From the mini fairy palace in Su Ming's palm, a "heartbeat" like a beating drum could be heard.
Every time the Hall of Immortals beats, a large amount of the Immortal Energy of Creation will flow out of the hall. In the end, the entire interior of the Hall of Immortals is filled with the vast white air of Immortal Creation, making it look like a fairyland.
Su Ming gently drove it, and suddenly a heavy feeling came from the Immortal Palace.
"Failed."
Disappointment flashed across Su Ming's face.
Although the creation of a divine path species failed, the Hall of Immortals clearly broke through the original boundaries and reached a new level.
It's like the Five Elements Trap Dragon Formation breaking through from the first level to the second level.
The only thing that aroused Su Ming's vigilance was the heaviness coming from the Hall of Immortals.
After all, the Hall of Immortals is still a magical weapon.
As long as it is a magic weapon, there are different grades. Su Ming guessed that the Hall of Immortals at this time has obviously been promoted to the level of the second-level magic weapon.
Otherwise, Su Ming would not have such a strong sense of heaviness when driving it.
"I can't continue to strengthen it, otherwise even if the divine way seed is bred, with my current cultivation level, it is very likely that I will not be able to use it."
Su Ming secretly warned himself.
However, the Hall of Immortals that had been promoted to the second level was not useless. Su Ming could clearly feel that the Hall of Immortals had reached a new level of control over the paper puppets.
Seeing this scene, Su Ming ignored the fact that he had already sacrificed two paper puppets today and continued to refine the third paper puppet.
Half an hour later.
A paper puppet that had been sacrificed and strengthened to the limit appeared in front of Su Ming.
This paper puppet holds a shield in its left hand and a knife in its right hand. It looks majestic, but the expression on its face is a bit unflattering.
"Get in!"
Su Ming drank lightly.
The paper puppet jumped up, quickly shrank, and jumped into the mini fairy palace in Su Ming's hand.
"It's done!"
Su Ming's face lit up with joy.
"Strengthening points: 457."
Su Ming glanced at the strengthening point information in his mind, "It cost a full 100 strengthening points to strengthen the Hall of Immortals. Adding this paper puppet, the total is 110 points. The remaining strengthening points can be used for refining."
45 paper puppets.”
"wrong!"
Su Ming seemed to remember something, took out a white lotus flower from his storage bag, and said with a smile, "How could I forget you."
…
It is about 700 miles southwest of Qingshuifang City.
A small town stands here.
Compared with usual, Zhangjiabao's security was obviously much tighter.
Although the Zhang family is a foundation-building family and is relatively well-known in Shangyang County, at this time of demonic disaster and chaos, even the Zhang family has to be cautious.
The Zhang family is not afraid that casual cultivators would dare to come and fish in troubled waters on their territory. They are afraid of the Zhao family and the Qian family, who are both foundation-building families, as well as Master Mo Yun, who is most feared by the Zhang family!
Thinking of Master Mo Yun, Zhang Daoquan, the head of the Zhang family, felt depressed and resentful.
Originally, there were only three foundation-building families in Shangyang County: Zhang, Zhao, and Qian. These three families were also the veritable local emperors of Shangyang County.
Until forty years ago, Master Mo Yun came to Shangyang County, killed a young dragon entrenched in Chiyun Peak, and opened up Qingshui Fang City.
At this point, the three foundation-building families were just one step behind Shangyang County.
However, thanks to the reputation of Master Mo Yun as a Golden elixir monk, monks from neighboring counties and even Wu'an Prefecture often came to Qingshuifang City to do business, which greatly promoted the prosperity of Shangyang County's trade.
"boom!"
Zhang Daoquan was just thinking about something when a roar sounded outside the mansion.
"Hee hee hee!"
"Is this how your Zhang family treats guests?"
The vermilion door of Zhang Daoquan's mansion was blown to pieces by a powerful force.
Immediately afterwards, two figures floated over and entered Zhang Daoquan's mansion. Outside the mansion, the monks from the Zhang family who came to stop him fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Zhang Daoquan stepped out of the hall in a flash.
But the scene outside the palace made him feel nervous.
I saw two uninvited guests standing in the courtyard and three people lying on the ground.
These two uninvited guests were tall and thin, wearing black clothes with a sculpted waist and a tall black felt hat on their heads. Their faces were as pale as if they were from hell.
The image of the other person is even more exaggerated. This person is extremely burly, with a height of more than two meters. He has a big bald head, half of his body is naked, and his body is covered with black and blue tattoos. The other half of his body is wrapped in a jacket.
cassock.
However, Zhang Daoquan's eyes were attracted by the skull beads around this man's neck.
"Ghost Mother Bodhisattva, Patriarch Zhang is looking at you."
The sinister demon cultivator, who was dressed as black and impermanent, said softly.
A man with an artificial voice that makes people sick to hear him.
Hearing this, the bald man known as the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva grinned at Zhang Daoquan. His mouth opened in an exaggerated arc, almost reaching the base of his ears, revealing a mouthful of fangs.
"Ghost Mother Bodhisattva, Taoist Yinquan!"
Zhang Daoquan's mind was extremely tense, and the magic weapon in his storage bag was ready for use.
He glanced at the servant cultivator of the Zhang family who was lying on the ground, and said with an unkind expression: "What do you two mean by this? Do you think that the Zhang family is one of those helpless cultivators outside?"
"Oh, he is so fierce!"
Yinquan Taoist Jiao Didi said.
When the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva heard this, she had no intention of paying any attention to him. She stood motionless like an iron tower.
"It's boring."
Seeing that the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva ignored him, Taoist Yinquan curled his lips and turned to look at Zhang Daoquan, "Principal Zhang, a wicked man, is capable of complaining first. Pindao has seen it."
He paused, stretched out his orchid finger, and pointed at the three people lying on the ground, "These guys pretended to be disciples of my Holy Blood Cult, and went around killing people and selling goods in Shangyang County. I caught them, and Patriarch Zhang didn't know what to do.
What’s the explanation?”
Explanation? He gave a shitty explanation!
Demonic disasters are raging, and the Zhang family is not the only family taking advantage of troubled waters.
Of course, he would never say this openly. Zhang Daoquan was sure that if he said this, the two of them would fall out in the next moment.
Thinking of the rumored strength of these two people, Zhang Daoquan decided to swallow his breath for the time being.
"Two fellow Taoists, my Zhang family has no knowledge of this matter. It was all done privately by these three people."
"I'm just telling you, how could Patriarch Zhang be so mean? Even if Patriarch Zhang wanted to rob, he wouldn't rob those poor casual cultivators."
The Ghost Mother Bodhisattva nodded, and the next moment, he took off the beads from his neck and threw them away, and the skull flew out automatically, swallowing up all the essence and blood of the three people.
After sucking the essence and blood of the three people, the Buddha bead flashed red and flew back to the neck of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva.
As for the three people on the ground, they all turned into mummies and turned into ashes when the wind blew.
From beginning to end, the three of them didn't even have a chance to speak.
Zhang Daoquan was furious and said with a livid face: "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, you two Taoists might as well invite me!"
"Don't be anxious yet,"
Taoist Yinquan lightly covered his mouth and said with a smile, "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we would like to discuss a cooperation with Patriarch Zhang. I wonder if Patriarch Zhang is interested?"