Chapter 203 Traveling thousands of miles to the Butian Sect to find the opportunity to cast a Taoist body! (4K4 big chapter, please subscribe!)

After Ji Qiu consulted with Zhang Zihou, he learned that it was difficult to enter the Wenwen Road and it was almost impossible to achieve success, but he was not discouraged.

Because of him, there are other ways to continue to pursue, especially the way of refining qi and cultivating immortality.

So, he just stayed in Prince E's Mansion for a few days before continuing his journey to the south.

Find the real opportunity!

The time is in the ninth month, and the sequence belongs to the third autumn.

Ji Qiu took Ao Jing all the way from the six prefectures and six prefectures suppressed by the E Palace, crossed the Huaihe River, and entered Nanyan.

There are many hermits in the deep mountains and swamps. Although evil ways are rampant in this world, most of them practice side-sects.

However, the inheritance of true cultivation from more than a hundred years ago has not been completely cut off.

For example, this is the case with the unattractive mountain range that Ji Qiu is visiting now.

The memories of Yue Wushuang's life experience during the simulation were clearly imprinted in Ji Qiu's heart.

Although this place seems to have ordinary spiritual energy, it is no different from other places. Even Taoist monks would not choose this place as a dojo.

However, more than a hundred years ago, the Tianqing War had not yet begun.

The Taoist sect hidden within it is now famous all over the world.

Huaizhou, South Shaoshan.

The young Taoist took the dragon girl beside him to the foot of the hill.

The cold wind blows into this place.

"BuTian Sect"

Feeling that the mountain was lifeless and without any spiritual energy fluctuations, Ji Qiu paused for a moment.

After all, it was a big sect with a profound foundation.

Even if it has declined to this point, with only three or two big cats and kittens left, it can still use extraordinary means to hide the fluctuations of spiritual practice and spiritual energy.

With such a method, if you don't encounter an alchemy realm master, it is estimated that ordinary Taoist monks, even if they are only in the fake alchemy realm, will not be able to do anything with it.

"What are we doing here?"

"You are the young prince of Prince E's palace. There are so many delicious things in the palace. Why don't you stay for a few more days and then rush all the way to this wilderness without stopping?"

Ao Jing followed Ji Qiu. Before he could enjoy the good days in Prince E's palace for a few days, he was taken directly to this barren mountain by Ji Qiu.

At this time, there was a bit of reluctance in her tone, and a bit of doubt.

After hearing this, Ji Qiu just smiled:

"Don't forget that this place is deserted and has low spiritual energy."

"But in fact, there is a hidden mystery in it."

"Let's go, follow me up the mountain."

"Let me take you to see what the great sect has become now that the years have passed and the world has changed."

After saying that, Ji Qiu raised his steps, walking in the breeze, taking one step ten feet at a time.

Although Ao Jing was confused, he didn't say much.

Immediately afterwards, one person and one dragon went up to Nanshao Mountain.

And on the mountain.

There are many peaks and mountains, hidden among the pavilions and Taoist palaces in the mist.

In the main hall, an old figure, with withered energy and blood, and white hair and beard, seemed to be dying at any time, but he opened his eyes while sitting cross-legged in meditation.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he looked through the wall barrier at Ji Qiu and Ao Jing, who were quickly approaching the covering formation, and his throat suddenly rolled.

Immediately, the hoarse and old voice turned into a sound transmission technique and fell into the ears of a disciple practicing swordsman from the outside:

"There are cultivators coming outside."

"Miaomiao, go."

"Go and kill these two people who came through the air, please leave."

"The last remaining array of our Butian Sect is located in Nanshao Mountain. This place must not be known to outsiders!"

"If these two people want to set foot on the main peak of my Tian Mending Sect, remember not to let them in!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took a deep breath and felt really uneasy.

Nanshao Mountain has no spiritual energy, no terrain, and is in a remote place. It is surrounded by hundreds of miles. Not to mention practitioners, not even a few warriors who have refined their qi and blood can be seen.

Feng Xu Yufeng

This is the foundation of Qi Refining or the symbol of King Kong of Martial Arts!

Just like that, they rushed straight towards the mountain gate where their Butian Sect was hidden in the formation.

I'm afraid, the person who comes here is not good.

Outside the hall, when the old leader of the Butian Sect, who is currently the only remaining leader, was heard speaking, the girl with a magic sword and strong magic power fluctuations in her body stopped her movements and couldn't help but look outside.

Mana pours into the eyes.

Sure enough, she could see it at a glance. There were two figures flying in the air, getting closer and closer to their Tian Mending Sect's station.

After seeing this, the girl named Lu Miaomiao couldn't help but panic. She turned back and glanced worriedly at the palace, then calmed down and answered:

"Master, please rest assured, Miaomiao understands."

After saying that, she put away the magic sword in her hand, stopped teaching the disciples, and ran quickly towards the small mountain gate, which was the edge covered by the Butian Sect's formation.

Only the original Heaven-Building Sect was left, and in recent years, they had secretly moved around various places and recruited some young disciples with spiritual bodies, who looked at each other with a look of worry on their faces.

The history of the Butian Sect can be accepted as a disciple, and these disciples naturally know it.

Moreover, after visiting the entire sect several times, there are only about twenty disciples with magical powers. The size of the sect is already extremely small.

These disciples have a very strong sense of belonging to the sect after careful selection, and they can be said to share weal and woe.

Therefore, if trouble occurs in the sect, and it may affect their own lives, they have no reason to ignore it.

Inside the main hall.

"Old leader, why do I feel like these people from the outside world are sent just for us?"

"In the past, it is true that no one has come up to Nanshao Mountain, but no matter whether they have cultivation skills or not, no one has such a clear goal."

Outside, some older disciples hurriedly walked into the pavilion and spoke to the old leader who was still sitting cross-legged and meditating without moving, with a hint of worry in his tone.

As for the old leader of the Butian Sect, after hearing this, he pursed his lips and said:

"No matter where it comes from, I still want to discourage it first and then say anything else."

"If the person who comes is not good."

"Even if I fail to live up to the expectations of my senior teacher and fail to form a golden elixir, I will burn my rotten body and serve the sect to the end!"

"If we can only fight each other at that time, you can follow Miaomiao and flee in all directions."

"After all, no matter when the time comes, the inheritance of my Butian Sect cannot be cut off!"

Ren Kurong was silent for a long time, and his tone was decisive.

The Butian Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, with the emergence of the True Lord of Outer Realm Dharma, and it continues for several generations, and there are many powerful people in the golden elixir.

It was supposed to continue to be glorious, but who would have expected that it would be worse than the previous generation. In addition, the evil spirits directly attacked the mountain gate back then. Even though the two real men in the gate fought desperately, they were ultimately outnumbered.

In the end, Ren Kurong, who carried the fundamental inheritance of his sect, avoided being chased for thousands of miles and remained anonymous to this day. Although he saved a little bit of the sect's incense, he still dared not show up in the world.

I'm just afraid that my former enemies will come looking for me.

When the time comes, how can he, a rotten Taoist who is about to fall, be the real opponent of the Dan Realm who has a lifespan of 800 years and has all-powerful means?!

Having made a decision in his heart, Ren Kurong took a deep breath and used the fortune-telling method, one of the secret techniques of mending the sky, to calculate how much harm the outsiders would bring to his Heaven-Mending Sect.

The secret technique of mending the sky can measure fortune, observe the secrets of heaven, understand changes in fortune, and cultivate to a profound level. It is even said to be able to glimpse a corner of destiny, even for immortals!

But when it was actually passed into the hands of the Butian Sect, it only got one or two points.

After all, if it was really so miraculous, how could the Butian Sect have fallen to where it is now?

But even if you can't reach that state of being able to see through the sky and the earth, you can still take a peek at the bad and bad times.

It is precisely by relying on this hand that Ren Kurong has been able to survive for hundreds of years. Even now, he is still under heavy murderous intentions to protect the Dao lineage from complete decline.

However, even if the means are extraordinary, looking at it all the way, it is quite difficult for the old leader to keep the inheritance alive.

Just when he was calculating.

Ji Qiu brought Ao Jing to the edge of the Butian Sect's formation.

Looking at the empty area in front of him, where no energy emerged, the Taoist in white stretched out his hand the next moment.

Buzzing~~

Spiritual energy fluctuations spread out from his hands.

Soon, the originally empty scene in front of me gradually changed.

The address of the Butian Sect hidden in it began to appear faintly, and a corner of it was revealed.

"It's really hidden."

Seeing the clues, Ji Qiu didn't show any surprise on his face and just nodded.

If it were not for the text simulation, he had been to Nanshao Mountain before, and I am afraid that even if he is successful in practice now, he may not be able to explore here.

After using spiritual energy to accurately find the place covered by the formation, and resonate with it.

Ji Qiu did not forcefully break the formation, but stopped here, as if waiting for someone.

as expected.

The next second he stopped.

A sound of urgent shouting suddenly came from the dojo of the Butian Sect:

"Please stop!"

Looking around, he saw a pretty girl with a ponytail, who looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, coming in a hurry.

Holding a magical sword in her hand, she crossed the concealment formation laid out by the Butian Sect, crossed in two steps and stood in front of the white-clothed Taoist, blocking his way forward.

Holding the sword across his chest, Lu Miaomiao looked at Ji Qiu warily.

Even though Ao Jing behind him looked harmless and looked like a porcelain doll, she didn't let down her guard at all.

"Have you gone to the wrong place?"

"This mountain is where my teacher and I live in seclusion and practice. It is not an ownerless mountain. The spiritual energy is thin and there are no precious things. If fellow Taoists want to find a place to practice, they should choose another place."

Her tone was a bit stiff, her cheeks had a bit of baby fat, and she was not very old.

Ji Qiu glanced at her casually, and he could see that this girl was quite talented. She was an old leader of the Butian Sect, and she didn't know where she had found such talents and beautiful jade, but she actually had the qualifications for a top-grade spiritual body.

It's a pity that in the textual simulation of my own experience, there is no trace of this woman's existence.

Thinking about it, he must have also fallen into the disaster of that sect.

Ji Qiu sighed secretly in his heart, but Ji Qiu remained unmoved.

He knew very well the purpose of his coming today.

In this life, even when he changed his fate against the will of heaven, he loaded Yue Wushuang with the exquisite talent of the Seven Apertures. His talent has already surpassed that of most practitioners, and he is expected to form a golden elixir.

However, if Ji Qiu wants to truly cultivate the golden elixir, it will still be extremely difficult and almost impossible to achieve.

And even if there is a chance, it will never be achieved without decades or even hundreds of years of hard work.

Therefore, burning 90% of the foundation, using the Heaven-Building Pill and the Heaven-Building Secret Technique, intercepting a chance to achieve the Heaven-Building Dao Body, is the opportunity that Ji Qiu must find.

Otherwise, for Ji Qiu, the middle stage of Daoji would be the end of his rapid progress in cultivation.

After all, he has never even experienced the fake elixir and the golden elixir, these two obstacles are like natural chasms, so how can he easily attain them?

If that's the case, it's too time consuming.

Now that the current situation in the world is at this point, we must use our troops to fight with great speed and seize the day!

No delay at all!

So, Ji Qiu raised his head and answered calmly to the nervous girl in front of him:

"It's not a wrong move."

"Isn't this the current dojo of the Butian Sect?"

"I came here today just to visit the old leader of your sect."

"Besides, I won't leave until I meet others!"

At the end of his words, Ji Qiu increased his tone.

Lu Miaomiao looked at the words spoken by the person in front of her, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she immediately understood why this person had strayed into Nanshao Mountain.

He clearly came to their Butian Sect dojo!

"Senior, you are not welcome in our Butian Sect!"

"Please leave, and don't pester me any more, otherwise I will send the Golden Pill Ancestor to take action, and I will definitely destroy your body and disperse your spirit!"

"Now before he takes action, you'd better leave."

"Otherwise, you will regret it too much!"

Lu Miaomiao's hand holding the magic sword was shaking a little.

Although she knew clearly that the Yukong Taoist in front of her was a major Taoist cultivator, she still pretended to be calm at this time, and her tone was vicious, as if she had a backer, and wanted to make Ji Qiu retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Not to mention, if ordinary people heard the name of the Butian Sect, they might be really wary. After all, the reputation from more than a hundred years ago is still there, and no one can say for sure whether there is still a golden elixir in this lineage.

Just like Yue Hongtu, even a Celestial Martial Saint would not dare to make rash assertions.

After all, if the tiger falls in peace, as long as it is not destroyed, the tiger's power will still remain.

However, for Ji Qiu, these threatening words only made him smile.

How could he not know the current situation of the Butian Sect?

The old leader who supported the lineage is probably just a hair away from the realm of fake elixirs.

What's more, is it a golden elixir?

Just when Ji Qiu thought about it in his mind and was about to continue speaking.

In the dojo, a hoarse voice suddenly came and fell into the girl's ears:

"Miaomiao, there's no need to stop him."

"Call this fellow Taoist to come in."

"As a teacher, I want to meet him."

When the voice came out, Lu Miaomiao was stunned. He turned around and was about to say something, but when he saw Ji Qiu in front of him just smiled, he took the initiative and walked in with Ao Jing.

As he walked, he said:

"Okay, little girl."

"I know that you are loyal to the Butian Sect and don't want your Dao lineage to be in danger, so I am hereby informing you."

"I didn't come here today to destroy your Dao lineage."

"Moreover, I just want to reach a deal with the old leader of your sect."

Having said this, Ji Qiu clasped his hands behind his back and looked towards the main hall not far away, with a hint of depth in his eyes.

And inside the main hall.

Ren Kurong, who had finished calculating a hexagram with great effort, looked a little pale at this time.

But in contrast, the old man's expression after finishing the calculation was no longer as heavy and serious as it was at the beginning.

"Whether it's time to be at peace or not, it's only within a stone's throw."

"Dashun, this is the best sign, good luck!"

"Where does this young man from outside come from?"

"Considering the unlucky nature of his arrival, he actually allowed me to take a peek at the sect that is flagging and in danger of overthrowing. Is there any chance of a revival?"

Ren Kurong murmured to himself with his palms clenched into fists under his wide sleeves and robe, his eyes dark and unclear.

Is it possible that this is what is called, mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and willows are dark and flowers are bright but there is another village?

But no matter what, it has been determined that he is not an enemy.

Ren Kurong stood up and glanced around the main hall. All the dim spiritual lamps left by the Patriarch and the Master could not help but feel sad.

Anyway, the Butian Sect is already like this, and it is not impossible for young people from the outside world to meet them.

If there is really a chance of recovery

Even if you die thousands of times,

He let Kurong fight to the death, but he still had to fight once!

It is our duty to rebuild the glory of mending the sky!
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