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Even if you can't gain a foothold in the Central Plains in the future, if you can gain a foothold in the Eastern Immortal Cultivation Realm, the immortal cultivation environment there will be much stronger than that in the Northland.

"The ruins of the Eastern Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" Ling Yijian asked in amazement.

Xu Ziyan told Ling Yijian in detail about the matter of the Eastern Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and then said his speculation. Ling Yijian's expression was obviously excited, and he kept muttering:

"I must go and see, I must go and see and complete this task, I will immediately set off for the East"

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly and said, "What is Senior Brother Ling's mission when he comes out this time?"

Ling Yijian frowned deeply when he heard this, and said with a worried look on his face: "This time I went down the mountain for a mission of the master. Originally, since the destruction of the Huayang Sect, the Eastern Shenji Sect and the Qinghuo Sect, our Taixuan Sect can be said to be standing at the peak of the Northern Earth Immortal Cultivation Realm. However, recently, something happened in the Northland Immortal Cultivation Realm. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Yijian changed his words and said, "Ziyan, you are also covering the Vast Continent now, can you tell me how the people on the Vast Continent cultivated?"

Xu Ziyan raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Whether it is law cultivation or martial cultivation, it is to use the power of heaven and earth to refine itself, and finally reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man."

"Not bad," Ling Yijian nodded and said, "This is what our Taoists call nature, great freedom, but there may not be only this method of cultivation in this world." Another way is to take away the luck of sentient beings and practice. ”

"Cultivating by taking away the luck of sentient beings?" Xu Ziyan looked stunned and said, "What do you mean?"

Ling Yijian sighed and said, "Originally, I didn't know about these secrets, but Master Liu said to me before going down the mountain.

Before the Great Destruction, there was a cultivation method, and those monks absorbed not the power of heaven and earth, but the power of faith. They don't rest and don't know how to do magic, but they are not martial arts either. Well, it should be counted as physical cultivation. ”

"The power of faith?" Xu Ziyan's heart shook.

"Yes, this method of cultivation is extremely harmful to the immortal cultivation world, you must know that we cultivators in the Dao have sects, or have various forces such as families, and we usually worship only our ancestors. And we are also the disciples and grandchildren of the ancestors, in the same lineage.

However, the cultivation method of the power of faith is to collect a wide range of believers. His followers have no division of power, no matter which sect, or family, casual cultivation or even mortals who are not able to cultivate, as long as they believe in him, he can get the power of faith from those people to cultivate. And he treats those who believe in him as slaves, and constantly draws luck and faith from those people. ”

Hearing this, a word suddenly popped out of Xu Ziyan's mind: "Wu"

Could it be that there is still a witch clan in this world? But Xu Ziyan was still very unsure in his heart, so he asked softly:

"They treat those who believe in them as slaves, and they keep draining the power and luck of their faith, and it stands to reason that not many people will be willing to believe in them."

Ling Yijian shook his head and said, "It's not the opposite, their believers are multiplying very fast."

"For what?" Xu Ziyan asked puzzled.

Because as long as those who believe in Him, they can gain supernatural powers in the process of believing in Him. The more faithful and sincere, the more powerful the supernatural power will become. This kind of supernatural power is given by him to his believers, and he doesn't need his followers to cultivate it at all, as long as that believer's heart is sincere, he will have a kind of supernatural power in an instant. This is fatal to the attraction of human beings, especially for those cultivators with poor qualifications, and this unearned way makes them obsessed. And once you get obsessed with it, it's hard to extricate yourself.

We don't know exactly how these people who cultivate the power of faith acquire the power of faith and how they bestow those believers with supernatural powers. However, from the believers we have met, they say that when they pray, it is as if a voice echoes in their heads, and they are only wholeheartedly believing in the person who cultivates the power of faith in a very short period of time. ”

"Whew~·

Xu Ziyan let out a long breath and asked a little nervously, "Then what are these people who cultivate the power of faith called?"

"Wu," Ling Yijian said softly.

Xu Ziyan's body was shocked, and it was indeed a witch. Just as his heart was stirring, he heard Ling Yijian on the side continue:

"This cultivation method of witchcraft is based on people. If they want to improve their cultivation, they have to develop an incredible number of followers, which can be described as a means of not compromise. In this way, he threatens us cultivators and shakes the foundation of our various sects. Ziyan, imagine that if it is allowed to develop, our monks of Taixuanzong will also begin to believe in him, and at that time, will there still be our Taixuanzong?

We are in harmony with heaven and earth, and the Tao is natural. And they are taking advantage of people's luck. As long as he wants to continue to ascend, he has to constantly enslave human beings. At the end of the day, in order to gain more power of faith, he will stop at nothing to wage war and conquer all humans who do not believe in him. Wu is a disaster in the entire immortal cultivation world. ”

"That Shimen let you go down the mountain this time......"

"Alas~~~" Ling Yijian sighed and said, "I don't know what the Dao is for, maybe it's because of the low cultivation of our Northern Land monks." That witch chose us in the Northland, and now there are many people in the Northland who believe in that witch. Many temples were built to worship the witch. In the long run, the immortal cultivation world is in danger. ”

Xu Ziyan's face changed: "Is there already a witch in the north?"

"Not bad" Ling Yijian said with a solemn face: "This time, the master sect is to let a few disciples of our generation go down the mountain, that is, they will go to various places and destroy all those temples. But ······"

"But what?"

"But it didn't end as well as we thought, and when the believers saw that we had destroyed the temple, they went berserk and attacked us. And after we leave, they will build another temple and continue to worship."

"This ······" Xu Ziyan's expression also became solemn and said: "In this way, we must find that witch and kill it before we can fundamentally solve this matter."

"Not bad" Ling Yijian nodded vigorously, but then his face was embarrassed: "However, our Taixuanzong has never found the place where that witch exists, and he is very cunning."

"What does he look like?"

A dark and remote alley, far away from the center of Scattered Immortal City, is inhabited by some scattered cultivators who are not in very good condition.

A few casual cultivators were sitting lazily on the edge of the alley chatting, when they suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the mouth of the alley. A few scattered cultivators turned their heads to look and saw a woman in a fiery red dress with a graceful figure walking in briskly. A red hair fluttered in the wind, and a flamboyant wild beauty immediately attracted the attention of those few loose cultivators.

The red-haired woman in the red dress walked past the eyes of several scattered cultivators like a fairy, and walked towards the depths of the alley.

Several loose cultivators couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and said in their hearts one by one:

"This woman doesn't know if the Dao is a loose cultivator, it's really beautiful like a fairy descending to earth, if it's a loose cultivator, if she can form a Taoist couple with her, but she will be happier than ascending to the immortal."

Several casual cultivators kept staring at the back of the red-haired woman in the red dress, with a slender waist, plump buttocks, and long legs, and every change in the woman's posture dazzled their eyes.

Suddenly, the expressions of these scattered cultivators froze on their faces, and then they revealed a look of horror. One by one, they hurriedly lowered their heads, because the movement of bowing their heads was too urgent, and they actually twisted their necks and rattled. Because they suddenly found that they and the others couldn't see through each other's cultivation, didn't this mean that the woman with red hair and red dress had to cultivate above them? The world of cultivating immortals is cruel, the hierarchy is clear, staring at a monk whose cultivation is beyond himself, and there is blasphemy in his eyes, isn't this looking for death?

The red-haired woman in the red dress walked to a small house of red bricks and tiles, and only a glance showed that Langdao was a very small and very simple dwelling, with green moss on the roof and walls.

The red-haired woman in the red dress stepped forward, grabbed the knocker and knocked lightly a few times, and then there was a sound of footsteps from inside. As soon as the door opened, a tall young man appeared from inside, although his face was young, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"Linglong, you're here" A hint of joy flashed in the young man's eyes.

"Hai Xin, after receiving your summons, I will leave immediately, I don't know what trouble you caused this time?" Yang Linglong asked softly with concern.

Van Helsing's face darkened, let go of half of his body, and said softly: "Come in and talk about it"

Yang Linglong nodded, walked into the door, Fan Helsing closed the door, and then led Yang Linglong into the house, and made tea for Yang Linglong, and then sat opposite Yang Linglong.

Looking at Yang Linglong opposite, a trace of longing flashed in Fan Helsing's eyes and said, "Linglong, how are these days?"

Yang Linglong nodded and said, "It's okay, it's nothing more than cultivation." Tell me what's going on."

Van Helsing sighed deeply, his face gloomy. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Linglong, you also know my origin." However, there are still some things you don't know. ”

"Oh?" Yang Linglong's eyebrows raised.

Fan Helsing, who was on the other side, seemed to fall into a memory, and said slowly: "Linglong, you know that I am a disciple of the Northland Sitting Forgetting Sect. I also know what the Dao did in the first place, and now there is only one disciple left in the entire Sitting Forgetting Sect. But you don't know what I've been doing all these years. ”