I Just Want To Be Quiet

Judging from the information given by the Li family, only monks with a cultivation level above the core formation were eligible to be imprisoned in Eyuan.

This is not only because ordinary cultivators are not worth using to cross Eyuan at all, but also because, in this deep prison, the earth evil is permeated, and after the cultivation base of the core is entered, they cannot survive.

After entering Du'eryuan, he was isolated from the outside world, as if he had become a world of its own.

Therefore, the atmosphere here is totally different from the Five Sects of the Right Way.

The first thing to face is the living environment. Crossing Eyuan's aura is thin, and there is a strong earth evil running across it. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to cultivate at all. And every prisoner must complete the corresponding work according to his crime and cultivation level in order to make atonement.

Secondly, because the prisoners who entered the house had committed crimes, coupled with the erosion of evil spirits, the general temperament was tyrannical, and every word was out of accord. The trend of the strong eating the weak is very popular. And once chaos breaks out among prisoners, as long as the undead, the righteous disciples who are responsible for guarding, will at best give some flesh and blood pains, and will not go to great lengths to uphold justice.

After all, none of these prisoners was wronged.

Letting them attack each other and live in fearful turmoil is itself a part of punishment, not to mention that this action can also consume their secretly accumulated power and avoid even greater disturbances.

The third is that the source of the prisoners is complicated. For the guards, the monks who come from the right way must have special feelings.

And magic repairs, casual repairs, alien races... even if they are not favored by the guards, being able to enter Du'eryuan and survive, it is not a good crop.

This makes crossing the hills in the middle of Eyuan, and newcomers entering the country, if there is no backing, and no means, they are often reduced to cannon fodder and end miserable.

In general, this crossing of Eyuan is an escape for ordinary monks.

But for Peiling, there is not much risk.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but nodded. Compared to the asylum brought by Du Eryuan's isolation from the outside world, this was troublesome and had little effect.

The thinness of heaven and earth's spiritual energy can be supplemented with spiritual stones and cultivation resources. He now has no shortage of cultivation items in his hands.

As for the ethos of the weak and the strong... it's as comfortable as returning home.

The fact that there are many hills is not a big deal.

At the moment Pei Ling's poor is a safe and stable place for cultivation. Although there are various flaws in this crossing Eryuan, the flaws are not concealed after all.

Taking advantage of the current Zhengma battle, crossing Eyuan's alertness has been greatly weakened, and he can just go in and retreat for a period of time...

After making up his mind, Pei Ling immediately put away the jade slip and the treasure chest. The next moment, the figure disappeared from the place without a trace...

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The boundary of Han'an Sword Sect.

Little Mengcheng.

This is a small city, the outer wall has long been mottled in the years.

Although there are not many people, there are three poles in the sun, and the streets and alleys are also bustling, quite lively.

South of the city.

Entering along a deep alley, passing through the alleys with high walls on both sides and occasionally leaking one or two apricot blossoms, there is a medical room at the end.

This medical room occupies a very wide area, with many people coming and going, but it has always kept it clean.

At this moment, a blue-robed man was standing at the door of the medical room, looking at the passing crowd.

"Wu Shengshou..." The mortals passing by took the initiative to salute and greet him, "This time the child is sick, thanks to your wonderful hand to rejuvenate..."

"The same is true for my husband. The husband has a single pass. We have no children yet. If it weren't for Wu Shengshou, I'm afraid it would be..."

"Holy hand, please be worshipped by the little old man. The two grandchildren of the little old man sneaked into the mountain to play. When they encountered a big insect, they had no pulse when they were sent over. If your life is saved, the little old man and the whole family won't be able to survive..."

The mortal people were talking babbledly, looking at the man in the blue robe, full of reverence and heartfelt gratitude.

Wu Xun'an, the recognized saint of Xinglin, is the most respected person in Xiaomeng City. His reputation is even higher than that of the city lord.

After all, although there are many casual cultivators, the pill formation period in the casual cultivator is already rare.

What's more, Wu Xun'an was willing to stop in the small town in the capacity of forming a pill and cultivating, and was willing to pretend to be an ordinary doctor, administering medicine and practicing medicine for many mortals, and countless lives.

Even among the Five Sects of the Righteous Path, the disciples of the Sword Sect of Cold Darkness are generally upright and arrogant, and they are quite generous to them.

At this moment, Wu Xun'an smiled, with a soft voice, and greeted many mortals: "Mrs. Zhang must not be polite. When Lang was in the womb, he had taken drugs by mistake, and his body was slightly weaker. However, after three to five years of recuperation, it is just average. No two."

"Xu's little lady, please! Please! Your husband just occasionally feels the cold, so it's good to get off the heat..."

"This old husband can't, can't use it...please get up soon..."

He greeted him in a hurry, and then returned to the backyard of the medical house with excuses.

The backyard is different from the front. It is deserted without a single figure. A rockery stands by the pool and there is a pavilion on the mountain. From the location of the pavilion, you can overlook the entire vestibule.

Wu Xun'an casually pinched a stealth tactic, walked into the pavilion, and watched the mortals entering and leaving for medical consultation under the guidance of the few disciples he collected at random, his eyes flickering.

His aptitude is not good, although he got the opportunity to enter the Tao, his background is not enough.

After exhausting my efforts, originally it could only stop at the formation of alchemy.

But many years ago, I got a magic opportunity, and now meticulously planning for decades, with the convenience of Xinglin masters, in the name of applying medicine, the medicine is introduced into the body of the mortals in the city...

In the next step, as long as the blood sacrifices to the whole city, and the blood and soul of all the creatures in this city catalyze the birth of the magic drug, it can help oneself break through the hurdles and advance to the Nascent Soul!

Although over the years, in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the Sword Sect of Cold Darkness, he even married a wife and had children in Xiaomeng City, pretending to rest and regenerate here, so he made friends with the whole city and built up connections for his children and grandchildren.

But for the sake of the road, this sacrifice, the wife and children can't let it go!

Of course, the magic way, while entering quickly and easily breaking through, is often accompanied by great risks.

Moreover, his foundation is limited, so this move can only condense the mortal infant, hopeless fairy infant at best.

But for Wu Xunan, it was enough!

Even without this chance, it would be impossible for him to even Ning Ying.

"Big things will be done, don't rush for quick success!"

"Although the city lord is a disciple of the Sword Sect of Cold Darkness, he is only a descendant of the outer sect, and he was injured many years ago, and his cultivation is not enough to build a foundation. It is not to be feared. But these few days, the few sword repairers who passed by to visit the same sect... must wait After they have all left, it won't be too late to start..."

"If they don't leave for a while, I will continue to wait."

"I have waited for decades, and I don't care about this last bit of time."

Thinking of this, I saw a young man in a mysterious robe walking slowly into the medical room following the flow of people.