I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

The low houses were arranged neatly, and countless vines quickly grew out, climbing up the eaves like flowing water, covering the entire village.

The Blood Moon was spread out, and people came and went in the streets. Immortals and mortals were busy in an orderly manner.

PEI Ling's divine sense instantly swept through the entire village, yet he did not detect any traces of the 'empty flag'. However, the chess piece that corresponded to the' empty flag 'was clearly in this village ...

While he was thinking, the old man had already brought him to a small courtyard.

The house in this courtyard was taller than the houses outside, and it was vaguely protected in the center of the village.

As he strode into the main hall, the old man in sackcloth ordered people to bring spiritual serum for the guests while calling PEI Ling, " "Fellow Daoist, please take a seat!"

PEI Ling lifted his robe and sat down. He quickly scanned his surroundings, his gaze stopping on the crystal mirror hanging in the hall for a moment before he turned away and looked at the old man in sackcloth not far away.

The old man stroked his long beard and said, " "I am Feng mai, the village chief."

"May I know how to address you?"

Before he finished his words, a human in the Mahayana stage placed a rough ceramic bowl beside PEI Ling's hand.

PEI Ling swept his eyes over the bowl, only to see that the water in the bowl was clear and a wisp of dark green was slowly dispersing. There was an extremely lively spark jumping within. He nodded and said,"Junior PEI Ling has disturbed your village. I hope that all the seniors will not blame me."

"This junior and my companion 'Kong ye' have some means of communication."

&Quot; however, since we entered the village, I have not sensed the aura of 'Kong ye'. I wonder what the' escort mission 'that senior Feng mai mentioned is about? "

"After 'Kong ye' received the escort mission, he left, so he's not in the village," Feng mai said.

&Quot; as for the 'escort' mission, it's related to the secret of my race, so it can't be said easily. &Quot;

"But since fellow Daoist PEI has that Lord's token, you must be one of us. There's no need to hide it ..."

Just as he said that, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard from outside.

Immediately, a Mahayana stage with perfect aura walked in quickly and nodded to Feng mai, " "Village chief, the new clansmen have arrived. Please go and receive them!"

Hearing this, Feng Mai's expression turned serious and he immediately turned to PEI Ling. He spoke quickly, " "The 'escort' mission will last for three days."

"The day before yesterday, yesterday, and today, I can accept any of them!"

"'Empty dagger' was the mission I accepted last night."

&Quot; tonight's mission still needs some preparation before it can start. &Quot;

"If fellow Daoist PEI wants to meet 'Kong Wu' now, you'll have to accept this mission before you can meet up with him."

"I have something to do now, so I'll take my leave. Please forgive me, fellow Daoist!"

"Please help yourself, senior." PEI Ling nodded slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mai's figure disappeared.

The other Mahayana realm humans in the room followed closely behind. They took a step forward and left the small courtyard in an instant.

In the wide and empty main hall, only PEI Ling was left.

He looked around again and habitually used his means to check the ceramic bowl beside his hand. After confirming that there was no problem, he picked it up and took a sip.

A wave of spiritual vigor that seeped into one's lungs, accompanied by a sweet taste, gushed into his mouth. PEI Ling could not help but gulp down the bowl of spiritual serum in big mouthfuls.

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Outside the village.

The night fell and the Blood Moon rose.

The vast yellow sand rustled, and countless grains of sand trembled as thousands of plants fought to breed. In the blink of an eye, they were completely submerged by the swarming branches and leaves.

The Emperor essence nourished all living things.

The desolate ruins were covered with a faint green.

Human cultivators in gray robes stood among the ruins with their sleeves folded. The thin mist was like a veil, lingering around them. Under the shadow of their hoods, their faces were blurred, and only their eyes were cold and calm.

The perfect and ethereal intent was like a thin mist that separated and closed, slightly unstable.

The cultivator in the lead was like a well that had been there for years. He was dark and deep, and his aura was flawless. He was holding a walking stick that was half the height of a person. The walking stick was white in color, as if it was made of the spine of some powerful immortal. The aura of coldness, chaos, and evil was still strong, turning into a cloud of gray mist and lingering around the head of the walking stick.

The sleeves of his gray robe were embroidered with a dark golden pattern. The pattern was ancient and experienced, like a tower.

The sound of the myriad of living things growing became noisier and noisier. The sound of water could be heard as the gray-robed cultivators waited patiently without a word.

In a moment, the fog suddenly opened up and Feng mai and the rest quickly stepped out of the array. Looking at the gray-robed cultivators in front of them, his face was solemn and he said in a deep voice, " "In the war against the heavens, there is no need to fear the Golden armor!"

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The leader of the grey-robed cultivators, the cultivator wielding a staff, said in a cold and hoarse voice, " "The cycle of heaven, the loss and gain of creation!"

The code words were correct!

Feng mai nodded slightly.

Last time, the one who asked him to investigate the situation of the myriad immortal Alliance had sacrificed some of his clansmen to finally complete the task.

After that report, that person had told him that in the next few days, there would be a new batch of Dacheng realm cultivators moving into various villages.

Hence, these few days, Feng mai had been paying attention to the situation outside the village.

If it wasn't for the fact that the clan member who had come to look for Kong mo had the token of the human King in his hand, a misunderstanding would have been created ...

Fortunately, the real Mahayana stage had finally arrived!

In a flash, Feng mai turned sideways and greeted, " "Please!"

The gray-robed cultivator in the lead nodded and led the other gray-robed cultivators into the passage opened in the fog ...

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In the village.

In a small courtyard.

PEI Ling sat in his chair, his eyes closed as he rested.

Suddenly, he sensed something and opened his eyes.

The next moment, Feng mai brought in several human race Mahayana stage cultivators.

All the Mahayana stage cultivators had perfect auras. All of them were at the 81st tribulation.

PEI Ling stood up and bowed to Feng mai. Then, his gaze shifted to the grey-robed cultivator beside him.

"Daoist PEI," Feng mai nodded.

He then looked at the grey-robed cultivator who was holding a short cane. &Quot; this is Lord Yi Wu, who is under the command of the Buddha token. &Quot;

The Empress then introduced him to Yi Wu, " this is Dao friend PEI Ling, he is from the human King's Division. &Quot;

! Senior! Yi Wu'!! PEI Ling immediately bowed again!

Yi Wu looked at PEI Ling, a hint of surprise flashed in his cold eyes under the hood."As expected, there are many capable people under the human King."

This human Junior's bone age was very young!

However, the feeling that his cultivation base gave him was far beyond that of an ordinary 81 tribulations Mahayana stage ...

At this moment, PEI Ling turned to Feng mai and asked, " "Senior, when will the escort mission begin?"

"He's here, we can start later," Feng mai said.

Hearing this, PEI Ling nodded.

Upon hearing that PEI Ling wanted to take on an escort mission, Yi Wu looked at him and sized him up seriously. He then quickly said, " &Quot; your cultivation aura no longer requires you to take on this mission. &Quot;

"What you need to do next is to become an immortal!"

&Quot; although the creation wood is now under the control of those fallen Immortals, our human race has our own path. We can't climb the creation wood to become Immortals. &Quot;

PEI Ling shook his head and said,"junior appreciates senior's good intentions." &Nbsp;

"However, I accepted this mission to find a companion."

"As for becoming an immortal, I already have a path, but it's not the right time yet,"

Yi Wu was slightly stunned and immediately nodded his head, " "I see."

After saying this, he turned to Feng mai and continued, " the realm of this batch of Mahayana realm cultivators that I brought this time is not stable and they have no actual combat experience. &Quot;

&Quot; I need you to assign them various tasks as soon as possible to train them. Use the fastest speed to force out their potential and enrich their experience. &Quot;

"At least half of these people must be of use when we cut the builder tree!"

"I'll make the arrangements immediately!" Feng mai said immediately.

&Quot; tonight, let them familiarize themselves with the environment and situation inside and outside the village. Let them get to know the old people in the village. &Quot;

&Quot; from tomorrow night onwards, we will first arrange for the old man to take them out to hunt the fallen Immortals. After they have accumulated some experience, we will cultivate their ability to be independent. &Quot;

Yi Wu nodded his head and said, " "The destruction of the creation wood is definitely not the end of our war, but the beginning!"

"Next, there's still Fusang to be cut and xunmu to be destroyed!"

"The Dragon race and the Golden Crow race shall also be executed!"

"Nine-tailed fox, kun Peng, kun, Emperor River ... None of these so-called powerful races can be left alive!"

"Netherworld, you must also kneel before my tribe and obey my orders!"

&Quot; our race is no longer as weak as it was a long time ago. We can only give birth to many children and feed them to the universe. &Quot;

"This world will become under the rule of my race sooner or later!"

Feng Mai's eyes shot out a bright light and he immediately replied, " "Not bad! Our clan has been dormant for countless years, and now the time has come. Not even a celestial Prime can stop the rise of our clan!"

&Quot; my generation and I are all prepared to sacrifice ourselves at any time. &Quot;

&Quot; as long as we can build the glory of our clan, even if we have to drain the blood of this generation, two generations, three generations ... We are willing! &Quot;

&Quot; for thousands of years, our race will finally have descendants who will suppress all races and command the heaven and earth! &Quot;

Looking at the many agitated human ancestors, PEI Ling had an idea and immediately reminded, " "Seniors, I'm not too sure about Fusang, but xunmu has a technique that can change the speed of time."

"It's extremely dangerous after it's used!"

"Even if my clan has all sorts of methods that will make it difficult for us to land, we won't be able to cause any real damage to xunmu ..."

Back in the old days of pan Xi world, he had fought against xunmu.

However, the xunmu of that time naturally couldn't be compared to the xunmu of the prehistoric times when he was still at his peak.

At that time, he had faced xunmu's [ great sun thin abyss, according to my true self ]. Even with the corresponding nomological laws, he had still been forced into an extremely dangerous and desperate situation.

Now that xunmu was at his peak, he was definitely even more terrifying!

In any case, before he became an immortal, he definitely did not want to go against xunmu!

Upon hearing this, Yi Wu looked at PEI Ling very calmly and said in a gentle voice, " "Fusang is in charge of sunrise, and xunmu is in charge of sunset,"

"Although these two divine trees can use immortal techniques related to time, after all, the immortal profession they have mastered is not time itself."

&Quot; to deal with Fusang, you have to wait until daytime. After the ten suns have all risen, even if it has the ability to sunrise, it can not continue to rise. &Quot;

"To deal with xunmu, you have to wait for the sun to set."

"The ten suns have already fallen into Yu Yuan, how can it set again?" he asked.

"As long as you pay attention to the timing of your attack, what my clan has to deal with are the two divine trees without immortal duties."

&Quot; however, before killing Fusang, I need to pay attention to destroying the nine suns! &Quot;

&Quot; the ten Masters of the Sun are hard to deal with. &Quot;

&Quot; if they appear at the same time, it will cause quite unnecessary losses to our race. &Quot;

&Quot; if the plan goes well, we can keep an obedient master of the sun to be used by our race. &Quot;

"The other nine Sun Masters must be killed on the spot!"

"The laws of venerable 'heavy sea' require their corpses and divine souls."

"If the ten great sun golden crows are disobedient, kill them all."

&Quot; anyway, there will definitely be a sun in the end ... The great sun golden Crow. Venerable Zhong Ming said that the more the better ... &Quot;

'Dealing with Fusang in broad daylight ...

Sundown against xunmu ...

This ...

PEI Ling had only said this casually to remind the humans to be careful when dealing with the two divine trees. Who would have thought that the humans had already come up with an extremely detailed plan!

Of course, this plan sounded much easier, but when it was actually carried out, they still had to consider whether they could end the battle during the day or night. And the problem of Fusang and xunmu joining forces; There was also the issue of the intervention of Immortals from other races, such as the demon race and the alien races ...

In the future, in Pan Xu world, Fusang was killed, and its remains fell into the netherworld, turning into strange mulberry trees. Xunmu's vitality was greatly damaged, his cultivation realm fell, and he fled to Mount qingyao. He relied on the offerings of the remaining demons to survive ... The human race's plan would definitely succeed in the end!

However, there was only one day left. It would be a pity if the nine Sun Masters were all killed by the humans ...

Just as PEI Ling was deep in thought, a flurry of footsteps could be heard from outside.

The people in the room looked over and saw 81 tribulations Mahayana realm cultivators walking in with a large number of mortals.

There were many mortals, but only a few entered the courtyard. Most of them lined up and stood on the streets outside.

These mortals had obviously been taught a long time ago. At this moment, they looked down and did not look at any cultivators. Their eyes were firmly fixed on the ground in front of them, and a silent and determined aura quietly spread.

The Mahayana stage cultivators who escorted them were already ready to go. Each of them was dressed simply and neatly, and their weapons were placed in the most convenient position. Although they were dressed differently, their elite temperament was already in front of them.

Yi Wu immediately looked at Feng mai and said, " &Quot; everyone has been assembled. The mission can begin immediately. &Quot;

Feng mai nodded, then looked at PEI Ling and asked, " "The escort mission can begin. Does fellow Daoist PEI want to go with us?"

"Thank you, senior. I will go with you," PEI Ling said.

Fengmai nodded and turned to Yi Wu. Before he opened his mouth, Yi Wu had already said hoarsely, " "I still have matters to attend to, so it's not convenient for me to stay here any longer."

"We can borrow the way from the land of chaos."

"If that's the case, follow me," Feng mai said calmly.

He turned around and led everyone into the inner room.

Just like the last time, the humans entered the tunnel in the restrictive spell and walked into the hall that was deep underground.

On the Imperial Jade, the black fire on the high platform was burning fiercely. In the cold and eerie atmosphere, a magnificent and complicated mask was floating up and down.

Every time they stopped, all the humans stopped as well. They all looked at the mask that was emitting a cold and dark aura.

PEI Ling's gaze focused on it and immediately recognized that this was a creation from his dream!

This mask was not something from the modern world!

At this moment, Feng mai said calmly, " "Let's start."

He raised his hand, and the black fire on the high platform burned, sending the mask into his hand.

Yi Wu was the first to step forward and slightly lowered his head.

Feng mai lifted the mask, put it under the hood, and put it on.

The shadow under the hood squirmed. The next moment, countless White Claws reached out and grabbed the void with resentment.

Yi Wu walked to the side, his and Feng Mai's gazes both landed on PEI Ling.

PEI Ling did not hesitate. He mimicked Yi Wu and strode forward with his head slightly lowered.

A second mask appeared in the black fire and was sent into Feng Mai's hand.

Feng mai raised his hand and put it on for PEI Ling.

PEI Ling immediately felt an extremely cold aura enter his body.

In the next moment, he felt that the mask had disappeared, leaving only that cold feeling lingering in his mind, which made him feel excited.

The Mahayana stage cultivators seemed to be very familiar with the scene in front of them. Without any urging or command, they stepped forward one by one and let Feng mai put on the mask for them.

Soon, all the humans had countless tentacles, vertical eyes, and claws on their faces.

A cold, dark, chaotic, and fallen aura suddenly rose!

Feng Mai's gaze swept across the crowd, making sure that every human was wearing a mask. He nodded slightly, " "Be careful on this trip and protect the mortals!"

"I hope everyone can return as they wish!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and made a grabbing motion without waiting for anyone to reply. In an instant, the black flames grew and a huge shadow covered the entire vast Hall. All the light was instantly devoured!

The darkness surged like a tide and drowned all the humans in the blink of an eye.

In the next moment, the black fire receded, and the light reappeared. There was no one else in the hall except for Feng mai, who was weak. He sat down on the ground and circulated his cultivation technique to recover.

The lantern burned quietly, and under the pure white light, everything was silent.

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The land of chaos.

The pitch-black darkness was so thick that one couldn't even see their own fingers.

Amidst the rustling of sand and gravel, countless insects crawled like a tide.

Suddenly, one figure after another appeared on the desert without any warning.

The mortals without cultivation immediately fell to the ground. However, before they fell, the surrounding Mahayana stage cultivators had already sent out Qi to support them.

The leading grey-robed Mahayana said in a hoarse voice, " "Let's go!"

He immediately took the lead and walked in a certain direction.

The other humans, regardless of whether they were cultivators or mortals, didn't make a sound and quickly followed.

At the same time, PEI Ling also looked in the direction of the group.

He had already sensed that the position of the chess piece that corresponded to 'void vortex' had changed. It had appeared far away from him!

Apart from 'Kong Qi', the chess piece that corresponded to' Hu Yi 'was also in the same position!

The rest of the chess pieces were stacked together and placed behind him ...

This was not the first time he had encountered such a situation. He immediately understood that this place was similar to the netherworld, it was a world of its own!

At this moment, Yi Wu reminded him hoarsely, " "There's a remnant immortal approaching, protect the mortals!"