Mortal Seeking Immortal

Chapter 720 Kongtong City is under martial law

As a result, the pill is not easy to refine, so it can only be taken by some direct disciples of the ancient immortal cultivation sect.

Later, because some of the natural materials and treasures used to refine this pill disappeared from the world, this pill was also lost in the immortal cultivation world.

Ye Zhou never thought that one day he would hear about the marrow cleansing pill from other people.

The cultivator surnamed Hai looked at Ye Zhou and asked, "Senior Ye, have you heard of the Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

Ye Zhou nodded and said, "I have heard a little bit about it. There are no less than a thousand disciples in the Xuanyin Marrow Cleansing Sect. I wonder who is qualified to take this Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

The cultivator surnamed Hai said, "I heard from my friend that as long as the cultivator joins the Xuanyin Marrow Cleansing Sect, the Xuanyin Patriarch will give a Marrow Cleansing Pill. After taking this Marrow Cleansing Pill, the cultivation level of each new disciple will increase rapidly in a short period of time."

Ye Zhou heard this and his eyes condensed and said, "Are you sure that all the cultivators who join the Xuanyin Marrow Cleansing Sect will increase their cultivation level rapidly after taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

The cultivator surnamed Hai nodded and said, "Yes, but the effect of this pill is When a cultivator's cultivation reaches a certain level, his cultivation will stagnate. If he wants to improve his cultivation, he must take another kind of elixir. This kind of elixir is more precious than the marrow cleansing elixir. Not everyone has the opportunity to take it. At least only cultivators in the foundation building great perfection realm are qualified to take it. "

Ye Zhou asked curiously: "What kind of elixir is it?"

The cultivator surnamed Hai shook his head and said: "I don't know. My friend was only in the early stage of foundation building at that time. I also heard from other people that he was not qualified to take this kind of elixir."

Through the conversation just now, Ye Zhou already understood that the marrow cleansing elixir mentioned by the cultivator surnamed Hai was not the marrow cleansing elixir recorded in the ancient elixir catalog, but another kind of elixir.

The cultivator surnamed Hai looked at Ye Zhou and said: "Senior Ye, if you have no other instructions, can you let me go to find my apprentice?"

Until this time, the cultivator surnamed Hai had not given up Yu Dong.

Ye Zhou nodded. He had learned some information about the Xuanyin marrow cleansing sect from the cultivator surnamed Hai. I am afraid that the cultivator surnamed Hai would not know more.

The monk surnamed Hai bowed to Ye Zhou and said goodbye, then opened the door and hurriedly left the room.

Yu Xia, who was waiting in the courtyard, was excited when she saw the monk surnamed Hai. She quickly came up to him and said, "Master, that's great. You are finally okay."

Yu Xia looked at Ye Zhou and said, "Thank you for your help, senior. I am very grateful."

Ye Zhou did not say much.

The monk surnamed Hai told Yu Xia, "You stay here. I will go out for a while. If I have not come back after an hour, you will leave Kongtong City and go to Senior Bai to wait for me."

Yu Xia heard this and showed a trace of worry in her eyes. She already knew what the monk surnamed Hai was going to do, and she also knew that even if she spoke to stop him, the monk surnamed Hai would not listen to her.

Yuxia said, "Master has just recovered from a serious illness. I want to stay by your side and take care of you. I hope you can help me."

The monk surnamed Hai sighed and said, "Well, just follow me. You can persuade your brother later."

Yuxia's eyes showed a hint of joy, but unexpectedly, the monk surnamed Hai suddenly made a move, and a beam of spiritual light shot towards Yuxia's acupuncture points. Yuxia's eyes showed a hint of shock, and then she fainted.

The monk surnamed Hai looked at Ye Zhou and smiled bitterly, "Senior Ye, please forgive me. If I don't use this method, I'm afraid Yuxia will have to go with me. This trip is dangerous, and I can't bear Yuxia to take risks with me."

After saying goodbye to the monk surnamed Hai, Ye Zhou prepared to go to the largest auction house in the city.

Half a month ago, he heard from a monk who was hunting monsters at sea that the largest auction house in Kongtong City, Yunshi Auction House, was preparing to auction some items that had been passed down from the ghost clan in the next few days.

In order to save Ye Zhou, Xiao Shan was seriously injured and was about to die. Fortunately, Song Yun Ge took action and used the Qing Yuan Pearl to keep his soul.

But the Qing Yuan Pearl can only keep Xiao Shan's ghost body for twenty years. After twenty years, if Xiao Shan's soul cannot be repaired by the ghost clan secret method, his soul will be scattered.

Ye Zhou decided to try his luck at the Yunshi Auction House, maybe he could bid for a ghost clan secret method.

Unexpectedly, when Ye Zhou was halfway on the road, he suddenly heard that Kongtong City was under martial law. All cultivators in the city were only allowed to enter but not leave, and the auction was postponed due to the martial law. This move caused dissatisfaction among some cultivators in the city.

Ye Zhou had to find an inn in the city to stay first.

The lobby of the inn was full of cultivators trapped in Kongtong City, and everyone was discussing the reason for the martial law.

Some people said that the lord of Kongtong City was assassinated by a demon cultivator and his life was at stake.

Some people said that a few remnants of the Xuanyin Xisui Sect had sneaked into Kongtong City, and the city lord was sending the city guards to search for traces of the remnants of the Xuanyin Xisui Sect in the city.

Ye Zhou found a seat in the inn and sat down. After listening for a while, he didn't hear the reason. He was about to get up and go back to his room. Unexpectedly, at this time, a monk covered in a black robe hurried past Ye Zhou, and Ye Zhou's eyes suddenly became solemn.

This person carried a faint ghost clan aura, which was very similar to the aura of the black-robed man who was chased by the city guards at the city gate. Ye Zhou was sure that the two were from the same clan.

Perhaps the martial law in Kongtong City was related to this person.

The black-robed man was very alert. The moment Ye Zhou's eyes fell on him, he was noticed, and a weak spiritual sense swept towards Ye Zhou.

Seeing Ye Zhou's gaze shifted elsewhere, the man withdrew his consciousness and sat at a table by the window, as if waiting for someone.

After only a quarter of an hour, another black-robed man hurriedly came from outside the inn. Before he reached the inn, he saw more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators who had been lying in ambush gathered around him from all directions and surrounded him.

More than a dozen magical instruments flashing with various colors of spiritual light shot towards him.

A breath of late Jindan released from the black-robed man.

The black-robed man waved his sleeves, and a round black Dharma wheel with a circle of sawtooth on the outer circumference flew out from his sleeves.

At the same time as the Dharma wheel appeared, a shrill ghost cry came from the black Dharma wheel.

The ghost cry resounded through the world. After hearing the ghost cry, some Foundation Establishment cultivators who were closer all showed sadness on their faces, and the spiritual light on the magic instruments they controlled flickered.

"Fellow Daoists, this ghost cultivator's magic weapon is a bit strange, everyone be careful!"

One of the cultivators who was a little further away hurriedly reminded loudly, and the surrounding cultivators opened their protective shields to block the crying sound.

At the same time, the black wheel turned into a black shadow and shot towards the dozen magic weapons with a swoosh sound.

Bang bang bang!

The black wheel was invincible wherever it passed. The dozen magic weapons were no match for the black magic weapons. They were hit by the black magic weapons and their spiritual light was dimmed and flew backwards.

The faces of the foundation-building cultivators turned pale, and they all took action to control their own magic weapons.

The black-robed man took advantage of the victory and urged the black wheel to shoot at the dozen cultivators who surrounded him, trying to break out.

The faces of the foundation-building cultivators changed, and they did not dare to resist the black-robed man's attack. They moved their bodies and were about to retreat.

At this time, a loud voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Fellow Daoists, form a formation!"

The monks seemed to be reminded and stopped retreating at the same time, and the spiritual power on their bodies surged out.

"Golden Sword, cut!"

More than ten magic weapons emitted various spiritual lights, and flew into the air with a swoosh, forming a golden giant sword.

When the golden giant sword appeared, the spiritual power in the dantian of more than ten foundation-building cultivators was consumed crazily, and everyone's face turned pale.

The golden giant sword flashed with golden light, and a residual image appeared in the air, but in an instant, the golden giant sword flew to the top of the black-robed man's head.

The golden giant sword raised its height high, and the blade fell towards the black-robed man.

The black-robed man pinched the magic formula with his hand, and the black wheel suspended in front of him shone brightly, and he went up.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the air. When the golden giant sword and the black wheel collided, a dazzling white light burst out from the spot, and the ghost cry from the black wheel became weaker.

When the white light in the air dissipated, the black wheel was suppressed by the golden giant sword. The spiritual light on the black wheel was dim, as if it had been severely damaged.

The black-robed man pinched the magic formula with his hands and injected several spiritual powers into the black wheel.

The spiritual power in the black-robed man's body surged out crazily, and the black wheel on the black wheel was entangled with the golden giant sword again.

The two sides were entangled in a difficult battle, and it was difficult to determine the winner in a short time.

The movement here attracted the attention of many monks around. The longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it might be for the black-robed man.

Ye Zhou glanced at the black-robed man sitting in the inn. He saw that his right hand on the table was clenched into a fist. A weak aura of the middle stage of the Jindan was released from this man, as if he couldn't help but want to help his companion out of trouble.

Ye Zhou's eyes could not help but glance at several hidden corners on the street outside. He sensed several weak spiritual power fluctuations from these corners. It seemed that there were cultivators lying in ambush in these corners, waiting for the black-robed man's companions to take action and then take them all down.

Just as the black-robed man in the inn was about to help, the black-robed man who was fighting with the dozen cultivators seemed to have sensed something and shouted loudly: "If you have the ability, come together. What's the point of hiding in the dark?!"

The next moment, the black-robed man in the inn restrained his breath and watched the battle.

As soon as the black-robed man on the street said this, several Jindan auras emanated from several hidden corners on the street, and several spiritual lights flew towards the black-robed man.

The black-robed man injected several spiritual powers into the black wheel, and the spiritual light on the black wheel flashed. The sound of the bang shook the golden giant sword away and flew towards one of the spiritual lights that attacked.

With a loud bang, the moment the black giant sword collided with the spiritual light, the spiritual light on the black giant sword dimmed, and it was knocked back by the spiritual light.

The spiritual light figure paused in mid-air, and the spiritual light on the surface dissipated, revealing its true appearance, which was actually a green jade ruler. The breath of a top-grade magic weapon of the Jindan stage emanated from the jade ruler.

The black-robed man spit out blood with a puff, and his spirit suddenly became much weaker, as if he had been severely injured.

Before the black-robed man activated the black wheel again, the remaining few spiritual lights had already arrived in front of the black-robed man. Seeing that the black-robed man was about to die on the spot, a voice came from a distance: "The city lord has ordered to leave him alive!"

The several spiritual lights moved slightly, changed direction, and pierced through the black-robed man's shoulders, lower abdomen and other parts.

One of the spiritual lights turned into a thin silver chain with sharp hooks at both ends, which tied up the seriously injured man in black robe. The hooks at both ends of the silver chain deeply embedded in the man in black robe, making him unable to move at all.

The moment the silver chain wrapped around the man in black robe, it seemed to suppress the spiritual power in the cultivator's body. The spiritual light on the man in black robe dissipated, and the spiritual light on the black wheel controlled by him dimmed, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Several Jindan realm cultivators who had been lying in ambush for a long time appeared from the corner at the same time and walked in front of the man in black robe.

One of the white-robed monks waved his sleeves to lift the black robe, revealing the true face of the black-robed person. It turned out to be a charming female cultivator. There were a few gloomy ghosts wrapped around the female cultivator, and it was obvious that she was a ghost cultivator.

The white-robed monk looked at the female cultivator and said, "Don't think I don't know that you have other accomplices, who may be nearby. Tell me your accomplices and I can save you some pain."

The female cultivator looked at the white-robed monk coldly and closed her eyes tightly. She didn't say much, and looked like she was letting herself be dealt with.

A cold color flashed in the eyes of the white-robed monk, and he said to the female cultivator, "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Take her away!"

Two foundation-building monks came forward and grabbed the silver chain on the female cultivator. The female cultivator frowned in pain and was taken away by the two monks.

One of the Jindan cultivators looked at the cultivators watching around and said, "Fellow Daoists, this ghost cultivator and his accomplices stole some very rare treasures from the City Lord's Mansion. The City Lord was furious and ordered us to find these ghost cultivators."

"If you find any suspicious people around you, please inform the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible. The City Lord has ordered that anyone who provides information can get dozens to hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones."

After the Jindan cultivator said this, the onlookers released their spiritual senses to look at the cultivators around them, as if they wanted to find the suspicious people among them so that they could go to the City Lord's Mansion to exchange for spirit stones as rewards.

At this time, Ye Zhou, who was holding a cup of tea, suddenly noticed a weak spiritual sense falling on him, as if it was exploring his every move.

Ye Zhou thought that some blind monk had set his sights on him, so he quietly sent out his spiritual sense to probe over. He found that the one who sent out his spiritual sense to probe his every move was none other than the black-robed man sitting at the table by the window.

It seemed that the black-robed man was still worried about Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou came to Kongtong City to participate in the auction and did not want to get involved in trouble.

Seeing that he could not get any information in the lobby of the inn, Ye Zhou got up and walked upstairs.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Ye Zhou set up a defensive formation in the room.

After setting up the formation, Ye Zhou sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate to restore his spiritual power, waiting for the auction to begin.

At night, a few strands of black mist drifted in from outside along the crack of the door.

The black mist seemed to be attracted by Ye Zhou's spiritual power and floated towards Ye Zhou silently. Ye Zhou was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and it seemed that he did not notice the few strands of black mist.

When these wisps of black mist were only a few feet away from Ye Zhou, Ye Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, took out the Liantian Bell and struck out.