The blessed land in front of us is a vast expanse of flat river. The ground is as flat as if measured by a ruler. It is not stained with any greenery and is as desolate as a desert.
Liu Qinghuan frowned and stepped forward, with Yun Zheng following behind, watching him squat down and look at the soil from time to time, or fly to a high altitude to overlook the earth.
Cave Heaven Blessed Land has a large area of 3,000 miles, and smaller ones have a circumference of dozens of miles. This small blessed land covers an area of about 300 miles, which is pretty good.
After turning around in a circle, Liu Qinghuan patted the dirt on his hands and said, "This place has been taken away entirely."
Yun Zheng's expression changed slightly: "Are you saying that the things in this little blessed land were taken away by people using great magic?"
"Yes, mountains, rivers, trees, flowers and plants can be moved away with one move, leaving nothing behind."
Yun Zheng's face darkened: "And this method can only be used by those who are above the level of God Transformation, and it is very likely that it will not be my Yun Mengze's God Transformation."
Liu Qinghuan nodded calmly: "Let's go, nothing can be seen here. You should notify the Immortal Cultivation Alliance first and ask them to send people to check. As for the follow-up..."
The two of them talked in low voices as they walked out. When they returned to Ziwei Sword Pavilion, Liu Qinghuan first went to see Sword Master Lingyun, then sent out several communication talismans, and temporarily stayed at Yunzheng's peak.
Within a few days, the disciples of Ziwei Sword Pavilion suddenly discovered that many big figures had come to their sect, and each of them was a major cultivator of divine transformation who needed to look up to. The only Nascent Soul cultivator was Zhao Guodong, the current leader of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.
These people came in a hurry. They didn't even drink any water before they took a trip to the molten land in the south. After they came back, their faces didn't look good.
A stormy atmosphere enveloped Ziwei Sword Pavilion, and the disciples in the sect couldn't help but feel trembling, and the uneasiness quietly spread.
Afterwards, the big shots closed the door and didn't know what they discussed. No one came out of the palace for three days in a row. Because of the isolation of the magic circle, even if there was a huge commotion inside, nothing could be heard outside.
A few days later, the Immortal Cultivation Alliance suddenly began to take action. It posted extremely eye-catching notices in places where monks frequently came and went, telling the world about the annihilation of the Zhuyin clan. It vaguely mentioned that it might be related to Wanhu Realm, and reminded the world.
All sects and aristocratic families take precautions and ask everyone to be vigilant. If any abnormality is discovered, they must notify the Immortal Cultivation Alliance as soon as possible.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the world of immortality that had just calmed down once again stirred up an uproar. There was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys, and many people were trying to find out what was going on.
As a result, the thresholds of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance's residences in various places were almost trampled to pieces, and hundreds of abnormal reports were received every day. After investigation, most of them were personal grudges, old grudges, or trivial matters.
However, there are a few things that are quite intriguing.
For example, the Lieyang Family was stolen a few days ago. A spiritual stone lion that had stood in front of the courtyard gate for many years suddenly ran away and never appeared again.
A well-behaved and well-known Yuanying scholar from Tianshu Academy was found dead on the bed. His essence was sucked out before his death, leaving only a handful of bones in his body.
Several other sects and aristocratic families with cave-heaven blessings have discovered traces of someone sneaking into them, and the important secret books and treasure troves in the sects have also shown signs of being tampered with.
The outside world was full of ups and downs and chaos. Liu Qinghuan made a very secretive trip to the Eastern Wasteland, and then he returned to Wen Shi Sect and started refining his external incarnation.
Ying Niang was very efficient in her work, and it didn't take long to collect all the spiritual materials he needed.
"Thousand-year-old flesh-blood mushroom is a rare thing that is somewhere between living things and elixirs. In your name, I searched all over Yunmengze, including the big trading houses in Saofeng Continent, but I couldn't find it yet. I haven't found it yet.
There is a Void Spiritual Crystal, which is much rarer than the Millennium Flesh and Blood Zhizhi, and there are no clues."
Liu Qinghuan had expected it, so he took the storage bag, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. I will ask Kongwu if there is any Void Spiritual Crystal. As for the Millennium Flesh-blood Zhizhi, I have already found it."
Ying Niang was surprised: "Where did you find it?"
Liu Qinghuan took out a round urn, and as soon as he opened the sealing talisman, a strange fragrance came out from it, attracting Xiao Hei and Chu Yi to gather around.
I saw a shallow urn filled with milky white spiritual water, and a piece of blood-red flesh soaked in it, but slowly squirming.
"A few days ago, I met some fellow Taoists of the same level. After discussing the matter, I asked around, and then exchanged an earth-level elixir for someone else's. Although the age is a bit low, I can use the energy of green wood to nourish me for a few days.
enough."
Ying Niang said in surprise: "That's right, only you god-transformation monks can hold such a strange thing."
Liu Qinghuan re-sealed the round urn and ordered: "I am going to start refining the incarnation immediately. Mother Ying, please help me take care of the outside matters. Unless there is something big, don't disturb me."
"I know." Lady Ying replied hesitantly: "What about the Immortal Cultivation Alliance? I heard that they are looking for people from the Wanhu Realm and are making a big fuss."
Liu Qinghuan stood up and went to the weapon refining room, waving his hand casually.
"The biggest role of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance is to make other sects and aristocratic families be more vigilant, and at the same time, it also allows some people to recognize the facts. I don't expect them to really catch the person, and it is impossible for them to catch him and be sent to Yunmengze.
He is, at least, a god-transformation monk of the same level as me."
Ying Niang followed him and said worriedly: "What should we do? Are we just going to let those people roam around in our place?"
"Of course not!" Liu Qinghuan paused, looked back, a coldness flashed in his eyes: "The time is coming, don't rush."
After saying that, he entered the refining room and opened the magic circle to isolate the outside world.
It wasn't until there was no one around that he showed a trace of fatigue, rubbed his forehead, and murmured: "The bait has been set, let's see if any fish bite the hook..."
I went through the events of these days in my mind and calculated the time. It was at least half a year before the launch. At present, refining the Dharma Body was the most important thing.
Liu Qinghuan took out the "Infant Separation and Incarnation Technique" and studied the casting method above. He felt that it was thorough. With a wave of his hand, various spiritual materials were scattered around in an orderly manner.
He opened a jade box and gently picked it up. The glittering powder inside was pulled to form thin lines. As his magic formula changed, a hexagonal magic circle pattern slowly appeared in the air.
Liu Qinghuan concentrated on constructing it with one hand, while green flames emerged from the palm of the other hand, removing the impurities and remaining essence from the spiritual materials he had summoned, refining them into liquids or crushing them into granules, and adding them to the powders flying like silk threads.
A thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. As various spiritual materials were added, the magic circle in mid-air took more and more shape. After a soft drink, it hit the ground with a bang!
A circle of fluctuations mixed with starlight suddenly dispersed. It seemed to be just a weak wave of water, but it made a roaring sound of thunder, making the entire weapon refining room rumble, and then rolled back after hitting the magic circle on the wall.
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Liu Qinghuan fanned out his sleeve, and the wind roared out. The roar was suppressed, and the fluctuations gradually subsided.
After finally sealing the cast formation, Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, sat down to recover his mana, and adjusted his condition before taking out the complete skeleton and placing it upright in the formation.
Several pieces of blood-red crystals were placed throughout the magic circle, and with a "buzz" sound, a circle of light curtains rose up from the magic circle, and soft feathers of light rose up and landed gently on the skeleton.
The bones seemed to be being squeezed, making an overwhelming clicking sound, and imprints gradually appeared on the ruby-like bones, emitting a faint light.