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

Chapter 501: Appearing as a saint in front of others, I, Pei Tianlan, no longer pretend to be a saint, my first attempt at Hedao Heavenly Tribulation
Fuguang Immortal Sect.

Outside the sect, spiritual light was lingering, and streams of light were traveling in all directions.

Since the Fuguang Immortal Sect was announced to all directions and the Fuguang Spiritual Serum was born, the ancestors and other monks from all the major first-class sects and forces have come towards the Fuguang Immortal Sect one after another.

A first-class sect refers to a force under Hedao Holy Land that has at least one Void Refining Dzogchen cultivator.

Such forces are not evenly distributed in each region. For example, in the land of Huai River, there are two Void Refining Perfection Masters on the surface. It is already a place with a good environment for cultivating immortals.

In the Shangjuntian territory, there are hundreds of areas where there are no monks who have perfected the void.

If calculated, there are thousands of Void Refining Dzogchen cultivators in Juntian. This number seems to be a lot, but if you look at the entire upper, middle and lower Juntian, it is not so conspicuous.

The monks can advance to the stage of refining the void and have a life span of 30,000 years. If they can practice to the perfection of the void refining, they can borrow at least another 20,000 to 30,000 years of life from heaven and earth.

Taking fifty thousand years as a round, it is not too much to be able to accumulate thousands of cultivators who have perfected the Void Refining.

Moreover, 90% of these perfections are achieved through time and polishing the state bit by bit.

Fu Guang Spiritual Jelly is produced from the oldest tree ancestor in the sect. This tree has lived for more than 300,000 years and has been reborn from decay several times. The spiritual pulp is the essence of the tree ancestor. .

The monks who came to participate were defeated, and their skills were inferior to others. Naturally, they could no longer blame the Fuguang Immortal Sect for not obtaining the spiritual pulp.

To put it bluntly, you represent the entire Juntian among the dozen or so forces.

"The Juntian Pavilion family has a big business, so I guess they won't look down on something like this."

A few days later, from the direction of the Fuguang Immortal Sect, between the clouds, a middle-aged monk wearing a green robe and a purple jade crown came through the air.

If Pei Tianlan hadn't forced him, he wouldn't have taken out the spiritual fluid so early. Instead, he would have slowly chosen a suitable moment so that the sect could gain the greatest benefit.

Although everyone agrees that those who have perfected the Void Refining are the first-rate forces, the gap between the first-rate and the first-rate is still huge.

As for the remaining dozen or so people, they came to try their luck and fantasize about the possibility of picking up the missing items.

As for the step of obtaining the spiritual fluid, it will naturally cost a small amount of money.

The Fuguang Immortal Sect also served them very well, and they had enough of all kinds of spiritual fruits and spiritual dew.

Such precious spiritual essence, shouldn't we spend some spiritual items to replace it?
The Fuguang Immortal Sect does not participate in the replacement process. The monks only need to enter the spirit tree space opened by the ancestor of the tree, and if the spiritual object they take out satisfies the ancestor of the tree, they will naturally obtain the Fuguang spiritual pulp.

Moreover, Pei Tianlan has not left since the last time and has been wandering around Fuguang Fairy City. This is not normal until now.

Compared to the exchanges in the main hall, Shi Yun'an didn't think so.

Of course, Fuguang Xianzong doesn't care how you fight. We can provide territory, and it doesn't matter if you beat the dog's brains out.

The power of the Void Refining Perfection cultivator is enough to shock the local area, but if you want to spread the sect's reputation throughout Juntian, you don't have such ability.

Inside the Fuguang Immortal Sect.

It was still the sect's main hall, with various auras intermingling. On the mountains below the main hall, there were several large monsters crawling on the top of the mountain.

The mountain-protecting formation of the Fuguang Immortal Sect, at the moment it was washed away by the thunder, bursts of dazzling colors broke away.

Although more than a dozen of the top first-class sects have represented Juntian, they still have to do what they should do. Every time they announce it to everyone, they will leave enough time to wait for the fellow Taoists who come to be the atmosphere team.

What, you don’t want to be represented?
It doesn't matter, come here in person and see if I can let you go back alive.

The visitor directly covered the mountain gate of Fuguang Immortal Sect with a sea of ​​thunder beneath his feet.

"Hey, why aren't the monks from Juntian Pavilion here?"

"I, Pei Tianlan of Juntian Pavilion, have come especially to get the Fuguang Spiritual Serum!"

"Don't give me any trouble." Shi Yun'an muttered inwardly.

The strongest monks in the sect have at least comprehended two to three major rules of Xu Lian Perfect, just like Wu Zhongguang, Mixunzi's protector at the time.

Without it, it is only fair.

For example, the ancestors who came to Fuguang Immortal Sect this time are all top forces such as Tianxing Immortal Sect, Sun Moon Immortal Sect, Demon Sect Soul Summoning Cave, Evil Sect Yin Eclipse Sect, and every family has several Void Refining Dzogchen cultivators.

The time has not yet come. Judging from the scenes in previous years, many monks will be attracted every time. The number of Void Refining Perfection monks will exceed fifty, and the largest one attracted hundreds of Void Refining Consummation monks.

Of course, there are top-level void refinings like Yin Yihan, the elder of the Immortal Palace, in the Juntian realm, but there are not many of them. Shi Yun'an, the great elder of the Fuguang Immortal Sect, happens to be one.

Among these more than thirty auras, a dozen came from the top first-class sect forces in Juntian, informing the Juntian realm, and what they announced were the forces behind the dozen monks present.

Although the Fuguang Immortal Sect is no longer the Holy Land of Hedao, it can't stand up to the sect's business. The elixir used by him, the great elder, is the best in Juntian, and his combat power is much higher than that of monks of the same level.

Counting these huge monster beasts, there are still more than thirty tyrannical auras in the hall.

There are two steps to obtain the light-supporting spiritual fluid. The first step is to conquer other monks, and the second step is to take out the spiritual fluid.

……

Every time you take a step, there will be wind and thunder rolling up under your feet. The silver light is like a ray of light. From far to near, it leaves a sea of ​​thunder that stretches for thousands of miles on the sky. It is so majestic that it directly attracts attention from all directions.

To be honest, all monks at this level can trigger six or nine heavenly tribulations. Of course, whether they succeed or not depends on God's will.

Fuguang Immortal Sect never misses such a good opportunity and takes the opportunity to hold several high-end barter exchange meetings to make a lot of money.

In the main hall, the monks sat separately.

By the way, Fuguang Immortal Sect has no sect leader, and the great elder Shi Yun'an is the leader. Naturally, such a big scene requires him to personally appear and take charge.

The monks who came to Fuguang Immortal Sect were not in a hurry. Everyone was the mainstay of each sect. It was not easy to meet them once in the past, so they just took this opportunity to communicate.

In the main hall, the monks from various factions took a look and saw Wan Yinzong from Wanxiang Mountain, knocking on someone else's table with his small hammer.

Rolling thunder from the sky mixed with shouts entered the Fuguang Immortal Sect, making the monks inside the door feel wildly shaken.

The monks from all walks of life who were waiting inside the Immortal Sect Mountain Gate changed their expressions upon hearing this.

What the hell?
Is this treating them like nothing?
Shi Yun'an frowned. How many disciples in the sect are cultivating, how many disciples are refining elixirs, so powerful and domineering in the sect, do you really think you are invincible in Juntian!
But before he could speak, a figure had already crashed into the hall.

"Juntian Pavilion has such a loud tone, give me a hammer!"

A thick black-yellow light flew out from the Fuguang Immortal Sect, wrapped in a rotating sledgehammer, and crashed towards the mountain gate.

"Boom!"

The rotating sledgehammer was flying sideways, and billowing red flames continued to shoot out. The fire rolled and swept across all directions.

The sledgehammer turned into a thousand feet, and the three rules of earth, fire, and gravity were superimposed and turned into a hammer shadow field.

"Fellow Taoist Wanxiang Mountain, I have long wanted to learn from you!"

Above the sea of ​​thunder, Pei Tianlan looked at the approaching sledgehammer with a calm look on his face. He raised his palm lightly and gently grabbed the rotating sledgehammer.

There were no dazzling fluctuations, and the void seemed to become thicker all of a sudden. The sledgehammer that rushed over suddenly felt like it was plunged into the mire, the flames burst, and the mysterious light was annihilated inch by inch.

The handle of the rapidly rotating sledgehammer was suddenly grasped by the palm of the hand. The surging multicolored lightning quickly enveloped the sledgehammer, and among the electric sparks, the multicolored lightning rolled back.

"Fellow Taoist Wan, return your spiritual soldiers!"

Wan Yinzong's eyes widened. His own spiritual hammer was unexpectedly manipulated. There was no doubt that he was at a disadvantage even though he struck first.

Xuan Yao, another Hedao seed from Juntian Pavilion who is also a Hedao seed in the Hedao Holy Land, has fought against him many times, but this is the first time he has met this famous Juntian Fellow Daoist Pei.

Immediately, the billowing essence and mana surged out of his body, and his body turned into a hundred feet in size in the air. A layer of black and yellow light rolled up around him, turning into a vast ocean of gravity.

And a big hand reached out and grabbed the returning sledgehammer.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the sledgehammer returned, the five-color fairy thunder attached to it exploded, tearing apart the gravity field. Groups of thunder and lightning arcs intertwined, and the air rushed into the sky, forming one after another air waves, raging in all directions.

The lightning crackled down, frightening the disciples of Fuguang Immortal Sect to retreat one by one.

Wan Yinzong, who caught the sledgehammer, was hit by the lightning and retreated hundreds of miles. When he was about to crash into a mountain below, he stopped in embarrassment.

"How can it be!"

At this moment, the expressions of many of the cultivators who had perfected the void and were waiting in the Fuguang Immortal Sect changed drastically.

They are all perfected by refining the void, and you can tell at a glance which of the scenes in front of you is stronger or weaker.

"Both of them are the seeds of harmony in the Holy Land!"

……

"Open the mountain!"

Wan Yinzong grabbed the big ax again, his body's energy and blood rolled up, his robes torn apart, and veins like a swimming dragon bulged on his limbs.

The rolling energy, blood and mana intertwined into a colorful ocean, which he poured into his arms in one breath, and raised the giant hammer in his hand again.

Above the void, there is a huge hammer as big as 3,600 feet, with mysterious lines of earthy yellow and crimson shining all over its body, and there are runes hanging under the hammer.

Click!

The mountain-protecting formation guarding the Fuguang Immortal Sect swayed violently, and a large area of ​​the Spiritual Forbidden City was shattered into ruins.

Outside the mountain gate, above the sea of ​​thunder, Pei Tianlan still raised his hand calmly.

Rolling thunder light emerged from the palm of the hand, and the five-color fairy thunder evolved into Yin and Yang twin thunders. Countless black and white arcs surged out of the body, turning into two black and white thunder dragons, circling each other and rushing towards the giant hammer.

"Boom!"

The falling giant hammer was surrounded by two thunder dragons one above the other, and was immediately penetrated by countless arcs of electricity, which shattered into mana and essence in the air.

"drop!"

After dispersing the sledgehammer with one blow, Pei Tianlan spoke.

As soon as he said these words, he saw the five colors gathering above Wan Yin Zong's head, the yin and yang intertwined, the purple lightning and silver light penetrated thousands of miles, and turned into a multicolored thunder dragon, pouring down with an endless sea of ​​thunder.

In the blink of an eye, the protective gravity field surrounding Wan Yin Zong was swept away by the sea of ​​thunder.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, stop!"

In the Fuguang Hall, Shi Yun'an rushed out quickly. After seeing clearly the sight of the lightning explosion, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

The Fuguang Immortal Sect does not want to interfere in the fighting, and if a Hedao seed from the Hedao Holy Land dies in his own sect, it will be a confusing account.

……

"Boom!"

Under the thunder dragon's shroud, a roar rang out, and Wan Yinzong's energy and blood exploded to disperse the thunder, but the severe pain and burnt smell on the body's surface could not be concealed.

"I lost!"

As the monks present said before, they are all Hedao seeds from the Hedao Holy Land, but now with three moves, Pei Tianlan from Juntian Pavilion has exposed his methods to be much better than him.

If the other party had murderous intentions, he might not be able to avoid it at all.

Inside the mountain gate of Fuguang Immortal Sect, except for the sound of arc thunder that had not completely dissipated, the monks present were all stunned.

Everyone present has perfected the practice of Xu, and the senior brother of Wanxiang Mountain has also perfected the practice of Xu, and he is recognized by all the monks present as the top level of practice.

But he didn't expect that he would be defeated by Juntian Pavilion's Hedao Seed in just three moves.

Is it possible that there are differences between the two holy places of Hedao?

From the understatement just now, Pei Tianlan seemed to have not exerted his full strength.

This is a bit unbelievable. Pei Tianlan has only been in Juntian Pavilion for a long time. How can he be stronger than Xuan Yao, whom Juntian Pavilion devoted all his efforts to cultivate?
This is a bit unreasonable.

"He is still in the late stage of virtual refining!"

The old soul-seeking demon in the Soul-Calling Cave had a surge in his throat. He swallowed hard and shrank his head.

As soon as the old soul-seeking demon spoke, everyone present suddenly reacted.

If he further cultivates to the point of perfecting the void, wouldn't he be able to perform a few tricks under the hands of the ancestor of Hedao?
……

Pei Tianlan drove Lei Hai step by step to the inside of Fuguang Immortal Sect.

"Fellow Taoist Wan, I accept the offer."

"Wan Mou is convinced that he lost. I am not as good as you."

Wan Yinzong's body was surging with blood, repairing the traces burned by the thunder, his eyes staring deeply at Pei Tianlan.

As expected of a monk from Juntian Pavilion, his background is shocking.

In the past, he only competed with Xuan Yao, but now it seems that his and Xuan Yao's strength may not be as good as the ones in front of him.

"I've heard the name of Fellow Daoist Pei for a long time, and when I saw him today I was really shocked."

"Fellow Daoist Pei has risen to great heights and is a role model for our generation of monks."

"I am lucky enough to meet fellow Taoist Pei today."

The monks present all started to compliment him.

Above the sea of ​​thunder, Pei Tianlan glanced at the monks present, with a look of disappointment on his brows.

What he saw in front of him should belong to the most powerful Lianxu in the Juntian realm, and it was much different from what he had in mind.

Then, his eyes fell on Shi Yun'an and he said straight to the point, "I, Pei Tianlan, want the Fuguang Spiritual Serum this time."

As soon as these words came out, the monks present felt a thump in their hearts.

Although when Pei Tianlan appeared, they thought that they would be defeated this time, but the person named Pei was so strong that everyone was still reluctant to accept it.

In the past, monks would fight many times to compete for the Fuguang Spiritual Serum. Some stronger monks would be unlucky enough to get injured and miss out on the Spiritual Serum.

"Who objects?"

Seeing that no one responded, Pei Tianlan's tone became cold.

As the words fell, the five-color immortal thunder under his feet surged again, and the time he took to breathe once again turned into a vast ocean of thunder.

The vast and unparalleled aura swept in all directions, and some ordinary Void Refining Perfection cultivators shrank and shivered.

"Brother Lin, why are you shaking?"

"Who... so and so is shaking, I... I'm not shaking."

……

The sea of ​​thunder surged, and Pei Tianlan stood between the arcs of lightning, with a Yin-Yang flag floating around him.

"The opponents come up and fight!"

Huanghuang Leiyin roared into his ears, and the monks present were shocked.

There is a monk who wants to see Shi Yun'an. This person is so arrogant in your Fuguang Immortal Sect, don't you care.

But when he looked up, Shi Yun'an, who was here just now, was gone.

Damn old thief, he slipped away so fast.

“Fight but not fight, retreat but not retreat, what’s the point!”

……

"Let's go together, no matter how strong he is, he is only one person!"

"I'm quitting. I'm here to gain experience."

Soon, one figure after another quickly retreated, and those who remained on the scene were all monks from top-notch forces, with combat power in the category of six thousand.

"Let's go together!"

A faint voice sounded in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Insanity!"

An ancestor roared. Everyone present was a respectable person. They were called ancestors in the sect and came all the way to Fuguang Immortal Sect. They were so humiliated and could not bear the grievance.

"Leiju!"

In an instant, in the rolling sea of ​​five-color thunder, colorful thunder dragons swam across the sky, falling towards the monks who were still standing there.

Before the Thunder Dragon could land, more than a dozen figures flew out in a panic, each of them trembling in fear.

They couldn't bear just the edge of the Thunder Sea.

Rumble!
The next moment, sword light, sword light, sea of ​​fire, glaciers, strong winds, boulders, and the falling thunder dragon's sea of ​​electricity collided together.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and balls of fire exploded one after another, forming strong winds that shot straight into the sky.

This energy couldn't get close to the center of the Thunder Sea, so it was shattered into nothingness.

"Puff puff!"

In the chaos, figures kept emitting arcs of electricity and flying out, smashing into the air awkwardly.

"One blow has passed. I hope fellow Taoists will not be confused again. If anyone draws the sword again, I guarantee that they will not be able to enter reincarnation."

In the sea of ​​thunder, Pei Tianlan's head was filled with colorful sky thunder, surrounded by lightning, and his eyes were as bright as lightning, piercing through all directions.

These people are not bad. If they are all killed and turned into puppets, they can be added to the formation in the Hunyuan Jade Disc. It is a pity that it is better not to do this kind of thing in full view of the public.

"Quit now."

"I quit!"

The monks who were kicked out in embarrassment had a wry smile on their faces.

What's the point of arguing? A group of people were directly blasted down by a sea of ​​thunder.

The Hedao seeds in the Holy Land are so terrifying!
One person alone controls more than thirty comrades in the field.

With such fighting power, could it reach the sky?
Of course, no one tried their best, but the scene in front of them was shocking enough.

Even the ancestors of Hedao in Juntian Pavilion did not have such prestige when they were refining the void.

Perhaps only the true legend of the Great Holy Land in the Haotian Realm has such great prestige.

Seeing someone speaking, the monks who were originally hesitant also spoke up.

"It seems that you have already decided the winner."

At this time, Shi Yun'an's voice rang out in the main hall of Fuguang Immortal Sect. In a flash of inspiration, Shi Yun'an, who had retreated behind everyone, appeared in front of everyone.

"This time the Fuguang Spiritual Serum will be handed over to Fellow Daoist Pei from Juntian Pavilion."

For a moment, the cultivators in the field had different expressions, but no one jumped out to object. "Everyone, stop standing and come into the palace."

After winning or losing, Shi Yun'an's face returned to a smile. Although he still had to hand over the spiritual fluid to Pei Tianlan, the Fuguang Immortal Sect's brand name was saved.

"Elder Shi, where is the spiritual fluid?"

However, Pei Tianlan's voice made Shi Yun'an's smile freeze, and he cursed in his heart, "You little bastard, you'll die if you wait."

"Fellow Daoist Pei, the spiritual jelly is in the ancestral cave of my ancestral tree. I will personally take you to get it later."

"Fellow Taoists, your sect is very busy with affairs, so I don't think there's any need to delay."

Pei Tianlan glanced at the many monks present with a faint look, but all the monks he saw, especially those from the Demon Sect and the Evil Sect, suddenly became excited.

Why does it feel like there is some evil intention in Fellow Daoist Pei's eyes?

They have never offended Pei Tianlan.

"Oh, since Elder Shi and your noble sect have something to do, I won't stay any longer. I'll say goodbye. Fellow Taoists, see you later."

"Elder Shi, take your leave."

One after another, the figures did not even enter the main hall, and fled outside after clasping their fists and saluting.

Pei Tianlan looked at the leaving monks with slightly wandering eyes. It was a pity that so many fellow Taoists were good materials for puppets and clones.

"Come on, come on, I don't think this guy named Pei is a good person."

"We are walking together, but there is always something wrong with that look in his eyes. Have our demon cultivators offended him?"

Seeing that the lively scene just now suddenly came to an end, Shi Yun'an couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This was the first time in so many years that such an anticlimactic scene ended.

"Elder Shi, why bother with this? You could have done it earlier."

Seeing the cultivators disperse, Pei Tianlan looked at Shi Yun'an and chuckled.

Shi Yun'an moved the corner of his mouth, "Don't break the rules, come with me."

After saying this, Shi Yun'an flew towards the depths of Fuguang Immortal Sect. He really didn't expect Pei Tianlan's combat power to be so terrifying.

Looking at Shi Yun'an's back, Pei Tianlan tilted his lips and followed him.

After just dealing with more than 30 void-refining monks alone, he had a clearer distinction in his mind about the combat power levels of top-level void-refining monks.

In the category of three thousand combat power, this is a small three-turn rule, just like Huang Youdao back then.

In the six thousand combat power category, at least one of the major rules has changed three times, such as the protector Wu Zhongguang.

Those in the ten thousand combat strength category, such as Yin Yihan and Gong Jingzhi of Lingmu Immortal Palace, Wan Yinzong of Wanxiang Mountain, including Elder Shi in front of him.

There should be two or three monks of this level of combat power among the more than thirty monks who just refining the void.

In fact, this description is not accurate. Between six thousand and ten thousand combat power, there are also seven thousand, eight thousand and nine thousand combat power. Due to the different levels of the number of rules, skills, bloodline, physique, etc., The combat power is also different.

Wu Zhongguang, who was classified as six thousand by him, may not be weaker than the one present who was classified as nine thousand. His vision was a little worse at the beginning, and Wu Zhongguang's strength was underestimated.

But for Shen Lian now, it doesn't make any difference whether it's nine thousand or three thousand. He's too lazy to change it. You guys can just play with it yourself, a bunch of noobs.

After all, there is an element of luck between life and death in a battle of wits, and comebacks in adversity are common.

Now, he only looks at those with a combat power of 10,000 and above.

There is also a 'super 10,000' combat power level above 10,000. Mixuzi, who has taken the Life-Suspending Secret Pill before, has briefly reached this level and can initially fight with the small rules.

Of course, now Mixunzi has reached the level of 'Super Ten Thousand' without using the Secret Pill of Life.

As for me, I am also at the 'super ten thousand' combat power level. Although they are at the same level, if we really want to fight, I am still stronger than Mixuzi.

These levels of division belong to Shen Lian's own judgment. There is no such division in the fairy world.

Theoretically, as long as you reach three thousand combat power, it is possible to survive the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation. Once you become a Hedao Taoist, your energy and spirit will be fully baptized, and three thousand combat power will naturally reach the 'super ten thousand' level.

As for the more detailed division of combat power above 'super ten thousand', Shen Lian has not yet divided it, mainly because he has encountered too few Hedao Ancestors with corresponding combat power, so he can only make a general summary for the time being to make himself aware of it.

……

Following Shi Yun'an, Pei Tianlan came all the way to a towering giant tree. The tree was as curved as a blue dragon, with dry bark as thick as a mountain of firewood, exuding strong vitality.

He sniffed lightly with his nose, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Fellow Taoist, my sect's Zong Baoshu does not borrow monks from other sects to understand the rules of life."

Shi Yun'an didn't even turn his head when a faint voice rang out.

"Fellow Taoist, go get the spiritual pulp by yourself. Whether you can get it or not depends on your luck."

Under the towering giant trees on the side of the mountain, Shi Yun'an pointed to the arched tree hole as deep as a pylorus.

"Fellow Taoist should know that this spiritual tree has something to do with the Spiritual Wood Immortal Palace, so whether you can get the spiritual pulp depends on whether you are willing to part with the spiritual object. You can take out the spiritual crystals that you promised before."

After saying that, Shi Yun'an showed a hint of joy.

"Fellow Taoist, your sect still worships the spiritual tree from time to time?"

When Pei Tianlan looked around, he saw an altar outside the tree. The spiritual fruits and spiritual beasts on it were still very fresh. It was obvious that they had just worshiped recently.

"The spiritual tree protects the immortality of our sect's lineage, so naturally we have to worship it from time to time."

Shi Yun'an raised his eyes and changed his words, "Fellow Daoist Pei, the world is created within the spirit tree. Friend Daoist, please invite me."

Pei Tianlan nodded and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the tree hole.

Seeing Pei Tianlan disappear, Shi Yun'an, who had been calm just now, quickly ran outside the altar.

With a flash of inspiration, a colorful floral robe with feathers embellished on it was draped over his shoulders, and he jumped up outside the altar with his hands raised.

"The Tree Ancestor has a spirit, the Tree Ancestor has a spirit. This person has a great background and has a lot of treasures. Don't be polite, the Tree Ancestor. Ask for more."

"Did you hear that, Ancestor Tree? This person is not bad at spiritual crystals..."

"Giggle!"

Laughter like silver bells sounded from somewhere in the branches of the tree, and a girl in green clothes jumped down, her big and smart eyes blinked, and she laughed forward and back.

"Great Elder, I asked you why you asked people to prepare sacrifices. It turns out that you are trying to trick people. Tree Ancestor, did you hear that?"

"Muhe."

Seeing someone suddenly jumping out, Shi Yun'an blushed and put away his bird clothes.

The dignified elder of the sect was caught by a junior doing this, and his old face was a little embarrassed.

"You are not a master and don't know the sect's situation. If the ancestor of the tree gets a few more spiritual crystals from Fellow Daoist Pei, wouldn't we be able to provide less spiritual objects? Wouldn't it be better for you to cultivate the saved spiritual objects?"

The girl had bright eyes and white teeth like jade. She tilted her head and looked at the place where Pei Tianlan had just entered.

"Great Elder, did you say this person's name is Pei Tianlan?"

"Yes, Mu He, you should go back to practice quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble if you come out and let this person target you. You must be on guard against others."

A hint of cunning flashed in Mu He's eyes, but when he turned back to face Shi Yun'an, this hint of agility disappeared.

Seeing that the girl didn't take it seriously, Shi Yun'an said sternly, "I'm doing this for your own good. Your current level is still too low. If you are rashly taken to be a Taoist companion, you will be in trouble if you have bad intentions."

"Giggle, Pei Tianlan..."

"why are you laughing?"

Mu He snorted, "It's nothing. Great Elder, you are right. There are too many bad people outside. I'm going to practice."

Seeing the girl leave, Shi Yun'an breathed a sigh of relief. It was not that he was stubborn and refused to allow his disciples to form Taoist couples, but that Mu He's level was too low and he was still at the peak of divine transformation.

The good fortune on them is very strong. If the Taoist couple they form has any bad intentions, the gap in their realms is too big and they are likely to suffer misfortune.

……

three days later.

The location of the tree hole was full of vitality, and Pei Tianlan walked out of the tree hole with a somewhat unpleasant look on his face.

After seeing Pei Tianlan's face, Shi Yun'an's slightly worried face suddenly became happy.

It looks like it's done.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, I got the spiritual fluid."

"Elder Shi, your tree is so cruel. It demanded more than four thousand spiritual crystals from me and ate up all the rewards I received from the sect."

Hearing the sound, Shi Yun'an was ecstatic. In the past, Tree Ancestor only ate about 2,000 pieces of spiritual crystals. One year, he even only ate 1,000 pieces of spiritual crystals.

It’s worth noting that he danced and sang regardless of his body.

……

Inside the giant tree.

The vital mist is like a vast ocean, and in the center of the colorful aura is a tree stump formed by colorful tree rings.

At this moment, there were two little feet dangling side by side on the tree stump.

"Well done, you have one piece and I have one, and I have one piece and you have one."

Mu He swayed his feet and sat on the edge of the tree stump, separating the spiritual crystals piled in front of him.

However, there was a little difference when it was divided. When it was divided towards herself, it was two pieces, and the spiritual crystal that fell into the concave area in the center of the tree stump was one piece.

"One piece of you."

"One piece of mine."

Soon the 4,500 pieces of spiritual crystal were 'evenly' divided into 1,500 pieces and 3,000 pieces.

Mu He immediately took the three thousand yuan into his arms.

"You're not at a loss, Xiaoshu. You cheated him of such a big sum this time, and he appointed you to take revenge because of his petty attitude."

"I'm not dividing your spiritual crystals, I'm using your spiritual crystals to protect you. Believe it or not, next time he comes, he might even dig up the roots of your tree, and you'll have to spread the ashes."

"I will still need to protect you when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the spiritual crystals. You just need to hang out with me to keep you safe."

"I'm telling you, this guy only has a little bit of mind. You might be in his little book now."

As he said that, Mu He raised two fingers and made gestures in front of his eyes. Suddenly he thought of something again and burst into laughter.

……

"Dahei, mark it down for me."

Outside Fuguang Immortal Sect, a flying boat sailed across the sky.

'Pei Tianlan' who was sitting cross-legged on the spirit boat was a little unhappy. It was too dark, and a drop of Fuguang Spiritual Serum actually cost him 4,500 spirit crystals.

He has long known about obtaining Fuguang Spiritual Serum, and it has always been possible to exchange it for more than two thousand spiritual crystals.

When I got to him, the price doubled.

Does he look like a big dog?

This thing sounds ridiculous. When I threw two thousand spiritual crystals, I was in a dilemma. If I stopped investing, the first two thousand dollars would be wasted.

Just like that, he was trapped all of a sudden, and he threw in 4,500 pieces of spiritual crystals back and forth, only to get a drop of Fuguang Spiritual Serum.

He looked back at Fuguang Lingzong bitterly, "When I come back, they will all be mine."

The flying boat passed through the sea of ​​clouds, mountains and fog, causing ripples in space before disappearing.

When it appeared again, Feizhou had entered a large cave. Inside the cave, a 'Pei Tianlan' who was also wearing a green robe and a purple jade crown was sitting cross-legged.

'Pei Tianlan' jumped off the flying boat, his figure and face floated, turning into Shen Lian's appearance, and he casually threw out a sun and moon flag.

"Lao Mi, I have helped you become famous. From now on, your name will be resounding throughout the Juntian Realm."

Shen Lian went up and patted 'Pei Tianlan' on the shoulder. It was his real body that went to Fuguang Immortal Sect before, and of course he used the name of 'Pei Tianlan'.

"No wonder so many monks like to become famous. They feel really good when they blast others!"

"This group of people fell down before I even exerted much force. I really enjoyed the process of beating the little Taoist friends."

"The strength has been demonstrated and the name has been spread. Be careful next."

"Let's go. We have the Fuguang Spiritual Serum and all kinds of spiritual objects. It's time to prepare for the Small Rules Hedao Heavenly Tribulation."

Under the cover of night, a stream of light flew out of the territory of Fuguang Immortal Sect and disappeared into the vast world.

……

The sea of ​​fog is rolling, the soul is like a star, and the bright glow is looming in all directions.

The huge spiritual forbidden area is boundless at a glance, with no end or starting point in sight.

Among the clouds and mist, Shen Lian looked at the sea of ​​clouds and the spiritual forbidden area from afar.

This is a weak place for spiritual restrictions on the way to the Zhongjun Heaven Realm.

Breaking through the small realm three times in a row caused strange phenomena in the world. Now he did not dare to complain anymore. This time, the place where the saint and demon were arranged to cross the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation was placed in the Juntian Realm.

During his years of seclusion, Mixuzi collected enough elixirs to advance to the perfection of void refining. After the Holy Demon passed through the tribulation, Shen Lian was also planning to find a place in Xiajuntian to advance to the perfection of void refining.

Lower Juntian is the most filthy place in the Nine Realms of the Three Heavens. There are still living beings living in Middle Juntian, but a large area of ​​Lower Juntian has become a deserted land.

This time he chose such a remote and abandoned place, so he couldn't believe that he would meet someone who didn't have eyesight.

In the sea of ​​clouds, Shen Lian spotted the dim moment of the Spiritual Forbidden City, and swooped through it. When the Spiritual Forbidden City lit up again, there was no movement in the clouds.

Walking from the upper Juntian to the lower Juntian realm, just plunge straight down. Walking through the void star sea can be faster, but there is a possibility of encountering unstable space.

Shen Lian's luck was pretty good, and he had a smooth journey thanks to his control of the rules of space.

A few years later.

In a sea of ​​fog filled with turbid air, you can see the mountains rising in the distance, and between the mountains and fields there are patches of thick black water, as still as dead water.

This is not the Lower Juntian Realm, but the lower area of ​​the Middle Juntian Realm.

Many places in the fairy world are covered with mountains and hills from top to bottom, and the same is naturally true for Zhongjuntian.

The rich turbid air has overflowed through the star sea blockade, flooding many areas in the lower part of the Zhongjun world.

The spiritual energy in the turbid air is withered and there are not many living creatures, a scene of withering.

Ninety percent of the turbid air between heaven and earth is trapped here, ensuring the cultivation environment for Haotian and Cangtian realm monks.

In the mountains and fields, there are still ruins such as cities and mountain gates left in some places. It seems that a long time has passed and these ruins have also weathered and turned into powder at the slightest fluctuation.

Along the way, in addition to occasionally encountering some weird creatures in the turbid air, the normal immortal creatures only encountered a few waves sporadically, and the strongest ones were only transformed into gods.

Shen Lian didn't bother to look for it in the turbid air, but he encountered a loophole in the spiritual restriction that entered Xia Juntian.

In fact, the spiritual prison between the lower and middle heavens has become like an old fishing net, full of loopholes. Otherwise, the turbid air would not surge upwards and pour into the middle heaven.

Shen Lian also had some knowledge about Xia Juntian's turbid air realm before coming here.

In fact, Xiajuntian is not the lowest level of the fairy world. There is an even richer turbid air zone below Xiajuntian.

Rumor has it that the turbid air inside is so thick that it has condensed into lumps.

In addition, there are also some places with abundant spiritual energy in the realm of turbid air. It is also said in the Juntian realm that monks fell into the sea of ​​turbid air after accidentally being involved in a space rift in the void star sea, and then encountered the fairyland with sparkling spiritual light.

There is a reason for this situation. The establishment of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens Sea of ​​Stars ban has prevented the clear air from above from coming down and the turbid air from below from going up, which has affected the movement of the heaven and earth to a certain extent.

There are many places full of spiritual energy scattered in the fairy world. In the past, these places could wander between heaven and earth with the collision of pure and turbid air.

Now due to the ban, he can only fall into the turbid sea.

However, Shen Lian didn't care about the chance of falling. Whether he fell or not was none of his business. He knew his own luck. When he cried, he had to cover himself under the quilt, for fear that others would hear the joke.

The turbid air in the Xiajuntian Realm is really thick, so thick that if you stand still, you will turn into a clay sculpture in a moment.

"That's it."

On a land filled with thick dust, Shen Lian slowly fell down, and there was no need to look around. He walked around all around, and no one was breathing.

There was a flash of demonic energy on his body, and the Holy Demon jumped out.

"Break through well, I'll be waiting for you hundreds of millions of miles away."

After all, it was his clone. Thinking of the supreme will of the fairy world, Shen Lian couldn't help but say a few words of concern.

"Fellow Holy Demon Daoist, if something bad happens, you must not confess me. You must remember to be lenient if you confess, and be pierced by thunder. If you resist, be strict. I will celebrate the new year."

"You're fine, I'll protect you."

After finishing his earnest instructions, Shen Lian turned around and looked at the Holy Demon clone sitting cross-legged in the turbid air. He turned his head and quickly escaped into the distance.

If someone else survives the calamity, he can at most stay away from it for thousands of miles as a sign of respect for the order of the fairies, but this is his own clone after all, and respect can only be shown by starting hundreds of millions of miles away.

If something happens, you can take precautions in time.

There was no light from the sun and the moon in the turbid air. After ten years passed by the time hourglass in his hand, there was a thunder between the heaven and the earth.

"what……"

The monk in green robe and purple crown who was hiding deep in the turbid dust suddenly jumped up and ran away.

"Don't chop, don't chop, I was wrong, wrong, I will change..."

In the permeating turbid air, a ray of silver light traveled across hundreds of thousands of miles like a meteor, and suddenly stopped. After looking up and down, left and right, he subconsciously shrank his neck and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Scared me."

"I thought...what am I afraid of? It's not me being criticized."

Touching his head and combing his robe, Shen Lian turned around and returned calmly. He was a top-level Lianxu with a "super ten thousand" combat power. What did he have to be afraid of? Not to mention the thunder from heaven?

"Fellow Holy Demon Daoist, you must hold on. The natural disaster is not terrible. You would rather lose your soul than keep your mouth shut."

(End of this chapter)