In the square in front of the meeting hall, Supreme Master Luo Fuyou looked at the thousands of disciples in front of him who were looking excited and ready to go, and sighed slightly in his heart.
Unfortunately, the crazy offensive of the descendants of the demon clan was finally repulsed. The tight situation inside and outside the sect some time ago has finally been alleviated, and we can free up our hands to recuperate for a while.
It is a pity that the sect has lost too many elite disciples. Most of the current group of core disciples were hastily promoted from the inner disciples. Their overall quality is obviously much inferior to that of the previous core disciples.
, and I don’t know how many of them will become popular in the end.
It's just an extraordinary moment, and you have to do something extraordinary. For the sake of the overall situation of the sect, this is also an unavoidable choice.
Now that the Mystic Mist Realm has been opened again, and the admission conditions are much looser than before, many monks who had no ability to enter before can now go in and broaden their horizons.
In order to sow more and reap less, after several discussions, the top management of the Jiuling Yuanqing Sect decided to send a sufficient number of disciples to try their luck. As long as a few talented seeds can get the right opportunity to rise, it will not be a loss.
"The time has come, everyone is ready to go!"
After a long time, Luo Fuyou finally said: "In the secret realm, try not to conflict with the disciples of other sects. Your first priority should be to find opportunities, especially the disciples of the Jie Luck Palace..."
The special relationship between the Tribulation Palace and the Celestial Race has not been considered a top secret in recent years. Other top sects, super aristocratic families, and high-level officials of the supreme orthodoxy have heard about it more or less. Based on the principle of doing more for less, basically
No one wants to have a serious conflict with this force.
Of course, if they are fighting for some unique opportunity, then no matter whether it is the Luck Palace or any other force, they will definitely not be able to give in.
As the headmaster personally activated the magic power, a moment later, a three-foot-high circular light door appeared in mid-air, and immediately solidified and stabilized, with an ethereal and mysterious aura emanating from it.
The disciples below were sitting cross-legged on the ground, their souls separated from their bodies, turned into streams of light, and disappeared into the light door.
Similar scenes are constantly being staged in most of the powerful Shanmen of Taoist forces, with the exception of Tao Ting.
The senior officials of Tao Ting are obviously not interested in the Celestial Tribe's routines. Therefore, Tao Ting will not publicly participate in the opening of the Mist Fantasy Secret Realm over the years, but it does not prohibit internal monks from entering as individuals to try their luck.
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In the secret realm.
Over the vast ocean, an Epiphyllum cloud platform with a graceful shape and a diameter of more than 100 feet floats in mid-air.
The fine and complex formations on the surface of the cloud platform emit a dull brilliance, obscuring all movement and aura. Unless a quasi-sage emperor-level power happens to pass by, there is no way to detect any clues.
Qin Muling leaned on the luxurious chair. The large table in front of him was filled with many rare delicacies from the mountains and seas, as well as spiritual wine and nectar. They were all top-quality goods from the sect's warehouse. He opened his mouth to eat and drink. The tempting
The fragrance wafts far away.
Yu Binghua, Su Yunmo, Qi Shuyu and a group of other familiar junior sisters were now dancing gracefully in gorgeous gauze skirts that were thin, transparent, and extremely beautiful and thought-provoking.
Qin Muling held a wine bottle decorated with spiritual pearls and jade, and enjoyed the beautiful dancing postures of her senior sisters. As a sect with pure female cultivators, its level in this aspect is indeed the highest, far beyond the comparison of those Taoist forces.
of.
Luo Wanqing and Luo Wanqing were sitting on the left and right sides of him. They were wearing very few clothes, and their voluptuous bodies were dazzlingly white. Xue Bingxuan and Cheng Yulan, and Luo Huan were a little further away.
Yu Lingzhou, Tianjun Yueyi, and Tianjun Bingyuan were also present.
"...little junior brother,"
Luo Wanqing reached out her jade hand to take the wine bottle that had reached the bottom, filled the glass again, then took a sip with her glossy cherry lips, turned her head aside and fed it directly to Qin Muling, without any fear of the jealousy of the women around her.
eyes.
After feeding her several sips of spirit wine, she continued: "We plan to stay here for ten days and then search somewhere else. As for where to choose, we will have to rely on your divine magic to deduce the result."
Qin Muling nodded: "I understand this."
Although Qin Muling's cultivation level is not very high, and his attainments in the field of heavenly secrets are not outstanding, but with the support of supreme luck, the results of his heavenly secret deductions are almost perfect, as long as they do not involve other great powers.
, there is no secret that can be hidden from his calculations.
Not only are they looking for resources, but they also need to avoid monks from the Celestial Race and other sect forces. They must not meet them, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable.
The last time we entered the secret realm, Qin Muling was responsible for this task, so it is no longer a problem now.
With the help of the drunkenness, Qin Muling's spiritual thoughts spread lightly in all directions. On the seabed with a depth of tens of thousands of feet, 20,000 female cultivators were divided into two hundred teams, each demarcating an area and hunting sea fish and sea beasts.
, collect elixirs and rare treasures on the seabed, and stuff them into space magic weapons as long as they are of high enough value.
In just a few days, under the diligent search of the female cultivators, countless large and small potholes, tunnels, ravines, etc. appeared on the seabed with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. Several huge undersea mountain ranges were almost completely dug out.
Empty, just because some rare spiritual minerals were found inside.
Similarly, the aquatic people in this large sea area were also in bad luck. Hundreds of millions of spiritual fish and sea beasts were killed and put into space magic weapons. However, considering the vastness of the boundless ocean in the misty fantasy realm,
, this amount is not even a drop in the bucket.
About every day and night that passes, the space magic weapons in the hands of the female cultivators will be filled up, and then handed over to Qin Muling to take back to the sect's main altar. Over there, Mu Yinghua leads a group of supreme elders.
In response, the resources in the space magic weapon are transferred to the cave world.
Qin Muling roughly estimated that the various resources he brought back every time he went back and forth should be able to meet the current needs of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace for at least fifty years. After all, the number of high-level female fairies in the sect now far exceeds
In the past, and in the future, we will have to deal with the offensive of the descendants of the demon clan, so the expenses in all aspects will naturally increase.
Speaking of which, resources are also one of the external manifestations of luck. With so many rare resources transferred from the Mist Fantasy Secret Realm to Yunmeng Heavenly Palace, a large number of new generation disciples can be cultivated and more high-level magic can be refined.
Using magical weapons, high-grade elixirs, and building powerful mountain-protecting formations can create more high-level experts... And these measures can directly and indirectly increase the sect's energy, and not just a little bit...
Therefore, from the perspective of the Celestial Clan's top brass, a being like Qin Muling, a shameless thief poking around the Celestial Clan's walls, will definitely be pursued relentlessly once discovered.
"Junior brother, since we still have free time now, why don't we... go to the Tianzhou Tower to rest for a while?"
Luo Wanqing's face turned slightly red, she looked around and spoke quietly to Qin Muling with her spiritual thoughts.
Qin Muling glanced at her speechlessly. There are so many senior sisters watching, can you calm down a little?
However, he also understood what Fourth Senior Sister was thinking. Since she was the last one to enter, her cultivation progress had obviously lagged behind the other girls Xue Bingxuan. Naturally, she was unwilling to do so and wanted to catch up as soon as possible.
"Business matters, don't mess around!"
Qin Muling said sternly that whether outside or in the boudoir, the combat effectiveness of physical training is too strong and unbearable, so it is not a bad thing for the fourth senior sister's cultivation to improve slowly.
"Hmph! Cheapskate!"
Luo Wanqing hummed a few times in frustration, but did not persist.
If he wanted to practice, those senior sisters would definitely come with him. Qin Muling couldn't refuse yet. After all, he couldn't favor one over the other. Under their joint pressure, it wouldn't be over for a while.
At this time, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the sea below. After a few breaths, the figures of more than a dozen Xuanxian emerged in the light and shadow, and landed on the cloud platform in a flash.
"Junior brother, these space magic weapons are already full!"
They said excitedly and raised their hands slightly, and tens of thousands of large-capacity space instruments poured into the empty area on the cloud platform, and each space instrument was filled to the brim.
"OK."
Qin Muling agreed, waved his hand to store them all into the space inside his body, and then released tens of thousands of empty space magic weapons to them.
These Xuanxian senior sisters didn't say much. After distributing the magical weapons, they left in a hurry and disappeared into the depths of the sea.
This time, the opening time of the Mist Fantasy Secret Realm was nine years. When converted into the time flow rate of the Taixu Starry Sky, it was three years. It was indeed a long time compared to previous years. However, in the eyes of the senior officials of Yunmeng Tiangong, it was still not enough.
No power can have too much of such things as resources. The Mysterious Mist Realm is so vast and rich that even if it takes another hundred or a thousand years, I'm afraid they won't be able to move all the good stuff inside.
"For the sake of safety, we should try not to move within the territory of the Celestial Clan,"
Yu Lingzhou said: "Shall we go directly to the wild area? There are more good things there, and the possibility of encountering other monks is lower. You can search with confidence."
Qin Muling had no objection: "Okay, it's settled."
In the past, the inherent perception was that wilderness areas were synonymous with danger and murderous intent. Even the Celestials knew very little about those places.
Generally speaking, monks who don't have enough confidence don't dare to venture to those places at all, even though there are more unknown opportunities in those unfamiliar areas. The prerequisite is that you can come back alive.
However, with Qin Muling's ability, it is not difficult to calculate a relatively safe path by using divine calculations in advance to avoid those dangerous areas, and he can also find as many good things as possible...
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Jie Lun Palace General Altar.
In the Bronze Secret Palace, the Celestial Clan’s divine envoy Zihuang, deputy envoy Lingxi, the palace master, and more than ten senior officials of the Luck Palace were all present, discussing around a huge mana projection light mirror.
As for Saint Mei Qingfeng, she has already led the team into the Mysterious Mist Realm. Anyway, with her special status, even if she encounters any danger inside, she will basically be fine.
"...it has been ten days since the secret realm was opened. The total number of monks from various sects who have entered it to meet the fate of immortality has reached millions. We cannot rule out the possibility of continued increase. Lord God Envoy, have you not broken your promise?
"
The palace owner smiled and said, the credit for being able to have so many monks enter this time must be attributed to the Palace of Luck. If they hadn't secretly tried their best to induce and build momentum, how could they have achieved such an achievement?
Zihuang nodded slightly, and then said with some regret: "There are enough people, but the quality is still somewhat unsatisfactory. The difference in average cultivation level compared to previous years is quite obvious. Can't we think of another way?"
Elder Yuan Xuankong's tone was slightly helpless: "Your Majesty Mingjian, the calamity of the demon clan has been very serious. Almost all the Taoist forces in Taixu Star Sky have suffered heavy losses. The disciples have suffered heavy casualties. It is really impossible to mobilize them.
There are too many high-level monks."
This is the truth, and the reasons are so good that no one can refute it, so Zihuang can't say much.
As for a feasible solution, perhaps the quality is not enough and the quantity can be supplemented. Find a way to let more monks enter the Mist Illusion Secret Realm, so as to ensure that the Celestial Race can harvest enough luck.
"By the way, all the disciples of Yunmeng Tiangong should have entered the secret realm, right?"
The palace owner suddenly asked: "Our elders have already sent over the jade talisman quota allocated to them. At this time, can we start positioning?"
He was still concerned about Qin Muling's movements. He had spent such an exorbitant price last time and failed to capture him, and he didn't know what kind of secrets the other party had.
When he thinks that such a heaven-defying opportunity will be taken away by the Celestial Race, the Palace Master will naturally not feel very comfortable. Unfortunately, the current situation is stronger than that of others, and it is impossible to regret it.
If that little guy is clever enough and can make the Celestials suffer a big loss, that would be great.
Zihuang nodded lightly: "I understand this, let's see where he is, and notify our sky patrol team to prepare to arrest him."
As she spoke, an ivory white scepter about a foot long with a simple yet exquisite shape appeared in her hand. She pointed it slightly at the magic projection light mirror, and a golden stream of light fell into the light mirror.
In an instant, the mana projection light mirror vibrated slightly, and the scene inside changed rapidly. It took dozens of breaths to stabilize, and thousands of golden light spots slowly emerged.
What these light spots represent are the female cultivators of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace. The position of each female cultivator is clearly marked, and no one is missing.
"...Well, it seems that they are all female monks, and there is no atmosphere of male monks!"
Zihuang sensed it for a moment and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
The palace owner's eyes flashed slightly: "Are you sure?"
Zihuang glanced at him: "My clan's secret magic power can easily identify their identities, let alone a junior who is not even a true immortal? As long as he enters the secret realm, he will inevitably be unable to avoid our gaze."
The implication is that as long as Qin Muling uses the jade talisman quota, it is impossible to escape the detection of the Celestial Clan, unless... he chooses not to enter the Mist Fantasy Secret Realm.
"So, does the number of places match up?"
"There are currently 2,539 people. Compared with the jade talisman quota you sent us, there seems to be a difference of more than 200, which means that not all of these quotas have been used."
"What are they waiting for?"
"It's not clear. Maybe... they already have suspicions? So they don't dare to let Qin Muling risk his life?" Zi Huang's face was a little gloomy.
