Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 209 Talking about Shi Qing while holding a dragon in his body

In order to break through the restrictions of the Dragon Title Sect's token, Wu Meng had thought about it for a long time.

During his more than two years in the city, he even acquired similar tokens from many small sects and made some attempts.

Fortunately, his methods are quite rich, and the effects are even more mysterious.

For others, the formations and restrictions were almost unsolvable, but he actually had a way to circumvent them.

The answer is Mayfly Shadow.

This technique allows him to slip into the gap between truth and falsehood, reality and reality, without being attached to anything.

It's perfect for breaking through formations!

The only drawback is that the duration is too short, and when in the shadow state, movement is very restricted.

These two points are not a problem when faced with token bans.

However, the difficulty does not end there.

After crossing the restriction, a wisp of Wang Qingshan's original aura was attached to it. If he wanted to truly replace it, he had to find a way to 'copy' this wisp of original aura.

For this, it’s time for the ‘Hidden Immortal Seal’ to come into play.

In his early years, when he learned this method from the Hidden Immortal Picture, he thought it only had a concealing effect.

Until outside Sanmi Sect, when I breathed into the wordless tablet...

His true face should have appeared, but who would have thought that the face he had disguised would be revealed instead.

Wu Meng was surprised at that time.

Looking back and thinking about it carefully, unlike the Spiritual Toad Swallowing Technique, the only way to avoid being detected is to block the breath.

The concealing effect of the Hidden Immortal Seal obviously reaches down to the aura level.

It doesn't block it, but puts its own aura into a layer of 'camouflage'.

Once I discovered this, things fell into place.

Wu Meng first used the Mayfly Gap to break through the token's restrictions, and then replaced Wang Qingshan's wisp with the 'disguised' original aura.

This process is quite similar to the ‘demining’ in previous lives.

The moment his original aura settled and the formation restrictions were not touched, the replacement was successful!

After that, there is the test of interpersonal relationships.

But the operability is much greater.

……

This is the early summer of Xianlong Mountain.

The sun is shining brightly.

Of course, this brightness is not that brightness.

Looking up, I saw the sun breaking through the strange clouds, like a burning blazing eye, surrounded by layers.

The surrounding area is not blue sky, but a tunnel of clouds opened by strong light.

The infinite height of the 'corridor' is connected to the sun.

The lower part is closer to the earth, the wider it becomes. The middle section is full of mountains and mirages, which means it is worthy of the weather!

Wu Meng stood on the tip of the boat, riding the floating cloud shuttle.

He admired it for a few times and lowered his head.

If the Sky-Destroying Sword can be regarded as a wonder in the Three Continents, then the current section of the Cloud Tunnel is no less mysterious and unpredictable.

In the face of such a celestial phenomenon, even a Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone a foundation builder, is nothing more than an ignorant child.

I am afraid that only the fifth-level god-transformation monks are qualified to explore its secrets...

What is that infinite height?

Where is the shackles of heaven and earth here?

He shook his head and smiled to himself.

It was probably because I finally found an opportunity to 'calm down', and my mind gradually became more active, that I finally had the time to express those sighs and reveries.

When I think about it, I really feel that the road is long and difficult.

But along the way, there are also countless scenery waiting for him to appreciate and explore.

for the next three months.

Wu Meng followed the map and rode the teleportation array several times before finally arriving at the meeting point for the Wang Qingshan Sect's mission.

This place is called ‘Sanmeng Island’.

It is the junction area between Xianlong Mountain and the ‘Diemeng Realm’.

The top sect ‘Moweigong’ is in the ‘Butterfly Dream Realm’.

The strength of this sect ranks at the bottom of the five sects, but in terms of mystery and mystery, it is definitely ranked first.

Wu Meng wandered all the way and finally stopped in a giant city in the north of Sanmeng Island.

The city was shrouded in rays of light, known as the edge of a dream. Walking in it, it was so misty that you couldn't find your way using ordinary methods.

"Yakumo Mana seems to have come from Butterfly Dreamland?"

Wu Meng walked on the street with great interest.

There are many monks of one or two levels around, but most of them are mortals.

This surprised him.

Of course, looking back, he didn't waste any time.

Even before entering the city, he spent a lot of effort to find out the distribution of surrounding forces and the recent situation.

learn from mistakes.

He could still clearly remember the fear of being dominated by Master Ling, a monster from the fourth level, in Sanmi Sect back then.

Of course, when it comes to this, I have to mention something.

Different from when he first came out, especially after his fight with Wang Qingshan, he had a certain understanding of the strength of each realm.

Outside the Three Continents, the strength of monks can be roughly divided by sect level.

Disciples from the five top sects can be regarded as the best among people in any realm.

The next level up is the large sect.

In the subsequent series, including casual cultivators, the average strength varied between good and bad.

On this basis, the people on the Immortal Picture List are still a group standing at the top of the ivory tower.

The only difference from the Three Continents is that the outside world is too vast and unpredictable, and many people who are not above the Immortal Map are not necessarily weak.

If we simply use the fairy diagram to measure it, I'm afraid it will capsize in the gutter if we are not careful.

Having said that, under the premise of always being cautious, it is not a bad idea to make vague judgments.

If you use yourself as the standard to measure.

Among the monks at the beginning of the second level, Wu Meng estimated that his strength should be considered among the top batch.

By the mid-level of the second level, I think I can handle most situations.

And if you are facing the late stage of the second level, you should be cautious and have an escape plan at all times.

As for the third level, it is the golden elixir stage.

The concealment technique can still play some role, but this is based on the premise that the other party does not deliberately search.

Of course, if you meet a powerful monk, you don't rule out the possibility of being discovered.

In short, at this level, the strength gap has been widened to a very large extent. If they are really unfortunate enough to face each other, the risk will be extremely high.

As for the next step, even the fourth level...

It goes without saying how desperate and helpless Wu Meng was when facing Mr. Ling that day.

Based on the above series of judgments and combined with Wang Qingshan's memory, after several considerations, he decided to temporarily replace this identity.

After completing the sect's mission, return to Dragon Mountain.

He planned to spend ten or twenty years to wash away all traces of his past.

At that time, in addition to practicing, we will start to create a truly safe and secure identity.

These are all things for later.

After walking for about an hour, he finally arrived at the garrison point of the Xianlong Sect.

This is a mountain range with more than a dozen peaks, and its area is similar to that of Yunyao Sect.

Although he is very knowledgeable, there are actually not many disciples of the Dragon Sect, only about a hundred or so.     Among them, a small half are in charge of sect industries.

The rest were garrisons that rotated regularly.

Due to the no-fly formation, Wu Meng followed the pedestrians into it. When he passed through an archway, he saw a male and female monk standing on each side.

The two of them don't seem to be very old, and their auras are both at the same level.

Although he was a 'gatekeeper' conducting interrogations, his expression was rather arrogant.

After all, he was an 'imposter'. Wu Meng did not rush in, but stood not far away and observed.

At this time, there happened to be a caravan waiting in front of the door.

The male cultivator glanced at it, skillfully took out a middle-grade spirit stone with his palm, slapped it on a gilded array plate, and immediately pointed out several finger shadows.

A broken mountain range rose up in the center of the array, seemingly floating in the void, dotted east and west.

Wu Meng took a few glances.

This seems to be a station map?

Because it is on the edge of the butterfly dreamland and affected by it, the terrain presented in the picture is not coherent, but broken and illusory.

Soon, I heard a buzzing sound from the formation disk.

Several streaks of light golden light shot out, and seemed to be connected to the wrists of the caravan members like scarves and streamers.

The aura solidified immediately and turned into a bracelet in the form of a young dragon.

After finishing, the male cultivator raised his head and lowered his eyes, looking at the leader haughtily.

The leader was a monk in the late stage of the second level. He laughed "haha" when he saw this and skillfully handed over a storage bag.

"This is the temporary accommodation fee for one month in the city."

The male cultivator did not reach out to take it, but instead took off the middle-grade spiritual stone on the array plate.

Upon seeing this, the leader took out another medium-grade spirit stone: "Look at my sharp eyesight. I've already caused trouble to my little brother, so how dare I ask you to advance the spiritual stone for activating the formation disk?"

The male cultivator nodded slightly and took the things together.

"In one month, if the time limit is exceeded, come three days in advance to pay the temporary residence fee. I don't need to stress it anymore, right?"

"Know that you know."

He said no more, closed his eyes, and stood still again.

Wu Meng was amazed by this scene.

If you are not mistaken, that array disk is just a high-grade magic weapon, affecting the entire formation at the station.

The consumption is not that big, let alone the middle-grade spiritual stone, it can last for less than half an hour even with one's own spiritual power.

And the spirit stone that he took off was almost never consumed, so how could he pay for it in advance?

Is this the fairy world’s version of ‘eating and taking cards’?

Even the first-level disciples can be so tough. The influence of the top sect is really reflected in all aspects.

Wu Meng recalled Wang Qingshan's temperament and walked forward with a sullen face.

As soon as he got close, he saw the female cultivator taking the initiative to look at him.

Are the two of them taking turns collecting tips?

He was not upset at all and walked over.

Although the other party was of a different gender, his expression and movements were exactly the same as those of the male cultivator, and he just stared at him silently.

Wu Meng did not pay the spirit stone, but took out Wang Qingshan's token.

The token is about the size of a palm, medium narrow and wide at the head.

It is similar in color to the dragon-bearing token, but it lacks the domineering power.

Of course, if compared with the emblems of other sects, it would be clearly superior.

He was holding the token and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, the other party's expression changed, as if a kid saw the judge, and his arrogant expression completely faded away in an instant.

"Shang...Shangxian...just go in..."

Shangxian?

Wu Meng was startled in her heart, and her eyes flashed as she realized what she was doing.

The two people in front of him were not disciples of the Dragon Sect. Their status was roughly the same as that of Song Wanxing.

However, to be able to get such a fat job, I guess his elders have a certain influence in the sect, and he is not just an orphan.

Wanting to understand the cause and effect, he snorted coldly and stepped into the archway.

Just as he was about to move forward, he stopped again, turned around, and stared at the two of them with his sinister eyes.

"What is the mission of the Immortal..."

Wu Meng didn't speak for a while, but he saw the female cultivator blinking at her colleague opposite.

The guy reacted immediately, trotted forward quickly, and without hesitation handed over the middle-grade spiritual stone he had received earlier.

"You are sensible enough to take it back. This young master of Lingshi won't take it seriously."

"The young master is grand!"

"Yao Shiqing, where is Fairy Yao?"

"Yao Shangxian? Here..."

Soon, Wu Meng was walking up the winding mountain road holding the array plate given by the other party.

When passing the caravan, they saw its leader stopping the carriage and horses. A group of twenty or thirty people lowered their heads slightly and watched him leave with eyes mixed with awe.

……

Half an hour later, in a mansion.

Wu Meng met his temporary teammates for this mission.

This is an outstanding-looking, elegant female monk named Yao Shiqing, who is in the middle stage of foundation building.

This person is quite famous among the low-level monks of the Dragon-Tied Sect, and his background has naturally been revealed clearly.

Similar to Wang Qingshan who just joined the sect, behind Yao Shiqing is a powerful cultivating family, and the four monks in the family are in their prime.

He has a strong background and his own strength is not bad.

After he joined the sect, due to his cheerful personality, he established excellent interpersonal relationships. As soon as he completed his foundation building, he was spotted by an elder from the Four Passes and became his disciple.

Three years ago, Yao Shiqing went to Mowei Palace with her master to visit her immortal friends.

Her master had not yet left, so she returned to the sect first carrying the spiritual materials needed to suppress the Dragon Pillar.

Wang Qingshan's mission on this trip was to come to meet him.

"Junior Brother Wang, please sit down."

Yao Shiqing took him to an elegant room with unique landscaping and brewed a pot of fairy tea.

Immediately, he pushed the teacup in front of Wu Meng and said, neither salty nor cool: "I didn't expect that the person coming would be Senior Brother Wang."

Wu Meng just glanced at it and never picked up the teacup.

"This batch of spiritual materials is called Huan Lingchen. It is not a genius treasure, but it is controlled by Mowei Palace. Only Diemengland can produce it."

He drank the tea and said, neither salty nor bland: "Phantom spirit dust usually does not flow out, but it is an important material for refining the 'Mianyin Pill', and this pill...

Junior Brother Wang must be familiar with it. "

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became a little cold.

Wu Meng really knew this pill.

The Miyin Pill is the most commonly used elixir in the Dual Cultivation Method or the Furnace Cauldron Technique.

It can greatly enhance the tonic effect, and the nine cities that can be used are evil cultivators.

The evil cultivator is the most unscrupulous, and it is not surprising at all to rob the disciples of the Dragon Title Sect.

Just talking about the use of ghost dust, why the atmosphere will be affected.

Because in the gossips circulating in the outside world, Wang Qingshan was used as a furnace by a beautiful fairy, and he resorted to supplementary methods, and his realm fell to this point.

After talking about it to this point, Wu Meng naturally couldn't have no reaction.

His face turned cold, and he held the teacup firmly in his palm.

"There's no need to go round and round like that. I know what the sect means. I don't need senior sister to mention it again!"

"Well, it's good that Junior Brother Wang understands."

Yao Shiqing nodded: "I have my own way to send Huan Lingchen back to the sect safely, oh no..."

"The two of us were attacked by evil cultivators on the way, and Junior Brother Wang unfortunately died. Is this statement feasible?"

(End of this chapter)