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

Luo Shan hid behind the white jade coffin, staring intently at the tree spirit's attack methods. Perhaps because it had merged with the human soul, the tree spirit's attack methods had become more diverse.

It looked like a tree branch waving casually, but it was mixed with rich wood spiritual power and sword intent.

Seeing that the defense shield of the white jade coffin was in danger, Luo Shan knew that if he continued to hide, it would be like catching a turtle in a jar, not to mention that he would have to distract himself to control the corpse puppets to entangle the old demon cultivator.

Looking at the black and white Yin-Yang trees not far away, Luo Shan concealed the strange look in his eyes and took out all the things he had obtained in the secret realm, no matter whether they were useful or not.

Most of these were obtained from the demon cultivator when she first entered the secret realm.

Luo San used his spiritual power to stimulate them one by one and threw them at the tree spirit all at once. Countless talismans and magic tools all rushed towards the tree spirit.

The tree spirit gnashed its teeth, secretly hating the treachery of the female cultivator, but it did not dare to resist the talismans and magical instruments that were pouring in, so it had to avoid them.

"You little stinky girl, I see you've thrown away all your things, what else can you do?" It was determined to tear this damn little stinky girl into pieces to relieve its hatred.

"Stupid!" Luo Shan uttered a word lightly, with a triumphant smile on his face: "Those talismans and magic tools are not thrown at you."

"what……"

As soon as he finished speaking, both souls made painful sounds. The tree spirit was startled and then reacted. He hurried to look at his real body behind him.

All I saw was that the roots of the Yin-Yang Tree were black and emitting a burnt smell, with a silvery-white liquid flowing out of it.

The tree spirit's eyes were red with anger, and it was extremely anxious. No one knew better than it how delicate its body was. After the attack just now, and the unknown tricks that little bitch had played before, it now felt its strength slowly fading away.

"Stinky girl!" Both the tree spirit and the old demon cultivator were filled with anger, and both souls gnashed their teeth in hatred for Luo San's despicable behavior.

"You deal with this girl, I'll go check on the tree." The tree spirit was anxious. It was a tree spirit, and no one was more worried about the tree's condition than it. It could clearly feel that the Yin-Yang Tree was slowly absorbing its power in order to heal itself.

Although it depends on the tree to exist, it has finally gained consciousness and naturally does not want to disappear.

After saying this, he ignored the old demon cultivator's instantly gloomy expression and flew directly to the tree, looking anxiously at the wound at the root of the tree.

"Like water essence?"

"Is there still evil spirit?"

"Why is there Ruoshui's spirit here?"

The tree spirit cried out in panic, and hurriedly used its own power to heal the wound at the root of the tree. However, after working for a long time, the wound did not heal. On the contrary, the vitality of the Yin-Yang Tree became weaker and weaker.

The old demon cultivator originally had the upper hand in dealing with the corpse puppets, but after being manipulated by the tree spirit, he had no choice but to block Luo San. After all, his soul still relied on the Yin-Yang Tree, and if there was a problem with the tree, it would have a huge impact on him.

"You little bastard, you still have the spirit of Ruoshui in you. I underestimated you."

If water essence is to a cultivator with water spiritual roots, it is like a cultivator with fire spiritual roots encountering a strange fire. All they have to do is absorb it and store it in their dantian or meridians.

As he spoke, demonic energy surged, and the old demon cultivator's dark pupils rotated, faintly tinged with blood.

Luo Shan only felt a dizziness in her consciousness, but fortunately the puppet's consciousness was stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, so she reacted quickly.

Realizing that his spiritual sense was no match for the opponent, Luo Shan gritted his teeth and took back the spiritual sense from the corpse puppet, and only then was he able to barely block the opponent's attack.

The corpse puppet, which had retracted its spiritual consciousness, attacked the old demon cultivator indiscriminately. Facing the old man's attack, it no longer dodged, but rushed forward without paying any attention to the pain.

Luo Shan's heart ached when she saw this. You know, this corpse puppet has consumed a lot of her energy. If it goes on like this, she will be useless here sooner or later.

She gritted her teeth. Time was running out and she couldn't continue to stalemate with this old evil cultivator.

With a wooden face, he waved his hand backwards, and the white jade coffin soared into the sky, flying directly towards the direction of Luo San.

Luo Shan took a step back, his entire body protected by a defensive shield. Holding a long sword in his hand, he forced a drop of blood from his forehead and injected it into the body of the corpse puppet. Then he tiptoed to the top of the corpse puppet's head. With the long sword and surging spiritual power, he and the corpse puppet attacked the old demon cultivator from the left and right.

The corpse puppet's clothes had long been torn into pieces, leaving only a few strips of cloth, and there were deep sword marks on its upper body and face that could be seen to the bone.

"A soul should have died long ago!" Luo Shan gritted his teeth and slashed with his sword. The corpse puppet on the other side also slashed with a sword. The two swords carried water spiritual power and corpse qi respectively, and intertwined together.

This was a full-strength attack launched by Luo Shan. After this swing of the sword, her consciousness was already injured, and even her spiritual power was almost exhausted. If one sword could not kill this old demon cultivator, she would have to find a way to retreat.

"Impossible, I..."

The old demon cultivator didn't care about the sword from the foundation-building period at first, but when the attack came close to him, he realized how terrifyingly powerful it was. His eyes were filled with horror, and the threat of death made him look terrified. He only said half of the last sentence, and the whole voice stopped abruptly.

"Zhu Ru!"

The tree spirit on the other side watched its opponent of many years disappear in front of it. For a moment, it was in disbelief, but more than that, it was filled with panic.

The Yin-Yang Tree that it relied on was still absorbing its power for self-healing. Now its strength had dropped to the middle stage of foundation building. Although it was one level higher than that of the female cultivator, it knew clearly that it was useless.

"You despicable... female cultivator, even if I die, I will never let you get the Yin-Yang Tree!" He wanted to say the word shameless, but when he thought of the female cultivator's bared teeth just now, he had to swallow back the word with gritted teeth.

As the tree spirit spoke, it was about to mobilize its own spiritual power to self-destruct. All of its strength was squeezed into one place in an instant. It absorbed the spiritual power around it without hesitation, compressing it again and again until its soul could no longer bear it. Then it was about to self-destruct, but was suddenly covered by something.

When it reacted, it found itself lying in a dark square space. The power of the self-destruction was still continuing and it couldn't stop at all.

Luo Shan raised an eyebrow and watched the white jade coffin shake violently and then return to calm. She was a little curious about what material this white jade coffin was made of that could not only hold living things for a short period of time but also serve as a defensive magic weapon.

After dealing with the two souls, Luo Shan went to look at the Yin-Yang Tree. He originally wanted to cut down the entire tree with his sword and put it in the storage bag, but he found that the black part of the branch that he cut with the sword instantly turned into an ordinary branch after falling to the ground.

I was wondering what was going on in my mind. There was something wrong with the ground under my feet. A strange energy was transmitted through the tip of the sword that touched the ground.

There's something underground!

He squinted his eyes and carefully used his spiritual sense to investigate, but found nothing. After thinking for a moment, Luo San directly used his sword to split the hard soil under the tree roots.

After digging dozens of meters deep, they finally found two beads, one black and one white, in the center of the tree roots.

Without looking, Luo Shan knew that this was a good thing, so he directly put the two beads into the jade box and put them into the storage bag.

It took more than an hour to finish all this. While Luo Shan was digging the tree roots, she had been using her spiritual sense to investigate the surrounding situation. After packing everything, when she was thinking about how to get the Yin-Yang Tree in and out of the storage bag, the pensive expression on her face changed. She pursed her lips and flew towards the west at the fastest speed.

After everyone completely disappeared under the Yin-Yang Tree, Xiao Rong, who was wearing a black robe with the words "devourment" embroidered in gold, had a dark face and an ugly expression.

Two people who came running in a panic not far away also frowned when they saw the destroyed place.

"Xiao Rong, did you take anything?"

Ao Gaodan's face didn't look good. He was a step late, and was actually overtaken by the Devouring Demon Sect?

"Has your brain been eaten by a dog?" Xiao Rong looked unhappy: "Someone got there before us."

"Is it someone who entered the Demon Palace before us?" Yin Zizhan showed a cold smile on his feminine face. "Just now, Ao Gaodan and I entered the passage on the left and entered a strange space together. The two of us encountered more than a dozen Foundation Establishment puppets and it took us a lot of effort to get out. What's going on on your right?"

"Almost the same as you." Xiao Rong's face was gloomy and his tone was a little cold.

"Now that the things are gone, we..." Ao Gaodan hadn't finished his words yet when he noticed someone rushing towards them and stopped talking immediately.

"It's someone from the Wanjian Sect." Yin Zizhan recognized that the other person was wearing the uniform of an inner disciple of the Wanjian Sect. When they got closer, they saw that it was a female cultivator.

The woman's face was cold. She glanced at the withered Yin-Yang tree beside her with her cold eyes, and her brows were slightly furrowed:

"Yin Yang Tree? No wonder you sacrificed so many monks just for this thing!"

"Hand over your stuff."

Ao Gaodan's face instantly darkened when he heard this. They had gone to great lengths and even used their own blood to find the Demon Palace, all for the Yin-Yang Pearl, but who could have thought that the thing was actually taken away by someone unknown.

Their Demonic Sect had spent so much effort but still didn't find the thing. They didn't know what kind of punishment they would face once they left the secret realm.

Now people are misunderstood as them taking things away. You can imagine how much they want to vomit blood.

"I think you took the things from Wuji Sect. If Song Li of yours had returned, we would still be considerate of him. But you are just a dream if you want to attack us at the initial stage of foundation building."

Ao Gaodan had a gloomy face and stared at Gu Qingcheng without blinking, with some suspicion about what he had just said.

"It's so lively here, it seems I've come at the right time." The voice had arrived before the person arrived, and a butterfly with different-colored wings flew slowly from a distance.

The three people from the Demon Sect looked at each other and already knew who was coming.

Ying Chan had a faint smile on her lips. Her face was usually cold and aloof, but now with this smile, it was even brighter and more eye-catching.

"Fellow Daoist Gu." Ying Chan walked to Gu Qingcheng's side, her brows softened a little, and after greeting him, she turned her gaze to the three people opposite.

"Now, it's not an early stage of foundation building."

Ying Chan's smile faded. Seeing the vitality of the Yin-Yang tree slowly fading, she suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and continued to say to the three people, "You demon sects want to use human sacrifices, but you shouldn't have included my Southern Border cultivators in your plan."

He took out an ancient bow from the storage bag, and looked at the three people opposite with fearless murderous intent.

The three demon cultivators, who had originally not taken the visitor seriously as a Southern Xinjiang cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, all showed surprised expressions after seeing the bow.

“It’s actually the God-Destroying Bow.”

"I didn't expect that you are the saint of this generation of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Clan." Yin Zizhan sneered and looked at Ying Chan with murderous eyes.

If we eliminate the Saint of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Tribe here...

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Not long after Luo Shan left on the other side, he met Ling Wanran who had just dealt with two weapon-refining puppets.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, this place is not safe. Let's leave first."

"Don't worry, there will be a lively event later, let's wait for a while."

"Busy?" Ling Wanran was stunned. After a while, her pupils shrank and her tone was filled with disbelief: "Have you contacted the people in your tribe?"

"It's not me, but they have come here." Luo Shan sensed Mi'e's restlessness and guessed that it must be someone in the valley outside who passed through the bone fog and came here.

Ling Wanran frowned even more tightly. She had not been to the Donglin Secret Realm in her previous life. She only knew that there were heavy casualties in the Donglin Secret Realm this time. The Demon Sect joined forces to kill countless Dongyue monks, and even Southern Xinjiang was affected.

"Can Fellow Daoist Luo pass the test in the secret room?" Ling Wanran thought for a moment and asked.

"It should have been approved." Luo Shan thought for a long time. Although he didn't know what the two beads were, something that could make the Demon Sect unite and so many cultivators want to get it must be very precious.

"Then congratulations, Fellow Daoist Luo." Ling Wanran stopped talking and looked in the direction where Luo San came from.

"Fellow Daoist Luo said there was a lively event, why don't we go take a look, maybe we can find something interesting."

"I have the same idea." Luo Shan suppressed the strange look in his eyes, and the two of them walked slowly towards the direction of the Yin-Yang Tree.

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The three people from the Demon Sect were wondering if the things were taken away by the female cultivator from the Wuji Sect. Gu Qingcheng and Ying Chan on the opposite side were also wondering if these three people had the Yin-Yang Beads in their hands. The situation instantly became tense.

No one knew who started the fight first, but soon, the five of them started fighting.

Although Ying Chan had the God-Destroying Bow in her hand, her cultivation level was still there, and the three demon cultivators opposite her were all the best of their generation. After just a few moves, they were at a disadvantage.

If it weren't for the power of the God-Destroying Bow, the two of them would have been killed by the three people on the opposite side.

Ying Chan and Gu Qingcheng's clothes fluttered, their spiritual power was consumed rapidly, and soon they were each injured by a stream of demonic energy. They vomited blood and retreated a few steps.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Rong and the other two made up their minds to kill Gu Qingcheng and Ying Chan and take the Yin-Yang beads from their storage bags.

With a flip of his hand, a black dagger appeared in his palm. A stream of demonic energy shot out, carrying the dagger and piercing straight into Gu Qingcheng's forehead.

Gu Qingcheng used her sword to block, but was knocked back several steps. The power of the demonic energy was too overbearing, causing her to spit blood again.

A determined look flashed in her eyes, her face was as cold as frost, and she began to quickly absorb the surrounding spiritual power and circulate it in her dantian. Her hands kept moving, and with a leap, she swung her sword in the air and slashed at the evil energy that was coming towards Xiao Rong again.

Xiao Rong didn't care at first, but when he faced the sword energy, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"You actually comprehended the sword intent?"

Gu Qingcheng didn't say anything, her expression became even colder, her white robes fluttering, the girl stood with a sword in her hand, like the Lady of the Nine Heavens.

Gu Qingcheng had already used up her remaining spiritual power for this sword. If the opponent made another move, she would surely be defeated. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel uneasy.

But she was not that anxious after all. After all, disciples of the sect like her had many life-saving cards on hand. As long as the gap in strength was not too great, it would be more than enough for her to hold on until the end of the secret realm.

Looking at Ying Chan who was being beaten back on the other side, Gu Qingcheng was wondering whether to use his life-saving trump card when he saw his senior brother flying on a sword not far away.

"Big Brother! They have Yin Yang beads!"

After Gu Qingcheng shouted this, her face turned pale.

After meeting up with the Corpse Puppet Tribe, Luo Shan, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, blinked his eyes, and seeing Ling Wanran next to him feeling uneasy, he comforted her:

"Fellow Daoist Ling, don't be so nervous. The people next to you are just corpse puppets."

Ling Wanran inexplicably followed Luo Shan into the crowd of the Corpse Puppet Tribe. She was wearing the uniform of a Qingyun Sect disciple and was still very eye-catching.

I don’t know if the people from the Corpse Puppet Tribe took these things into consideration, or for some other reason, but they actually placed five or six corpse puppets around her.