In the end, the Blood God Son did not challenge the black wild boar, but used his beauty to get to know the female cultivators of the Goddess Sect, and successfully arrived at the Beast King Mountain to complete the first step of the plan.
The most important thing next is to follow the team of monks to find the treasure and try to find the method to build the foundation. He has been lingering at the peak of Qi refining for too long. If he still cannot establish the foundation in the past three years, his journey as a monk will come to an end.
He once thought that, like Wei Ming, giving up foundation building, forming a small cultivation family, marrying two wives and concubines, and giving birth to several children would at least make his life more complete.
It's just that he is unwilling to believe that his talent is average and that he cannot achieve the path of spiritual practice.
There was another important reason why he didn't fight the black boar.
That was Liu Muyun. Although she was once Liu Muyun's master, she did something she shouldn't have done. Even if he raised Liu Muyun with his own hands, because of that incident, he had become the person Liu Muyun must kill.
If Liu Muyun is still a young monk at the third or fifth level of Qi refining, there is no need to be afraid. But Liu Muyun had grown to the same peak of Qi refining as him, and she was still standing beside the third prince of the dynasty.
Others may not know much about the third prince, but he, the Blood God Son, knows it very well. Once upon a time, in order to survive in the monk world, he also looked for backers, such as the nine princes, the Blood Demon Sect and the three major divine sects.
In order to find reliable backers, Blood God Son spent three years getting to know these backers, but in the end he gave up the decision to continue looking for backers.
Although the power of the nine princes is strong, once they become their subordinates, they are equivalent to becoming a thug, and they will never have the chance to find a way to build a foundation. Perhaps after joining the Nine Princes, he would receive a Foundation Establishment Pill due to his merits, but he had already taken more than one Foundation Establishment Pill and was still unable to establish the Foundation.
The Blood God Son believed that the Foundation Establishment Pill could no longer allow him to successfully build the Foundation, only the legendary magical medicine and the Divine Pill could make it possible.
According to his understanding, the power behind the First Prince and the Ninth Prince were equal. In terms of talent alone, the Ninth Prince was stronger than the First Prince. As long as the opportunity comes, the Ninth Prince may enter the foundation building stage at any time.
The eldest prince's talent may be a little weaker, but as the eldest son of the royal family, there is still a possibility that he will inherit the throne of the emperor.
The Blood God Son did not believe that someone who was determined to be the emperor would take a fancy to his subordinates.
Although the third prince keeps a low profile, according to the Blood God Son, the third prince has the highest talent and can enter the foundation building stage at any time.
A person with excellent talent and profound knowledge, the Blood God Son did not think that the other person could provide him with much help.
At this moment, Liu Muyun was standing with the third prince, and she had only two explanations. First, Liu Muyun has become the third prince's person, and the Xuanyin body may have been used by the third prince. Secondly, after leaving Maple Leaf City, Liu Muyun's status could already sit with the third prince.
No matter which explanation you give, you can't get a good result.
Quietly leaving the Goddess Gate, the Blood God Son took out a wrinkled piece of dough from his storage bag. After putting it on his face, his appearance changed instantly. He was no longer the handsome man with a face as white as jade, but a handsome man with a face as white as jade. He turned into a big man with a beard.
The Blood God Son's quiet departure made the goddess disciple named Cui'er angry, and she even wanted to slap him in the face. It's just that this place is the Beast King Mountain, so it's not good to be too presumptuous.
"Let me challenge your foundation-building ancestors. Let's see how strong your Beast King Mountain is?"
The person who took the initiative to stand up was a young monk wearing a sheepskin coat, who was about twenty-five or six years old and at the peak of Qi refining.
The young monk stood in the center of the sacrificial square. His broad shoulders, angular face, and confident eyes all proved that this man was an extraordinary monk.
"I, Wanyan Qinglong, will teach you the great demon of Beast King Mountain."
After the young man announced his door, he drew a machete from his waist, took two steps, and faced the huge black wild boar.
The sword pierced the night sky, and it was dazzling. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the young man who took the initiative to stand up was not a monk from the Northern Territory, especially his smooth sword skills, which were domineering and barbaric. The monks from the Northern Territory did not have such sword fighting skills at all.
"The surname is Wanyan? This man is not a monk from the Northern Territory. Could it be that he comes from the westernmost part of Zhongzhou. It seems that the surname Wanyan is the only place there."
Some people guessed Wanyan Qinglong's origin through his surname, and at the same time they also had a big doubt in their hearts.
It is not strange for monks from Zhongzhou to come to the Northern Territory, but it is strange for people from the westernmost part of Zhongzhou to come to the Northern Territory.
Zhongzhou is three times as large as the Northern Territory. From the westernmost point of Zhongzhou to the easternmost point, even if a foundation-building monk is able to launch a flight, it will take three to five years. They have crossed such a long distance to reach the Beast King Mountain. If we say They have no special purpose and no one believes them.
And this purpose can only be the treasure of Beast King Mountain.
"It's not peaceful anymore. In the near future, the Northern Territory will definitely not be peaceful. Big things will definitely happen in the Northern Territory monk world, something bigger than the treasure of Beast King Mountain."
The appearance of Wanyan Qinglong allowed some experienced old monks to see the future. Perhaps they should really make plans for their next destiny.
Wanyan Qinglong's strength was obviously stronger than the level he showed. The scimitar in his hand slid like water, leaving the black wild boar with almost no chance to fight back except for roaring.
"It's over!"
After Wanyan Qinglong shouted loudly, his body rose into the air, and at the same time he held up a fang-shaped magic weapon in his right hand.
The magic weapon is covered with mysterious runes, which is obviously different from the magic weapon in the hands of the northern monks.
"Wolf God, kill!"
As Wanyan Qinglong shouted for the second time, strong winds suddenly blew around the fang weapon, as if a silver giant wolf larger than a black wild boar appeared.
The giant wolf roared, swooped down, opened its fangs and opened its mouth, and bit the black boar's neck directly.
The wild boar roared and tried to struggle, but in the end he could only close his eyes and fall to the ground, then turned into a wisp of smoke and flew into the void.
"Weak, too weak. You, Beast King Mountain, have been inherited for nearly ten thousand years, are you just at this level? And you Northern Territory monks are just a small demon sect. You want to destroy it and get other people's power." Treasure, but you are timid. If you don’t dare, you might as well give up and leave Beast King Mountain. As for the treasure, let me, the Wanyan Tribe, look for it. Only my Wanyan Tribe has the strength to find the treasure.”
It's not surprising that Wanyan Qinglong can defeat the black wild boar. What's strange is that since he took the initiative to provoke here, in addition to provoking the Beast King Mountain, he also trampled on the northern monks.
No bloody person can allow such a thing to happen.
"Wanyan boy, don't talk arrogantly here. You, a monk from Zhongzhou, shouldn't have come here to fight for treasures with us. Now you are provocative. Do you think there is no one in our northern region?"
The first person to stand up and refute Wanyan Qinglong was Long Tai from the Shenlong Sect. Although this person suffered a loss in the Beast King Palace, he still had a sense of pride.
"Senior, do you think you have the ability to kill me?"
Although he knew that Long Tai was a monk in the Dan Formation stage, Wanyan Qinglong didn't seem to take the opponent's strength seriously at all. After saying a provocative word, he looked at the person behind him.
After receiving a nod from the person behind him, Wanyan Qinglong continued to challenge: "Senior, if you want to kill this junior, I will stay with you until the end."
It was a clear provocation. As a pill-forming monk of the Shenlong Sect, how could Long Tai endure it? He jumped up, raised both hands, and continuously threw boulder-like flame balls at Wanyan Qinglong.
The fireball technique of the monks at the stage of forming pills was not something that the peak level of Qi refining could handle. Although Wanyan Qinglong was full of confidence, he was still injured. He vomited blood, broke his ribs, and almost only had one breath left.
"Long Tai, are you going too far? Although my son has spoken some wild words, I won't let you, a monk in the alchemy stage, teach me a lesson."
Long Tai wanted to condense the fireball for the second time, but the second elderly man wearing the same clothes as Wanyan Qinglong stopped in front of Wanyan Qinglong and caught the fireball thrown by Long Tai.
"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Wanyan Tuo. I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so arrogant and domineering. It is enough to be arrogant in your Wanyan tribe. Since you want to get involved in the Northern Territory? Do you think that with your strength, you can dominate the Northern Territory? have they gone?"
It can be known from the words that Long Tai and Wanyan Tuo, who was in the middle stage of Wanyan Danjie, knew each other, and they seemed to have some unresolved grievances for many years.
"What kind of character I am, you don't need to worry about this old loach. What I want to say now is that my son just said a childish thing. Why do you, as a senior, want to kill him? Do you think you are the only one who can form a pill?" A monk?"
Wanyan Tuo was just trying to quibble, and Long Tai laughed loudly and said: "Child talk? Your son is almost thirty years old, but he is still a child in your eyes. But to my ears, he is just provocative. I, the whole Northern Territory, just regard the Northern Territory as a joke. Shouldn’t such a junior who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth should be taught a lesson?”
"So, do you think your move was correct? In that case? Let me show you your strength. This will prevent me and you from bullying the small ones again."
While he was talking, Wanyan Tuo's attack had already arrived, the same fireball technique, but twice as big as Long Tai's fireball.
Long Tai was well aware of the gap between the early stage of pill formation and the middle stage of pill formation, so when the opponent's fireball approached, he took out a shield from his storage bag.
However, Long Tai still underestimated Wanyan Tuo's strength. When the fireball exploded, not only the shield broke, but Long Tai fell back several feet and vomited blood.
"Hahaha... My son is right. You Northern Territory monks are just a bunch of useless noobs. Before I really take action, your pill-forming monks will be seriously injured. If I really take action, you guys Who in the Northern Territory can stop me?"
Wan Yantuo's strength was indeed strong, and the monks did not dare to take action easily, so they whispered and didn't know what to do.
"Really? Do you really think there is no one left in the Northern Territory?"
At this time, Chen Yuan finally walked out of the Heavenly Demon Avenue, and the aura on his body reached the peak of the golden elixir.
