth in the wind.

The movement of the earth dragon turning over was so loud that it could be spread thousands of miles away, and many monks around Mo Yuan were alarmed immediately.

"The Kuroshio is about to erupt!"

Zhang Yao realized this immediately, put away his actions in an instant, turned into a light and rushed out.

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

Outside the Dao Palace, streaks of light flew out and hovered above the sky. They were the ancestors Mingyuan, Jiuhua, Master Heiyuan and others.

And in the further distance, there are countless dense lights, hovering in the sky around Mo Yuan.

The lofty ancestors of Jindan, the group of foundation-building monks, and the bold Qi-refining monks were all equally excited at the moment.

"finally come!"

There was a sincere smile on the face of the ancestor Mingyuan.

Not only him, but the rest of the people also beamed with joy, feeling a sense of peace of mind like a boot falling to the ground.

Everyone raised the escape light again, and hovered several hundred feet above the ground, waiting for the huge entrance like a bottomless abyss in front of them, ushering in the outbreak of the 'black tide'.

The violent turmoil did not last long, and stopped in less than half a quarter of an hour.

Immediately after:

"Boom!!"

In the deadly silence, a black pillar soaring to the sky exploded!
Thousands of feet thick black smoke spewed out, looking from a distance, it really looked like a 'pillar of heaven' supporting the sky and suppressing the land, which shocked people's minds and minds.

Such a majestic black sky pillar can be seen clearly even hundreds or thousands of miles away.

And look closely:
The black column of smoke is surprisingly composed of endless finely divided black gas, which is also mixed with light gray, dark green, deep dark red and other colors, and finally forms a jet black color.

It was the dark and poisonous aura accumulated in the lungs of the earth for hundreds of millions of years. Even the ancestor of Jindan didn't dare to face its sharpness directly, so he could only stand back and watch from a distance.

"Rumble..."

The moment the black smoke column erupted, circles of wind and air waves also exploded around Mo Yuan, like a torrent passing through.

Many weak Qi-refining monks were directly blown away by this wave of strong wind, as powerless as leaves rolled up by a strong wind.

What's more, the unlucky little monk was strangled by multiple waves of gale, and the flesh and bones all over his body were wiped away like slag in an instant, and even the screams were drowned in the terrifying sound waves.

"Erlang, no!"

"father!"

"Uncle Three..."

For a time, at least hundreds of Qi refining monks were swept away, some disappeared without a trace, and some were ground into pieces, causing many miserable cries.

But many qi refining monks can only support it hard. When their minds are relaxed, their mana and aura are slightly sluggish, and they are swept away by the wind in an instant, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive.

"It's true that people die for money, and birds die for food."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yao shook his head secretly.

Even the storm that came with the eruption of the Kuroshio could not withstand it, and dared to join in the fun and daydream of soaring into the sky, it can only be said that it is greedy for profit.

"Rumble..."

The terrifying eruption is still going on, and the black tide that continues in the lungs of the earth is constantly venting out.

The large-scale Kuroshio eruption is not only more powerful, but also lasts longer, so many Golden Core monks are very patient and wait silently.

After going on for several hours:
The outbreak of the Kuroshio finally showed signs of slowing down a little.

The naked eye may not be able to detect it, but under the tyrannical spirit of the Jindan monk, it can still be discerned that the color of the Kuroshio has dimmed a bit, and the smoke in it has gradually become thinner.

"be ready……"

The ancestor of Mingyuan observed the reform of the Kuroshio, and said in a deep voice:

"In half an hour, we will break through the Kuroshio and sneak into Moyuan!"

Many Golden Core cultivators nodded in response after hearing the words.

The large-scale eruption of the Kuroshio usually lasts for several days, and after the initial strong period, it will gradually weaken.

When the Kuroshio is relatively strong, it can break through the blockage and distortion of the earth's magnetic force and suppress it, but this time window is also very limited.

Once the power of the Kuroshio weakens and cannot be suppressed, it will announce the end of the Kuroshio.

It is equivalent to saying:

The more you want to dive deeper, the more you have to take advantage of the time when the Kuroshio is still strong.

Otherwise, if you sneak in when the Kuroshio is weak, it is safe, but the deeper gate is also closed.

"go!"

Half a tenth later, the ancestor Mingyuan gave an order, and many golden core monks were dispatched together!

Not only them, but the leaders of several other small gangs also gave orders one after another. At that time, fifty or sixty Jindan Patriarchs came out in full force!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Many tyrannical supernatural powers and magic weapons blasted through the Kuroshio, and taking advantage of the short gap that hadn't closed yet, Duanguang plunged into it and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

soon:

The light of dozens of golden core monks disappeared completely in the black tide.

"It's really tyrannical mana..."

Hundreds of foundation-building monks, and even more Qi-refining monks, could only watch from a distance with envious expressions on their faces.

At this time, the Kuroshio had just weakened, and it was far from what they could covet. Entering it was a dead end, and they couldn't bear the impact and filth of the endless dark and poisonous aura.

The time they can explore is very short, and they can only dare to sneak in during the last few hours. Qi refining monks are even shorter, with only a window period of less than one hour.

But anyway:
The large-scale eruption of the Kuroshio this time is a carnival feast for practitioners in Damo.

Maybe there are many old-fashioned strongmen and Tianjiao who fell in Moyuan, and there are also new Tianjiao who get the opportunity and soar to the sky, which is enough to change the structure of the world of cultivating immortals for many years.

…………

In the dark tide:

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

Zhang Yao controlled the escape light, went down against the black tide, and protected himself with mana.

He was surrounded by eight purple thunder beads, and from time to time, one would shoot up, blasting the billowing black tide in front of him.

This is also because of his unparalleled mana, so that he can maintain a relaxed posture of killing the gods to open the way, without being afraid of running out of mana.

Most of the golden core monks rely on their own magic weapons to open the way, but there is a risk of being polluted by the black tide after a long time, but this can't be helped, it can only be regarded as a necessary sacrifice.

Only a few strong men who are vertical and horizontal can open the way with the mastery of supernatural powers and Taoism.

"Buzz!"

While diving, Zhang Yao also reached out his divine sense and shot the surrounding area.

Under the suppression of the Kuroshio, it was very difficult for the spiritual sense to expand. Even with Zhang Yao's tyrannical spiritual sense, he could barely detect the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of feet.

Within this area:

He saw the Ancestor Mingyuan surrounded by black light with a relaxed face, Master Heiyuan, Ancestor Jiuhua and others, as well as seven or eight other Golden Core cultivators.

"Ok?"

Ancestor Mingyuan's expression changed, as if he had discovered his divine thoughts, and immediately responded:

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu's strength is indeed astonishing, and he can handle it with ease under such a black tide."

"Where, Fellow Daoist Mingyuan is much more relaxed than me."

Zhang Yao also responded flatteringly.

After a few words of politeness, the two withdrew their spiritual thoughts and focused on diving retrograde in the black tide.

Among them, the burden on Patriarch Mingyuan was even heavier. As the leader of this small group, he had to take care of the rest of the Golden Core cultivators to prevent them from getting lost for a while and being separated from the main force.

"Rumble..."

In the endless Kuroshio Current, many Golden Core cultivators swim against the current, like fish swimming in the rushing river.

And in this situation:
"Buzz!"

The black light filled the air, and the swimming fish leaped.

A shadow shrouded in black light came and went freely in the black tide, shuttling back and forth...

(End of this chapter)