"You don't have much life left now, don't you want to leave a way out for yourself, and your five thousand years of cultivation will turn into smoke? Since you became a god, you have broken through the nine secret realms of the clan, forcing them to flee overseas.

Two thousand years, and... forget it, I won't say more, I will refine the mando

Tianhua Pill, after solving the hidden dangers in the soul, I will keep an eye on Nanzhou for you. Whatever you want to do, just let it go." Xiao Chengwu who was on the side got the spiritual pill and looked at Hongyue and tried to persuade him,

But seeing Hong Yue's indifferent eyes, he took a breath and said in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, he made a casual stroke, stepped into the crack in space, and disappeared.

It is said that people with different Taoism should not conspire against each other. Hongyue and Xiao Chengwu have similar temperaments and congenial tempers. They have a good relationship. But if it were replaced by this Taoist friend Xiao who was incarnated by the soul-turning method, it would just be because they were both transformed gods.

For the monk's sake.

"After all, you are not him, so you won't understand." Lord Hongyue sighed as he watched the cracks in space gradually disappear.

After Xiao Chengwu left, Xuan Yu said: "Your Majesty, three priests from the Hanhai Moyuan tribe suddenly arrived in Nanming City yesterday and had a dispute with Yu Dan and Shi Meng. Jifeng is now mediating."

"It's those old bald donkeys from the West Desert who came to test my attitude. But it would be too stingy to only send a few protectors here. You can go for me and ask Ge Tianyao and the others to return to Hanhai as soon as possible.

Moyuan, if anything goes wrong at the border of the Barbarian Territory, then their tribe will have no reason to exist." Lord Hongyue said coldly with no expression on his face.

"It's a pity that if Ge Tianyao hadn't done something bad, then perhaps Fellow Daoist Yu would also be the Reverend God Transformation at this moment." Xuan Yu nodded and sighed.

"It's not that easy. Without Ge Tianyao, there are other people who take action. This natural disaster is easy to survive, but the human disaster is difficult to survive. When it comes to spiritual practice, it is not as easy as hoping for the moment of enlightenment to break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly. In the final analysis, it is because he has not accumulated enough on his own.

By the way, what is the situation in the Demon-Suppressing Valley now? Is there any new news from Huo Tao, Hong Yi and his wife?" Lord Hongyue said with an unchanging expression.

"On the third day of last month, Fellow Daoist Huo came back from the summons. The demon-suppressing ban is still very foggy and has not changed much. The wooden machine should still be sleeping in the valley at this moment. This person overestimates himself and is too impatient. If he can persist for two more

Thirty years later, when the Nanfa Temple is opened, he may still be able to find a glimmer of hope, but it is useless to say more now." Xuan Yu said with a chuckle.

"That person is a truly revered and powerful person. If he is involved with such a person and even takes over the incarnation, then it is destined to be a dead end. How can there be any chance of survival? Besides, there is a thousand eyes that are so stubborn.

The old toad is here, and he will definitely not let the incident of Wan Jian happen again, let alone those old friends hiding in the barbarian realm, and those few bald donkeys in the Western Desert. These guys are no longer here.

They were sent to keep an eye on them, but they came incarnate themselves. Please let the couple come back, this Red City cannot stay any longer. Although there are still more than a hundred years left before the eight hundred years of soul reunification, those old guys

They have been eroded by the barbaric atmosphere for many years, and they are mentally ill and act erratically. If the two of them are there again, they may suffer the disaster of Chiyu." Lord Hongyue gave Xuan Yu a calm order.

Five thousand years of mysteries, eight hundred years of separation and soul reunification. No matter how fast the demon soul practices, it will be difficult to go from refining Qi directly to the realm of divine transformation in just eight hundred years.

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Tens of days later.

As dusk approached, near the Golden Marrow Island in the vast and boundless ancient ocean, a blue rainbow flew from a distance. When it was about to reach the sky above the island, the escaping light suddenly stopped, and the brilliance faded, revealing a

The monk in blue shirt.

This person is none other than Zhang Shiping, who had flown over 300,000 miles from Nanxiao City.

"Aren't you here yet?" Zhang Shiping hovered in the air for a moment, scanning with his spiritual consciousness, but found no other monks on the island.

Then Zhang Shiping floated down in front of a cliff about thirty feet high. This stone wall was easy to identify. It was full of reddish-brown sand and gravel, with no trace of green at all. He walked up and touched the stone wall a few times and whispered softly.

Said: "No wonder Fellow Daoist Zhao called this place Hetie Cliff. It turned out to be an iron mine. However, this is not a spiritual iron mine and has no mining value."

Today is still half a month away from the date he and Zhao Wuxie agreed on. However, in order to avoid any delays on the way, Zhang Shiping arrived a few days earlier. Before arriving, he deliberately arrived thousands of miles away.

I rested for a long time on the desert island, and then came to the Golden Marrow Island after I had enough mana and energy.

After all, Zhang Shiping has not forgotten what happened a few months ago. Although he doesn't know why Hongyue Tower blocked the clan's information, he also understands that those people are by no means simple people. In fact, if it weren't for the previous relationship with Zhao Wuxie,

There is a promise that he will never choose to come here again within a few years.

Zhang Shiping wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and then his consciousness moved, and several green lights appeared around him. He said softly, "Go", and the four green frost swords sank into the hematite cliff like cutting tofu, and opened a

At the entrance of the cave, which was about ten feet long and wide, he took in the hematite earth and stone with his spiritual thoughts and put them into the storage bag at will, so as not to leave any traces outside.

In just half a stick of incense, Zhang Shiping excavated a simple cave that was beginning to take shape. The entrance was about ten feet long and wide, and the passage inside was about two feet long, and then there was a square stone chamber about two feet high and three feet long.

.He spent another cup of tea and used magic to solidify the walls around the cave.

Finally, he took out the 'Spirit Gathering Array' and laid it out in the stone room. Then he went out, took out a set of 'Qingying Mihuan Array' and laid it out at the entrance of the cave, covering up the entrance of the cave and also gathering spirits at the same time.

The spiritual energy fluctuations of the magic circle cover it up.

These two sets of formations were set up by him by borrowing the formation disk equipment. They were not very advanced things. But at that time, for the Jindan monks and the Foundation Establishment monks, even if they walked to the cave, it would be difficult for them to detect Zhang Shiping.

The fluctuations when refining spiritual stones. As for the

Golden elixir monks, it’s hard to say. Some spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful. The late golden elixir monks who are comparable to the Nascent Soul stage can detect the difference here from a few miles away, while those early golden elixir monks have to get closer.

Some of them can only be detected when they are dozens of feet away.

Of course, the Mingxin Sect’s golden elixir monks who rely on the clan’s blood soul refining magic circle to forcibly improve themselves by devouring other people’s mana are another matter. This kind of golden elixir monks have not experienced heavenly tribulations, and their spiritual consciousness is not the same as that of the foundation-building monks.

There is not much difference,

This shelter is very simple, not even a table or chair, but Zhang Shiping doesn't care. This is not a cave where he will live and practice all year round. As a temporary resting place, it is enough.

After walking into the cave, Zhang Shiping activated the Qingying Mihuan magic circle to cover up the entrance of the cave. Then he took out a bronze lamp and more than three thousand fire-attribute spirit stones. With the help of the spirit gathering magic circle, he

The spiritual energy in the spiritual stone was released.

All of a sudden, billowing spiritual energy filled the stone room. Zhang Shiping sat down cross-legged, circulated the magic formula, and started breathing it in.

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