Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four: Yin Puppet Sect
Chihu Mountain Oasis.
When Zhou Yang put away the "Small Five Elements Tracing Formation" used to hide his whereabouts and flew into the sky with his sword, the three Golden Core Stage monks in the sky quickly discovered him and quickly flew towards him on the clouds.
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"Which family are you a foundation-building monk? Do you know what happened in Chihu Mountain?"
Three Jindan monks flew in the clouds to Zhou Yang. Before Zhou Yang could pay homage, Cao Wenjin had already asked him urgently about his situation.
As for why he knew that Zhou Yang was not a monk from Huangshamen, it was very simple. As a golden elixir monk from Huangshamen, he had seen all the foundation-building monks in the sect. With the memory ability of a golden elixir monk, it was impossible.
There is a situation where you cannot recognize someone after meeting them before.
As for Zhou Yang, although he has never met Cao Wenjin, nor has he been to Huangshamen's Ancestral Master Hall, as the patriarch of the vassal cultivating family under Huangshamen, he will certainly not be without the portrait of Cao Wenjin, the contemporary guardian of Huangshamen.
Saw it.
So now when he heard Cao Wenjin's question, he quickly saluted and said: "Ancestor, I don't know the specific situation very well. It's just that when I was recovering from my injuries in a distance and waiting for rescue, I suddenly sensed a monstrous wave of demonic energy coming from me.
There is news coming from Chihu Mountain, and this junior is intimidated by its power and dare not approach rashly to check the situation!"
"Devil energy fluctuates? That seems to be correct. It is indeed the demon of Blood Netherworld who took action. The demon always likes to bully and injure people with sneak attacks. Daoyou Jiang was probably killed by his sneak attack!"
"Taoist Qingyang" nodded slightly and immediately expressed his opinion.
After saying that, he raised his hand and took out the bronze oil lamp. At this time, the silver light on the oil lamp was still shining. Obviously, Blood Netherworld had not yet had time to escape from the sensing range of this magic weapon.
"The old Taoist will cast a spell to find the whereabouts of the devil. No matter where the devil flees this time, the old Taoist will definitely beat him to death!"
As the old Taoist priest in green said, he cast a spell on the bronze oil lamp and activated the magic weapon to search for the whereabouts of the Blood Netherworld.
Under the urging of the old Taoist priest in Qingyi, the "soul-inducing lamp" suddenly swayed slightly, and then the silver light swayed towards the west against the wind.
"Found it, the devil is moving eastward!"
The old Taoist priest in green was overjoyed, and after shouting, he flicked his sleeves and released a sparkling blue flying boat. With a movement of his body, he landed in the flying boat, and then he greeted Cao Wenjin and the others: "
You two fellow Taoists, please board Lao Dao’s flying boat first, otherwise you may not be able to keep up with Lao Dao’s speed!”
"Then there is fellow Taoist Lao Qingyang."
Cao Wenjin and "Master Jinguang" looked at each other and jumped into the flying boat obediently.
Seeing this, Zhou Yang, whose sword was hanging in the air below, thought he had nothing to do, and was about to say some congratulatory words.
Unexpectedly, the "Qingyang Taoist" on the flying boat suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes. He suddenly looked at him and said, "Come up, little friend. Maybe you will be of use to me by then."
After saying that, he didn't care whether Zhou Yang agreed or not, he directly used a magic power to force Zhou Yang to the flying boat, and then directly drove the flying boat to turn into a blue light and fly westward away from the Chihu Mountain Oasis.
"What does Fellow Daoist Qingyang mean by this? Not to mention that this kid is injured now, even if his own cultivation level is only at the second level of foundation building, Xue Netherworld can kill him with just a breath!"
On the green flying boat, Cao Wenjin took a look at Zhou Yang, who was pale and looking at him pitifully, and finally couldn't help but send a message to "Taoist Qingyang" to ask.
It wasn't that he was really moved by Zhou Yang's pitiful eyes and felt sympathy, but that he really couldn't understand why "Taoist Qingyang" had to bring a mere second-level foundation-building monk like Zhou Yang.
, I really want to know the intention.
"The old Taoist can't answer this matter now, Fellow Taoist Cao. Maybe the old Taoist is worrying too much, but in order to be absolutely sure, the old Taoist thinks it is necessary to bring this little fellow Taoist with him!"
The old Taoist priest in green shook his head with a secretive look on his face and refused to reveal the reason why he brought Zhou Yang.
Seeing this, although Cao Wenjin was very curious, he couldn't ask any more questions.
But it's not that he didn't do anything. He saw the white jade in his hand was a little bit smooth, and a green light fell on Zhou Yang. Then he looked at the pale Zhou Yang and said slowly:
"I have this [Qing Hua Xuan Ling Mantra] to help you recover from your internal injuries. There is also a [Three Treasures Divine Pill] here to help you recover your lost blood essence and vitality."
"You don't have to worry too much. With your low level of cultivation, it's impossible for fellow Taoist Qingyang to really let you participate in the battle to exterminate demons!"
"Furthermore, even if you unfortunately die in the battle to exterminate demons this time, I will keep my promise and give your family a foundation-building pill, and I will not let your family decline like this."
After saying that, he threw the so-called "Three Treasures Divine Pill" to Zhou Yang, and then, like the "Master Jin Guang" beside him, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.
When Zhou Yang heard what he said, he was so angry that he wanted to curse his mother.
He finally escaped from two "Golden-winged Thunder Eagles", but he didn't expect that before he could get out of the tiger's den, he fell into the wolf's den again. This luck was gone.
Cao Wenjin is speaking nicely now, but judging from the fact that he never asked his name from the beginning to the end, we know how credible what he is saying now is.
The cyan flying boat was speeding at thousands of miles per hour, so fast that when ordinary people looked up from the ground, they could only see a fleeting cyan stream of light.
Zhou Yang on the flying boat had a mournful face, like a prisoner rushing to the execution ground.
If someone can sit down and chat with a monk in the Golden Core Stage when others are in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it will really be something that can last a lifetime.
But his life is likely to end early. Do you think he can have a good face?
The difference between foundation building and golden elixir is not only two great realms of cultivation, but also a world of difference in status.
When Xiao Bufan wanted to keep him in Chihu Mountain to serve, he had to explain the facts to him, reason with him, and use threats and intimidation.
But when "Qingyang Taoist" and Jindan monks like Cao Wenjin wanted to recruit him, they didn't even bother to find the simplest excuse.
Whether Zhou Yang is willing or opposed, he cannot change any of their decisions.
What is domineering?
This is domineering!
The golden elixir stage monks live for thousands of years, and their status in the world of cultivation is like the princes and princesses in the mortal world, while the foundation-building stage monks are just minor officials who have just entered the rank.
Both sides seem to be within the same system, but in fact their status is very different, but it is a world of difference.
The prince and princess have an order. Can a mere humble official refuse? Do you dare to refuse?
Therefore, even though Zhou Yang's heart was full of anger and grievance at this moment, he could only lower his head and bite his mouth, not daring to really curse.
It feels good to curse people at this time, but I am afraid that the consequences will be that they will be slapped to death like a fly, leaving no bones left.
He still has a long life left to live, but he doesn't want to ruin his life just because of a moment of pleasure.
After biting his mouth and holding in his breath for a long time, he finally endured the evil anger in his heart, then opened the elixir bottle given by Cao Wenjin, poured out the elixir and swallowed it.
"Three Treasures Divine Pill" came from the hands of Cao Wenjin, a monk in the golden elixir stage. Of course it is not an ordinary elixir, but a third-level high-grade elixir.
The three treasures correspond to essence, qi, and spirit respectively. This "Three Treasures Yun Shen Dan" can not only replenish blood and replenish qi, but can even heal injuries on the soul.
After Zhou Yang took this elixir, he not only replenished 70% to 80% of the blood essence consumed by the "Blood Boil Technique", but all the internal and external injuries on his body were healed as before.
But the efficacy of this elixir was more effective than all the healing elixirs he had taken before.
While he was refining the elixir to recover from his injuries, the blue flying boat had flown tens of thousands of miles and stopped outside a desolate oasis in the vast sea of sand.
"Well, here is..."
On the flying boat, "Master Jin Guang" looked at the ugly Cao Wenjin next to him with a strange expression, but hesitated to speak.
"Master Qingyang" saw this scene and couldn't help but frowned, looked at the two of them and asked: "What? Is there something wrong here?"
"Fellow Taoist Qingyang is not from our Immortal World of Boundless Sand Sea, so it is normal not to know this."
Cao Wenjin glanced at the strange-looking "Master Jinguang", then looked at the desolate oasis in front of him with complicated eyes and said in a deep voice: "One thousand seven hundred years ago, this place was also the mountain gate of a spiritual sect. Later, I Huangsha
There was a conflict between the sect and this practice sect, and the senior monks used all the strength of the sect to expedition here, and finally narrowly won and destroyed it!"
"In that battle, the spiritual veins of this oasis were completely destroyed. Most of the millions of mortals died because of the battle. In addition, thousands of monks died on both sides. After that battle, this place became a boundless sand sea and a world of immortal cultivation.
This rare place of resentment has long been designated as a forbidden area by me, Huang Shamen, and other monks are prohibited from knowing or approaching it!"
Hearing what Cao Wenjin said, not only "Taoist Qingyang" frowned, but Zhou Yang, who heard the news for the first time, was also shocked.
"More than 1,700 years ago? Could it be that this place was the mountain gate of the Yin Puppet Sect that almost destroyed Huangshamen?"
He thought of the classics he had read, and his heart moved, and he immediately understood which sect Cao Wenjin was talking about.
Speaking of which, this sect has some connections with him. The puppet beast refining method he is learning now is the unique magical weapon of the "Yin Puppet Sect".
"The land of resentment? No wonder the demon of Blood Netherworld would choose to escape here!"
"Taoist Qingyang" muttered to himself with a frown on his face. He didn't know what he thought of, and his face suddenly became serious.
After looking at the oasis in front of him with a solemn expression for a while, he suddenly said to Zhou Yang: "Just wait here and don't move around, otherwise something will happen. Don't blame me for not warning you."
After saying that, he nodded to Cao Wenjin and "Master Jinguang" and said: "Two Taoist friends, it is today to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. As long as you can kill the bloody ghost, I, the Taoist, will give you a generous gift!"