Chapter 527: Dormant for 10,000 Years, My Clones Are Everywhere (Part 2)

Lingmu Fairy Palace, Kunpeng Palace, Yuxu Fairyland, these are the super powers known to all the cultivators in the entire fairy world, and it is these super powers that promoted the establishment of the Xinghai Ban.

Even before Shen Lian came to the fairy world, he had already heard of the great name of Lingmu Fairy Palace.

He turned Chenghui's memory upside down and sorted out the things about the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation one by one.

To be honest, Shen Lian still admired Chenghui. This cultivator only knew some rumors about the Xinghai Ban from the chat of an elder in the fairy palace, and saw an opportunity from it, and really took action.

After synthesizing Chenghui's memory, Shen Lian's understanding of the Xinghai Ban was further deepened.

First, the Xinghai Ban did hinder the promotion of Juntian Hedao cultivators.

Once the number of Juntian Realm Hedao promoted too much, it would inevitably attract the attention of the cultivators who built the Xinghai Ban force.

Secondly, the Sea of ​​Stars ban changed the environment of the Immortal Spirit Realm, making the Heaven Realm full of pure air and the Juntian Realm too much turbid air, which subtly affected the practice of the Juntian Realm cultivators.

Among the three days divided by the Sea of ​​Stars ban, the one with the most concentrated pure air is the Heaven of Stars, and the one with the most suitable place for cultivators to practice is the Haotian Realm where the pure and turbid air meet.

Juntian became the place where the turbid air of the Heaven of Stars and the Haotian Realm was discharged, and it was the most unsuitable place for practice.

Of course, this most unsuitable is relative to Haotian, similar to the concentration of spiritual energy required for the upgrade of the Small Thousand Worlds. The concentration of spiritual energy in the Haotian Realm is nine, and the Juntian Realm may not even have three.

This influence is not just a little bit, it directly restricted the Juntian Realm to death.

In addition, the Sea of ​​Stars ban of the super power not only changed the practice environment, but also completely banned the path from Juntian to Haotian.

The famous Juntian Pavilion in Juntian is just a watchdog of the Haotian Realm.

Another thing is that Shen Lian was very fortunate that he did not force his way through the Sea of ​​Stars ban to go to the Haotian Realm.

In Cheng Hui's memory, in addition to the nine Hedao holy places in the forbidden caves in Haotian, there are also patrol envoys stationed by several super powers. Their task is to patrol back and forth between the Xinghai ban.

After all, under the Xinghai ban, except for the Cangtian realm Taoists, all the cultivators in the entire Haotian realm are beneficiaries.

As a whole interest group, when there is a problem with the group's interests, they will inevitably join forces to suppress the person who caused the problem.

Just like this time, the sudden appearance of two more Taoist monks aroused Cheng Hui's suspicion and took action, but the strange thing is that the patrol in the Xinghai ban did not appear.

Cheng Hui guessed that either the patrol monks were negligent, or the long years of stability made these monks lose their vigilance and did not take the two more Hedao monks in Juntian seriously.

Shen Lian also tends to agree with Cheng Hui's guess.

Even if there are two more Hedao, there are only four Hedao cultivators in Juntian Realm, which is not worth mentioning compared with Haotian Realm. Any great rule Dao base cultivator coming down may wipe out Juntian Realm Hedao.

It can be seen that there should not be too many Hedao cultivators in Juntian.

...

Shen Lian thinks it is worth killing Chenghui.

There are nine cave heaven holy places in Xinghai Forbidden, and patrol envoys from the three super powers. The appearance of Deshan and Tianshui this time did not attract attention, but we can't treat these patrols as dead.

Next, we still have to quietly promote.

The fact that the Haotian Realm cultivators did not notice him at the moment is his biggest advantage.

The gains from killing Chenghui are not small. He is worthy of being the elder cultivator of Lingmu Fairy Palace, and his worth is far more than the Dao base cultivators killed before.

A broken seven-star spiritual treasure.

A Xuanmi Jingyun cloak.

A pool of colorful Tianyuan Spring.

There are more than 60 seventh-level spiritual medicines.

Various minerals and divine gold, adding up to more than 700,000 jin.

A broken five-element Taoist seed.

Various jade slips and bone books, more than 300 volumes, including secret techniques and hand notes.

After taking the Seven Star Lamp and the Seven-Colored Heavenly Abyss Spring into his palm and carefully examining them, Shen Lian suddenly had a plan in his mind.

The Big Dipper Seven-Star Lamp in Cheng Hui's hand is a replica of the eighth-level spiritual treasure of a Mahayana ancestor of the Lingmu Immortal Palace, which has the function of tracking and positioning.

Obviously, in order to chase Mi Xuzi, this cultivator has spent a lot of money.

In his memory, this replica was exchanged for a lot of money before he came down from Haotian.

The Seven-Colored Heavenly Abyss Spring is a spiritual object unique to the Lingyi Clan, which can protect the soul and allow the cultivator to escape with a trace of the residual soul when he is on the verge of death.

If it weren't for the Three Burials of Chaotic Souls, the broken memory of a million years would have shattered Cheng Hui's consciousness, and this cultivator would have run away long ago.

"Twelve Floor Realm, Elder of the Immortal Palace..."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Shen Lian took out the blood ball that had been gathered before, and began to extract the remaining unconscious soul power from it.

...

Thirty years later.

Juntian Realm, Piaomiao Sea, Lingyi Clan's land.

A fine crack appeared in the void, and a colorful blood soul rushed out of the crack like lightning and crashed into an island in the depths of the ocean.

There are millions of such islands in Piaomiao Sea, which are not noticeable at all. There is a city built by the Lingyi Clan on the island.

The Lingyi Clan monks on the island all saw this colorful blood soul streaking across the sky like lightning.

For the Lingyi Clan monks, their talents are determined by the colors in their eyes. The colorful light is equivalent to the top-level heavenly spiritual roots of the human race.

For a while, the spiritual family monks chased after the seven-colored blood soul, but after searching for a while, the seven-colored blood soul seemed to have disappeared.

However, the matter did not end there. The news soon spread in all directions, attracting more spiritual family monks to spy.

But these people searched for a long time and found nothing for several years.

But the news that there was a seven-colored spiritual family monk's residual soul here spread.

...

Somewhere on the island.

A spiritual family monk wearing a colorful feathered robe, his eyes were full of colorful light, his whole body was violently fluctuating, and it seemed that a huge wave was set off in the sea of ​​​​mind.

At the same time, above the island, there was a faint surge of lightning, and a faint calamity flashed by, attracting the attention of many spiritual family monks.

"Ahem... I feel that sooner or later, I will be enslaved by you and turned into ashes."

The pale Mu He's body shook, and she was pulled out to work by Shen Lian before her injury healed.

"Isn't this because there is no thunder tribulation, but only a little bit of tribulation energy is released."

Shen Lian took out a magic pill and stuffed it into Mu He's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the body of the demon cultivator who had just triggered the thunder tribulation.

In order to create the scene of the tribulation energy being born and dying, he even took out a demon cultivator who had reached the perfection of the refining void as a trigger.

And when the heavenly tribulation was about to appear, this demon cultivator was strangled.

The investment in this play is quite big.

"You have to act the whole set, otherwise how can you hide it from others."

Mu He tilted his head and didn't listen, chewing the magic pill fiercely, as if chewing Shen Lian.

"It's done!"

At this moment, Shen Lian looked at the cave hidden below.

In the cave, the spiritual cultivator Yi Na had killed the residual soul of the spiritual predecessor who wanted to take over his body, and almost caused the body-taking heavenly tribulation.

...

Originally, the plot designed by Shen Lian was that Cheng Hui found a spiritual cultivator on the verge of death and inherited his mantle.

But then I thought, it's the habit of this dog thing Cheng Hui, and he wants to inherit the mantle?

It will only forcibly occupy the magpie's nest.

A twelfth-floor realm cultivator of Lingmu Immortal Palace died in Juntian Realm. It is impossible that Lingmu Immortal Palace has no movement.

Remnant soul, escape, occupy the magpie's nest, and be killed.

There are eyewitnesses, rumors, real scenes, and perfect memories compiled.

Waiting for the cultivators who may come down from Lingmu Immortal Palace.

As for Yi Nian of the Lingyi Clan, he is one of the clones given to him by Mu He.

"I hope there will be some gains, and it will not be in vain that I have invested so much."

Holding Mu He's shoulders, the two flashed in the clouds.

In fact, this matter does not need thirty years of preparation. It is mainly for Shen Lian to deal with possible unexpected situations.

It took a lot of time to hide the existence of the innate purple light in Yi Nian's soul, and also compiled some memory scenes to deal with possible soul searches.

However, if Yi Nian can advance to the Hedao stage, it will not be so easy to search his soul.

Yi Nian is also a spiritual descendant with seven-colored eyes. Because he was born in Juntian, he has a huge gap with Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui has survived the six-nine heavenly tribulations, while Yi Nian's potential is only enough to survive the three-nine heavenly tribulations.

Yi Nian was the ancestor of a spiritual descendant tribe in Piaomiao Sea. He mainly cultivates the rules of water. At present, Shen Lian has only one small rule of protecting the tribulation with the earth attribute.

But this is not a problem. Just let Yi Nian switch to cultivating the earth attribute.

The reason why the Great Evolution Covering Heaven Secret Art is not used is mainly because the shortcomings of this art are too obvious. Shen Lian still has great expectations for Yi Nian, this clone, and maybe he can take this opportunity to enter the Immortal Palace.

Soon, Yi Nian also left the island and returned to his former tribe and hid quietly.

And he also set up a shrine, respectfully invited Cheng Hui to it, and worshipped him as a master unilaterally.

As a cultivator who inherited Cheng Hui's mantle, it is normal to find a spiritual item from Cheng Hui.

It is easy to overcome the tribulation with a spiritual item, which should be understood by the cultivators of Lingmu Immortal Palace.

…

Qianqiu Mountain.

Daozun Qianqiu is sleeping.

Outside the cave, a copper pillar like a stele flew in and stood in the cave.

At this moment, the pillar lit up with spiritual light, revealing an old man with a tall crown and long beard.

"Qianqiu, how is the investigation of Cheng Hui going?"

Qianqiu, who was awakened, had two dazed eyes, "Cheng Hui, what Cheng Hui?"

Then, his eyes suddenly widened, "Elder Wu, I will check again and again, and I will find it soon."

It suddenly remembered that Cheng Hui died before it fell asleep.

The old beast Cheng Hui died!

Hahahaha...

Then, he drank some wine out of joy and thought about sleeping first.

Seeing the old man appear again, Qianqiu realized that maybe, maybe it slept a little too long.

However, Chenghui, the old beast, died, and it slept so beautifully.

"Humph!"

Wu Jing snorted coldly. He didn't need to think to know that the little fox was lazy again.

"It seems that you are really not suitable to be the master of the Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm."

"Elder, please forgive me. Because I have a deep relationship with Taoist Chenghui, I didn't expect that Taoist Chenghui would die. I couldn't control my grief for a while, so I got drunk and accidentally fell asleep."

Qianqiu lowered his head, "Please give me another chance, elder, so that I can find out the murderer who killed Taoist Chenghui, and then deprive me of my position as the palace master."

Wu Jing looked at Qianqiu, who had a low eyebrow, and finally nodded.

"I, a dignified monk on the twelfth floor of the Immortal Palace, died unexpectedly in Juntian. When word spread, what did others think of me in the Immortal Palace?

As the master of the Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm, you just want to investigate Juntian. If you fail in your duty, I will not be able to protect you. "

"yes."

The little fox trembled.

After feeling the shadow on the gorgeous watch in front of him disappear, he suddenly jumped up and hit the soft fur below with his four hooves.

"ah……"

"Oh ho...Old beast, you are going to have this day too. You will be dead. Let me find the murderer. I will help your grandma."

"Those who have turned into ashes are dead. I'm not going to die."

The little fox kept rolling and chattering.

"Is it you, fellow Taoist Xianluo?"

"Xianluo, Xianluo!"

Then, a jar of fine wine flew out of the portable space. When the little fox opened his mouth, he sucked the fine wine from the jar into his mouth with a whoosh.

A twelfth-floor monk died in the Immortal Palace in Juntian. It is impossible not to investigate. If it cannot be found, there will definitely be other monks coming down to investigate.

After another Lingding drunkenness, the little fox's eyes kept fighting.

"No matter who kills the old beast, I will help him out.

All the old guys have bad intentions. If they are not good enough, it is like they are trying to seize other people's fortune. "

As for how to help, it's simple, just don't investigate and just wait until you are deprived of the status of palace master.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the Immortal Palace will send other monks. With these decades of buffer, I think fellow Taoist Immortal Luo will be able to hide.

At this time, Qianqiu, whose eyelids were closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"No, you can't sleep here. Go out and find a place to sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qianqiu swung out of the cave and told her elders that she was going out to look for clues.

…

On this day, outside Juntian City.

Mixuzi, who transformed into Pei Tianlan again, returned after a long and dusty journey.

After entering Juntian Pavilion, the elders and disciples in the pavilion were immediately shocked. After all, 'Senior Brother Pei' had disappeared for too long.

The last time his reputation spread, he was in the Fuguang Immortal Sect, carrying dozens of Void Refining Dzogchen cultivators alone and grabbing the Fuguang Spiritual Serum.

But since then, there has been no movement at all.

As soon as Pei Tianlan returned to the sect, he was called by the great elder and asked about his experience during this period in detail, but Pei Tianlan was able to talk him out easily.

The moment Mixunzi became Pei Tianlan, Shen Lian became Mixunzi.

From Yunxiao to the fairy world, there is no Taoist named Shen Lian.

It was all done by the descendants of fairy spirits. It has nothing to do with my surname Shen.

After decades, Lingmu Immortal Palace did not come to look for Yi Ben, which surprised Shen Lian.

After all, considering the strength of Lingmu Immortal Palace, if you want to investigate something in Juntian Realm, it is simply a matter of moving your fingers.

The fact that there had been no movement was beneficial to him.

Yi Ben had changed his practice rules during this period and was able to trigger the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation.

Piaomiaohai, in a remote corner.

The terrifying calamity cloud dissipated little by little, and a khaki-colored spiritual essence fell from the sky and fell into the depths of the surging water.

In the large crack under the water, Yi Ben's aura surged rapidly after receiving the earth-attribute spiritual essence.

Farther away in the water, Shen Lian quietly watched as Shen Lian, who successfully overcame the tribulation, quietly passed away.

Yi Beng's advanced Hedao, coupled with his previous arrangements, was enough to deal with the investigation of the monks sent by Lingmu Immortal Palace.

…

More than forty years later.

Outside Juntian Cave.

There were strong winds and heavy rain, and the turbid air filled the sky.

The black hole that cracked open on the Star Sea Forbidden Sea continuously rolled out billowing pure and turbid air. When two different energies collided, terrifying energy would explode.

In the strong wind, a golden sword lotus swayed.

At this moment, a green spiritual tree fell from the black hole in the strong wind, and then grew rapidly, freezing the swaying void in all directions.

Among the swaying golden sword lotus, Juntian Pavilion Master suddenly stood up and looked towards the spirit tree.

A moment later, a thin figure slid down from the huge roots of the spiritual tree. It was intertwined with a multicolored halo, and the rules of gold and wood turned into two bright spiritual flowers.

"Twelfth floor!"

Suddenly, the master of Juntian Pavilion was shocked.

It has been a long time since the Haotian Realm had the Twelfth Floor Shocking Monk Lower Realm.

After the thin figure fell, the pupils of a pair of eyes slowly turned, and the Master of Juntian Pavilion came into view.

"I met fellow Taoist."

The master of Juntian Pavilion made a sword bow.

"Um."

Jin Zhuo nodded calmly.

"It turns out that the Juntian Pavilion Daoist who is stationed here, Jin Zhuo, has come down this time to take over as the master of the Juntian Realm Lingmu Immortal Palace."

Juntian Pavilion Master reacted quickly.

Lingmu Immortal Palace divides the Three Realms and Nine Heavens into more than a dozen areas, with monks stationed in each area.

In the regional planning of Lingmu Immortal Palace, although the Juntianjie area is the largest, it is the least profitable and the least popular.

So much so that the Juntian Realm area is only a part of the Haotian Realm sub-rudder.

This is also the reason why all the previous owners of the Juntian Realm Lingmu Immortal Palace were Taoist monks, and no one was willing to come.

Because of this, Juntian Pavilion Master couldn't help but wonder, what could have happened that caused Lingmu Immortal Palace to send a twelfth-floor monk to take charge.

The most famous thing in Juntian is that there are two more small rule-combined monks.

Before the master of Juntian Pavilion could speak again, he saw the monk in front of him turned into a golden light and disappeared at the location of the turbid air hole.

The master of Juntian Pavilion changed his expression, and then recovered and sat on the sword lotus.

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Qianqiu Mountain.

In the largest and most majestic hall, Daozun Qianqiu came back from outside in a dusty manner. When he entered the hall, he saw Jin Zhuo sitting in the most important seat.

This is the place for discussing things, but since Qianqiu became the palace master, he has been sleeping almost all the time and has not come to this hall many times.

"Fellow Daoist Qianqiu, I am here to take over your place on the orders of Elder Wu. You don't need to intervene in the following matters."

After seeing Qianqiu coming, Jin Zhuo said calmly, "Pass my order, collect all the information collected from various regions of Juntian Realm. Anyone who conceals it will be killed."

Seeing that Jin Zhuo didn't look at him anymore, Qianqiu turned around and left, "What's so great about a second-level twelfth-floor realm?"

All the way back to his bedroom, Qianqiu lay on the soft leather mattress and squinted his eyes.

"Let's sleep first, there's no rush to go back."

It has a clear understanding of its position. It doesn't need to do anything. As long as it is the same as before, there will be no problem.

Anyway, it will sleep when it goes back, so why not sleep here for a while.

Jin Zhuo's mind swept across Qianqiu Mountain and sensed Qianqiu who was sleeping soundly. His expression didn't change.

He also knew this little fox. If he really wanted to mess with him, he really couldn't do anything about it. Sleeping like this was just like the rumors.

With a powerful palace master, the operation of Lingmu Immortal Palace has naturally become faster.

When the little fox was in power, everyone lived a good life, but now everyone has become trembling with fear.

Soon, the appearance of the seven-colored blood soul in the Misty Sea was separated from countless information by Jin Zhuo.

A few years later.

Misty Sea.

Yi Nian's cave has become quite large, and Chenghui's ranking is more exquisite. There are also three animals on it, and the fragrance is faint.

One day, Yi Nian was practicing the sedimentation realm.

Suddenly, a vast breath of pressure descended, waking him up from his practice. In an instant, he felt that he was imprisoned, and his eyes showed fear.

"Senior..."

Then, Yi Nian exclaimed, "Junior is the disciple of Master Chenghui."

The pressure did not dissipate, but the stone walls separating the rooms in the cave suddenly turned into powder, directly revealing the place where Chenghui's ranking was worshipped.

"Are you Cheng Hui's disciple?"

A cold laugh sounded in the cave.

"Yes, yes."

"Senior, please understand. Senior Cheng Hui was seriously injured. Before he died, he was unwilling to give up his cultivation, so he passed on his legacy."

Yi Nian hurriedly spoke, but was responded with a sneer.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Yi Nian felt that the sea of ​​​​mind was surging, and his soul seemed to be cut by countless knives, and he almost fell into a coma.

...

After an incense stick.

Yi Nian rolled in pain in the cave.

Jin Zhuo's figure appeared, looked at Cheng Hui's ranking, and showed a cold smile.

Cheng Hui, Cheng Hui, you have come to this day, you have capsized in the gutter, and you were actually controlled by a junior.

According to the information he obtained, when Cheng Hui's blood soul appeared, many cultivators sensed the appearance of the calamity.

This means that Cheng Hui is very likely to want to seize the body, but he didn't expect to be killed in advance, so that the body seizure calamity was not triggered.

The spiritual race in front of him was also scheming. They actually put Cheng Hui in the position of the master, trying to deceive him.

Unfortunately, this little trick was too naive in front of him.

"Senior, you are wise. I am protecting myself. I have no intention of harming Senior Cheng Hui."

As he said that, Yi Nian took out a storage magic treasure and handed it to Jin Zhuo tremblingly.

"Senior, the things are all here. I just took an earth-attributed spiritual object to protect the calamity. I didn't dare to touch a single spiritual crystal."

"I am willing to serve you..."

Jin Zhuo's mind was immersed in it, and he saw that there were more than a dozen seventh-level spiritual medicines, spiritual crystals piled up into a small mountain, two broken spiritual treasures, and more than 300 volumes of secret techniques and handwritten notes.

"Junior really didn't dare to touch a single spiritual crystal."

After checking the storage magic treasure, Jin Zhuo put it away and looked at Yi Nian lying on the ground.

"You are so lucky that you broke through the Hedao realm with this."

It is just an earth-attributed spiritual object that protects against disasters. It is very precious in Juntian realm, but it is nothing in Haotian realm.

He had just read the memory of this cultivator and knew the whole cause and effect of the incident. Cheng Hui failed to chase the descendants of Xianluo, and after being seriously injured, he wanted to occupy the nest of the magpie, but was killed instead.

A dignified fourth-turn twelfth-realm cultivator actually died at the hands of a junior who was still in the Lianxu realm, and even helped the junior's opportunity.

If there was no Cheng Hui, in the environment of Juntian realm, this junior in front of him would never have the opportunity to achieve Hedao in his lifetime.

"I am willing to serve you."

Yi Nian struggled to get up and bowed.

"You are smart. Cheng Hui is my immortal palace cultivator after all. You killed him and broke through Hedao with this."

Jin Zhuo's eyes turned. When he searched his soul just now, he found the panic in this cultivator's heart, so that after breaking through Hedao, he did not dare to publicize it.

This is a good handle.

"Follow me in the future."

"Yes, yes." Yi Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

"May I ask your honorific title?"

"I am Jin Zhuo, the new Palace Master of Lingmu Fairy Palace in Juntian Realm."

...

"It's done."

In the Void Star Sea, Shen Lian's eyes lit up as he was on his way.

It was worth the price he paid. He sent back all the spoils in Cheng Hui's hands, except for the Seven-Colored Abyss Spring, and some seventh-level spiritual medicines and spiritual crystals.

A living Hedao thug is indeed more valuable than a dead one.

As for Cheng Hui, he was dead, and most of the spoils on him fell into Jin Zhuo's hands. Could it be that Jin Zhuo could report them without missing a single thing?

The memories that Jin Zhuo had looted from the sea of ​​divine thoughts released by Yi Nian were all received by Shen Lian.

As he expected, Lingmu Palace did not send out a 12th floor cultivator who was above the fifth level. The rules of the third level soul path were combined with the rules of the third level reincarnation. It was a simple matter to change some small memories, and there was no trace of change at all.

Lingmu Palace was the most well-informed, and following the Palace Master of the Palace allowed him to grasp the first-hand information.

Yi Nian followed Jin Zhuo back to Qianqiu Mountain, a place that was renamed because of the little fox. Jin Zhuo did not care about the name.

After returning to Qianqiu Mountain, Jin Zhuo woke up the little fox again and asked Cheng Hui in detail about what he did in Juntian.

After all, a dignified 12th floor cultivator of the fourth level went down to Juntian and did not go back, and then died here. It would be strange if there was nothing wrong.

Cheng Hui's pursuit of the descendants of Xianluo was not a secret.

After all, many cultivators were chasing after the descendants of Gu Xianluo in the turbid world. Although the matter was over, Cheng Hui did not go back, but still wandered around in Juntian Realm, and even used the Big Dipper Lamp.

Jin Zhuo quickly got the news from the little fox, and verified it with the memories he had looted from Yi Nian.

Finally, it was confirmed that Cheng Hui was beaten by Xianluo into a remnant soul and escaped.

In the remnant soul state, he couldn't even beat a perfect Lianxu, which shows the horror of Xianluo cultivator.

In the hall, Jin Zhuo sat high on the main seat, and the elders under him were all terrified, and they lowered their heads and dared not say much.

"Go down."

The palace master of Lingmu Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm has always been a Taoist cultivator. How could he, a twelfth-floor cultivator in the second transformation realm, leave a good cultivation environment and run down to suffer.

Xianluo cultivator was actually the purpose of his coming down.

Of course, his strength was not even as good as Cheng Hui, so it was impossible for him to plan for himself, but for Tianshi Daozun.

Tianshi Daozun was a peak twelfth-floor cultivator at the twelfth level of the realm, and controlled the Lingmu Xiangong branches and envoys in all areas of the Lower Haotian Realm and the Upper Juntian Realm.

However, the division of regions by the Xiangong was not based on the size of the territory, but on the level of cultivation in the area.

Lower Haotian and Upper Juntian were combined into one branch, and within the middle Haotian realm, there were several branches of the Lingmu Xiangong.

Any branch was stronger than the branch where Jin Zhuo was.

Chenghui had no idea that he had violated Tianshi Daozun's taboo by not going back for a long time. Who could not see his thoughts?

However, Jin Zhuo was also afraid of the Xianluo cultivator who could kill Chenghui, so he could only collect relevant information, report it, and obey Tianshi Daozun's orders.

...

Void Star Sea.

Shen Lian was walking quickly, like a traveling merchant, silently taking those who were greedy for his body into his net.

Now, his horizons are not only the Void Star Sea, but also the major regions of Juntian Realm, even the turbid air realm of Lower Juntian, which are within his fishing range.

The days passed by little by little.

Every time Shen Lian collected enough substitutes, he would choose a suitable place in Zhongjuntian Realm and push a clone to trigger the heavenly tribulation of the Dao.

The places chosen by the clones for the heavenly tribulation are all uninhabited places, and the small rules of the Dao cannot touch the strings of the rules at all, so it has been stable over the years.

The clones after the tribulation are also hidden very secretly, and they pretend to be like ordinary cultivators.

After thousands of years, in the Tianxiang Holy Sect, Deshan gradually showed the boredom of not being able to continue practicing, and his heart became more and more depressed.

Seeing this, the chess piece Little Crocodile, who had been communicating with Deshan for a long time, finally revealed its feet.

He began to encourage Deshan to build a Dao fetus, and taught him a method of "Void Spiritual Machine Transformation".

Before, Shen Lian suspected that this little crocodile collected the blood and soul aura of cultivators from all sides in order to hide himself from him.

Unexpectedly, it was to build a Dao fetus.

This method collects the blood and energy of all spirits into one, which is to simply integrate the strengths of hundreds of schools into one furnace.

What does a weapon spirit want to build a Dao fetus for? Could it be that he wants to reincarnate?

Sure enough, the Taoist friends in the fairy world are not easy to deal with.

If Shen Lian hadn't known what this little crocodile did in advance, he might have really thought that the little crocodile was giving advice sincerely.

However, collecting the aura of cultivators from all sides, in addition to building a Dao fetus, can also be used as a lead to confuse others.

In this case, Shen Lian did not let Deshan expose it.

Deshan had no reason to expose it. Building a Dao fetus may break the shackles of the small rules and Dao, and reincarnate back to become a cultivator of the big rules and Dao.

This kind of fate not only cannot be doubted, but also requires extreme enthusiasm.

As for clones, they also need to have some careers. Maybe one day in the future, they can help the original body.

…

In Zhongjuntian, within the vast turbid air, the breath of the heavenly tribulation dissipated.

A strange snake with dragon horns on its head opened its mouth and sucked the wood-attributed spiritual essence in the sky into its stomach. Then its body was lit up with dazzling green light, and the wood-attributed rules evolved into a green field.

"The clone prisoner snake, born in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cemetery, ranked seventeenth."

Looking at the figure after the tribulation, Shen Lian's figure flashed and disappeared in the vast world.

Every time it appeared, there would be a heavenly tribulation.

"The clone Nuo Demon, born in the Evil Cloud Valley, ranked nineteenth."

…

"The clone Yang Tianji, born in the Xianyang Xianzong, ranked twenty-first."

…

"The clone Ling Yunxi, born in the Shenmu Xianzong..."

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Just like this, busy and busy, thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

Shen Lian was also very fulfilled, and placed his clones in various places in the upper, middle and lower Juntian.