Although he had made up his mind to go to the ruins of the Big Dipper Sect.
Su Ping did not set off immediately.
Instead, he first recruited the steward of Jiuye Shanfang City, gave him a wooden sign with his own spiritual aura and part of the spirit stone, and then asked him to go to Yunshanfang City to wait.
Wait until the caravan from the Western Wilderness comes again.
Su Ping asked the steward to purchase some cat girls, rabbit girls, snake girls and other witches to come back.
On the one hand, Su Ping is indeed a little curious about these witches.
On the other hand, these enchantress souls are missing, which can be used to increase their popularity, and at the same time, there is no need to worry about what will happen when they are away.
As for whether these witches will have any backup plans.
If she is that kind of special enchantress who even has a natural spirit that makes Jin Dan attracted, maybe Su Ping should be more careful.
However, for this kind of mass-produced product that is facing the majority of qi-training monks, it is necessary to consider the cost and whether it is worth it to arrange so many back-up devices that can destroy the sign without being discovered.
Su Ping ordered various matters, left Jiuye Shanfang City, and flew towards Xuangui Island.
With the familiarity, this flight was about one-tenth faster than the last time.
Just arrived at Black Turtle Island.
Su Ping found that the island was surprisingly deserted.
Not only the people from Dongli's home disappeared, but all the villagers in the fishing village here also disappeared.
"I reminded them last time, wouldn't they be killed by evil cultivators just like this?"
Su Ping muttered in his heart, and instead of landing directly on Black Turtle Island, he took out the memory scepter.
The next second, the white-haired boy Yun Kong fell from the sky again and appeared on Black Turtle Island.
Relying on his spiritual consciousness, he scanned the abandoned port and the newly built residential area.
Su Ping found no traces of the battle.
It appears the island's residents were safely evacuated.
In this case... a branch of a cultivating immortal family could choose to evacuate, and also help take away the villagers.
That means that something happened on the island that made those people feel unfit to continue living, but there was no harm in a short period of time?
Hmm...is that an evil spirit that has a fixed range of activities?
Su Ping controlled Yun Kong and jumped to the highest point of the Dongli family's village. Looking around, he found a lot of evil spirits in a certain house.
"You're evil. If you leave it alone, you can only wait for the eminent monk or the master of the immortal sect to come over."
"But given the current environment of the Scarlet Yuan Immortal Sect, I'm afraid not many people have time to come to the overseas islands, right?"
"Unless this evil spirit has a small chance of mutating, which increases the priority of processing!"
“But in that case, wouldn’t the fishing spots on Black Turtle Island also be affected?”
"So, this time I have to rely on myself to deal with evil spirits?"
If Su Ping didn't have the illusion of memory, he would definitely choose to stay away from evil spirits.
But now that I have the memory illusion, my courage gradually grows.
The white-haired boy Yun Kong appeared in a place filled with evil spirits.
Judging from the layout, it should be a warehouse located in Zhuangzi's backyard.
Look around at the traces that have not yet been removed.
Su Ping, who was well-read and had been a helper for twenty years, could tell that a similar exorcism circle should have been held in the nearby yard.
Then it seemed that someone was identified as an evil cultivator.
They were killed or tied up and thrown into this warehouse.
It looked like it had been swept away and set on fire.
But for some unknown reason, the evil cultivators in the warehouse mutated and formed an evil spirit.
So the manager of Dongli's branch immediately gave up and chose the safest method... abandoning Black Turtle Island and running away.
This was very conscientious, but Su Ping felt that he would act in this way if he thought about it in another person's shoes.
"call!"
His consciousness swept across the room.
After confirming that the source of evil energy is inside.
Su Ping's heart moved.
Suddenly, a twenty-meter-long ice giant sword fell down with a crash!
It directly destroyed the entire warehouse. At the same time, the cold air broke out, turning most of the backyard into a world of ice and snow!
At the same time, without even looking at what the evil spirit was this time, the white-haired boy Yun Kong had already pinched his sword fingers and waved them around, releasing a handful of flying ice swords and piercing them.
Ouch!
Under the cold air, there was a miserable roar.
An ugly giant over five meters tall, with gray skin covered with ulcers and three mutilated heads climbed out of the collapsed warehouse.
This giant strangely has no lower body, as if its entire body is fixed on the muddy ground.
As it roared and waved, a large amount of evil energy spurted out from its mouth and nose, forming invisible evil spirits that pounced on the white-haired boy.
Buzz!
The purple mark from the stone lion that punishes evil and ward off evil appears on the white-haired boy.
In a flash of purple light, all the evil spirits trying to invade were bounced away.
"The special influence of the stone lion's blessing on evil spirits is indeed effective!"
"This makes me less worried about evil spirits."
"Other monks are most afraid of being affected by the various special attacks produced by evil spirits, which will affect their minds and even their cultivation, so they are extremely wary of evil spirits."
"In terms of attack, the exorcist's ice attack is not that effective!"
Su Ping analyzed the opponent while fighting.
After confirming that the opponent was evil like an earthbound spirit, Su Ping asked Yun Kong to distance himself and began to raise a heavy sniper rifle to snipe at him.
And as expected, physical attacks are even less effective.
After the opponent's three heads were blown apart, he recovered almost in a breath without any loss of evil energy.
Not as good as ice attack.
Obviously the body itself has little effect on evil spirits.
The key is to eliminate evil spirits!
The white-haired boy put away the sniper rifle, and then jumped into the air to avoid the opponent's big hand that suddenly stretched like plasticine.
Then the mark on his forehead burst into purple light.
A poignant lightning strike from the fox-faced miko Sakura appeared in mid-air and landed on the evil spirit.
Suddenly!
Along with this lightning strike, the evil spirit erupted into a scream that could be heard throughout the island.
In Su Ping's field of vision.
The concentration of this evil spirit suddenly disappeared by one-third in that instant!
"It's really thunder that destroys evil spirits."
Su Ping finally tested out the weaknesses of these evil spirits.
Then he threw out a purple fox talisman.
Suddenly the Ziguang Fox, who had built up his foundation strength, joined the battlefield.
This evil spirit suddenly looked even more unbearable.
A few minutes later, the sky thunder was summoned with a purr of purple light.
With a loud bang.
The evil spirit was completely dispersed and disappeared.
Only a few evil remains and ashes were left in place.
Su Ping is very familiar with these things, and they are among the sealed instruments.
However, Su Ping remembered that other monks used magic weapon formations to seal away most of the evil spirits, and then slowly wore away the remains of them over time.
But he didn't expect that with the help of the power of thunder, he would directly beat it into a state of wreckage. I wonder if it would be considered a meritorious deed after being wrapped up and purified?
In addition, Su Ping also thought that the thunder power of the fox-faced miko Sakura should be more than just a simple thunder and lightning. Being able to restrain evil spirits so much may also be related to the fact that this is the lightning controlled by the fox god, which has a stronger power to restrain evil spirits. .
Su Ping let the memory illusion clean up the mess.
After confirming that there was no danger, he flew to Tianchi, crossed his legs by the pond and started fishing.
Not seen anywhere, this time only 150 fishing times were refreshed for the second-level fishing spot on Black Turtle Island.
Su Pingning calmed down and threw the fishhook into the pond.
A mini-game begins.
The fishing started going in.
In the process, Su Ping, who was multitasking, found that he could still control Yun Kong to patrol around the island just in case.
Not to mention, they found a diary from a beach house that they had not had time to take away.
It seems to have been written by a son from Dongli's family.
Su Ping browsed through it casually and found that most of the contents were not serious.
Either they find out who is quietly getting along with someone, or they find out who has a grudge against someone.
The only thing that caught Su Ping's attention was that the son-in-law mentioned that the elder had given them special instructions.
If they want to see a white-haired young man in the future, they must be respectful and respectful, regardless of his identity!
"White-haired boy?"
"Let Dongli's family remind even the servants of the branches that this status is the beloved disciple of some hidden master or the true successor of the Great Immortal Sect?"
"And it's also involved with Dongli's family?"
"It's definitely not an unknown exorcist like me, right?"
Su Ping complained in his heart, and then put the diary back to its original place.
Fishing lasted until midnight.
Su Ping finally heard the reminder that the fishing times had been exhausted.
He looked at his current fishing experience:
[Current fishing level: Level 5 (350/5000)]
After reaching level 5, only the second-level fishing spots can provide experience. The angler has a long way to go to upgrade!
However, he is no longer in a hurry to improve his fishing level. Instead, he lacks fishing coins to exchange for experience books, card drawing opportunities, and abundant spiritual water.
These resources cannot be rushed and can only be accumulated slowly over time.
There were no special catches this time.
After all, it was only last time that the baby black turtle came, a rare fish that could be expected in the future. According to the law of conservation of luck, it is estimated that there will be a chance of good products next time or the next time.
Su Ping enjoyed a simple late-night snack in the cave in the pot.
It's just ten pounds of monster meat and a little more than a pound of spiritual wine.
I cooked about two kilograms of spiritual rice porridge and shared it with the beasts.
After that, Su Ping went to the large Lingguang Fish Pond and looked at the young black turtles and the big black fish Chiki.
Chi Kiss has not changed much.
After nearly a month of feeding, the young black turtle still looks like the size of a palm.
But in fact this is just its appearance.
With Su Ping's thoughts, the young black turtle can grow in size in an instant.
It was the size of a palm before, but now it can be transformed into the size of a millstone.
I found that eating monster beast meat did help its growth.
Su Ping has already considered whether to use the memory illusion to go to the battlefield near Shiwanda Mountain, secretly hunt down a few large monsters and come back to feed the black turtle, so that it can grow into a tyrant that can carry an entire giant mountain.
Eat well and drink well!
Su Ping opened the map he drew.
After confirming the direction of the Big Dipper Sect, he was not in a hurry.
Instead, he went back to Water Blue Star and waited until the weather balloon ordered by the registered disciples arrived at the warehouse.
This was what Su Ping asked the six of Mr. Huang to order before he decided to go.
Relying on the extra money, they directly intercepted the equipment that was supposed to be shipped to a certain university.
In addition, after Su Ping became a foundation builder, the gift he received included a large-capacity storage bag.
After Su Ping dismantled the weather balloon into multiple parts, he successfully transported it.
Then, with the help of supernatural powers, the formation was completed, and with the help of the weapon refining technique, the most troublesome welding problem in the eyes of Aquablue Star workers was solved.
The white weather balloon carried Su Ping slowly into the sky, and soon reached an altitude of more than 16,000 meters.
At this height, Su Ping affixed the first-level high-grade concealment talisman and illusion talisman.
Unless someone below opened the God's perspective and knew in advance that there were flying objects high in the sky.
Otherwise, even if they are building a foundation, no one will notice the existence of the weather balloon at this height.
After all, foundation-building consciousness is mostly within a few hundred meters, even if the limit extends to a thousand meters.
At the same time, the height of the fairy boat is usually about three to five thousand meters, and in rare cases it will fly to an altitude of 10,000 meters.
For them, it's not that they can't fly to an altitude of more than 16,000 meters, but there's no need to waste that mana.
In addition, the weather balloon itself has no mana fluctuations and does not cause abnormal spiritual energy.
Normal monks are completely unaware that there are flying objects that can stay at that height smoothly for a long time without consuming mana.
Su Ping took advantage of this blind spot and relied on riding this kind of weather balloon to slowly approach the sea near the island that the monks temporarily named Seven Star Island.
"Not only did I not land on the island, I didn't even go to the nearby sea. I was directly at an altitude of 16,000 meters away from the opponent."
"This can all be affected... The danger level of this ruins should be Golden Core or even Nascent Soul level. It should have attracted the attention of these big guys and started clearing it."
"Of course, if this is the case, I can only admit defeat and teleport away quickly, and then hide in the cave in the pot."
Su Ping was sitting cross-legged in the balloon basket, condescending, and did not look directly with the naked eye. Instead, he used a special telescope to look at the sea below.
The telescope also has a multi-fold viewing structure inside. At the same time, Su Ping silently recited the meditation mantra to prevent himself from exuding unnecessary emotions.
It's a little more complicated. The key is to minimize the reaction of the monks below.
The panoramic view of Qixing Island can thus be seen at a glance.
At this time, there were more than ten fairy boats of different sizes hovering over the Seven Star Island.
Judging from the banners, most of them are the heritage of different cultivating families.
Only the largest one bears the name of Qi Xin Sect.
But this is also a reasonable thing, after all, Zhenren Mu went to this ruins before the soul lamp was extinguished.
After all, he is also a foundation-building monk who oversees a large city.
Qi Xin Zong, both emotional and rational, should come and take a look at the situation.
On the beach of the island, there are many boats and fishing boats docked.
There are already formed camps on the coast, and there are even formations arranged in some places to block Su Ping's observation.
As Su Ping began to observe.
On the fairy boat, part of the foundation building had an indescribable feeling.
However, they did not suspect that UFOs without mana fluctuations appeared in the sky.
Instead, they speculated that there might be some strange changes inside the ruins.
After they arrived at Seven Star Island, they immediately realized that the sect ruins on this island were not simple.
There is actually a secret realm inside the ruins.
There is a faint aura in the secret realm that makes these foundation builders feel excited.
However, it was because of the lesson learned that Muchen's Soul Lamp went out.
These foundation builders have chosen to follow their hearts without caring about their lives.
After realizing the problem, he retreated and became a bystander on the fairy boat.
Watching those foreign monks who wanted to come to the immortals, coming in and out of the ruins, and even bold enough to go to the secret realm.
Then no one can come back.
This made these foundation builders increasingly fearful of the secret realm. They also hesitated whether to give up this opportunity and chose to report the matter to various sects.
"I'm not willing to give in."
On the deck of Qi Xin Sect's Immortal Boat, Ji Zhuji Daxiu, also named Mu, who was also the nephew of Muzhen, stared at the ruins of the Seven Star Sect built against the mountain in the center of the island, with a hint of longing in his eyes.
In the past few days, he could feel the longing deep in his soul for something in the secret realm.
It seems that it is a divine object that can allow him, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, to become a golden elixir immediately!
And this is not just his delusion.
Several other foundation builders also had similar feelings.
It's just that none of them have any intention of serving as pawns for others.
Suddenly, the foundation builders noticed a white-haired boy walking on the ice on the horizon of the distant sea.
The young man stepped on a giant ice sword, and as he advanced, the surrounding seawater quickly froze and allowed him to glide.
After a while, the white-haired boy arrived at the coast.
"A foreign monk who came here alone?"
"White hair? It's a bit rare, but the strength is only in the late stage of Qi training? We don't rule out the possibility of hidden magic weapons!"
You Zhuji picked up the bronze mirror and looked at it, and discovered the true strength of the exorcist Yun Kong, but he was not sure.
After all, in the current environment of the world of immortality, there are more and more people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.
There is nothing wrong with being careful.
There are no new orders from the foundation builders.
Yun Kong, the white-haired young man controlled by Su Ping, had no troubles all the way after landing.
There are no stupid things like saying that the ruins have been taken care of by them at the end of Qi training.
The white-haired boy walked forward quickly and soon saw the ruins.
The mountain gate of the Big Dipper Sect is no worse than the outer gate of the Chiyuan Immortal Sect.
Even in Su Ping's opinion, this island has no spiritual veins, and he doesn't know what keeps the formation of the ruins still functioning.
However, this formation now only has part of its ability to conceal and cover up.
Su Ping didn't use any tokens. He just stepped into the mountain gate and could clearly see the continuous buildings on the mountainside and top.
The architectural style is mainly heroic, and many stone carvings are extremely grand.
There are always large stone statues more than ten meters high.
Especially in the large square on the mountainside, there is a giant stone sculpture of a wolf nearly 100 meters high.
This giant wolf is lifelike, especially its eyes are extremely smart.
At first glance, I almost thought it could come alive.
"Is this carved in the image of Greedy Wolf's shadow?"
Su Ping looked at the giant wolf and stayed around it for a while, completely engraving its charm in his heart.
Then move on.
Su Ping didn't spend any time on the houses he encountered along the way.
After all, he had arrived here a while late.
The surrounding houses that could be raided had already been raided countless times.
When picking up leaks or something, just think about it.
Arrive at the summit hall.
Su Ping also saw other monks.
They all gathered in the main hall, and when they saw the white-haired boy appear, only a few of them nodded slightly to show their goodwill.
"This is!"
Su Ping saw in the main hall, a bronze door more than ten meters high stood in front of him!
The bronze door was half open, and there was a faint white mist inside.
"It's the door to the secret realm!"
"There is actually a secret realm on this island, and the formation should also exist with the help of the secret realm!"
"No wonder some foundations have fallen. The secret realm is much more dangerous than the ruins!"
Then, all the monks present looked at him with a bit of surprise and confusion.
In their eyes, the white-haired young monk who had just walked in walked straight towards the bronze door.
Then the figure disappeared inside the door in an instant!
"Going in alone? Hasn't he heard that all the great foundation-building monks died inside?"
Several monks in the late stages of Qi training whispered in astonishment.
Then there seemed to be some monks who were infected by Yun Kong's spirit of not fearing death, or maybe they had been preparing for a long time, and they would have chosen to give it a try if Yun Kong didn't show up!
More than a dozen monks who were obviously in the same group, led by an old Qi-practicing Dzogchen monk, bowed their hands to the surrounding monks and then rushed into the bronze door together.
In the secret realm.
Su Ping knew there was something wrong with this secret realm as soon as he entered.
There was deathly silence all around, with withered mountain forests and putrid silt accumulations everywhere.
Coupled with the fact that the sky always seems to be dim.
As well as the evil energy almost everywhere and the concentration of spiritual energy that is even scarcer than in the overseas islands.
Even the spiritual consciousness was suppressed in this evil environment, leaving less than one-tenth of the range of understanding.
Su Ping knew very well that in this environment, any monk would realize that he was being targeted.
Therefore, they will choose to retreat first and then consider other things.
only!
The exit disappears simultaneously after entering.
It's no wonder that none of the monks who came in successfully returned.
Fortunately, what Su Ping came in was just an illusion of memory, so he was not afraid of not being able to go back!
Su Ping, who was not in danger of death, relaxed and began to observe the strange phenomena around him.
Then it only takes a minute.
The cloud controlled by Su Ping encountered more than ten waves of evil energy attacks from all directions.
Fortunately, with the blessing of the stone lion to ward off evil spirits, these evil energy groups were bounced away and dissipated before they could get close.
It saves a lot of effort.
After also allowing Su Ping to pass through the withered mountain forest,
I saw a mountainous area covered with stone monuments.
Su Ping noticed other monks on this mountain.
They stared feverishly at the immortal inscriptions on the stone tablets and kept mumbling to themselves.
After getting closer, Su Ping saw a skinny monk smiling and muttering:
"Master Dao, I am done!"
"I'm going to become an immortal soon!"
"Hey hey hey! Master Dao, I'm going to become an immortal!"
After Su Ping understood, he took a step back to distance himself, and then looked at the stone tablet that the other party was looking at.
I found that those fairy articles... seemed to be the content of the Qi training chapter in the Beidou Greedy Wolf chapter.
"These stone tablets...could it be that they are all the stone tablets of the Big Dipper Sect?"
Su Ping was startled. He glanced around, passing the monks who looked abnormal, and looked at the contents of the stone tablet. The answer flashed in his mind.
"But why are these monks so crazy?"
"Can practicing the Beidou Death Sutra still make people crazy?"
"Or is it because of these evil energy groups?"
He looked at another evil energy ball coming out of the ground and hitting him but in vain.
After Su Ping got closer, he used his consciousness to notice that the energy and spirit of these crazy monks were being drained away and flowing into the ground.
Deep underground.
It seems to hide some kind of terrifying but tempting existence.
Su Ping stopped and had no intention of following the temptation.
But now that I have arrived, I will first copy all the immortal texts on these stone tablets.
Even if you can't get out.
Relying on memory synchronization, Su Ping on the weather balloon could also take out materials and copy down what he saw.
Although the immortal prose copied in this way lacks a lot of charm and has no function of assisting cultivation.
But it's better than nothing, right?
And in the environment of the secret realm, it is difficult to judge whether this auxiliary function is good or bad.
It is better to watch slowly, learn slowly, and practice slowly without fear of side effects... you can always find the right way!
I'm a little busy today, so this chapter is two in one. The next step will be to resume normal updates tomorrow. Thank you for your support and understanding!
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