Natural fairy species

"It doesn't matter, for a talented sword cultivator like fellow Taoist, Star Palace will always open the door to you."

Pojun Xingjun was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and shot out a starlight.

"This is the Star Palace Order. If you make up your mind to activate it, I will be able to sense it and come to you to complete the procedures for joining the Star Palace and distribute benefits."

After saying that, he turned into starlight and left in the sky.

Before leaving, he did not forget to slash with his sword, blasting the dead Gu Yu into pieces and mixed them with the sand.

The storage bag he was carrying was swept away together.

"It really doesn't even leave a chance...Pojun Xingjun, Xinggong, Taibai Sword Sect, Jianwan, what a coincidence."

Bai Zichen tossed the diamond-shaped token in his hand. It was neither gold nor wood nor jade, and felt a warm feeling when he touched it with his hands.

On the front is a majestic palace half-hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, looming like a fairy.

On the reverse side is a star map, with fourteen stars on each side, echoing each other.

A ball of pure Yang true fire formed a fire net, wrapping the Star Palace Order in it.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was still not reliable enough, so I took out the Ziwei Thunder Sword and stretched out my fingers to draw down a bolt of lightning.

The galloping thunder nets intertwined and added a layer of restrictions around the Star Palace Order.

"Unless the level of this object is higher than the Ziwei Thunder Sword, no matter what hidden methods you have, it will not be effective."

Bai Zichen found a separate storage bag and threw the Star Palace Order into it.

Who knows if Lord Pojun Xing has evil intentions? If the Star Palace Order carries the location, wouldn't he report his entire whereabouts to the other party?

There may even be hidden spells in it that may affect those who carry it with them.

This move triggered a trace of the original power of Ziwei Thunder Sword, forming a thunder net restriction.

As a fifth-level flying sword, the Ziwei Thunder Sword can help its power compete with the essence and blood of the holy beast even if it has degenerated into a sword embryo and is still sleeping.

Now that they have returned to the fourth level, more level suppression can be revealed.

If Lord Po Junxing wants to use this to plot against himself, it can only be wishful thinking.

Only he can use this method without hesitation.

Ordinary sword cultivators can obtain such a flying sword, which is so precious, but how can they be willing to lose their original power so easily.

He had the Supreme Purity Micro Sword Box in hand, and this original power could be restored within a few months, so he dared to be so bold.

"It would be best to verify Pojun Xingjun's words from other aspects. An organization that has lasted for ten thousand years, no matter how careful it is, there will definitely be clues exposed... I don't believe it. Those super-bulk executives are all losers and losers. The star palace beneath the child turns a blind eye."

Bai Zichen looked around, figured out the direction, and continued on his way to the end of the world.

"But it can also be explained why several super sects have encircled and suppressed them so many times. The Tribulation Cultivator organization has been reborn again and again, and it can't be eliminated no matter what... Even if Pojun Xingjun himself is not a member of the Five Phoenix Sword Sect, There must be members in the Star Palace. In addition, the Tribulation Cultivator Organization was just summoned by him casually, and he could give up at any time, and he wouldn't care at all."

"With someone tipping off the information, even if it is a super sect, unless several great true kings are dispatched or monks who are proficient in divination are invited, how can one Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator be left? And see through the means by which Jun Xingjun just left , obviously they have mastered Star Escape."

Despite the mere few rounds of the confrontation, Bai Zichen had the upper hand, but it was impossible to kill the opponent.

Even ordinary Yuanying monks have to abandon their physical body and take the last step of Yuanying to teleport away.

Pojun Xingjun, as a member of the Star Palace, has more strength than what appears on the surface.

In order not to expose his identity, it was naturally impossible for him to use the skills and treasures of his true identity behind the mask.

But when we are on the verge of life and death, we don't have so many scruples, and we definitely won't hold anything back.

What's more, Star Escape is known as the most mysterious escape method in the world of immortality. Once you master it, you can become invincible in the same level.

Compared with the mysterious escape methods such as Cloud Escape and Thunder Escape, it is even more difficult to restrain.

Unless Bai Zichen has already hidden the sword and uses the Qing Emperor Sword of Eternal Life without hesitation as soon as he comes up, it is possible to leave him here without giving the other party any chance to react.

"I don't know what categories the three volumes of top skills possessed by Xing Palace are... If there really is a fire technique, I would be really dozed off and someone would bring me a pillow, which would solve my biggest worry right now!"

Seven days later, Bai Zichen finally saw a touch of green in the endless yellow sand.

Stepping into the void, his figure left shadows in the air, and he arrived in front of the oasis in an instant.

From here on, although it was still a desert environment, drought-tolerant vegetation began to appear, and the color of the sand was different from before.

It was obvious that with just a light touch on his body, he was able to fly in the air, and there was no longer the restriction that everything could fall.

"This place is already the Southern Territory!"

No one needed to remind him, Bai Zichen had a sudden realization in his heart.

In the oasis, there is a medium-sized village with obvious traces of the formation, which is not very sophisticated.

At most, in the scope of the second-level formation, immortals and mortals live together, with a scale of about four to five thousand people.

"Little old man, I would like to pay my respects to you, senior. I don't know if there is anything I can do for you."

An old man, who was carrying a cane and had to be supported when walking, knelt down tremblingly. His teeth were leaking and his speech was unclear.

"Get up, I will only ask a few words, and I will not linger."

Bai Zichen's spiritual consciousness had already swept through the village and knew all the cultivators well, and he said calmly.

Ask about the direction of travel, the current situation of Nanchu, and whether any monks have been in and out of the sand sea recently.

Only then did I realize that although the monks in this village were located in Nanchu, they had not much communication with the Nanchu immortal world.

For hundreds of years, it has been isolated here, very closed.

The village was divided into several major surnames, and they intermarried with each other. Children with spiritual roots were selected to practice the techniques passed down from their ancestors.

To understand Nanchu, we have to rely on the caravans that happen to pass by to know what major events are happening in the outside world.

The last time a caravan passed by was half a year ago.

All he knew was that the hundred-eyed celestial centipede was becoming more and more ferocious, and several sects had suffered heavy blows, falling under the repeated bombardments of the divine light.

This time the advance route is close to the Blood Sea Sect, and it is rumored that the Nascent Soul Lord will take action to deal with the Hundred-Eyed Centipede.

In addition, the sand sea leads to the southern region, and there are more than ten oases like this, large and small.

In every oasis, just like here, a group of monks and ordinary people live together.

Basically, it was the migration of monks from two realms. When they got here, they couldn't move forward due to various reasons and stayed here.

After hundreds of years of reproduction, a village will develop.

The old man only knew about their oasis. Apart from the caravan half a year ago, only a few monks passed by after that.

They didn't stop and flew away. Apparently they often walked between the two realms and were very familiar with the path.

After learning the information he wanted, Bai Zichen transformed into sword light and suddenly flew out of the sky.

"Just leave. This man has an extraordinary temperament. I'm afraid he is a master of pill formation!"

Deep in the oasis, there is a thatched cottage hidden under the canopy of a giant tree, unobserved by outsiders. Two middle-aged men are sitting opposite each other drinking tea.

"Yes, back then Zuoqiu Oasis hosted a Master Jiedan who was not considerate, and was smashed with magic weapons. Hundreds of people died... In a place like ours, Dali doesn't recognize it, Nanchu doesn't care, and it's embarrassing to be caught in the middle Very."

"Fortunately, this time he was a kind-hearted monk. He didn't seem embarrassed by Old Qiu's appearance and left immediately."

The yellow-faced foundation-building monk on the left sighed, acting like this was helpless.

"Remember to send five spiritual stones to Old Man Qiu's family, and we'll consider them as payment for this hard work."

"I guess Old Man Qiu wishes that the real person would slap him to death. Senior brother promised his family that if there was an accident, he would compensate him with two hundred spiritual stones."

The monk on the right is thin and tall, also has the early stage of foundation building, and shows a wry smile.

In the oasis, the output is poor and communication with the outside world is difficult. For the monks here, spiritual stones are even more rare.

The monks at the bottom have their own bottom-level survival wisdom.

Old Qiu stepped half-foot into the coffin. When such an old man went to reply, the passing monks would not be embarrassed at all, and a lot of conflicts would be reduced invisibly.

Of course, if you encounter a demonic cultivator who is violent and willing to kill people for fun, you have to accept your fate.

Anyway, with only a few years to live, an old man like Old Man Qiu would be happy to use his own life to leave a considerable sum of spiritual stones to future generations.

…

The stars kept flying back and forth, rising into the sky the moment they left the sand sea.

Even on a sunny day, there are a few stars flashing in the sky, flying with the undetectable starlight.

Third level star escape may also find a more obvious method of restraint.

For example, it obscures the starlight, or dwarfs the starlight with more intense blazing light, preventing the Star Escape from exerting its due magical powers.

But in the hands of True Monarch Nascent Soul, the fourth level Star Escape is obviously no longer interfered by external forces.

No matter how it changes, whether it can be seen or not, the starlight will always exist.

"Who would have thought that I would encounter such a person when taking over Taibai Jianwan..."

In the starlight, Pojun Xingjun frowned, no longer as relaxed as before.

"Obviously I am still in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and even my true essence is not as deep as mine, yet I was actually defeated by just a few swords. Even if I didn't use my full strength, it's still an exaggeration."

"At least mid-stage Nascent Soul sword cultivators cannot do this. Their strength is almost close to that of the weaker Da Zhenjun. Only those figures can bring such a sense of oppression."

After flying hundreds of miles, the starlight fell into a deserted valley.

A moment later, a monk of medium height, with a round face and no beard came out of the deserted valley. His robes were gorgeous and noble, and he looked like the stars in the sky.

"I don't know where that person came from. There is no such true king among the major sword cultivating sects who can match him. I said he was Gu Xuanzhong of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and he actually acquiesced!"

The round-faced monk had the exact information and knew that Gu Xuanzhong was in seclusion in the secret realm of Taixu, and it was impossible for him to walk in the world of immortality.

This is the most important secret realm of Qinglian Sword Sect. It can only be opened once every hundred years, and there is only one quota each time.

As the god-transforming seed of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Gu Madman obtained this spot without any dispute.

But the opportunity is too rare to waste.

He deliberately mistakenly identified the other person as Gu Xuanzhong and invited him to join the Star Palace. On the one hand, this man was indeed a peerless swordsmanship genius.

Although I don't know the exact age, I don't think he is too old. He is a swordsman with the same potential as Gu Xuanzhong.

If Xing Palace wants to reopen the secret realm of Taibai Sword Sect, it needs more talented swordsmen to have a chance to achieve its goal.

On the other hand, he was also a little timid at that time, fearing that he would really lose if the fight continued and he would have to use his trump card to save his life.

Throwing out the bait of Xingong, the amount of information was huge and full of temptation, and it really made that person forget to continue the fight.