"Linlang Ling?"

"It seems...it's still more than ten years before the Linlang Blessed Land happens once every 500 years. How come there are signs that it will open in advance?"

Fang Xing thought for a moment, then turned into a stream of light and headed towards the nearest fairy city.

…

Kurosawa Fairy Castle.

This fairy city is located at the junction of Xuantian Sect and Prajna Gate. It is said that it was established by a Nascent Soul-level casual cultivator thousands of years ago.

Later, the Nascent Soul Monarch who was a casual cultivator passed away, but no new Nascent Soul Monarch was born among the subsequent disciples. However, there were several pill-forming monks, including major cultivators in the later stages of pill-forming, who barely maintained the foundation of the fairy city.

Nowadays, the construction of Immortal City is becoming more and more prosperous, but control has gradually fallen into the hands of Xuantian Sect and Prajna Sect.

Although the original Nascent Soul Loose Cultivator lineage was still the City Lord's Mansion in name, it was just a name.

Juxian Tea House.

"This distinguished guest ordered a cup of Tianpin Lingcha. What kind of information would you like to ask?"

A woman in a green dress with a sweet smile looked in front of an ordinary-looking middle-aged monk in the early stages of alchemy. Her mind went back and forth, and she felt very strange.

This is of course because Fang Xing used the 'Nine Infant Pearls' to put on a layer of divine soul.

With the help of this magic weapon, his concealment and disguise skills have greatly improved.

He even quietly modified the face of one of the souls. With his Nascent Soul-level magic power, not many monks can see it now.

"The battle between good and evil, the blessed land of Linlang."

Fang Xing picked up the spirit tea and took a sip. He felt a refreshing aroma of tea wafting between his lips and teeth. He couldn't help but nodded: "Good tea..."

"It seems that the guests heard some news..."

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the woman in the green skirt, and then she quickly returned to normal.

'What news did I hear? I don't know anything...'

Fang Xing was speechless in his heart, but had an unfathomable look on his face.

"Recently, for some reason, the Demonic Dao has been quite uneasy. It is said that the Nascent Soul Seed of the Nine Infant Sect has been broken..."

The woman in the green skirt smiled slightly and said: "The Nascent Soul seed 'Huo Moqing' is a great monk in the late Jindan period. Without the Nascent Soul, there is basically no opponent. He is a great master who ranks among the six elites of the Demonic Path... Once he dies,

The Nine Infant Sect is really heartbroken..."

A golden elixir monk, especially one in the late golden elixir stage, is not so easy to train.

The foundation of the Yuanying Sect is that the most important thing is to cultivate the seeds of a Yuanying.

Even if the Nine Infants Sect has backup preparations, they are still far behind Huo Moqing.

It may even be a half-step golden elixir monk who has many more difficulties and obstacles to break through the Nascent Soul Pass than a golden elixir monk.

'Oh, it turns out that the unlucky guy I killed was called Huo Moqing?'

Fang Xing didn't know the unlucky guy's name until this moment.

However, this seems unfair to the other party.

Strictly speaking, with Huo Moqing's preparations, cultivation, and treasures... he was able to escape even if he was attacked by several monks who had completed the formation of pills.

But he was blinded by lard, hit Fang Xing's hand, and lost his life in vain.

"The death of a Nascent Soul Seed is indeed a serious injury..."

Fang Xing took a sip of the spiritual tea.

"Actually, the war between good and evil has been going on for so many years, and it is difficult for both sides to persist... The incident of the Nine Infants Sect at this time is just the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

The woman in the green skirt analyzed: "The ten Nascent Soul sects are high up above and want to use war to achieve their own goals. Now the goal has been almost completed... There is also backlash from the lower-level monks and casual cultivators... Maybe the Huo Mo Qinghuo

The fall of Daozi is exactly the manifestation of this backlash..."

"This is a statement from the Tianji lineage." Fang Xing found this statement very interesting.

"There have been many such things in history. The war between good and evil has led to the rise of casual cultivators and even the formation of Nascent Soul..."

The woman in the green skirt said: "According to the latest news, after consultations between the good and the evil, the Nascent Soul Lord has decided to give up and sign a hundreds of years of peace contract with the current battle line as the boundary... But before the contract is signed, there are still a lot of interests.

The division could not be settled, and with the encouragement of the Nine Infant Sect, the ten Nascent Soul Sects decided to open the "Linlang Paradise" in advance, and have another game in the blessed land, and finally determine the winner and loser based on the number of living monks.

Benefit……"

"The ten Nascent Soul sects joined forces and were able to control Linlang Paradise?" Fang Xing was slightly surprised.

"After all, the formation masters of various sects have studied the ban on blessed lands for so many years. Although it is difficult to break the iron law that the Nascent Soul Master cannot enter, it is still possible to open the blessed lands in advance..." The woman in the green skirt smiled: "Among them, nine

Yingpai is the most dedicated."

After all, the seed of a Nascent Soul has been lost and must be replaced.

If you can obtain a 'Ningying Spiritual Item', its value will be no less than that of a great monk in the late Golden Core stage.

"It seems that this exploration of the blessed land will be quite brutal...especially for those casual cultivators."

Fang Xing took a breath of cold air.

"Most of the 'Linlang Order' in Linlang Paradise is in the hands of the Nascent Soul Sect... It doesn't matter if a few leak out occasionally. Being able to win over casual cultivators is a proof of strength..."

The woman in green skirt said.

"very good."

Fang Xing asked for some more information and nodded: "I'm very satisfied with your information. Let's go down..."

"yes."

The woman in green skirt bowed and suddenly asked in a trembling voice: "Senior, do you need any other services?"

Fang Xing glanced at it and saw that the woman had peach cheeks, almond-shaped eyes, willow eyebrows and a beautiful nose... She turned out to be a beautiful woman.

It's a pity that his taste has long been cultivated by the entertainment planet of the main universe, but when he heard this, he shook his head and said nothing.

The woman in the green dress had no choice but to bow and exit the box.

"Linlang Blessed Land...interesting, interesting!"

Fang Xing touched his chin: "I wonder if I'm qualified?"

Linlang Blessed Land, Nascent Soul True Monarch, cannot enter. Even if it is forcibly breached, it will only cause the Blessed Land to self-destruct and scatter in two parts.

He is only in the early stage of pill formation, so according to common sense, he can definitely enter.

I just don’t know how the fake infant monk calculates it.

'Or, should I store the Ten Thousand Dharma Nascent Soul in the Blue Star first, and then take it back after I'm teleported into the Blessed Land?'

Fang Xing felt that if there was a spirit in the blessed land, he would definitely have a headache if he encountered a monk like himself who liked bugs.

"There should be a 'Sacred Infant Fruit' in the Blessed Land...and there are countless elixirs inside. It's not a big problem to collect dozens of elixir materials for the elixir-forming monks to increase their magic power..."

"You can give it a try... If you can't get in, you can only eliminate demons and defend the way outside... Well, it seems that you can't defeat it. There are at least four demon kings in the demon way... Besides, the Yuanying old monster of the Nine Infant Sect is with

I have a blood feud..."

…

The entrance to Linlang Blessed Land is at Guixu Mountain!

Yes, it is the front line of the battle between good and evil!

When Fang Xing just got the news, he was still a little surprised.

But then I accepted it.

Anyway, it's just a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and it's hard to do anything to him, the True Lord of Nascent Soul.

"The top priority is to go near Guixu Mountain, find an evil-doing alchemy cultivator, use the 'Nine Infant Beads' to replace his identity, and participate in this Linlang Blessed Land..."

This time Linlang Paradise will definitely be extremely tragic, but for casual cultivators who are hopeful of giving it a try, they will definitely not miss it.

After all, if you miss it, you have to wait five hundred years!

The life of an alchemy monk has passed like this.

In other words, if you miss this time, you miss your life!

Guixu Mountain.

The mountain is majestic, and air currents are constantly converging on it, just like the eye of the deep sea.

"This natural wonder... is difficult to see except in the world of immortality."

Fang Xing's consciousness swept over it and he couldn't help but sigh.

The limit of spiritual consciousness of a foundation-building monk does not exceed one mile.

The range of the consciousness of the Danjie monks is measured in miles, but the limit is only about ten miles or twenty miles.

He was originally promoted to the early stage of forming pills, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was only about a few miles away.

But after refining the 'Wanfa Ghost Infant' and receiving the blessing of the 'False Infant' mana, his spiritual consciousness also skyrocketed.

Nowadays, things within fifty miles can't be said to be clearly seen, but they can also be roughly sensed.

The terrifying gap in this is the chasm between Jiedan and Nascent Soul.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Fang Xing's consciousness moved and he looked in a certain direction: "Why is he here? Oh...that's right, a total of ten Nascent Soul sects took action in the war between good and evil. Now that the armistice agreement is about to be signed, the Tianjian Sect is sure

Come and join in the fun, not to mention, there is also the opportunity to condense babies..."

Within the scope of his consciousness, a sword cultivator and his sword merged into one, like a bloody rainbow, heading towards Guixu Mountain.

This man was dressed in blood clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, and a simple sheathed long sword in his hand. He was none other than Fu Hongyi, one of the Five Righteous Sons, the ‘Blood Sword Master’.

In terms of seniority, Fang Xing can now call him Senior Brother Fu.

Of course, if he shows his Nascent Soul cultivation level, he can also be called Master Fu's nephew.

In the world of cultivating immortals, realm is regarded as the most important thing. Except for masters, disciples and three generations of blood relatives, if you reach a higher realm, you will automatically be promoted by one generation.

"With the foundation of Tianjian Sect, it is quite normal to have a piece of Linlang Token..."

"When the sword cultivator hears that there is such a good thing, he will definitely not miss it. It is indeed quite reasonable... In this way, I wonder if the old devil from the Wanxiang Sect will come? If the other party comes too, I will just follow the two of them.

This demonic true king has a blood feud."

Of course Fang Xing didn't know, because the last time he took action, both the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Wanxiang Sect Yuanying Zhenjun were in disgrace.

It is impossible to step out of the mountain gate array without encountering a real big event.

"Forget it, there's no need to go up and recognize each other. Anyway, I have Linlang Ling... no need to ride in the car..."

"Besides, it will be very embarrassing no matter what your cultivation level is when the time comes."

Fang Xing shook his head, a jade slip appeared in his hand, and flew in another direction.

Zi Su Fang!

This place was originally just an ordinary city. During the war between good and evil, it was recruited by the right way and turned into a camp.

By this time, it had become a gathering place for casual cultivators.

Streams of light flew into it, revealing many monks with different styles.

"Linlang Ling's reception range is on Guixu Mountain...so when the blessed land opens, we must go up the mountain."

On a square, hundreds of sapphire futons were placed.

An old Taoist with gray hair and childlike face sat cross-legged, waved his whisk in the dust, and said with a solemn expression: "This exploration is extremely dangerous, fellow Taoists, please be careful..."

Late update today
Chapter completed!