Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 443 I came back late

The five demonic sects of the Liang Kingdom, the Blood Demon Sect no longer exist, and the Ghost Spirit Sect fell early on the road to the rise of the Qingfeng Sect.

The Wenxiang Sect and the Corpse Exorcist Sect also had a difficult time. They each found their elder brothers and became vassal sects in the true sense.

Moral Sect Tianpu Peak's lineage has taken control of Zengguang Immortal City, and the atmosphere of the Northern Territory has been suppressed. At least on the surface, the cruel demonic methods such as large-scale massacre of mortals and the gathering of wronged souls have been reduced.

Even the Wusheng Sect does not dare to bet on how deeply the Heavenly Punishment Summit will intervene in the Northern Territory and what actions it will take against behavior that does not comply with the rules and regulations of the Daode Sect.

On the surface, it seems that Tianpu Peak has a Nascent Soul True Monarch in Zengguang Immortal City and a disciple of Yuan Mo’s line.

 They are not at the same level as the two giants in the Northern Territory, Faxiang Sect and Wusheng Sect.

But behind it stands the behemoth of Daode Sect. As long as every Yuanying monk who participated in the siege of Immortal City and the battle to destroy the Du family, it is impossible to forget the astonishing strength displayed by the Great True Monarch of Hongfa.

Except for the divine dragon's ability to transform into gods, this is the giant who truly stands at the pinnacle of this world.

From a certain point of view, the great power of transforming gods, who needs to escape from the world to extend his life, and will not leave the secret realm of cave heaven unless he has to, is really not as powerful as the great true king of spreading the law to the world of immortality.

It is impossible for the God Transformation Power to take action if it is not an event where humans and gods are angry and affects the overall situation of the entire world of immortality.

But the Great True King of Propaganda can appear in front of you anytime, anywhere, without restriction.

 Having already achieved the prototype of the Cave Heaven, he can suppress a sect with just one hand.

The Wenxiang Sect has millions of followers, and those who join the sect are all brothers and sisters, and they are good at using talismans and water spells.

Even if you don’t have spiritual roots, you can still use basic spells and talismans. Three or five people working together can be comparable to a mid-stage Qi refining monk.

 But he has no spiritual roots and no strength. Every time he casts a spell, he has to burn blood and essence.

As long as you take action a few times, your vitality and blood will decline, your face will look like an old man, and you will not live past the age of 30.

The huge number of believers means they have no capital consumables. A single mission may lose thousands of people. Anyway, there is an endless supply of ordinary people to replenish it.

 The Wenxiang Sect’s territory is the sparsely populated.

Not to mention the corpse extermination sect, there are not enough corpses of monks who died normally, so powerful corpses are often concocted using secret methods.

For this sect, how many corpses of high-level monks are hidden in the sect represents how much heritage it has.

 The act of digging graves and robbing corpses is not uncommon.

All major sects deeply hate the Corpse Expulsion Sect. No one would want to live in peace after death and have to be a slave and be driven by others.

The behavior of these two families was strictly prohibited by the Taoist Sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they were expelled from the family early, which cut off their qualifications to continue preaching and recruiting disciples.

 Although he was afraid, he restrained his actions and kept a low profile.

It is the Hehuan Sect, because Fairy Lianyu became the concubine of the True Lord Suihan, and the Hehuan Bell that can be condensed by the Heavenly Maiden Sutra has a wonderful effect on transforming babies, so the status suddenly rose.

The Bingpo Palace is short of manpower, so it only takes over a circle around the Wanli Icefield as a territory directly under its jurisdiction.

 Farther afield, Hehuan Sect was given the status of agent to rule on its behalf.

In addition, although Hehuanmen is famous for its dual cultivation method, it pays attention to personal feelings and does not rob monks.

At most, the family style and behavior have become a little more open. They are not afraid of the Heaven Punishment Peak coming to advise and teach, and their influence has expanded several times.

In front of the Ten Thousand Beasts Workshop, a group of monks were surrounded in darkness. They looked unkind and the atmosphere was tense.

“Jiuru Fairy, you lead people to surround our city, what do you want to do!”

The red lotus face is as cold as frost, and a green snake as thick as a bucket emerges from the spirit beast bag. It has the head of a human and the body of a snake. A coquettish face with flaming red lips suddenly grows at the head of the snake.

It is her natal spirit animal, a third-level mid-level beauty snake.

"Sister Honglian, long time no see... My little sister came here this time because your group of spirit beasts broke into our medicine garden at Hehuanmen and trampled on several millennium-old spirit grasses planted by Senior Sister Lianyu. died."

Jiuru Fairy is a girl who looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. She wears a plain white dress and her black hair is casually held up with a wooden hairpin.

The face is delicate, the mouth is slightly raised, the nose is high, and the eyes are innocent and charming, like a bottomless spring that makes people sink into it.

She stood on the mud with her bare feet, still as fine and smooth as jade, without a trace of mud on them.

 There were two monks surrounding him, one of them was handsome, with a handsome face, a slender figure, and a five-foot green sword in his hand.

 The other man has a rugged face with a thick brown beard, exuding a strong masculine look.

The two people have very different temperaments, but they have one thing in common: they are both Jie Dan Zhenren.

He looked at the girl with hot eyes, excited and obsessed.

This woman is the most outstanding disciple of the Hehuan sect after Fairy Lianyu. She has practiced the art of bewitching to the point where she is better than her. She also hooked up with Master Jie Dan to become her subordinate when she was still in the foundation building stage.

 After forming the elixir himself, the two famous masters of the elixir were completely intoxicated, and they could no longer break away from this sea of ​​desire.

“These spiritual herbs are offered as tribute to the True Lord Suihan. If I can’t get them out then, how can I tell my little sister to the True Lord?”

Fairy Jiuru showed a hint of shyness and embarrassment at the right time, and her voice trembled slightly, causing the monks around her, regardless of gender, to express reluctance.

 “Whose medicine garden doesn’t have restrictions in place to allow ordinary spiritual beasts to break in?”

Honglian suppressed her anger, knowing that the other party was making trouble unreasonably, so she just found an excuse to stir up trouble.

 At its peak, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect occupied a huge territory and consumed a lot of resources.

Now that the sect is weak, it has become a soft persimmon in the eyes of others, and everyone wants to pinch it.

Over the years, Hehuan Sect has used various reasons to start dozens of battles against Wanshou Sect, occupying two spirit stone veins and several mines.

Obviously he has a new goal this time, and he just used an excuse to cause trouble and provocation.

The three real people of the other party are real people who are in high -level combat power. Only the red lotus door.

They also paid great attention to only besieging outside Fangshi and not getting close to the foot of Wanshou Mountain, so as not to be directly surrounded by the mountain guard formation of Wanshou Gate.

As long as Wanshoufang is surrounded for a few days, no monks will come to shop. There will be a crowd of people at the door immediately.

This will be an unbearable pain for the Wanshou Sect, which is beleaguered on all sides and whose market income already accounts for an important part.

"However, the younger sister is the most kind-hearted. It is difficult to see my elder sister... As long as your family compensates fifty drops of Qingling chalcedony, the matter will be over. Senior Sister Suihan will have pity and explanation on her side. If the elixir-forming spirit The inventory of goods is insufficient, and my little sister has admired Sister Honglian for a long time. If we can spend one night together and share the supreme joy of life and soul intertwining, my little sister will bear this loss by herself."

 Jiuru Fairy's voice was soft and touched the minds of the nearby monks.

Even the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect in the city showed fascination on their faces as they looked at this girl with both innocent and charming temperaments.

 “It’s too much to bully others!”

Hong Lian's cheeks turned red and she patted her waist. A red light flew out accompanied by a shrill scream. The monk with a delicate face drew his sword and blocked it, making a loud bang. The red light was blocked and stopped upside down, sparks flying everywhere.

 At this moment, you can see clearly that it is a red flying disk with dozens of fire crystal stones embedded on it.

At the same time, the beauty snake curled up on Hong Lian, half of its face quickly grew snake scales, and its pupils became vertical.

Using his hand as a whip, he swung it with all his strength, and dozens of snake tail shadows appeared, like thunder in the air.

The rough and arrogant man with a beard stepped forward, opened his mouth and roared, and the sound wave actually became reality.

The snake tail phantoms were shattered one after another, leaving only the last real whip, which was grabbed by the rough and arrogant man's huge hand and thrown out with all his strength.

Hong Lian’s face turned pale and her heart sank.

These two Jiedan masters are very powerful. She can't take much advantage in a one-on-one situation, let alone one against two.

There is also the smiling Fairy Jiuru who is watching her quietly, enjoying the fun of watching her two followers fight for her.

 After a few moves, Honglian was at a clear disadvantage, and the signs of his body turning into a snake became more and more obvious.

Having already thought about retreating, I knew that I would not be able to get any favors today, so I had no choice but to retreat to the mountain gate. This would be a loss of face.

"middle!"

Jiuru Fairy suddenly pulled out the wooden hairpin on her head, and her shiny black hair slid down to her waist.

Mu Chai turned into a small green phoenix, flapped its wings, and instantly arrived in front of Hong Lian.

With one bite, he pecked a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl in the protective magic weapon. Two earrings flashed with spiritual light, and the two layers of defensive spells were penetrated like paper.

The green phoenix's wings shook and turned into a green rope, trying to tie up the red lotus.

Fairy Jiuru showed a smile, it would be a great achievement if she could capture the only real person who formed the core of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect.

 Regardless of other things, the secret realm of elixir-forming spiritual objects that steadily produces pure chalcedony and the third-level spiritual beasts raised in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain are the greatest wealth.

If the legacy of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect can be accepted, the Hehuan Sect's foundation will immediately rise to the top of the Danjie-level sects, and the chance of transforming into an infant will be much greater.

　　咻!

A flash of light passed by, and a circle of blood appeared on Jiuru Fairy's fair neck, and the blood was like a drop.

With a look of despair in her eyes, she discovered that along with the blood, all her true energy was flowing away, and she didn't even have the strength to use magic weapons or activate secret techniques.

The golden elixir in the qi sea of ​​Dantian seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, and there is no movement no matter how you call it.

She feebly covered the blood stains, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing from her fingers, and bright flowers bloomed on her plain white dress.

 After a few breaths, this pretty, innocent and amazingly charming girl passed away and fell heavily to the ground.

 The floating light made a short cry, turned, and left several phantoms in the air.

A blood hole appeared on the necks of the rugged man and the delicate swordsman at the same time, and blood bubbled gurglingly.

The two of them made a whooshing sound in their throats, but in the end they couldn't leave a word and their breath was cut off.

“Senior, Hong Lian is very grateful for your help...”

Hong Lian was in shock. She almost tried to use Fang Tiansheng's last trump card to save herself.

Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the worse, and the three alchemy monks died instantly.

With such a calm and gentle method, eight of the monks who took action became the Nascent Soul True Monarch, or the equally rare number of perfect monks with unparalleled combat power.

Just like Bai Zichen of the Qingfeng Sect, he could kill three Danjie masters instantly with such ease.

A pale green boy appeared from a distance. His steps were neither slow nor hasty, as if he had measured them with a ruler. Each step had a fixed distance.

In a matter of three or two steps, he arrived in front of the Ten Thousand Beasts Workshop from a distance, and the floating light let out a joyful scream and landed on his shoulder.

The light that instantly killed three people turned out to be a long-billed dove bird the size of a palm, covered in silver feathers.

This pale green young man reached out and touched the back of Fu Guangjiu, and in a low and hoarse voice, he said slowly: "I'm late."

Honglian looked at the familiar man with a familiar face, but his hair was all silver, and there was a deep tiredness that could not be erased in the corners of his eyes. His eyes turned red: "Uncle Feng Master, you are back..."

"Master is dead, Master Fang is dead, Senior Sister Hu is dead... everyone is dead, only the most useless one, me, survives."

Hong Lian’s knees weakened and she knelt on the ground, sobbing happily.

 She felt a powerful aura as deep as the sea on the young man in front of her and the floating dove, which was the trembling pressure of the Nascent Soul.

 The elder in the sect returned and became the Nascent Soul True Monarch. From then on, she had someone to rely on, and the sect’s burden no longer rested on her shoulders.

This is the first time he has cried since his fellow sect Master Jiedan committed suicide in front of Honglian and survived alone and returned to the sect.

"I already know that I have suffered a lot from you these years... When I make further breakthroughs in the Soul Controlling Scripture, I will go and meet the Son of Blood God for a while. One day, I will avenge Senior Brother Fang and the others."

Feng Moyun's tone was indifferent, as if he didn't have a trace of emotion, but the fingers holding the floating dove trembled slightly, revealing what he was thinking.

"You lead the people to clean up the situation. I will go and inform each sect that from today on, our sect will be renamed Wanshou Sect... Anyone who took something from this sect will vomit out."

 “I haven’t congratulated my uncle yet for coming to the throne and fulfilling the long-cherished wish of all the ancestors.”

Honglian calmed down her emotions and stood up from the ground.

The three leading Jiedan Masters suddenly died, and strong reinforcements came from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. How dare the remaining disciples of the Hehuan Sect dare to move.

With a single order, they all discarded their magical weapons, tied their hands and feet obediently, and waited for their fate.

Feng Moyun nodded slightly, his body turned into floating light, and he was dozens of miles away in an instant.

This light escaping speed is far beyond the limit that the early Yuanying monks can push, and it is obviously with the help of the power of the floating light dove.

“After the boundless sea of ​​suffering, there is such a world. Who can imagine that the legendary bitter cold land has become like that..."

Although he got an opportunity in the legendary land, he turned his natal spiritual beast Fuguangjiu into a fourth-level demon, and used this as an opportunity to survive the catastrophe and become a Nascent Soul monk.

 But the adventure along the way made Feng Moyun still frightened when he recalled it.

Even if you have the memory, if you go back and try again, you may fail halfway, and I dare not say that you can pass it 100%.

"After I have sorted out the affairs of the sect and have shown my strength that the families in the Northern Territory dare not underestimate, I will set off to the Southern Territory to complete the tasks entrusted by my seniors... Since I agreed, even if I know that this matter is meaningless, I will run away in vain. Even if you go there, you can’t break your promise.”

At the thought of this, the floating light dove merged directly into Feng Moyun's chest, and its escape speed increased by several percent, and the eyes could hardly catch up with the advancing floating light.

 (End of this chapter)