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

Chapter 416 It’s a big deal

After taking the spirit stone, Luo Shan returned to the restaurant.

In the following days, Luo Shan would go to the restaurant lobby from time to time to listen to gossip. Concerning the small secret realm for foundation building in Penglai Qingge, the four major sects were indeed keeping it a secret.

At least, Luo Shan stayed in the restaurant for more than a month and heard nothing about the secret place.

But it doesn’t matter. If you calculate the time, it’s about time. It’s time to know everything.

Luo Ershan in another city gritted her teeth. Wasn't it just a harmless little joke? Did the original body have to torment her like that?

She has to travel all over the country to earn 10,000 top-grade spirit stones. This is deliberately making things more difficult for her.

Although he was secretly complaining in his heart, Luo Ershan still diligently completed the task assigned by Luo San.

Precisely because Luo Ersan was busy in secret, the Loose Cultivators Alliance, various large and small families, and some small sects soon learned that a dragon tomb had been discovered in the East China Sea, and that there was even a small secret realm there.

The people from the four major sects originally planned to quietly send a group of disciples in together. After all, in the East China Sea, they could only set up a few large illusion arrays and let the people from Qingge come out to mark out an area of ​​the sea to prevent independent cultivators from entering, and thus keep the secret realm hidden.

But just as they agreed that each sect would provide a certain number of candidates for admission, several powerful families, led by the Loose Cultivator Alliance, rushed in as if they had received the news.

Inside the main hall of the Wanfa Sect, Shang Minghua had a calm expression, showing no emotion. He just stared without blinking at the head of the Shi Family who was asking the four major sects to give up their quota.

"Master Shang, the secret realm of the East Sea belongs to the entire Wufang Realm. It is too much for you four major sects to enjoy it alone."

The Shi family is considered one of the three major families in the Wufang Realm, and they also have an ancestor who has transcended tribulation in charge, so they are naturally not afraid of the Wanfa Sect.

Not to mention that the family heads and some forces who came today all have powerful people who have transcended tribulations behind them. He didn't believe that the Wanfa Sect would force so many forces to come for the sake of a small secret realm for a foundation-building cultivator to enter.

As expected, when he said this, Shang Minghua was unhappy in his heart, but his face remained calm:

"Fellow Daoist Shi is right. I was just planning to tell you guys about this, but I didn't expect you guys to come so quickly."

The leader of the Wanfa Sect continued, "It's just a small secret realm for building foundations. Why do you need to come here in person? The secret realm is not stable yet. Even if we send disciples to practice, we have to wait until the secret realm is stable."

"We are naturally not interested in the foundation-building secret realm. We are interested in the dragon tomb."

As a mythical beast, many people long to obtain a dragon bone.

Shang Minghua twitched his lips and said, "If you want to go, I won't stop you. However, the dragon's might is still there in the dragon tomb. Not to mention you, even those who have not cultivated their souls and transcended the tribulation have no confidence in getting a dragon bone."

The Dragon Tomb is not just the power of one dragon. The space inside the Dragon Tomb is disordered. It can be said that once you make a wrong step, you will be swept into the turbulence of space.

That small secret realm said that one had to build a foundation to enter, but because of the dragon's might, the space was not stable, so they were still discussing what to do.

I just didn't expect that the news would spread so quickly. If that's the case, there's nothing to hide anymore.

Hearing this, everyone below frowned.

They only got the news that there was a dragon tomb and a small secret realm in the East China Sea, but they didn't know that the dragon tomb was so dangerous.

However, the greater the threat, the greater the opportunity for them. If they could get a little bit of luck in the Dragon Tomb...

Thinking of this, everyone became excited.

These people had only been in Wanfa Sect for two days when the news that a secret realm had been discovered in the Dragon Tomb in the East China Sea spread instantly.

In an instant, countless monks decided to go to Penglai Island.

Luo Shan looked at the bustling situation in the city and thought to himself that it was right to let Luo Ershan handle this kind of thing.

Gu Qingcheng and Ying Chan, who were in the border town, were stunned for a moment when they saw the demon cultivator who was undergoing tribulation suddenly appear in front of the demon clan.

Isn't it just a random fight? How come all the powerful people who have transcended tribulation have come out?

The two men looked at each other and looked at the demons opposite them vigilantly.

When a demon cultivator who was undergoing tribulation appeared, the powerful people who were undergoing tribulation in the city naturally could not sit idly by.

Two powerful men in the Tribulation Crossing Stage stood in mid-air.

“Shangling, my demon clan and you humans are all creatures from the Wufang Realm. The Dragon Tomb in the East China Sea belongs to my demon clan.” A demon cultivator with a pair of heterochromatic pupils spoke.

As soon as it said this, there was no movement from the demon clan, but Gu Qingcheng and others were stunned.

They didn't know yet that the dragon tomb had been discovered in the East China Sea.

By the time the news reached the four major sects, the two tribes in the border town had already temporarily ceased fighting.

However, in the deep mountains tens of thousands of miles away, many high-level demon cultivators have appeared one after another, and they are ready to take action.

When Luo Shan went to Wanbao Pavilion to get something, he saw that most of the monks in the city had disappeared. He knew in his heart that these monks must have gone to Penglai.

"Fairy Luo, these are just your things." The fat shopkeeper handed the jade box to Luo Shan with a smile, and said:

"For the next period of time, Wanbao Pavilion will not accept Master Guirong's business. If Fairy Luo still wants to refine magic tools, she may have to wait for some time."

Luo San nodded. It seemed that Master Guirong also had some ideas about the Dragon Tomb.

In fact, if a weapon refining master could obtain a dragon bone and refine it until it turned white, its grade would be at least eighth grade.

The dragon is a mythical beast. It is said that after a dragon dies, its soul returns to heaven and earth.

"Thank you. I happen to be away for a while. If I find good materials in the future, I will ask Master Guirong to refine them." Luo Shan said with a smile.

After talking to the fat shopkeeper for a while, he left.

After leaving the city, Luo San flew eastward. The closer he got to the ferry, the more monks he saw.

The three boats were full of monks, but there were still many monks waiting at the ferry.

Luo San landed and lined up at the ferry.

Several people in front of her were Jindan cultivators. Luo Shan queued up obediently, but after only a while, her brows began to frown.

After landing, those Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators went straight to the front of a Golden Core male cultivator and joined the team.

Of course, the Divine Transformation cultivator was more direct and waited directly in the first row.

In the world of cultivation, strength is respected, which is understandable, but if someone cut in line, it would harm her interests.

She was about to speak when she sensed an old man in tattered clothes, carrying a wooden bucket and a fishing rod, staggering out from a thatched hut not far away.

Seeing that there was no trace of spiritual energy on his body, Luo Shan suddenly felt creepy.

The appearance of the old man attracted everyone's attention.

The old man didn't notice anything and continued to walk slowly towards the ferry carrying the wooden bucket.

Next to the queue at the ferry, an old man was walking slowly with a hunched back, and his long fishing rod swept past the monks' feet.

"Ah, you old man, don't you have eyes?"

A Yuanying cultivator covered his calf which was poked by a fishing rod and raised his hand to hit it with a palm.