Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

 After a moment, the square-faced monk pondered for a moment, looked up at the distant sky, and said in a deep voice: "Put this matter aside for now, the most urgent thing is that we should enter Kunwu Mountain as soon as possible and seize the treasure."

The white-robed monk looked happy, bent down slightly, and cupped his hands towards the square-faced monk: "Yes, as long as we enter Kunwu and get one or two treasures from it, we don't have to fear foreign enemies."

As he spoke, a ray of light flew towards him. It was the young Confucian scholar who was the eldest elder of the Ye family.

 He looked around, his eyes scanning the people present, and slowly raised his right hand.

“Everyone, everything is ready, we will head to Kunwu Mountain immediately.”

All the Ye family monks bent slightly, bowed and nodded to the young Confucian scholar, and said in unison: "Yes, Great Elder, we will obey your order."

 After saying that, everyone launched a flying sword one after another, which turned into a ray of light and swept forward, gradually disappearing into the sky.

I don’t know how long it took, but a group of people were flying swords, suspended in the sky above a towering mountain.

Looking around, the entire mountain peak is covered in mist. There is a lush forest growing on the mountain. Occasionally, a group of birds can be seen flying out of the forest, emitting a shrill scream.

In the forest below, a group of elk seemed to have smelled the group of people and ran in all directions.

Upon seeing this, the group of people swooped down and slowly landed next to a foothill.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Bai Lao took out an object and looked into the air. Suddenly, a spiritual light emerged, forming a circular disk, in which a series of difficult and difficult runes were faintly visible, and the light shone.

 Finally, in the circular disk, an energy pointer shot towards the true north.

Bai Lao gently stroked his beard with his hand, with a joyful smile on his face, and said happily: "Great Elder, fellow elders, according to the pointer of this Dharma plate, the entrance of Kunwu Mountain is due north, and it is not far away from here. Far."

The young Confucian scholar's eyes flashed, he gently shook the whisk in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Without further delay, we will rush towards the entrance immediately."

Next to him, Mr. Bai was startled for a moment. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something. He turned to look at a beautiful Taoist nun and said softly: "Jiu Mei, the trip to Kunwu Mountain is extremely dangerous. Not only will there be ferocious beasts on the way, If you are infested, and you will encounter monks from both good and evil paths, you should immediately release the centipede scorpion and let it lead the way."

The Taoist nun named Jiumei nodded, and then shook the spirit beast bag on her waist with her hand, and a black light flew out from it. It was strong in the wind, and immediately turned into a hundred-legged scorpion, with its eyes as wide as copper bells. , opened a ferocious and terrifying mouth, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, and a thick black flame kept coming out of the mouth, which was very evil.

Then, the Taoist nun smiled faintly, kneaded the magic formula with both hands, recited the incantation, and drove a magic formula into the body of the centipede scorpion.

All of a sudden, the centipede scorpion's light surged, forming a red halo around it, quickly moving towards the Ye family monks and surrounding it.

Subsequently, under the control of the Taoist nun, the centipede scorpion burrowed into the soil and escaped deep into the ground.

Just as many monks from the Ye family followed the centipede scorpion into the ground, a group of young monks wearing blue robes and a square scarf on their foreheads suddenly appeared at a high altitude three hundred miles away.

Everyone had doubts in their eyes, looking at the purple beam of light in front of them that shot straight into the sky, and they started talking about it.

“A purple light pillar erected in the distance, accompanied by a strong fluctuation of vitality, as if something strange had happened.”

"No, someone may be doing some secret operation. Go back and report it to the elders of the sect quickly." "Okay, Senior Brother Yu, I will take a few junior brothers back to the sect, and you will take the other junior brothers to check."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of young cultivators split into two groups. One group of cultivators flew towards the location of the sect, while the other group of cultivators headed toward the purple beam of light in the distance.

On a lake thousands of miles away from the Great Jin, tens of thousands of monks gathered. Those monks wore different robes and seemed to come from different sects.

 It's just that the cultivation level of that group of monks is generally low, generally between the foundation building stage and the golden elixir stage. Most of them are in the foundation building stage, and only one or two have entered the golden elixir stage.

 Obviously, this group of monks also saw the purple light pillar that appeared somewhere in the land of Dajin.

In a remote jungle somewhere in southern Xinjiang, a fat old man was sitting on top of a towering old tree. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the purple beam of light in the distance, with a look on his face. He looked solemn.

It can be seen from this that the purple light pillar rising in the sky has alarmed all forces.

 For a time, the entire world of cultivating immortals was in a turbulent scene, and a **** storm could be unleashed at any time.

In the Great Jin Dynasty, around a vast swamp, countless monks took action upon hearing the news, including the Immortal Cultivation Family, the Zhengmo Sect, and some idle wild cultivators.

The monks stepped on flying swords and turned into streaks of escaping light. Like a dense meteor shower, they quickly flew towards the purple light pillar in the center of the swamp.

 Not long after, a surprising piece of news spread.

 In a swamp somewhere in southern Xinjiang, several rare and rare treasures will be born.

Suddenly, all forces heard the news and rushed towards the swamp in an attempt to grab a rare treasure.

Just as the outside world was in commotion, Li Feiyu, the old man surnamed Fu and others were involved in a mysterious space formation, and it was unknown where they would be transported.

Suddenly, there was a violent vibration in the surrounding space, and then a violent wind blew past, blowing Li Feiyu, the old man surnamed Fu and others onto a wide and bright square platform.

Li Feiyu and others looked around and found that this place was on top of a steep mountain peak, and it was located exactly halfway up the mountain.

Upon seeing this, the group of people took a few deep breaths, released the magic weapons and spiritual beasts, and cautiously walked forward.

Unconsciously, a huge mountain wall appeared in everyone's sight.

The mountain wall is endless as far as the eye can see. It is surrounded by a layer of mist, and occasionally you can hear one or two gentle bird calls.

From this point of view, except for the rich spiritual energy and a group of unknown birds, there are no traces of other living things.

Seeing that scene, the group breathed a sigh of relief and sat cross-legged on a smooth jade stone at the bottom of the mountain wall, secretly using their own unique secrets to exercise and regulate their breath. (End of chapter)