A Mortal Cultivating Immortality, Kill My Senior Brother At The Beginning

After leaving Bailiantang, it was already bright and the market was already bustling.

Zhou Yan first went to Jubao Building to buy a magic flame bead, and then returned to Cave Mansion.

Due to the mutual hostility between the Qingyun Immortal Sect and the Netherworld Demon Sect, those monks who want to enter the other party's sphere of influence will try their best to cover it up.

The magic flame bead is a way of covering up. This object can be collected into the Dantian. When using spiritual power, just pass through this object, and the spiritual power can be filled with a sense of violence.

The so-called righteous monks and Demon Dao monks actually absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve themselves, but the skills of righteous monks are generally neutral and peaceful, while the skills of Demon Dao monks are violent and radical.

What's more, there are differences in cultivation concepts. Although the righteous path does not easily enter the mortal world, it will not attack ordinary people without reason. If there is something irresistible in the mortal world, it will help.

This is also the origin of some mortal legends!

But Demon Dao monks are different. In their eyes, mortals are like ants. They can kill them as long as it is beneficial to them.

Of course, some orthodox Demon Dao skills still need to be practiced with the help of demonic energy, and their skills are also quite powerful.

Although it is easier to lose your mind than the True Dao Kung Fu, it will not go astray at every turn like the Demon Dao Kung Fu. But these are in the minority after all.

Returning to the Cave Mansion, Zhou Yan planted the Green Linzhi he purchased. He planned to cultivate it with all his strength in the next few days and cultivate more seeds.

And these days, he will refine all the Spirit Medicine in his hand to refine Qi Gathering Pill into Qi Gathering Pill.

The sun and the moon rotated, and ten days passed in a hurry. Zhou Yan walked out of Cave Mansion early in the morning and headed towards the Bailian Hall. He glanced at the entrance of Fangshi from a distance and saw that there was still a person scanning the monks coming in and out.

"Humph, you are really dedicated!"

"Senior Zhou is here. Uncle Lin is talking to several seniors in the back hall. He has given instructions. If you are here, just go there."

Xiao He still had a warm smile on his face, as if he was always so sunny.

Zhou Yan smiled and nodded at him and walked towards the back hall.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Zhou, come on, come on!"

"Fellow Daoists, you have been waiting for a long time. It's too late to come down."

Zhou Yan said with a smile, looking at the two people behind Lin Mo. One of them was thin and stooped, and looked different from Senior Brother Wang Mu Nian.

The other person was a beautiful young woman with her hair tied back and wearing a black gauze skirt. She looked quite charming. When Zhou Yan looked at her, she smiled at him.

"Haha, it's not too late, it's not too late. Let me introduce to you. This is Old Man Gu, a native of the Demonic Spirit Realm, who knows the terrain of this region well.

This is Mrs. Du. Mrs. Du is a talisman maker and can draw even Low Level and high-level talisman seals. "

"It's such a pleasure to meet you two masters today! What a pleasure to meet you!"

Mrs. Du quickly bowed and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhou is very honored. Fellow Daoist Zhou is so young and has already achieved this level of cultivation. He is really talented."

The old man nodded to Zhou Yan as a greeting.

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhou has arrived, shall we set off now? It's a long way to go and it will take several days!"

"This trip was led by Fellow Daoist Lin and arranged by Fellow Daoist."

The four of them left the Bailian Hall and headed outside Fangshi. The person at the door just glanced at them and didn't look at them much.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, we have left Fang City and entered the sphere of influence of the Netherworld Demon Sect. Is it time to tell us where we are going on this trip?"

The four of them walked forward, about tens of miles deep, before the old man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, as if he had not been in water for a long time.

Zhou Yan and Mrs. Du also looked over at the same time, waiting for Lin Mo's answer.

"This is an oversight on my part. I will tell a few Fellow Daoists right now. I wonder if any of the Fellow Daoists have heard of the Ghost Mist Mountains?"

"What? Ghost Mist Mountain Range! So, you actually want to go to this place. No wonder, only here can there be traces of the Man-Faced Ghost Mandrill!"

Gu Lao's hoarse exclamation suddenly sounded, and then he started talking to himself and stopped talking. He seemed to be a little afraid of this place.

Zhou Yan and Mrs. Du looked at each other, and the latter asked solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Lin, what is so different about the Ghostly Mist Mountains you mentioned? Why is Fellow Daoist so afraid of it?"

"Don't be impatient, you two. Even if you don't ask, I will tell you.

This is a natural place in the Demon Realm. The fog has been permeating it all year round. There is a gray fog in the mountains. Even if the monks of the Foundation Building are entangled by it, they are likely to be defeated.

However, you two don't have to worry too much. The gray mist only appears deep in the mountains. Our destination is outside the mountains. As long as we are careful, we will be fine! "

"Fellow Daoist Lin, it's not that I don't believe in Fellow Daoist, but how can Fellow Daoist be sure that the gray mist only appears deep in the mountains?"

Zhou Yan also asked with a solemn expression. He was aware of the power of the Foundation Building Stage monks.

Therefore, it would be a lie to say that you are not afraid of this gray fog that can kill even the monks of the Foundation Building.

"This... Fellow Daoist is giving me a hard time. How can I prove it? I can only say that since the existence of this place, I have never seen gray mist appear outside the mountains.

Elder Gu should also know about this matter! "

Seeing that the conversation fell on him, Gu Lao was slightly silent, but nodded and said: "That's true, I have never heard of gray mist appearing in the periphery!"

Seeing that both of them were speaking with certainty, Zhou Yan and his two men's expressions softened.

For the next few days, the four of them stayed up at night and out at night, trying not to come into contact with others, but the journey went quite smoothly.

Three days later, a mist-covered mountain peak appeared in front of several people. It was shrouded in clouds and mist, with green branches and green leaves hidden in it. If not for what Lin Mo and the two had said before, even if others told Zhou Yan what famous mountains and rivers this place was. , he will also believe it.

"The place we are going to is called Mandrilling Valley, and Elder Gu will lead the way. Elder Gu should know how to make this place safer.

In addition, there are many other monks in the Ghost Mist Mountains. We try to be careful and not provoke them. "

Under the leadership of Bone Lao, the three of them gradually headed towards the Mandrill Sound Valley, which was indeed a living map of the Demon Realm. Not only was the speed not slow along the way, but they rarely encountered Monsters.

Sometimes when I get interested, I will tell a few people some strange things about this place.

"Hush, be silent!"

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and Gu Lao quickly took them to hide nearby. He only heard several figures flashing past in front of them. Because of the fog, those people did not notice them.

"They are Netherworld Demon Sect disciples. Why are they here? Are they here again looking for fire and saltpeter?"

Looking at the Netherworld Demon Sect disciples passing in front of him, Lin Mo frowned slightly and said softly.

"Most likely. It seems that this Netherworld Demon Sect is going to attack the Qingyun Immortal Sect's mineral deposits again, but this has nothing to do with us. Let's go look for the human-faced mandrill!"

Zhou Yan looked at the retreating figure of Netherworld Demon Sect, with a glint in his eyes!