King of the Fairy City

Unknowingly, a month passed slowly.

The Aolai Islands appear to be very peaceful. All the major fairy villages are seizing the time to digest the resources of the main island and sub-islands, rapidly develop all aspects of strength, and strengthen the warship fleet. Occasional frictions are just minor conflicts between fairy villages and will not lead to a big war.

All the city lords understand that this is an intense preparation period and they must seize every day to strengthen the strength of their fairy village.

Once those powerful fairy villages are ready, a war will break out that will shake the entire Aolai sea area.

With the prosperity of Aolai Sea Area, casual cultivators also began to pour in in large numbers, earning spiritual stones in this new sea area and looking for opportunities for cultivation and growth.

These casual cultivators searched almost the entire Aolai sea area, looking for any way to earn spiritual stones.

If each fairy village is regarded as a stronghold established by human monks in the Aolai Sea, then the casual cultivators are the tentacles extending outward from each stronghold.

Although these tentacles are not strong individually and do not absorb much nutrients, they are superior in number.

They traded the nutrients they absorbed to various fairy villages and then flowed into the Fairy City Alliance.

Although the entire world of cultivating immortals is dominated by the Immortal City Alliance, casual cultivators have also made great contributions to the development of the Immortal Alliance and are an indispensable force.

The central area of ​​Aolai Islands.

On this day, there was an inconspicuous island near Zhu's Fairy Village, an ordinary fairy village.

A demon-hunting team composed of three casual cultivators in the Qi-training stage are chasing an extremely cunning beaver spirit beast on this island.

This kind of monster is not big in size. It only weighs a few dozen kilograms when it reaches adulthood. Its strength is only at the first level, but it has a keen sense of smell and has a kind of magic to find spiritual treasures. This kind of magic rune seal is rare on the market and can be sold for a good price.

"Second brother, catch it and don't let it escape."

A tall, strong man held a black iron fork in his hand, staring at the beaver beast dozens of feet in front of him, and whispered.

The beaver beast with light blue fur was running wildly in the grass, running towards a stocky young monk hiding in the grass on the left.

The monk hiding deep in the grass suddenly tightened his expression, holding a silkworm spirit net in his hand, and faced the beaver beast.

Seeing the Celestial Silkworm Spirit Net falling from the sky, the Beaver Beast let out a "squeak" sound, and kicked off the ground with its strong and powerful limbs.

The strong man immediately projected the black iron fork in his hand.

The thin monster body of the Kraken suddenly shot out. In the last moment, it slid out against the edge of the Celestial Silkworm Spiritual Net. Then, with another dexterous turn, it dodged the black iron fork that was shooting at a rapid speed and fled towards the stone island. deep.

"Damn it, third brother, it escaped. Chase it and don't let it get away."

Before the stocky monk could get upset, the strong man shouted loudly.

There was a thin monk next to him, who instantly burst out with astonishing speed and quickly chased after him.

This person is the fastest monk in the three-person casual cultivator team, and he has practiced the wind control technique of the wind system.

Three people and one beast were chasing each other on this stone island that was more than ten miles in size.

Gradually, the two slower monks were left far behind.

After a while, the two of them ran out of breath for several miles before catching up with the thin monk.

The thin monk was guarding a cave half a foot in size at the foot of the hill. When he saw the two men coming, he couldn't help but said with a grimace: "Brother, second brother, I didn't catch up. This beast got into this hole. The cave is very deep. , I threw a stone down, and I could hear the sound of water, maybe it escaped from the sea."

The strong man quickly put his head to check, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in. After a while, he heard a dull sound of water, and he suddenly looked disappointed.

It seems to really lead to the sea.

The Kraken is good at water, and once it enters the water, it is extremely difficult to catch it.

The three of them lurked here for several days, finally waiting for it to appear, but unfortunately they failed to catch it.

This beaver beast is a great asset to the three Qi-training monks. Normally, when hunting monsters, they usually hunt monster snakes, fish, etc., and very few spiritual stones can be earned.

The young monk suddenly slapped his head, looking annoyed, "It's all my fault that I didn't catch it in one net."

The strong man was the leader of the team. He sighed and said comfortingly: "Second brother, I can't blame you. The Kraken is too difficult to catch, and I might not be able to catch it. The main reason is that we have too few people. It is too difficult for three people to capture this little monster known for its dexterity. "

The thin monk also said: "Boss is right. I am a wind monk. I can't catch up with this little thing even if I practice wind control. It's too difficult to catch."

The three monks looked into the deep cave and smiled bitterly at each other.

"Forget it, we brothers should rest for a while and go back to hunt ordinary monsters. Although the harvest is not much, it is easier than before."

The strong man was also someone who could pick it up and put it down. After a while, he regained his composure, persuaded his two companions, walked to one side, and found a place to sit down and rest next to the cave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, he was slightly startled, and his eyes fell on a dark object in the soil, which seemed to be some kind of fragment.

"Hey, is this a magic weapon fragment?"

The strong man picked it up and touched it carefully with both hands. It was extremely hard, but he could not feel the slightest breath of mana. He couldn't help but be a little surprised and said uncertainly.

The other two monks were startled and immediately came over.

The thin monk took it and touched it. It was unusually hard. He was pleasantly surprised and said, "It looks like it should be a fragment of a magic weapon."

"It's impossible for the magic weapon fragments to not have residual magic power."

The strong man was confused.

"Let me try"

The stocky young man directly pulled out the spirit sword and slashed hard with a force of over a thousand kilograms, making a loud "clang" sound.

The result was surprising: this small fragment was unscathed and not even a trace was left.

"It is indeed a fragment of a magic weapon."

"This can only be used by monks at the foundation-building stage and above. Only monks at the foundation-building stage have fought fiercely here, so they will leave fragments of the magic weapon."

"In such a fierce battle, maybe a high-level monk died, and there are some things left behind, just in case. We will be prosperous."

The three of them looked at each other with expressions of ecstasy.

Whatever monks in the foundation-building period left behind would be enough to make a fortune for these small casual cultivators in the Qi-training period.

"Look carefully to see what else is nearby."

The strong man said immediately.

The three of them are all experienced casual cultivators, and they all know that this is by no means a wishful thinking.

The history of the East China Sea is extremely long, and countless monks have experienced battles with demon cultivators in the East China Sea.

On some islands in the East China Sea, people occasionally find the remains of monks. Even the discovery of ruins is not uncommon. However, the ruins are quite dangerous and few monks dare to break in.

They searched near the cave and gradually entered the depths of the cave. After searching for half an hour, they found two or three small fragments.

Although these magic weapon fragments are hard enough, they have lost the aura of the magic weapon and are not valuable.

However, they were not discouraged and continued to search patiently.

It wasn't until dusk that the three of them discovered some unusual traces on a stone wall deep in the cave.

After digging through the stone, a decayed and broken skeleton appeared in front of the three people.

"It is indeed a dead monk."

The strong man was pleasantly surprised. He picked up the black iron fork in his hand, carefully rummaged through the bones, and found a dusty cloth bag from his waist.

All three of them were overjoyed.

The cloth bag shattered at the touch.

The strong man suddenly smiled bitterly.

Under the gaze of the other two people, he rummaged through several items that had lost their spiritual energy, including a tarnished jade bottle. When I opened it, I saw that the elixir inside had turned into powder.

There is also a dagger magic weapon, but it has been too long, poorly maintained, and its spirituality has been completely lost.

"When exactly were these bones left behind? The magic weapon has completely lost its spirituality. Ordinary magic weapons may not lose their spirituality even after a thousand years."

The young monk was stunned.

Of course, if the magic weapon is completely sealed and stored, and the spiritual energy is not leaked, it can still be preserved for a very long time.

"Hey...what is this?"

The thin monk picked up a flat stone from the ground and saw densely packed words carved on it using magical instruments.

"I am Niu Haisheng, a monk from Linhai City of the Tiandao Alliance. I was ordered to follow the senior monks a few days ago and escort a ship of supplies to the frontline fairy city. In March of sailing, I passed through the waters of Aolai Islands and was suddenly attacked by demon cultivators. Although the monks on the ship resisted tenaciously, Defeat is still inevitable.

The ship sank. I took advantage of the chaos and fought my way out of the siege, avoiding the demon cultivators who were chasing me. I arrived here, where I was injured and died soon. I am specifically recording this matter and hope that the discoverer will send this news to the Tiandao Alliance as soon as possible so as not to delay the war."

After the three of them finished reading, they looked at each other.

This is actually the remains of a foundation-building monk from the ancient Tiandao Alliance period.

All three young casual cultivators in the Qi training period had heard about the ancient world of immortality.

This happened more than 10,000 years ago. Now that the Tiandao Alliance has long been disbanded, there is nowhere to send this news.

The strong man came to his senses first and said, "Let's bury this senior again and let him rest in peace."

The three of them were respectful and worked together to put the bones back into the collapsed cave and then cover them with mud and rocks.

"Wait a minute, he said above that the ship transporting supplies sank? Doesn't that mean that all the supplies were left in this sea area?"

The strong man was suddenly startled.

"It's true that the ancient ship sank, and the monk was seriously injured and fled to this island to hide from the pursuers. He certainly can't escape too far."

"Brother, you mean that the sunken ship may be nearby?"

The three monks all had bright eyes.

If we can find this ship, we might gain a lot. Although most materials cannot be preserved for ten thousand years, if they are well sealed, they may not lose their aura.

Once found, the three of them will immediately become rich and will no longer have to worry about cultivation resources.

"Well, I guess it's in the waters near this island. Let's rent a small fishing boat and carefully search the surrounding waters for dozens of miles."

The strong man said resolutely.

The other two people had no objections, and the three people left immediately and went to the nearest Zhu's Fairy Village to rent a small fishing boat.