Ten days later.

The Explorer spacecraft landed in the sea, and after turning on the protective color, it looked like an isolated island in the sea.

Fang Xing sat on the sofa in the cabin, with a pile of jade slips in front of him.

These are all the information he bought from various major sea markets as Master Jiedan.

"The Yuanshen Sword Sect...is really dead?"

"Not only that, it is said that he died together with the ancient demon. The place where the sect is located sank into the sea, and the restrictions on the formation have undergone unknown changes, making it difficult to enter... Even the sea area near the ruins is full of various magical beasts produced after the blood of the real demon has polluted it.

Among them are many ruthless characters of the fourth level..."

"At that time, a group of disciples outside the Yuanshen Sword Sect also gathered together and had the idea of ​​rebuilding the Yuanshen Sword Sect. However, for some unknown reason, they encountered catastrophes and fell one after another... The sects related to the Yuanshen Sword Sect also suffered heavy losses.

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"Today, there are only two or three big cats and kittens left among the disciples of Yuanshen Sword Sect, and none of them may dare to admit their identity..."

Fang Xing touched his chin.

This is a common man's fault for having a jade in his possession.

Without the protection of the Huashen Sect, it would be normal for those sect disciples to seek death if they were more domineering.

Even if he is kind to others, the secret treasures he carries, the sect's secret techniques, and even the inheritance of his techniques... are all coveted by countless monks.

In the past, I was worried about the support of Yuanshen Sword Sect, so I didn't dare to do anything.

But now...

It’s just all fat!

Even Fang Xing wanted to take a bite.

After all, joining the Yuanshen Sword Sect again was just wishful thinking on his part, and the branch disciples might not get much attention and would have to pass on the sect's god-transforming techniques.

Besides, what he wants is not the technique of transforming into gods, but the inheritance beyond transforming into gods!

"It seems like it would be good if the Yuanshen Sword Sect is destroyed... just so that I can fight for the inheritance?"

Fang Xing pondered for a while: "Our Tianjian Sect has actually had nothing to do with the Yuanshen Sword Sect since Old Man Zizi..."

The Inner Sea Holy Land was destroyed, and the reactions of the other two Holy Lands were also very subtle.

Even if he didn't add insult to injury, he was just watching from the sidelines.

This made Fang Xing guess that Yuanshen Sword Sect had a bad relationship with Piaomiao Immortal Palace and Wuji Palace.

After all, a sword cultivator... just stands out as someone who is proud and arrogant.

"It seems that the banner of the Yuan Shen Sword Sect cannot be upheld. I'll just become a casual cultivator first..."

"That true demon killed the Yuanshen Sword Sect for revenge, or for some treasure?"

Fang Xing thought of another key question.

Unfortunately, this level of information is not available to him now.

At this time, I began to think about my next cultivation issues.

The accumulation of mana in the Nascent Soul stage is already very slow, and if there is no fourth-level spiritual vein, it will be even slower.

He tapped a jade slip in his hand and recalled the information he had collected, his expression solemn.

'The world of cultivating immortals in the vast sea is vast, has countless spiritual veins, and is indeed rich in resources for cultivating immortals... There are hundreds of Nascent Soul forces alone...'

'Most of them are gathered in the inland sea...a small number are in the outer sea.'

'Now, there are two fifth-level spiritual veins in the inner sea, which are holy places for cultivating immortals...'

Those two fifth-level spiritual veins were not originally in the inner sea, but were seized from the outer sea monsters by the senior masters of the Holy Land using their supreme magical powers, and then moved here forcefully.

The fifth-level spiritual vein can be called a holy place. It is extremely difficult to cultivate it from scratch or to upgrade the fourth-level high-grade spiritual vein.

It is actually easier to seize the existing fifth-level spiritual veins and migrate them.

'Of course... I will most likely not be able to enter those two holy places to practice, but I can consider... joining or grabbing a fourth-level spiritual vein?'

'The key is... to go to the inland sea first, or to practice in the outer sea?'

Fang Xing thought for a while, the inner sea is rich in spiritual resources, and the outer sea is rich in marine beast resources.

More importantly, there is a fifth-level Holy Land sect in the inner sea, and there may be remnants of the Yuan Shen Sword Sect, which is suitable for planning the inheritance beyond the transformation of gods.

He immediately decided to go to the inland sea.

'From the outer sea to the inner sea, you can either fly slowly for a few years...or sit in the teleportation array.'

Thinking of this, Fang Xing burst into tears.

After arriving in the higher-level world of immortality, I finally gained some knowledge and learned that there is no need to rush for long distances, and you can also take the teleportation array.

I just regret that there is no ancient teleportation formation in the Great Wilderness Cultivation Realm, otherwise I wouldn’t have had to travel so hard before.

"If we take the teleportation array, the Explorer can only stay here... Or, setting up a fixed cruise and letting it go back and forth between the Great Wilderness Cultivation World and the Vast Sea Cultivation World to resell some supplies is also a way to make money?"

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A few days later.

South Island.

There is a fourth-level spiritual vein on this island, which belongs to the 'South Fire Gate'.

Nanhuomen is a major Yuanying sect. There are three Yuanying True Lords in the sect, and they are powerful in all directions.

Because of this, we can control the teleportation array business and master a teleportation array leading to the inland sea.

From this teleportation array, a "Nanli Sea City" was derived, whose scale far exceeded the ordinary treasure ship sea market transactions.

Fang Xing still maintained his pill-forming level of mana, and swaggered into Nanlihai City, heading straight for the teleportation array.

Nanhuomen is very open about the teleportation array business, and will give away the money.

"This fellow Taoist, wants to go to the Inland Sea?"

The entire teleportation hall is made of bronze, and the surrounding walls are covered with various auras, obviously containing powerful restrictions.

A late-stage pill-forming monk, wearing the scarlet robe of Nanhuo Sect, looked at Fang Xing with a faint smile: "This sect's teleportation array is connected to the 'Peng Demon Island' in the inner sea. Do you have any objections?"

This is a kind reminder. If the teleportation monk has a grudge against Peng Mo Island, he will be detained if he goes there, which will greatly affect his reputation.

"Of course not."

Fang Xing's body is not afraid of slanting shadows. Anyway, he probably doesn't have many enemies in this vast world of immortality.

"Good, the teleportation fee is one high-grade spirit stone at a time! Teleport ten people at a time, please wait a moment..."

In the late stage of pill formation, the monk collected the high-grade spiritual stones and said slowly.

Fang Xing looked at the other side of the hall and found that there were about a dozen bright yellow futons, with four or five monks already sitting on them. Most of them were alchemy builders, but one was in the late stage of foundation building. Many of them had their faces hidden.

He walked over and sat cross-legged while looking at the teleportation array in the center of the hall.

The teleportation array was shrouded in a spiritual light restriction, with a gray-white array base at the bottom and silver ancient seal characters on all sides.

At the four corners of the teleportation array, there is also a gray-white stone pillar standing on each side, with various complex patterns on it.

"The teleportation array... definitely involves the void... This kind of void shuttle technology has not yet been mastered by the Blue Star Federation."

When Fang Xing saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The skills of immortal cultivators are not without their merits."

After waiting for about half an hour, the ten teleportation places were finally collected.

"Good, everyone, please stand still on the teleportation array... There will be some discomfort during the teleportation, but it will not be a serious problem for the foundation-building monks..."

The late-stage elixir-forming monk from Nanhuo Gate took out a token with a smile and waved it lightly.

Snap!

Just like a soap bubble bursting, the aura restriction that originally enveloped the teleportation array instantly dissipated.

'In about an hour, ten high-grade spiritual stones were received... This business is really good.'

Fang Xing nodded and was about to stand on the teleportation array when he suddenly frowned and looked outside the hall.

"Wait a minute!"

After a few breaths, a deep voice came.

Then, several auras of pill-forming level flew in from outside the Bronze Palace. The leader was a big man with a beard, his eyes were like lightning, and he was calm and powerful: "A big case just happened in Nanhuo Gate... The master of the gate has someone."

Order, seal the market and no teleportation is allowed!"

As soon as these words came out, the late-stage pill-forming monk who was responsible for guarding the teleportation array immediately waved the token in his hand.

The light that was spreading on the teleportation array suddenly dimmed.

"Isn't this Brother Miao? The old Taoist Qingsong Guan Mingxu..."

A Taoist priest dressed as Jie Dan stepped forward and asked, "I wonder what happened to Nanhuo Gate?"

"It's okay, it's just that a thief sneaked in and stole something important."

A treasured mirror appeared in the hand of the big man named Miao Jiedan, and a mirror light enveloped the main hall: "This is the most precious treasure of our sect - the True Illusion Mirror, which can best distinguish disguise, disguise, and cultivation... Although you can leave, you must be in

You can only take a photo under a real illusion mirror."

"Humph, that's too much!"

A man in black robe who was traveling with Fang Xing snorted coldly: "There was no such rule before Nanhuomen."

He is also in the late stage of Dan Formation and speaks with more confidence.

"This rule...has changed now."

Master Miao Jiedan snorted coldly and refused to give in.

After all, this is Nanli Island, and there are three Nascent Soul Lords sitting in charge, who are they afraid of?

"That's all..."

However, the man in black robe sighed and removed his disguise, revealing a Confucian scholar.

"It turns out to be Taoist friend Miaobisheng."

The real person surnamed Miao suddenly realized: "I heard that my fellow Taoist had offended the 'Old Demon Longyang' because he wrote anecdotes. So it turns out that he is going to hide in the inland sea?"

"Ahem...How can we call it hiding when it comes to scholars? I am traveling this time just to visit friends."

Miaobisheng's expression changed and he responded awkwardly.

"hehe……"

The real person named Miao smiled but said nothing.

Fang Xing recalled that he seemed to have read an introduction about this 'Old Demon Longyang'. He was a true demon king who liked to practice the art of harvesting and nourishing the most.

When I look at this wonderful pen student again, I feel a little more sympathy in my eyes.

"Despite this, the process still has to go through."

Miao Jiedan played a magic formula, and the light on the true illusion mirror flashed, covering the master of Miaobi: "It is indeed a fellow Taoist, and he is not disguised... huh?"

At this moment, the late-stage foundation-building monk suddenly threw a black thunder bead.

There was a wisp of flame burning in the dark thunder bead, and it exploded immediately!

Terrifying thunder, lightning and flames instantly swept through the entire bronze hall.

The mana of the late-stage foundation-building monk suddenly broke through the core formation, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the person turned into a streak of bloody light and was about to rush out of the hall and disappear without a trace.

"Huh? Can you run away?"

The late-stage pill-forming monk who was guarding the teleportation array snorted coldly. Countless restrictions were intertwined in the Bronze Hall, like a huge prison.

That ray of blood hit the restriction, and immediately let out a muffled groan. Listening to the clear and mellow voice, it turned out to be a female cultivator!
Chapter completed!