"I'm broken, I'm broken, I'm broken!" the bewildered ancestor held a cone-shaped magic weapon in his hand, urging vigorously.

The cone spire was crowned with a curtain of light that looked like water waves, which was the barrier of desperation. The three of them had been trapped here for days, and the only way out was to hope to destroy the damn barrier.

At the beginning, the Confused Ancestor was still very confident, the cone-shaped magic weapon in his hand was his natal magic weapon called "Soul Breaking Cone", which was one of the only dozens of high-grade magic weapons in the Abyss Continent, which had been warmed in his body for thousands of years, and was his greatest reliance.

But after a few days of hard work, he was shocked to find that he had tried his best and couldn't shake the barrier in the slightest.

"Master, is there any improvement?" Zhong Ting respectfully asked the confused real person who had just fallen from the sky, she also knew their current situation, but the more desperate they were, the more calm they became, and she still understood this quite well.

As soon as the Qingyi Ancestor next to him saw the confused ancestor's face, he had already guessed the result, so he didn't speak, just meditated in place.

"Don't worry, if you can't do it, just cultivate here. The Confused Ancestor pretended to be relaxed and said that they were now in a desperate situation on the only hill that had not been eroded by the Soul Eater lava, and the temperature of the surrounding air had reached more than a hundred degrees, and those who had been mortals would have died a long time ago could not die again.

But they are monks, so they can live longer, but only longer. The Confused Ancestor is a wood-based spiritual root, the Qingyi Ancestor is an earth-based spiritual root, and Zhong Ting is a washed spiritual root that is in direct opposition to fire. This place is filled with a strong fire aura, and if a fire monk comes here, it will really be a paradise.

And for these three people, this is a hellish existence.

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In the north of Dekun Prefecture, there is an endless primeval forest called Debei Forest (but no, the north of Dekun Prefecture, Debei). Further north is a high mountain with thousands of walls, separating Dekun Prefecture and Minggui Prefecture, both of which are the boundaries of Jiyuanmen.

The disciples of the Jiyuan Sect generally practice here, and if Zhong Wei wants to complete the task, he must look for it in this Debei forest.

In the past few days, Zhong Wei has cultivated the primary fire system exercises issued by the sect to the point of perfection.

For example, in the classic fireball technique, Zhong Wei can instantly send fireballs the size of five human heads. Then there is the fire chain technique, which promotes fire into a chain to achieve the effect of trapping the enemy.

Zhong Wei is confident that his strength is now difficult to meet opponents during the Qi training period, and the spiritual energy content in his body is also steadily increasing, and it is only a matter of time before he rises to the late stage of Qi training.

Zhong Wei, who was full of confidence, set off alone, and the Qi cultivator couldn't fly yet, but he could use the flying magic weapon. But the most important thing is that Zhong Wei is poor and white, and after cultivating immortals, there are more places to use spirit stones, which is also the fundamental reason why Zhong Wei is in a hurry to go to Debei Forest - to earn spirit stones!

From Jiyuan Gate to Debei Forest, with Zhong Wei's foot strength, it took more than ten days to arrive, which shows the vast area of Dekun Prefecture.

After he arrived at the Debei Forest, it was already night, and the mountain gradually evolved into a small town because of hunters like him, and it was called Debei Town. Almost all kinds of supplies can be found here, and there are many inns in the town, and there are many people coming and going.

Zhong Wei had already used almost all the money in the mortal world along the way, and it seemed that he should still find an inn to stay for one night, so as to understand the situation.

Zhong Wei, who was walking around looking for a place to live, was attracted by a family of four or five stories with a luxurious decoration called "Cyclamen". The number of people coming and going there is not the most, nor is it the least, what surprises Zhong Wei is that the aura fluctuations of various realms emanating from this inn are in it, there are those in the Qi cultivation period, there are also those in the foundation building period, there are also those in the fusion period, and there is even the breath of the Dan period in it!

Zhong Wei was wondering what the monks of the Formation Stage were doing here?! It was also an experience, although this Debei Forest was extremely vast, there was nothing in it that could alarm the masters of the Formation Stage and the Fusion Period.

Just as he was thinking about it, a clever little guy who looked like a doorman came over, "The immortal master is going to stay in the hotel, right?"

When Zhong Wei heard this, he didn't panic, he stopped first, "Oh, let's take a look first." "Holy shit, I don't know how much it costs to stay in this place for one night!

The little girl's eyes grunted, and his face was full of smiles, "The immortal master may be the first time to come to our Debei Town, right?"

"It's the first time. Zhong Wei responded vaguely, seeing that people only said three points, and the remaining seven points were guessed by you.

"That's right, the immortal master may not know that our 'cyclamen' is a place dedicated to serving the immortal masters. So you've come to the right place. The little guy said with a smile.

Zhong Wei seemed to suddenly realize, "That's free?"

The little guy smiled and nodded.

"Okay, take me to where I live. Zhong Weiyi commanded, and there was no decadence of being poor. Fuck, I wouldn't have agreed to it earlier!

"Please, you!" said the little guy as he gestured please.

Zhong Wei's golden knife immediately strode into the "cyclamen".

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At night, lying on a cotton wool bed that can sleep for four or five people, Zhong Wei, who has taken a bath, lies comfortably in a large shape.

"It's a really nice place, and it's a 4 star hotel in modern times. Zhong Wei thought comfortably.

It turns out that although this cyclamen does not accept money from immortal cultivators, it doesn't even matter what sect or sect you are, you can scatter and cultivate all kinds of demon cultivators. So where do they get their income from?

It is said that as long as you are an immortal cultivator, you are one in a million people in the mortal world, and people who pluck their leg hair are thicker than you as a mortal. So although he didn't charge money, this cyclamen was rich in the mortal realm on the Abyss Continent, and tens of thousands of families were opened on the semicolon alone.

Gradually, Zhong Wei's snoring sounded.

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