Chapter 183: The Divine Manifestation in the World, I Am Not What I Am (Long Chapter)

Chapter 183: The Divine Manifestation in the Human World, I Am Not What I Have Not (Long Chapter)

"Grandmaster."

The sea cultivator stationed at the entrance of the secret realm stood up and saluted immediately after seeing Shen Lian appear.

The human demon cultivator outside the secret realm is named Wu Shiyan, who escaped from the Wanshan Territory into the sea and has been practicing in the sea for more than a hundred years.

Yuan Jing has teamed up with him several times, and doesn't know much about him.

It's always a pleasure when the two of them work together, going through dangerous places, hijacking spirit ships, etc., and they have gained a lot.

Outside the secret realm.

Wu Shiyan's bloodshot eyes flowed, staring at the broken seabed scene, and a black light flashed, and a figure of a sea cultivator squeezed out from the cliff.

"Hello, Grandmaster Wu, my ancestor invites Grandmaster Wu to enter the secret realm for a chat."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Wu Shiyan didn't move his feet at all, and looked at the sea cultivator who came out, and said with a fake smile.

"Your ancestor invited me in?"

"Yes, my ancestor has prepared spiritual food and delicacies, and is waiting for him in the clan."

"Really?"

Wu Shiyan showed a hint of amusement. Although he had just asked Yuan Jing to receive the guest, he had never thought of entering the secret realm controlled by Yuan Jing.

In the past, he didn't want to enter, and Yuan Jing didn't want him to enter.

Now, he was invited in.

"Buzz!"

Wu Shiyan stood there motionless, grabbed a few bones in his hand, and quickly formed a white bone dragonfly.

Then, he opened his mouth and spit out a bloody mist, covering the white bone dragonfly.

"Go."

After the voice fell, the white bone dragonfly turned into a stream of light and fell on the sea clan cultivator.

"Take it to see your ancestor."

...

In the secret realm, looking at the white bone dragonfly in front of him, Shen Lian was also stunned.

His original intention was to trick it in and kill it since it was delivered to the door.

But this person didn't come in.

When Shen Lian rushed out of the secret realm, there was no trace of Wu Shiyan outside the cave entrance.

At this time, a faint voice sounded from the white bone dragonfly that was stuck on the head of the sea clan cultivator.

"Daoyou Yuan Jing, we have been friends for many years. I didn't expect you to want to do something dirty. It seems that our relationship has faded."

"Daoyou Wu, seeing that you are unwilling to enter the secret realm for a gathering, I just want to invite you in person." Shen Lian replied with a fake smile.

A mere wisp of divine consciousness attached to the bone dragonfly could not penetrate his aura.

"Hehe..."

The white bone dragonfly emitted an undisguised mocking smile.

"There's no need to have a feast together. I came to find you for a great opportunity. Judging from what Fellow Daoist Yuan Jing has done, it seems that there is no possibility for you and I to cooperate on this great opportunity."

"Old Demon Wu, if you have anything to say, please speak quickly. This ancestor does not have time to argue with you."

The blood-stained dragonfly jumped a few times, and then another voice came, "You haven't been hiding in the secret realm for these years, and you don't even know about the secret realm of the vast sea."

Shen Lian did not speak, but listened quietly.

"In this secret realm of the vast sea, there are third-level spiritual medicines used by cultivators of our generation. You and I have been stuck in the early stage of the golden elixir for a long time. After hearing the news, I came to find you to join forces."

"Since you are joining forces with me, why do you have to hide and not even come into my small secret realm?"

"Humph."

Wu Shiyan snorted coldly, "Daoyou Yuanjing, let's not beat around the bush. Your secret realm is the home of the Fubo tribe back then. Your tribe has been here for thousands of years. I dare not go in, lest I fall into your hands."

"Daoyou Wu, you misunderstood me."

"Misunderstanding or not, you and I know it in our hearts."

"If Daoyou Yuanjing also wants to explore the secret realm together, we will go to Luze Island to meet in two months. At that time, there will be two other Daoists to go with you."

As soon as the voice fell, the white bone dragonfly rolled up and pierced into the distance.

"Want to leave?"

Looking at the blood light escaping in the distance, Shen Lian narrowed his eyes.

He was just trying to test his own fighting power.

Wu Shiyan came to him personally, how could he let him run away?

Demonic cultivator, single, coming to his door, all the reasons for his death were stacked up for him.

It was a pity to let such a soft persimmon run away after such a hard time.

He didn't have to worry about any consequences when killing this type of cultivator, as he belonged to the category of "safe" cultivators.

The bloody white-bone dragonfly flew back and forth in the underwater mountains, seemingly at a very fast speed, but it was always within Shen Lian's divine sense.

Twenty miles away from the secret realm, in the depths of a coral mountain, Wu Shiyan's figure slowly emerged and fled into the distance.

As for the white-bone dragonfly, it went in the opposite direction of him.

"It seems that Yuan Jing's strength has improved. I'm afraid that this alliance will be bad."

Wu Shiyan's face was a little ugly. What he said before was half true and half false. The opportunity in the secret realm was true, but the alliance with other Taoist friends was false.

As a demon cultivator, he dared not join his fellow cultivators.

Although the human race and the sea race are openly opposed, he has joined forces with Yuan Jing, a sea race member, several times, and they have been at peace, which is much safer than joining forces with human cultivators.

But this peace is obviously about to be broken.

…

"The old demon is worthy of being the old demon, and he also uses the method of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west."

Within the range of his divine sense, Shen Lian noticed the trace of Wu Shiyan. Before, he was hiding in the coral mountain and his aura was integrated with the surroundings, avoiding his detection.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, since you are here, why are you in such a hurry to leave."

Under the water, a faint voice sounded, and Wu Shiyan's expression changed drastically.

"Damn it, Yuan Jing has advanced to the middle stage of Jin Dan."

In an instant, Wu Shiyan's whole body erupted with surging blood energy, and countless phantoms flashed inside. They all flapped their arms, and the waves formed a huge blood-colored wave, sweeping away in all directions. .

Taking advantage of this huge wave of blood and water, he rushed towards the top of the sea.

Although his combat power will not weaken underwater, the combat power of the Yuanjing that wants to attack him will increase.

"Yuan Jing, don't you miss your old relationship?"

…

Shen Lian's figure merged with the surging water. Looking at Wu Shiyan shrouded in blood, he was not in a hurry to take action.

"The breath is similar to Yuan Jing."

Yuan Jing was the first Jindan master he killed. At that time, because he had just been promoted to Jindan, he naturally did not have time to carefully observe the methods of Xijindan master.

"That's all?"

After observing a few breaths, Shen Lian was a little disappointed.

He found that Wu Shiyan's golden elixir magic power was very loose. It seemed to be amazing, but in fact it was defeated.

Such monks who were at the peak of the early stage of the Golden Elixir were no longer his match.

At this thought, Shen Lian opened his mouth and spit out suddenly.

"puff!"

In an instant, a little silver light suddenly appeared, piercing the torrential water.

This silver light is the divine soul attack weapon that he has just refined, and its nickname is a silver stick.

…

Wu Shiyan, who rushed out of the flood covered in blood, felt that he was running farther and farther, and he was slightly relieved in his heart. Even if Yuan Jing was promoted to the middle stage of Jindan, it would not be long before he was promoted, so he might not be able to catch up with him.

"When I escape from this predicament, my tribe will be wiped out with blood in the future."

Thinking of this, Wu Shiyan's eyes were full of resentment.

"ah."

At this moment, there was a sharp pain in his head, and his mind felt as if he was being pricked by needles.

A little silver light suddenly appeared, and a small hole appeared in the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts!

"Soul attack magic weapon!"

There was a hint of horror in Wu Shiyan's eyes. He knew that Yuan Jing had a divine soul defensive magic weapon, but he had never seen him use an offensive magic weapon before.

Amidst the screams, his spiritual villain roared, opened its mouth and spat out mouthfuls of black ink.

The black ink was black and shiny, the light was flowing, and a harsh and sharp cry and roar came out. It began to expand little by little, and suddenly the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts was shrouded in gloom and terror.

Dark demonic energy was floating everywhere, and figures were born one after another. There were men, women, old and young, and the number exceeded hundreds of thousands.

"Soul Armor!"

Wu Shiyan roared. Although he didn't have a magic weapon, he did have a secret technique.

He saw countless figures flying towards his soul villain in the black demonic energy, forming a black all-encompassing armor.

In the black air, the silver light was shining brightly, just nailing the forehead of the villain Shen Nian, forming a stalemate.

"Old Yuanjing, when I come back, your tribe will be wiped out with blood."

His secret technique is based on killing creatures and is extremely difficult to refine. It can not only attack the opponent's sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, but also serve as a guardian of his own sea of ​​spiritual thoughts.

"roar!"

However, at this moment, a roar rang out from the sea of ​​Wu Shiyan's spiritual thoughts, covering up the cries of the remnant soul of resentment and causing Wu Shiyan's little soul to stagger around.

Wu Shiyan's spiritual sense sensed it, and the corners of his mouth trembled in fear.

"You...Moying, you are not Yuanjing..."

In the midst of the purple light, the seven-foot-sized ghost shadow waved a big fork, tearing apart a large piece of resentful soul shadow, and Wu Shiyan's soul defense method was torn apart.

"ah."

The moment the defensive soul armor was torn apart, Wu Shiyan couldn't help but scream. This kind of pain coming from the soul was too painful.

"No matter which old devil you are, let's die together!"

Seeing that there was no chance of a comeback, Wu Shiyan roared, and two rays of spiritual thoughts were separated from the broken spiritual figure, one sinking to the dantian, and the other impacting the spiritual thoughts.

In an instant, a destructive aura came from his dantian.

In the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, the trend of collapse also emerged.

However, a silver light suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of his soul villain, and a hole was made from the front and back.

A large web of five-color magic power enveloped his golden elixir and dantian sea from the inside out, interrupting the aura of destruction.

In the blink of an eye, the demon swung a big fork and tore Wu Shiyan's spiritual mind into pieces, devouring the broken pieces of his spiritual mind with large mouthfuls.

Seeing the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts shattering, Wu Shiyan's remnant soul rushed out in panic, trying to escape into the distance.

On the sea, Shen Lian spread out a bit of gold and fire like a dragon in his palm.

The spiritual thoughts of Jindan monks can seize the body, but the interval cannot be too long, otherwise the soul will fly away if it does not enter Qingming.

However, he was naturally flawless in his work. Not to mention taking possession of his body, he was even deprived of reincarnation.

As soon as Wu Shiyan's residual thoughts flew out of his body, he suddenly heard the high-pitched sound of suona.

I saw several figures on the sea wearing thick and gorgeous clothes, and their faces and skin were painted with various colors, and they were humming and swaying.

I saw several figures on the sea wearing thick and gorgeous clothes, and their faces and skin were painted with various colors, and they were humming and swaying.

"this……"

He remembered seeing this scene when he was in the mortal world.

Damn it, who's a monk who kills someone and still gives him a funeral?

It's so weird.

"I have become a broken man. There is no hope of regaining the golden elixir in this life. I leave all opportunities to you. Spare my life."

Feeling the terrifying aura in the golden flames, Wu Shiyan shouted.

"Ah, you will not die well."

The golden flame suddenly hit the remnant soul of Wu Shiyan, making a sizzling sound and screaming.

"Ah...you kill me, and I will retaliate with kindness...I tell you that there is a Jie Ying Dan in the secret territory of the vast sea, go and grab it, hahaha!"

Under the burning of the golden flame, Wu Shiyan's remnant soul was completely burned, and a line of green smoke rose from it, and then was swept into it by the golden flame, completely extinguishing it.

"Jie Ying Dan, you want to destroy my Taoist heart."

Shen Lian grabbed the intact body of the golden elixir and flew back a silver stick from before.

"A silver stick sounds too unpleasant, let's just call it a silver cent from now on."

This is not the first time that he has destroyed Samsara Qingyan, but the old demon in front of him is particularly damnable. He used hundreds of thousands of souls to sacrifice his secret skills.

You must know that it does not mean that everyone can capture the remnants of the soul after killing them. If you want to reach a scale comparable to the third-level soul magic weapon, you must at least kill millions of people.

Shen Lian was not a bad person, but he felt uncomfortable with the screaming human souls just now.

Immediately, his eyes looked into the distance.

…

Above the sea, a spiritual ship was suspended in the air.

On the spirit ship, heads popped out, looking in his direction.

"It's Wu Lao Mo."

"Wu Laomo was beheaded."

"This old demon has been plundering the nearby sea area for decades, and was finally captured by the seniors."

The monks on the spiritual ship were all so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

They saw with their own eyes that an old demon that had been wreaking havoc for decades was beheaded.

"Meet Senior."

"To be able to kill Wu Laomo, the senior's strength must be superb."

As the spirit ship slowly approached, figures from Qi training to foundation building even knelt down in unison.

Even the fake alchemy monk sitting in the spiritual ship flew out and bowed.

Zhuji flew out and knelt down in mid-air, while Lian Qi could only kneel down on the deck.

Of course, there were also some monks with good backgrounds. Although they were not very powerful, they still bowed and saluted. Although they sneered and looked down upon the other monks around them, they did not show it.

"I wish I could let senior see me."

Inside the deck, there is an opening for the Qi Practitioner.

"Stop, senior, I'm surveying the world with my spiritual thoughts. How can I not see you and me?"

Hearing the sound, the heads of the Qi Practitioners were knocked directly to the deck. If Senior Jindan could see their respectful look, he would be able to benefit from any chance he gave them.

"Senior, I'm the elder of a certain outer sect of Yunlan Sect."

The fake Dan master on the spiritual ship spoke.

Facing the Jindan master who could kill Wu Laomo, Yan Zhenjiang did not dare to show any confidence and directly greeted him as a junior.

Wu Laomo has been wreaking havoc in this sea area for decades. His methods are cruel and his tracks are treacherous. He has been chased and killed by Jindan Master several times, but he has escaped.

Being able to kill Wu Laomo did not cause much ripples, and it was most likely that he used the power of his spiritual thoughts.

All signs indicate that the real person in front of him is not weaker than the middle-stage Jindan, and may even be a great monk in the late-stage Jindan.

Such monks can only be found in the top ten golden elixir sects in the South China Sea.

There are only twenty or thirty people in total.

Shen Lian looked at the people kneeling on the spirit ship and thought of the time when he came north from the wilderness and met the Molong Ancestor throwing coins.

A good life should be rewarded.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

I have just been promoted to Jindan, so I can't be so high-profile.

The main reason is not that you are afraid of throwing away money, but that you are afraid that throwing away money will turn into a big spread.

"Everyone, please get up. No need to be polite."

Hearing the sound ringing in their ears, the monks on the spirit ship slowly stood up, and some juniors squeezed their heads out to look at Shen Lian.

For many monks, having close contact with the true face of Senior Jindan is something that will be remembered for a lifetime, and it may even be the only time in this life.

"Senior, who killed the old demon Wu, is a giant of our human race's righteousness. A mere salute from us is not enough to express our overwhelming respect for our senior!"

Yan Zhenjiang spoke in a deep voice. He sensed the auras around him again and found that Wu Laomo's aura was very light. This showed that Wu Laomo was suppressed without much resistance at all, and further confirmed that Shen Lian was extremely powerful.

He must be a senior in the late Jindan stage.

"A giant of righteousness."

Shen Lian was also stunned for a moment, has he become a giant like this?

No one is prepared at all.

Sensing Shen Lian's peaceful aura, one of the many monks, one of the foundation-building monks, knelt on the ground again and spoke loudly, "Senior, kill the demon cultivator and return the world to our sea. Please give me your name. I, my juniors, will do it for you." Seniors sing.”

As soon as these words came out, this person immediately became the focus of the monks on the spiritual ship.

Many of them had their eyes widened, and some were amazed that this person was so shameless.

Some people are upset as to why they didn't think of it.

"Leave a name and spread the song?"

In an instant, Shen Lian, who was still in high spirits, suddenly became excited.

There are bad people among the juniors.

He eliminated demons for the cultivators, but the cultivators wanted to harm him.

"Let's all leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lian's figure fell into the water below with a pop.

Wow!

The waves rolled and made a few waves.

"Senior is gone."

Looking at the splashing water on the water, the monks on the spiritual ship watched eagerly, and after waiting for a long time, they couldn't help but show disappointment.

It seems that the senior is really gone.

Although when he walked, his posture was not so elegant and the splash he made was still huge. Maybe the senior was so different.

"Senior is worthy of being a senior. You leave so freely."

The cultivator who just proposed that Shen Lian leave his name in the name of the immortal, knelt down again and shouted loudly.

...

Dozens of miles underwater, Shen Lian looked at the spirit ship going away. It was the first time in so many years that so many people saw him fighting.

But it was not a big problem, as he had already become a golden elixir.

Moreover, the five elements of Tianyan's magic power was also mysterious and hidden, which greatly increased his safety.

"The golden elixir cultivators should not be underestimated."

After killing Yuan Jing and Wu Shiyan in succession, Shen Lian also had some experience in his mind, such as Yuan Jing's soul defense magic weapon and Wu Shiyan's cruel and bloody secret method.

Everyone was good at it.

Moreover, the two cultivators at the peak of the early golden elixir stage did not test his due combat power at all.

Diving into the water for a hundred miles in an instant, the speed of the five elements escape method after the promotion to the golden elixir had exceeded the spirit ship.

After returning to the secret realm of Shanluo tribe, Shen Lian returned to Black Mountain and began to count the harvest this time.

Wu Shiyan's body was intact, which he had deliberately kept in order to build a puppet.

A puppet at the Jindan level has great value whether for personal use or for sale.

He took off Wu Shiyan's storage ring and counted it.

Like Yuan Jing, there were only two three-line Qingxu pills for orthodox cultivation, and the quality was also pitifully poor.

In addition, there were several bottles of pills with a strong bloody smell.

There were quite a few spirit stones, with more than 700,000 low-grade spirit stones and more than 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which were fatter than Yuan Jing.

In addition, there were more than 60 pieces of various third-level ores, some as big as melons and some as small as fingers.

"Secret Atlas?"

Soon, Shen Lian pinched a jade slip in his hand.

"Hanhai Secret Realm."

After carefully reading the contents of the jade slip, this jade slip was not the original, but a rubbing.

After carefully reading the contents of the jade slip, Shen Lian showed a thoughtful look.

During the period when he advanced to the Golden Core, spiritual objects related to the Vast Sea Secret Realm appeared in the auction of Nanya Xiancheng.

Later, the news of the Vast Sea Secret Realm soon spread throughout the nearby seas.

Shen Lian didn't care about the secret realm.

However, several spiritual objects with all five elements were born in this secret realm, which has attracted several Golden Core cultivators with five elements spiritual roots.

Five-element spiritual root Golden Cores are rare among casual cultivators, but looking at the major sects in the South Sea and even the Tiannan Continent, there are not a few high-level five-element spiritual root cultivators.

"Five-element spiritual objects, what a coincidence."

Thinking of the auction in Nanya Xiancheng, Shen Lian felt that the appearance of five-element spiritual objects was too coincidental.

Who is fishing again this time?

Now that he has been promoted to the Golden Core, the matter of practicing the exercises is imminent. Starting from other five-element spiritual root cultivators of the same level, it is a way to start investigating.

Shen Lian rubbed his chin, his mind was filled with contemplation.

Half a day later, he collected all the ores in the entire Shanluo tribe, and passed it down with Yuan Jing's order to increase the intensity of collecting ores.

Then, he began to refine the weapon.

...

Swish, swish, swish!

Two months later, in the secret realm of the Shanluo tribe, streams of light fell everywhere in the secret realm of the tribe.

At the moment when all the streams of light were in place, a wave of formation waves flashed and passed away.

The third-level lower-grade Bi Hai Fu Bo formation.

Relying on the third-level spiritual veins in the secret realm as the foundation, the power reached the third-level middle-grade, and the durability was comparable to the third-level upper-grade.

In addition, Shen Lian also blessed the Five Elements Talisman Array at the position of each formation flag, which increased its power by another level.

Not to mention the great perfection of the Golden Core, at least the late Golden Core cultivators who came in would most likely die on the spot.

Since he wanted to take a wave in the so-called Hanhai Secret Realm, he naturally had to be prepared.

On the Aoyang Island where he had been in seclusion before, the ten formations had not been dismantled, and there was a teleportation formation hidden deep in the spirit veins, which was the final trump card.

This sea tribe's land was another insurance.

Of course, this was not enough.

Shen Lian was going to look for a few more places to try.

As long as he dug a good pit, he didn't believe that there would be a Taoist friend who would not be pitted to death.

...

Late at night.

Under the sea, a shadow rushed towards Nanya Immortal City like a ghost.

Even at night, the sea outside the Immortal City was still very lively, with treasure ships and spirit boats rising and falling with the waves, densely packed together.

But among the many crowded treasure ships, there was a very wide sea area, with only one treasure ship proudly floating on the water, and the surrounding cultivators and treasure ships all avoided it.

On the treasure ship, there was a large black flag with the words "Yanzhen" embroidered in green light.

Yanzhen Sect, the first of the ten Jindan Sects under Yunshang Sect, has not only two Jindan Grand Perfection ancestors in the sect, but also one who can arrange a fourth-level formation.

Based on this power alone, the power of Yanzhen Sect is not much different from that of Yuanying Sect.

A group of five-colored hazy spiritual light swept from Nanya Immortal City and landed directly on the treasure ship, transforming into a weak-looking young cultivator, with five elements of spiritual power flowing around him, and exerting pressure on all around. It was a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan.