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

Chapter 527: Dormant for Ten Thousand Years, My Avatars Are All Over the World (Part )

Lingmu Fairy Palace, Kunpeng Palace, Yuxu Fairyland, these are the super powers known to all cultivators in the entire fairy world, and it was these super powers that promoted the establishment of the Star Sea Ban.

Even before Shen Lian came to the fairy world, he had already heard of the great name of Lingmu Fairy Palace.

He turned Chenghui's memory upside down and sorted out everything related to the Hedao heavenly tribulation.

To be honest, Shen Lian still admired Cheng Hui. This cultivator only knew some rumors about the ban on the star sea from the casual chat of an elder in the Immortal Palace, and he saw an opportunity and actually took action.

After integrating Cheng Hui's memories, Shen Lian's understanding of the Star Sea ban was further deepened.

First, the ban on the star sea did hinder the advancement of Juntian Hedao practitioners.

Once the number of people who have achieved He Dao in Juntian Realm increases too much, it will inevitably attract the attention of cultivators who are building the Xinghai Forbidden Force.

Secondly, the ban on the star sea changed the environment of the fairy world, causing the Cangtian Realm to be filled with pure air and the Juntian Realm to have too much turbid air, which subtly affected the practice of the Juntian Realm cultivators.

Among the three days of the Star Sea ban, the one with the most concentrated pure air is Cangtian, while the one with the most suitable air for cultivators to practice is Haotian, where pure and turbid air converge.

Juntian has become the place for the turbid air of Cangtian and Haotian realms to be excreted, and it is the most unsuitable place for cultivation.

Of course, this is the most unsuitable relative to Haotian. Similar to the spiritual energy concentration required for the upgrade of the Small Thousand Worlds, the spiritual energy concentration of Haotian Realm is nine, while Juntian Realm may not even have three.

This kind of influence is not just a little bit, it directly restricts the Juntian realm to death.

In addition, the superpower's ban on the star sea not only changed the cultivation environment, but also completely blocked Juntian's path to Haotian.

The famous Juntian Pavilion in Juntian is, to put it bluntly, just a watchdog of Haotian Realm.

Another thing is that Shen Lian was very fortunate that he did not force his way through the Star Sea ban to reach the Haotian Realm.

In Cheng Hui's memory, in addition to the nine holy places of Hedao that guard the forbidden caves in Haotian territory, there are also patrol envoys dispatched by several major super powers. Their task is to patrol back and forth between the forbidden areas in the star sea.

After all, under the ban on the star sea, apart from the cultivators in the Cangtian Realm, all the cultivators in the Haotian Realm are beneficiaries.

As an overall interest group, when there is a possibility that the group’s interests may be in trouble, they will inevitably join forces to suppress the person who caused the problem.

Just like this time, the sudden appearance of two Taoist monks aroused Cheng Hui's suspicion, and he even took action, but the strange thing was that the patrols within the Xinghai restricted area did not show up.

Cheng Hui guessed that either the patrolling monks were negligent, or the long years of peace made these monks lose their vigilance and did not take the fact that Juntian had two more Hedao monks seriously.

Shen Lian also tended to believe that it was Chenghui.

Even if there are two more Hedao, there are only four Hedao cultivators in Juntian Realm. Compared with Haotian Realm, they are not worth mentioning at all. Any random cultivator with great rule Tao foundation who comes down may wipe out all the Hedao cultivators in Juntian Realm.

From this we can see that it is really not advisable to have too many Hedao cultivators in Juntianming.

……

Shen Lian felt that this deal of killing him into ashes was totally worth it.

There are nine sacred caves and heavens guarding the Xinghai Sea, as well as patrol envoys from the three super powers. The appearance of Deshan and Tianshui this time did not attract much attention, but we can't treat all these patrols as dead.

Next, you still have to get promoted quietly.

His biggest advantage right now is that the Haotian Realm cultivators have not noticed him.

The gains from killing Cheng Xue were not small either. He was indeed an elder cultivator of Lingmu Immortal Palace, and his worth far exceeded that of the Taoist cultivator who was killed before.

A broken Seven-Star Magical Treasure.

A black rice crystal cloud cloak.

A pool of colorful sky spring.

There are more than sixty seventh-level spiritual medicines.

The various kinds of divine gold from ores weigh more than 700,000 kilograms in total.

A Taoist seed with broken five elements attributes.

There are more than 300 volumes of various jade slips and bone books, including many secret techniques and notes.

After taking the Seven Star Lamp and the Seven-Colored Heavenly Abyss Spring into his palm and examining them carefully, Shen Lian suddenly had an idea in his mind.

The Big Dipper Lamp in Cheng Hui's hand is a replica of an eighth-rank spiritual treasure of a Mahayana ancestor of Lingmu Fairy Palace, and has the functions of tracking and positioning.

Obviously, this cultivator spent a huge amount of money in order to pursue Mixuzi.

As far as he could remember, he had bought this imitation at a high price before he came down from Haotian.

The Seven-Colored Sky Abyss Spring is a spiritual object unique to the Spirit Clan. It can protect the soul and allow a cultivator to escape with a trace of his remaining soul when he is on the verge of death.

If it weren't for the Three Burials' Chaotic Soul, whose shattered memories of a million years would have shattered his consciousness, this cultivator would have probably run away long ago.

"Twelfth floor, Immortal Palace elder..."

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Shen Lian took out the ash-like blood and energy ball that he had gathered before, and began to extract the remaining unconscious spiritual power from it.

……

Thirty years later.

Juntian Realm, Piaomiao Sea, and the land of the spiritual tribe.

A fine crack appeared in the void, and a colorful blood soul rushed out from the crack like lightning and crashed into an island deep in the ocean.

There are millions of such islands in the Piaomiao Sea, and they are completely inconspicuous. There is a city built by the elves on the island.

The spiritual monks on the island all saw this ball of colorful blood soul streaking across the sky like lightning.

For the spiritual monks, their talents are determined by the colors in their eyes. The seven-colored light is equivalent to the top spiritual roots of the human race.

For a moment, the spiritual monks chased after the seven-colored blood soul, but after searching for a while, the seven-colored blood soul seemed to have disappeared.

However, the matter did not end there. The news quickly spread in all directions, attracting more spiritual monks to spy on it.

But these people searched for a long time and found nothing for several years.

However, the news that there was a remnant soul of a cultivator from the Seven-Colored Spirit Clan had spread here.

……

Somewhere on the island.

A monk from the spiritual race dressed in colorful feathered robes, his eyes shone with colorful light, his aura fluctuated violently, and it seemed as if a huge wave was set off in his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, above the island, there was a faint surge of lightning and a faint aura of calamity flashed by, attracting the attention of many spiritual monks.

"Ahem... I feel like if I follow you, sooner or later I'll be enslaved by you and turned into ashes."

Mu He's pale body swayed. Her injuries had not yet healed, but she was pulled out by Shen Lian to work.

"This means that there is no thunder tribulation, only a little bit of tribulation energy is released."

Shen Lian took out an elixir and stuffed it into Mu He's mouth, then he waved his hand and collected the body of the demon cultivator who had just triggered the thunder tribulation.

In order to create the scene of calamity energy being born and destroyed, he even took out a demon cultivator who had reached the perfection of the Void Refining Realm as an initiator.

And when the heavenly calamity is about to appear, this evil cultivator will be strangled to death.

The investment in this play is quite big.

"You have to act completely, otherwise how can you hide it from others?"

Mu He tilted his head and refused to listen, chewing the elixir fiercely, as if he was chewing Shen Lian.

"It's done!"

At this moment, Shen Lian looked towards the hidden cave below.

Inside the cave, the spiritual cultivator Yi Nao had already killed the remaining soul of a spiritual predecessor who wanted to possess his body, and almost caused the body-possession calamity.

……

The original plot designed by Shen Lian was that Cheng Hui found a spiritual monk on the verge of death and inherited his mantle.

But then I thought, it’s just the habit of this bastard Cheng Hui, and I still want to inherit his legacy?
It will only forcibly occupy the magpie's nest.

A cultivator at the twelfth level of the Lingmu Immortal Palace died in the Juntian Realm. It is impossible that there would be no movement at all in the Lingmu Immortal Palace.

The remaining soul, escaped, occupied the magpie's nest, and was killed.

There are eyewitnesses, there are hearsay, there are real scenes, and there are perfect compiled memories.

Waiting for the cultivators who might come down from Lingmu Immortal Palace.

As for Yi Nao of the spiritual race, he was one of the clones given to him by Mu He.

"I hope I can gain something, so that my huge investment will be worthwhile."

He put his arm around Mu He's shoulders, and the two of them disappeared in the clouds.

In fact, this matter does not require thirty years of preparation. It is mainly for Shen Lian to deal with possible unexpected situations.

A great deal of time was spent hiding the existence of the innate purple light in Yi Nian's soul, and some memory scenes were also compiled to deal with possible soul searches.

However, if Yi Nian can advance to the He Dao level, searching his soul will not be so easy.

Yi Nian is also a member of the spiritual race with colorful eyes. Because he was born in Juntian, there is a huge gap between him and Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui had to endure sixty-nine days of tribulation, while Yi Na's potential was only enough to endure thirty-nine days of tribulation.

Yi Nian was the ancestor of a spiritual tribe in Piaomiao Sea. He majored in the rules of water. Currently, Shen Lian only has one small rule-based spiritual object with earth attribute.

But this is not a problem. Just let Yi Na switch to cultivating earth attribute.

The reason why he didn't use the Dayan Covering the Sky secret technique was mainly because the shortcomings of this technique were too obvious. Shen Lian still had great expectations for Yi Nian's clone, and maybe he could take this opportunity to enter the Immortal Palace.

Soon, Yi Ana also left the island and returned to his former tribe and hid quietly.

He even set up a shrine and respectfully invited Cheng Hui to it, unilaterally worshipping him as his master.

As a monk who inherited Chenghui's mantle, it is normal to find a spiritual item that can protect people from disasters from Chenghui.

It is very easy to overcome the tribulation with a spiritual object that can protect you. I think the cultivators of Lingmu Immortal Palace should understand this.

……

Qianqiu Mountain.

Taoist Qianqiu is sleeping.

Outside the cave, a bronze pillar like a huabiao flew in and stood inside the cave.

At this moment, the pillar lit up with light, revealing an old man with a tall crown and long beard.

"Qianqiu, how is the investigation into Chenghui going?"

Qianqiu was awakened, his eyes were dazed, "Into ashes, what into ashes?"

Then, his eyes suddenly widened, "Elder Wu, I will check again and again, and I will find it soon."

It suddenly remembered that it had died and turned into ashes before falling asleep.

The old beast has turned to ashes and is dead!
Hahaha……

Then, I drank some wine and thought about taking a nap first.

Seeing the old man appear again, Qianqiu realized that maybe, probably, it slept a little too long.

However, the old beast Chenghui is dead, and he sleeps so soundly.

"Humph!"

Wu Jing snorted coldly. He knew without thinking that this little fox was being lazy again.

"It seems that you are indeed not suitable to be the master of the Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm."

"Forgive me, Elder. I had a deep relationship with Daoist Fellow Cheng Hui, and I never expected that Daoist Fellow would die. I was so sad that I couldn't control myself, so I got drunk and accidentally fell asleep."

Qianqiu lowered his head and said, "Elder, please give me another chance, so that I can find out who killed Daoist Fellow Chenghui, and then deprive me of my position as Palace Master."

Wu Jing looked at Qianqiu, who lowered his head and looked pleasing to the eye, and finally nodded.

"I am a cultivator of the twelfth floor of the Immortal Palace. I died unexpectedly in Juntian. If this gets out, how will others view my Immortal Palace?

As the Palace Master of Juntian Realm, you are supposed to investigate Juntian. If you fail in your duty again, I will not be able to protect you."

"Yes."

The little fox shuddered.

After sensing the shadow on the stele in front of it dissipating, it suddenly jumped up, and its four hooves slammed into the soft fur below.

"ah……"

"Oh, oh... you old beast, you deserve this day. Die, die. Let me find the murderer, and I'll find your grandmother's leg."

"Cheng Hui is dead, I'm just going to die."

The little fox kept rolling around, making some noises.

"Is that you, Fellow Daoist Xianluo?"

"Xian Luo, Xian Luo!"

Afterwards, jars of fine wine flew out from the portable space. The little fox opened his mouth and sucked the wine in the jars into his mouth with a whoosh.

The Immortal Palace has lost a twelfth-level cultivator in Juntian, so it is impossible not to investigate. If it cannot find the truth, there will definitely be other cultivators coming down to investigate.

After getting drunk again, the little fox's eyelids kept fighting with each other.

“No matter who killed the old beast, I will help out.

The old guys are all mean-spirited, and when they are not good enough, they just want to take advantage of others.”

As for how to help the place, it’s simple, just don’t investigate and wait to be stripped of your status as Palace Master.

It is estimated that it won’t be long before the Immortal Palace will send other cultivators. With these few decades of buffer, I think Fellow Daoist Xianluo will be able to hide.

At this moment, Qianqiu, whose eyelids were closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"No, you can't sleep here. Go out and find a place to sleep."

After she finished speaking, Qianqiu rushed out of the cave, and gave some instructions to the elders under her, and then she went out to look for clues.

……

This day, outside Juntian City.

Mi Xuzi transformed into Pei Tianlan again and returned exhausted.

After entering Juntian Pavilion, the elders and disciples in the pavilion were immediately shocked. After all, "Senior Brother Pei" had disappeared for too long.

The last time his reputation spread was when he single-handedly fought off dozens of cultivators who had reached the Great Perfection of the Refining Void Stage in the Fuguang Immortal Sect and snatched the Fuguang Spiritual Juice.

But since then, there has been no movement at all.

As soon as Pei Tianlan returned to the sect, he was called by the great elder, who asked him in detail about his experiences during this period. Pei Tianlan easily evaded the questions.

The moment Mi Xuzi became Pei Tianlan, Shen Lian became Mi Xuzi.

From Yunxiao to the fairyland, there is no fellow Taoist named Shen Lian.

It was all done by the descendants of fairies. It has nothing to do with me, Shen.

Decades passed, and Lingmu Fairy Palace did not come to look for Yi Nian, which surprised Shen Lian.

After all, with the strength of Lingmu Immortal Palace, it would only take a few clicks to investigate something in Juntian Realm.

The fact that there had been no movement was actually beneficial to him.

Yi Nian has changed the rules of practice during this period of time and can now trigger the heavenly calamity of He Dao.

In a remote corner of the Piaomiao Sea.

The terrifying calamity clouds dissipated little by little, and a ray of earth-yellow spiritual essence fell from the sky and landed in the depths of the surging water.

In the large crack under the water, after Yi Anaconda absorbed the earth-attributed spiritual essence, his aura rapidly increased.

Farther away in the water, Shen Lian quietly watched as he successfully transcended the tribulation and quietly left.

Yi Nian's advancement to the He Dao realm, combined with his previous arrangements, was enough to deal with the investigations of the cultivators sent by the Lingmu Immortal Palace.

...More than forty years later.

Outside Juntian Cave.

There was a violent storm and the air was filled with foul air.

From the black hole that cracked open on the seal of the star sea, clear and turbid air continuously rolled out. When the two different energies collided, terrifying energy would explode.

In the strong wind, a golden sword lotus swayed.

At this moment, a green spiritual tree fell from the black hole in the strong wind, and then grew wildly and rapidly, freezing the swaying void in all directions.

In the swaying golden sword lotus, the Master of Juntian Pavilion suddenly stood up and looked towards the spiritual tree.

A moment later, a skinny figure slid down from the huge roots of the spiritual tree. There were colorful halos intertwined on his body, and the rules of gold and wood attributes turned into two dazzling spiritual flowers.

"Twelfth floor!"

Suddenly, the Master of Juntian Pavilion was shocked.

It has been a long time since a monk from the twelfth floor of Haotian Realm descended to the mortal world.

After the skinny figure fell, the pupils of a pair of eyes slowly turned, and the Master of Juntian Pavilion came into view.

"I've met Taoist friends."

The master of Juntian Pavilion bowed with a sword.

"Ah."

Jin Zhuo nodded indifferently.

"It turns out to be the fellow Taoist from Juntian Pavilion who is in charge of this place. I am Jin Zhuo, and I have come here to take over as the master of the Lingmu Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm."

The Master of Juntian Pavilion reacted quickly.

Lingmu Immortal Palace divides the Three Realms and Nine Heavens into more than a dozen areas, and there are cultivators in charge of each area.

In the regional planning of Lingmu Fairy Palace, although Juntian Realm is the largest area, it is the least profitable and the least popular.

As a result, the Juntian Realm area is just a part of the Lower Haotian Realm branch.

This is also the reason why the masters of Lingmu Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm in all generations were Taoist monks, and no one was willing to come.

Because of this, Pavilion Master Juntian couldn't help but think in his heart, could it be that something had happened that caused the Lingmu Immortal Palace to send a cultivator of the twelfth floor realm to take charge?

The most famous thing in Juntian Territory is the addition of two small rule-breaking monks.

Before the Master of Juntian Pavilion could speak again, he saw the cultivator in front of him turn into a ray of golden light and disappear at the location of the turbid air hole.

The Juntian Pavilion Master's expression changed, then he recovered and sat on the sword lotus.

……

Qianqiu Mountain.

In the largest and most majestic hall, Taoist Qianqiu came back exhausted from the outside. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Jin Zhuo sitting in the main seat.

This is the place for discussing things, but since Qianqiu became the Palace Master, he has almost always been sleeping and has only been to this hall a few times.

"Fellow Daoist Qianqiu, I am here to take over your position under the order of Elder Wu. You don't need to interfere with what happens next."

After seeing Qianqiu coming, Jin Zhuo said calmly, "Pass on my order, collect all the information collected from all regions of Juntian Territory, and anyone who conceals it will be killed."

Seeing that Jin Zhuo didn't even look at him anymore, Qian Qiu turned around and left, "A Level 2 12th Floor Realm, what's so great about that?"

All the way back to his dormitory, Qianqiu lay on the soft leather mattress and squinted his eyes.

"Let's get some sleep first. There's no rush to go back."

It has a clear understanding of its own positioning and does not need to do anything. As long as it remains the same as before, there will be no problems.

I'll be sleeping anyway when I go back, so why not sleep here a little longer?

Jin Zhuo's spiritual sense swept across Qianqiu Mountain and sensed Qianqiu who was soundly sleeping. His expression did not change.

He also knew this little fox. If it really wanted to make trouble for him, he would have no way to deal with it. So just sleeping like this was just as the rumors said.

With the addition of a powerful palace master, the operation of Lingmu Immortal Palace naturally became faster.

When the little fox was in power, everyone lived a happy life, but now everyone has become fearful.

Soon, Jin Zhuo separated the fact that the seven-colored blood soul had appeared in the Piaomiao Sea from countless pieces of information.

A few years later.

Misty sea.

Yi Nian's cave is already quite large, and the arrangement of the ashes is even more exquisite. There are also three animals offered as sacrifices on top, and the fragrance is faint.

On this day, Yi Nian was practicing the state of sedimentation.

Suddenly, a vast aura of oppression descended upon him, waking him up from his cultivation. In an instant he felt himself being imprisoned, and fear appeared in his eyes.

"senior……"

Then, Yi Nian exclaimed, "Junior is the disciple of Master Cheng Hui."

The pressure did not dissipate, but the stone walls separating the rooms in the cave suddenly turned into powder, revealing the place where the ashes were enshrined.

"Are you a disciple of Chenghui?"

A cold laugh sounded in the cave.

"Yes Yes."

"Senior, please understand. Senior Chenghui was severely injured. Before he died, he was unwilling to give up his cultivation, so he passed on his legacy."

Yi Nian opened his mouth hurriedly, but was met with a burst of sneers in response.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Yi Nian felt as if a tidal wave was overwhelming his sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul seemed to be cut by countless knives. He almost fainted.

……

After a stick of incense.

Yi Ana rolled around in pain in the cave.

Jin Zhuo's figure appeared, took a look at Cheng Hui's ranking, and sneered.

Turned to ashes, turned to ashes, you finally got your day. You have capsized in the gutter and been controlled by a junior.

According to the information he had obtained, when the Blood Soul Turned into Ashes appeared, many cultivators sensed the emergence of calamity energy.

This means that Cheng Hui most likely wanted to possess another body, but he didn't expect to be killed in the blink of an eye, so he didn't trigger the heavenly tribulation of possessing another body.

These spiritual people in front of him were also scheming people. They actually put Cheng Hui in the position of master, trying to deceive him with this.

Unfortunately, these little skills are still too immature in front of him.

"Senior, you are wise. I am only protecting myself. I have no intention of harming you."

As he spoke, Yi Yan took out a magic storage treasure and handed it to Jin Zhuo with trembling hands.

"Senior, the things are all here. I only took an earth-attributed spiritual object to protect against disasters. I didn't dare to touch a single spiritual crystal."

"I am willing to serve you, senior..."

Jin Zhuo immersed his mind in it and saw that there were more than a dozen seventh-level spiritual medicines, spiritual crystals piled up like a small mountain, two broken spiritual treasures, and more than three hundred volumes of secret techniques and notes.

"I really didn't dare to touch a single spiritual crystal."

After checking the storage magic treasure, Jin Zhuo put it away and then looked at Yi Nian who was lying on the ground.

"You are so lucky that you have achieved a breakthrough to the Hedao realm through this."

It is just an earth-attributed spiritual object that can protect people from disasters. It is very precious in the Juntian Realm, but it is nothing in the Haotian Realm.

He had just looked through the memories of this cultivator and already knew the whole cause and effect of the incident. Cheng Hui tried to chase after the descendants of Xianluo but failed, and after being seriously injured, he wanted to take over the cultivator's nest, but was killed instead.

A dignified cultivator of the fourth turn and twelfth realm actually died at the hands of a junior who was still in the Void Refinement Realm, and instead helped the junior to fulfill his opportunity.

If he had not turned into ashes, given the environment of Juntian Realm, this young man in front of him would never have the opportunity to achieve the state of harmony with the Dao in his entire life.

"I am willing to serve you, senior."

Yi Yan struggled to stand up and bowed down.

"You are quite clever. Cheng Hui is a cultivator from my Immortal Palace after all. You killed him and used this opportunity to break through to the Dao."

Jin Zhuo's eyes turned. When he searched the soul just now, he found the panic in this cultivator's heart, so much so that after breaking through to the Dao, he did not dare to publicize it.

This is a good handle.

"Just follow me from now on."

"Yes, yes." Yi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"May I ask your honorable title, sir?"

"I am Jin Zhuo, the new Palace Master of Lingmu Palace in Juntian Realm."

……

"It's done."

In the void sea of ​​stars, Shen Lian, who was hurrying on his way, suddenly saw his eyes light up.

It was worth the huge price he paid. Except for the Seven-Colored Tianyuan Spring and some seventh-level spiritual medicines and spiritual crystals, he returned all the other spoils in Chenghui's hands.

A living Hedao fighter is indeed more valuable than a dead one.

As for Cheng Hui, he was dead, and most of the spoils on his body fell into Jin Zhuo's hands. Could it be possible that Jin Zhuo could report them without missing a single detail?

The memories that Jin Zhuo retrieved from the sea of ​​divine consciousness that Yi Nian released were all received by Shen Lian.

Just as he expected, Lingmu Immortal Palace did not send out any twelfth-floor cultivators above the fifth level. The three-turn soul path rules were combined with the three-turn reincarnation rules. It was a simple matter to change some minor memories, and there was no trace of change at all.

Lingmu Fairy Palace is the most well-informed, and following the Palace Master of the Fairy Palace allows him to obtain first-hand information.

Yi Nian followed Jin Zhuo back to Qianqiu Mountain, a place that was renamed after the little fox. Jin Zhuo didn't care about the name.

After returning to Qianqiu Mountain, Jin Zhuo woke up the little fox again and asked in detail about Cheng Hui's actions in Juntian.

After all, a dignified cultivator of the fourth level and twelfth floor realm went down to Juntian and never returned, and then died here. It would be strange if nothing happened.

The fact that Cheng Hui was chasing after the descendants of Xianluo was not a very secretive thing.

After all, many cultivators were hunting down the descendants of Guxianluo in the turbid world. Although the matter was over, Chenghui did not go back. He was still wandering around in Juntian and used the Big Dipper Lamp.

Jin Zhuo quickly got the news from the little fox, and verified it with the memories he had plundered from Yi Nian.

It was finally confirmed that Cheng Hui was the remnant soul that escaped after being hit by Xian Luo.

In the remnant soul state, he can't even defeat a cultivator who has reached the perfect state of refining emptiness. This shows how terrifying the Xianluo monk is.

In the main hall, Jin Zhuogao sat on the main seat. The elders below him were all terrified and lowered their heads, not daring to say much.

"Go down."

The Palace Master of Lingmu Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm has always been a Taoist cultivator. How could he, a twelfth-floor cultivator of the second level, leave such a good environment for cultivation and run down here to suffer?

Monk Xianluo was actually the reason why he came down.

Of course, his strength is not even as strong as ash, so it is impossible for him to plan for himself, but for Tianshi Daozun.

Taoist Tianshi is a peak monk on the twelfth floor of the twelfth level of the realm. He controls the branches and messengers of the Lingmu Immortal Palace in all areas of the Lower Haotian Realm and the Upper Juntian Realm.

However, the Immortal Palace divides the regions not according to the size of the territory, but according to the level of cultivation in the area.

Lower Haotian and Upper Juntian are combined into one branch, while within the territory of Middle Haotian, there are several branches of Lingmu Fairy Palace.

Any branch you pick out is more powerful than the one where Jin Zhuo is.

Cheng Hui had no idea that he had already violated Tianshi Daozun's taboo by not going back for such a long time. Who could not see what he was thinking?

However, Jin Zhuo was also afraid of the Xianluo monk who could be turned into ashes to death. He could only collect relevant information, report it, and obey the orders of Tianshi Daozun.

……

A sea of ​​empty stars.

Shen Lian moved quickly, like a traveling merchant, silently catching those who were greedy for his body into his trap.

Now, his vision is no longer limited to the Void Star Sea. All major areas of Juntian Realm, even the Turbid Air Realm of Lower Juntian, are within his fishing range.

The days passed by little by little.

Every time Shen Lian gathered enough substitutes for the calamity, he would choose a suitable place in Zhongjuntian and push one of his clones to trigger the heavenly calamity of Hedao.

The places chosen by the clone's heavenly tribulation are all uninhabited places, and the small rules and the harmony of the Tao are unable to touch the strings of the rules at all, so it has been peaceful over the years.

The clones after transcending the tribulation also hid themselves very secretly, each one pretending to be an ordinary cultivator.

Thousands of years later, in the Tianxiang Holy Sect, Deshan gradually showed boredom of not being able to continue practicing, and his heart became increasingly depressed.

Seeing this, the little crocodile, the chess piece that had been communicating with Deok-sun for a long time, finally revealed its true colors.

He began to encourage Deshan to create the Dao fetus, and taught him a method called 'Void Spiritual Transformation Method'.

Before, Shen Lian suspected that this little crocodile was collecting the blood and soul auras of cultivators from all sides in order to hide himself from him.

I didn't expect it was for creating a Taoist fetus.

This method gathers the energy of all spirits into one. To put it simply, it is to integrate the strengths of hundreds of schools into one.

Why would a spirit of an artifact want to create a Taoist fetus? Could it be that it wants to be reincarnated?

As expected, the fellow Taoists in the fairy world are all tough guys.

If Shen Lian hadn't known in advance what the little crocodile was going to do, he might have actually thought that the little crocodile was giving advice sincerely.

However, collecting the aura of cultivators from all sides, in addition to creating a Taoist fetus, can also be used as a lure to confuse others.

Since this was the case, Shen Lian did not let Deshan expose it.

Deshan had no reason to expose it. By creating a Taoist fetus, it would be possible to break the shackles of the small rules of the Tao and reincarnate back to become a cultivator of the big rules of the Tao.

This kind of fate not only cannot be doubted, but also requires extreme enthusiasm.

As for the clone, it also needs to have some career. Maybe one day in the future, it can help the original body.

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In Zhongjuntian, within the vast turbid air, the breath of heavenly calamity dissipated.

A strange snake with dragon horns growing on its head opened its mouth and sucked the wood-attributed spiritual essence from the sky into its stomach. Then its body lit up with dazzling green light, and the wood-attributed rules evolved into a green field.

"The clone Prisoner Snake, born in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cemetery, ranked seventeenth."

Looking at the figure after successfully passing the tribulation, Shen Lian's figure flashed and disappeared into the vast sky and earth.

Every time it appears, a heavenly calamity will be triggered.

"The clone Nuo Mo, born in the Evil Cloud Valley, ranked nineteenth."

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"The clone Yang Tianji, born in Xianyang Xianzong, ranked 21st."

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"The clone Ling Yunxi was born in the Shenmu Immortal Sect..."

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Just like this, busy and bustling, thousands of years passed by in the blink of an eye.

Shen Lian was also very fulfilled, and placed his clones in various places in the upper, middle and lower Juntian.

(End of this chapter)