Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 771: First arrived in Northern Xinjiang, the Corpse King Sect (please subscribe, please collect)

After successfully advancing to the sixth level of the Golden Core, and breaking through the shackles of the strange fish in one fell swoop, Sun Mingsheng began to search for the unique third-level spiritual objects on the spiritual islands under the guidance of the sea chart.

Any treasures of heaven, material and earth that are beneficial to his cultivation are always collected at all costs, and they are refined within a short period of time and transformed into his own cultivation strength.

Although Sun Mingsheng's cultivation level is only at the sixth level of the Golden Core, and he has not yet reached the threshold of the late Golden Core stage, he can rely on his courage to fight and with the assistance of more than 100,000 black-striped ant colonies, he has managed to become a Not a small reputation.

One after another, the third-level monsters fell into his hands and became the blood food in the belly of the black-striped ant colony to nourish the growth of the entire ant colony.

Sun Mingsheng was looking for opportunities in the boundless sea, and Sun Mingzeng, who had just arrived in northern Xinjiang, was also unwilling to lag behind.

The reason why Northern Xinjiang got its name is precisely because of its vast territory and special environment where few monks live. It is completely opposite to the cultivation world of the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty.

"The scenery of the Northland is indeed a completely different scene from the world of cultivation. Hills and deserts border each other, and grasslands and woods alternate. I hope to gain something from this vast northern border."

Sun Mingzeng looked at the different scenes in front of him. While his horizons were broadened, he felt naturally proud in his heart.

Of course, in addition to the vastly different natural environment, everyone is also aware of the dangers in Northern Xinjiang. In addition to various distinctive monsters, some monks hiding here who are full of evil are also one of the special features.

The practice of a monk is like sailing against the current. If you make any mistakes or slack, you will get backlash immediately. Moreover, the supply of various resources is completely insufficient. In the situation where there are more wolves and less meat, there are always some monks who are willing to risk the world to speak out. Take some risky moves.

Perhaps he is practicing some famous evil magic, pursuing a rapid improvement in his cultivation at the expense of falling into a wrong path.

Perhaps due to a moment of greed, he decisively hunted down some well-known monks from famous sects, resulting in crazy pursuits, and even specialized in cultivating with the flesh and blood of monks. In short, there are various situations.

However, the only thing that is the same and worthy of belief is that Northern Xinjiang is a gathering place for all kinds of scumbag monks, but anyone who has the slightest bit of kindness here may suffer obvious losses as a result.

In other places in the world of cultivation, various huntings between each other still require a certain degree of cover-up, but this is not required at all in Northern Xinjiang. Once some precious spiritual objects appear, the monks will fight each other until a winner is determined. until negative.

"There are no rules at all here. For me who needs training, it is an opportunity."

Sun Mingzeng thought that he would not delay any longer. After looking around, he chose a fixed direction, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Although the family's various records of Northern Xinjiang are not too detailed, since Sun Mingzeng chose to come here, he was naturally prepared in advance.

Although there are all kinds of scumbag monks in Northern Xinjiang, there are still some sects and families that occupy the land of spiritual veins and spiritual mountains, where they can develop and grow with peace of mind.

But compared to the sects and families in the cultivation world of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, their thresholds are relatively low, and the competition between them is quite fierce. The competition between sects and families Appearance and disappearance are also quite cruel.

The goal of Sun Mingzeng's trip was to build a sect that had been inherited for more than 10,000 years in Northern Xinjiang. It had a Yuan Ying-stage ancestor and more than ten Jindan-stage monks, called the Corpse King Sect.

You know what it means when you hear its name. In addition to their daily fighting methods, the monks of the Corpse King Sect are most proud and fierce in cultivating zombies of different levels. According to legend, there are more than three fourth-level corpse kings sleeping in the depths of the corpse king sect. Normally, these corpse kings will not make any movements easily. Once the sect encounters a disaster, these corpse kings will fall into eternal sleep. The Corpse King will also reawaken to show his power.

Moreover, these Corpse Kings, who are comparable to monks in the Nascent Soul stage, are different from ordinary fourth-level spirit beasts. After losing the control of their masters, every move will stimulate the evil energy in their bodies. Once it exceeds the range they can bear, they will Completely losing control, acting on instinct, wreaking havoc on the world of cultivation.

It is precisely because of its obviously strong strength and the intimidation of the Corpse King that the Corpse King Sect can be completely passed down in Northern Xinjiang.

Of course, this is also closely related to the corpse king's sect's normal actions, which are barely decent. Over time, the location of the corpse king's sect has become a slightly safer holy place in northern Xinjiang.

The market established by the Corpse King Sect has one late-stage Golden Elixir, one mid-stage Golden Elixir, one early-stage Golden Elixir monk and corresponding third-level corpse generals stationed there all year round, which is enough to form a sufficient deterrent force.

"Is this where the famous Corpse King Sect is located?"

Two days later, surrounded by countless mass graves, Sun Mingzeng finally appeared in a low and dilapidated market.

The mass graves were carefully arranged by the Corpse King Sect. In each seemingly ordinary tomb, all the corpses collected from the entire northern Xinjiang were buried.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual power of this place, these corpses may undergo certain changes over time and become some so-called Yin corpses with excellent qualifications.

"Shroud, shroud, taken from the shroud once used by the third-level corpse general of the Corpse King Sect."

"A hundred years of blood, every drop contains poison"

Compared with other markets, most of the items sold here are spiritual objects related to corpse refining, which makes Sun Mingzeng, an outsider, obviously uncomfortable.

Of course, this has no impact on Fangshi itself. When we entered the depths of Fangshi, we discovered that there were many monks coming and going in various forms.

However, no matter where the monks in the city come from, or what kind of conflicts there are between the two parties, once they enter the city, they need to be managed according to the regulations of the Corpse King Sect. Those who cause trouble at will will be immediately punished by the Corpse King Sect. The best proof is that a corpse is constantly floating in the air under the traction of a string.

"I don't know where the wild cultivator came from, but he didn't know how to provoke the corpse king's gate patrol. Such cultivators are destined to become the blood food of the corpse general."

"The children of the Corpse King have become more and more powerful in recent years, and corpse refiners with excellent qualifications are also emerging one after another."

"I gave you and me a lively show in vain, but unfortunately my strength is still slightly inferior. I only managed to withstand the attack of three second-level zombies."

When Sun Mingzeng entered the center of Fang City, he saw a piece of broken bluestone that had not yet been completely replenished and the smell of blood on the ground was still filling his mouth and nose. He listened to the indifferent and even slightly mocking conversations of the monks around him, and he finally realized The cultivation civilization unique to Northern Xinjiang is completely different from before.

(End of this chapter)