Chapter 181: A Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission
With the arrival of Yuan Shaoyang and others, the surrounding area became lively again. Most people here knew the young master of Fentian Valley. Many cultivators took the initiative to come forward to greet him, and it seemed that he had suddenly found the backbone. As for Jin Lingping, they knew him.
There were not many people, but since the latter was able to walk side by side with Yuan Shaoyang, they knew that this person was of high status, so they all became polite.
But at this moment, Yuan Shaoyang and others did not care. As soon as they arrived here, they ordered the Fentian Valley disciples beside them to be on guard. They sat cross-legged. At the same time, they flipped their palms and Mingyu was sacrificed. Countless illusory fire crows escaped from it.
An invisible flame barrier was formed, wrapping itself tightly. When everyone looked from the outside in, they could only see the distorted void, as if being burned by flames, and could only vaguely see the looming figure of Yuan Shaoyang in the flames.
When Jin Lingping and the others saw this, they all sat cross-legged and vomited, as if they had just consumed a lot of spiritual energy.
While a few people were sitting cross-legged and breathing to restore their spiritual power, the number of people here increased by more than ten, and now there are nearly fifty people.
Kong Laosan didn't know much about the situation here. Seeing that no one seemed to have any intention to take action, he naturally didn't do anything. He just followed the others' example and sat up cross-legged, secretly observing the cultivators here.
What surprised Kong Laosan was that the time for Yuan Shaoyang and others to meditate and recover seemed to be a bit long this time. It took nearly two days to wake up from trance. As the invisible flames were absorbed into the Mingyu,
Yuan Shaoyang stood up slowly, glanced around, frowned slightly, and said nothing more, turning his head to look in the direction of Jin Lingping.
Jin Lingping seemed to have recovered a long time ago and was standing in the center of the square observing something. Sensing Yuan Shaoyang's gaze, he understood something. The two of them discussed in low voices for a while while avoiding the crowd. After just a cup of tea, they seemed to have reached an agreement.
When Yuan Shaoyang turned around, he glanced at the center of the square, and finally looked at the cultivators sitting cross-legged around the center, and slowly said, "It will only take three months for the spiritual land to be opened.
I also know in my heart that nearly a month has passed now, so why not open the entrance to Danling Pavilion earlier, and what you can get after that depends on your ability, what do you think?"
As soon as Yuan Shaoyang said these words, everyone started whispering to each other. Even Shen Qian, who was next to Kong Laosan, was stunned for a moment, and then started to murmur in a low voice.
"Although the various forces have not made it clear over the years to open the passage to Danling Pavilion, it is generally limited to one month. Now there are still nearly five days. Besides, this number of people..."
Before Shen Qian finished muttering, a cultivator with a square face and big ears stood up and said, "I, Wang, have no objection to opening it anytime, but there are not enough people here. It will take at least eighty to open the Danling Pavilion passage."
Only a fellow Taoist can do it, now..."
The big-eared cultivator said, looked around, and shook his head, obviously not agreeing with what Yuan Shaoyang said.
Hearing what the big-eared cultivator said, many cultivators in the early stage of foundation building immediately started clamoring to open the passage to the Danling Pavilion. To put it bluntly, they were to kill the two spirit puppets who were comparable to those in the early stage of the Golden Dan. During the fight,
Naturally, it is inevitable that a large number of cultivators will die here, and those cultivators with the lowest cultivation level in the early stages of foundation building naturally want to wait for more people to act together. In this way, the probability of their own demise will be smaller.
It’s just that Kong Laosan has always had a doubt in his mind. Since someone broke through the passage of Danling Pavilion, the spirit puppet should have been killed long ago. Could it be that this spirit puppet would heal its own wounds like a cultivator?
This thought flashed through Kong Laosan's mind. At this moment, it was not the time to think about this.
Seeing someone objecting, Yuan Shaoyang's face darkened, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, "The eighty foundation-building cultivators are just a rough statement. Most of us here are mid-stage foundation-building cultivators, and there are only two spirit puppets."
Forget it, it can be destroyed with a backhand. If you open the passage to Danling Pavilion as soon as possible, you will gain much more. Okay, this is all I have to say. If you want to follow me to open the passage, just come with me.
If you don’t want to follow me, get out!”
After saying that, he walked towards the center of the square. When everyone saw this, they all whispered to each other, but no one dared to say anything to refute. After all, Yuan Shaoyang's identity was there. The young master of Fentian Valley had already been promoted to
In the middle stage of foundation building, and with the spiritual weapon on his body, even in the late stage of foundation building, he may still have the strength to fight, and Jin Lingping, a late stage foundation building man, is always following him behind him.
"Okay, since the young master said so, I, Wang Xie, will follow the young master to open the passage."
The big-eared cultivator who had just spoken shouted at the top of his lungs, and then followed Yuan Shaoyang towards the center of the square. This action of the man seemed to have caused a chain reaction. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they all gathered together.
In the center of the square, even Kong Laosan and others were no exception.
Seeing everyone like this, Yuan Shaoyang pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth. Without hesitation, he made a seal with his hands and Mingyu summoned him again. The invisible fire crows scattered out and headed towards the center of the square, about three feet in radius.
Blast away violently.
This action seemed to light a fuse, and everyone summoned their spiritual soldiers one after another, bombing wildly in a radius of three feet. Although Kong Laosan didn't understand everyone's actions, he followed them, and naturally he would not reveal any flaws.
With the continuous bombardment by everyone, the originally flat square like a piece of white jade began to shake slowly and violently. At the same time, heat waves spewed out from deep underground.
In just one cup of tea, the area where everyone bombarded was shattered inch by inch, and a circle of three-foot-sized potholes appeared. What was surprising was that the potholes in front of them were extremely smooth, and the surrounding areas seemed to have been polished.
There was no edge or protrusion. Just as everyone blasted out the pit, hot magma spewed out from the ground and quickly filled the entire pit. However, at this moment, everyone's eyes did not fall on the magma in front of them.
I was looking at the stone wall on the left side of the square. Just when the magma filled the hole in the center of the square, the stone wall shimmered like fish scales. It only lasted for a moment and fell off directly. An empty portal fell on it.
In front of everyone.
"Let's go!"
Seeing everyone's anxious and fearful expressions, Yuan Shaoyang snorted coldly, with a touch of disdain on his face, and took the lead in turning into a stream of light. If someone took the lead, the people behind him would naturally not be polite, and drove the light into it one after another...
Just as everyone filed into the Danling Pavilion, something unusual happened outside the spiritual land.
It usually takes three months for the spiritual world to open. During this period, most of these elders from various sects will not leave, but will wait here until three months later. Of course, except for the elders of the five major sects,
In addition, some other small sects or cultivating families also have people stationed here, so it doesn't seem deserted.
Outside Qingniu Valley, the elders of various sects who were waiting seemed to be discussing something. Regardless of the relationship between the various sects, at the moment, from the outside, they seemed to be in harmony.
"It's been a month, right? I wonder how those disciples are doing now?"
The elder of the Miaodan Sect sighed softly, with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Wuding, don't worry. It's okay to let those little guys suffer a little. Things are no better than before. The entire abandoned land seems to be showing some signs of instability in recent years..."
Master Lingque of the Beast Control Sect sighed slowly, with a hint of loneliness in his voice.
But just as the old Taoist Lingque finished his words, he seemed to have noticed something. His eyes flashed and he looked into the void behind him. The old Taoist's move immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all turned their heads to look.
In just two breaths, a stream of light with a fiery red flame tail appeared in front of everyone. Seeing this stream of light, the expressions of the elders of the five major sects changed at the same time. With a move of his hand, the old Taoist Lingque took the stream of light directly into his hand.
, a fiery red jade talisman slowly appeared.
"Thousand-mile transmission talisman? Is there anything big that can't happen?"
Seeing this jade talisman, Old Monster Jin of Guiming Sect shrank his pupils and showed a very solemn look on his face. The rest of the people obviously recognized what they were seeing, and the atmosphere around them suddenly became solemn.
The old Taoist spirit of Lingque was surging, and he slowly explored the information in the jade talisman. After just a cup of tea, the old Taoist's face turned a little pale, and his old face was very ugly.
Seeing the old Taoist's appearance, everyone around him started to wonder. With the old Taoist Lingque's strength in the late stage of pill formation, he looked like this. What big thing could happen?
Old Taoist Lingque waved his hand and handed the jade slip to the elder of the Miaodan Sect next to him. He didn't say anything, but looked into the distance.
When everyone learned the contents of the jade slip, everyone looked extremely ugly, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
"Oh, I didn't expect that I was right and the seal was broken. The demonic disaster in the imperial capital is just the beginning. Let's go. If we can survive by chance, it won't be too late to meet again in the future!"
Old Taoist Lingque said, with a hint of determination in his eyes.
"Then these disciples..."
Hearing this, Fairy Wuding of Miaodan Sect frowned and looked at the spiritual land behind her, looking hesitant.
"How can we care about the spiritual land now? If this catastrophe cannot be passed safely, what is the use of these disciples even if they all come out safely?!"
The ancestor of Fentian Valley's Pill Formation snorted angrily, turned into a stream of light and galloped away without saying a word. Seeing this, the rest of the people also returned to the sect without saying a word...