First, there was a silver-white sword light passing by from high in the sky, and soon there was another green light.
As the two escaping lights flew past, the vegetation on both sides swayed, and a figure flashed past on each side.
Qin and Sang, the four of them, were led by the sword-wielding master, keeping a certain distance from each other to avoid sudden surprises and being caught off guard.
In fact, they had only been in Nie Yuan for three days. Normally, they would not encounter god-level ferocious beasts. This move was just out of habitual caution.
Powerful ferocious beasts basically only wander in the depths of the Netherfield, rarely appear on the edge of the Netherfield, and it is even rarer to break into Gu Sanji.
If a god-level ferocious beast appears nearby, someone as powerful as a Taoist disciple will suffer a severe headache.
Although Nakamoji, Shiroishiji and Gusanji are connected, there are still large areas of borders with the Niehai Sea and Niehara, and they are often attacked by ferocious beasts.
As far as Qin Sang knows, the mountain gods and river gods under the rule of Daoting are only in the transformation stage.
Unless the Taoist court sends all the immortal officials of fourth grade and above to guard the border, there will never be peace in the territory.
'boom!'
Qin Sang pressed one palm on the forehead of an ape demon, and the ape demon fell to the ground in silence.
His figure floated past without pause, his eyes like lightning, patrolling the area.
Along the way, although there were many ferocious beasts, he had few chances to take action.
The ferocious beast is not completely irrational, but as time goes by as his cultivation improves, he is gradually invaded by the old energy of the six heavens until he is lost.
Low-level ferocious beasts are just a little more ferocious than monster beasts, more cruel and bloodthirsty, not much different.
Even real ferocious beasts still have the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil. When they sensed the aura emitted by Qin Sang and the others, they turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.
When a monk enters the Nie Yuan, it is also impossible for him to get lost in it in a short period of time.
Even if you stay in the depths of Nie Yuan for more than ten years, you will not lose your mind.
But once the limit of the altar is exceeded, it is extremely difficult to get rid of the six-day old energy in the root of the soul. This change is subtle, and the monks may not feel the slightest difference for the time being, which does not hinder their practice, but it has become a hidden danger.
If you follow the path and deepen, you will eventually explode and regret it.
Therefore, when monks enter Nie Yuan, they must make plans in advance or prepare enough elixirs.
At first, the four of them communicated through voice messages from time to time, but then it was a boring rush.
After traveling for more than a month, the four of them went deeper into the Niyuan, and the surrounding scenery became more and more wild.
"There is a mountain ahead. Further ahead, there may be ferocious beasts with similar cultivation levels as ours. It's quite quiet nearby. Let's adjust our breathing here for a while."
The master holding the sword came over and suddenly accelerated, everyone followed, and soon they arrived in front of the mountain.
Seeing the scene on the top of the mountain, Qin Sang's eyes flashed with surprise, but the sword-wielding master and the others jumped down to the top of the mountain as if they were not surprised, and each found a stone and sat down cross-legged.
Qin Sang arrived last and landed on a black stone next to everyone.
The black stone under him was square and sharp-edged. Qin Sang spread his consciousness and found that there were many such black stones nearby, but most of them were seriously damaged and scattered on the surrounding hillsides.
These black stones cannot occur naturally and are obviously man-made.
Observing the traces on the top of the mountain, Qin Sang made a new discovery, "Here... seems to be the remains of a Taoist temple..."
This made Qin Sang quite surprised. This place was not near Gushanzhi. The four god-transforming monks walked for a month. Although they did not try their best to travel due to various concerns.
The Yuanying monks would definitely not dare to stay here for a long time. Who would build a Taoist temple in such a place?
Moreover, Qin Sang noticed that the ruins here were very old. It was an ancient temple. Traces showed that it was occupied by ferocious beasts after it was abandoned. For some reason, this lair is now abandoned again.
"Could it be that there were monks in Nie Yuan before?"
Qin Sang's thoughts flashed, and he even suspected that this place, like Gu Sanji, was originally the sphere of influence of the Taoist sect.
With this kind of speculation, Qin Sang could not help but have more associations.
Since there is a Taoist temple, it means that this place was once suitable for monks to practice. Why did it become an evil place?
At this time, the master holding the sword turned his eyes and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, please pay attention to steady your mind later."
"Thank you fellow Taoist for reminding me, I know how powerful I am."
Qin Sang slightly cupped his hands, put away his distracting thoughts, and sat down cross-legged.
With the Jade Buddha under his protection, he didn't have to worry. He still had to put on a show and go into the depths of the Nie Yuan to occasionally take a spiritual elixir.
After adjusting their breath, everyone continued on their way.
Unexpectedly, not long after they left the mountain, they encountered their first god-level ferocious beast!
'Roar!'
The roar came from the front, perhaps because it was too far away, so it seemed a bit dull.
But the powerful power contained in the roar made the four people feel alarmed and stopped immediately.
It's night time.
The moon is like water.
All they could see was that the mountains and fields in the north were dark, and there seemed to be large dark clouds in the sky. The wind was surging, and they were slowly pressing towards their direction.
Master Youhuang flicked his jade fingers, and a green light flew out from his fingertips, turning into a talisman in mid-air and disappearing into an ancient tree on the ground.
The ancient tree withered instantly, and then a phantom-looking wooden man jumped out from the dead tree. Others could hardly feel the wooden man's aura, or it could be said that the wooden man's aura blended into the forest.
The wooden man bowed to Master Youhuang, burrowed into the ground, and disappeared.
Qin Sang noticed Master Youhuang's movements and couldn't help but take a second look.
When they encountered ferocious beasts before, they were basically taken care of by him and Master Guyun. Master Youhuang rarely had the chance to take action.
At this time, she was casting a magical talisman, but the altar was not revealed.
"This talisman is one of the true talismans of Master Youhuang. He is best at detecting it. The result will be available later..."
Explanation of voice transmission by a real person holding a sword.
Only the divine talisman that carries the talisman is called the true talisman of destiny. Master Youhuang has received the third-level talisman, so there are three true talismans of destiny.
Qin Sang pondered for a moment and asked the questions in his heart.
In the eyes of the other party, he is a casual cultivator who made a lucky breakthrough, and it is normal for him to be short-sighted.
The sword-holding master explained: "You will know after you receive the third-level talisman. When you reach the Dongxuan Dharma position, the urn altar will gradually become stable. As long as it is a spell that you have already mastered, you do not need to summon the urn altar again even if you cast the true talisman of your life.
But if you don’t understand the talisman thoroughly, you must call out the altar and use the power of the altar. Of course, this is only for the Golden Seal Altar..."
Hearing this, Qin Sang nodded secretly. No wonder the sword-wielding master was not seen summoning the altar before.
One of the advantages of the Golden Seal Altar compared to the Soldiers and Horses Altar is that there is no need to arrange troops in advance, and the curse can be issued as soon as you recite it.
"However," the master holding the sword suddenly changed his tone, "it is said that if the altar of soldiers and horses is cultivated to the depths, it can also save the step of summoning soldiers and horses, directly communicate with the soldiers and horses in the altar, and form an formation instantly."
Master Guyun sneered and said: "I have never seen such a master. Who knows whether it is true or false."
As he spoke, a green shadow jumped out of the ground and fell into the palm of Master Youhuang's hand.
Master Youhuang showed joy on his face, "It's a wooden dragon! Its aura is only higher than ours, and there are no other demon lord-level ferocious beasts nearby."
"Wooden dragon? Fellow Taoist, do you want to take the demon elixir of this dragon to make an altar?"
The master holding the sword guessed the intention of the master Youhuang.
What Master Youhuang practices is the wooden walking dharma basket.
To build a third-level urn, the required spiritual objects are either rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the world, or the blood essence, bones and demon elixir of the demon lord.
How can the Demon Lord of Guifang Kingdom be so easy to kill?
The right ferocious beast can be found but not found. No wonder Master Youhuang is delighted.
"In the middle stage of the Dongxuan Dharma Stage, what do you two think?" Master Zhijian looked at Qin Sang and Master Guyun.
Master Guyun moved his neck and burst out with strong fighting spirit, his attitude was self-evident.
Qin Sang also nodded in agreement.
The four of them are all in the early stages of becoming gods. There should be no danger in hunting a ferocious beast that is comparable to a thunder turtle.
"Thank you three Taoist friends for making this happen," Master Youhuang smiled and bowed.
They immediately flew towards the ferocious beast and were discussing their plan when they suddenly noticed the aura of the monks below.
The master holding the sword said in a deep voice, "Send these people away first."
They came here for the Demon Lord and did not want to reveal their identity prematurely.
…
Inside a cave.
The three Taoist priests were busy, with anxious looks on their faces.
One person called out the urn altar and continued to hit the magic talismans towards the entrance of the cave, gradually forming a dark wall of light at the entrance of the cave.
There was an incense burner placed in front of the other two people. When they were activated together, thick smoke filled the small cave. The smoke and the light wall had the ability to block the breath.
All three of them are Zhenren Shengxuan.
"Senior brother, that vicious beast won't find us, right?"
On the left side of the incense burner is a female nun, her tone is trembling.
"I should have known better not to go so deep. I haven't even had time to erase the traces outside. It's obvious that there are very few monster-level ferocious beasts here," the Taoist priest who was busy sealing the entrance of the cave complained.
The last middle-aged Taoist priest sensed the atmosphere outside and said, "Junior brother, junior sister, don't worry. The stronger the beast is, the lower its intelligence is. It is impossible to find us through traces. It will be safe when it flies over."
The words have not yet fallen.
Suddenly there was a cold snort, accompanied by an astonishing coercion, "You are very brave, how dare you come here."
'Wow!'
The expressions of the three people changed greatly, and they stood up suddenly, but no other people could be found. The middle-aged Taoist priest saluted to the void, "I didn't know that the senior was here. To avoid the ferocious beast disturbing the senior, I hope that the senior will calm down. When the ferocious beast flies away, we will
Leave immediately."
"No need to wait, you can leave now, it won't find you," the voice was very cold, but there was no doubt about it.
The three of them looked at each other, all indignant and worried, but the invisible pressure prevented them from resisting.
Feeling sad, the three of them opened the talisman at the entrance of the cave and walked out, but were stopped by the mysterious man again.
"Wait! How long have you been here? Have you noticed anything strange?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's expression perked up and he said hurriedly: "We came here ten days ago. Before that, a large group of ferocious beasts rushed out from the depths of the Niyuan. We waited and watched for a few days and saw no other abnormalities. We were lucky, so there was nothing.
retreat."
The four people in the air looked at each other.
"That place is still further north, so it shouldn't affect this place so quickly, right?" Master Guyun asked doubtfully.
"Perhaps someone is taking action halfway? Without further delay, kill the wooden dragon and set off as soon as possible," the sword-wielding master gave an order, and everyone immediately dispersed and performed their duties.
When the three Shengxuan masters walked out of the cave and saw the wooden dragon changing its flight direction, they were not found. They were overjoyed and fled the place without looking back.
"coming!"
In a valley, Qin Sang and Guyun Zhenren stood on the peaks on both sides, looking at the approaching dark clouds.
In front of the dark clouds, a slender green shadow appeared and disappeared.
Guyun Zhenren held his arms, black light flashed, and a spear suddenly appeared in his palm.
The spirit gun is completely black, its luster is cold, and its blade has a faint glow of blood. At a glance, you can tell that it is a peerless weapon.
Holding the spirit gun in hand, Guyun Zhenren's fighting spirit is rising step by step, accumulating layer by layer.
Compared with him, Qin Sang was much more restrained. He did not use the body of the spiritual tree, and the golden light flowed on the surface of his body. He only operated the Vajra Heaven Seal.
'Roar!'
The angry dragon roar came, deafening.
The dark clouds stirred up, and a slender figure rushed out, nearly a hundred feet long, with huge eyes shooting out a terrifying and fierce light, a pointed head, and thick blue scales covering its whole body.
‘Whoosh!’
The wooden dragon suddenly swung its long tail, as if opening a blue chasm in the void.
At this moment, the hearts of Qin Sang and Guyun were greatly shocked, let alone Youhuang, who was facing the wooden dragon.
As a monk who transforms into gods, every time his cultivation level increases, the power of heaven and earth he evokes becomes more powerful.
Although the wooden dragon is a ferocious beast, its every move and instinct can use the power of heaven and earth to suppress the enemy, and every time it takes action, it has no reservations.
In the eyes of Master Youhuang, this is not a dragon tail.
In an instant, terrible pressure came with the tail of the dragon, and Master Youhuang felt like he was falling into the quagmire. This blow seemed to be able to shatter the void and erase himself from this world.
Master Youhuang was well prepared and did not rush. With a sway of his body, he turned into a talisman out of thin air.
'Snapped!'
The dragon's tail swept across, and the talisman's shadow was shattered on the spot.
At the same time, countless fist-sized green light spots floated from the jungle on the ground. The light spots converged and gathered into a human shape, which was none other than Master Youhuang.
Master Youhuang was unscathed, but this move angered Mujiao.
The wooden dragon swooped down with a roar, and the fierce light in its eyes was so intense that its two eyes actually turned white.
The next moment, all the vegetation ignited pale flames from within.
White flames shot into the sky, and strangely, the jungle in the sea of fire was unscathed.
Master Youhuang's face turned slightly pale, and he felt that there was a strange force emerging from his body, as if it was going to burn out all his energy, and he was busy casting spells to suppress it.
At this time, the wooden dragon fell from the sky, and the flames were so strong that they could burn the sky. The real body of the wooden dragon could not be seen with the naked eye, only the overwhelming white flames enveloped the world.
"You evil beast! You don't deserve to die!"
There was a sudden loud shout.
Master Guyun glared at Bai Yan, his fighting spirit exploded, and he jumped up, looking like a tiger out of its cage.
With a flick of his wrist, he threw the spirit spear fiercely, turning into a black lightning.
The spirit gun rotated rapidly, and the powerful force formed a black vortex at the tip of the gun. The vortex became bigger and bigger, and half of a mountain collapsed just by being brushed by the vortex.
The sound of wind and thunder was loud, and it rushed into the white flames in an instant, blasting a black hole in the sea of fire.
The wooden dragon is exposed in the black hole.
At this moment, a figure also appeared on the side of the wooden dragon. It was Qin Sang who was pinching and destroying the demon seal.
At this moment, Qin Sang's eyes suddenly flashed with strange color.
Being so close to the wooden dragon, and with a lower level of cultivation than the wooden dragon, he actually couldn't feel the suppression of the power of heaven and earth from the wooden dragon.
"How can it be?"
Qin Sang was also extremely surprised. In his heyday, he would avoid Thunder Turtle's sharp edge when faced with it.
In a flash of thought, Qin Sang quickly traced back to the source and was surprised to find that the power of the Dharma in his body was vibrating.