Aiming for the Immortal Path

As his thoughts changed, Su Twelve continued to act.

Dozens of large formations were arranged one after another, and most of the formations were hidden in the surrounding space.

It was not until outside the canyon that Hu Yijin and his entourage rushed back with more than a hundred monks that they stopped moving.

On the other hand, Hu Yijin quickly scanned the canyon with his consciousness, but found no trace of Su Twelve Nascent Soul, and he couldn't help but frown in confusion.

"Huh? Where are my friends from the royal realm?"

Just when he was confused, Su Twelve's true form quietly arrived.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, just hand him over to me for placement!"

"Who is this fellow Taoist?" Hu Yijin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes full of fear.

His cultivation strength is not bad among the many monks in Shiwan Mine. But when facing Su Twelve's true form, he felt faintly uneasy.

He also knew clearly that the person in front of him was far more powerful than himself.

"I, Han Yu, am a close friend of Taoist friend Wang Su. He is currently in retreat, and I will handle the follow-up matters."

Su Twelve spoke calmly, with a hint of confidence flowing between his brows.

And this confidence comes from strength.

He may not be sure about the people from Biyunxuan. After all, there are monks in the out-of-body stage and even higher realms of cultivation.

But facing these monks in front of them, even if there is a real surprise, they can still handle it easily.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Han. I'm here, Hu Yijin, and I've met Fellow Daoist. I don't know what's going to happen next. Does Fellow Daoist Han have other plans?"

Hu Yijin responded with a smile. As he spoke, his peripheral vision glanced at the group of people brought by Su Twelve's body unconsciously.

During his trip, he brought back more than a hundred monks whose cultivation levels were sealed, and he also gained some benefits from them.

Now that the person in charge has changed, he can't help but worry that the other party will also take the opportunity to let someone else take charge of the matter.

"Following up, I'll have to work hard, Fellow Daoist Hu, to continue looking for more monks to come here."

Su Twelve smiled lightly, walked briskly after speaking, and walked towards Hu Yi

The people brought by Jin Hou walked away.

The monks who were still suspicious at first saw the monks sitting cross-legged and adjusting their breath after entering the canyon. Their doubts were completely dispelled and replaced by infinite expectations.

"Fellow Taoists, I believe Taoist Hu should have made it clear to you about the specific situation. Let's not waste time."

As soon as Su Twelve finished speaking, the crowd immediately became restless.

More than a hundred figures scrambled to approach Su Twelve's position.

Outside the crowd, Hu Yijin waited patiently for a long time.

After seeing a monk break the seal and recover his cultivation with the help of Su Twelve's true form, he became convinced.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, what is the background of this person that he can actually break the seal of Biyunxuan?"

"The seal of Biyunxuan has trapped countless monks to death. Can it really be broken so easily?"

Beside Hu Yijin, there were several people accompanying him, and even some couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

"I don't need to tell you how powerful Biyunxuan's seal is. Everyone knows it. This fellow Daoist Han has a transcendent realm of cultivation and has reached the peak of the Great Perfection in the Nascent Soul stage. Maybe... he discovered the method of breaking the seal. Not allowed."

"However, it doesn't matter who can break the seal. Everyone has gained something from this trip. Even if they are not as good as each other, they are better than other monks."

"Fellow Daoist Han is faster at breaking the seal, so we have to hurry up and find more monks. Don't forget, there are hundreds of thousands of monks trapped in Biyunxuan alone in these 100,000 mines! "

Hu Yijin squinted his eyes and spoke repeatedly.

As soon as the words fell, several people ignored Su Twelve's origins and immediately became excited.

If hundreds of thousands of monks can be attracted to them one by one, the benefits that those few people can get from them cannot be underestimated.

Time passes slowly.

During the formation, Su Twelve's Second Nascent Soul retreated to meditate on the Three Pure Immortal Techniques, but never came out.

Hu Yijin and his party, who were active outside the canyon, would bring a wave of monks who were still sealed in their cultivation every now and then.

At first, they brought back more than a hundred people at a time. Later, the number ranged from three to five hundred to as many as a thousand.

As a result, Su Twelve became very busy, constantly helping others break the seal, and never had a moment to spare.

Of course, there are many benefits.

These monks do not have many spiritual crystals and spiritual mineral resources, which are far inferior to those of Hu Yijin and his group.

But it can't handle the large number of people, and the resources it can provide are quite considerable.

The most important thing is that many monks are at the Nascent Soul stage and can be considered strong in the outside world. The secret techniques and various cultivation resources provided were an eye-opener for Su Twelve.

After hundreds of years of cultivating immortality, for the first time I intuitively felt the horror of thousands of books.

Hu Yijin and his entourage go round and round, constantly bringing people in from the outside world.

Time flies, and three years have passed.

The canyon where Su Twelve was was already overcrowded.

Tens of thousands of Nascent Soul monks who had their seals unlocked were distributed throughout the canyon, silently regulating their breath.

The walls on both sides of the canyon were cut open by the monks to create a larger space.

When there are many people, conflicts naturally occur all the time.

Among them, there are also monks who have other thoughts and ideas.

However, the surrounding areas of the canyon were surrounded by a large formation set up by Su Twelve.

It is true that everyone has recovered their cultivation, but the storage bags and various resources they used to have have been taken away by Biyunxuan.

Even if some monks have natal magic weapons hidden in their Dantian, the effects they can exert are limited.

The most important thing is that if he rushes into the formation and alerts Su Twelve, he will be targeted by Su Twelve.

It will attract the common attention of most monks.

In this case, no matter how hard you try, you can only temporarily restrain yourself.

Su Twelve could more or less guess what a few monks were thinking.

I don't really care about this.

…

One hundred thousand mines.

The area under the jurisdiction of Biyunxuan is where the teleportation array is located.

With a flash of white light, the fat monk Wu Hongfei suddenly appeared in the teleportation array.

Before walking out of the teleportation array, Wu Hongfei waved his hand, and tens of thousands of special spiritual fluids capable of suppressing the poisonous miasma were suspended in the air.

It only takes a moment.

A large number of monks with numb expressions quickly came forward to exchange with them for the special spiritual liquid that suppressed the poisonous miasma with their few spiritual crystals and spiritual mineral resources.

A few days later.

In front of Wu Hongfei, spiritual crystals and spiritual mineral resources piled up in mountains.

The monks who had been exchanged with the special spiritual liquid left one after another, dragging their tattered bodies.

Seeing that no one came back, Wu Hongfei put away the resources on the ground.

His spiritual consciousness reached into his storage space and looked at the tens of thousands of special spiritual fluids left in it. Soon, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Huh? Compared to last time, the number of monks who came to exchange spiritual liquid this time was nearly ten thousand less?"

"Although among the monks trapped here, some die every moment because their lifespan has expired, it shouldn't be such an exaggeration. Could it be that something happened in the 100,000 Mine that caused the death of so many monks?"

"No...no, if they really died accidentally, our secret method should bring their Nascent Soul back."

The thought flashed through his mind, and Wu Hongfei's expression immediately became solemn.

After a moment's hesitation, powerful spiritual consciousness spread and quickly locked onto several nearby monks.

With a slight sway of his fat body, Wu Hongfei disappeared from the spot, and then reappeared in front of several monks.