Chapter 1334 Twelve States of Clouds in the Sky, the Signs Caused by the Moon

Chapter 1334 Twelve States of Clouds in the Sky: The Signs Caused by the Moon

"Yes, my maidservant understands." Lu Ying'er nodded, and Wu Yun'er's face was also full of cuteness.

Yunzhou is different from Youzhou. If the Zongmen family does not have a Nascent Soul cultivator, it is unclear whether they can gain a foothold, let alone expand outward.

It's impossible for the young master to sit at the helm forever, but with these ten Nascent Soul stage puppets as helpers, I will have less worries.

I don't know what treasure the young master used to complete this exchange from Tianqiaomen.

Thinking of Lin Xuan's deep friendship, the two women were very grateful.

However, the matter was not over. Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and flicked it, a blue light flashed, and two more storage bags appeared on the table.

"Master, this..."

"The art of cultivating immortals is extremely complicated. Apart from the art of making puppets, there are many other treasures in Tianqiaomen." Lin Xuan said as he opened the storage bag, revealing a monster in the shape of a flying bird.

The whole body is golden in color, and its shape is a bit like an eagle, but it is even more ferocious. It is made of thousand-year-old spirit wood.

"Wooden Falcon?" Wu Yun'er covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Why, do you know this thing?" Lin Xuan looked at the girl sitting on the left.

"Yes, Yun'er has seen it before. Although this thing is not as flexible as a puppet, it is also very easy to use. But if you really want to fully exert its effect, you must have more than a hundred of them. How much did you pay?" Wu Yun'er opened her mouth slightly, saying that the wood falcon is good, but the price is too high.

"Hehe, you'll know when you look at it."

Hearing what Lin Xuan said, the two women showed curiosity on their faces, and they released their consciousness together to detect it in the storage bag.

After less than half a cup of tea, the two women raised their heads, their expressions already shocked to the extreme.

"Three thousand, uncle, did you spend tens of millions of crystals?"

"Not that many, because the quantity purchased is sufficient, and Tianqiaomen gave a little discount, at best, it's only 9 million crystal stones." Lin Xuan said lightly.

Although slightly cheaper than expected, the two women were still extremely shocked.

Even for immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, millions of crystals are a large number, nine million, enough to make ordinary great monks go bankrupt.

The young master (Uncle Master) is indeed not an ordinary cultivator, and the eyes of the two girls are full of admiration.

"It's nothing, the things in the other storage bag are much better than the wooden falcon." Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"Better than a wood falcon?"

"That's right, have you two heard of Jingwei Cannon?"

"Jingwei Pao?" Lu Ying'er shook her head. After all, she is from Youzhou, and Wu Yun'er, as a local immortal cultivator in Yunzhou, was speechless: "Master, really, isn't that Tianqiaomen?" Never buy it, I heard that its value is not inferior to that of a Nascent Soul Stage puppet."

"That's what I said, but the rule is death, and people are life. Anything can always be changed, as long as the things you show can make the other party's heart..."

"Young master, the maidservant is useless, you have bothered about Baixuan Pavilion." Lu Yinger said with a face full of shame, this girl knew that with Lin Xuan's current cultivation base, the little Baixuan Pavilion could not help at all. He was in the slightest, Lin Xuan did this for the sake of his sisters gaining a foothold in Yunzhou in the future.

"Okay, Ying'er, don't say that, besides, I didn't pay anything, young master."

Although Lin Xuan was insidious and cunning, he never lied to his own people. Whether it was a puppet in the Nascent Soul Stage or a Jingwei Cannon, Lin Xuan exchanged for these treasures, but he took three pieces of battle armor that he didn't need. The art of refining armor is just the foundation.

Of course, there is no need to elaborate on these two women.

Lin Xuan took a sip of tea and was about to ask something else when suddenly something unexpected happened.

boom!

A loud noise came to the ears, and the mountains shook and the ground shook. If it weren't for the main rudder of Baixuan Pavilion, which was surrounded by layers of restrictions, the nearby mountain peaks might have collapsed.

Lin Xuan twitched his brows, but didn't speak. He shook his shoulder, and it turned into a startled rainbow and flew out of the window of the hall.

"this……"

Lin Xuan was suspended in mid-air, and with his city mansion, he couldn't help showing a look of extreme surprise on his face.

The vision came from the valley where he opened up the cave, in other words, it was the place where Yue'er retreated.

The dark wind was like ink, and within dozens of miles around, there were wailing ghosts resounding.

Flying sand and rocks, the hostility of the wronged soul covered the whole world, it was clearly noon at this time, but the sunlight between the sky and the earth was completely blocked.

The nearby aura also became extremely chaotic, but there was plenty of Yin energy everywhere.

That vision is indeed far from comparable to that of a monk conceiving a baby.

"Master, look..."

The startled rainbow flashed by, and the two girls also came to Lin Xuan's side. Their pretty faces were full of apprehension. Although Miss Yue'er was a ghost, the sign of conceiving a baby was too great.

Even the big formation of the guards couldn't block it, but Lin Xuan didn't show any anxiety on his face, after all he knew that Yue'er was the reincarnation of King Asura.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter myself. You go back and appease your subordinates so that they don't talk nonsense." Lin Xuan said lightly.

"yes!"

Seeing that the young master (Uncle Master) knew what was in his mind, the two girls did not open their mouths obediently, bowed their heads and were about to retreat, but suddenly there was a loud noise like a thunderbolt from the blue sky entered their ears.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that the dark wind had covered the entire valley, and a dark cloud with a diameter of tens of acres had formed in the sky.

Amidst the dark clouds, there was a sharp glow, mixed with wailing ghost cries, and then with the valley as the center, a pitch-black hurricane rose out of thin air.

Its diameter is a hundred feet square, connecting the sky and the ground, and its momentum is extremely astonishing.

Ow!

In the dark clouds, there were many ghosts, mixed with countless bones.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt something was wrong: "Ying'er, were the strange omens from before also so alarming?"

"No." Lu Ying'er shook her head, her face full of apprehension: "Master, will Miss Yue'er encounter any problems when she conceives a baby? The previous signs of heaven were not so scary."

"this……"

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead with his hands, but even he didn't know, after all, Yue'er had a special status, and Jieying couldn't be figured out with common sense, maybe Xiaotao knew something about the inside story, so she didn't know whether the girl was asleep or awake.

Lin Xuan conceited that he had done everything possible, but at this moment, there was nothing he could do.

I can only wait on the sidelines.

...

Huang San is a disciple of the Langcang Sect in Youzhou. Several decades ago, the world changed drastically, and the two sects of Biyun Mountain and Lingyao Mountain went to other places to develop one after another.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings. Langcangmen took the opportunity to expand their power, but unexpectedly the little-known Baixuan Pavilion suddenly emerged, unified Youzhou, and became the new overlord. Langcangmen had no choice but to attach themselves. Huang San then joined Baixuan Pavilion.

At first, he was just an ordinary peripheral disciple, but later by chance, he made a great contribution and became the pavilion master's confidant.

After the unification of Youzhou, the Grand Pavilion Master is going to establish a sub-helm in Yunzhou, and among the selected elites, Huang San is also among them.

After arriving in Yunzhou, Huang San realized that he used to work for nothing. Here he explained what is called a holy place for cultivation. The old monster in the Nascent Soul stage is like a crucian carp crossing the river.

Baixuan Pavilion is the overlord in Youzhou, but here, it is not even as good as the third and fourth-rate sect families. Fortunately, there is Elder Lin under his care, otherwise it is really unclear whether it can gain a foothold.

After capturing Jiuling Mountain, Baixuan Pavilion finally had its own new chief rudder, but this recent vision made Huang San a little uneasy.

He didn't know what that meant, and the pavilion master had issued a password ban to prevent everyone from discussing it in private.

Fortunately, although the vision was extremely grand, it did not bring any disaster. As time went by, everyone gradually let go of their hearts.

But today is different, Huang San was originally meditating in the room, but now he is an immortal cultivator at the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he has already reached the threshold, as long as he works hard, he might be able to enter the later stage at some point.

But the sudden vision made the spiritual power in the world extremely chaotic, and there was no way to continue to practice.

Huang San sighed, had no choice but to leave the cave, but was soon dumbstruck, the vision would erupt every now and then, he had seen it many times before, but the scale before him was obviously much more terrifying than before.

What's going on here?

Surrounded by raging winds, Huang San, as an immortal cultivator, also felt an inexplicable horror. If he was an ordinary mortal, he would probably have been out of his wits.

"Hey, what's that?"

Huang San's expression suddenly changed. His cave was built on a hill, and he was suspended in mid-air at this time. About a hundred feet away, the soil suddenly turned strangely.

From under the mud, stretched out a hand, very dry, only skin and bones left.

Boom!

Then the soil spurted upwards fiercely, and a humanoid monster broke through the ground.

His ten fingers were sharp, his appearance was extremely thin, and there was a stench of corpses all over his body.

"Zombie!"

Huang San was shocked, seeing the monster pounced on him, he quickly stretched out his hand, took continuous shots on the storage bag, and released a flying sword-shaped spiritual weapon.

The sharp light was like lightning, and it slashed at the zombie's head fiercely, but the monster didn't dodge or dodge. With a wave of its hands, countless black claw lights appeared, half of which blocked the flying sword, and half of it shot like Huang San's chest .

And the mutation was not the only one, there were screams one after another, and thousands of monsters surged up in the main altar of Xuan Pavilion in an instant.

Lin Xuan's face was extremely ugly: "Ying'er, after the Blood Shadow Sect was wiped out, you buried the corpses of the cultivators directly, didn't you cremate them?"

"I'm sorry, young master, it's my servant's negligence, thinking that people are dead, so let them go to the ground for peace." Lu Ying'er lowered her head, her face was full of fear, and she was faintly curious: "It's just that it doesn't matter For a mortal who is still a cultivator, it is not so easy for a corpse to become a zombie through psychic psychics, and this place is not the place of the yin veins, so how could such an accident happen."

"Yes, uncle, the conditions for psychic channeling are very strict. Could it be related to Miss Yue'er's conceiving a baby?" Wu Yun'er also asked curiously from the side.