Chapter 569: Eight-Turn Tower, Using Clones to Comprehend the Rules

Shen Lian naturally didn't dare to eat the nest of Mahayana, and his ability was only to practice Qi.

The predecessors who used Mahayana to make nests were destined to be empty-handed.

In comparison, Shen Lian felt that the forces that continued to stir up trouble were more interesting. At this time, it didn't matter who did it. This was forcing Kunpeng Palace and Lingmu Immortal Palace to go to war.

Even if they were suppressed again this time, it didn't matter.

The threshold of the two sides' fight was constantly increasing. The harder they were suppressed now, the more tragic it would be when it exploded.

Shen Lian was too lazy to guess who the guy was this time. It didn't matter. Whoever loves him.

He just started it, and the rest of the people just continued to act.

I believe that after this time, there will be the next time. It is obvious that they want to trample on the face of the Holy Land of Hedao.

The Holy Land of Hedao is not afraid of these exposed news, but the premise is that these news will not exist for a long time. After a long time, low-level cultivators can pass on several generations in thousands of years, and such news will naturally be forgotten.

But if someone is willing to consolidate the sutras for all living beings after hundreds or thousands of years, it is hard to say.

Shen Lian is now very sure that this matter is not over yet, and there will be continuous consolidation treatments in the future.

For him, if someone continues to trip up Lingmu and Kunpeng, he will be relieved.

If the fairy world is not in chaos, how can he practice with peace of mind.

"Practice!"

...

Three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

"How is Hesong?"

Lin Xia, who has been busy for a long time, took the time to ask.

Soon, a subordinate reported back the situation of Hesong's journey to Juntian.

"The old man is quite afraid of death."

After knowing that Hesong was shrinking, Lin Xia laughed and scolded.

The bait has been thrown out for hundreds of years without any movement, but he is not very anxious.

Fishing is to see who can keep calm.

As a senior angler, he doesn't think he will come up empty-handed.

Hundreds of years are still too short for a Mahayana cultivator.

He has not been idle over the years, and has continued to arrange people to conduct more detailed investigations, and many buried news have been found out.

But the news about the Bu Tian Sect in Yunxiao Realm is still focused on the cultivator 'Pei Tianlan'.

But Pei Tianlan disappeared.

As for the other gains, it is to find out that when the Bu Tian Sect appeared, it rose in the southern part of Yunxiao Realm, but there is no more specific news.

The records of the rise of the Bu Tian Sect are intermittent, here and there, as if they appeared in a jump.

The key is that the people who know this news are old and dead, and the first batch of Lianxu cultivators born in the realm were baptized and promoted after the realm was opened.

"Pass the order down, and settle the women of Hesong's relatives who are suitable for pregnancy separately, and don't let Hesong take them away."

Since it has been decided to play the long game, Hesong cannot be allowed to complete his reincarnation, otherwise the bait will have twists and turns.

Lin Xia didn't know to what extent He Song had refined the Dao Fetus, but as long as all the women in He Song's family were moved away, He Song would have no choice but to obey.

Reincarnation is a particularly difficult thing, and it must be done step by step. In order to successfully return, He Song did not dare to go outside to find a woman who was not related by blood.

...

Inside the crack of heaven and earth.

Outside the inverted realm, Shen Lian was scratching his head.

After coming out of retreat, he has officially advanced to the eighth turn of the twelfth floor.

But looking at the inverted realm in front of him, he still didn't have the courage to break in.

He couldn't get through, from another direction, it meant that Mi Xuzi was also safer.

After walking around, Shen Lian had no choice but to start retreating again, waiting for the inverted realm to disappear or escape.

Sitting cross-legged in the cave again, Shen Lian operated the chaotic magic power to drive away the power of the water and fire polar reversal on his arm. His original intention was to see if he could comprehend the power of the inverted rules.

This kind of rule power is too mysterious. If he can comprehend it, his combat power will at least increase by several times when fighting with others.

Unfortunately, even with the blessing of the chaos rule, it still doesn't work.

When touching the inverted realm, what he encountered is not how to comprehend the inverted rules, but how to make his body not inverted first.

The spirit and spirit are surging down, and the blood and qi of the two feet are surging up. Who can bear this?

No wonder the Mahayana predecessor died in it.

The sudden inverted tearing feeling almost made him fall into the inverted realm.

"Hey..."

"Extremely cold fire, extremely hot soup, inverted five elements."

At this moment, Shen Lian raised his palm, and the chaos seed in his palm slowly rotated.

I saw a wisp of water and fire power that reversed the inversion surge in the seed.

"A thief never leaves empty-handed. If I don't get anything back, my tailbone would have been hurt in vain."

The divine mind is carefully integrated with the Tao seed, which can sense the mystery of the inverted water and fire power. The first feeling Shen Lian gets is chaos and destruction.

Any foreign objects that touch it will be destroyed by this energy.

As time goes by, Shen Lian dare not always focus on this energy. The small inverted water and fire energy may not seem big, but it still has a great impact on his soul.

Every once in a while, he will withdraw his divine mind to recover, so as not to let his consciousness fall into chaos.

This kind of chaos is disordered chaos, as if everything has lost order, giving people a feeling of watching helplessly.

Shen Lian found that it is very difficult to comprehend this rule, and it needs to be planned for a long time.

After sealing the inverted energy in the Tao Seed, he began to calm down and practice again.

Immersed in practice, time is like a donkey pulling a millstone, turning around and around, and it flies.

Every once in a while, Shen Lian would wake up to see if the inverted space outside was gone, and carefully collect a little bit of inverted energy.

Then, see if there is anything big happening in the fairy world.

…

"Yeah."

One day, Shen Lian woke up from his practice, and the soul in the sea of ​​​​mind lit up with circles of light, and the breath of the soul became more and more magnificent.

At this moment, the dense gray runes on the soul lit up, and a pair of soul eyes suddenly lit up with two gray pupils.

"Who is looking for me?"

…

In another direction of the inverted realm.

In the dark void, in a secret realm full of flowers and plants, the breath was silent, and even the air seemed extremely dull.

When Luo Yuan called him before, he knew he could no longer hide, so his substitute opened the secret realm and rushed out first, which also saved the secret realm from being destroyed by the semi-immortal ancestor.

Somewhere below the dense spiritual herbs, in a space the size of a needle hole, there was a strong smell of blood and spiritual medicine.

In the blood, a figure was floating in it.

His name was Xiao Mi.

Just now, a fellow tribesman who might be called Xiao Mei was calling him.

The voice was as beautiful as a lark.

Mi Xuzi, who was slowly recuperating in the blood pool, was taken over by Shen Lian, the original body, at this moment, and his pupils turned into chaos color.

In order to make the substitute look more like, he took away 90% of the original body's immortal Luo aura. These original auras can be restored, but it takes time and a lot of resources.

Shen Lian was also very surprised that he gave up the child to get the semi-immortal.

At this moment, the chaotic power flowing from the soul covered Mi Xuzi's whole body.

Now Mi Xuzi's weak strength is equivalent to that of a newly advanced Xiao He Dao, but it is easier to be wrapped up by the chaos mystery.

Mi Xuzi once again sensed the resonance of the blood of the same clan, which surprised Shen Lian.

As soon as he noticed it, he responded and isolated his external induction with the chaos mystery.

Who is it?

It's still a female immortal Luo cultivator.

Is this to confirm whether Mi Xuzi is dead or not?

The half-immortal ancestor is not so unconfident.

If he wanted to be sure, he would have done something long ago.

Whose general is this?

He operated the chaos mystery to isolate Mi Xuzi's breath tightly, and he couldn't let his breath leak out anyway.

Shen Lian was also thinking about which party was looking for Mi Xuzi.

The corpse world certainly won't happen. The half-immortal ancestor has to be proud, and the possibility of the immortal alliance is not great, but it is also possible, Lingmu, Kunpeng, Yuxu, and Zhenling are all possible.

…

In the deep space, on a floating shuttle, Yan Lingfei stood with his hands behind his back.

In the space inside the shuttle, blood-colored runes surged and connected, forming a hexagram-shaped formation.

On each of the six corners of the formation sat a Xianluo monk, and in the middle of the hexagram-shaped formation was a female cultivator with a face as beautiful as a banished immortal.

At this moment, the runes on the Xianluo monks on the corners surged and gathered on the female cultivator. Then the female cultivator muttered something, and the mysterious fluctuations gathered into five colors above her head and passed out into the deep void.

This formation consumes a lot of energy. As the Xianluo monks on the corners of the formation are only at the perfect stage of refining the void, every time they breathe, their aura will drop by a level.

“Buzz!”

Finally, when the five-color mystery above the female cultivator’s head dissipated, Yan Lingfei quickly flashed in.

“What’s going on? Do you feel it?”

The beautiful Xianluo female cultivator shook her head lightly, her eyebrows slightly frowned, making Yan Lingfei a little absent-minded for a moment.

However, he quickly realized that this female cultivator was the concubine of a certain Mahayana ancestor in the palace. If he dared to show any improper thoughts, he would simply be tired of living.

Don’t look at the several immortal monks sent from the palace, he wants to send this female cultivator back safely.

“No sense is transmitted back.”

The immortal female cultivator stopped talking and sat cross-legged there, lost in thought, with a faint sadness on her face.

After taking a look at the other immortal monks on the hexagram, Yan Lingfei flashed out and left a message, “Fellow Daoist Qi Yue, please have a good rest. Let’s try another place.”

The immortal monks in Lingmu Immortal Palace are not very powerful. It is this person named Qi Yue who has a certain physique and was taken into the room by a certain ancestor that he was able to become a small rule-combined cultivator.

As for the other Xianluo monks, they were only used as spiritual objects to assist in comprehending the rules in the palace. Naturally, it was impossible to let them advance to the Hedao. After all, they were once near-immortals, so they still had to take precautions to avoid any problems.

He couldn't control Qi Yue, nor could he control the remaining Xianluo. Since they were sent here, there was no limit to life or death.

Yan Lingfei drove the shuttle and carefully wandered in the dim void. This task made him curse, but he only dared to curse, not to curse Lin Xia Patriarch.

In order to complete the task, he had to bite the bullet and go deeper into the cracks of heaven and earth.

On his shuttle, there was also a spiritual treasure like a dragon-headed cane. The dragon head on this cane kept turning, and a whirring sound came out of its mouth.

In the process of passing through, the air swimming in the area was captured.

Walking and stopping, Yan Lingfei took his shuttle and finally exhausted the Xianluo monks he brought with him to death.

Sitting cross-legged in the six-pointed star, Qi Yue looked at the lifeless compatriots who fell beside her, her face still looking sad.

"No induction."

Seeing Yan Lingfei reappearing, Qi Yue moved the corner of his mouth and stopped talking.

Yan Lingfei didn't care. This sad beauty looked like this. Maybe the Mahayana ancestor liked this tone.

With a flash of figure, Yan Lingfei arrived at the dragon's head crutch.

"How is Baoling?"

"Very pure."

The crutch dragon head's eyes lit up and he said in a voice, "The taste is very good."

Hearing the sound, Yan Lingfei understood.

This dragon-headed walking stick was specially made by Lingmu Immortal Palace, and was specially used to capture the scent of the Corpse Slough Realm. No matter how well the smell of those guys in the Corpse Slough Realm is concealed, it will be leaked once they are taken.

Under the guidance of the dragon-headed crutch, he captured the rich rotting and withering air of the Corpse Slough World in the cracks in the world, which was enough to show that the Corpse Slough Realm monks came first.

Coming to a separate space, Yan Lingfei took out the jade talisman and began to report to Elder Lin Xia.

Now that he was done investigating, he really didn't want to stay in this weird place for another day.

In the light curtain derived from the communication talisman, the light and shadow of the forest box appeared.

After finishing his report, Yan Lingfei waited anxiously. At this moment, he suddenly felt the surge of mana in the next space, and his spiritual mind swept over it in an instant.

Just in time to see the beautiful cultivator sitting cross-legged in the six-pointed star array, her black hair slipped and her jade hands fell to the ground.

At this moment, Yan Lingfei felt like his soul was about to fly.

It’s over!

Dead!

"Ancestor, fellow Taoist Qiyue himself died."

Hearing the sound, Lin Xia frowned in the light and shadow. In his eyes, a small rule of law was the same as an ant. There was no difference.

But this woman was borrowed by him from the great sage Bai Zhao, another Mahayana monk in Lingmu Immortal Palace. This woman was also quite favored by Bai Zhao.

An ant even committed suicide to cause trouble.

After thinking about it, Lin Xia said, "You can escort the person back."

When a person dies, he must give an explanation to Bai Zhao.

After saying this, Lin Xia withdrew his spiritual thoughts. He was just an ant, that is, Bai Zhao was greedy for his body. To him, it was no different from a skeleton.

A Xianluo Xiaohedao committed suicide to cause trouble for him, and Lin Xia was a little angry.

However, he quickly fell on the news from Yan Lingfei. The aura of the Corpse Slough World appeared in the rift between heaven and earth, but he could not sense any trace of the Xianluo monks.

He is very aware of how determined the corpse world is to kill the monks of the fairy world.

That Xianluo monk should have been killed by the Corpse Slough Realm.

It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes, and there is no more information to support it, but since the corpse world has taken action, there is no reason to let a little Hedao survive.

Pei Tianlan disappeared and the descendant of Xianluo died. There is no way to prove whether the two people are the same.

Looking at the names recorded on the light screen, Lin Xia placed a big 'question mark' on the connection between Pei Tianlan and the Xianluo monk.

…

In the rift between heaven and earth.

In the shuttle, the female cultivator lying dead on the ground looked like a sleeping beauty, giving people the idea that they only wanted to watch from a distance but not to play with.

Yan Lingfei, who was standing aside, cursed secretly in his heart, why didn't you die before you wanted to die? Now that you are dead, what the hell, Bai Zhao can't do anything to Lin Xia. This matter must be blamed on him.

After practicing for so many years, I am also a monk at the Yujing level, but I am still frightened by a woman with a small rule. Who makes this woman the most beloved concubine of a monk in the middle stage of Mahayana?

The Mahayana Patriarch even violated the rules in the palace and did not allow Xianluo monks to advance to Hedao.

This Patriarch Bai Zhao is also a talented person, and it is said that he is expected to advance to the pinnacle of Mahayana. When he thinks of this, Yan Lingfei feels that his future is dim.

It's dark, it's really too dark.

This bitch is not so deceitful.

Just as Yan Lingfei was thinking about finding a jade coffin made of eternal ice after leaving, the female cultivator lying in the six-pointed star lit up with colorful lights.

"I'm going to fuck you like a fairy."

The sight in front of him made Yan Lingfei unable to suppress it any longer and started to curse.

The Xianluo female cultivator who fell to the ground began to disappear, and wisps of colorful spiritual light rose up.

Yan Lingfei rushed forward to catch her. When he faced the female corpse before, he didn't dare to get close. After all, she was the ancestor's wife. If he touched it, she might directly become the outlet for the ancestor to crush him to death. .

The female corpse was completely vaporized in just one breath, and her shadow emerged from the colorful mist. Her face, as if carved by heavenly craftsmen, no longer looked sad, replaced by the relief of relief.

He glanced at Yan Lingfei coldly, opened and closed the corners of his mouth, and conveyed the silent words, and then the colors spread out in all directions.

With a "pop" sound, Yan Lingfei squatted on the ground.

There wasn't even ashes left, so what could he give to the Great Sage Bai Zhao?

"You stinky bitch, you will be reborn as beasts for generations to come!"

For a moment, Taoist friend Yan, who had been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, felt numb and wanted to cry.

…

"Fellow Taoist of the same clan, if you are still here, you must not respond. Lingmu Immortal Palace is looking for you."

As the colors dispersed, the hidden Mixunzi also received the resonant voice in his blood.

Then, there was no more.

…

"Lingmu Immortal Palace."

In the cave, Shen Lian received the sound of blood resonance coming from Mixunzi.

It is obvious that the other forces in the Immortal Spirit Realm are not aware of the Corpse Transmutation Realm's actions. With the appearance of the Lingmu Immortal Palace, other cultivators such as the Yuxu Immortal Realm may not appear.

These forces all have cultivators of the descendants of Xianluo in their hands, and they must be prepared to respond.

"I don't know how Mixuzi, a fellow Xianluo, is doing, and whether he will be noticed after the message is passed on."

In the following time, Shen Lian often paid attention to the situation of Mixuzi's clone, and reinforced the chaos mystery on Mixuzi's body every once in a while to deal with the possible call that may appear again in the future.

The rest of the things are to bury their heads in hard practice.

When Shen Lian was practicing, he felt a little regretful. Before entering the Heaven and Earth Crack, he should have caught a few sixth-level monsters with good bloodlines, so that he could use them to create clones in his spare time.

For him, the role of the clone can be said to run through the path of practice, and many things in the future still need the clone to do.

For example, peeping at the rule strings, he had thought of taking an opportunity to swallow the rule mysteries on the rule strings to expand the mystery of chaos, but this opportunity was too slim.

In comparison, the method of creating clones and breaking the whole into parts is more suitable.

It is too late to think about this matter, and it should have been taken action long ago.

Fortunately, it is not too late to react now.

In this way, as long as the fairy world continues to be chaotic, he can control the clone to fish in troubled waters, and let the clone control the different marks on the strings of the rules.

Fortunately, there are clones outside to do these things.

Now in Haotian Realm, there is a clone of the fairy pot.

In Juntian Realm, there is a clone Tianshui, and there is Yi Nian who follows Jin Zhuo, the master of the branch palace of Lingmu Fairy Palace.

In Juntian Turbidity Realm, there is a clone Yanyan.

In addition to the fairy pot, the remaining three are all small rules.

Time flies. It has been 1,300 years since the last time, that is, the second exposure of the blood sacrifice of the Hedao Sect.

In the turbid fairy world, countless photo beads and jade slips have once again exploded, and the content is still compiled by Shen Lian before.

These people are really unsophisticated, just copy and paste, not even bothering to use a little innovation.

These image beads and jade slips are spread more widely, not directly from the void star sea, but in the cultivation world of the major continents in the fairy world.

Especially in the areas where small sects and clans live, these jade slips are like snowflakes.

The key is that Haotian and Juntian in the fairy world, some forces at the level of refining emptiness and transformation of gods, have really lost some disciples with five spiritual roots whose talents are not important in the past thousand years.

This time, the news spread only from the Kunpeng Hall.

Haotian Realm, Chongxuan Immortal Sect.

"What are they doing? What do they want to do!"

Outside the main hall of the sect, the disciples heard the angry roar of the sect master from a distance.

In the hall, the Chongxuan Sect Master crushed the jade slip image beads piled in front of him into powder with a big slap.

There is no more than three times, this has happened three times, and each time it hits the face of his Chongxuan Immortal Sect.

Once in a thousand years, healing pills have not been consolidated like this.

What is his Chongxuan Xianzong, a place that harbors filth and dirt?

"Master, we should ask Kunpeng about this matter..."

Elder Xuanling started to speak, but was interrupted by Elder Shanling, "What the hell, is this the first time? Kunpeng Palace is no longer the Kunpeng Palace of the past!"

Chongxuan Xianzong was provoked again and again, relying on Kunpeng Palace for a living, and suppressed the matter again and again.

But he couldn't stand the guy who fanned the flames behind the scenes, it was really hateful, how many times, every time it was his Chongxuan Xianzong.

No matter how good the sect is, it can't bear such a disaster.

How can we accept disciples.

In the vast area under his command, those small sects and clans are ants, but we can't kill all these ants.

In that case, Chongxuan Xianzong won't accept disciples.

"The foundation is unstable, the foundation is unstable!"

"Kunpeng Palace has not found the force behind the instigation until now, it is so disappointing."

...

"...So disappointing!"

Similar words appeared in many sects.

Everyone relies on Kunpeng Palace for food, so it can be said that if one prospers, all prosper, and if one suffers, all suffer. Good guy, it has been damaged for thousands of years.

Can it work?

Before Kunpeng Palace reacted, at a space node in the western region of Haotian Realm, the Xiling Immortal Sect stationed at the node directly closed the space wormhole and prevented the monks of the Lingmu Immortal Palace from passing through.

Soon, a chain reaction occurred, and the various forces under the Kunpeng Palace and the Lingmu Immortal Palace confronted each other.

Even the Xianhu Sect in the southern region was not spared.

"Ancestor, our sect's outbound fleet is trapped in Yunfu Immortal City. Without the space wormhole, I am afraid it will not be able to return in a short time."

Lin Tianhe passed the news to the Xianhu Ancestor.

How could Xianhu care about a fleet? There were many trapped cultivators and fleets, not just theirs.

Two days later, Lin Tianhe pulled Xianhu up again.

"Ancestor, Lingmu Xian Palace sent a message saying that the mastermind behind the rumor has been found out, and it is the Seeking Immortality Alliance that has been attacked by all parties."

"The Xian Palace is ready to start a siege against the Seeking Immortality Alliance again."

In just a few days, under the powerful intelligence network of Lingmu Xian Palace, the news spread to every corner of Haotian and Juntian.

The news claimed that the Seeking Immortality Alliance was an evil alliance. In short, it was described as abominable as possible, and cultivators of all races should attack it together.

Everything is a conspiracy of the Immortal Seeking Alliance, don't be fooled, etc.

The news of the disturbance outside did not affect Xianhu. He was busy taking the Xianhu mark controlled by the 'True Xianhu Ancestor' for himself.

Since the original body was hiding in the cracks of heaven and earth to practice, this kind of hard and tiring work was naturally handed over to the clone.

Xianhu was busy occupying the magpie's nest here, while Tianshui in Juntian was wandering around, looking for suitable demon clan Taoist friends for Shen Lian. In short, there was no delay anywhere.

…

Catching demon clan, releasing a dog is fine, let alone Tianshui Taoist Master.

The more difficult thing is to steal the rule mark.

In the Xianhu Sect, Xianhu closed the cultivation valley where he was, sat cross-legged in the deepest part of the cave, and began to connect with the Xianhu mark of the 'True Xianhu'.

With so many years of experience in installing the Xianhu, he gradually had mutual influence with the Xianhu Ancestor.

Using the clone as a medium to comprehend more rules, there are two ways.

One is the Immortal Pot. Shen Lian condensed a clone to occupy the magpie's nest. This path is a bit difficult to follow and a bit too troublesome.

As for the advantages, it is highly concealed and has a solid identity.

Another way is to create a force directly after creating a clone, and then rob the rule mark of other sects.

This way does not need to be so cautious to replace it. Just put the big ear post on it and bang it to confuse people, and then "take it".

This way will be faster, but the disadvantage is that after the new one emerges, it will arouse the vigilance of others. It is okay if the number is small, but once there are too many newly born Hedao monks, it is easy for people to notice that something is wrong.

Shen Lian is going to take these two paths in parallel and try them first.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a series of blurred strings appeared above the head of the Immortal Pot clone, high and low, overlapping, seemingly just distorting a small piece of void above the head.

But if you really feel it, you will see the vast space and time derived from this small void.

Carefully restrain your breath, so as not to leak out the mystery of chaos.

Looking up, there seems to be a vine on the mark of a wine pot, tied at the node where the five colors and silver meet.

From the outside, the regular strings are one by one, but when you enter the strings, you will find that the lines here are intertwined and outlined, turning into a three-dimensional line network, and the space is magnificent.

The rules are parallel, intersecting, circling, and entangled here.

The mark of the fairy pot is the fusion of space and the five elements, with space as the cave and the five elements as the barrier, combined into a mark.

This mark is only five turns, taking into account two strings.

Shen Lian naturally needs no more to say about the understanding of the five elements and space. At least in terms of the mark of the fairy pot, it can be said to be in hand.

The divine thought climbed up along the regular strings and soon covered the inside and outside of the fairy pot.

The only difficulty is not to touch the marks on other strings.

In the deep world of strings, the marks of rules spread out like stars. The strings near them flashed various colors, and more marks in the distance were like withered stars, dim and without light.

Farther away, it was dark, and even the vague outline could not be seen.

While refining the mark of the fairy pot, the subtle divine thoughts were also observing the surrounding scenes.

These marks that seemed to be very close were actually manifestations of Tao rhyme. The rules were not interlinked, unless the cultivator could comprehend another rule power, so as to narrow the distance between the strings with the same Tao rhyme.

But the Tao is mysterious and very sensitive, so you can see the colorful lights colliding everywhere around the strings.

These are the movements caused by the ripples caused by the cultivators who practiced with the help of the strings and triggered the rules.

Generally speaking, these are unconscious collisions. Unless a cultivator has the intention to rob, the ripples will become violent.

There were no twists and turns in occupying the Immortal Pot Mark of the ancestor of the ‘True Immortal Pot’. The ‘Immortal Pot’ sat cross-legged in the cave, looked up at the slowly dispersing regular strings, and smiled.

With the mark added, and then creating some mark Dharma spells, anyone who said he was not the ancestor of the Immortal Pot would be scolded.

"It's still too late."

He lowered his head and muttered. In fact, the Immortal Pot Mark should have been replaced long ago. The main thing was that he didn't think about it before.

When the Immortal Pot closed its doors and opened the valley defense formation, it sensed a thought left by the sect master Lin Tianha outside the formation.

"What happened to Tianha?"

A stream of light quickly flew from afar.

"Ancestor, when you were in seclusion, I felt that the rule mark I condensed was constantly shaking. I'm afraid someone wants to replace it."

Lin Tianha's rule mark was snatched after a large number of cultivators died during the Xinghai Sea Ban. It is a five-turn mark with five elements that tends to be water.

If this mark is added to the body, when you comprehend the corresponding five-turn mark and the following rules in the process of cultivation with the help of the mark, the comprehension speed will increase by three to five times.

The six-turn mark of the corresponding rule will double the comprehension speed, the seven-turn will increase by 50%, the eight-turn by 30%, and the nine-turn by 10%.

This is the improvement intensity brought by most five-turn rule marks, and it will also be different between different cultivators.

After Lin Tianha snatched this mark, he named the rule he comprehended as the five-element water. Now he has reached the five-turn realm, and the six-turn will no longer be a dream in the future.

Just when he was just getting warm, someone came to grab it.

There are two ways to deal with the monks who are trying to steal the mark. One is to defeat the opponent from the mark.

The other is to locate the monk who is trying to steal the mark and destroy it with a fairy method.

Kill the monk who covets the mark, and your mark will be safe.

"Here it comes again."

Lin Tianhe just finished a few words and felt the turbulence of the mark.

"Take this pill, hold your breath and concentrate, capture the trace, and see who is messing with you. If the strength is not strong, the ancestor will help you to physically transcend."

The fairy pot stuffed a magic pill into Lin Tianhe's hand, his eyes shining.

"I hope it is a demon clan force."