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Text Chapter 184 Cloud Demon Goes North (5)

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    Chen Guanshui sat there quietly, watching the cyan light pillar degenerate into an ancient well, and then embedded into the misty light ball, which together with the other seventeen huge light points stabilized the entire light ball model.  Then, he saw the core of the City of Seven Mirrors change, fall on his head, and turn into the golden crown of a seven-story pagoda.  And that misty ball of light, which was the Qianyi Illusion and Demonic Realm, transformed into a splendid Taoist uniform made of gold and silver, and landed on him lightly and skillfully.  The three real Yuanshen, no matter what, each left a halo of aura behind Chen Guanshui. They floated in the air as freely as the Buddhist monk's firework amulet, and then they turned into tiny dots and disappeared into the City of Seven Mirrors.  .  The two Nascent Soul Sovereigns Chen Aluo and Chen Alie were in the air. They only left a sentence of "Cherish it and do it well" before they were pulled away by a burst of magic power from an inexplicable infinite distance.  The next moment, Chen Guanshui saw a message in the sea of ??consciousness - "Seventy-two Luofu Zhoutian treasure mirrors gathered together, and a large formation was set up on Luanlong Island in the North Sea. Two people from the Huanglonggu Zhuang family and the Longkongshan Lin family gathered together.  The Yuan Shen blocked an unknown Yuan Shen master, and they were already fighting together." In an instant, they jumped thousands of miles away.  But for Chen Guanshui, everything has only begun now.  The bold words that were laid down in front of the real person Lin Yuxi of Baiyun Temple more than two hundred days ago, and the ambition to build a sect foundation for Baiyun Temple, are only starting today.  The City of Seven Mirrors is already complete, and the eighteen core pillars of the Thousand One Illusion are also complete.  But the number of illusions on the outer edge is only a little over 600, and there are still nearly 400 gaps.  With the accumulation of the Monkey King Zhou Jia, Lin Yuxi, and Yuan Xuzi, they can produce more than 600 magic weapons, magic weapons, spiritual treasures, innate foreign objects, treasures, and void seeds that can evolve into the cave at one time, which is an exhaustive collection.  The more than 400 missing gaps are a very important part of the purpose of Chen Guanshui's next big thing.  "The cloud demon goes north."  The territory of the sect that had been determined by Lin Yuxi long ago was also the sphere of influence that had been determined by the Five Directions Taoist Temple's World Tour.  The sects, cultivating families, secular kingdoms, secluded cultivators, worldly masters, reclusive demons, and wandering students above are now like ants on a heating plate, going crazy in a kind of mortal torment.  Those who uprooted their sects and moved away from home with their families were in constant panic, not knowing whether to wait or take the initiative to welcome them; those who were resolute and determined, ready to fight to the death; those who were obedient and ready to obey their fate; those who were ecstatic in their hearts and tried their best to survive.  Those who seek information and are ready to sell themselves and seek refuge are like a wilderness with flowers blooming all over the ground.  The seven middle gates above and the dojo of the fourteen Yuanying monks in the hidden world. Those Yuanying monks, according to the news from the Luofu Anbu, have been connected together early.  But they couldn't discuss how to deal with it at all. They could only argue in vain for nearly a hundred days, watching an alliance become a joke.  Especially those Nascent Soul female cultivators, when they heard that the Monkey King Zhou Jia was born, they felt that the end was coming, and even the Daoji were crumbling, let alone forming cliques and resisting.  Lin Yuxi's notoriety was equally obvious and blocked the hopes of the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators.  Because it should be taken for granted that for Daoist Yuanshen, and for the three Daoist Yuanshen who want to leave a legacy of Taoism, they are destined to be more important as low-level monks who are still trudging on the road of cultivation.  Those Golden elixir monks who have achieved no regrets, and those Nascent Soul monks who have forged Tao fruit seeds are just like hybrid trees in a wasteland that is about to be reclaimed. The only end is to be cut down and burned as fertilizer.  .  That’s why those golden elixir monks are crazy, running away like crazy, hiding like crazy, and destroying everything like crazy.  But the Yuanying monks didn’t dare.  They had already stood on the steps and had seen the various powerful abilities of the Yuanshen monks on the higher level. They knew that no matter whether it was escaping, resisting, hiding, or any kind of response, as long as none of them were strong enough to compete with Baiyun Guan.  If the backgrounds of the three souls are equal, for example, if there are twenty-two surnames, there will only be one end.  No matter whether you flee to the East Pole Tianzhu, hide underground, or even escape into the cave, you will still end up dead.  Master Yuanshen only needs to sort out the path to which he has converted from heaven and earth, and then whether it is shaken or strengthened, he can shake off his immature self that is attached to this path, or he can gain a kind of power inexplicably.  Then he becomes possessed and dies.  So although there is chaos in that area, there is still no chaos at all.  Everything is still waiting for the three masters of Baiyun Temple, waiting for the three real Yuanshen to announce the various rules they have established when they founded the sect, and then each will have further responses, and then it will be like a glass of chaotic water.  It has precipitated into countless layers, each with its own way back. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 by 1600Outside, separated by a steep mountain, there is a lower sect named "Peach Mountain Seven Monsters", ranked 2466th among the three thousand lower sects.  There are seven Jindan masters in this sect, each occupying a mountain peak, leading their own group of disciples, and forming an alliance. After decades of working together, they finally merged into a sect.  The only difference is that these seven golden elixir masters are all aliens. The eldest one is a zombie left by the body of a Nascent Soul monk who died thousands of years ago. The strangest one is a giant rock on the top of a mountain covered with corpses.  Among the creatures derived from the twinkling starry sky, the most evil one is a demon cultivator who became enlightened by a giant blood-sucking mosquito.  The remaining four are not human beings, nor are they good people.  According to ordinary people's estimates, these seven sects established by aliens would not be able to exist for long. They would have killed each other and killed all of them early on. However, they have survived for more than fifty years, and rumors of separation and union still continue to exist.  With.  Even the strength of the Lingshen Sect outside the mountains to the south has not destroyed the foundation of this sect.  After all, the heterogeneous disciples of the Seven Monsters of Peach Mountain cannot always be won over and intimidated by human thoughts.  However, since the collapse of the Lingshen Sect more than 240 days ago, and the sudden arrival of three real Yuanshen more than 200 days ago and the encirclement and killing of an unknown hidden Yuanshen, things have begun to change.  Suddenly, dozens of Jindan monks with superb cultivation appeared in the sect area and killed hundreds of sect disciples while talking and laughing.  Then, suddenly there was an inexplicable magic weapon flying from Shannan, which led to a fight between those Jindan monks and those Nascent Soul monks who had been hiding, but in the end it was swallowed and flew back to Shannan.  There were only seven stunned golden elixir monks left, standing speechless on the messy mountain peak, feeling how lucky they were that they didn't dare to take action just now because they were afraid of death.  It's still good anyway. Taoshan is located among the mountains. Except for the seven spiritual peaks with inferior spiritual energy, there are no extra spiritual veins, and there are no strange elixir deposits that would be noticed by those high-level monks.  It's completely free land.  As long as you endure the past, just like what you have experienced before, you can always continue to fill up the sect with the help of the beasts around Taoshan that turn into monsters on their own and the aliens that escape from the surrounding areas.  It is indeed as expected. The sudden burst of azure sky pillars and the blood essence shed by the Jindan Nascent Soul monks during the battle gave Taoshan an extra vitality.  Countless little goblins came from countless corners, and because of various opportunities, they broke through the boundary between ignorance and intelligence, suppressed the instinct in the mind, and understood the path to continue, and gathered at the foot of Peach Mountain in a steady stream.  This day is the day when the seven peaks gather together to examine the new little demons who have just entered the school, select talents, and give them the skills to practice.  In a huge valley surrounded by seven real people, a sheep demon is currently performing its tricks.  I saw that it still looked like a male goat, but it could use the cry from its mouth to contain a special charm, seducing the mortal men and women serving as props in the valley, instantly forgetting the current environment, and forgetting  The despair and anger of one's own life and death are intertwined together.  The little demons were in an uproar, laughing and screaming wildly, laughing at the stupidity of the mortals below.  But the goat fairy suddenly sighed, and after casting the spell, the relationship between the man and the woman became lighter, and there was an inexplicable feeling of love and pleasure.  I have also seen my current situation, and I also understand my current despair and embarrassment. I have lost my reputation and am left with nothing but today. There is no tomorrow but today.  In the end, he really sank into the most primitive love between men and women, forgetting everything and only having pleasure.  It was at this moment that the few Jindan masters sitting upright were truly moved.  Charm is just a small skill, and confusing mortals is the heretic among heretics, but it is another matter to make mortals drop everything and only have sex.  Although the sheep demon in front of me has this special skill due to racial instinct, its talent advantage is also much stronger than that of other little demons.  What's more, what I just said was "holding on to Yin and Yang" rather than "being fascinated by Yin and Yang".  This alone is the seed that can go to the rooftop in the future.  "It's a pity that there is no Taoism suitable for it on Taoshan."  Let him go to other sects to become apprentices?  It is estimated that within five hundred miles of Taoshan, it will turn into salt and pepper lamb chops and become a snack for a passing monk.  Even if they really entered those sect dojos, who would casually teach the Yin and Yang Dao to a strange little goblin? It could be that he was beaten into a chess piece on the road of deduction, and was given a sect with many ambushes on the way.  Taoism uses his own ups and downs in cultivation to provide a vigilant reference for those sect disciples, and is also a good material for experiments.  At this time, a person suddenly appeared at the bottom of the valley and landed next to the sheep demon. His fingers lightly landed on its forehead, and a series of spiritual lights disappeared.  In just a short moment, the seven golden elixirs witnessed that the sheep demon had restrained all the miscellaneous things on his body.The demonic energy and the Lianqi acupoint opened up more than a dozen acupuncture points, and he changed slightly into a human shape, standing up.  But he directly faced that person and bowed down to the master.  The man turned around, scanned the mountain, rolled up his sleeves, and with one touch, took away a few of the little demons.  Stomping his feet again, he turned into a white cloud and headed north.  A few months later, the seven golden elixirs of Taoshan realized that they had truly been confused by the fingers of the god of death that day.  Because in the Desolate Poison Swamp nine hundred and forty miles away due north, a casual cultivation dojo composed of more than a dozen golden elixirs who practiced poison techniques was dug up by that man into several pieces on the third day after that day.  A large lake ten miles wide and hundreds of feet deep.  To this day, the lake has not yet filled the depression.  Eleven days later, a misty mountain ridge left over from ancient times, 1,600 miles northwest, was suddenly uprooted and disappeared.  Fourteen days later, 3,900 miles to the northwest, a cultivator family with more than 7,000 people, and even a hidden family suppressed by Nascent Soul monks, was established because the family was built on a spiritual treasure that was tens of thousands of years old.  The wreckage was cleared away along with the spiritual treasure.  Since then, all the way north, many forces have been inexplicably wiped out.  There were countless people who witnessed that man's grace, but they only randomly grabbed a few people from the crowd, and then disappeared into clouds.  No one knew what that person was doing by arresting those mortals, or mortals who had just begun to look like practitioners.  But everyone along the way knew the identity of that person.  As the latest person to visit, Master Guanshui, the outer sect host of Baiyun Temple, was not only collecting some ancient secret treasures along the way, but also selecting the sect’s future disciples.  “Then, there was a grand meeting held specifically for him on September 9th at the top of a spiritual mountain called Zhongshan, 24,000 miles away due north.
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