Chapter 581 This is a poke in the puppet nest (Part 1)
"Boss, there's something wrong with this place!"
When Lao Jiang led his men into the ruins of the Mohist Immortal Sect's side peak, he immediately received a warning from Nia. The personal intelligence that had just led the Eden people into the ruins said in a painful tone:
“This place is not in Kumu Realm, and its star coordinates are completely unfamiliar. The star data link we installed on Calamity Island cannot connect here.
Fortunately, I still have a small data link module on me that can hold on for a while. With me as the node, I can contact the navigation center, but it consumes a lot of energy. If I don't fight, it can only last for six hours at most."
"It doesn't matter. Six hours is enough time."
Lao Jiang responded in the communication:
"Wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Jiang Xia waved his hand to open the world passage leading to Ku Mu Realm, and jumped back to Shi Yan in an instant. Before Da Hu Tu could say anything, he disappeared with a whoosh and returned to the people in the ruins.
Boss Jiang used his spirit to scan his sea of consciousness.
Sure enough, a complete leaf appeared on the branch of the Seven Treasures Tree, indicating that this small world had also been incorporated into Boss Jiang's territory.
"This is a small spiritual world, a very small pocket world."
Jiang Xia stood on top of the phoenix kite, looked around, and said to the people around him:
“It may be the same as the sect’s Gold and Stone Realm. Its world area is only as big as the circular mountain range in front of us, so it was used as a side peak by our predecessors.
The concentration of spiritual energy here is quite high. I guess our predecessors used some method to transport the spiritual energy from Ku Mu Realm here.
Given its size, it shouldn't have such a strong spiritual energy."
"ah?"
Xiuhua, who was standing next to him, widened her eyes, looked around, and exclaimed:
"That is to say, the ruins of the main peak that Sect Leader Mo Jun and his companions went to are very likely also a small spiritual world?"
“ That’s not necessarily true.”
Jiang Xia shook his head, and under his control, the phoenix flapped its wings and let out a long cry, carrying everyone to a higher altitude and soon flew across the atmosphere.
Seeing the dim starlight in front of him and looking at the still burning sun in the distance, Jiang Xia chuckled and let the phoenix dive back.
As the flames danced and fell, they were already very close to the mountains standing on the left and right sides of this small spiritual world.
Following Shi Yan's instructions, Lao Jiang and his group landed on the mountain covered with dense forests on the right.
Most of the monks who rushed in first went to the mountain on the left, because there were obvious buildings on that mountain, spreading over the mountain, and were shrouded in clouds and mist.
You can tell at first glance that there are good things hidden there.
"Liu Hui, Bi Yue, and Xiu Hua, the three of you go to the middle of the mountain and stop the monks who want to go up the mountain. Tell them that the good stuff is on the left peak and ask them to go there."
The phoenix landed on the top of the mountain and a group of people jumped down. Lao Jiang drove the ferocious phoenix to patrol around the top of the mountain, driving away the monks approaching from the sky, and then said something to the three people behind him.
"Yeah."
The silly monster responded happily now, carrying his mace and rushing to the middle of the mountain.
She had broken through to the spiritual realm and was now a demon king. She had gained new strength and was worried about not being able to find a good opponent to fight with. When she heard that Lao Jiang asked her to go and stop someone, she was naturally very happy.
As for the beauties that can eclipse the moon and shame the flowers, I’m not that interested.
They wanted to stay here and see what good things the seniors from the Immortal Sect had left in the Weapon Storage Pavilion, but now they were all employees of the World Tree Corporation, and they had to work hard when their boss gave an order.
Then Xiuhua embraced Biyue, turned into a raging fire, and disappeared on the top of the mountain in a flash.
"Pomegranate, go to Zuo Feng."
Old Jiang took out the Xuantian Sword and said to the pomegranate on his shoulder:
"Keep an eye on those Eden people for me. If they are in danger, help them. I will also find you some good treasures to protect yourself. Don't always think about taking advantage of me."
"Can I command those stupid Eden people to play?"
Pomegranate widened his eyes and asked in a mean way.
"Whatever, just don't let anyone die."
Lao Jiang replied, Bad Pomegranate laughed, rushed into the ground with a whoosh, and disappeared towards Zuo Feng.
"Snake, Snake, help me find the Weapon Storage Pavilion."
Jiang Xia drove away the others and raised his arm. As the prosthesis moved, a lazy little blue snake slowly crawled out from his sleeve along his arm.
It wrapped itself around Lao Jiang's wrist, straightened its body, stared at Lao Jiang with its blue eyes, and still stuck out its tongue and pretended to be stupid.
Pretend that you are just a helpless and sleepy little snake who doesn't understand what Lao Jiang says.
"Stop pretending! I won't give you spiritual energy next time."
Lao Jiang widened his eyes and glared at this lazy snake that only knew how to eat and sleep.
He now suspected that the reason why the Fuyu Mountain God of Yandang Pond wanted to lose this earth vein snake to Shi Liu was probably because he was tired of this guy's laziness.
Really lazy!
Ever since Lao Jiang got it, this thing has been doing nothing but sleeping, apart from absorbing Lao Jiang's spiritual energy, and has not done any serious work!
At first, Lao Jiang thought that the snake was injured by being peeled off and needed to be nurtured.
But I only tasted it later.
This guy is not injured or weak, he is just plain lazy.
"Go quickly and find the Weapon Storage Pavilion."
Boss Jiang threw the big lazy snake to the ground with a look of disgust. The pretty little blue snake hissed and complained to Old Jiang with bared teeth. When it saw Jiang Xia waving his hand to hit it, it suddenly shrank its head.
That cowardly attitude made Lao Jiang very angry.
However, cowardly and lazy as it may be, this spirit snake that accompanies the mountain god is indeed extraordinary. Although its realm has dropped greatly after being stripped away by the Buyeo Mountain God, it still maintains the realm of spiritual cultivation.
There is also the magical power of earth veins, which is very useful for exploring hidden treasures.
Under Lao Jiang's scolding, the little blue snake, like the pomegranate, darted into the ground and disappeared. It traveled through the earth veins of the right peak, and after just a few breaths, it found the weapon storage pavilion hidden in the mountain.
It jumped out again with a whoosh, wrapped itself around Lao Jiang's arm, continued to sleep soundly with its eyes closed, and raised the tip of its jewel-like tail like a signpost, indicating the direction for Lao Jiang and the other two.
"Boss, I'm not saying this, but these things on you are so weird."
Qian Duo, the fat boy who followed Lao Jiang to the Weapon Storage Pavilion, touched the bone chain on his wrist and complained in a low voice:
"I've also seen mountain gods controlling snakes in the Southern Wilds, but their snakes were full of spiritual energy and very active. Why does yours look half-dead?
Is it because I didn’t take good care of it?”
"Don't ask me, I don't know."
Boss Jiang replied with a wooden face:
"Now I just feel that Shi Liu and I were tricked by that cunning Buyeo Mountain God. My two good ashes were wasted."
Ruyue covered her mouth and chuckled beside him, but Lao Jiang turned around and scolded her:
"Laugh! Still laughing! Look at your cat, it's going to be ruined by you."
"Ah, ah, ah, boss, you can't vent your anger on me."
Miss Bai Ze protected the little Pixiu leopard in her arms, stroked the kitten-like spirit beast, and said:
"My cat is so cute, how could I bear to let it fight? I guess that's why the fairy Qiuli's leopard behaved like that.
This leopard with the blood of a Pixiu is naturally good at making people happy and is very well behaved. "
"Snap"
Lao Jiang patted his forehead with his hand and said helplessly:
"Forget it, just raise it as you like. When it's fat, you can kill it and eat its meat. You can cook this lazy snake with it and make a delicious meal for the dragon and tiger."
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It was very easy to find the Weapon Storage Pavilion on the right peak.
But the scene on Zuo Feng's side was extremely exaggerated.
After the monks rushed into the ruins, they had good eyesight and could tell at a glance that there was a treasure on the left peak. This was probably the place where the disciples of the Mohist sect practiced and made artifacts when they were at their peak. The whole mountain was divided into three layers.
There are endless buildings built on the mountain.
Judging from the appearance alone, those flying eaves and walls, hidden in the clouds and mist, do reveal the style of a large sect. There is also a town at the foot of the mountain, which may be the place where the Mohist disciples used to relax.
The monks rushed in and found that the place still maintained the same scene as when the Mohist disciples retreated. There was even an unfinished chess game in the center of the town.
"Even this chessboard is a magic weapon!"
A sharp-eyed casual cultivator from the Realm of Existence of Truth rushed over, took the ancient chessboard in his hands, carefully examined and stroked it, then picked up a black chess piece full of spiritual energy and said to several young cultivators beside him:
"This Mo family is indeed the most powerful family five hundred years ago. Quickly, all disciples, get moving and search around the town to find the good stuff and put it away.
In half an hour, we will leave here and return to the East."
"Master! I can't do that."
One of his disciples immediately shouted, pointing at the Zuofeng mountain not far away, and shouted to his confused master:
"Those fellows have gone up the mountain, there must be better treasures there. Master, we have come here with great difficulty, can't we just search around here?
Let’s go up the mountain too.”
"Alas, silly disciple."
When the leading cultivator heard this, he sighed.
He carefully put the chessboard and chess pieces into his storage ring, and flicked his whisk, speaking earnestly to several Qi training disciples:
"Who doesn't know there are good things on the mountain? But look at these ruins. In the past five hundred years, there has not been a single sign of decay or decline. There must be some spiritual thing maintaining it from time to time.
I don’t know much about Mohist cultivation as a teacher, but I do know that they are good at making wooden puppets.
There must be many puppets guarding this ruin.
If you go to the mountains to get the treasure, you will definitely have to fight with the puppets. Although this treasure is good, we, as casual cultivators, must be alive to get it."
As he spoke, the sharp-eyed cultivator looked around, then walked to a yellow flag in front of a house in the town, reached out and grabbed the flag full of spiritual charm in his hand.
As he stroked and identified it, he continued to speak to his disciple:
“Besides, my disciples and I are independent cultivators from the East. Although we have some reputation in our small country and are called old immortals by mortals, we are still family members who know our own business.
Even if we really get the best magic weapon, the five of us masters and disciples won't be able to protect it.
Don't forget, this is the West Sea.
Killing people for treasure is a common occurrence here. I can conclude that on the sea route back to the East, there are already evil cultivators sharpening their knives.
The only plan now is to find a few more good things in this corner of the country, and then take the good things and retreat before those evil cultivators who want to do bad things gather together and take action.
You guys, don’t underestimate the artifacts in this corner of the country.”
The old monk waved the yellow flag in his hand and said:
"Look, isn't this another low-grade magic weapon? It's enough to reach the Divine Realm. There's no need to fight with fellow practitioners for it. Listen to me and go find it quickly.
If each of us takes three or four items, this trip will not be in vain. After we get them, we will leave immediately."
"Master is so wise!"
After hearing the analysis from their master, several disciples suddenly understood everything. They praised in unison and then dispersed to search the town.
"Well, this young man is teachable."
Seeing that his disciple understood, the old cultivator twirled his beard with a look of satisfaction.
He turned his head and looked towards the distant Zuofeng Mountain, and said softly with emotion:
"For cultivation, you need to use your brain. You must not do anything that is aggressive or violent. It is better not to come to the West Sea, a place of trouble, in the future."
At this time, the situation on the top of Zuofeng Mountain was indeed in chaos, just as the old cultivator had expected.
Some evil cultivators barged into the Zuo Feng Hall and searched for the secret treasures.
As a result, as soon as he took a few fine treasures, the puppets guarding Zuo Feng were dispatched. If they were ordinary spirit wood puppets, it would be fine.
Which of the evil cultivators who dare to come here to explore doesn’t have some skills?
The problem is, what they alarmed was not just an ordinary puppet.
But it’s the Mohist guards!
It is a killing weapon designed specifically for combat, made using the art of Mo Wu.
Although there are no Mo warriors to control them now, these martial guards are full of spiritual energy and fight according to instinct, killing a group of evil cultivators and making them cry for their parents. The most fatal thing is that they came too hastily and robbed too much, thus activating all the martial guards in the mountain.
Even the way down the mountain had been blocked by the armed guards.
hehe.
If the monks don’t shed some blood in today’s incident, there is probably no way to resolve it peacefully.
