Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Bitter Bamboo Island.

This little-known island located in the southeastern seaside of Dashan is shrouded in blue mist all year round, making it difficult to see the scene inside the island, adding a touch of mystery to it.

Although the owner of the island, Old Man Kuzhu, is not well-known in the inland world of immortality, many middle and late Nascent Soul monks in the Jin Dynasty know about him, and most of them are extremely afraid of the owner of Kuzhu Island.

For overseas monks, the name of the old man Kuzhu is unknown to everyone.

Although his cultivation level is still only in the middle stage of Yuanying and has not been able to break through to the realm of the late stage of Yuanying, this person has long been defeated by the 365 Hanzhu Flying Swords and the Tianmulg Sacred Tree on Bitter Bamboo Island. Overseas monks are regarded as beings on the same level as the three overseas immortals.

This point is almost difficult for even the major sects in the entire Jin Dynasty to achieve.

On the Bitter Bamboo Island, the Ten Thousand Woods Formation arranged with the Heavenly Mulberry Sacred Tree as the center of the formation is equally magical and has been awe-inspiring among overseas cultivators for many years. It is one of the few ancient and strange formations well-known among overseas cultivators.

Even if a monk in the late Nascent Soul realm breaks into this formation, he will be suppressed multiple times, and even his magical powers will be weakened by three points.

This formation alone is enough to make Old Man Kuzhu invincible on the island.

However, on this day, the tranquility of Kuzhu Island was broken. An uninvited guest suddenly appeared in the sky above Kuzhu Island.

In the distant sky, a purple light cut through the sky like a startling rainbow, and instantly descended over the sea of ​​fog that stretched for hundreds of miles.

The light faded away, revealing the figure of a young man. This man was wearing a black Confucian shirt, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extremely handsome face. He was Yang Gan.

He put his hands behind his back and looked down at the sea fog below with an indifferent expression.

However, as far as the eye can see, there is nothing but a vast expanse of white, isolated by a certain formation, making it difficult to see the secrets.

Yang Gan raised his brows slightly, blue light flashed in his pupils, and after a moment, his eyes slowly narrowed.

"This Bitter Bamboo Island is indeed extraordinary. Even if I activate the Ming and Qing Spiritual Eyes, it is difficult to fully see through the restrictions below. The legendary Ten Thousand Trees Formation is indeed well-deserved. It actually takes advantage of the special power of the Tiansang Sacred Tree. Spiritual power." Yang Qian said to himself, his voice low.

"What the master said is absolutely true! However, the black wind long feathers on Bitter Bamboo Island are of great help to the imitation treasure of the Seven Flame Fan refined by the master, and can help its power to reach a higher level. This trip is absolutely necessary. Moreover, , Old Man Kuzhu is also an excellent candidate to test the power of the puppet, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

A charming voice sounded in Yang Gan's ears, and a cute little fox emerged from Yang Gan's sleeve robe. It was Yang Gan's spiritual pet Yin Yue.

"I know it, so I came here as soon as the puppet was refined. As long as things are done here, the second imitation spiritual treasure will be refined soon." Yang Qian smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. He gently stroked Yin Yue's hair with his fingers, feeling the silky smooth touch.

Under his touch, Yinyue's face showed a comfortable expression, as if she was intoxicated by the warmth.

Seeing Yinyue so attached to him, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

As a future Mahayana monk of the demon clan in the spirit world, Yinyue is also the granddaughter of Patriarch Ao Xiao, one of the only Mahayana existences of the human and demon clans today. It is great to have a close relationship with her. In the future, in the land of the human and demon clans Things will also become easier for you.

Thoughts were flying in his mind. After a moment, Yang Qian retracted his thoughts and looked down at the sea mist beneath his feet, with a sharp flash in his eyes.

He flicked the storage ring between his fingers with one hand, and purple rays of light suddenly flew out. As the silver figure shook, a middle-aged monk with a figure similar to Yang Gan and a pale face appeared out of thin air.

This monk was dressed in a yellow shirt, with jade-like skin and an ordinary appearance, slightly swarthy, but his eyes flashed with cold light, his expression was cold, and there was no smile at all.

Although he had seen it many times, Yang Gan couldn't help but take a look at the puppet when it appeared.

Chi Ling Nephrite is really amazing.

The once gray jade, after being refined using special techniques, became indistinguishable from skin. It perfectly blended with the puppet shell, which was mainly made of Gang Silver Sand, to create a lifelike human form.

And because of Chiling Nephrite's ability to transform at will, and incorporating a trace of his own distraction into the puppet, under his control, the puppet can also speak and change expressions, just like a real person.

But the only trouble with using this puppet is probably the spirit stone problem.

Naturally, mid-level spirit stones cannot meet the needs of such a high-level puppet.

Driven with all his strength, the mid-level spirit stone could barely sustain a few attacks.

Only high-level spiritual stones can allow the puppet to exert its full power.

But it goes without saying that high-level spiritual stones are rare.

If the puppet were to attack with all its strength, each high-level spiritual stone would probably only be able to sustain it for a quarter of an hour.

Fortunately, Yang Qian had taken away a large number of spirit stones from the Biling Island spirit stone mine in the Chaotic Star Sea, which was enough to sustain him for a period of time.

But over the years, it has been almost exhausted.

'It's time to go back to Chaotic Star Sea to get some high-level spiritual stones, and take a look at the current situation of the inner and outer star seas. With a thought in his heart, Yang Qian stared down and said calmly:

"Let's do it."

No matter what, once the puppet is refined, it must be tested.

Without saying a word, the puppet raised both hands, fingers slightly spread.

Suddenly, a purple aura quickly gathered in the palm of his hand. In the blink of an eye, two huge balls of light condensed and formed as big as a head. The light was dazzling and the momentum was astonishing.

With two "Puff" sounds, the puppet's wrist shook slightly, and the light ball turned into two light beams and shot down, disappearing in the sea fog in a flash, like a mud cow entering the sea, leaving no trace.

Yang Qian looked at Haiwu calmly and remained silent.

A moment later, an earth-shattering explosion was heard, and the originally calm sea of ​​fog surged and rolled. Then two wind pillars about ten feet thick rose into the sky in the sea fog, spinning wildly, and the nearby sea fog suddenly emptied of a hundred feet. It is as wide as an evil dragon emerging from the sea.

Almost at the moment when the wind pillar appeared, several sharp roars of different lengths suddenly came from below, and the whistles were full of shock and anger.

Yang Gan glanced at the bottom of the sea fog. A huge island was looming in the much lighter sea fog, and above the island, a layer of green light appeared there, almost covering most of the island.

At this time, more than a dozen rays of light of different colors flew out of the light curtain, heading straight for Yang Qian's position with great momentum.

Obviously, the attack just now had alarmed the monks on the island.

Yang Qian took a quick look and found that the cultivation levels of this group of monks were uneven, including those in the foundation-building stage and those in the elixir-forming stage.

But the old man leading the group was in the late stage of pill formation and was obviously the leader of this group of people.

"Who are you two, and why... Hey, it turns out they are two seniors. What are they doing in this island?" As soon as these people flew in front of Yang Qian, they originally wanted to ask questions with angry faces. But after the leading monk's spiritual consciousness scanned it, he found that he could not see the realm of Yang Qian and the puppet next to him. He felt a thump in his heart, swallowed dryly, and softened his tone.

"Yang has heard about the reputation of fellow Taoist Kuzhu for a long time. I have come to visit you this time. Can fellow Taoist give Yang some advice?" Yang Gan said with a smile without blinking an eye.

"What a coincidence! My master just went into seclusion a few years ago and no longer comes out to meet guests. If the two seniors really have something important to do, they can talk to the juniors first. The juniors can also take some decisions on the affairs of Kuzhu Island. Yes." The leader of the monks was startled and then said with a smile.

"Fellow Kuzhu has gone into seclusion? What a pity! But since you can make the decision, it's okay! I heard that Guidao raised an ancient spiritual bird, the black phoenix, but is this true?" Yang Qian blinked. He asked with a normal expression.

"Wufeng? Senior, what do you mean by this?" The leading monk was shocked.

"It's nothing. I recently refined a treasure that requires three phoenix feathers from the tail of a black phoenix. Yang is willing to exchange for one level seven demon elixir and three level six demon beast inner elixirs. I wonder if you can agree." As soon as he said this calmly, he flicked his sleeves and four jade boxes flew out of his sleeves and floated in front of him.

He casually pointed his finger at the jade box a few times, and the lids opened one by one, revealing four demon pills of different colors in the box.

One is slightly larger and three are slightly smaller.

"In exchange for Feng Ling?"

Yang Gan's request was beyond the expectations of the leading monk, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"That's right! The Wufeng in Guidao should be a seventh-level spiritual bird. I have produced so many demon pills, which shows that I am sincere in making this deal." The smile on Yang Gan's face faded and he showed a look of indifference.

"Although Wufeng is an ancient spirit bird, it is more than enough to exchange these demon pills for the spirit bird. But I am afraid that this junior cannot agree to this matter." The leader of the old man's face was gloomy for a long time, but he still shook his head hesitantly.

After hearing the reply, Yang Gan's eyes suddenly became cold, and he looked at this person coldly without saying a word.

When the old man at the head saw Yang Qian's unkind expression, his heart sank, and he hurriedly explained:
"Senior, please don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't want to show respect to my seniors, it's just that Wufeng on this island is at the juncture of advancement, and we really can't harm any of our cultivation."

"So that's it! But Wu Fengling himself is bound to win. Let's do this. I'll add a seventh-level demon elixir, which can make up for the loss of Guidao." Yang Qian was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said Turning his palm over, he took out another jade box.

At this time, the cultivators on Kuzhu Island couldn't help but look at each other.

"Why, Guidao doesn't want to agree to this?" Yang Gan's tone suddenly became gloomy, and he stared at the monks in front of him with cold eyes.

"This matter is of great importance! I really can't take the lead, senior! Otherwise, senior, wait a moment, and I will risk being punished by my master and send a transmission note to the retreat room to see how my master responds." The monk shivered after being glanced at by Yang Gan. After his eyes glanced at the humanoid puppet next to him, he finally gritted his teeth and said.

If he provoked a powerful enemy to Kuzhu Island out of thin air because of his improper handling, he would probably be punished as severely when he returned.

"Okay! I'll wait for you for a while." Yang Qian nodded and his expression softened slightly.

As expected, the old man released a transmission talisman, made it clear what happened here and the terms of Yang Qian's exchange, and then put it back.

Of course, it must have emphasized the terrifying cultivation of Yang Qian and the humanoid puppets, making him look like he had no choice but to do so.

Yang Qian didn't wait long. Just as he was carefully looking at the restriction above Kuzhu Island with his hands behind his back, a long and old voice suddenly came from the island.

"It turns out that a Taoist friend from a later stage came to visit, but I was unable to go out to meet him. I hope that the two Taoist friends will forgive me! Please invite the two Taoist friends to the Yingfeng Pavilion on the island to entertain them. I will go out to see the visitor soon." Judging from the voice of the words, it was obvious that the other party was Old Man Kuzhu. The first half of the sentence was addressed to Yang Qian, but the last two sentences were instructions to his disciples.

"Yes, Master! You two seniors, please come with me! Master has already planned to meet the two seniors in person." The old man hurriedly clasped his fists with both hands and shouted respectfully in the air. Then he turned his head and said, He said to Yang Qian with a smile on his face.

"Okay! Yang has also admired the name of Guidao for a long time, and he wants to see it on the island." Yang Gan glanced at the puppet next to him, and agreed with an unchanging expression, and then he and the puppet followed the monks to the island at the same time. Landing on the island.

Not to mention the help of puppets who are comparable to those in the late stage of Nascent Soul, Yang Qian himself is also a great monk in the late stage. Even if the opponent activates the so-called Ten Thousand Wood Formation, he will never be able to match him.

Therefore, there is no fear that the opponent will suddenly fall out due to relying on the big formation.

In the blink of an eye, a group of people flew into the island through a crack that opened in the light curtain.

As soon as Yang Qian flew into it, he immediately felt a spiritual energy rushing towards him, and then all he could see below were huge, lush green trees. These trees were really tall, easily reaching a height of thirty or forty feet, and there were obviously many types, none of which were Rare trees that can be easily seen by the outside world.

In the woods, there are more than a dozen trees that are obviously much taller than the other trees. They are a kind of strange purple mulberry trees. They are scattered all over the woods, and the arrangement of them implies the mystery of heaven and earth.

"Is this the Tianmulg Sacred Tree in Guidao? Rumor has it that there is only one tree in Guidao, but it looks like there are at least a dozen. Could it be that the Tianmulg Sacred Tree grows from the same root, and the ones here are all just one tree, right?" Yang Gan frowned, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked the old man beside him.

The old man was secretly glancing at the humanoid puppet, secretly wondering why this "senior" remained silent and expressionless. Could it be that he had a weird personality?

"Senior really has a sharp eye. These Tianmulus trees all grow from the same root. In fact, they are just the same sacred tree. Not many seniors really know about the Tianmulg tree." The old man was surprised. Yang Gan was extremely surprised when he revealed the secret of the Sky-Breaking Mulberry Sacred Tree.

"Hey, I've heard for a long time that the Tianmulang Sacred Tree is a spiritual tree second only to the three major sacred trees. It has something special. Although Yang has heard about it, this is the first time he has seen this tree." Yang Qian clicked his tongue. Said in amazement.

Then when Yang Qian followed the monk to a place that looked like trees, suddenly the nearby spiritual energy swayed, his eyes blurred, and the scenery suddenly changed dramatically.

A hill hundreds of feet high appeared in front of us, and with this hill as the center, many attic towers of different sizes were built on all sides, and some monks seemed to be walking in and out of it constantly.

"You go away and go about your own business! I'll take you two seniors there." At this time, the old man waved his hand to the other monks and ordered.

Upon hearing this, the other monks immediately took the order and left one after another.

Yang Qian and Puppet followed the old man straight to the top of the mountain. There was a large wooden hall built with giants, which looked quite large.

Outside the palace gate, there were four monks in green armor standing there, each holding the same Chang Ge.

The old man took Yang Qian and the two of them and landed directly at the entrance of the wooden palace.

The four monks were expressionless and motionless, like puppets.

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised.

Although the cultivation of these four people is only at the foundation-building stage, the essence of wood spiritual energy in them is far beyond that of monks of the same level. Moreover, Yang Gan can see at a glance that both the armor and the Changge are top-level wood-attributed spiritual weapons. , it’s really a bit weird.

As if seeing Yang Qian's surprise, the old man smiled and took the initiative to explain:
"These are Wood Spirit Guards who have been personally trained by our master. They are monks who specialize in practicing a special technique with the help of the power of the Heavenly Mulberry Tree. Although their cultivation level is not high, they are good at combined attacks. If seniors have the opportunity, If so, you might as well give me some advice.”

"Well, they are indeed very different from ordinary monks." Yang Qian nodded and said casually. Although the four people in front of him had special skills, in the end they were just four low-level monks in the foundation building stage, so he naturally didn't have much interest.

Seeing Yang Qian's noncommittal look, the old man was naturally sensible and didn't say anything more.

The structure of the wooden hall is not complicated. Apart from one hall, there is only one side hall. Therefore, when Yang Qian and others entered the hall on the first day of the year, they immediately found a tall man standing in the hall with his back to them. Shadow, green robe, white hair like snow. (End of chapter)