Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

While Yang Qian and others were waiting for the Baby Training Pill to be released, a group of monks from the Ye family gathered at a stone pavilion on the mountainside of the giant mountain.

Most of them were sitting cross-legged near the stone pavilion, holding a spiritual stone in each hand, and seemed to be recovering their magic power.

As the eldest elder of the Ye family, the white-robed Confucian scholar floated above the stone pavilion, looking at a long stone staircase built against the mountain in the distance!

These stone steps are all made of pure white stone, which looks like a ladder to heaven from afar.

But when you look closer, you can see that the white stone steps are really astonishingly wide, reaching 50 to 60 feet.

No matter whether you look up or bow down, the stone steps are far away in the milky white mist, and you can't see anything at all.

The white-robed Confucian scholar was suspended in the air with an expressionless face and remained motionless.

Not long after, suddenly there was a flash of light in the sky, and a startling rainbow appeared, flying straight towards the stone pavilion from top to bottom.

The white-robed Confucian scholar's expression suddenly changed and he looked at the escaping light.

In the blink of an eye, the light yellow Jinghong arrived in front of the white-robed scholar.

The light faded, revealing a strange, big-headed man, who was the "seventh uncle" of the Ye family.

"Third boy, I have already investigated. After walking up the steps for dozens of miles, there is an archway, which seems to be the famous Gate of Wanxiu. However, the archway is sealed by a ban. Unless this ban is broken, it cannot be restored. Up." The big-headed monster said solemnly.

"The Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivations! That's right. It is said that at one time, there were as many as ten thousand ancient monks living in Kunwu Mountain. Only after passing through this gate is the place where the monks in Kunwu Mountain are located." White-robed Confucian Scholar He took a long breath and looked relaxed.

"But I think sealing this door restriction seems unusual. It's better to do it earlier! We don't have much time to waste." The big-headed weirdo looked at the monk who was still adjusting his breath under the pavilion, but said with a frown. .

"Of course I know about this. But the other people's magic power is greatly damaged now, so they must adjust their breathing first. Even if Uncle Qi and I are fine, this place is not a safe place, and we must protect the elders. We cannot be separated. "The scholar in white robe said helplessly.

"That's true! I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to pass through the cracks in the seal. Fortunately, the people who came this time were all monks above Nascent Soul, otherwise someone would have died." The big-headed weirdo could only sigh.

The white-robed Confucian scholar smiled when he heard this and was about to say something else when his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly looked in a certain direction.

"What's wrong?" The big-headed weirdo was stunned and couldn't help asking.

"There seems to be some sound coming from over there." The white-robed Confucian scholar said solemnly.

"Sound?" The big-headed monster was a little surprised. He turned around with all his magic power and heard a faint beast roar in his ears. It sounded like a lion and a tiger, but also like a dragon's roar, and the sound became louder and louder.

"What is this? It seems like something is really coming!" The big-headed monster's eyes flashed coldly, and he flipped his hand over, revealing a shiny silver object in his hand.

The white-robed Confucian scholar also looked into the distance without blinking!
After a while, a purple cloud appeared in the distance and shot towards here. The roar of the beast came from the fog.

In the blink of an eye, the purple mist flew nearby, only a hundred feet away from the stone pavilion.

The white-robed scholar and the big-headed weirdo could already see a dark thing hidden in the fog. A pair of fists and big red monster eyes were staring at the two of them, full of bloodthirsty rage. Obviously not a kind person.

Wei Ran's face darkened and he raised one hand.

A flash of silver light shot out of his hand, and then disappeared in a flash.

But at this moment, a giant claw like a chicken claw stretched out from the purple mist like lightning. After a "bang" sound, a silver light flashed on the claw.

The beast in the purple mist roared loudly, and its giant claws grabbed the silver light tightly and revealed its original shape. It turned out to be a small silver shuttle, several inches in size, sparkling.

However, several drops of green blood also flowed from the giant claw. The monster in the purple mist suddenly let out a roar of pain, and then its eyes flashed fiercely.

The entire purple mist suddenly became thinner and thinner, and in the blink of an eye the mist turned invisible out of thin air. Only two vicious demonic eyes were left, and after blinking a few times, they disappeared.

When the big-headed weirdo and the white-robed scholar saw this, their expressions changed.

This is actually a monster that is proficient in stealth and escape techniques! Now that they are in this mountain, their consciousness is greatly suppressed. Dealing with such a monster is the most headache.

After the two looked at each other, they cast the spell almost at the same time.

The big-headed monster opened his mouth and spit out a yellow flying sword, which circled and turned into a giant sword about ten feet tall. Then the sword's spiritual light exploded, and after dancing in the air for a while, countless dazzling sword energy spurted out from the upper sword, instantly covering everything within a radius of dozens of feet.

The white-robed Confucian scholar snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and a small green flag appeared in his hand. Then he threw it at his feet, and a burst of green energy suddenly surged out from the flag, instantly turning into a large fog, protecting the cultivators of the Shiye family below.

With two soft sounds of "Puff" and "Puff", a sudden light flashed more than thirty feet away from the stone pavilion. Two sword energy streaked across the sky, and the purple mist appeared again.

But this time, the fog monster seemed thoroughly enraged.

Accompanied by two deafening roars, the mist suddenly dispersed, revealing a four-winged demon bird with the head of a lion and the body of an eagle.

This demonic bird has four wings spread out and is as wide as five or six feet. It is surrounded by purple light and looks ferocious and terrifying.

"Lions and beasts!"

As soon as he saw the demon bird's appearance clearly, the big-headed monster screamed out loud and instantly recognized the origin of this demon.

The face of the white-robed Confucian scholar also changed. He flicked his sleeves and robes, and shot out a black-red flying knife, slashing hard at the demonic bird.

It's strange to say that the originally menacing demonic bird suddenly became frightened when it saw the flying knife. It opened its mouth sharply and sprayed out circles of purple halo, just to meet the flying knife.

There was a rumbling explosion, black light and purple light intertwined, and the flying knife broke through more than ten haloes like a bamboo.

But with each slash, the black light of the flying knife weakened a little. Finally, when it was several feet away from the demon bird, it became dim and was blocked by several purple rings.

The demon bird was overjoyed when he saw this, and was about to use his magical power again to trap the sword to death.

The white-robed Confucian scholar in the distance also opened his mouth and spurted out a ball of essence and blood. Then he made a seal with both hands and pumped the essence and blood several times quickly.

Immediately, the essence and blood quickly turned into bloody runes and disappeared out of thin air.

The flying knife once again burst out with bright blood, instantly shattering all nearby purple rings. It turned into a stream of light and instantly came to the demon bird's eyes, and slashed it down hard. The demon bird was startled and flew out backwards with its four wings. In a hurry, it could only raise a huge claw to block the knife.

As a result, green blood spattered, and even though the flying knife was blocked by it, the sharp claw was also swept away by the light of the knife, and a small part of it was cut off.

At this moment, the demonic bird suddenly raised its huge head and let out an earth-shattering roar. This roar was like thunder on a clear sky. It shocked the ears of the white-robed scholar and the big-headed weirdo and caused them to sway uncontrollably.

But an even more incredible scene happened immediately!
As the roar sounded, a translucent golden ripple erupted from the demon bird's lion-headed mouth, facing the flying knife head-on.

Immediately, as soon as the black flying knife came into contact with the ripples, it rolled and flew backwards as if struck by a huge force.

As for the "Seventh Uncle", the situation was even worse when he directed several yellow sword lights to assist the flying knives in attacking.

Almost as soon as it was affected, it disintegrated inch by inch and became invisible in the blink of an eye.

After Jin Bo left his mouth, Yaoqin's expression also looked a lot more exhausted.

After it glared viciously at the white-robed scholar, it suddenly flapped its four wings, and suddenly the sound of thunder sounded from its wings. Then, after its body blurred, it suddenly disappeared in an arc of electricity.

The next moment, he appeared more than thirty feet away, and he was also proficient in the thunder escape technique!

However, now, the demon bird does not dare to stay at all, and turns into a purple light and shoots out into the distance.

In an instant, it disappeared from the horizon without looking back.

Seeing this scene, the big-headed monster let out a sigh of relief.

However, when he turned his eyes and saw the pale face of the white-robed Confucian scholar, he couldn't help being surprised and hurriedly asked:
"Third boy, are you okay? Controlling the Black Blood Sword consumes a lot of mana. How can you use blood essence to forcibly increase its power?" The big-headed monster said with concern.

"It's okay, it just lost some vitality. The lion beast was also a famous ferocious bird in ancient times. Its magical power is three points stronger than that of our late Nascent Soul monks. If we don't get rid of it in time, I'm afraid it will be even more embarrassing if we continue to entangle it. Wonderful. Now that it has suffered a lot, it will probably not bother us again in the short term." The white-robed scholar took a breath and shook his head.

"That's true! The bodies of these ancient ferocious birds are usually stronger than fine iron. If we don't use the black blood knife of my Ye family, it would be really not easy for ordinary magic weapons to hurt lions and beasts." The big-headed weirdo heard this. He said, with a look of relief on his face.

The white-robed scholar smiled slightly and glanced at the green mist below. He saw that the monks of the Ye family who had been panicked by the appearance of lions and beasts had now regained their composure.

He nodded immediately, and after saying a few more words to the big-headed weirdo, he also flew down to the stone pavilion, closed his eyes and sat up to meditate.

Just now, he had used up a lot of mana to activate the inherited treasure, the Black Blood Sword. Naturally, the white-robed Confucian scholar had taken the opportunity to recover first.

Just when the Ye family, Yang Qian and others were in the huge mountain, under a high mountain near Wandu Valley, in an inconspicuous valley, there were five white figures standing side by side at the mouth of the valley, and opposite them There were two monks in black shirts, reporting something respectfully.

"A surprising celestial phenomenon has occurred?" A strange voice came from somewhere. The voice was magnetic, but there was no emotion at all.

It was the Great Elder of Yinluo Sect who was the old devil.

"Yes, Great Elder!" A black-shirted monk responded respectfully, "The incident happened at an unnamed lake near Puyun Mansion. According to reports, seven dazzling light pillars suddenly appeared there, shooting straight into the sky."

"Oh? The nameless lakeside is interesting!" Qian Laomo's voice revealed some interest, "When did this happen? Have you discovered anything?"

"It happened four days ago! As soon as our disciples got the news, they immediately reported it using the transmission talisman. It is said that a huge seal was found under the next few light pillars. Because the seal was too big, it has not been removed yet. I know the specific settings of this seal, but it is said that many sects in southern Xinjiang have been alarmed, and some high-level monks in the Nascent Soul stage are rushing over." Another monk immediately explained respectfully.

"Seven pillars of light! It sounds like the leakage of spiritual power caused by breaking the ban, but such an amazing celestial phenomenon is worth a trip. However, you said a few days ago that the rich old man of Jiuyou Sect is here It has appeared near Ten Thousand Poison Valley, but there is no news so far. Is there something wrong with you? You can't even find this person, let alone the guy named Yang." For a moment, the words suddenly turned cold.

"Great Elder, please forgive me! We have received news that a monk did see Mr. Fu coming this way, and then disappeared near the Ten Thousand Poison Valley." Hearing this, the two black-clothed monks showed panic on their faces. Sex, one of them immediately apologized.

"There are indeed traces of monks' activities in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, but except for the Yin-Yang Cave, I have never been there. I have searched the rest of the valley and no one is in the valley. You don't want to tell me that the rich man went down there In the Yin-Yang Cave. If that's the case, I've been here for a while, so I should have some news! Unless the rich man really wants to live in the Yin-Yang Cave for the rest of his life."

"This." Upon hearing this, the two monks in black robes murmured a few words and looked at each other speechlessly. They didn't know how to reply for a while, and cold sweat broke out on their faces.

"Forget it! It's not easy for you to find this place in this little time. I'll give you some more time. Send someone to monitor this valley, and I'll go to Puyun Mansion first. You also inform Wu and Xiao Elders, please go and join me there! It’s easier to do things if there are a lot of people.”

"Yes, Mr. Daxing!" The two black-shirted monks felt relieved and bowed in unison.

Gan Laomo didn't say anything more, but five white figures suddenly faded and then flew into the sky at the same time. They joined together in the blink of an eye and flew away through the air.

At the same time, over a certain wasteland near the border of Puyun Mansion, a group of monks were flying towards the small lake.

There are more than twenty monks, each wearing a blue robe and a red scarf on their head. The four people flying at the front are at the Nascent Soul stage, especially a middle-aged monk with a face full of green lines, whose cultivation level is even higher. It has reached the peak of the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the breath all over the body is extremely cold, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Senior Brother Hua, are you really going to mobilize like this this time? You actually brought out most of the disciples of our Poison Saint Sect. If anything goes wrong, our sect's vitality will be severely damaged." One of the old men in the early stage of Nascent Soul said, He said worriedly to the middle-aged monk with green lines on his face while he was fleeing.

"If ordinary exotic treasures were born, I would naturally not take such a risk. But this time, it is very likely to be the rumored Kunwu Mountain! For the secret treasure in this mountain, this risk is naturally worth taking." The middle-aged monk said said in astonishment.

"Kunwu Mountain? Is this the spiritual mountain that our sect has been looking for since we established our sect?" Another gray-haired old man also said in surprise.

"That's right! I said this once after several junior brothers advanced to the Nascent Soul stage! Kunwu Mountain was one of the few spiritual mountains in the human world in ancient times! Although I don't know why, it was regarded by the ancients as The monk sealed it with great magical power, but there is no doubt that there are many secret treasures in the mountain.

The founder of our Poison Saint Sect is actually a descendant of an ancient cultivator who sealed the mountain. However, he doesn’t know much about the specific location of the mountain’s seal. He only knows that the mountain is sealed somewhere in southern Xinjiang. That's why we founded our sect in southern Xinjiang and have been searching for the whereabouts of this mountain. Unfortunately, there was no news about the ancestor back then. This matter was regarded as a secret that only the elders of the past generations knew, and was passed down from generation to generation. "The middle-aged monk said coldly after a flash of blue lines on his face.

The thick-browed old man who started asking the question had his brows furrowed and he still looked doubtful. He hesitated for a moment and then asked: "But, Brother Hua! How do you conclude that this celestial phenomenon is the appearance of Kunwu Mountain?" A sign? Maybe, it could be the birth of other secret treasures?”

"Hehe! In addition to telling Kunwu Mountain that it was somewhere in southern Xinjiang, the Patriarch also had a spiritual bead in his hand that was refined by his ancestors. This bead was specially refined for Kunwu Mountain and can sense the presence of the mountain. The famous Flying Immortal Stone can be sensed by the spirit bead as soon as the mountain appears. And just a few days ago, the bead enshrined in the Patriarch Hall suddenly made a clear sound, and I knew Kunwu. The mountain has been born. Even if no disciple comes to report the celestial phenomenon, I will immediately send people to search all over southern Xinjiang." The middle-aged monk explained with a proud smile.

"So that's it!" When the other three Nascent Soul cultivators heard this, they suddenly realized it, with excited expressions on their faces.

"It's a pity that Senior Brother Yuan is not in the sect. Otherwise, if the five elders of the Poison Saint Sect join forces, this trip will be more secure." The gray-haired old man sighed.

"Junior Brother Yuan went out some time ago and came back mysteriously. I don't know where he is now and can't be contacted. However, I have already ordered my disciples to ask him to contact him as soon as they see Junior Brother Yuan. Let's meet up. What we have to do now is to enter the mountain before other sects know about it, and take away most of the secret treasures as soon as possible. I don't know what happened to this mountain this time. If the seal fails on its own, it must be caused by other monks. If it is the latter, I will have to be more careful during this trip." The middle-aged monk said, his expression serious.

The monks of the Poison Saint Sect didn't know that the Junior Brother Yuan they were talking about had already been killed by the Silver-winged Yaksha, and his soul had been destroyed.

Therefore, after a brief conversation, the middle-aged monk and others immediately accelerated the escape and rushed to the destination at a faster speed, hoping to take advantage of it.

For them, arriving one day earlier would give them a better chance of winning. If they waited for the great monks from the Zhengmo Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty to arrive, the Poison Saint Sect without the later monks in the sect would be at a disadvantage. (End of chapter)