In any case, he was finally out. Lu Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Before coming here, he had gone to the cave where Iron Corpse Scabbard had stayed and found that the restrictions inside had clearly been damaged. He remembered that Iron Corpse Scabbard had told him that there was a Nascent Formation Pill inside, but when Lu Xiaotian went there again, there was nothing inside.
Since he couldn't obtain a ready-made Nascent Formation Pill, he could only spend some time to collect the spirit materials needed to refine it.
Just like a few decades ago, when he entered the early Gold Core stage and arrived at the periphery of the Misty Palace, there were a large number of restrictions in the sky above the huge island. A transparent barrier like a barrier separated the huge island from the vast sea. Lu Xiaotian searched along the wet island, killing several sea worms that had jumped up from the wetlands to attack him.
Lu Xiaotian was looking for a place where the restrictions were relatively weak and where there were fewer monster beasts. Otherwise, he would be besieged by monster beasts as soon as he went out, and the situation would undoubtedly be very unfavorable.
Lu Xiaotian stopped when he reached an open area, but at that moment, several figures quickly flew over from the distant bushes.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes swept over them and found that there were as many as seven people. When he saw the middle-aged man with a frosty face and a tall and sturdy figure, Lu Xiaotian's pupils shrank. This person's aura was not inferior to his, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. Lu Xiaotian looked at him and his heart trembled. He actually felt a faint burning pain. This was not a pressure that a late stage Jin Dan cultivator could bring to him.
During the ten years he had stayed on the island, Lu Xiaotian had not only reached a higher level in Misty Hall's Sword Dao, but he had also experienced many dangers, fighting monster beasts and other adventurers. This had also allowed Lu Xiaotian's cultivation to advance even further. In the late stage Jin Dan cultivator, Lu Xiaotian had yet to meet anyone whose soul was stronger than his.
Could it be? Lu Xiaotian thought of a possibility.
"Patriarch Frost-Drake, we've run into a lone Jin Dan cultivator. How should we deal with him?" A handsome young man dressed in white and wearing a white hat looked at Lu Xiaotian maliciously. His face was so pale that he didn't look like a normal cultivator.
Sure enough, it turned out to be a Nascent Soul cultivator. No wonder it felt a little strange. This was not a real body, but a substitute like Ghost Venerable and Demon Cultivator Xiong Ao. However, the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator's substitute was far beyond that of an ordinary Jin Dan cultivator. In order to kill the Two-Headed Corpse Vulture that Ghost Venerable possessed, Lu Xiaotian, Chi Yunsang and Iron Corpse Scabbard had to join forces to kill it.
"For a lone cultivator to be able to come here, he must be quite wealthy. Leave this task to us two brothers." A pair of bald, brawny men rubbed their bald heads, dressed like arhats, and took a step forward.
Patriarch Frost-Drake raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "Reckless bastard. Do you really think you can beat him with just the few of you?"
"Ancestor, what do you mean?" After the bald Chi brothers heard this, their footsteps shrank back, and their faces revealed a somewhat hesitant expression.
"Lu Daoyou, Lu Qian. How come it's you?"
Among the crowd, Lu Xiaotian and Lu Xiaotian had seen the one-armed Daoist nun before. At that time, they had even fought. Fu Jiaojiao, who was beside the one-armed Daoist nun, looked at Lu Xiaotian with surprise.
"If you can come, then so can I," she said. "It's been dozens of years since we last met. I didn't expect you to have already stepped onto the great dao of Jin Dan.
Lu Xiaotian faintly smiled. Looking at these people in front of him, he was not afraid at all. In the Misty Palace, he had encountered too many dangers. It was not like he had never encountered a situation that was several times more dangerous than this.
"Senior," Patriarch Frost-Drake said, "the other Fellow Daoists who came with me have unfortunately perished. I'm all alone, and my gains are limited. I just want to get out of here. I hope you can make things easier for me, Senior. "
With that, Lu Xiaotian turned to Patriarch Frost-Drake and said in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing.
"Limited gains?" Who would believe that? "Didn't you and your friends gang up on me years ago? What, you're down in the dumps now? Why should we make things easier for you? "
The one-armed Daoist nun glared at Lu Xiaotian with hatred. Although Lu Xiaotian's strength was nothing compared to hers, he had been one of the people who had ganged up on her and her fellow disciples. Several of them had died, and she had lost an arm. Scarlet Cloud-Sang and the others were nowhere to be found, so it was only natural that she didn't have a good expression on her face when she saw Lu Xiaotian. He was even looking at Lu Xiaotian with an eager look in his eyes.
"Patriarch Frost-Drake," Patriarch Frost-Drake said, "this guy's surname is Lu, and he's a rare spell formation master. If he could give me some pointers, I'm sure it would be much easier for me to get out."
Fu Jiaojiao's eyes flickered in thought. She had never imagined that Man Qing and Lu Xiaotian would have a grudge against each other. But then, she thought of a way to ease the tension.
"Oh? A spell formation master? Is that really the case? "Patriarch Frost-Drake looked at Lu Xiaotian with a bit of interest.
"Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of being laughed at by senior. Junior's attainments in array formation are quite limited. However, I was lucky enough to reach the island or leave this place. Back then, it was precisely because of this that I was chosen by others. Unfortunately, that group of people have already fallen." Lu Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders and said.
"In that case," Patriarch Frost-Drake said, nodding. "Come with us."
"I'll follow your orders, Patriarch." Lu Xiaotian's face lit up with delight. Although he didn't get along well with these people, if he could borrow their power to get out of here, then that would be a good thing.
"Wonderful, Lu Daoyou," Fu Jiaojiao said, introducing a graceful woman to Lu Xiaotian. "This is my Elder Sister Zhou. She taught me everything I know."
"I never would have guessed that I'd run into an old friend of Junior Sister Fu's here," Zhou Qianqian said. "After we left Azure Prefecture City, Junior Sister Fu mentioned Lu Daoyou to me a few times. I never imagined that we'd meet again in such a way."
Zhou Qianqian smiled at Lu Xiaotian. Her heart thumped. That Daoist Nun Man Qing had always been her enemy. If she could get Lu Xiaotian to help her, it wouldn't be a bad idea.
"It really is unexpected," Zhou Qianqian said.
"Enough," she said. "We don't have time to listen to your idle chatter. Right now, we need to find a way out of here. Let's get the ugly talk out of the way first. If you can't show your cultivation base when it comes to spell formations, and you dare to deceive Patriarch Frost-Drake, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Daoist Nun Man Qing's voice was cold. Even the white-robed young woman, Man Gou, looked at Lu Xiaotian with hostility. It was almost as if she were thinking about how Lu Xiaotian and the others had ganged up on her.
"I won't let you down," Lu Xiaotian said. Back when he had first entered the Misty Palace, Lu Xiaotian would have felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. After all, back then, he was definitely not a match for her. But now, the tables had turned, and the true threat came from Patriarch Frost-Drake.
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