Zhuo Yifan thought for a while and decided to wait and see what Dongfang Haotian could do. When they met again this time, he always felt that there was something strange about this person.
Especially these four people, Yuan Tian Yuan Di, always give Zhuo Yifan a very strange feeling, and that feeling is a bit familiar.
After returning to the Xianling Sect, the lively scene in front of the Xianling Sect was no longer as lively as before. Most people were practicing, which seemed a bit deserted.
Li Mo Li walked out and looked at Zhuo Yifan with a worried look on his face. He already knew the story of the war from Zhuo Yifan's mouth.
Dongfang Haotian's strength has now greatly increased, and there are tens of thousands of monks following him. The Xianling Sect can no longer develop.
This is the remaining monk power in the entire Tianju planet.
However, the power of the Xianling Sect should not be underestimated. After all, with the accumulation of resources during this period and the guidance of several masters, the strength of these disciples has improved very quickly, and some people have broken through the realm almost every day.
There is not much difference between the masters on both sides. Although they have fewer disciples, they have higher qualifications, so they are evenly matched.
It would be difficult for Zhuo Yifan to dominate Jupiter.
However, there was no trace of worry on Zhuo Yifan's face, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Xiaofan, what are you going to do next?" Li Li was actually worried that Zhuo Yifan would get angry and start a war with Dongfang Haotian.
Although Dongfang Haotian is hateful, these monks are the only remaining strength of Tianju. Li Qi really can't bear to see them wasted in the civil war.
"Master, don't worry. Dongfang Haotian is nothing to worry about. The forces behind him are what are worth fearing. When I find out his details, he will die." Zhuo Yifan said confidently.
Li Qiye smiled bitterly and said: "I believe you can do it, but the current situation is not optimistic!"
"No matter how difficult the stage is, we have overcome it. This small difficulty will never become a stumbling block to our development." Zhuo Yifan said disapprovingly: "Don't let everyone go out recently, practice behind closed doors, Dongfang Hao
Let God grab as much territory as he wants."
He laughed secretly in his heart, after all, he was just helping me make my wedding dress.
Li Qiye sighed and had no choice but to give up.
Anyway, the sect now has a lot of things to deal with. The disciples have achieved the purpose of training, and now it is time for a stable period.
Zhuo Yifan came to the forbidden area of the Houshan Sect.
Here, he hasn't been in since he last went out.
Firstly, this is a secret of the sect and cannot be easily known to outsiders. Secondly, there is no need to go in. The resources inside are nothing compared to his current worth. The only thing that is useful to Zhuo Yifan is
, it was Mo Chen’s distraction.
Zhuo Yifan entered the forbidden area, took a single step, directly crossed the eighth-level formation, and came to the altar.
"Master Patriarch, are you still here?" Zhuo Yifan said loudly.
"Of course I am. Where else can I go but here?"
Mo Chen's voice sounded, and a figure appeared in front of Zhuo Yifan. He looked at Zhuo Yifan in surprise: "Yifan, your strength has actually increased to the middle of the Mahayana stage?"
Zhuo Yifan curled his lips and said, "What's so strange about this."
"Why is it not surprising? You are a five-element spirit body and a legal body! With such a physique, it is very difficult to improve even a small level. You have actually improved several levels in a short period of time. How can others survive?" Mo Chen said.
In front of Zhuo Yifan, he no longer deliberately maintained that superior posture.
Zhuo Yifan's consciousness swept across Mo Chen again, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Master Patriarch, what state were you in before your ascension! Why can't I still see through it now?"
Mo Chen chuckled and said: "Realm is not important. I have only made achievements in the way of divination, not in other aspects. Xiaofan, you are the real genius! What's going on when you come in this time?"
Zhuo Yifan recounted his recent experience.
Even though Mo Chen was such a calm person, he was completely stunned after hearing Zhuo Yifan's experience.
Of course, Zhuo Yifan still chose to keep secrets about the magical encounters underground and the secrets related to the giant coffin and the rules of the Three Immortals.
Even so, his experience also shocked Mo Chen, the Patriarch who was accustomed to the world.
His divination skills did not predict that Zhuo Yifan would be so powerful. It seems that if Zhuo Yifan ascends to the fairy world in the future, he might really be able to help the subject solve his troubles.
Zhuo Yifan asked: "Master, have you ever encountered this kind of situation among the Yuan brothers before?"
This is the real reason why Zhuo Yifan came in to find Mo Chen.
This Mo Chen is not the real Mo Chen, it is just a spiritual thought left behind by Mo Chen before he ascended. It exists relying on the energy provided by the Wood Spirit Crystal, and all it has are some memories of the original body before it ascended.
Mo Chen frowned and said: "According to what you said, these people are definitely not monks from Tianju, but they are not like demon monks either. This is somewhat similar to my impression of a terrifying race."
Zhuo Yifan was shocked: "What race? Grandmaster, have you really seen this kind of people before?"
"Strictly speaking, they are not members of this magical race, but just tools." Mo Chen said.
Zhuo Yifan looked at Mo Chen in surprise, a little unbelievable: "You just said utensils? Are they not human beings?"
"Yes, they are indeed not human beings, but a kind of puppet warrior, but their methods are more sophisticated, and ordinary people cannot tell them apart at all."
"No wonder their voices are so weird. It turns out they are controlled by Dongfang Haotian. So, they are similar to corpse slaves?" Zhuo Yifan suddenly realized.
"The materials needed for puppet warriors are more complex. Just like refining weapons, corpse slaves are only the most primitive method. They only require the corpse of a master, and the realm of the master during his lifetime will also affect the strength of the corpse slave."
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved: "But it must not be easy to refine such a puppet, right?"
"Of course it's not easy. Apart from that mysterious race, I really can't think of anyone else who can refine a puppet warrior of this level." There was a hint of worry in Mo Chen's eyes.
Zhuo Yifan asked: "What kind of race is this? It doesn't even dare to provoke you, the founder of the state?"
"It's not that I don't dare, it's that I can't afford to provoke them!" Mo Chen said with a bitter smile: "This is a mysterious race. They roam in the starry sky and are very powerful. Even the powerful people in the fairy world and the devil are not willing to conflict with them.
What they are most proud of is not their spells and combat skills, but their puppet warriors."
Mo Chen also seemed to recall the power of these puppet warriors, showing a hint of helplessness, and continued: "This race is called the Qianji Clan. What they are best at is refining weapons and puppet warriors. The puppet warriors are refined by ordinary monks.
At most they are in the Tribulation Stage, but the puppet warriors they refined are no lower than the Mahayana stage, and they are extremely flexible, almost no different from real people."
"What's more important is that these puppet warriors not only have strong combat power, but their masters can also project spiritual thoughts on them, and even transfer their souls to save their lives at critical moments. So for a true Qianji tribesman, you will never