Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Chapter 459 1 years

Returning to the mortal world again, Luo Shan looked at the brand new mortal kingdom and praised it.

Nowadays, mortals have long been accustomed to seeing immortal cultivators.

Almost every one or two years, there would be cultivators coming from overseas.

The existence of those immortals has greatly changed their lives, and there has been no war for hundreds of years.

To them, cultivators are immortals who come to save their existence.

Seeing thousands more cultivators appear, everyone looked over curiously with eager eyes.

Luo Shan was the first to leave after arriving in the mundane world. She still had to go to the virtual world. After all, the two drops of chaos liquid that Xiaocao promised her had not been given to her yet.

Returning to the bottom of the dragon cave, Luo Shan saw that the virtual realm had grown a little bigger and was about to form a space vortex. He nodded with satisfaction.

The grass reluctantly gave two drops of chaos liquid, and its distressed leaves shrank by half.

"Luo Shan, the Void Realm will still be effective for a hundred years, and then we can escape from the Wufang Realm. By then, help me bring those mortals into the Void Realm."

"No problem." Luo San nodded.

"But how could it be so fast? Didn't it take a thousand years?" Luo Shan still remembered that the little thing had said it would take a thousand years.

"Those cultivators broke through several spatial barriers of the Wufang Realm. The Wufang Realm is now like a balloon with air leaking everywhere. It won't last much longer."

The grass' tone was filled with anger, and that was why it hated those monks so much.

He was greedy by nature and exhausted all the resources of Wufang Realm, and finally even wanted to destroy Wufang Realm.

If those cultivators were not so self-righteous, how would the upper realm have the opportunity to take action against the Wufang Realm.

Thinking of this, Xiaocao was filled with indignation.

Luo Shan instantly thought of the cross-border space teleportation array. It was because of this method that the hole in the barrier of the Four Directions Realm became bigger and bigger, and later it even required two barrier stones to repair it.

It can be seen that the cross-border space teleportation array causes damage to the boundary.

I don’t know which world is so unlucky that the people from the four sects found the node of the space barrier.

Luo Shan did not say anything, but entered the virtual realm. Seeing that Ling Wanran and Gu Qingcheng had made great progress in their cultivation, and Gu Qingcheng even vaguely touched the threshold of transcending the tribulation, he could not help but nodded.

Having thrown the spirit veins in casually before, Luo San this time was going to follow the instructions of the little grass and place those spirit veins in several corners of the virtual realm.

After doing all this, another half a year passed. When Luo San came out, more than a year had passed in the outside world.

With his clone cultivating in the virtual realm, there is no need for Luo San to stay here every day. There are more and more cultivators in the secular world now, so naturally some of them will start to find ways to cause trouble.

Especially nowadays, there are not many high-level cultivators in the mortal world. Most of them are low-level cultivators. Those Qi-refining cultivators just look stronger than ordinary people.

This time, Luo Shan discovered that some monks were taking advantage of mortals' beliefs and starting to take evil paths.

After leaving the dragon's lair, Luo Shan headed straight for the witch clan's base.

Let the Wu Clan pay more attention to those independent cultivators.

"There are too many independent cultivators, and I'm afraid I can't keep them under control." The high priest frowned. The secular world today is not the same as before.

"It's okay, just do your best." Luo San said.

"By the way, make more preparations. There are still a hundred years left at the latest. Don't save those spirit stones. Provide the spirit stones needed for cultivation for the clan members with lower cultivation bases." There are quite a few low-level independent cultivators in the Wu Clan. If they have to wait for a hundred years, I'm afraid that most of the clan members with too low cultivation bases will die.

The spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin, and with so many cultivators nowadays, it is no problem for the Nascent Soul and Golden Core to wait for a hundred years, but those who are refining Qi and building the foundation cannot wait.

"I understand." The high priest nodded, thought for a moment and then tried:

"Luo San, will the Wu Clan be okay?"

"Naturally, the four major sects chose to leave via the space teleportation array, and I am not someone who will just sit there and wait for death."

"When the time comes, I will explain it myself." Luo San did not say it directly.

"Okay, I believe you." The high priest breathed a sigh of relief after getting the confirmation.

Just as Luo Shan had expected, in the following period of time, those low-level cultivators, knowing that their lifespans were coming to an end but they had no way to break through, began to go astray.

There were even some monks who felt they had been cheated and angrily cursed Gu Qingcheng and others.

"They said there was a glimmer of hope in the mortal world. Now that our life span is almost over, how can there be any hope? I think those people deliberately tricked us into this place with thin spiritual energy so that we can be buried together with those monks who think they can't survive."

"That's right. It's been so long and we can't see anyone. We came here for a glimmer of hope, not because we really want to die with you."

"It is said that the essence and blood of a hundred foundation builders plus a spirit-attached flower can be used to refine a pill that can extend one's lifespan by a hundred years."

"Is this recipe real or fake?" Someone frowned, not quite believing it.

"Whether it's true or not, we have to try it to know. It happens that I have two spirit flowers in my hand. Why don't we catch some foundation-building cultivators and try it?" The Nascent Soul cultivator who proposed the method before spoke up.

"Then let's try it first. There aren't many people in this mundane realm, just mortals and low-level cultivators."

It was almost full.

After some discussion, everyone came up with a plan.

In order not to attract attention, they did not dare to arrest too many people at one time, but instead arrested people in different towns.

In just three months, one hundred foundation-building cultivators had been captured.

After a series of experiments, a completely red pill was condensed.

Although it gave off a faint smell of blood, after a Yuanying cultivator took it, he was shocked to find that his life span, which was originally close to the end, was increased by another hundred years.

The Nascent Soul cultivators were overjoyed. Their lifespans were already coming to an end, so they were naturally very happy to have found this method.

So, everyone started to inquire about the news of the soul-attached flower and secretly capture the foundation-building monks.

It is not known whether it was a coincidence or for some other reason, but a Wu clan foundation-building cultivator disappeared after he went down the mountain.

The foundation-building cultivator was a Gu cultivator. Although he was missing, the spiritual Gu helped him find the Wu clan.

After Ying Chan's spiritual Gu and the returning spiritual Gu transmitted the information, Ying Chan took the initiative to take over this matter.

As a Mahayana cultivator, he could find the group of Nascent Soul cultivators just by following the sensation of the spiritual Gu.

So, while those Yuanyings were still immersed in joy, they were wiped out by Ying Chan.

Ying Chan was holding two red pills in her hand. A faint smell of blood came over her. The corpses all over the ground were shocking. They were all cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

After this incident, the Wu Clan also warned the independent cultivators who had other ideas, and at the same time spread the news that they had a maximum of one hundred years before they could leave.