Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Xuan Qingzi entered the center of the magic circle, exhaled lightly, stopped, and suddenly smiled at Qi Miao Zhenren:
"Brother Qi Miao, you came much faster than I expected. But it's fortunate that you did, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to intimidate those fellow Taoists. Only someone as famous as you can make them so awed."

"Fellow Daoist, you mean to say that I have a bad reputation!" The middle-aged scholar replied with a forced smile after hearing this.

"Haha, why would I think so?" Xuan Qingzi laughed dryly twice.

"Okay! Let's not say anything else. This time you and I are here on orders, and we have no right to come. I just heard from fellow Taoist from afar that it seems that the people from Yinluo Sect have already gone in. Could it be that old demon Qian has come! Otherwise, why would he let them in?" The middle-aged scholar said with a frown.

"When I arrived here, Old Demon Qian and several independent cultivators had already entered the seal. Later, people from the Yinluo Sect also came. At that time, I didn't know that the seal was so important, so I didn't try too hard to stop them." Xuan Qingzi also looked solemn.

However, perhaps it was an oversight, he did not mention the matter of the two girls from the Huaxian Sect at all.

“Humph, I didn’t expect the Ye family would use a feint to the east and attack in the west. On the surface, they used a replica of the Tongtian Lingbao to attract the attention of both of our sects, while on the inside they wanted to take the real Tongtian Lingbao. If we hadn’t planted an insider in the Ye family a long time ago, I’m afraid we would still be kept in the dark.” Qi Miao Zhenren said grimly.

"It's a pity that the family acted very carefully this time. Although the insider knew the news a long time ago, he was unable to send it out in advance. He could only destroy some of their magic arrays and then escape in the chaos. Otherwise, if they had received the news earlier, they would not have been given the chance to break the seal. The Tongtian Lingbao is indeed extremely rare, but if the incarnation of the ancient demon ancestor is released, it would be a loss. Old Demon Qian has been in there for such a long time, he may have found the sealed place." Xuan Qingzi sighed.

"Old Demon Qian is not a stupid person. He will not do such a thing that harms others and does not benefit himself. But I am not very confident about those independent cultivators. They are not like the people in our sect who do not have so many concerns." Qi Miao Zhenren shook his head.

"The seal of the ancient monks is not so easy to open. As long as those people have not yet unlocked the ancient demon restriction, with the combined efforts of your two families, I think we can stop their reckless actions. If the ancient demon's clone has been released, the monster has been suppressed for so many years, I think it has been seriously damaged. The combination of you and me plus the five demon-ban rings I brought are enough to seal it again." Qi Miao Zhenren said slowly.

"Demon-binding Ring? It's an ancient magical tool that came from the spirit world and is used to trap demons!" When Xuan Qingzi heard the name of this thing, his eyes suddenly lit up.

“Yes, this is the treasure brought by the cultivators from the spiritual world to deal with high-level ancient demons when the ancient demon world invaded. Even if the one sealed is the clone of the Ancient Demon Saint, with the five demon-forbidden rings on his body, he will have no choice but to surrender.” said True Man Qi Miao with a sneer.

"That's good! I was originally worried that this trip might be risky, but I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Qi Miao was so well prepared that he could even find such an ancient treasure." Xuan Qingzi looked relieved.

"How could I have such a rare treasure? These five magic-suppressing rings were sent by someone in our sect along with an order. But didn't the person from your Taiyi Sect send you any treasures to fight the enemy?" The scholar glanced at the old Taoist with a look of disbelief on his face.

"I was very busy on the way and had no time to prepare any treasures. But when I opened the door this time, I brought the Tian'a Sword with me, and I think it may be of help to you, fellow Taoist." Xuan Qingzi said with a wry smile.

"Tian'a divine sword? This treasure is the most suitable one to deal with demons." The scholar nodded when he heard it, as if he was quite satisfied.

"However, I still don't quite understand. I received a letter from the person inside the sect, asking us not to harm the ancient demon's life unless it is absolutely necessary, and it would be best to seal it again. What does this mean? Wouldn't it be a good idea to destroy it and prevent future troubles?" Xuan Qingzi suddenly asked.

"Who knows! The order I received has the same meaning. But think about it, the ancient cultivator did not kill this demon back then. It seems that there must be some special reason. Let's do as it is said above." The middle-aged scholar thought for a while and said solemnly.

"That's exactly what you said, fellow Daoist! We really shouldn't get involved in other people's business, so as to avoid any more trouble. Brother Qi Miao, have you brought the Spirit Turtle Flying Car? Let's hurry in." Xuan Qingzi nodded thoughtfully, then glanced at the entrance of the crack and said.

After hearing what the Taoist said, the scholar chuckled, shook his sleeves, and a ball of black light wrapped around a flat round object flew out.

The object circled in front of the two men and grew larger in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a hearse several meters in size, like a huge tortoise shell.

Xuan Qingzi saw this and smiled slightly.

Then the scholar and Xuan Qingzi gave a few instructions to the monks respectively, and then they got into the car in a flash.

The hearse turned into a black rainbow and flew directly into the crack.

Zhenhuan Mountain is one of the four major spiritual veins of the Jin Dynasty, and the Taiyi Sect, known as the first sect of the righteous way, is located in this mountain range.

The Taiyi Sect is known as the number one sect in Taoism. Its power is so great that only the Tianmo Sect and the Wan Yao Valley can barely match it. In the entire Dajin, no one can match it.

Therefore, in the Zhenhuan Mountains, which are tens of thousands of miles wide, hundreds of sacred mountains, large and small, are under the control of the Taiyi Sect's cultivators.

The Ice Soul Valley is an inconspicuous small valley in this mountain range.

This valley is very different from other sacred mountains and places in the mountains where the weather is like spring all year round. Not only is there a lack of spiritual energy, but there are also gusts of cold wind and biting cold. The entire valley is crystal clear all year round and is covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.

But such a harsh place that ordinary monks would not even want to take a second look at is one of the rarely known forbidden areas of the Taiyi Sect.

Ordinary disciples should not mention that they have ever been to this valley. Even if they have heard of it, not many have heard of it.

As for such a mysterious place, except for a phantom formation covering the entrance of the valley, there are no restrictions on the outside, and there are no Taiyi Sect monks stationed outside the valley.

But in fact, no one dared to set foot in this valley hundreds of years ago. Even if powerful elders came here occasionally, they would only speak respectfully outside the valley and would never dare to step inside.

But on this day, when Qi Miao Zhenren and Xuan Qingzi from Southern Xinjiang entered the sealed crack, an old man in a gray robe with a sick face appeared at the entrance of the valley like a ghost.

He looked at the phantom formation at the mouth of the valley, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes. After coughing twice, it turned into a green light and shot into the valley, looking at the phantom formation at the mouth of the valley as if it were nothing.

After a moment, the green light dimmed at the end of the valley, and the old man appeared.

Looking coldly at the huge ice wall in front of him, his face suddenly darkened and he said coldly:
"Old Ghost Bai, you knew that Hu was here, why did you hide in the coffin and not come out to see me?"

The old man's voice was not loud, but after a moment, the entire ice valley was filled with the rumbling of his words, one after another, repeating like thunder.

The ice wall in front of me was shaking so hard that it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

But the old man in gray robe turned a blind eye to it, squinted his eyes, and stood motionless in front of the ice wall.

After an unknown amount of time, a leisurely sigh of a man was heard from deep within the ice wall.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, why did you suddenly visit my Ice Soul Valley instead of concentrating on cultivation in Mount Motuo? I don't think I invited you." The voice from the ice wall was plain and indifferent, as if it didn't carry a trace of worldly affairs.

"Do you think I want to come here?" The gray-robed old man snorted, with a bit of dissatisfaction and helplessness in his voice, "It's all because of the incident in Kunwu Mountain."

"Kunwu Mountain! Hasn't this matter been handed over to you and my disciples? Why bother?" The man in the ice wall replied without joy or sorrow.

"If it was really that simple, why would I come all the way from Mount Motuo?" The gray-robed old man said in a deep voice, "You may not know yet, but Xiang Laogui seems to have encountered trouble in Mount Kunwu."

"Xiang Laogui? How is this possible?" The voice in the ice wall finally wavered. "He is the one with the highest level of cultivation among us. How could he get into trouble in a place like Kunwu Mountain?"

"I don't want to believe it either, but this is what Old Monster Feng told me personally through his flying sword." The gray-robed old man had a gloomy face. "You also know that Old Monster Feng and Old Ghost Xiang have always been good friends, and they both have each other's Yuanshen beads. This time when Kunwu Mountain appeared, Old Ghost Xiang happened to be nearby, so he went to investigate. As a result, not long after he entered, his Yuanshen beads became dim. Either he was seriously injured, or he was trapped by some powerful restriction. In either case, Old Ghost Xiang's current situation is not optimistic."

"Old Monster Feng is also in trouble now and cannot come to rescue us in time, so he sent a letter hoping that the two of us can go to Kunwu Mountain to check the situation." The gray-robed old man continued, "He promised to give us two blood energy pills as compensation afterwards."

"Blood Qi Pill! Old Monster Feng is really generous! With this pill, your and my lifespans can be extended by several decades. However, how did Old Monster Feng know that Old Ghost Xiang had entered Kunwu Mountain?" The man in the ice wall spoke with caution and doubt in his tone.

"This old ghost has always been cunning and treacherous. He will not take any risks unless he has a way out for himself. Before entering the seal, he used the flying sword to send a message to Old Monster Feng. Now it seems that he did the right thing. At least someone will come to rescue him now. What do you think, Brother Bai, are you interested in going to take a look at the Blood Qi Pill? If we want to refine it ourselves, I don't know how long it will take!" The old man in gray robe persuaded.

The man in the ice wall fell silent, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and did not respond immediately.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly said:

"Forget it! Go ahead, Bai will not get involved in this matter."

"Why! Even the Blood Qi Pill can't impress you?" The answer of the man in the wall obviously surprised the gray-robed old man. "I really want the Blood Qi Pill, but I'm afraid that this time I go, it will be more trouble than it's worth." The man in the wall responded with a voice as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion.

"What do you mean? Even if the monster really escapes, would we really be afraid of it if we join forces?" The gray-robed old man said with a sneer.

“Not necessarily fear. Even if it was once powerful, after so many years of suppression, coupled with the great changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, its magical powers are certainly not as strong as before, and will never be much higher than ours. What's more, think about the ancient war that year, although it was powerful, it could not display the magical powers of the Void Refinement Stage unscrupulously in the human world.” The man in the wall analyzed calmly.

"Then why don't you go?" The gray-robed old man frowned, looking even more puzzled.

"If I hadn't taken a Fire Essence Date three years ago, I might have accompanied you on this trip. But now I am using this spiritual object to forcefully break through the bottleneck of my practice. Although the hope is slim, I don't want to lose the big picture for the small." The man in the wall actually said this.

"Fire Essence Date? You actually got this spiritual object. Could it be that you...did you take it raw?" The gray-robed old man's face changed drastically and he exclaimed softly.

"Of course, this is the only way to fully utilize the fire spiritual power in the dates!" the man in the wall replied emotionlessly.

"You actually did this! Don't you know that if the Fire Essence Dates are not refined into pills, their overbearing fire spiritual power can forcibly ignite the magic power in your body. Didn't we discuss the dangers of this when we got together that year?" The gray-robed old man said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Brother Hu, you don't need me to tell you. I also know how dangerous it is. But if I don't give it a try, am I really going to spend the rest of my life trapped in this ice wall? Or I can learn from Old Ghost and Old Monster Feng. They have great magical powers, but in order to prevent their essence from being lost when casting spells, they have to play clowns and mingle among low-level cultivators. They live in fear that they will use too much magic power and die!" The man surnamed Bai said in a sarcastic tone.

"Brother Bai, what you said is a bit extreme! The reason why the two of them did this is to find the reverse soul passage that the cultivators from the spiritual world used when they descended to the mortal world. They want to see if they can use this passage to ascend to the spiritual world directly without advancing to the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. After all, it stands to reason that the cultivators from the upper realm can suppress their magic power and force it to descend into our human world. We cultivators in the human world can also use this passage and use secret techniques to temporarily increase our magic power and enter the spiritual world." said the old man in gray robe.

"Since the great change in the vitality of heaven and earth, countless fellows in the Spiritualization Stage have gone looking for the Reverse Spiritual Channel. Not to mention the Great Jin Dynasty, most of the human world has been searched countless times. If it could be found, we would have found it long ago. Why would we need to look for it again? Most likely, the Reverse Spiritual Channel does not exist at all, and is not on land, but on that desolate sea, and there is no way to find it at all." The man in the ice wall said disapprovingly, "Unless you and I have the ability to directly cross the spatial barrier between the human world and the spirit world, but who can do such a thing?"

“The true body crosses the realm! Even the legendary Mahayana cultivators may not have this ability! But no matter what, the Reverse Spirit Channel is also a hope for us to ascend to the spiritual world. It is better than just sitting and waiting.” The gray-robed old man seemed to think that what the man said made sense, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

“Compared to the Reverse Spirit Channel, it is more practical to honestly advance to the late stage of the Spirit Transformation, and then ascend to the upper realm on your own. If it weren’t for the ancient demon world’s tricks that made the vitality of our world so thin, with our qualifications, how could we all stagnate in the initial stage and be unable to make any progress.” When the man in the ice wall said this, he became a little resentful.

"Brother Bai, it's useless to blame others. Since the last batch of ancient cultivators ascended to heaven, although it cannot be said that there were no cultivators who continued to cultivate to the later stages and continued to ascend to the spiritual world, there were only a handful of them in total. Compared with the ancient times, there is a world of difference. In recent years, the situation seems to be even worse. There has not been a single cultivator who ascended in nearly ten thousand years. No wonder Old Monster Feng and others placed their hopes on the Reverse Spirit Channel even though they knew the chances were slim." The gray-robed old man was also very depressed.

"They have their ways of doing things, and I have my way of practicing! Well, let's stop here. Now Brother Hu already knows what Bai means, so either reject Old Monster Feng directly, or go on the journey alone. I still have to go into seclusion, so I'm sorry I can't see you off. By the way, I will ask my disciples to completely close this valley in the future. I won't see anyone off until the Fire Essence Dates are completely refined. You can talk to those old monsters too!" The man in the ice wall was impatient to continue, and after hurriedly saying the last few words, he directly ordered them to leave.

Then all sound disappeared from the ice wall.

The old man in gray robe had a gloomy expression. After hesitating for a long time in front of the ice, he suddenly stomped his foot.

"For these two Qi Pills, I have no choice but to take this risk. The hundred years of extended lifespan is enough to make up for the loss of my energy during this trip." The old man muttered these words, and his body was filled with green light, which turned into a stunning rainbow and shot out, leaving the valley.

In front of the hall on the eighth floor of the Kunwu Mountain Demon-Suppressing Tower, Yang Qian, with an expressionless face, clasped his hands together, and three flying swords in the air gathered together with a buzzing sound, and then suddenly turned into a giant sword several feet in size, which suddenly slashed down with a flash of light.

After a loud "bang", where the giant sword passed, a white jade stone man turned directly into rubble.

His gaze paused briefly on the man's remains, but the rubble did not recondense into its original state.

Yang Qian's eyes focused, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the giant sword flew back with a "whoosh".

This was the fourth stone puppet he had completely destroyed.

These stone puppets in the formation seem to be immortal with the cooperation of the magic circle, but in fact, after being destroyed a certain number of times, they will eventually become unable to recover.

However, this is also the case when there are so many multi-infant cultivators in the middle and late stages attacking continuously at the same time. Otherwise, if there are only two of them, even if they exhaust their strength, they will not be able to destroy all the stone puppets.

The golden blades in the hands of these stone puppets are made of unknown materials, but they are not only extremely sharp, but each one has the power to destroy demons.

Yang Qian saw with his own eyes that the sword energy emanating from these golden blades was so great that several monks who practiced magic arts dared not let them get close to them at all, otherwise the protective magic energy would definitely penetrate through them directly, making them unable to resist at all.

As for the cultivators who want to enter the formation directly, the stone puppets on the altar will abandon the people outside at the same time, and gather countless sword energies along extremely mysterious trajectories to jointly attack the person in the formation.

In this way, no one can resist this continuous and powerful attack, but this magic array is a restriction that has several functions at the same time, and it is impossible to break it quickly after entering the array.

The monks here are not ordinary people, so they naturally know the mystery.

No one wanted to take the initiative at that moment, and they all focused on attacking the stone puppets near them.

Once these puppets are completely destroyed, it will be much easier to break this formation.

After Yang Qian destroyed the puppet in front of him, he did not do anything else. Instead, he frowned and looked around. He saw that there were only a few puppets left on the altar that could still move. It seemed that the formation would be broken soon.

Just as he was thinking this, the Silver Moon in his mind suddenly cried out without any warning, followed by a series of low moans, as if in extreme pain.

This made Yang Qian's heart move, and he couldn't help but ask in a voice transmission:

"What's going on, Yinyue? Is there something wrong?" There was a hint of concern in Yang Qian's voice.

"It's okay... The things in the palace seem to have woken up, and it gives me a very strange feeling, as if they are very familiar and important. No... my head hurts..." Yin Yue managed to say only a few words before she couldn't help but continue to moan.

"Yin Yue!" Yang Qian was silent for a moment, brewing what he was going to say in his heart.

However, at this moment, a strong spiritual pressure suddenly rushed up from the depths of the palace. The pressure was so strong that it was enough to make everyone present feel palpitations.

Almost in an instant, several figures flew out of the palace like meteors.

It’s the Holy Ancestor of the Demon Realm!
Still two!

"What's going on? The Six Extreme Saints are actually here too!"

Yang Qian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were fixed on the two figures.

One of them was the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor whom he had seen in the Xutian Palace in the Chaos Star Sea.

The other person is the Holy Ancestor Yuansha described in the original work.

Ok? !

That is
Yang Qian's gaze suddenly froze on the graceful figure in the fluttering purple skirt and purple veil.

Those beautiful eyes as bright as stars met his eyes, and for a moment, both of them fell into a brief daze.

Looking at the familiar figure, Yang Qian felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.

"Zi Ling!" he called softly.

"Brother Yang!" Zi Ling's voice was filled with a hint of surprise and excitement that was difficult to conceal. She seemed to have not expected to see Yang Qian here.

(End of this chapter)