Chapter 32: Spiritual Wood in a Trap (Please Read!)
Fang Yi felt the magical restrictions in the Soul-Slaying Sword and was very satisfied with it.

A top-grade magical weapon is a treasure that only a cultivator at the foundation-building stage can possess.

What's more, this is the most precious life weapon.

With this treasure and the secret method, one can protect himself in this secret realm.

Then Fang Yi took out the damaged Earth Turtle Puppet and cast a series of magic seals into it.

With the help of the spiritual essence left here, I can repair this puppet armor.

Three days later, at Lingyang Peak, the pulpit.

Liu Qingyan was suspended in the air, feeling the diminishing aura in the bronze door, her face ashen.

"How can it be?

How could so many Qi-cultivating cultivators perish in such a mere first-level secret realm?"

For Xuanyang Mountain, a foundation-building cultivator is naturally far more important than a Qi-cultivating cultivator.

But if there is no reason, it will easily cause a large number of Qi-cultivating monks in the sect to die.

Xuanyang Mountain is a righteous sect. In order to appease the hearts of its disciples, Master Zhuji will inevitably be investigated by the Law Enforcement Hall.

Liu Qingyan certainly didn't want to be investigated by the Law Enforcement Hall.

Regardless of the punishment, once the crime of harming his fellow disciples is confirmed, his master, True Man Jiuhan, will definitely take action to clean up the sect.

'We can't just sit there and wait for death!'

Liu Qingyan made up her mind.

With her delicate hands, she formed a spell, performing the Soul Sealing Technique. Rays of spiritual light emerged, transforming into a restriction that locked her cultivation.

His face showed pain, and his aura became weaker and weaker, until his cultivation fell below the foundation-building stage.

"The ninth level of Qi training is enough to enter the first level secret realm, and will not let the secret realm exclude her."

Liu Qingyan was able to build a mid-level Taoist foundation, so she was naturally not an unintelligent person.

The Qingling Secret Realm is only a first-level secret realm opened up by a Jindan Zhenren. It has limited foundation and unstable space.

Neither the second-level monsters nor the foundation-building cultivators can enter.

If you force your way in, it will easily cause a space crack.

She felt that she was a foundation-building cultivator and was in the Xuanyang Sect, so she would not worry about her life if she entered the secret realm.

The most there are in the secret realm are first-grade, superior-quality monsters. Even if their cultivation is sealed, she can easily kill them.

What's more, it can also take out the second-level moonstone nurtured by the Qingling Spring, saving a lot of trouble.

'There's no time to lose!'

Liu Qingyan slapped her storage bag, raised a jade ruler magic weapon, turned into a ray of light and escaped into the bronze gate.

It didn't take long.

A monk wearing a conical hat walked out of a secret room next to the pulpit.

After confirming that Liu Qingyan had entered the Qingling Secret Realm, he crushed the magical weapon, the Heart-Shaping Jade, in his hand.

……

In the secret realm.

"Crack! Click!"

Beside the Qingling Spring, Li Wuhui felt the concentric jade on his waist shatter and suddenly opened his eyes.

'coming! ’

He gave the order to the black-robed cauldron in front of him.

"You go and clear out all the monks in the secret realm. No matter if they are dead or alive, just bring them here."

Watching the black-robed monks in front of him leave one by one.

Li Wuhui stood up and suppressed his body that was trembling slightly with excitement.

I have made such great sacrifices and planned for a long time, success or failure depends on this one move.

Liu Qingyan didn't know how excited Li Wuhui was when he heard the news that she had established her foundation.

The water-attributed mutant ice spirit root, which had just broken through the foundation-building stage, had an effect far exceeding the several cauldrons valued in Qianzhi Garden.

……

A few miles away from Qingling Spring, in an ancient forest.

Fang Yi, wearing the brown-yellow armor transformed from the Earth Turtle Puppet, raised his head.

Looking at the undisguised blue light of the monk escaping from the sky, he understood.

"Is this the purpose of the Li family of Qianzhiyuan?"

He was determined in his heart to let him see what the Li family of Qianzhiyuan had prepared.

Three days ago, after Fang Yi finished refining the Earth-Armored Turtle Puppet, he followed the concentration of spiritual energy and arrived at the Qingling Spring a few miles away.

With the help of his spiritual awareness comparable to that of a high-level Qi training practitioner, he could feel from afar the strange aura in the clear and spiritual spring, which was sometimes hard and sometimes soft, and constantly changing.

He had already estimated this in his mind.

The cultivators in the spring, whether they are sacrificing blood to magic weapons or refining puppets, must have a "main material".

Fang Yi was not worried, because the monk came for him.

In the eyes of other cultivators, he was neither a genius nor a cultivator with supreme opportunities.

He was just a cultivator of mediocre talent who had just joined Xuanyang Mountain and was at the initial stage of Qi training.

At most, he is just a "supporting material", and his presence or absence is not a decisive factor.

But as an innocent victim, he naturally had to find out how serious the disaster was and whether it would affect him.

If it does not harm him, he is not willing to fight for others and risk his life.

Just a 'human puppet'.

When embarking on the path of cultivation, there are a few monks whose hands are not stained with blood, the only difference is the amount.

The way of immortality values ​​privacy, and the life and death of a stranger cultivator has nothing to do with oneself.

Fang Yi held the ancient tree with his hands, activated the magic power of withering and flourishing, and connected his own aura with the surrounding plants and trees.

With the help of the scent of grass and trees, he concealed his own scent and silently waited for the result of this collision.

……

‘Wow’

The light transformed by Liu Qingyan passed through the bronze gate and entered the Qingling Secret Realm.

The feeling of having her magic power restrained made her extremely disgusted. With a sweep of her spiritual sense, she knew she was in the east of the Qingling Secret Realm.

Liu Qingyan was not planning to rescue the outer disciples one by one.

She planned to go directly to Qingling Spring, which was the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire secret realm and had a first-grade superior spiritual vein.

We just need to open the portal to the secret realm at the spiritual spring, and these outer disciples will naturally go there.

At the same time, you can also pocket the 'Moonlight Stone', the material for refining your own magical weapon.

'rise!'

Liu Qingyan's mind moved, and she activated the jade ruler magic weapon under her feet, which turned into a blue light and flew towards Qingling Spring without any concealment.

An hour later.

Liu Qingyan stepped on the jade ruler and landed on the spiritual spring.

Looking at the spiritual spring filled with steam in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction.

He made hand gestures, and his magic power surged, taking out the moonstone hidden deep in the spring.

As he stroked the moonstone in his hand, his expression changed.

“No, fake?!
I fell into that old man's trap!"

Liu Qingyan was a foundation-building cultivator after all. She was deceived before only because she had never thought about it.

The Li family of Qianzhiyuan and the Changsun family, who have been at odds with each other for a long time, are actually connected.

He secretly regretted in his heart that he shouldn't be so arrogant just because he had already established the foundation.

Knowing that this secret place is dangerous, he still boldly enters.

Liu Qingyan urged the jade ruler magic weapon and wanted to transform into a light and escape.

She knew in her heart that no matter what the plan was.

Murdering a fellow disciple in Xuanyang Mountain is definitely not something that can be tolerated.

Liu Qingyan gritted her teeth and secretly made up her mind to let him leave safely.

That old man Li Zhaofei must pay a heavy price.

But it's too late!

"Junior Sister Liu, I haven't seen you for years. Why are you leaving just like that? Could it be that you're dissatisfied with my poor hospitality?"

The cold voice echoed in the valley.

A beam of light shot up into the sky, stirring up changes in the wind and clouds.

Twelve green flags fluttered in the wind.

Spiritual texts emerged one after another, continuously drawing water-attributed spiritual energy from the spiritual veins in the Qingling Spring.

In this way, a quasi-second-level formation, the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation, was set up to completely seal off the valley.

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