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Chapter 125 The secret realm of Fengyun

On the dragon's back behind Master Huanglong, there are four or five monks who are in the middle and late stages of foundation building, including his disciples and the confidants trained by Huanglong Immortal City.

Fu Xuemei did not arrive.

The Qingming Secret Realm is said to have a 40% mortality rate, and there are unknown and unpredictable dangers.

As an earthly spirit with a strong background, there is no need to put oneself in danger.

Unless you are not satisfied with the real elixir and want to attack the extremely difficult golden elixir.

After Huanglong Immortal City, some forces came along the way, and their representatives were either fake elixirs or in the early stages of elixir formation.

These forces are either from the seven major immortal cultivating families, or from other immortal city forces, or some chambers of commerce.

The beast-controlling Zhou family was also among them, and the leader of the fake elixir monk was a short old man with wrinkles on his face. He should be the ancestor of the Zhou family's fake elixir.

Behind the ancestor of the Zhou family were two foundation-building monks, a man and a woman.

Among them, the girl in yellow dress in the middle stage of foundation building is Zhou Qingxuan, whom Lu Changan is familiar with.

Lu Changan was a little surprised. This woman had high-grade spiritual roots and excellent beast-controlling talents. She was very valuable in the Zhou family, and she actually came to participate in the Qingming Secret Realm.



Two days later.

A golden giant boat flew over, it was the monk from Jinyun Valley.

The leader, the pill-forming monk, is a middle-aged man with a plump figure and a rosy face.

There are thirty foundation-building monks on the golden giant boat.

Zhao Siyao and Zhang Tieshan were among them.

That evening.

A giant gray-black tree dozens of feet long flew through the air with huge spiritual pressure.

There are more than thirty monks standing on the giant tree and its branches.

The leader, the pill-forming monk, is a young man with red lips, white teeth, and a cool temperament.

"Qingzhumen! Master Lingyu."

Around the blue-black stone wall, the cultivators showed awe.

This real person, Ling Yu, looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his actual age is at least three hundred years old.

Lu Changan was not surprised by this. In his previous life, he had seen the True Lord Nascent Soul who looked like a six or seven-year-old boy.

"Black water sandalwood, close to the fourth level!"

Seeing the huge tree under the feet of Master Ling Yu, Lu Changan felt hot.

However, this wood was refined into a semi-finished flying magic weapon, and the wood bark does not exist, so it is not suitable as a raw material for the magic weapon.

"Huh? Chen Fuhai is here too?"

Among the crowd at Qingzhumen, Lu Changan saw a familiar and fat middle-aged man.

He frowned slightly, feeling wary.

Qingming Secret Realm only restricts cultivation level and has no explicit regulations on age.

Foundation-building monks from all major sects can only visit the Qingming Secret Realm once in their lifetime.

It is not suitable for young monks or old monks.

The former has insufficient cultivation and accumulation. The latter is old, his strength has declined, and he is basically unable to go any further if he gets the opportunity.

Therefore, most of the entrants are young monks who are in the middle and late stages of foundation building. They mainly strive for the opportunity to break ranks and form elixirs in the later stages of foundation building.

Seeing that there are only ten days left until the secret realm is opened.

The Nascent Soul-level force "Lihuo Palace" arrived belatedly.

The flying magic weapon of this sect is a huge cloud handkerchief, which carries more than sixty monks.

The leader, Master Jiedan, is an old Taoist with white eyebrows and a celestial spirit.

"Master Yu Xiao."

Several other major sects, as well as other real people present, came forward to pay tribute.

Among the monks in the Lihuo Palace, Lu Changan didn’t have many acquaintances.

The only person he could recognize was the short-haired young man in a black smock who almost caused trouble when he was competing for Jinnan Lingzhu.

Lu Changan only knew that this person's surname was Wu and that he was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

The last sect to arrive was "Xuanyin Pavilion".

This sect is located in the southern part of Liang State, farthest from the place where the secret realm is opened.

An antique five-story pavilion, covering an area of ​​less than half an acre, descended from the sky.

A group of graceful female cultivators came out of the pavilion. They were charming and singing, attracting the attention of male cultivators from all over.

Xuanyin Pavilion is a sect of righteous female cultivators. The leader is Jiedan Zhenren. She is a palace-dressed woman with beautiful face and beautiful eyebrows. Her lips are like cinnabar, and her temperament is unparalleled.

The palace-dressed woman's nickname was "Niyue", and she was called "Niyue Zhenren" or "Niyue Fairy" by the real people present.

"Zhenren Niyue, the most beautiful woman in the world of immortal cultivation in Liang Kingdom."

The male cultivators nearby looked at him with amazement, but they didn't dare to keep staring.



At this point, most of the well-known representatives of the Liang Kingdom’s Immortal Cultivation Circle have arrived.

Lu Changan discovered that each of the seven great immortal cultivating families only got one or two places.

Huanglong Immortal City, the largest non-commercial Immortal City in Liang Kingdom, only has five places.

Except for the sect, other forces will have to pay extra for the quotas they get.

It will take some time before the secret realm opens.

Some of the monks from various forces were sitting quietly, while others were going to keep in touch with old friends or to find out more information.

Half a day later.

From the camp of Jinyun Valley, two foundation-building monks, a man and a woman, flew out.

It is Zhang Tieshan and Zhao Siyao.

"Friend Lu Dao."

The two sects built the foundation and came to find Lu Changan.

"Zhang Daoyou, Zhao Daoyou."

Lu Changan stood up and said.

"After Lu Daoyou established the foundation, his cultivation has been steady and progressive. It can be said that he has accumulated a lot of experience."

Zhang Tieshan looked at Lu Changan and found that the latter's cultivation had reached the third level of foundation building.

This cultivation progress is relatively slow during the foundation building period.

Most foundation-building monks start with middle-grade spiritual roots, and a large proportion of them have high-grade spiritual roots.

"It's far worse than the two fellow Taoists."

Lu Changan said modestly.

His Evergreen Skill, during the Qi refining stage, can be practiced at a speed similar to that of ordinary low-grade spiritual roots.

After the foundation building period, the cultivation progress is similar to that of middle-grade spiritual roots.

It is Zhang Tieshan whose progress in cultivation is surprising.

This person has low-grade spiritual roots and was originally a few years later than Zhao Siyao in establishing his foundation.

Now, his cultivation level has completely caught up with Zhao Siyao's.

The three of them had known each other for more than seventy years and sat together and chatted for two hours.

Zhao Siyao and Lu Changan had discussed the matter of "Qingming Secret Realm" as early as two years ago.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you need a second-order high-grade talisman?"

Lu Changan set up a soundproof barrier so that only three people could hear it.

"Second-level high-quality talisman? Of course you need it! This is a scarce item for all monks who enter the Qingming Secret Realm. The more, the better."

Zhang Tieshan's eyes flashed and he looked at Lu Changan.

After killing the evil-faced flying eagle, Zhang Tieshan realized that Lu Changan was not a good old man who was harmless to humans and animals.

His strength is outstanding at the same level, and his physical training and talisman skills are also better than imagined.

"I can sell it at half price..."

Lu Changan handed over a jade tube, which was the same as Zhao Siyao's plan.

However, some of the resources that exceeded the standard were not included in the jade tube given to Zhang Tieshan.

"No problem, it just so happens that Zhang doesn't have many spiritual stones."

Zhang Tieshan hesitated for a moment and agreed to cooperate.

Lu Changan sold him four second-level high-quality talismans at half price.

As for the puppets, they were not sold.

Although Zhang Tieshan's character is not bad, his friendship and trust are far behind Zhao Siyao's.

Before leaving.

Lu Changan sent a message: "Two fellow Taoists, after entering the Qingming Secret Realm, beware of Chen Fuhai from the Qingzhu Sect."

"Chen Fuhai?"

Zhang Tieshan and Zhao Siyao were slightly confused.

Lu Changan started a small stove alone and sent a message to Zhao Siyao:

"Chen Fuhai may have a problem. When you encounter this person when you enter the secret realm, be sure to keep your distance."

"Um."

Zhao Siyao nodded and looked at him with her beautiful and clear eyes, without asking why.

Zhang Tieshan did not get a separate message and looked thoughtful.

He had met Chen Fuhai once, but was not very familiar with him.

The two returned to the queue in Jinyun Valley.

"Senior Sister Yu, when you enter the Qingming Secret Realm, you should pay attention to Chen Fuhai. This person's strength is not simple."

Zhang Tieshan communicated with a trusted female cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

In the secret realm, in addition to the dangers in the local area, there are more killing disasters coming from foundation-building monks from other forces.

Monks who have a good relationship with the same sect often share information with each other.

For example, if any monk is strong, don't provoke him and avoid his sharp edge.

"Junior Brother Qian, we have received the latest information: Chen Fuhai of Qingzhu Sect, his strength exceeds the ordinary late stage of foundation building."

"Chen Fuhai, this person is hiding his secrets, and he may be the first powerful person to enter the secret realm this time."

"When you meet Chen Fuhai, don't take it lightly."

In just half a day, nearly half of the foundation-building monks in the small circle of Jinyun Valley learned the information that "Chen Fuhai is very powerful".

The only information Zhao Siyao obtained was that Chen Fuhai had a problem and it was best to stay as far away as possible.



In addition to cooperating with Zhao Siyao and Zhang Tieshan, Lu Changan.

I found another opportunity to chat with Zhou Qingxuan.

Zhou Qingxuan has always maintained her girlish appearance, with delicate features and eyes as bright as paint.

This time, he did not offer half-price talisman cooperation, but only said that he was willing to purchase certain resources at a high price.

He doesn't have that much trust in the Zhou family and Zhou Qingxuan.

Zhou Qingxuan was unstable and unreliable, so she sold him a problematic pill.

"Our Zhou family also needs these resources you mentioned."

Zhou Qingxuan is not interested in cooperation.

Her eyes were bright and she said with a smile: "If you are willing to sell the secret of beast control, or help my Zhou family save sick and rare monsters, this matter can still be considered."

"Lu's skills are shallow, but he doesn't have such abilities." Lu Changan shook his head.

He didn't chat much with Zhou Qingxuan.

In the distance, the fake pill ancestor of the Zhou family came over with his spiritual consciousness and paid a little attention to Lu Changan.

Just because Lu Changan and Zhou Qingxuan chatted a little more.



A few more days passed.

Master Jiedan from the five major sects including Lihuo Palace each presented a blue gold-gilded token.

The powerful magic power of five true elixir levels is poured into the token.

Five pillars of light were generated in the void, dozens of feet long, and powerful, impacting the dark blue stone wall a hundred feet high.

Buzz!

The bright outlines on the dark bluestone wall form a pentagonal array.

Immediately afterwards, the huge dark blue stone wall shook, and a huge gray vortex formed above it, with a mysterious passage several feet wide and high appearing inside.

At the other end of the passage, there was a faint aura of heaven and earth from the ancient era, which seemed incompatible with the space of the Liang Kingdom's immortal world, causing an unstable tremor.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The major foundation-building monks who had obtained quotas at the scene, holding cyan jade tokens in their hands, were shrouded in a layer of dark cyan halo and entered the secret realm one after another.



"The Qingming Secret Realm lasts for one month."

Lu Changan sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to relax.

Next, all he can do is wait, hoping that Zhang Tieshan and Zhao Siyao can bring something back.

Only two or three days passed.

The faces of Master Jiedan from several major sects including Lihuo Palace looked solemn.

In the Qingming Secret Realm, there is a 40% chance of death.

When they came out, they took out the participants' soul cards to confirm the death situation inside and analyze the general situation.

If they encounter a particularly extreme situation and there is widespread death, they can forcibly terminate the secret realm.

Click! Click!

Every time a period of time passes, one of the soul cards in the storage bag of the immortal pill-forming person will occasionally break.

"Master Yu Xiao, this time the secret realm is opened, the death rate seems to be a bit faster than the previous two times."

The Daoist Jiedan from several major forces looked at the white-browed old Taoist priest from Lihuo Palace.

Not far away, Zhenren Huanglong had a sullen face and said nothing.

Only a few days later, he had lost one of the five places in Huanglong Immortal City.

"Don't worry, everyone, the death speed is within the normal range, just slightly faster than the previous two times."

Master Yuxiao stroked his beard and smiled.

Click!

His eyelids twitched, and a soul tablet broke in the storage bag.


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