Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Two days passed by in a hurry. As the group of young men and women left Huangqing Temple, the graceful and beautiful woman finally returned to the tranquility of the past in the Weapon Refining Hall.

Yang Qian's daily life became simple and regular. He occasionally walked out of the cave to refine some materials and complete his monthly tasks on time.

In the remaining time, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation and worked hard to restore his own cultivation.

At the same time, he did not forget to secretly inquire about the royal family's information.

Finally, Yang Qian learned a shocking news: the Ye family of the Jin Dynasty royal family had a new mysterious guest elder in recent years. The identity of this elder is extremely secretive. Even low-level disciples have no chance to see him, and no one knows his true name.

This news made Yang Qian feel shocked, and all kinds of speculations surged in his mind.

"Could it be that some ancient demon broke free from the seal and escaped? It is lurking in the dark, preparing to wait for an opportunity to release the old demon from Yuan Cha Saint Ancestor?" Yang Qian sat cross-legged in the cave, frowning.

"Forget it, it's better to restore my cultivation as soon as possible. As long as my cultivation reaches its peak, it's no big deal if I encounter the ancient demon. Even if I'm the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm, I want to exert my strength beyond the stage of becoming a god in the human world. It can be done so easily." Yang Qian made this decision immediately based on his rich experience in reading the original work.

Suddenly, Yang Qian closed his eyes and meditated again during the remaining time.

After more than a year passed, a rather strange incident occurred in Huangqing Temple.

A foreign affairs disciple who was in the Qi refining stage disappeared silently in the view.

As soon as this incident came out, it immediately caused quite a stir in the audience.

Even the old Taoist nun who had cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage came forward in person to ask for details.

For Huang Qingguan, a huge sect with thousands of disciples, the disappearance of a low-level disciple was originally nothing more than a trivial matter.

But this missing disciple was a skilled craftsman in the Weapon Refining Hall. His departure undoubtedly had a certain impact on the daily refining of weapons in the temple.

No wonder it alarmed so many senior officials of Huangqingguan.

Now, in the attic where the old Taoist nun once discussed with the beautiful woman named Yu.

The old Taoist nun was sitting on the grand master's chair in the center with a serious look on her face. Next to her stood two Taoist nuns in yellow robes.

One is about forty years old, and the other is in his prime, about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old.

"What's going on? Our Emperor Qingguan has so many restrictions that a disciple disappeared without a trace? You two, do you have anything to explain?" The old Taoist nun's tone was a bit cold, and her eyes were as sharp as Although the sword was not threatening, the gaze of the Nascent Soul cultivator made the other two people tremble.

"Uncle Qi, I have checked all the restrictions inside the door and found that they are all intact. There is no sign of invasion by foreign enemies. It seems that either the formation masters came or the disciple left on his own. Go." The middle-aged Taoist nun hesitated and replied respectfully.

"Fellow formation masters. Even if the formation masters from the Great Jin Dynasty came here, our Huangqing Temple's protective formation could not be broken from the outside overnight. But if it were to leave from the inside, it would not be able to be broken. It's not that difficult. What's the origin of that disciple?" The old Taoist nun frowned and asked.

"This disciple was brought back to the temple by Master Hualian's nephew from Bailu Academy two years ago, who was about to become a disciple." The young Taoist nun seemed to have inquired about relevant information and replied hurriedly.

"Bailu Academy. Now is the critical moment for refining the magic weapon. This matter must be investigated carefully. Call that girl Hualian here. I want to personally ask the process of bringing this disciple back to the temple to see if it is Bailu. What kind of trap has the Academy laid for us? Also, the progress of the Weapon Refining Hall cannot be stopped for a moment. The things we are responsible for refining must be completed within three years, so as not to miss the important event." The old Taoist nun's eyes flashed. There was a hint of gloom, but his face was still expressionless, and he issued orders one after another.

"Yes, uncle!"

"Yes!"

The other two people said yes again and again, then left and went down to arrange these things.

When the old Taoist nun saw the two leaving the attic, she let out a long sigh, leaned back, and slowly closed her eyes.

At the same time, Yang Qian had already controlled the escape light and was far away from the city thousands of miles away.

"The imitation Pingshan Seal of Tongtian Lingbao's Palm Seal will take another three years to make, so I don't need to stay in that Taoist temple anymore.

Now that my cultivation level has been restored to a certain extent, it is time to continue collecting materials. Fortunately, most of the remaining materials are sufficient. Even the damaged parts are not hard to find in the human world. There is no need to waste another opportunity to return to the spirit world. "Yang Qian whispered to himself during the flight, his eyes flashing with contemplation.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Yang Gan transformed into a purple rainbow, his speed suddenly increased, and with a deafening roar, he disappeared into the sky instantly like a bolt of lightning.

Three months later, in Taixingfang City, the largest city in Yizhou, a young wealthy man paid a high price of 30,000 spirit stones to buy an unknown ore that had been displayed in a shop in Fang City for nearly a hundred years without anyone paying attention. Everyone on the spot was stunned.

Five months later, at the famous Fanchuan Trade Fair in Fan County, a masked monk bought three pieces of fire tin wood for a high price of 150,000 spiritual stones. His generous offer aroused the attention of many monks. Shock.

Half a year later, in Kailong Mansion, Fengzhou, a theft occurred in a medium-sized sect called Mingjian Sect that shocked everyone. The spiritual horn of an iron-horned rhinoceros hidden in the sect disappeared unexpectedly in the night. It flies away, no one knows where it goes.

Eight months later, the Zongping family in Qu County received an uninvited guest, a big man with an ugly face but unfathomable cultivation. He actually used a thousand-year-old spiritual grass and a seventh-level monster elixir as bait, intending to Exchange the five-light wood collected by the clan.

As a result, the head of the Zongping family firmly refused and asked the two Yuanying elders in the clan to take action together.

However, what is unbelievable is that these two Nascent Soul elders turned into two giant pieces of ice without any resistance under the magical power of this big man.

The head of the Zongping family was shocked, and had no choice but to reluctantly hand over the Wuguangmu.

As a result, the ugly man took the tree, laughed wildly, threw down a spiritual grass and a demon pill and walked away.

It took a lot of effort for the two elders of this family to be rescued by everyone. Although their lives were not in danger, their vitality was greatly damaged.

nine months later
In just over a year, the southern part of the Jin Dynasty was turbulent, and a mysterious force was surging in the dark.

The trio of young high rollers, masked monks, and ugly men appear frequently. They travel all over the place, searching for rare materials.

Among them, young high-rollers specialize in buying weird materials that no one knows about.

The masked monk spends a lot of money at auctions, making people wonder whether the spiritual stones in his hands are endless.

The ugly man looked fearless and unceremoniously approached aristocratic families and some small sects from all over the country, forcibly exchanging elixirs and demon pills for all kinds of rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures they collected.

Of course, there are also interspersed among them, some medium and large sects, some things in the warehouses inside the doors have strangely disappeared overnight.

The first two people paid it off. Although the behavior of the young high-roller and the masked monk attracted attention, no one noticed anything except a few interested people, and it did not cause too much trouble.

However, the forced purchase and replacement by the ugly man and the theft of the warehouses of various immortal sects shocked the immortal world in the southern part of Jin Dynasty.

Not only were the various Immortal Cultivation Sects that had been stolen furious and sent out their disciples one after another to search for this mysterious thief with great magical powers, but those families who were forced to buy their treasures by the ugly man, the Immortal Cultivation Sects they supported were also extremely upset. They sent manpower everywhere to search for this bold and ugly man.

Longzhou is a large state located at the junction of the central and western parts of Shanxi Province.

The state has high mountains and steep mountains, and there are many miasma poisonous snakes, so it is famous for being rich in various poisonous insects and spiritual beasts.

Unlike other states and counties, this huge state is only controlled by Yueyang Palace, which is famous for its righteousness, and the Demonic Wood Sect among the ten major Demonic Sects.

Facing these two powerful sects, external forces have no place here.

However, the local cultivating forces are like a mayfly shaking a tree, unable to shake the status of these two giants. And they had to throw themselves under these two forces respectively in order to seek protection.

The entire state was completely under the control of these two families, forming a situation where the two powerful forces in the east and west coexisted.

One side is the Yueyang Palace, and the other side is the Demonic Wood Sect.

Among them, Yueyang Palace is located in the Tianyue Mountains in Xichuan. The mountain ranges with a radius of more than 100,000 miles are full of endless barren mountains and wild ridges, like a natural barrier.

Yueyang Palace is located on a huge peak called Nantian Peak in the center of the mountain range. This peak towers into the clouds and is majestic.

There are tens of thousands of disciples of the Yueyang Palace, all over the surrounding mountains. They run the center of the Tianyue Mountains like a copper wall. Not to mention that there are no monks at all. The idea of ​​​​taking the Yueyang Palace is only occasionally audacious. It is also impossible to pass through the terrible restriction formed by the thirteen-layer forbidden formation arranged from the inside out on Nantian Peak.

But on this day, a group of Yueyang Palace disciples had just passed away from an uninhabited mountain on the edge of the mountain range. When their royal weapons passed by, the originally empty mountain top suddenly flashed with purple light, and then a young man in black shirt appeared. He stood quietly on a boulder with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep, silently watching the retreating figures of these Yueyang Palace disciples, his face expressionless.

It was Yang Qian.

After pondering on the spot for a while, Yang Qian moved lightly and flew leisurely towards the Tongtian Peak deep in the Tianyue Mountains.

With his current cultivation level, his magic power has far exceeded that in the original work. At that time, Han Li entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul during the Great Jin Dynasty. Without resorting to other means, he could go directly to Yueyang Palace and ask the great elder there for Hao. The feathers of the sun bird.

After all, for a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, the great elder of Yueyang Palace should not conflict with him just because of a feather of a Haoyang Bird.

Fang Chu is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building in Yueyang Palace.

There are not even a thousand to eight hundred monks of this level in the entire Yueyang Palace. Logically speaking, they should be an insignificant figure in the palace.

But in fact, on the contrary, not to mention the other monks in the Foundation Establishment stage, but also the uncles and uncles in the Pill Formation stage, all of them were polite to Fang Chu and did not regard him as a junior at all. When there are any cultivation resources or benefits, Fang Chu is also the first among the foundation-building disciples to get them.

All these made Fang Chu very good in Yueyang Palace.

In the eyes of low-level disciples, Fang Chu is almost a legendary existence.

However, while he was proud, he also knew the root cause of all the honor and preferential treatment.

This does not come from Fang Chu's personal cultivation or background, but because of the special responsibility he holds - he is the only monk in Yueyang Palace responsible for taking care of the Haoyang Bird.

Fang Chu was chosen because he was born with a special ability - he knew the language of birds and spiritual birds. This ability allows him to communicate with Haoyang Bird like a fish in water, and no one can replace him.

Otherwise, given the rarity of the Haoyang Bird, it would never be his turn to take care of it.

After all, the so-called care of the earth can also drive this spiritual bird to a certain extent, which is naturally no small matter.

The spiritual bird in his charge has a relatively low level of cultivation, but it can still defeat the monks in the late stage of pill formation and directly catch up with the Yuanying level beings. It is no wonder that the other monks are very afraid of Fang Chudawei.

Fang Chu has been taking care of spiritual birds for more than thirty years, and Fang Chu has always been very successful.

The only trouble was that no matter how he practiced meditation, he had to stay with the spiritual bird all day long. He even had to interrupt his practice during the short half-day period when the spiritual bird could go out to breathe and fly on its own. Follow him secretly from a distance in case something unexpected happens.

However, Fang Chu was not worried at all about this.

The Tianyue Mountains, which are one hundred thousand miles away, are all owned by the Yueyang Palace. He knows that it is almost impossible to meet monks from other sects here.

The strange faces that occasionally appear are either pilgrims coming for pilgrimage or elders from other large sects.

These characters have high self-esteem, so naturally they will not pay attention to him, a young monk in the foundation building stage.

With this thought in mind, Fang Chu followed the Haoyang bird that flew out of the aviary early in the morning, following far behind.

This Haoyang bird is not very big, about ten feet in size, but the several long feathers on its tail take up more than half of its length. Seen from a distance, this bird looks like a fiery giant peacock. But there is no other peacock in the world with such fiery red feathers.

The Haoyang Bird was obviously excited at the moment. As soon as it left the confinement of Yueyang Palace, it flapped its fiery red wings and circled in the air, as if performing a silent dance, completely unaware that there was a person following behind it.

If ordinary methods were used, Fang Chu would naturally not be able to hide from Haoyang Bird's consciousness. However, before he came out, he had already put a breath-containing talisman on his body that was specially refined for him in the palace. Therefore, even if his cultivation was shallow, You can still rest assured that you won't be discovered by the Haoyang Bird.

At this moment, seeing the happy expression of the spirit bird, Fang Chu also showed a knowing smile on his face.

After getting along with this spiritual bird for a long time, he naturally understood that the Haoyang Bird was in extreme joy at the moment. It seemed that a trip out today would allow the bird to stay peacefully for the second half of the month.

In this way, the Haoyang Bird hovered in the sky above Yueyang Palace for a long time, and then changed its direction and began to fly towards the periphery.

Fang Chu didn't pay attention, because this spiritual bird's usual habit was to circle around within a hundred miles before flying back to the palace with satisfaction, so he followed it calmly.

But this time, he had only flown more than thirty miles with the bird when an accident happened.

The Haoyang Bird, which was originally cheerful and excited, suddenly stagnated a pair of wings, and the chirping sound in its mouth also changed instantly. It seemed to sense some unknown threat, and a few faint emotions appeared in a pair of bird's eyes. The color of fear.

Not far behind it, Fang Chu heard this strange bird song, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and his astonishment was beyond words.

Before he had time to understand what was going on, he saw the Haoyang Bird spread its wings rapidly, and red flames several feet long suddenly appeared from its body. Then it changed direction and turned into a huge fireball, shooting out hundreds of fireballs. Ten feet away.

Fang Chu was startled by this scene, and then he was frightened out of his wits. After he came to his senses, he hurriedly took out a jade tablet from his body, poured spiritual power into it desperately, and at the same time made a strange sound like a bird's song. , wanting to summon the Haoyang Bird back.

In the distant firelight, the Haoyang Bird seemed to hear the call. After a slight hesitation, it stagnated in mid-air. However, the low scream could not hide the panic within it, as if there was a huge sense of fear.

Seeing this, Fang Chu felt a little at ease, knowing that the Haoyang Bird finally had no major problems for the time being. However, the abnormal reaction of this spiritual bird also made him slightly wary. He hung in the air in confusion, looking around, and he didn't know for a moment. What to do.

After a while, Fang Chu approached Haoyang Bird cautiously.

He relied on his talent for communicating with spiritual birds and whispered to the Haoyang Bird, trying to understand what happened.

"What? It turns out to be an existence comparable to the great elder!" Haoyangniao's description exploded in Fang Chu's heart like thunder. His face instantly turned pale, his eyes were full of unbelievable horror, and his body felt as if Lost support and became weak. He almost collapsed.

Fang Chu swallowed hard, his heart beating like a crazy drum, his heart was in a mess, hesitating as he looked at Haoyang Bird's fearful look.

Even Haoyang Bird, who possesses the strength of the late stage of Core Formation, is no better than an ant when facing a great monk, let alone a mid-stage Foundation Formation monk.

Therefore, Fang Chu was already in disarray at this moment.

However, at this moment, a strange man's voice suddenly sounded, making Fang Chu freeze in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

"You, a junior, although your cultivation level is still shallow, can communicate verbally with spiritual birds. This talent is simply one in a million!"

As the words fell, Yang Qian, wearing a black robe, stepped out of the void.

He put his hands behind his back, with a meaningful smile on his face, and his eyes wandered between Fang Chu and Haoyang Bird. (End of chapter)