When facing Taoist Blood Gourd, he had to be restrained by two unpredictable pottery figurines, otherwise he would not have been able to escape these two times. There was only one time when the old man in green robe relied on his own strength to escape smoothly when Emperor Kun was crossing the tribulation. The most important thing was that the Five Elements Maze Array held the opponent back for a short moment. Otherwise, he had the Dragon Soul Battle Bead. It can only be in vain.
Similar strength, but different fates. Lu Xiaotian could only sigh at this time. It seems that what he has learned is a little mixed, and sometimes it is not a bad thing. Sometimes seemingly inconspicuous places become the key to survival. Lu Xiaotian also expressed more emotions about the difficulties and dangers on the road to cultivating immortality. It seems that being able to go further on the road to cultivating immortality is not all about talent. No matter how strong you are, you need opportunities. Unlucky, just like this bloody-faced monk, he was the only one with extraordinary talent in his life, but he died under the claws of Di Kun.
With such emotion, Lu Xiaotian quickly smiled again. He couldn't even remember the spiritual stones he had used over the years, and he was too lazy to remember them. What he earned was only a small amount, and most of them were obtained from other monks. The things he had snatched from him had already been almost consumed over the past ten years, but all the way to Luohe Island, those monks with ill intentions fell into his hands one after another, especially the ones in the storage bag of the bloody-faced monk. There were so many spiritual stones, other elixirs, and spiritual objects that he was a little stunned. He didn't know whether they were plundered from other people or given by the elders in the family. Lu Xiaotian shook his head and transferred all these things into the barrier. Although he encountered several obstacles along the way, the spiritual stones that were almost consumed before have become abundant again. Originally, Lu Xiaotian planned to take some of them on Luohe Island. The elixirs were exchanged for some spiritual stones, and now there was no need to do anything unnecessary.
When he was about to arrive at Luohe Island, Lu Xiaotian saw a large number of monks flying in his direction, or flying towards the sea behind him. Having already arrived at Luohe Island, Lu Xiaotian is not worried that someone will deliberately intercept and kill him. And at this time, there were dozens of monks who wanted to enter Luohe Island just like him.
When they entered Luohe Island, a powerful divine sweep immediately swept over them. Not long after, a group of monks on full alert flew over and blocked their group.
"Stop, everyone lowers to the ground immediately, opens the storage bag for inspection!" The monk leading the team is a young man in the late stage of foundation building. Although there are not many people on the other side, and their cultivation level is not high, the simple three figures on the other side's blue armor The color of the Zitong symbol tells everyone that this is a Zitong Sect monk.
"We are monks from Qingdeng Temple, can we be accommodating?" Several monks who looked like monks said with unhappy expressions.
"Yes, why? We are all monks passing by. We passed by the island where so many sects are located, and no one wanted to check the storage bag." In addition, some casual cultivators saw the monks from Qingdeng Temple coming forward and immediately shouted. .
"Even the golden elixir monks must undergo inspection. Those who do not accept the inspection will be killed without mercy!" the young monk said solemnly.
I originally thought that as long as everyone worked together, it would be enough to make the Zitong Sect monks in front of me fearful. I didn't expect these Zitong Sect people to act so arrogantly.
"I advise you not to take any chances and accept the examination obediently. It will save everyone trouble." The young monk and the others were full of murderous intent. If there was any slight disagreement, they would take action.
Although Zitong Brown can only rank in the middle of the Blue Devil Sea, the sect is located on another large island hundreds of miles away, where the Yuan Ying Ancestor is stationed. Hundreds of miles away is not a small amount of time for the Yuan Ying Ancestor. In just a few moments, wanting to have a conflict with the Zitong Sect monks here would be tantamount to courting death. At this time, a dispute broke out, and a golden elixir monk from the Zitong Sect flew over and looked at the foundation-building monks with an evil look on his face.
The Foundation Establishment monks can still fight for it. Now that the Golden Core monks are here, there is nowhere for them to resist. Many of them have just returned from the sea. Some have gained a lot, and some have robbed and killed. He had found other monks and had a lot of spiritual stones and monster materials in his storage bag, or he had collected some old spiritual herbs. Naturally, he didn't want to take them out and make others worry about them.
But even when the Zitong Sect's Golden Core cultivators came forward, they had no room to resist, not even if dozens of them combined.
Under the absolute strength, everyone could only open their storage bags one by one and accept the inspection of Zitong Sect.
Lu Xiaotian mingled among the crowd and could only open the storage bag. Apart from a few low-grade spiritual stones, one or two ordinary magic weapons, and several spiritual herbs of ordinary value, there was nothing else inside.
At this time, on the island, there are still a large number of casual cultivators who have been inspected, or some monks from other sects. They are crowding around like watching the excitement, and they will let out a cry every time they see a highly valuable spiritual object. Marvel, apparently they have had similar experiences before. When he saw the shabby condition in Lu Xiaotian's storage bag, there was a sudden boo.
When checking Lu Xiaotian's spirit beast bag, Lu Xiaotian deliberately wanted to put Di Kun's spirit beast bag away while his body was tumbling, but his movements could not be too obvious. The restless little fire crow jumped out, causing the monks present to burst into laughter. Unexpectedly, a foundation-building monk would bring such a little fire crow that even the Qi Refining monks despised.
Lu Xiaotian pretended to be embarrassed and quickly grabbed the croaking little fire crow and stuffed it into the spirit beast bag, which made the monks on the island laugh continuously. When the second spirit beast bag was opened, there was a small black sleeping insect inside, which made everyone around him speechless.
"Why bother? Let him in. We are pressed for time and there are still a lot of people to check." The young man who led the team before looked impatient. In the distance, several miles away, there were several teams of casual cultivators. Approaching the island, several people lost interest in Lu Xiaotian, who was extremely shabby.
Also, a storage bag is so shabby, and even the monk whose spiritual beast is only a small fire crow, who knows what kind of bad luck, has managed to reach the foundation building stage. It is really a big forest and there are all kinds of birds.
Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but show a wry smile, even though the wry smile on his face was fake. The most valuable items are naturally within the barrier. Searching his storage bag will certainly yield nothing.
"Go over." The young monk urged.
Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief. The fact that he had a seventh-level battle pet must not be leaked easily, otherwise it would not be a good thing. It's just that Lu Xiaotian is a little strange. He came all the way and passed the islands where some sects are located, including many sects bigger than Zitong Sect. However, this kind of forcibly checking the storage bag without taking any action was... Somewhat bizarre.
The other monks who went to the island with Lu Xiaotian also had the same doubts on their faces. If something went wrong, there must be a monster. Everyone present was not a fool, so they could naturally guess that something big must have happened.
"Fellow Taoist, has something big happened? Why is this Zitong Sect such a sect, and is it not afraid of offending other cultivators and other sects?" Several monks from Qingdeng Temple still had some expressions on their faces at this time. Bucha, after landing on the island, asked the two middle-aged monks in front of him.
