Chapter 572: Watching the Immortal Spirits for 30,000 Years, Time and I Are Like Floating Clouds (Part 1)

When he came to the point where the black nails and the boundary wall collided, Mi Xuzi did not rush to use his small wine pot to collect the chaotic energy, but carefully observed it again through the hole under his nails.

Under the cover of the vast power of heaven, coupled with his limited strength, he could not actually see through the real scene on the other side of the hole, and could only vaguely see the scene on the other side.

As for whether the other side was the corpse extinction world, he was just a guess, and as for the idea of ​​confirming it, Mi Xuzi did not have it.

But the scene in front of him can be confirmed that the will of heaven in the fairy world should have great restrictions on the corpse extinction world.

Although this black claw penetrated into the fairy world, it was also locked up by the power of heaven.

With the blockade of the power of heaven, the cultivators of the corpse extinction world should be blocked.

Because of this, Mi Xuzi did not dare to move just now. What if he touched something and suddenly made the yin and yang lose their balance?

It is better to honestly converge some chaotic energy and then run away with the bucket.

This kind of thing of saving the world, he is not free now.

After checking around, he had a slight understanding in his heart. Mi Xuzi squatted in the void outside the black nails with peace of mind, shrinking himself into a round sphere, quietly waiting for the chaotic energy to overflow.

The chaotic energy overflowing from the Yin-Yang boundary wall has a high quality of origin power, which is much better than the one extracted from the body of the corpse-sloughing world cultivator.

After a preliminary measurement, relying on the released chaotic energy, about a thousand strands can make the chaos rule of the original body go further.

If there are four to five thousand strands, the chaos rule can reach the level of condensing the fruit of the Tao.

There is only one bad thing, that is, the chaotic energy overflowing from the nails takes too long.

Sometimes a strand overflows every few months, and sometimes it will only emerge in more than ten years, with no regularity at all.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the chaotic energy overflowing is almost the same, there is no difference between thin and sticky.

However, the issue of time is not a problem for Shen Lian, the original body.

Before, because there was no source of the source of the origin of chaos, he was worried that he could not hide for too long.

But now that there is a channel, the time issue is secondary.

He can wait.

Outside the Yin-Yang boundary, Mi Xuzi did not let his guard down just because it looked quiet, but hovered in the air with great vigilance, carefully observing the black arm from time to time, and constantly aroused his own speculation.

As time went by, wisps of chaotic air continued to overflow from the boundary, and then he collected them into a special wine pot and isolated them.

And the original body outside, after sensing the chaotic air entering the bag, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, he did not sit idle, but circled around the overlapping space of this tens of thousands of miles area to check.

The tens of thousands of miles area is still too large. Although few cultivators come to the cracks of heaven and earth, who can say for sure about such things? What if there is smoke coming out of any ancestral tomb, and accidentally stepping on it.

It is more reassuring to cover this area again.

After spending decades inspecting the surroundings, Shen Lian had a clear idea in his mind and began to set up the illusion array.

He did not require any attack power, but just temporarily covered up the area of ​​tens of thousands of miles. If someone came, he just had to not notice it.

After a busy period, he carefully checked again and found that there were not many spatial fluctuations in the overlapping area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, and the array he arranged could be stable. He was relieved.

With the source of the origin of chaos, the next practice would save a lot of trouble.

After hiding for a long time and arranging the clone in secret, he could quietly go online.

After building a cave house next to the outer periphery of the area and arranging some traps and strange cave houses, Shen Lian sat in the cave house with peace of mind.

Although he said he was practicing with peace of mind, he was actually a life of hard work. How could he stay in one place without moving?

It was not that he was afraid of becoming a motionless turtle, but mainly because he wanted to condense a new clone, he had to do it himself, so as to ensure the absolute control of the clone.

A clone controlling another clone, regardless of whether it is possible, Shen Lian would not do this.

After practicing peacefully for more than two hundred years, Shen Lian woke up from his practice, checked the previous formation, and quietly went outside the crack of heaven and earth.

At Qingshan Lake, the second clone with the appearance of nine nine heavenly tribulations was about to be in place, and he needed to go and gather it.

Originally, Shen Lian wanted to let Xianhu bring the new clone directly to Xiajuntian, so that he would not have to run so far.

However, after thinking about it, he still did not use this method.

The clone is still too weak now, even if it comes to Xiajuntian, it needs Xianhu to escort it. It is better for him to do it secretly than running back and forth.

Moreover, it is the last moment of taking over the body, and Xianhu should withdraw from the next thing, so as to avoid any involvement between Xianhu Sect and Qingshan Lake.

He had already thought about it. Even if there was an apparent connection between all the clones, they would develop according to the development of the situation. For example, if they were hostile to each other, they would fight when it was time to fight, without holding back.

For example, once the clone of Qingshan Lake successfully merged with the Dao, it would become a hostile force to the Xianhu Sect because the Xianhu Sect came to attack.

At that time, it would be a fight to fight, and it would be a annihilation to destroy the sect. If the main clone did not recognize the clone, he would recognize the backer behind the force.

In addition, after he went to Qingshan Lake, he could also erase the traces of the Xianhu Sect's existence.

After all, in the entire fairy world, only Shen Lian himself comprehended the chaos, could contain all the ways, and wipe out all kinds of auras.

Since there are conditions, Shen Lian will naturally not simplify these details.

He is an unregistered person in the fairy world. In the cognition of all cultivators, he does not exist.

…

Qingshan Lake.

In the snake cave covered by the spiritual ban, the black claw snake ancestor snake body swam over, looking at the slender and slender little dragon in the canoe, with burning eyes.

It has been planning for so long, just to let itself break the shackles of cultivation.

Originally, this matter did not need to be so panic, but a battle a thousand years ago, its snake body was already broken, it took a lot of spiritual medicine, but still could not stop the collapse of the snake body.

As for higher-level spiritual medicine, let alone whether it can be obtained, even if there is, it is too wasteful to use it on this body.

"I am the source of your bloodline. I created you. Now it is my duty to return all this to the ancestor."

Feeling the resentment and resistance released from the dragon, the snake ancestor's triangular eyes became colder.

For so many years, it has been constantly selecting concubines and letting its bloodline descendants continue to combine, just for this moment.

Others have the same nature as snakes and dragons, and these Taoist friends are too shallow.

"You still dare to resist. The ancestor gave you everything. It is natural for you to return it to the ancestor."

The snake ancestor dragged his body around the cave, and several streams of light came out of his open mouth.

In the stream of light were male and female snakes entangled with each other, both of which were frantically mating.

The male and female snakes were of high rank, both reaching the sixth level, and exuded a strong aphrodisiac smell, obviously using some special spiritual medicine.

It is no longer possible to possess a body after reaching the state of Hedao. The only way is to reincarnate and cultivate again. After a small cycle of reincarnation in the mother's womb, the shackles of this life's cultivation can be washed away, and then the great way can be pursued again.

Of course, this situation is the same as possessing a body. It is expressly prohibited by the semi-immortal ancestors in the fairy world.

In short, possessing a body is used on low-level cultivators. Cultivators who have cultivated to the state of Hedao will not choose to possess a body unless there are special circumstances.

But since the rules were promulgated, rules are rules, and facts are facts. They still have to be viewed from both sides.

The words of the semi-immortal ancestors must be listened to, but their own affairs cannot be left behind. The ancestors are kind-hearted, so why not let the ancestors know?

Besides, whether it is Lingmu Fairy Palace or Yuxu Fairyland, how many cultivators are there who engage in small rules and reincarnation?

If the ancestors really catch him and use him as a model to establish their authority, he can only blame his bad luck.

At this moment, the scales on the snake ancestor's body exploded, and the demon blood began to flow out and fall on the canoe.

The canoe, which looked shabby, lit up with brilliant runes after being sprinkled with demon blood. One by one, strange runes stood up, forming a phantom like a lizard man, surrounding the little dragon in the canoe.

Strange syllables sounded from the lizard man. The little dragon wanted to resist, but found that he was imprisoned by energy, and his whole body felt like it was about to melt.

"Don't struggle. You and I have the same blood. You will be the right Taoist fetus for me, the ancestor."

"For you, the ancestor spent tens of thousands of years and selected tens of thousands of blood descendants before creating you."

"You are no longer a snake, but a real dragon!"

Looking at the scene derived from the canoe, the black claw snake ancestor couldn't help but show excitement in his eyes.

As a snake, its blood is very different from that of a dragon. He can't turn into a dragon in this life, but he will be born as a dragon in the next life.

"My ancestor has practiced hard for more than 100,000 years, but what's the use? If you want to change your fate, you have to reincarnate again, so that you can win at the starting point of practice."

A strand of demon blood overflowed from the snake ancestor's body and continued to flow into the canoe. The lizard runes derived from it continued to distort the little dragon.

The collision between the two sides became more and more intense, but the snake ancestor's eyes were full of excitement.

A little dragon, even if its strength has reached the peak of the refining void after more than 100,000 years of cultivation, is always trapped in prison. How can it be the opponent of the snake ancestor.

The aura on his body gradually began to decline, and his flesh and blood began to melt by the lizard runes.

This scene made Shen Lian, who was hiding in the cave, watch carefully. He had come a long time ago, but he did not make a move.

He would not make a move until the critical moment of life and death.

Without experiencing the shroud of death, hatred would not reach its peak, and the benefits he wanted to take advantage of would not be maximized.

"Be a good person and become my fortune."

Finally, when the Snake Ancestor roared excitedly again, the breath of the little dragon in the canoe became as weak as a candle flame.

In an instant, the Snake Ancestor, who had just opened his mouth to roar, suddenly found that he could not close his mouth, and the void around him suddenly stagnated.

What happened?

Everything seemed to be still.

In the canoe, most of the body had turned into a sticky dragon like minced meat. Suddenly, the eyes full of resentment were covered by a light that looked gray at first glance and colorful at another glance.

In the snake cave, it was extremely quiet.

The Snake Ancestor's eyes trembled, and his thoughts were mostly imprisoned. As for the demon soul, it couldn't even rush out of the snake body.

It's not stupid, so it naturally understood that something was wrong.

The first thought was the Qinghu Daozun of the Sea Clan. Although it did this secretly, it was the weakest after all.

"Buzz!"

Before the Snake Ancestor could think too much, a sound came from the canoe covered with runes, and the runes that catalyzed the little dragon to become a Taoist fetus broke into pieces.

Above the minced meat monster body, fine spiritual medicine appeared out of thin air and fell down.

The Snake Ancestor widened his eyes and stared at all this in a daze, his mind full of question marks.

In the end, there was only one thought left, that I, Snake, might be finished.

…

It was not difficult for Shen Lian to turn a little Refining Void-level dragon into a clone.

Under the premise that it had a strong grudge, a little hint was given, and the little dragon understood it.

As for the imprisoned Snake Ancestor, he was not killed either. Of course, he was not killed temporarily. He needed to wait until the little dragon successfully passed the tribulation, and then he would kill it and become one of the three ancestors of Qingshan Lake.

After collecting the little dragon as a clone, Shen Lian conducted a more detailed examination. The little dragon's foundation was better than Qingjun's little demon snake.

Even Qingjun can be raised to the level of Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations, so there is no reason why this little dragon would be worse.

After temporarily detaining the Snake Ancestor, Shen Lian went around Qingshan Lake and focused on cleaning up the snake cave. As for the debris left on the island in the center of Qingshan Lake, there was no need to clean it up.

Afterwards, Shen Lian quietly found a second-hand cave next to Qingshan Lake and began to guide the recovery and improvement of the little dragon at close range, preparing to let it advance to the Hedao realm as soon as possible.

…

"Oh, something is going on."

While Shen Lian was practicing quietly, he sensed a vague aura in the outer area of ​​Qingshan Lake.

The level was at the first turn of the twelfth floor realm, and the wind attribute rules were comprehended, just like a wisp of green wind passing by the outside of Qingshan Lake.

It was normal for a Hedao cultivator to pass by the territory, but if this Hedao cultivator passed by repeatedly, it would be very abnormal.

Not to mention, it was when the three Hedao cultivators in Qingshan Lake were seriously injured.

When the Immortal Pot attacked before, it was not concealed. In addition to the water tribe and the demon tribe, there were also some cultivators who came here to buy some spiritual objects in the water. Naturally, they saw the three ancestors of Qingshan Lake being beaten.

When Shen Lian quietly watched this obscure breath running around Qingshan Lake, he found that another breath came quietly.

The later breath was quite unvirtuous. It turned into a demon snake and entered Qingshan Lake directly.

If it hadn't emerged and quietly released the divine consciousness, it would have been difficult to find.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. It seems that once the strength is weak, they all want to take a bite."

I learned from the Immortal Pot before that the undercurrents in the combined forces that control the fourth and fifth turn marks are surging. Now I really feel it more clearly when I really encounter it.

Under the cover of the powerful divine consciousness, the cultivators who entered the lake and the cultivators who wandered outside did not notice each other's existence.

Both sides were carefully investigating the situation of Qingshan Lake.

…

In the void outside Qingshan Lake, the green wind passed through the hills. Chang Fengxiang appeared in a valley. His aura was restrained to the extreme, and he looked at the jade-like lake from afar.

He had been observing Qingshan Lake for a long time, and could only sense the obscure formation fluctuations in the central area of ​​the lake, but he did not sense other auras.

According to the news learned before, the three ancestors of Qingshan Lake did not live in one place, and they would not open the formation like this in the past.

It seems that he was really hit hard, and he had to open the formation to hide and heal his wounds, which corresponds to the rumors.

Chang Fengxiang turned into a wind roll again and disappeared in the valley, heading southeast of Qingshan Lake.

The fairy world is vast, and there are naturally large buffer areas between the Hedao forces. Even some powerful Hedao holy places use low-level Hedao holy places as buffer zones.

After crossing mountains, rivers, lakes, and large cities, Chang Fengxiang came to a mountain gate surrounded by strong sword energy.

At the entrance of the mountain gate, a tall sword-shaped stone tablet is like a mountain reaching into the sky, and on it there are ancient characters of "Tianlei Sword Sect" carved with lightning and thunder patterns.

After entering the mountain gate, Chang Fengxiang did not stop, and went straight into a sword lake filled with sword energy deep in the mountains.

"I'm back."

The water in the sword lake surged, and a shadow of flashing sword light emerged.

"How is it?"

"The formation in Qingshan Lake is open, and the three Hedao monks are all silent. According to the collected information, the three in Qingshan Lake have indeed been severely injured."

The shadow in the sword light pondered for a moment, "Three Hedaos are enough for me to sacrifice the sword. When I condense the sword heart, I can initially exert the edge that is comparable to the Dao fruit. At that time, fighting across levels will be a piece of cake."

As the voice sounded, wisps of sword energy surged from under the lake, making a high-pitched cry, and finally gathered into a translucent and half-flesh body. The acupoints in the transparent half of the body are shining like stars.

Especially the face, the half transparent face is very handsome, while the flesh and blood half looks very ordinary.

It only lasted for half a minute, and the gathered figures could not hold on and fell into the water again.

"Master..."

Chang Fengxiang shouted.

"It doesn't matter, the blood power of the Xingyuan clan that was swallowed by force is too strong. After I condense my sword heart, I can completely suppress it and use it for my own benefit."

...

Outside Qingshan Lake.

Shen Lian scratched his head. He didn't expect Qingshan Lake to be targeted by the two major forces of Hedao, nor did he expect the cultivators who were observing outside to return so quickly.

According to his original intention, except for secretly investigating the clone, other discoveries will be left to nature.

It's just that the Haotian realm monks were too realistic. Not long after Qingshan Lake suffered heavy damage, someone came up after smelling it.

If they really want to fight, I'm afraid it will affect the improvement of the little dragon.

Although the aura of the monk who came back had not changed, he brought a transparent starlight sword with a strange aura, and it seemed that he wanted to launch a surprise attack.

In normal Hedao sect fights, the elders would not end so quickly. Only those who really come here for someone else's inheritance will be ready to kill them as soon as they come up.

Seeing this, Shen Lian curled his fingers helplessly.

The aura of the person hidden in his hand was leaked without any warning.

Hidden in the water was the Thirty-Seventh Demon Lord from the Thirty-seven Demon Cave. After realizing that he was leaking air, he quickly rushed out of Qingshan Lake, looking extremely vigilant.

Chang Fengxiang, who quietly sneaked in again, was suddenly startled by the sudden appearance of the Thirty-seven Demon Lords.

"Sect Master, I..."

After a moment, a voice sounded from the lightsaber behind Chang Fengxiang.

"It doesn't matter. The devil is cunning and good at hiding. You didn't go deep into Qingshan Lake, so it's normal that you didn't notice it."

The demonic energy that suddenly rose up from the lake naturally alerted Taoist Qingshan and Lao Xiami, who were concentrating on healing their wounds. It was only a matter of course that the demonic cultivators sneaked into their lair.

Almost instantly, a formation was formed around the cave where the three Hedao Ancestors were practicing. As for the other creatures in the vast lake, they could not take into account.

Seeing this scene, Chang Fengxiang's expression was quite ugly. Although Tianlei Sword Sect was not a top sect, it could be famous for its swordsmanship in the Southern Region. In the past, its reputation was very decent. After losing the opportunity, it was quite ruinous to take action for no reason. name.

"Don't move for now, let the Demon Sect be in front."

…

Seeing that there was no fight, Shen Lian was too lazy to take action again.

After the three talents formation was activated, Qinghu and Lao Xia summoned the black-clawed snake. After receiving no response, they also came to the snake cave and were rejected.

There was no response even after calling or knocking on the door, which made the two monks lose their temper.

After several years of stalemate like this, the demon cultivators of the Thirty-Seven Demon Sects retreated, and the monks of the Tianlei Sword Sect also went into hiding. As for the formation, they were still operating.

The little dragon quietly left the snake cave and headed towards Juntian.

With the foundation accumulated over the years, coupled with the accelerated fusion of the precious blood of the Hedao demon clan, and the addition of the five elements, wind and thunder, earth and water and other rules and mysteries newly given by Shen Lian, the foundation has become comparable to the Hedao seeds of the previous ten Hedao Holy Lands.

When he went to Juntian Realm to find a place to survive the tribulation, Shen Lian did not follow him.

If successful, he could come back and take advantage of the crisis in Qingshan Lake to gain a foothold, kill the Snake Ancestor in front of the other two monks, and become one of the new three ancestors.

If you die in a natural disaster, consider your investment a failure.

As for Shen Lian, he had already moved to fight against the Immortal Pattern Clan in the far south of the Southern Territory.

Immortal pots flowed all the way down, and their new target was set on the Immortal Pattern Clan. Regardless of the word "immortal" in their name, this ethnic group is actually very far from the Xianluo Clan.

It can be said that there is a gap between heaven and earth.

The Xianluo Clan is known as a near-immortal clan, and the Xianwen Clan has the word "immortal" on it.

Of course, the Immortal Pattern Tribe themselves do not admit it. They claim that the patterns on their bodies that look like ghostly symbols were drawn by their ancestors after receiving dreams from immortals. Otherwise, they would not have been passed down through the bloodline from generation to generation.

Like the Monster Clan, the Immortal Pattern Clan is also inherited by blood, so it is naturally a good race to become a clone.

The Immortal Pattern Clan is not considered a powerful race in the fairy world. The entire tribe is strong, with horns on its four arms and its back is as big as a mountain beam.

Their tribesmen judged the number of immortal patterns according to the spiritual roots of human monks. The more complicated the number of immortal patterns, the stronger the power of blood.

Because of the Immortal Pattern Clan, Shen Lian's eyes fell on some ethnic groups in the Fairy World. This research made a great discovery. It turns out that there are so many races in the Fairy World that rely on blood to inherit.

Many of the monks from these races are inextricably linked to the Hedao forces. Some races are so huge that their branches are all Hedao-level forces.

For example, the Sea Clan, the Monster Clan, and the Human Clan, these are all top-level ethnic groups.

Sixty years after Shen Lian arrived in the Xianwen Clan, the little dragon also successfully survived the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation.

Zhongjuntian, a remote place in the northwest.

After the catastrophe dissipated, a dark golden dragon floated in the air, and the colorful essence of heaven and earth poured into his head.

After the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation, his body became more slender and handsome, and a pair of dark jade-colored dragon horns grew on his head.

As the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation dissipated, the dragon's huge eyes glowed with gray light, looking towards the endless sky.

"Water released?"

I always feel that it is a bit easy to survive the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation this time.

Although there were doubts in his heart, the little dragon did not stop, and disappeared in a cloud of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and found a place to start refining the remaining spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

…

Sensing the little dragon's clone entering the cultivation process, Shen Lian, who was hiding in the far south of Haotian Realm, slowly opened his eyes.

He naturally hopes that his clones will be based on the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, so that in the future, at least the Mahayana will be possible, and he can even overcome the tribulation and become a half-immortal ancestor.

Just imagine, he has exhausted all the other half-immortals to death, and the half-immortals surrounding the fairy world are all himself. In the entire fairy world's qi training, he can't beat whoever he wants.

Just thinking about it makes you very motivated, right?

The internal affairs were unknown, so Shen Lian asked Zhuge, who was with him.

"I asked Yun Xin, but she didn't know either." Little Mu He spread his hands, "It might be your illusion."

After staring at Mu He for a while, Shen Lian was sure that Mu He was not fooling him, and then changed the subject, "The fake substitute you released to Lingmu Fairy Palace has been refined into a Taoist fetus, and is about to reincarnate."

"Really? That's pretty fast."

Mu He narrowed his eyes.

"How much material did you put in it?" Shen Lian asked curiously.

"Just a little bit, mainly because Master Shen taught me well."

Mu He replied, and then said, "How long are you going to trap me? I'm going to pass the heavenly tribulation of the combined Dao."

"Wait a little longer, it's not chaotic enough now. If it gets chaotic for a while, I'll let you go to pass the tribulation."

Shen Lian was not discouraged by not getting the information he wanted from Little Mu He. Anyway, he still had to continue to cultivate the clones. He would know after the next experiment.

Not long after staying in the fairy pattern clan's spiritual land, the new clone target was selected.

Although it is a bit slow for the little dragons to come one by one, it is safer for Shen Lian, and it does not delay his cultivation.

At most, it is to travel between the cracks of heaven and earth and run a little more.

Originally, Shen Lian wanted to build a large teleportation array, from Haotian directly to Xiajuntian, but later he thought about it and gave up.

No matter how well the teleportation array is hidden, it is still possible to be discovered.

Although it is a bit troublesome, every time you can use the random space veins and ocean currents to travel, the veins will change after wading through, and the breath will be eliminated by the way.

…

The years are long, and the clouds are changing.

The breath of the fairy world, the cultivators suddenly found that there was a trace of violent breath in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The cultivators who absorbed the spiritual energy in the past also noticed that the same spiritual power took a little more time to refine the fluctuations than before.

"Here we go again."

In the eastern region of Xiahaotian, Shen Lian, who was squatting on another clone embryo, had an extra shadow bead in his hand.

The scene copied in the image bead was a little blurry. Now this thing can be used as a timekeeping device, and it comes out every thousand years or so.

This is the fifth batch of image beads he received after returning to Haotian Realm.

In other words, in order to promote the glorious image of the Hedao Sect, the dark forces gave five courses of medicine in a row.

The fairy world is also more chaotic.

The various sects competed for the rule mark, and they were a little cautious before, but as everyone found that the super forces did not seem to intervene, they began to be blatant.

On the surface, Shen Lian still walked with the name of the peerless old demon, of course, he also covered it up. When walking in the major fairy cities, no one could recognize him as a big devil.

The reason why he still used this identity was mainly because this identity was easy to use. It was already on the wanted list of Danta.

The previous incident of Danta could be regarded as a grudge for others, and in turn, a wanted order was issued.

One is a demon, the other is the famous Danta, so it goes without saying who he believes.

Danta gave him proof, and welded the identity of the peerless old demon. If Shen Lian didn't use it, wouldn't it be too sorry for Danta's fellow Taoists.

Anyway, there are many cultivators wanted by Danta, and he is not one more.

Besides, it is normal to wander around and avoid disasters when being wanted by Danta.

Occasionally participated in auctions, and accidentally leaked a little breath, the traces would be revealed, and then continue to hide the traces.

Crush the image bead casually, Shen Lian's eyes fell on the dishes in front of him, eating wherever he went, and the desire for food was one of his few hobbies.

In the past five thousand years, he has advanced to the twelfth floor of the nine revolutions while searching for clone embryos.

From the upper Juntian realm to the lower Haotian realm, a total of 19 clone embryos were selected, half of which have been transformed into clones, and the remaining half are still under observation.

It is worth mentioning that the open and covert struggles between the various sects made Shen Lian's plan to develop clones go smoothly.

According to this trend, once these clones advance to the Hedao, they will inevitably become the backbone of the Hedao forces in the future. If they are given more time to develop, it is not a problem for them to become the leaders of their forces in the future.

Of course, the thunders experienced by the clones in the tribulation are kept secret, and they have not excessively claimed that they have survived the nine-nine heavenly tribulations.

If someone really asks, they will only say sixty-nine heavenly tribulations.

Starting from the little dragon, seven clones have survived the tribulation in succession, and five of them succeeded, three of them survived the nine-nine heavenly tribulations, two survived the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations, and the remaining few are preparing to survive the tribulation.

Unlike the little dragon, three of the seven clones survived the tribulation in broad daylight under the attention of the cultivators of their forces.

Shen Lian also arranged the tribulation of the clones according to the real-time situation.

As for why there are still people who have experienced six or nine heavenly tribulations, it is mainly because of their poor foundation. They have already noticed something wrong before triggering the heavenly tribulation, and they can only die if they withstand the nine-nine heavenly tribulation.

In this case, we can only make the next best arrangement.

But it doesn't matter. Whether it is six or nine heavenly tribulations, it will be the same when fighting for the master. With the blessing of the master's enlightenment, there is no hope for Mahayana in the future, but Yujing can still fight for it.

After eating, Shen Lian quietly left the fairy city where he was. He was going to return to the crack of heaven and earth.

Mi Xuzi had collected more than 960 strands of chaotic energy outside the Yin-Yang Realm. With the remaining part of the corpse-sloughing world cultivators who had been sacrificed last time, these were enough to make the rules of chaos take another turn.

After thinking about it, Shen Lian felt that he should put the nearly 1,000 strands of Chaos Qi into his bag first.

Although the strange area has been very quiet for such a long time, he still feels that he should be cautious.

He would rather make two more trips to hold the Chaos Qi in his hands.

In addition to his own practice, Mu He and Pei Tianlan, who were trapped in the portable small world, had already reached the time of tribulation.

Mu He was still okay, but if Old Pei continued to consume it, his Qi and blood would decline, and then he would really be in trouble.

As his good friend, Shen Lian did not want Old Pei to die. After all, if a person really died, even his natal mark would be gone.

At that time, if the half-immortal ancestors accidentally came up with an idea to deduce, it would be completely different if they died cleanly without even a mark, and they could not deduce it while alive.

The capable should do more work. Old Pei’s burden is not enough, not heavy enough, and must be arranged.