Chapter 441: Thousands of Years, Enduring the Death of Lianxu, Jinghe Chamber of Commerce, Zun

Chapter 441: Thousands of years, dying of Lianxu, Jinghe Chamber of Commerce, the honorable all-round craftsman will never give up

Five Elements Fairy Palace.

The ancient space filled with colorful spiritual mist all year round is vast and mysterious. Mountains, rivers, and wastelands are filled with rich spiritual energy, swaying with rare spiritual medicines in Yunxiao Realm and even Xianling Realm.

But such a vibrant place has no traces of the lives of cultivators, nor are there any dead bones or corpses left behind. The cultivators who have come in repeatedly have not left any traces here.

A stream of light spread out from the colorful spiritual mist, each of which seemed to cross thousands of rivers and mountains, and the end of the world was within reach in one step, and then fell in different places.

In a mountain filled with desolate air, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul landed, and after a glance, he locked onto a swaying fourth-level spiritual medicine in the valley, and his two eyes lit up instantly.

But this cultivator did not act rashly. He patted his storage ring, and a huge shadow suddenly enveloped his location.

With a "boom", a huge puppet a thousand feet high fell down the mountain. With the roar, it continued to explode, and the flying soil and rocks pierced through the colorful mist around it.

The surrounding mountains seemed to be rolled by earth dragons, shaking the wild grasses and spiritual medicines that were shining with spiritual light, shaking violently.

The wild grasses that have grown here for an unknown period of time and experienced countless withering and rebirths are the first to encounter such a high movement. The startled branches and stems trembled, and the stems swayed, scattering a few crystals.

This kind of movement appeared in many places, but unfortunately the area of ​​the Immortal Palace is so vast that it cannot be connected to a large scale. More cultivators who fell were still using shovels and hoes to carry out the most primitive harvesting operations.

There were also cultivators with flying swords across the sky, who cut off most of the mountain with one sword, and smashed it into pieces and put it into their pockets.

The Five Elements Palace is like an ancient prehistoric realm. It has not changed because of the entry of hundreds of billions of creatures. The diffuse mist is sticky and slowly floating. More places are as silent as ever.

In the Palace, a giant tree that is as majestic as a pillar of heaven grows in the middle area of ​​the Palace. No matter which direction you look from, you can see the majesty of this fairy tree.

The location of the fairy tree is the core area of ​​the Palace. Every cultivator who comes in will believe this idea at first sight.

According to past experience, don't think about getting close to the fairy tree if you don't land near it, because the fairy tree is not a place you can go to in a hurry. It requires opportunity.

Perhaps when you step on your front foot and your back foot steps on it, your whole body will fall into a kind of lightning-fast space flow, and then step into the soil wasteland covered with colorful colors.

So many cultivators entered the Palace, and naturally there were cultivators who landed outside the five-color wasteland.

But the colorful fog here in the Five-Colored Wasteland is even thicker, isolating the divine thoughts. Whether it is practicing Qi, building the foundation, or the Nascent Soul, they are all suppressed by the five-colored fog.

The appearance of the fairy tree seen here is actually the same as that seen in a distant place, no matter the size or color, and even because of the thick fog, sometimes the whole picture of the fairy tree cannot be seen.

There are few wild grasses on the Five-Colored Soil Wasteland, only some spiritual plants can grow, and a young bud sways on a wooden stake left after a cluster of withered countless times.

Somewhere outside the Five-Colored Soil Wasteland, a group of monks wearing Taoist robes of the same sect live in a dark cave, and a thick layer of colorful fairy fog permeates outside the cave.

"Brother Lin, the soul lamp of Junior Brother He Yun is extinguished."

In the dimness, the monks made some rustling movements, but in the end no one spoke, and their eyes looked at a young monk who was surrounded by the crowd in the center.

"When the five-colored tide recedes, if you have the chance, look for Junior Brother He Yun's body. Bringing it back to the sect for burial will be a reward for being a fellow disciple."

In the dimness, several figures lowered their heads, thinking constantly in their hearts.

There is no problem in finding the body. The resources on the body are equivalent to the benefits of gifts. This is also the practice of the monks from the major sects.

But it is not easy to find it. Most of the corpses of monks will disappear without a trace, and no one knows where they went.

Some people speculate that it was absorbed by the fairy tree, but there must be some residues left after the fairy tree absorbs it, but they have never encountered it.

"According to the records, every time the five-colored tide appears, it is when the Five Elements Fairy Palace is released from the Fairyland to the Small Thousand World. Don't you think it's strange that we have rarely encountered monks from the Small Thousand World."

"By the way, according to the agreement with the forces under the Cloud Realm, why haven't they contacted us yet?"

It is not easy to contact in the Five Elements Fairy Palace. After all, the monks who come in will drop randomly.

But Lingmu Immortal Palace gave a secret treasure that not only allows the fallen cultivators to get close to the Five-Colored Soil Wasteland, but also allows them to contact each other as soon as possible.

"Brother Lin, the five-colored tide outside has weakened."

Soon, two cultivators in the cave carefully flew out and began to check the surroundings.

The five-colored mist that permeated the surroundings was nothing, but once the spirituality contained in it entered, it would make one's own spiritual power become sticky like frozen, and even solidify the dantian.

Once the dantian in the body is solidified, even if the elder Lianxu takes action personally after going out, it will take thousands of years to melt the mana again. If there is no great opportunity, the frozen body will lose the opportunity to advance to Lianxu.

…

Somewhere in the Five-Colored Soil Wasteland, a little fellow Daoist who was building foundations was waving a shovel and working loudly with a smile on his face. A shovelful of Five-Colored Soil was a hundred times more effective than ordinary soil.

As he dug, his shovel clanged against a group of crystal-clear multicolored stones, and the huge force of the shock knocked him flying a hundred feet away.

After crawling back in embarrassment, I found that a somewhat beautiful monk was sealed inside this stone shrouded in five colors.

"My ancestors, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral graves of my He family."

…

The world of clouds.

Ape Mountain Cultivation World.

The huge formation flew into the air, catching the streams of light like a goddess scattering flowers one by one within the formation.

High in the sky, Tianfeng stroked his beard and nodded.

"What a great harvest."

"The tower master must be happy."

"Old Dragon doesn't know who the tower master is, but he knows that he is the Lord of my old dragon."

Long Shi, who was lying in mid-air in the distance, closed his mouth and looked in great reverence.

Unexpectedly, the Lord is actually the Tower Master of the Ascension Tower. He is so well hidden.

Nowadays, some scenes and scenes outside Bi Fang's cultivation world have long been spread throughout all realms.

The Ascension Tower, a powerful force within the world that has been passed down for a long time, is now leading everyone to resist the black hands outside the world. Everything seems so reasonable.

…

A few years later.

After statistics, the amount of earth, stone, spiritual grass, and spiritual veins obtained from this trip to the Immortal Palace was more than ten times that of the last time.

Thirty-seven fifth-level spiritual veins alone were recovered, more than 7,800 fourth-level spiritual veins, and countless third-level and second-level spiritual veins.

The spiritual soil has been raining soil for several years in various cultivation circles, and the thick soil covers the earth, mountains and rivers.

After the rolling spiritual energy overflowed, huge rolling gray waves formed in the void between the boundary continents.

Outside the core continent, in the eight directions of southeast, northwest, there is a huge whirlpool-like spiritual forbidden formation with a diameter of more than three thousand miles.

The formation was tens of thousands of feet high, and the whole formed a gigantic round barrel shape, tightly fitting outside the defensive formation of the core continent.

Within the eight formations that are three thousand miles in size, there are vortex blades that are similar to wheels. During the rotation, there are continuous collisions of inspirations, and then rush into the void.

Although most of his attention has been on the trapped Xu Lian monks for hundreds of years, Shen Lian has not forgotten the core continent.

The Core Continent is part of the Yunxiao Realm, and the recovery of the spiritual energy of more than 600 other continents has naturally affected the Core Continent.

Shen Lian specified that the bastards in the core continent should not be allowed to suck a breath of his spiritual energy.

After the rapid operation of his brain, combined with the inherited formations and brainstorming, he created eight vortex spirit-drawing formations.

Beat them to death.

Draw spiritual energy first, then draw blood.

When the time comes, let them spit out a mouthful of spiritual energy, a mouthful of blood, and everything they eat.

Unlike the Void Refining monks in the millstone, the dead energy here in the core area is too heavy. What is ground out by using the millstone array is not blood energy, but dead energy and rotten air, which is not conducive to the recovery of the realm.

As for how to deal with it, Shen Lian is not in a hurry, he needs to think of a safe way.

…

Inside the Ascension Tower.

Pei Tianlan held the Mending Order in his arms, and it took a long time for his eyes to move. He really wanted to clarify.

Even though he is trapped in the tower, he still has a jade talisman to communicate with the other god-transformation monks in the Ascension Tower. These guys used to not regard the tower master as the tower master, but now they are all very well-behaved.

But he didn't dare to explain yet, so he could only let these guys do what they were supposed to do.

It was unimaginable what kind of existence could actually exert such monstrous power directly on his body.

It's okay to be a chess piece.

But Pei Tianlan clearly knew that this person was very close to him, but he seemed to be as far away as thousands of mountains and rivers, so he didn't dare to pry.

After seven thousand years of cultivation, when he reached his twilight years, he unexpectedly became a ‘son of destiny’.

Who can you tell this to believe?

…

Of course, some people don't believe it.

For example, in the Yunzhen Cultivation World, there is a small fairy city that has just been developed for hundreds of years on the edge.

Luo Li opened the Lingmi shop, glanced at a dead tree in the corner of the shop among a bunch of flower pots, and sighed helplessly.

I don’t know what’s going on, but since the terrifying demonic energy appeared in the sky more than 300 years ago, my old master Hei suddenly went crazy.

After repeatedly exclaiming "impossible", "how is this possible", "I don't believe it", "how could it be him" and other nonsense, he jumped out of the possessed body and plunged into the flowerpot. In the middle, it became a dead wood bonsai one foot high.

Finally, he told her that his time had come. If he saw that the dead wood was completely dead, he would burn it with fire.

If you can still think of it as a master-disciple relationship, you will have no regrets in your life by erecting a monument or something for it.

But this old thing has been alive for hundreds of years and is still with a bunch of flowers and plants. She is tired and has to carry it with her every time she moves.

Luo Li once wanted to ask what happened, but the old guy shook his head like a rattle and muttered, "You can't tell, you can't tell." If you tell, you will have no chance of survival. "It's for her own good if you don't tell." When it is completely dead, it must be burned and buried deeply. "This is the master-disciple relationship in this life."

Qianqian pinched a magic trick with her fingers, and a small cloud and rain trick formed a drop of rainwater, irrigating the soil around the dead tree.

After finishing, Luo Li looked up at the sky and sighed.

This was the first time in so many years that she saw the lawless Master Hei frightened.

Over the Bifang Continent, the three trapped Void Refining Masters have been in prison for 679 years, and the Millstone Formation has been operating for more than 500 years.

The clicking sound of rotation has long been accustomed to the monks in Bifang's immortal world.

Inside the Ascension Tower.

Pei Tianlan looked at the sudden appearance of another self, and the corners of his mouth moved, and finally...

"well……"

With a sigh, he closed his eyes directly.

That’s all.

If you are not deaf or dumb you will die quickly, if you pretend to be crazy or stupid you will live longer.

Horizontal comment: Destiny Lao Tzu.

Looking at Pei Tianlan's appearance, the merit clone chuckled.

The entire Yunxiao world knew that he and Pei Tianlan were two people, and apart from Wuwang, Yunxiao should be the only one left.

After Wuwang is killed, only Pei Tianlan will have the secret.

With a wave of his hand, the Boundary Energy Monument appeared in front of him.

At this moment, in the grid representing the ninth level of vitality on the stele, the vitality scale has returned to the fourth level. As long as he can raise his vitality to the seventh level, he can try to advance to the Void Refining Realm in the lower realm.

It was originally planned to take three thousand years to complete this matter. Unexpectedly, it was less than a thousand years and the progress was much faster than expected.

More and more spiritual soil and spiritual veins are dug out in the Five Elements Immortal Palace, which has raised the concentration of spiritual energy in many cultivation circles to the fourth or fifth level. Although this phenomenon is currently like duckweed in the water, it has no foundation yet.

But apart from taking time to settle things like foundation, it can also be piled up with resources.

This time, the spiritual soil dug out from the Five Elements Immortal Palace has just been spread. When this batch of spiritual soil is digested, plus the essence of the three virtual refining monks in the formation, even if it cannot be promoted to the seventh level, it will be able to climb to the seventh level. Sixth grade.

Next, another excavation trip to the Immortal Palace will definitely raise the level of Yunxiao Realm's vitality to the seventh level.

That is to say, in another thousand years, he will be able to achieve hope.

During this trip to the Immortal Palace, I picked up a lot of things.

In addition to the resources that nourish the realm, there are three sixth-level elixirs and a god-transformation monk sealed in a colorful crystal stone, which was taken out by a small foundation-building Taoist friend.

The monk inside the crystal stone is very handsome, and the robe he wears is embroidered with a purple mountain mark.

After some inspections and attempts, Shen Lian found that the person in the crystal had fallen out. His magic power could melt the five-color crystal, but it would take a long time, so he could only temporarily put it away and slowly melt it.

…

"Fellow human Taoist, the slave family is willing to recognize you as its master."

Among the ghostly lotus flowers, Youlian shouted feebly.

Don't look at the fact that it has been practicing for more than 10,000 years, but the speed of its decline far exceeds the speed of cultivation.

Every time he tried to counterattack, he was met with an overwhelming thunder bombardment.

The power of each thunderous bombardment is increasing, which all shows that the order of the Yunxiao Realm is being restored.

This situation frightened him.

"The slave family really has eight sisters, each..."

With a "pop" sound, a ball of blood surged out of Youlian's body again and was sucked into the large millstone above. Even the Netherlight Lotus guarding it dimmed.

If it continues like this, it will fall to the realm of refining the void.

In another formation, Wang Yuanshan and Lin Jianhai have lost weight, and their Taoist robes appear much wider.

Their situation is a bit more miserable than that of the witches. They are skinny and bones, but they still have the demeanor of a master of physical training.

The two of them also noticed that Yunxiao Realm's vitality was recovering, and they became increasingly anxious.

"Fellow Taoist, our Jinghe Chamber of Commerce straddles the Huai River and welcomes fellow Taoists from all over the world. As a sixth-level formation mage, our Jinghe Chamber of Commerce will definitely sweep the couches to welcome you."

Wang Yuanshan spoke, he had said this countless times for hundreds of years.

Even though he didn't get a single response, he still couldn't help but speak in a life-and-death crisis.

"Fellow Taoist will eventually ascend to the fairy world."

"The realm of Yunxiao is located in the Huaihe River Basin."

There was a hint of threat in the words of the two of them.

The monks who ascended in the Small Thousand Worlds in the Huai River Basin can only appear in the land of Huai River.

A normal small world is surrounded by an ascension tower, just like the satellites of the realm wandering around outside the realm.

Whenever a monk in the world ascends, he can release all his magic power and sense the guiding aura passed down from the ascension tower.

This spiritual light will open up a hazy passage in the turbid sea. The monks can enter the Ascension Tower by following this passage.

The Ascension Tower is staffed by Void Refining cultivators from various factions, who are responsible for giving preliminary explanations to the ascending cultivators.

These transformed gods who have ascended in the Small Thousand World are all outstanding figures in the world.

Over the years, monks who have ascended from various small worlds have a much higher probability of advancing to Void Refining than local monks in the Immortal Realm.

Therefore, the leading monks will also use convenience to draw the ascended monks into their own sect or family.

In particular, some family monks would shamelessly lead a large group of female and male cultivators to guard the Ascension Tower eagerly.

Anyone who sees an ascended monk gives money, food, women, men, and babies.

If you are willing to join the family, I will give you as many as you want. If you do a good job, I will give you the position of the head of the family.

The monks who ascended in the Yunxiao Realm used to be treated like this, but since they were occupied by the Heavenly Demon Palace, everyone has acquiesced that there is no such realm as the Yunxiao Realm.

There are many Small Thousand Worlds embedded in the land of Huai River, among the great rivers and thousands of mountains and valleys. There is no need to be unable to get through one Small Thousand World and the Heavenly Demon Palace.

In the eyes of Wang Yuanshan and Lin Jianhai, no matter how the Yunxiao Realm changes, the monks who trapped them will eventually go to the Fairy Realm.

Moreover, as soon as you ascend from the Little Thousand World and enter the fairy world, you will experience the baptism of the order of heaven and earth in the fairy world, reshape your body's mana, and other blessings.

This kind of vision cannot be hidden from the outside world.

"Don't be afraid to tell fellow Taoists that we both have soul lamps left in the Chamber of Commerce. The scenes of the last few breaths before death will be directly reflected in the soul lamps left in the fairy world."

…

These guys have been making threats over and over again for hundreds of years, and the merit clone has long been tired of hearing them.

Now that these guys are still threatening, Shen Lian feels that this is his fault.

The mistake was that the power of the Mopan Formation was too small.

Somewhere in a cave whose location cannot be determined.

Shen Lian was surrounded by a circle of golden formation flags and formation plates. Several formation flags fell into his hands, and a bloodthirsty aura shone out from the metallic luster.

It's time to put more burdens on the virtual refining monks in the formation and refining them to death.

Shen Lian had also envisioned before that after refining them and crippling them, he would then go in and harvest their heads.

But in the end, the idea was thrown out of his mind.

It is too dangerous to do this. The monk who refines the void is just trapped by his formation, and is restrained by the order of Yunxiao. This does not mean that the monk who refines the void is really void.

Why take the risk when you can kill them safely.

After packing the array flags and stuffing them into the Tian Mending Pearl and transporting them away, Shen Lian's mind fell on a few sixth-level spiritual grasses.

I was thinking about whether to improve my alchemy skills first and refine the elixirs needed in the early stages of the Void Refining Realm, so that when I advance to the Void Refining Realm, I can consolidate the realm in the shortest possible time.

…

Inside the Ascension Tower.

The clone of meritorious deeds received the new formation flag, rolled up a green light and headed outward, while the real Pei Tianlan was still sitting cross-legged in the distance, mumbling something.

"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be surprised when the sky falls. You will remain calm despite all changes, and your spirit will be calm and peaceful..."

…

Dazzling streams of light of various colors danced over the Mopan Formation and swirled around, forming the appearance of a formation.

The formation flags rose up in the storm, reflecting an illusory appearance thousands of miles away, and made a hunting sound in the void.

Scarlet blood light rolled up in each formation flag, and the legendary ancient bloodline monsters from the Yunxiao Realm roared.

The demonic shadows derived from the three hundred and sixty-five array flags suddenly gave birth to circles of bloody halo, connecting the void into one in the blink of an eye.

It condensed into a blood-colored shield that covered the sky and the sun, shrouding the entire Mopan Formation, and the void within the formation became slightly stagnant.

At the same time, countless bloody runes surged forward, as big as a bucket, and densely packed toward the millstone array.

The huge millstone, which originally had only a few blood spots, was imprinted on it by these runes, and transformed into a number of ferocious demonic beasts. Each of them opened their mouths and faced the Void Refining cultivator in the formation. fall.

"ah!"

Screams suddenly sounded from the formation. Wang Yuanshan was caught off guard, and the blood surging in his body spurted out uncontrollably, forming a sheet of blood beads and flying out.

The same was true for Lin Haijian. Before he could react at all, a large chunk of the blood in his body was sucked away, and his face turned pale to the naked eye.

In just a short moment, one-third of the blood in their bodies was taken away.

He was still wandering in the realm of refining the void, but he was suddenly bombarded, and his breath suddenly became weak.

The rolling blood energy gushes out from the two grindstones, forming a surging ocean of blood energy. After merging with the rolling green light, it disperses into the void in all directions.

In some dim voids in the Yunxiao Realm, fine cracks appeared in the space, and wisps of essence and spiritual energy made a sizzling sound and sank into these gaps.

Deep in the crack, one can see the looming realm membrane shimmering with light.

The speed of the rumbling millstone has also increased, and it can rotate one grid every other day. The runes attached to it are constantly stimulated by the blood, and then the shadows of ferocious monsters are derived, and they are directed towards the refining void in the formation from high altitude. The monk rushed.

Such a sight made Wang Yuanshan and the Witch change their expressions, and they had no choice but to use force to break the falling bloody demonic shadow.

But among these bloody monsters, in addition to the ear-piercing screams and roars, there are also countless chaotic words, as if there are billions of creatures chattering endlessly in their ears.

Words such as 'Monkeys are born from monkey's mother, whose mother are you', 'Don't hurt flowers and plants', 'Fellow Taoist, please stay', etc. were poured into the ears from all directions, and even went straight into the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts.

"What kind of ghost formation is this?"

The witch roared angrily. She thought her methods were cruel, but compared with this crooked way, she still felt inferior.

So annoying!

It doesn't matter if a woman or a child cries, but so many nonsense verbal attacks are almost going to make her head explode.

The only good thing is that although the falling bloody demonic figures are like rain, they are not very strong. They can destroy a large area with just a wave of their hands.

But the flow is endless, as if there is no end, who can bear it?

Ten years...fifty years...a hundred years...three hundred years...

Among the endless blood-colored demonic shadows, the three figures seemed to be trapped in a demonic barrier. They were in a trance and mechanically smashed the approaching demonic figures.

There were several bloody demonic figures crawling on the withered body, and sizzling drops of blood gush out from the body.

In the eyes of several people, the demon shadow transformed into countless faces, showing emotions such as laughter, anger, scolding, sorrow and joy, and turned into various insignificant words, which surged in the sea of ​​​​mind and lasted for hundreds of years.

It was useless to try to close the six senses. The demon shadow was illusory. The real crisis was the big millstone in the sky, crushing the blood and qi at all times.

This was the method of the magic array master, and it was also mixed with the evil sect and the blood path, which made people live worse than death.

The refining cultivator who became a walking corpse did not stop the array, even though the blood and qi could not be crushed much.

And the two spirit swords were not much better. The spirit of the Red Fire Spirit Sword was the first to fail, and the spiritual energy was the first to be overwhelmed by the endless nonsense.

After the humanoid boy-like spirit exploded, it became a group of spirits that constantly emitted mysterious words.

"The human race came from the south, holding Erjun Gala in his hand, and the sea race came from the north, with a trumpet on his waist."

"Hey, guess what? I saw the eldest disciple of Yunhu Xianzong, who killed seven people alone, and there were seven big holes on the mountain gate of Ximen family."

...

Compared to the Red Fire Spirit Sword, the golden sword snake-shaped weapon spirit coiled on the cracked sword body, twitching from time to time.

"I am willing to surrender."

Unfortunately, there has been no response for hundreds of years.

These are still normal. In the formation where the witch is, the protective Youlian has long withered and only a shriveled bone is left.

Youlian lay directly on the spot, her skirt was torn into a mess, and it was looming everywhere. She also deliberately changed into a pink bellyband and kept fiddling with her posture.

...

Even the image transmitted across the distant void made Shen Lian angry and dry-mouthed.

He was so angry that he asked his avatar, the big-eared post, to greet the bitch.

Three refining masters, two spiritual swords, and five refining masters showed various appearances in the formation.

"Puff."

On this day, Wang Yuanshan in the formation suddenly woke up from his confusion, his eyes widened.

"No!"

A roar accompanied by a whine.

The shriveled body swelled up at this moment, and the thin face showed a strange blood red. The remaining blood in the deep body gushed out like a volcano and disappeared rapidly.

The ordinary blood and flesh essence between the flesh and blood was also extracted from the meridians at this moment, forming a blood-colored mist around the body.

A dignified refining master was actually drained of blood and died of blood loss.

There are ways to deal with this kind of magic method of blood sucking, such as having enough blood-replenishing elixirs, as long as you can replenish it quickly.

But they didn't. No one thought that they would be sucked dry in the lower world. The other elixirs they carried had already been used up.

"Boom!" With a sound, Wang Yuanshan, who was swollen with blood, exploded. His body, which had lost all his blood and essence, shriveled like earth and stone, and his soul was also exhausted.

A wisp of soul smoke rose from the cracked body.

Soon, Lin Jianhai also screamed and followed in his footsteps. After a ball of dry blood that had lost its vitality exploded, it turned into a resentful face.

"Sixth-level human god formation master, you will eventually ascend to heaven. My Jinghe Chamber of Commerce is waiting for you."

After a shrill sound, the face dissipated into nothingness.

Lianxu died.

The Merit clone took out a time hourglass and took a look. It has been more than a thousand years since the two Lianxu were trapped.

Two soul smoke floated out of the millstone formation and then were broken into nothingness.

But the millstone formation did not stop, and the colorful bowl that trapped Lianxu did not disperse, just standing quietly.

As for the storage rings and other things left in the formation, they just floated quietly.

...

Fairyland.

Looking from afar, a big river rolled down from the nine heavens, blessing billions of miles.

From top to bottom, it spanned the towering void, blocked by suspended land, fairy islands, and small thousand realms shrouded in black light, and divided into countless tributaries and fell to the vast land at the bottom.

This is the land of Huaishui.

From top to bottom, it is like a nine-layer fairy land, overlapping.

Surrounded by fairy light, there are fairy beasts flying between clouds and water, and there are blue waves and brilliance falling all over the sky.

In the farther direction, there is a vast vortex-shaped mountain range with all kinds of divine colors. Even at an endless distance, you can still see the vast scenery.

There is the Cangyuan land, the neighbor of Huaishui.

The Huai River is prosperous because of water, with many rivers and lakes, while the Cangyuan is born from mountains and has many deep valleys.

In the land of the Huai River, there is a vast fairy lake suspended in the air, with clouds and mist, and the light is swaying.

Above the fairy lake, clouds shaped like blue dragons surround it, supporting a stone tablet covered with cracks.

Jinghe Dragon Palace.

The mottled handwriting tells the ancient legend.

Today, this Jinghe Dragon Palace is the residence of the Jinghe Chamber of Commerce.

The Jinghe Chamber of Commerce is the largest chamber of commerce in the Huai River. The ancestor of Jinghe was at the level of great perfection of refining emptiness as early as 10,000 years ago.

Relying on the power of the chamber of commerce, it spreads throughout the Huai River and has a great reputation.

In a palace in the Dragon Palace deep in the giant lake, the universe is generated, and soul lamps floating on the dragon pattern base are burning quietly.

With a "crackling" sound, the suspended soul lamp suddenly rang with sword energy, and then exploded into a soul light.

‘You, the sixth-rank divine formation master of the human race, will eventually ascend to heaven. My Jinghe Chamber of Commerce is waiting for you.’

The miserable and resentful voice came from the soul light, and a formation scene filled with bloody demonic shadows appeared.

At the moment when the soul light was distorted, a figure slowly appeared like a ghost, revealing an elegant and gentle face.

He is Jiang Yuanju, the elder who has been in charge of this place for the past thousand years.

The broken soul lamp was brought close to him as he raised his hand, and the final scene of the explosion of the soul was recorded.

"Lin Jianhai."

As the monk's voice sounded, a blue ripple appeared in the empty hall, and a slender little dragon emerged.

"More than two thousand years ago, Lin Jianhai and Wang Yuanshan went to the Yunxiao Realm that was occupied by the Immortal and Demon Palace to gather the resources cultivated by the Chamber of Commerce."

"Yunxiao Realm?"

"To the Yunxiao Realm." Xiaolong's body is crystal clear. He is not a flesh and blood creature, but the spirit of the Jinghe Chamber of Commerce's Zhenyun Lingbao Jinghe Dragon Soul Mirror, which is also the center of the operation of the Chamber of Commerce.

"The Taihao Immortal Alliance was ordered by the Lingmu Immortal Palace to enter the Immortal Palace to inspect the Immortal Tree, which is related to the Yunxiao Realm."

"A sixth-level formation mage was actually born in this world."

There was no emotion on Jiang Yuanju's face, "How many financial avenues has the Chamber of Commerce opened up in Yunxiao Realm?"

The Chamber of Commerce is too big and consumes astronomical amounts of resources every day. In addition to some fixed resources, the Chamber of Commerce is always opening up or trying new resource routes.

"Three."

The Dragon Soul Mirror Weapon Spirit spoke, "They are Yin Yang Spirit Leaf and Five Spirit Root monks. There is only one other way to make money that requires the authority of the deputy guild leader to know."

The Yin Yang Ling Ye and Wu Ling Gen trade routes are in the hands of two chamber of commerce families, the Lin family and the Wang family respectively.

In the Chamber of Commerce, if you want to independently control a trade route, you must be a strong person in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm.

The dragon soul mirror weapon spirit finished what he could say, but did not reveal the information related to the reincarnated monk.

This is a relatively high-level core secret of the Chamber of Commerce. The monks who have ascended from the Yunxiao Realm for a long time have also dealt with this secret appropriately.

Jiang Yuanju didn't ask any further questions. There were three vice-presidents in the chamber of commerce, and each of them was at least in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm.

"Report this to the vice-president."

Since it involves trade routes under the authority of the deputy guild leader, Jiang Yuanju is no longer nagging. He is now just an elder guarding the Soul Lantern Palace.

"By the way, only one of the soul lamps was broken. Wasn't the Wang family member trapped in the formation in the early stage of virtual refining?"

At this moment, he remembered that Yunxiao Realm had sent two people, but only one soul lamp was broken.

Immediately, a soul lamp with extremely weak soul fire was summoned from the palace. Fine cracks could be seen in the weak flame, which all showed that the state of this cultivation was very bad.

"The Wang family has a life-saving technique for soul-blood Nuo insects. It seems that this cultivator used this life-saving technique."

Jiang Yuanju saw through Wang Yuanshan's situation at a glance.

"It seems that both of them were trapped in the formation. The Demonic Blood Technique, a magic formation master was actually born in the Yunxiao Realm."

"That's all, just tell the vice-president about this and let him worry about it."

"A low-level formation master of the sixth level, the formation method is indeed a method that can reverse the gap in the realm of fighting. The monks of the Wang family and the Lin family are afraid that they will be plotted as soon as they enter the Yunxiao Realm."

"Demon monks are best at the art of insidious destruction."

Jiang Yuanju said a few words, his figure disappeared in the hall like a bubble, and he appeared in a cloud and fell asleep.

Water splashed around the Dragon Soul Mirror Weapon Spirit, and then disappeared, immediately appearing in another majestic hall.

"Master Qi, there is something wrong in Yunxiao Realm."

Deep in the hall, a figure was stuck in the surging water. The long river-like water flow was as thick as mercury, causing the surrounding void to fall into a stagnant state.

And in the front hall, there is a middle-aged monk who looks very similar. The aura on his body is around the early stage of refining the void. His eyes are very strange. One eye is like a deep whirlpool, but there are five colors in the other eye. flowers.

"The realm of clouds."

The middle-aged monk frowned, and the colorful flowers in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Sure enough, something went wrong."

With a snap of the monk's fingers, a suspended spring appeared in front of him, and an arowana jumped out of the spring.

The monk's mouth closed, and a sentence came out.

Unfortunately, there was no response in the end.

It would be best, the monk said, "Let Gu Xian come to see me."

Dragon Soul Mirror Weapon Spirit nodded.

Gu Xian, the leader of a small race with chaotic blood in the Yunxiao Realm trained by the Chamber of Commerce. The reincarnation of monks in the realm relies on the monks of this small race.

"I've met Lord Qi Hui."

Gu Xian entered the hall and bowed. He was tall and strong, with a thick ring of hair follicles around his neck. There were three rows of eyes on his forehead, shining with colorful auras.

"The last time your clan contacted the upper world from the lower world, where were the people I asked you to arrange?"

Gu Xian lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "It's time to enter the turbid sea. All the remaining three virtual refining monks in the general clan have been sent out. The reason why they can't be contacted now is probably due to the influence of the turbid sea."

"The stakes are high."

Huizhu Qi pondered for a moment, "Take this and go again."

As he spoke, he threw a bronze dragon-carved bracelet to Gu Xian.

If the Yunxiao Realm is shattered, it will be shattered. Other spiritual objects will be lost at most. The safety of the reincarnated monks is the most important thing.

Even the Jinghe Chamber of Commerce must treat the identities of these people with caution.

…

The world of clouds.

After receiving the news of Lianxu's death, Shen Lian silently took out an hourglass and glanced at the time.

Two Lianxu from the Jinghe Chamber of Commerce died, but the witch still had one breath left.

The two spiritual swords were on the verge of collapse.

The boundary vitality monument appeared in front of him, and the scale on it had reached the sixth level, almost approaching the seventh level.

When the Yunxiao Realm was normal, it had never reached this level.

Because there was too much spiritual energy and the spiritual veins were not yet solidified, the spiritual energy was diffused throughout the boundary.

At this moment, the Yunxiao Realm was still a little bloated, and the voids, continents, and dangerous places were all absorbing spiritual energy.

The Pillar of Order had not moved at all since the last time, but the sky above the boundary had been shrouded in green light, and countless rules and orders were derived.

It seemed that the Yunxiao Realm had taken the upper hand, but Shen Lian always felt that there was some estrangement in his perception, as if it was a little unsmooth.

The relationship between the realm and the living beings complemented each other, but without the realm, the living beings would not even have a place to live.

The living beings of the Yunxiao Realm were born with the same mark, and were ignored by everyone in the realm, but after ascending to the fairy realm, others would call you from the Yunxiao Realm.

After thinking about it, Shen Lian felt that he should hold a grand sacrifice that affected the entire realm to awaken the connection between the creatures in the realm and Yunxiao.

This is not difficult, after all, the realm is under control, and it is better to communicate with the order of Yunxiao Realm again.

The Jade Lake I saw after entering the Order Pillar last time was very magical, and it is difficult to describe what kind of existence this is.

The order of the realm is a lake?

Shouldn't order be elusive, ineffable, and indescribable?

But the order of Yunxiao Realm has materialized, and it also has the spiritual wisdom of acquired creatures, which is very magical.

More than ten years have passed.

The Youlian Witch, who was scratching her head and limbs, turned into a shriveled fragment in an unwilling roar.

The several large formations suppressed in the sky are operating as usual.

Putting himself in others' shoes, Shen Lian felt that if he was on the verge of death, he would definitely have a backup plan left.

He didn't know whether the three Lianxu cultivators had a backup plan left, so the formation was still open.

As for the spoils, I won't collect them for now.

He was afraid of receiving a little surprise.