Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Ten miles north of Jingyang Mountain, in a field, Zhang Yuanjing pushed away the soil and jumped out. His face was pale, showing that he had used up a lot of energy.

He didn't dare to fly recklessly, so he found a hidden loofah trellis and hid underneath it to meditate and recover his mana.

At this time, it was already night, the sky was dark, the nearby farmers had already returned home to rest, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the occasional sound of insects chirping, there was no other movement.

After about an hour, Zhang Yuanjing felt that he had recovered 30% of his mana, so he got up and sacrificed his flying sword, heading towards Flowing Cloud Immortal City. He chose the nearest South Gate and flew with all his might, arriving at the city gate in just over a quarter of an hour.

Two Qi Refining cultivators were on duty. Zhang Yuanjing showed the city guard's waist tag and successfully entered the city.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. This trip out of the city, he thought it was just a simple transaction, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous. Fortunately, the enemy didn't expect that a Foundation Establishment cultivator would be able to use the Earth Escape Technique that only Core Formation cultivators could practice, and he caught them off guard. Although he lost a Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Grass, he still managed to get a Bitter Ginseng Grass.

He returned to the city guard's guest room. The two Foundation Establishment cultivators in the mansion knew he was back, but they didn't ask about his outing. They only sent someone to ask if he needed a meal.

Zhang Yuanjing was a little excited, but his body was too tired, and he had no desire to eat, so he sent the person away and concentrated on meditating.

It wasn't until the beginning of Si time (9-11 am) the next morning that Zhang Yuanjing woke up from his dream. He let out a long breath of turbid air, stood up, and pushed open the window, feeling very happy.

At this time, he found a high-level Qi Refining steward standing in the courtyard. This person must have been waiting for him to get up. As soon as he saw movement in the room, he walked over.

"Uncle Zhang, Elder Min sent a message saying that Elder Yu has already arrived at the mansion. He wants you to go to him after you have rested."

"Oh, Elder Yu is here. I'll go over now."

Zhang Yuanjing was startled when he heard this, and secretly cried out in his heart. He was lying in bed, letting the Core Formation Elder wait. This was really rude. He couldn't help but feel a little angry, secretly scolding the deacon for being so ignorant, why didn't he wake him up earlier.

Yu Tianwan was a thin old man, looking like he was in his fifties. Except for his eyes, which had a restrained divine light that moved people's hearts, everything else was ordinary, no different from an old farmer in the countryside. This was very different from other Core Formation cultivators.

After a cultivator reached the Core Formation realm, it could be said that they possessed a trace of immortal aura. Reshaping their body and renewing their appearance were all easy tasks.

Some people say that this was because Yu Tianwan had deep feelings for his deceased wife. He entered the path of cultivation after his wife passed away, showing extraordinary talent, breaking through levels all the way, without any obstacles, directly reaching Core Formation, but he never changed his original appearance.

"Yuanjing greets Uncle Yu! Because I was immersed in meditation, I was unable to come and pay my respects in time. Please forgive me, Uncle!"

This was a luxuriously decorated central hall in the backyard of the city guard's mansion. Min Tianzhuo and Yu Tianwan sat in the upper seats as guests and hosts, and the two Foundation Establishment deputy city lords accompanied them in the lower seats. As soon as Zhang Yuanjing came in, he quickly stepped forward to salute and apologize to Yu Tianwan.

Yu Tianwan smiled and raised his hand to signal him to sit down on the side, jokingly saying, "Yuanjing, this is really your consistent style. I wouldn't be surprised if you meditated until the evening!"

Min Tianzhuo and the two Foundation Establishment cultivators laughed out loud when they heard this.

Zhang Yuanjing naturally knew that Yu Tianwan was joking with him, but the laughter of the other three was not necessarily so pure. He laughed dryly twice and quickly explained, "It was also due to circumstances. I encountered such a thing when I went to the West Market yesterday."

All the people in the hall were cultivators of the same sect, and they were all above the Foundation Establishment realm, so there was no need to worry about being overheard by others. Zhang Yuanjing organized his words and briefly described his encounter yesterday.

Yu Tianwan didn't care at first, but when he heard Zhang Yuanjing's description of the black smoke later, his expression became serious. After asking a few questions in detail, he suddenly said with certainty, "This must be a cultivator from the Heavenly Devil Abyss!"

Min Tianzhuo was also knowledgeable. He was stationed in Flowing Cloud Immortal City, and he was always on the front line of dealing with cultivators from the Heavenly Devil Abyss. He knew their tricks very well, and nodded, saying, "The formation that the three of them set up should be the Soul Devouring Formation."

Yu Tianwan thought for a while and asked, "Yuanjing, didn't you kill one person? What's in his storage bag? Can you identify his identity?"

Zhang Yuanjing scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I ran back yesterday, and I was too exhausted. As soon as I got to the room, I meditated all the time, and I haven't had time to look."

As he spoke, he quickly took out the storage bag, took two steps forward, and presented it to Yu Tianwan. Yu Tianwan took it, raised his hand to wipe away the mana mark on it, glanced at it, and took out a black iron plate from it. The front was written with the two words "Heavenly Devil", and the back was the number "thirty-two".

"Heavenly Devil Iron Plate, it is indeed a cultivator from the Heavenly Devil Abyss." Yu Tianwan raised the iron plate and said in a deep voice.

"These guys are really arrogant. They have infiltrated so deeply! We must clean them up these days!" Min Tianzhuo also looked a little unhappy, looking at the two Foundation Establishment cultivators below.

The two quickly stood up and responded in unison.

Min Tianzhuo turned his head to look at Yu Tianwan. Yu Tianwan was silent, thinking. He immediately said to the two, "You first summon all the stewards to understand the situation in all aspects. Be detailed, but keep your mouths shut and don't leak any information."

The two responded again and were about to go down. Yu Tianwan stood up and asked, "Junior Brother Min, has anything unusual happened in the city in the past few years?"

Min Tianzhuo looked at the two Foundation Establishment deacons. The two were not clear about Yu Tianwan's intentions and shook their heads, saying no.

Min Tianzhuo pursed his thick lips and said slowly, "There must be some dirty things, but it's always been like this, nothing special. Foundation Establishment cultivators come and go in the city, and they generally don't register their identities. No one has ever caused trouble. As for outside the city, black market transactions are common, but most of them still talk about the minimum rules. There are very few cases of setting up ambushes and robberies, let alone attacking our Profound Heaven Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Yu Tianwan said, "That is to say, this time is aimed at Yuanjing?"

Min Tianzhuo also thought of something, and nodded solemnly: "Most likely!"

Yu Tianwan suddenly laughed: "However, there is no need to think too seriously. Judging from the situation this time, it should be the three of them acting on a whim. Otherwise, Yuanjing would be difficult to return!"

Min Tianzhuo shook his head: "Senior Brother Yu, the spontaneous actions of three low-level cultivators, although not a big deal, also show from the side the Heavenly Devil Abyss's desire for the secret of the Shumi Mountain seal. At this time, it is difficult to guarantee that the Hou Tu Sect has not taken any action. Therefore, this trip to Shumi Mountain, Senior Brother, may also be in danger."

Yu Tianwan's expression remained unchanged: "Does Junior Brother Min also think so?"

Min Tianzhuo nodded: "Since the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Heavenly Devil Abyss thought of capturing Nephew Yuanjing, it is reasonable for the Core Formation cultivators to deal with Senior Brother."

Yu Tianwan was silent, and after a long time, he said: "I will discuss with the headmaster first, and then determine the itinerary."

Min Tianzhuo's face flashed with murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "I will let people beat those brokers and black market merchants, and kill a few who do not abide by the rules, which can be regarded as a cover."

Yu Tianwan smiled: "This move is very appropriate!"

The next morning, Zhang Yuanjing received Yu Tianwan's voice transmission: get ready and set off at noon.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't have anything to prepare. Yesterday, he killed two Heavenly Devil Abyss cultivators. One of them was doing black market transactions, so he got a large sum of spirit stones, totaling fifteen middle-grade and more than two thousand low-grade. The Foundation Establishment cultivator's storage bag also had twelve middle-grade and more than three thousand low-grade magic crystals. This thing is condensed from turbid air and is used by demonic cultivators. It is useless to Daoist Qi refiners, but it can also be exchanged for spirit stones privately. In addition, there are two magic weapons used by demonic cultivators, which can also be sold for a few middle-grade spirit stones.

So, he hurried to the West Market again and asked a few large pharmacies. Finally, he bought two bottles of twelve middle-grade Bitter Yuan Pills in one of them. In addition, he bought some low-level spirit talismans. Then he hurried back to the City Lord's Mansion and went to Shumi Mountain with Yu Tianwan.

From Flowing Cloud Immortal City to Shumi Mountain, at the speed of a mid-level Wind Control Car, it only takes seven or eight days. Yu Tianwan is good at speaking and has rich experience. Along the way, he talked about everything, ancient and modern, which also broadened Zhang Yuanjing's horizons and made him interested.

On the morning of the seventh day, Yu Tianwan looked at the sunset in the sky and suddenly said: "Yuanjing, it seems we are in trouble!"

"Oh, is it a Heavenly Devil Abyss cultivator?"

"Hey, of course it's them. Besides them, who dares to provoke our Profound Heaven Sect here."

Since Zhang Yuanjing killed two Heavenly Devil Abyss cultivators that day, he unconsciously underestimated them, so he was not afraid, but rather a little high-spirited and said: "Then let's destroy their prestige first!"

Yu Tianwan didn't answer, but raised his hand and pointed to the west: "Here they come, also a mid-level Wind Control Car, three Core Formation, five Foundation Establishment. Well, the five Foundation Establishment should be dealing with you, and the three Core Formation are dealing with me. Two are in the middle stage of Core Formation, and one is in the late stage of Core Formation. They really think highly of me! But, that's not enough, hum!"

Zhang Yuanjing was startled: "Ah! Three...three Core Formation!"

Following the direction of Yu Tianwan's finger, he gathered his Qi in his eyes and looked hard. Sure enough, he saw a palm-sized black shadow in front of him, approaching rapidly.

Both sides are mid-level Wind Control Cars. When the spirit stone level is the same and the quantity is sufficient, it is the cultivation of the person controlling it. Obviously, the other side has a large number of people and has a great advantage.

Yu Tianwan quickly made a decision: "Yuanjing, you and I act separately. I will meet the enemy in the air. You just sneak along the ground and go to Shumi Mountain by yourself. If you encounter obstacles, return to Flowing Cloud Immortal City. Don't force yourself."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Yuanjing, put away the Wind Control Car, and then spit out a gentle force from his hand, gently pushing Zhang Yuanjing to the ground.

Zhang Yuanjing stood firm on both feet, and when he looked up again, Yu Tianwan was controlling a silver flying sword and was already fighting with the three of them.

The three Heavenly Devil Abyss cultivators did not attack at the same time. Two people floated ten feet behind Yu Tianwan on the left and right, and the person in front was controlling a blood-colored bamboo to fight with Yu Tianwan's silver flying sword. This person was the late-stage Core Formation cultivator.

"Yuanjing, what are you looking at? Hurry up and leave. There are a few Foundation Establishment cultivators coming from the front, and the target must be you. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

This was Yu Tianwan's voice transmission. His divine sense had been paying attention to Zhang Yuanjing's movements. Seeing that he was standing there in a daze and did not act immediately, he urged him with a voice transmission.

Zhang Yuanjing felt warm in his heart and realized that staying here would distract Yu Tianwan, so he quickly drove his flying sword, looked at the terrain in front of him, and followed a continuous mountain range, close to the ground, all the way to the northwest.