A seal of immortality

Chapter 393 Undercurrent
As soon as he returned to his residence, Wang Changsheng went straight to Lingtian.

A huge yellow light curtain enveloped the entire fifty acres of spiritual fields, and inside the yellow light curtain were densely packed purple grasses.

Wang Changsheng turned his hand and took out a palm-sized blue formation plate, engraved with dense blue spirit patterns.

I saw him hit the blue array disk with a few magic tricks, and the blue array disk suddenly burst into light, and a huge white cloud emerged out of thin air within the yellow light curtain.

After the white cloud rolled and surged for a while, bean-sized raindrops flashed out of it, and quickly fell towards the Zilangcao below.

The dense raindrops fell on the [-] acres of spiritual fields, nourishing many Zilangcao.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng hit a spell on the array, a blue light flashed, the rain dispersed, and the white cloud cluster also disintegrated and disappeared.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng nodded, and with a flip of his right hand, the blue disk disappeared.

After pouring the rain on the Lingtian, Wang Changsheng walked towards the Golden Dragon Palace.

Back in the master bedroom, Wang Changsheng slapped the spirit beast bag with one hand, and Xiao Hei jumped out amidst billowing black air.

Xiao Hei's breath was relatively weak, and many scales on his body fell off, and the places where the scales fell off were bloody.

As soon as Xiao Hei appeared, he opened his mouth and let out a wail. Obviously, the injury on his body was serious.

Wang Changsheng patted Xiao Hei's head, turned his hand and took out a white porcelain bottle, uncorked the bottle, poured some white powder from it, and sprinkled it on Xiao Hei's wound.

Afterwards, Wang Changsheng touched the storage bag with his palm, and a white wooden box appeared in his hand.

Opening the wooden box, there is a red ball the size of a longan inside. There are three light red spiral lines on the surface of the ball, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Xiao Hei sniffed lightly with his nose a few times, his eyes lit up, he stuck out his scarlet tongue, and looked eagerly at the red ball inside the wooden box.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, picked up the red ball and threw it into Xiao Hei's mouth.

Xiao Hei swallowed it without hesitation, showing a very satisfied look.

After taking the three-transformation elixir refined by the fourth-level Lihuo inner elixir, Xiao Hei's body twisted, and it turned into a stream of black energy and rushed into Wang Changsheng's waist. The spirit beast bag disappeared.

Wang Changsheng opened another spirit beast bag and found two bloodthirsty spirit bats still sleeping.

After a little thought, Wang Changsheng took out a black storage bag from his arms, opened the bag, and poured out all the contents.

There are not many things, more than a dozen black stones, and a pair of silver-white painting scrolls several feet long. There is nothing in the painting.

This black storage bag was found by Wang Changsheng on the body of the big man in blue shirt. He thought that there would be a lot of elixir, but seeing all this before him, he was greatly disappointed.

The black stones were cool to the touch, but very light in weight. Wang Changsheng thought about it carefully, but he couldn't recognize the origin of these black stones.

As for the silver-white scroll, Wang Changsheng observed carefully for a while, but found nothing strange. According to his guess, the silver-white scroll should be a magic weapon that has not been refined, otherwise it would not be empty.

Wang Changsheng didn't think too much about it, and put more than a dozen black stones into the storage bag on his waist. As for the silver-white painting scroll, he hung it on the stone wall behind him.

Afterwards, Wang Changsheng took out several exquisite storage bags, poured out the contents, and put them into different storage bags according to the classification of the objects.

During this trip to the secret realm, Wang Changsheng gained a lot. There are seven or eight elixir plants that are 900 years old, and two thousand-year-old snow apricot fruits. Not a lot.

Compared with most of the disciples in the sect, Wang Changsheng can be said to be extremely rich, but he knows very well that these resources are far from enough if he wants to attack the alchemy.

In all fairness, Wang Changsheng's aptitude is not good, it can only be regarded as mediocre among many brothers of the same sect, he doesn't think that one serving of Xueling water and Tianhuo liquid can form alchemy, according to his plan, at least two or more copies should be purchased. Xueling water and sky fire liquid will do.

Now that he has cultivated to the late stage of foundation establishment, he can also go overseas to buy Xueling water and Tianhuo liquid. Of course, the main reason why Wang Changsheng intends to go overseas is the animal skin.

Even with the help of the Fu Mo Pen, the success rate of drawing intermediate-level talisman seals is not high. If Wang Changsheng wants to learn more kinds of intermediate-level talisman seal drawing, he must have a lot of blank talisman paper for him to practice. Even Wang Changsheng couldn't afford to refine the blank talisman paper with the elixir. In comparison, the blank talisman paper refined from animal skin is cheaper.

He has long heard from other seniors that the price of overseas monster materials is more than half cheaper than that in the interior. Besides, he is also quite interested in overseas customs.

After his master refined the inner armor magic weapon for him, Wang Changsheng planned to go overseas to share the helm and experience the customs of the sea area.

Wang Changsheng was a little excited when he thought of going to an overseas sub-helm to enjoy the customs of the sea.

He calmed down the excitement in his heart, turned his hand and took out a blue porcelain bottle, uncorked the cork, and a strong aroma of wine came to his nostrils, the porcelain bottle was filled with spirit wine.

Wang Changsheng drank the spirit wine in the porcelain bottle in one gulp, and the spirit wine turned into a wave of extremely pure spirit energy and rushed in his body. The spiritual energy gathered in the dantian.

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Just as Wang Changsheng was refining the spiritual energy contained in the spirit wine, the continuous bells of "Dang Dang Dang" resounded through the sky, each sound was louder than the last, seven times in a row, the melodious bell echoed in the sect.

A quarter of an hour later, several mountain peaks that were far apart flew out a ray of light one after another, and flew towards the location of the Patriarch Hall.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a white rainbow came from a distance and landed on the bluestone platform where the Patriarch Hall was located.

After the light faded away, a middle-aged man with white face and beardless wearing a white Taoist robe was revealed.

As soon as this person landed, a woman's voice came from behind:

"Brother Bai, wait for little sister."

The middle-aged man turned his head and saw a middle-aged Taoist nun in a blue Taoist robe walking towards him more than a hundred meters away.

The middle-aged Taoist seemed to be walking unhappily, but each step spanned more than ten feet, and she reached the middle-aged man in less than a few breaths.

"I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, Junior Sister Lan's spirit fox step is even stronger than before," the middle-aged man smiled at the middle-aged Taoist nun and praised.

"Little sister, how dare you play an ax in front of senior brother Bai, don't say these polite words, if I remember correctly, the last time the dragon bell rang seven times, it was more than a hundred years ago!" The middle-aged Taoist said modestly, and transferred topic.

"That's right! Last time it was to deal with the threat from the royal family and the Palace of Demons. I don't know what trouble happened this time. I need to ring the bell to startle the dragon seven times," the middle-aged man nodded and said curiously.

"I'm also a little curious. Our Taiqing Palace has been booming these years, um, but I heard that our sect has gotten closer to the Wu Clan recently. Maybe there is something wrong with the Wu Clan," the middle-aged Taoist was a little uncertain Said.

"I have been busy practicing before, but I have also heard people mention that our sect seems to have trade relations with the Wu clan. However, there are so many tribes of the Wu clan, it is difficult to agree on opinions. Maybe there is something wrong with the Wu clan. The overall strength is no less than that of some great sects of cultivating immortals, and if there is a problem with the Wu Clan, the trouble will indeed be big enough," the middle-aged Taoist priest showed a dignified look on his face.

"This is just our guess! If you want to come and wait for a while, the head brother should explain a thing or two!" The middle-aged Taoist nodded.

While talking, the two walked through the long stone steps and entered the Patriarch Hall.

In the hall, a short and fat old man in yellow robe sat at the head with his eyes slightly closed, and Mo Wentian stood beside him with a respectful expression on his face.

On the chairs on the left and right sides of the old man in yellow robe, sat a middle-aged Confucian scholar and a purple-haired old woman, both of whom also looked respectful.

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged nun looked at each other, and sat down in two adjacent seats, closing their eyes and resting their minds.

Not long after, a tall black-faced man and a thin middle-aged Confucian scholar walked in and sat down on the chairs on both sides.

"Uncle Huang, everyone is here," Mo Wentian said softly to the old man in yellow robe.

"Well, let's start when everyone is ready! I'm just a witness, and the decision is still in your hands," the yellow-robed old man opened his eyes, glanced at the people on the left and right, and said lightly.

"Yes, I obey." Mo Wentian nodded, his eyes flicked over the people on both sides, and he said seriously:

"Several juniors and juniors, something happened in the Demon Sealing Realm."

Hearing this, the expressions of the six people sitting on the chairs on the left and right changed.

"What, something happened to the Demon Sealing Realm? Brother Mo, please explain clearly, what happened?" The middle-aged man frowned and asked.

"Yes! Brother Mo, please be clear," the middle-aged Taoist nodded in agreement.

Mo Wentian nodded when he heard the words, and said: "The thing is like this. A month ago, according to the practice of this sect, I escorted sixty disciples into the secret realm of sealing demons to pick elixir, but who knew that there were monks of the demonic way?" The soul was attached to this sect. A foundation-building disciple entered the secret realm and killed many foundation-building disciples who entered the secret realm. Fortunately, nephew Wang from the lineage of Xuanfu and nephew Murong from the lineage of Qianjian teamed up to kill the disciples. people."

"What? The soul of the monk of the Demonic Dao attached to the disciples of this sect and entered the secret realm?" The black-faced man's face changed, and he said in disbelief.

"Senior brother Mo, do you know how many disciples are possessed by the monks of the demonic way, and which branches are they from? The purple-haired old woman frowned and asked.

"This kind of body possession technique can only be performed by Nascent Soul cultivators at least! Brother Mo, can you find out who is behind the scenes? Could it be done by the Palace of Demons?" The middle-aged Taoist nun Liu frowned and said in a deep voice.

"For the time being, only one disciple is known to be possessed, but this person is dead. As for whether other disciples have been possessed, it is not yet known. The secret realm of sealing demons is an important guarantee for the inheritance of this sect to this day, and no other forces will be allowed to Attention to breaking the magic secret realm, as for who is behind the scenes, it is still unclear, and it is being investigated, if the younger brothers and sisters have any good suggestions, you may as well put them forward," Mo Wentian said slowly, frowning.

Hearing these words, the six of them frowned, with a thoughtful look on their faces.

After a while, the middle-aged man spoke first: "Well, I suggest that the disciple who entered the secret realm be quarantined and inspected. In addition, the situation of the possessed disciple should be strictly investigated. Where did this person come from? When you join this sect, you have to check when the foundation is established, and finally, you also need to check the elder who recommended this person to enter the secret realm."

"I agree with Senior Brother Bai's opinion, um, I suggest expanding the scope of the search and checking all the disciples who have joined the sect within 40 years, especially the disciples who were born near the territory of the Demonic Dao. If the sect gets closer, they will all be abolished and expelled from the sect," said the black-faced man with a murderous expression.

"If you really follow what Senior Brother Bai and Junior Brother Xu said, there are too many disciples who need to be reviewed, which will affect the daily operation of the sect to some extent. I suggest tightening internally and loosening externally, and sending law enforcement disciples privately to investigate. After all, such things It's not good to spread the word, and it will damage the reputation of the sect," the purple-haired old woman coughed lightly, and said slowly.

"Well, I agree with Senior Sister Zhou's opinion. Family ugliness should not be publicized. This kind of matter can be investigated privately. There is no need to mobilize teachers and mobilize people to avoid damaging the reputation of the sect," the middle-aged Taoist nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar hesitated for a while, and asked the yellow-robed old man: "Uncle Huang, if my disciples remember correctly, Uncle Song of the Bailian lineage has a beautiful and exquisite mirror. You can never escape the detection of this mirror, if Uncle Song can lend this mirror, the impact of this matter can be minimized."

"We have a mutated thousand-eyed beast in the lineage of myriad beasts, which can see through some illusion techniques. If the other party is not possessing the disciples of this sect, but transforms into the appearance of a disciple of this sect and enters the secret realm, it will definitely not be able to escape the thousand-eyed beast. Fayan," said the middle-aged Taoist nun in a deep voice, as if she remembered something.

"We have a spirit detection array in the lineage of the heavenly formation, and if someone is attached to the disciples of this sect, they can also detect it."

"Our Mysterious Talisman Lineage can use the heart-questioning talisman to test the truth of what the censor said."

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's face was a little moved. After thinking for a while, he turned his head and asked the old man in yellow robe, "Uncle Huang, what do you think should be done?"

"You are the leader and you have the final say. I'm just listening," the yellow-robed old man said flatly.

Mo Wentian heard the words, pondered for a while, and said, "Master Huang, do you think this is a good idea? Gather the suspected disciples together, and let the four veins of Bailian, Wanshou, Tianzhen and Xuanfu use their own methods Test, at the same time, send elite disciples to investigate secretly to see who is behind the scenes, of course, also investigate the possessed disciple and the elder who recommended this person to enter the secret realm."

"Well, what Brother Mo said makes sense," the middle-aged man nodded in agreement.

"I also agree with Brother Mo's proposal," the middle-aged nun nodded in agreement.

"I agree too."

"Me too."

"Uncle Huang, what do you think?" Mo Wentian asked the old man in yellow robe with a respectful face.

"The minority obeys the majority. Since you all agree, let's do it!" the yellow-robed old man nodded.

(End of this chapter)