The Rise of the Shen Family - v2 Chapter 731

Above the height of more than ten thousand meters, the tyrannical wind raged freely here, and countless horrible auras swept out of the spatial cracks that suddenly appeared and quickly closed.

At this height, even those Jindan real people who have trained their body protection supernatural powers standing here will be blown into meat by the sharp wind and unpredictable spatial turbulence.

However, just above this vague sky, there seems to be a figure slowly moving in the howling wind. He is dressed in a blue robe, and there is a path paved with aura at his feet. Every step of the way is Can instantly move dozens of miles away.

At this time, the man in Tsing Yi was holding an extremely simple but mysterious compass in his hand. The rusted pointer on the compass was turning slightly, seeming to be guiding the man to a certain coordinate.

Looking at the pointer that was shaking back and forth, the man couldn’t help frowning, and whispered to himself:

“It seems that this should be the place where [Xuanjiyin] dropped…”

After all, his sharp eyes directly passed through the raging wind and the thick original layer, and shot onto a beautiful mountain on the plain.

I saw that there were many exquisite buildings on this Lingshan Mountain, and there was a simple stone stele at the foot of the mountain, with the word “Qingyun” engraved on it.

And just as the man quietly looked up and down the Qingyun Gate, a touch of surprise suddenly burst into his cold eyes.

“Unexpectedly, in such a thin place with spiritual energy, the Nascent Soul cultivator could be born…”

The man in Tsing Yi was named Situ Changkong, and he was born in the sacred land of the Eastern Region, the Sword Sect of Ten Thousand Paths.

Now he is only more than five hundred years old, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and his swordsmanship has made him superb. Ordinary late stage Nascent cultivators are not his opponents.

And the reason why he traversed the two regions alone this time, from the Eastern Region into the Southern Region, and at the same time traversing the extremely dangerous Hengduan Mountains, was precisely to chase down the Yuan Ying-period Demon Cultivator who escaped into the Lingnan Cultivation Realm. .

As for the reason, it is entirely for a love character!

Situ Changkong’s beloved person was killed by that demon cultivator or made a corpse. He came to kill the demon alone this time to avenge his beloved!

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In a cave mansion in the mountain behind the Qingyun Gate, the real man Qingyang was sitting cross-legged and floating on a spiritual cave, and on top of his head there was a large formation blooming with a light blue light slowly rotating.

I saw that in the groove around this large formation, there were several crystal clear spirit stones, and the fluctuation of spiritual power emitted by each spirit stone was thousands or even ten thousand times that of ordinary low-grade spirit stones.

Amazingly, they are all very rare high-grade spirit stones in the Lingnan cultivating world!

In addition to these high-grade spiritual stones, there are piles of middle-grade and low-grade spiritual stones in the groove, which are turning into powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, thereby releasing pure auras.

At this time, shrouding the real person of Qingyang is a fourth-order [Spirit Gathering Array], which can transform the surrounding spirit stones into pure auras, gather the heaven and earth auras in the cave, and fully supply the former for cultivation.

After all, Qingyun Mountain is only a fourth-order high-grade spirit mountain. Now that the real Qingyang person has achieved Yuan Ying Dadao, the aura provided by Qingyun Mountain has naturally begun to be unable to satisfy his daily meditation practice.

Therefore, as a last resort, Majestic Qingyang can only deploy the fourth-order [Spirit Gathering Array] in the cave, and then rely on refining a large number of spiritual stones to meet his own cultivation needs.

But even so, this method can only barely maintain the minimum requirement of Japan and North Korea to consume spiritual power, and cannot use refining spiritual power to improve one’s own cultivation.

However, the fourth-order [Spirit Gathering Array] consumes a large amount of spirit stones for daily operation, and only high-grade spirit stones will be replaced every ten days.

Such a luxurious usage can only be temporarily supported by Qingyunmen with thousands of years of sect heritage, but it will not last long.

At this time, the real person Qingyang was sitting cradled in the sky above the spiritual cave with his eyes closed, and in front of him was floating a broken ink-colored residual sword, exuding a violent aura.

It was the broken Tier 5 spirit treasure that was provided for in the Qingyunmen Patriarch Hall!

This ink-colored remnant sword was obtained by a certain Golden Core ancestor of Qingyunmen from the relics of the sea more than a thousand years ago. Although it can only be regarded as a relic of an obliterating spirit, it is still enshrined in the ancestor hall. As the last killer of Qingyunmen.

And because the evil spirit contained in this ink-colored residual sword is too heavy, and it is a fifth-tier spirit treasure, the real people of the Qingyunmen Golden Core of the past had to pay an extremely heavy price if they wanted to spur this sword.

It’s like the real Cangsu who relied on this ink-colored residual sword to fight against the three late Jindan monks of the Wujizong that day was the price of his seat of life.

Now that the real person Qingyang has become the Nascent Soul monk, he is naturally capable of refining this spiritual treasure for his use, and there is no need to worry about the backlash of the evil spirit hidden in the sword.

Madam Qingyang is carefully refining this ink-colored remnant sword, and the red spiritual power in his body has continuously poured into the interior of the remnant sword, dropping the imprint of the soul on it.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened those turbid eyes, and his white eyebrows couldn’t help but frowned, and an extremely heavy expression appeared on the faces all around him.

In the next moment, True Person Qingyang immediately put away the ink-colored remnant sword in the cave mansion, and after a flash of his figure, he instantly disappeared into the empty cave mansion.

When his figure reappeared, he had already arrived at the sky above Qingyun Mountain, carefully shuttled through the raging wind and the turbulent spatial turbulence.

After a long time, the real person Qingyang stood suspended in the wind, the vicissitudes of life is still extremely solemn, it seems to be looking for something in this bad wind.

At this moment, a man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared hundreds of meters away from where he was standing, and the other party seemed to be waiting for his arrival.

The sudden appearance of the man in Tsing Yi shocked the real Qing Yang. The other party could easily come to him not far away without being noticed by him. The cultivation base was obviously far above him.

However, he did not feel the fear and horror of the transition, but rather politely walked towards the man in Tsing Yi standing not far away:

“Old man Qingyang, I have met fellow Daoists!”

Situ Changkong faintly looked at the real person Qing Yang, but soon frowned his sword eyebrows, and an inconspicuous look of disappointment flashed through his cold eyes.

On this side, when True Person Qingyang noticed that the other person was looking at him, although there was no strange expression on his face, his heart couldn’t help but smile.

His own situation can be concealed from the real Jindan, but obviously he cannot conceal the foreign Yuan Yingqi cultivator whose cultivation base is far above him.

On the other side, Situ Changkong had long since retracted his gaze, and the cold expression like a sharp sword was restored on his stern face, and he no longer paid attention to the physical condition of True Person Qing Yang.

After all, when he was determined to come to Jade Demon by himself, he didn’t even think about needing a helper. However, he suddenly discovered that a Nascent Soul monk had appeared in the barbaric place before, and he temporarily appeared to join forces with the other to Jade Demon. Thoughts.

“This seat comes from the Sword Sect of Ten Thousand Paths, the holy land of the Eastern Region. This time I came here to punish a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator who fled from the Eastern Region to this place.”

Situ Changkong bluntly reported his own history and purpose of coming this time, but the real person Qing Yang on the other side was lost in thought.

Although the Lingnan Cultivation Realm has always been isolated from the world and didn’t know much about the situation on the other side of the Hengduan Mountains, the real person Qingyang, as a high-level Qingyunmen, knew some simple things.

After all, the founder of Qingyunmen came to the land of Lingnan from the other side of the Hengduan Mountains, and he also left some simple information about the other side of the Hengduan Mountains for future generations.

According to the real person in Qingyang, the other side of the Hengduan Mountains is a very vast world. The entire world is divided into five broad areas: east, south, west, north, and middle.

The land of Lingnan is located in a remote corner of the Southern Territory, and the Eastern Territory mentioned by the man in Tsing Yi is already very far away from the land of Lingnan.

After a few breaths, True Person Qingyang reacted and hurriedly bowed politely:

“The old man, on behalf of all the creatures in the Lingnan Cultivation Realm, thank you fellow daoists for coming and defending the way for me…”

True person Qingyang knew clearly that the man in Tsing Yi in front of him was the key to his Qingyunmen’s ability to quell the evil disaster, defeat the Wujizong, and complete the great cause of Lingnan unification.

So he put down the figure directly, complimented and praised the other party.

However, facing the gratitude of the real person Qingyang, Situ Changkong obviously didn’t care, and asked directly:

“I found out that there are traces of [Mystery Seal] here. I want to see that the demon once appeared here. What was the situation at that time?”

Upon hearing this, Zhenren Qingyang immediately described to the other party the situation of the battle between him and the corpse refining that day, and the situation of the latter immediately fleeing away after a magical pattern appeared in the sky.

Of course, not only this, he also told the Wuji Sect as a tiger, sent people to attack Shanghai Shangfang, and used a blood formation to refine hundreds of thousands of living creatures and a series of things.

And when Situ Changkong listened to the former’s words, his stern face gradually showed a thick and condensed color.

According to True Man Qingyang, it is not difficult to see that the “Nine Nether Emperors” have not fully recovered after being seriously injured by the people of their five holy places, so they can only separate their souls and descend on his [Nine Nether Blood Corpses] with the help of Refining the corpse exerts part of its strength.

And the “Nine Nether Emperors” arranged the [Blood Sea Spirit Refining Array], from which hundreds of thousands of creatures were refined blood pills, the purpose of which was naturally to be able to recover from their injuries as soon as possible.

Therefore, it is the easiest time to kill him while his injuries have not fully recovered.

But the only thing that made Situ Changkong feel passive now was that the [Xuanjiyin] deduced by the master of Xuanji Guanguan did not smoothly land on the opponent, making it impossible for him to find the latter’s hiding place in a short time.

We must know that the “Nine Nether Emperor” has disappeared since it escaped from the five holy places, and even with its strange supernatural powers, it has escaped the joint pursuit of the five holy places.

For more than a hundred years, the people of the Five Great Sacred Lands and Situ Changkong have never given up on the hunt for this demon, but they are still unable to find his hiding place with certainty.

This time, if it hadn’t been for the creation of Yuan Ying Dadao by the real person Qingyang accidentally, disrupting the deployment of the Promise Sect, it had directly broken the [Sky Burial Coffin], making the [Nine Nether Blood Corpse] had to show up.

The five great sacred places in the Eastern Region and Situ Changkong couldn’t find his whereabouts at all, and he would never have thought that the demon would hide in this corner that was almost abandoned by the world.

So this time, Situ Changkong must completely punish this demon. If he is allowed to use secret methods to escape, it will be difficult to find the other party.

Right now the compass in his hand told him that “Nine Nether Emperor” was still hiding in this area at this time, but could not locate the exact location.

And the opponent should be at a critical moment of healing, not far from success. If he were to escape for his life at this time, it would only waste his previous efforts for more than a hundred years.

Therefore, how to find the hiding place of the “Nine Nether Emperors” here is the key.

After a while, Situ Changkong’s cold gaze turned to the real person Qingyang in front of him again, and it was obvious that he already had the idea of ​​solving the problem in his heart.

And when the real person Qingyang noticed the opponent’s gaze, his heart trembled slightly, and his turbid gaze couldn’t help but stare at the opponent.

“This time this punishable demon, you still need the help of local monks like you…”

At this time, Situ Changkong’s cold-sounding voice rang in his ears again.

After hearing these words, Master Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, then he pondered for a moment, and then slowly replied:

“This time the cultivator of the Lingnan Cultivation Realm is bound to kill the demons and defend the way, but I don’t know how my friends need me to help them?”

Obviously True Person Qingyang also knew the danger of this slaying demon’s action. If he didn’t pay attention, even he himself might fall into the hands of that demon.

So when he promised Situ Changkong, he also kept an eye on it.

“This seat needs you to lead that demon out or find a hiding place!”

Situ Changkong looked at the real person Qing Yang and said faintly.

Since he entered the Lingnan Cultivation Realm this time, he has never seen his face in front of the world, and has concealed his breath with secret methods, so the “Nine Nether Emperor” did not know that he had arrived.

Therefore, as long as he can draw out the demon or find out where he is hiding, he will be able to make a sudden move in secret, thus completely beheading the opponent here.

On this side, after listening to Situ Changkong’s words, True Person Qing Yang couldn’t help but show embarrassment, saying:

“The demon is hiding in the Lingnan Cultivation World~www.mtlnovel.com~ Although everyone like me is a native of this place, it is not easy to find it…”

“You don’t need to look for it specially. Since the demon controls the sect that is hostile to your sect, naturally there will be clues in that sect, so I need fellow daoists to attack that sect in an all-round way…”

As soon as Situ Changkong’s words fell, Madam Qing Yang fell into contemplation, obviously thinking about the pros and cons behind this matter.

On the other side, Situ Changkong just looked at Real Person Qingyang quietly, waiting for the latter’s answer, in fact, he still didn’t tell the latter half of the sentence.

The reason why the’Nine Nether Emperors’ continued to stir up blood and blood in the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation Realm was to instigate the fighting among all parties in order to be able to absorb the blood evil spirit released by the monks who died during the war.

These blood evil spirits will be an excellent nourishment for the opponent, so as long as the war resumes, no matter whether the opponent and his disciples and grandchildren can make a move, they will reveal their traces.

And he himself could hide in the dark and search for the other side’s hiding place.

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