The next day.
Qin Yuan learned a piece of news.
Millions of monks established a monks' alliance, elected state leaders, and then elected the general leader through the state leaders.
The general leader is called Pu Jing.
What impressed Qin Yuan most about Pu Jing was that his mount turned out to be a big black bear.
"You can instigate this Pu Jing to attack Immortal Island just like you instigated Sun Laodian."
Qin Yuan said secretly.
So, at night.
The short and stocky Pu Jing sat on the chair, enjoying the service of the maid, and felt very comfortable.
I never thought that one day I would rule the world.
"Master, the bear is fed."
Qin Yuan, disguised as Pu Jing's servant Yigu, walked in from outside and said respectfully with his head lowered.
"Then go back and rest."
Pu Jing showed his rough big hand.
Qin Yuan was about to seduce Pu Jing by saying that the fairy island has natural resources and treasures.
"Igu, you have been with me for many years. Do you want to get rich?"
Pu Jing said suddenly.
Qin Yuan: "..."
How is it different from what was expected.
"think"
Qin Yuan replied.
"In a few days, I will lead people to attack the fairy island where the Holy Spirit is. Then you will go too."
Pu Jing said.
Seeing that Qin Yuan didn't react much, he added: "There are many treasures of heaven and earth on the Immortal Island, and any of them is enough for you to become a great monk."
Qin Yuan pretended to be excited: "Really?"
"My dignified leader can still lie to you."
Pu Jing pretended to be unhappy.
"Thank you, Chief Alliance Leader"
Qin Yuan expressed his gratitude.
"Come, play with me"
Pu Jing stood up and said.
Qin Yuan: "..."
This is forcing me to kill someone.
"I'll give you three moves"
Pu Jing made a defensive move.
It turns out that Wanwan refers to this.
The murderous intention in Qin Yuan's heart suddenly disappeared.
Seven days later.
early morning.
Pu Jing led an army to conquer the Immortal Island for a very good reason. The Holy Spirit of the Immortal Island has been extorting the ultimate divine gold all year round, which has brought a heavy burden to the monks in the world.
In the sky, domain gates appeared one after another.
Groups of monks drove in.
Qin Yuan was mixed in among them.
After accidentally meeting Li Jiaxuan and saying hello, Qin Yuan became Yi Gu again.
I have nothing to do and look through the various written records left by the future Bodhisattva Zhang Julu.
See if there is any record of the Holy Spirit on it.
Well, it was so easy to find.
"There is a strange species in heaven and earth, called the Holy Spirit. The dragons and dragons will not fight with them, and their ferocity rises to the sky. Kill the majestic beasts and swallow up all the great talents."
"There is a fairy island in the East China Sea, covering thousands of miles, with strange rocks on it. It absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon. One day, the sky breaks apart, and a stone man is born. He is called the Holy Spirit. He claims to have been born for hundreds of thousands of years."
Qin Yuan's focus is not on these two introductions, but on the small characters on the side of the future Bodhisattva.
"Is this Holy Spirit the same Holy Spirit recorded in ancient books three thousand years ago before the great change of heaven and earth?"
Qin Yuan stroked his beard.
It turns out that the last great change in the world was three thousand years ago.
No wonder there are no records of monks in history books.
The civilization he lived in in his previous life, what happened three thousand years ago, is already a bunch of myths, but it is still a blessing to be passed on.
The history of other civilizations three thousand years ago is a lot of fabrication.
Time can annihilate everything.
Qin Yuan sighed softly in his heart and slowed down a little.
There is a high probability that the one in front of you is not the one from Three Thousand Years, otherwise it would not be so weak.
In three thousand years, even a pig can become a fairy pig, let alone a holy spirit.
Qin Yuan narrowed his eyes.
It is not impossible that the Holy Spirit had an accident.
Strength plummeted.
Otherwise, why do you always ask for those dangerous divine gold?
Time passed unconsciously.
Qin Yuan has traveled thousands of miles deep into the sea with millions of monks.
When he turned around, he saw that there were only a few hundred thousand monks left.
Look back.
There are hundreds of scattered islands behind you, and on almost every one of them there are some monks who are searching for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, relics of martial arts, and divine passage soldiers.
If they encounter anyone who is blocking them, whether it is other living beings or restrictions, they will directly blast them with the light of faith.
Almost everyone has an expression on their face that says I am the best in the world.
Continuous victories have swelled this group of monks to no end.
"Igu, what's wrong?"
Pu Jing saw that Qin Yuan looked wrong and came over.
Qin Yuan told the truth.
"A hundred thousand people are enough to destroy the Holy Spirit of Immortal Island"
Pu Jing raised his chin and said confidently.
Qin Yuan was speechless.
Even if there were only 10,000 people, Pu Jing would probably say a word that would be enough.
"I have consulted many ancient books, and there are as many natural and earthly treasures on the Immortal Island as there are mountains and seas."
Pu Jing said.
Qin Yuan is a little funny.
In the past, he kept fooling Sun Laodian, but now it's the other way around.
"This time it's over, you don't have to be a servant by my side anymore"
Pu Jing said with a smile.
Qin Yuan said gratefully: "It's all thanks to the master's support."
"You have served me with all your heart and soul for so many years, and you deserve this."
Pu Jing patted Qin Yuan on the shoulder and said.
Qin Yuan just smiled and said nothing.
Well, here we are.
An ordinary island appeared in Qin Yuan's eyes.
This is too small.
It's no more than a hundred miles in radius, and it's completely bare.
wrong.
Qin Yuan poured magic power into his eyes and looked at them carefully for a while.
A huge island with an area of thousands of miles appeared.
This is the true face of Fairy Island.
Um.
Qin Yuan saw dense formation patterns, many of which were beyond his knowledge.
"Explode the array pattern"
Pu Jing shouted loudly.
Not long after, hundreds of thousands of monks worked together to shine the light of faith on the formation pattern.
There was a violent shaking.
"Southeast direction, hair"
Pu Jing ordered again.
Immediately afterwards, a formation pattern in the southeast was destroyed by the light of faith.
Suddenly, a giant island thousands of miles away appeared in front of hundreds of thousands of people.
The clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining brightly above, and all kinds of elixirs are spraying with spiritual energy, just like the garden of the Emperor of Heaven.
The eyes of hundreds of thousands of people watching were glowing green.
I can't wait to jump in now.
Time passed slowly, and the passage to the Immortal Island was completely opened.
Hundreds of thousands of people rushed in in a mighty manner.
Qin Yuan hung at the back, looking around vigilantly.
If something goes wrong, retreat immediately.
"The spiritual energy here is so rich, one puff is worth a hundred puffs outside."
"There are ancient medicines that are thousands of years old over there. My God, there is a ten thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum on the cliff over there."
"Many precious weapon-making materials are thrown everywhere like scrap metal."
"There is a profound secret here"
…
The monks were like rich and powerful people entering a leek field, and their mouths were almost watering.
Qin Yuan's eyes fell on a skeleton lying in the grass, and he was slightly dazed.
Because the skeleton was holding a rusty knife with the word "Ba Dao" engraved on it.
It turns out that the ancestor of the Ba Dao line died on the Immortal Island.
Qin Yuan took another look at the medicine field not far away.
Obviously, the ancestor of the Tyrant Sword died trying to collect ancient medicine.
Qin Yuan felt that Ba Dao's cultivation during his lifetime was comparable to that of mountains and seas.
genius.
Qin Yuan praised in his heart.
You must know that when the ancestor of Ba Dao lived, the world had not changed greatly.
"Look, the stone next to the body is a rare kind of divine gold."
Pu Jing said.
Only then did Qin Yuan notice the stone next to the ancestor of the Tyrant Sword.
Pu Jing frowned and said: "The medicine field next to it is poisonous, and the skeleton must have been poisoned to death."
"I, the Five Poison Boy, are not afraid of poison."
A man who looked like a child and wore alien clothes laughed and flew over.
puff!
Lying down.
Qin Yuan and Pu Jing looked at each other and said the same thing: fool.
"Yes"
Pu Jing took out a fully enclosed bulky battle suit and put it on.
Feeling uneasy, I put on a fully enclosed and bulky suit.
Ignoring the dissuasion of the guards following behind, I walked over.
step.
Two steps.
…
A hundred steps.
Pu Jing's body began to shake slightly.
Qin Yuan quietly took action and squeezed away some of the poisonous gas.
Pu Jing quickened his pace, came to the stone, picked up the stone, and ran back.
When he arrived, he sat down on the ground.
Breathing heavily.
Qin Yuan sprinkled some poisonous substances on the stone.
Then sprinkle the detoxifying substance on it.
Do it again and again before stopping.
