Practicing the techniques of the Wild God Realm also requires spiritual veins. Any place with spiritual veins in this world must be an occupied land. It is either occupied by humans or used as a nest by monsters.
In today's Yuan Continent, the human race is prosperous, and the demon clan has a rare place to establish itself. The truly famous mountains, rivers, and beautiful places are all occupied by sects. The demon beasts just rely on the human race to survive. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are domesticated spiritual beasts.
If He Shiyong wants to build Ziyang Gate out of thin air, he must seize other people's Mountain Gate.
The monks from the four sects present could not understand what was being said, and all fell silent with solemn expressions.
"Where do you plan to build the mountain gate, senior?" asked a monk from Qinglin Hall.
He Shiyong frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Five Poison Sect, Bihai Sect, Yunmang Sword Sect, Qinglin Hall, which of the four major sects is suitable?" the poisonous hand old man asked.
"How many fourth-level monks do you have in the Five Poison Sect?"
"There are five Formless True Lords in our sect." The old man with poisonous hands said while thinking about his beard.
"There are actually so many?"
"The Yunmang Sword Sect only has two true masters, Yunjian and Lingjian. However, the Yunmang Sword Sect has amazing swordsmanship and should not be underestimated." A Yunmang swordsman said.
"Comrades, there is no need to argue about this matter." He Shiyong looked deeply and said with a serious face: "The establishment of the mountain gate needs long-term consideration. The trip to the secret realm is about to end. We will contact you after we leave."
Hearing this, everyone nodded silently. At this time, a monk in blue shirt stood up and suggested: "To facilitate future contact, each of our four factions should nominate a liaison person."
"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true." Another person agreed.
After some deliberations, everyone reached a consensus.
Yu Shihuai, the representative of Qinglin Hall, Old Man Poisonous Hand from the Five Poison Sect, Wu Chongjiu, the representative of the Yunmang Sword Sect, and Ma Changlong, the representative of the Bihai Sect. These four people were elected to become the liaisons between the four sects of the Ziyang Sect.
"Okay, in that case, let's leave the secret realm first and return to the sect. I will contact you as soon as possible about the establishment of the mountain gate." He Shiyong looked around the crowd and said.
After that, he exerted slight pressure on his feet, and the basalt turtle shell cracked open with a crack.
Everyone was wondering why He Shiyong suddenly stepped on the turtle shell.
He Shiyong didn't explain, he just showed a meaningful smile to the turtle shell under him, then stepped into the void and flew away out of thin air.
Everyone followed...
He Shiyong is now a fourth-level existence and can walk sideways in the secret realm.
After everyone left, there was only a "click" sound, and the turtle shell completely shattered into countless fragments, and Li Shuidao and Nangong Qin appeared.
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basin.
The three red moons are about to merge.
The monks from the four sects of Yunmang Sword Sect, Qinglin Hall, Five Poison Sect, and Bihai Sect formed their own groups, as if they didn't know each other.
They were whispering, and the content of their discussion was how to deal with the cross-examination of the senior monks of their sect.
This time they gained a lot. Each team had at least ten Pangu beards. With such a big gain, even if a few disciples from the sect died, the sect would never blame them.
After all, disciples of a powerful family are not necessarily direct descendants of a wealthy family.
A true direct descendant of a wealthy family would never take such a risk.
He Shiyong, dressed in white, slowly walked up to a man and a woman.
The man and woman immediately clasped their fists and saluted in a respectful manner.
"Junior Li Shuidao." The man cupped his hands and said.
"Junior Nangong Qin." The woman saluted.
"I've met senior." The two said in unison.
He Shiyong smiled faintly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Which sect are you two from?"
"We are all disciples of the Five Poison Sect." they replied.
He Shiyong showed a hint of surprise: "Then why didn't you follow the poisonous old man and the others?"
Li Shuidao explained: "We are not core members of the sect organization. We came here to find opportunities on our own this time."
He Shiyong nodded, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes: "Would you two join the Ziyang Clan?"
After thinking for a moment, Nangong Qin nodded and said, "I do."
Although the Heavenly Snake Fruit can help her advance to the Naxu Realm, it does not guarantee that she will advance.
After all, the Heavenly Snake Fruit is not the "Immortal Aperture Pill" and the two are not equally precious.
In comparison, the allure of the wild and mysterious arts is greater. If you can successfully practice it, advancing to the third level is almost a certainty.
Li Shuidao was silent for a moment, with a troubled expression on his face: "Our Li family is attached to the Five Poison Sect. It would be inappropriate for me to openly betray the sect."
He Shiyong nodded in approval and sighed: "Mortal love is not over, but it is the bond of the great road. Don't worry, I will never force it. When the Ziyang Sect is founded, you still have the opportunity to make another choice."
After that, he turned and left, hiding among the monks of the Yunmang Sword Sect.
Looking at He Shiyong's leaving figure, Li Shuidao narrowed his eyes.
The entire Immortal Path Secret Realm has a touch of weirdness.
The monsters in the secret realm look wild, but in fact they are like guards, guarding the spiritual grass, Pangu Beard and the Altar of the Wild God.
He Shiyong is even more weird.
He suddenly had the fourth level of peak cultivation, and he could control it easily.
Neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither slow nor quick, hiding his cultivation and blending into the crowd.
He Shiyong's cultivation suddenly skyrocketed by two big steps. Instead of releasing his desires, he took his time to establish the Ziyang Sect to help everyone break through the realm and improve their cultivation.
This is a little weird.
How could He Shiyong control the soaring power mentally without even a calm period for changing his mentality?
This can only mean that He Shiyong was either taken away from his body, or there was another consciousness in his soul.
A strong person from the upper realm could not possibly be trying to help the monks from the lower realm with such deliberate intentions. The conspiracy involved is probably unimaginable.
Li Shuidao fell into deep thinking and thought of many possibilities, but after all, he had too little knowledge and could only guess.
At this time, the three red moons in the sky began to approach slowly, and then merged into a huge ball of light.
This ball of light emits bright light, as if water is surging on its surface, and twisted space surrounds it.
In the basin, streaks of colorful escaping light flew up, piercing the sky like meteors, and disappeared into the twisted space.
Li Shuidao, Nangong Qin also flew towards the light ball. After entering the light ball, their vision gradually blurred. When they refocused, they had arrived at Tianyuan Continent.
This is a bustling square, with towering buildings, bustling crowds, and all kinds of spiritual beasts... This is Xiantu City.
Li Shuidao stood in the square and looked around, feeling like he was in another world.
At this time, he was still wearing a mask on his face, using Li Banxian's appearance.
After Li Shuidao appeared, he lowered his head, blended into the crowd, left the City Lord's Mansion and went to "Miaodanfang".
(End of chapter)
