Shangguan Lingxiu nodded slightly and ordered to go down. Not long after, three monks arrived at the cave.
The three monks are a middle-aged Confucian scholar with an elegant temperament, a handsome young man with a dashing figure, and a petite and exquisite beauty.
As soon as the middle-aged Confucian scholar Shang Yangrong saw Zhao Yu, he kowtowed to the ground, burst into tears, and begged bitterly: "Senior Zhao, my Baitao Mountain is being besieged by monsters and is in danger! Please take care of my master's face,
Save our Baitaoshan!"
The handsome young man Kong Tingnan said: "Senior Zhao, our Linshan Cave is besieged by monsters and cannot survive for long. Please save the 70,000 people in Linshan Cave! Please!"
The petite and exquisite beauty Lan Yao kowtowed to the ground and said in an anxious tone: "Senior Zhao, our Biling Lake is besieged by monsters and is in danger. Please help me. As long as you are willing to help me, my master Tong Shouren is willing to give me one, two, three
The heavenly materials, earthly treasures and thousand-year-old mountain marrow are indebted to each other, and from now on, I, Biling Lake, will look at Xiaodanling with my horse's head, and I will harvest half of the harvest every year!"
Zhao Yu said: "That's the case, then I will rescue Biling Lake first!"
Thousand-year mountain marrow is a natural treasure that can be born in the center of the mountain after thousands of years of evolution in the Lingshan Mountain on the third-level spiritual vein. Thousand-year mountain marrow is also an excellent material for refining magic weapons. One or two thousand-year mountain marrow can be omitted.
Zhao Yu will spend more than four or five years hard work condensing the Wutu Spiritual Body.
"Senior Zhao, please save our Baitao Mountain first!! I have tens of thousands of people in Baitao Mountain..."
Shang Yangrong kowtowed repeatedly, blood overflowing from his forehead.
Zhao Yu frowned, activated the formation, and directly removed Shang Yangrong and Kong Tingnan from the cave. Then he used the magic weapon to turn into a ray of light with Lan Yao and the White Ghost Emperor, heading towards Biling Lake.
Fly away.
As soon as he flew above Biling Lake, Zhao Yu saw that a large number of monsters had broken through the Biling Lake formation and climbed onto the spiritual islands in Biling Lake.
Tong Shouren was currently wielding a flying hook and a bronze mirror spiritual weapon, and was entangled with four second-level monsters.
The four second-level monsters are a second-level mid-level demon crocodile, a second-level low-level demon snake, a second-level low-level demon leopard, and a second-level mid-level demon fox.
Tong Shouren is a third-level foundation-building monk, so he is naturally no match for the four second-level monsters.
However, even though the Biling Lake formation was broken, there are still spiritual formations arranged by major cultivating families on each spiritual island. Tong Shouren relied on the spiritual formations to barely fight against four second-level monsters.
Tong Shouren only used illusion, escape, and defense techniques to resist the attacks of the four second-level monsters, and did not dare to fight them head-on.
"Friend Taoist Tong! I'm here to help you, and I will kill these four monsters!"
Zhao Yu shouted softly and activated the ghost pan, and a large piece of ghost mist poured out from the ghost pan and rolled towards the four second-level monsters.
The White Ghost Emperor also had dark curse seals appearing in his eyes, and his phantom ghost pupils activated, sweeping towards the four second-level monsters.
The eyes of the four second-level monsters were stunned, and a fierce red light suddenly appeared, and they began to kill each other desperately.
Not long after, the four second-level monsters fought until only the monster crocodile with a thick scalp and flesh was left. Before it could swallow the corpses of the other three monsters, a ghost claw fell from the sky and inserted into its head, killing it.
Its brains are crushed.
After the ghostly mist dissipated, four corpses of second-level monsters were revealed.
A flash of shock flashed across Tong Shouren's eyes, and a trace of passion surged in his heart: "What a powerful Taoist method! Zhao Yu really hides his secrets! If we have his help, our Tong family will definitely be able to defend this Biling Lake and become the foundation of the building."
Family, passed down from generation to generation!"
The foundation-building families of the four Northern Wilderness countries all had their ancestors pioneering the Northern Wilderness, or had made countless great contributions to the four major sects, and only then were they recognized by the four major sects, allowing them to occupy the second-level spiritual land for generations and become a foundation-building family.
Su Bingyun also made many great contributions to the Cangling Sect and was a direct disciple of the head of the Cangling Sect, so he obtained the spiritual land of Shanlangling.
It is precisely because of this that when the five major sects issued an order to develop, many foundation-building monks came to the Canglong Mountains to develop, hoping to carve a piece of spiritual land for future generations, become a foundation-building family, and pass it on from generation to generation.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhao, for your help. If Fellow Daoist Zhao had not taken action this time, I, Biling Lake, would not have been able to escape! This is the essence of a thousand-year-old mountain, so please accept it, Fellow Daoist Zhao!"
Tong Shouren slapped his head, took out a jade box and handed it to Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu took the jade box and opened it. Inside the box was a mass of matter that exuded rich earth aura like bone marrow. It was the essence of a thousand-year-old mountain.
Zhao Yu said: "Do I need to take care of those monsters?"
Monsters are also a resource for cultivating immortals. Normally, fighting for a first-level high-grade monster would even trigger a struggle among monks.
Tong Shouren said: "Please ask fellow Taoist Zhao to help!"
There are nearly a thousand monsters invading this time. If Zhao Yu doesn't take action, he doesn't know how many people will die to drive them away. Although Tong Shouren is a third-level foundation-building monk, he can kill at most a hundred first-level monsters before fleeing the battlefield and swallowing them.
Take the elixir and meditate to regain your energy, otherwise you will run out of mana and be torn apart by other monsters.
Zhao Yu nodded slightly, held out the ghost flag and waved it, and a large piece of ghost mist rose up, rolling towards the monsters in the distance.
Wherever the ghost mist passed, monsters and beasts were bewitched by illusions and killed each other.
A few hours later, a large number of monster beasts killed each other, and only a small number of monster beasts were able to escape. The souls of those monster beasts were also devoured by the White Ghost Emperor, and Zhao Yu used the Devouring Dao Fruit to turn it into materials for the evolution of soul talents.
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After resolving the crisis in Biling Lake, Zhao Yu drove the magic weapon back to Xiaodanling and met with Shang Yangrong and Kong Tingnan again.
As soon as Shang Yangrong saw Zhao Yu, he kowtowed to the ground and broke down in tears: "Senior Zhao, please save Baitaoshan quickly. I, Baitaoshan, am willing to give you five thousand spiritual stones, so please do it!"
Kong Tingnan said loudly: "Senior Zhao, we have 70,000 people in Linshan Cave, which is 20,000 more than Baitaoshan! You can't ignore 70,000 people just for a mere five thousand spirit stones, can you?"
"This man is really ignorant of world affairs! His surname is Kong, could he be a descendant of Kong Bee?"
Zhao Yu glanced at Kong Tingnan, activated the magic circle, moved it directly out of the cave, and took Shang Yangrong to control the escape light and flew in the direction of Baitao Mountain.
When Zhao Yu and his party flew above Baitao Mountain, they saw that the spiritual formation of Baitao Mountain had been breached, and a large number of monsters had broken into Baitao Mountain and started killing.
As soon as a second-level middle-grade steel-feathered demon harrier with a wingspan of five feet saw Zhao Yu and his party, it flapped its wings and pounced towards Zhao Yu and his party.
Zhao Yu directly took out a magical sword and slashed at the steel-feathered demon harrier.
The White Ghost Emperor activated his phantom ghost eyes and glanced at the steel-feathered demon harrier. The steel-feathered demon harrier's eyes were stunned, and he took the initiative to hit the magic sword, pierced his head, and fell from the sky.