I Can Track Everything

Returning to Shenglong City, Chen Chen felt happy when he saw that there was an extra space passage in the city lord's mansion, but he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Sometimes I have to admit that it is better to keep a low profile.

After sighing, Chen Chen tried to enter the Four Sacred Realms, but his cultivation level was too high and he couldn't enter at all.

In desperation, I could only find a few Void Refining monks to go back and deliver the news, asking Master Yuqiong to come to the real spirit world to practice.

It is always good to be able to take back the Four Sacred Realms. Regardless of whether there is the little thought of the Lord of Demon City behind it, he should be grateful.

After figuring this out, Chen Chen stopped worrying about this matter and entered the Yin and Yang Palace to practice hard.

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At the same time, in the Hengduan Demon Sect area, which is now the Abyss Sect, large buildings were erected again, and a group of middle and low-level monks crossed over from the Abyss Realm.

The power of the sword a few days ago was amazing, but it only lost a little face to the Abyssal Sect. As for the fallen monks and destroyed buildings, it was nothing to the Abyssal Sect.

At this time, in the underground hall of the Mingyuan Sect, a group of Mahayana monks were surrounding a cauldron, frowning.

"The damage to the Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron must be resolved. If we cannot establish an indestructible protective formation and allow those True Spirit Realm monks to destroy the Abyss Sect again, then we should just return to the Abyss Realm."

The leader, the old man in black robe, said coldly, with a somewhat angry tone.

Several other people had dissatisfied looks on their faces when they heard this.

If the black-robed old man hadn't been too careless when operating the Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron, how would the Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron be damaged?

Now that he, the initiator, is getting angry here, it is really unreasonable.

"In order to repair the Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron, new true spirits must be integrated into it."

A Mahayana monk who was good at refining weapons said softly.

"Yes...but where are the new true spirits now?"

A group of peak monks from the Abyss Realm were preparing to discuss. The old man in black robes at the head suddenly looked outside and said calmly: "Come in."

As soon as these words came out, outside the main hall, a monk in white clothes, who looked about thirty years old and had a very elegant appearance walked in.

The white-clothed monk did not feel timid at all when facing the gazes of several top Mahayana men. Instead, he greeted them with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

"Junior Qing Xuanming, I have met several seniors and met the Saint Ancestor of Styx."

The black-robed monk looked at Qing Xuanming carefully, then nodded and said: "Yes, not only is the talent good, but he is also a good person. He is a talent, exactly as Qingxian described."

Upon hearing his master's name, Qing Xuanming asked: "Senior Saint Ancestor, I wonder where my master is now?"

Saint Ancestor Styx replied calmly: "His time is approaching, he has experienced another battle, and he can't wait to go to the Abyss Realm to prepare for the great catastrophe of ascension.

But before he left, he mentioned you, saying that you were extremely talented and a good prospect. "

Qing Xuanming didn't show much pride when he heard this, but said modestly: "Compared to Master, I'm still far behind."

Although he said this with an element of self-effacement, it was indeed the case.

In the tens of thousands of years since the True Spirit Realm has been established, less than ten peak Mahayana masters have been born, but there may be more than a hundred innate Taoist bodies.

"You don't have to be modest. With our Ming Yuan Sect as your backing, you will definitely be able to step into the realm of your master in the future, Qing Xuan Ming. From now on, you will be the chief disciple of our Ming Yuan Sect."

Saint Ancestor Styx said and threw out a token, which fell into Qing Xuanming's hands.

Looking at the token in his hand, Qing Xuanming quickly bowed to thank him.

This is a huge opportunity for him.

If the Mingyuan Sect wants to gain a foothold in the True Spirit World and gain the support of more True Spirit World monks, it must not only accept the master's pinnacle Mahayana, but also accept young geniuses like him.

Even accepting him has greater strategic significance than accepting the master.

After all, the peak of Mahayana is very rare and has little to do with ordinary monks.

But after joining the Abyssal Sect, if he can quickly surpass the geniuses of his peers in the True Spirit World, it will prove the strength of the Abyssal Sect. From now on, more monks from the True Spirit World will be willing to throw themselves into the arms of the Abyssal Sect. .

After all, for monks and monks, cultivation is the most important. In the eyes of those with dreams, the fairy world is where they should ultimately live.

Whether it is the true spirit world or the underworld, it is just a temporary stop on the way to cultivation. There is no need to fight for the true spirit world.

"Disciple Qing Xuanming has met the sect master!"

Qing Xuanming put away the token and directly performed the worship ceremony.

A cultivator from the true spirit world became the chief disciple of the Abyss Sect, which destined him to become the object of common attention among the monks from both worlds.

In the future, he may be crushed to pieces by the two mountains of the True Spirit World and the Abyss World, but danger comes with opportunities. From now on, he will also get the best cultivation resources from the two worlds.

Coupled with his talent, aspiration for the Mahayana is just around the corner.

"Without courtesy, Qing Xuanming, I hope you will live up to your master's expectations of you."

Saint King Styx waved his hand, and Qing Xuanming stood up uncontrollably.

"This junior will definitely do his best to prevent the Ming Yuan Sect from being humiliated!"

"Well, come here."

Hearing Qing Xuanming's assurance, Saint King Styx showed a satisfied smile, then hooked his hand, and Qing Xuanming flew to several peak Mahayana powerhouses.

"You are a true spiritual monk. I just want to ask you something."

Saint King Styx looked at Qing Xuanming and said.

"Sect master, please tell me, I will tell you everything I know!"

"The Cauldron of Ten Thousand Spirits is damaged and requires a powerful True Spirit to repair it. Do you know where there are powerful True Spirits near this southern region?"

Saint King Styx asked, and at the same time he took out a very roughly drawn map of the true spirit world and placed it in front of the monks.

Qing Xuanming glanced at the map and pointed to the middle of the Southern Territory.

"This place is called Hidden Abyss, and there is a water unicorn hidden in it. It is very powerful."

"Oh? How strong is it?"

"At least in the middle stage of Mahayana, if it didn't have such strength, the Evil Temple would never allow it to stay in the Southern Territory."

Qing Xuanming is decisive.

Saint King Styx shook his head slightly when he heard about the middle stage of the Mahayana and said: "It's a little weak, and the repair of the Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron cannot be made. We must find a more powerful true spirit to be safe.

If we find a weak point that cannot be repaired, when we try to find a stronger point, we may not have a chance. "

"What the sect leader said is that killing the true spirit makes too much noise, leaving us with few opportunities..."

As Qing Xuanming spoke, he wandered around the map, and finally laid his eyes on a large blank area below.

"Sect Master, this place is called the Hanhai Desert. There is a true spirit inside, named Scorpio. Its strength is probably at the pinnacle of the Mahayana. Since it occupied the Hanhai Desert, no Mahayana monk has ever set foot here."

"The true spirit at the pinnacle of Mahayana..."

Saint King Styx murmured to himself, and after a long time decided: "Both sides should act at the same time. I will take care of this Scorpio myself. As for the water unicorn, I will leave it to Saint King Ziwei alone."