Chapter 1231 Twelve Cloud States: Greed and Sobriety

Chapter 1231 Twelve Cloud States: Greed and Sobriety

Qingyang bird!

Born with the spell of devouring souls and ghosts.

It is one of the holy beasts in the spirit world, and it is also the natural enemy of many ghosts in the underworld.

Of course, what is in front of me is just a little blue shadow transformed by the power of magic weapon.

But even so, it was more than enough to deal with the ghost in front of him.

"go!"

Layman Qinglian scolded softly, and the wings of the birds flapped gracefully, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves echoed in my ears.

The nearly one hundred ghosts and ghosts all returned to the underworld in a short time. However, the rest of the cultivators did not have such powerful treasures. Regardless of the two races, there were monks falling all the time, even old monsters at the Nascent Soul level.

As time went by, not only did the situation not improve, but the chaos was beyond control.

What is even more frightening is that this strange beam of light is not the only one in front of the eyes.

The true face of Xuanyuan City is a huge altar, which is divided into five formations of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

At this time, the five dark beams of light towered into the clouds, and the Yin Qi emanating from above continued to condense into terrifying ghosts.

Of course, in terms of strength, Xuanyuan City at this time has gathered elites from various sects and sects in the twelve states of Tianyun, plus those casual cultivators living in seclusion in various places, it can be called a cloud of masters.

Compared with ghosts with condensed yin qi, they are actually better than ghosts, and they should not be at a disadvantage in terms of emotion and reason.

But for one thing, all the monks fought on their own, and at most the disciples of the same sect would gather together to defend against the enemy. As a result of doing so, naturally it was impossible to form a joint force.

Secondly, not to mention the lingering grievances between the human and demon clans, how can there be no grudges between the various sects and even individual monks.

After all, the world of cultivating immortals is full of turmoil and blood. The hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife is not uncommon in this place.

But before, no one dared to make trouble because of the presence of law enforcement envoys, but now...

Taking advantage of the chaos, it is natural to have revenge for revenge, and revenge for injustice.

However, it was not these two points that caused the greatest confusion.

But treasures all over the place.

Don't forget, before the accident happened, a grand transaction was being held here. There were hundreds of shops in the market alone, and there were more shops scattered like chess and chess, innumerable. All together, the value is immeasurable.

Among the immortal cultivators, those with rich wealth are a minority after all, and most of them can only feast their eyes and gulp down their saliva in secret.

Today's chaotic situation is indeed dangerous, but from another perspective, it is also a good time to fish in troubled waters.

So most of the monks, as long as they were not attacked by those ghosts, were busy picking up treasures, and many of them fought violently.

Although there are many masters in killing people and looting treasures, the two races of monsters and monsters spend most of their energy on internal friction.

Therefore, Yinhun's strength was clearly weaker than theirs, but instead they had the upper hand.

"Insufficiency and conspiracy!"

Layman Qinglian frowned, these guys really didn't know how to live or die, but he didn't bother to take care of them anymore, so what if they died.

What a poor man to hate.

He doesn't care how many manpower will be lost by the two clans of monsters, the only thing that worries him is the conspiracy of the Luo family.

The other party's big battle was not just to vent their anger, what was their real purpose.

This point is not clear, Lay Qinglian is restless.

After all, the seven major sects and the Luo family have deep feuds, and if the other party really revives, neither the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect nor their Songfeng Academy will be able to stay out of the matter.

The territory of the comprehension world will be rewritten.

This involves everyone's interests!

etc……

If the Luo family turns over, it will not only be affected by people, those old monsters of the Yaozu will also not want to be peaceful and relaxed.

The life and death of Hui Tong of Wanfo Sect is uncertain, but Nine-head Patriarch is still sitting in the city.

At the beginning, he sneered at his uncle's worries. Although the incident has happened now, as the saying goes, it's not too late to mend the situation after a dead sheep, and the old monster should always express something.

As the saying goes, when the sky falls, the taller one will bear it first. Since this old monster is here, why should I feel restless.

Layman Qinglian thought of this, and her tense heartstrings couldn't help but relax.

Of course, it's impossible for him to just ignore it.

After a moment of hesitation, the person turned into a startled rainbow and flew towards the huge building in the center of the city.

There is the City Lord's Mansion, also known as Xuanyuan Hall.

Nine-headed Patriarch is sitting here.

...

The entire Xuanyuan City was in chaos.

And in an inconspicuous corner of the southern city, about a hundred immortal cultivators gathered. Judging by their attire, they should be disciples of the same sect, forming a formation to defend against the enemy.

Although there are also ghosts floating here, but because there is still a distance from the beam of light, there are not many of them.

After all, there are no masters in this small square city, but many monks fought for the treasures scattered on the ground.

There were also people who glanced at this group of monks with good intentions. The situation has developed to the present, and the corruption has long been beyond control. The monks not only picked up the treasures scattered on the ground, but even saw those who were weaker than themselves, and blatantly took action Robbed.

Law enforcement envoys, not to mention suppressing them, some tough fellows would not let them go, and they would snatch them.

The aura of Xuanyuan City exploded, and everywhere was filled with blood and fire.

The fight between monks and ghosts, between monks and monsters, between monks and monks has become a complete mess...

Before the trade fair was held, I am afraid that no one expected such a result.

However, in this low-level market in front of us, this group of monks is already quite numerous. Although they also carry a lot of treasures, no one dares to make a move.

There must be a minimum level of strength to grab things. There are as many as a hundred monks in this group, and one-third of them are immortal cultivators above the alchemy stage.

"Miss, what should we do now?" The person who spoke was an old man with white beard and hair. He seemed to be in his early eighties, but he was in good spirits. He was a cultivator in the late stage of alchemy.

And the one who was guarded by everyone was actually a young girl, who looked only in her twenties, tall and slender, with a beautiful face, and her gestures carried an air of nobility.

It was Lu Yinger, the daughter.

In this way, the identity of this group of monks is also ready to be revealed.

Baixuan Pavilion!

Lu Ying'er looked at the beam of light piercing into the sky in the distance, and trimmed her hair, a trace of worry flashed across her pretty face.

There has been no news from the young master for a long time.

Although she believes that with Lin Xuan's wit, no matter how difficult the situation is, she can save the day, but she still cannot avoid worrying.

From the chaotic scene in front of her, Lu Ying'er faintly smelled an unusual aura. Although she is just a woman, her cultivation is only at the alchemy stage, but that is limited by her spiritual root aptitude, and this woman's mind is extremely clever. Otherwise, even with the help of Biyun Mountain back then, it would have been impossible to develop a small shop into Baixuan Pavilion, which dominates Youzhou today.

Although it is nothing to put strength in Yunzhou, it is already very remarkable to have such an achievement in less than two hundred years.

This woman has a big picture.

Judging things accurately, and like Lin Xuan, he has a cautious character.

After a little thought, Lu Ying'er opened her lips slightly and said, "Uncle Huang, pass on the order that everyone breaks out like the south gate. Let's leave this wrong place."

"Miss, this opportunity is rare, why don't we take this opportunity to grab some treasures?"

A look of surprise flashed across the face of the old man in the later stage of congealing alchemy, and the other immortal cultivators in Baixuan Pavilion also showed obvious greed.

Even the girl Zheng Xuan couldn't help but say, "Master, this opportunity is rare, everyone is fishing in troubled waters, why should we leave?"

"Little girl, what do you know, fish in troubled waters, be careful to put yourself in, there will be no pies in the sky, behind the benefits, there may be a cliff waiting for you, look at the five black beams of light, don't you feel it? Is there something strange?" Lu Ying'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and said disapprovingly.

"Miss is right, but even if those beams of light can produce ghosts and ghosts, they can't beat the high-level existences of the two races of humans and monsters." The old man said so.

"It looks like this on the surface, but what if this is just the beginning of a conspiracy? After all, money is something outside the body. Everyone finally embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. Could it be that Uncle Huang died for no reason? Are you planning to disobey orders and not obey this pavilion The Lord's words?" Lu Yinger's tone became harsh after she finished speaking.

"The subordinates dare not."

The old man froze, and hurriedly stood with his hands down.

Although he was two levels higher than Lu Ying'er in terms of cultivation, Baixuan Pavilion was able to dominate Youzhou, and Lu Ying'er was able to strategize, so his reputation in the sect was naturally not trivial.

Under her resolute governance, no one in Baixuan Pavilion dared to be half-hearted.

Forbidden by orders, although Huang Lao is in the late stage of condensing alchemy, he never dared to challenge the authority of the pavilion master.

Lu Ying'er lowered her face, and her eyes swept over the faces of the people around her. Wherever she went, all the monks lowered their eyebrows and looked down, and no one dared to meet her eyes. Zheng Xuan also shrank her head. I usually treat myself well, but when I get angry, it really makes people feel uneasy.

"Anyone else have any objections?"

"The subordinates will follow the orders of the eldest lady." All the monks said in unison.

"En." Lu Ying'er nodded, with a satisfied expression on her pretty face, she flicked her jade hand, "Let's go."

All of a sudden, various lights lit up. Originally, Xuanyuan City had an air-forbidden restriction, and only law enforcement envoys and great monks in the late Yuanying period could fly. However, after the mutation occurred, all the prohibition formations lost their effect. This is why Lu Yinger was eager to leave. one of the reasons.

The young master said that there is no big mistake in being careful. Before the situation is clear, Lu Yinger would rather miss the opportunity than take risks easily.

Fortunately, they are not far from the city gate.

...

the other side.

"Go away!"

Meng Ruyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she was clearly disguised as an ordinary-looking female cultivator, why there were always so many guys without eyes.

At this time, Xuanyuan City was becoming more and more chaotic. In addition to looting treasures, some of the outstanding female cultivators were also favored by many evil cultivators.

There are quite a few demonic supernatural powers that can quickly improve their realm by using the technique of harvesting yin and nourishing yang. In the usual auctions in the secret market, cauldron furnaces are very popular. At this moment, many people have also started to buy them.

But with her current attire, her cultivation level is low, and her looks are not outstanding, Meng Ruyan can only attribute it to the guy in front of her, who has eyes but no eyes.

"Hehe, little girl, you're quite courageous. Even a monk in the agile stage dared to wander around Xuanyuan City. It seems that you must be from a certain family. Don't worry, with your looks and stature, the Lord still doesn't like you. I Don’t rob your eyes, just go back and ask your family to redeem tens of thousands of crystals..."

It turned out to be a kidnapping ticket.

But this guy really has no eyesight, and even a mere alchemy cultivator dared to attack Yunzhou's number one female cultivator. The end can be imagined, and naturally it will be the end of the soul.

Meng Ruyan looked at the beam of light that shot straight into the sky, her pretty face showed some hesitation.

It seems that it is really a conspiracy of the Luo family. I...do I want to go to this muddy water?

...

On the other side, there is someone more unlucky than her.

Meng Ruyan just met a kidnapper who didn't have eyes, and Tian Xiaojian really met a robber.

And not one or two.

A group of evil cultivators blocked him in a dark corner.

Tian Xiaojian sighed, who made him so handsome, even though he could not be said to be an alluring beauty after being dressed as a woman, he was still much more attractive than ordinary beauties.

And in order not to attract attention, he used the Qi restraining technique...

When people are unlucky, drinking cold water will clog their teeth. The last time I went to a square market, I also met Jie Se, the Fourth Elder of Lihun Valley.

And that damned old monster is not only a great monk in the late Yuanying period, but also a psychic zombie.

Being favored by this kind of alien, one can imagine the depression in Tian Xiaojian's heart, but he is not easy to provoke, so what about the existence of Nascent Soul in the later stage, needless to say the magic weapon, Tian Xiaojian's three-color Xuanbinghuo is also no small matter, plus this guy's cunning , not at all inferior to Lin Xuan.

So after a battle of wits and courage, the unlucky Fourth Elder was killed by Xiaojian.

The other party's cultivation status is very important, Tian Xiaojian naturally got a lot of benefits, for example, the zombie's exercises, Tian Xiaojian found that humans can also practice, and it has a good body training effect.

Of course, I will not discard the basics and pursue the last, and regard it as my major cultivation method, but it will be of great benefit to me to take the essence, discard the dross, and minor in it.

I didn't expect to meet guys who want to rob sex in this square city now, but although there are many bastards with no eyes, they are all monks in the Condensation Stage without exception.

Tian Xiaojian didn't take it seriously, and he didn't have time to spend time with them, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he didn't hold back his breath anymore.

A terrifying spiritual pressure descended from the sky, and the current little sword is only one step away from the mid-term. This time, I came to Xuanyuan City to find an advanced elixir, but I didn't expect to be entangled by these life-or-death bastards.

In order to compete for Tian Xiaojian's "belonging", these evil cultivators almost fought, but they didn't know that disaster fell from the sky, and the lamb that was supposed to be slaughtered suddenly turned into an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

All the monks looked at each other, and then their faces were as white as paper.

"Fairy, this is a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding, this junior is just joking with you."

"Yeah, Fairy, the junior is actually boring, so come here to see the joke."

...

The monks swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and naturally couldn't think of any good excuses for a while, and one or two spoke with dry smiles.

Tian Xiaojian was naturally unmoved, this guy is also a ruthless master, he didn't even say much, just flicked his sleeve robe, and the dark ghost mist swarmed out of him, wrapping those evil cultivators with a whimper, Without even screaming or moaning, everyone turned into blood.

This secret technique is extremely powerful, but it is obviously not from the mysterious magic method.

After all, the fairy road is bumpy, and Lin Xuan is not the only one who has adventures.

After dealing with those guys without eyes, Tian Xiaojian's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the five beams of light around him.

Lu Ying'er could tell something was wrong, let alone this cunning guy.

Although I don't know the whole story, it is certain that there is a conspiracy in it.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Anyway, all the spiritual objects needed have been obtained, Tian Xiaojian turned into a gray startled rainbow, and flew away like a city gate that was closer to him.

...

Of course, Lu Ying'er and Tian Xiaojian were not the only ones who made the same choice. In fact, most of the immortal cultivators saw that the situation was wrong, but people's greed is endless.

They are unwilling to give up low-hanging fruit.

Therefore, there are definitely a lot of people who choose to leave from the two races of humans and demons, but in terms of proportion, they are insignificant. More than 90% of the people choose to stay and continue to kill and grab treasures.

The chaos in Xuanyuan City shows no signs of subsiding.

...

"Hehe, the messier the better."

A hundred miles away, the ancestor of the Luo family laughed heartily, and his voice echoed in the underground cave.

On the high stone platform in the center of the stone room, the model of Xuanyuan City was still well placed.

However, the entire city was shrouded in a layer of black air. In the black air, there were countless light spots the size of rice grains.

Weak and inconspicuous, but the number is astonishing to the extreme, as many as hundreds of thousands.

As time goes by, many light spots are gradually extinguished.

"A spot of light represents a cultivator from the human race or the demon race." The ancestor of the Luo family explained slowly: "When one-third of these people die, with the power of their souls, the Altar of the Underworld can be opened... "

"I see." The surrounding monks of the Luo family nodded repeatedly, with expressions of excitement on their faces.

"Old Ancestor, some light spots seem to have escaped from the city." A woman's voice came to my ears, needless to say, it was the female immortal cultivator named Luo Zishu again.

"It's okay, the people who leave are just a drop in the bucket, and the others are enough for our blood sacrifice." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the ancestor of the Luo family.

"Old Ancestor, when shall we act?"

"Zicong, hold your breath, now is not the time."

"Oh." The white-robed monk nodded, with a respectful look on his face.

...

Let's talk about the other side, the Wuding River.

The ancestor of the Luo family had exhausted his tricks, but he would never have imagined that someone would be there before him.

In a simple cave.

Ouyang Qin's face was blushing, she never dreamed that Lin Xuan would come up with such a solution.

In fact, Lin Xuan was quite embarrassed, but since the words had already been spoken, he simply let it go.

Ask yourself, I don't have the slightest idea of ​​taking advantage, but only for the sake of Ouyang's injury.

There is no other way to do this. Apart from double cultivation, Lin Xuan can't think of a solution at all given his extensive knowledge.

Gritting his teeth, he began to explain like a blush girl.

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