Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

Golden light shrouded the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, which was extremely conspicuous on East Street. Everyone stopped to see this strange scene, but no one dared to approach.

Lin Sheng didn't care at all about mortal reactions. He was replacing the spiritual stones on the array plate, replacing a total of five Low Grade spiritual stones in clockwise order.

The spiritual power of the replaced spiritual stones has declined to varying degrees. After all, running the formation requires spiritual power. Even the silent formation consumes spiritual energy all the time. The spiritual energy in the bitter cold land is thin and can only be replenished through spiritual stones.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Sheng did not activate the protective mode of the Golden Light Array, but now that he had earned thirty Low Grade Spiritual Stones, he felt a little uneasy, so he activated the Golden Light Array for the first time.

‘It’s just a waste of a few spiritual stones. Anyway, it’s the Three-clawed Fellow Daoist who pays for it, and safety comes first. ’

Lin Sheng was thinking about taking out three messenger pigeons from the Spirit Beast bag. The messenger pigeons released seven days ago have not flown back yet. I wonder if there was a delay within the clan.

This time, Lin Sheng planned to release three messenger pigeons at once. Now the inventory in the cabinet was empty, and replenishment was urgent.

If you earn one less spirit stone, you will lose blood!

Zuimenfang.

Lin Yan put away her transmission talismans thoughtfully, and spent hundreds of Low Grade spiritual stones to become a mid-Qi Refining monk? This kind of thing is very rare in Xiuxianfang City, let alone in this bitter cold place, Lin Sheng's worry is not unreasonable.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan took out a small red flag and raised it, activating the Rank One Red Cloud Array.

"What happened to sister?" A female cultivator noticed the movement and came to ask.

"A group of Rogue Cultivators have arrived in the city. Go and inform the sisters not to leave Zuimengfang in the near future." Lin Yan ordered.

"What to do with the Martial Artists in those halls?"

"Throw it out while you're still angry."

. . .

A hundred miles away from Qinghe County, there is a hillside called Dongjiaopo.

A ray of light fell from the sky, it was Sanclaw. The fluctuations of spiritual power revealed around him at this time were clearly the cultivation of Qi Refining Late Stage.

"Why did it take so long?" A figure walked out of the shadows at the foot of the hillside. He had a rough appearance, a red face and a bald head, and a tall and burly figure. He was carrying a dark coffin, and there was a faint scratching sound coming from the coffin.

"Where is the boy?" There was a hint of vigilance in Sanzhao's eyes, and he took a few steps back to distance himself.

The person carrying the coffin in front of me is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpses Valley of Zhao State, nicknamed Fierce Corpse, a Qi Refining Dzogchen monk, who is murderous and prefers to make human corpses.

Brother Big Corpse looked playful: "The boy hasn't returned yet, can you buy anything?"

Sanzhao still looked wary, took out the storage bag and threw it at the murderous corpse: "I bought it, but the quality is poor."

The ferocious corpse took the storage bag and asked, "Is there a tail coming with you?" He didn't mind a few more refined corpses.

Sanzhao shook his head: "No, the store owner couldn't wait to activate the formation, looking like a coward."

"Haha, this cultivator in the North is also cautious and interesting." The murderous corpse opened the storage bag with a grin, and then frowned: "Why is the quality so poor?"

Sanzhao responded coldly: "That's already settled. The bitter cold in the North cannot compare to the Zhao Kingdom's Immortal Cultivation World."

The ferocious corpse said nothing more, took out a Blood Replenishing Pill and threw it into his mouth to taste it carefully. After a moment, he slowly said: "The efficacy of the medicine is more than 30% lower than that of pills of the same level."

"How many spiritual stones did you spend?"

"One hundred." Sanzhao said stiffly, obviously in a very bad mood.

"One hundred? Haha." The murderous corpse chuckled; "Which store?"

"Beidi Lin family."

"Beidi Lin Family?" The murderous corpse looked confused. He had heard of the Lin Family of Yue Kingdom, but he had never heard of the name of the Northland Lin Family.

"It's just a low-end family. Maybe the name of the Lin family in the North is just made up." Sanzhao said casually.

"Forget it, let's wait until the boy comes back to discuss it." The murderous corpse nodded, turned around and walked into the shadows.

Three Claws did not follow the murderous corpse into the shadows under the hillside, but found a shaded area outside to meditate on Nurturing Spirit.

An hour later, a blood cloud floated over the horizon. The blood cloud swayed on the hillside for a while and then quickly fell down.

From the blood cloud, a three-foot-tall boy walked out. He had red lips and white teeth, and a pink and tender face. He looked very cute.

"Where is the murderous corpse?" The boy looked at the three-clawed man under the shade of the tree with an unkind look, and his voice was as hoarse as an old man's.

"How's the progress?" The three claws of Nurturing Spirit closed their eyes and asked in reply.

"Master, let me ask you where the evil corpse is!" The boy's eyes revealed a fierce light, and his Qi Refining Dzogchen cultivation suddenly erupted.

Sanzhao's eyes were slightly cold, and Qi Refining Late Stage's cultivation level was also explosive. Compared with the Thousand Corpse Sect's disciple Xiezhi, he was not afraid of the Independent Cultivator boy.

For a moment, the atmosphere became tense.

"If I don't come forward, boy, will you still have to fight with the Three-clawed Fellow Daoist?"

The murderous corpse walked out of the shadows and looked at the boy sideways. If he couldn't find any good players among the Independent Cultivators, he really wouldn't want to find this boy with an abnormal mind.

It is said that this boy was trained and raised by his parents with all the poisons in the world since he was a child. Although he is seventy years old, he still maintains the appearance of a child.

"snort!"

The boy glared at Sanzhao fiercely, gathered his energy, took out a storage bag with blood stains on it, and threw it at the murderous corpse.

"This blood?" The corpse frowned slightly.

"It's from the store." The boy looked arrogant; "The monks here are too weak, killing them is like slaughtering chickens."

"Who told you to do it?" The murderous corpse's face turned cold, and the coffin on its back suddenly glowed with black light, and the sounds of creaking came one after another.

The three claws also had a bad look on their face, blocking the boy's escape route calmly, as if they would attack boldly if they disagreed with him.

"You can kill me if you want. What do you want?" A circle of red and green mist rose from the boy's body and enveloped his whole body.

"If you kill someone, you will inevitably be traced. How can you keep the secret of this place!" The murderous corpse became more and more angry as he spoke, and the muscles in his body began to squirm and swell, and the voice in the coffin behind him disappeared.

"So what if someone is tracing it? This place is located on the border of Qi State, with little information and a long journey. It would take half a month for anyone to come here."

"You said that the Secret Realm can be opened in seven days. Could it be that you lied to us?"

The boy glanced at the three claws on the side, and calmly took out two monk heads from the storage bag.

The heads are of a man and a woman. They are in very good condition and do not show any signs of decay. Their appearance is somewhat similar to that of a boy. This is the Middle Grade Law Weapon that the boy obtained by taking the heads of his parents through poison rituals.

Hearing the boy's words, Sanzhao's heart moved slightly, and he calmly took out a small sword, which seemed to be pointed at the boy, but in fact it was locked on the murderous corpse.

Locked by the two vague qi forces, the squirming and expanding muscles of the vicious corpse shrank back again. Although he was not afraid of the two people in front of him, he was not willing to fight and waste his mana before the Secret Realm was opened.

"Independent Cultivator is Independent Cultivator, it will never become a big deal." The murderous corpse snorted and opened the storage bag to check, and the coffin behind him made scratching sounds again.

The tense atmosphere calmed down with the words and movements of the vicious corpse.

"Hehe, we Independent Cultivators are really no match for Fellow Daoist's sect background and Three Claws Fellow Daoist. Do you think so?" The boy grinned and put the Poison Spirit Skull back into the storage bag and looked at Three Claws not far away.

"Of course it is, but we Independent Cultivator are willing to fight to the death for the opportunity. What do you think, Fellow Daoist?" Three Claws did not put the Law Weapon into the storage bag, but wrapped it around his back.

"It's very, very true." The boy agreed very much. The more he looked at the three claws, the more he found them pleasing to the eye.

He didn't care at all about the singing of the two and the murderous corpse. He took out a painting from his storage bag and spread it out. The painting was a topographic map, which was vaguely similar to Dongjiaopo.

Then the murderous corpse took out the elixir talisman and threw it on the painting. Water ripples appeared on the surface of the scroll and swallowed the entire elixir talisman.

As the evil corpse kept throwing elixirs and talismans into the painting, the east corner slope on the scroll became clearer and more vivid, until finally the image in the painting shone with a dazzling golden light and stopped swallowing the elixirs and talismans.

"Is this a treasure hunt map? It's really magical." The boy came to the murderous corpse at some point and looked at the scroll floating in the air with great interest.

"Can this picture open the Secret Realm?" Sanzhao stood a little further away, but his eyesight was very good and he could clearly see the image in the picture.

The Immortal Cultivation World has many Secret Realms, large and small, either floating in the turbulence of the void or hidden outside the walls of chaos.

The Immortal Cultivation World is not unique. The whole world is like a small boat, drifting in the long river of chaos.

Occasionally, space turbulence will form after collision with other worlds, and world fragments will also collapse.

After these world fragments were ingested and transformed by the immortal cultivator, Secret Realm was born.

Secret Realm may be a Cave Mansion garden, a place of experience, or even ancient sect ruins.

The appearance of every Secret Realm can trigger a war in the Immortal Cultivation World.

With the passage of time, some great wise people evolved the space spirit patterns, and thus the treasure cultivating method was born, which is one of the hundreds of arts of cultivating immortals.

The treasure map is made by Baoxiu and can find the Secret Realm.

As for the principle of treasure hunting, it is through the space spirit pattern in the treasure hunting map that resonates with the Secret Realm in the void, so that the Secret Realm is revealed to the world.

The elixir talisman thrown into the painting is a transaction with the treasure cultivator. Some treasure cultivators want spiritual stones, and some treasure cultivators want skills. They are not uniform.

If Baoxiu had flourished, there would not have been so many Secret Realms in the world. The Baoxiu Dao only arose within a hundred years. With the intervention of powerful monks, it soon disappeared in the long river of history, and the space spirit pattern also followed. Lost.

Although the treasure cultivator is unique, there are still some treasure hunting maps handed down, and the trading formations burned into them are still running.

Every time a treasure map appears in an auction, a group of monks will fight over it, because whoever takes the treasure map will seize the opportunity.

This treasure hunt map of the murderous corpse was obtained from the storage bag of a Qi Refining monk.

Fortunately, the transaction demand is for elixirs and talismans, not some ancient techniques or the extinct fairy grass Spirit Medicine.

The murderous corpse traveled from the territory of Zhao State to the northern part of Qi State before feeling the fluctuations of the spatial spiritual pattern on Dongjiaopo.

The murderous corpse put away the storage bag and looked at the boy: "It will take seven days to start the treasure hunt in Secret Realm. If anyone comes during this period, you can handle it yourself."

"Hehe, don't worry, Taoist brother, if there is an attack, I will naturally deal with it." The boy changed his previous arrogant attitude.

"This is the best." The vicious corpse turned and walked into the shadow under the hillside. Because he had been refining corpses for many years, he didn't like the sun very much.