The Strongest Qi Refiner

Lin Batian immediately turned to look at Bai Mei and asked, "Who is it?"

After so many years, who can come to this chaotic cemetery to worship Qingtianzun... must have a relationship with Qingtianzun!

Therefore, Lin Batian attaches great importance to this information.

"The Dark Binder has marked the cultivator, and he can be found at any time." Bai Mei said, raising his left palm.

"Buzz!"

A light curtain appeared in front of Lin Batian.

In the light curtain, it was the scene where a monk came to worship in front of the tomb of the Celestial Lord.

The cultivator looked withered and old, and knelt in front of Qingtian Zun with his body bowed.

From the perspective of etiquette, this is indeed a sincere worship, and... the gesture is quite respectful.

However, this cultivator looked too old, and whether it was the wrinkles on his face or the aura emanating from his body, it all revealed a feeling that he was about to die.

"When did this happen?" Lin Batian asked, frowning.

"It was four days ago." Bai Mei replied, "This old monk came here, and after worshiping the tomb of Qingtian Zun, he didn't stay here for too long and left immediately."

"However, we can lock his current location through the Dark Wraith."

Lin Batian's hand touched his chin, staring at the tombstone in front of him, his brows furrowed.

Judging from the worship scene alone, this old monk may even be the disciple who erected the tombstone for Qingtian Zun.

Therefore, it is very important to find this monk.

"Then let the darkbinder give me his position, we... go find him now." Lin Batian said without thinking for too long.

"Yes, my lord." Bai Mei responded.

...

Tianbei Prefecture, on a high mountain about a hundred miles away from the Tianbei Sect.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

A circular teleportation formation appeared on the ground on the top of the mountain.

Then, one after another figure appeared on the teleportation array.

There are seven figures in total.

These seven monks were all covered in light armor, wrapping their bodies up and down, with only their heads exposed.

On their foreheads, seven different sigils were engraved respectively.

As for their facial features, they are all exactly the same!

The seven monks were expressionless, with pure white skin and the same body shape.

But the breaths released by them are completely different, as if they have practiced seven different exercises!

At this moment, the eyes of the seven monks were all staring at the location of the Tianbei Sect.

Their faces were expressionless, and their dark red pupils contained only ruthless killing intent.

Their mission on this trip is to destroy the Tianbei Sect!

...

Tianbei Prefecture, Qingsong City.

Fang Yu and his party came here and continued to use the extreme cold to seal the City Lord's Mansion of Qingsong City.

Up to now, they have sealed more than 40 ethnic groups or forces one after another.

Whether they join Feitian or Chaos, they cannot be avoided.

"Isn't it almost here in Tianbei Prefecture?" Fang Yu asked.

"If you want to count all the ethnic groups... there are many, many more." Ningyan shook her head and said, "We have counted before, there are more than 500 large and small forces in Tianbei Prefecture, and there are more than 300 ethnic groups... "

"There are so many more?!" Fang Yu frowned, a little surprised.

If he wants to prevent the plans of the two major factions to the greatest extent, he has to seal as many of these controlled ethnic forces as possible... no matter how big or small.

Because, the purpose of the two camps is to let the entire Zhonghuang fall into an internal fight, so that Zhonghuang loses a lot of monks without a fight.

Although I don't know what the purpose of doing this is, there are not many ways to stop the other party from doing this.

The method Fang Yu is using now is the simplest and most rude method, and also the most effective method.

The problem is that although this method is effective, it is too inefficient.

There are thousands of ethnic groups in one Tianbei Prefecture that need to be sealed. Even if Fang Yu's physical strength is endless, it is difficult to complete the sealing of all ethnic groups in a short period of time.

During this period, the two camps in the rest of the states were still shopping, and hundreds of thousands of monks died every day.

By the time Fang Yu and his entourage left Tianbei Prefecture, the cultivators in other prefectures would probably have lost both and died.

In this way, the plans of the two camps have not been greatly disturbed in the major aspects.

"This method doesn't seem to work... Even if it is really completed, it will waste too much time. The main purpose of my trip to Zhonghuang is to find Ji Xingyuan and Qingtianzun. I can't waste too much time in the two camps." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky, "Otherwise, it would be delayed by the two camps in disguise."

He knew he had to come up with a better way.

On the other hand, the information about Ji Xingyuan has to continue to be searched.

"Fang Yu, what are your thoughts?" Ningyan asked when she saw Fang Yu was lost in thought.

"I don't think this is the way to go." Fang Yu replied.

Ningyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I agree, the penetration of the two camps is too large, and it takes too much time and energy to freeze the entire Tianbei Prefecture."

"So do you have a better suggestion?" Fang Yu asked.

Ningyan was silent for a moment, shook her head, and replied, "At present... I haven't thought of a better way."

"It's really a bit troublesome. The existence of these two camps behind the scenes doesn't appear, and we don't seem to have anything to do with them." Fang Yu squinted and said, "How can we make them take the initiative?"