Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1032: Not Here

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This is a quiet and strange place, with mountains and seemingly water.

However, the mountain is no longer the mountain, and the water is no longer the water.

Most of the mountains that stretch for thousands of miles are bare and barren of grass, making them quite desolate. But there is an extra circle of greenery around the valley it surrounds. There are not only rare trees and exotic flowers and plants growing here, but also a lake that is more than ten miles long and three to five miles wide. In other words, it looks more like a closed pond from a distance.

Whether it is a lake or a pond, what is rippling in it is not the sparkling water, but the endless mist. On the shore of the clouds, there stood an incomplete stone tablet slanting. The two characters "Xixian" on it were very eye-catching, adding a different kind of solemnity and mystery to its location.

"Haha! That's the Xixian Pond! It actually made me wait for seven days to search..."

On the high mountain on one side of the valley, four figures hurriedly fell down. A man at the head stretched out his hand to wipe his khaki beard, with unconcealable excitement in his tiger eyes. Looking down from where you stand, the clouds and mist surging in the valley really look like a pond. There is no water in it, but the rich energy is rising all over the place. Even though it is thousands of feet away, it still makes people feel refreshed. In addition, there are more than three hundred figures scattered in the so-called Immortal Washing Pond, each sitting quietly to absorb...

"You and I are both new here. It is inevitable that we will go astray and be delayed, but it is not too late..." The one who echoed was an old man with white beard, with a smile that has not changed for many years on his face, and then said: "From the Hua family The disciples learned that if you want to wash away your mortal body and become an immortal body, you only need to stay here for three or five days. After ten days, it will be useless. You must remember..." He looked back. , the other two people behind him were listening attentively.

The man with the yellow beard had stopped laughing. He clasped his hands together and rubbed them fiercely. A fierce light flashed in his tiger eyes, and he said towards the valley below: "I thought I could become an immortal by practicing hard, but I didn't expect Ziwei." There is still a shortcut in the fairyland. It has been like this for a long time, how powerful our demon clan must be..."

"That's natural! With the tempering of Xixian Pond, more demon kings will be born in the clan, haha!" Feeling proud, the white-bearded old man smiled again and said: "I almost failed in my previous efforts..." When they were passing by Shengxian Terrace, something unexpected happened, which really frightened the four of them. The natural calamity is not scary, but the masters of the Immortal Realm are afraid of it. If his whereabouts are exposed, the final outcome is really unimaginable.

"It's just a false alarm! We must know that the heavenly catastrophe of the demon clan is different from that of the monks, so what can the Ascension Platform do to me..." The yellow-bearded man shook his head disapprovingly, and then said with great ambition: "As long as there are hundreds more under my command, more Thousands of demon kings, when that day comes, hum..."

If hundreds of demon kings really come to fight in a group, both the heavenly immortals and the golden immortals will run away. Unifying the demon realm is just around the corner! What do those masters in the Immortal Realm mean? The white-bearded old man couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, with inexplicable joy on his face, and ordered the person behind him: "Let's get started..." He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed twenty or thirty stone bracelet monster circles. He handed it to the other party, then turned to the yellow-bearded man and said, "It's not too late..."

The man with the yellow beard understood it and took out a large pile of stone bracelets, as many as forty or fifty.

Seeing this, the white-bearded old man was startled, and he pretended to smile unintentionally: "Brother Jin! You and I should each have half of the children and disciples. If not, haha..."

The man with the yellow beard handed all the stone bracelets to the other person who was waiting, then waved his hand impatiently and replied: "Opportunities are rare. It is time to support the younger generations of the clan. You might as well do the same..."

So and so? Now that we are far away from the Demon Realm, where should we recruit people? It had been agreed before that in order to avoid arousing suspicion, one should not be too presumptuous. Now the other party is different from what he looks like, and his behavior is not magnanimous! The white-bearded old man secretly cursed, his face remained calm, and he smiled generously: "That's it! You and I, brothers, are indistinguishable from each other..."

The yellow-bearded man looked deeply convinced and sat down cross-legged. The white-bearded old man waited with him on the top of the mountain, and watched the disciples on both sides disappear in place.

In the Xixian Pond, which was more than ten miles in size, more than three hundred monks were all focused on something. Coupled with the cover of clouds and mist, no one noticed the anomaly in the distance. And the cultivation of the two demon men was even better, and they acted more easily.

Within a moment, the two demon men who had taken the command had flown into the clouds and mist in the valley below. When he found a remote place, he found a pile of stone bracelets, and there were more than a hundred stone bracelets added to his own collection. In an instant, sneaky figures appeared all around.

A moment later, when the two hidden people returned to the top of the mountain, there were already five or six hundred demon cultivators in the late stage of integration in the corner of the Immortal Washing Pond below. They were all clustered together, busy cultivating and absorbing...

"Haha! In just a few days, great things can be accomplished!"

The man with a yellow beard sat on the cliff, stretching his neck. Seeing that the situation below was the same as before, he couldn't help but feel proud again. He looked back and praised: "Brother Supervisor! You are really my right-hand man..."

Those who can be called brothers and sisters can be said to have a profound friendship! And those who regard themselves as monsters are disgusting! Who is your right-hand man? If I hadn't planned it in advance with a monk's method, how could there be such a great scene today?

The white-bearded old man still had a smile on his face, but he snorted secretly in his heart. If you want to achieve great things, how can you get carried away? He thought so in his heart, not forgetting to pay attention to the movement below.

In the huge valley, the Xixian Pond shrouded in a white mist is like a bright pearl and jade left here. Although it has gone through vicissitudes of life, it still leaves a touch of vividness in this desolation. It is said that after the ancient monks ascended, they were transported here through the restrictions of heaven and earth, and were finally tempered to become immortal bodies. What about now? The ancient immortal realm is no longer what it used to be, and the monks had to work hard to reach the Immortal Stage and endure a lightning strike in order to achieve the right results. And the thunder tribulation, which was already messy and extremely powerful, was not easy to overcome. Even with the support of the elders, most of the monks from outside the world still returned without success. But we got a bargain for nothing, what a lucky deal! Given time, tens of millions of disciples will be brought here...

An hour later, the white-bearded old man came back from his reverie and looked up into the distance with great satisfaction. The starry sky with flying debris seemed to have never appeared before, and only the vast white sky made it difficult to distinguish what was going on. The surrounding area of ​​Xixian Pond was quite quiet, and there were still no other immortal masters seen...

Suddenly he noticed something, and the white-bearded old man suddenly lost his voice and said: "In the fairyland, there are still two places, Burial Star and Ziwei. Those masters in the fairyland do not have this ambition..." After the four of him entered the fairyland, they met with the Hua family The monks were separated, and they deliberately avoided and had no time to pay attention. Looking back at this time, the masters from the outside world did not go to Xixian Pond at all, but went somewhere else.

Hearing the noise, the yellow-bearded man was about to ask, but suddenly he was slightly surprised and hurriedly ordered: "Someone is coming, stay away for a while!" The white-bearded old man and the other two people did not dare to be careless and hurriedly hid with him. Figures, each looked up.

At the same time, a ray of light suddenly flashed in mid-air in the valley ahead, and then a figure covered in golden armor appeared. His limbs are long and strong, his hair is wild and windless, his eyebrows are like knives and his eyes are like stars, and he looks out in all directions with a power that is as natural as heaven.

Seeing the appearance of the golden-armored celestial being, the white-bearded old man and the yellow-bearded man were both stunned and secretly delighted. That's not Lin Yi, who is it...

Lin Yi is here!

The moment Lin stepped onto the Immortal Platform, he was carried away by the restrictions of heaven and earth. As the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, he had arrived in the valley. Not paying enough attention to the situation around him, he only saw the figure in the clouds and mist below and the word "Xixian" on the shore.

Wash the fairy pond!

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth curled up slightly, and his figure slowly fell. But after a while, he castrated slightly. Under the water-like rippling clouds, there were more than three hundred monks scattered within a radius of seven or eight miles. On the other side, in a rather cramped place, there were actually five or six hundred people from the demon clan crowded together.

How strange! Where do so many monsters come from?

Lin raised his eyebrows and looked around the valley, his eyes flashing. After a moment, a playful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he continued. And he did not fall directly into the Xixian Pond, but walked around on the floating clouds and mist.

At the same time, the man with the yellow beard on the top of the mountain stretched his neck, widened his tiger eyes, and said with some concern: "What is that kid doing? Could it be that he is trying to cause chaos..." Although we have a large number of people, It's the right time to temper your immortal body, so it's really not appropriate to create unforeseen events. If this provokes many experts from the Immortal Realm, it is inevitable that there will be unclear explanations. When the time comes, the Hua family in Detian will not dare to force their way forward.

The white-bearded old man stared downwards for a moment and said disapprovingly: "The boy noticed something unusual and will inevitably have doubts in his heart, but he dare not act recklessly, otherwise he will seek death!" After hearing what he said was reasonable, the yellow-bearded man nodded. He nodded, couldn't help but laughed ferociously, and said eagerly with a salivating look: "Although that kid was lucky enough to escape the disaster, he didn't know that a disaster was coming. It will only wait for three to five days, haha..."

Lin Yi seemed to be completely unaware of the movements on the mountain above his head, and just focused on the clouds and mist at his feet.

More than five hundred demons were hiding in a corner several hundred feet in size, but each of them looked up with a fierce look in his eyes. That figure covered in golden armor is really too ostentatious!

"Haha! Everyone is honest enough, and they don't mind being crowded..."

Lin Yi grinned and teased nonchalantly, and then swaggered away through the clouds and fog with his body covered with golden light. When he reached a few miles away, he stopped again and suddenly turned to an old man in a small group of people not far away. The opponent lowered his head to dodge, and the blood on his originally rosy face had long since disappeared...