Hearing the yellow-robed monk's words begging for mercy, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help laughing.

"Now you know how to beg for mercy?"

"What did you say when those two begged for mercy?"

Hearing Lin Zhongtian's playful words, the yellow-robed monk's body trembled, and he said in a mournful voice: "Senior, those two are both disciples of the Falling Moon Sect, and the junior is just a loose cultivator, how dare you risk letting people go, and killing people is also a helpless move!" ”

"But the seniors are different, you are a great monk with high mana, and the juniors are just a foundation builder, with your cultivation, you can just place a ban, and the juniors can be cattle and horses, slaves and maids - no, the juniors are willing to be slaves and servants, please spare my life!"

After speaking, the yellow-robed monk trembled and kowtowed again.

The corners of Lin Zhongtian's mouth twitched, and he looked thoughtfully at the kneeling monk in front of him.

Looking at this person's reaction, the world of immortal cultivation in front of him seems to be quite dangerous!

At least in the vicinity of here, killing people and looting should be the norm.

Otherwise, there is no need for this person to abandon all dignity for the sake of life.

Of course, not necessarily, maybe this person's personality is like this?

After all, it's a casual cultivator, helpless, and struggling to survive between the sect and the Xiuxian family, and it's normal for the personality to be a little distorted.

Just as Lin Zhongtian was thinking this, the yellow-robed monk who knelt on the ground and kowtowed raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth and spat out a blue light, and shot towards Lin Zhongtian's face door from the bottom up.

"Ding—"

The blue light hit Lin Zhongtian's face, and instantly disintegrated into countless cyan light spots, drifting away with the wind.

Lin Zhongtian's cheek muscles twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to touch his uninjured cheek, while he looked at the yellow-robed monk expressionlessly.

The yellow-robed monk's eyes widened, and he looked at Lin Zhongtian in amazement.

This is the third-order sword talisman at the bottom of his box!

It is comparable to the full force of the late Yudan monk's blow!

Banged on Lin Zhongtian's face, but he didn't even leave a mark.

How is this possible?!

"You dare to spit on me?"

The faint voice of the words came, and the yellow-robed monk woke up suddenly, and immediately his body trembled like a sieve, and his lips squirmed slightly in horror.

"Former ...... Seniors Rao ......"

Before the words fell, Lin Zhongtian's big hand pressed on the top of the yellow-robed monk's head, and the gray mist filaments poured into his head, enveloping his soul in an instant, probing all the memories stored in his soul.

Soon, Lin Zhongtian put away his right hand, and the yellow-robed monk who knelt down in front of him collapsed to the ground.

"Tianhua Realm, the Sea of Stars, the Falling Moon Sect ......"

Lin Zhongtian had a thoughtful look on his face.

As he expected, this was a world of cultivating immortals with stacked boxes.

The world in front of him belongs to the bottom of the box, which is the so-called lower realm called the Tianhua Realm, and as long as the immortal cultivator cultivates to the stage of transforming into a god, he can ascend to the spirit realm by taking the Flying Ascension Array.

In the spirit realm, you can cultivate up to the Mahayana stage, and then you can ascend to the immortal realm after surviving the heavenly tribulation.

As for whether there is a higher world above the immortal realm, this monk in the late stage of foundation building is not clear.

"So what kind of world is this?"

"The legend of mortal cultivation of immortals, or some unknown street fighting online text world......"

As for the answer to this question, Lin Zhongtian does not know.

Because no matter which stacked boxes of immortal cultivation worlds, there are basically countless nether realms in its worldview.

Even if he really enters a certain immortal cultivation book, unless he directly crosses into the world where the protagonist is, or everyone cultivates to the peak and soars to the final immortal realm together, it is very likely that it will be difficult to judge the specific world.

And the name Tianhua Realm, Lin Zhongtian had never heard of it.

So this shouldn't be the world where the protagonist is, at least not the world of online literature that he is familiar with.

…… Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's an online text cultivating the immortal world.

The important thing is that there are definitely time-travelers from home in this world.

That's enough for Lin Zhongtian!

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian turned his gaze to the yellow-robed monk in front of him.

This person's real name is Xu Changchun, and he is the last survivor of the Xu family of the Xiuxian family on Crescent Island in the Star Sea Region.

At that time, Xu Changchun was only a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

After knowing the news of the family's annihilation, Xu Changchun assumed the name Xu Yingqiu, and while continuing to cultivate as a casual cultivator, he secretly explored the enemy who destroyed the Xu family in the Stars Sea.

I have to say that Xu Changchun is still a little lucky.

Not only did he escape the disaster of annihilation, but he also became a master in the nearby sea area as a foundation builder, and even repeatedly won adventures from the hands of the children of the great sects, which is quite a protagonist.

It's a pity that he made the most wrong decision at the most important moment.

"I wanted to spare your life......"

Lin Zhongtian showed regret on his face, and then waved his hand to take Xu Changchun's storage bag.

As a foundation building monk, Xu Changchun's family background can be described as extremely rich.

He not only had more than 12,000 spirit stones, twelve second-order heavenly and earthly treasures, two third-order heavenly and earthly treasures, but also sixteen second-order runes and three third-order talismans, and even a broken magic weapon.

This kind of net worth, even a monk is nothing more than that.

No wonder he was able to kill two of the great sect disciples in the foundation building period with one enemy and two enemies.

The silver light in Lin Zhongtian's palm flashed, and a jade pendant appeared in front of him.

In the jade pendant is the practice of Xu Changchun, called "Jin Honggong", which is the gold system of the Xu family, which can be cultivated up to Yuanying.

In addition, there is also a magic weapon sacrifice and magic weapon combined attack technique, which can be cultivated during the foundation building period, and can be sacrificed and refined up to one hundred and eight coins, and the imperial envoy can make money like a flying sword.

It can be used separately or in a combined formation, which can be described as versatile and powerful.

So far, Xu Changchun has only refined thirty-six coins.

Previously, when dealing with those two disciples of the Falling Moon Sect, this magic weapon was used.

Lin Zhongtian watched it with relish, and thought to himself if he wanted to try it if he cultivated.

But soon, he changed his mind.

After all, this is the world of cultivating immortals with stacked boxes, and it is worth him to open another vest for it.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian put away all of Xu Changchun's belongings, and then set his eyes on the fifth-order purple spirit bamboo.

In the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, he obtained the art of incarnation outside the body from the old demon of Black Mountain.

Unlike the various spells and spiritual arts in this world, this is a real great supernatural power, comparable to the immortal magic of the fairy world.

It was with this method that Lin Zhongtian refined this body and Zuo Yu's body into a real clone.

And now, he plans to repeat his old trick and refine this fifth-order purple spirit bamboo into an incarnation outside his body.

However, the fifth-order purple spirit bamboo, compared to his identity, is really a little unworthy.

Lin Zhongtian thought for a moment, waved his hand to shake the space, enveloped the entire Zizhu Island with the terrifying power of space, laid down a spatial barrier to isolate the inside and outside, and then reached out with his right hand to the purple spirit bamboo in front of him.

In an instant, gray mist poured out of his palm like a swimming dragon.

As soon as the purple spirit bamboo came into contact with the gray mist, the slender and slender bamboo body shook suddenly, and immediately greedily absorbed the surrounding gray mist.

In just a few moments, the five-foot-long purple spirit bamboo began to climb at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it climbed to six feet and seven feet......

Ten minutes later, the purple spirit bamboo, which was already nine zhang long, stopped growing and began to grow horizontally, crowding out the space of the other purple bamboos around it.

After another quarter of an hour, the purple spirit bamboo had reached nine feet thick, and then it began to continue to grow upward.

This was repeated many times, until a full two hours later, the fifth-order purple spirit bamboo, which was originally only five feet long, had turned into a behemoth as long as one hundred and eight zhang long, as thick as an optimus jade pillar, under the action of the gray mist!

The entire purple bamboo forest was occupied by this purple spirit bamboo.

All the purple spirit bamboos withered and turned into nutrients for this purple spirit bamboo.

Looking at the pillar of purple spirit bamboo in front of him, Lin Zhongtian finally showed a satisfied expression.

Although according to the knowledge he had obtained from Xu Changchun's mind, it was no longer possible to tell what level this purple spirit bamboo was, but looking at this appearance like a Dinghai Divine Needle, it must have reached the peak of this realm.

Lin Zhongtian thought so, and then sat cross-legged next to the purple spirit bamboo, preparing to refine it into an external incarnation.

At the same time, the surroundings of Zizhu Island were already covered with dense figures.

Countless monks from the Stars Sea Sea rode all kinds of flying magic weapons, surrounded by the spatial barrier of Zizhu Island, and looked at the stout purple spirit bamboo on the island with surprise and shock.

Many immortal cultivators divided the area by sect or family, and stood high in the sky on a flying boat, each transmitting their voices and discussing a lot.

In the sky on the north side of Zizhu Island, there are five flying boats with the crescent moon logo engraved on their hulls.

On the flying boat in the center, there was a handsome young man wearing a moon-white robe and a crescent white mark on his forehead.

Looking at the dense figures around him, the handsome young man's face was cloudy, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Damn, how the hell did this leak out?"

"Qianshan, go back and thoroughly investigate the top and bottom of the Falling Moon Sect, I'm sure that there must be internal ghosts within the sect!"

As soon as these words came out, the five monks standing behind the handsome young man immediately looked at each other.

Among them, the sturdy monk stepped forward and said with a wry smile: "Sect Master, this heavy treasure was born, and the momentum is so huge, but it should be difficult for all the great sect forces in the Star Sea Region to find it......"

“……”

The Sect Master of the Falling Moon Sect tugged at the corners of his mouth when he heard this, how could he not know this truth.

It's just that the opportunity that originally belonged to their sect is now to be shared with the forces of the many Star Seas.

How could this make Qiu Wenzhai, who had just taken office as the sect master of the Falling Moon Sect, be willing!

The monk named Qianshan was very eye-catching, and seeing that the sect master's face was gloomy and silent, he immediately changed the topic.

"Sect Master, what the hell is this purple bamboo, even if the ordinary purple spirit bamboo grows for ten thousand years and is promoted to the fifth rank, it is only five feet long, but this thing can actually grow to a hundred zhang ......."

"Could it be the Wood Spirit Root left behind in the Upper Realm?"

Hearing Qianshan's transmission, Sect Master Qiu shook his head with a gloomy face: "No, it can't be a spirit root, my Falling Moon Sect also cultivates a water system spirit root in the upper realm, but even if it is a 10,000-year-old spirit root, it is impossible to have such an exaggerated size." ”

"I conclude that this must be the immortal root left behind in the fairy world!"

(End of chapter)