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Chapter 221 Qingqiu no longer has the name of Nine-Tailed Fox; in seclusion, it seeks enlightenment and comprehends the path to immortality (First Update)

This person was arrogant, but Luo Zu did not care. These "protagonists" were mostly driven by the calamity energy and were products of the times. Most of them cultivated the method but not the nature, so their temperament was poor and they lacked maturity. If they could get through the calamity, they might be able to have a great enlightenment, clearly discern their psychology, and no longer have such a naive mentality.

Those who survive such tribulations will achieve great things in the future; among them are Ghost Immortal Yang and Qing.

But now a great calamity is imminent, and the aura of calamity is extremely strong. To overcome this calamity will likely be fraught with countless difficulties and dangers.

Moreover, under the influence of the calamity's aura, one's mind will inevitably become clouded. Of course, the calamity's aura may also make one wise and able to make "correct" decisions.

This is precisely why the "protagonist" has great fortune. However, once the calamity reverses and abandons him, causing him to make all sorts of foolish decisions, then his rise and fall will also come from this point.

However, Luo Zu, the Seal of Myriad Laws, could not directly designate a single person. After all, he had not fully recognized any particular "protagonist," and it was acceptable if the person was not even the protagonist. But one thing was certain: the person had to be human. Luo Zu had not yet relinquished his obsession with being human, so he naturally sought to benefit the human race in every way, even within the world within the gourd.

However, barbarians are also human, so it's fine for them to obtain the Seal of All Laws, but the demon race, the sea race, and the elf race can only play supporting roles in this first great calamity that is about to arrive.

After Qin Molong sat down, he placed the golden shrine in place and waited quietly.

The person arrived quite quickly; she was a fairy in flowing robes and a white veil covering her face. She landed in front of the tower, frowned as she looked at the headless corpse, then walked around it and strolled leisurely into the tower's main hall.

Qin Molong glanced up once, then closed his eyes and continued to wait.

"Where did Ning Hao go? How come the Martial God's Golden Body is in your hands?" the fairy asked, frowning.

Qin Molong remained silent and ignored her, engrossed in his meditation.

"I think Ning Hao was killed by Brother Mo Long." Just then, another person suddenly fell from the sky, smashing the roof of the tower to pieces with a series of cracking sounds. The person fell to the ground without making a sound, as if he were a ball of cotton.

"Seal." Qin Molong then opened his eyes and uttered the name of the person in front of him.

"It's me. It's only been three months. Brother Molong, your cultivation has improved again. I admire you." Yin patted the dust off his clothes and then clasped his hands in greeting to Qin Molong.

"It's fortunate that I'm already in the Martial God Realm, leaving behind the Martial God's Golden Body. My intention is to invite you all into the Martial God Realm to break the formation together and win that Martial God's relic for the human race." Qin Molong answered him politely and immediately.

"Gentlemen?"

Splash!

Then came a cacophony of crows and sparrows dancing wildly, followed by streaks of black feathers converging from the tower's doors and windows.

Finally, it transformed into a human figure, which was actually a mechanical puppet.

"Qin Molong, did you and Ning Hao gather so many people here just for that elusive Martial God's relic?" The mechanical puppet, upon appearing, brazenly questioned him.

"Hmm." Qin Molong didn't offer any further explanation, but simply waited for the others to arrive.

Then, a scholar, a beggar, a butcher, and a little child—a total of eighteen people—gathered in the spacious tower hall. However, with so many people gathered, the hall became cramped and narrow.

"Qin Molong, instead of summoning so many people to search for the Martial God's relic, you might as well just go directly to the sect leaders." The mechanical puppet's large, yellowish-yellow eyes swept over the crowd before it sneered disdainfully.

"You're not even a true immortal, yet you dare to covet the treasures left by the God of War. I think you and Ning Hao are just too arrogant and have become unruly."

"If all the sect leaders arrive, we won't get any soup."

Qin Molong had barely finished speaking when Yin raised his hand.

He retorted with a chuckle, "Brother Molong, I can do more than just drink soup; I can also eat meat."

They also forgot that the person present was a direct disciple of the Five Viscera Dao Sect, the number one sect in the world.

"Are you full?" Qin Molong asked again.

This silenced Yin Wen.

Whether or not someone can have enough to eat is not up to him; it is up to the sect leader and other true immortal elders.

"Three years ago, there were rumors that there was a treasure left by the Martial God in the Martial God Realm. All the sect leaders and elders of various families have ventured into the Martial God Realm to search for the treasure, but none of them have been able to find it. How did Ning Hao find it? Could it be because of this Martial God's Golden Body?" Yin stroked his smooth bald head and then stared at the man-sized golden shrine.

"Yes and no." Qin Molong narrowed his eyes.

"Yes or no, stop talking nonsense. Just tell me if you can take me into the Martial God Realm," a burly man with a face full of scars said in a deep voice.

"Damn it, this damned Martial God Realm has been refusing to let me in, making me seem like a complete waste. My old brothers all laugh at me. Today I'm going to get in, and nobody can stop me, not even the Martial God himself!" The burly man shuddered, exhaling thick, malevolent breaths that forced everyone around him to take a step back.

"Who else wants to go?" Qin Molong scanned his surroundings.

If no one answers, it means they all agree to go.

"Alright, in that case, everyone, please follow me." Qin Molong looked at Yin one last time, and seeing that Yin did not object, he took it as his agreement.

Then, a thought crossed his mind, and he activated his true qi, causing the golden body of the Martial God in the golden niche to resonate with the "Martial God Realm".

With a flash of golden light, a cloud of golden smoke enveloped the entire hall. Then, the smoke quickly dissipated, and everyone present vanished without a trace. No…

"Hey, hey, damn it."

"I haven't gone in yet!"

The burly man with a face full of scars roared angrily in place.

……

Luo Zu sat atop a cloud, coldly watching the group enter the "Martial God Realm." He then withdrew his gaze and ordered the "Martial God Realm Heavenly Dao" to closely monitor the development and changes, as he still had matters to attend to in the Primordial World.

Because he recently stumbled upon a famous scenic spot – Qingqiu!

However, there are no nine-tailed foxes on Qingqiu Mountain now; it is occupied by a witch tribe.

It is said that there was indeed a nine-tailed celestial fox in Qingqiu. After achieving success in cultivation, it was recruited by the Heavenly Emperor and is now an official in the Heavenly Court. Its position is not low, only after the twelve ancient demon gods.

However, there are quite a few foxes on Qingqiu, but most of them are wild beasts without intelligence and are small in size, unlike the large beasts in the prehistoric world.

Upon arriving at this place, Luo Zu was immediately surrounded by a group of elders from the Wu tribe, who demanded that he provide proof, otherwise they would treat him as a demon spy.

Luo Zu never expected that the Lich and Demon races had become so irreconcilable enemies.

This will all involve the rogue cultivators.

But this is normal; if they didn't do this, how could the two companies dominate the entire market?

Fortunately, Luo Zu was prepared and retrieved the Moon Witch Tribe's certificate, then had them verify it with the Moon Witch Elder.

Even though it was eventually proven that he was not a demon scout, the witch tribe still refused to let him into Qingqiu Mountain, as if there was some important arrangement by the witch tribe.

After all, even Luo Zu's divine sense couldn't penetrate it at this moment, as it was blocked by an invisible magic array. It seems that Luo Zu's guess is not wrong.

In addition, the tribal elder asked Luo Zu if he wanted to join the Wu tribe's battle on the spot and participate in this war against heaven.

Luo Zu was naturally unwilling, so he used the excuse that he had other tasks to complete to brush it off.

But when he tried to leave, the witch tribe stopped him and wouldn't let him go.

The reason is simple: "This matter involves confidential information, so please cooperate fully, Fellow Daoist Luo."

The only secret that could possibly exist here is probably Mount Qingqiu.

Luo Zu had no choice but to obey the arrangements of the Wu tribe, as they wouldn't let him leave. He then arrived at a cave that the Wu tribe had prepared in advance, where he was isolated from the outside world. Moreover, he discovered that many rogue cultivators had been invited to stay there temporarily.

However, there is a hermit who has lived here for seven hundred years...

However, the Wu tribe treated them quite well, providing ample spiritual energy, various elixirs, and all sorts of entertainment resources. In short, they met all reasonable requests, but simply wouldn't let them leave.

Since that was the case, Luo Zu did not leave. He asked the elder of the Wu Clan who was in charge of this cave for a cave dwelling, and prepared to try to break through to the Xuanxian realm through seclusion.

(End of this chapter)