Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

As the two were talking, Yuan Zhilin returned from the dense forest.

Seeing that his master and Zhang Yuanjing were still talking, he approached with a cheeky grin and asked, "Master, Senior Brother Zhang, have you discussed it? Are we going to take a stroll around Erlong Mountain?"

"You've taken a fancy to their weapon-crafting skills?" Fire Crow Daoist glared at him.

Yuan Zhilin rubbed his hands and chuckled, "You know me best, Master! Anyway, we'll be passing by Erlong Mountain, so why not pay them a visit and chat with the two Dragon Kings? I'm sure they'll welcome us!"

Fire Crow Daoist was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Yuanjing, this kid has a point. Why are we guessing what others are thinking? We can just go up Erlong Mountain and ask the two Dragon Kings."

Zhang Yuanjing also smiled and said, "Senior is right. If they really have Void Sky Stone, we can't let it go. If not, getting some Meteor Dust would also be very useful."

With the plan decided, the group set off again towards Erlong Mountain.

Qiu Heng was kept by Zhang Yuanjing's side as a guide, while the others were placed under a restriction and left in the dense forest, trapped by a simple formation.

Along the way, to please the two Core Formation cultivators, Qiu Heng did everything he could, answering all questions without hesitation. He spoke eloquently and in detail about what he knew, and even when he didn't know, he would try to relate to it in some way, giving a rough overview of the cultivation forces within a two to three million mile radius.

Although Zhang Yuanjing was a Xuan Tian Sect cultivator, this place was seven to eight million miles away from Tianque Mountain, and close to the edge where several spiritual veins intersected and gathered. The spiritual energy was thin, and there were never any blessed lands or good spiritual materials, so he had never been here before.

Even when he occasionally heard about it in the sect, it was only a glimpse, not the whole picture. Now, listening to Qiu Heng's explanation, he gained a lot of knowledge.

Fire Crow Daoist listened and couldn't help but ask through voice transmission, "Does Xuan Tian Sect have any affiliated forces in this area?"

Zhang Yuanjing's expression stiffened as he replied, "Yes, there are, but they are far from here. Well, it's probably still two to three million miles before we enter the sphere of influence of my Xuan Tian Sect."

Fire Crow Daoist raised a white eyebrow: "Your sect is quite restrained, keeping your sphere of influence to around five or six million miles. As far as I know, the average large sect in the Southern Region controls at least ten million miles. Back when Star Moon Sect was a large sect, it not only took the so-called Six Sect area into its pocket, but also extended four to five million miles to the south. And that was with the restraint of Thousand Swords Sect and Candle God Sect."

Zhang Yuanjing pondered for a moment before slowly explaining through voice transmission, "Xuan Tian Sect has had quite a few major enemies in the last two or three thousand years, so its sphere of influence is tighter. The Thousand Swords Sect to the east-southeast and the Candle God Sect to the southeast are both enemies rather than friends, and many Core Formation cultivators have been stationed in these two directions.

"Recently, a force called Heavenly Devil Abyss from the west has also involved a lot of the sect's Core Formation level strength. The small and medium forces in the south have always been disloyal, and the sect does not have enough strength, so they are left alone."

In fact, what he knew was only a smattering, much of which he had originally heard from Wu Yuankui. Now, decades had passed, and the situation might have changed.

Fire Crow Daoist realized that this matter involved Xuan Tian Sect's internal secrets, so he didn't ask any further questions.

According to Qiu Heng, the most powerful cultivation force in the area around Erlong Mountain and where he used to cultivate was the Ink Bamboo Manor, located one and a half million miles to the northwest.

There was a good small spiritual cave there, which, after being transformed by this sect, could guarantee the constant emergence of Core Formation cultivators, thus becoming the leader of the cultivation world in this area. However, now that Erlong Mountain had emerged, capturing rogue cultivators everywhere to serve as thugs, there was a tendency for two powers to contend.

Qiu Heng also said that the reason he came here to do robbery was because in half a year, the Water Dragon King, one of the two Dragon Kings, would be celebrating his three hundredth birthday, and these rogue cultivators who were used as pawns had to prepare a generous gift to offer on the mountain to celebrate.

Dragon One, the Water Dragon King's steward, had announced early on that anyone who did not attend the birthday celebration, or whose birthday gift was shabby, would be kicked out and left to fend for themselves.

Therefore, these rogue cultivators were looking for spiritual materials and treasures everywhere. Those who were not strong, like him, would pick a place to rob passersby, while those who were strong would directly attack the mountain gates of some weak cultivation forces.

Sure enough, as the man said, they had only traveled fifty thousand miles when they encountered three groups of bandit cultivators.

Zhang Yuanjing, Fire Crow Daoist, and Ape Thirteen did not take action, but first let Yuan Zhilin snatch the Soul Splitting Cannon directly when the other party was assembling it, and then Liu Jinglong, Mei Zhenyi, Zhang Yu, and Han Ji went to fight. As for Zhang Jun, because his strength was still low, he could only watch from the sidelines.

Along the way, the happiest people were Yuan Zhilin and Zhang Yu.

Yuan Zhilin was happy because he had obtained more Soul Splitting Cannons. The more he had, the more he could disassemble, so he was all smiles.

Zhang Yu had already stabilized her early Foundation Establishment realm, and she was carrying several mid- and high-grade fire-type spiritual weapons bestowed by her master, Fire Crow Daoist. With so many Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators coming to her door to practice, she was extremely excited and killed them to her heart's content.

On this day, at a river bend less than three hundred thousand miles away from Erlong Mountain, they encountered another group of bandit cultivators, numbering more than thirty, led by a late Foundation Establishment cultivator, with one mid-Foundation Establishment, and three early Foundation Establishment.

Such a lineup could be considered not weak. Fire Crow Daoist let Yuan Zhilin, Liu Jinglong, Mei Zhenyi, and Zhang Yu take action together, while Han Ji and Zhang Jun watched from the sidelines. He personally watched over them.

All of Yuan Zhilin's spiritual weapons were a set of Fiery Wheels, five in total, but with his current strength, he could only control four.

He faced the late Foundation Establishment cultivator, and went up with raging flames and a tidal wave of attacks, making the man sweat profusely and feel fear.

Liu Jinglong's Fire Cloud Umbrella could no longer be used, so he replaced it with a pair of Scarlet Flame Swords. Although the quality was only mid-grade, the power of attack was still above the Fire Cloud Umbrella.

He fought the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator alone, his double swords like dragons, his methods strict, suppressing his opponent and putting him at a disadvantage.

Mei Zhenyi's cultivation was slightly lower than Liu Jinglong's, but his foundation was even more solid than Liu Jinglong's. He controlled a set of three Fire Dragon Drills, which were as swift as the wind and as aggressive as fire. He fought two early Foundation Establishment cultivators alone, and still had plenty of energy to spare.

From time to time, he used his excellent escape techniques to clean up the more than twenty Qi Refining cultivators who were harassing the periphery, killing these low-level rogue cultivators, making them tremble with fear and scattering corpses everywhere.

After the experience along the way, Zhang Yu had gained a lot of experience in using Foundation Establishment magic power, and her use of spiritual weapons had become more and more skilled. Facing an early Foundation Establishment cultivator, she did not seek merit, but controlled a short and light fire-red flying sword specially refined for her by Fire Crow Daoist, and fought with her opponent on equal footing.

The late Foundation Establishment cultivator originally wanted to command his subordinates to assemble the Soul Splitting Cannon, but he was too busy to take care of himself.

And those Qi Refining cultivators were killed by Mei Zhenyi and were afraid. Those who could breathe all hid far away, no matter how the several Foundation Establishment cultivators scolded them, they did not dare to approach the battle, let alone gather together to manipulate those components, fearing that they would be targeted by Mei Zhenyi.

While the battle was in full swing, four more cultivators came from the west. Although there were not many people, their cultivation levels were all Foundation Establishment, and the strongest one was already at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.

They saw the battle in the sky above the river bend, but ignored it, and swept past it, heading straight for the place where Zhang Yuanjing and others were resting.

A bold and loud voice shouted from afar, "Fellow Daoists, don't panic, and don't resist! Hand over your storage bags, I, Lao Xiao, am just collecting some things to pay respects to the Second Dragon King, and will not hurt your lives!"

Zhang Yuanjing had already seen this person's face clearly. He originally only felt that he looked familiar, but when he heard him speak, he couldn't help but think of someone, and was immediately surprised and amused.

He immediately said to Fire Crow Daoist, "Senior, this person is an old acquaintance of mine, I'll go meet him!"