After Wu Zichen left the valley, he didn't rush around randomly. Instead, as if he had a clear goal, he walked along a mountain range and flew towards the place where a group of white cranes were flying.
The scenery within the Mysterious Realm was beautiful and rich in color. Looking at it, it was like a painting of mountains and rivers, as if everything here was untainted by the dust of the secular world.
However, as he flew over, all the mountains and rivers changed, but it always gave people a feeling of dullness, appearing very lethargic.
At this moment, a towering pavilion on a mountain ridge appeared in his field of vision. He turned his gaze and looked down. Finally, he stood on a large platform paved with green bricks.
The middle-aged Daoist who was supposed to go to the Hidden Mountain was standing here at this moment. Seeing his arrival, his face darkened, and he said, "What's wrong with you guys? Didn't you say you only came to fight? If you lose in the fight, there's still room for discussion. Why do you want to kill as soon as you come? "
Wu Zichen said calmly, "They're threatening me."
The middle-aged Daoist snorted, flicked his sleeve, and said, "Forget it, I've already pushed this matter to Xuanfu for you guys. I'm trying to get rid of the irrelevant people outside, but this matter can't be hidden for long. Hurry up and do what you need to do, and leave as soon as you're done."
Wu Zichen looked at him, and said, "I need to lead the way."
The middle-aged Daoist looked at him, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me." After speaking, he leaped, turned into an obscure light, and led the way in front. Wu Zichen also followed behind.
Guard Wei looked at this scene, and said, "Are these your people?"
Wu Zhiyuan's walking stick paused, and said, "These are the people our allies arranged here. The Mysterious Realm is so big, the cultivators usually don't gather in one place. If there's no one inside to receive them, it's hard for us to find them."
Guard Wei said, "You guys are well prepared."
Wu Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, "This is a matter of great importance, we have to be careful."
Wu Zichen and the Daoist arrived in front of a dark green towering mountain after a summer's time. This place was a precipice with a bottomless ravine. Clouds and mist filled the air. Occasionally, the cries of cranes could be heard.
The middle-aged Daoist pointed and said, "This is Mount Zang. In Lingmiao Mysterious Realm, Mount Zang and Mount Shuiyue's cultivators are the most outstanding. Mount Shuiyue's lineage is somewhat related to Master Baixiu, while Mount Zang's lineage is the place where many sword cultivators gather.
Right now, the Shuiyue lineage's power has long declined, only leaving behind a few old men in seclusion. There's no need to look for this generation. Right now, the Zangshan lineage is the most outstanding. If you want to spar, go find them. "
Wu Zichen looked down and said, "Are they in the mountains?"
The middle-aged Taoist said, "The sword cultivators of the Zangshan Mountain have been in closed-door training since they came back from Shuangzhou last time. Now everyone is here, so there can't be any mistake." He paused and said to Wu Zichen, "I've already explained the matter. You can do whatever you want, but remember, don't drag me into this."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid of being discovered and hurriedly left.
After Wu Zichen waited for him to leave, he floated to the front of the mountain and transmitted his voice, "Wu Zichen greets the mountain."
After a while, a deep voice came from the mountain, "My Mount Zang lineage is in closed-door training. We won't contact the outside world for sixty years. Fellow Daoist, please go."
Wu Zichen was silent for a while. He didn't leave, but instead flew directly into the mountain.
Although Mount Zang lineage was in closed-door training, they didn't really seal the mountain. They only placed a few illusionary magic tools symbolically.
The cultivators in Lingmiao Mysterious Realm all had a tacit understanding. As long as they said they were in closed-door training, no one would disturb them. Moreover, Mount Zang lineage's cultivators were the strongest in the entire Lingmiao Mysterious Realm. Usually, no one would dare to provoke them, so there was no need to seal the mountain path.
However, Wu Zichen was a creator. Although he received a lot of experience and inheritance from his consciousness, he never paid attention to this set of rules.
After he flew into the mountain, he circled around and saw a place that was blocked by a huge stone door. He immediately landed and shook the mountain wall with his mind. A moment later, he forcefully broke open a gap and rushed in without hesitation.
The commotion here naturally spread to the inside. The Hidden Mountain sword cultivators all came out from their respective seclusion grounds and came to a huge cavern hall. Through the Light Reflecting Jade Disc, everyone quickly saw Wu Zichen who was rapidly advancing in the cavern.
Guan Xuan said angrily, "Where did this person come from? So rude, actually breaking into the mountain? Does he really think that there's no one in Mount Zang? "
Yu Fu looked at the jade and said, "This person looks like a Xuanxiu, but I don't remember there being such a person in Xuanxiu."
Guan Xuan said, "What's so strange about that? Maybe he just broke through recently?" He snorted, "The way I see it, this person must have seen Zhang Xuan beat my senior brothers and thought he had the same patience. That's why he came to find me to fight for his reputation! “
He turned to Daoist Lin, "Senior Brother Lin, what do you think we should do?"
Daoist Lin thought for a moment and said, "Since Senior Brother said to seal the mountain, then we can't go out. When that person comes, we'll meet up with him."
At this time, a gentle voice came from above, "Don't worry about it. Go back and cultivate. Leave this person to me."
The person who spoke was obviously very prestigious. When everyone heard this, they all said yes in unison, cupped their fists, and then dispersed.
After a long time, Wu Zichen suddenly stopped. This was because the fog in front of him revealed the entrance to a stone cave.
He paused for a moment, then walked in.
As soon as he entered the cave, he heard the clear sound of water dripping from deep in the distance. It seemed ethereal.
This cave was not long. After about a hundred steps, he came to the end. Light shone in from above. Below, there was a pool of water under the light. A Daoist wearing a cold blue Daoist robe was sitting there with his back to him.
Wu Zichen did not waste any words. He stood there and said, "Wu Zichen is here to ask for advice."
The Daoist did not turn around. He sat there and sighed, "Why come here?"
After Wu Zichen bowed, he took a step forward and was about to attack. But at this time, he suddenly felt a dazzling sword light flash in front of him.
In the Tenki-in Hall workshop, the people of the Crow Institution who were watching the battle felt the light screen in front of them darken. It flickered a few times, and then a blurry scene appeared. It was so fast that it was almost impossible to recognize it. Finally, the scene rolled a few times. A clear blue sky appeared in their sight, and then it stopped moving.
Master Jin was shocked, "What is this? What happened just now? "
Guard Wei was silent for a while. Then he said with difficulty, "He was killed. He was killed by a sword."
He saw that after Wu Zichen entered the mysterious realm, almost no one could defeat him. He originally looked down on these true cultivators. But when he saw the sword light just now, the sword intent that could destroy all life directly shone into his mind. Even though it was just a light screen, it made his mind go blank. He was almost frozen and could not move.
At this time, the sound of people falling to the ground could be heard. He turned around and saw more than ten master craftsmen fall down. Clearly, they were affected when they saw this scene.
Immediately, many guards hurried over to check them one by one. He raised his head and said, "Institution, they are all not breathing."
The Crow Institution's face was also a bit pale. Just now, the sword light had also injured his mind. However, the divine robe he wore was slightly better. In addition, each of the master craftsmen wore a protective jade pendant that was given to them by the higher-ups. Thus, they did not suffer the same fate.
He tapped his walking stick and said, "Carry them down. If you can, save them."
The guards cupped their fists and immediately carried them down.
The Crow Institution turned around and said to Master Jin, "It seems that the first replica has been destroyed. Immediately start the second one."
Master Jin said and immediately went to the side to make arrangements.
This was the strength of creations. As long as there were enough materials, they could be created repeatedly.
However, there was a limit to Creator cultivators. Over the past few decades, the Heaven's Chance Court had used up all the materials they had and only managed to create three replicas.
In 60 to 70 years, if placed in the entire continent, there were more than three Xuanxiu who could reach this level.
However, they did not think that it was not worth it. The appearance of creations meant that this path was feasible. As long as they opened a beginning, there would naturally be people who would continue to walk down this path.
Moreover, their plan was not limited to this.
After a while, a cabin rose from below. Inside the glass cabin was a replica that was exactly the same as Wu Zichen's. As the liquid inside was sucked dry, the cabin door opened. In the midst of smoke, the second replica walked out.
The Crow Institution looked at him and said in a low voice, "Your name is' Wu Zisi '. Continue what you were doing before."
Wu Zi Si nodded his head and raised his head. With a flash of his body, he turned into a ray of light and flew towards the outside through the previously opened tunnel.
Guard Wei said, "Crow Institution, are these two replicas exactly the same?"
The Crow Institution said, "No, there are some differences in consciousness. Just now, the first replica saw things. We have already transmitted them into his memories. To him, it was as if he had experienced them personally. Apart from that, there is another difference. Guard Wei will know soon."
After Wu Zisi left the Tenki-in Hall, he flew towards the continent. He flew towards the north. After a day and a night, he arrived at Dang Province. He entered the Spirit Mystic Realm through the entrance of the Temple of Righteousness.
After he entered, he did not stop for a moment. He flew along the back of the mountain and arrived near Mount Tibet. However, this time, he was not in a hurry to enter the mountain. Instead, he landed on a flat ground outside.
He took a few steps forward and looked down. He saw the remnants of a hand on the ground. The hand was holding a divine eye. He reached out and grabbed it. The severed hand floated up. He grabbed it again and placed it on his forehead. At the same time, he closed his eyes and looked as if he was receiving some kind of information.
After a short while, the severed hand turned into a pile of ashes and scattered down. He also pressed the divine eye that had been left behind into his forehead. Then, with a flash of light, he flew towards Mount Zang once again!
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