Enter the Immortal Cultivation

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" After listening to the retelling of the Son of Mist, Qing Xie Zong shook his tentacles: "Although... although it is incredible, surprisingly, another memory in my heart does not reject this statement. Moreover, as far as I know, there is no conflict with this information..."

"Puff, I've said it, I'm awesome." The Son of Mist laughed.

Qing Xie Zong thought for a while, then nodded: "Indeed... very valuable information. You are awesome."

For Qing Xie Zong, the value of this information is extremely high. Although he doesn't know how those immortal demons view this information, it is not worthless. From this perspective, it is indeed amazing that the Son of Mist can get such a huge amount of information from the other party.

The Son of Mist suddenly felt that he was inflated.

Look, a mysterious strong man who can cross the infinitely distant galaxy, and the only insect he recognizes in the world, all think he is awesome.

Isn't he awesome!

But...

Qing Xie Zong still sighed: "But, this can only mean that our previous reasoning is invalid. He still has no way to prove that he is not the evil demon that devours the world. So, he is and he is not... half and half!"

Analyzed from common sense, it should be like this.

"But, he is very strong!" Son of Mist said: "Outside a world not far away, there is a super large magic weapon - he used that magic weapon to tear the negative land with magic from that world."

"Wait, you mean..." Qing Xie Zong's whole body showed a dull look: "This awakening movement, he made it?"

Son of Mist sighed: "That was really powerful... If he came directly at you, I'm afraid I can't protect you..."

"Show off..." Qing Xie Zong's expression was a little bit Chen: "Maybe he has big ambitions..."

"But I don't think he needs to do that, right? Just that magic weapon, I think it's bigger than your hills, right?"

"Magic... magic weapon?" Qing Xie Zong was stunned: "You mean, he has a magic weapon that's bigger than the hills? How is that possible?"

"I saw it with my own eyes! It can't be fake." The Son of Mist said: "And I'm not susceptible to illusions."

Due to the serious interference of immortal power, there is no optical projection illusion in this world. All illusions rely on affecting the souls and thoughts of others to work.

And the Tiandu species is significantly different from other creatures. The Son of Mist is not susceptible to illusions, and it's not bragging.

"But that's the evil demon that devours the world!" Qing Xie Zong whispered: "Just because we can't do it doesn't mean they can't do it..."

The Son of Mist felt that he was underestimated and became emotional: "I say, whether I am susceptible to illusions or not, I should know better than you, right?"

"Ah, that's it." Qing Xie Zong sighed. His current strength is far inferior to that of the Son of Mist, so it makes sense for him to say so. He said honestly: "I'm sorry..."

After apologizing, Qing Xie Zong asked again: "You know their background, and you also said... did you find out their purpose?"

"He said that he came here to pursue the relics of his own people. This is an important ritual in their civilization." The Son of Mist said: "I think, maybe just like you will eat the flesh of your dead people, they also have similar customs?"

"Recycling magic tools?" Qing Xie Zong's eyes drifted to the King of Silence.

Most of the magic tools were used by him to fill the King of Silence.

In fact, he used these magic tools as black boxes - that is, "accessories" that "what is injected will be fixedly fed back", and then assembled them into a magic tool of a university.

He had a bad feeling: "What is the magic weapon of his clan?"

"He said he wanted to find the most important thing, which is the black disc."

"The black disc..." Qingxie Zong's heart sank: "Did you tell him about the King of Silence?"

"Hey, am I so ignorant of the importance?" Son of Mist was dissatisfied: "I said, am I a fool in your eyes? I tell you, I didn't reveal any information about you."

Qingxie Zong was still worried. Because he knew that this thing was his only reliance besides the Heavenly Punishment Tablet. And the black disc-shaped magic weapon was the most critical part of the King of Silence.

But...

If the intelligence of Son of Mist was not wrong, then the opponent's strength was simply beyond his imagination. Even if the King of Silence was fully developed, even if the Lord of the Spiritual Gate and the King of Silence in the plan were all fully developed, they might not be as good as the opponent's magic weapon that was larger than the hill itself.

It was completely beyond the scope of what could be dealt with.

If the opponent was really that strong, then his words might be credible, right? After all, such a powerful person would not travel so far just for a magical weapon that even the Son of Mist thought was ordinary.

——This "so far" here is much farther than he could imagine.

Moreover, the other party did not show any signs of robbing, which means they can still communicate.

The Son of Mist also had a good impression of him.

But...

What if all this is a disguise?

That guy just deliberately let the Son of Mist see the wrong picture...

Although, the enemy who can make the Son of Mist fall into an illusion is not something that Qiu Ling can match...

But...

If he just used some kind of deception...

And, this small disc.

He has not yet developed the function of this black disc magic weapon. Although the Son of Mist thinks it is very ordinary, what if this magic weapon is actually a rare spiritual treasure in the entire universe?

If this magic weapon has a special mechanism, it must transfer ownership of resources, and then the evil demon can only use deception...

But if the other party is really that strong, then handing it over is the only correct choice, right?

But if this is just used by the enemy to disintegrate the King of Silence...

——No, that's not right.

If you think so, the Son of Mist will become the object of your suspicion.

The Qinghu Sect never thought that the Son of Mist would betray him.

"No, I can't think about it anymore!"

"First, we need to improve our cultivation, and then we need to complete the King of Silence. Only by doing these two things well can we have the capital to deal with this situation... at least it's better than now!"

Qingxie Zong was agitated, but the Son of Mist was unaware: "Also, Qingxie Zong, that guy also said that he wanted to see you and asked you to return the thing to him..."

Qingxie Zong was stunned: "How did he know... it was in my hands?"

"This thing fell on the hill, and then you took it away. This is not a secret? Even your men know it." The Son of Mist said.

"Ah...ah." Qingxie Zong accepted this explanation: "That's... true..."

- Damn, what should I do now?

- Should I just accept it? Or should I say no...

- Damn... I should have kept it a secret from others. Now I have no room for buffer...

Qingxie Zong was in a heavy mood and sighed: "I... will think about it again... at least... I have to wait for five wake-up cycles..."

"What do the insects want?" The Son of Mist is quite familiar with this folk custom: "But I heard that you are the only one using this calendar. The calendar is specified based on the relative movement of stars and small worlds outside. Your calendar has no meaning for outsiders..."

Qingxie Zong smiled bitterly: "After all, outsiders... have to be guarded against. I may never come back after meeting him. At least, let me preside over the sacrifice for the last time..."

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Kong Yuanzun has been very excited these days.

This vibration of the wake-up cycle is indeed a good omen. The changes in the hills have alarmed many masters who have been practicing in seclusion. Several strong men who have not appeared in the world for a long time actually went to the "Dantian Nest", the center of the hills, to investigate in person.

These masters were naturally observed by Fu La's spies, and then persuaded by General Fu La to join the ranks of "Tattoo".

Among them, there is an old monster nicknamed "Spirit God", whose cultivation is comparable to his. And General Fu La also successfully gathered more power.

The loss of Mie Qian Zun was an accident.

And now, another accident has presented them with more powerful people.

And more importantly...

The fact that "Hills are furious" has boosted the morale of the Tattoo camp.

On the other hand, Qing Pu Si seemed to have been summoned by Qing Xie Zong once - this was the only time General Fu La met with Qing Xie Zong in this generation. Qing Pu Si thought he had done something wrong, so he reminded all the masters in advance that if something happened to him, they should escape immediately.

But unexpectedly, Qing Xie Zong only reprimanded Qing Pu Si for being too harsh on Mie Qian Zun and killing masters in his name for no reason, which really violated his original intention of establishing Fu La.

It seems that the series of "loyalty" behaviors of Qing Pu Si in severely injuring Mie Qian Zun have been seen by Qing Xie Zong. Qing Xie Zong still trusts Fu La.

This is another good news.

"The weather is good, the hills are shaking, the insects are panicking, and the situation in the hills has changed; the terrain is favorable, Qing Xie Zong will never doubt Fu La, and Fu La will use sacrifices to lay a deadly net; people are in harmony, the tattoo is in accordance with the weather, and everyone helps!"

Kong Yuan Zun sighed: "The great thing is done!"

On the other hand, Wang Qi is completely unaware of the undercurrents within the Pula society. He is still lurking around the "forbidden zone".

"Well, these places are heavily guarded and difficult to enter, and they are forbidden areas that the Pulas will not enter. I am sure that Qing Xie Zong is hiding here."

"We have to find a way to get in..."

Although it was agreed that they would discuss it carefully. But Wang Qi did not intend to give up the plan of "sneaking in, stealing the treasure, and then kidnapping the exiled immortal."

Two-pronged approach, double insurance!

But...

"It's definitely not my illusion, there are more and more insect masters around..."

With the infiltration of his own magic power, the interference of the surrounding environment on Wang Qi's spiritual consciousness also weakened slightly.

So he felt the movement of the nest.

"Damn, can't they be here to protect me?"