Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Yang Qian looked noncommittal.

After saying that, his wrist trembled slightly, and a wisp of pure spiritual energy gently wrapped around the spiritual talisman.

Immediately, Yang Qian flicked his hand again, and the talisman fell into the wooden box as lightly as a fallen leaf.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the lid of the box closed automatically, as if everything was under his control.

in fact.

Yang Qian has already made some guesses about the affairs of the three sects.

as predicted.

"This shouldn't waste seniors too much time. In fact, for seniors, this matter is just a piece of cake. It is mainly related to the market of our three families. A few days ago," the old man surnamed Wen saw Yang Qian thinking about agreeing. He looked overjoyed and hurriedly began to tell everything about Fangshi and Shayang Sect.

Yang Gan listened quietly.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Qian turned into a purple rainbow and left Baizhu Mountain, flying straight to the north.

A few days later, a small and medium-sized incident spread in the Huayun Prefecture immortal world.

A monk surnamed Yang, who claimed to be the elder of the Tianfu Sect's Keqing, suddenly came to the mountain gate of the Demonic Shayang Sect. With his amazing magical powers in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he easily defeated the only Nascent Soul elder of the Shayang Sect in the name of competition. , and then drifted away.

On the second day, the Lingfeng Sect, which had always been fully supported by the Shayang Sect, suddenly moved its city from its original location close to Kaijiang Town to another place thousands of miles away.

Not only that, some other small and medium-sized sects were also shocked when they heard about this. After inquiring about the details, they all evacuated their forces from the land centered on Kaijiang Town.

This large area was automatically given over to Tianfu Sect and three other small sects.

For a time, Tianfu Sect, Jinxia Mountain and other sects were naturally proud, and all the monks in the sect were extremely happy.

The elders of these sects felt that the original offerings were not in vain. With such a guest minister in the middle stage of Nascent Soul in his name, the three sects' power would probably double within a hundred years.

Two months later.

The Jiao Slaughter Conference held by the first sect in Huayun Prefecture, "Nanhai Sect", finally began.

In just a few days, more than 200 monks at the Jiedan stage and above were gathered in this conference, and there were nearly ten monks at the Nascent Soul stage.

Then, under the organization of Nanhaimen, they began to divide into groups and began to sweep the nearby sea surfaces, searching for the hiding places of the poisonous dragons.

Some low-level monsters were found from time to time and then killed one by one.

Therefore, for a time, the momentum of human monks surged, and they seemed to have achieved great success in one fell swoop.

But those evil dragons were extremely cunning. When they saw something was wrong, they never lurked out. The monks were busy for several months, but they still couldn't find any trace of these evil dragons. Finally, some of the monks were exhausted and couldn't bear it anymore. He went down and dispersed on his own.

After more than a month, there were only about a hundred monks still searching for the evil dragon on the sea surface.

Even the Nascent Soul stage monks had left several people, leaving only seven people mainly from Nanhaimen. And in this situation, the manpower of each group naturally began to be greatly reduced. Seeing the opportunity, those evil dragons immediately started to move. Not only did they frequently attack the lone monks, even the eighth-level blue dragon directly attacked Several groups of sparsely manned monks were attacked.

Although these teams are all led by Nascent Soul monks, the eighth-level blue dragon is really powerful and can perform the water escape technique to perfection. After every blow, he immediately dives into the bottom of the sea and escapes without getting entangled at all.

As a result, instead of injuring the dragon, it actually devoured several pill-forming monks.

At this time, the remaining human monks were all panic-stricken. Nanhaimen was even more likely to be riding a tiger, and they had no choice but to try their best to merge several groups of people before they dared to continue sending people out to sea.

On this day, another group of more than ten monks, led by two Nascent Soul monks, slowly flew over a sea surface, and each of them carefully released their spiritual consciousness and searched around.

Especially the direction of the sea is the main direction that these monks' spiritual consciousness sweeps.

In this vast sea, the two leading Nascent Soul cultivators stood in the sky.

One of them is a middle-aged man wearing a golden toga. He has a square face and big ears. He is powerful and domineering. He is already at the peak of the early Nascent Soul. He exudes vague water-attribute spiritual power.

As for the other person, he was a handsome young man wearing a black robe with star patterns, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was an indescribable power between his eyebrows.

It was Yang Qian himself.

Behind them, more than a dozen alchemy cultivators stood uniformly, among them was the white-haired old man with a solemn face, standing next to Yang Qian.

This vast sea area is located in the west of Qiongying Island, tens of thousands of miles away from Qiongying Island.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in golden robe suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Qian, with a sincere smile on his face, and his voice was low and powerful:

"Brother Yang, this sea area belongs to the jurisdiction of our Nanhai Sect. Yuan is really honored that fellow Taoist is willing to personally take action, even traveling tens of thousands of miles to come here to help."

This middle-aged man with the surname Yuan is one of the Supreme Elders of Nanhaimen, and he is considered a powerful figure in the territory of Huayun Prefecture.

In the southeastern region of the Jin Dynasty, Nanhaimen was only a mid-level sect, but its overall strength should not be underestimated.

Although the number of Nascent Soul cultivators in the sect is not as high as that of the top ten sects of the Great Jin Dynasty, Zhengmo and Zhengmo, their foundation is profound and their inheritance is long-lasting, which is comparable to the top several large sects in the Tiannan region.

Faced with the enthusiasm of the middle-aged man in golden robe, Yang Qian smiled calmly and responded calmly: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, you're welcome! The red fire dragon is an extremely rare dragon monster, and Yang is also quite interested in this beast. That's why he traveled thousands of miles to find out." His words showed strong confidence and calmness, as if everything was under control.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man in golden robe seemed not to care at all, but became even more enthusiastic.

"Hahaha, Brother Yang, don't worry, that red fire dragon will be left to your disposal. The demon pill and demon soul, Yuan will not be greedy at all." The middle-aged man in gold robe said with a laugh, looking bold and bold. Extremely.

As for Yang Qian's abilities, he had seen a few things in the Nanhai Sect. At that time, an elder in the sect who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul wanted to spar with him, but was easily defeated by Yang Qian's magical power.

Even the great elder in the late Yuanying period of the sect gradually felt the unfathomability of the other party during several confrontations with Yang Qian.

In a private conversation that excluded everyone, the Great Elder had an in-depth exchange with Yang Qian for several hours.

When Yang Qian and the great elder of Nanhai Sect appeared in front of the monks in the sect again, everyone could clearly see that the great elder had vaguely regarded Yang Qian as a being of equal strength. (End of chapter)