Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 271

It is true that Hualong Buyuan Dan is a magical elixir, but for Master Fuding, if he wants to repair his cracked Taoist foundation, he must at least have a high-quality Hualong Buyuan Dan.

In the entire Tiannan Continent, even if there are Hualong Buyuan Dan, they are of inferior quality.

Otherwise, why would he sit in meditation.

Now someone comes to his door to give him the Transforming Dragon and Bu Yuan Pill. In a world where demons are dancing, there is still such a good person?
There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Seeing that he was about to be kicked out, Shen Lian was a little surprised.

Are all the old cow noses so stubborn?
"Old man, aren't you afraid of death?"

Master Fu Ding glanced at Shen Lian.

"Those who practice Taoism should not fear life and death."

I have to say that Master Fu Ding’s state of mind is indeed powerful.

This kind of monk who puts demon elimination and defense above his own path to immortality is really shocking.

The next moment, Shen Lian sat directly on the straw mat in the main hall, touched it with his hand, and threw it towards Master Wu Fuding.

"Here, here you are."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Lian had a flash of inspiration, and his whole person suddenly disappeared.

"Remember, heaven knows and earth knows, you know and I know."

Immediately Master Fu Ding was shocked, and all his magic power began to circulate. The lightning on the Eight-sided Demon-Slaying Thunder Sword flashed, covering the entire main hall.

"Brother, what happened?"

"Where was that person just now?"

The other brothers rushed over and saw Fu Ding holding a spiritual sword and controlling the thunder method to cover all directions.

Master Fu Ding glanced at the spiritual object that looked like a bronze mirror in his hand, and looked a little uncertain. When the person in front of him disappeared, his spiritual mind did not notice how the person disappeared at all.

"Yuan Ying."

After a long time, Master Fuding dispersed the thunder method and uttered two words.

"what!"

The brothers who poured into the palace gate were startled.

"Senior brother, what did you say? That just now..."

"Nuan Ying cultivator!"

Master Fu Ding looked at the senior brothers and sisters entering the door, recalled what he had just said, and subconsciously put away the disc in his hand.

……

"The old man has a bit of a stubborn temper, but he still has a good vision."

Outside the mountain, Shen Lian nodded.

You think this old man has such good eyesight, and you know that he is not weaker than Nascent Soul.

He originally wanted to chat more with Fu Ding, but due to this man's stubborn state of mind, he finally decided to forget it.

In today's era of hair-raising, there are still people who uphold their true intentions and are not afraid of life and death to slay demons and protect the Tao. So why not give him a high-quality Dragon Transformation and Replenishing Yuan!

Thinking of this, Shen Lian summoned the Five Elements Spirit Ship, which turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

After putting incense sticks on 'Heaven and Earth', he took out a magic book he had just refined, and recorded it with magic power as the pen and ink.

"The Central Tiannan Continent... Sanlin Temple Fuding... The foundation of demon-killing and defense has been severely damaged. At a time when demons are dancing wildly and living beings are being killed, those who seek the Tao and persevere in their true intentions should not die in loneliness. Those who hold a salary for everyone , Don't let it be choked by the wind and snow, and those who work for the peace of heaven and earth should not die suddenly... You should give a high-quality Yuan-Building Pill as a reward..."

Let me make it clear that this is just a memorandum from Master Shen, and was not deliberately recorded in front of the 'Heaven and Earth' memorial tablet.

If you don’t believe it, you can see that Qiu Shan and others are also recorded above.

Besides, even if you don't record it, the rules of heaven and earth are upright and impartial, how could you forget that he did this small job.

After the recording was completed, Shen Lian placed the spiritual treasure memorandum on the newly placed altar table between the incense burner and the spiritual monument.

It doesn’t mean anything else, it’s just an offering.

In this area where the demon sect is raging, Sanlin Temple uses an inappropriate metaphor as a white lotus growing out of the rotten mud. Even though it is smoky, it still tries its best to clean up the filth between heaven and earth.

……

After the Tian Mending Order was delivered to Master Fu Ding, it was not activated for more than a month. This made Shen Lian scratch his head. What does this mean?
Originally, after sending the Heaven-Building Order, he was thinking about taking the time to refine the Dragon-Building Yuan Pill.

After all, there are already two people in need of Yuan Bu Dan.

Since Buyuan Dan is the best healing elixir below the fourth level, and if he wants to refine it to a higher quality, Shen Lian also needs to adjust his breathing before starting the furnace.

So, he returned to the small stronghold where Hong Li was. While waiting for the altar leader of his family to appear, he understood the essence of refining the Hualong Buyuan Dan.

After all, there was only one main medicine, and he wanted to refine a few more.

……

"Jingle Bell."

Half a month later, it was a gloomy night.

Hong Li, who was taking a nap in the stronghold, was suddenly awakened by the sound of a bell, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He rushed out of the room and fell to the ground.

"Mushan Town asks the senior brother of the Tiandao branch to pay his respects to the chief altar leader."

The sound of jingling bells got closer and closer, and a hazy blood light suddenly lit up in the night sky.

"It's quite pretentious."

Shen Lian saw through this trick at a glance.

The person who arrived was a large sedan with eight bearers wearing black woolen clothes. There was a bell glowing with blood in each of the four corners above the sedan. The eight bearers were all paper figures.

Just like this, a sedan came flying up into the sky. In the sedan was a middle-aged monk with a fake elixir.

"Altar Master, this is the harvest during this period."

The Soul Reverend Flag held in Hong Li's hand flew up and sank directly into the sedan chair.

After the fake alchemy monk finished the inspection, he said, "You did a good job. Have you been causing trouble recently without opening your eyes?"

"Reporting to the Altar Master, no one has come to cause trouble for more than a year. It's all the Altar Master who is so majestic. Those demonic cultivators dare not disturb us to collect the remaining souls."

"This is the elixir given to you. Practice it well. When you are promoted to a golden elixir monk, my position as the altar master will be yours."

Hong Li grabbed the medicine bottle that fell down. After opening it, he inhaled the scent of the medicine along his nostrils, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly began to operate on its own.

Hong Li was so excited that he didn't even notice that the sedan flew away and disappeared into the night.

Shen Lian's figure followed quietly. He originally wanted to search for the soul directly, but in the end he did not take action.

Hong Li is a little minionage, and he can give up this kind of casualness. He is afraid that there is some ban in this little fake elixir's soul sea. Even if his spiritual thoughts are powerful, he cannot withstand the self-destruction of his spiritual thoughts.

Just to be on the safe side, follow along.

The best way is to get the remnant soul that can be transcended. If you can't get it, then you have to give up.

After all, he is also very busy. He still has fourth-level yin and yang spiritual objects to collect for subsequent practice.

Shen Lian also didn't expect that the area controlled by a small altar leader was quite large. After wandering around outside for more than a month, he gathered more than a dozen strongholds, and finally entered the depths of a mountain range.

Point Cangshan.

A long time ago, this mountain was the territory of Diancang Sect, a Yuan Ying sect. Later, after the sect was destroyed, many disciples died and injured, and many demon cultivators came to join in the fun. In the end, the mountain was filled with smoke and filth.

The sedan flew staggeringly into the depths of the mountains, and the secondary soul just turned into a speck and hid on the sedan.

Not long after, the deputy soul fell down from the sedan and hid in a giant black tree.

I saw the sedan staggering and hitting a light blood-colored semicircular light shield. The energy on the light shield flowed along the shape of the sedan, swallowing the sedan bit by bit.

"Third-level mid-level formation."

Seeing this scene, Shen Lian was a little surprised.

It’s not possible to ask God for help.

He stopped playing this kind of big formation for a long time.

He has [-] ways to quietly pass through the formation without causing any vibrations.

……

After the sedan entered the inside of the formation, Tan Yinggui flew out of the sedan and took a sharp breath as the blood-black aura drifted around him.Who said fake elixirs can't improve their strength.

This eternal rule has been broken.

The Taoist master possesses great power across the world, and has created a method to continue to practice specifically for fake elixirs.

Even though this method still has flaws and needs to absorb some of the essence of flesh and blood elves, it does not hide its flaws.

After Tan Yinggui refined the blood energy he breathed into his body, he rolled it bit by bit into the fake elixir, and then flew towards a tall tower in the center.

In this large formation, there are hundreds of large and small stone towers, surrounding the [-]-foot-high main tower in the middle.

"Reporting to the helmsman, the remaining souls in area No. [-]-[-] have been recovered."

Tan Yinggui stood outside the largest stone tower in the middle and saluted, and the large stone door opened in response.

There are no layers inside the stone tower, and it goes straight to the top.

The spacious space is filled with soul-revering flags.

Tan Yinggui also tied the soul flag into it.

"What's going on in the Wuliu area this time?"

The response was huge in the empty space.

Tan Yinggui said quickly: "Back to the helmsman, everything in the Wuliu area is quiet, and there is no more intrusion from the demon cultivators. It's all because of the helmsman's prestige that the demon sect monks don't dare to bully the door anymore."

"Why are there so many residual souls this time?"

Hearing the sound, Tan Yinggui was shocked.

Too little?

But this is already much more than before. That's not what I said last time. I even praised him for doing a good job.

The mouth of a superior is a liar.

But this was something Tan Yinggui never dared to say, "Master, I forgive you. I will definitely urge the people below to restrain themselves next time."

"Go down. If you do this next time, this helmsman will not take it lightly."

"Yes."

After exiting the stone tower, Tan Yinggui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Oh shit.

……

In the stone tower after re-closing the stone door, soul-revering flags were tied up quietly, and occasionally residual souls escaped.

In the dimness, a figure slowly appeared, wearing a black robe, standing on a black cloud, but it was hunched over facing a hazy monument-shaped shadow.

"Converging the remnant souls is a new direction, and it is also an opportunity for you. You must seize this opportunity and use the advantages of your area..."

"Yes Yes!"

"You have to use your brain and use multiple sects to speed up the convergence of the remaining souls and take advantage of the opportunity to ferment..."

"Yes Yes."

After the shadow of the monument disappeared, the figure in black robe slowly stood up and frowned.

What does that mean?

Why do you say it's cloudy and foggy?

Afterwards, he paced back and forth in the empty space inside the tower. After walking a few times, the black-robed figure nodded, and then disappeared.

The black robe rushed out of Dian Cang Mountain and summoned a flying boat. As soon as he changed his robe on the flying boat, he transformed from darkness into a sunny middle-aged male cultivator, with high bun and sideburns like swords.

Later, a small spiritual ship was summoned to replace it, and it traveled across the mountains and fields, and came to a blessed land with mountains and rivers alternately, and extremely abundant spiritual energy.

"Meet the Sect Master."

"Meet the Sect Master."

Outside the spiritual land, a monk patrolled the sky with a magic weapon and saluted the spiritual ship from a long distance away.

In the distance, surrounded by clouds and mist, there is a tall and majestic mountain gate with the words "Yunlan Sect" written on it.

……

Outside Yunlan Sect.

Shen Lian looked at this blessed land full of spiritual energy, but he didn't feel any surprise. It was normal for business people to wear a few skins these days.

He didn't find anything strange about the stronghold in Diancang Mountain. It was more like a large gathering point for residual souls.

But this helmsman is a bit interesting. He is actually the head of a righteous sect, and he has the same Taoist name as one of his old friends.

After returning to the sect, Master Yunlan first took care of the general affairs within the sect, and then announced that he needed to take a small retreat because of some insights he had while out.

It is perfectly normal for monks to go into seclusion.

But if you are in retreat, just retreat. What do you mean by retreating with your front legs and quietly coming out from the small door in the back mountain with your back legs?

Seeing Master Yunlan sneaking out from the back mountain, Shen Lian almost didn't want to follow him anymore. He was thinking about whether to just take down the soul searcher. Maybe the souls of these people were not imprisoned.

……

Hefeng City.

A small city with only a thousand minor monks, a mixture of immortals and mortals, was depleted of spiritual energy, and the highest one was a low-level small foundation.

Master Yunlan changed his appearance into an old man and entered a private room of a restaurant in the city.

After half a day.

In the box, there was another middle-aged monk.

"What about things?"

After the middle-aged monk came in, he asked for it without any courtesy.

Sect Master Yunlan took out a jade box in his hand, and casually placed a seal in the box before opening the jade box.

The jade box just opened a gap, revealing the rich essence of blood.

'Click' Sect Master Yunlan closed the jade box again, "I can give you the things, but..."

The middle-aged monk bared his teeth and smiled, "Isn't it just to let the little brats in the sect go out to practice more recently? What a big deal."

"Is that not enough?"

Sect Leader Yunlan shook his head.

The middle-aged monk frowned, "How big do you want it to be?"

"Without Shang Zong's order, it's okay for us to make a small fuss, but if the fuss gets too big, the Thousand Refiners Sect won't be able to answer to the Rakshasa Valley, and we will be the unlucky ones."

Sect Leader Yunlan said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Lin, we are all from Rakshasa Valley.

They once advanced to the inner sect together, and now they are the master of the same sect. They broke bones and connected tendons with Rakshasa Valley. As long as it is not too much, Rakshasa Valley will not care.

Besides, Thousand Refiners Sect is nothing, what do you think? "

With that said, Sect Master Yunlan took out another jade box and stacked it on top of the jade box just now.

"Two boxes of flesh and blood essence."

"Three boxes of flesh and blood essence."

"We are all senior fellow apprentices, so it's no secret." The middle-aged monk chuckled, "However, we have agreed that you can't touch the inner disciples of our Blood Raising Sect, and the rest can be anything you want."

"I, the Yunlan Sect, also have a few disciples who cannot move." The leader of the Yunlan Sect also showed the same expression.

After collecting three jade boxes, the blood-nurturing sect leader bared his teeth and asked, "Would you like to bring in a few other brothers and let us do some activities together?"

……

In the corner of the box, Shen Lian quietly looked at the figures communicating in front of him.

It really opened his eyes.

The devil's path is the devil's path, and the righteous path is the righteous path, but in this area, the good and the devil are the same family.

Oh shit.

Wiping your ass with a gauze skirt, really for him...

(End of this chapter)