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

Chapter 13

"Who said I'm the only one? Isn't there another one in the formation?" Luo San raised his chin and motioned the three to look over.

Ling Wanran, who had been trapped in the formation in a miserable state, had opened the formation and walked out with murderous intent, holding the broken sword in her hand.

There were many scratches on her vestments, and the wound on the side of her ear had stopped bleeding, but it still looked a bit hideous.

"Now, it's my turn!" Ling Wanran sneered, her eyes filled with murderous intent. Golden spiritual power spread from the broken sword in her hand, and she actually used the spiritual power to forge the tip of the sword.

"You!" When the three casual cultivators saw this scene, their faces changed and they couldn't help but feel regretful. If they had known that this woman was so difficult to deal with, they would not have thought of killing people for treasure.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Luo San dealt with the one with the highest cultivation level among the three, who was in the middle stage of foundation building. The rest were two independent cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

Seeing that there was no way to leave, the three wandering cultivators simply gave it a try and attacked fiercely.

Luo Shan compared the combat power of this mid-stage foundation building cultivator with that of the previous skeleton and found that the strength of this casual cultivator in the mid-stage foundation building cultivator was really too inflated. He had the upper hand after only two rounds of fighting.

A long sword forged by spiritual power chopped down, and the cultivator on the opposite side fell to the ground with his eyes wide open in unwillingness.

Ling Wanran and the corpse puppet not far away also successfully dealt with their opponents.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, thank you very much for today."

Perhaps it was because she almost died that Ling Wanran became much more open-minded, with less paranoia and more open-mindedness in her eyes.

The first time I met Ling Wanran was in a small market outside the secret realm. At that time, she seemed to be full of thorns. Even if I wanted to cooperate with her, I would do so with temptation and exploitation.

"Your condition is not good. You should recuperate first." Luo Shan put the corpse puppet back into the shrunken white jade coffin and hung it on his belt again.

"I just ate the Purple Flame Fruit and I feel much better now." Ling Wanran said, looking towards the east.

"You saved my life, I should repay you. If you believe in me, then follow me."

Although Luo Shan saved her, Ling Wanran didn't dare to bet whether the other party attacked her because of the Purple Flame Fruit. So, when the other party's corpse puppet was fighting with the three wandering cultivators, she directly ate the Purple Flame Fruit.

This is also the reason why her spiritual power recovered to its peak in a short period of time and even her cultivation level improved slightly.

"Let's go." After putting away the storage bags of the two wandering cultivators, Luo Shan raised his eyebrows, obviously understanding the implication of Ling Wanran's words.

Although the other party suspected that she took action because of the Purple Flame Fruit, he really saved her life after all. Therefore, Ling Wanran would accept this favor before she revealed that there was any profit to be gained.

Putting the broken sword back into the scabbard, Ling Wanran released the ghost butterfly once again.

This time, with Ling Wanran leading the way, Luo Shan became more and more curious about what Ling Wanran wanted.

The two men walked for a day and a night, and the fog in the air became thinner and thinner, until finally the black fog disappeared, and a dilapidated black ancient building appeared in front of the two men.

A huge rock as big as a mountain was cut in half nearby, and only half of the original word "魔" was left lying quietly on the stone wall.

Luo Shan narrowed his eyes and looked at the stone wall that was cut in half, feeling horrified.

I don't know who was able to split such a large stone wall into this with just one sword.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, this is the place I told you about earlier."

Ling Wanran stood and looked at Luo Shan, put the ghost butterfly back into the box, and then said: "Does Brother Luo know the origin of the Donglin Secret Realm?"

Luo Shan looked at the dilapidated ancient building and shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist Luo should have heard the saying that there is always a higher level out there."

Ling Wanran hesitated for a moment and did not wait for Luo Shan to speak:

"The Donglin Secret Realm suddenly appeared in Donglin Mountain ten thousand years ago, hence its name. The first batch of predecessors who entered the secret realm at that time had repeatedly discovered traces of cultivators from other realms in the secret realm. However, the secret realm was in ruins, and most of the resources and treasures had collapsed and could not be used, so no high-level cultivators were willing to come to this secret realm."

"After the first group of people who entered the secret realm to explore came out with nothing, fewer and fewer people came to the secret realm, so that the sudden closure of the secret realm did not attract the attention of the monks."

“But after all, there were some cultivators who were curious about the sudden closure of the secret realm, so they tried their best but still failed to enter the secret realm. Moreover, the secret realm did not have any resources or treasures, so it did not cause any splash.”

"Until five hundred years later, the poor little secret realm that had been forgotten was opened again. A cultivator accidentally entered and found that it was rich in spiritual energy and had many spiritual resources and plants. Only then did the Donglin Secret Realm come into the eyes of the public again."

"Fellow Daoist Luo, this is a place of inheritance left behind by cultivators from other worlds in the Donglin Secret Realm." Ling Wanran said, pointing to the enclosed door of the hall.

"You saved my life, and I will give you an opportunity, but whether you can get the treasure depends on your ability, Brother Luo."

The door engraved with strange runes and patterns was tightly closed. The two of them used their spiritual power together, and the tightly closed door only opened a little.

The two of them added a little more strength, and the door opened a little more, enough for one person to pass through.

"Someone is coming, go in quickly!"

Ling Wanran's spiritual sense detected that there were cultivators coming quickly from a distance. Her face changed and she immediately used her spiritual power to speak to Luo San.

The two men did not delay any longer and entered the hall one after the other.

An ancient and old atmosphere filled the air. Luo Shan was the first to come in. As soon as he entered the hall, a black long sword was facing him.

After dodging to the side, Luo San did not stop, but flew towards the passage on the left.

Ling Wanran, who followed closely behind him, also dodged the flying knife. Seeing Luo Shan's figure disappear in the passage on the left, he immediately released the ghost butterfly. The ghost butterfly flapped its wings and flew to the right. Ling Wanran showed joy on her face. She turned around and slapped the door with her palm, blocking the gap that was big enough for one person to pass through.

Xiao Rong from Rakshasa Sect, Ao Gaodan from Devouring Demon Sect, and Yin Zizhan from Yinshan Sect, who came hurriedly from afar, all had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

"Damn it! Someone got there first!"

A murderous look appeared on Ao Gaodan's face, demonic energy surged in his hands, and he chopped down at the palace door with his palm.

They took great pains to set up the blood-killing formation, and even used their own disciples to lure the monks from Dongyue and Nanjiang to set up the formation, all in order to find this hidden demon palace. However, they did not expect that someone would get there before them!

"Let's work together to open the palace gate first. Song Ligui, Bai Yue and others will probably find this place soon. We must find the things in the Demon Palace first." The feminine man in a gray gilded robe glanced at Ao Gaodan and said in a bad tone:

"I've said it before, Song Ligui and the others are not fools. That mob knew something was wrong right away. We should have left one of us behind at that time, so that we could delay the situation long enough."

"Stay? Who's going to stay, me, Xiao Rong, or you?" No one knew what treasures were in the Demon Palace. Although they had formed an alliance on the surface, only they themselves knew what was going on in private.