Mortal Cultivation: I Have a Mirror of Absurdity

Chapter 367 366 Yuan Magnetic Divine Light
Ling Yuling was silent for a moment after hearing this. After what she had just said, she finally realized that Wang Geng didn't seem to have any serious malice. Then she forced a smile and said:

"I don't know what Fellow Daoist Wang wants to exchange for. As long as the Star Palace has it, Fellow Daoist can ask, but if it doesn't exist, I will be helpless."

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry. What Wang wants should be with fellow Taoist. I heard that Yuanci's divine light is extremely powerful and can be called the number one magical power in the human world. I wonder if Wang can borrow it and read it." As the Lord of the Star Palace, you will definitely have the opportunity to reach the Divine Transformation Stage in the future. Wang is willing to use his experience of reaching the Divine Transformation Stage to exchange with fellow Taoist Taoist disciples the cultivation formula of the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light. Taoist Fellow Taoist will not refuse Wang. Bar!"

Half an hour later, Wang Geng left with satisfaction, leaving only Ling Yuling's figure swaying in the wind, alone in the place.
"That little flag is a space-type heaven-reaching spiritual treasure. This person killed the Golden Dragon King."

After calming down, Ling Yuling lowered her head and thought for a moment, and suddenly said with a face full of shock.
It has been more than two hundred years since the Six Sects returned to Yue.
But the battle with the devil did not end there.
On this day, a fight was going on in the wilderness of northern Vietnam. There were about twenty people on both sides.
The party with the smaller number of people are the monks of the Demonic Blood Flame Sect, and the party with the larger number of people are the monks of the Six Sects of the Yue Kingdom.
The six sects of the Yue Kingdom are headed by three alchemy monks, a square-faced man from the Biyue sect, a skinny old man from the Huadaowu sect, and a middle-aged Taoist priest from the Qingxu sect. The rest are all foundation-building disciples of the three sects.
The Blood Flame Sect monks all wore blood-red robes and were led by two pill-forming monks.
Although the number of the Blood Flame Sect's alchemy-forming monks was one less, they were all in the later stages of cultivation. Their magical fire powers were extremely powerful, so they in turn suppressed the more numerous monks from the Six Sects of the Yue Kingdom.
The monks of the six sects were suppressed in a corner by the overwhelming demonic fire. Seeing that they were about to be defeated, and everyone was extremely anxious, they saw a yellow escaping light suddenly flying from the horizon in the distance. The speed of escaping was extremely fast, like a meteor. .
Passing by the battle group a few hundred meters away, and about to pass through the crowd, an exclamation of "Eh" suddenly came from the escape light, and then the yellow escape light instantly turned and flew towards the battle circle, almost in the blink of an eye. He arrived in front of a group of monks. After the light disappeared, two monks, a man and a woman, who seemed to be in their twenties, appeared.
The man is handsome and unrestrained, while the woman's face is covered by gauze, but she has a slim figure and an unparalleled temperament. Every frown and smile makes her look like the Goddess of Luo has descended into the world, and any man who sees him can't help but feel shaken.
While everyone was paying attention to the beautiful woman, the square-faced man of the Biyue Sect looked at the handsome man beside him in great surprise.
"Great Elder, the monks from the Blood Flame Sect opposite us are the enemies of the six sects. We and other disciples are no match for us. Please ask the Great Elder to help us."

Hearing this, the other monks from the six sects looked at each other in shock, and the monks from the Blood Flame Sect all had pale faces. When the two pill-forming monks stopped shouting, they all stopped and stepped back, but no one dared to think of running away. .
The square-faced man called the Great Elder. The handsome man must be a Nascent Soul monk. How dare they make a mistake?
"You have met me, but I have no impression of you."

The handsome man is Wang Geng, and the beautiful woman next to him is Zi Ling.
After receiving the Yuanci Divine Mountain and Yuanci Divine Light cultivation formula that day, Wang Geng immediately returned to Sanxing Island with Zi Ling. He originally wanted to teleport directly back to Wulong Sea, but suddenly thought of something to do, so he transferred First came the country of Yue.
As soon as they came out of the underground mine, and not even a hundred miles away, the two of them saw the above-mentioned fighting scene.
He originally wanted to pass by and not get involved in these mundane things, but he accidentally saw that the square-faced man was a monk from the Moon Covering Sect and was at a disadvantage. Seeing that the disciples of the six sects were about to suffer casualties, he rushed over.
"Disciple Qionghai met Master Uncle Wang. When Master Uncle held the Grand Monk Ceremony, the disciple was still building foundation cultivation at that time. I was lucky enough to meet Master Uncle at the ceremony."

Hearing these words, Wang Geng nodded slightly, while the monks from the Blood Flame Sect on the other side had their faces turned pale, and everyone started to look at their heirs as if they were mourning.
The handsome man turned out to be the legendary great monk of the Hidden Moon Sect. Why are they so unlucky today?
"Your surname is Qiong, what is your relationship with Senior Brother Qiong?"

"This junior is a disciple of the Qiong family of the Banyue Sect and the great-grandson of Grand Uncle Qiong Haiquan."

"Oh, it turns out that Senior Brother Qiong's name is this. Is he okay? Who is in charge of the Hidden Moon Sect now?"

"My great uncle ran out of life and passed away sixty years ago. Now the person in charge of the sect is still Uncle Yan."

"The person is gone." Wang Geng couldn't help but mutter to himself, with a look of loneliness on his face.
Upon seeing this, Zi Ling immediately stepped forward, stretched out her catkin, and gently held Wang Geng's hand to express comfort.
Wang Geng smiled slightly, caressed the back of his beloved wife's hand, then raised his head and continued to ask:

"What's going on? How come the Six Sects are in conflict with the Blood Flame Sect?"

"Reporting to the Great Elder, the Blood Flame Sect still occupies several spiritual stone mines on the border of Yue Kingdom and refuses to return them. The disciples were ordered to come here today to ask for their return. I didn't expect that these people on the other side actually tried to stop us and started fighting. Please also ask the Great Elder to make the decision for us today."

When Wang Geng heard this, he glanced coldly at the people of the Blood Flame Sect. They were all dripping with cold sweat and did not dare to take a breath.
"How dare the Blood Flame Sect act rogue? Didn't you know that I said that I would let the Six Sects retake the Yue Kingdom?"

Hearing this, Qiong Dahai immediately showed an embarrassed look on his face. He cautiously raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Geng. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He wanted to say something but finally said nothing.
"Is it related to myself?"

Wang Geng looked in his eyes and couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart. Just when he was about to ask, Zi Ling's bright eyes turned around. After a flash of light in his eyes, he seemed to have thought of something, so the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly. Wang Geng whispered:
"Husband, you have been away from Tiannan all year round. You could still scare people at first, but as time went by, no one cared about you. That should be the case today."

Zi Ling woke up the dreamer with a word, and Wang Geng blushed and realized that the problem was with him. The monks of the Blood Flame Sect saw that he was away all the time and did not take his words seriously.
"Wang will not kill you today. After I let you go back, I will tell the people in charge of your sect that although Wang does not take care of the affairs of the sect, he will never allow you to bully the six sects. If you turn a deaf ear to Wang's words in the future, , be careful that one day Wang will come and kill all the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Blood Flame Sect."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Geng suddenly made a hand and recited a mantra, then raised his hand and lightly pressed it towards the void in front of him.
In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several miles began to stir, and they all rushed towards Wang Geng in unison.
At the same time, all the monks on the spot were horrified to find that their magic power was not working properly, so they fell downwards one after another. After a while of scrambling, they managed to stabilize themselves and did not fall to the ground and die.
When he looked into the sky again, he saw the shadow of a giant yellow palm about a hundred feet in size appearing above Wang Geng's head, and following Wang Geng's gesture, it quickly swatted towards the ground.
The phantom of the yellow giant palm was so fast that it hit the ground in almost the blink of an eye.
After a loud "boom" sound, sand and rocks flew on the spot, and dust tens of feet high was rolled up, making it blurry and unable to see anything.
When the dust fell, a huge handprint more than ten feet deep appeared on the spot, as if left by a wild giant.
"Monk of Transformation!"

A terrible thought emerged in the minds of all the cultivators present, and everyone was shocked.
(End of this chapter)