Endless disappointment was like a sharp knife, stabbing Yang Ling in the heart.

Encountering a bottleneck on the way to cultivation, he tried to improve his strength as a spiritual cultivator, but suddenly found that he lacked too many spiritual objects needed for the condensation array talisman.

"I must leave the tribe and go in search of treasures to improve my strength!"

Over the next few days, he gathered all the stewards together, and after a discussion, he woke up most of the dormant people.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Barbarian Department returned to its former liveliness and order.

Yang Ling made another decision, this time he was going to bring some cultivators from the tribe, especially those who had never participated in a battle, so that they could experience some hardships in the troubled times.

Only when everyone is strong can the Heavenly Barbarian Department gain a firm foothold.

Immediately, he began to select the people who accompanied him, and they were basically people who were at the forefront of the cultivation realm.

Among them are Li Fan, Le Chen, and Xu Gui, the three leaders of the cultivators, as well as the stewards of the two tribes of Yin Hui and Fang Yunmeng, and the rest are the two brothers Kurong and Kuyong, as well as some spiritual cultivators who have joined one after another in the Doomsday Tribulation, with about twenty people.

And Min Du, as the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, should not leave, and the tribe needs a strong man at all times, he has broken through to the Great Perfection of the Transformation Yuan Realm, in the outside world, this kind of cultivation is enough to serve as the leader of the big forces.

Moreover, after so many years of getting along, Yang Ling trusts this person very much.

Before leaving, Yang Ling made detailed arrangements, the most important of which was that the tribe would hold a martial arts tournament every two months in the future to improve the combat experience of the cultivators. Of course, the top of the rankings will get some corresponding rewards.

Every time, the top three have the opportunity to leave the tribe and train with Yang Ling in the outside world, which is the most attractive.

After all, everyone has a heart that yearns for freedom, and no one wants to be a house sparrow for a lifetime.

After these nine years, those toddlers and babbling children have grown up, and many little ones are fed by spiritual creatures, and their roots and bones are very qualified, and in a few years they will be a group of outstanding people who have stepped into the path of cultivation.

For them, all the stewards attach great importance to them and list them as key training objects.

When those ordinary people saw that their little cubs were so valued, they all smiled and couldn't close their mouths, and they had more confidence and perseverance to build their homes.

Three days later, everything was ready.

Yang Ling and his party were finally leaving, and at the last moment, He Keren did not give up and had to follow, and although Yi Ziqi did not speak, the intention was also obvious.

So there are two more people in the team, one big and one small.

Looking at the more than 20 figures that were gradually moving away, someone sighed for a long time: "It's over, I originally thought that the two juxtaposed flowers of the tribe would leave one, but now it's good, all of them have followed the leader, and I don't know how boring my life will be in the future!"

Those cultivators who stayed behind were all weak and complaining.

After all, the departure of a sweetheart is cruel and merciless to all admirers.

"A group of stinky boys, practice hard, whoever can get the top three in the martial arts competition will have a chance to leave the tribe and be with those two girls for a long time!" Hearing these complaints, He Qianwu was angry and shouted loudly.

In an instant, everyone's spirits were shaken, and they screamed, and quickly returned to the house and entered the cultivation state.

In the endless wilderness, Yang Ling and his party moved forward quickly, and the target was the place where the mysterious mansion appeared.

Ten days later, they came to a place, which was the former Liuyun tribe.

Looking at the devastation in front of him, Yang Ling showed a sad face, it was here that he saved Hu Chao, He Qianwu and others, and it was also at that time that he decided to establish the Heavenly Barbarian Department.

Even now, there are still several members of the original Liuyun tribe in the tribe, who are diligent and hardworking.

Just as he was in a moment's trance, several skeletons with fragile bones walked over and let out a low roar from their mouths.

Yang Ling's heart was sour, if nothing else, these were all old men who were guarding the Liuyun tribe and were unwilling to leave.

These are people who have no love in life and want to live and die together with their old place, not ignorant but persistent, and worthy of respect.

"Senior Li Mufeng, I hope you are still alive, it's good to come back and take a look at the bones of these people!"

Then, he took out a long sword with a gray handle and a gray sheath, which was obtained from Li Shan, the former leader of the Liuyun tribe, and was left by their predecessor Li Mufeng.

At the beginning, Yang Ling couldn't open it, but now that his strength has soared, he wants to try again, he uses his real power, and the powerful power is poured into his hands, and he pulls it with all his might.

Buzz~

The long sword kept trembling, and a dazzling purple light erupted from it, and the light was dazzling and extended.

I saw a vague figure gradually appear, but before I could see it clearly, the long sword suddenly returned to its sheath.

This time, he only pulled out five inches long.

Yang Ling's face was pale, and he looked at this inconspicuous long sword in a daze, and his heart was extremely shocked.

"How powerful was Li Mufeng when he left?"

He muttered to himself, the higher his cultivation, the more he could feel the horror of this person.

Next, they buried the many skeletons in front of them, paid their respects, and then hit the road again.

The huge, eerie mansion had been around for about four years, and had not been moved, and if it weren't for the occasional strange noise coming from inside, one would think it was just a sculpture from ancient times or ancient times.

However, on the day of the end of the Doomsday, the mansion finally changed.

In the midst of a roar, a mountain-like turtle surfaced, and it crawled out slowly, looked at the surrounding scenery, and then fell asleep on the beach.

This change provoked onlookers to talk loudly, and some even approached it cautiously.

However, this seemingly cute turtle was extremely irritable, and suddenly opened its eyes and opened its huge mouth, and the people around them felt a gust of wind coming, and they were powerless to resist, so they were swallowed into their mouths.

For a moment, the onlookers were as silent as cicadas, and their bodies involuntarily fell backwards, really worried that the turtle would suddenly become angry and go on a killing spree.

After a few hours, the turtle spun around again as if no one was around, and then crawled towards the huge mansion.

Whoa~

The sea was stirred up by the huge body.

Under the gaze of everyone, the turtle swam to a nearby white jade giant gate and snorted at the fiery red giant tree next to it, as if full of disdain.

"What's going on, the flaming red tree is moving, is it trembling?"

However, this reaction is also normal, after all, many people have never seen the scene of the fierce flames after the fiery red giant tree turned into an ancient giant bird.

Then, something even more shocking happened, the white jade giant door slowly opened with a roar, revealing a wide passage inside that was as clear as day.

In that passage there was a huge stone monument with two shocking blood-colored characters on it.

"Burial Immortals!"

Almost everyone facing the passage saw these two words and shouted in silence.

Someone muttered to themselves, someone shouted, and it didn't take long for these two words to spread around the neighborhood.

"What is the burial of immortals, is it to kill immortals?"

There are also people who clench their fists and shout loudly: "Immortals, the head of all spirits, go upstream, step on the sky and sing, you can live with heaven and earth, and never fall! Immortals, the wishes of all living beings, cannot be achieved without great perseverance, and cannot be obtained by those who are not great wisdom...... I want to become an immortal, who dares to bury an immortal?"

Many people were full of grief and indignation, and not long ago they saw fairies dancing in the sky, and even fairies guiding sentient beings to break through difficulties and swim against the current.

Just when people were already full of firm belief in immortals, the word burial immortals appeared, which was really unacceptable.

"This is a demon mansion, we must break it, smash that stone tablet, and let all living beings know that no one can bury immortals!"

"What a big spirit! Immortal, bullshit, a puddle of yellow mud can crush the goods!" Just when the people were excited, a proud voice came from the mansion, and the tone was full of disdain.

"Who, come out for me, what is it that hides his head and tail!" someone shouted angrily.

"We should work together to destroy this demon mansion!" someone else pouted loudly, lest the world be chaotic.

But no one is stupid, and life is more important than anger.

After gradually calming down, one has to admit a fact. That is, this mansion is too hard, and it is impossible to break it head-on.

What's even more confusing and frustrating is that no one has yet been able to find a way to enter this mansion.

"That old turtle snorted at the flaming giant tree just now and went in, can't that be the code to manipulate the stone gate?"

What's even more ironic is that this person not only said this, but also practiced it according to his own ideas.

But the result was miserable, when he snorted at the fiery red giant tree with a disdainful expression, he was stepped directly into the sea by the 'root' and never floated up again.

Not far from this basin there is a small town.

This town appeared two years ago and was formed by many spiritual practitioners in order to be able to live here for a long time, to guard the mansion at all times, so that they can enter it at any time.

A few days later, Yang Ling and his party finally appeared in the town.

For this, he was already familiar with the road, and in order not to attract the attention of the enemy, he and Yi Ziqi both used the Three Illusions method to change their appearance.

"Have you heard, some big people are organizing spiritual cultivators, ready to forcibly open the stone gate of the Demon Mansion!"

As he walked along the road, the chatter of the mansion came to his ears from time to time.

Then after a little inquiry, he knew what happened a few days ago, Yang Ling secretly wiped a cold sweat, glad that no one could enter the mansion at that time, otherwise if the treasures were snatched away by others, now he probably even had the mood to commit suicide.

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