I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

In a desolate mountain range on the border of Yunzhou, far away from the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountains, several Nascent Soul monks gathered here.

If Nie Yuansen were here, he would understand why the Shadow Moon Sect did not respond to his sect's request for help.

There were four Nascent Soul cultivators present, namely Ruowuo, the elder of the Shadow Moon Sect, Wang Yonghong, the ancestor of the Wang family, and Chu Wenqian, the elder of the Red Flame Society.

and Meng Yi, the Supreme Elder of the Shadow Moon Sect.

Wang Yonghong, the ancestor of the Wang family, is in the middle stage of fourth-level physical cultivation, which corresponds to the middle stage of Nascent Soul in spiritual cultivation.

According to the description of the exercises he practices, this state is called the Golden Body.

Most of the human world is dominated by spiritual cultivation, and physical cultivation is ultimately a minor path.

Although there are many spiritual practitioners who also practice this way, their level is generally not too high.

There are only a handful of people who have cultivated to the fourth level like the ancestor of the Wang family.

At the same time, there are not many inheritances of physical cultivation in the human world, which leads to the fact that there is no unified standard in terms of realm.

It is unlike the Qi refining, foundation building, elixir formation, Nascent Soul, and Shen transformation in the spiritual cultivation system...

The path to physical cultivation has different descriptions of the realms of different lineages.

For example, the "Body Casting Technique" practiced by the Wang family is divided into iron body, bronze body, silver body, gold body and jade body.

It is a top-level body-training technique that can directly point to the fifth level, which is equivalent to the inheritance of spiritual transformation.

Chu Wenqian, another elder of the Red Flame Society, is a spiritual practitioner in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

As one of the Nascent Soul forces in Yunzhou City, most of the members of the Red Flame Society practice fire spiritual methods, and some of the monks will collect a kind of heaven and earth spiritual fire for their own use.

The president, Shao Jie, holds a kind of heaven and earth spiritual fire called Tianliu Fire. It is said that this fire spirit fire fell from the sky and collided with the underground fire veins, and Shao Jie collected it from the depths of the earth veins.

Tianliu Fire has the ability to burn spiritual energy and is best at breaking the monk's body.

If members of the association fail to collect the heaven and earth spirit fire they need, they can get a wisp of fire from the Tian Liu Fire for their own use.

This is the case for Chu Wenqian, the elder of the Crimson Flame Society. He holds the fourth-level sub-fire of Tianliu Fire. Although he is only in the early stage of Yuanying, he can use this fire to compete with ordinary mid-stage Yuanying monks.

If my Taoist is a sword cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, his strength should be considered outstanding among his peers.

As for the last person, Meng Yi, he is the great monk of Yuanying.

In the human world, only those in the late Nascent Soul stage will receive this title. Because the monks who transform themselves into gods cannot come out, they are the talkers in this world.

His identity is the Supreme Elder of the Shadow Moon Sect, Ruo Wu Taoist's uncle.

"Uncle Master, it's been hard work guarding the Demon Abyss for many years," Ruowu looked at Meng Yi and said respectfully.

The other two people also agreed at the same time.

"It's just that it's a bit lonely facing these barren mountains and ridges all day long. It can't be said to be hard work."

Then he looked up at the three people and asked:

"Do you know who the person sent by the Yunji Chamber of Commerce is? Why hasn't he arrived at this hour?"

All three of them shook their heads.

The four Nascent Soul forces in Yunzhou City only negotiated to send one Nascent Soul cultivator here, but the real candidate was never determined, so only their own forces knew who would come.

Suddenly, a white cloud floated from the sky, and a young female cultivator fell in it. She had a wine gourd and a pipe on her waist. She was Miaoli Shan herself.

He landed next to the four people. After greeting everyone, he saluted Meng Yi:

"Junior Miaoli Shan, I have met senior Meng!"

Meng Yi looked a little surprised:

"Miao? But that little girl that old man Shan took in more than four hundred years ago?"

"My master is none other than Shan Hu, the head of the Yunji Chamber of Commerce."

Meng Yi looked at the Miaoli fir in front of him and praised:

"Not bad, not bad. It only took four hundred years to reach the top of Nascent Soul. I will have a great chance to hit the realm of divine transformation in the future."

"Senior is so complimentary!"

After the two chatted for a while, Meng Yi changed the topic to more serious matters:

"Okay, Miao Yatou, has your master explained to you what happened this time?"

Miaoli Shan shook his head:

"Master only said it was related to the demon clan, but he didn't tell me the details."

"Oh, Master You is just a hands-off shopkeeper, so I don't worry about you, a girl, accidentally dying here.

In this case, I will tell you a story," he turned to look at the other three people, "Although you have experienced this mission, you can also listen to it. "

Hearing this, all of us pricked up our ears.

Seeing how serious these people were, Meng Yi asked aloud: "Do you know about the invasion of our human world by demons and demons nearly ten thousand years ago?"

Everyone nodded, and Miaoli Shan even said:

"This junior has seen descriptions in ancient books. It is rumored that it was a racial catastrophe that swept the entire human world.

The tragedy was so severe that the inheritance of the Immortal Way of the human race at that time was discontinued for generations. It took a long time to cultivate and achieve the prosperity of our human race today. "

Meng Yi nodded:

"Yes, that racial war was indeed a great catastrophe in my human world.

Although the ancestors repelled the invasion of the two demon clans in that war, they were unable to clean up the legacy left by the demon and demon clans because they were severely injured.

For example, the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range across the Feng and Yun states was created by the legacy of the demon clan.

For example, the secret realm of the Demon Abyss behind me is a legacy of the Demon Clan. "

Miaoli Shan looked at the void behind him curiously.

‘It turns out that this place is still the entrance to a secret realm. ’

"Could it be that this is the secret realm of the Demonic Abyss that I'm waiting for this time?"

Meng Yi nodded: "Exactly."

"Monsters from thousands of years ago crossed over from other planes, forming a space channel in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountains, and the other one behind me.

The invading demon clan was beheaded by the ancestors and most of the top leaders were killed, and the opponent's cross-border passage was also destroyed.

There are only a few individual demon clans left in this world for us monks to 'sharpen our swords', so there is nothing to worry about. "

When Miaoli Shan heard this, he was quite interested. He never thought that the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range had such an origin.

‘It is for the training of human monks, but why did Yunzhou rarely hear of human forces attacking it hundreds of years ago? ’ Miaoli Shan was confused, but didn’t ask further.

Meng Yi continued:

"The monsters were driven away by us, but the demons are different."

He turned his back and pointed to the void ahead.

"The passage from which the demons cross the border is quite mysterious. Even if the ancestors drove out all the demons guarding the passage in this realm, they still could not completely destroy the space passage.

People in the past discovered that even after violently destroying it, it would grow and repair again, and soon another demon would emerge from it and cause harm to the world.

No matter how many tricks the masters of transforming gods thought of at that time, there was still nothing they could do about it.

This passage is like a scar left on this world, which is difficult to recover.

Forced into desperation, the senior gods at that time had no choice but to work together to seal it and leave it to future generations to solve.

But as time goes by, there are still no monks in this world who can completely solve these hidden dangers.

The latecomers could only continue to strengthen the seal, and gradually formed this secret realm of the Demonic Abyss.

The former space passage is called the Demon Eye, and demonic energy often emerges from it, or occasionally some low-level monsters appear.

In order to prevent it from developing a climate, the higher-ups of the human race decided that Nascent Soul monks would destroy the monsters within it at regular intervals.

A Nascent Soul monk suppresses the secret passage all the year round to prevent the demons from coming back. "

There was a bit of amazement on Miaoli Shan's face. This was history that he had never learned from the classics.

On the other hand, the other three looked as usual, and they must have known the secret for a long time.

"Senior Meng? Are there no fourth-level or even higher-level fifth-level demons crossing the border in the passage?" Miaolishan asked curiously.

Meng Yi shook his head:

"With the current strength of the space passage, it is simply unable to accommodate such high-level demons.

The highest level is the third level, which is equivalent to my spiritual cultivation. Of course, there is no guarantee whether there are demons secretly cultivating to the fourth level in the Demon Abyss.

That’s why I’ve called so many of you together to clean up the secret realm.

Later, the four of you will work together in pairs, and don’t be left alone. "

After saying this, Meng Yi took out a golden token with a black one-eye painted on it.

The other four people each took out a smaller token. The token was white jade in color, but the patterns drawn on it were the same as those in Meng Yi's hand.

Meng Yi muttered an unknown formula, then cut his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the token.

In an instant, the blood dyed the entire token red, and a golden light emitted from it. Meng Yi pointed the token into the void in front of him, and a dazzling beam of light shot out from the token, shaking the void in front of several people, creating waves of ripples. .

The four people followed closely, and a white light shot out from the token at the same time, integrating into the golden beam.

It was as if this golden light tore open a wound in the void, and a crack several feet long appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Everyone, come with me." After saying this, Meng Yi flicked his sleeves and stepped into the crack first.

The four Nascent Souls looked at each other, put away their tokens at the same time, and stepped inside.

After the five people's figures disappeared into the barren mountains and ridges, the huge crack in the sky healed instantly, leaving no trace.

Miaoli Shan only noticed the trembling of his soul and body for a moment, and in the blink of an eye he came to a completely different world.

A white crescent moon hangs high in the sky, emitting a faint light that gives people a sense of coolness.

Black mist floated from time to time in the surrounding air. After Miaoli Shan took it, he discovered that it was a completely different power from spiritual energy.

"Demon energy?"

Seeing this, Ruowu next to me explained:

"It's just demonic energy. It's just a very thin amount of demonic energy attached to the mayfly thing in the air."

After hearing his explanation, Miaoli Shan sensed the aura around him, causing him to frown.

‘The spiritual energy is so thin, no wonder Master asked me to prepare various spiritual pills and spiritual stones to restore spiritual power. ’

"Fellow Daoist Miao, have you prepared the spiritual objects to restore your spiritual power? The spiritual energy in this secret realm of the Demonic Abyss is thin, but it cannot be used by our Nascent Soul to restore our own spiritual power."

Miaoli Shan nodded.

Meng Yi turned back to look at the people, raised his left hand and pointed in one direction and said:

"Wang Yonghong, take Chu Wenqian with you to clean up the remaining monsters in this half.

Just pay attention to cleaning up the third level and some second-level ones with some climate, and ignore the first-level ones. After the cleanup is completed, rush to meet me at the Magic Eye in the middle. "

The two nodded in agreement.

"As for Ruowu, you take Miaoli Shan to clean the right half, and once you're done, gather at the magic eye."

Miaolishan and Ruowu both raised their hands and responded.

Seeing that the four of them were ready, Meng Yi said:

"If there is an accident, call the police immediately, and the token in our hands will respond. In times of crisis, you can also use the token to escape from the secret realm of the Demonic Abyss."

Then he nodded to the four people and fled towards the center of the Demonic Abyss.

The remaining four formed teams of two and left according to Meng Yi's arrangement.

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After less than a few days of mobilization, Qingmu Sect had assembled a large team of cultivators.

Spirit boats of various colors floated in the air, carrying disciples of Qingmu Sect, as well as various magical instruments, talismans and other items.

Wei Zhong looked at the scene in the air and exclaimed:

"It is worthy of being a Jindan sect that has been deeply rooted in Mangyuan Prefecture for more than a hundred years. It only took such a short time to call on so many cultivators to rush to the Wanshou Mountains. I don't know what kind of promises the high-level leaders of this sect have made."

Tan Tai Lin beside him sneered:

"They are just some cannon fodder. This time, Xue Hai is behind the scenes. I wonder how many of these Qi Refining and Foundation Building cultivators can survive."

Wei Zhong turned around and looked at the other party. Tan Tai Lin was dressed in an ordinary green robe, with his hair tied up in a bun on his forehead, revealing a somewhat old face.

At this time, Tan Tai Lin did not know what means he used to hide his cultivation, and only revealed the middle stage of foundation building.

Even Wei Zhong's consciousness could not detect any clues.

'It seems that Tan Tai Lin is determined to hide and wait for the Blood Sea True Lord to make a move. '

Wei Zhong looked at himself and found that he was still in the early stage of Jindan.

After all, he was the Jindan reinforcements invited by Qingmu Sect, and he was also the bait to attract the Blood Sea True Lord, so there was no need to hide his cultivation.

There was also a transparent small bottle hanging around Wei Zhong's waist, which contained the strange blood line that Tan Tai Lin obtained from the wolf monster.

A jade-colored spirit boat fell from the sky, and the figure of Yu Xianglan, the master of the Dharma Hall, appeared in it.

"Please come in, both of you."

Wei Zhong and Tan Tai Lin flew up and landed on the deck of the boat.

This time, they went to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, and naturally they set off with Qingmu Sect.

Stepping into the boat, Wei Zhong discovered that there were two other Qingmu disciples on the boat, a male cultivator in white robes and a female cultivator in white shirts.

They were the two foundation-building disciples under the Dharma Hall, Lu Yibin and Lin Muxue.

Both of them were in the late stage of foundation-building, especially Lin Muxue, who was full of energy and spirit, and seemed not far from the Jindan realm.

If it weren't for the delay of the sect's affairs this time, it would probably take a few months to try to break through the Jindan realm.

The other Lu Yibin was really as the rumors said, he suffered a great disaster and damaged his own foundation. His cultivation was only maintained at the late stage of foundation-building, giving people a feeling of being empty.

It is probably difficult to reach the Jindan realm in this life.

When Wei Zhong and others entered, the two stood up and saluted:

"Hello, two seniors!"

The two were no strangers to Wei Zhong's black iron mask.

The news that he defeated Yi Liu had spread throughout the Qingmu Sect, and there were rumors that he was a highly skilled third-level alchemy master.

With such status, even a Jindan master of Qingmu Sect would have to show some respect, not to mention these foundation-building disciples.

As for the two green-robed old men, they still didn't know their identities, but since the other hall masters were also respectful, the two of them could just do the salute together.