reborn as a mountain

"Seven brocades?"

The first moment he heard the sound, Shen An was immediately pleasantly surprised. [This article comes from]

An Qijin suddenly disappeared without a trace when she was in crisis. Although she knew she was fine, Shen An was also very worried. Meeting An Qijin again at Shuangtian Inn made Shen An's heart a big worry. A big stone was put down. After all, An Qijin could be regarded as one of the closest people to Shen An in the endless land.

After the collapse of the Lingxu Sect, the feeling of mutual sympathy went even deeper into the bones.

With excitement in his heart, Shen An walked into the front hall of Shuangtian Inn. His eyes, which were better than precision telescopes, scanned all directions, but there was no trace of An Qijin at all.

There were only guests and monks coming and going.

"What's going on? It's strange. I clearly heard Qijin's voice just now." Shen An frowned. His spiritual consciousness spread in all directions without any discovery. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Could it be that I'm missing you?" Excessive, hallucinations? You shouldn’t! If this happened when I was still a mortal, that would be fine, but now I am a cultivator of immortals!”

Shen An was puzzled for a long time, and finally knew how to let go of his thoughts, returned to the guest room of Tianzi No. 1, and stood up like a mountain.

The huge formation wrapped up Shen An, not revealing any clues. While transforming the power of the spiritual herbs and working hard to temper himself, An Qijin's voice sounded in Shen An's mind like a dream. Such a premonition made Shen An Not daring to underestimate it, I decided to wait until tomorrow to turn into a human form to find out more about it, and put aside the matter of the inheritance treasure for now.

Because the matter concerned Tiantian, Shen An specifically asked for her opinion. Tiantian meant that she had been waiting for tens of millions of years, and a day or two to her was just a snap of her fingers.

Since Tiantian didn't care, Shen An could bear to be patient.

The next day.

Just after accumulating the mysterious mist, Shen An transformed into a human, walked out of the Tianzi No. 1 guest room, and went straight to the front hall of Shuangtian Inn. He found the person in charge of the front hall, a monk who was on the first floor of the Qi Refining Flow Foundation. Phantom Star Real Person.

Master Huanxing is a subordinate of Liu Yibai, and he knows everything about Shen An and the Ziyihou Mansion. He knows clearly what should be said and what should not be said. So when he heard Shen An asking about the guests staying in the hotel, At that time, without the slightest hesitation, he took out a jade slip and let Shen An explore it. The guests staying in the hotel were not a secret at all.

"Thank you."

Shen An thanked Master Huan Xing, and his majestic spiritual consciousness rushed straight into the jade slip, absorbing the information inside into his spiritual consciousness.

Suddenly, there was a lot of information in Shen An's mind. There was information about all the monks who had come to stay in the hotel in recent days, their names, Taoist numbers, cultivation levels, backgrounds, Taoist monks, etc. After browsing through it, Shen An did not find any information about An. Qijin's name, on the other hand, found something that attracted Shen An's special attention. It was related to the news about the Shanhe Sect that he had received at the Lingxu Mountain.

The sudden change in the Lingxu Mountain killed more than 20 foundation-building monks of the Shanhe Sect, among whom the majority were Qi Refiners and a few were Gods and Demons Refiners. The strongest one was Fu Chengfeng, a Jindan monk.

These foundation-building monks are the mainstay of the Shanhe Sect. Each of them is in charge of many secrets. Together with Fu Chengfeng, a strong Jindan expert, Shen An almost knows most of the secrets of the Shanhe Sect from their jade slips. Of course, those who are really Hidden secrets will not be recorded in jade slips and Qiankun bags. What Shen An knows is only superficial.

Even so, Shen An can be said to know Shanhe Sect well.

One of them is undercover.

The competition for resources in the endless land is very fierce, and hundreds of years of hostility between sects are common. There are also endless ways to deploy undercover spies. Some are trained and placed from childhood, some are coerced and lured by close relatives, and some are directly manipulated. This insidious method made Shen An frown. He secretly felt ashamed of Shanhe Sect's behavior.

The emperors and princes of the Qin State were all monks in the Nascent Soul stage. They had unlimited resources and their cultivation levels far exceeded those of other heroes. They were very old and their power was equally long-standing.

The overt and covert fighting between the Shanhe Sect and the Ziyi Hou Mansion has started a hundred years ago, so there are already countless undercover agents deployed.

Just now, Shen An's spiritual knowledge browsed the jade slips and found that several undercover agents of the Shanhe Sect were staying in the Ziyihou Mansion. Their rooms were all scattered. But Shen An was sure that they must have interacted with each other in private. I don't know. What exactly are they planning? Judging from the information in the jade slips, a group of eight of them actually returned to the inn yesterday.

The time was early and late, which aroused Shen An's vigilance.

"Okay, it's okay, thank you." Shen An returned the jade slip to Huanxing Zhenren, and walked back to the housing area with a normal expression. As soon as he turned the corner, Shen An's expression changed, and a whooshing sound broke out. Because of his speed, the God and Demon Body Refining cultivator headed towards the tower where the herringbone guest room was located. Because of his speed, Shen An was just an afterimage. In addition, he was very good at hiding, so there was no risk of being caught. Discover.

Shen An planned to go find out. Although there were no clear clues pointing to the undercover agents, Shen An guessed that the voice An Qijin heard yesterday should have something to do with them.

"Room No. 176."

Shen An turned left and right, and finally reached his destination.

The structure of the herringbone guest room is similar to that of the hotel in the previous life, but the construction materials and interior decoration are greatly different. Standing in front of the door, Shen An's spiritual consciousness penetrated out, and encountered obstacles when penetrating the door. And this obstacle was transmitted like ripples, making Shen An clearly understand that this cover to protect spiritual consciousness was connected to the entire formation.

"It's impossible to attack by force, and it's even more unreliable to let Qin Shuang lift the formation." Shen An was in a dilemma.

It is at this time.

Suddenly there were footsteps in the empty corridor, coming in the direction of Shen An. Shen An hurriedly rushed out and hid around a corner, observing with his spiritual sense. Because he clearly knew that those eight The undercover agents were all Qi Refining Dzogchen, and Shen An had no worries at all. Under spiritual observation, an undercover agent who had been lurking in the Ziyi Hou Mansion for more than thirty years entered the door that Shen An wanted to enter.

After a while, several more Qi Refining Dzogchen monks walked into it cautiously.

Shen An saw this and wondered in his heart, "The master Qingqiao in the guest room No. 176 is their boss. Are eight people gathered here to discuss something?"

Just when Shen An didn't know what to do next, the entire Ziyi County City suddenly jumped up. The soldiers of the Ziyi Marquis Mansion and the city guards of the County City were wearing helmets and armor in an extremely serious manner. He came out and looked around while trotting, as if he was searching for something. After a while, the four gates of Ziyi County City, the southeast, northwest and southeast were all blocked.

There is a depressing and depressing atmosphere permeating the air, as if a storm is about to come.

Shen An was naturally unaware of all this.

"Woo."

The door opened slightly, and a whimpering voice sounded. The voice sounded very much like An Qijin, but it didn't seem like it. Shen An couldn't control that much.

A group of Qi Refining Dzogchen monks belonging to the Shanhe Sect were plotting a conspiracy in Ziyi County. It was also a time when the relationship between the two major forces was so tense, let alone An Qijin. How could Shen An care so much and directly summon hundreds of ghosts? Flying swords, nine flying swords buzzed around Shen An, like crackling lightning.

The Nine Hundred Ghost Flying Swords have changed a lot compared to their initial state. This is because their divine power is Shen An's earth element power. After long-term worship, some changes are due.

The slightest change has given Baigui Feijian a new look, and it is estimated that ordinary foundation-building monks will not be able to recognize them.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The nine-hand Hundred Ghost Flying Sword was like a bullet that was discharged from the barrel, directly hitting the wall of the herringbone guest room door, and suddenly a rumbling and trembling sound was heard.

"boom!"

The formation defending the entire Shuangtian Inn shone with light, blocking Shen An's attack. But the roaring sound almost woke up all the monks. One by one, they couldn't help but open the door to take a look. Suddenly , the corridor where Shen An was located was full of monks. The eight Qi Refining Dzogchen monks in the center of the collision were naturally no exception and opened the door.

Just as the door was opened, nine hundred ghost flying swords took advantage of the opportunity and entered. Under Shen An's divine power at the peak of the Divine Demon Body Refining Level, the Qi Refining Dzogchen cultivator who opened the door had no power to fight back and was directly stabbed. Opposing each other, nine flying swords passed through the body, forming a hornet's nest.

die!

Death without any suspense!

The other seven Qi Refining Dzogchen cultivators inside were immediately frightened to death. Facing the nine cold-handed Hundred Ghosts Flying Sword, cold sweat gathered on their foreheads.

"What's going on!"

"what happened!"

"That man is so strong! The flying sword he unleashed is definitely as powerful as the third level of Foundation Establishment!"

There was a burst of exclamations, but Shen An turned a blind eye and controlled the flying sword, preparing to chase the turtle in the urn inside the door.

A herringbone-sized guest room is not like a sky-sized guest room. No matter how big the space is, it is not much bigger. It is okay for living, but if it is a battle, it seems too small. Under the pursuit of nine flying swords, it is simply There is no place to escape.

During the chase, a monk rushed out of the room and wanted to attack Shen An, but was stopped by a flying sword. The attack landed on the wall, making a rumble but was of no use at all.

die!

die!

die!

Three more monks were stabbed into the chest by the Hundred Ghosts Flying Sword!

Under the attack of the monks in the realm of divine power and the sniper attack of the third-level flying sword, the Dzogchen monks who practiced Qi Flow could not fight back.

In the blink of an eye, only the last four people were left.

The fewer people there are, the smaller the counterattack force is, and the sharper and smoother Shen An's performance is.

In less than a moment, four flying swords hung on the necks of the four monks, slowly drawing a trail of blood under their trembling bodies and fearful eyes.

The dust has settled!

The scene was full of smoke and dust, and the atmosphere was weird!

You can hear the needle drop!

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