Natural fairy species

"Junior Brother Bai, we are not going back to the rented cave. We will take the ray beast directly to the nearest fairy city gate..."

Jin Lu spoke very fast, and his previously panicked mood had calmed down.

"Absolutely no one in the fairy city dares to take action. The Zengguang Du family has been prestige for thousands of years. Killing people, stealing goods, seeking revenge and fighting within a radius of a hundred miles will be regarded as a provocation to the Du family and damage the reputation of the fairy city."

"The Ghost Spirit Sect monks may not dare to take action against us. At least they are not so decisive. They will definitely hesitate for a long time."

"We set off immediately. As long as we are fast enough and enter the territory of the Righteous Alliance, the Ghost Spirit Sect monks will never dare to pursue us."

Jin Lu handed over the two jade boxes at the same time and stuffed them into Bai Zichen's hands: "Junior Brother Bai, I know that your flying sword speed is definitely better than mine... We will split into two groups. If the Ghost Spirit Sect really goes crazy, they will chase me. The probability is higher."

On the surface, Jin Lu is in the middle stage of foundation building, and he is doing well in this trip. If he wins something good at the auction, he will definitely put it in his storage bag.

Bai Zichen did not refuse and accepted the two golden-crowned Ganoderma lucidum plants.

After hearing this, it is indeed safer to leave immediately. Anyway, this place is only four to five thousand miles away from the territory of the Righteous Alliance.

He wielded his sword at full speed and could arrive in no time.

No matter what happens, there is a third-level Lunar Star Escape Talisman as a means of saving one's life.

The two of them walked out of the gate of the fairy city and determined their own routes. The golden and black black flags took them away first.

Bai Zichen glanced at the sun above his head, slapped his storage bag, and the Yinzhu sword turned into a bright sword light and shot straight up.

At this time, speed must be the first, and it is impossible to fly slowly and leisurely on the colorful white clouds.

Although according to Jin Lu, the Ghost Spirit Sect dared to risk offending the Du family, and the probability of pursuing him was very slim.

But while Bai Zichen was flying with his sword, he still held the Taiyin Star Escape Talisman in his hand.

No matter how precious the third-level escape magic talisman is, it is just a foreign object. If the old ghost mother-in-law really bullies the small and catches up with no regard for face, he will definitely tear open the talisman without hesitation.

"Although the several Dan-jie masters of the Ghost Spirit Sect were beaten to shame by Patriarch Ge Cang, their realm is here, and they can easily deal with the junior Foundation Builders... That ghost mother-in-law is the best at stimulating the filthy black water, which contains extremely poisonous substances. Most protective auras cannot last even a moment in front of the black water."

Bai Zichen was very concerned about the sect's archenemy, the Ghost Spirit Sect, especially the abilities of the several Jiedan masters.

"Faced with the same level, the dirty black water may not be of much use, but to bully a monk who is a higher level below, it is simply devastating, so it is very useful."

Granny Gui can be regarded as the weakest among the five immortals in the Ghost Spirit Sect, but her magic weapon and magical powers are good at group battles. To be precise, she is good at dealing with opponents who are weaker than herself.

The most glorious achievement was that during a civil war between demonic sects competing for resources decades ago, Gui Granny instantly killed the five foundation-building elders of the Poison Dragon Sect.

The defensive spiritual weapons, the poisonous dragon body refining secret technique, the demon disintegration technique... were all like paper in front of the dirty Heihe.

"No matter how weak Jiedan is, he is still a real Jiedan... an existence that can intimidate an area and inherit the order."

The ghost mother-in-law just showed up, and Bai Zichen and Jin Lu had no choice but to run away, not even daring to stay in Zengguang Fairy City for one more day.

This is the deterrent power of Master Jie Dan.

In the Qingfeng Sect, the number of real Dan-Jie people is still too small, and there is a lack of top masters who can take charge of one side.

Ancestor Yang is sitting at Feiyue Lake and his longevity is short. Ancestor Ge Cang is sitting at the mountain gate. In a few years, he will have to travel far away to explore the secret realm of lotus life.

The sect does not need to have five alchemy masters like the Ghost Spirit Sect. As long as there is one more, there will be more room for many things.

If a trip like this to the fairy city is led by Master Jiedan, there is no need to worry about an accident.

Bai Zichen had a strong desire for a higher realm in his heart, for himself and for the sect.

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"Huh?"

A tall, dark-faced monk with rough skin looked up at the sky with a look of surprise on his face.

"Senior Brother Meng, what's wrong?"

The shorter monk next to him was leaner, his face was covered with wind and frost, and his eyes were raised with evil aura.

The two monks were dressed differently and had different temperaments. They would look fierce when they had a slight argument and put their hands near the storage bags on their waists.

"I seem to hear the sound of Yinzhu..."

Meng Shigui followed the elders in the sect and came to the hinterland for the first time, where he had an eye-opening experience in Zengguang Fairy City.

He is exactly one hundred and thirty years old this year and has reached the perfect state of foundation building. After traveling inland and returning to the open sea, he will start trying to form pills.

"How is it possible? Before the Yulong Sect was destroyed, all the spiritual bamboos on the island were burned with Nine Yang True Fire. Not even a single seed was left."

Junior Brother Jingshou somewhat suspected that Senior Brother Meng had misheard, but the other party's cultivation level was much higher than his own and he did not dare to refute directly.

"For hundreds of years, the elders have searched the outer sea and even deep into the inland, but they have never seen the shadow of the Holy Sound Bamboo and the Thunder Sound Bamboo... I am afraid that these two types of spiritual bamboos have become completely extinct. It is a pity that the Fish Dragon Sect inherited them There are so many secret techniques for sword refining that cannot be used without the materials."

"No, that jade sound is exactly the same as the sound recorded in the record of the Zhongyin Bamboo Sword's full-power wielder..."

Meng Shigui took out a sword shaped like a leaf, put it in his hand and it was as light as a flying sword. It turned into a clear light and flew towards the direction where Yuyin disappeared.

"Junior Brother Sheng, after finishing the work here, go back and explain to the elders that I have found traces of what seems to be the Yinzhu Sword, and I will catch up and take a look."

"Hmph, it's so whimsical. I'm still thinking of finding Lei Yinzhu and forging the Thunder Bamboo Sword... I was so chatty along the way that the elders are not as sharp as you."

Junior Brother Sheng waited until the clear light flew away, then spat disdainfully and angrily directed the Qi Refining monks at the gate of Immortal City to load a large amount of goods onto the large flying boat in front of them.

"We have to blame the disciple of the Fish Dragon Sect who escaped more than five hundred years ago for taking away the drop of holy beast essence and blood. Otherwise, the holy beast essence and blood would still be enshrined in the sect. As long as we are influenced by it, the Yimuqing Divine Technique we practice will be It will undergo qualitative changes and become magical."

"How could it become such a common spiritual planting spell like today!"

Junior Brother Sheng let out a long sigh when Meng Shigui mentioned the Yinzhu Sword, which evoked the deepest obsession in the hearts of every generation of monks traveling in the Longmen.

"That's not right. If the holy beast's essence and blood had not been stolen, it would have been taken away by the Dragon Lord. After all, the Dragon Lord summoned all the great demons and contacted many forces to kill the Fish Dragon Sect. The main reason was for That drop of holy beast essence and blood."

Five hundred years ago, the Yulong Sect, which was dominating the outer sea, was killed by the Dragon Lord in the deep sea who gathered many great demons on a stormy night and destroyed the sect with thunderous means.

From then on, the Yulong Sect became history in the outer sea.

Several factions following Wei Ji established several sects after the war and divided up the territory left by the Yulong Sect and a large amount of inheritance and treasury.

Here, Youlongmen had the biggest advantage, seizing the Yulong Sect’s original fourth-level spiritual island.

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Bai Zichen flew hundreds of miles away, feeling suddenly panicked and feeling like he was being watched.

The sword light under his body flashed, the sound of thunder exploded, the wind and thunder energy gathered, and the speed could not be faster.

But this feeling still hasn't disappeared. It's always not far behind him, neither getting closer nor being pulled away.

"It is better than my normal flying speed, and is similar to the speed when I keep my sword energy and thunder sound... It is not a pill-forming monk, it should be a sword cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment or above or a monk with a special flying spiritual weapon, who can catch up so closely. "

Bai Zichen breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was not Master Jiedan, he would have the confidence to deal with it.

The worst outcome is to activate the Lunar Star Escape Talisman and run away.

He simply released the thunder sound state of his sword energy and slowly lowered his speed to save himself from consuming too much mana and being overtaken by the opponent, who was already three points weaker before the fight.

Soon, a clear sword light flashed across the sky, revealing a black-faced monk.

Bai Zichen looked suspicious. He had never seen this person before, and he didn't look like a monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect. He didn't know why he was chasing him all the way.

"Haha, it is indeed the Yinzhu Sword, my spiritual sense is correct!"

Meng Shigui observed the flying sword pattern under Bai Zichen and was overjoyed. His consciousness locked onto the young man in front of him.

"I didn't expect that there would be remnants of the Fish Dragon Sect in the hinterland of the hinterland, and they really wanted to travel... My opportunity to form an elixir turned out to be here!"

If this young monk has the Yinzhu Sword, he must have the Holy Yinzhu.

The prerequisite for the birth of the Holy Sound Bamboo is to use the sublimated Yimu Qing magic to shine on ordinary spiritual bamboos every day, so that one in ten thousand can be obtained.

The second-level flying sword was not taken seriously by Meng Shigui. What he cared about was the thunder bamboo sword that could be refined into the third-level thunder bamboo sword, which was advanced from the holy sound bamboo.

Back then, the Dan-forming monks of the Fish Dragon Sect had a third-level Thunder Bamboo Sword in their hands, which was powerful in the outer sea.

Meng Shigui thought that when he captured the remnants of the Fish Dragon Sect and forced him to find out the whereabouts of the essence and blood of the holy beast, he would definitely be able to pay tribute to the Dragon Lord in exchange for a promise of forming a pill.

It would be best to get another Thunder Sound Bamboo, so that his natal flying swords after forming the elixir will be available.

As one of the top three foundation-building monks in the sect who hopes to form pills, Meng Shigui can already be considered a high-ranking member of the Dragon Sect, and he knows much more about the secrets of the sect and the internal affairs of the original carving up of the Yulong Sect than ordinary disciples.

How does this person recognize the Yinzhu Sword?

Bai Zichen was first surprised that the black-faced monk recognized his flying sword, and then he was even more shocked when he heard the words "remnants of the Fish Dragon Sect".

Who would have expected that the people chasing him were not the Ghost Spirit Sect monks, but the enemies of the Yulong Sect attracted by the Yinzhu Sword.

His flying swords were all passed down from the sword-making secrets that the ancestors of the Bai family took with them when they left the Yulong Sect. He also discussed with the patriarch Bai Xianzhong that an inner disciple of his ancestors could possess so many good things. Things are weird.

But from this man's tone, it seems that the Fish Dragon Sect has been destroyed?

There are still many enemies left behind, hunting down the so-called remnants of the Yulong Sect everywhere?

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know what you are talking about. I have never heard of the Fish Dragon Sect or the Yin Bamboo Sword... I bought this flying sword in a market. Could it be that it was made by You? The enemy?"

Bai Zichen rambled casually, trying to see if he could come up with more words.

"You can talk nonsense!"

The flying sword in Meng Shigui's hand swayed, disappearing into the air, causing ripples, and the light of the sword struck in the darkness.

"Even if I really bought it, after I capture you, I can follow the clues and find the real owner behind it!"