Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 184 Ao Qing's True Punishment

Zhao Shuang did not go far, so the monkeys who killed the fat man of the Feiling tribe quickly found him.

"You are the one who destroyed the master's sacrifice?"

The monkey's ferocious appearance is intimidating, and its powerful aura is enough to make many flying spirit generals afraid.

But to Zhao Shuang, it was just a monkey from Mount Emei.

"Yes, it's me."

Zhao Shuang said with a faint smile.

After saying that, he flicked his finger, and a burst of thunder sounded, followed by a light golden arc of lightning shooting out.

With a "bang", the monkey was struck by lightning, its outside was burnt and its inside was tender, and it completely lost its perception.

Then Zhao Shuang disappeared, with no intention of continuing the attack.

This time, he used a spirit boat and planned to have a good chat with some young ladies from the Feiling tribe.

After all, this is a rare opportunity and should not be easily let go.

The monkey, which was hit by the evil-repelling divine thunder and was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, soon woke up, its pupils filled with horror.

"Exorcist Divine Thunder, how is this possible? I must inform the master."

The ape said this and then disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in a dark and lightless area on the third layer of the abyss.

"What did you say? Divine Thunder to Repel Evil? Haha, I didn't expect that the Feiling Clan actually has someone who can do that. Not bad, really good. In this case, we must not let him go."

Then, a woman's surprised voice was heard.

……

At the same time, in a large canyon on the first level closest to the Gate of the Abyss, seven or eight members of the Chirong tribe were flying forward cautiously.

The leader of the team was naturally Zhu Yinzi. Although he was seriously injured by Zhao Shuang, he had already recovered thanks to the Chirong tribe's tireless treatment.

Naturally, he couldn't miss this Diyuan Trial. Otherwise, the future position of the Holy Lord of the Chirong Clan would have nothing to do with him, Zhu Yinzi.

As for three hundred years later, he would most likely have broken through to the level of Fei Ling Shuai, and would no longer be eligible to participate.

He couldn't possibly waste three hundred years waiting for the next Diyuan Trial. Who knew what kind of accidents might happen? Not to mention, he had to join forces with other Feiling tribes to eliminate Zhao Shuang, the great threat.

Otherwise, if the Tianpeng tribe passed the assessment, then the Chirong tribe's plan to dismantle and annex the Tianpeng tribe would fail.

It would take at least hundreds or even thousands of years to delay his advancement, especially with Zhao Shuang still so powerful. If Zhao Shuang became the true Holy Son of the Tianpeng Clan, then the unlucky ones who would advance to the Saint level in the future would most likely be the Chirong Clan.

Their Chirong tribe is not the Qiyue tribe, and they don’t have a Mahayana ancestor in charge.

Therefore, they must follow the rules. If they break the rules, the Chirong tribe will be in trouble.

However, this time, it's not just the Chirong Clan who wants to prevent the Tianpeng Clan from passing the Diyuan Trial. Other Feiling Clan members also have it. He has already contacted them all, and will take action as soon as they complete the trial to avoid any accidents.

Compared to Zhao Shuang, completing the Diyuan Trial is more important.

After all, this is related to whether they can become the holy leaders of various races in the future, which is far inferior to what Zhao Shuang can compare with.

As we went deeper, the front became darker and darker, without any light at all, as if it led straight to the underworld.

However, at this time, the eyes of the Chirong people flashed with an astonishing red light, which could be seen even in the darkness, so they were all extremely calm.

Not long after, a strange cry was heard in the darkness, and then a large group of black things swarmed out. They were actually a group of strange bats the size of large birds with purple-red eyes. They made strange squeaking sounds and pounced on the Chirong tribe.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yinzi, who was at the front, had a blank expression on his face, and then the wings behind him suddenly fluttered.

Suddenly, countless feathers shot out and covered the front.

A red light flashed, and the feathers turned into countless flaming arrows, piercing through the group of bats in a flash.

"Rumble"

Then, there was a series of crackling explosions, and then, all the bats turned into fireballs, falling vertically like meteors, without exception.

The Chirong tribe did not change at all, continued to move forward, and disappeared into the darkness.

As long as they fly along this canyon, they will be able to reach the second level of the abyss after a day and a night.

……

This was a scarlet land, and a huge black shadow flew past in panic.

Then, where the black shadow flew over, a flash of spiritual light was seen, and then more than ten balls of spiritual light of various colors emerged and flew towards this side.

The wings on the backs of these people are different, but they all have black tattoos on their faces. They are the Qiyue people, who are known as the first branch of the Feiling tribe.

The one flying at the edge was Ao Qing, the girl who made Zhao Shuang feel really tortured.

Ao Qing stared at the black shadow fleeing in front of him, with a smile on his lips, and continued to chase it calmly.

"Senior Sister Ao Qing, this golden-toothed beast's escape direction is different from the second floor. Should we kill it right here to avoid any accidents?"

After flying for a while, a burly man asked.

"Haha, Golden Tooth Beasts rarely appear on the first floor. Now that we've encountered them, we must capture them immediately. Or do you think that if you follow me down to the next floor later, you won't be able to complete the trial."

Ao Qing said without any emotion without turning his head.

"No, I absolutely don't have such an idea. I'm just afraid that the Nether Flame Fruit will be found by people from other tribes first." Upon hearing this, the burly man from the Qiyue tribe was shocked and explained repeatedly.

After all, they knew very well how powerful Ao Qing was. Before Zhao Shuang appeared, Ao Qing was the number one among the seventy-two Feiling tribes.

"It doesn't matter, just snatch it from the other hands. What's more, there must be Kenming Flame Fruits in the fourth layer of the Earth Abyss. At most it will take a little more time to get to the next level." Ao Qing sneered and said nonchalantly.

Obviously, she had been to the fourth floor more than once.

Hearing this, the others didn't dare to say anything more and continued to help Ao Qing chase the Golden Tooth Beast.

……

At this time, in a pile of rocks, three Feiling people with blue wings on their backs and scales on their faces were surrounding a two-meter-tall dark monster with a deer head and a human body, and were attacking it non-stop.

This monster was surrounded by black energy and held a giant black fork in its hand. He fought against several holy sons of the Feiling clan alone, and was not at a disadvantage at all. Instead, he seemed to become more powerful as the fight went on.

The three holy sons of the Feiling clan who were besieging them kept complaining inwardly.

They had no idea why such a powerful monster appeared on the first floor.

But since they have met each other, they can only fight to the death, otherwise they will be the ones to die.
Compared to the unlucky others, most of the Feiling people successfully found the entrance to the second layer of the Diyuan and entered the second layer of the Diyuan. Zhao Shuang was no exception.
However, he didn’t meet any young lady from the Feiling tribe that he liked.

Just came to the second floor to take a look!
After all, some Feiling women were pretty, some were ugly, and he had no interest in the ugly ones. As soon as he entered the second floor, Zhao Shuang frowned and left immediately.

At the same time, in the belly of a small mountain deep in the abyss, Dixue, one of the four demon kings, was lying on a chair, looking at a mirror in front of him, and the content in the mirror was Zhao Shuang who had left.

"Interesting, it was able to discover my clay puppet. Its spiritual sense is really powerful. Isn't the ghost woman collecting creatures with strong spiritual sense? This kid is quite suitable. Just in exchange for a blood fish."

The Earth Blood Monster laughed.

After saying that, he shook his sleeves, took out crystal round beads one by one, and then emitted a red light.

The red light entered the bead and disappeared for a quarter of an hour before an old woman's voice was heard.

"Dixue, what do you want from me? Don't you know that I have something important to do, something that is related to the big plan we are planning?"

Her tone was full of dissatisfaction, and it was obvious that she didn't want to be disturbed.

And she is none other than the Ghostly Lady, one of the four great demon kings.

"It's been decades since our grand plan was put into action. Why can't we get in touch and have a chat?" The Earth Blood Monster said coldly.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me what's going on, or I'll stop using my secret technique." The ghost woman said impatiently with a cold tone.
"Nothing, I just want to know how the 8,000 Yinjia Xuangui needed in my plan are doing now." The old monster Dixue said with a smile.

"Haha, you don't know. Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" The ghost woman sneered.

"That being said, I still want to hear it from you in person." The old monster Dixue laughed loudly.

"Eight thousand Yin-armored Mysterious Ghosts aren't a big problem. As long as the six feet can provide sufficient Yin Spirit Qi, they can be cultivated. But the biggest problem is the eight Yin-armored Ghost Kings. Only the spirits of those with powerful spiritual thoughts can be successfully refined. And such rare materials are not so easy to find."

The ghost woman did not hide anything and said,
"Oh, how many have you refined so far?"

The old monster Dixue asked with great interest.

"Three! The success rate is really too low."

The ghost woman said in a slightly embarrassed tone.

After all, this ratio is too low, and she has no way to deal with it.

"It's true. It seems that it was right to contact you, fellow Taoist. I have found a top-quality material. Are you interested?" The old monster Dixue said with a smile.

"Hey, you old monster of the earth and blood, why are you interested in ghosts when you can quickly refine the puppets you need?" The ghost woman was slightly startled and said,
"I have no interest in your ghost stuff, but there is a member of the Feiling tribe with a very strong spiritual sense, who can actually sense the clone of my soul that I have placed on the clay puppet. I think it should be able to serve as the material for you to refine the Ghost King." The old monster Dixue said with confidence.

"Fei Ling people, it looks like it's time for another trial. Could it be that those old guys are distracted?"

The ghost woman became worried.

"Haha, no, it's just Fei Lingjiang, no trouble at all." The old monster Dixue said confidently.

"Spirit General level, that's good. However, being able to detect your spiritual thoughts shows that his spiritual awareness is indeed extraordinary. This gift is good. What do you want?" The ghost woman asked directly.

After all, she knew very well that Old Monster Xue would not give her a gift for no reason, there must be a purpose.

"Fellow Daoist is indeed direct and the conditions are not high. If it is the specific information I provided, one ten-thousand-year-old blood fish will be enough. But if I help you capture it and deliver it to your door personally, then I will give you two blood fish." The old monster Dixie smiled and said.

"You're dreaming! The Ten Thousand Year Blood Fish is such a valuable treasure, yet you want to exchange a mere ghost for two. I don't have the time to split myself into two bodies right now. In a word, send me your spirit and I'll give you a Ten Thousand Year Blood Fish. You're getting a great bargain."

The ghost woman said coldly.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you, fellow Daoist, in ten days at the latest," said the old monster Dixue with a strange laugh.

"What do Mu Qing and Liu Zu think about the Feiling Clan's trial of the Holy Son this time? Just like before, they were all wiped out."

The ghost woman said again.

"No need. We can't attract the attention of the Feiling tribe now. As long as they don't enter below the fourth floor, we can let them do whatever they want. I think fellow Taoist Mu Qing and Liu Zu also understand this matter." The old monster Dixue shook his head and said in a deep voice.

After all, with so many Holy Sons having perished, the Holy Lady Feiling Clan must be in great turmoil.

"Okay, whatever you say!"

After saying this, the ghost woman on the other side of the bead fell silent, and the bead immediately stopped rotating, and the red light on the surface disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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"Just a high-level spiritual general, three puppets are enough." The old monster Dixue shook his sleeves.

Then, with three "puff" sounds, three blood shadows flew out from the sleeves, flashed, and landed on the ground in front.

There were three blurry figures of different shapes, kneeling motionlessly on the ground, waiting for the Earth Blood Monster's orders.

At this moment, the old monster Dixue's eyes were shining with blood, and three blood threads shot out and directly sank into the three blurry blood shadows in front of him.

Then, three figures who had been bowing their heads raised their heads, and a strange green light flashed in their pupils.

"Go, kill those three people and bring back their spirits!" ordered the Earth Blood Monster.

Before he finished speaking, the three blood shadows turned into three blood rainbows and disappeared.

Seeing this, the old monster Dixue leaned back on the wooden chair contentedly and closed his eyes.

……

At the same time, Zhao Shuang, who entered the second floor, finally met the Chirong tribe.

"Oh, isn't this Fellow Daoist Zhu Yinzi? What a coincidence! Fellow Daoist is also looking for the Nether Flame Fruit! I wonder if you have any results?"

Zhao Shuang chuckled and appeared in front of Zhu Yinzi of the Chirong tribe. Zhu Yinzi's face changed slightly and he said in a cold voice.

"How dare you appear before me alone?"

"Why, do I still have to worry about being polite to a defeated opponent like you?" Zhao Shuang asked playfully.

His tone was full of sarcasm.

"I'm not the only one now."

Zhu Yinzi of the Chirong tribe sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other saints and saintesses of the Chirong tribe surrounded Zhao Shuang tacitly.

Seeing this, Zhu Yinzi of the Chirong tribe laughed.

"Now, what do you think? If you are willing to give up your identity as a Tianpeng, I might be able to spare your life."

"Giving up your identity as a Tianpeng? Haha, you're really overthinking it. Do you think you can be my opponent with just these people?"

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang shook his head.

"Really?" Zhu Yinzi of the Chirong tribe laughed loudly, and then the other saints and saintesses of the Chirong tribe took out a blue cylinder.

(End of this chapter)