A few days later, Shen Ruiling quietly returned to Yunbi Peak with the cultivation materials harvested from the Zhou family's secret storage.

He called Shen Jingan and other elders who were absolutely loyal to the family, and asked them to join him in asking for some of the harvest.

Among the secrets, Shen Ruiling didn't come to ask for an order at all, and now carefully ask for it, which made him sigh again about the Zhou family's heritage.

Among the dozen or so storage bags, there are as many as six Tier 3 spirit artifacts alone, and dozens of various Tier 3 or above urns that have been sealed intact.

In addition to these, there is also a storage bag filled with various Tier 3 spiritual objects, whether it is a sealed Tier 3 elixir or Tier 3 spiritual materials that can be used for refining or arranging an array.

Except for these third-order spiritual creatures, most of the remaining are second-tier spiritual creatures, which can be used to train a large number of people in the Qi training period.

Among those ancient books and jade slips, Shen Ruiling and others have compiled several exercises that can be practiced until the foundation building period, as well as the inheritance of some cultivation skills. The most important of these is the inheritance of Fu Dao on which the Zhou family depends for survival.

Shen Ruiling asked people to copy all these exercises and inheritance, and then put them in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for the tribe to exchange and browse.

And as Shen Ruiling expected, among the piles of ancient books and jade slips, he found a jade slip that recorded the third-order puppet.

According to Na Yujian, it is actually a special jade plate that controls this Tier 3 puppet. As long as that jade plate is in hand, even a cultivating cultivator can easily control this Tier 3 puppet.

"Jade plate...?"

Shen Ruiling couldn't help but stunned, he didn't seem to have seen any jade plates.

He and Shen Jingan have sorted out all the treasures obtained in the secret store, even some seemingly useless debris.

But I have never seen the control jade plate mentioned on the jade slip.

"Could it be that the jade plate that controls the puppet is not in this secret, but is placed in the Zhou Family Mountain Gate?"

Shen Ruiling frowned involuntarily and began to guess.

If this is the case, then after the catastrophe of the Zhou family, that piece of control jade disk is likely to have been lost in the chaos.

In this way, that Tier 3 puppet is a dead thing, losing its due value!

Suddenly, Shen Ruiling's face immediately flashed a deep condensing color.

A good Tier 3 puppet is now unable to use it because of the lack of control methods. How can this make him reconciled?

However, after thinking about it for a long time, he finally shook his head helplessly.

...

In a blink of an eye, more than a year has passed since the Qingyunmen and other tripartite forces returned from the "Dongtian Ruins".

However, Shen Ruiling and other informed monks who returned from the "Dongtian Ruins" were surprised that the war they thought did not break out.

Over the past year or so, the three giant forces have maintained peace, and the entire Lingnan Immortal Realm has also maintained an apparent calm.

Shen Ruiling stood on the top of Yunbi Peak, letting the roaring mountain breeze blow on his face, and when the mountain breeze came to him, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and did not blow his light blue Tao robe.

Looking at the continuous Yun Bifeng in front of him, Shen Ruiling fell into deep thought and let out a heavy sigh from time to time.

...

Luqiu Mountain, as one of the few fourth-order middle-grade spirit mountains in Lingnan's immortal cultivation world, is also a rare fairy homeland in Lingnan.

The mountains are densely covered with jungles, numerous Danya rocks stand on the top of the mountain, steep walls and strangely shaped peaks all over it, forming a beautiful landscape picture.

And on this Lingshan blessed land, sits the Promise Sect, one of the three great forces in the Lingnan Cultivation Realm.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was waiting anxiously at the door of a dust-tight room in the back mountain.

The middle-aged man is dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, and his breath is restrained, but he can give people a strong sense of oppression invisibly.

His eyes were fixed on the closed stone gate, and there was a touch of worry in his eyes that looked like a starry sky.

And while he waited anxiously, the closed stone gate finally opened slowly, raising a cloud of dust in the sky.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and immediately walked into the secret room.

And at this moment in the secret room, an old man with white beard and hair was sitting on a stone bed exuding cold air.

The old man closed his eyes tightly, and his wide black robe enveloped his thin body. The whole person was like a dead bone in a mound, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

"Uncle Master!"

The middle-aged man came to the old man and bowed his hands respectfully.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and then an extremely powerful cold breath radiated from his withered body.

After the middle-aged man felt the renewed vitality in the old man, the stone in his heart finally fell.

He asked with mixed feelings:

"Uncle Master, have you succeeded?"

Facing the man's question, the old man sighed involuntarily and said:

"After all, it's a renewed life. A colorful Ganoderma lucidum can only make the old man linger for another 30 to 40 years."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man's face once again showed a touch of sadness, and he didn't know what to say.

And the old man seemed to see what the middle-aged man was worried about, and said in a deep voice:

"The old man failed to attack Yuan Ying this time, so he has already chosen to practice the ghost way, so you don't have to worry about it, Master Nephew."

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

The middle-aged man arched his hands slightly and said in a low tone.

The old man glanced at him, then turned around and asked:

"Well, let's talk about some things that happened in Lingnan during the old man's retreat."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then carefully discussed the current situation in the Lingnan Cultivation World with the old man.

After half a cup of tea, the old man bowed his head and began to ponder.

"It seems that the old Qingyang ghost of Qingyunmen is also attacking the Nascent Soul Avenue!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically and said:

"How does his Qingyunmen have a method of gathering babies?"

The old man looked at him again, his thoughts seemed to be remembering something, and said leisurely:

"Have you forgotten that ruin that appeared in the depths of the outer sea three hundred years ago?"

Facing the old man's rhetorical question, the middle-aged man's face turned gloomy, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"In that ruin, my Lingnan monk was defeated and returned. Your uncle martial artist and brother Xin fell into the ruins, but Qing Yang managed to survive.

If not, how could my Promise Sect be where it is today. "

The old man sighed leisurely, and his heart seemed to be full of unwillingness.

On the other side, the middle-aged man asked with worry in his heart:

"Uncle Master, if the real Qingyang from Qingyun Gate is really attacking Yuanying Avenue in retreat, what should we do?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help laughing, and said in a strange way:

"The old man doesn't deny that Qingyang does have something extraordinary, but how could this Yuan Ying Dao break through so easily."

It was not difficult to hear from the old man's tone that he had already determined that True Man Qingyang would be difficult to succeed.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

"Well~lightnovelpub.net~ How about the cooperation with "those people"?"

The old man said abruptly.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"Everything is going well, it's just..."

"Just what?"

The old man turned to look at him, frowning and asked.

Facing the old man's moving question, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and said hesitantly:

"My nephew feels that this time my Promise Sect is cooperating with these people in the magic path who don't know where it is, it is really an act of seeking the skin of a tiger!"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help sighing, and then said leisurely after a long time:

"Finding skin with tigers...how the old man doesn't know, but if you don't, my Wujizong will perish in the hands of you and me for thousands of years!"

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