It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 188 Re-entering the Tribulation Realm
  "Those people just now seemed to be from Qingshitan Sanshan?"

The Jasper Yuan Toad's eyes were solemn, and he quickly swallowed the Chihu Whip into the bag in his throat.

The Chi Tiger Whip is the foundation of the alien species, the Golden-Eyed Chi Tiger.

It is huge, as thick as an adult's arm, and has animal patterns similar to spiral patterns on its surface.

"I wonder if this strand of alien blood can allow me to open another five internal organs. Heart Toad, Lung Palace, the next one, could it be related to the kidneys?"

While thinking about it, Jasper Yuan Chan headed all the way towards the Gou Mang Tribulation Domain.

The three mountains of Qingshitan are approaching fiercely, and they are determined to win, but Biyu Yuanchan has been silently "attacking" for the past few years and has taken the lead.

It had a premonition that this time, it might be the end.

In the distance, there is a deep silence, and the waveless shadow of the ancient well suddenly appears among the coral groups.

The Jasper Yuan Chan swam by casually and touched it lightly.

Thunder on the ground.

All kinds of familiar noisy and trivial sounds like a revolving door rang in my ears.

The three visions of Jasper Yuan Chan, Sansui Plantain, and the true self fell into darkness one after another.

Li Qinglin entered the Goumang Tribulation Domain again.

"Master, we will arrive in Luoshui County in three days."

"Brother Wu, what should we do next?"

"Yundu Leifeng is dedicated to Luoshui County's destiny for the next six hundred years. The ones who have the greatest impact are warriors like us. This operation will be successful if it doesn't succeed!"

A rustling voice of inquiry came to my ears.

Li Qinglin suddenly came to his senses and saw more than 20 warriors riding or standing in front of him.

The mountains in the distance are covered with dark blue, and the empty valleys are quiet.

The sound of horseshoes and iron bits could be heard from the official road.

And at the feet, there is a gurgling stream, as clear as a mirror.

Li Qinglin subconsciously raised his head, and his face was reflected in the water.

He has a gloomy temperament, carries a long sword on his back, and has an unruly air between his brows.

A body of martial arts energy and blood condensed into essence.

Seeing this, Li Qinglin was immediately in disbelief.

"In this look, I have become Wu Yong, the founder of the Martial Fish Dragon Sect, the Martial Ancestor?"

……

The night was dark, with stars twinkling all over the sky. Starlight shone through the unmelted snow, illuminating the entire Luoshui County.

No one knows why six hundred years ago, Luoshui County was just a barren land with no swamps and rivers, but why it was so unpredictable that it was named "Luoshui".

Even history books and local county annals only contain a few records.

"This, this is..."

In the night breeze, an exclamation came from the simple inn outside Luoshui County.

Fan Shang turned over and sat up. The various broken memories in his mind gradually became clearer. He immediately stabilized his mind and guessed that he had entered the Goumang Tribulation Realm.

"The warrior who succeeded the martial fish dragon gate..."

"Yungu Leifeng lifts the clouds to disarm the troops in the dojo..."

"The purpose of our trip is to destroy the dojo?"

Even though he had vaguely known that this Tribulation Territory was extremely extraordinary, Fan Shang was still shocked.

Perhaps because of his transformation from martial arts to immortality, he occupies an identity in the Tribulation Domain as the next spiritual cultivator of the Wu Yu Long Sect.

"What's the fuss about?"

From another bed in the inn, the angry voice of the warrior who had been awakened came.

"I've been driving all night for five days. I finally took a break. What's the fuss about?"

Fan Shang immediately lowered his breathing and said nothing more.

He quietly got up and opened the window. Through the starlight and snow, he could vaguely see the outside world, the rugged and narrow official road. All this told him that he had really entered the realm of calamity and arrived six hundred years ago. , the Three Mountains of Qingshitan had not yet been established, Luoshui County was still a small place, the era when Wuyulongmen had not yet fallen apart, and Wuzu had left.

"After the Martial Fish Dragon Gate, let's put it this way, Martial Ancestor Wu Yong is still alive, even..."

Suddenly, Fan Shang thought of something, and he was so excited that he looked at a separate dormitory in the inn with trembling eyes.

That's Martial Ancestor Wu Yong!
  He has been the leader of contemporary martial arts for hundreds of years, created the Origin of Dharma, and has a variety of martial arts secret techniques. He is undefeated against the Jindan Master. Many intermediate and inferior martial arts in later generations have been influenced by him.

Some people in later generations speculated that if Wu Yong, the ancestor of martial arts, had not been stabbed in the back by his close brothers and lived another thirty years, his Yuanying martial arts might be the first superior martial arts in the world!
  Looking at tens of thousands of years from ancient times to the present, and many dynasties have changed, after the immortals taught martial arts, this man can be regarded as one of the most brilliant figures in martial arts.

Fan Shang's heart was surging, and he wished he could break into the dormitory immediately and perform three obeisances and nine kowtows.

suddenly,

In the night inn, there was noisy movement, accompanied by the crisp sound of weapons striking each other.

Then the entire sleeping station woke up, and all the warriors stood up.

Fan Shang also opened the door and rushed to the source of the noise with the group of warriors.

The mountain wind was blowing in my face, the post station was not far from the official road, and there was pale snow under the dim moonlight.

It was the middle of winter, when the weather was cold and the ground was freezing, but the warriors, who were wearing thin clothes, seemed to be unaware. Their strong Qi and blood caused the snow to dissipate, as if they were in the scorching heat.

Fan Shang mingled among them, looking at everything around him, curious and excited.

When they came to a flat area, Fan Shang saw several people at war with each other.

Two warriors on patrol at night worked together to block a thin man.

"Ma Qian! The sect leader has repeatedly given orders not to leave the camp without permission. It's so late, where are you going?!"

"Come back with me to see the sect master!"

In Fan Shang's eyes, this man named Ma Qian was extremely strange.

He had clearly been captured, but his face was as calm as a pool, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Detached and aloof.

Looking down at the warriors present was like looking at a swarm of ants.

It was this man's gaze that stung many warriors present.

Many people suddenly started pushing and getting angry.

Seeing this, Fan Shang's heart moved.

"Isn't this person, like me, also a pioneer in exploring the Tribulation Territory?"

In this exploration of the Tribulation Territory, the three foundation-building overhauls may not enter.

Those who come in are basically trustworthy juniors.

From the perspective of the Cha family, the Xu family, and the Tingyu Jianzhuang family, the exploration of the Goumang Tribulation Territory is not a one-day effort, but will probably last for a long time, or even take several generations.

Therefore, we first send our juniors to find out the situation in the Tribulation Territory, and then we can slowly figure it out.

It's a pity that these pioneers, occupying the status of predecessors, no longer know each other.

Unless you take the initiative to contact and verify your identity.

But entering the Tribulation Realm, in a sense, breaks the shackles of the beast in the heart, and is no longer bound by the sect, human relations, and family.

Few people dare to take the initiative to expose their identity.

So at this moment, Fan Shang silently hid in the crowd and didn't say much.

"The door master has arrived."

"The door master is here!"

Suddenly, a rustling sound came.

The crowd retreated to both sides.

Fan Shang opened his eyes wide. The sky was slightly dark, except for the bean-like oil lamps swaying in the inn.

Through the light, Fan Shang saw the person coming.

It is exactly the same as the portrait of Wu Zu that I saw in reality!
  Fan Shang suddenly showed excitement.

(End of this chapter)