Bottom of Luoshui River.
Prime Minister Turtle walked not far and saw a carp half a foot long.
"It's all yours today!"
brush!
The carp has lived for who knows how many years, and has developed an ignorant intelligence. It senses danger and flees quickly.
Prime Minister Turtle has not come out for decades. He is suffocating in the cave and does not use any restraint spells. He follows the carp like a cat catching a mouse.
"Run! Run again!"
After a moment of chasing four or five miles under the water, Prime Minister Turtle was about to cast a spell when Mung Bean's eyes widened and six figures appeared not far ahead. "Monster! Die!"
He Dong waved the long blue flag, and a one-foot-long black dragon with one horn came out, baring its fangs and claws to kill.
"Master Tao, have mercy on me!'
Prime Minister Turtle panicked, turned around and ran away with his head in his hands. Fortunately, the strong defense of the turtle shell prevented the black dragon from killing him.
He Dong looked happy when he saw the turtle demon escaping. He followed behind with a magic weapon, casting spells and bombarding him twice from time to time.
Prime Minister Turtle has lived for hundreds of years, and his IQ is no longer that of an ordinary demon clan. He naturally knows the purpose of the monks behind him. He pretends to be panicked and frightened on the surface, but in fact he is constantly sneering in his heart.
"When you enter the cave, the Immortal will tell you to look good!"
The humans and monsters each had their own hidden agendas, and soon arrived at the entrance to the spiritual land.
A waterspout rose up, revealing the cave, and Prime Minister Turtle sneered and got in.
Fairy Cave.
Zhou Yi was picking the Blood Spirit Fruit. Perhaps he was nourished by the jade dew of creation. The Blood Vine Demon, who originally had only instinct, was quite close to him. Instead of struggling to stop him, he took the initiative to reveal the Blood Spirit Fruit, like a child asking for credit.
Prime Minister Turtle ran in shouting: "Immortal, what's wrong! A group of monks came outside, shouting to fight and kill!"
"What kind of cultivation level does this person have?
Zhou Yi took out the Cave Formation Disk, and the formation restrictions reached the limit. Feeling unsafe, he opened his mouth and spit out the Soul-fixing Mirror.
After more than two hundred years of cultivation, the soul-fixing mirror is completely silver-white without any traces of bronze rust. At this time, the power is comparable to that of a top-level magical weapon. The silver-white divine light released not only immobilizes the evil spirits and ghosts, but can also capture the souls of living people.
"Refining Qi? Or building foundation? We don't dare to look at it."
Prime Minister Turtle was thinking about how to complain when a sound came from above his head.
"Already chasing you!
Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness swept over and clearly noticed that the six monks had slipped through the water veins and fallen into the cave.
"Is this the Qi refining period? I'm not sure there are any dangerous magic weapons. Let's use the formation to consume them first!"
at the same time.
He Dong and others sensed the rich water aura, which was even richer than the original family spiritual place, and they all expressed surprise.
"Finally found it, the spiritual land in the ancestor's notes!"
"That turtle demon has good defense, but it is a problem."
"It doesn't matter, there is a talisman and seal left by the ancestor. If you don't want to die, just accept it as its owner."
"The turtle demon has a long lifespan. If he is promoted to a great demon in the future, he can protect the clan for hundreds of years!"
What the six people saw in the spiritual land was not a spiritual field or a stone house, but an empty grotto.
As he spoke, he landed on the ground, and suddenly found that his feet were soft and not like earth and stone. Before he could ask any questions, the scene in all directions changed drastically.
The ground turned into turbulent waves, eight golden pillars rose from the water, and a scorching sun condensed above the head.
With a crash, a turbulent wave came, submerging He Zheng, who was the weakest in cultivation, and he was swept away to no one knows where.
"Illusion formation? This spiritual land has an owner!'
He Dong reacted the fastest, waving his hand and scattering a few thunderballs towards the surroundings.
Thunder beads are powerful and have a low hit rate, so they are most suitable for breaking formations that are difficult to move.
Rumble!
After a series of roars, the eight-door golden lock formation did not even tremble. Instead, the sun above the head spurted out balls of flames, which were as powerful as foundation-building spells.
He Dong and others quickly activated the protective magic weapon, but the divine fire burned gold and molten iron, and the low-grade magic weapon was destroyed upon contact.
"Senior, spare your life!"
"We have no intention of intruding, but we are willing to present the ancestral classics!'
He Dong spurted several mouthfuls of blood to activate, and activated the long blue flag to the extreme. The one-horned black dragon hovered above everyone's heads, blocking the divine fire of the sun.
Outside the formation.
He Zheng woke up faintly and opened his eyes to see two mung bean eyes, spinning.
Prime Minister Gui said sternly: "The Immortal asked you, where do you come from and what is your name?"
He Zheng noticed the old man behind the turtle demon. He had white beard and hair and was holding a silver mirror. He sensed the terrifying mana and answered quickly.
"Junior He Zheng was originally practicing at Qingfeng Mountain in Jingguo."
"Qingfengshan Hejia?'
Zhou Yi recalled for a moment and asked: "Is there a real person named He Sheng in your ancestors?"
"Exactly, Ancestor He is the great-grandfather of the younger generation.
He Zhengzheng showed joy and quickly explained: "Now that Qingfeng Mountain has been destroyed by the Tianmo Sect, we who were lucky enough to escape were only trying to find a spiritual place to escape the catastrophe, and we had no intention of disturbing our seniors!"
"Heavenly Demon Sect! Catastrophe!'
Zhou Yi frowned slightly, with a bad premonition, and his eyes flickered: "I have been in seclusion for a long time. Can you tell me what changes have happened in the outside world in recent years?"
Ecstasy!
The entry-level divine soul spell, Zhou Yi's divine consciousness covers a radius of fifty feet, which is comparable to the middle stage of foundation building.
He Zheng fell into confusion without even struggling, and told everything he knew: "About twenty years ago, disciples of the Tianmo Sect went south in large numbers, causing trouble in Piaozhou, and supporting scattered cultivators from all over the country to resist the Danding Sect.
The Danding Sect's restrictions on Yunzhou's casual cultivators can be described as high-pressure and strict.
Previously, the casual cultivators were unable to resist, so they could only abide by the rules of the Alchemy Sect and struggle to survive.
The Heavenly Demon Sect saw this clearly and used exercises and elixirs as bait, especially several secret magic methods that forcibly built foundations, and quickly gathered many casual cultivators who were nearing the end of their lifespan.
There has never been a shortage of careerists in the world, let alone monks who are nearing the end of their lifespan. Nowadays, all spiritual places and cities in Yunzhou are in a state of smog. The He family in Qingfeng Mountain was a victim. It was once guarded by Master Ji Zhu, who had strong self-reliance and recruited some casual cultivators to run the spiritual land.
It turned out that one of the late-stage Qi Refining monks had been farming in Qingfeng Mountain for hundreds of years, and the He family was no longer wary of him. Unexpectedly, he secretly joined the Heavenly Demon Sect, converted to practice demonic arts, sacrificed blood to all the creatures in the spiritual land, and forcibly broke into the foundation-building realm to extend his life.
Qingfeng Mountain turned into a dangerous place, and the He family members suffered heavy casualties. Only five people escaped from Qingfeng Mountain.
The remaining five people took refuge in the mortal He's family. During this period, they discovered that He Zheng had spiritual roots and taught them skills to lead the way.
"The invasion of the Heavenly Demon Sect is currently limited to the foundation building period. We must get the Small Heaven-cutting Technique before the war expands!"
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, activated the formation plate to stop the Great Sun Fire Formation, and said: "When I was in the Qi refining stage, I had the guidance of Master He, which can be regarded as a slight favor. Since I am a descendant of the He family, I should take care of him.
He Zheng was so blessed that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"I also ask senior to take you in. I am willing to visit you morning and evening, worship day and night, and be driven by my senior!"
"good."
Zhou Yi opened a portal with the formation and said, "Go and talk to those people. If you don't want to stay in the spiritual land, Pindao won't force you.
He Zheng sensed the undisguised murderous intention and knew that the real person in front of him was not a good person, so he quickly went to persuade the tribesmen.
Zhou Yi took this opportunity to arrange several formations around the stone house, cutting the entire Lingdi Cave from it.
All the hundred-year-old elixirs are transplanted into the formation. From now on, the He family members can only practice outside. Without permission, those who dare to enter the place where Zhou Yi cultivates can only become fertilizers for the elixirs.
The situation was stronger than the people. He Zheng and others were very reasonable and willing to join Zhou Yi.
Chaos is beginning to appear in the world of cultivating immortals. It is a good thing to have a spiritual place to cultivate quietly and a real person to protect you, and only pay a negligible amount of loyalty.
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