The Rise of the Shen Family

Chapter 680 Triple Conspiracy

2020-11-11 Author: Shenmu Jindao

Chapter 680

In a cave on the back mountain of Qingyunmen, Qingyang Daoist in a white robe is sitting on the head with a serious expression, and beside him is a group of Tiantian Daoist.

In order to get a glimpse of Yuanying Dao, this old man has never asked about the Zongmen's affairs for nearly a hundred years. I never thought that the situation of Zongmen and Lingnan would turn into what it is now.

After Zhenren Zhenzhen told the major events that happened in the Zongmen and Lingnan Immortal Realm in the past hundred years to Master Qingyang, the latter couldn't help sighing, and there was a hint of regret in that vicissitudes of life.

A hundred years ago, in order to fully attack the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Stage, he handed over all the affairs of the sect to the joint management of Ziyun Master and Cangsu Master at that time.

Now, when he returned to the sect again, he found that things had changed.

Zhentian Zhentian, who was still a foundation-building monk back then, had successfully formed an alchemy, while Ziyun Zhenren, who was an old man of the sect, unexpectedly passed away.

In the current sect, there are not many people he still knows

After all, time has passed in a hurry, and nearly a hundred years have passed. How many hundred years can even a foundation-building monk live?

And the most important thing is that during the hundred years of his retreat, the situation in Lingnan's world of cultivating immortals has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the Promise Sect will definitely unite with foreign cultivators.

On this side, Zhentian Zhenren just sat there quietly and did not speak.

Back then when he was still a cultivator of Foundation Establishment, Master Qingyang was already a late-Gold Core powerhouse who was well-known in the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation World, and there was no intersection between the two of them at all.

So now sitting face to face together, he can't say what it is.

How is Junior Brother Cang Su?

Master Qingyang turned his head to look at Master Zhentian, and said slowly.

Senior Brother Cangsu is still in a coma, but the injuries in his body are showing signs of getting better!

Tian Zhenren sighed with a dignified expression.

Hearing this, Master Qingyang couldn't help but slightly nodded his head, and his frowning brows relaxed a little.

Cangsu real person is the old Jindan real person of the sect. Not only has his cultivation reached the middle stage of Jindan, but he also has extremely rich experience in handling various major sect affairs.

At this time, whether it is physical strength, wisdom, knowledge, or experience, he is at the peak of his entire cultivation career, and it is also the time when he is the best at being a teacher.

Therefore, if Master Cangsu fell just like this, it would definitely be a huge loss for the current Qingyun Sect.

After a moment of silence, Master Qingyang asked again:

What about the casualties of sect disciples and various property losses in this battle?

In this battle, almost half of the inner disciples in the foundation building period were killed or injured, and there were thousands of outer disciples and handyman disciples in the Qi training period.

Fortunately, senior brother Cangsu and I transferred the inner disciples and true disciples of the Qi training period to the back mountain in advance before the start of the war. There were no casualties among these people.

After hearing this, Master Qingyang's extremely gloomy complexion became slightly better, and the fierce killing intent on his body gradually dissipated.

Those who can become Qing Yun sect's inner sect disciples during the Qi training period are all people with excellent spiritual roots, and as for the sect's true disciples, they are even future golden core seedlings.

Now in the huge Qingyun sect, there are a total of 12 inner disciples in the qi training period, and there are only six true disciples who can be trained as future golden core masters.

These talents are the basis for Qingyunmen to continue to pass on.

In addition, nearly 400 buildings in various places in the sect collapsed, and nearly 300 acres of various medicinal fields were damaged, including several third-tier medicinal gardens.

The sect's protective array is almost paralyzed because the base of the formation is too damaged. The protective arrays of the four cities under Qingyun Mountain also need to be repaired.

Zhentian Zhentian reported the damage to Qingyang Zhenren in detail in all parts of the sect, and the sum of these losses was as high as nearly a million low-grade spirit stones.

With such a huge number of spirit stones, even Qingyunmen, a big sect that has been passed down on the land of Lingnan for thousands of years, would be exhausted if they tried to collect them.

In addition to consuming a large amount of spiritual stones to rebuild the mountain gate, the pensions for those disciples who died in battle will also be a large expenditure, and there is a need to reward some families for their merits.

With the meager family background in the sect today, it is impossible to afford these expenses!

Zhen Tian couldn't help looking up at Master Qingyun, and said in a deep voice.

Over the past few decades, Qingyunmen has spared no effort to provide Daoist Qingyang with all its strength, so that it can successfully hit the threshold of Yuanying Dao.

And this not only exhausted the Qingyun sect's thousands of years of accumulated wealth, but also ruthlessly wiped out all the families, big and small, in the four counties of Qingyun.

Although Master Qingyang has now fulfilled his wish to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, there is only an empty shell left in Qingyunmen.

Here, Master Qingyang fell into silence. He naturally knew how much resources the sect had consumed in order to fully support his cultivation these years, which was a huge astronomical figure.

And only he himself knows that the resources provided by the Zongmen only account for one-third of the total resources he consumed during the entire baby gathering process.

If he hadn't had another chance, he wouldn't have taken that last step at all!

Someone will pay for the cost of rebuilding the mountain gate and the expenses of caring for the disciples who died in battle!

After a moment of silence, Master Qingyang's murderous words suddenly rang slowly in Zhentian's ears.

After hearing this, Zhentian Zhentian couldn't help but look up at him, the former obviously understood the meaning of Qingyang Zhenren's words.

Passing down the law of my seat, the Law Enforcement Hall immediately dispatched to conduct a thorough investigation of all the aristocratic families in Pingzhou. Any family that had previously joined the Wuji Sect or secretly supported the Wuji Sect will be killed without pardon, and all family properties will be confiscated.

Furthermore, various aristocratic families in Pingzhou are allowed to report and report. If the defendant's charges are confirmed, the whistleblower will get the reward he deserves!

Master Qingyang's two words directly turned into two beams of spiritual light that flew out of the cave, and then reverberated over the entire Qingyun Mountain.

Say what you say, this is Nascent Soul Great Cultivator!

When that solemn and solemn voice suddenly sounded in the sky, several bright auras rose directly from Qingyun Mountain to the sky, flying away towards the distance.

On this side, Master Qingyang's metaphors did not immediately dissipate with the wind, but rolled towards every corner of Pingzhou by the ubiquitous breeze.

. . . . . .

Yunbei City, the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance was standing on a high-rise building, his deep eyes were cast on the top of Qingyun Mountain from afar.

finally come!

He had put the fate of the entire family on Qing Yunmen before, and now it was finally time for this round of reshuffle.

At the same time, the aristocratic families all over Pingzhou became restless in an instant, and everyone knew that a round of bloody killing was about to begin.

. . . . . .

In the cave house at the back of Qingyun Mountain, Zhentian Zhentian hesitated for a moment before saying:

Senior brother, using such iron and blood methods to deal with those aristocratic families may only make some of them more resolutely join the Wuji sect.

Hearing these words, a look of loneliness flashed across the vicissitudes of Master Qingyang's face.

After coming here for a long time, he sighed faintly:

Why doesn't this old man know, it's just that time doesn't wait for me

Brother, what do you mean?

Zhen Tian raised his head to look at Qing Yang who looked lonely, and asked in puzzlement.

However, the latter just smiled faintly, and did not answer Zhentian Zhenren directly.

By the way, why don't you see Zhuqing?

Master Qingyang suddenly remembered something, and asked again.

When the sect was in crisis, Senior Brother Cangsu and I had already prepared for the worst, and sent Senior Nephew Zhuqing to go to the secret stronghold in the Hengdan Mountains for retreat in advance.

Facing the question, Zhen Tian said slowly.

I sent someone to send the news of my brother's exit to him yesterday, so he should know about it by now.

Hearing this, Master Qingyang nodded slightly.

Long Zhuqing was a personal disciple he took in one year before he retreated into the Nascent Soul Realm, and he had high hopes for this disciple back then.

However, due to the long-term retreat, he did not personally teach this disciple for a long time, so he still felt very owed in his heart.

. . . . . .

After Master Qingyang discussed the reconstruction of the mountain gate and the liquidation of those families, the two of them began to analyze the current chaotic Lingnan situation.

The battle a few days ago was due to the sudden retreat of the fifth-level corpse, but as long as that foreign force is not wiped out or withdraws from Lingnan, the war between us and it will never end.

Master Qingyang looked at Zhentian Zhen beside him, and said with an extremely serious expression.

Hearing this, Zhentian Zhen nodded slowly, apparently he also understood that the Zongmen had been inseparable from the Wuji Sect and that foreign force.

It's just that this foreign force seems to have a strong background, and at the same time has Nascent Soul monks. With our current power, it may not be an easy task to completely eradicate or expel it.

At this time, Master Qingyang, who was sitting upright, shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice:

The old man has already figured it out these days, the reason why that foreign force came to Lingnan should be to avoid enemies from outside.

And the pattern of light that suddenly appeared in the sky that day was the Nascent Soul cultivator from Lingbei who detected their traces.

So the old man guesses that it won't be long before someone from Lingbei's world of cultivating immortals will come!

Master Qingyang's words made Master Zhentian stunned, because the amount of information contained in it was too great.

Someone from Lingbei will enter the land of Lingnan!

You must know that since their ancestors were exiled to the land of Lingnan, their connection with the world of cultivating immortals in Lingbei has long been severed.

In the past ten thousand years, no one from Lingbei has ever entered the land of Lingnan!

But this time, people from Lingbei entered Lingnan, and for everyone in Lingnan, it was a blessing or a curse!

It is an opportunity for us that people from Lingbei to enter Lingnan this time, but the most important thing for us right now is to strengthen our own strength.

Master Qingyang's voice rang in Zhentian's ears again.

Brother, what do you mean?

Zhen Tian looked up at Master Qingyang, but when he saw the look in the latter's eyes, he seemed to understand.

The old man will go for a walk near the sea in a few days, and pay a visit to the two fellow Taoists of the Loose Cultivation Alliance!

. . . . . .

Luqiu Mountain, in a hall of the Wuji Sect.

Jun Shan, who was dressed in a black robe, sat on the first seat, and on both sides of him were Wushang and Ye Ming, who had successfully formed alchemy.

The entire hall was silent, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing.

After a long silence, Master Jun Shan sighed slowly:

I didn't expect the old man Qingyang to achieve the Supreme Nascent Soul Dao!

His feeble voice was full of loneliness, jealousy, and deep unwillingness, but more of it seemed to be envy.

He and Master Qingyang are almost the same generation of Lingnan monks, and he was also a famous late Jindan monk in Lingnan back then.

And the common goal of the two of them is to get a glimpse of the Nascent Soul Dao.

Now the other party has succeeded, and he himself almost died in order to get a glimpse of the Nascent Soul Dao, so he had to turn to the ghost way, reduced to the appearance of neither human nor ghost.

How could this make him happy!

But no matter how reluctant he was, it was already a certainty that Master Qingyang would become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The Qingyun sect suffered heavy casualties this time, and now Master Qingyang has become a Nascent Soul cultivator again, which is extremely unfavorable to us!

Master Wushang said with a worried face.

At this time, Ye Ming, who was full of strange white hair, suddenly said:

If those outsiders hadn't suddenly retreated that day, we wouldn't have fallen short. Maybe we would have destroyed Qing Yunmen long ago.

Regarding his words, Master Junshan and Master Wushang remained silent.

Although this was indeed true, they did not dare to question those outsiders, especially at this time when the other party had already revealed the Nascent Soul cultivator.

In the end, Master Junshan spoke slowly and decided:

Okay, it's useless to talk about the past. Now we have to join hands with those outsiders to fight against the Qingyang old ghost who has become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

. . . . . .

Somewhere in the Hengduan Mountains, in a dark and damp cave, a boundless and strange black mist is overflowing from one of the caves with a closed stone door.

In front of the closed stone gate, two ghost-faced men in black robes knelt there tremblingly, their faces hidden behind the ghost-face mask had already turned pale, and beside them was the terrifying human-shaped corpse.

I don't know how long it took before the black mist in the cave began to slowly weaken, and a powerful sense of consciousness shrouded the two men in black robes with ghost faces.

At this time, a strange and hoarse voice came from behind the stone gate.

Old man Qingxu of Xuanji Temple has deduced the traces of this seat. If you come to the five holy places in the Eastern Region, you will know the traces of this seat in the near future and will definitely send people to come.

Now that I have successfully seized my home, I will be able to leave the seclusion in a few days. The two of you will take this Nine Nether Blood Corpse to protect this seat. Don't let anyone disturb this seat to retreat!

Subordinates understand!

The two men in black robes with ghost faces hurriedly knelt down and responded.

After a few breaths, the cave fell into a strange silence again, and those extremely evil black mist overflowed from behind the stone door again.

. . . . . .

(It will not be anti-theft today, and I will consider whether to continue after seeing the results.)

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The Rise of the Shen Family - Chapter 680: Tripartite Conspiracy

2020-11-11 Author: Shenmu Jindao

Chapter 680

In a cave on the back mountain of Qingyunmen, Qingyang Daoist in a white robe is sitting on the head with a serious expression, and beside him is a group of Tiantian Daoist.

In order to get a glimpse of Yuanying Dao, this old man has never asked about the Zongmen's affairs for nearly a hundred years. I never thought that the situation of Zongmen and Lingnan would turn into what it is now.

After Zhenren Zhenzhen told the major events that happened in the Zongmen and Lingnan Immortal Realm in the past hundred years to Master Qingyang, the latter couldn't help sighing, and there was a hint of regret in that vicissitudes of life.

A hundred years ago, in order to fully attack the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Stage, he handed over all the affairs of the sect to the joint management of Ziyun Master and Cangsu Master at that time.

Now, when he returned to the sect again, he found that things had changed.

Zhentian Zhentian, who was still a foundation-building monk back then, had successfully formed an alchemy, while Ziyun Zhenren, who was an old man of the sect, unexpectedly passed away.

In the current sect, there are not many people he still knows

After all, time has passed in a hurry, and nearly a hundred years have passed. How many hundred years can even a foundation-building monk live?

And the most important thing is that during the hundred years of his retreat, the situation in Lingnan's world of cultivating immortals has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the Promise Sect will definitely unite with foreign cultivators.

On this side, Zhentian Zhenren just sat there quietly and did not speak.

Back then when he was still a cultivator of Foundation Establishment, Master Qingyang was already a late-Gold Core powerhouse who was well-known in the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation World, and there was no intersection between the two of them at all.

So now sitting face to face together, he can't say what it is.

How is Junior Brother Cang Su?

Master Qingyang turned his head to look at Master Zhentian, and said slowly.

Senior Brother Cangsu is still in a coma, but the injuries in his body are showing signs of getting better!

Tian Zhenren sighed with a dignified expression.

Hearing this, Master Qingyang couldn't help but slightly nodded his head, and his frowning brows relaxed a little.

Cangsu real person is the old Jindan real person of the sect. Not only has his cultivation reached the middle stage of Jindan, but he also has extremely rich experience in handling various major sect affairs.

At this time, whether it is physical strength, wisdom, knowledge, or experience, he is at the peak of his entire cultivation career, and it is also the time when he is the best at being a teacher.

Therefore, if Master Cangsu fell just like this, it would definitely be a huge loss for the current Qingyun Sect.

After a moment of silence, Master Qingyang asked again:

What about the casualties of sect disciples and various property losses in this battle?

In this battle, almost half of the inner disciples in the foundation building period were killed or injured, and there were thousands of outer disciples and handyman disciples in the Qi training period.

Fortunately, senior brother Cangsu and I transferred the inner disciples and true disciples of the Qi training period to the back mountain in advance before the start of the war. There were no casualties among these people.

After hearing this, Master Qingyang's extremely gloomy complexion became slightly better, and the fierce killing intent on his body gradually dissipated.

Those who can become Qing Yun sect's inner sect disciples during the Qi training period are all people with excellent spiritual roots, and as for the sect's true disciples, they are even future golden core seedlings.

Now in the huge Qingyun sect, there are a total of 12 inner disciples in the qi training period, and there are only six true disciples who can be trained as future golden core masters.

These talents are the basis for Qingyunmen to continue to pass on.

In addition, nearly 400 buildings in various places in the sect collapsed, and nearly 300 acres of various medicinal fields were damaged, including several third-tier medicinal gardens.

The sect's protective array is almost paralyzed because the base of the formation is too damaged. The protective arrays of the four cities under Qingyun Mountain also need to be repaired.

Zhentian Zhentian reported the damage to Qingyang Zhenren in detail in all parts of the sect, and the sum of these losses was as high as nearly a million low-grade spirit stones.

With such a huge number of spirit stones, even Qingyunmen, a big sect that has been passed down on the land of Lingnan for thousands of years, would be exhausted if they tried to collect them.

In addition to consuming a large amount of spiritual stones to rebuild the mountain gate, the pensions for those disciples who died in battle will also be a large expenditure, and there is a need to reward some families for their merits.

With the meager family background in the sect today, it is impossible to afford these expenses!

Zhen Tian couldn't help looking up at Master Qingyun, and said in a deep voice.

Over the past few decades, Qingyunmen has spared no effort to provide Daoist Qingyang with all its strength, so that it can successfully hit the threshold of Yuanying Dao.

And this not only exhausted the Qingyun sect's thousands of years of accumulated wealth, but also ruthlessly wiped out all the families, big and small, in the four counties of Qingyun.

Although Master Qingyang has now fulfilled his wish to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, there is only an empty shell left in Qingyunmen.

Here, Master Qingyang fell into silence. He naturally knew how much resources the sect had consumed in order to fully support his cultivation these years, which was a huge astronomical figure.

And only he himself knows that the resources provided by the Zongmen only account for one-third of the total resources he consumed during the entire baby gathering process.

If he hadn't had another chance, he wouldn't have taken that last step at all!

Someone will pay for the cost of rebuilding the mountain gate and the expenses of caring for the disciples who died in battle!

After a moment of silence, Master Qingyang's murderous words suddenly rang slowly in Zhentian's ears.

After hearing this, Zhentian Zhentian couldn't help but look up at him, the former obviously understood the meaning of Qingyang Zhenren's words.

Passing down the law of my seat, the Law Enforcement Hall immediately dispatched to conduct a thorough investigation of all the aristocratic families in Pingzhou. Any family that had previously joined the Wuji Sect or secretly supported the Wuji Sect will be killed without pardon, and all family properties will be confiscated.

Furthermore, various aristocratic families in Pingzhou are allowed to report and report. If the defendant's charges are confirmed, the whistleblower will get the reward he deserves!

Master Qingyang's two words directly turned into two beams of spiritual light that flew out of the cave, and then reverberated over the entire Qingyun Mountain.

Say what you say, this is Nascent Soul Great Cultivator!

When that solemn and solemn voice suddenly sounded in the sky, several bright auras rose directly from Qingyun Mountain to the sky, flying away towards the distance.

On this side, Master Qingyang's metaphors did not immediately dissipate with the wind, but rolled towards every corner of Pingzhou by the ubiquitous breeze.

. . . . . .

Yunbei City, the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance was standing on a high-rise building, his deep eyes were cast on the top of Qingyun Mountain from afar.

finally come!

He had put the fate of the entire family on Qing Yunmen before, and now it was finally time for this round of reshuffle.

At the same time, the aristocratic families all over Pingzhou became restless in an instant, and everyone knew that a round of bloody killing was about to begin.

. . . . . .

In the cave house at the back of Qingyun Mountain, Zhentian Zhentian hesitated for a moment before saying:

Senior brother, using such iron and blood methods to deal with those aristocratic families may only make some of them more resolutely join the Wuji sect.

Hearing these words, a look of loneliness flashed across the vicissitudes of Master Qingyang's face.

After coming here for a long time, he sighed faintly:

Why doesn't this old man know, it's just that time doesn't wait for me

Brother, what do you mean?

Zhen Tian raised his head to look at Qing Yang who looked lonely, and asked in puzzlement.

However, the latter just smiled faintly, and did not answer Zhentian Zhenren directly.

By the way, why don't you see Zhuqing?

Master Qingyang suddenly remembered something, and asked again.

When the sect was in crisis, Senior Brother Cangsu and I had already prepared for the worst, and sent Senior Nephew Zhuqing to go to the secret stronghold in the Hengdan Mountains for retreat in advance.

Facing the question, Zhen Tian said slowly.

I sent someone to send the news of my brother's exit to him yesterday, so he should know about it by now.

Hearing this, Master Qingyang nodded slightly.

Long Zhuqing was a personal disciple he took in one year before he retreated into the Nascent Soul Realm, and he had high hopes for this disciple back then.

However, due to the long-term retreat, he did not personally teach this disciple for a long time, so he still felt very owed in his heart.

. . . . . .

After Master Qingyang discussed the reconstruction of the mountain gate and the liquidation of those families, the two of them began to analyze the current chaotic Lingnan situation.

The battle a few days ago was due to the sudden retreat of the fifth-level corpse, but as long as that foreign force is not wiped out or withdraws from Lingnan, the war between us and it will never end.

Master Qingyang looked at Zhentian Zhen beside him, and said with an extremely serious expression.

Hearing this, Zhentian Zhen nodded slowly, apparently he also understood that the Zongmen had been inseparable from the Wuji Sect and that foreign force.

It's just that this foreign force seems to have a strong background, and at the same time has Nascent Soul monks. With our current power, it may not be an easy task to completely eradicate or expel it.

At this time, Master Qingyang, who was sitting upright, shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice:

The old man has already figured it out these days, the reason why that foreign force came to Lingnan should be to avoid enemies from outside.

And the pattern of light that suddenly appeared in the sky that day was the Nascent Soul cultivator from Lingbei who detected their traces.

So the old man guesses that it won't be long before someone from Lingbei's world of cultivating immortals will come!

Master Qingyang's words made Master Zhentian stunned, because the amount of information contained in it was too great.

Someone from Lingbei will enter the land of Lingnan!

You must know that since their ancestors were exiled to the land of Lingnan, their connection with the world of cultivating immortals in Lingbei has long been severed.

In the past ten thousand years, no one from Lingbei has ever entered the land of Lingnan!

But this time, people from Lingbei entered Lingnan, and for everyone in Lingnan, it was a blessing or a curse!

It is an opportunity for us that people from Lingbei to enter Lingnan this time, but the most important thing for us right now is to strengthen our own strength.

Master Qingyang's voice rang in Zhentian's ears again.

Brother, what do you mean?

Zhen Tian looked up at Master Qingyang, but when he saw the look in the latter's eyes, he seemed to understand.

The old man will go for a walk near the sea in a few days, and pay a visit to the two fellow Taoists of the Loose Cultivation Alliance!

. . . . . .

Luqiu Mountain, in a hall of the Wuji Sect.

Jun Shan, who was dressed in a black robe, sat on the first seat, and on both sides of him were Wushang and Ye Ming, who had successfully formed alchemy.

The entire hall was silent, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing.

After a long silence, Master Jun Shan sighed slowly:

I didn't expect the old man Qingyang to achieve the Supreme Nascent Soul Dao!

His feeble voice was full of loneliness, jealousy, and deep unwillingness, but more of it seemed to be envy.

He and Master Qingyang are almost the same generation of Lingnan monks, and he was also a famous late Jindan monk in Lingnan back then.

And the common goal of the two of them is to get a glimpse of the Nascent Soul Dao.

Now the other party has succeeded, and he himself almost died in order to get a glimpse of the Nascent Soul Dao, so he had to turn to the ghost way, reduced to the appearance of neither human nor ghost.

How could this make him happy!

But no matter how reluctant he was, it was already a certainty that Master Qingyang would become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The Qingyun sect suffered heavy casualties this time, and now Master Qingyang has become a Nascent Soul cultivator again, which is extremely unfavorable to us!

Master Wushang said with a worried face.

At this time, Ye Ming, who was full of strange white hair, suddenly said:

If those outsiders hadn't retreated suddenly that day, we wouldn't have fallen short, and we might have already destroyed Qing Yunmen.

Regarding his words, Master Junshan and Master Wushang remained silent.

Although this was indeed true, they did not dare to question those outsiders, especially at this time when the other party had already revealed the Nascent Soul cultivator.

In the end, Master Junshan spoke slowly and decided:

Okay, it's useless to talk about the past. Now we have to join hands with those outsiders to fight against the Qingyang old ghost who has become a Nascent Soul cultivator.

. . . . . .

Somewhere in the Hengduan Mountains, in a dark and damp cave, a boundless and strange black mist is overflowing from one of the caves with a closed stone door.

In front of the closed stone gate, two ghost-faced men in black robes knelt there tremblingly, their faces hidden behind the ghost-face mask had already turned pale, and beside them was the terrifying human-shaped corpse.

I don't know how long it took before the black mist in the cave began to slowly weaken, and a powerful sense of consciousness shrouded the two men in black robes with ghost faces.

At this time, a strange and hoarse voice came from behind the stone gate.

Old man Qingxu of Xuanji Temple has deduced the traces of this seat. If you come to the five holy places in the Eastern Region, you will know the traces of this seat in the near future and will definitely send people to come.

Now that I have successfully seized my home, I will be able to leave the seclusion in a few days. The two of you will take this Nine Nether Blood Corpse to protect this seat. Don't let anyone disturb this seat to retreat!

Subordinates understand!

The two men in black robes with ghost faces hurriedly knelt down and responded.

After a few breaths, the cave fell into a strange silence again, and those extremely evil black mist overflowed from behind the stone door again.

. . . . . .

(It will not be anti-theft today, and I will consider whether to continue after seeing the results.)