Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 479: Traces in the sky, little clever ghost

Seeing Elder Zhou's solemn and kind expression, 'Lin Huayuan' felt a little uncomfortable.

No matter how declining Wanxiang Mountain is, it is still a Hedao-level force. How can it be that there is harmony within it and no plot at all?
This made "Lin Huayuan", who has been suffering from the symptom of "there is always someone holding my hair in his mouth and trying to harm me", a little unable to turn around for a while.

Of course, it's just that his thoughts have not turned around. After integrating Lin Huayuan's life and memory, 90% of the memories of more than 20,000 years are related to Wanxiang. The atmosphere of the sect is indeed much better than other sects. .

How could a Hedao force not have a plan?

In other words, as long as there are more than two creatures, there will be calculations.

There are also fights in Wanxiang Mountain, and there are families with landed households just like Juntian Pavilion, but the internal trend is more healthy competition and there are many people who help each other.

Similarly, not all people in the mountain are friendly people, there are still a large number of monks who are as proud as peacocks.

But these are all side issues and cannot hinder the overall trend of the sect. Anyway, in Lin Huayuan's memory, the elders in the sect are all highly respected people.

He doesn't suppress his disciples, he doesn't fight against each other, he's not greedy, he doesn't... he looks a little weird.

Of course, if you regard Wanxiang Mountain as a pedantic sect, you would be totally wrong. The sect will not hold back at all when it is time to take action. For example, a certain sect that has been destroyed has failed to achieve the goal of cultivating the sect. Mining in chains.

For example, Lin Huayuan himself was a native of the fairy world, from the Zhongjun Heaven Realm. He was a disciple of the previous generation of the sect and was saved from a disaster.

There are many monks like him in Wanxiang Mountain, and the sect is his home.

"Senior Nephew Lin, okay..."

Elder Zhou gently patted Lin Huayuan on the shoulder. He actually wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt a little inappropriate.

According to seniority, he is the master uncle.

But according to the year of joining the sect, Lin Huayuan joined the sect earlier than him.

When I entered, you had already entered.

When I was an inner disciple, you were an inner disciple.

I am now the inner sect elder, and you are still the inner sect disciple.

Over the years while sitting in the General Affairs Hall, what he most often said to his disciples was, 'Practice hard. The sect is supported by old guys like us, but in the future we will need support from talented juniors like you. '

These words were suitable for other disciples, but for old disciple Lin Huayuan, they sounded a bit strange.

"Master nephew must practice hard."

Sensing Elder Zhou's embarrassment, 'Lin Huayuan' raised his hands and bowed.

On the path of immortality, those who achieve it come first. The bow you bow at this time will be made up for when the old tree blooms.

What's wrong with the older ones? The older ones are more stable and have subsistence allowances.

"Master Nephew Lin, take good care of Elder Yuan Zhen's Xuanhuang Mountain River Sword."

When leaving the General Affairs Hall, Elder Zhou chased him out the door and said something quietly.

Inheriting sword treasures like this is very common in Wanxiang Mountain. Usually, the inner mountain elders who are on the verge of passing away will pass on their natal spiritual treasures to the younger generations.

After leaving the General Affairs Hall, 'Lin Huayuan' rose into the sky.

There are 2,500 newly acquired contribution points in the sect token. Counting Lin Huayuan's previous accumulation, the total is 2,760 contribution points.

In addition, there are two kinds of elixirs.

Compared with contribution points and elixirs, obtaining the right to read the three floors of the Sutra Pavilion for one year is the biggest reward. In Wanxiang Mountain, those who receive such honors have always been true disciples.

The Scripture Collection Pavilion in Wanxiang Mountain has a total of nine floors. The lower six floors contain ordinary classics and materials, while the upper three floors are the core collection of the sect.

However, the Sutra Pavilion was located in the core area of ​​the sect and was a bit far away. 'Lin Huayuan' flew through the air and arrived at the top of a mountain as tall as a sword.

At the top of the mountain, silver light flickered, and a little space power surged to form a ball.

There was a silver chain like an iron rope looming in the spherical silver light. A hanging basket hung under the iron rope. After 'Lin Huayuan' fell into the hanging basket, the hanging basket then slid into the space along the chain.

The sect occupies a huge area and stretches as long as a continent. Even the Void Refining monks have to fly for a long time, so they have this kind of space chain to help them travel.

After a few breaths, when the hanging basket sprang out from the light ball in another space, 'Lin Huayuan' had already traveled two million miles.

If it weren't for the fear of attracting others' attention, he would have wanted to stop and study.

The Sutra Pavilion already belongs to the core area of ​​the sect. 'Lin Huayuan' came here several times when he was young, but he has not been here since.

This is a basin with lush vegetation, surrounded by rich vitality. You can also see a long river filled with earthy yellow aura, like a winding yellow snake crawling on the ground.

At the end of the long river, an earth-yellow spiritual tree tens of thousands of feet high stood, constantly exuding a thick and vast aura. The ground near the spiritual tree showed circle-shaped terrain.

This is a Xuanhuang Chongxuan tree that can assist in understanding the laws of earth and gravity. When Wanxiang Mountain established its sect, Patriarch Wanxiang sacrificed his face and went to Lingmu Immortal Palace to buy it.

It is said to be a purchase, but in fact it is a lease. Most of the spiritual trees that have reached the sixth level and have spirituality in the fairy world are related to the Spirit Wood Fairy Palace.

After all, Wanxiang Mountain is the Holy Land of Hedao. It barely has a slight advantage when communicating with the Spirit Tree Immortal Palace. It is different for other sects. The lease period of a spirit tree can be long or short.

After it expires, you either have to renew the lease or you have to give it back.

This black and yellow heavy black tree has been in Wanxiang Mountain for 170,000 years. If the next generation of Hedao is not born in Wanxiang Mountain, once Wanxiang Ancestor is enthroned, it will be taken back by Lingmu Immortal Palace.

"Borrowing someone else's nest to lay your own eggs, you, Lingmu Xiangong, are still good at it."

Spirit trees grow slowly. After 170,000 years of cultivation, the Xuanhuang Chongxuan tree has grown from a small sapling to nearly seven levels. It has also given birth to the second-turn gravity, earth, and wood rules. The spirit wood fairy palace directly harvested it. off the shelf.

After taking another look at the spirit tree, Lin Huayuan walked towards a nine-layered stone palace in the distance.

Although the foundation of Wanxiang Mountain is not as good as that of Juntian Pavilion, it has collected more than 100,000 years of information. Juntian Pavilion's Sutra Pavilion was unexpected, and Wanxiang Mountain's opened its door to him.

'Lin Huayuan' came to the outside of the Sutra Collection Pavilion and settled down. After steadying his steps, he raised his legs and stepped into the main hall.

The furnishings in the main hall are simple. There is a wooden couch in the corner, and a monk is sleeping soundly on it.

After taking a glance, Lin Huayuan recognized him. This was Lu Tingjian, the elder of the Neishan Mountains, who was a monk in the late stage of Lianxu thousands of years ago.

Being among the oldest group of monks in the inner sect also has its advantages, at least you know everyone you meet.

After all, several monks of the same generation have become elders, and even more have become deacons.

"Inner disciple Lin Huayuan has met Elder Lu."

The sound echoed in the empty hall, and the sleeping monk turned over and shook his messy hair.

"Listen, listen, people just like to sleep when they get old."

The old man glanced at 'Lin Huayuan' and said, "Master nephew, don't blame me. I slept with my head covered. It doesn't mean you are old."

"..."

"Hey, it's better to be older. People are more cautious. Those boys from the Presbyterian Church just dislike me for being old and deliberately threw me here to look at the gate."

In just two words, 'Lin Huayuan' almost became murderous. Without any more words, he took out his disciple token.

"The disciple wants to go to the upper three floors to check out some secret techniques."

The sign not only contains the recorded contribution points, but also records that he can stay on the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion for one year.

After Elder Lu took the token, a wisp of dark-yellow light emerged from his palm, covering the token, and handed it back.

"Okay, go ahead."

"There are some secrets on the upper three floors that are banned. You need to contribute points to view them. You can directly deduct them by placing the tokens on them."

……

After grabbing the token again, 'Lin Huayuan' flew up through the air towards the hole opened above his head. This hole penetrated from the first to the ninth level, but if he broke through without permission, he would be bombarded by the spirit ban.

After flying to the seventh level in one breath, the dark yellow light on the token buzzed, and dense spiritual restraints appeared in front of his empty eyes, merging him into it.

The space is very large. In addition to some wooden frames, there are also light balls suspended. Inside the light balls are jade slips, animal skins, bone books, and a mysterious shimmering 'Leaf of Law'.

The method leaf is a special means of recording exercises, which has the effect of enlightenment.

Most of them are monks who are close to sitting down and have injected their lifelong practice and spell-related experience into the leaves of the law.

In this case, the monks can directly take the Dharma leaf for initiation during practice, which is equivalent to directly integrating it all at once, saving a lot of time for enlightenment, and stepping on the path of enlightenment of the previous generation of monks in advance.

This kind of 'faye' inheritance mostly appears in Hedao Holy Land. Don't be surprised if a three thousand year old Lianxu appears. He may be initiated directly as soon as he enters the door.

How can a monk from a small family compare with other people? They have been cultivating for three thousand years and are still in the Nascent Soul. In comparison, they are in the sky and on the earth.

There was only one 'Fa Ye' here. After a careful inspection, 'Lin Huayuan' found that it was the puppet's craft inheritance, and it could only be passed down to the sixth level mid-level.

Compared with the inheritance of practice, the inheritance of these crafts is a bit difficult. You must first have the relevant talents, otherwise even if you use the method leaf initiation, you can only pour it into a ball of paste.

In addition, Faye is also very difficult to make. Judging from the fact that there is only one Faye, it once again proves the decline of Wanxiang Mountain.

Fortunately, there are many annotations related to various kinds of practice here. Although it is not as good as filling your mind directly to gain happiness without any effort, it is still much faster than the monks trying to figure it out on their own.

It can be seen from this that directly pouring things into the brain is an inherent method in the fairy world, and his technique of filling his own brain is a skill passed down from ancient times.

According to the character design, 'Lin Huayuan' first found a volume of 'Array Dao Xuanjie'.

"Commentary on the Sleeve Mountain Formation"

"The various details of the Five Elements Sect-protecting Formation."

……

"Annotation of Qianyuan Daxuan Gong."

……

'Lin Huayuan' quickly flipped through each annotation. He found that among these annotations, there was not only one kind of annotation, but all the annotations had the marks left by at least three elders.

Cross-examination and joint review, it is indeed a large sect, and corresponding annotations are left everywhere for disciples to understand.

"Annotations on the transformation process of the Five Elements' mana, recorded on the Jade Seal of Neishan Elder Situ Shun."

In this way, 'Lin Huayuan' read all the way from the seventh floor to the ninth floor. The higher the level, the fewer things existed. But he didn't dislike it at all. Except for some exchange techniques that were too high, other notes recorded I checked them all out.

After finishing the upper three floors, he didn't even miss the lower six floors, and started looking through other classics and manuscripts from top to bottom.

……

After staying in the Sutra Pavilion for two years, 'Lin Huayuan' got out of the pavilion. He also spent 500 contribution points to exchange for a 'Tuyuan Formation Dao Jie'.

The reason for redeeming this formation annotation is naturally to decorate the appearance.

"I'll practice in seclusion when I get back. I won't leave seclusion until the middle stage of training. I won't sing for 20,000 years. I'll give you a blockbuster."

After returning to Junshi Mountain Cave Mansion and activating the first level of defense formation, 'Lin Huayuan' began to retreat.

……

"call!"

"I've looked through it all but there's no record of it. It seems like I still have to find my own way."

In the Wanxiang Immortal City, Shen Lian took back the main soul of his clone. He rummaged through the Scripture Pavilion in Wanxiang Mountain, but found nothing about what he wanted to look for most.

But there is one thing to say: Wanxiang Mountain’s collection is diverse and all-encompassing, and the various unofficial histories and lost records are simply spectacular.

The unofficial history is quite wild, and the lost records are almost impossible to read. Some say that someone slept with a real immortal, and some say that a certain ancestor of the destroyed Hedao Holy Land was a traitor to the throne.

I haven't read anything about the three-in-one magic power in the body, but it is something that is expected. If there is even a record in Wanxiang Mountain, the three-in-one magic power that can trigger the vision of heaven and earth is too little. The cards are up.

"With the formation as a guard, Lin Huayuan's clone can protect himself without any problem. After advancing to the middle stage of Void Refining, he can gradually show his powerful formation talent. After fighting a few games with the Demon Sect, he can try to compete for the true inheritance. The position of disciple.”

"The shortcomings in talent have been made up. The only shortcoming is the issue of longevity. Physical training still needs to be continued. In addition, the vitality rules of enlightenment will be moved over, so that the shortcomings can be made up. "

……

Thirty years later.

Junshi Mountain Cave Mansion.

Lin Huayuan, who had been silent in cultivation, suddenly woke up. A purple light flashed in the depths of his pupils, and his eyes were instantly shrouded in a ball of colorful intertwined rules.

Then, a mighty mana aura rolled up from his body, and the cave was filled with a real buzz.

The Xuanhuang Shanhe Sword, which fell on the wooden stand nearby, made a clear sword sound, resonating with the gravity rules sweeping out.

"Middle stage of Void Refining, second level of five elements, gravity, vitality rules, sixth level high-grade formation mage."

"Lin Huayuan, the future is promising."

……

At this time, a huge giant turtle was crawling in the void star sea, and the void trembled wherever it passed.

The mountains on the giant turtle are shrouded in a colorful defensive light shield.

In the cave in the corner of the mountain, Shen Lian also woke up from his practice.

There are no years of cultivation, just thirty years is nothing, but for Lin Huayuan's clone, there has been a completely different change.

The crisis in Wanxiang Mountain is more serious than what outsiders see. The battle over the Queshan Mine decades ago is still going on. There is obviously some big conspiracy, but a Holy Land of Hedao will not be overthrown by the demon cultivators.

The Huayuan clone is strong enough to participate in it, and it has obtained enough cultivation resources within the sect by virtue of its military exploits.

Before he penetrated into Wanxiang Mountain, he wanted to throw Xiaofeng to a suitable place, and also confirm the operation of the newly realized method of transforming three pure things into one qi.

The Huayuan clone has been operating perfectly for decades, but it has taken away Xiaofeng's task. Even the elders of Wanxiang Mountain can't see it, which gives Shen Lian a lot of confidence.

With Huayuan Clone as a precedent, the talent requirements for selecting monks can be relaxed appropriately. The only difficulty is how to make the monks willingly give their lives to him.

The atmosphere in Wanxiang Mountain is different, and the friendship within the sect is deep, but this does not mean that the same is true for other sects.

Either find someone like Ji Wuxian who has a blood feud, or someone like Huayuan who is loyal to the sect, or someone like Xiaofeng, whose consciousness was replaced before he hatched from the egg.

"Every tribe must have a clone of me."

He had something to think about and naturally had no intention of practicing. Shen Lian stood up and came to the entrance of the cave, looking towards the void outside the territory.

The gorgeous rays of light appear all around, and they shine brightly.

The idea of ​​​​creating clones to blend into various tribes is a bit too far-fetched.

However, according to derivation, it is not impossible. If there are enough original spiritual objects as nourishment to improve the quality of the innate purple light and talisman array disk, it is not impossible to succeed.

Besides, talking about various ethnic groups is just a rough number.

There are many races in the fairy world, and many small tribes don't even have Void Refining monks. It would be meaningless for such a tribe to mix in.

You have to mix among the big clans, such as the Sea Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Monster Clan, and the Giant Spirit Clan. Only when you reach a high position among these clans can you get access to useful information and help you all the way to the rainbow.

"Don't drift. Take it one step at a time. Maybe we can start with a famous sect first."

Within Juntian territory, from Juntian Pavilion and Wanxiang Mountain below, the major human sects include Tianxing Immortal Sect, Sun Moon Sect, Fuguang Sect, and the demon sects include Xiandu Demon Sect, Zhaohun Cave, Tianxiang Sect, etc.

The Monster Clan has the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery and the Burning Demon Realm, the Sea Clan has the Sea Spirit Cave and the Sea Clan Royal Court, the Spirit Clan has the Seven Flowers Alliance and the Nine Spirits Mountain, and the Giant Spirit Clan has the Giant God Mountain.

This information was pulled out by Lin Huayuan from Wanxiang Mountain, allowing Shen Lian to have a more detailed understanding.

At the beginning, he thought about letting Huang Youdao and others sneak into Fuguang Sect and pretend to be alchemy experts. Unexpectedly, they were intercepted by Lingmu Immortal Palace halfway, so he had to arrange to sneak into Lingmu Immortal Palace.

In contrast, Shen Lian found that it was easier to sneak into the Demon Sect than the Righteous Sect.

The Demon Sect's methods are treacherous, and it is very common to beat people into unconscious 'living dead', which is quite a bit of black humor.

Of course, forget about the Xiandu Demon Sect. He is absolutely loyal to Wanxiang Mountain and will never make peace with the Xiandu Demon Sect.

Another reason is that the master of Xiandu Demon Sect, Xiandu Lao Mo, has not let out a single hair for thousands of years, and no one knows who he is.

The old demons gathered are all desperadoes recruited from all over Juntian Realm, and they have been summoned several times over the past few thousand years.

Of course, it is not impossible to go further. For example, the old demon Soul Flag was one of the first batch of demons to be recruited. With his strong strength and down-to-earth style, he managed to get into the position of Uchiyama Elder.

There is no sect station, no sect disciples, and only the title of Demon Sect. It was simply born specifically to deal with Wanxiang Mountain.

Not that no one doubts that this was secretly pushed out by some forces behind the scenes.

There are too many sects in the fairy world, and compared to the Immortal Demon Sect, the Tianxiang Sect has more tricks.

This sect is a great demon sect that integrates corpse refining, demon cultivation, and soul refining.

In the relevant information obtained by Wanxiang Mountain, there are extremely detailed records about this sect. There are many corpses in the sect, forming an industry chain for selling corpses and soul seeds. What they like most is to kidnap the children of other forces. . Some talented disciples are directly put on the shelves, and the price is easy to negotiate. If you add some extra hard work fees to the cost, you can redeem your own disciples.

He accurately watches what people order, and even leaves a greeting note when he catches him. If the owner responds quickly enough, he can put it back on the same day.

If the family's power is low, then I'm sorry, I might tie you up twice or three times... Finally... the whole family will refine the soul seeds and put them on the shelves, focusing on a family bucket.

This style of work naturally disgusted many people. Since the establishment of the Tianxiang Sect, they have been surrounded and suppressed more than thirty times in total. But every time, people would run into the Tianxiang Cave to hide. After a period of time, they would become obscene. Came out again to make trouble.

The Tianxiang Cave is a crack in the void. I don’t know where this crack leads. It is a bloody and filthy place, which is especially suitable for the practice of demon cultivators.

The destination of Shen Lian's trip was Fuguang Sect, but wherever he went, he would visit various fairy cities and sell some elixirs when buying medicinal herbs.

Of course, buying medicinal herbs is one of them. The main purpose is to see if I can buy monster eggs like Xiaofeng.

The core of the method of converting three pure states into one qi is to build a cycle of five elements. Xiaofeng belongs to the element of fire, and there are still four elements left to form a great cycle: metal, wood, water, and earth.

If you really can't find a creature whose consciousness has been shattered, you still have to cultivate it yourself.

"Mom, you can't really sneak into the Demon Sect."

After looking at the gorgeous void outside for a while, Shen Lian lowered his head and returned to the cave.

The living conditions he needs are harsh. Compared to the orthodox sect, the demon sect is best at doing this. Not only can you disperse your consciousness, but it will also give you a sky lantern and soul-drawing oil.

"I don't know if Brother Fat has advanced to practice Qiu."

In a moment of thought, Shen Lian thought of his few friends. If Fat Brother had not advanced to practice Qiong, he would have died by now.

Why is there no demon sect like the Xuan Corpse Sect in the fairy world?

You love me, I will fulfill your last wish, and you give me your body and sincerity.

One of the goals of going to the Fuguang Sect is to sneak in. The Fuguang Spiritual Dew of this sect has a very strong advanced effect on his natal spiritual wood, and he also wants to buy some.

As an elder of the Juntian Pavilion's Alchemy Hall, it is reasonable to go to the Fuguang Sect to buy some Fuguang Immortal Dew. All of this is to better refine the elixir and repay Juntian Pavilion's great kindness.

……

Time flies, and more than forty years are spent on the road.

Shen Lian was practicing while traveling. Every time he visited a great fairy city, he would come down to do some shopping. He would also wear the robe issued by His Excellency Jun Tian and walk through the market ostentatiously.

Of course, for ostentation, I would not go to places with few people, and I would not go to Daxian City unless it was close to the shipping route. I relied on the Juntian Pavilion signboard to travel all the way, and I really bought a lot of good things from various shops.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, go slowly. Welcome to come again next time."

Outside a tall pavilion, a group of people, from the proprietor to the shopkeeper, servants and maids, stood cheering and sent Shen Lian out of the door with a smile, looking reluctant to leave.

"Let's go back."

Shen Lian smiled and waved to the group, and touched the emblem embroidered on his chest before walking away.

Even after walking a long way, you can still see a group of people standing at the door when you look back, greeting each other with smiles, which is sincere and touching.

However, the smile on Shen Lian's face had faded. He quickly left the fairy city and found a giant ship about to set sail outside the city.

"The speed of Lingmu Immortal Palace is so fast, and the search for Xiao Yunxiao has actually come to light."

"What happened to this little Tiandao? How can it still leave traces of reincarnation after being baptized in the world of mortals for so many years?"

No wonder Shen Lian was speechless, Lingmu Immortal Palace's purpose of finding Yun Xiao's reincarnation was not clear. Although there was a high probability of being trained in the palace, there were other possibilities.

Who can explain clearly the destiny that an innate soul that has experienced countless years of baptism in the world of mortals will possess after reincarnation?
It is true that the ancestor of Hedao cherishes his talents, but he may not have other bad intentions.

Don't be as good as the ancestor thought. The old guy stuck in the Hedao realm is much crazier than the guy stuck in the realm of refining the void and transforming into a god.

"After all, you have been spying on me for so many years, but you haven't learned the essence. You must learn something superficial."

The giant ship roared and slid into the void star sea. Shen Lian was walking back and forth in the cave. Apart from anything else, he still had to go to the reincarnation of Yunxiao.

……

The land of Xiayu.

Ten Thousand Islands.

The water and sky are the same color, and the water is connected to the water. The islands are scattered on the sparkling lake like chess pieces. You can also see schools of fish walking through the water, and shrimps and crabs fighting.

The fairy world is vast, and not everywhere is a holy land for cultivation.

For example, in this area, the strongest sects within billions of miles around are just a few transformed gods, and their overall cultivation level is not even comparable to that of a small thousand world.

One day, a stream of light shot out from a distance, disappeared across the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Below the surging blue waves, a silver-gray white strip jumped up, spit out a bubble and glanced at the place where the stream of light disappeared.

"This land is too barren."

After turning over the waves, Baitiao submerged into the water and mixed with the fish.

I have been dealing with Void Refining cultivators for a long time, and I have become accustomed to it. I almost thought that the fairy world is full of Void Refining cultivators.

"No, there is a Void Refining Dzogchen with a combat power of ten thousand. I am not a match yet. I still need to be more prepared. If anything happens, it is best to lure him away and trap him."

There are also three, six or nine levels of the Great Perfection of Refining the Void, and the gap among them is much larger than that of the Great Perfection of Transformation.

The main reason for this is the power of rules. Too many monks who are stuck in the Great Perfection of Void Refining do not dare to cross the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation, but they are desperately trying to understand the power of rules.

Being able to practice to the perfection of Void Refining means that the integration of mana and rules is about to reach 100%. It is natural for this kind of talent to understand other rules.

In addition, his strength is at the top of Void Refining, and the spiritual objects that help him understand the rules are also larger than other monks. Each strength cannot be treated according to common sense.

Before the reincarnation, Huang Youdao and the others belonged to the lowest level of Void Refining Dzogchen, which has a combat power of three thousand.

The previous protector of the fake Pei Tianlan had a combat strength of 6,000.

The combat power of ten thousand from Lingmu Immortal Palace may be a bit overestimated, but there should still be a combat power of nine thousand.

Backed by a big force, there are too many advantages, and some things cannot be smoothed out by talent in a short period of time.

"Xiao Yunxiao has worked hard for you. If something cannot be done, you can't blame me for being unkind."

"...At worst, I will come back to avenge you after I have completed my Mahayana and transcended tribulations."

"All the expenses have to be recorded in your account. Then I will add zero for reimbursement. No, it will disrupt my plan to go to Fuguang Sect. I have to travel hundreds of thousands of miles to come here, so I have to add two zeros."

……

There are countless islands in the Ten Thousand Islands Archipelago, and there are tens of millions of them densely packed together. They are as big as a small continent, with fairy cities, monster mountains, and some small sea tribes living in the water.

Although there is not even a Void Refining cultivator in this area, the various races are still fighting with each other.

Not only are the various clans fighting, but the mundane realms controlled by the sects are also fighting, which is no less peaceful than the land where spiritual energy flourishes.

A canoe dangled above the roaring water.

Above the canoe, a six-petal green lotus flower slowly rotated, and the lotus pod growing out of the center swayed, releasing a green beam of light straight into the void.

On the lotus petals, Huang Youdao, Wangshu, and You Shifang sat cross-legged next to each other. Opposite them was Mixuzi, who looked equally immersed.

At this moment, even the black cliff fell on the petals, the clear light and shadow flickered, and runes were continuously derived from the lotus pods, rushing into the green light high in the sky.

The sixth-grade green lotus pod rotates slowly, and when the runes it derives rush into the air, they continue to turn into ripples and go in all directions, and then merge into the void.

The canoe has been here for several months. Many monks who came and went saw it, but they were scared away without getting close.

Yin Yihan, who was hanging on the other side, didn't even bother to look at these panicked ants.

He was sitting cross-legged in the void, with his natal spiritual sword flat on his knees. He was concentrating with his eyes closed, and he couldn't seem to be impatient at all.

On the contrary, Yan Xuanchen, who stayed on the canoe, sometimes cast his eyes on the green lotus pod, and sometimes flew out to drive away some passing monks, looking like he was doing his duty wholeheartedly.

Over the years, they have used void wormholes to travel to nearly a hundred areas in Juntian. They thought this would be a long mission, but they did not expect that in just over a hundred years, they had already identified the specific location.

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

On the sixth-grade green lotus pod suspended above the canoe, the rune spirit ban suddenly buzzed.

The power of cyan merit, which had always been vertical, was now distorted and dispersed like smoke in a strong wind, drifting towards the southeast.

The moment he noticed the change, Yin Yihan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of black light appeared in his hand.

Not only does this black light not have an aura of filth or darkness, but it exudes a touch of holiness.

A black lotus grew out of the black light. Under the urging of the spell, the sacred black light was quickly released, and clusters of flowers grew in the void and on the water.

The black lotuses and lotus leaves stretching for thousands of miles seem to exude endless mystery.

However, it seems that it is a bit difficult for Yin Yihan to activate this black lotus. The vines growing out from under the lotus are stuck in his palm, constantly sucking his blood.

"melt!"

The lotus pond with a radius of thousands of miles rolled up black runes one after another, melting towards the green lotus. The black quickly covered the hazy green light at the edge of the green lotus, and began to cover the green lotus leaves.

Yan Xuanchen had long been squeezed thousands of miles away by the black lotus. He had long been accustomed to this scene. Elder Yin had used it several times.

"Boom!"

Above the void, suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Suddenly, thunder exploded on the top of the sky with claws and fangs. The scattered thunder spread like a dragon covering thousands of miles. Most of it fell on the black lotus pond and collided with the black runes derived from it.

"go with!"

Seeing thunder rising from the void, Yin Yihan opened his mouth, and a stream of black and purple light quickly rushed towards the sky.

The purple rhyme was scorching, and it formed a tortoise shell pattern with the void first, and the pale mist grew out of it, covering the black lotus area bit by bit.

The falling thunder struck the mist derived from the tortoise shell pattern, and was quickly melted away bit by bit.

"Sacrifice the spiritual creature!"

Looking at the tortoise shell that was like a hill floating in the air, a look of greed appeared in Yan Xuanchen's eyes, but it was quickly taken over by Qingming.

If you covet the spiritual objects of the elders in the palace, you will die without knowing the consequences.

This calamity-protecting spiritual object is full of traces of acquired repairs, but the refining material must be a spiritual object that contains innate wisdom. The wisps of white mist were born specifically to offset the thunder.

On the green lotus, Mixunzi, who was playing tricks, narrowed his eyes and looked at the tortoise shell appearing in the sky, feeling eager in his heart.

In Gou Dahu's Lingmu Immortal Palace, the good source of calamity-shielding spiritual objects were refined into disposable ones that could only offset the thunder calamity related to merit.

Whoever practices meritorious deeds these days has a narrow path.

From the green lotus pod to the black lotus, and then to the purple tortoise shell, there were three specially made spiritual objects, the combined value of which was no less than a Hedao spiritual treasure, just to locate the reincarnated true spirit.

Really trenchant.

"puff!"

When the black lotus and the green lotus were halfway fused, suddenly the cyan runes and the black runes suddenly became incompatible, and the green and black streams of light suddenly collapsed.

But the green power of merit swaying on the green lotus pod was seeped with dozens of black threads, and when the power of merit collapsed, it fled into the distance.

Yin Yihan's eyes flashed with five colors, as if there were two crystals stuck together in his eyes.

After passing through these two crystals, the sky and the earth turned gray and white, with only dozens of slender black lines leaping into the distance like snakes.

These black lines cannot be seen by others. After the black lotus and green lotus dispersed, Huang Youdao and his party could only see the dissipated power of merit.

Yin Yihan's positioning method is very simple, cross positions.

After locking the Ten Thousand Islands Islands through the Land of Merit, they wandered around these places. This was already the third point they chose.

Three black lines extend through the junction, which is the final position.

Letting the Lingbao float in the sky, Yin Yihan's spiritual thoughts produced a comprehensive topographic map of the sea area. The intersection of the three black lines overlapped with an island on the map.

"Fuxian Island."

The next moment, he opened and closed his eyes, and rolled up the spiritual treasures in his big hands. These were all spiritual treasures specially refined in the palace in order to find the reincarnated True Spirit of Yunxiao.

To refine a seventh-level Hedao Spiritual Treasure in an ordinary Hedao Holy Land, it would take at least tens of thousands of years to accumulate it, oh, the Holy Land of Juntian Realm does not count.

A smile appeared on Yin Yihan's lips. He didn't expect that this mission was completed so smoothly. Once he brings the reincarnated true spirit back, he will definitely gain points in front of Taoist Tianyuan.

His old enemy who assigned the task to him would never have imagined that this would be the case.

The reincarnation of monks does not mean that they will be reincarnated immediately. According to the time of the fairy world, it may take up to several thousand years.

After reincarnation, it may not be possible to awaken the mystery in the womb immediately, and everything is very uncertain.

When accepting this task, Yin Yihan himself had no idea.

The fairy world is so big, who knows where it will be reincarnated. If there is no reincarnation, or something unexpected happens, this task will not be completed.

Unexpectedly, his old Yin Ji has his own destiny, haha...

"go!"

Now that the specific location has been located, Huang Youdao and others naturally no longer need to stay on the Green Lotus and returned to the canoe one by one.

Mixunzi looked like he was recovering, and his heart became more and more active.

The spiritual energy here is poor, which means that the reincarnated true spirit should not be very strong yet, but since it can be sensed, it should have awakened part of its Suhui.

But now these are just speculations, and nothing can be determined until we see the real person.

Fuxian Island, one of the ten largest islands in the Ten Thousand Islands Archipelago, has a sect called Fuxian Sect in the realm of gods, and there are countless mortal beings on the island.

The contemporary Fuxian Sect has two god-transforming monks, and the sect has dozens of Yuanying monks.

On this day, the monks inside and outside the Fuxian Sect got up and rang the bell as usual. This scene day after day has become accustomed to them.

Suddenly, a stream of light shot out from a distance, and then a vast pressure swept across the entire sect.

The terrifying pressure made everyone in the sect, from Qi training to Shen transformation, stunned on the spot, and the monks above the Golden Core realm showed fear in their eyes.

Some people looked up at the log suspended in the void. Unfortunately, they couldn't see clearly. Some young branches could be vaguely seen growing on the log.

On top of the logs, there were several hazy figures, exuding an overwhelming aura.

The irresistible pressure, a monk in the Void Refining Realm.

For a moment, all the monks present kowtowed and paid homage. Their small bodies were like ants on the roadside.

In fact, Yin Yihan and others on the canoe really regarded this small sect as an ant. Under the pressure, their eyes seemed to be constantly scanning the mountains, rivers, lakes, and buildings.

Huang Youdao and others flew onto the green lotus pod again, stimulating the power of merit in the lotus pod again, and slowly flew across Fuxian Island in mid-air.

Inside Fuxian Sect.

The elixir garden is connected with an earth fire elixir palace.

In the alchemy hall, a middle-aged alchemist wearing a green and red patterned robe was refining the elixir, but the sudden pressure caused the alchemy furnace to explode.

Before he could react, a wisp of hazy green light suddenly erupted on his forehead, forming a mark like a jade lake.

In an instant, the jade lake-shaped mark submerged into the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, and countless hazy phantoms emerged, and a blue stream of light like a jade belt protected the entire sea of ​​spiritual thoughts.

"found it!"

At this moment, the entire alchemy hall dissipated into powder without any breath, and several streams of light fell from the sky. They suddenly fell in front of the middle-aged little alchemy master of the golden elixir stage, and carefully looked at the appearance of this cultivator.

……

at the same time.

"Brother Cheap!"

On the turquoise water surface, a fish seemed to be cramping. It bounced out of the water sideways with a "swish" sound, its cheeks whistling in the wind.

After a long time, the fish's mouth closed.

"You are such a little elf, you have so many tricks up your sleeve, who did you learn this from?"

(End of this chapter)