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

Three days is just a blink of an eye for a cultivator, but for Luo Shan, who had just entered this world, it was just enough time for him to digest the original owner's memories and get used to the power of the peak of Qi Refining in his body.

The white jade letter for transmitting sound stopped in front of him. Luo Shan raised his hand and touched it lightly. Immediately, a familiar voice came from it. It was that of the ancient elder.

"All disciples going to the Donglin Secret Realm shall gather in the square."

Luo Shan stood up from his meditation and rushed to the gathering place in the square.

Following the route in his memory, Luo Shan just stepped into the square and saw a large group of people wearing black and gold clothes with the word "corpse" embroidered on their collars looking at him.

"It's Luo Umbrella!"

"I heard that she used her peak Qi Refining strength to refine a Foundation Establishment Corpse Puppet. She is indeed the most outstanding talent in our clan. Although Ying Chan of the Gu Clan is at the Foundation Establishment stage, her strength is probably not much different from Luo Shan's."

"Not necessarily. After all, Ying Chan has already established her foundation, while Luo Shan has only reached the peak of Qi training. Although it is only one realm, the gap between Qi training and foundation building is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth."

The crowd automatically made room for Luo Shan. Luo Shan ignored what was said and walked straight into the empty seat.

"Is everyone here?" Gu Yue scanned the area with his spiritual sense and saw that Luo San had also arrived. His expression relaxed slightly and he simply waved his hand. A huge flying treasure ship suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing that his disciples were all happy, Gu Yue said a few more words and then let them get on the boat one by one.

Watching his disciples flying over the treasure ship one by one, Elder Gu flashed and appeared inside the ship.

"It will probably take about twenty days to reach the Donglin Secret Realm. You guys stay in the cabin. I will call you when we get there."

Elder Gu said, and after a moment's silence, he said seriously: "You are all outstanding children of my clan. You must not kill each other in the secret realm. In the secret realm, opportunities are naturally obtained by those who are predestined and powerful, but you must also not forget that you are of the same clan and the future of my Southern Border Corpse Puppets. Therefore, you must not harm your clan members for that little bit of opportunity. If there is someone who kills each other in the secret realm, you can all unite to get rid of him!"

As Elder Gu said this, he glanced at everyone one by one, and when he saw that everyone had serious expressions, he relaxed his expression.

With a wave of his hand, several bright stones sparkling with spiritual light were embedded into the hull. Luo San only felt his body swaying, and in the blink of an eye he was above the clouds.

After Elder Gu finished speaking, he entered the boat. Everyone stood on the deck, looking down at the clouds and mist below, and started chatting with great interest.

Luo Shan took a look at his small white jade coffin and was about to find a place to meditate and practice when he heard the voice of an ancient elder.

"Luo San, come here."

"Elder Gu, are you looking for me?" Luo Shan walked to Elder Gu's door and said softly.

The restriction beside the door shook slightly, and then the door opened automatically. Luo Shan only saw Elder Gu holding a cup of misty tea in his hand.

"You were trying to refine a corpse puppet by force before, so your consciousness must have been damaged. Although the Soul-Replenishing Pill I gave you can repair your consciousness, your cultivation is not enough to completely refine the pill. I have a Foundation-Building Pill here. Why not break through the foundation before the effect of the pill wears off? In this way, in the secret realm, using your consciousness to control the corpse puppet will not consume too much energy."

The soul-replenishing pill that Elder Gu mentioned was fed to the original owner in a desperate situation after seeing that the original owner was injured from forcibly refining the foundation-building corpse puppet. However, the original owner seemed to have died from another fatal injury at that time. After Luo Shan came through, he was only relying on the original owner's memory to practice and digest the pill.

"Thank you, Elder Gu." Luo Shan also found that although she could control the corpse puppet, it was quite difficult. Even if she arrived at the Donglin Secret Realm, she would not survive for more than two days. It would be better for her to build a foundation. In this way, even if she arrived at the Donglin Secret Realm and found the murderer who killed the original owner, she could take the initiative.

Elder Gu flipped his palm and a white jade porcelain bottle appeared in his hand, with a black carved wooden box next to it.

"Here is another red fruit. You can take it when you are building your foundation. It can cleanse your meridians and marrow."

After coming out of Elder Gu’s room, Luo Shan found a place at random, closed the door, and began to break through calmly.

Time passed slowly, and many independent cultivators and disciples from small sects had already stationed outside the Donglin Secret Realm.

Many people took advantage of the fact that the secret realm was about to open to sell items in exchange for resources. After all, independent cultivators were different from disciples of sects. There were no resources provided by the sect, and they needed to earn spirit stones more on their own.

"My fellow Daoist, what you are holding in your hand is a second-grade concealment array disk, which can be activated with just a mid-grade spirit stone. If you hide in the array, those below the Jindan stage will not be able to detect your existence with their spiritual sense." The stall owner spoke immediately when he saw that someone was interested in the items he was selling.

The pretty girl in the light green gauze dress pursed her lips and glanced at a black bead placed on the edge.

"I'll add one more mid-grade spirit stone. Can you sell this bead to me?" The girl took out two mid-grade spirit stones from her storage ring and looked at the stall owner.

"of course can."

The stall owner was overjoyed, as he had just picked up the black bead by chance in a valley and was just trying to add to his collection. He had never expected that someone would actually take a fancy to it.

He looked at the girl in green and saw a wooden sign hanging around her waist with the word "Qingyun" on it. He realized that this was the disciple of Qingyun Sect who was going to enter the Donglin Secret Realm this time.

However, I didn't expect that this little girl, at such a young age, had already established her foundation.

After receiving two mid-grade spirit stones, the stall owner was about to congratulate the other party on his success in the secret realm when suddenly, an ancient flying treasure ship came at high speed in the distance.

"What is this!" The girl from Qingyun Sect looked up in surprise. She saw that after the flying treasure ship stopped at the edge of the secret realm, dozens of young men from foreign races in strange clothes flew down. She couldn't help but murmur softly.

"They are foreigners from southern Xinjiang." The stall owner seemed to have seen some of the world and recognized the runes carved on the boat.

"Southern Xinjiang..." The girl looked at the foreigners from Southern Xinjiang who flew down and stood still. She frowned when she saw a girl standing in the front wearing a fiery red gauze dress.

“It seems that the people from the Western Region Demon Sect are about to arrive. I just don’t know when the big sects in Dongyue will show up.” The stall owner said as he was about to put away the things on the stall.

Luo Shan was standing at the front of the crowd. She noticed a sight and turned her head to look. She found a girl in a light green gauze skirt standing in front of a small stall not far away. She was a little confused. From the original owner's memory, the original owner had never left southern Xinjiang, so it was impossible for her to know the monks from Dongyue.

But the look in the other person's eyes was not only strange and curious, but also a bit of surprise.

It was as if her appearance was an accident...