Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Qingyunshanfang City.

After waiting for more than a month, the strange fog did not really swallow up the Qingyun Mountain Market.

Because the protective shield formed by the formation outside the market town successfully blocked the erosion of the strange fog and kept the strange fog outside, so that the entire market town would not fall into the strange fog.

However, the strange fog also successfully surrounded the entire market town. Outside the formation, all one could see was thick black fog, which rolled and surged from time to time, revealing many evil ghost faces.

Therefore, although the formation blocked the strange fog, it could not stop the invasion of the monsters. From time to time, an unknown number of monsters broke through the defense of the formation and harassed and invaded the monks in the market.

As a result, the casualties among the monks in the market became even more serious.

As time went by, several fights and conflicts broke out among the powerful groups in the market town. In the chaos, the number of casualties was already impossible to estimate. Perhaps less than 20% of the people in the entire market town were actually alive.

At this stage, even if the major groups wanted to continue fighting or conflicts, they were already powerless. Even the survivors below no longer obeyed orders. They just wanted to survive and did not want to engage in meaningless fighting.

Under this situation, the several black markets in the market town could still barely hold on. The surviving monks all relied on the black market to exchange for the supplies they needed in order to barely survive.

Gradually, the atmosphere in the market town became heavier and heavier, and more and more desperate. Many monks had already become like zombies, with only the desire to survive in their hearts supporting them.

Moreover, the items sold in the black market are becoming more and more precious, but the prices are becoming cheaper and cheaper. However, the prices of spiritual rice, monster meat, and talismans for exorcism are getting more expensive day by day. It can be said that the price changes every day, but everyone is gritting their teeth to hold on.

There is no other way. If you don’t buy it, you will die.

At this time, the most valuable magic tools, spells, pill recipes, formation scrolls, talismans, various rare materials, etc., are now in short supply. This is because no matter how precious the magic tool is, if it cannot deal with the monsters, it will not be able to exchange for many pounds of spiritual rice and monster meat.

Since it can't provide any help to the survival of the monks, how much value does it have?

As a result, all kinds of good things appear in batches on the black market.

At this time, news came from Qingyun Sect.

It is said that more and more weird things began to appear inside Qingyun Sect. Although they were previously cleansed by the Jindan Patriarch with the help of the Ziyang Bell and other sect-guarding magic weapons, as time went on, more and more weird things began to pass through the Qingyun Sect's protective formation and enter the sect to ruthlessly kill and harm Qingyun Sect's disciples.

After a few months, there were countless casualties.

Even the Jindan ancestor was helpless about it. No one knew why he no longer used the Ziyang Bell and other treasures to suppress the weirdness, but let it develop instead, causing the disciples in the Qingyun Sect to continue to die.

Many people are even still wondering, isn’t it said that Qingyun Sect has six or seven Jindan ancestors?

Why was it that only one Jindan ancestor was seen appearing and fighting with the giant tree monster, while the other Jindan ancestors were nowhere to be seen?

Moreover, at this moment when the sect's inheritance is likely to be extinct, there is no reason for the Jindan ancestor with the highest combat power not to show up.

Since he doesn't show up, there can only be a few reasons. One is that he is not in the sect, two is that he is in seclusion, and three is that he is tied up by other things. In short, he is no longer able to support the sect.

Such news made the surviving monks in the market feel gloating at first, but then they fell into greater panic and despair, and they were in a state of constant fear.

After all, even a large sect like Qingyun Sect had suffered countless casualties and even fallen into a desperate situation. Wouldn't ordinary cultivators like them have even less hope? Wouldn't they all be wiped out?

The feeling of despair began to spread to all the survivors in the market!

In the underground palace, in the training room.

Wei Hong sat cross-legged on a golden cushion, with his hands placed on his knees, his eyes closed, and his face calm. The spiritual energy around him continued to surge and was then absorbed into his dantian. From time to time, a green light flashed around him.

Obviously, Wei Hong is practicing.

Compared with those monks outside who were living day by day with unpredictable life and death, his life, although dull and monotonous, seemed extremely peaceful and leisurely, and very safe. He did not need to worry about strange attacks at all.

In this underground palace, in addition to practicing, Wei Hong either drew talismans or practiced various spells. From time to time, he also made some talisman skins or cooked a pot of delicious food to enjoy.

Such a life is not only comfortable, but also very reassuring.

If these monks outside knew about this, perhaps the jealousy and anger alone would be enough to burn Wei Hong to ashes.

After a long while, Wei Hong slowly opened his eyes:

"Phew, I've reached the eighth level of Qi training. Hehe, it's really comfortable to practice here. No one disturbs me and I don't have to be distracted. There's no shortage of supplies. I don't care what the chaos is like outside!"

After practicing peacefully in this underground palace for more than half a year, Wei Hong directly entered the eighth level of Qi training.

After entering the eighth level of Qi training, his strength skyrocketed again.

He had already mastered the dozen or so first-grade superior spells scavenged from the black market, and had also maxed them out to the limit.

In this way, these spells can not only be cast instantly, but also have terrifying power, greatly increasing Wei Hong's combat options.

The eight talismans that he had purchased on the black market outside the market before, plus a few more that he had looted from the black market later, all of the more than ten talismans had now been cultivated to the great perfection realm. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before they could all be maxed out to the limit realm.

How could Wei Hong not be extremely satisfied with such a life?

Moreover, he would exchange experiences in alchemy with Ding Xue from time to time. Although he could not make elixirs for the time being because there was no underground fire in the underground palace, Wei Hong still gained a lot from the exchange of alchemy experiences.

Under his protection, Ding Xue also lived a safe and peaceful life like him.

Although she was unable to make pills for the time being, this peaceful life allowed Ding Xue to devote all her time and energy to cultivation.

Not long ago, Ding Xue also broke through to the seventh level of Qi training, which made her feel pleasantly surprised. Her attitude towards Wei Hong also became more and more friendly.

"Luckily I thought of seeking refuge underground, otherwise I would have been living a desperate life like other monks!"

Wei Hong felt fortunate when he thought of the desperate and numb lives of those monks outside.

He also returned to the small courtyard on the ground from time to time to observe in case someone broke into the formation without knowing it.

The secret of the underground palace must not be leaked!