Chapter 939 Meeting Master Qingyun Again

Jiang Ding concealed his figure and lurked patiently near the Liudao Sect. His consciousness was divided into hundreds of thousands of extremely fine strands, and he gradually explored each formation node, the flow of earth veins, and the connection degree between the formation and the Yin-Yang Yuanci Mountain.

This is a formation-breaking technique from the Immortal Sect.

He was confident that even if there was a fifth-level formation mage and a god-transforming monk inside, he would still be able to escape if he failed to break the formation, so he came here.

"Yin Yang Yuanci Jueling Mountain... this place was called this in ancient times, right?"

Jiang Ding thought for a while.

The moment his subtle consciousness was revealed, the ten thousand-foot high peak seemed to shake slightly.

This mountain has a spirit.

It is not the kind of earth god, but a kind of spirituality born spontaneously in famous mountains and rivers under the high spiritual environment.

This mountain peak has been sealed by the founder of the Six Paths Sect for tens of thousands of years, and the power of Yuanci cannot bloom. It wants to escape from the trap and bloom in the world again, freely spreading the divine light of Yuanci and shining in all directions.

Now, relying on instinct, it has discovered something that makes it feel familiar, just like seeing the same kind, sending out subtle emotions of joy, and the spiritual instinct of the mountain is attracted.

But that's about it.

The spirituality of the mountain is too small, it is not a living thing, and it cannot do anything.

Jiang Ding continued to use his subtle spiritual consciousness to explore everything in the Six Paths Sect, especially the monks. This was related to his own safety, and he could not believe all the information from True Lord Bingfeng.

If there is a god-transformation monk sitting in charge, such as Wanzhu Tianjun, the central ancestor of the Beiyuan family, who is practicing here and not in the Guishan Tie family, then he will not break the formation.

Go back to Guishan Tie's house.

"The concentration of spiritual energy here exceeds the fourth level of the best, but does not reach the fifth level. It is considered a quasi-fifth level spiritual vein..."

Jiang Ding's subtle spiritual consciousness explored bit by bit, sweeping through the Six Paths Sect's mountain gate, and used the obtained data to quickly calculate in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his heart suddenly felt at ease.

"There is no fifth-level spiritual vein."

"Yes, from this point of view, the possibility of Ten Thousand Spiders practicing here is extremely small."

this is normal.

Spiritual veins, in the eyes of ordinary immortal cultivators, are the mighty power of heaven and earth, lasting forever, and the birth and death of countless generations of immortal cultivators will not affect them at all.

In the eyes of the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord, spiritual veins can be pulled and changed.

In the era of the founder of the Six Paths Sect, there may have been fifth-level spiritual veins here, but now they have been led to another place by the Heavenly Lord of later generations, gathering the spiritual veins of the entire Beiyuan to support themselves.

This is not surprising. When Jiang Ding is able to suppress the entire Beiyuan in the future, he will do the same.

Moreover, his efficiency will be higher than that of Ten Thousand Spiders.

"There are quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators of the Six Paths Sect... Thirteen of them. One of them is at the peak of the Nascent Soul. He is a shriveled and thin old man. This man should be the Nascent Soul cultivator who is the strongest in the Beiyuan family's magic, the Six-Finger True Monarch."

"This guy actually has six fingers..."

Jiang Ding's subtle spiritual awareness bit by bit probed all the monks in the Six Paths Sect, even the Qi-training and foundation-building monks, and tried his best to rule out the possibility of the Shen Transformation monk hiding.

Don't let a man who sweeps the floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion suddenly pop up while he is attacking the formation and turn into an old monster to secretly attack him. This would be dangerous.

"This possibility is very small. The Beiyuan family is nothing but a bunch of fish. They deserve to have such a strong person who is not moved by fame and fortune."

"No matter what, it is possible to come to a sect with a strong atmosphere of Buddhism and Taoism."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, without any carelessness, and his subtle consciousness swept over every place one by one.

"Huh?"

"Why does this Qi Practitioner look familiar?"

Jiang Ding was stunned.

This is a square-faced man in his thirties, with an eighth level of Qi cultivation. Judging from his clothing and waistband, he should be a direct descendant of the Yin family. This is not surprising, as there are direct descendants of the Yin family everywhere in the Six Paths Sect.

"He is a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul."

"The breath is a bit familiar..."

Jiang Ding pondered.

This person was one of the thirteen Nascent Soul Lords of the Six Paths Sect whom he had detected. The concealment spell was of no use to him, but he did not expect that this Nascent Soul monk was disguised as a Qi Practicing monk, which was outrageous.

…

At the same time, inside the cave of the square-faced man.

"Boy Han, how long will it take?"

The square-faced man was practicing cross-legged, and everything was as usual, but an old voice came from his mind, angrily scolding: "Can you stop being like this, rushing forward when you see a dangerous spot, rushing forward when you see a dangerous spot?"

"This time, let's just run into the mountain gate of Huashen Sect!"

"If you want to die, can you please don't take me with you!"

The old voice wanted to cry.

"Senior, this is not because I naturally want to seek death."

The square-faced man practiced as usual, and said helplessly in his mind: "My qualifications are low, and I have been practicing so far that there are too many bottlenecks. It's like one bottleneck every step of the way!"

"Now, I have been trapped by the bottleneck of the early Nascent Soul for more than a hundred years!"

"If I don't get another chance, I will be trapped in the early stage of Yuanying for the rest of my life, and I will end up like many fellow cultivators who have been promoted to Yuanying."

"I must get the Six Daos Sect's magnetic spirit liquid!"

Han Lin said firmly.

This kind of thing is very common among casual cultivators of Yuanying.

The inheritance of casual cultivators is incomplete, and there is no one to guide them. A spiritual stone is broken into two halves, and the practice is inconsistent. From time to time, people are being chased and killed, and there is no peace of mind.

In this case, it is extremely lucky to become a Nascent Soul cultivator. There is no need to talk about the foundation and so on.

"also,"

Han Lin shook his head: "As promised, I have found you a body with Tianlinggen. You are unwilling to do so, and I have no choice but to do so."

"This...there are some reasons..."

The old voice was speechless and stopped complaining.

"you are here?"

"What a coincidence."

At this time, a voice suddenly appeared.

"who?"

Han Lin was horrified in his heart, but his face did not change at all, showing confusion and fear. He looked left and right, looking like an eighth-level Qi practitioner who didn't understand anything.

"..."

Thousands of miles away, Jiang Ding was speechless.

"Han Lin,"

"There is a deal. Think about it. It is risky, but the reward is rich."

Jiang Ding paused: "Place nine sword talismans for me in these places, at these positions in this picture. The positions should be precise.

There is really no other way. You can just put them nearby. These talismans can hide themselves. You don't have to worry about anything, just put them down. "

Through his subtle consciousness, he sent a map.

"senior,"

"No matter who you are, I will never betray the family!"

Han Lin refused flatly, spoke righteously, and swore to the sky: "I, Yin Tianxiu, am loyal to my family. If there is any betrayal, I will be punished by heaven and earth, and I will never be reincarnated!"

"It is absolutely impossible to betray the family!"

He emphasized again.

"..."

Jiang Ding was stunned.

"Stop barking."

"It's true, no one is pretending."

The old voice sounded again: "I have said before that the "Soul Changing and Bone Changing Technique" that you came across by chance is nothing in front of the god-transforming monks. It is a weak technique that can be seen through at a glance. You are lucky enough to go there. Deadly."

"However, you are really lucky. You are not dead so far. I admire you for this."

"Become a god?"

Han Lin's breath was suffocated, and his mind went blank.