Chapter 203 Traveling thousands of miles to the Butian Sect to find the opportunity to cast a Taoist body! (4K4 big chapter, please subscribe!)

After Ji Qiu consulted with Zhang Zihou, he learned that it was difficult to enter the Wenwen Road and it was almost impossible to achieve success, but he was not discouraged.

Because of him, there are other ways to continue to pursue, especially the way of refining qi and cultivating immortality.

So, he just stayed in Prince E's Mansion for a few days before continuing his journey to the south.

Find the real opportunity!

The time is in the ninth month, and the sequence belongs to the third autumn.

Ji Qiu took Ao Jing all the way from the six prefectures and six prefectures suppressed by the E Palace, crossed the Huaihe River, and entered Nanyan.

There are many hermits in the deep mountains and swamps. Although evil ways are rampant in this world, most of them practice side-sects.

However, the inheritance of true cultivation from more than a hundred years ago has not been completely cut off.

For example, this is the case with the unattractive mountain range that Ji Qiu is visiting now.

The memories of Yue Wushuang's life experience during the simulation were clearly imprinted in Ji Qiu's heart.

Although this place seems to have ordinary spiritual energy, it is no different from other places. Even Taoist monks would not choose this place as a dojo.

However, more than a hundred years ago, the Tianqing War had not yet begun.

The Taoist sect hidden within it is now famous all over the world.

Huaizhou, South Shaoshan.

The young Taoist took the dragon girl beside him to the foot of the hill.

The cold wind blows into this place.

"BuTian Sect"

Feeling that the mountain was lifeless and without any spiritual energy fluctuations, Ji Qiu paused for a moment.

After all, it was a big sect with a profound foundation.

Even if it has declined to this point, with only three or two big cats and kittens left, it can still use extraordinary means to hide the fluctuations of spiritual practice and spiritual energy.

With such a method, if you don't encounter an alchemy realm master, it is estimated that ordinary Taoist monks, even if they are only in the fake alchemy realm, will not be able to do anything with it.

"What are we doing here?"

"You are the young prince of Prince E's palace. There are so many delicious things in the palace. Why don't you stay for a few more days and then rush all the way to this wilderness without stopping?"

Ao Jing followed Ji Qiu. Before he could enjoy the good days in Prince E's palace for a few days, he was taken directly to this barren mountain by Ji Qiu.

At this time, there was a bit of reluctance in her tone, and a bit of doubt.

After hearing this, Ji Qiu just smiled:

"Don't forget that this place is deserted and has low spiritual energy."

"But in fact, there is a hidden mystery in it."

"Let's go, follow me up the mountain."

"Let me take you to see what the great sect has become now that the years have passed and the world has changed."

After saying that, Ji Qiu raised his steps, walking in the breeze, taking one step ten feet at a time.

Although Ao Jing was confused, he didn't say much.

Immediately afterwards, one person and one dragon went up to Nanshao Mountain.

And on the mountain.

There are many peaks and mountains, hidden among the pavilions and Taoist palaces in the mist.

In the main hall, an old figure, with withered energy and blood, and white hair and beard, seemed to be dying at any time, but he opened his eyes while sitting cross-legged in meditation.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he looked through the wall barrier at Ji Qiu and Ao Jing, who were quickly approaching the covering formation, and his throat suddenly rolled.

Immediately, the hoarse and old voice turned into a sound transmission technique and fell into the ears of a disciple practicing swordsman from the outside:

"There are cultivators coming outside."

"Miaomiao, go."

"Go and kill these two people who came through the air, please leave."

"The last remaining array of our Butian Sect is located in Nanshao Mountain. This place must not be known to outsiders!"

"If these two people want to set foot on the main peak of my Tian Mending Sect, remember not to let them in!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took a deep breath and felt really uneasy.

Nanshao Mountain has no spiritual energy, no terrain, and is in a remote place. It is surrounded by hundreds of miles. Not to mention practitioners, not even a few warriors who have refined their qi and blood can be seen.

Feng Xu Yufeng

This is the foundation of Qi Refining or the symbol of King Kong of Martial Arts!

Just like that, they rushed straight towards the mountain gate where their Butian Sect was hidden in the formation.

I'm afraid, the person who comes here is not good.

Outside the hall, when the old leader of the Butian Sect, who is currently the only remaining leader, was heard speaking, the girl with a magic sword and strong magic power fluctuations in her body stopped her movements and couldn't help but look outside.

Mana pours into the eyes.

Sure enough, she could see it at a glance. There were two figures flying in the air, getting closer and closer to their Tian Mending Sect's station.

After seeing this, the girl named Lu Miaomiao couldn't help but panic. She turned back and glanced worriedly at the palace, then calmed down and answered:

"Master, please rest assured, Miaomiao understands."

After saying that, she put away the magic sword in her hand, stopped teaching the disciples, and ran quickly towards the small mountain gate, which was the edge covered by the Butian Sect's formation.

Only the original Heaven-Building Sect was left, and in recent years, they had secretly moved around various places and recruited some young disciples with spiritual bodies, who looked at each other with a look of worry on their faces.

The history of the Butian Sect can be accepted as a disciple, and these disciples naturally know it.

Moreover, after visiting the entire sect several times, there are only about twenty disciples with magical powers. The size of the sect is already extremely small.

These disciples have a very strong sense of belonging to the sect after careful selection, and they can be said to share weal and woe.

Therefore, if trouble occurs in the sect, and it may affect their own lives, they have no reason to ignore it.

Inside the main hall.

"Old leader, why do I feel like these people from the outside world are sent just for us?"

"In the past, it is true that no one has come up to Nanshao Mountain, but no matter whether they have cultivation skills or not, no one has such a clear goal."

Outside, some older disciples hurriedly walked into the pavilion and spoke to the old leader who was still sitting cross-legged and meditating without moving, with a hint of worry in his tone.

As for the old leader of the Butian Sect, after hearing this, he pursed his lips and said:

"No matter where it comes from, I still want to discourage it first and then say anything else."

"If the person who comes is not good."

"Even if I fail to live up to the expectations of my senior teacher and fail to form a golden elixir, I will burn my rotten body and serve the sect to the end!"

"If we can only fight each other at that time, you can follow Miaomiao and flee in all directions."

"After all, no matter when the time comes, the inheritance of my Butian Sect cannot be cut off!"

Ren Kurong was silent for a long time, and his tone was decisive.

The Butian Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, with the emergence of the True Lord of Outer Realm Dharma, and it continues for several generations, and there are many powerful people in the golden elixir.

It was supposed to continue to be glorious, but who would have expected that it would be worse than the previous generation. In addition, the evil spirits directly attacked the mountain gate back then. Even though the two real men in the gate fought desperately, they were ultimately outnumbered.

In the end, Ren Kurong, who carried the fundamental inheritance of his sect, avoided being chased for thousands of miles and remained anonymous to this day. Although he saved a little bit of the sect's incense, he still dared not show up in the world.

I'm just afraid that my former enemies will come looking for me.

When the time comes, how can he, a rotten Taoist who is about to fall, be the real opponent of the Dan Realm who has a lifespan of 800 years and has all-powerful means?!

Having made a decision in his heart, Ren Kurong took a deep breath and used the fortune-telling method, one of the secret techniques of mending the sky, to calculate how much harm the outsiders would bring to his Heaven-Mending Sect.

The secret technique of mending the sky can measure fortune, observe the secrets of heaven, understand changes in fortune, and cultivate to a profound level. It is even said to be able to glimpse a corner of destiny, even for immortals!

But when it was actually passed into the hands of the Butian Sect, it only got one or two points.

After all, if it was really so miraculous, how could the Butian Sect have fallen to where it is now?

But even if you can't reach that state of being able to see through the sky and the earth, you can still take a peek at the bad and bad times.

It is precisely by relying on this hand that Ren Kurong has been able to survive for hundreds of years. Even now, he is still under heavy murderous intentions to protect the Dao lineage from complete decline.

However, even if the means are extraordinary, looking at it all the way, it is quite difficult for the old leader to keep the inheritance alive.

Just when he was calculating.

Ji Qiu brought Ao Jing to the edge of the Butian Sect's formation.

Looking at the empty area in front of him, where no energy emerged, the Taoist in white stretched out his hand the next moment.

Buzzing~~
To be continued...