Ball Ball Cultivation

Xuan Zhuo looked at Qiuqiu: "Feel carefully, which direction is it?"

Qiuqiu shook his head regretfully.

Qing Heng carried Qiuqiu on his back and said, "Let's follow Xuan Zhu's instructions and leave quickly. It's best to change all your clothes and have Zhu Yan burn them with the Suzaku Fire. The demon clan's tracking mark won't be detected by people of the same level of cultivation, let alone An Chengxiao, who is one level higher than us."

Qiuqiu took advantage of the tent's cover and returned to the space. He changed his entire body and asked Huahua to scan him before he stopped.

Huahua: "There are tracking marks on the hem of your clothes and on that black broken umbrella."

"The clothes are fine, but what's with that black umbrella?"

"The black umbrella is probably originally a demonic possession. The mark on it was there before, but it just wasn't activated."

"Help me erase the mark. That smiling black umbrella is not simple."

Huahua shared the results of her investigation: "Originally it was at least an immortal weapon, but now it can only be considered a broken one."

"Immortal weapon!?" Qiuqiu exclaimed in surprise, lamenting, "I once had an immortal weapon in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. When I saw its true appearance, I regretted it deeply."

Huahua rolled her eyes. "You've experienced just how powerful the Gangfeng Belt is. If it weren't for the sacrifice of this magical weapon, you would have been the one to die."

Qiuqiu suddenly no longer felt any regret: the magic weapon was indeed not as important as his own life.

Huahua saw Qiuqiu calm down and urged him, "Hurry and find a safe place. I need to fuse that earth-attributed space fragment. I'll have to close the space for at least ten years."

Qiuqiu: "What should we do with those two residual souls?"

"How should I know what to do? Don't you have a soul-nourishing tree? Put it in the soul-nourishing tree and nourish it."

"The two residual souls were not fused into weapon spirits by space?"

"No, this space is very special. It is probably refined by a powerful being. It is not just a fragment of an ownerless space."

"It's different from the fragment you swallowed before?"

"The previous one had the Void Stone as a carrier, and the space had not been refined. This space has been refined into an attribute space."

"What do you mean?"

"The foundation of this space should be the same as mine. Its carrier is just an ordinary mustard seed space. It should be refined into a clan land by the powerful Earth Qilin, and many formation rules that are beneficial to the Earth Qilin were added into it."

"Can we add more rules?"

"This is a minor rule, not a fundamental one. It's like adding a restriction to a piece of software. It restricts the space from swallowing the Qilin soul as a weapon spirit."

"Then how do you say their attributes mutate?"

"To put it bluntly, a soul is a special energy body. After tens of thousands of years in one environment, it is assimilated by the environment. Isn't it normal?"

Qiuqiu stopped asking questions when Huahua got a bit irritable. He quickly said, "I'll ask Qingheng about the arrangements. Could you please scan those people outside to see if they have any tracking marks on them?"

Huahua was still very obedient: "You're wasting my energy again. I still need to save energy to devour new space debris."

Qiuqiu came out of the space and saw Qingheng, and quickly told him the results of Huahua's scan.

Everyone who changed their clothes still had tracking marks on Zhu Yan's hands and Xuan Ming's head.

After walking along the edge of the black fog for half a month, Zhu Yan, who had a strong sense of direction, said: "It seems that we are walking in a circle. Will we go back to the beginning?"

Qing Heng still had Qiuqiu on his back. "No, I'm feeling less anxious now." But he was even more anxious. The hidden wound left by the wind blade was getting worse. Now Qiuqiu couldn't even walk on his own. Even simple exercises were accompanied by knife-like pain. He quickened his pace, hoping to settle down faster.

Three days later, I finally saw a different place. Here, black and white were clearly separated. There was a pool in the middle, and the water in the pool was indeed gray.

Just as everyone was on guard, a middle-aged man emerged from the black mist and said, "You're finally here. You're the third wave to arrive here in the past five thousand years. I wonder if there's still a chance to get out."

Qing Heng asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

The mist dissipated, revealing the man's full face. Lan Li, who was standing by, exclaimed, "You are Jun Jianchou, the killer of the venerable."

Jun Jianqiu laughed out loud: "Haha, thousands of years have passed, and there are still people who recognize me."

Lan Li: "I am the disciple Lan Li of the Qingyun Sect's Qinglian Venerable."

Jun Jianchou sighed, "That kid Qinglian already has a disciple. I'm no longer an elder of the Qingyun Sect."

Lan Li said firmly: "No, you are still an elder of our Qingyun Sect, and your soul lamp is still extinguished. When we go out for training, we all have the mission of finding your whereabouts."

Jun Jianchou asked back, "I killed the leader of Qingyun Sect, how can Qingyun Sect still tolerate me?"

Lan Li explained, "You killed the former sect leader and were expelled from Qingyun Sect! Our Qingyun Sect fell to the bottom of the four major sects, and it was your disciple Jun Shang who saved the situation. At a critical moment, he broke through to the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm and took charge of the sect. He also found out that the sect leader killed your Taoist partner and used your daughter as a cauldron to extract essence and kill her. It is understandable that you want to seek revenge."

Upon hearing the cause of his daughter's death, Jun Jianchou, who had been relatively calm, began to emit a surge of demonic energy.

Everyone's guard, which had just been lowered, was raised again.

Lan Li said loudly: "Grandmaster, the headmaster's lineage has been exterminated by Grandmaster Jun Shang, and not even his soul remains."

Jun Jianqiu slowly regained his composure and asked hoarsely, "How is Jun Shang?"

"Master Jun passed away long ago. No cultivator has ascended to heaven in Mount Everest for tens of thousands of years."

Jun Jianqiu sighed: "Yes, the ascension channel no longer exists."

Qing Heng and the others all knew this person's origins. They realized that his cultivation was unfathomable and that he was on the verge of going crazy at any moment. They quickly explained, "Senior, we have found a way to build an ascension channel. Can you tell us about the situation here?"

Jun Jianchou didn't show any emotion when he heard that the ascension passage could be opened. Instead, he asked, "This boundless land is difficult for even immortals to reach. How did you all get in safely?"

Everyone looked at Qingheng and asked him to answer. Qingheng did not hide anything and told the whole story of the group's escape, but he only omitted the treasure in the hut.

Jun Jianchou: "It's really hard for this little girl. She is a Chaos Spirit Body that is rarely seen in ten thousand years. She has a natural defense against the Chaos Energy."

"It seems to be similar to me. I have a single fire spiritual root. When my lifespan was almost over, I broke through the training stage in the immortal and demon battlefield. I was corroded by the demonic energy and turned into a monster without spiritual intelligence."

"After thousands of years of instinctive cultivation to regain spiritual wisdom, I was unwilling to remain a demon, so I embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation again. Now I am practicing both Taoism and demonism."

"When spiritual energy and demonic energy collide and fuse within the body, a trace of chaotic energy is generated. It was with this chaotic energy that I was able to pass through the barrier of strong wind and black fog."