Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Okay! That's settled then! As long as the mission is completed, I will lend you a helping hand on the way back! However, the blood of the true spirit is not so easy to extract. Especially the true blood of this kind of true spirit family, which has been passed down for who knows how many years. It has almost been completely integrated into the bodies of these humans, and it is even more difficult to obtain." The white-browed young man remembered something and said with a frown.

"Don't worry, Brother Li! We in the Black Phoenix Clan may not have any effective methods for other true blood, but we have been researching the separation of the blood of the Heavenly Phoenix for who knows how long! I am at least 70% sure that I can do it successfully." Xiao Hong smiled charmingly, looking proud and confident.

"It's good that the fairy is so confident!" Upon hearing this, the white-browed young man nodded with satisfaction, and the worry on his face eased a little.

Afterwards, Xiaohong stopped hanging around and turned around and left lightly.

Seeing Xiaohong leave completely, the white-browed young man waved his hand to open the ban. His face instantly turned gloomy, as if water could drip out of it.

"Heavenly Phoenix bloodline! The girl named Ye Ying, although she is only in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, I'm afraid that with her innate magical powers, even a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm would find it difficult to defeat her! However, who is the other person named Yang Qian? Why is Xiao Hong, the witch, secretly afraid of him? Could it be that the girl named Yang also has the means to contend with a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm?!"

The white-browed young man frowned, his mind full of thoughts, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch when he thought of this.

"No one in this team is a simple character!" He couldn't help but mutter to himself, and the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

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In another quiet room, a girl in a white robe, Ye Ying, sat cross-legged on a jade bed with her hands clasped together and her eyes slightly closed. Behind her head, there was a green halo with a diameter of several feet, slowly rotating.

Upon closer inspection, not only was the halo extremely round, but there were also flashing white flames about a foot high at the edge, and in the middle of the halo there was actually a human-shaped shadow sitting cross-legged.

The appearance of this light and shadow is vaguely similar to that of the young girl, except that her body is several times smaller. However, she also has her eyes slightly closed and seems to be making hand gestures.

For some reason, the girl's mouth suddenly moved, revealing a hint of sarcasm. Almost at the same time, the face of the shadow in the halo also showed the same expression, as if the two were actually the same person.

This situation is extremely strange.

……

Yang Qian put his hands behind his back and paced slowly back and forth in the quiet room. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

In the center of the quiet room, there is a round wooden table with two small animals on it.

A little leopard as big as a wild cat roared softly, and the sharp teeth in its mouth were faintly visible.

And on the furry head of the little leopard, there sat a mini monkey several inches tall, with shiny black hair, staring at Yang Qian with its eyes, looking very smart.

It was the leopard-scaled beast and the crying soul.

The two little guys were running around the Xuhuang Ding on the wooden table, looking extremely happy.

"I let you guys out for a walk today so you won't feel so stuffy." Yang Qian glanced at the Leopard Scaled Beast and the Crying Soul and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

Suddenly Yang Qian paused, as if he remembered something. He turned his palm and a small brown bottle and a milky white jade slip appeared in his hand.

The small brown bottle has an ancient pattern and is engraved with three tiny characters. Upon closer inspection, it is clearly "Yuqing Dan".

Yang Qian stroked the medicine bottle with his fingers for a while, then calmly poured out a pill and swallowed it.

"Forty days is enough for me to refine it for a while." As Yang Qian muttered to himself, he flipped his hand, and with a flash of light, the medicine bottle disappeared without a trace, leaving only the jade slip.

When the Leopard Scaled Beast and the Crying Soul saw Yang Qian's actions, the two beasts paused slightly, but after seeing that their master was going to take the elixir, they lost interest and turned around to continue fiddling with the Void Emperor Cauldron.

Yang Qian played with the jade slip with interest for a while. Suddenly, he gently placed the jade slip on his forehead and then immersed his spiritual consciousness into it.

What appeared in the jade slip was an extremely huge map, but this map seemed to be missing a large part, making it extremely incomplete.

And at the missing edge of the map, there is a dot flashing a pale golden light, which is particularly eye-catching.

"According to the time, it's almost time! The Shadow Clan member who possessed Master Lei Luo is estimated to have died. Tsk! What a pity! If I hadn't known in advance that a Shadow Clan member in the fusion stage possessed him, I would have really wanted to visit Master Lei Luo. However, before leaving, I sent an anonymous sound transmission note to Zen Master Jin Yue. I guess he and Saint Emperor Tianyuan are about to take action!" Yang Qian said as he shook his head with a gleam in his eyes.

Then he flicked his finger lightly, and the jade slip disappeared instantly and was put away.

Then, Yang Qian slowly closed his eyes, and his whole body instantly entered a state of tranquility. He began to slowly refine the medicinal power of the Yuqing Pill, and everything around him seemed to be temporarily isolated from him.

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Thousands of miles away in Tianyuan City, in an extremely secret underground chamber, a monk and a Taoist priest sat facing each other around a seemingly ordinary bluestone table.

The Taoist was about forty years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a pale golden complexion.

The monk was an old monk with a half-foot long white beard, wrinkles all over his face, and his eyes were narrowed into slits, as if he was so old that he couldn't even open his eyes.

"According to the time, the people sent to those tribes should be almost together and on the way." The old monk said weakly.

"Well, it's almost time! I really don't understand why Brother Jin Yue suddenly changed his original plan after coming out of seclusion and insisted on sending these juniors to the alien land. These people are the most outstanding among the recently ascended monks. Others may not know, but you should be very clear that these tasks of bringing back alien intelligence seem simple, but in fact they are extremely dangerous. The people sent by the demon tribe cooperate with you and me on the surface, but in fact they may have other plans." After the Taoist answered, he looked a little puzzled.

"You should know clearly why the various ethnic groups are so eager to make such movements this time." The old monk did not directly answer the Taoist's words, but asked slowly.

"How could I not know this? Isn't it that a new Xuantian treasure has appeared on the Chaos Ten Thousand Spirits List, and it is ranked among the top three Xuantian treasures. I heard it is called the 'Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword'!" When the Taoist heard the old monk's question, his heart trembled, and his expression became more solemn.

"Yes, the siege that was supposed to happen tens of thousands of years later, and even the rumored war of a hundred races, are all caused by this." The old monk murmured.

"Brother Jin Yue, why are you beating around the bush? I know all these things. But what does it have to do with what we were discussing just now? All the tribes are so cautious now, aren't they all afraid of being involved in this matter?" The Taoist still looked a little puzzled.

"Afraid of being involved? Hehe, since this has happened, which tribe can avoid it? According to the past practice of the appearance of Xuantian treasures, each time it will cause a bloody storm before it really appears. And the race that finally obtains this treasure can use the offering of this treasure to recruit a true spirit-level being as the guardian of the tribe, thus becoming a powerful race in the spirit world. These true spirit-level beings can compete with the immortals in the true immortal world.

Of course, before a powerful true spirit appears, the race that obtains this treasure must be able to keep it. Otherwise, it will only be a wedding dress for others. If the race that first obtains this treasure is too weak, sometimes it will hurriedly offer this treasure to other powerful races for protection, or directly abandon it far away in the wilderness to avoid the disaster of extermination. "The old monk said slowly to himself.

The Taoist still didn't understand, but he didn't say anything to interrupt the old monk.

The monk paused for a moment and then continued:

"It stands to reason that it would be difficult to predict in which tribe the Xuantian treasure would appear, given the strength of our two tribes. But this time, there happened to be a fusion-stage being in the demon tribe who had some prophetic talents. Knowing that he had no hope of surviving this great calamity, he actually stimulated his potential and used his life's magic power to predict the approximate whereabouts of this treasure.

The result showed that the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword was in the northwest corner of Fengyuan Continent where our race was located. Although Fengyuan Continent was the smallest of the three known continents, it had more races than other continents.

The so-called northwest corner includes six or seven races, including our human race, demon race, spirit race, wood race, Yaksha race, shadow race, etc. That is to say, this newly appeared Xuantian treasure may also appear in our human race.

Currently, only the human and demon races know this news, but I think it won’t be kept secret for long. After all, there must be spies from other races in our two races, and there is no such thing as an impenetrable wall in this world. You should know what the consequences will be if other races know this.”

When the old monk said the last sentence, there was a wry smile on his face.

"What? There is such a thing. Doesn't it mean that our human race may be exterminated if we are not careful?" The Taoist's face turned pale.

“According to ancient legends, as long as a large number of powerful creatures are killed in a certain area within a certain period of time, a mysterious blood sacrifice method can be used to forcibly summon the Xuantian treasure in this area.

With the strength of our tribes, those powerful tribes would not mind wiping us all out for the purpose of summoning blood sacrifice. In the last Hundred Tribes War, wasn't it the 'Heavenly Shield', which is now ranked fourth, that was taken by its original owner to flee across three continents for ten thousand years, and almost seven or eight out of ten tribes on the continent were involved, and those weak tribes that were wiped out almost all became the objects of blood sacrifice.

Moreover, no matter which tribe has this treasure, as long as our tribes in the northwest know that this treasure is in this area, in order to escape the fate of being sacrificed in blood, a war will break out immediately, so as to make other tribes the objects of blood sacrifice. "The monk sighed.

"So that's how it is... You let those new ascended monks suddenly leave Tianyuan City and go to the land of foreign races. Are you suspicious..." The Taoist suddenly realized something.

"That's right! What kind of thing is this Xuantian Treasure? It is a heaven-defying treasure that can reverse the power of the laws of a world. But it is not necessarily a thing from our spiritual world. It may also be a Xuantian thing brought from the lower world.

Although this possibility is very small, in the past hundred years, all the Ascended monks who were slightly suspicious were sent out of Tianyuan City by me to perform the most dangerous tasks in the alien race. Regardless of whether the mission was completed or not, they would eventually find that they could not return to Tianyuan City in a short time.

Of course, those who were slightly suspicious among the local cultivators were also transferred outside Tianyuan City and forcibly exiled to the wild world for various reasons. In addition to this group of people, a group of people with extraordinary qualifications and amazing potential will also be sent to the wild world. The benefit of doing so is that if one of them really has the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword, the disaster can be shifted to the east.

If the two tribes are defeated in the war below, these people can still be the hope for our two tribes to continue and rise again." The monk said solemnly.

"Why bother with all this trouble? If we want to find out whether the Xuantian treasure is really in the hands of these people, we can just..." The Taoist was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"You can use the secret control technique to search the consciousness one by one. But what good will it do if we really find out that the Tianxuan Soul-Slaying Sword is in our hands? This thing is simply a hot potato! Can you guarantee that there are no aliens lurking in the executioners or even the elders? Once this news is leaked, not only will our human race immediately become the target of public criticism in a short period of time, even the demon race may withdraw from our alliance in order to protect themselves. By then, our human race will be destroyed without a doubt!"

"We are not a powerful race. We cannot hold on to this treasure and wait for the True Spirit-level beings to come to us. We even want to offer this treasure to those powerful races for protection. I guess the Shadow Clan will not leave this opportunity at all. Instead, it is best to pretend to be confused and deal with the war that is about to break out. If we are not sure which race has the Xuantian Treasure, the most likely one to attack us is just the coalition of the Wood Clan and the Shadow Clan.

With the existence of our two tribes of humans and demons and Tianyuan City, we can completely resist it. The spirit tribe and the Yaksha tribe are fighting happily, and after knowing this news, they will only fight more fiercely.

At worst, even if we lose a lot of people from each of our tribes, we can still meet the conditions for the blood sacrifice to summon the Xuantian Treasure. No matter which tribe originally had this treasure, as long as this treasure is summoned away, we will have dealt with this disaster by then.

But in order to determine the winner before those powerful races find us, I estimate that this war will be different from the previous siege wars that often lasted for hundreds of years. Once the war starts, the result will definitely be decided within a few years, and the degree of cruelty will be far beyond comparison with the past. "

"Hehe, most of the controllers of other tribes are thinking similarly. Otherwise, have you heard of any tribe's people really trying to find the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword? They are all actively preparing for war." The old monk said a lot of things calmly.

"When did you know this news? Why didn't I receive any news before? Could it be that the elders deliberately hid it from me?" After hearing these words, the Taoist stood there for a long time with his eyes flickering, and then asked with some displeasure.

"It's very simple. I did this after I found out there was something wrong with your identity. I don't know whether I should continue to call you Master Lei Luo, or call you Lord Ziying." The old monk's eyes gleamed, and suddenly, without any sign, his voice turned cold.

"What purple shadow? What does Master Jin Yue mean?" The Taoist looked confused, without any strange expression. Instead, he frowned and asked in confusion.

"Hehe! It seems like the time is almost up, it's time to break out." The old monk ignored the Taoist's question and instead glanced at a small and exquisite incense burner in the corner.

There was a stick of incense burning on it, which was already half burned.

"What time is it? No, this incense..." The Taoist's eyes suddenly flashed purple, and his face changed instantly, becoming shocked and angry.

Almost at the same time, a purple shadow suddenly shot out from the Taoist priest and rushed towards the old monk opposite like lightning, with a fierce momentum. (End of this chapter)