Chapter 802: It's You Kid

"Not to mention how difficult it is to transform plants and trees into spirits, with my cultivation at that time, it is even more difficult just to get out of the ancient tomb."

Gu Cangsong smiled bitterly, as if he had palpitations, and stroked his chest.

"It's so difficult, how can I get in, let alone get the spirit corpse of the Green Spirit Immortal Master."

Wang Mo's brows furrowed, with the difficulty of Gu Cangsong's transformation back then, he definitely had a sixth-order cultivation, otherwise it would be difficult to get out of that kind of tomb.

"It's hard, but it's nothing to the Lord."

Gu Cangsong paused, as if he was correcting his thoughts. The reason why I was able to manifest as a spirit was because one of them who entered from the outside was a Wood Spirit.

This person relied on his supernatural power to cultivate, and tried to force his way into the Azure Great Array arranged by the twelve Azure Pines, but he was scattered, and his primordial spirit root was taken away by me, so that I finally manifested my spirit.

And the Azure Great Array that protects the tomb, if it is placed outside, to those who are strong in the Spirit Void Realm, even if it is a strong person in the Nirvana Spirit Realm, it may be nothing, but in the tomb space, it is very difficult for anyone to break through.

Each of my eleven clan brothers has a mid-stage Nirvana Realm cultivation, even if there is a defect in my Great Array, it is definitely not something that a Nirvana Realm monk can break through."

"You mean, let me break into the depths of the tomb."

The corners of Wang Mo's eyebrows jumped, as if he understood what Gu Cangsong meant.

"That's right, with the power of the Nine Ghost Great Array on the Lord, the Green Spirit Sacrifice can be opened in Jiazi time, plus the flesh essence soul and soul crystal obtained in the soul spider's lair before, it is enough to break through to the middle of the sixth order.

Gu Cangsong swore an oath.

"But since this Qingling Festival is a grand event in the twelve states, with my status, how can I be qualified to participate."

Wang Mo was still a little unsure.

"This matter is not difficult, as long as on the day of the opening of the festival, the Lord will lead it with a special spell, although the entrance to the tomb needs to be opened with a special treasure, but with the guidance of the Dharma, the Lord will take it by himself.

And the decay can also be entered, I am the ancient pine in the tomb, and then the master will guide the way, straight to the depths of the tomb.

When you come out, you can also go from another place, and you can completely avoid those powerhouses of the twelve states."

Gu Cangsong's face was extremely honest, and he almost patted Wang Mo's chest to reassure.

"Okay, in that case, you give me a list of what you need, and I'll collect it when I get to Dongping Prefecture in a while."

Wang Mo took a deep breath and made a decision.

In the depths of his sea of knowledge, he did not sense the slightest evil thought of Gu Cangsong's words, but he did not lie.

In that case, it's 90% possible, but it's just a little delay, and he can afford to wait.

What's more, a Dao Spirit Realm Immortal Master's Relics is also a great temptation for Wang Mo.

When Gu Cangsong heard this, he didn't say anything more, and hurriedly took out a jade slip, engraved it, and handed it to Wang Mo.

For him, it can be said that he spared no effort to serve Wang Mo, not to mention, entering the tomb, he also has a lot of benefits.

......

Outside the teleportation hall of Nanyang City, Dongpingzhou, Wang Mo turned into a middle-aged monk, strode out, and disappeared into the crowd of people after a few dodges.

In the city, Wang Mo kept shuttling through the major shops, collecting all kinds of special refining materials and even formations.

Although there are a lot of high-level mineral deposits in the space of Zhenyuan Tower, his needs are extremely special, and it takes some effort to find them.

A few days later, Wang Mo left Nanyang City and went straight to Ziyun City, where the Qingling Festival was held.

This Purple Cloud City is the outer city of the Purple Cloud Peak Sect, the strongest force in Dongping Prefecture, and it is rumored that its strongest person is a late-stage overlord of the Spirit Void Realm.

Among the twelve states in the entire Dongzhou Border Region, there is only one Spirit Void Realm Great Perfection, and the power of this Spirit Void Realm powerhouse in the late stage can be imagined.

In Ziyun City, Wang Mo also searched the major shops, and after collecting what he needed, he headed out of the city.

There are nearly fifty years left before the Green Spirit Festival, and he has to use this time to refine the things he needs, and he has to prepare to cultivate further.

Of course, it is also necessary to find a secluded place for the ancient pine, so that it can be used to survive the catastrophe after making a breakthrough.

Three years have passed, a remote place hundreds of thousands of miles away from Purple Cloud City, the dark clouds are rising, the sky is thundering, and more than a dozen hours have passed.

The rich wood-based aura in it drifted away, the huge shadows of the trees churned, and there were hundreds of miles of calamity clouds, and I don't know how many thunders fell, before they finally dissipated.

Although this place is extremely remote, because of the grand event of the Qingling Festival in Dongping Prefecture, there are many strong people from all walks of life, and it has also attracted many people to come and watch.

But in the end, when the thunderstorm passed, there were several nearby Spirit Void Realm powerhouses who wanted to find out, but in the end they found nothing.

As for the people who crossed the calamity, the cultivators had a lot of discussions, but in the end they didn't come to a clear conclusion.

Of course, there are also some well-informed old monsters, who vaguely guessed the identity of the person who crossed the robbery from the shadow of the monstrous tree, but because they didn't see it, they finally couldn't do it.

Someone has crossed the catastrophe, such a momentum, since the spirit is undoubtedly a calamity, and at this moment close to the Qingling Festival, it has added a bit of talking points.

What no one knows is that it is still in the void of the place where the thunderstorm is, and there is a sand-like existence, which is the Zhenyuan Tower.

In the space, Gu Cangsong, who has turned into a young man, has a majestic aura around him, and he has obviously just broken through, and he can't restrain his own power.

"Now that you have broken through, you can recuperate here, and when your cultivation is stable, you will refine everything you need."

Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, when the thunder tribulation came before, he had taken a look at it, and he was overwhelmed, let alone crossing the tribulation.

"Old decay understands."

Gu Cangsong couldn't help but be excited, leaned over, and walked into the prepared cave to recuperate.

Wang Mo didn't bother any more, and as soon as his body flickered, he walked to another mountain, and also entered a cave to cultivate.

At this point, there are still more than forty years left in the Qingling Festival, and what he needs is to use the rich aura in the Zhenyuan Pagoda to try if he can break through to the Great Perfection of Transformation in one fell swoop.

......

Time flies like a white horse, and decades have passed.

Due to the grand event of the Qingling Festival in the Twelve Prefectures of the Dongzhou Border Region, which was held in Ziyun City, Dongping Prefecture, the number of monks who came and went increased several times more than usual.

Even if it is a rare Nirvana realm powerhouse, it can be seen everywhere.

As the host, Ziyun Peak has sent most of the strong men and disciples to maintain the order of the monks who come and go.

"Purple Spirit, wait for me."

In Purple Cloud City, on a wide street, a handsome young man followed behind a woman in purple with a flattering face.

I saw that the woman in purple was slender, graceful, indescribably beautiful, and even if she was wearing a scarf, it was also fascinating.

Gently moving the lotus step, the body seems to move forward slowly and quickly, and even if there is a lot of people, it is unconsciously to get out of the way.

As for the young monk in a pale golden brocade robe, he did not attract the slightest attention from the people around him as he shouted.

The situation of both is quite strange.

"Ling Zhanyun, you don't have to entangle again, or I'll tell my father and let him personally expel you from Dongpingzhou."

The woman named Zi Ling frowned slightly, and a look of shame flashed in her beautiful eyes.

As soon as he stopped, the breath of the green spirit dissipated, and a tempting fragrance rippled, so that all the surrounding monks stopped, and their eyes showed a look of amazement.

I don't know why such a woman would suddenly appear, and it didn't attract their attention in the slightest.

Listen to his words, this young man is none other than Ling Zhanyun, a strong man of the Spirit Wing Clan who had a lot of anxiety with Wang Mo in Dongming Prefecture back then.

"Hehe, I know Ziling, you are the kindest, how could you let my uncle expel me."

At this time, Ling Zhanyun completely lost the coercion and domineering of the past, and leaned forward with a shy face, stretched out his hand to touch Zi Linghao's wrist.

Unaware of the fire-breathing monks around him.

"Hmph."

Zi Ling snorted angrily, dodging the harassment of the 'Salty Pig Hand', and swept around with his brows still furrowed. You're too bold.The Green Spirit Festival is open.I don't know how many old monsters from the Spirit Void Realm are there.You're not afraid of being seen through by them."

"For you, I'm not afraid of going up the knife mountain and going down to the sea of fire."

Ling Zhanyun patted his chest and hurriedly followed.

The conversation between the two, though not spread in the slightest, fell into the eyes of the monks around him, and it is not difficult to imagine that this must have been pestering this woman with his own good face.

But because everyone couldn't touch the two cultivators, they thought that the other party had some hidden treasures for cultivation, so they didn't rush out to 'hero save beauty'.

"You ......"

Listening to his words as a rogue.The crystal earlobes outside the purple spirit veil were half red.Like a jade.Stomped the jade feet.Don't pay attention to him.

"Well, what a shameless prodigal son, how can he molest a nun in broad daylight."

Just as Ling Zhanyun was about to keep up, a cold drink suddenly came, and he saw more than a dozen figures breaking through the crowd and breaking in.

Not only did they block Ling Zhanyun's way, but they also blocked the female cultivator with the purple spirit.

The people around saw that there was a bustle to see, and they all got out of the way.

It turned out that these dozen or so monks were the strongest among the younger generation of the surrounding states and even the local forces in Dongping Prefecture, and they could be called the proud figures of the sky.

"It's you, boy."

Seeing that the comer was disturbing his own good deeds, Ling Zhanyun saw that the beautiful person was on the side, and he didn't want to pay attention to it in a good mood, but when he saw the person who spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"What a bold man, no wonder he dares to flirt with a nun in broad daylight, he doesn't even know who I am, and he dares to be so provocative."

There were several monks on the side of the man, who couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a cold voice, as if they were going to rush up and take down the other as soon as the master gave the order.

"Don't be afraid, fairy, I'll send you away."

The young monks led by them bowed politely to the Purple Spirit Fairy, and they were indescribably elegant and handsome.

As everyone knows, the actions of his subordinates have already exposed their arrogance.