The Rise of the Shen Family

Above the height of more than ten thousand feet, the tyrannical wind raged here, and countless terrifying breaths swept out from the space cracks that suddenly appeared and quickly closed.

At this height, even those Jindan real people who have practiced body protection magic standing here will be scraped into minced meat by the sharp wind and the unpredictable spatial turbulence.

However, just above the ten thousand zhang altitude, where the vitality is slim, there seems to be a figure moving slowly in the whistling wind. He is dressed in a cyan robe, and there is a road paved with auspiciousness under his feet. Can instantly travel to dozens of miles away.

At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi was holding a compass that looked extremely simple but incomparably mysterious. The rusted pointer above the compass was constantly turning slightly, as if it was guiding the man to a certain coordinate.

Looking at the pointer that kept shaking back and forth, the man couldn't help frowning and whispered to himself:

"It seems that this should be the place where the [Mysterious Seal] fell..."

After all, his sharp eyes shot directly through the raging wind and the thick original layer below him, and shot onto a beautiful Lingshan Mountain on the plain.

I saw that there were exquisite buildings built on top of this Lingshan, and there was a simple stone tablet at the foot of the mountain, with the word "Qingyun" engraved on it.

And just as the man quietly looked up and down Qingyunmen, his cold eyes could not help but burst out with a touch of surprise.

"I didn't expect that a Nascent Soul cultivator could be born in such a thin place..."

The man in Tsing Yi, named Situ Changkong, was born in the Holy Land of the Eastern Regions, the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, and is a rare swordsman in his sect for thousands of years.

Now that he is only a mere five hundred years old, his cultivation base has already reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his one-handed swordsmanship supernatural power is even more superb.

And this time, the reason why he crossed the two major regions alone, entered the southern region from the eastern region, and did not hesitate to cross the dangerous Hengduan Mountains, is precisely to hunt down the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator who escaped into the Lingnan Xiuxian Realm. .

As for the reason, it's all about a love word!

Back then, Situ Changkong's beloved was killed by that demon cultivator, or he was made into a corpse.

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In a cave in the mountain behind Qingyunmen, Qingyang Master was sitting and floating on a spiritual cave, and above his head, there was a large array of light blue light that slowly moved.

I saw that in the grooves around this great formation, there were several crystal clear spirit stones, and the fluctuations of the spiritual power emitted by each spirit stone were a thousand times or even ten thousand times that of ordinary low-grade spirit stones.

All of them are very rare high-grade spirit stones in the Lingnan Xiuxian world!

In addition to these high-grade spiritual stones, there are also piles of middle-grade and low-grade spiritual stones in the groove, which are turning into powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, thereby releasing pure aura.

At this time, what is shrouded in Qingyang Zhenren is a fourth-order [Spirit Gathering Array], which can transform the surrounding spiritual stones into pure spiritual energy, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the cave, and fully supply the former to practice.

After all, Qingyun Mountain is only a fourth-rank top-grade spiritual mountain. Now that the Qingyang real person has achieved the Yuanying Dao, the spiritual energy provided by Qingyun Mountain has naturally begun to be unable to satisfy his daily meditation practice.

Therefore, in the case of a last resort, Qingyang Master can only set up a fourth-order [Spirit Gathering Array] in the cave, and then rely on refining a large number of spiritual stones to meet his own cultivation needs.

But even so, this method can only barely maintain the minimum requirements of his daily consumption of spiritual power, and it is impossible to use the refining spiritual power to improve his own cultivation.

The fourth-order [Spirit Gathering Array] consumes a lot of spirit stones every day, and the top-grade spirit stones alone need to be replaced every ten days.

Such a luxurious usage, only Qingyunmen can support it for a short time with its thousands of years of sect background, but it can't last for long.

At this moment, Qingyang Zhenren sat cross-legged above the spiritual cave with his eyes closed, and in front of him floated a broken black sword, exuding a violent aura.

It was the broken fifth-order spiritual treasure that was offered in the Qingyunmen Patriarch's Hall!

This ink-colored remnant sword was obtained by a certain Jindan ancestor of Qingyunmen from the ruins of the outer sea more than a thousand years ago. Although it can only be regarded as a remnant of a spiritual treasure that annihilated the spirit of the artifact, it is still enshrined in the ancestor's hall. As the last trump card of Qingyunmen.

And because the suffocating energy contained in this ink-colored sword is too heavy, and it is a fifth-order spiritual treasure, the Qingyunmen Jindan real person in all dynasties must pay an extremely heavy price to urge this sword.

It's like the real Cangsu who relied on this black-colored sword to fight with the three late Jindan cultivators from the Wuji Sect that day was the price of his life.

Now, Qingyang Zhenren has become a cultivator of Nascent Soul, and naturally has the ability to refine this spiritual treasure for his own use, and he does not have to worry about the backlash of the evil spirit hidden in the sword.

Qingyang Zhenren was carefully refining this ink-colored sword, and the red spiritual power in his body continuously poured into the interior of the sword, leaving the imprint of the soul on it.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his turbid eyes, his white eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and an extremely heavy expression appeared on his face full of surroundings.

The next moment, Master Qingyang immediately put away the ink-colored sword in the cave, and then disappeared in the empty cave in a flash.

When his figure reappeared, he had already come to the sky above Qingyun Mountain, carefully shuttled through the raging wind and the elusive spatial turbulence.

After a long time, the Qingyang Master was suspended in the turbulent wind, and the vicissitudes of life was still extremely solemn, as if he was looking for something in this harsh turbulent wind.

At this moment, a man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared a hundred meters away from where he was standing, and the other party seemed to be waiting for his arrival.

The sudden appearance of the man in Tsing Yi surprised Qingyang Zhenren involuntarily. The other party was able to easily come to him not far away, and he was not discovered by him. His cultivation base was obviously far above him.

However, he did not feel the transitional fear and horror because of this. Instead, he bowed his hands very politely towards the man in blue hanging not far away:

"Old man Qingyang, I have seen fellow Daoist!"

Situ Zhangkong looked at Qingyang Zhenren lightly, but quickly frowned, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his cold eyes.

On this side, when Master Qingyang noticed that the other party was looking at him, although there was no strange expression on his face, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

His own situation can be concealed from Jindan Zhenren, but obviously he can't be concealed from the foreign Nascent Soul cultivator whose cultivation is far above him.

On the other side, Situ Zhangkong had long since withdrawn his gaze, his stern face regained the cold look like a sharp sword, and no longer paid attention to the physical condition of Qingyang Zhenren.

After all, when he decided to come alone to kill the demon, he didn't think about needing help at all. However, after he suddenly discovered that there was a Nascent Soul cultivator in this barren land, he temporarily gave birth to join hands with the other party to kill the demon. idea.

"This seat is from the Wandao Sword Sect in the Holy Land of the Eastern Region. This time I came here to kill a demon cultivator of the Nascent Soul who fled here from the Eastern Region."

Situ Changkong bluntly reported his own origin and the purpose of this visit, but Qingyang Zhenren on the other side fell into contemplation.

Although the Lingnan Xiuxian Realm has always been isolated from the world and doesn't know much about the situation on the other side of the Hengduan Mountains, Qingyang Master, as the high-level Qingyunmen, knows some simple situations.

After all, the founder of Qingyunmen came to Lingnan from the other side of the Hengduan Mountains, and he also left some simple information about the other side of the Hengduan Mountains for future generations.

According to Qingyang Zhenren, the other side of the Hengduan Mountains is a very vast world, and the whole world is divided into five broad areas: east, south, west, north, and middle.

The land of Lingnan is located in a remote corner of the Southern Region, and the Eastern Region mentioned by the man in Tsing Yi is already very far away from the land of Lingnan.

After a few breaths, Master Qingyang reacted and hurriedly bowed politely:

"On behalf of all the living beings in the Lingnan Xiuxian world, I would like to thank fellow Daoists for being able to come and wait for me to eliminate demons and defend the Dao..."

Qingyang Zhenren clearly knew that the man in Tsing Yi in front of him was the key to his Qingyun Sect's ability to pacify this demonic disaster, defeat the Promise Sect, and complete the great cause of unifying Lingnan.

So he just put down his figure and complimented and praised the other party.

However, in the face of Qingyang's gratitude, Situ Zhangkong obviously didn't care, and asked directly:

"I found that there are traces of the [Mysterious Seal] in this place. I think that the devil once appeared here. What was the scene at that time?"

Hearing this, Master Qingyang immediately described to the other party the battle between him and the corpse refiner that day, and the situation in which the latter fled away immediately after a magical pattern appeared in the sky.

Of course, not only that, he also reported a series of things such as Wujizong acting as a tiger, sending people to attack Shanghai Shangfang, and refining hundreds of thousands of souls with a blood formation.

And when Situ Changkong heard the former's words, a deep condensed color gradually appeared on his stern face.

According to Qingyang Zhenren, it is not difficult to see that the "Nine Nether Emperor" has not fully recovered after being seriously injured by the people of their five holy places, so he can only separate his soul and descend on his [Nine Nether Blood Corpse], with the help of Corpse refinement exerts some of its strength.

And the "Nine Nether Emperor" arranged the [Blood Sea Spirit Refining Array], where hundreds of thousands of souls refine blood pills, the purpose of which is naturally to recover their injuries as soon as possible.

Therefore, it is the easiest time to kill him while his injuries have not yet fully recovered.

But the only thing that makes Situ Zhangkong feel passive is that the [Mysterious Seal] deduced by the Master of Mystery Views did not fall on the opponent's body smoothly, so that he could not find the latter's hiding place in a short time.

You must know that the "Nine Nether Emperor" has disappeared since he escaped from the hands of the five holy places, and even escaped the joint pursuit of the five holy places by virtue of his strange magical powers.

For more than a hundred years, the people of the Five Holy Lands and Situ Changkong have never given up their pursuit of this devil, but they have never been able to find his hiding place with certainty.

This time, if it wasn't for Qingyang's accidental achievement of the Yuanying Dao, disrupting the deployment of the Wuji Sect, it directly broke the [Burial Coffin], making the [Nine Nether Blood Corpse] have to show up.

It was impossible for the five holy places in the Eastern Region and Situ Changkong to find his whereabouts, and he would never have imagined that the devil would hide in this corner that was almost abandoned by the world.

So this time, Situ Changkong had to completely kill the demon. If he was allowed to use a secret technique to escape, it would be difficult to find him again.

Right now, the compass in his hand told him that the "Nine Nether Emperor" was still hiding in this area at this time, but he couldn't locate the exact location.

And the other party should be at a critical moment of healing now, and success is not far away. If he were to escape for his life at this time, it would only make his previous efforts for more than a hundred years go to waste.

Therefore, how to find out the hiding place of the "Nine Nether Emperor" here is the key.

After a while, Situ Changkong's cold eyes once again turned to Qingyang Zhenren in front of him. Obviously, he already had the idea of ​​solving the problem in his heart.

When Qingyang Master noticed the other party's gaze, his heart trembled slightly, and his turbid eyes couldn't help but look at the other party.

"This time, I need the help of the local monks to kill the devil..."

At this moment, Situ Changkong's cold-sounding voice rang in his ears again.

After hearing this, Qingyang Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then pondered for a while before slowly answering:

"This time, the cultivator of the Lingnan Xiuxian world is naturally bound to eliminate demons and defend the road, but I don't know how my friends need me to help?"

Apparently, Master Qingyang also knew the danger of this demon killing operation. If he was not careful, even he himself might fall into the hands of the demon.

So while he promised Situ Zhangkong, he also kept an eye on it.

"This seat needs you to lead the devil out, or find his hiding place!"

Situ Zhangkong looked at Qingyang Zhenren and said lightly.

This time, since he entered the Lingnan Xiuxian Realm, he has never shown his face in front of the world, and has used a secret method to hide his aura, so the "Nine Nether Emperor" does not know that he has arrived.

So as long as he can draw out the devil, or find out where he is hiding, he can make a sudden move in secret and completely kill the opponent here.

On this side, after listening to Situ Changkong's words, Master Qingyang couldn't help but look embarrassed and said:

"The devil is hiding in the Lingnan Xiuxian world. Although everyone like me is a native of this area, it is not easy to find him..."

"You don't need to look for it. Since the devil controls the sect that is hostile to your sect, naturally there will be clues in that sect, so this seat needs fellow Taoists to attack that sect in an all-round way..."

Immediately after Situ Changkong finished speaking, Master Qingyang fell into contemplation, apparently thinking about the pros and cons behind this matter.

On the other side, Situ Changkong just looked at Qingyang Zhenren quietly, waiting for the latter's answer. In fact, he still had the second half of the sentence that he didn't tell the latter.

The reason why the 'Nine Nether Emperor' continued to cause blood and blood in the Lingnan Xiuxian world, and provoked wars among all parties, was to absorb the bloody aura released by the monks who died in the war.

These blood evil spirits will be an excellent nourishment for the opponent, so as long as the war resumes, no matter whether the opponent or his disciples and grandchildren make a move, there will be traces.

And he himself can hide in the dark and search for the other party's hiding place.

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