Begin the path of immortality from mortals

"A replica of the Sky-viewing Mirror? According to what the female cultivator from the Sea King Clan had said before, this Xuantian sacred artifact can actually sense the Xuantian treasures in our bodies? This function is quite strange!"

When Lan Guipo heard Wen Qing say the name of the magic mirror in his hand, she seemed to have thought of something and asked with some confusion.

Naturally, she also checked the Chaos List of All Spirits in the Spirit World.

Not to mention the less than 100 Xuantian treasures, even the remaining Xuantian treasures only numbered about 200. As for the Xuantian sacred artifacts, there were no more than 300.

In her hand, she holds a sacred ghost artifact, the "Xuanyin Pan".

She had seen the three-colored mountain of Xuantian remnant treasure driven by Wen Qing before when she was breaking certain restrictions.

As a result, the treasures that the two of them had refined and nurtured in their dantian were actually sensed by someone else at a close distance using another Xuantian sacred artifact without making any sound, which naturally surprised her greatly.

Obviously, if they hadn't communicated with each other, they wouldn't have known about this.

Therefore, Lan Guipo was also extremely curious about the function of this Xuantian sacred weapon of the Sea King family.

If this imitation has such functions, then the real Xuantian treasure, the Guantian Mirror, is probably even more powerful.

"According to this woman's memory, this Xuantian sacred artifact can indeed sense the existence of Xuantian treasures within a certain range, regardless of whether the treasure has been refined or not. This ability is indeed a bit strange."

Wen Qing also nodded and said, "The Sea King Clan probably wants to use this holy artifact to find the Xuantian treasure in Guanghan Realm... As for the true ability of the Xuantian treasure Guantian Mirror, this woman is not clear, but it is probably quite extraordinary."

The Sea King Clan offered two true spirits and apparently gave away two Xuantian treasures.

According to the information she got from Lu Tiandu, these two Xuantian treasures are the Immortal Binding Rope ranked eighth on the Chaos All-Spirits List and the Flying Hairpin ranked seventy-first.

It is rumored that the Sea King Clan's treasure is also a mysterious treasure, which is said to be the 36th ranked Guantian Mirror.

Judging from the action of this female cultivator from the Sea King clan who brought a replica of the Sky-Viewing Mirror into the world to search for the Xuantian treasure, Wen Qing seemed to have somewhat confirmed the truth of the rumor.

"I'll tell my husband about this later!"

After this thought flashed through his mind, Wen Qing said:
"Let's go, let's first check out the opportunities here... According to the map in our hands, this place is not far from the secret cave engraved with 'Spirit Refining Technique'. After collecting the opportunities here, we will go and see this secret technique of the immortal world!"

"Okay, I am also quite curious about this famous secret technique!"

While Lan Guipo nodded in agreement, she quickly packed up all the treasures left behind by the sea king monks with Ming Baoer and Jin Zhuer.

After just a moment, the four of them set up a warning ban outside and entered the palace complex.

Time flies, and several days later.

Above a lush mountain range in the Guanghan Realm, a light suddenly flashed, and three strange and unusual blue chariots, carrying blue arcs of electricity, shot over from a distance.

After just a few flashes, the three green chariots flashed to the front and stopped in an orderly manner at a height of more than a hundred feet somewhere in the mountains.

Only then could one see the true appearance of these chariots. Three of the chariots were of ancient style with exquisite patterns. Under the flashing green light, green runes of varying sizes were flickering on the surface of the chariots.

In front of the chariot, there were two buffalo-like monsters wearing green armor, with huge eyeballs that were as red as blood, and puffs of green smoke spewed out of their nostrils from time to time.

After the green smoke dissipated, the temperature of the surrounding area suddenly rose, giving people a strange feeling of burning.

On the three chariots, there were two short figures and a tall puppet that was also wrapped tightly in green armor.

This puppet was at least two meters tall, with a knife on its waist and two silver pistols stuck behind its back.

Each of his hands held a rein that led directly to a buffalo-like monster, and his eyes, revealed through the green mask, flashed a strange red light.

As for the short figures on the car, they were also wearing armor and each carried a huge Dharma wheel that shone with cold light, but their faces were covered with gray spots and their fangs were exposed, making them look extremely ugly.

If there were someone who was familiar with the various tribes in the eastern part of Leiming, he would naturally be able to tell at a glance that these short monks were the Black Confucian monks from the western part of Tianyun.

The Black Confucian Clan was also a large clan on the Thunder Continent, but the people of this clan were not good at flying. When fighting with others, they could only rely on the various flying cars made by the clan.

Therefore, most of the combat power of these Black Confucian monks is on chariots.

Among these six Black Confucian cultivators, judging by their aura, two of them have already advanced to the early stage of fusion.

Now the six Black Confucian monks in the car stopped here, looking down at the mountains below from a high vantage point, and discussing something in a low voice from time to time.

"According to the information collected by the clan, there is a secret cave in this mountain range. It seems to record a spiritual secret technique called 'Spirit Refining Technique'. However, this secret technique seems to be divided into several parts, and the restrictions outside are not easy to break. Now that two of us have advanced to the Saint Clan, plus the chariots and puppets in our hands, we can give it a try."

"Fellow Daoist Luo is right. If we can bring back this secret technique this time, it will be a great achievement for our clan!"

Another Black Confucian cultivator of the combined level, dressed in a black robe, nodded in agreement.

After a while, the six people finished their discussion, and one of them raised his hand, and suddenly an ancient black and white mirror emerged from his hand. He gently threw it and it floated above his head.

The ancient mirror spun around, and a gray halo rose from the mirror and spread to somewhere in the mountains.

After a moment, an extremely clear picture appeared above the head of the Black Confucian monk.

After observing the scene for a while, the six Black Confucian monks seemed to have confirmed something, and with a look of surprise on their faces, they were about to drive their chariots to land somewhere.

But at this moment, suddenly a huge thunder sounded from somewhere in the mountains, and four streams of light shot towards the three chariots of the Black Confucian monks.

"Oh no! It seems that the Rong Clan monks have already arrived here!"

The consciousness swept over the four streams of light, and the face of the Black Confucian Clan's initial stage cultivator surnamed Luo changed, "Should we take a step back for now?"

Obviously, the Black Confucian monks are very familiar with their close neighbor, the Rong tribe.

"I'm afraid we can't leave easily now if we want to!"

Another Black Confucian cultivator who was in the early stage of fusion seemed to have discovered something. His face changed and a black light flashed around him. He said quickly:

"Get ready to fight!"

At this moment, four streams of light dimmed not far from the three chariots of the Black Confucian Clan, revealing four chariots.

Then, the four chariots made a buzzing sound and then converged on the same chariot. As a result, the light shone brightly, and a strange chariot several times the size of the previous one emerged.

The chariot was more than ten feet long and diamond-shaped, and at the front of the chariot there was a monster head that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and like a python but not a python. The moment the giant chariot appeared, colorful lights flashed around it, and two pairs of slender wings like dragonflies emerged.

"I was wondering who it was? It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Luo and Fellow Daoist Qing from the Black Confucian Clan. I didn't expect that the two Daoists also advanced to the Saint Clan. I, Ke, would like to congratulate the two of you!"

At this time, a faint voice came from the green diamond-shaped chariot.

"Ke Jing? I didn't expect you to advance to the Saint Clan. I wonder why you stopped us?"

After seeing clearly the face of the person who was speaking in the diamond-shaped chariot, the cultivator named Luo from the Black Confucian Clan frowned slightly.

At this moment, there were four figures covered in green light standing on the chariot. They looked like humans at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they were completely different.

Not only is its body covered with emerald green bristles, its head also looks as ferocious as a jackal, making people feel chilled at the first sight!
They were from the Rong Clan. Moreover, what made the Black Confucian Clan cultivators feel uneasy was that the four Rong Clan members who came to intercept them were all from the first level of the Saint Clan.

Obviously, many Rong cultivators have gathered in this Guanghan Realm ruins at this moment.

Thinking that these Rong cultivators were determined to obtain the immortal secrets here and might keep them here to prevent the news from leaking out, the six Heiru cultivators felt a sinking feeling in their hearts and became secretly on guard.

"We are trying to stop you fellow Taoists? Aren't the six of you trying to seize the ruins discovered by our Rong people?"

The cultivator named Ke Jing, who was the leader of the Rong tribe, smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo is really good at confusing right and wrong! But since you are here, why don't you stay for a while!"

As he spoke, the young man from the Rong tribe suddenly stepped on the flying car. The diamond-shaped flying car made a buzzing sound, and the monster head in front of the flying car suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a thick golden beam of light that shot towards one of the chariots of the Black Ru tribe...

At the same time, the other three Rong clan monks flew into the air, and several spiritual treasures turned into streams of light and attacked the other two chariots...

After a moment, the battle was over.

All six cultivators of the Black Confucian Clan died, but one cultivator of the Rong Clan was also injured in the battle.

"Humph, these Black Confucian people actually dared to plot against the mystical arts that we have worked so hard to obtain. They are really courting death!"

A holy Rong monk who was collecting the relics left behind by the Black Ru monks sneered.

"Not counting this group of Black Confucian monks, we have previously killed three waves of monks including Tianyun. It seems that there are quite a few monks coming to explore this ruins this time... Now that we have collected a few more Guanghan Orders, it will be much easier to break the restrictions below!"

The monk named Ke smiled and said.

It was only after they broke through the first few restrictions that they realized that they would need the Guanghan Order to break through the subsequent restrictions.

Therefore, collecting the Guanghan Order is one of the reasons why the four holy monks of their Rong tribe came out together to kill these black Confucian monks.

But after a few breaths, just as the four of them cleaned up the battlefield and were about to return to the mountains below with smiles on their faces, the cultivator named Ke took a look with his spiritual sense and said in a cold voice:
"I didn't expect that another wave of monks would arrive so soon? But what tribe are these monks from? Why haven't I seen them before?"

As his spiritual sense swept over the rapidly approaching flying boat, the cultivator named Ke spoke with some doubt in his voice.

"It seems that they are not my Thunder Clan monks... two Saint Clan first-level monks and two Upper Clan ninth-level monks? We just fought a big battle and consumed a lot of mana. Why don't we use a little trick to trick these four people into the cave below, and then surround and kill them together?"

A Rong monk with a leopard head said with a turn of his eyes.

In fact, they used this strategy to kill the cultivators of the Tianyun clan before.

"can."

After more than ten breaths, the flying boat slowed down not far from the four people of the Rong tribe. Just when the cultivator named Ke bowed slightly and was about to say something.

On the flying boat opposite, the blue ghost woman smiled coldly, and with a big hand, a sinister green hand dozens of feet long grabbed the four people of the Rong tribe.

"What? A third-level monk from the Saint Clan? How is this possible?"

The moment Lan Gui Po attacked, the aura around her could no longer be concealed. Therefore, when these Rong Clan monks sensed the spiritual pressure from the third-level Saint Clan monk, their faces changed wildly.

Although it was still unclear how the monks of the Saint Clan and other levels entered the Guanghan Realm, at this critical moment of life and death, they did not have time to think too much.

Unfortunately, what they didn’t know was that while they were besieging the Black Confucian monks, Wen Qing and the other four girls were watching the show in the void 30,000 miles away from them.

And how could their plan to ambush the four women just now escape the spiritual detection of Wen Qing and Lan Guipo?
This battle ended faster than the previous battle between the Rong monks and the Heiru monks.

"We used up four Guanghan Orders to break some special restrictions before, but we didn't expect to get three more this time. This way, we should have enough Guanghan Orders to break the last part of the restrictions of the Soul Refining Technique!"

Wen Qing smiled slightly as he looked at the three Guanghan Orders that he had found from the storage bracelets of the four Rong people.

At first, Lu Tiandu gave them six Guanghan Orders. They got two more by killing alien monks on the way. After deducting the four they consumed, they still had four left.

This time, they obtained three more Guanghan Orders from the Rong and Heiru cultivators, and the number of Guanghan Orders in their hands suddenly increased to seven.

Not many people know the secret that the restrictions in certain special areas of the Guanghan Realm can only be broken with the help of the Guanghan Order. However, whether it is Lu Tiandu's understanding of the original plot or the information he got from Taoist Qizhe, he is naturally very familiar with it.

Of course, if a cultivator of the Mahayana level were to take action, the power of this restriction would not last long.

Wen Qing had just searched the soul of the Rong cultivator and knew the current progress of the Rong cultivator very clearly. Without hesitation, the four of them gathered their spoils and the flying boat disappeared somewhere in the mountains below in a flash.

Soon the four of them arrived at a canyon, put away the flying boat, and looked towards a stone wall on one side of the canyon.

This stone wall is light yellow in color, with several cracks on the surface, and looks very ordinary.

However, from a certain strange angle, these stone patterns formed a picture of the Big Dipper. The next moment, the four figures moved and disappeared into the stone wall...

the other side.

Lu Tiandu's escape light faded, and he had already arrived at a void somewhere above a vast mountain range in the central part of the country.

This time, given the previous example of the Jiaochi cultivators sneaking into the depths of the mountains to set up an array in advance, Lu Tiandu was not in a hurry to release his clone and the two women, Mingluo, to break the ban together.

Instead, he released a huge spiritual sense to search the mountains in this area.

In just a moment, he discovered some warning restrictions left by the monks of the Jiaochi tribe.

"It seems that the Jiaochi tribe has also begun to set up their formation deep in the central mountain range. In this case, I will go down and grab the second small Mi Tian Bell first!"

The next moment, Lu Tiandu moved and used the earth escape technique to go deep into the mountains.

More than ten breaths later, Lu Tiandu returned to his original position again, turning into a giant hundreds of feet tall, and punched towards somewhere in the void.

With a loud "boom", the void trembled, and a yellow light curtain spanning hundreds of miles appeared out of thin air.

Deep in the yellow light curtain, a giant five-colored banner that is a thousand feet high stands in the void.

As the giant five-colored banner swayed gently, strands of yellow crystal threads spread out in the air, densely covering the entire sky.

Just when Lu Tiandu released his two Mahayana clones and joined forces with Mingluo and Chu Hui to break the ban again, in a mysterious attic full of heavy restrictions somewhere in the Jiaochi tribe far away in the spiritual world.

When the three Mahayana monks of the Jiaochi tribe, the white-robed old man Shixin Daoren, the beautiful middle-aged woman Madam Ming and the blue-robed middle-aged monk Yueqing Jushi, once again received information about the mass deaths of their tribesmen who had entered the Guanghan Realm with special purposes in a short period of time, their hearts sank and they felt something was wrong.

And when they confirmed that the second spirit of the Mi Tian Bell had not returned, and that they could not sense the spirit when they drove the Mi Tian Bell again, the three of them's faces turned extremely pale in an instant.

"What happened? Why was Luo Xun's team wiped out in just over a month?"

Madam Ming's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she had an expression of doubt and uncertainty:

"All the surviving monks from both teams have perished, the two Xuantian sacred artifacts are missing, and all the bell spirits are lost. What kind of trouble has happened that we never expected?"

"The loss of one bell spirit may be due to the forbidden power of Guanghan Realm. The second bell spirit also disappeared after these cultivators died. If it is still Guanghan Realm's problem, I absolutely don't believe it..."

"Who? Who is targeting my people?" (End of this chapter)