A few days later, Dongfang Zimo came to a cemetery full of weeds.
These weeds were so dense that they had already covered the tomb.
Dongfang Zimo waved his sleeves, and a breeze blew by. The wild grasses that were originally three feet high fell down one after another under the sweep of the wind blade, revealing the original appearance of the tomb. There were also big words written on the old wooden tablet.
The two words "Zijian".
Dongfang Zimo offered some spiritual wine and spiritual fruits as a sacrifice, and cleared away all the weeds near the tomb.
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Half a year later, Nantian Continent, Baixi City, this city has a vast area and rich resources. It is one of the four major cities in Nantian Continent. Not only is it rich in spiritual energy, but it is also extremely rich in cultivation resources.
In the eyes of Qi-training monks, the Foundation-Building Pill is a rare thing, but to the local monks in this city, the Foundation-Building Pill is as worthless as cabbage.
Of course, this is also the main reason why a large number of monks are attracted to Baixi City. Among them are many high-level monks, and there are hundreds of golden elixir monks. Even those Nascent Soul monks who have lived for thousands of years frequently appear in this city.
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On this day, Dongfang Zimo walked out of a loft shop with a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood.
More than ten days ago, Dongfang Zimo came to Baixi City. After adjusting his condition, Dongfang Zimo went to the nearby market, intending to purchase some pills useful for his current cultivation.
After some searching, I came to the most famous branch of the Chamber of Commerce here and purchased the "Tai Xuan Yuan Ling Dan" which was rumored to be able to improve the cultivation of Jin Dan monks. Since Dongfang Zimo had long heard of the effect of this order,
I simply bought several in one go.
However, elixirs like this that could be useful to Golden elixir monks were naturally not cheap. Dongfang Zimo was heartbroken and paid a large amount of spiritual stones, which was almost all of his property.
Although Dongfang Zimo's face was full of joy when he walked out of the attic, he was also worried inside.
But that will happen in the future. Now these few pills are enough for Dongfang Zimo to practice for a while.
Since there is also a restricted airspace here, Dongfang Zimo can only walk across the streets and alleys, preparing to return to the practice room to retreat for some time.
Just when Dongfang Zimo came to an unusually remote alley, he suddenly stopped.
"Your Excellency, you have been following me for such a long time. What do you want to do?" Dongfang Zimo looked at a corner and said with a gloomy expression.
"Hey! It's interesting. I didn't expect you to discover my hidden demon skills." A large amount of demonic energy suddenly appeared in the corner, and then a man with silver demonic patterns on his face looked at Dongfang Zimo in surprise.
"Demon cultivator!" Dongfang Zimo exclaimed with a change of expression as soon as he noticed the uncomfortable aura.
"What? Is it strange that there is a magic cultivator here? But you can actually detect my aura. Could it be that you have also practiced some secret skills?" The man with silver magic patterns looked at Dongfang Zimo up and down and asked with a frown.
Hearing this, Dongfang Zimo did not answer the other party, because even he could not find his trace for some reason. He only felt that there was a violent aura lingering around, so Dongfang Zimo called out tentatively. Unexpectedly, it really happened.
Let him discover that a demon cultivator is following him.
It is not surprising that demonic cultivators would appear in this city. These demonic cultivators usually choose to enter the demonic path and are called demonic cultivators. As long as they follow the rules of the city, the law enforcement monks will not take action against these demonic cultivators.
"Your Excellency has been following me, but don't tell me that it is to test your magic power." Dongfang Zimo said coldly.
"Hehe! I see that my Taoist friend is quite wealthy, so he actually bought three Taixuanyuan Spiritual Pills in one go. Tsk, tsk, tsk! These pills are perfect for us Golden Pill monks, especially those like us
These monks have just advanced to the Golden Core stage." The man with the silver magic pattern stared at the storage bag on Dongfang Zimo's body with malicious intent.
"The Taixuan Yuanling Pill is a good thing, but you must have a life to take it." Dongfang Zimo naturally guessed this person's intention to seize the treasure.
"Haha! Just the Taixuan Yuanling Pill won't make me violate the rules of the city. Your storage bag contains a lot of treasures, right?" The man with the silver magic pattern smiled solemnly, and suddenly said something that made Dongfang Zimo's heart tremble.
Come.
"Did this person realize that I have an ancient magic weapon on my body?" Dongfang Zimo murmured in his heart, and his face changed slightly.
"As expected, as long as you hand over your storage bag, I will let you go. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking your life too." The man with the silver magic pattern said ferociously.
When Dongfang Zimo heard this, his expression changed uncertainly, but he would turn into a rainbow and escape in the next second.
"Don't try to run away!" The man with the silver magic pattern's face darkened upon seeing this, and with a few flashes of his body, he suddenly appeared in front of Dongfang Zimo, and stretched out his hand to grab, and a big black hand condensed in the air.
Dongfang sensed the threat posed by that big hand, and without thinking, he slapped the storage bag, and a green flying sword appeared in the air as the green light flashed.
The big black hand reached down and was directly pierced by the green sword and dissipated. The power was actually much more powerful than before.
"Huh? This is! Impossible!" The man with the silver magic pattern seemed to have seen something terrible, staring at the cyan sword in shock.
Dongfang Zimo held the sword in his hand and looked at the man with suspicion.
"In your hand is the ancient magic weapon Qingyun Sword? Wasn't this sword sealed by the ancient monks?" The man with silver magic patterns pointed at the long sword in Dongfang Zimo's hand and asked attentively.
"Qingyun Sword? So this treasure is called Qingyun Sword?" Dongfang Zimo muttered to himself as he looked at the sword in his hand in astonishment.
"So the Blood Soul Ancestor was released by you!" The man with the silver magic pattern asked in disbelief with fear in his eyes.
"The old demon is called Blood Soul? Do you know the origin of this demon?" Dongfang Zimo said solemnly.
"This Blood Soul Ancestor was an all-powerful figure thousands of years ago. His late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation was even more invincible in the world. It's a pity that the demonic way he practiced was too cruel and overbearing, and was sealed by dozens of Nascent Soul monks.
Somewhere in a hidden place. It is said that the Qingyun Sword was sealed there by the ancient monks as the eye of the formation. In addition to this sword, there is also a golden pen. Xian Ruyi, you have the Qingyun Sword in your hand, and there must be others on your body.
Two magic weapons, otherwise I won't be able to keep you." At the end of the sentence, the man with silver magic patterns suddenly became sharp in his tone. As the magic energy surged, a purple-gold ancient umbrella was presented, decorated with various decorations on it.
Plant fine bells.
As soon as the ancient umbrella was unfolded, a strange wind flew out, and the sky suddenly became dark.
Dongfang Zimo felt that his body was suddenly uncontrollable and wanted to be sucked into the umbrella. He was so surprised that he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood to temporarily block the strange wind.
Dongfang Zimo took advantage of this gap and jumped dozens of feet behind him. He raised his hand and waved his sword energy, one after another sweeping out.