Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 39 Tier [-] Medieval Ruins
Miasma cloud mountain.

The miasma dispersed within a thousand miles, revealing the deep blue sky.

This scene only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the miasma from all directions refilled the miasma gap in this area.

But in the cracked ruins, the rich aura is still surging.

At the edge, three figures were embarrassedly embedded in the rocks, their aura dimmed.

There is no trace of the majesty of Jindan Daoist.

Master Xuan Ling stood up from the ruins, holding on to his already cracked natal spirit treasure water gauge.

His gorgeous robe was dull, and the restraints on it were covered with scorched black circles, and there was still steaming black air.

After looking at the directions of the three big cracks that opened, his expression suddenly changed.

"Ahem, send an order to block Fangshi to prevent casual cultivators from escaping!"

With that said, a messenger jade talisman appeared in the hand of Master Xuan Ling and conveyed the order.

In the other two directions, Jiuling and Tianyang Zhenren, who were also severely injured, also reacted, and each took out the jade talisman to convey the order.

Master Jin Yang showed a murderous aura, "If I had known this, I shouldn't have listened to you. It would be better to round up and kill those casual cultivators from the beginning. Now that the ruins are exposed to the world, all the casual cultivators know about it."

Master Xuan Ling frowned, "It's not too late, Jin Yang, if you take action to suppress it yourself, it will prevent the casual cultivators from running too fast and getting into the deep mountains and old forests. As for this place... the old man and Jiu Ling are watching."

In the eyes of Master Xuanling, there is no difference between what he did before and what he does now, and it is impossible to trap all the casual cultivators in Fangshi.

So the original method was not wrong.

Besides, the decision they made was just in case, not only casual cultivators, but also family monks in Fang City had corresponding arrangements.

The only thing that didn't count was that not only did they not break the restriction, but they also activated the spiritual veins deep in the ruins of Miasma Cloud Mountain.

The formation masters sent by the three major sects also died inside due to the turmoil in the ruins.

Even the three Jindan Daoists almost fell into it.

"A group of ants are like casual cultivators. How big a wave can they create? It's enough for the disciples under the sect to suppress them."

Jin Yang snorted coldly, "Besides, I won't worry about leaving you here to watch!"

Soon, the three Jindan Masters each sat down cross-legged. Each of them was seriously injured, but no one had the intention to leave to heal.

In this way, each of them took the elixir, and they were extremely cautious even in healing, looking at the ruins for a while, and looking at each other for a while.

Xuan Ling and Jin Yang would sometimes look at each other angrily. Later, perhaps because they thought the other was too ugly, they both looked at the beautiful woman Jiuling Zhenren beside them.

It wasn't until the two real people who were glaring at each other looked at him for a long time that Jiuling Zhenren said: "We will discuss everything after the arrival of the master of Youhuang Valley. Before that, no one from the three sects of Qiu and I is allowed to enter the ruins."

When Master Jiuling just sent the message to Fangshi, he had already sent the news back to the sect.

Of course, the real people Xuan Ling and Jin Yang also spread the news, but they didn't say anything.

The three golden elixir masters came to Mianyun Mountain as a result of personal discussions between the heads of the three major sects.

After all, when the ruins were discovered, only broken fourth-level restrictions appeared, and not much chance information was revealed.

The strength of the three of them is not much different, and they can just restrain each other.

But not now.

The formation master sent by Zongzong touched the restriction somehow, which directly caused a great turmoil in the depths of the ruins.

In such a dazzling vision scene, even the three Jindan real people who were on the periphery were severely injured by the shock wave. One can imagine the chances of burial below.

The three real people seemed to be monitoring each other, but they were also sensing the quality of the surrounding spiritual energy.

Even the spiritual energy fluctuations rushing in three directions of Fangshi have reached the third level. The concentration of spiritual energy deep in the ruins is estimated to be the fourth level.

Fourth level spiritual veins!

None of the countries in the entire wilderness.

The fourth-order spirit veins, plus three third-order spirit veins, and the number of second-order spirit veins have not yet been determined.

No matter which era it is placed in, it is the foundation of a Yuanying Sect.

Perhaps it was nothing in the Middle Ages, but in today's era, the Yuanying Sect can suppress the world.

Maybe in addition to the fourth-level spiritual veins, there might be an opportunity to advance to the Nascent Soul level.

Compared with the opportunities and fourth-level spiritual veins at the Nascent Soul level, the life of a casual cultivator is as light as a feather.

Preventing the news from spreading is the top priority.

If the news spreads to the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World and draws True Monarch Nascent Soul to take action, what will happen to them, Bishui, Youhuang, and Tianyang Sects?

Even if it didn't spread to Tiannan's world of cultivating immortals, it would be a troublesome thing for the sects in other countries in the wasteland to get the news.

Fortunately, this place is deep in the wilderness, thousands of miles away from Chu State.

The strange phenomena released by the ruins were directly suppressed to the lowest level by the thick miasma.

"Jiuling is right. From now on, no one from the three sects of you and me can enter the ruins."

Master Jin Yang spoke.

"Wait for the arrival of the suzerain before making a decision."

Master Xuanling didn't speak, and obviously acquiesced to this decision.

Previously, the Clearwater Sect had chosen to establish the Fangshi in Yunmeng Mountain when it opened up wasteland, because it discovered a second-order spirit vein at the foot of the mountain.

The same is true of the Fangshi established by Youhuang Valley and Tianyangzong.

Now it seems that the spiritual veins under Sandafang City and the ruins under Mianyun Mountain are one.

Over the long years, the environment on the surface of the earth has changed, but the real essence has been hidden in the depths of the earth, and the spiritual veins have also broken due to the earthquake.

Therefore, the spiritual veins below Fangshi will only show a second-level level.

Because the three of them attempted to break the restriction of Miasma Cloud Mountain one after another, the spiritual turmoil was caused, and the broken spiritual vein was flushed by the spiritual inspiration of the main vein, and it suddenly returned to the third-order level.

The three Jindan real people guarded in three directions respectively. They looked calm on the surface, but they were full of imagination in their hearts.

The three of them were all thinking about the ruins, but they didn't pay much attention to the issue of casual cultivators in Fangshi.

In Fangshi, there are foundation-building monks leading the way, and there are hundreds of inner disciples. Most of the casual cultivators can only stay in Fangshi obediently.

After all, there are only a few people who can escape into the wilderness, and there are mountains and mountains in the vast wilderness blocking them, making it difficult and dangerous.

Just relying on casual cultivation at a small level of Qi training to traverse thousands of miles of miasma and wilderness?

I really think I am the son of destiny.

Using sect disciples to hunt him down is just in case.

A real dragon jumps out of the loach, you are in ancient times.

Times have changed, fellow daoist, a loach is just a loach, and small miscellaneous fish can't turn the sky.

……

Anwen Mountain.

Shen Lian looked into the sky.

Finally determined, he looked lonely.

You can only roughly see the miasma surging in the distance, and nothing more.

He couldn't see the scene, but he could guess that it was in the direction of Yunmengfang City.

Even the scope of this fluctuation was so wide that he could still sense it even though he was thousands of miles away.

Soon, Shen Lian's figure disappeared into the jungle.

Returning to the cave, looking at the swarming black horned ants, I felt that it was time.

In the past six months, most of the first-tier low-grade monster bones purchased from the square market were fed to these monster ants.

After he cultivated at any cost, the number of demonized black-horned demon ants under Dahei's command has reached more than 260, and more than ten of them are comparable to monks at the first level of Qi training.

These black-horned monster ants have controlled the ant nests in a radius of five miles on Mount Anwen.

The individual strength of ants is small, but they cannot hold up large numbers. There are traces of ants traveling everywhere in the mountains and forests.

Through Dahei to control the black-horned demon ants, and the black-horned demon ants to control the surrounding ant nests, Shen Lian was always watching the movement nearby.

Ants are raised for half a year, and ants are used for a lifetime.

The real test has come.

With this group of black-horned demon ants as a base, it's time to send them out to explore the way ahead.

"His-"

Dahei crawled in front of Shen Lian, waving his tentacles in a flattering manner.

Shen Lian tapped its hard horn.

"Go, gather your children and grandchildren, and prepare to start working."

"His-"

"Work hard, and the master will find you a beautiful witch in the future to improve the ugly appearance of your descendants."

"His-"

Dahei was stunned for a moment, and his two excited tentacles shook into rattles.

It screamed at the other black-horned demon ants as if they had been injected with blood.

"..."

Under Shen Lian's arrangement, the black-horned demon ants divided into more than ten teams and began to march towards the northern jungle, starting to check for adventure sites and monster auras along the way.

……

ten days later.

In Qianyun Mountain.

The spiritual energy of the two figures collapsed, and they walked through the forest in a panic.

"Let's go, the monks of the Jade Water Sect are about to catch up."

……

hiss--

Under a broken dead tree in the distance, a black horned head was exposed, with two dangling tentacles colliding under the horns.

As he dug his head down, the soil dug up to both sides and penetrated deep into the earth.

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