Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

However, from beginning to end, the beautiful woman next to the young man surnamed Zhu never said a word, but just stood there quietly with a smile on her face. She had a graceful figure, and the smile on her lips seemed to have a deep meaning. Her eyes occasionally moved, revealing a bit of mystery.

This made Yang Qian's heart move. He frowned slightly and quickly recalled the situation in the original book in his mind. He pondered silently, with a gleam in his eyes, as if thinking about something.

However, Yang Qian did not ask anything.

After an hour, when no one asked any questions, the young man named Zhu straightened his face and began to assign people in an orderly manner.

Besides, among the cultivators who were invited this time, except Yang Qian and the woman surnamed Xiao who were specially invited to restrain the shadow insect beasts, many of the other cultivators were practicing extremely rare thunder-attributed techniques.

They were specially arranged to be used with the Xuanqing Tianlei Flag so as to form the Tiandu Ring Thunder Array.

Originally, the young man surnamed Zhu wanted Yang Qian, who also practiced thunder-attributed skills, to preside over the Xuanqing Tianlei Flag.

After all, Yang Qian is extremely powerful and has profound attainments in thunder-attributed techniques.

However, after careful consideration, the young man surnamed Zhu changed his mind.

Because the shadow worm beast is too mysterious and unpredictable, it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to effectively restrain it.

Yang Qian has unique means and abilities to restrain the Shadow Bug Beast, and it is even more crucial to place him in a position to fight against the Shadow Bug Beast.

So in the end, the young man surnamed Zhu asked another cultivator who also practiced thunder-attributed techniques to replace Yang Qian to preside over the formation.

Although this change altered Yang Qian's mission, it was also for the overall consideration of the entire operation.

You know, this is a major matter related to the advancement of cultivation. Although there are a lot of people, at least they don't have any major objections to the assigned tasks.

Yang Qian naturally didn't care about this.

As for the others, some monks nodded slightly to show their agreement; others had calm expressions, as if they had expected it, and their reactions were not strong.

Once the deployment was completed, the young man surnamed Zhu and others had no intention of wasting any more time. They waved their hands and gave an order, and a group of more than 20 people flew away from the mountain.

They were surrounded by a glowing light, transforming into brilliant rays of light and flying straight to the west. After flying for three days and three nights, the group finally arrived in front of a huge lake without incident.

At first glance, the lake is covered with thick fog and a vast expanse of white. The salty and humid air hits you in the face, giving you a very mysterious feeling.

When the monks saw this, many of them couldn't help but frown, some looked worried, while others looked serious and became secretly alert.

Generally speaking, in a place like the Savage Realm that looks extremely strange, most of the monks are very cautious and unwilling to enter it easily. Who knows if there are some extremely dangerous ancient beasts hidden under the thick fog and deep lake water? If they are accidentally ambushed and killed, wouldn't that be courting death?
There was almost no need for anyone to remind them, as everyone's escape light slowed down slightly and stopped steadily in front of the fog.

"Fellow Taoists, please be careful. There is an unknown strange bird in the fog. Fortunately, its strength is not too strong. As long as you are careful of the acid they spit, you will be fine. As for this mist, leave it to my husband and me. We will dispel it." The young man named Zhu, who was flying in the front, suddenly turned his head and said loudly. He looked calm and indifferent.

Then, as others were stunned, the silver-haired young man opened his mouth and suddenly spurted out a white, long-necked jade bottle.

This jade bottle is extraordinarily exquisite, with a faint spiritual glow.

The jade bottle spun around, and the mouth of the bottle was aimed steadily at the white mist in front.

The young man surnamed Zhu quickly made hand gestures and muttered something at a very fast speed.

The jade bottle suddenly glowed with light, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

With a muffled sound of "puff", a strong green wind blew out from the bottle. When the wind was blown out, it was just a faint green light, but after it blew several feet away, it suddenly became a violent gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a fierce and unusual hurricane that blew forward.
The fog on the surface suddenly rolled violently, retreating backwards like boiling water. An unusually clear passage slowly emerged from the fog.

"Let's go!"

The young man surnamed Zhu looked serious and gave an order. He and his partner flashed and flew into the passage first, while the jade bottle hovered steadily above their heads, spewing out strong winds without stopping.

When the others saw this, they felt relieved and the tension on their faces eased a little. They no longer hesitated and followed in.

As for Yang Qian, he glanced around calmly, then silently reduced his speed and retreated to the back of the crowd.

Just as the young man surnamed Zhu said, after flying into the lake for more than ten miles, some white birds several feet in size began to fly out from the surrounding fog.

These birds have flat beaks, long wings, a pair of sharp green claws on their abdomens, and look very ferocious.

"Ga ga!" These birds were obviously coming towards the monks. As soon as they rushed out of the mist, they opened their mouths and shot out one black water arrow after another straight towards the crowd.

Amid a few low shouts, the cultivators all looked solemn and used their own magic weapons. Some turned their flying swords into a wheel-sized ball of spiritual light, shining brightly; some had several ancient shields appear in front of them, with runes flowing on the shields.

As soon as those black water arrows hit them, they immediately turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared. Regardless of whether it was the flying sword or other treasures, dense shallow pits appeared where they were sprayed.

"Oh no! Not good!" Someone immediately shouted, "Hurry up and kill these things. Their acid can corrode our treasures."

Upon hearing this, the others were also shocked and their faces changed suddenly.

"We can't let them succeed!" someone shouted.

Afterwards, all their magical powers were used, and stunning rainbows and pieces of light flew towards the strange birds at the same time.

"Look at my magic weapon, these strange birds will never return!" a monk in green shouted loudly.

"Everyone, work harder and win quickly!" shouted another female cultivator in a long skirt.

Wherever the stunning rainbow light passed, the strange birds turned into balls of blood rain and fell down, and were completely killed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, those who were originally a little afraid felt relieved.

"These strange birds are just so-so, and their strength is extremely weak." Someone said with disdain.

But almost in an instant, several strange noises came from the fog, and suddenly a group of identical white strange birds flew out, and similarly, black water arrows attacked the sky.

"Oh no, it's happening again!"

"Everyone, be careful!" The cultivators were shocked and hurriedly released the treasures they had just put away. After resisting for a while, they used their magical powers to kill them all.

"This is too troublesome, it never ends!"

“When will it end?”

But the same situation happened again. When the last strange bird turned into blood rain, dense bird shadows emerged from the fog again.

"Why so many?"

"It's impossible to kill them all!" The crowd got in a commotion, and many people looked uneasy.

"What should I do?"

"Are we going to be trapped here forever?" A few monks even felt a little anxious.

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and sent his mind into the fog, only to discover that the fog was filled with these strange birds, covering the sky and the earth, and there was no telling how many of them there were.

"There are really too many to count!" Even though Yang Qian had seen many storms and even knew the plot in the original book, he took a breath of cold air at this moment.

"It is not an easy task to eliminate so many strange birds. Fortunately, these birds are not ignorant of life and death, but I don't need to say this." Yang Qian thought to himself, his eyes full of thought, his brows slightly furrowed, and then his eyes moved and looked at the figure of the young man named Zhu.

Judging from the plot, it is time for the young man surnamed Zhu to speak up, otherwise, his side might lose its composure.

as predicted.

"Don't be afraid! These strange birds are only testing the attack now. Once the first dozen waves of attacks are ineffective, they will retreat on their own." The unusually calm voice of the young man named Zhu was heard again in the front. He looked calm, his voice was steady and powerful, with a reassuring tone.

"I see!"

"Thank you for letting me know, Senior!"

Hearing this, the others were stunned at first, and then they looked enlightened.

Some people patted their chests, breathed a sigh of relief; others wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and their tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Immediately, everyone used all their skills to release various treasures.

For a moment, the light was shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Some monks waved their hands, and the flying swords in front of them turned into sharp rainbow lights, whistling towards the white monster bird. Wherever they passed, the monster bird was easily cut in half, and blood rained everywhere.

Some monks threw out several gems, which spun in the air, releasing powerful light and forming curtains of light that enveloped the strange bird and instantly strangled it into pieces.

Some monks waved their staffs, and flames shot out from the staffs, burning the strange birds to ashes.

Yang Qian also took action at the last moment. He focused his eyes, raised his hand, and released a slender silver flying sword.

It was the Gengjin Thunder Sword.

The sword body flashed with dazzling lightning and was accompanied by bursts of thunder. However, Yang Qian did not unleash the true power of the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder. Therefore, even a Void Refining cultivator like the young man named Zhu thought it was an ordinary flying sword with lightning attributes.

"Fast!" Yang Qian waved his sword lightly, and the Gengjin Jielei Sword turned into a silver lightning, shuttling freely among the flock of strange birds. Wherever it went, electric light flashed, and hundreds of strange birds were reduced to ashes in an instant.

The crowd launched thirteen or fourteen waves of such fierce attacks in succession, each wave going all out and showing no mercy.

Sure enough, a long, shrill cry suddenly came from the flock of birds that had gathered in the fog. The sound was sharp and piercing, like a sharp arrow piercing the eardrum, making people's hearts tremble.

All of a sudden, all the white birds and beasts seemed to be extremely frightened and scattered. They flew away in all directions in the mist, and the sound of their wings flapping was chaotic. The arrogance of these strange birds before was gone, and they actually retreated without a fight.

Seeing this, everyone felt relieved and truly relaxed.

The originally tense expressions finally relaxed completely, some people breathed a sigh of relief, and some people had smiles as bright as spring breeze on their faces.

"Let's not delay and get going quickly." The young man surnamed Zhu also showed a smile on his face. After giving the order, he took the lead and drove away quickly.

Immediately, everyone did not dare to delay and used their skills to seize the opportunity to fly forward.

Half a day later, the fog around the group quickly dissipated as if it was pushed away by an invisible giant hand.

Suddenly, the view in front of everyone lit up, and a towering mountain appeared in front of them.

This mountain is thousands of feet high, like a pillar supporting the sky, as if it will break through the clouds and reach the sky.

The bottom of the building is deeply inserted into the bottom of the lake, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, and it is extremely stable.

The exposed parts of the mountain are all black-green rocks. Except for some mosses, it is bare everywhere. It looks desolate and mysterious, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

"This is it! Hehe, it's really hard for Fairy Ying and the others to find this place." After the escape light of everyone stopped, the young man named Zhu looked at the giant mountain with surprise in his eyes. He made a sound of admiration and kept shaking his head in admiration.

"A few of us younger generations accidentally broke into here while chasing a strange beast. This can be considered a great blessing from us younger generations." The masked woman said with a smile, her eyes flashing with excitement, and her hands gently fiddling with the corners of her clothes.

"Indeed, it is not a coincidence. It is indeed not easy to find such a secret place. But it is also because of this that we can have such a group of real toad beasts. If it were outside, it would have been found by others first. How could they have waited for us to take action?" Upon hearing this, the silver-haired young man named Zhu raised his head and laughed, excitement flashed in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

The other monks also nodded in agreement with smiles on their faces.

"Yeah, yeah, we're lucky!"

"We will definitely gain a lot this time!" Everyone was talking at once, the atmosphere was warm and full of expectations.

"The nest of those real toads is hidden in a naturally formed underground cave at the bottom of this mountain. According to the original plan, we must first lure out those black blood ants, and then completely kill them. Everyone must be careful! Although these black blood ants are only the strength of eighth-level monsters, they are born with the ability to break all kinds of protective auras and shields of our cultivators, and the black blood in their bodies is extremely poisonous. With our strength, if we are unfortunately bitten, we must take the detoxification pill immediately, otherwise our lives will be in danger. Okay, everyone, get ready, I will light the sandalwood crane incense first!" The young man surnamed Zhu looked serious, stared at him again and gave a few instructions, then slowly turned his hand, and a palm-sized incense burner appeared in his hand in an instant, with a half-foot long green sandalwood inserted in the incense burner. (End of this chapter)