Longevity: Never leave the mountain until you are invincible

Two hundred miles outside Tianhai Pass.

Fenglei Mountain.

It is covered by strong winds and thunder all year round, hence the name.

Many body-refining cultivators and powerful monsters come here to cultivate their bodies with the strong winds and thunder.

At this moment.

Around Fenglei Mountain, people gather here from all directions to see the ancient ruins left by the Hanging Temple.

The Jindan-level forces and Yuanying-level overlords from several domains around Yuanwu Domain have all sent people here.

There are also a group of casual cultivators, which is quite lively.

The party with the largest number of people is the barbarian priests from Kara Domain.

This ancient ruins was originally discovered by the priests of the Cangji tribe. If it weren't for the demonic forces secretly making trouble and spreading the news, the Cangji tribe could have completely monopolized the ancient ruins.

As more and more cultivators arrived, the Cangji tribe had to give up this plan.

But this does not mean that the barbarian priests will have a good face for the cultivators from Yuanwu Domain and other domains.

The two sides stood in a confrontation.

However, most of the monks and barbarian priests did not know that there were also three groups of people confronting each other in the sky thousands of feet above their heads.

One side had two people, both of whom were Taoist priests wearing white jade crowns. One wore a green robe, his eyes were as indifferent as the blue sky, and the other stepped on a white crane in the sky and held a whisk.

One side was a monk who was covered in a red robe and could not see his face.

One side was a skinny old man, most of his skin was painted with various strange tattoos.

"I didn't expect that an ancient relic in the Hanging Temple would alarm Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing and Fellow Daoist Jin Hong."

The skinny old man's voice was hoarse, like the sound of a dead leaf breaking.

"Senior Baishou, as the chief priest of the Cangji tribe, didn't you also come here?"

Jinhong Tianjun, who was holding a whisk, had a flash of fear in his eyes.

The name of this skinny old man cannot be traced. He is honored as the Great Priest of Beasts by the Cangji Tribe.

His cultivation is profound. He has been in the Yaori Sacrifice, that is, the Nascent Soul Stage for two hundred years. It is said that he has touched the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. His strength should not be underestimated.

"I am worried about the younger generation of the tribe, so I came to see you."

The Great Priest of Beasts smiled and explained, and then looked at the red-robed monk: "I don't know why this Taoist friend hides his head and shows his tail, and dares not show his true face to others?"

"I am an unknown person, so don't worry about me, Senior Beasts."

The black-robed monk said so, unwilling to reveal his identity.

"When did all Nascent Soul monks become unknown people?"

The Great Priest of Beasts chuckled.

In today's Tianhuang Continent, looking at all states, Nascent Soul monks are at least big bosses.

Even Zhongzhou, where the cultivation civilization is the most prosperous, is no exception.

In Ganzhou, the status of Nascent Soul monks is needless to say. Standing at the top of Ganzhou, overlooking all living beings.

The Great Priest of Beasts could sense the slight threat from the black-robed monk in front of him, which showed that this was a powerful monk who was not weaker than him.

"Senior Beasts, you don't know that this fellow Taoist should be from a certain demon sect in Xiaoyao Domain."

Before the red-robed monk spoke, Jinhong Tianjun intervened.

"Demon monk?"

The Great Priest of Beasts raised his eyebrows.

Most demonic techniques are fierce and cruel, and they like to sacrifice blood to living beings and practice with mortals and monks.

The speed of practice in the early stage is extremely fast, far exceeding that of ordinary monks.

A cultivator with five spiritual roots practices the top demonic techniques. If he is cruel enough, he can practice with thousands of living beings, and his practice speed will not be worse than that of earth spiritual roots and heaven spiritual roots.

Correspondingly, most demonic monks have unstable foundations, mixed magic power, and their souls are stained with the evil spirit of living beings. It is much more difficult for them to break through the Nascent Soul stage than other monks.

Every demonic monk who can break through the Nascent Soul stage must have something extraordinary.

"Zhang Mo from the Blood Spirit Sect, nice to meet you fellow Taoists."

The red-robed monk saw that his identity was exposed, so he stopped hiding and revealed his true appearance.

"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Zhang."

Hearing this, the three people of Jinhong Tianjun stared at each other.

This Zhang Mo is not an ordinary demonic Taoist, but a great demon who has become famous recently.

He once defeated several Yuanying early stage Taoists and fought against two Taoist Taoists with his own strength. His strength is above that of ordinary Yuanying early stage Taoists.

"So, the Blood Spirit Sect wants to help the demon cultivators trapped in this ancient ruins escape?"

The Xuanjing Tianjun, who had never spoken, said thoughtfully at this time.

"Hmm?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Mo's face changed.

He accidentally learned about the demon cultivators in this ancient ruins when he was reading the sect's secret book.

I thought this matter was a secret, but I didn't expect it to be revealed by Xuanjing Tianjun.

'Damn it! '

Zhang Mo cursed in his heart.

According to his original plan, he spread the news and attracted many cultivators.

When the ancient ruins were opened, he mixed in, released the demon cultivator, and then sacrificed a group of cultivators to set up the Twelve Blood Palaces Formation to refine the demon cultivator into a blood and flesh pill.

That's right.

The other Heavenly Monarchs of the Blood Spirit Sect did not know about this, and all the plans were made by him alone.

And his goal was to refine the demon cultivator under the ruins into a pill.

If he succeeded, he could use this blood and flesh pill to break through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Unfortunately, under the current situation, it is basically impossible for him to achieve his wish.

"Is there a demon cultivator in the town under the ancient ruins?"

As expected, the Great Priest of the Hundred Beasts frowned when he heard what the Heavenly Monarch Xuanjing said.

As the chief priest of the Cangji tribe, he was very clear-headed. He immediately guessed most of Zhang Mo's plans, including the reason why the news of the ancient ruins was leaked.

In other words, if Zhang Mo hadn't intervened, the Cangji tribe would have been able to monopolize this ancient ruins.

For a moment, the eyes looking at Zhang Mo became unfriendly.

Even his aura was faintly connected with Jinhong Tianjun and the other two, forming a siege, as if they were going to join forces to deal with Zhang Mo.

"Why do you have to do this, fellow Taoists? I'll leave."

Zhang Mo smiled bitterly.

After saying that, he moved his body and turned into a blood-colored escape light, disappearing into the sky.

It was impossible to do it, so he left decisively.

The three chief priests of the Hundred Beasts did not try to stop him.

As cultivators in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, there might be a gap in strength. It was easy to defeat the other party, but it would be extremely difficult to kill the other party.

If the three of them worked together, there was still a possibility of killing Zhang Mo, but it was obvious that the three of them could not work together.

"How to deal with this ancient ruins?"

After Zhang Mo left, the Great Priest of Beasts spoke again.

"Let's work together to reinforce the seal of the demon cultivator. As for the treasures in the ancient ruins, they will be handed over to the younger disciples to fight for, each based on their ability."

Jinhong Tianjun thought for a moment and replied.

"Yes."

The Great Priest of Beasts nodded.

With just a few words, the three Yuanying Tianjuns set the tone. It seemed that the demon cultivator had no chance of escape.

But.

The three Great Priests of Beasts did not notice that among the scattered cultivators around Fenglei Mountain, there was an old cultivator who looked like an immortal with a warm smile.

When Zhang Mo drove the escape light away, the old cultivator seemed to have noticed something and looked at the sky.

"This time, we failed. We can only wait for the opportunity."

The old cultivator sighed faintly.

Immediately, he disappeared silently without attracting the attention of others.

Including Taoist Zuiyue and other cultivators who are in the late Jindan stage or above.