Chapter 1545: Birth of Immortal Mansion

Of course, Lao Wu didn't know how rich Pei Junlin's savings were, especially Pei Junlin, who had everything he needed for this kind of ordinary blood pill, but in fact, Pei Junlin also knew that even if he had gold and silver, he would have to run out one day. For a long time, we must increase revenue and reduce expenditure.

Now Pei Junlin uses a large amount of elixir to maintain the short-term balance between these heavenly demons, so that they can endure the hunger and not devour each other.

There are 30 million celestial demons at the level of demon generals, and the daily throughput is still huge. At least one celestial demon needs to consume one blood pill a day.

One day is 30 million, and ten days is 300 million. Even if Pei Junlin continues to be empress, he will not be able to withstand such consumption for a long time, so he has to go out of the sect to seek some extra income.

Holding the two big cards of Chaos Golden Dou and Yuanhun Umbrella before, Pei Junlin naturally no longer fears Zhou Ying from the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Although he was not sure of killing the opponent, Pei Junlin could easily do it for a short period of confrontation and calm departure.

At night, Pei Junlin came to the abyss under the mountain peak of his own cave, and the whole abyss was howling with a sinister aura.

A thick chain binds a pitch-black coffin, and it exists in the depths of the abyss. Holding the chain with his hands, Pei Junlin gradually pulled out the black coffin. The moment the black coffin appeared, a faint voice came from it: "Who disturbed my deep sleep...?"

Pei Junlin immediately rolled his eyes angrily when he heard the sound of pretending to be confused, kicked hard and said angrily: "Do you want me to open this coffin right now and let you see the inside of the coffin outside?" How blinding the sun is."

Hearing that Pei Junlin was going to open the coffin, Chen Jianghai inside the coffin immediately panicked, and repeatedly advised Pei Junlin to calm down and not to be impulsive.

"How about being at the bottom of this abyss during this time, have you absorbed enough Yin Qi? How about the two of us going out for a while?" Pei Junlin made up his mind and wanted to take Chen Jianghai with him before leaving.

Chen Jianghai was an unfathomable person. Although he hid in the coffin and never showed his true face, Pei Junlin knew that Chen Jianghai must have a mysterious relationship with the dead emperor-level figure.

Although the Soul Umbrella, Chaos Inner Belly, and even the mysterious earthen pot belonged to Pei Junlin's trump card at this stage, Chen Jianghai always gave Pei Junlin the feeling of being the trump card of the trump card.

Although this guy had never made a move, nor did he make things difficult for Pei Junlin, but with Chen Jianghai by his side, Pei Junlin always had a vague sense of security.

If there is one definition that must be followed by Chen Jianghai, it is that the mascot Pei Junlin takes the guy around him as a mascot, which has the effect of reassuring the soul.

The two of them can still quarrel when they are free, and Pei Junlin always feels that Chen Jiang still has a huge strength that has not been tapped out to bring with him, which is also a good helper.

"Are I going to find what I need in the abyss? Isn't it good for me to cultivate here? Isn't it fragrant? Why do I follow you out to cause trouble?" Chen Jianghai immediately became unhappy, and the entire pitch-black coffin began to mess around It seems that the coffin board is about to be broken by him.

"If you don't go, you have to go, or I'll put you on the fire for barbecue." Pei Junlin stared and gritted his teeth.

After saying a word, Chen Jianghai fell silent immediately. Maybe he was really frightened, or maybe he was angry with Pei Junlin. In short, Chen Jianghai fell into an embarrassing silence.

"You don't want to eat people, do you? Roast me and eat me." Chen Jianghai asked weakly, as if he was frightened by Pei Junlin's words just now.

Pei Junlin showed a disgusted look, looked at the dark coffin and said angrily: "You just say go or not, you old coffin, do you think I am interested in eating you? I roast you and then take you out of the coffin and feed it to the dogs."

"Dogs are not good, they are too low-level. You have a few spirit beasts on this mountain, and you can feed them." Chen Jianghai suddenly laughed.

Pei Junlin was speechless, this guy is still in the mood to joke.

Just as Pei Junlin was gearing up and getting ready to go, the other side also changed. There is a huge grassland in the northwest of Taurus, and there are endless resources of monsters growing on the grassland.

Ordinary practitioners often enter this grassland to hunt for treasures, and it is known as the Mulan Grassland. There are three rare treasures on the Mulan Grassland, one of which is the inner alchemy of monsters. The second is the skin of monsters. The third is the bone to receive.

Not only monks from all over the world are salivating over the monster resources on the Mulan Grassland, but even the native Mulan people on the Mulan Grassland are developing these monsters wantonly.

On the Mulan Grassland stands a huge city named Mulan City. The entire Mulan City lives on water and grass, and Mulan people are not good at cultivation, but their economy is extremely developed.

This time, Pei Junlin knew that the Mulan Grassland was not because he suddenly came to take a stroll on the grassland because of his interest, but because a major event happened on the Mulan Grassland.

Just half a month ago, a monk traveled to the depths of the Mulan Grassland, and suddenly found a fairy mansion there, and this fairy mansion has begun to show signs of loosening and opening the seal.

If all of them come out, not only the Qingniu Holy Land, but also several major forces outside the territory and even the Taiyi Immortal Sect will start to operate secretly.

After all, it is an ancient Immortal Mansion, and once the secrets inside are unimaginable, those ordinary casual practitioners and people from the major holy places will pay close attention to every move of the Immortal Mansion.

"Pei Junlin, this time the sect sent a girl to investigate the movement of the Immortal Mansion. Remember not to fight with other sects. We are currently in a precarious state in the Qingniu Holy Land. You also know that we cannot afford to offend you." The man was suspended in mid-air, holding a piece of golden tissue paper in his hand, as if he was reading the imperial decree to Pei Junlin.

This green-robed man looked superior, but Pei Junlin knew him. His name was Luo Song, and he was also a leader among the core disciples.

When Pei Junlin had a conflict with He An and He Yundong, the brothers of the He family, both Luo Song and Meng Qing had mixed up in it, and joined forces with He An to suppress Pei Junlin.

Although He An, Meng Qing, and Luo Song are all among the top ten core disciples, they are veritable figures, but these people are Chen Zhentian's lackeys both openly and secretly.

Now that Pei Junlin has offended Chen Zhentian, Luo Song naturally finds Pei Junlin even more distasteful, so when he speaks, every move is full of contempt and provocation.

"Okay, I see." Pei Junlin's attitude was naturally very cold.

Since he knew that everyone couldn't pee in the same pot, Pei Junlin would naturally not be polite. Everyone is not in the mood to maintain the superficial kung fu, it's just that they didn't tear their faces.

"Remember that senior brother He An will not let you go sooner or later. Be careful when you go out this time. I heard that senior brother He An has also obtained the sect's decree. I plan to go over and have a look." Luo Song chuckled. , with a warning look on his face.

After hearing this, Pei Junlin was completely expressionless. It was like being born in the Immortal Mansion. He was always very cautious. He would never send a disciple there. Naturally, he would send many people overtly and secretly.

If Pei Junlin is prohibited from fading, then Chen Zhentian has to do it himself, but all of this is in the strategy of the sect, and Pei Junlin will not be easily known. After all, he has just stepped into the core decision-making circle of the entire Qingniu Holy Land. Members, are not qualified to know such a secret thing.

Luo Song saw Pei Junlin's cold attitude and was not polite to him at all, so naturally he returned in dismay. When he was leaving, he turned his head and gave Pei Junlin a hard look, as if to wait and see.

I, Pei Junlin, don't care about him. Although the current strength is far inferior to people like Luo Song, Meng Qing and He An, he is not afraid of these opponents. In Pei Junlin's eyes, this Luo Song is nothing at all.

Pei Junlin, if you are willing to meet Luo Song directly, you can directly kill this Luo Song, and even take the living refining of the soul.

On the surface, Luo Song looked down on Pei Junlin, and felt that Pei Junlin's strength was not as good as his own, so he was quite careful with his words.

This is secretly Pei Junlin, but he doesn't like this person. In his heart, Luo Song is a paper tiger, which can be broken with a poke. Of the value of three thousand demon generals in my Yuanhun Umbrella, Pei Junlin would naturally not be afraid of these small characters.

Since entering the Heavenly Demon Realm and arresting a large number of Heavenly Demons, Pei Junlin has achieved a higher level in one fell swoop. If Pei Junlin was just a low-level player before, but with the huge power of the demon in the Yuansoul Umbrella, it will jump to the level of a high-end player in one fell swoop, directly on the same level as Chen Zhentian and even saint-level figures.

A top-notch treasure is enough to change a person's fate, change the trend of the battlefield, and see Pei Junlin's attitude towards everything outside.

But Pei Junlin can't say these things clearly, let alone kill Luo Song in public. After all, there is no irresolvable hatred between him and Luo Song. Killing this person alive will definitely arouse the wrath of the sect.

Luo Song left with his front foot, and a snow-white figure descended from the sky with his back foot, it was Fang Zhiqing.

"Have you heard about the Immortal Mansion this time?" Fang Zhiqing didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point.

Pei Junlin shook the tissue paper in his hand. It was a call from the sect, and he was ordered to investigate.

Seeing Pei Junlin casually holding this thing in her hand, Fang Zhiqing was a little surprised.

"It's not something ordinary, it's a talisman summoned by the sect! You must not dispose of it casually, or you will be in trouble when the time comes." Fang Zhiqing hurriedly reminded her.

Seeing that things like Pei Junlin had been put away honestly, he was relieved, but he seemed hesitant to speak.

Of course Pei Junlin knew all the problems, and the root cause was the talisman call just now. It has the Zongmen's tracking imprint and deep spiritual imprint on it, so Pei Junlin can naturally see it. As long as he wears this thing, his every move will be spied on by the Zongmen people.

Pei Junlin doesn't intend to solve this problem immediately, but he wants to take an opportunity to get rid of this hidden danger. He must not do it himself, but create a coincidence so that external forces can destroy the sect's surveillance.