Returning to the Three Holy Islands, Kong Laosan's mood is completely different from the beginning, the entire southeast area of Xiling Demon Continent, among the known human gathering places, the Three Holy Islands are the largest, not only covering an extremely wide area, in the hearts of many people, the Three Holy Mountains are equivalent to the holy land of human beings.

Every three years, when the Three Holy Sects recruited disciples, countless Heavenly Proud Sons flocked from all directions, which also caused the Three Holy Sects to become more and more prosperous.

However, today's Sansheng Island presents a kind of rumor.

The teleportation circle of the Three Holy Islands, compared to the scene of countless cultivators coming in and out before, it seemed a little deserted at this moment, although there were still many cultivators coming and going, but it could no longer be compared with the previous flow of people. And next to each teleportation array, there will be many cultivators of the Three Holy Sects to check their identities, and once they can't tell their origins, they will immediately be "invited" by these cultivators to the Three Holy Mountains.

In the afternoon of this day, as the magic circle fluctuated in space, a man with muscles all over his body and a fierce face walked down the teleportation circle with seven or eight cultivators, the man did not squint, it seemed that he often traveled back and forth between the Three Holy Islands, and was very familiar with the procedures here, lined up, and checked one by one with everyone.

"Name?"

A disciple of the sect who was in the late stage of foundation building and was dressed in the uniform clothes of the Three Holy Sects asked without raising his head, and there were three-foot-high bamboo slips piled up on the wooden table in front of him, and he was busy recording something as he spoke.

"Zhao Yun!"

The man said softly, but the voice fell, and he was busy recording information on the bamboo slip in the hands of the disciple, and raised his head to look at the man in surprise, and after seeing the man's appearance, he seemed to be quietly relieved, and couldn't help frowning, "It's a coincidence, our Three Holy Sects also have a senior uncle with the same name, but they are descendants of the Zhao family, and they have reached the realm of Jindan Ancestor at a young age, but we can't compare!"

After saying this, the disciple of the Three Holy Sects lowered his head again and recorded it, not looking at the man again.

"Where do you come from?"

"At the beginning, he was a disciple of the Cloud Sect, but now he is just a casual cultivator. ”

The man said without changing his face, and the depression in his voice made everyone around him feel it clearly.

"I've heard of the Cloud Sect, and it was later said that it was destroyed by the Holy Demon Sect, but how do you prove that you were once a disciple of the Cloud Sect?"

As he spoke, the disciples of the Three Holy Sects who were still recording information just now frowned, as if their wrists were a little sore after holding the pen for a long time, and they couldn't help but turn back and forth twice.

This question naturally couldn't help Kong Laosan, and he casually said the names of a few elders of the Cloud Sect and passed the test smoothly, received a small order issued by the Three Holy Sects, and disappeared with the flow of people.

Due to the particularity of the Sansheng Mountain, in the whole Sansheng Island, the most lively place is the Fang Market formed at the foot of the Sansheng Mountain, all kinds of shops stand along the street, Danpu, Qige, Fu Shop, etc., almost the whole Sansheng Mountain is surrounded by a circle, the traffic is busy, the flow of people is like weaving, and the bustle is extraordinary.

Walking in the crowd, Kong Laosan did not have the slightest expression on his face, looking at the people around him, not only did he not feel the slightest prosperity, but there was a kind of urgency of the rumors, countless cultivators of the Three Holy Sects patrolled back and forth, checking the tokens, if there was no small order issued by the Three Holy Sects, they would be taken down on the spot, and if anyone dared to resist, they would be killed on the spot.

His brows furrowed secretly, now that he knows too little about the situation, it seems that he should find a place to find out the news first, thinking of this, Kong Laosan looked left and right, raised his legs and walked into a restaurant.

Zuixianglou can only be regarded as a low-grade restaurant, and the people who come and go are some loose cultivators who refine qi and build a foundation, and it is not a meal at this time, except for the drunkards who have been drunk a little bit in twos and threes, it seems a little deserted, seeing this, Kong Laosan directly asked for a guest room, ready to rest first.

The guest room is not big, the decoration is also antique, perhaps it has been dyed with some kind of incense, the room exudes a faint fragrance, smell a mouthful, but there is a refreshing feeling.

Entering the room, Kong Lao glanced at it three or four times, and the power of divine thoughts surged out, probing around the room three times, and then waved his sleeves and placed a ban on his hand, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, and with a burst of agitation on his face, he reverted to the appearance of a middle-aged Taoist.

After a moment of spitting, Kong Laosan slowly opened his eyes, turned his palm, and two storage bags, one blue and one gray, fell into his hands, which were previously obtained from the Taoist surnamed Sun and Zhao Yu, the two of them have returned to the underworld, and the spiritual imprint on the storage bag was naturally brushed away by Kong Laosan.

In addition to the dazzling pile of spirit stones on the ground, there are only some medium-grade spirit soldiers left, but to Kong Laosan's surprise, the net worth of the late-stage cultivator called Zhao Yu is much richer than that of the ancestor surnamed Sun, in addition to some spirit stone spirit soldiers, a brand-new rune soldier and a small sword faintly flowing with green mangs also shook out of the blue storage bag, and in the storage bag of the Taoist surnamed Sun, there were only some rune pills and the like, which made Kong Laosan disappointed for a while.

In addition to these, the rest are some miscellaneous items, robes and clothing, etc., these things Kong Laosan will not keep, and he will not care, after classifying and collecting these spirit stones, spirit soldiers, talismans, and pills, he will set his eyes on the remaining talismans and small swords.

The reason why Kong Laosan noticed this talisman was not that the talisman's appearance was special or powerful, but because the skull and skull sealed in the talisman were a real ghost.

The formation of ghost objects is varied, and after some cultivators lose their physical body and do not want to regain their cultivation, they will embark on the path of ghosts, practice ghost path exercises, condense ghost qi, and obtain new life in another way.

It is said that 30,000 years ago, in addition to the creatures of the Demon Domain, the Ghost Domain also participated in it, so there are not a few ghost Dao exercises circulating in the immortal cultivation world today.

However, generally speaking, once a living soul turns to cultivating the ghost path, it usually stays away from the crowd and becomes a loner, so although there are many ghost path cultivators in the immortal cultivation world, whether they can meet it or not depends on luck.

It was like a cat that smelled the smell of fish, and in the spirit beast bag, the subtle and strong devouring meaning of the Dao Dao was very clear and incomparably transmitted into Kong Laosan's mind, but Kong Laosan was extremely interested in this talisman and would not let these yin borers devour it.

In addition to this talisman soldier, the remaining small sword also surprised Kong Laosan, the small sword is about three feet long, and the whole body exudes a very light green light, with Kong Laosan's gentle wave, the small sword is like a water wave, swinging bursts of spiritual power lines, vaguely able to communicate a little bit of heaven and earth spiritual power.

This situation and this scene is undoubtedly a feature that can only be possessed by magic weapons, but this small sword has never met the requirements of magic weapons regardless of the material texture or the richness of the spiritual power of heaven and earth that can be triggered, which makes Kong Laosan very puzzled, but after careful investigation, Kong Laosan still found clues, the small sword is only two fingers wide on the sword body, countless miniature formations the size of soybeans are hooked together, covering the entire sword body, at a glance, like a pattern, giving people a dazzling feeling.

"Array, and a mighty formation!"

Kong Laosan muttered, there is no doubt that the formation on the sword body is undoubtedly the masterpiece of a formation master.

With the spiritual power in the body as the source, the power of the formation on the sword body is stimulated, so as to communicate the spiritual power of heaven and earth, even if the foundation building cultivator can also exert a little bit of the power of the Ancestor of the Jiedan.

After playing for a while, putting away the Fu Bing and the small sword, Kong Laosan sighed lightly, as if he was a little emotional, but then he cleaned up his mind, disguised, pushed open the door, and went downstairs.

At this moment, the restaurant is already overcrowded, and all kinds of noisy sounds are coming, just like a busy city.

The business of the restaurant is good, and the people who come and go are all cultivators who refine qi and build a foundation, and most of them are casual cultivators, and after getting acquainted with each other, they don't shy away from chatting.

Kong Laosan swept around, wanting to find a place to sit down, but at a glance, there were still extra vacant seats in the entire hall on the first floor.

Just when Kong Laosan was thinking about whether to go upstairs first and wait for a while, he suddenly found a few eyes looking in his direction, vaguely pointing, Kong Laosan subconsciously turned his head to look, and when he saw the clothes of the disciples of the Three Holy Sects on several people, his heart couldn't help but sink slightly.