Family cultivation of immortality: starting from Jiuhua Mountain

Chapter 217 Suspected appearance of Qinglian Karmic Fire [please vote]

Fengqing Fairy City, inside the Barter Hall.

At this time, I saw Qingyun Sanren shake his head, and said with his spiritual consciousness: "Those monsters in the ruins are of extraordinary strength. I really have no confidence that I can kill them."

After hearing what he said, Liu Qingyun said again.

"I once met Chen Dao's friend in Jiufeng Ridge. This person is probably very strong. When the two of you join forces, you will probably be able to attack the ruins."

Qingyun Sanren on the side also moved his eyebrows slightly after hearing this, and said slightly: "Looking at his sharp sword intent, he should not be a person with evil intentions. If he really has this strength, he is indeed qualified to explore the ruins with us."

The two women nodded slightly when they heard this. Sword cultivators have very high requirements for character. If they have a twisted or sinister personality, the sword intention contained in them will also be sinister and vicious.

Chen Yuhua's condensed sword power was majestic and unparalleled, and the sword intention was filled with a mighty and awe-inspiring intention to destroy everything.

As a sword cultivator, Qingyun Sanren can naturally feel the Tao at a glance.

A few people waited until the end of the barter conference with their thoughts on their minds.

When the four of them came out of the bartering meeting, Liu Qingyun took the lead to stop Chen Yuhua and said, "Brother Taoist, come with me. We are looking for someone to talk to."

"Fairy Liu, what exactly is going on cannot be explained here."

Chen Yuhua was full of doubts for a while, but then he flew out of Fengqing Immortal City.

The few people soon arrived at a sparsely populated barren mountain and dense forest. The Qingyun Sanren set up a formation with a solemn expression to isolate the sound.

"What is it that requires such caution?" Chen Yuhua frowned and couldn't help but ask.

At the same time, he placed one hand behind his back, always on guard, ready to use his magical weapon at any time in case of an unexpected incident.

Liu Qingyun spoke slowly at this time, and said with a solemn face: "Brother Chen, to be honest, I and a few others are looking for you this time to invite you to explore a ruins in the Flowing Flame Sand Sea."

"Flowing Flame Sand Sea, ruins?"

Chen Yuhua's eyes moved slightly. Most of the ruins in this world are the ruins of destroyed sects and immortal clans.

However, a force is often destroyed by a powerful enemy. If it was destroyed by an opponent, such ruins would have been looted by the opponent long ago.

Unless it was deliberately left behind, or it was a hidden force that was suddenly destroyed by natural disasters or man-made disasters, how could there be any treasure left?

In fact, even if they are casual cultivators, except for a few people with eccentric personalities, most of them will accept a disciple to inherit the Taoism before they die, even if they have no descendants.

For example, Qingyun Sanren's master was a senior Sanren cultivator. Before his death, he found Qingyun Sanren and handed over his inheritance to him.

Therefore, Chen Yuhua has lived for more than sixty years in this life, and has heard of some caves where loose cultivators were born, but scenes of exploring ruins in previous lives are almost unheard of. He was hesitant, and had some doubts in his heart whether the three of them had fallen into the trap of the demon cultivator.

As if aware of his doubts, the Qingyun Sanren shook his head, and then said: "The ruins we discovered are the places where ancient cultivators sat and transformed."

"It is indeed not false..."

Following Qingyun Sanren's narration, Chen Yuhua roughly understood the whole story.

It turned out that a few people discovered the bones of a senior master deep in the Flowing Flame Sand Sea.

The senior was obviously seriously injured before he died, and he set up a formation in the sea of ​​flowing flames to protect him.

But he still passed away. That man was very powerful, at least a monk in the golden elixir realm. He did not decay even after hundreds of years after his death, and even the storage ring was still intact.

Such powerful real people in the late stage of the Golden Elixir often live for nearly a thousand years, and most of their accumulated wealth is extremely rich. There must be valuable treasures hidden in the storage rings.

Qingyun Sanren and his wife coveted treasures and entered the formation many times to hunt for treasures. They even invited their friend Liu Qingyun to help, but they still failed.

Because there is a Liyan demon spirit hiding in the depths of the Flowing Flame Sand Sea, and the place where the senior is is where the spiritual veins gather, and there is a Liyan demon spirit that has just broken through the Purple Mansion realm.

The demon spirits of the Purple Mansion are extremely intelligent. They naturally understand the preciousness of the flesh and treasures of Jindan monks, but because they don't know the formation, they have been unable to open the guardian formation for a long time.

But as the formation becomes weaker and weaker, it will be broken by the Liyan Demon Spirit sooner or later.

Qingyun Sanren was worried that the treasure would be taken away by Li Yan Demon Spirit, so he simply found Chen Yuhua and wanted to invite him to take down Li Yan Demon Spirit.

"Liyan Demon Spirit, the legacy of the Golden Core cultivator."

Chen Yuhua's eyes flashed with joy, and he seemed to be guessing that the location of Qinglian Yehuo was very similar.

So he pretended to hesitate and thought for a while before speaking slowly.

"I can agree to this, but we need to decide how to distribute the treasures we get according to the size of our contribution."

"can."

Qingyun Sanren nodded, and after several people finished swearing the blood oath and signed the contract, they all smiled.

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(End of this chapter)