It was only a short time before a tall, thin man arrived outside the City Lord’s residence and said in a respectful tone, “Qiu Zhen of Great Daxian City of Luck has met the City Lord’s superior immortal and Deacon Yang.”
“Come in.” Gai Jinxuan’s excitement was completely concealed as he said in a slow voice.
“Yes.” After answering the voice, a tall, thin man walked in.
Gai Jinxuan’s gaze fell on Qiu Zhen, and he was a little surprised in his heart. The aura on Qiu Zhen’s body indicated that the other party had been in the Immortal Realm for quite some time, and that some of his true essence had already been transformed into immortal essence.
However, Qiu Zhen’s body had a faint aura of bloodshed, so it was obvious that he had been cultivating in the Dusk Immortal Realm by refining the essence of cultivators’ blood.
Gai Jinxuan didn’t care how Qiu Zhen was cultivating and asked in a light tone, “You said you saw disciples of the Heavenly Purification Sect?”
Qiu Zhen hurriedly bowed and replied, “Back to the City Lord, I am sure that was a disciple of the Heavenly Purity Sect, she had an aura of purity and immaculateness. The technique she performed with me should be the Heavenly Purity Daoist Canon, and the name she gave herself at the time was Mo Yu.”
Inwardly, Qiu Zhen actually regretted a little, if he had used a little strategy, he could have taken down Mo Yu completely. Unfortunately, at that time, he was too excited to see Mo Yu. That was a disciple of the Heavenly Purity Sect, an Immaculate Spirit Body. As long as he got Mo Yu, he could easily cross into the True Immortal realm. Even if it was a Golden Immortal, there was a ray of hope.
Because he was so excited, he thought that having transformed part of his immortal essence, he would definitely be able to easily take down Mo Yu, who had only just arrived in the Immortal Realm. It was only when he really did it that he realised how powerful the disciples of the Heavenly Purity Sect were. At the same time, he also learnt how strong the Heavenly Purity Daoist Canon was.
Even if his sneak attack had left Mo Yu heavily wounded in front of him, he still could not defeat him. If it wasn’t for his opponent’s dislike of killing, he might have died at Mo Yu’s hands.
“When did you meet her, and where is she now?” Gai Jinxuan’s tone was calm, but inside he carried an uncontainable urge.
Qiu Zhen replied, “I saw her two years ago, and she asked me implicitly about the Heavenly Purification Sect ruins at that time. I thought that she would definitely go to the Heavenly Purity Sect’s ruins.”
“Oh, if you knew where she would go, why didn’t you go looking for her?” Gai Jinxuan could not wait to head to where the Heavenly Purity Sect’s ruins were immediately.
Qiu Zhen said in his heart, “If I could beat her, would I come here? These were words that he did not dare to say, “Back to the City Lord, my Lord, my junior heard that the Great Daxian City of Luck could still settle with the news of the Heavenly Purity Sect’s disciples and hurried here to report this news to the City Lord.”
Gai Jinxuan nodded, “You go down, Qianxiu, you take Qiu Zhen to find a place to stay.”
“Yes.” Yang Qianxiu hurriedly replied, and Qiu Zhen and Qiu Zhen left the humble City Lord’s residence backwards.
As soon as Yang Qianxiu and Qiu Zhen left, a sizzling light shot out of Gai Jinxuan’s eyes as he left directly through the back door and then quietly exited the Great Daxian Luck City.
The ruins of the Heavenly Purity Sect were not at all a secret to some of the cultivators who had been in the Immortal Realm for a long time, Gai Jinxuan did not know how many times he had inquired about the Heavenly Purity Sect, he even knew exactly where the ruins of the Heavenly Purity Sect were, now he had to get there at the first opportunity.
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After crossing into the domain realm, although Di Jiu’s divine mind did not level up again, the stretching range was three or four times wider than before.
After separating from Bei Chutai in the Gondi Sea, in the past few years, Di Jiu had walked an unknown distance. Some special places, he had marked with jade slips.
Over the years, he had seen either ruins, yellow sand wilderness, or dried up sea swamps. As for places where he could survive and cultivate, he had not seen any of them.
It was really too apt to describe this scenario with the twilight of the Immortal World.
However, Di Jiu had never thought of giving up, and over the years, he had been searching for a place to build his home while studying the Dao of Formation.
The Immortal Spiritual Qi in the Immortal World was scattered and without Qi gathering, one could not cultivate at all. These did not affect Di Jiu very much, Di Jiu possessed the True Spirit World, where he had a hundred or so extremely high quality spirit veins, and a top quality Pill King spirit vein.
Although he could not cultivate, these spirit veins could provide him with a constant source of spiritual energy. Together with the fact that he also had a golden dao at his disposal at all times, his cultivation had not improved much over the years, but his foundation had instead become more and more solid.
In particular, his Dao of Formation had progressed very quickly. Although the Qi of the Immortal World had collapsed, the rules of the Immortal World were still in place. Di Jiu’s Dao of Formation was inherited from Qian Fenghua, who was originally a strong person in the Immortal Realm, so the Dao of Formation he taught did not seem abrupt in the Immortal Realm.
These few years had pa*sed, and Di Jiu had already crossed over to the rank one Immortal Formation Master, and the rank one Immortal Formation he had set up was only the lowest kind.
The lowest level of the gathering immortal formation was only a first level immortal formation, according to reason Di Jiu could already set up a first level gathering immortal formation. After Di Jiu had crossed over to the level one immortal formation master, he was even more clear that a level one gathering immortal formation was of no use.
In Di Jiu’s opinion, a true Luck Gathering Immortal Formation was a Great Immortal Formation that exceeded the ninth level, this kind of Luck Gathering Immortal Formation could only gather the real Dao Qi of the Immortal Realm. A low-level immortal fortune formation was just like what Bei Chutai had said, at best, it only allowed the cultivator to absorb some immortal spiritual qi in it and barely cultivate.
Rather than providing a place for cultivators to cultivate, this kind of Luck Gathering Immortal Formation was set up to allow these cultivators who were unable to cultivate to huddle together for warmth. At least one would not have to worry about being killed and refined for no reason while wandering in the Immortal World, nor would one’s state of mind go wrong because one had wandered for too long and all one was exposed to was blood and desolation.
The fact that Di Jiu could only set up a level one immortal formation was not because his formation dao was inferior to others, nor was the immortal formation he had set up inferior to others. On the contrary, the immortal formations he had set up far surpa*sed those of the same rank. It was only because he did not have immortal crystals at the moment, and the immortal spiritual energy of the Immortal Realm could not be utilised, so the immortal formations he had set up used spirit stones to provide the spiritual source.
Using spirit stones to provide the spirit source for the immortal formations, he was able to set up a level one immortal formation, which was considered very impressive.
After a few years of figuring out immortal formations, Di Jiu knew that if he wanted to cross over to a higher level of immortal formation master, he had to have immortal crystals. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to become a higher level immortal formation master.
On this day Di Jiu still stretched his divine mind to the maximum as usual, then searched for the direction to go.
A swift figure brushed past the edge of Di Jiu’s divine thoughts, and even though it was only touched a little by Di Jiu’s divine thoughts, Di Jiu was sure that this cultivator was a true immortal, and he felt the fluctuation of immortal energy.
The immortal realm he was in, although there was scattered immortal spiritual qi, was not able to absorb it for cultivation. Not being able to absorb immortal spiritual qi naturally meant that he could not transform it into immortal yuan.
Now that a true immortal was pa*sing by, Di Jiu naturally did not hesitate to vanish over. At least he had to ask how the other party had transformed true essence into immortal essence.
Even if it was a True Immortal, under Di Jiu’s divine vanishment, he would not be able to get rid of it.
In just ten or so breaths, that True Immortal’s figure became clear in Di Jiu’s divine thoughts. Although the other party was a True Immortal, the strength of his divine thoughts was obviously not as strong as Di Jiu’s. He did not sense Di Jiu’s arrival and was still hurrying forward to vanish.
However, Di Jiu was shocked to see a familiar face, Mo Yu, in the ruins of a basin that had been blown out in the distance.
At this moment, Mo Yu no longer had the same spirit as before. Her eyes seemed somewhat wooden and dull, and her body was stained brown with blood. A huge wound on her chest slanted down and shattered clothes hung on her body.
There seems to be some blood still flowing from the wound and she is barefoot, like a wanderer who has wandered for a long time.
The Buddhist dust stuck in her waist had long since gone without its dusty threads, and Di Jiu’s heart looked a little forlorn as he watched.
Mo Yu was the kind of woman that he would not forget at first glance, and in terms of beauty, only Qin Yin could compare with Mo Yu. In terms of beauty, only Qin Yin could compare with Mo Yu. However, Mo Yu’s aura of spirituality and natural unadorned elegance was much inferior to Qin Yin’s.
What made Di Jiu admire her even more was the sect Mo Yu belonged to, the Heavenly Purification Sect. It was a clan of great love and selflessness, and Di Jiu had nothing but admiration and respect for such a clan.
No matter what Mo Yu had met, Di Jiu would not leave Mo Yu alone.
Before Di Jiu could go over there, he realised that the True Immortal had pounced on the very spot where Mo Yu was. Di Jiu was furious in his heart, and with a flash of his body, he landed in front of Mo Yu in an instant under his divine vanishment.
Almost the moment Di Jiu landed in front of Mo Yu, that True Immortal’s hand seal grabbed at Mo Yu.
Without hesitation, Di Jiu blasted out with his fist.
“Boom!” Di Jiu’s fist and the opponent’s handprint blasted together, true and immortal energy clashed and a wild power exploded. Between Di Jiu and this True Immortal, a deep gully was formed.
This True Immortal flew backwards and landed on the ground, looking at Di Jiu in shock. Di Jiu’s chakra felt like it was burning on one side with flames, and there was an impulse of anger and battle intent, he wanted to fight with this True Immortal.
The violent Immortal Yuan was blocked by Di Jiu, and the residual momentum swept Mo Yu’s clothes up, even though Mo Yu looked like a wanderer, he still had a feeling of floating away.
When Di Jiu’s divine thoughts felt this scene, his heart sank, Mo Yu was almost the same as when he stood by the seashore of Gondi, only he didn’t know how long Mo Yu had been standing here.
Back then, when he stood by the seaside of Gun Emperor, he was affected by the sad scene of the immortal world and felt the realm of his own domain. Mo Yu, on the other hand, is completely different. Mo Yu is clearly suffering from a shock to his sanity and is not long from going off the rails.