Chapter 139 Organizing, Fengcheng

That kind of training is too difficult. If you only enter the Qi Refining realm, you will have to be an unparalleled genius to be invincible.

Many monks with average talents, even in the foundation building stage, find it extremely difficult to obtain entry qualifications.

With the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, entering that strange spiritual world, many people were beaten to death by low-level monks.

This can also be called the starting point of the road to genius.

If you just stay in your own sect, the information will be too closed, and it will be difficult to see real geniuses.

In that ancient secret realm, you can attack people at will, all of whom are of the same level of cultivation, which is of great benefit to the monks' training.

And as long as you obtain the qualification to enter, you can use your own spirit to get in touch with that space anytime and anywhere and enter it.

The jade slip handed to Luo Yan by Hall Master You mentioned that using that space, real-time communication could also be carried out.

Many disciples of the sect will use this simple method to convey news when traveling abroad.

Extremely convenient.

But the threshold is slightly higher.

Generally, most disciples only have the opportunity to defeat their peers and gain entry qualifications after reaching the foundation building stage and mastering a magical power.

Those who can enter it during the Qi Refining Period are all genius-level beings from each sect.

Even if he fights against various senior figures, he will not be at a disadvantage.

After all, it was a battle of the same level, and the realm advantage of the older characters was wiped out.

"Is it an ancient alien space?" Luo Yan murmured after reading the message in the jade slip.

"It's not enough. The strength must at least reach the level of invincibility at the same level."

The meaning of Hall Master You is very clear. He believes that Luo Yan will have the opportunity to compete for the qualification to enter the secret space during the Qi refining period.

The thunder pool is so important for the purification of the soul. Today, more than 70% of the first-level Nascent Soul monks have used the thunder pool to refine their souls.

One can imagine how critical the thunder pool is to subsequent practice.

This thing is no longer a matter of choice. As long as there are conditions, we must fight for it.

It has become something that must be fought for on the road, and the earlier it is refined, the greater the benefit to the soul!

If you have not entered the Thunder Pond, you must go to the ancient secret realm.

They connect the north and south of the world and encompass the entire five regions.

Almost all high-level monks are among them.

Whether you are sending messages or gathering old friends, it is very convenient.

Some seniors will even publicly preach and teach the Dharma inside, and anyone who is predestined can go and listen.

This is a true senior, equivalent to the level of god transformation, and the Tao he speaks already coincides with the principles of heaven and earth.

As long as you listen to some of their evolution of rules and scriptures, all kinds of artistic conceptions will be improved by analogy.

After all, this is a large platform in the five realms, with many talented people, ancestors of various sects, and supreme elders might be in it.

Those with lower cultivation levels who dare to talk nonsense will be ridiculed by everyone.

After reading the news in the jade slip, he took out the new black token.

On the front is the palace building of the Five Elements Temple, and on the back is a mini sword engraved with the name of a crane.

This is the code name he named himself.

Immersing his mind in it, Luo Yan learned that he had already accepted a support mission.

The mission recorded in detail the origin of this strange incident, the location where it occurred, and how to contact the Jade-faced Inspector who applied for assistance.

Finally, the black robes and iron masks were distributed.

This mask seems to be made of iron, but in fact it is not at all.

This is a very special material, like running water and gel-like in shape.

The pattern can be changed arbitrarily according to the user's wishes.

Combined with the black Taoist robe, it can not only shield all the breath and true appearance of the person wearing it, but also empower the spirit gathering array and the technique of lightening one's body.      is a very good combination secret treasure.

Luo Yan painted the mask into a crane pattern and put it on his face.

It was very loose at first, and then the mask shrank automatically, and a crane face took shape.

Then it sticks to the face, as thin as a cicada.

No matter how large the vibration is, it will not have the slightest impact.

If you don't need it anymore, you can just take it off as soon as you think about it.

After doing this, Luo Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the tasks on the stone mirror, his eyes slightly focused, and he fell into deep thought.

Seven days later.

There is a small town in the wilderness more than 60,000 miles away from the sect. The population here is not large, with only a few hundred thousand mortals.

The name of the small town is Fengcheng. There are often middle-aged men wearing animal skins in and out of the city, carrying prey that is taller than themselves.

From time to time, a few words in the dialect unique to the wilderness tribe would pop up, attracting some sideways glances from the people around him.

The layout of Fengcheng's inner and outer cities is no different from other places.

The outer city is where mortals live and is very prosperous. The inner city is actually a mountain.

Looking from top to bottom, the long outer city circles around the inner city.

It’s just that there will be relatively few sky lofts here.

At this time, halfway up the mountainside in the inner city, various shops seemed a little deserted, and many monks came to the square to complain.

"I heard that the guy who stole the fire phosphate rock this time is not a human, but a big demon! He ran away from the Nanling Beast Mountain." Someone was discussing in a low voice, with a panicked look on his face.

So much fire phosphate ore was lost overnight. The news could not be concealed, and it had already spread widely.

He thought that unless there was a big demon who took action from a distance, there would be no way that even a trace could be found.

"Have you seen any big monster eating fire phosphate rock?" Another older monk retorted.

This is an older man wearing a worn-out robe. His temples are starting to turn white. He has obviously lived for a long time.

Judging from his experience, it is far from as simple as imagined.

But as people grow older, he just made a small rebuttal. In such a crowded place, there was no in-depth discussion.

"Today, no less than three waves of monks came to search my cave. It feels like the entire Fengcheng is about to be completely turned upside down by them."

"I don't know how long the inner city will be closed. I haven't finished my contribution task this year yet."

There are also outer disciples who pass by this place by chance and plan to stay temporarily and sigh here.

But now the inner city's protective formation is wide open, and a transparent light curtain descends from the sky, peaceful and sacred, covering the inner city inside.

He couldn't even fly a fly out, let alone find a chance to leave the city.

"Wait a minute, it's still early. Unless we find those lost fire phosphate mines, the monks under our Foundation Establishment Stage will not stop searching."

"Even if we turn the inner city upside down and check the storage bags one by one, we will still find a way to find those fire phosphate rocks."

"Otherwise, if there are inspectors watching from above, none of the dozen or so foundation-building monks in the city will be able to escape, and all of them will have to take off their pants."

"According to past experience, they will provide a detailed solution within March at most."

There was an old man who had experienced similar incidents. His eyes moved slightly, as if he had thought of something, and his face looked a little ugly.

If nothing happens, we will lose money again.

But he had nothing to do with those in the foundation building stage, and there were also the group of killers from the Law Enforcement Hall watching behind them.

In Fengcheng, many monks are discussing this incident, feeling that this incident will end in an anticlimax.

If they were to catch murderers who used weapons to injure people or disciples who violated sect rules, the people in the Law Enforcement Hall would be extremely quick.

It just so happens that in this weird theft case, all kinds of reflection techniques are useless, and the final result can only be left alone.

(End of this chapter)

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