The years of practice are long, and the three springs come and go.
With the baptism of time, the turmoil caused by the original call for wind and rain and the pain caused by the war have gradually subsided.
A large number of monks poured into the East China Sea from the Eastern Wasteland, killing monsters, opening up sea areas, occupying spiritual islands, and spreading Taoism, bringing unprecedented prosperity to the world of immortal cultivation in the East China Sea.
Most of these monks are casual cultivators. Compared with the Eastern Wasteland where there are many immortal sects and the classes are solidified, the East China Sea, where the barbaric spirit has not completely dissipated, is undoubtedly more suitable for their development.
In a short period of time, many casual cultivators have accidentally found fortune in the fertile East China Sea, soaring into the sky, establishing sects, and writing a myth.
This also further stimulated people's yearning for the East China Sea. More and more monks began to flock to the East China Sea, hoping to become a member of the legend. Some small sects even began to move their sects.
According to incomplete statistics, within three years after the turmoil subsided, hundreds of fairy sects of various sizes appeared in the East China Sea. Most of them were grassroots and insignificant, but the trend became more and more fierce.
After all, as a casual cultivator, you can only enjoy the happiness of occupying a spiritual island, establishing a sect, and calling yourself the ancestor of the sect.
In this regard, the Immortal Sect headed by Shanhai Immortal Sect is happy to see its success.
Although the East China Sea Monster Clan, headed by the Dragon Clan, has retreated to the other side of the Storm Sea, there are still a lot of monsters in the East China Sea, but there is a lack of powerful characters.
If these monsters are left to the Immortal Sect Alliance to clean up, it will undoubtedly be time-consuming and laborious. Rather than doing so, it is better to leave it to the casual cultivators. For the Immortal Sect cultivators, their own cultivation is the most important.
After all, the East China Sea is too vast, and the number of Immortal Sect monks is limited. The most important thing is that although casual cultivators are generally unpopular, there are still some powerful people. These talents are the targets of the Shanhai Immortal Sect.
The Shanhai Immortal Sect believes that as long as this wind blows, these powerful figures among the casual cultivators will eventually be attracted to settle in the East China Sea or establish a sect.
The Shanhai Immortal Sect is not afraid of these people coming to divide the interests, and even hopes that they will come to divide it up. As long as they come and have a foundation, they will naturally become part of the East China Sea.
When the Dragon Clan makes a comeback in the future, these people will be the help of the Shanhai Immortal Sect.
Jin'ao Island remains peaceful, and the ups and downs of the outside world have nothing to do with it.
All monks will know some taboos when entering the East China Sea to avoid provoking people they shouldn't provoke, and Jin'ao Island is among them because it is the place of practice for True Monarch Longhu.
Stinging, purple lightning jumped across the sea, and Wang Yi's figure quietly appeared.
He has a Chinese character face and a resolute look. After a great battle, his aura became more and more unfathomable. Not long ago, he successfully survived the storm and became a true disaster immortal.
"I missed it last time, but this time I had a feeling in my heart, and it shouldn't be wrong. However, in just three years, the weather on Jin'ao Island has become even more amazing."
Looking at the sea area completely shrouded in fog, Wang Yi's eyes moved slightly.
Reflected by a thousand mirrors, Wang Yi wants to see the reality of the sea of fog.
"The clouds and mist turned into a sea, and nine pillars loomed. This is already similar to the former Nine Dragons Returning Formation."
Seeing through the fog, Wang Yi's expression became extremely solemn.
In this war, he was the leader, and more than ten million sirens fell in his hands. Under such circumstances, he finally solved the knot in his heart.
Although he still hates sea monsters, he is no longer so paranoid. This is also an important reason why Shanhaixian Sect allows a young junior like him to be the leader.
After untying the knot in his heart, he was in a happy state of mind. With the help of the rare treasure monster, the Mountain and River Cauldron, Wang Yi cultivated the third-level heaven-shaking magical power, and he was able to survive the storm and greatly increase his strength.
But even so, Wang Yi still didn't dare to be careless in the face of the quiet sea of fog in front of him.
At the same time, awakened by Wang Yi's peeping gaze, Cloud Covering Nine Dragons, who had been sleeping wrapped around the Cumulus Pillar of the Earth Immortal Artifact, suddenly opened its eyes.
With dark golden eyes, a blue back and a snowy belly, Wang Yi's figure is reflected in the nine pairs of dragon eyes. Silently, the cloud-covered nine dragons blend with the clouds and mist.
"Coming."
The whole body was shrouded in heavy fog at some point, and Wang Yi sensed the danger approaching.
"This formation has the cloud-covering nine dragons and the earthly immortal weapon cumulus pillars, but there are still obstacles in the operation, which can be broken."
Being trapped in the formation, Wang Yi gained a deeper understanding of the replica of the Kowloon Return to the First Formation.
The foundation is in place, but it still lacks running-in. A slight deviation can lead to a huge difference. Wang Yi can probably guess that the difference lies in Fuyun Jiulong.
But even so, Wang Yi was surprised enough. He knew that it might not be long before the once-famous Jiulong Guiyi Formation would be reappeared in the hands of Zhang Chunyi, and he would be another alternative true king.
And at this moment, a huge shadow cast, the cloud-covering nine dragons appeared, and had already surrounded Wang Yi. There were dragon shadows emerging behind them. This was the nine manifestations of the magical cloud dragon.
Roar, with cold eyes, dozens of dragon shadows attacked Wang Yi at the same time. They were ordered to guard Jin'ao Island, and they would naturally not show mercy to those who peeped in the dark.
Surrounded by a group of dragons, motionless as a mountain, Wang Yi prepared to block the attack of the cloud-covered nine dragons. Today is different from the past.
But at this moment, the fiery energy surged, and a blue-white sea of fire raged, covering the entire world in an instant, except for Wang Yi.
Roar, bursts of dragon roars, filled with panic. As the gray wind blows, and under the burning sea of blue and white fire, the false bodies of Cloud Covering Nine Dragons collapse one after another, and the real bodies also shrink.
Originally with ferocious scales, sharp claws and teeth, and a hundred-foot-long body, the mighty real dragon's body is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In an instant, it turned into the size of a thumb, looking less like a real dragon and more like a loach.
And they have not only changed in appearance, but also in strength. They have fallen from the level of Demon King.
Seeing such a scene, Wang Yi understood something in his heart while being stunned. He knew that he was indeed right this time, and Zhang Chunyi happened to be out of seclusion.
The next moment, a jade-like palm emerged from the sea of fire and grabbed the frightened Cloud Covering Nine Dragons into his hand.
Staying in Zhang Chunyi's palm and feeling Zhang Chunyi's breath, Huiyun Jiulong, which was originally frightened and uneasy, suddenly became quiet.
They looked at Zhang Chunyi who looked like a giant with wide eyes, feeling both surprised and aggrieved.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi felt a little embarrassed. He just took action on a whim, wanting to try out the magical power of returning wind and returning fire that he had just cultivated.
However, although he was embarrassed in his heart, Zhang Chun did not show it at all.
"I have been in seclusion for several years, and you have become more and more wanton, playing around all day without making any progress. Do you think you are the same as Hongyun? It seems to be playing with you, but its cultivation has never fallen. I don't know how much hard work has been done behind the scenes.
You don’t even know how to study.”
"Reflect on yourself. If you can't break free from the shackles of this magical power, you can keep this attitude from now on."
While talking, Zhang Chunyi put Fuyun Jiulong into his sleeves, while Fuyun Jiulong was a little confused. They agreed to play together, but Hongyun was working hard secretly?
"Brother Zhang Dao, long time no see."
Looking at Zhang Chunyi, who was surrounded by elixir energy, Wang Yi felt quite emotional.
After cultivating the third level of heaven, he originally thought that he had narrowed the distance with Zhang Chunyi, but now it seems that it has not happened. The sea of fire just now was obviously a great magical power. Although it was still immature, the supernatural power was already revealed.