The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

An hour later.

All the disciples in the audience looked up at the sky with extremely solemn expressions.

The light blue vortex that appeared above the clearing was rotating at an alarmingly fast rate, buzzing loudly, and a huge funnel appeared in the air, constantly tearing at the surrounding void. If anyone dares to enter it at this time, they will be torn into pieces.

Five strong men in the late stage of foundation building were ready. Old Beggar Wu stood in the center, and the other four strong men surrounded him.

Old beggar Wu looked serious and muttered something:

"Qian is the sky, Kun is the earth, Xun is the wind, Zhen is the thunder, Kan is the water, Li is the fire, Gen is the mountain, Dui is the river, and the Eight Diagrams go against the universe."

"Qian Dui is gold, Gen Kun is earth, Kan is water, Li is fire, and Zhen Xun is wood."

"Five Elements and Bagua Array, wake up!"

As Old Beggar Wu roared, his spiritual light suddenly shone, and a Eight Diagrams shadow that was ten feet in size lit up. Tong Dachuan's fire power, Ling Xuehong's water power, and Shen Yunxia's gold power , Taoist Zhao's power of earth and old beggar Wu's power of wood were injected into it.

Five colors of golden, green, red, blue and yellow light shone, and the Bagua began to rotate slowly, gradually making a roaring sound. At the same time, the five colors of light merged with each other, and gradually transformed into black and white, and an extremely powerful pressure began to leak out.

Just when many disciples were trembling and about to kneel down, old beggar Wu, who was sweating profusely on his forehead, shouted loudly:

"Certainly!"

The Black and White Bagua flew out in an instant, rushed towards the high-speed rotating vortex in the air, and quickly merged into it. The originally spinning vortex gradually stopped, and an opening about ten feet wide appeared in the middle of the vortex.

The opening was so dark that nothing could be seen clearly.

"Quick, disciples of Huang Maple Valley, hurry in! This Five Elements Bagua array can only hold the entrance for a cup of tea, hurry!"

The disciples of the five sects have already been divided into five teams and are ready to enter the secret realm.

After hearing this, the disciples of Huang Maple Valley did not dare to neglect, they all flew towards the opening and entered the secret passage one after another.

Then the disciples of Lingxi Sect, Changhe Sect, Xuantian Sect, and Beast Control Sect all entered the secret passage one after another.

In the passage, everyone was silent, completely releasing their consciousness, and alerting everyone around them. These disciples all know that once they enter the secret realm and escape the sight of the escorting elders, no one can be trusted anymore. There are dangers everywhere, and life and death are on a thin line.

Zhan Nianchuan looked calm and flew forward unhurriedly.

The passage was not long, about thirty feet long. Zhan Nianchuan flew out quickly. Before he could see the specific situation of the exit, his body suddenly sank, and a huge force covered him. Flowers and people disappeared without a trace at the exit.

...

"Crack! Crack!"

Like a bird with broken wings, Zhan Nianchuan fell straight from the sky, broke countless tree branches, and fell into a dense forest.

The moment he landed, Zhan Nianchuan jumped up with one palm, clenched his fist tightly, and observed everything around him vigilantly.

The trees here are much taller than those in the outside world. The dense branches and leaves make the forest under the forest dark. The rotten leaves that are several feet thick are stepping on the feet, and a damp and rotten smell is coming to the nostrils.

After a full cup of tea, his consciousness and magic power returned to their original state. This made him feel a little relieved and free to experience this secret realm at the southern foot.

"What a rich aura of heaven and earth!"

Although he had expected it, Zhan Nianchuan still looked shocked. The concentration of spiritual energy here was dozens of times that of the outside world, which made his pores relax and feel particularly comfortable.

"It's a pity that the secret realm can only be opened for sixty days. We have to hurry up and find the spiritual grass, otherwise it would be a good choice to practice here." Zhan Nianchuan thought to himself.

Taking out the white jade disk issued by the sect, it clearly showed the location of Zhan Nianchuan, which was slightly southwest of the secret realm.

In Zhan Nianchuan's memory, there is a place hundreds of miles north of here where Jinyangcao, one of the three elixirs, is produced, and hundreds of miles east, there is another place rich in cloud tobacco, another elixir. , the value is also very high, but it is not the spiritual grass needed to refine the foundation building pill.

But Zhan Nianchuan’s goal is not these two places. His goal is the Qingluo Desert three thousand miles away. One of the oasis is rich in golden sunflower. This is the spiritual grass necessary for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill, and its yield is very high. There are as many as thirty flowers.

If it weren't for the gambling battle among the five sects, Zhan Nianchuan would not have chosen the most competitive elixir-producing areas. Instead, he would have fought steadily and slowly to snatch them away, but that was definitely not possible now.

Zhan Nianchuan's sword flew up and shot towards the Qingluo Desert.

Now, in terms of speed alone, there is still a clear gap between him and those ninth-level disciples, and his speed is about the same as that of ordinary eighth-level Qi Condensation disciples.

I encountered several escaping lights along the way, and they all passed by as if in tacit agreement, without any conflict.

Zhan Nianchuan understood it after thinking for a moment. Now that the secret realm has just opened and everyone is still on the way to the place where the elixir is produced, it is impossible to start the fight before the elixir is seen. Wouldn't it be an advantage for others? .

Thinking of this, Zhan Nianchuan felt slightly relieved, and quickly flew forward as soon as he raised his magic power.

When passing by a cold pool, Zhan Nianchuan knew that the first- and sixth-level monster poison dart frogs often appeared below, so he deliberately flew up several feet high, hoping to directly pass by.

"No, there's an ambush!"

As soon as Zhan Nianchuan flew upward, he felt several strong winds blowing towards his head.

Phoenix magic technique, wind blade technique!

His face darkened instantly, and he snorted coldly, flicked his fingers and ejected several fireballs, directly meeting the wind blades that were coming.

With a loud bang.

The fireballs exploded, and the wind blades scattered. The two sides fought evenly.

Zhan Nianchuan had to lower his escape light to avoid the explosion range. At this time, the poison dart frogs below all made a strange cry, and several long tongues shot out like sharp arrows, trying to drag Zhan Nianchuan into their mouths.

In Zhan Nianchuan's spiritual sense, a golden bead came from behind like lightning, hitting his back directly.

Someone actually used the poison dart frogs below to set traps to hunt passing disciples!

"Hehe, kid, you didn't expect it, our trap would kill even the ninth-level perfect disciples. You are a third-level Qi Condensation chicken, go with peace of mind, I will accept your magic tools and items with pleasure."

A man in a yellow robe with a crooked mouth appeared, smiling at Zhan Nianchuan who was already in a desperate situation in the sky.

"This kid has the third level of Qi Condensation. He must be the direct descendant of some big shot. He must have a lot of life-saving tools. Maybe we'll make it this time."

On the other side of the cold pond, a short monk also appeared and looked at Zhan Nianchuan with a smile on his face.

As if to confirm the short man's words, a small shield with blue light flashing and amazing spiritual fluctuations suddenly appeared under Zhan Nianchuan's feet, completely blocking the attack of the poison dart frog, and at the same time threw out several talismans to block behind him.

There were a series of explosions, and the talismans were smashed through by the golden beads like waste paper, hitting Zhan Nianchuan's back heavily. Zhan Nianchuan let out a shrill scream, was smashed more than ten feet away, and fell heavily on the shore of the cold pond, stirring up a large amount of dust.