Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

After Li Zhiyuan stepped forward and whispered a few words to the law enforcement officers, one of them took out a round mirror and handed it over. Li Zhiyuan took the round mirror and turned to look at everyone.

“Fellow Daoist will have seven days of independent activities during this trip to Secret Realm.”

"Seven days later, we need to meet deep in the Secret Realm. If there are people who don't come by then, they will automatically give up the harvest of the Secret Realm. Do you have any objections?"

"Manager Li, I know about this, please act quickly."

"We have no objections. Let's go quickly. My Law Weapon is already very hungry and thirsty."

. . .

There were echoes in twos and threes from the crowd. Li Zhiyuan smiled and raised his round mirror to shine at the crowd.

"Manager Li, what do you mean?" someone in the crowd asked loudly, and many people showed displeasure.

"Don't panic, everyone. This is my Li Family Ding Yuan Mirror. This object can record the monk's breath." Li Zhiyuan explained with a smile, and then took out a token.

"If a Fellow Daoist is in danger in the Secret Realm, he can crush the token to send a signal, and abnormalities will be revealed in the Dingyuan Mirror. At that time, I will lead someone to rescue him."

"So, our whereabouts are also in the hands of the Li family?"

Someone in the crowd said something, and everyone looked a little complicated and amused when they heard the words.

Li Zhiyuan was not angry, and still smiled and said: "This is natural. If there are people who can't trust my Li family, they can take the first step without recording."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn, and no one spoke for a while. Just when Li Zhiyuan was about to raise the Ding Yuan Mirror again, a cold snort broke the silence.

"Hmph, my Pi family will go first."

An unruly young man walked out of the crowd, followed by more than a dozen people. The group of people walked towards the stone gate without even looking at Li Zhiyuan.

The law enforcement officers guarding the gate did not stop them, and handed over the formation sign, and the group quickly disappeared into the stone gate.

"Are there any Fellow Daoists who will come first?" Li Zhi asked with a smile.

"I, Rujia, will also take the lead."

Three more people jumped out of the crowd and headed towards the stone gate.

"And my Yan family!" Several more people walked out shortly after.

Li Zhiyuan's smile did not diminish and he watched everyone disappear through the stone gate.

"But there are still people who can go first. If not, I will sacrifice the Ding Yuan Mirror."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Lezhi walked out of the crowd without saying a word and walked towards the stone gate. At the same time, another group of people followed him out of the team.

Lin Sheng hesitated for a moment, and then he led the three brothers Long, Tiger and Leopard into the moving crowd. It was appropriate for him to be the first to take the lead. If it was recorded by the Ding Yuan Mirror, life and death would not be left in the hands of others.

When Li Zhiyuan saw Lin Sheng walking out of the crowd, he was not surprised. He just gave Lin Sheng a slightly thoughtful look and then turned his gaze away.

"Brother, wait for me!"

A howl broke the somewhat weird atmosphere in the venue. Everyone heard the sound and left. They saw Yun Tianba dragging Old Yun with a bruised nose and swollen face out of the crowd and chasing Lin Sheng, his behavior was quite funny.

Xiao Wenbin in the crowd showed a trace of hesitation on his face, but he still did not walk out of the crowd.

After seeing that no one walked out of the crowd, Li Zhiyuan smiled slightly and held out the Dingyuan Mirror with a solemn expression. A burst of white light appeared on the mirror, and then a ray of light shot out and swept across the crowd.

. . .

Entering the stone gate, passing through the formation passage, you are faced with a huge space crack, from which spiritual energy is still flowing out.

Lin Sheng flew into the crack without any hesitation, and after a while, he appeared on a hillside.

The sky in Secret Realm is extremely bright without the sun, and a few clouds are slowly floating in the sky. Surrounded by dense forests, the air is somewhat moist and filled with a faint earthy smell.

Looking back, there was no crack in the space, and the three brothers Long, Tiger and Leopard were nowhere to be seen.

Faced with the unexpected situation, Lin Sheng did not panic. He knew about Secret Realm's random teleportation. The space crack was somewhere in Secret Realm. He could exit by finding the entrance to the crack.

He closed his eyes and felt carefully, and then he noticed three faint auras in the distance, belonging to the three brothers Long, Tiger and Leopard.

This is a unique effect of the Lin Family's Qi-Entraining Technique. As long as monks practice the Qi-Entraining Technique, they will be able to sense each other if they are not far away. It is easier to use than some contact props and is not affected by most sealing formations. .

Without any hesitation, Lin Sheng raised his Qingfeng sword and flew toward one of the auras.

After walking for two miles, a fireball suddenly shot out from the ground. Lin Sheng suddenly stopped and narrowly avoided the fireball.

After the fireball, three figures rose into the sky from the ground, silently, and rushed towards Lin Sheng with murderous intent.

Lin Sheng didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even feel the cultivation of the three of them. He turned around and ran away with the Qingfeng Sword, rushing towards another aura.

"Boy, leave the storage bag and spare your life!"

"In the middle stage of Qi Refining, let me see how much mana you have to control the sword!"

Behind him was the sound of Rogue Cultivator yelling and cursing. Lin Sheng turned a deaf ear and ran away without any trace of panic on his face.

With many trump cards at his disposal, Lin Sheng actually didn't care about the Rogue Cultivator behind him. He was just thinking about one thing, what did Li Zhiyuan's meaningful look at the end mean.

After the three Rogue Cultivators cursed and chased for dozens of miles, they suddenly noticed that a powerful spiritual energy wave was approaching quickly, and they all stopped.

Lin Sheng's heart moved and he stopped in place. He looked a little pale, looked at the three Rogue Cultivators behind him, and grinned: "Why don't you chase me? It's a lot of fun chasing your dad, right?"

"Seeking death!" One of the Rogue Cultivators shouted angrily and turned around to run away. The other two Rogue Cultivators were stunned for two breaths and then quickly turned around and ran away.

"Young Master!" Wu Zhulong appeared on the scene riding a flying sword.

"Bring their bodies back." Lin Sheng ordered coldly, and then he piloted the flying sword to land on a cliff and meditated.

The Secret Realm is rich in spiritual energy, so there is no need to worry about mana replenishment.

A fierce light flashed in Wu Zhulong's eyes, and he chased after the three fleeing people. In just a short cup of tea, the identities of the hunter and the prey were exchanged.

Lin Sheng was not worried about any accidents happening to Wu Zhulong, because he felt two other auras approaching quickly, one of which was the direction in which the three Rogue Cultivators were escaping.

Moreover, these three Rogue Cultivators are only in the middle stage of Qi Refining. Even if they can defeat Wu Zhulong, they will not be able to kill him for a while.

After flying for more than ten miles, the three Rogue Cultivators all fell to the ground with bloodless faces. Most of the mana in their bodies had been consumed, and they were no longer able to support the flying swords.

Wu Zhulong showed a cruel smile and also landed on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, don't bully others too much!" One of the older Rogue Cultivator shouted with a stern expression.

"We will fight him. If he escapes again, his mana will be exhausted. The three of us may not be able to fight together."

One of the young men, Rogue Cultivator, raised his flying sword Law Weapon and looked at the two people beside him.

"Yes, I think so too." Another person also agreed and took out a few talismans.

Looking at the three people who were trapped and fighting in front of him, Wu Zhulong did not take action immediately, but stared at the three people.

Seeing that Wu Zhulong did not take action, the three of them had small thoughts in their hearts. They did not take the initiative to attack. They quickly absorbed the spiritual energy in the air to restore their mana.

After Mo's tea time, Wu Zhulong suddenly said: "What are you waiting for if you don't take action?"

The three of them looked at each other and were about to speak when they suddenly felt a very strong wave of spiritual energy approaching quickly from the horizon. They were horrified and they all tried to escape with their flying swords again.

Before the person jumped up, he felt severe pain in his legs. He quickly looked down and saw that his legs had been covered by a layer of soil without even noticing it.

"Earth monk!"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the three people, and they struggled desperately, and the soil on their legs began to crumble.

"Want to run now? It's too late! I think you are waiting to die!" Wu Zhulong showed a cruel smile, and slammed his hands on the ground, pouring mana into the soil. In an instant, the ground shook, and a wall of soil rose from the ground. And rise.

A look of determination flashed in the eyes of the old Rogue Cultivator, and he suddenly used the flying sword to cut off his legs. He used all his strength to use the flying sword to escape from the rapidly closing wall.

Looking down at the closed round earth wall on the ground, the old Rogue Cultivator looked happy when he saw that Wu Zhulong had not chased him out. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a stone cone flying towards him. In his haste, he had no time to dodge. After the muffled sound, the old Rogue Cultivator fell straight down like a bird with broken wings.

The Wulu Leopard appeared in the air on the flying sword, reached out to catch the flying sword falling from the air, and let the body fall to the ground and become a mess of flesh.

After a roar, the soil wall that had lost its mana began to collapse, and Wu Zhulong slowly walked out of the dust with two corpses in his hands.

"Brother, what are you doing with the corpse?" Wu Lubao looked puzzled.

"Young Master asked you to take the body back. Where is the other person?" Wu Zhulong frowned slightly. The three of them were connected. Without waiting for Wu Lubao to reply, he subconsciously looked at the ground not far away. There was a bloody mass on the ground. Rotten meat.

"You can figure it out yourself." Wu Zhulong said and took off with his flying sword.

"This." Wu Lubao frowned, controlled the soil to wrap the rotten meat, and then chased Wu Zhulong's figure.

On the cliff, Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two people flying from the horizon. Behind him was the wary-looking Wu Zhonghu.

After a while, Wu Zhulong and Wu Lubao landed on the cliff one after another, and the two bodies were casually thrown on the ground.

Lin Sheng stood up and walked to the corpse. As soon as the Four Desire Demon Art was used, two dark wisps of resentful spirit were inhaled into his nose.

Seeing such a scene, the expressions of the three brothers Longhubao changed drastically.

After nearly a year, Lin Sheng once again felt the pleasure of being nourished by the spirit of the resentful demon species. He suddenly felt refreshed and felt so comfortable that he closed his eyes.

The three brothers Longhubao, who had already changed their expressions, felt their scalp numb. Why did the young master look like a demon?

After a long time, Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ball of soil carried on Wulu Leopard's shoulders, and said with a half-smile, "What? You brought me a beggar's chicken?"

"Young Master, this is not a chicken, it is a human, probably a beggar." Wu Lubaoyi corrected Lin Sheng's wrong statement seriously.

Lin Sheng chuckled, took a ball of mud out of thin air, and threw it on the ground. With a pop, the mud ball shattered, revealing the bloody rotten flesh inside.

‘I don’t know if this piece of rotten flesh can still suck out the soul. ’

Lin Sheng thought to himself, stepped forward, and the magic power came back to life, and a gray and angry spirit was inhaled into Lin Sheng's nose.

"Cool!"

Lin Sheng couldn't help shouting, three corpses and three souls, life suddenly got better.

The three brothers Long, Tiger and Leopard looked at each other, and the same thought came to their minds.

"The young master is a devil!"