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Chapter 941: The resident of the sect

All because of the same!

This also led to the discussion of many foundation-building cultivators in Baiyun Sect, three or five people forming a group of them!

"Fellow Daoist Yu, when did you think the ancestor came out of seclusion?"

A middle-aged monk with a gentle temperament and thin body sighed, looked at the energetic old man beside him and asked.

Hearing words.

The old man with a bright mind brushed his beard and said calmly:

"I don't know when the ancestor will come out of seclusion?

If you have this time, it’s better to practice hard!"

"Fellow Daoist Yu, you are relaxed!" The middle-aged monk sighed:

"Just as the concentration of spiritual energy in my cave, do you think it can satisfy my cultivation?"

"Ha ha!"

The old man chuckled:

"That's true!"

"If you kid, you could have broken through the foundation-building stage dozens of years earlier, and you could have opened a cave at the spiritual vein nodes like me!"

"What a pity!"

Then the old man changed his tone and his expression was a bit funny:

"But if you want to have a cave that meets your daily practice needs, you probably need to practice at the medium-sized spiritual vein resident that the sect just won."

"Otherwise, you still have to stay here to practice."

"I know this too!"

"But that spiritual vein has no ancestor in charge.

Second, there is no forbidden formation to protect me, even if I am satisfied with my cultivation, I will not dare to go!

And now the monks who are staring at the medium-sized spiritual veins are all powerful people of the same level as the ancestor."

"This is the truth!" the old man nodded and said:

"But I see, the ancestor must have a backup plan."

"No need to think too much now, just wait until the ancestor comes out of seclusion!"

“······”

The two were silent for a while, then skipped the topic and continued to talk about the interesting stories they had seen and heard from and heard in the past few years.

·····

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed!

On this day, Wan Huadao body finally came out of the refining weapon under the expectation of everyone.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Buzheng summoned the foundation-building cultivators and Jindan monks from the entire sect to gather in Baiyun Hall.

Baiyun Palace.

Cheng Bujian sat on the throne on the high platform, and the lower head was a group of Jindan monks, as well as many other foundation-building cultivators.

After he looked around calmly, he spoke lightly:

"You probably know what we call together this time."

"Not long ago, this sect had already obtained the original Qingmu Sect's headquarters from Beicangmen.

In addition, the emergence of talents in this sect over the years has led to some foundation-building cultivators who live in caves that cannot satisfy their cultivation.

Therefore, I decided to re-renovate the original Qingmu Sect resident and spiritual vein output node."

"From the future, that station can be another branch of my Baiyun Gate.

Only monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage and those in the upper realm can apply to open a cave."

"According to my calculations, if the transformation is completed, it will be enough to satisfy the practice of hundreds of foundation-building cultivators, nine golden elixir monks, and one Nascent Soul monk.

This will not only relieve the pressure on my Baiyunmen Spiritual Vein!

And then the level of spiritual energy in my Baiyun Sect is expected to increase a little."

That being said!

But no one applied!

At this time!

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting upright on the throne on the high platform, saw the hall silent and his brows frowned slightly.

Then he seemed to have thought of many monks' concerns!

It is precisely because the Baiyun Mountains are extremely far away from the Qingmu Mountains, which is 100,000 miles away.

Of course, the distance is only for the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The most important reason is that the protection ability of that spiritual vein is extremely weak, and the Yuanying True Lord is peeking at it!

Therefore, no monks in the hall responded.

after all!

How could a monk who can cultivate to the foundation-building stage not see the crisis of the spiritual vein deep in the Qingmu Mountains?

Otherwise, they would not be worthy of living until now, let alone practicing to the foundation-building realm.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng pondered for a while and said:

"But don't worry, I will set up a fourth-level forbidden formation and leave a corresponding backup!"

"So you can rest assured!"

At the end, Cheng Buzheng added:

“Of course, unconditional applications are limited to today.

If you want to apply for the opening of a cave again today, whether it is the sect or the resident of the Aoki Mountains, you must complete the sect's tasks before you can open a cave in the resident!"

Hearing words.

The newly promoted Foundation Establishment Cultivators and some Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had no connections were all moved.

At this time!

A middle-aged monk with a soft temperament flashed with a hint of firmness in his eyes.

Then he stepped forward, bowed and bowed:

"Old ancestor, I want to apply!"

See this.

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting upright on the throne on the high platform, had a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

A cultivator who has such decisiveness has a great chance to break through to the Golden Pill Realm.

Because of this, the first person to eat crabs will often have rich gains.

Of course, the premise is that you can survive in the world of immortal cultivation and go further on the way to immortality.

Immediately afterwards.

Those monks who did not have the corresponding spiritual energy concentration also stood up one after another to apply to open a cave at the Qingmu Mountains station.

Only some monks who were quite old and cautious by nature were silent and watched.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng did not force any request.

Everyone has their own fate, and he doesn't want to interfere.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng's eyes fell from the many foundation-building cultivators to the Jindan real people, and finally frozen them on Huang Zhenren, the only late-stage Jindan cultivator in the sect.

Seeing this, Master Huang also knew it was time to express his opinion!

after all!

The Qingmu Mountains must need the Golden Pill monk to take charge.

Among the Jindan monks, his cultivation is the highest.

He is also the best choice.

But there are benefits and disadvantages!

Because of the Qingmu Mountains, without the entry of Nascent Soul monks, the concentration of spiritual energy and the efficiency provided by the cave in the Jindan realm must be higher than that of Baiyunmen.

This is undoubtedly.

Coupled with the fourth-level forbidden formation Chengruo and the corresponding backup plan, he finally decided to go to the office of guarding the Aoki Mountain Range.

See this scene!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Many real people in Jindan quickly figured out the tricks here.

However, most Jindan monks decided to practice in the Baiyun Sect.

Only two early-stage Jindan monks applied to go to the Qingmu Mountains to open a cave.

After many monks in the hall made their decisions, Cheng Buzheng did not waste time.

"Since you have made the decision, gather in Baiyun Peak Square in three days!"

"yes!"

“····”

Soon, the monks in the hall retreated one after another.

The monks who were preparing to go to the Qingmu Mountains to open a cave, also began to pack up their belongings.

In less than a day, most monks had finished packing.

In the next two days, the monks who were preparing to go to the Qingmu Mountains to open a cave, all of whom they knew were farewell to their old friends.

For a moment.

Visiting the door is extremely popular.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it has arrived three days later.

This day.

A stream of light rose from all over the Baiyun Gate and flew towards the main peak Baiyun Peak.

The inspiration dissipates!

On Baiyun Peak Square, figures stood one after another.

Each monk was covered with storage bags, with four or five few beings, and the most being covered with all his body.

Cheng Buzheng, who was standing at a high altitude, was also a little curious when he saw this.

Do these Foundation Establishment disciples have such a rich fortune?

It actually packs it with so many storage bags.

Thoughts.

Cheng Buzheng subconsciously spread his divine thoughts, and the scenes within the entire sect clearly reflected in his heart.

The monk who applied to go to the Qingmu Mountains had already removed the cave protection formation.

Therefore, he could see it without using the [Da Luo Dharma Meta].

The floor is empty!

There was no table or chair, empty!

There is not even a fluorite!

As for the secret room door, there is no more!

Obviously, the door of this secret room was not made of ordinary stone.

In the secret room, there is no bed or futon!

····

In a word, it is very clean and thorough!

Judging from his moving professionalism, he is not inferior to him.

One cave, two and three...

They are all the same color.

As he thought, Cheng Buzheng glanced at the empty caves.

Then he said lightly with a slightly complicated mood.

"Set off!"

at the same time,

He threw out a treasure ship the size of a palm, and the treasure ship rose in the wind and turned into a size of seven or eight feet.

The next moment, Cheng Buzheng's figure flashed and disappeared into the void.

at the same time!

The treasure ship stopped floating in the air, and the windless ship automatically turned into a stream of light and flew towards the entrance and exit of the sect formation.

See this.

Many monks standing in the square also used their means to follow the treasure ship.

The treasure ship that is not processed or fought for is maintained at an extremely slow escape speed, which will not make the foundation-building cultivators unable to catch up with them.

soon.

A stream of light appeared above the Baiyunmen Mountains, flying without any frost.

Along the way...

Wherever they went, many monks avoided them.

It's just a matter of calmness.

Time flies, and most of the day has passed.

As night approached, Cheng Buzheng and others passed the Qingmu Immortal City and escaped into the depths of the Qingmu Mountains.

at the same time!

The trip of the Baiyun Sect and the monks, coupled with the direction they were going, and the previous appointment with Beicang Sect.

Naturally, many monks reminded us of the purpose of this trip to Baiyunmen.

Some interested monks soon discovered the Baiyun Sect and their group, and the final destination was the ruins of the Qingmu Sect.

Just as Cheng Buzheng and others arrived!

Suddenly, the light curtain of the formation covering the Qingmu Sect ruins collapsed, and the devastated scenery reflected in the eyes of the monks of Baiyun Sect.

The next moment, more than a dozen spiritual lights rose into the air and flew in front of Cheng Buzheng.

The leader is a Jindan monk.

Yes, this is the monk from Beicang Sect.

Previously, the spiritual veins and Qingmu Immortal City were occupied by Beicangmen.

The leader flew to Cheng Buzheng, immediately bowed and said:

"My younger brother, please pay homage to senior!"

The disciples of Beicang Sect behind him immediately followed him with a bow.

Cheng Buzheng stayed at a foundation-building monk from Beicangmen for a while, and then smiled and said:

"Get up!"

While speaking, Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand to help him, and an invisible force spread out, helping all the monks of Beicangmen.

"Thank you senior!"

The leading Jindan monk immediately spoke thanked:

"Senior, you are here, and the junior's mission will be completed!

Then I will say goodbye!”

"Yes!" Cheng Buzheng nodded, nodded and smiled:

"I'm sorry, my friends!

Go!"

"yes!"

“···”

Immediately, the monk from Beicang Sect bowed again and flew directly to the Qingmu Immortal City in the border area of ​​the Qingmu Mountains.

On the other side!

After the monks of Beicangmen left, Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand and the incomplete formation that he had re-refined before floated in front of him.

I saw his sleeve brushing by!

The incomplete formations divide into flowing lights and fall in all directions.

At the same time, Cheng Buzheng's hands began to dance, turning into afterimages, and streams of light shot out from his fingertips, and filled the void with inexplicable Taoist rhyme.

Buzz!

Buzz!!

I saw the incomplete arrays in all directions buzzing, and at the same time, a warm and beautiful light flashed, and the inexplicable rhythm spread.

In an instant, the incomplete formations that were conquered from all directions revolved with each other as the rhythm changed, causing even more astonishing fluctuations.

Just then.

Cheng Buzheng, who was constantly printing the techniques, suddenly changed his hand technique and a low shout came out.

"The mysterious source returns to the flow, connect!"

Next moment!

The entire Qingmu Sect ruins shook, and beams of light rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky.

However, those dazzling beams of light were suppressed by the fluctuations that filled the entire void before they rushed into the sky.

The invisible fluctuations seemed to have been inexplicably changed when suppressing the warm light columns.

Immediately afterwards.

The invisible fluctuations that filled this void also changed from virtual to reality at this moment to a mysterious and extremely complex array diagram.

I saw that the extremely huge array map that almost occupied the entire void flashed a few times inexplicably.

At the same time, the flashing frequency is faster by suppressing the incomplete arrays in all directions.

When the flash frequency reaches the extreme...

Suddenly, the incomplete array transformed from reality to virtual, and merged into the extremely huge array diagram.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng's eyes lit up, and the seal on his hand changed again!

A light shout came out!

"The formation rules are connected to the mysterious, fall!"

This moment.

The magic power in Cheng Buzheng's dantian surged out wildly, and the extremely dazzling magic light columns merged into the huge array map in the void.

at the same time.

At this moment, the complex and extremely mysterious formation map slowly fell towards the ground.

Each time, one point of the virtual formation diagram will be reduced, and one point of mana consumption will be increased.

If the magic power is insufficient, the formation will end in failure.

It is precisely because of this that without the corresponding cultivation level and huge magic power support, it is impossible to set up the corresponding level of formations.

The magic power of not being processed or fought is incredible.

Without breathing, the slightly illusory array diagram also penetrated into the ground.

Just at this moment.

The entire Aoki Sect ruins swayed even more violently, as if this world would be overturned at the next moment.

Many monks of Baiyun Sect couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the vast power of their ancestors.

Even the knowledgeable Jindan monk is the same!
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