Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

“Fellow Daoist, please don’t think that our Ye family is greedy. Even if you are lucky enough to get such a treasure, you will not have a chance to keep it for long due to your current weak situation.” When the Confucian scholar saw that Yang Qian had the late stage of cultivation and could command high-level monsters like Gui Ling, he was eager to win him over.

Yang Qian's eyebrows twitched, and he finally spoke as well, transmitting his voice:
"As the most powerful family in Dajin, why would you need an outsider like me as your helper? And didn't you have two great cultivators entering this mountain? I wonder where the other fellow Taoist is?"

Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and he saw those strange monks clearly. He looked at them silently and did not see the big-headed monster in the original book. He immediately understood.

"I never thought that Brother Yang even knew who had come to my Ye family! To be honest with you, my elder should also be in this tower. Although I haven't contacted him, I believe that he will take action at the critical moment. Maybe he has already sneaked into the palace!" The Confucian scholar was startled, but he chuckled.

"Really? If there's nothing in the palace, then I've worked in vain, and I'll completely offend other people." Yang Qian was silent for a moment before replying.

"This is easy! I have obtained several powerful treasures in other places in Kunwu Mountain before. If you really have not gained anything, I am willing to give them all to Brother Yang. If you are afraid of offending other people, our Ye family can also accept you as a guest elder of the Ye family afterwards, or pay you a million spirit stones at a time." Seeing that Yang Qian was somewhat tempted, the white-robed scholar hurriedly put forward all the conditions he had thought of.

You know, he was feeling extremely anxious because the big-headed monster and several other Ye family cultivators had inexplicably disappeared, and he felt that things were out of control. Naturally, he spared no expense to win over Yang Qian, a cultivator who seemed to be outside the Dajin family.

"Forget about the guest elder. I am very interested in the one million spirit stones. At worst, I can leave Dajin immediately afterwards." Yang Qian thought about it for a moment and agreed with a chuckle.

"That's the best. Ye and Dao have agreed on this. You can act according to circumstances later." The scholar in white robe seemed very happy.

"What, Master, are you really going to give this Eight Spirit Ruler to someone else?" Yin Yue, as the spirit connected to Yang Qian's mind, heard the conversation between Yang Qian and the Confucian scholar clearly and couldn't help but ask.

"Give away? Of course not. He and I only reached a verbal agreement. Neither he nor I would take such an agreement without any guarantees seriously. It's just that the Ye family feels weak now, and I need someone to help me restrain other people, that's all." Yang Qian said slowly to Yin Yue.

"I think so! As long as we can break the formation, whoever can get the Eight Spirit Ruler will still depend on their magical powers. And with the master's magical powers, no one else here can be his opponent." Yin Yue said with a smile.

Yang Qian smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Because at this time the Confucian scholar in white robe used his magic power and spoke loudly to the others.

"My fellow Daoists, now that Fellow Daoist Yang is here, we should be more confident in breaking this ancient formation. The previous agreement should also be valid for Fellow Daoist Yang."

"Hmph! The number of us is enough to break this formation. Why do we need to add anyone else? Just take him down." A thin dark man snorted coldly.

"Take him down? Are you joking, fellow Daoist? If you can do it with your own efforts, I naturally have no objection. Besides, the seal outside is weakening all the time. Do you think we still have time to dawdle here?" The white-robed scholar said grimly with a gloomy face.

"This is true. Xuan Qingzi from Taiyi Sect has already arrived. Also, I heard that Qi Miao Zhenren from Tianmo Sect will also be here. We only have one day at most to get the treasure. Otherwise, by that time, people from the largest sect of righteousness and evil will come here. Do you think we will still have a share of the Eight Spirit Ruler?" Another woman, who was also somewhat unfamiliar, said the same thing.

Taiyi Sect!
Heavenly Demon Sect!
Except for the two monsters and Yang Qian, who had known the original plot, all the cultivators present were shocked. Especially the eldest elder of the Ye family, whose face turned pale instantly.

Therefore, naturally no one had any objection.

Although the others, including the lions and beasts, had their own ulterior motives, no one opposed this matter.

Seeing this, Yang Qian raised the corner of his mouth, and then he shook his sleeves, and a golden flying sword shot out, attacking the stone puppet below without saying a word.

The others were also unwilling to delay and attacked the formation again.

The puppets below, which had been motionless, immediately started moving again, swinging their golden blades to attack in the air without showing any weakness.

Suddenly, the sword lights flashed everywhere and the roar started again.

In another dark space.

The Holy Ancestor Yuansha is now breaking through the constraints of the seal.

Five magic weapons, including sunglasses, jade lotus, ring, sharp arrow, and black bottle, floated above the two giant wolves and sprayed black beams of light downwards.

One by one, they penetrated into the huge body of the silver wolf, causing a layer of eerie magic light to appear on the surface of the giant wolf, and forcibly pushed the talismans and chains on its body several inches away from its body.

The runes and black chains also flashed continuously, as if the restrictions they contained were also triggered.

But the most amazing thing was not this, but the yellow bronze mirrors on all sides, which at this moment all made a buzzing sound, and the yellow light beams they emitted were several times thicker than before, making the cage they formed seem indestructible.

Zi Ling, with a veil on her face, was hanging in the air, her two jade hands were pinching fingers to activate the five magic weapons, her beautiful eyes were full of solemnity as she stared at the silver wolf in the sky.

The black teleportation array beneath her was covered by a gray-glowing flag, which temporarily stopped the operation of the array to prevent other monks from breaking in.

As for the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor, he was half-lying on a dark throne at some point in time, with a lazy look on his face.

At this time, the silver wolf and the black wolf completely took on a demonic appearance. Not only did the horn on their heads grow much larger, but black arcs of electricity flashed on it, making rumbling thunderous sounds.

The wolf's eyes were also flashing with dazzling purple devil flames. The talismans that it saw suddenly spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes.

After being infused with demonic energy from five magic weapons, the soul of the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm finally accumulated enough demonic energy and began to cast spells to escape.

Time passed little by little.

When the black wolf finally turned the last talisman near its body into nothing, it let out a low growl, and its already astonishing body suddenly grew even bigger in the flashing black light, as if it was going to transform into a god who created the world and fill up the entire space.

The cage composed of yellow light beams barely trapped the giant wolf for a moment before it was torn apart. Hundreds of bronze mirrors also exploded at the same time, turning into stars in the sky and disappearing without a trace.

However, the Great Zhoutian Star Chain, which looked inconspicuous at first, flashed with light and became thicker and bigger as the giant wolf grew bigger. It still tightly bound the giant wolf and refused to let go for a moment, and it seemed that because of the giant wolf's struggle, a layer of milky white flame suddenly ignited on the surface of the thick chain.

The smell of burnt flesh instantly filled the entire space. The milky white flame ignored the protective magic light on the giant wolf and directly ignited the wolf's fur.

The black wolf showed an extremely painful expression, and it seemed that this fire was very serious.

When the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor saw the milky white flame, a trace of surprise appeared on his pretty face, and he murmured:
"Pure Yang Bone Fire! I didn't expect those ancient cultivators to have melted this demonic fire into this chain. Sister Yuansha, this is a bit troublesome, hahahaha!"

Although Saint Yuansha heard what Liuji said, he was unable to respond.

But at this moment, the black wolf suddenly shook its huge head, and with a loud bang, the black electric arc on the horn turned into a thunder ball that flew straight into the air, but then exploded again.

Countless black lightning bolts suddenly descended from the sky and struck the black chain. In an instant!
The white and black lightning intertwined and flashed together, as if two pythons were biting and entangled with each other, and a strange muffled sound arose.

But the black wolf head refused to give up. Purple flames rose in its eyes and a low spell came out of its mouth.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a beam of black light swept in all directions, creating surging black waves wherever it passed. The densely packed nameless restrictions in the distance were all swept away, with an extremely alarming momentum.

Obviously, although the soul of this Saint Yuansha has been trapped for many years, his supernatural powers have not been lost, so he won't have to wait too long to escape.

The entrance to the seal of Wushan.

Figures were swaying around, but the number of gathered monks did not increase. Compared with the thousands of monks before, there were only two or three hundred people, which seemed to be a reduction of more than half.

However, Xuan Qingzi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the entrance, did not look relaxed, but instead looked even more serious.

This was because most of these two or three hundred people were cultivators at the Jindan stage or above, and there were even a dozen Yuanying stage cultivators among them.

If it weren't for the fact that Taiyi Sect was so famous and Xuan Qingzi himself was not a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, I'm afraid some of these people would be unable to resist trying to break through the crack behind them.

But even so, this elder of Taiyi Sect probably won't be able to stop the cultivators for too long.

After all, many of these cultivators are elders from large sects, and even the Taiyi Sect is unwilling to provoke these forces easily.

"Brother Xuan Qingzi, how long do you plan to make us wait? We didn't come here to waste time." Someone in the crowd finally became impatient, and an old man with a red face walked out. He was actually a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, didn't I tell you? No one can pass through the crack right now. I stopped you not only because I don't want you to lose your lives in vain." Xuan Qingzi sighed in his heart, but still answered with his eyes open, his expression unusually calm.

"But I heard that cultivators from the Yinluo Sect and the Huaxian Sect had already entered before. How does that make sense?" asked the old man surnamed Luo dissatisfiedly.

"That's because Madam Mu and Brother Qian and the others have treasures such as the Sun and Moon Shuttle to lead the way, so they can naturally take the risk. If Brother Luo also had one of the three great spiritual shuttles, I would never stop him. In fact, as long as we wait patiently for a few more days, the crack will return to its original state." Xuan Qingzi said calmly.

"Wait a few more days? I'm afraid the treasures inside will be looted by the old demon Qian." Another unhappy voice was heard, and then a figure shrouded in green mist floated out from behind the crowd.

"So it's Brother Yu from Bilinya who is here too." Xuan Qingzi couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.

Although he was not a monk from a big sect, his poison skills were well-known in Dajin. He was a troublesome character that even he did not want to face easily.

To be honest, Xuan Qingzi didn't really care about the life or death of these people. Even if they were all buried in the crack, he would never frown.

But according to the secret report that arrived earlier, the one who opened the seal should be a cultivator from the Ye family. When he was thinking about what the Ye family was planning, he immediately received a mysterious order from the sect, which required him to team up with Miao Zhenren from the Demon Sect to go inside, and before that, he had to try his best to prevent other cultivators from entering the crack.

The identity of the person who gave the order was an extremely special one in Taiyi Sect. Even he did not dare to disobey in the slightest. Otherwise, how could he do such a thankless task with his status?

However, since the order requires two late-stage great monks to join forces to enter the seal, it can be seen that the sealed things are not simple.
Sure enough, not long ago he received another letter jade slip, which contained some information about the seal. After reading it, the old Taoist was shocked and regretted letting the old demon Qian in.

Naturally, he was even more afraid to let other cultivators enter the crack at this moment.

Otherwise, if so many monks broke in, it would definitely cause trouble.

If the sealed one is released, who in the human world can be the opponent?

What’s more, there are treasures like Tongtian Lingbao inside, so naturally it cannot be given to others.

Xuan Qingzi thought so in his heart, coughed a few times, and was about to say something to calm the two people in front of him when a cold voice came from afar.

"Why, our Tianmo Sect and Taiyi Sect don't allow you to enter, are you planning to force your way in?"

As soon as these words were heard, the old man surnamed Luo's expression changed slightly, and then a black light flew over from a distance, and in the blink of an eye it arrived in front of several people.

After the light faded, a middle-aged scholar in a black robe and with a hooked nose appeared.

As soon as this person appeared, he glanced at the old man surnamed Luo and the monk in the green mist, with a sinister look between his brows.

"Seven Wonderful Immortals!" The old man surnamed Luo immediately recognized the scholar and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

This is not to say that this Qi Miao Zhen's magical powers far surpass Xuan Qingzi, but that as a law enforcement elder of the Tianmo Sect, the scholar's methods of dealing with his enemies are extremely cruel and ruthless, and he is a well-known giant of the magic path in Dajin.

Even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul like the old man surnamed Luo would never want to offend the other party.

"Daoyou Qi Miao said it! Since your sect and Taiyi Sect are so serious, it seems that the current crack is indeed dangerous. It doesn't matter if I delay for a few days." The old man surnamed Luo laughed and withdrew back into the crowd.

The monks in the green mist also turned back without saying a word, and those monks shrouded in the green mist also turned around and left silently, as if they had never stayed here.

But the other cultivators nearby were in an uproar when they saw that the largest sect of righteousness and evil had actually joined forces.

Now even the dumbest person would know that the thing behind the seal is definitely extraordinary, otherwise why would the two major sects take such a tough stance.

Although they were dissatisfied in their hearts, facing the strength of the two major sects, the independent cultivators and cultivators from small sects could only dare to be angry but not speak out.

The monks from the larger sects are also weighing the pros and cons and are unwilling to be the first to stand out.

At this time, seven or eight Heavenly Demon Sect cultivators flew over from a distance. Without exception, they were all Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators, emitting a frightening demonic aura.

As soon as these demon cultivators arrived here, they took out their formation plates and magic flags and skillfully set up a large forbidden formation.

The moment the formation was activated, a thick white mist spread out, completely covering the entrance to the crack.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Qingzi, Qi Miao Zhenren and others said no more, turned around and entered the magic circle, their figures gradually disappeared in the white mist.

At this point, the monks from the nearby sects, who had originally wanted to see if there was any advantage to be gained, could not help but look at each other in bewilderment. (End of this chapter)