Two thick and alternate pieces of animal meat were threaded on the iron rods and roasted until they were sizzling and oily, and the meat had turned golden brown.
Wuming squatted by the campfire, staring at the barbecue with wide eyes, a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth. He ate a lot of barbecue, but the various seasonings that Yin Xuege brought from the ground were not available in the underground foreign land.
The carefully selected front leg meat of the best monsters is the most plump. Coupled with the seasonings from the ground, the smell of barbecue makes Wuming feel as if he is in the paradise world.
Yin Xuuge took action. He took out his dagger and cut off the roasted beast meat piece by piece, and distributed them to Wuming, Bai Yuzi, and the Tingting beast at will.
He swallowed the fragrant barbecue with big mouthfuls, and Wuming vaguely admired it. The listening beast was also shaking its head and chewing heavily, and made a "humming" sound from its nose with great enjoyment.
Bai Yuzi swallowed his portion of the barbecue with disdain and looked at Wuming and Tingting Beast arrogantly. The expression on his face almost revealed the word 'country bumpkin'.
The ground was trembling faintly. It was Huang Pu Xiongqi and his subordinates who were struggling desperately in the Black Mist Valley of the Gods. After all, he is the head of the Holy Family with strong cultivation. Huangpu Xiongqi has been working hard all day and night, but he is still very energetic.
But the Black Mist Valley of the Gods, this sinister and vicious underground ruins, was a trap carefully selected by Lan Shuixin and specially designed for Huang Pu Xiongqi. Not only are the forbidden ambushes of the ancient demonic sects left here, but there are also advanced formations from the void spiritual world set up by the ant queen.
Add the two together, how could Huangpu Xiongqi escape
After dividing the two pieces of animal meat cleanly and wiping the small dagger on his hand, Yin Xuege sat by the campfire and fell into deep thought.
He was judging the purpose of Lan Shuixin's actions based on the intelligence and information he had. He was weighing what would happen to the Holy Dharma Sect if Lan Shuixin really trapped Huang Pu Xiongqi to death here, and he killed the other two heads of the Holy Family.
One thing is certain, without the Holy Dharma Sect to suppress the destiny of the sect and the 'Dharma Cauldron' that suppresses the world of Yuanlu, no one can be Lan Shuixin's opponent.
However, for the sake of balance, the heads of the three most holy families had to take action at the same time and use the forbidden jade talismans they left behind to activate the magic tripod and unleash the tyrannical power of the magic tripod to suppress the world.
Without Huangpu Xiongqi, there is more than a 70% chance that the Holy Method will fall into the hands of Lan Shuixin.
A unified, united and holy method where all the power is concentrated together is not what Yin Xuege wants.
Chaos, the more chaotic the better, the chaotic Holy Dharma, this is the most ideal Holy Dharma in Yin Xuege's heart. It would be best if they could attack each other and form a bloody feud. That would be the most ideal situation.
The Supreme Saint Dharma Sect is composed of 803 saint families. Their mutual interests are extremely complicated. They join forces to rule the entire Yuanlu world. All the dynasties in this world are their slaves, just tools they use to collect rare resources.
As for the major sects in the Yuanlu world, they were just forces established by the disciples of the saints back then.
These sects and dynasties stand side by side, and within each dynasty, there is a sect with comparable strength. Sects and dynasties rely on each other, but they monitor and balance each other. This is also a means for the Holy Sect to control the world of Yuanlu.
If the Holy Sect loses control within itself and the powerful saint families turn against each other, then the dynasty and sect controlled by them will inevitably fall into chaos. It is inevitable that the major forces will fight against each other. The powerful will annex the weak. In the process of annexation, the power of the powerful will be continuously weakened.
Yin Xuege wants to weaken the most holy method.
He pondered for a long time and casually threw one of his tree clones into the soil aside. The tree quickly absorbed the water and nutrients in the soil, absorbing the rich vitality of heaven and earth. The seed coat split, and a green bud grew out.
There was a clone tree left here, and Yin Xuuge looked at Taoist Feng Wu who was sitting aside and teasing Bai Yuzi.
"Fellow Taoist, you are most familiar with this underground foreign land and the wild land of Western Xinjiang. Do you know the whereabouts of certain beings?"
After hearing Yin Xuege's words, Taoist Fengwu immediately took out a palm-sized jade tablet and imprinted a map inside with his soul. He made hundreds of landmark points on the map and then threw the jade tablet to Yin Xuege.
"Those guys, although they are all seriously injured, and the serious injuries are difficult to recover, but they come from the Holy Spirit Realm after all, have weird tempers and are very difficult to deal with. Especially they, they look down on the natives of the Yuanlu world, so you must be careful when dealing with them .”
As an old tree demon with a long history, Taoist Fengwu's wisdom is beyond the reach of human beings. He quickly figured out Yin Xuege's intention, and he was very excited about Yin Xuege's plan. However, out of the instinct of an old monster, he still cautiously warned Yin Xuege that the things he wanted to find Guys, they are not all good.
Yin Xuuge nodded and smiled. He remembered Taoist Feng Wu's warning. At the same time, his consciousness entered the jade tablet and carefully read the simple information about the guys marked on the map.
The ground was still trembling. Although Huangpu Xiongqi was sealed in the formation and trapped by the strange restrictions of the Black Mist Valley of the Gods, his attack was really terrifyingly powerful. The ground with a radius of tens of thousands of miles was covered by his The aftermath of the attack was shaky and the momentum was astonishing.
Yin Xuuge held the jade tablet and said hello to Wuming.
"Hey, monk, I saved your life, you owe me a favor, come with me!"
Wuming was stunned. He wiped his greasy hands randomly on the animal skin skirt he was wearing. He pointed at his nose and complained seriously.
"I'm a poor monk, my name is unknown. I don't want to be called monk or monk. Also, I don't like the names bald man, bald donkey, dead thief bald, etc."
Half a month later, in the depths of the wild wilderness of Western Xinjiang.
A thousand miles wide and winding along the edge of the river, the Wuxiang Divine Soldier turned into a small boat and carried Yin Xuege forward. Bai Yuzi was on the river below, her belly rubbing against the river water, "chichichichi" as if she was floating in the water, and she quickly slid forward.
Wuming was riding upside down on the back of the Listening Beast, holding in both hands a volume of the secret book "The Great Liberation Buddha's Mother's Debate Sutra" from the Liberation Temple, while shaking his head and reciting it.
Wuming was not very good at understanding those profound, exquisite, and precise verses, so he recited them over and over again, with a certain perseverance that could penetrate the stone. As he chanted, golden light patterns appeared around him from time to time. Light patterns moved in and out of his body, and with each in and out, Wuming's cultivation steadily improved a little.
The blue sky was high and the turbid waves were rolling. I flew with all my strength along the river to the upper reaches of the west for seven days and seven nights. I don't know how many miles I flew. In front of me, where the river swirled, a circular lake with a diameter of more than 30,000 miles appeared.
A vast expanse of white water rolled wildly, and countless whirlpools and undercurrents collided with each other in the lake. Occasionally, white waves tens of feet high erupted from the lake, making loud and dull noises. Countless aquatic animals such as fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs can be seen playing in the waves, and some demonic aquatic animals are pushing huge waves on the waves to form military formations and perform martial arts.
Yin Xuege scanned these water tribes with his spiritual consciousness, and it was clear that what they practiced were serious demon cultivation methods, which had no similarity with the rigid and inflexible system of the Holy Method.
Moreover, the techniques practiced by the demon cultivators are mysterious and exquisite. Although they are water demons, the demon energy in their bodies is thick and pure. In their spiritual consciousness, their demon power is like countless blue-black crystals, pure, condensed and shining. .
The group did not hide their whereabouts, but flew majestically close to the water to the edge of the lake.
The little demons made from dozens of crayfish, the water demons that had condensed the Nascent Soul and even the Yuanshen came flying over the water waves. When they saw Yin Xuege and the others, the few shrimp whiskers on their huge heads started to tremble violently. Rolling around, shouting loudly in extremely unskilled human language.
"A living person, a living person, a big living person!"
"It's so rare, come and see, there's a big living person there!"
"Hey, there's a living person with a bald, shiny head that can reflect light."
"Caught, caught. There are no outsiders here. They must be spies. Caught them all. Caught them all!"
The little monsters bared their teeth and geared up to press towards Yin Xuege and Wuming. They were wearing armor and holding weapons, and the weapons were shining with light. They were clearly high-quality magical weapons. Yin Xuuge glanced at these weapons with his spiritual consciousness, and his face became a little stiff.
These little demons whose cultivation level is no higher than the Yuan Shen realm, their combat effectiveness is probably on par with ordinary Qi refiners whose Qi can connect hundreds of meridians. But the weapons in their hands were actually at the worst level of Heavenly Immortal Weapon.
Moreover, the materials used in these heavenly immortal weapons are extremely precious, and the refining techniques are smooth and sophisticated, which are much more sophisticated and sophisticated than the weapon refining techniques inherited from the Heavenly Deaf and Earthly Dumb Puppet Sect. This definitely does not belong to the level that the Yuanlu world should have. It can only be a secret technique spread from the upper world.
Looking at the weapons wrapped in water, Yin Xuege calmed down and laughed loudly.
"Fellow Taoists, please be patient. The 'poor Taoist' is not a spy."
With a wave of his sleeves, a breeze roared out and turned into a wind wall visible to the naked eye, blocking these little demons. No matter how much the little demons pushed and beat the wind wall with all their strength, they were still unable to damage the wind wall at all.
The little demons were shocked by Yin Xuege's wind-controlling magical power. They had never seen anything in the world, and they screamed "chirp" and subconsciously backed away from the distance.
On the huge lake, a small mountain-like wave of water surged out silently. The waves rose hundreds of feet high, then quietly broke open and turned into countless water dragons falling into the lake. A huge old turtle man with a radius of three to four hundred feet stood up, his green eyes widened, staring at Yin Xuege, with a long neck that was stretched extremely long, even longer than his body. It's going to grow a lot.
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