Xue Tong's flesh, tendons, bones and blood have been replaced by 60%. The remaining bone body of ordinary people and low cultivation melted in the casting of magic power, and the sticky substance was forced out of the body surface. It was promoted by the true spirit blood of the Great Wild Ape and regenerated. Build the muscles, bones, and body, and build a new body.
The blood of the barbarian ape expanded the force veins of the new body several times, and the number of force orifices tripled.
Xue Tong passed the most dangerous period, and his tender body gradually "aged" due to the crazy tempering of mana and the True Demon Bone Art.
Above Fahai, the spiritual core grew from the size of a grain of rice to half a fist.
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The thick clouds in the valley have extended for fifteen hundred miles.
The electric clouds rumbled and roared from time to time, flashing dark red electric fires.
The monks passing by more than a thousand miles away stopped to observe for a moment, and then hurried away. The terrifying thunder disaster was coming, and the dark clouds would give birth to what kind of monsters.
The Shibei Mountain area is an extremely remote barren mountainous area in Manzhou, and those who pass by it have mediocre cultivation levels, so how can they dare to stay in such a terrifying place for a long time.
On this day, thunder struck and exploded the top of the mountain.
Xue Tong sat naked, and thunder rays exploded on his body like rain.
The power of thousands of thunders creates a golden body.
The nine newly regenerated veins eventually become spiritual orifices.
Xue Tong let out a long roar, and the fifty-foot-long savage ape appeared in the lightning. The shadow of his fist was like a mountain, and the center of the dark cloud blossomed and spread with a rumble.
With the wild ape's fists, the mountains turned into pieces of earth and stone like mud balls!
…
A few months later, eight thousand miles away.
The first time Xue Tong saw people, it was a tragic scene.
The village burned into the sky, and cries arose one after another. A monk in green robes swung his sword frequently, leaving broken limbs and blood everywhere.
Suddenly, a strong wind cut off Qingxiu's arm.
The monk in green howled miserably and was on the verge of collapse.
"The massacre of innocent people in the village is a crime worthy of death!" Xue Tong shouted.
The angry villagers swarmed forward and chopped Qingxiu into pieces.
The elderly villager trembled and pulled Xue Tong, "Thank you, senior, for saving your life."
Xue Tong didn't reveal his spiritual pressure, and the villagers only regarded him as a high-level cultivator of heaven and earth.
"The villains killed indiscriminately, what happened?" Xue Tong asked.
"I don't know this beast, and the morals of Manzhou are corrupt. There are more and more things that do not kill people to seize treasures, but just vent their anger." said the villager.
"In that case, it will be difficult to deal with this remote place." Xue Tong frowned.
"Yes, our village intends to move to Yinlu City and seek refuge with distant relatives, but we have been unable to make the move because of the dangerous nine-thousand-mile journey with our family and the fear of not being accepted by our relatives."
"...Xue will take you for a ride, and the clan members can say a few good words, so pack up and hit the road early." Xue Tong thought for a moment and said.
He had just become a martial artist and was in a good mood. He intended to visit various places to explore strange things.
It can be said that it takes no effort to do such a small thing.
The elderly villagers were overjoyed and hurriedly called out to their tribesmen, buried the deceased, and notified the whole village to prepare as soon as possible.
Three days later, 800 villagers, including the elderly and the young, left their hometowns and migrated.
The carriage and horse team moved slowly. As a person from the spirit world, they could only travel more than 500 miles a day.
At night, a bonfire is lit in the hillside depressions to rest.
The villagers didn't know the details of Xue Tong's cultivation, but they still couldn't help but feel worried. After all, they had to go through two small Xuanmen.
Sure enough, when passing by the Second Xuanmen, dozens of monks approached the camp at night.
Xue Tong popped out a fire bead.
The dark red-winged fire beads passed over the monks' heads, and the high heat instantly burned through the magic shields of the cultivators, igniting their beards and hair.
The cultivators screamed and struggled to extinguish the fire. There was a loud bang in the distance, the hill exploded, and they were almost buried in gravel and dust.
The cultivators knew they had met a powerful character and scuttled away.
…
The rest of the journey was relatively peaceful. Xue Tong chatted with the village chief all the way, asking about the legend of Mangzhou. The village chief told him everything he knew. Unfortunately, his knowledge was mediocre, and what he said was either too false or not surprising.
"The Reze Desert Area, Yinhui Senmarsh, Xuemiao Plateau, and Jiuyan Mountain are the most dangerous places in Manzhou. Legend has it that immortals haunt them."
The most valuable information said by the village chief.
Silver Deer City.
Various ethnic groups gathered together in Yinlu, causing their scale to increase dramatically. In times of chaos, Xuanmen and towns were considered safe and secure places.
The villagers of the Chen family want to seek refuge in Chenzhuang.
The cultivation level of the villagers was too low. In the middle stage of the Supreme Grand Master, Xue Tong directly took the lead and summoned bone puppets to accompany the villagers to their homes, shocking Chenzhuang.
The owner of the village made appropriate arrangements and invited Xue Tong to be his guest.
Xue Tong chatted with him for a long time, just to hear more news.
"Chen would not dare to go to a place like the Jiuyan Mountain Region. Most people believe that the so-called legends of immortals are basically false, or because there are masters like Taoist priests living in seclusion, they are regarded as immortals when they appear, and the rumors become more and more mysterious. "
The owner of the village explained and flattered.
"Xue is still far away, but the owner of the village expected that it was an expert who caused trouble, so we should stay together."
"If Taoist Master Xue is really fine and wants to take a walk, Chen suggested that he go to Yongjin Mountain to see it. There are rumors that the Golden Palace may reappear." The owner of the village thought that Xue Tongtian was at the top of the mountain and did not call him a saint.
"Golden Palace" Xue Tong became interested.
"Also known as the Golden Fantasy, it has appeared three times at irregular intervals." The owner of the village said.
"The interval is uncertain" Xue Tong was quite surprised.
"Well, it happens every two to three hundred years. Now, one hundred and ninety years since the last illusion, Yongjin Mountain has reappeared signs of the illusion." The owner of the village said.
Xue Tong was very interested and asked carefully.
Yongjin Mountain is 40,000 miles away. Eight hundred years ago, golden clouds rolled on the top of the mountain, and a secret realm of palace suddenly appeared. Monks from Mangzhou flocked to it, but unfortunately the golden clouds were dense, and only a few people could reach the realm through the clouds.
The outcome of the first secret experience is unknown, only that some people left alive. valley
Two hundred and twenty years later it was exactly the same.
Three hundred years later, Yongjin Palace appeared for the last time.
"Oh, there must be a lot of legends about Yongjin Palace." Xue Tong said.
The owner of the village shook his head, "What happened in the Golden Palace? There is very little information from the outside world. It is said that there is a heavy treasure inside, and those who can get it can get it."
"Isn't that the strongest monk in Manzhou?"
"That's not necessarily the case. In the first visit to Yongjin Palace, the Martial Saint fell. Perhaps it suppressed many strong men and felt that there was no need to take risks."
"Fellow Taoist, do you have any relevant brochures about Yongjin Palace?"
The owner of the village rummaged for a while and took out an album.
Xue Tong looked through it and was secretly shocked!
There were many golden towers above the floating clouds. The scene reminded him of the "Illusion of Miantu". The Jinwu Sutra was obtained from Miantu. Could it be that the original immortal also had a plan in the spiritual world?
Xue Tong kept his expression and said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether we go or not. It's okay to see the excitement."
The owner of the village sincerely urges Xue Tong to stay and asks him to stay a few more days and give him some advice.
How can Xue Tong still have the heart to make a living like he did hundreds of years ago? Xue Tong really wants to be the leader of the Xuanmen clan and the boss of a trading firm, so why start in a small Chenzhuang.
Xue informed the village owner of his thoughts and gave him a high-level spiritual object from heaven to satisfy his vanity.
Xue Tong walked around the city and walked into the spiritual object shop. After reading the list, he asked: "The magic weapons are particularly cheap, but the elixir of animal corpses has increased a lot. Why?"
"In more than a hundred years, too many people have died, there have been too many magic weapons, and the number of people going out to collect has dropped sharply, so the number of animal carcasses and wild elixirs has naturally increased." The shopkeeper observed Xue Tong's temperament and felt that it was an unusual monk, so he answered carefully.
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Yongjincheng.
The original small town has developed into a city due to the "Yongjin Palace".
Two hundred miles outside the city, golden clouds gathered on the top of the mountain, making the small town lively again.
Monks from all over the world are thinking of entering the palace to obtain treasures and increase their cultivation level.
Xue Tong needs to live for a long time, and it will still be several years to decades before the Golden Palace emerges.
"Live in the highlands of Yongjin City!"
Xue Tong came to Yaoling, the highest point in the city.
Yaoling Ridge is full of spiritual energy, and small courtyards can be seen in the distance, which reminds him of the past when he was a martial arts apprentice and rented a house in Yunxu Valley to practice.
"The rent for the yard on the top of the mountain is one million a year, and it can be refunded at any time." said the steward of Yaoling Tianren.
"So expensive" Xue Tongcai was still surprised.
"Hehe, please forgive me, senior. You only make money once every two to three hundred years. Maybe it will increase by another 10% next year. There are only fifty yards in the entire Yaoling Mountains. You can see the top of Yongjin Mountain in the distance when you leave the house. You can sit back and relax when you move in. It is provided by us. All-round vigilance and protection." Tianren Guanshi added.
"Whose property does Yao Ridge belong to?" Xue Tong asked.
"Martial Saint Gu Jiazhen, you can absolutely rest assured living here." said the Heavenly Man Steward.
"Then what will happen if I live in Yongjin Mountain?"
"Senior, you can go and try. The master of Yongjin Temple has a weird temper and is angry that the illusion disturbs his cultivation. If you can beat him, you can go to Yongjin Temple."
Xue Tong stopped nagging, agreed to give more in return and pay less in compensation, paid rent for ten years, and lived in seclusion since then, observing the golden clouds from a distance while practicing.
Fast forward three years.
The golden cloud became solemn, and the steward of Yaoling came to the door for the first time.
"Senior Xue, Gu Sheng invites you!"
"Because of the Yongjin Palace Incident"
"Um"
In the current fantasy world, facing the unknown, it is normal for high-level monks to interact with each other. The Gu family is really close to the water, and they know more or less the details of the tenants in Yaoling.
"Gu Sheng invited a lot of people," Xue Tong asked.
"Maybe five or six"
"Lead the way!"
Xue Tong got on the steward's carriage and walked through Yongjin City for half an hour before entering a large courtyard.
Xue Tong straightened his clothes and walked into the living room.
The man in the middle of the living room has a medium build, thick eyebrows and thick hair, and a thin face with a smile. He stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Xue Dao is friendly and cheerful. Gu is here to introduce some guests."
In the early days of Gu Guozhen's martial arts career, he liked to do business and interacted with people with a smile and affection.
"The famous master of Yanhe Temple" Gu Guozhen recommended.
The master of Yanhe Temple is in the middle stage of martial arts and has the highest martial rank present.
"I have admired you for a long time," Xue Tong said politely.
Master Yanhe Temple had a dry appearance, and his gray eyebrows almost covered half of his eyes. He snorted and did not speak.
"Jia Sheng, 40% of the drug stores in Yongjin City belong to him."
"Ye Sheng, come all the way from Dongyang City, thousands of miles away."
"Jiao Tianren, three senior brothers, he has become the representative."
"Brother and sister Wang Tianren are a perfect match and are unstoppable."
Gu Jiazhen introduced them one by one, and the three saints and three people present were at their peak.
These people all have deep auras and are not good-natured.
The topic quickly turned to Yongjin Palace.
"In the past few visits to the Golden Palace, there was no news about finding treasures. According to the survivors' descriptions, the first two levels of the Golden Palace stopped everyone. Nearly 40% died, and the rest were forced to the entrance of the Golden Palace."
"Brother Yanhe came to Gu and proposed to form a team to break through the level. After the treasure is obtained, the treasures will be distributed according to the amount of effort. Gu is timid and has no intention of going to the Golden Palace to explore the secrets. He can only help Brother Yanhe contact some Taoist friends." Gu Jiazhen said.
Xue Tong was secretly amused. Such alliances would eventually break up and end bloody. It was just that the leader of Yanhe Temple had the highest martial rank, so most people would not be able to react to his proposal.
