Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

After the battle, the battlefield was dead silent, with only the buzzing sound of the puppet army cleaning up the battlefield and retreating quickly, and the excited cheers of the surviving human monks on the Frost City Wall.

"Survived!"

"I didn't expect it! That puppet master actually had so many high-level puppets, and killed those combined demon cultivators so quickly!"

"Yes! It's amazing!"

"Lord City Lord, who is this puppet master? Our Frost City actually has such a powerful guardian!"

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The monks' eyes were shining with tears, which was the joy of surviving the disaster. They talked endlessly, supported each other, and some even knelt on the ground, grateful for the blessing of God and the life-saving grace of the puppet master.

Witnessing the puppets retreating like a tide and mysteriously disappearing in a corner of the city, the surviving monks of Ice City were full of gratitude and respect for the mysterious puppet master.

The puppet master's methods were extremely extraordinary. He could release and collect so many puppets, and he could block their divine perception. He could also precisely control so many puppets at the same time. The puppet master's strength was unfathomable, just like an immortal.

After everyone expressed their gratitude and awe to the puppet master, they gradually shifted their attention to the post-war cleanup, collecting the bodies of their companions. The cheers gradually subsided, and the busy and heavy figures of the monks replaced them.

This time, the Demon Abyss army attacked the city, and the monks guarding Frost City suffered extremely heavy casualties. On the battlefield, broken swords and broken halberds were everywhere, as well as the ruins destroyed by spells, silently telling the cruelty of this battle.

However, what everyone didn't know was that the puppet master they admired and appreciated was at this moment in a remote courtyard in Frost City, like a child who had done something wrong, bowing his head to admit his mistakes to Li Mu, and explaining everything that happened on the battlefield.

Xue'er was worried about Mingyue's safety, so she had to call Li Mu, who was in seclusion refining weapons, out of the treasure house.

"Master, I... I really didn't expect things to turn out like this. Those combined demon cultivators came to support so quickly, so I released the Dragon Guard puppets and killed them all! It was too high-profile." Mingyue lowered her head and said regretfully.

Hearing this, Li Mu frowned and pondered. The large-scale deployment of the Dragon Guard puppets was indeed too eye-catching and very likely to expose his whereabouts. Before, the Dragon Guard puppets deployed in seven secret realms were taken back this time and handed over to Mingyue, which made it easy to associate him with them.

"Mingyue, this action is not your fault. Even if you don't take action, I will deal with it personally. However, the Dragon Guard puppet is one of our trump cards. Next, we need to leave Frost City and find another hiding place!" Li Mu sighed and said resolutely.

The decision was made, and Li Mu acted quickly to pack up the things in the yard. At the same time, after thinking for a moment, he solemnly arranged a special magic circle in the small courtyard.

The special array is called "Bagua Retrospective Array", which was carefully created by Li Mu based on his unique understanding of the laws of space and time, combined with the secret array knowledge.

"Brother Li, aren't we leaving? Why do you still need to set up the array?" Xue'er looked at the busy Li Mu in surprise and asked puzzledly.

Li Mu looked up at Xue'er, smiled slightly, pointed to the array eye, a Bagua mirror on the table and introduced: "This array can monitor the approximate breath of the first person who breaks the array and enters the courtyard after I leave, and predict his cultivation based on the time of breaking the array. Even a great master will find it difficult to detect his existence."

While explaining, Li Mu touched the Bagua mirror with his fingertips and injected a wisp of his own chaotic magic power to activate the array.

With the injection of chaotic true essence, the Bagua mirror shone brightly, and then slowly converged, everything returned to calm, as if it had never been touched.

"Once someone triggers this formation, or breaks it by force, I have a formation card on my body. Once this formation is broken, it will be reflected on the formation card, and the situation of the pursuer will be inferred from it." Li Mu explained while taking out a delicate jade card from the Tianxuan Ring and drawing the power of the formation as a formation card. It forms a subtle connection with the entire formation.

"In this way, even if we are far away from the domain, I can know if there are pursuers and prepare for it in advance." After Li Mu finished speaking, his eyes revealed a trace of vigilance. Obviously, he had already prepared for the possible pursuit and crisis.

After arranging the formation, at Li Mu's signal, Xue'er and Mingyue were taken into the Painting World Treasure House together.

Then, Li Mu performed the Five Elements Earth Escape Technique and quietly left Hanshuang City and appeared in the suburbs a hundred miles outside the city. Then, he summoned a fifth-level demon bird representative from the Yuling Treasure Bracelet, entered the Painting World Treasure House himself, and let the fifth-level demon bird take the Painting World Treasure House out of Hanshuang City and fly towards the South Wasteland.

The fifth-level demon bird is called "White Feathered Spirit Eagle". It is covered with silver-white feathers like frost, shining with a faint cold light in the sun. Its eyes are like two bright sapphires, revealing wisdom and agility. Its wingspan is wide, six feet long. It can stir up the wind and clouds with one flap, but it is silent when flying.

The White Feathered Spirit Eagle is not only amazingly fast, but also good at hiding its body. Even high-level monks can hardly catch its trace easily. Its feathers can change color as the environment changes, making it almost integrated with the surrounding environment during flight, making it extremely difficult to be detected. It is precisely because of these characteristics that Li Mu subdued it and kept it in the treasure house as a mount for long journeys.

Soon, the White Feathered Spirit Eagle carried the Painting World Treasure House, like a silver lightning that cut through the sky, and quickly rushed to the sky thousands of miles high, far away from the Frost City, and across the Frost North Territory.

As the altitude increased, the air became thinner and colder, but the white-feathered spiritual eagle seemed not to notice it. Its wings trembled slightly as it flew at high speed, enjoying the freedom of soaring into the sky.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. Li Mu, Xue'er and Mingyue were sitting in a quiet room in the Painting World Treasure Mansion, and the atmosphere was slightly solemn.

Li Mu's eyes were slightly closed, and his spiritual consciousness was outside the treasure house. His spiritual consciousness, which was not inferior to that of the Mahayana Taoist Lord, was like an invisible net, covering thousands of miles around. Whether it was mountains, rivers, or abnormal changes in the outside world, There is no escaping his perception.

At this moment, they were passing through a vast sea of ​​clouds. Under the sea of ​​clouds, there were endless mountains. The Southern Wilderness Spiritual Realm came quietly. The undulating mountains were like giant dragons. Occasionally, there were waterfalls pouring down from the peaks. The white ribbons are shining dazzlingly under the sunlight, and at the foot of the mountain is a lush forest, full of green and vitality.

After entering the hinterland of the Southern Wilderness Spiritual Domain, the white-feathered spiritual eagle flew over some sects, and over the city of casual cultivators, Li Mu's consciousness keenly captured the dilapidated scene below.

The once glorious Cultivation Sect now only has ruins left. The main hall of the sect is damaged, and the walls with leaks on all sides are crumbling in the wind. In the once prosperous city, the doors and windows of shops on both sides of the street are broken, and rubble is everywhere. Occasionally, You can see the "White Bone Mountain" where a large number of bones are piled up, or the remains of monks or civilians lying in the ruins.

Those cave heaven paradises occupied by demonic cultivators were originally holy places for cultivators to practice, but now they have become the lairs of demonic cultivators. There are many strange scenes of high-level demonic cultivators practicing, either with blood energy lingering or demonic aura soaring into the sky. The entire Southern Wilderness Spirit The domain was shrouded in a layer of haze, losing its past tranquility and peace.

In just twenty years, the sea turned into mulberry fields, and after the Demonic Abyss invaded the spiritual world, this vast land that once gave birth to countless monks now seemed to be swallowed up by endless darkness, becoming dead and desolate.

"Brother Li, is there any problem?"

Xue'er relied on the emotional talent of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox to clearly sense the special ups and downs of Li Mu's mood at this moment, and asked with concern.

As soon as Xueer's words fell, Li Mu slowly opened his eyes, his expression quickly changed from sadness and anger to calmness, and he said in a deep voice: "The situation is more serious than I expected. After the chaos sealing formation collapsed, the three realm passages were opened at the same time, and the spiritual path was opened. The world has been invaded by the forces of the Demonic Abyss. Many sects and cities in the Southern Wilderness Spiritual Domain have been reduced to ruins. The lives of monks and civilians are like grass and grass, being slaughtered mercilessly! "

Hearing this, Xueer's heart was shocked, and her eyes could not help but show deep hatred. The Xuehu clan was exterminated by these demonic cultivators from the Demonic Abyss.

"Brother Li, we must do something, we can't just sit idly by and ignore it!" Xue'er looked at Li Mu and said with expectation in her eyes.

After hearing this, Li Mu smiled bitterly and said quickly: "Right now, our strength is still weak. Directly fighting against the forces of the Demonic Abyss is like hitting an egg with an egg against a stone. We must first find a hidden and safe place, practice in seclusion, and continue to improve our strength."

"Brother Li, where are we going?" Although Xue'er was anxious, she also understood that it was unrealistic. She took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked with concern.

"Go to Yin-Yang Valley and have a look. The ninth-level divine object - Sun Gold seems to be in Yin-Yang Valley and has not gone away!" Li Mu decided with a strange look in his eyes.

"Yin Yang Valley!" Xue'er was slightly happy. She was no stranger to this place. She and Li Mu spent a pleasant time there before.

Just when Li Mu and his party rushed to Yin Yang Valley, the Demon God's Hall located in the Nine Netherworlds outside the territory was filled with demonic energy. News of the destruction of the seven Demon Lords in Frost City, as well as reports of suspected clues to the Chaos cultivators, were reported one by one. Finally, Convey it to the Immortal Demon God.

"Lord Demon God, there is a team of men under you. They were completely annihilated in a city called Ice City in the Northern Territory. It was caused by puppets wearing seventh-level Dao swords and seventh-level Dao armor. Combined with the intelligence of Chaos cultivators, it is suspected that He is hiding here!" The great demon cultivator tremblingly reported to the Immortal Demon God in the main hall.

Hearing this, the Immortal Demon God suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. Stars seemed to be rotating in his deep eyes, revealing endless anger and pressure.

"Has this guy who has been hiding for so many years finally revealed his tail?"

The voice of the Immortal Demon God was low and full of power, echoing in the hall like thunder.

"My subordinates have immediately surrounded Frost City and arrested all the monks. However, there is still no trace of him. My subordinates are not doing their job well. I also ask you, Lord Demon God, to go there in person. With your supremacy, With great power, we will be able to pull it out!”

After the Mahayana demon cultivator finished speaking, his body trembled slightly, and he was obviously very afraid of the consequences of failing to complete the mission of the demon god.

"You don't need to blame yourself. How can you easily catch the Chaos cultivator? I will go there personally. I want to see how capable this guy who has been hiding for so many years is!" A sneer appeared on the corner of the Immortal Demon God's mouth. , said in a deep voice.

"Lead the way!" The Immortal Demon God stood up, with demonic energy boiling around his body, rolling like substance. His figure was looming in the demonic energy, exuding a heart-stopping pressure.

"Yes!" The Mahayana demon cultivator bowed and accepted the order, secretly glad that he could escape punishment, and quickly set off to guide the Immortal Demon God through the layers of demonic obstacles in the Nine Nether Realm and headed towards the Ice City in the Northern Territory.

Along the way, the Immortal Demon God's speed reached its extreme speed, crossing the boundaries of time and space. The monsters and monks along the way felt this terrifying aura and all gave way, daring not to stop him in the slightest.

When the Immortal Demon God arrived at the Ice City, he found that the entire city had been surrounded by the demon army. The human cultivators were imprisoned in temporary cages, and the wailing and crying were endless.

The Immortal Demon God swept his mind and did not find any trace of the Chaos cultivator among these humans. , The Immortal Demon God frowned, his mind enveloped the entire Frost City, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

Soon, the Immortal Demon God noticed the remote courtyard, where there was a faint unusual breath, which was subtly related to the chaotic power he had sensed before. The courtyard was shrouded by a hidden array force.

The Immortal Demon God flashed and appeared in front of the door of the courtyard, with his palm facing up, and gently waved, and an invisible force rushed towards the array in the courtyard.

"Hmph, you want to stop me with your tricks?" The Immortal Demon God sneered, and with a "bang", the hidden courtyard protection array was broken, and the wooden door opened.

The scene in the courtyard was exposed to the Immortal Demon God, but there was no one inside, only some simple furniture and items scattered on the ground. The Immortal Demon God frowned, and his mind spread out, carefully searching every inch of space, trying to find all traces of the Chaos Practitioner.

Feeling the subtle power of chaos, it is obvious that this courtyard is indeed the place where the Chaos Practitioner once stayed.

However, the guy was as cunning as a fox. After exposing his tracks, he quietly left here, leaving this empty shell as bait. The Immortal Demon God's eyes became more sinister. He knew that since this Chaos Practitioner could avoid his first search, he must have something extraordinary.

"Hmph, do you think you can escape my pursuit like this?" The Immortal Demon God snorted coldly, with his hands behind his back. The demonic energy around him boiled again. He closed his eyes, and his majestic divine thoughts quickly spread out, like an invisible giant net, covering the entire Ice City and even the surrounding spiritual realm, trying to capture any breath or fluctuations that might be related to the Chaos practitioners.

The demon god's divine thoughts were surging wantonly, and wherever he passed, whether it was mountains and rivers, or living creatures and plants, they could all feel the tremor and fear from the depths of their souls. This divine thought was not only about searching and sensing, but also carried an indescribable sense of oppression and destruction, as if he wanted to include everything he saw into his boundless demonic thoughts.

Under the cover of this divine thought, all living beings inside and outside the Ice City were strangled by an invisible giant hand, and even breathing became difficult. Those imprisoned human cultivators felt an unprecedented despair. (End of this chapter)