Mind Cultivation Record

A night of meditation, a night of silence.

The next day, Xiao Mian did not go out. Anyway, there was nothing he liked in Songyuefang City.

On the third day, Xiao Mian, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Taking them to their death so soon?

I really can’t wait...

With cold eyes, Xiao Mian stood up and walked out of the quiet room.

Just beside the main road in the north of Songyuefang City, Xiao Mian saw Yu Mingyuan in white clothes and a golden crown, and of course, there were dozens of foundation-building monks following him.

Obviously, Yu Mingyuan wants to take these outer monks who have just been recruited into Huajian Sect to the bank of Huangtian River to find Zhang Yanjun of Xuan Dao Sect to discuss it!

At the same time, that Zhang Yanjun must be doing the same thing...

Otherwise, what would be the use of Yu Mingyuan arriving at the Huangtian River alone?

Looking around, Xiao Mian saw Tan Daoji mixed in the crowd, following Yu Mingyuan out of Songyuefang City.

Now that he knew the destination of the other party, Xiao Mian was not in a hurry and walked out of Songyuefang City on his own, found a deserted place, and left through the air.

Let's talk about Yu Mingyuan, who is very talented and elegant.

Yu Mingyuan, as the young master of Huajian Sect, his cultivation has reached the high level of Jindan. He is seen wearing a white robe, a golden crown on his head, and a sixth-level spiritual beast Wind and Fire White Dragon Colt on his crotch. The flying sword he uses is It is the flying sword Hanyun Sword at the mid-level magic weapon level.

In Songyuefang City and the adjacent Songyue Mountains, Yu Mingyuan is also considered the number one figure.

It's just that at this time, Yu Mingyuan was feeling quite upset!

This is already the third time!

I don’t know if that damn fish demon will abide by the agreement!

But it turned out that, just as Xiao Mian had guessed, the Huajian Sect was the sect that was doing smuggling transactions with the fish demon. Unexpectedly, the fish demon made a request, asking the Huajian Sect to prepare some blood food for it. Only then will it consider proceeding with the next transaction.

Blood food!

From the perspective of the demon clan, this is no different than humans killing sheep and cattle, but from the perspective of humans, collecting blood food for the demon clan is undoubtedly crazy.

The Huajian Sect did not dare to blatantly do something that would be outraged by both humans and gods, so they created a suspicious formation and recruited foundation-building monks in Songyuefang City for the fish monster to devour.

Not only the Huajian Sect, but also the Xuan Dao Sect are exactly the same.

The fish demon even made it clear that the share of future transactions would be divided based on the proportion of blood food collected by Huajian Sect and Xuandao Sect.

In this case, there is no reason for Yu Mingyuan not to do his best.

As for those foundation-building monks who fell into the belly of the fish, what do they mean to Yu Mingyuan who has already formed an elixir?

The most indispensable thing in the cultivation world is this kind of foundation-building monks who have no foundation...

Even if they die, no one will stand up and uphold justice for them!

With deep and stern eyes, he scanned the Foundation Establishment Stage monks who followed him one by one, and Yu Mingyuan silently calculated the benefits he could get from the fish demon.

Of course he didn't know, let alone the benefits, that the fish monster had already fallen into the belly of the piranhas and became an innocent soul...

Because most of the people accompanying them were foundation-building monks, and therefore, the group was not moving very fast. Yu Mingyuan looked at the sky and felt quite unhappy.

At that moment, he was seen slowly rising into the sky from the Fenghuo White Dragon Colt.

All the foundation-building monks in the rear looked at Yu Mingyuan with awe, except Tan Daoji, whose heart felt cold and there was no strange look on his face.

Yu Mingyuan threw out a square chariot with a wave of his hand.

The square cart flipped over in the air, and out of it came out several square carts that were slightly smaller than three-thirds, and lined up in a row, like a long dragon.

At the same time, the spirit beast ring in Yu Mingyuan's hand shook slightly.

As the spiritual light passed by, eight white and spotless horses appeared in front of everyone - fourth-order spiritual beasts - white dragon horses!

Although this white dragon horse is a fourth-level spiritual beast and has the word "dragon" in its name, it actually has nothing to do with the dragon clan. Its combat power is extremely weak. It may not even be comparable to the fire beast, but it is a monk. An auxiliary spirit beast specially cultivated for transportation.

While everyone was stunned, Yu Mingyuan controlled the square carriages and harnessed them to the eight white dragon horses, forming a flying carriage.

Ordering everyone to get into the carriage, Yu Mingyuan gave an order, and eight white dragon horses stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew away into the sky.

Yu Mingyuan himself is still riding on the white dragon horse of Fenghuo.

As a result, everyone's speed immediately increased.

Everyone looked at Yu Mingyuan with more and more awe. Only Tan Daoji became more and more wary of Mingyuan...

It is not that there are no rumors about Yu Mingyuan in Songyuefang City. The second generation ancestor of Huajian Sect is famous for bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

How could a person like him be so kind to a group of foundation-building monks?

It seems that there is indeed a fraud in it!

Not to mention what Tan Daoji thought, the group's speed increased sharply under the carriage of the flying carriage, and finally arrived at the Huangtian River at sunset that day.

In the shadow of the afterglow, the Huangtian River flows endlessly, day and night.

As if it was agreed upon, just when Yu Mingyuan and others rushed to the south bank of the Huangtian River, a pair of men and horses also appeared from the north, charging towards them in a menacing manner.

You don’t need to think about it to know that it must be the Xuan Dao Sect’s group.

It seems that not only Yu Mingyuan can't hold it any longer, but also the Young Master of Xuandao Sect, Zhang Yanjun, can't wait.

After a back and forth, the two sides fought again.

Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun took the lead and fought with great joy.

The other disciples of Huajian Sect and Xuandao Sect, seeing their young master working so hard and getting their respective promises, naturally tried their best.

Only Tan Daoji was always three points behind and still had some room to spare.

However, after all, Tan Daoji has just established the foundation, and his cultivation level can only be regarded as the bottom among everyone. Of course, the people from Huajian Sect will not hurt him, but there are more than one people from Xuan Dao Sect who have been eyeing him for a long time. He, such a soft persimmon, is useless if you don't pinch him!

By accident, Tan Daoji was stabbed in the waist by a monk from Xuandaomen.

With a scream, Tan Daoji, under the pressure of the opponent's offensive, smashed into the Huangtian River, exploding into a medium-sized splash...

No one cares about the life or death of an early-level monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, just like no one cares whether he is completely dead or not!

Besides, in this kind of unstructured melee, it would be abnormal if a small early-level monk in the foundation building stage could survive to the end safely!

Because of this, no one cares about Tan Daoji's life or death.

Only Yu Mingyuan silently added something in his heart...

Killing each other is like killing each other. It lasts for a long time, but there is always a time when the song ends and everyone is separated.

When the moon was high in the sky, there were only a few people left on the huge Huangtian River.

Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun are naturally still alive. The remaining few are either at the peak of the foundation building stage, have rare treasures to protect themselves, or are unlucky...

But no matter what, the look between Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun decided the final fate of these fish that slipped through the net-death!

Almost coincidentally, Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun each used their vicious tricks to catch all the foundation-building monks gathered behind them.

In the end, they finally took off the mask of disguise!

It's actually troublesome to even borrow people under false pretenses...

Recalling his Hanyun Sword, Yu Mingyuan's eyes remained on Zhang Yanjun.

The two sides cooperate and compete at the same time, and the relationship is not ordinary.

"Brother Yu! This is already the third time! We can't just let that fat-headed fish bark and drink, right?" It was the Young Master of the Xuandao Sect, Zhang Yanjun, with a simple and honest face. A sly smile. Yu Mingyuan was stunned when he heard the words, and took over the words: "Brother Zhang, great advice! Everything can be done once or twice, not over and over again!"

"That's what I think too! If that fat-headed fish doesn't know what's good and what's good, let's join forces..."

"You can't do it! Not to mention that the fish demon has already reached the realm of the sixth-level peak monster, and has condensed its spiritual consciousness. You and I alone are definitely no match for it! Even with the help of sect masters, Zhang Brother, did you forget the fish demon’s legs?”

"Brother Yu, what you mean is: we just let it yell at you?"

"That's not the case! Let's go down to the river and argue with it. If it is willing to accept it, that's best; if it takes advantage of it..."

"Okay! Just listen to Brother Yu!"

At that moment, the young master of Huajian Sect and the young master of Xuandao Sect jumped into the Huangtian River together.

The river is surging and continuous.

The two entered the Huangtian River and went straight to the hiding place of the sixth-order fish demon.

Although the words of the two people before were stronger than the other, when they got here, both the young master of the Huajian Sect and the young master of the Xuandao Sect lowered their bodies - what the two of them were surprised about was: they had fallen into The corpses of the monks in Huangtian River have long since disappeared, and even the smell of blood in the river seems to have dissipated a lot.

This made Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun take a high look at the fish demon's strength.

"I'm Yu Mingyuan! Please see fellow Taoist Ranju!"

"I'm Zhang Yanjun! Please see fellow Taoist Ranju!"

Ranjiu was the name of the sixth-level fish monster that died in the belly of the piranha.

Amidst the two people's continuous pleas for permission, a sudden vibration came from the dark cave, and then the voice of the fish demon came out.

"Woo! Fellow Daoist Yu! Fellow Daoist Zhang! I have just eaten and am digesting. If you have anything to do, please tell me briefly. If nothing happens, please come back!"

"This... has disturbed fellow Taoist Ran Jiu's peace, please forgive me!" Although he was complaining in his heart, Yu Mingyuan still revealed his purpose: "fellow Taoist said that he wanted to take some blood food, and we also agreed. . But Taoist friends do this again and again..."

"What? You want to terminate the deal!? Ugh!"

With a roar, Yu Mingyuan and Zhang Yanjun were frightened.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black shadow emerged from the cave.

The moonlight swayed down and brought out some dim light through the water of Huangtian River. It was with the help of this dim light that the two of them saw the true appearance of the phantom.

It was clearly a giant monster fish dozens of feet long, covered in giant scales, and its head alone was as big as a three-story pavilion.

A pair of eyes stared at the two of them!