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Chapter 411

Words:2668Update:22/06/22 10:11:21

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The Arctic Ice Sea, which used to be quiet and desolate in the past, was now bustling with noise and excitement. Streams of powerful aura rose and fell as they diligently explored this world of ice and snow. They kept a certain distance from each other, but there were frequent conflicts and conflicts.

Most of the cultivators who were active in the Arctic Ice Sea were natives or belonged to forces close to the Arctic Ice Sea.

They often met each other, and many of them had old grudges against each other. Now that they were all here for the Kun Peng's treasure, their past conflicts were more likely to erupt.

They couldn't determine where the entrance to the Kun Peng's treasure was located in the Arctic Ice Sea, but they all subconsciously moved toward the center of the ice sea.

An old man who looked a little slovenly walked out of the void and kept pinching his fingers to calculate. He murmured, "I'm afraid it's not in the center. It should be in this area, but the Arctic Ice Sea is too big. Even I can't find the specific location."

He calculated for a while and scratched his head in distress. He waved his sleeve, and a dozen people landed on the ground.

These people had different levels of cultivation. The higher ones were in the Golden Elixir Period, and the lower ones were only in the Qi Refinement Stage.

The Qi Refinement Stage cultivator landed on the ice sea and immediately shivered from the cold. He hurriedly took out a talisman and spread out a mellow wave of magic power. Only then did he feel warm.

A few Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators also took out their talismans to resist the cold. Even the Golden Elixir Period cultivators did the same. They could resist the extreme cold with their magic power, but it would consume a lot of magic power.

After a long time, their magic power would be exhausted, and they would eventually freeze to death on the ice sea. Therefore, they all took out their talismans to resist the cold and preserve their magic power. If they encountered danger or battle, they would have enough magic power to deal with it.

These cultivators all bowed to the old man. "Master!" Regardless of their level of cultivation, they were all the old man's disciples.

This old man was called Ancestor He Tu. He was a Yuanying individual cultivator who was proficient in the art of formations. He traveled to the south of the ice sea with his disciples and accidentally heard about the Kun Peng's treasure. Therefore, he came to try his luck.

The Kun Peng Secret Chamber was hidden under the thousand-year black ice, and its position was hard to determine. However, the Secret Chamber itself was transformed by the last power of the Kun Peng before its death, and was used to preserve its skeleton. The changes of the power in it were equivalent to a complicated and unique magic formation.

Patriarch He Tu was proficient in the art of formations, so he had a unique understanding of the complex changes of formations. He had seen tens of thousands of formations. After arriving at the Arctic Ice Sea, he carefully sensed the flow of Spiritual Qi under the glacier, and more or less found some clues.

However, he didn't have any solid clues. It was impossible for him to find the exact location of the Kunpeng's Secret Chamber with his bare hands.

However, the old man was in a good state of mind. He wasn't in a hurry. He would just take it as bringing his disciples out for more training.

Therefore, he released all his disciples and said, "Although the Secret Treasure of Kunpeng is good, it is my fortune to get it, and my fate to lose it. You don't have to be too attached to it. Just take it as a training for yourselves. Use what I have taught you in the past. Experience it on the spot and figure it out carefully."

"Maybe one of you will be lucky enough to find the location of the hidden treasure?"

His disciples answered one after another, "Yes, Master."

They immediately began to ponder and carefully sensed the changes of the Spiritual Qi under the glacier and in the air.

After sending his disciples out, Patriarch He Tu didn't stay idle. He continued to study the Spiritual Qi, and at the same time, he secretly paid attention to the movements in the surroundings in case someone came looking for trouble.

Although his cultivation was high, he didn't use his magic power to protect his disciples from the cold. In that case, with his magic power as a barrier, these disciples wouldn't be able to sense the flow of Spiritual Qi in the surrounding environment.

In the crowd, a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage shivered. After all, his cultivation was low. Although he had a talisman to expel the cold, he still felt very cold, so he took out another talisman from his pocket.

Seeing this, a young man beside him frowned slightly. "Don't waste talismans. We don't know how long we have to stay on this glacier. There are strong cultivators everywhere. If something happens, Master won't have time to take care of us. We have to rely on ourselves. One more talisman means one more thing to rely on."

This young man wasn't old. His facial features were handsome, and his eyes were bright and full of expression. However, his expression was rigid and meticulous, making him look quite mature.

When the Qi Refining Stage cultivator heard this, he became angry out of humiliation. "Li Yuanfang, you're in the Foundation Building realm now. Of course you can make sarcastic remarks."

What he said was actually quite unreasonable. Everyone present was conserving their magic power and using talismans to keep themselves warm.

Both he and Li Yuanfang were formation cultivators. The difference in physical strength between the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Building Stage wasn't big. Without using their magic power, the cold they felt was the same.

Li Yuanfang wasn't angry. Silently, he said, "I feel more cold than you because I control the speed at which the magic power of the talisman spreads. Your talisman can still last for 12 hours and a quarter, while mine can last for 16 hours."

The Qi Refining Stage cultivator's face was a bit red. "Are you showing off to me?"

He and Li Yuanfang were both disciples of Ancestor He Tu who entered the sect relatively late. Their cultivation levels were originally similar, but Li Yuanfang recently succeeded in building his foundation and suddenly surpassed him.

Li Yuanfang was still very calm. "I'm just doing it for your own good. A dam of a thousand miles can collapse because of an ant's nest. Small negligence accumulates and becomes a big disaster."

One of the Golden Elixir Period cultivators next to them frowned and said, "Both of you, shut up and deduce the formation. Don't talk about useless things."

These words were obviously biased. Although he was reprimanding both of them at the same time, it was more directed at Li Yuanfang.

The Qi Refining Stage cultivator said loudly, "Yes, Eldest Senior Brother!" After saying that, he looked at Li Yuanfang proudly.

Li Yuanfang nodded calmly and didn't say anything. He just looked at the formation drawn on the ice by the Golden Elixir Period cultivator.

The Eldest Senior Brother narrowed his eyes. "What? Junior Brother Li, do you have anything else to say? "

Li Yuanfang's expression didn't change. Silently, he said, "Eldest Senior Brother, the fourth and seventh runes on your formation are reversed, and the thirteenth rune is drawn incorrectly."

Everyone around rolled their eyes, showing an expression that said "as expected".

Although this Li Yuanfang entered the sect late, he was very talented in formations, so he was deeply favored by Ancestor He Tu.

However, this person had many shortcomings. One of them was that he was strict and serious, but to put it bluntly, he was nitpicky.

Li Yuanfang was a person who liked to be serious and was a perfectionist.

If that was all, it wouldn't be a big deal, but what was even more unacceptable was that not only was he strict with himself, but he also pointed out other people's mistakes without any politeness, not leaving the slightest face for others.

At first, his fellow disciples thought that he was purposely showing off because he was arrogant and prideful because of his talent.

However, there was one time when he obtained a formation diagram drawn by his Master, Patriarch He Tu, in the past when his cultivation was relatively low, and he bluntly pointed out a mistake in it in front of everyone. All of his fellow disciples were instantly speechless. They finally understood that this person wasn't arrogant because of his talent, but he was completely ignorant of the ways of the world.

However, his temper just happened to be to Ancestor He Tu's liking. After a short moment of shock, Ancestor He Tu laughed heartily.

So at this moment, facing the Eldest Senior Brother whose face was as red as a shrimp, everyone's eyes were full of sympathy. They subconsciously adjusted their positions and used their bodies to block the formation they had drawn.

Li Yuanfang's expression was still calm, while his Eldest Senior Brother stared at him with a pair of ox eyes. In his heart, he had already cursed all eight generations of Li Yuanfang's ancestors. "If it weren't for Master protecting you, I would have taught you a lesson."

Some people looked at the Eldest Senior Brother gloatingly. "Who asked you to have a dirty mouth? You just had to provoke that annoying guy. You're looking for trouble, aren't you?"

Ancestor He Tu appreciated Li Yuanfang's talent, but he also knew that with this kind of character, he would easily be at a disadvantage. Not to mention outsiders, even his fellow disciples couldn't stand him.

Although Ancestor He Tu could protect him, even if the disciples didn't dare to really take revenge, they would inevitably exclude him in private.

So when Ancestor He Tu taught Li Yuanfang Taoism, he also warned him to correct this habit.

Now, when Li Yuanfang saw his fellow disciples making mistakes when drawing the formation, he would keep silent most of the time. But everyone had their own pride, especially those who had joined the sect earlier than him and whose cultivation was higher than his, they always believed that they didn't make any mistakes.

But most of the time, they were slapped in the face by Li Yuanfang just like just now.

A group of people was watching the show when they suddenly heard Master He Tu say, "Everyone, be quiet."

Everyone came back to their senses and looked in the direction of Ancestor He Tu's gaze. After a long time, they saw several rays of light, some red and some blue, flying over their heads.

"They're from the Tianchi Sect." Ancestor He Tu said Slowly. Li Yuanfang and the others were all nervous when they heard that. Because the Arctic Ice Sea was too desolate, there were no particularly large cultivation forces there, and the Tianchi Sect was the closest sect to this place geographically.

The Tianchi Sect had always been domineering. They hadn't found the specific location of the Kun Peng's Secret Treasure yet, but once they found it, it was very likely that they would clear the area.

Ancestor He Tu said, "Don't worry about others. Just mind your own business. The formation derived from the Kun Peng's Secret Treasure is extremely complicated and mysterious. As long as you can understand a thing or two about it, this trip will be worthwhile."

Everyone agreed in unison, but most of them were thinking about how powerful they would be if they could get the Kun Peng's Secret Treasure and obtain the inherited magic arts and power.

Their whole lives would be turned upside down.

However, Li Yuanfang didn't think so much. He deeply agreed with his Master He Tu's order and just focused on figuring out the changes in the nearby Spiritual Qi.

Suddenly, a dragon roar resounded in the ice land. Ancestor He Tu and the others looked toward the distant sky in surprise.

Most of the cultivators on the Arctic Ice Sea also looked up at the sky in surprise. There, a huge crack appeared in the space, and a huge black dragon stuck its head out. On its huge head sat a purple-robed scholar and a purple-robed, red-haired girl.

Most people didn't know who they were, but someone from the Tianchi Sect looked at them carefully for a moment and his expression changed. "They're from Xuanmen Tianzong!"

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