Mortal Cultivation: I Have a Mirror of Absurdity

Chapter 122 121 The Far West

The location of the ancient teleportation array is the wasteland in the northeastern part of the Yue Kingdom. After leaving the wasteland and flying west for a day, it is the location of the Moon-Sealing Sect in the past.

Of the original seven sects of the Yue Kingdom, except for the Lingshou Mountain who turned to the Yuling Sect to preserve the mountain gate, the other six sects have been driven to the Beiliang Kingdom.

After taking complete control of the Yue Kingdom, the Ghost Spirit Sect immediately moved the main altar and all sect disciples here, so now there are only two major sects, the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Spirit Beast Mountain, left in the entire Yue Kingdom.

When Wang Geng walked west, he passed by the foot of the mountain and saw only the pavilions and pavilions of the past were still there, and the monks coming and going among them were all disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

I don’t have any deep feelings for Wang Geng of the Hidden Moon Sect, so I wasn’t too touched when I saw this scene.

The rule of the entire world of immortality is to respect strength. When a force is strong, it will bully forces that are weaker than it. When a force is weak, it will be bullied.

This is an ordinary thing.

So Wang Geng only walked around a few large shops in Shanxiafang City. After finding no treasure that could make his heart beat, he turned around and continued on his way.

Ten days after leaving the ancient teleportation array, Wang Geng came to the forces of the Righteous Alliance of Fengdu Kingdom.

There are many sects here, including at least a dozen Yuanying monks.

In order not to attract attention, Wang Geng immediately used the shape-changing technique and turned into a yellow-faced, thin high school scholar. He also used the invisible technique to converge his aura to the early stage of pill formation, and then quietly entered the Righteous Alliance. power.

At this time, the period of aggressive expansion of the forces of good and evil has passed. All major forces are either digesting the fruits of victory or licking their wounds in secret.

As a result, the entire Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World has settled down again, large-scale battles have gradually faded away, and personal vendettas are rarely seen.

It is safer in the Fengdu Kingdom, the home base of the Tiandao Alliance.

Therefore, although Wang Geng was a strange monk passing by, few people disturbed him as he meandered westward.

While passing by several large sects, Wang Geng also leisurely participated in a large auction. At the auction, he accidentally discovered a misunderstanding about the absurd mirror that he had never noticed before.

In the past, Wang Geng believed that any treasure with an owner was an owner, so many treasures had never been copied.

As a result, he accidentally had a flash of inspiration at the auction, and after trying it once, he discovered that the things that the absurd mirror identified as having owners were treasures that had been refined by others. The Lord's thing.

In other words, Wang Geng can use the Absurd Mirror to copy the treasures of other people, as long as they have not been refined.

For example, when someone else uses an ancient treasure, the Absurd Mirror can be copied directly. Because the ancient treasure cannot be refined, it is an ownerless thing in the Absurd Mirror.

This discovery made Wang Geng shake his head and stamp his feet, feeling regretful.

Over the years, he didn't know how many treasures he had missed because of this misunderstanding in his thinking.

Tiannan lives up to its reputation of thin spiritual energy and lack of resources. Even the large-scale auction held here by the Righteous Alliance, its scale and the number and types of high-value treasures are only comparable to the medium-sized auction over Luan Xinghai, and compared to Tianxing City. The large-scale auctions held are quite different.

Especially when it comes to elixirs and elixirs, Tiannan is far behind.

From the south to the extreme west, there are endless deserts and Gobi in between.

This place is desolate and remote, with few human traces. It is famous for the strong and strong wind that makes it impossible for ordinary people to travel.

When the wind suddenly rises, the sky will be filled with yellow sand and the sun will disappear. Occasionally, bluestones the size of millstones will be blown up by the strong wind and fly hundreds of feet high. When they fall, they will smash everything they touch and then fall. of being shattered to pieces.

Even monks in the foundation building stage must hide and avoid the wind, otherwise they will inevitably break their muscles and bones.

The temperature difference between day and night is huge here.

At noon, the sun is so bright that the yellow sand and bluestone can be used to bake food after being heated. Low-level monks walking among them have to bare their breasts if they have no treasure to protect themselves.

After the sun goes down, the temperature here will drop sharply, and sometimes heavy snow will fall from the sky. During the Qi Refining Stage, monks must wear thick clothes and even spread animal skins on the ground to keep warm.

When Wang Geng entered the Gobi desert, it was when the sun was setting and black and white were alternating.

At this time, the shuo wind had just risen and was blowing violently.

Now that Wang Geng has deep magical power, he is naturally not afraid of this little wind. After only applying a layer of earth-type protective shield on his body, he can continue to escape in the wind as steady as a mountain.

Walking until midnight one day, the wind in the desert has already stopped.

In the complete silence, Wang Geng suddenly saw a dozen rays of light flying at low altitude a few miles in front of him. There were more than a dozen Qi Refining Stage disciples in the rays of light.

These people were wearing the same strange costumes, their faces were painted with colorful colors, and they were looking at the direction of their flight to the west.

"Could he be a disciple of Qianzhu Sect? How about..."

I don't know which sect these Qi Refining Stage disciples below belong to. Wang Geng's heart immediately moved when he saw them, with a thoughtful look on his face, so he immediately flew over, lowering his escape speed and followed behind these people.

The land in the far west is rarely mentioned among mortals, and there is no detailed introduction to the geography, landforms, sect monks and other information there. It is only revealed from the side that the current leader of Qianzhu Sect is named Jin Nantian, and he is a monk of the Jiedan Stage.

After seeing these Qi Refining Stage disciples, he suddenly thought that he didn't know the specific situation of the Qianzhu Sect so far, which was equivalent to a black eye. It was better to inquire with them about the specific information of the Far West Land and the Qianzhu Sect.

The dozen Qi Refining Stage disciples in front of them were only concentrating on their way, making no sound at all, and paying no attention to everything behind them.

Wang Geng's cultivation realm was much higher than that of these disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. He followed these people and fled for several miles without being noticed, so he had to take the initiative and coughed lightly and said:

"Ahem! Which sect are you from? Let a leader speak."

A dozen Qi Refining Stage disciples in front of him were still on their way. When they heard Wang Geng's question, they suddenly realized there was someone behind them.

When these people stopped hiding and looked behind them with shock on their faces, they were unable to detect the specific cultivation level of the person coming. They could only feel that this person's magic power was unfathomable and there was a looming treasure light on his body.

"Copyright monk!"

Through the precious light, these disciples in the Qi refining stage instantly guessed Wang Geng's identity as a high-level monk, so they all secretly exclaimed in their hearts.

At the same time, these people also showed signs of fear, as if they were extremely afraid of Wang Geng going on a killing spree in this remote and uninhabited place.

It wasn't until Wang Geng finished asking questions and waited there with an indifferent expression that they knew he meant no harm.

"Reporting back to senior, junior and others are all disciples of the Gu Poison Sect in the Far West. I don't know if senior has anything to ask, but junior should tell you everything he knows."

At this time, among the dozen or so Qi Refining Stage disciples, an old man with a colorful beard stood up and answered respectfully.

"Since you are a monk in the Far West, you naturally know the specific situation there. Then you can talk about the division of forces in the Far West and the specific situation of the Qianzhu Sect."

Hearing Wang Gengzhi's question, the old man with the colorful beard immediately started to chatter his eyes. He seemed to have guessed Wang Geng's intention. After lowering his head and thinking about it, he actually said a long paragraph about the Far West Land and the Qianzhu Sect. information.

(End of this chapter)