A dozen days later. The explorer spacecraft landed in the sea. After turning on the protective color, it looked like an isolated island in the sea. Fang Xing sat on the sofa in the cabin with a pile of jade slips in front of him. These were the information he had bought in various major sea markets as a Jindan Zhenren. "Is Yuanshen Sword Sect...really dead?" "Not only that, it is said that it perished together with the ancient demon, the place where the sect was located sank into the sea, and the formation prohibition underwent unknown changes, making it difficult to enter... Even the sea area near the ruins is full of various monsters produced by the pollution of the blood of the real demon, including some fourth-level fierce characters..." "At that time, the disciples of Yuanshen Sword Sect outside had also gathered a group and had the idea of rebuilding Yuanshen Sword Sect, but for some reason they encountered a disaster and fell one after another... The sects related to Yuanshen Sword Sect also suffered heavy losses." "Today, there are only two or three disciples of Yuanshen Sword Sect, and they may not dare to admit their identities..." Fang Xing touched his chin. This is the case of a man who is innocent but guilty of possessing a treasure.
Without the protection of the Huashen Sect, it is normal for those sect disciples to seek death if they are more domineering. Even if they are kind to others, the secret treasures, sect secrets, and even the inheritance of skills they carry are all coveted by countless cultivators. In the past, they did not dare to do anything because they were worried about the support of Yuanshen Sword Sect. But now... It's all fat meat! Even Fang Xing wants to take a bite. After all, re-joining Yuanshen Sword Sect is just his wishful thinking, and the disciples of the branch may not be valued much, and they have to pass on the sect's Huashen skills. Besides, what he wants is not the Huashen skills, but the inheritance above Huashen! "It seems that the destruction of Yuanshen Sword Sect is also good... It's convenient for me to compete for the inheritance?" Fang Xing pondered for a while: "My Tianjian Sect has nothing to do with Yuanshen Sword Sect since the old man Zizai..." The reaction of the other two holy places after the destruction of the Inner Sea Holy Land was also very subtle. Even if they did not add insult to injury, they just watched from the sidelines. This made Fang Xing guess that the relationship between Yuanshen Sword Sect and Piaomiao Immortal Palace and Wuji Palace was not very good. After all, sword cultivators... just stand out for their pride and arrogance. "It seems that the banner of Yuanshen Sword Sect's secret teachings cannot be used. I'd better be a casual cultivator first..." "That real demon, did he kill Yuanshen Sword Sect for revenge or for some treasure?" Fang Xing thought of another key question. Unfortunately, this level of intelligence is not something he can access now. At this time, he began to think about his next cultivation problem.
The accumulation of mana in the Nascent Soul stage is already very slow, and if there is no fourth-level spiritual vein, it will be even slower. He tapped a jade slip in his hand, recalling the information he had collected, his expression solemn. 'The vast sea of immortal cultivation is vast, with countless spiritual veins, and the immortal cultivation resources are indeed rich... There are hundreds of Yuanying forces alone...' 'Among them, most of them are gathered in the inner sea... a few are in the outer sea. ’ ‘Now, there are two fifth-level spiritual veins in the inner sea, which are holy places for cultivating immortals...’ Those two fifth-level spiritual veins were not originally in the inner sea, but were seized from the outer sea monsters by the predecessors of the holy land with supreme magical powers, and then forcibly moved here. A fifth-level spiritual vein can be called a holy land. It is extremely difficult to cultivate it from scratch or to upgrade a fourth-level upper-grade spiritual vein. It is easier to seize the original fifth-level spiritual veins and move them. ‘Of course... I probably can't enter those two holy places to practice, but I can consider... joining or grabbing a fourth-level spiritual vein? ’ ‘The key is... should I go to the inner sea first, or practice in the outer sea? ’ Fang Xing thought about it. The inner sea is rich in spiritual resources, while the outer sea has sea beast resources. More importantly, there is a fifth-level holy land sect in the inner sea, and there may be remnants of the Yuanshen Sword Sect, which is suitable for planning the inheritance above the transformation of the spirit. He immediately decided to go to the inner sea. ‘From the outer sea to the inner sea, you can either fly slowly for a few years... or take a teleportation array.’ Thinking of this, Fang Xing was a little tearful. Coming to a higher-level cultivation world, he finally gained some knowledge and knew that you don’t have to rush to travel long distances, you can also take a teleportation array. It’s a pity that there is no ancient teleportation array in the Great Wilderness Cultivation World, otherwise I wouldn’t have to rush so hard before. “If I take the teleportation array, the Explorer can only stay here... Or, set up a fixed cruise, let it go back and forth between the Great Wilderness Cultivation World and the Vast Sea Cultivation World, and resell some supplies, which is also a way to make money?” … A few days later. Nanli Island. There is a fourth-level spiritual vein on this island, which belongs to the ‘Southern Fire Gate’. The Southern Fire Gate is a Yuanying sect, with three Yuanying True Lords sitting in the sect, and it is powerful in all directions. It is because of this that it can control the teleportation array business and control a teleportation array leading to the inner sea. From this teleportation array, a ‘Nanli Sea Market’ was derived, which was much larger than the general treasure ship sea market. Fang Xing still maintained the mana of the Jindan level, swaggered into the Nanli Sea Market, and went straight to the teleportation array. Nanhuomen was very open in the teleportation array business, and they would send you away for money. “Fellow Daoist, do you want to go to the inner sea?”
The teleportation hall was cast in bronze, and the surrounding walls were covered with various colors of spiritual light, which obviously contained powerful restrictions. A late-stage pill-forming monk, wearing the scarlet robe of Nanhuo Sect, looked at Fang Xing with a faint smile: "This sect's teleportation array is connected to the 'Peng Demon Island' in the inner sea. Do you have any objections?" This is a kind reminder. If the teleportation monk has a grudge against Peng Mo Island, he will be detained if he goes there, which will greatly affect his reputation. "Of course not." Fang Xing's body was not afraid of slanting shadows. Anyway, he probably didn't have many enemies in this vast world of immortality. "Good, the teleportation fee is one high-grade spiritual stone at a time! Teleport ten people at a time, please wait a moment..." The monk in the late stage of pill formation collected the high-grade spiritual stones and said slowly. Fang Xing looked at the other side of the hall and found that there were about a dozen bright yellow futons, with four or five monks already sitting on them. Most of them were alchemy-forming monks, but one was in the late stage of foundation building. Many of them had their faces hidden. He walked over and sat cross-legged while looking at the teleportation array in the center of the hall. The teleportation array was shrouded in a spiritual light restriction, with a gray-white formation base at the bottom and silver ancient seal scripts on all sides. At the four corners of the teleportation array, there is also a gray-white stone pillar standing on each side, with various complex patterns on it. "The teleportation array... definitely involves the void... This kind of void shuttle technology has not yet been mastered by the Blue Star Federation." When Fang Xing saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The skills of immortal cultivators are not without their merits." After waiting for about half an hour, the ten teleportation places were finally collected. "Good, everyone, please stand still on the teleportation array... There will be some discomfort during the teleportation, but it will not be a serious problem for the foundation-building monks..." The late-stage pill-forming monk from Nanhuomen took out a token with a smile and waved it gently. Snap! Like a soap bubble bursting, the spiritual light restriction that originally enveloped the teleportation array dissipated instantly. ‘In about an hour, I received ten high-grade spiritual stones… This business is really good. ’ Fang Xing nodded and was about to stand on the teleportation array when he suddenly frowned and looked outside the hall. "Wait!" After a few breaths, a deep voice came. Then, several auras of pill-forming level flew in from outside the Bronze Palace. The leader was a big man with a beard, his eyes were like lightning, and he was calm and powerful: "A big case just happened in the Nanhuo Gate... The master of the gate has someone. Order, seal the market, no teleportation allowed!” As soon as these words came out, the late-stage pill-forming monk who was responsible for guarding the teleportation array immediately waved the token in his hand. The light that was spreading on the teleportation array suddenly dimmed. "Isn't this Brother Miao? The old Taoist Qingsong Guan Mingxu..." A Taoist priest dressed as Jie Dan took a step forward and said, "I wonder what happened to Nanhuo Gate?" "It's okay, it's just that a thief sneaked in and stole an important thing."
A treasured mirror appeared in the hand of the big man named Miao Jiedan, and a mirror light enveloped the main hall: "This is the most precious treasure of our sect - the True Illusion Mirror, which can best distinguish disguise, disguise, and cultivation... Although you can leave, you must be in Only after taking a photo under a real illusion mirror." "Huh, that's too much!" A man in black robe who was traveling with Fang Xing snorted coldly: "There was no such rule before Nanhuomen." He is also in the late stage of pill formation and speaks with confidence. "This rule...has changed now." Master Miao Jiedan snorted coldly and refused to give in. After all, this is Nanli Island, and there are three Nascent Soul Lords sitting in charge, who are they afraid of? "That's all..." The man in black robe sighed, took off his disguise, and revealed a Confucian scholar. "It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Master Miao Bi Sheng." The real person surnamed Miao suddenly realized: "I heard that my fellow Taoist had offended the 'Old Demon Longyang' because he wrote anecdotes. So it turns out that he is going to hide in the inland sea?" "Ahem... How can we call it hiding when it comes to scholars? I am traveling this time just to visit friends." Miaobisheng's expression changed and he responded awkwardly. "hehe……" The real person named Miao smiled and said nothing. Fang Xing recalled that he seemed to have seen an introduction about the 'Old Demon Longyang'. He was a true demon king who liked to practice the art of harvesting and replenishing. When I looked at this wonderful pen student again, I felt a little more sympathy in his eyes. "Even so, the process still has to go through." Miao Jiedan played a magic formula, and the light on the true illusion mirror flashed, covering the master of Miaobi: "It is indeed a fellow Taoist, and he is not disguised... huh?" At this moment, the late-stage foundation-building monk suddenly threw a black thunder bead. There was a wisp of flame burning in the dark thunder bead, and it exploded immediately! Terrifying thunder, lightning and flames instantly swept through the entire bronze hall. The mana of the late-stage foundation-building monk suddenly broke through the core formation, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the person turned into a streak of bloody light and was about to rush out of the hall and disappear without a trace. "Huh? Can you run away?" The late-stage pill-forming monk who was guarding the teleportation array snorted coldly. Countless restrictions were intertwined in the Bronze Palace, like a huge cage. That ray of blood hit the restriction, and immediately let out a muffled groan. Listening to the clear and mellow voice, it turned out to be a female cultivator!