At this site of ancient cultivation ruins, the seventy-three Nascent Soul Stage monks received benefits from the surge of spiritual energy comparable to a month of normal meditation.
So they were already shocked.
These monks still don't know that the land of the sea is more terrifying than this place.
They were already very satisfied with the harvest in front of them.
After all, when their cultivation level has reached their level, ordinary meditation and hard training can no longer increase their cultivation level by even half a point.
But the benefits gained this time allowed them to truly feel the progress of their cultivation and the enhancement of their Qi and blood.
Butian Daozong moved very quickly.
Three days after the seventy-three Nascent Soul stage monks sent out the transmission notes, another group of monks arrived.
Forty-nine.
But their cultivation levels are all in the Nascent Soul Stage of Great Perfection!
Even the monk with silver-haired floor-sweeping hair now has the aura of perfection in the Nascent Soul stage.
There are no monks of this level sitting on the Holy Island anymore.
While using the teleportation circle within Anyang City, Li Qingtong suddenly raised his head in the backyard of Qingshan Pavilion.
He sensed the boundless terror of this group of monks through the spiritual cauldron.
One of the silver-haired old men, in particular, was so terrifying that Li Qingtong quickly withdrew his attention from him just by looking at him.
The old man frowned slightly.
The power of his soul was like a pervasive majestic wind, gently blowing through the entire Anyang City.
No matter how wonderful the formation restrictions are, they can't stop his magical powers and secrets.
In the backyard of Qingshan Pavilion, Li Qingtong was concentrating on refining the elixir, just like any other elite member of the Li family.
Fortunately, that feeling goes away as quickly as it comes.
This old man and those old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage who had been in seclusion for many years in the Butian Dao Sect rushed straight to the place where the ancient cultivation ruins were located.
Around that crack in the void, sixty-three Nascent Soul stage monks sat in a circle.
Although the spiritual energy tide has passed, the cracks in the void still spit out streams of spiritual energy from time to time.
These spiritual energies are not worth mentioning compared to the great spiritual energy tide, but they are most suitable for monks in the Nascent Soul stage to absorb and refine.
As for the aura that shocked the Yuanying Stage monks never appeared, these high-level monks were not in a hurry.
When they have reached their level of cultivation, they have a Taoist heart that can withstand temperament.
At this moment, forty-nine monks arrived.
What surprised these monks who arrived earlier was that among the new batch of strong men... at least one-third were strangers they didn't recognize!
"It really is the breath of a vast world! After thousands of years of waiting, I have finally arrived today! Hahaha..." At this moment, the silver-haired old man could not contain his inner ecstasy.
After all, the wait has been too long.
He himself believed that there was no hope of continuing to climb the path to immortality in this life...
The situation between heaven and earth suddenly changes!
There is a terrifying aura of heavenly calamity brewing that makes the Yuanying stage monks despair.
A terrifying Eye of Heavenly Tribulation with a radius of thousands of miles is about to take shape.
Li Qingtong was so excited that he was trembling in Anyang City.
This kind of catastrophe is the real catastrophe!
It is the supreme help that Lingding has longed for!
After a small incident in Anyang City, Li Qingtong no longer dared to directly use the power of the spiritual tripod to join the formation to watch the secrets surrounding the silver-haired old man.
This doesn't bother him either.
The spirit cauldron communicates with the Dao patterns of the magical array and continuously transmits back the images of the three breaths before.
There is a lag in the picture, but the effect is okay.
Unless the old man controls the power of the law of time that can only be possessed by the legendary supreme power, he will not be able to detect the spying of such methods.
The old man quickly collected his breath, but the power of the calamity refused to give up.
The next moment, a broken old bronze bell appeared above the old man's head.
Countless swimming tadpole-like lines spread out from the bronze bell, covering the old man's body.
The majestic Eye of Heavenly Tribulation has lost the aura of the person who deserves the calamity.
But this Eye of Heavenly Tribulation did not dissipate immediately, it continued to touch the surroundings over and over again in the sky.
In the place where the ancient cultivation remains, no monk dares to make any move.
The aura of the Eye of Tribulation makes every Yuanying stage monk feel that...it only takes one blow to completely destroy him.
That is simply not the supreme power of heaven that a Nascent Soul stage monk can withstand!
Seven days and seven nights passed, and the Eye of Heavenly Tribulation found nothing.
It will eventually dissipate slowly.
Li Qingtong felt all this in Anyang City.
He felt very melancholy.
Li Qingtong is unwilling to let this great opportunity slip away from his eyes like this!
But I want to do something but I am afraid that the inhuman existence will catch any clues.
"It's really embarrassing! That's all... Even if I try hard to make life difficult for myself, I can't let such an opportunity slip away in vain!" Li Qingtong's heart skipped a beat, and he directly activated the spiritual cauldron to conduct a full inspection of the magical array and array disk.
Direction, the nourishment of all strength!
The spiritual energy tide reappears.
And it's much scarier than the one that happens once every half month.
Li Qingtong himself is already in the inner space of Lingding.
The Lingding Cauldron erected its body in a hidden corner of the backyard of Qingshan Pavilion. The entire Meteor Star Sea area was restless, and the entire Jueling Sea area was rioting.
Li Qingtong's body seemed to be being fried, roasted, frozen, smashed into a ball of paste...
It's really too painful.
Li Qingtong can only use the ascetic method of Buddhism.
I am in pain and I am happy!
The more painful I am, the happier I am!
As he chanted Buddhist scriptures one after another, Li Qingtong felt as if his soul and body had been separated.
The pain of the body brings boundless joy to the soul.
What a weird skill.
I have to say that this is a match made in heaven with Lingding's malicious intent.
Li Qingtong didn't know when he did this.
A kind of power rippled across the entire Jueling Sea area.
It is for salvation!
The souls of those who died unjustly, the shattered spiritual thoughts, etc. returned to the netherworld together with the endless souls in such fluctuations.
Threads of merit power and inexplicable aura entwined around Li Qingtong's body and soul.
In the state of soul separation, Li Qingtong subconsciously practiced according to the habitual movements of the monk in his memory.
The outside world, the place of ancient ruins.
A burst of spiritual energy like a flash flood poured directly into this space from the crack in the void.
All the monks at the Nascent Soul stage couldn't bear it and retreated hundreds of miles away.
Only the old man, the bronze bell above his head lit up with layers of mysterious light.
Thirty percent of the terrifying spiritual energy was swallowed up by this copper bell.
But this bronze bell is very broken.
It's like a leaky pot.
Swallow it here, and immediately spurt out a huge amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy from countless cracks and holes.
The ancient bell roared, and the eye of calamity in the sky that had begun to dim suddenly became a little clearer.
Then there is the feedback of the aura of creation.
The aura released by the Lingding Cauldron, which contains boundless creation power, also has a magical ability to nourish the ancient bell.
It also swallowed up 30% of the spiritual energy of creation, but it did not pass away completely like the previous time.
One in a million of the aura of creation was absorbed by the bronze bell, and some of the broken places began to show signs of recovery.
The bronze bell's body has been restored, and its protection for the old man below has become weaker!