After cultivating immortality, she devoted herself to becoming an ancestor

Chapter 20 Looking at the Stars

As expected, Shen Suiren's journey back to the foot of the mountain was smooth, because the place she was going to was desolate and the monsters were not interested in making a nest there.

As for the monks, they wish to be as far away from the spiritualless and spiritually poor areas as possible.

She used the soul-seeking techniques she had learned to open her third eye between her eyebrows. After circling the mountain several times, she finally found a clue and chose a position to set up the formation.

The moment the Xiao Luoxian formation plate was buried, he took out more formation flags than before, and flew like butterflies to each calculated formation point to insert flags and bury spirit stones.

The benefits of rebirth were clearly evident at this moment. Her hands were making hand gestures and her steps were so fast that they left afterimages.

In front of the pool, several little demon kings were dazzled. Wu Wu just exclaimed "how fast" when Shen Suiren had already activated the core of the formation.

Buzz

Auras flashed everywhere and the formation began.

Shen Suiren's figure could be seen disappearing with the naked eye after the light of the formation disappeared.

After a while, the little fox king Tu Shanluan returned to the mountain. He first waved away the scene of other cultivators and monsters fighting for treasures, and turned to Shen Suiren.

Then, from the foot of the mountain to the top, she didn't see a single person: "Hey, she hasn't reached the mine yet?"

"We're here. We've set up a formation where she dug the hole, completely integrated with the mountain." No matter how insightful the double-headed bird's eyes were, it couldn't see through the reflection on the water that the human cultivator had already activated the formation.

“Yeah, she set up the formation so quickly, it happened in the blink of an eye.

Ah Luan, we can really ask her to help lift the ban." Wu Wu didn't understand formations, and was particularly impressed by Shen Suiren, who was good at them.

Tushan Luan shook her head like a rattle, "Her cultivation is too low, and she is cunning.

Don't seal us in here without removing the restriction."

"Let's find someone else." The Scarlet Snake Demon King was shaking the two small black bags on his head.

It twisted its body and tried to get closer to the lion king to keep warm, but it was a snake and was afraid of the cold.

Helplessly, the latter swept its tail and blasted it away without mercy, "Si Shi, if you provoke me again, I will spit fire at you.

And you, don't just focus on one or two, there are definitely quite a few cultivators who can use formations."

Tu Shanluan objected: "No, in my inherited memories, most cultivators use ready-made formation plates, but there are very few Grandmasters who truly understand how to carve and set up formations."

Huo Huo saw that she was only capable of bullying others and became annoyed for a moment: "Then why don't you let the formation master into the secret realm!"

"Are you stupid? Most of the great masters of the human race have reached the Nascent Soul stage and the God Transformation stage, which is equivalent to the eighth or ninth level of the demon race. Are we going to let them in for us to collect their bodies?" Tu Shanluan was a little annoyed. It was not her decision alone to choose low-level cultivators to come in.

"Tu Shanluan, don't always think that you are the only smart one." Huo Huo suddenly stood up, and glared at her with his much bigger body than her.

How could Tushan Luan let its momentum overwhelm her? She flew over its head and stared at it.

The two demons argued with each other for a few words, and soon started fighting again.

Chongming and Sishi looked at each other in silence, while Wuwu quietly retreated into his shell and hid. The bustle and silence in the mountain formed a sharp contrast.

As night falls in the secret realm, it becomes dead silent everywhere. The monks either form teams to defend against the monsters that may appear at any time.

Either they would go out alone to find a place to check what they had gained that day, or Shen Suiren would completely disregard the time and dig bit by bit along the right vein.

In fact, the path she was looking for was originally an abandoned mine tunnel, but no one had maintained it for many years, and some sections had collapsed.

But this was enough to show that she had found the right direction, so Shen Suiren dug even harder and temporarily put the soil into a storage bag the size of three rooms.

Because she was so focused, she didn't pay attention to any of the communication talismans knocking on the formation outside. Over there, whether it was Jue Xing, who was tired of picking spiritual fruits, or Yao Niaoniao, who was reluctant to stop digging eighth-level lotus roots, neither of them received the communication talismans she sent earlier.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. The three little ones are all hardworking people.

But Gongsun Lexun, the senior sister, was extremely anxious because she couldn't contact her junior sister Suichu, who had most of the longevity fruits.

She was very worried that her junior sister would be exposed and besieged by someone. You know, except for the monsters in the entire secret realm, her cultivation level was the lowest.

"Fellow Daoist Gongsun, what's wrong with you?" The monks in the team saw that she was not meditating or sleeping, but walking back and forth at the gate of the formation, so they naturally had to ask her.

Gongsun Lexun would never let outsiders know the truth about Suichu. "No, I just saw that many fellow Taoists received the message and came to join us, but some of my fellow disciples hadn't arrived yet, so I was worried about them."

The monk consoled him warmly, "Daoyou Yunchuan and his group have also gathered quite a few people, so they might be with them.

I heard that your sect's fellow Daoist Jiang Xiaoye is traveling with disciples from the Great Buddha Temple, and we'll probably meet tomorrow morning."

Originally, the cultivators would rather look for opportunities individually, but unfortunately, many of their fellow disciples had lower cultivation levels, and they suffered multiple casualties from the Demon Sect in just one day, so they had to unite as a group.

You know me, I know him, and he is familiar with her. Once the message is sent out, more and more people gather together.

"I hope so." Gongsun Lexun didn't hold out much hope, as daytime was also the time when monsters were most active.

She couldn't stand there any longer, so she chatted for a few minutes and went back to her fellow apprentices.

Looking up at the stars above, Gongsun Lexun recalled the words of Elder Lei Dun before he set out: "Lexun, among the new disciples, you should pay more attention to the beginning of the year.

The situation in the secret realm is unclear, so try to keep an eye on it."

She remembered that she had asked Elder Lei with a smile whether he was going to accept a founding disciple. He did not answer, but glanced at where Elder Cen Che was.

Little did she know that at the same time, True Lord Cen Che and other Nascent Soul cultivators were all standing in front of the closed light gate, watching the stars.

"Cen Che, I've been thinking back to the moment when the secret realm opened up. There was clearly the aura of a powerful demon." Master Xi Yu of Taiyi Sect looked towards the light gate again.

Cen Che shook his head, "It doesn't count. It's hard to reach the tenth level to reach the secret realm of the Taiyuan Realm."

In today's world of immortal cultivation, even the incarnation cultivators cannot stay here because the pressure is too low.

Luo Heng Zhenjun of the Shura Sect disagreed: "An eighth-level monster is considered a great monster. Apart from anything else, the rich spiritual energy and high-level medicinal fragrance in the secret realm are enough to raise a few monster kings."

After a pause, he glanced at the several Yuanying around him, "No need for many, just one little finger can kill them all..."

Before he could finish his words, a long sword with fire power came slashing towards him.

He drew his sword and held it against her: "Chixin, do you want to start a war between Taoism and Demon?"

"You stinky mouth! This True Lord is just teaching you to behave like a human being. What does it have to do with Daomo? You have such a big nerve!" As soon as the True Lord Chixin finished speaking, he used his long sword to pierce the opponent's face. His disciple Nie Chengzhang was inside.

Dangdang

Swords clashed, sparks flew
None of the Yuanying masters nearby spoke to persuade them, but the Jindan cultivators in the distance were extremely nervous. Why did they suddenly start fighting?

The foundation-building monks living on the ship rushed onto the deck faster than the other to watch. When they saw that it was the elders of the Xuanjian Sect and the Shura Sect fighting each other, the Taoist and Demonic disciples instantly separated.

Lei Dun ordered his disciples not to disembark, then sent a telepathic message asking only two words: "Uncle Master?"

"Nothing." Cen Che replied very simply.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators fought more and more fiercely, and in a moment they were flying into the air.

As the fire spiritual power and the gold spiritual power collided with each other, creating a larger spiritual energy vortex, and it uncontrollably crashed into the light gate.