Chapter 300-301 The wild goose plucking its hair [Lingjian Sect has gone too far]
Ximen Changqing was confused by the formation in front of him. Five Dan-Jie masters and five third-level monsters could actually cooperate so closely.
In the East China Sea, the human race and the demon race are mortal enemies. After the two sides meet, they will fight to the death. The sharp conflicts are difficult to reconcile.
What does this battle mean now?
Fortunately, he had already prepared and put all the valuable items into the Jiutian Space. Otherwise, it would have been really big trouble.
As for the old turtle who was promised to take over, the shadow was nowhere to be seen.
The formation in front of us is here, and the other exits must be the same. With such a huge force, it will be useless even if the old turtle comes.
"Haha! Congratulations on your safe return, little friend. Let's go! Go get checked."
A Taoist Jie Dan opened his mouth with a smile.
Later, Ximen Changqing, accompanied by a real person who formed pills and a third-level monster, arrived at a small island thirty miles away.
On this small island, there are dozens of pill-forming monks and nearly a hundred third-level monsters. The most powerful ones are Zuo Haoran, who is on the fifth level of Nascent Soul, and the fourth-level golden dragon.
There are also many foundation-building monks, all of whom are elite disciples of various sects who have returned safely from the secret realm.
Because all foundation-building monks who come out of the secret realm must be inspected, and the inspection is too detailed, there have been more foundation-builders coming out of the secret realm recently.
Therefore, we can only wait in line slowly and wait until it is our time to be inspected.
In front of Ximen Changqing, there were five foundation-building monks, all of whom accepted the inspection helplessly. In front of the strong men, they could only obey.
"Why isn't Senior Xuanwu here? Is he arranged to be silenced?"
Ximen Changqing frowned and quickly spotted the figure of Old Turtle.
I saw an old turtle and a third-level demon bull, accompanied by three foundation-building monks, flying all the way over.
The three foundation builders came late and naturally lined up behind Ximen Changqing. Lao Gui and Ximen Changqing looked at each other and nodded to each other.
Soon, Lao Gui and the third-level demon ox left and returned to the blocking position they were responsible for, while Ximen Changqing continued to wait to be inspected.
"Thousand-year-old Purple Snow Zhi, good, good, one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, little friend, take it."
The foundation-building monk who was inspected earlier was forced to have one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, and the thousand-year-old elixir he had worked so hard to obtain was taken away by the pill-forming monks of the Spirit Sword Sect.
Is this deal fair? Of course it is very unfair, but in the world of immortality, strength is respected. If the boss says it is fair, then it is fair. If you dare to question the boss, you are seeking death.
This foundation builder's heart must be bleeding. Thousand-year-old Purple Snow Zhi is worth no less than one hundred thousand spiritual stones, and one thousand middle-grade spiritual stones is almost the same.
The pill-forming boss of Lingjian Sect sent him away with a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones. How could he not be angry but dare not resist?
Of course, his bloody journey has just begun, because the inspection is very detailed and serious. All harvests must be inspected one by one, and no detail will be missed.
"Snake skin fruit is not bad. It is useful for us demon clan. It can be used to strengthen the body. My friend, these are the teeth of the second-order megalodon. Keep them away! Hehe!"
A third-level demon fox, very shamelessly, exchanged the teeth of a second-level megalodon for ten snake-skin fruits, without allowing this foundation builder to object.
This is another tenfold huge profit. Don’t think this is the end. It’s still early?
"Low-grade spiritual treasure, haha! Haha! My little friend is really unlucky! He was able to obtain the spiritual treasure in the secret realm.
However, I am a disciple of the Dan Jie Sect. Wherever there is a need for spiritual treasures, considering my cultivation level, a top-grade spiritual weapon is most suitable. This top-grade heavy sword is given to me."
The pill-forming boss of the Spirit Sword Sect was very shameless and exchanged a top-grade spiritual weapon for this low-grade foundation-building spiritual treasure.
This profit is at least dozens of times higher, and those who are evil cannot be more evil.
"Elder, low-grade spiritual treasure."
After shamelessly seizing the Lingbao, the Lingjian Sect's alchemy monk gave the Lingbao to Zuo Haoran with a look of excitement on his face.
"Well, it's good. It's a high-quality scepter with thunder attributes. It suits me very well."
Zuo Haoran carefully touched this low-grade spiritual treasure, his eyes full of fire.
Lingbao is not a big deal, even if it is Yuanying Sect, there are not many. He only has two low-grade Lingbao, but they are not very consistent with his skills.
And this low-grade spiritual treasure scepter fits well with his skills, which makes him very satisfied. With this scepter, his strength can be increased a lot.
"Ling Bao Scepter? It's over, this foundation builder will continue to bleed."
The moment Ximen Changqing saw the Lingbao Scepter, he recognized it as the prize that appeared when he answered the question.
At that time, he chose the second-level training tower, the Pearl Cave, and the ultimate flying shuttle magic weapon. The remaining three treasures included this spiritual treasure scepter.
The other two items are a shield and a flying sword, both of which are top-quality magic weapons and also first-rate treasures.
Obviously, this foundation-building monk was lucky enough to get these three answering rewards. Unfortunately, they all belong to the Spirit Sword Sect.
No, just as Ximen Changqing secretly thought something was wrong, he heard the laughter of the Lingjian Sect’s pill-forming boss.
"Haha! Flying sword, shield, two top-grade magic weapons. It seems that I have underestimated my luck, so I will give you two top-grade spiritual weapons."
This shameless Spirit Sword Sect alchemy monk once again used two high-grade spiritual weapons in exchange for two top-grade magic weapons from the Foundation Establishment monk. It was no different from plundering.
Of course, this is just the beginning. The pale-faced foundation-building monk will continue to be tortured until all the precious treasures in his body are drained away.
The Spirit Sword Sect and the Monster Clan took turns to fight, and all storage devices had to be carefully checked twenty times, yes, twenty times.
Ten immortals from the Lingjian Sect and ten third-level demon clansmen checked them all carefully, not just twenty times.
"Haha! Although I can't use this low-grade magic weapon, I can give it to the elders of the sect, so I won't lose anyone's love. Next one."
Perhaps because of his conscience, or because he looked down on low-grade magic weapons, the Spirit Sword Sect's pill formation did not exchange it for the low-grade magic weapon that established the Foundation.
This caused a trace of blood to appear on the face of the foundation-building monk who had been tortured countless times. After all, after despair, a little sweetness can make people happy.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The first foundation builder had all his treasures taken away, and the faces of the foundation builders behind him were also not good.
No one is willing to let the treasures they have worked so hard to gain come to others in vain.
For the extremely thick-skinned Pill Formation monks of the Spirit Sword Sect, no matter how dejected these foundation builders are, they will not show any mercy.
They won't give up until all the valuable treasures are removed.
The only foundation-building monk with a normal face is probably Ximen Changqing.
After all, all his valuable treasures were hidden in the Nine Heavenly Beads, and he only had one storage bag, and the resources for cultivating immortals were not very valuable. Even if all of them were confiscated, he would not feel anything.
The Lingjian Sect's pill-forming monks and monster clan's inspections are too detailed. When encountering treasures, they have to consider how to exchange them.
The speed of this inspection is naturally very slow, and it takes an hour for a foundation builder to do the inspection.
It wasn't until five hours later that it was Ximen Changqing's turn to be examined.
"Senior, please take a look."
Ximen Changqing handed over the storage bag very respectfully.
"A hundred-year-old yellow ginseng, two-hundred-year-old cold moon grass, second-grade low-grade tungsten iron wood, first-grade high-grade..."
After checking for a long time, the Lingjian Sect's alchemy monk frowned and looked very dissatisfied.
In the past few days, every time I check a foundation-building monk, I can harvest some valuable treasures, at least one or two millennium elixirs.
But the storage bag of the foundation-building monk in front of him didn't even contain five-hundred-year-old elixirs, and there weren't any other resources for cultivating immortals that could interest him.
After looking at it, the third-level demon clan shook his head repeatedly and snorted heavily.
"My little friend, concealing it privately is a serious crime. Is this what you get?"
The pill-forming boss of Lingjian Sect became angry and stared at Ximen Changqing, scanning his body carefully.
"I don't dare to hide it from you, senior. I originally had a storage bracelet with several magic weapons in it, but it's a pity that my skills are not as good as others, so I gave it to a few fellow Taoists of the Spirit Sword Sect."
Ximen Changqing's acting skills are still very good. He was euphemistically expressing that he was robbed by the Lingjian Sect bastard.
The pill-forming boss of the Lingjian Sect suddenly felt embarrassed. He cleared his throat and shouted: "Next one."
In this way, Ximen Changqing passed the test easily. Neither the Spirit Sword Sect nor the Monster Clan were interested in these low-level immortal cultivation resources.
Putting the storage bag back on his waist, Ximen Changqing waited patiently on the island.
Of all the foundation builders who left the secret realm, even after receiving the inspection, none of them left alone.
After all, most of the foundation-building monks are disciples of the Danjie sect. They have to wait for the secret realm to close and return with the sect's Danjie elders.
Moreover, there are many monsters in the East Sea, and the secret realm extends hundreds of thousands of miles into the East Sea. If a foundation-building monk acts alone, he is likely to be attacked by monsters, which is too unsafe.
If Ximen Changqing left alone, it would arouse suspicion. He had to wait patiently for the secret realm to collapse, and then leave with Lao Gui.
The boss of Yuanying and the fourth-level golden dragon are both here. Once there is suspicion on him, he will not be able to escape.
"My dear friends, each of you take a jade slip and write clearly what you saw and heard in the secret realm. Don't miss anything."
At this moment, a Lingjian Sect alchemy monk brought a batch of jade slips and distributed them to everyone to build the foundation. Everyone had one.
Ximen Changqing took a look and found that there were more than 200 foundations that had safely come out of the secret realm, and most of the foundations were still in the secret realm.
Once the secret realm collapses, he doesn't know what will happen to the foundations that haven't come out, and he doesn't care much.
"How can I tell you what I saw and heard, Thousand Insect Sect? Haha!"
Ximen Changqing, of course, will not write down what he has actually seen and heard, he will just make it up, but he must make it true and there must be no flaws.
Qianchongmen Foundation Establishment once fought with Zuo Yulong. This is a fact, but this cannot be said. Otherwise, he will not be able to explain the matter of the alchemy furnace.
Qianchongmen ambushed five people from the Ximen family, which made him very unhappy. Zuo Yulong was killed by him and was already dead.
The credibility of Zuo Yulong's fall being forcibly placed on Qianchongmen's foundation is relatively high.
After all, the Zuo brothers and sisters once fought fiercely with the Qian brothers, and the two sides had a deep friendship.
Qianchongmen attacked and killed Zuo Yulong in revenge. The motive is very sufficient and easy to believe.
Ximen Changqing polished it many times to make sure that what he saw and heard was flawless before handing it over to Master Jie Dan of Lingjian Sect.
All that's left is to wait peacefully. For the monks, a few days passed in the blink of an eye.
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At this time, the monks in the secret realm have collected almost all the treasures they can find. If they continue to search, they will not gain much.
As a result, many monks left the secret realm one after another.
There are also some monks from the Danjie Sect who choose an entrance and exit, set up a third-level formation, and ambush other sect monks, just like the Qianchong Sect ambush the five members of the Ximen family.
In short, in order to gain more harvests and obtain more treasures, monks from various major sects are killing each other like crazy, and foundation-building monks die every day.
If they knew that after leaving the secret realm, all the valuable treasures would be thrown away, I don't know how they would feel, and all the snatching would be in vain.
"Rumble..."
With the sound of the sky and the earth cracking, the Puppet Emperor's secret realm began to collapse, a large number of cracks appeared on the ground, and the buildings of the Puppet Emperor's palace also began to collapse one after another, giving a complete doomsday scene.
"No, the secret realm is about to collapse, let's leave quickly!"
Lingjian Sect Zuo Yutang, seeing the apocalyptic scene in the secret realm, was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split. He quickly led the sect to build the foundation and ran towards the nearest entrance and exit.
More than ten miles away, the Tianwu Sect's foundation disciples were also panicked.
"Gao Tian, is this the secret realm collapsing, or is a real immortal seed about to be born?"
Hero Tojo frowned, with a look of panic on his face.
The little golden ball he always felt was not a fairy seed, and had no breath of life at all.
In addition, the Immortal Seed is so important, why would the Puppet Emperor Tower be allowed to spout it out casually? It would be too disrespectful.
"Hero, don't think about the immortals. The secret realm is really going to collapse. If we don't escape, we will die here."
Lu Gaotian reminded loudly, and used the best flying sword to prepare to escape from the secret realm.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! They have been preparing for a trip to the secret realm for three years, but this time they came in and failed to complete the task.
It's inevitable to feel unwilling, but you can't blame them. There are too many sects entering the secret realm, and the major sects are fully prepared.
The preparations of the Lingjian Sect were far superior to those of the Tianwu Sect. They did not find the immortal seed at first, and after that, they no longer had any advantage.
The secret realm is about to collapse, and Tianwu Sect's foundation building has no choice but to quickly escape from the secret realm and escape outside the secret realm.
At various locations in the Puppet Emperor's Secret Realm, the foundation-building disciples of each major sect were rushing towards the nearest entrance and exit of the Secret Realm in a panic.
The monsters in the secret realm don't have this luck. They can't pass through the entrance and exit at all. Not even the third-level monsters, but also the first- and second-order monsters can't leave.
Seeing that the human race was building a foundation and could leave safely, these secret realm monsters attacked the human race monks like crazy and wanted to kill them all.
With the collapse of the secret realm, a large number of space cracks emerged. The sects that escaped had to build their foundations not only in a hurry, but also to be prepared for space cracks that appeared at any time.
As long as the foundation-building monks touch these terrifying space cracks, they will immediately die and disappear.
Even if they try their best to rush to the entrance and exit of the secret realm, they still have to face the attack of the monster beasts. Many foundation-building monks fell into the hands of the monster beasts at the last moment.
There were nearly a thousand foundations in the secret realm. Only about three hundred escaped in this wave, and the rest perished with the collapse of the secret realm.
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The sudden collapse of the Puppet Emperor's secret realm caused a lot of commotion. Huge waves immediately arose on the sea and crashed directly towards the island not far away.
"Fellow Daoist Jin, it's up to us."
Zuo Haoran and the fourth-order golden dragon looked at each other and used magical powers together to protect the island.
At this time, all the monks and monsters outside the secret realm were stunned. No one could have imagined that such a large secret realm would collapse at the first sign of collapse.
The foundation-building monks who escaped from the secret realm were all congratulating themselves on their luck. If it had been too late, they would have perished.
Of course, they were too happy too early. They only saved their lives by escaping from the secret realm. The valuable treasure they obtained through hard work in the secret realm was only used to make wedding clothes for the strong.
The moment they escaped from the secret realm, they were all taken to the island to undergo double inspection by the Spirit Sword Sect and the Demon Clan.
Except for the monks of the Spirit Sword Sect, all foundation builders are no exception. There is only one result for daring to resist, and that is to be killed by a third-level monster.
The Spirit Sword Sect cooperates with the monsters to deceive the foundation-building disciples of the major alchemy sects. This is the method of the strong, and the weak will never have the right to refute.
Under the pressure of two Nascent Soul-level powerhouses, any strategy or eloquence is useless.
The elders of the major Jiedan sects could only curse in their hearts while pretending to be obedient on the outside.
The faces of several Danjie elders in Yunjian Mountain were not very good, and the faces of Gu Yangyu and Qian Daojue were both very ugly.
This time, sixty foundation-building elites entered Yunjian Mountain, all of whom were mid- to late-stage elites.
However, only twenty-five people came out of the secret realm safely, and more than half of the foundation-building elites perished in the secret realm.
For an Alchemy Sect like Yunjian Mountain, losing so many elite disciples would be an exaggeration.
The most annoying thing is that the foundation-building disciples who have safely left the secret realm have to be inspected by the Spirit Sword Sect and the Demon Clan, and their valuable treasures have to be forcibly exchanged.
No one would be willing to sacrifice so many foundation-building elites without getting a real treasure.
But in the face of absolute strength, they were helpless. All the Danjie sects united were no match for these third-level monsters in front of them.
What's more, there is also a fourth-level golden dragon here, as well as a group of powerful men from the Spirit Sword Sect.
The moment Zuo Haoran cooperated with the fourth-order golden dragon, all the major alchemy-forming sects in the Eastern Wasteland had no chance.
All the foundation-building disciples of the Alchemy Sect can only accept this unfair treatment. Compared with small lives, heavy treasures can only take second place.
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Not far away, Lu Deqian, the head of the Tianwu Sect, looked even more worried. He didn't know whether his disciples had obtained the immortal seeds.
But so what if he gets the immortal seed, at this time, Zuo Haoran has the final say with the fourth-level golden dragon. In front of the fourth-level strong man, he, Lu Deqian, has the final say.
At this time, he was already feeling a little desperate. No matter whether the Tianwu Sect built its foundation or obtained the Immortal Seed, he was destined to fail.
The Tianwu Sect had been preparing for the Puppet Emperor's Secret Realm for three years, but they didn't expect it to end like this.
In the final analysis, the Tianwu Sect is still too weak, and in front of the Nascent Soul forces, they can only obey.
And this sense of humiliation also inspired his determination. No matter what the one-eyed evil ghost's purpose was, he would help it return to the mortal world.
Anyway, he is already the puppet of the one-eyed evil spirit, and he cannot escape the evil spirit's grasp. It is better to obey him and serve him wholeheartedly.
Even if you are a puppet, you must be a tall and dignified puppet in front of outsiders, a puppet that can trample the prodigies of the Holy Land under their feet.
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The alchemy bosses of each major sect each had their own concerns. Only Lao Gui wandered around the island leisurely, making eye contact with Ximen Changqing from time to time.
At this time, no one is allowed to leave without the permission of Zuo Haoran and the fourth-order golden dragon. Lao Gui does not dare to take risks casually, and Ximen Changqing is not in a hurry.
Because there were too many foundation building disciples in this wave, the Puppet Emperor's secret realm also collapsed, so the Spirit Sword Sect and Monster Beast mobilized more power to inspect the foundation building one by one.
Only when all foundations have been inspected can everyone leave together.
Foundation-building disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who do not need to undergo inspection should return to the elders of the sect and receive necessary questioning.
Zuo Yutang and Zuo Yuxin even came to the side of their ancestor Zuo Haoran. It was only here that they truly confirmed that Zuo Yulong had died.
"The Jade Dragon has fallen, who killed him?"
Zuo Yutang looked remorseful, blaming him for not taking good care of his younger brother.
"Elder, this jade slip mentions that the jade dragon is trapped in the formation."
A pill-forming monk handed over a jade slip, the one written by Ximen Changqing.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Jade Dragon is trapped by the third-level formation of the Thousand Insect Sect? With all his trump cards and the third-level puppet beast, even the Thousand Insect Sect can kill him?"
Zuo Haoran frowned with confusion on his face.
"Ancestor, the Thousand Chong Sect also has a third-level flying eagle puppet beast. Also, Ninth Brother's third-level talisman has been used up long ago. We also have quarrels with the Thousand Insect Sect..."
Zuo Yuxin carefully recounted the process of the two brothers and sisters fighting against the Zhong brothers from the Heavy Sword Sect and the Qian Clan brothers from the Thousand Insect Sect.
"Old Ancestor, Jade Dragon had such a big rift with the Thousand Insect Sect's Foundation Establishment, and fell into the Thousand Insect Sect's third-level formation. It is very likely that he fell like this. This revenge must be avenged."
Zuo Yutang turned his head and looked in the direction of the Thousand Insect Gate's foundation building, with a trace of anger hidden in his eyes.
"Shut up. If you are killed in a secret realm, you can only blame yourself for your inability. If all the sects hold each other accountable, then there will be no chaos."
Zuo Haoran opened his mouth to scold him, but he also had murderous intentions in his heart.
However, he is the boss of Nascent Soul, and it is impossible for him to kill Qianchong Sect's foundation because of Zuo Yulong's matter.
Boss Yuanying also wants to save face. Once this kind of thing gets out, it will greatly damage his image as a boss.
But Zuo Yulong was the pillar of the sect and the Zuo family. He died in a secret place like this. If he could not avenge him, he would not be able to live with it.
"It seems that we are going to trouble fellow Taoist Jin again!"
Zuo Haoran looked at the fourth-order golden dragon not far away and made up his mind.
It is absolutely inappropriate for Spirit Sword Sect monks to attack the Thousand Insect Sect, but the Monster Clan is different. The East China Sea is full of monsters.
If a Thousand Insect Sect foundation-building disciple dies in the mouth of a monster, that means he is unlucky and has nothing to do with the Spirit Sword Sect.
If the Monster Clan leaked this matter, it would be a deliberate attempt to frame the situation and sow discord between the Spirit Sword Sect and the Thousand Insects Sect, and they would be punished.
If the Thousand Insects Sect believed the lies of the demon clan, it would be unreasonable, or they would have taken refuge in the demon clan, and all the sects in the world would punish them.
Yuanying bosses are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. They will think through all problems and will not leave any real clues.
Apart from him and the fourth-order golden dragon, no third person would know about this matter, not even Zuo Yu's cousins.
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Three days later, all the foundation-building monks who came out of the secret realm, except for the Spirit Sword Sect disciples, were all masturbated.
The important treasures obtained by the major alchemy sects in the secret realm have all fallen into the hands of the Spirit Sword Sect and the fourth-level golden dragon, in exchange for low-value resources.
Anger and loss were hidden in the hearts of all the elders and disciples of the Danjie Sect, making them hate the Lingjian Sect and the East China Sea Monster Clan.
The Puppet Emperor's secret realm collapsed, and all the important treasures were divided up. The Lingjian Sect had gained a lot. Zuo Haoran sacrificed the Lingbao flying boat and took all the disciples of the sect back to Donghuang City.
The East China Sea Demon Clan also returned to their own territory under the leadership of the fourth-order golden dragon, and they also returned with a full harvest.
The remaining major alchemy sects, from the elders to the disciples, all looked gloomy and had no energy at all.
They worked hard and even lost a large number of fellow disciples, but all the valuable treasures they obtained fell into the hands of the Spirit Sword Sect and the East China Sea Monster Clan.
This is tantamount to making a wedding dress for others. If you are in a good mood, you will be in trouble.
"Let's go back to the sect."
Gu Yangyu, the great elder of Yunjian Mountain, was the first to return to the sect with his magical flying boat carrying twenty-five sect foundation-building elites.
"Huh... let's go back too."
The elder of the Chongjian Sect of Xu State breathed a sigh of relief and also used the flying boat to lead the remaining foundation building disciples of his sect back to the sect's Lingshan Mountain.
"Let's go back!"
Lu Deqian of Tianwu Sect was also listless. The golden ball that the sect disciple got was not taken away, but he looked at it and found that it was not an immortal seed at all.
He still has some knowledge. The first time he saw the golden ball, he knew it was the Thunder Bead.
"Father, we have tried our best, but Yinghui is also dead. Maybe there are no immortal seeds in the secret realm at all?"
Lu Gaotian frowned and expressed his guess.
"Hey! It depends on whether you believe in God or not. Just leave it to fate!"
In this regard, Lu Deqian has already lied down, he has tried his best, no matter what God loves, he can't resist anyway.
Afterwards, all the major Jiedan sects left one after another and returned to their respective sects.
"Changqing, let's go back too."
Lao Gui sacrificed his magical flying boat and took Ximen Changqing to Qingniu Island.
At this time, Ximen Changqing has recovered his past life memory, and has deeper feelings and respect for Lao Gui.
Back then, when he was exploring treasures in a secret realm, he was attacked by a second-level black turtle. He originally planned to kill the black turtle, but finally chose to subdue it.
He also gave it a great opportunity to advance to the third level and completely transform into a human form. From then on, he had a loyal old servant by his side.
Their previous relationship had never been like a master and servant, but more like a friend, the best of intimate friends.
Black turtles have a long lifespan, with a lifespan of two thousand years at the second level. When they were first conquered, the old turtle was already over 1,900 years old.
If you don't help it advance to the third level, the old turtle will soon run out of life. After being promoted, the old turtle has an additional three thousand years of life and is even more loyal to him.
With the help of a large number of rare elixirs, Old Turtle was promoted quickly. In just two hundred years, he was promoted to the third level of high-grade.
If it hadn't been for the misfortune that happened to the Ximen family, Old Turtle would have been a fourth-level demon. Calculating time, Old Turtle is now almost three thousand years old, and he still has more than two thousand years to live.
"Changqing, why are you looking at me like this? By the way, where are the four of them?"
The old turtle frowned slightly, feeling that Ximen Changqing looked at it with a strange look, but this long-lost look made it very comfortable.
"Senior, grandpa and the others are all in the Pearl Cave."
Ximen Changqing said, taking out the jade box from the Nine Heavenly Beads, and after opening the jade box, a large pearl was revealed.
"Grandpa, you can come out now."
At this time, there are no outsiders in the surrounding waters, so they don't need to hide in the Pearl Cave.
Because the person who refined Pearl Cave Heaven was Ximen Rende, so only he could hear what Ximen Changqing said outside.
"Senior Xuanwu."
The four of them, Ximen Rende, quickly came out of the Pearl Cave and stood on the flying boat. The Pearl Cave also returned to Ximen Rende's hands.
The faces of the four people were quite excited. In the Pearl Cave, they were accompanied by a large number of precious treasures every day. It was hard not to be excited.
Later, the five members of the Ximen family and Lao Gui talked about their experiences and gains in the secret realm. When they learned that the five people in the Ximen family had such great gains, Lao Gui was also happy.
And when he heard that he was going to give it a top-notch magical weapon-level shuttle, he jumped up with joy and immediately started to refining it.
"This shuttle is too small, but it can barely carry five people. Let's take the shuttle back!"
The old turtle refined the shuttle, got used to it for a while, and said with a smile.
"Okay, let's also feel the speed of the shuttle."
The five members of the Ximen family were also curious about how incredibly fast a top-level magic weapon-level shuttle would be.
"Whoosh..."
Following Lao Gui's envoy, the top-grade magic weapon-level shuttle flew towards Qingniu Island at a shocking speed.
"This speed is almost a million miles a day. It is ten times faster than my magical flying boat. It is so powerful."
The old turtle laughed happily. The feeling of speed was very refreshing.
The five members of the Ximen family were also shocked. This speed was too fast, and the Yuanying monk's escape speed was not that fast.
With this shuttle magic weapon, you don't have to worry even if you are chased by Yuanying.
"Boy Changqing, you really want to give such a good treasure to me. It's not too late to regret it now."
The old turtle smiled and joked.
"The flying shuttle, the best magic weapon, is a crime in our hands, and we cannot use it to the maximum extent. Besides, the seniors and the Ximen family share weal and woe, so why should we distinguish between each other."
Ximen Changqing responded with a smile.
"Haha! I like to hear this."
The old turtle laughed loudly and flew the shuttle with all his strength, arriving at Qingniu Island not long after.
At this moment, the flying boats of the major alchemy sects are still on the way. Their magical flying boats cannot be compared with the flying shuttles. The gap is too big.
Of course, if you can return to the sect safely, it doesn't matter if you go faster or slower. You are just afraid of being intercepted and killed on the way and losing your life in the East China Sea.
On the Thousand Insect Gate's large flying boat, the five pill-forming elders and the fifteen surviving foundation-building elites all looked unhappy.
This time during the exploration of the secret realm, Thousand Insect Sect suffered a lot of losses, but all the valuable treasures gained fell into the hands of the Demon Clan and the Spirit Sword Sect.
They hate the demon clan, but they hate the Spirit Sword Sect monks even more. If the Spirit Sword Sect had not colluded with the demon clan, this situation would not be like this.
"These bastards from the Lingjian Sect are a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites."
An elder from the Thousand Insect Sect's Pill Formation cursed angrily.
"Junior brother, please calm down. My Qianchongmen family is not the only one who has been deceived. Just write down this account.
And you, you must practice well. If Qianchong Sect had a powerful Nascent Soul, you would never be as humiliated as you are today."
The Great Elder of Qianchong Sect comforted his junior brother, and at the same time taught a dozen foundation-building elites a lesson, letting them learn their shame and become brave.
"No, there's an ambush!"
"Crash..."
At this moment, more than thirty third-level monsters suddenly jumped out of the sea and attacked the large Qianchongmen flying boat as soon as they appeared.
