I have a world of cultivating immortals

Zhou Shengqing gave birth, and most of the spiritual energy of Jumu Ridge began to gather towards his place. After being concentrated, it turned into drops of clear spiritual dew. Under the sunlight, it shone with colorful brilliance and fell on the other The longevity tree where it is located.

Each drop is equivalent to the essence of a spirit stone, but after falling into the area where Zhou Shengqing was, it was like rain falling on a river, with only a slight ripple.

Fu Zongjue took all the puppet books he had brought from Mount Liujia, and moved them to the sacred tree where Zhou Shengqing retreated, and guarded them while feeling the process of conceiving a baby.

After Chen Mobai finished handling the voting matters of the guard, he also rushed over.

"The process of conceiving a baby can last as short as one or two months, and as long as two or three years. It depends on the foundation of the monk. I can just guard here. I will trouble Brother Chen in the sect."

Fu Zongjue was talking about the infant formation experience left by the Hunyuan ancestor. If the monk's foundation is weak, the step of breaking the pill can be completed quickly, but in the step of transforming the infant, he will fail due to lack of sufficient vitality.

But if the foundation of the golden elixir is too strong, it will fail at the step of breaking the elixir.

But in comparison, many monks in the Tianhe Realm will try their best to have a solid foundation.

After all, if the foundation is weak, it will definitely fail, but if the foundation is deep, there is always a way to break the pill into a baby.

As for what kind of foundation the monks will have when they form babies, most of them have already been laid when they form alchemy. If they want to grow in the future, only some extremely rare treasures of heaven and earth can do it.

Since Zhou Shengqing dared to try to conceive a baby, his foundation is naturally good.

But this is only the infant formation method on the side of the Tianhe Realm. Although the study of the infant formation process on the Xianmen side is not as thorough as the Foundation Establishment and Pill Formation, it is still far more detailed than here.

Compared with the broken pills on the side of the Tianhe Realm, the formation of babies on the Xianmen side is a little more relaxed. They will use exercises and pills to slowly melt the golden pills over a long period of time to breed and cultivate the Nascent Soul.

"The Wanmu Great Formation has already been activated. During the period when Senior Brother Zhou is conceiving a baby, I hope it will not be the same as when Senior Nephew Meng was forming a pill."

While Chen Mobai was speaking, a clear aura had already lit up over Jumu Ridge, turning into a mask and spreading outward.

"When the baby was born, the aura of the entire Jumu Ridge gathered here. The rest of the monks in the sect had better not breathe in the aura of heaven and earth to practice in the future, so as to avoid accidents."

At this time, Fu Zongjue remembered an incident recorded in Jieying's Experience, and gave an emphatic instruction.

"Oh, and this?"

Chen Mobai really didn't know, because no matter which great realm he breaks through at the Xianmen, there will be an independent practice room and spiritual energy supply, so there is no need to worry about this problem at all.

While speaking, he closed his eyes and began to try to refine the spiritual energy of the surrounding world.

Sure enough, he found that in the past, he could easily ingest and refine the aura into pure yang spiritual power, but at this time it was a slippery fish in the water, and it took a lot of energy to control and ingest it into the body.

It is so difficult for him, a cultivator of alchemy, to refine the aura of Jumu Ridge, let alone the foundation building and Qi training below.

If one encounters this suddenly during retreat, it is very likely that an accident will occur due to the riot of spiritual energy.

Chen Mobai immediately performed his duties as the head of the sect, and took out the Tongtian instrument to ask the three halls and twelve departments to quickly notify the disciples of the sect in Jumu Ridge about this matter.

Fortunately, at this time, the monks who established the foundation voted in the Shenmu Hall to elect the guards of the six countries, so they quickly reached the whole sect.

However, there are still more than a dozen unlucky qi training disciples who happened to meditate at this time, because the riot of spiritual energy in the void was out of control, and they were seriously injured and dying.

Chen Mobai asked the alchemy department to assign manpower to help, and ordered that all the pills and herbs used should be recorded in the Zongmen's account at all costs.

Zeng Woyou wondered why the sect master paid so much attention to mere qi training disciples, and thought that there were geniuses that Chen Mobai focused on.

According to Donghuang's tradition, such unlucky disciples should take this opportunity to eliminate them, so as not to affect the luck of the sect in the future.

However, Chen Mobai is now the head of the sect, and he is still the ancestor of Jiedan, so Zeng Woyou can only obey his orders.

After writing six names on his voting ballot, Zeng Woyou was the first to leave the Shenmu Hall, and called most of the doctors in the Alchemy Department to treat the qi training disciples who were seriously injured because Zhou Shengqing's childbirth induced the aura of heaven and earth.

Hoo hoo!

And the moment he stepped out of the Shenmu Hall, a gust of dark wind suddenly blew.

Zeng Woyou shuddered involuntarily, looked up at the sky, and then his expression changed instantly.

In the distant sky, a dark yellow cloud with a heavy and hazy aura seems to sweep the clear sky and fly towards here.

"The underworld official travels, and all living beings retreat!"

A sharp voice resounded in the midair, and then the dark clouds parted slightly, revealing four faceless men in red clothes, black trousers, and pointed hats, who were floating towards Jumu Ridge with a bright and dark red sedan chair. Come.

Wherever it passed, an extremely strange and eerie ghostly aura spread, as if it had dyed half of the sky in pitch black, like black clouds pressing down on the top, covering the three long-lived trees soaring into the sky.

The Wanmu formation was instantly activated!

A series of clear auras lit up and turned into a huge spherical mask, protecting Jumu Ridge.

The ghostly aura descended, constantly contacting and rubbing against the cyan aura, the void lit up with blue and black electric auras, and sparks fell one after another.

The intruder didn't know what realm it was, but it even caused Jumu Ridge's spiritual veins to tremble slightly.

"All the disciples stick to the formation!"

Just when the disciples of the Shenmu Sect were panicking, a clear sound transmission sounded in the sky.

Then I saw a handsome young man holding a purple long sword and landed on the sky above Jumu Ridge, blocking the dark clouds with his sword alone.

"The arm of the mantis is like a cart!"

A gloomy voice resounded in the sedan chair, and the sky was filled with dark clouds, accompanied by these words, and began to gather together.

In an instant, it turned into a tall and dark figure, like a ghost returning from the underworld, covering the sky and darkening the ground.

The ghost-like phantom raised its right hand, like a giant crushing an ant, and swung it down towards the young man standing above Jumu Ridge.

In response, Chen Mobai waved the sword in his hand!

Accompanied by the mighty aura of heaven and earth, a purple sword light soared into the sky, and in an instant it turned into a surge of thunder and lightning beams, splitting the ghostly hand and the ghostly aura in the sky. Not only did he slash heavily towards the brightly colored sedan chair in the center of the cloud.

A pale jade palm stretched out from the sedan chair curtain, and directly grasped the purple lightning sword light that Chen Mobai had slashed out. The pale palm was about to use force to crush the sword light, but found a wave of radiant radiance. Just now, Pei Ran's strength made him feel as if he was holding magma.

Amidst the whistling smoke, the pale palms began to turn scorched black, and gradually turned into fly ash, revealing crystal clear finger bones.

"What a Yang Lei!"

A sullen voice resounded in the sedan chair, and then a crystal phalanx of the index finger broke off, and a white air flow burst out, turning into an illusory white bone skull. swallow.

The two extreme forces clashed, and the mid-air above Jumu Ridge was instantly rendered into a strange color of half green and black, half purple red, and the aura of heaven and earth at both poles of yin and yang were all aroused, causing waves of violent howls and shocks.

Under such circumstances, this strange sedan chair couldn't maintain its original posture, and the four faceless people carrying the sedan chair trembled slightly, cracking a gap.

The curtain facing him also parted slightly, and Chen Mobai's spiritual eyes activated, and he saw some clues inside the bright red sedan chair. Inside was a headless man holding a head, but it was a pity that the head was stuck on the front. Looking at its belly, all he could see was a hollow back of the head.

"The sword of the head of the Shenmu sect, Chen, is somewhat restrained by this official!"

The curtain fell and covered the inside again, but the gloomy voice still came out.

"My sect and your Huangquan Road should not have any serious grievances."

Chen Mobai held the Zidian sword and said, the one who forcibly broke into Huangquan Road was Hunyuan Patriarch, the patriarch of the Five Elements Sect, and their Shenmu Sect had already separated, so this grievance should be settled with the Five Elements Sect.

"The entire Eastern Wilderness is just our reincarnation pool. In order to avoid losing control, monks of the Nascent Soul level are not allowed to appear."

While speaking in a gloomy voice, Chen Mobai saw that his skin, muscles, and bones that had been destroyed by his Zidian sword began to recover slowly, and strands of golden awns bloomed from the wound, turning the originally entangled silk Violet current expels repression.

"Golden Armored Corpse!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Mobai couldn't help showing surprise.

Then he took a closer look at his crystal-like jade finger bones, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

"Jade Corpse!?"

There is a method of cultivating corpses in the Tianhe Realm. Although it is a sect, after it has been refined to great success, it is not inferior to the ability to transform gods.

The Corpse Dissection Demon Sect of the eighteen sects of the Demon Sect is a leader in this way.

The practice of the corpse path is divided into bronze armor corpses, silver armor corpses, gold armor corpses, jade corpses, and flying yakshas!

It is opposite to Qi training, foundation building, alchemy formation, Yuanying, and transformation of gods!

At the peak of the Dongtu Imperial Court, one of the few ten palaces in the Shifang Palace teamed up to besiege and kill the highest achiever of the Demon Sect, Feitian Yasha.

If it was a golden armor corpse, Chen Mobai could still deal with it relying on the Zidian sword, but if it was a jade corpse...

"Let go of the big formation and let me go in and kill Zhou Shengqing, and I will let your Shenmu sect go."

The gloomy voice in the sedan chair resounded again, and the palm injured by the purple lightning sword became pale again, and the eerie black air flow overflowed with the dark clouds all over the sky, turning into a dark tall void again. film.

"Junior Brother, enter the battle!"

Fu Zongjue's voice sounded, and Chen Mobai didn't have any head iron. He took a step back and fell into the range of Wanmu Great Formation.

The dense ghost energy fell on the cyan mask, and the spiritual pulse of Jumu Ridge fluctuated again.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mobai couldn't help but feel slightly relieved.

Although the opponent's attack is powerful, it is already the peak power of the third level, but it is basically impossible to break the fourth level of the Wanmu Great Formation.

"The opponent should only be a ghost cultivator who possessed the essence of a jade corpse. Even this jade corpse may be incomplete. Maybe it is a golden armored corpse after failing to transform into a jade corpse."

Fu Zongjue was watching the battle from the side, but he saw some clues.

"If this is the case, then he should know that this kind of attack will not be able to break through the formation at all. If Senior Brother Zhou succeeds in conceiving a baby...not good...the thief is deliberately attacking the formation to shock the spiritual veins of Jumu Ridge. "

Chen Mobai suddenly thought of his opponent's real intentions, and couldn't help but change his expression.

When Zhou Shengqing was conceived, although he would immerse himself and devote himself wholeheartedly, the vibrations and changes in Jumu Ridge's spiritual veins were enough to wake him up.

This is similar to the situation when Meng Hong failed to form the alchemy back then, Guixiu just wanted to make some noise on purpose.

"I've already notified Brother Mo to come over to protect the law. Before that, the two of us stop this guy first."

After hearing what Chen Mobai said, Fu Zongjue also realized the seriousness of the problem.

They can control the Wanmu Great Formation to keep their opponents out of Jumu Ridge, but this will affect Zhou Shengqing's important event of conceiving a baby.

Under such circumstances, they had no choice but to act.

A beam of purple lightning and a beam of golden light rushed out, just as they were about to stop Ghost Xiu from attacking again, when the four faceless men carrying the sedan chair suddenly turned into four beams of red light, floating towards them.

"A mere ghost soldier!"

Chen Mobai frowned, waved his sleeves, and the mirror of the Six Sun God Fire flew out, and a stream of pure Yang fire burned up, encircling the four red glows.

Then the pure Yang spiritual power suddenly circulated, turning the four faceless men into fly ash in an instant.

"Huh!"

The underworld official in the sedan chair couldn't help being surprised when he saw this scene.

His four ghost soldiers have been cultivated for many years, and even a monk of alchemy can entangle them together. He originally intended to stop Chen Mobai first, and kill the weakest Fu Zongjue first with the momentum of thunder.

Who knew that the speed at which he crushed Fu Zongjue was not as fast as that of Chen Mobai who burned the four ghost soldiers.

The golden needles shot out by Fu Zongjue froze in front of the sedan chair, and the underworld official sitting in the sedan chair used the magic weapon for the first time.

It was a mourning stick!

Although the rank is not as good as the Zidian Sword, under the blessing of the ghostly aura of the underworld official, it exploded with great power, smashing Fu Zongjue, who was unable to avoid it, into thousands of puppet fragments with one blow .

"Junior brother, be careful, this guy can explode the power of the jade corpse."

Fu Zongjue felt the touch of his Jinyang puppet being smashed, and couldn't help turning pale, and shouted at Chen Mobai.

In the whistling sound.

The huge mourning stick fell on top of Chen Mobai's head with a ghostly aura.

The power of this blow has already surpassed the third-order level.

Chen Mobai could only raise the Zidian sword and slash out the second sword of the day!

During the collision of two fourth-order forces, a pale jade palm broke through the void and grabbed Chen Mobai's neck from behind.

Fortunately, Chen Mobai's Hollow Spiritual Eye was always open, and he keenly captured this scene.

He didn't have time to turn the Zidian sword, so he could only block the well-functioning Liuyang Shenhuo mirror in front of the underworld official's ghost hand.

"A mere third rank!"

Amidst the sneer, the pale jade palm with a dark ghostly aura indifferently grabbed onto the mirror.

Pure yang fire is triggered by stress.

Then a scream sounded from the sedan chair!