Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Ancestor Tong, right in front!"

In order to avoid being recognized, Zhou Yisheng disguised himself, but at the Jindan level, even if he changed his appearance, it was difficult to conceal his special aura.

Beside him was an old man with a gray beard.

Although this cultivator from Guyun Sect was called the Ancestor, his strength was only at the eighth level of Jindan, only one level higher than Zhou Yisheng, and far from the Yuanying realm.

But since he was asked to take action, he naturally had full support.

Guyun Sect, like Shizhen Sect, was a sect that was good at formations. In terms of power and potential, Guyun Sect was even better.

And Tong Changge was the oldest and most experienced elder in the sect. Now the head of Guyun Sect was also his disciple, so he could be called "Ancestor" in terms of seniority.

Tong Changge nodded, he had seen the abnormality in front.

In the vast wilderness, there was an inexplicable chaotic fluctuation of spiritual energy, which was obviously the manifestation of the formation.

He leaped up and arrived in front of the maze.

He stepped on the seven stars and walked like a dragon and snake, circled the formation, and soon nodded in understanding: "Thousand Souls Maze, it is not easy to set up this formation!"

At this time, Zhou Yisheng also followed.

Just now, out of caution, he still patrolled the surroundings, and after confirming that there were no monks from Beiyue City, he was relieved.

"Yes, it took six people from the Ten Formation Sect to set up this formation!"

"The formation is good, but the method used by the person setting it up is a little crude." Tong Changge stroked his eyebrows, looking critical, "Six people were used? If the Ancient Rhyme Sect took action, it would only take four people at most to set up the Thousand Souls Maze."

"How can a small Ten Formation Sect be compared with the Ancient Rhyme Sect?"

"That's right."

Tong Changge nodded in agreement, as if he didn't hear that it was flattery.

Perhaps he has been in this position for a long time and has lost the ability to distinguish between truth and flattery.

"Senior, is it difficult to break the formation?"

"It's not difficult, but I don't know where the center of the formation is, so it may take some effort."

"How long will it take?"

Zhou Yisheng's heart jumped. The longer the time dragged on, the more likely it was that he would have more dreams.

"About an incense stick?"

"Ah?"

"What? Too long? Then give me another fifty high-grade spirit stones, and the two of us can break the formation faster together!"

"No, no, no!" Zhou Yisheng waved his hands repeatedly, "It's fast enough, fast enough."

It's only an incense stick of time, is this long?

Zhou Yisheng, who came to his senses, was already worried at this moment. He didn't expect that a third-level maze would be so insignificant in front of the other party!

These fifty spirit stones were worth it!

At this time, he had begun to imagine the scene of nearly ten thousand mummies pouring into Beiyue City.

Even if these living dead were not strong, the fact that they became stronger the more they were killed was enough to make Beiyue City fall!

A ruined city and a large number of homeless monks, waiting for them was either migration or organization to suppress the tide of corpses.

By then, Beiling City's plan would be realized.

"How is it? Did I break the formation?"

"Thank you, senior."

Tong Changge frowned, and spiritual energy spread from his body. He was not particularly familiar with the Thousand Souls Formation. After all, he was proficient in the Killing Formation, and had only come into contact with this kind of psychedelic formation.

After all, the formation was too complicated, and even in the Ancient Rhyme Sect, it was impossible for a cultivator to master ten formations!

It was precisely because of this that Tong Changge gave him an incense stick of time, which was left for him to try and make mistakes.

Time passed little by little, and he tried again and again, and finally!

After a burst of spiritual energy, Zhou Yisheng felt the signs of a sudden collapse...

However, when the formation was broken and the truth was revealed, there was nothing in the formation.

In front of Tong Changge, there was only a piece of trampled soil, occasionally some broken clothes and fingernail-sized pieces of meat, where could he see the trace of half a dried corpse?

"This...this..."

Zhou Yisheng stepped forward again and again, rubbing his eyes in disbelief, and he didn't believe it would be the scene in front of him.

Where did the mummies go?

Where did the bodies go?

"Daoyou Zhou, did you remember the wrong place?" Tong Changge also felt something was wrong.

"It shouldn't be there..."

At this moment, Zhou Yisheng was not sure. Although he remembered this place and sent people to confirm it repeatedly, there was nothing in front of him.

"Or was the corpse tide driven to another place?"

As soon as this was said, the elder of the Zhou family suddenly realized it!

That's right!

There is no way that Beiyue City can just ignore nearly 10,000 mummies! As long as they are not stupid, they will definitely think that these mummies trapped here are sharp swords that can be cut at any time.

"It's really possible."

Zhou Yisheng frowned. If the mummies were moved, then Beiyue City would naturally be impossible for him to find... But...

But how did they move?

"The Corpse Driving Sect?!"

There is always a loophole!

He didn't expect that the Corpse Driving Sect monks he deliberately left in the formation to be buried with him actually defected to Beiyue City!

"Good! Good!" Zhou Yi was so angry that his face turned purple, "You corpse-driving sect, you actually betrayed me! I think there is no need for you to exist."

...

Ah Qiu!

In the dark, Qian Zhong sneezed.

The mummy that was originally carrying a mattock also trembled.

"Elder Qian, what's wrong? Are you not catching a cold?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Qian Zhong was a little uneasy. He always felt that something big was going to happen, but he couldn't really predict his situation.

"Why don't you go for a walk?" Li Ming suggested, "If you stay in the mine for a long time, you will be easily eroded by the cold air."

"That's okay, I just want to go out and refine another Yuan Yang Dan."

Qian Zhong and Li Ming both stood up and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

In more than two months, under the tireless digging of 700 mummies, the mine vein advanced three to four hundred meters in depth, and nearly 60 pieces of high-grade spiritual stones alone were dug out! It can be said that it brought great wealth to Motai Mountain.

"Elder Qian, do you think our corpse exorcists are born to be miners?" Li Ming couldn't help but sigh, it seems that they have found their true destination!

"It's really possible!" Qian Zhong nodded, "Headmaster Chen has a lofty gaze. We can only look up to him in terms of strength and vision. Our true usefulness can be seen at a glance!"

"Yes! I wish I had come to Motai Mountain earlier!" Li Ming became excited when he thought about the Yangyuan Pill in his pocket.

The elixirs that were once unaffordable are now allotted three pills every month, which is really generous!

"We don't need to dig mines. We only need to practice on weekdays and occasionally relax. How have we ever had such a comfortable life?" Qian Zhong couldn't help but sigh.

"That's true! It's a pity that Master Qi and the others are going to suffer."

Li Ming shook his head, and the two of them had already walked out of the mine.

The bright sunshine shone warmly on them.

At this moment, an idea appeared in their minds almost at the same time.

"How about... going to Headmaster Chen? See if he can think of a solution? After all, we are the only ones enjoying the blessings, so I feel a little guilty!"