Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

After the battle, the battlefield was dead silent, with only the buzzing sound of the puppet army cleaning up the battlefield and quickly retreating, and the excited cheers of the surviving human monks on the Frost City Wall.

"Survived!"

"I didn't expect it! That puppet master actually has so many high-level puppets to kill those combined demon cultivators so quickly!"

"Yeah! It's amazing!"

"Lord City Lord, who exactly is this puppet master? How could our Frost City have such a powerful guardian!"

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Tears glistened in the eyes of the monks, representing their joy at having survived the calamity. They talked endlessly and supported each other. Some even knelt on the ground, expressing gratitude for the protection of God and for the puppet master who had saved their lives.

Witnessing the puppets retreating rapidly like the tide and mysteriously disappearing in a corner of the city, the surviving monks in Ice City were full of gratitude and respect for the mysterious puppet master.

The methods of this puppet master are extremely extraordinary. He can release and collect so many puppets and even block their spiritual perception. He can also precisely control so many puppets at the same time. The strength of this puppet master is unfathomable, just like an immortal.

After everyone expressed their gratitude and awe for the Puppet Master, they gradually turned their attention to the post-war cleanup and collecting the bodies of their companions. The cheers gradually died down, replaced by the busy and heavy figures of the monks.

This time, the Demon Abyss army attacked the city, and the monks who were guarding Frost City suffered heavy casualties. On the battlefield, broken swords and halberds were everywhere, as well as the ruins of buildings destroyed by magic, silently telling of the cruelty of this battle.

However, what everyone did not know was that the puppet master they admired and appreciated was, at this moment, in a remote courtyard in Frost City, like a child who had done something wrong, bowing his head and admitting his mistakes to Li Mu, telling him everything that happened on the battlefield.

Because Xue'er was worried about Mingyue's safety, she had to call Li Mu out of the treasure house where he was in seclusion refining weapons.

"Master, I... I really didn't expect things to turn out like this. Those combined demon cultivators came to support so quickly, so I released the Dragon Guard puppets and killed them all! It was too high-profile." Mingyue lowered his head and said regretfully.

Hearing this, Li Mu frowned and fell into deep thought. The large-scale deployment of the Dragon Guard puppets was indeed too conspicuous and would very likely expose his whereabouts. Before, the Dragon Guard puppets that were deployed in the seven secret realms were taken back this time and handed over to Mingyue, so it was easy for people to associate them with him.

"Mingyue, it's not your fault for this action. Even if you didn't take action, I would have handled it personally. However, the Dragon Guard Puppet is one of our trump cards. Next, we need to leave Frost City and find another hiding place!" Li Mu sighed and said resolutely.

Having made the decision, Li Mu acted quickly to tidy up the things in the yard. At the same time, after thinking for a moment, he solemnly set up a special magic circle in the courtyard.

The special magic array is called the "Eight Trigrams Backtracking Array". It was carefully created by Li Mu based on his unique understanding of the laws of space and time, combined with secret array knowledge.

"Brother Li, aren't we leaving? Why do you still need to set up the formation?" Xue'er looked at the busy Li Mu in surprise and asked puzzledly.

Li Mu looked up at Xue'er, smiled slightly, pointed at the center of the formation, a Bagua mirror on the table and introduced: "This formation can monitor the approximate aura of the first person who breaks through the formation and enters the courtyard after I leave, and predict their cultivation level based on the time they break the formation. Even a great master will find it difficult to detect their existence."

As Li Mu explained, he lightly touched the Bagua mirror with his fingertips and injected a wisp of his own chaotic magic power to activate the magic circle.

With the infusion of primordial chaos essence, the Bagua Mirror shone brightly, then slowly receded, and everything returned to calm, as if it had never been touched.

"Once someone triggers this formation, or forcibly breaks it, I have a formation card on my body. Once this formation is broken, it will be reflected on the formation card, and the situation of the pursuer will be inferred from it." Li Mu explained while taking out a delicate jade card from the Tianxuan Ring, drawing the power of the formation as the formation card. It formed a subtle connection with the entire formation.

"In this way, even if we are far away in another area, I can use this to know if there are any pursuers and prepare for the response in advance." After Li Mu finished speaking, a hint of vigilance appeared in his eyes. Obviously, he had already been mentally prepared for the possible tracking and crisis.

After setting up the magic circle, at Li Mu's signal, Xue'er and Mingyue were put into the Painting World Treasure House together.

Afterwards, Li Mu used the Five Elements Earth Escape Technique to quietly leave Frost City and appear in the suburbs a hundred miles outside the city. Then, he summoned a fifth-level demon bird representative from the Yuling Bracelet, entered the Painting World Treasure House himself, and let the fifth-level demon bird take the Painting World Treasure House, fly out of Frost City, and fly towards the South Wilderness.

The fifth-rank demon bird is named "White-Feathered Spirit Eagle". It is covered with frosty silver feathers that shine with a faint cold light in the sun. Its eyes are like two bright sapphires, revealing wisdom and agility. Its wingspan is wide, six feet long. When it flaps its wings once, it can stir up the wind and clouds, but it is silent when flying.

The White-Feathered Spirit Eagle is not only incredibly fast, but also good at hiding its body. Even high-level cultivators find it difficult to capture its tracks. Its feathers can change color as the environment changes, allowing it to almost blend in with its surroundings during flight, making it extremely difficult to be detected. It was precisely because of these characteristics that Li Mu tamed it and kept it in captivity in the Bao Mansion as a mount for long journeys.

Soon, the white-feathered spirit eagle, carrying the Painting World's treasure house, streaked across the sky like a silver lightning, quickly rushed up to the sky thousands of miles high, far away from the Frost City, and crossed the Ice North Region.

As the altitude increased, the air became thinner and colder, but the White-Feathered Spirit Eagle seemed unaware of it. Its wings vibrated slightly during the high-speed flight as it enjoyed the freedom of soaring into the sky.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye. In the Painting World Palace, Li Mu, Xue'er and Mingyue were sitting in a quiet room, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

Li Mu closed his eyes slightly, and his spiritual awareness was projected outside the treasure house. His spiritual awareness, which was no less powerful than that of the Mahayana Taoist, was like an invisible net, covering the surroundings for thousands of miles. No matter whether it was mountains, rivers, or abnormal changes in the outside world, they could not escape his perception.

At this moment, they were crossing a vast sea of ​​clouds. Below the sea of ​​clouds were endless mountains. The Southern Wilderness Spiritual Realm came quietly. The mountains undulated like a winding dragon. Occasionally, waterfalls cascaded down from the peaks, turning into white ribbons that sparkled dazzlingly under the sunlight. At the foot of the mountain was a lush forest, full of green and vitality.

After entering the heart of the Southern Wilderness Spirit Realm, the White-Feathered Spirit Eagle flew over some sects and cities of independent cultivators. Li Mu's spiritual sense keenly captured the dilapidated scene below.

The once glorious sects of cultivation are now only in ruins. The damaged main halls and leaky walls are swaying in the wind. The once prosperous cities have broken doors and windows of shops on both sides of the streets, and rubble is everywhere. Occasionally, you can see a "mountain of bones" with a large number of corpses, or the remains of cultivators or civilians lying in the ruins. Those caves and blessed places occupied by demons were originally holy places for cultivators to practice, but now they have become the nests of demons. Many strange scenes of high-level demons practicing have appeared, with blood and demons rising to the sky. The entire Southern Wilderness Spiritual Domain is shrouded in a layer of haze, losing its former tranquility and peace.
In just over twenty years, the vast ocean has changed into mulberry fields. After the Demon Abyss invaded the spiritual world, this vast land that once gave birth to countless monks now seems to have been swallowed by endless darkness, becoming dead silent and desolate.

"Brother Li, is there any problem?"

With the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox's emotional talent, Xue'er clearly sensed the special ups and downs of Li Mu's mood at the moment and asked with concern.

As Xue'er finished speaking, Li Mu slowly opened his eyes, his expression quickly changed from grief and anger to calm, and he said in a deep voice: "The situation is more serious than I expected. After the collapse of the Chaos Sealing Array, the passages to the three realms were opened at the same time. The Spirit Realm was invaded by the forces of the Demon Abyss. Many sects and cities in the Southern Wilderness Spirit Realm have been reduced to ruins. The lives of monks and civilians are like grass and are being ruthlessly slaughtered!"

Hearing this, Xue'er's heart was greatly shocked, and deep hatred flashed in her eyes. The Snow Fox Clan was exterminated by these evil cultivators from the Demon Abyss.

"Brother Li, we must do something. We can't just sit there and watch!" Xue'er looked at Li Mu with anticipation in her eyes.

After hearing this, Li Mu smiled bitterly and said quickly: "At the moment, our strength is still weak. It is tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg to directly confront the forces of the Demon Abyss. Let's first find a hidden and safe place, practice in seclusion, and continue to improve our strength."

"Brother Li, where are we going?" Although Xue'er was anxious, she also knew that it was unrealistic. She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and asked with concern.

"Let's go to Yin Yang Valley and have a look. The ninth-rank divine object - Sun Essence Gold seems to be in the Yin Yang Valley and is not far away!" Li Mu's eyes flashed with a strange look and he made the decision.

"Yin Yang Valley!" Xue'er was slightly happy. She was not unfamiliar with this place at all. She had spent a happy time there with Li Mu before.

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Just as Li Mu and his party were rushing to Yin Yang Valley, in the Demon God's Hall in Jiuyou outside the domain, the air was filled with demonic energy. The news of the demise of the seven demon lords in Frost City and the reports of suspected clues of Chaos practitioners were reported one by one and finally conveyed to the Immortal Demon God.

"Lord Demon God, a group of my men were annihilated in a city of scattered cultivators in the Northern Region - Ice City. It was done by a puppet equipped with a seventh-level Taoist sword and seventh-level Taoist armor. Combined with the information from the Chaos practitioners, it is suspected that he is hiding here!" A Mahayana demon cultivator tremblingly reported to the Immortal Demon God who was the main seat of the hall.

Hearing this, the Immortal Demon God suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. There seemed to be stars moving in his deep eyes, revealing endless anger and oppression.

"Has this guy, who has been hiding for so many years, finally revealed his tail?"

The voice of the Immortal Demon was deep and powerful, echoing in the hall like thunder.

"I have immediately ordered the siege of Frost City and arrested all the human cultivators. However, we still haven't found any trace of him. I am incompetent. I beg you, Lord Demon, to go there in person. With your supreme power, you will definitely be able to catch him!"

After the Mahayana demon cultivator finished speaking, his body trembled slightly, and he was obviously very afraid of the consequences of failing to complete the task given by the Demon Lord.

"You don't need to blame yourself. It's not easy for you to capture a Chaos Practitioner. I will go there in person. I want to see what kind of capabilities this guy who has been hiding for so many years has!" The Immortal Demon God showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.

“Lead the way!” The Immortal Demon God stood up, the demonic energy around him boiled, rolling like a substance. His figure was looming in the demonic energy, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

"Yes!" The Mahayana demon cultivator bowed and accepted the order, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he had escaped punishment. He quickly set off, leading the Immortal Demon God through the layers of demonic barriers in the Nine Netherworlds and heading towards the Ice City in the Northern Region.

Along the way, the Immortal Demon God's speed reached an extreme speed, crossing the boundaries of time and space. The monsters and monks along the way all felt this terrifying aura and avoided it, not daring to stop him in the slightest.

When the Immortal Demon God arrived at the Ice City, he found that the entire city had been surrounded by layers of demonic troops. The human monks were imprisoned in makeshift cages, and wailing and crying were heard everywhere.

The Immortal Demon God swept his mind around, but did not find any trace of the Chaos Practitioner among these humans. The Immortal Demon God frowned, his mind enveloped the entire Frost City, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

Soon, the Immortal Demon God noticed the remote courtyard, where there was a faint unusual aura, which was subtly connected to the chaotic power he had sensed before. The courtyard was shrouded in a hidden power formation.

The figure of the Immortal Demon God flashed and appeared in front of the gate of the courtyard. With his palm facing upwards, he waved lightly, and an invisible force rushed towards the magic circle in the courtyard.

“Hmph, you think you can stop me with your trivial tricks?” The Immortal Demon God sneered, and with a “bang”, the hidden courtyard protection magic circle shattered and the wooden door opened wide.

The scene in the courtyard was exposed to the eyes of the Immortal Demon God. However, there was no one inside, only some simple furniture and items scattered on the ground. The Immortal Demon God frowned, and his divine sense spread out, carefully searching every inch of space, trying to find any trace of the Chaos Practitioner.

Feeling the subtle power of chaos, it is obvious that this small courtyard is indeed the place where the chaos practitioner once stayed.

However, that guy was as cunning as a fox. After his whereabouts were exposed, he quietly left this place, leaving this empty shell as bait. The eyes of the Immortal Demon God became more sinister. He knew that since this Chaos Practitioner was able to avoid his initial search, he must have some extraordinary qualities.

“Hmph, do you think you can escape my pursuit like this?” The Immortal Demon God snorted coldly, with his hands behind his back. The demonic energy around him boiled again. He closed his eyes, and his majestic divine consciousness quickly spread out like an invisible giant net, covering the entire Ice City and even the surrounding spiritual realm, trying to capture any breath or fluctuation that might be related to the Chaos Practitioner.

The demon god's divine thoughts were surging wantonly. Wherever they passed, whether it was mountains and rivers, or living creatures and plants, they could all feel the tremor and fear from the depths of their souls. This divine thought was not only searching and sensing, but also carried an indescribable sense of oppression and destruction, as if it wanted to include everything it saw into its boundless demon thoughts.

Under the influence of this divine thought, all living beings inside and outside the Ice City were strangled by an invisible giant hand, and even breathing became difficult. The imprisoned human monks felt an unprecedented despair. (End of this chapter)