Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared in the steep mountains where the place of San Guang was located, and looked at the mountains covered by the dense forest with cold eyes, as well as the many dangers lurking in the deep and dense forests.
Gou Deshi and Tong Qingzhu are familiar with the situation here, and only they know how to find human traces.
"Senior Yuwen, are we going to take down the main altar of the Blood Soul Sect now? There are two weak guardians, plus dozens of low-level guards. Their strength is much worse than ours. If we make a surprise attack
If you do, you can even win this main altar without paying much price." Goudeshi looked at the jungle under the mountain, a passage leading to the depths of the mountain, licking his dry lips, and said grimly.
Walking down this passage, you will find the main altar of the Blood Soul Sect. His eyes were filled with awe, hope, and bloody madness.
Gou Deshi was originally a casual cultivator from a small country in Dongyang Cultivation World. He suffered a lot of bullying. He always hoped that one day he would be able to do something big.
But he doesn't have enough strength. In the Blood Soul Sect, he is just a little guy, and others won't even look at him seriously.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's strength is unfathomable to him. Only by following Yuwen Zhouyuan can he realize his ambition.
After Gou Deshi realized this, he followed Yuwen Zhouyuan wholeheartedly, thinking of doing great things in a place where he had nothing to do.
Along the way, he has been thinking about what is the big thing. In the end, after thinking about it, the biggest thing is undoubtedly to establish a sect, raise a big banner, and dominate the place where there is no care.
Gou Deshi unexpectedly had a sudden idea to take over the Blood Soul Sect's home base and occupy it. Senior Yu Wen would be the leader of the sect, and he would be the great elder of the sect, one person below ten thousand people.
After this idea came up, he was out of control. On the road, Gou Deshi kept thinking of ways to get Yuwen Zhouyuan to capture the main altar of the Blood Soul Sect, loot it, and then establish a sect and establish power in the place he ignored.
A year ago, Gou Deshi would never have dared to imagine something so crazy that he almost committed suicide. However, there are only two guardians left in the Blood Soul Sect. These two guardians are both True Yuan Stage monks with strong strength
down to its weakest point.
As long as Yuwen Zhouyuan can kill the two guardians, the rest are just some minions, not worth mentioning. It is not impossible to loot the Blood Soul Sect's home base.
Speaking of which, the three of them are also strange. Yuwen Zhouyuan and Xie Xiu are not related to each other. They came to the land of Sangui just to gain experience and have no intention of taking root in the land of Sangui.
Gou Deshi, however, believed that Yuwen Zhouyuan had the strength to become a dominant force and was fully capable of founding a sect. Although his cultivation level was low, he had some skills in resourcefulness. He had regarded himself as a dog-headed strategist and made loyal suggestions.
Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed and laughed at Gou Deshi's suggestion.
Looting the main altar of the Blood Soul Sect is a very bold idea.
Yuwen Zhouyuan thought about it carefully. With the two traitors of the Blood Soul Sect here, he might be able to rob the main altar of the Blood Soul Sect.
The best thing is that the Blood Soul Ancestor took most of the main force of the Blood Soul Sect to Dongyang Cultivation World to seize territory. The wars in the Cultivation World often lasted for a long time, and they would not be able to come back for a year and a half, or even decades, so even if they
In the Blood Soul Sect's main forum, everything was over, and the Blood Soul Ancestor couldn't do anything.
When the Blood Soul Ancestor comes back one day, that will be something that needs to be considered only after a long time.
The Yuwenzhou Yuanling Realm thought for a moment and said in deep thought: "Although there are not many monks left in the Blood Soul Sect's main altar, it is impossible for the Blood Soul Ancestor not to leave behind defensive means. Is there any prohibition formation in the main altar?"
Goudeshi nodded and said: "There is indeed a large guard formation in the main altar, but because it consumes too many spiritual stones, it is not usually activated. If there is a surprise attack, rush in before the formation is activated."
"First go find a place, sell all the ores and Frozen Harrier eggs picked up from the Frozen Harrier's nest, and exchange them for some spiritual stones. Then go back and find out the situation of the Blood Soul Sect's main altar before taking action." Yu Wenzhou
Yuandao.
"Young man knows that there is a secret market where you can trade." Gou Deshi said.
"Go to Fangshi first!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
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A few days later, a group of three of them came to the largest city in the land of no one.
Fangshi, a place where no one cares, is hidden in a rocky canyon hundreds of miles long, which looks like a large village. On both sides of the canyon, there are countless honeycomb-like rocks. Once you drill into it, they disappear without a trace.
There is no trace, no need to worry about being tracked, so this is the most popular market in a place where no one cares.
Walking along the village market, there are simple thatched houses and small stone houses made of huge rocks everywhere. In order to avoid being stared at by others, the monks usually conduct transactions alone in the stone houses. Very few monks will set up stalls on the roadside -
—Unless the goods they sell are not worth much at all, other monks will disdain them.
Although this is an open-air market, it is shrouded in thick fog all year round. Without someone to guide the way, it would be difficult to discover that there is such a market in the canyon where monks gather.
This is the favorite gathering place for the monks in the land of no concern. Usually dozens of monks move around and do transactions here.
The most important thing is that this village-like market has no owner and is an open market. In the past, this market was maintained by the guarding monks of the five major sects and dozens of smaller sects. Now the five major sects have sent their main forces to Dongyang to repair it.
The Immortal Realm has occupied the territory, so there are only some guards from small sects left here.
Not all the sects in the land of Sanguan participated in the war in the world of cultivating immortals. Many small sects in the land of Sanguan, those with weak strength and lack of ambition, gave up joining the cruel war in the world of cultivating immortals and stayed here, so this
There are still many monks in Fang City, but most of them are relatively low-level Zhenqi stage monks, and occasionally one or two Zhenyuan stage monks can be seen.
Yuwen Zhouyuan walked in Fang City and looked at the environment here. The place of San Guan was not rich, and even the monks here seemed "down and out".
Most of the monks who sell goods here carry low-level spiritual weapons that have been used for a long time. There are not many decent goodies on the stalls. Moreover, they are second-hand spiritual weapons. They are all used. It is normal for them to have nicks.
The goods here are completely different from the spiritual weapons sold in Dongyang Zhuji City, both in quality and quantity. If Dongyang Zhuji City is a prosperous city, this place is simply a den of poverty.
Yuwen Zhouyuan could notice that all over the city, some malicious and greedy eyes were looking at his body, but as soon as these eyes touched his body, he noticed the faint murderous intention emanating from Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, shrinking in horror.
I walked back, not daring to take another look.
Yuwen Zhouyuan had been killing the frozen harrier demon bird for a year in the ice and snow mountains. There was too much blood on it, and it was inevitable that there was a faint murderous aura that could not be overcome.
In a place where no one cares, the majesty of high-level monks cannot be provoked by low-level monks. If low-level monks die, they will die in vain. No one will fight for a Zhenqi stage monk against a Zhenyuan stage monk.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shrank back in surprise when he saw the many sizing eyes, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He ordered Gou Deshi and Tong Qingzhu to sell all the ores and frozen harrier eggs and exchange them for spiritual stones, while he himself
Wander around the city to see if there is anything worth buying.
Yuwen Zhouyuan went in and out of dozens of stone houses. After searching carefully, he quickly found many items that surprised him, and of course he bought some without saying anything.
In this city, Yuwen Zhouyuan specifically looked for those low-level monks who seemed to be well-informed, chatted and inquired, and in a short time, he found out the general strength of Fengyun Continent and Sun Never Set. He also felt at ease in his heart.
Some.
Judging from this situation, the strength of the Dongyang Cultivation World is not weak. Even if Fengyun Continent and the monks from the Sun Never Set join forces, they may not be able to occupy the Dongyang Cultivation World. The final result is likely to be a defeat for all.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan came to a small stone house with a rhinoceros skull hanging on the door. While looking at the items, he chatted with the owner of the house who had some cat eyes. When the owner saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan's clothes and cultivation,
Knowing that he had met a customer who could afford a high price, he strongly recommended his goods to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"I only want the best stuff, so I don't need to look at the ordinary goods." Yu Wenzhouyuan glanced at the goods recommended by the owner and didn't like any of them, and said flatly.
The owner of the house thought about it, gritted his teeth secretly, took out a small wooden box that was intact from his pocket, opened it, took out a yellow secret scroll, and handed it to Yuwen Zhouyuan respectfully.
"Senior, I have a secret scroll here. I wonder if you are interested in it?"
The value of this secret scroll is quite high. If he meets ordinary customers, the owner of the house would not be willing to sell it for fear of being robbed by others.
But he has no use for this thing himself. He has to sell it after all. He has been waiting for the right customer. He is rich and will not covet his belongings. And Yuwen Zhouyuan has a high level of cultivation and must have some money. He looks good.
He doesn't look like a very vicious person, which is exactly what he wants.
"What is this?" Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the secret scroll in the owner's hand. The secret scroll was very thin, with a metallic luster, like gold and paper. The texture was rough and heavy, not like a secret book of immortal magic, but a bit like alchemy and refining.
Drawings of tools and the like.
But Yuwen Zhouyuan was not sure what was recorded in it.
"Senior, this is a complete weapon refining drawing. As long as you follow the drawing, you can create a spiritual weapon that can destroy the army. With this thing in hand, no matter what it is, it can be blasted to pieces." The owner of the house took it in his hand.
After reading the secret scroll, he opened a small part and spoke in a low voice, his face looking quite contented.
Yuwen Zhouyuan only took a cursory glance at the secret scroll, and upon hearing the introduction from the owner of the house, his heart suddenly trembled.
Yuwen Zhouyuan remembered seeing this object when he was the Immortal Protector of the Moon Country.
The shape of this spiritual weapon is a bit like the stone cannon that guards secular towns, but its power is far beyond the stone cannon. It uses spiritual stones as energy, and can blast through a large area of the most elite.
of soldiers.
Even if a monk in the Zhenqi stage opens his protective shield with all his strength, he cannot withstand the frontal bombardment of this army-breaking war cannon. This army-breaking war cannon is extremely powerful, but it has one shortcoming, that is, the firing speed is a bit slow, and the speed is fast.