Natural fairy species

Wow!

A small mountain floated in the center of Feiyue Lake, and the lake water surged, setting off layers of waves that rushed around.

The formation above the head shined brightly, and one blue light after another calmly suppressed the huge waves.

"end!"

There may be a leak in the formation's power, and a huge wave rushes onto the beach and rolls towards the White Jade Tower.

Bai Zichen shouted softly, holding Gungun in one hand, and extending his other hand into the shape of a dragon's claw.

A red dragon claw descended from the sky and scattered the huge wave, turning it into countless water splashes.

"The third-level dragon turtle is so amazingly powerful...it is no worse than the old bull in Qingniu Valley just after promotion. It seems that the dragon bloodline has awakened well."

The hill slowly turned, and two eyes as big as lanterns looked over.

Dragon Turtle slowly nodded his head, showing a hint of humanity.

Then it suddenly opened its mouth, and countless fish and shrimps entered its mouth along the rapids. Even a second-level water elephant couldn't resist the suction force.

It made a deafening roar, stumbled and was swallowed by the dragon turtle in one bite and bitten off twice.

The blood instantly stained the lake surface red, and the room-sized water elephant body was directly swallowed clean.

The dragon turtle, which had eaten countless tons of fish and shrimp in one breath, seemed to have replenished a lot of the energy consumed in the breakthrough, and slowly swam around the small island in the middle of the lake.

The monks in Feiyue Lake were frightened. After all, this dragon turtle had not signed a spiritual beast contract.

Although there is an agreement to protect the Qingfeng Sect for five hundred years, who knows if he will regret it and become violent after advancing.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened. After patrolling around and seemingly confirming its territory, the Dragon Turtle returned to a familiar location.

They sit side by side with the small island in the middle of the lake, like there are twin islands in Feiyue Lake.

"Becoming a third-level monster, the longevity of a dragon turtle is hard to estimate... After all, even ordinary turtles can live for a thousand years, let alone generate demon pills and awaken the dragon bloodline."

Bai Zichen guessed that if there were no natural or man-made disasters, it would not be a problem for the Dragon Turtle to live for three to four thousand years.

If you can become a fourth-level demon, you will be a real living fossil in the world of immortality.

The power of transforming into gods cannot be compared with others even if you live for a long time.

Five hundred years is a lifetime for Master Jie Dan.

But for the third-level dragon turtle, it is only one-eighth of the long demon life, and it is not necessarily very resistant.

"Greetings to Uncle Bai. Due to Dragon Turtle's promotion, the arrangement of Tianleiya's formation has been delayed... I have been contacting Shanmen in the past few days to familiarize myself with the formation and strive to set up the formation as soon as possible."

As the host of the 3,600-ring hookah formation, Zhou Suqing will be reflected on her formation if anyone enters or exits the formation.

Cai Cai came to Baiyu Tower as soon as Long Gui completed his promotion.

"It's over now. You can turn your focus to your own cultivation... That dragon turtle is quite intelligent. I'll talk to it before I leave. I believe it will be honest."

The environment of Tianlei Cliff is different from that of Feiyue Lake. The mountain protection formation is really not that anxious.

However, where Ancestor Jiedan is sitting, how can we not arrange a third-level formation.

Even if Bai Zichen didn't care, Gu Xisheng still urged him to stand up the formation.

In Bai Zichen's eyes, Zhou Suqing's magic power was perfect, her aura was in harmony with heaven and earth, and she was natural and casual.

It can be said that his own preparation for attacking the pill formation has reached an impeccable level.

There is no need to delay it any longer. It will only lose your energy and make your confidence lower and lower.

"Your success in elixir theory and your chances of forming an elixir are already better than anyone else's. If all the conditions are met, give it a try... If you are not making enough contributions, I can mention it to Gu Xisheng and allow you to purchase the elixir-forming spiritual objects in installments."

It is unsound for a sect to develop by relying on one or two powerful monks.

It's just sucking blood and cannot lead to benign progress.

If the Qingfeng Sect wants to truly grow and be able to provide assistance in its future cultivation path, it must have many Jiedan Masters who can support its appearance.

Zhou Suqing can be regarded as the only elder who has a chance to attack the core formation at the moment. If he fails, it will take a long time before the next candidate appears.

"Thank you, Uncle Bai. I plan to formally retreat next year and start transforming true energy."

Zhou Suqing's character is such that even in his alchemy theory, he is reluctant to give up and adapt to the situation.

If no one wakes her up, she may stay in the perfect state of foundation building for a long time, until she encounters an opportunity that makes her determined to take that step.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to hearing the news about your success in forming the elixir."

Bai Zichen ordered the handyman disciples in the Baiyu Tower to pack up his things and go to Tianlei Cliff to report. Then he took Gungun on the flying boat and made a small circle, deliberately staying on top of the dragon turtle for a moment.

According to the map given by Tong Huan, Song Lian's expedition location was more than 400 miles north of Feiyue Lake and arrived suddenly.

"The soul lantern extinguishes and reappears. It is basically dead... This is not dimmer than the Suli soul lantern back then, but it always maintains a trace of light."

Although he agreed to Tong Huan's request, Bai Zichen didn't think he could still find Song Lian alive.

It has been almost ten years since he disappeared. Even if he had not died earlier, a Qi Refining monk would not have been able to survive such a long time.

The reason why the soul lamp still reacts and lights up again after a while may be because the method of death is quite special.

The powerful consciousness spread out in all directions, and with the strength of his current consciousness, the hills covered with dense vegetation in front of him were within his control.

After sweeping around, a monster was quickly locked on.

Even if it is hidden deep in a cave and lying quietly among the rocks, there is no way it can escape the search of spiritual consciousness.

"It turns out that we are still an old acquaintance. He escaped from Feiyue Lake and never ran away..."

Bai Zichen took out his sword and swung it, and a hundred-foot sword mark plowed directly across the surface. The rocks rumbled, and a poisonous scorpion the size of a calf was nailed to the spot by the sword light that penetrated the ground.

The scorpion's tail swung wildly and sprayed out a cloud of yellow gas, covering itself.

It was the poisonous scorpion that lurked in the secret when Feiyue Lake was being opened up, and it took advantage of the poisonous scorpion to escape from the encirclement.

When Bai Zichen walked closer, the poisonous scorpion shrank suddenly, and a flash of cold light shot out from its tail.

Ding!

A big hand as white as jade with five-crystal luster stretched out and directly grabbed Han Guang in his hand.

It was enough to penetrate gold and stone, and the astonishingly powerful cold light made a sound of metal collision in the palm of my hand.

When he spread it out, he saw that it was a thin thorn several inches long, glowing with a faint green light.

The poisonous scorpion's trump card didn't even pierce the skin of his hand.

"That was the blow that killed Elder Zhang of our sect, right... Taking your life today can be regarded as revenge for Elder Zhang."

As soon as the sword light was withdrawn, the poisonous scorpion twisted twice, and just as it made an escape and jumping gesture, it collapsed and became silent.

The moment the sword light left the body, there was a slight vibration, which had shaken the poisonous scorpion's internal organs into powder, but no injuries could be seen from the outside, and the demon body remained intact.

This is the Zhenzi Jue that Bai Zichen mastered only after he mastered the Wuzhen Sword Jue.

Used to deal with enemies below the third level, it is easy to pick up at will.

A giant hand of true energy was formed to collect the poisonous scorpion corpse and the poisonous needle together. As a monster beast that is only a hair away from reaching the third level, all parts of its body are good materials for refining spiritual weapons.

Put it in the hands of a master weapon refiner, and it is estimated that it can produce two to three mid-grade spiritual weapons, or one high-grade spiritual weapon.

"When I have free time, I will use it to practice. If I can make a low-grade spiritual weapon, it will be considered a success... I will throw it in the storage bag and give it as a casual gift when I meet this junior."

Bai Zichen discovered and solved the powerful monster that Tong Huan mentioned in an instant, but after scanning twice with his spiritual consciousness, there was no trace of Song Lian in the sky or on the ground.

"Is this where he finally disappeared? Unfortunately, I didn't bring the soul lamp, so I can't confirm this."

Bai Zichen didn't want to go back and tell his apprentice that the monster had been killed and that the person he was looking for would not be found alive or dead.

The Supreme Pure Micro Sword Box emerged, the Moon Xuan Sword flew high into the sky, and endless moonlight shone on the earth.

It seems that at this moment, day and night are reversed, and there are really lunar stars climbing into the sky in advance.

Such a solemn act pushed the talent of piercing fire to the extreme, and its breadth and depth exceeded the scope of divine consciousness by more than one step.

There were several monster beasts hiding in the forest and underground. They were frightened by the moonlight, spread their hooves and fled in panic.

The moonlight penetrated all-pervasively, flowing like water, and the scope became wider and wider, and finally he discovered a clue.

"It's a low-grade storage bag made by the General Affairs Office..."

Bai Zichen uncovered a pile of rocks in a cave and dug out a storage bag that was obviously buried deliberately.

In an instant, the mark of consciousness left on the storage bag was opened. In addition to dozens of spiritual stones, there was only a jade bottle and a broken piece of bronze.

There is a dragon and snake gangsha in the jade bottle. The bronze statue is broken off from a large tripod. The two conspicuous talismans on it are exactly flower and bird talismans.

"The Dragon Snake Gangsha and this piece of bronze similar to a handle should be the harvest of Song Lian's exploration. But now that the things have been obtained, where have the others gone..."

Bai Zichen was puzzled. Judging from the current situation, it was obvious that Song Lian had deliberately hidden the storage bag.

It can be seen that this true disciple felt that there was a crisis, then hid the harvest, and then led the pursuer to another place?

"There are actually calamity cultivators deep in the Black Mountain. Could it be that the person who took action was a fellow disciple, or perhaps not a human cultivator..."

Feiyue Lake is already in the far north of Black Mountain. It is almost impossible for casual cultivators to come here. They are basically disciples of Qingfeng Sect.

If Song Lian was a robbery cultivator, then his own monks would be very suspicious. Some people would pretend to be a robbery cultivator after seeing Cai.

Of course, there is also the possibility of encountering monsters.

After all, judging from the fact that no one was rummaging through the rubble afterwards, the possibility of a monster was also high.

Deep in the cave, there are complicated forked roads, which seem to have been artificially processed.

However, with a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he could see the entire route and the internal situation.

Several scattered remains were turned into white bones, none of them humanoid.

The signs of death vary, but one characteristic is that a big hole is opened in the chest, as if something crawled out of the chest.

In addition, there were no storage bags or relics around the wreckage, which was clean and tidy.

Several lines of footprints appeared on the ground, which were already covered with a layer of floating soil, but they were obviously not from the same time as the hundreds of years old wreckage.

"It's not one person's footprints, at most ten years... When Song Lian came here, there was more than one person. It seems that the distribution was uneven and conflicts arose."

Bai Zichen let out a long sigh and formed a team to explore the secret ruins. This was what he was most worried about.

It's hard to calm people's hearts. Companions who were called brothers one moment can turn against each other for a magic weapon in the next moment.