The Portal of Wonderland

After stowing away the bag of animal souls, Shi Lian glanced at the already collapsed rocks to cover most of the valley and rushed to high altitude, flying towards the west side of the valley.

After flying for about half a day, some green color gradually appeared in his sight, and heaven and earth energy in the air gradually became more concentrated.

Seeing this, Shi Mu's figure dropped a little, and his senses suddenly let go, searching for the past over the earth.

A moment later, a green mountain suddenly lit a red light, and a huge red boxing shadow of ten square lengths descended from the sky, heavily bombarding the ground.

A loud rumbling sound shook the entire mountain range violently.

An airwaves visible to the naked eye swept across all directions, centering on the mountain forest where the fist shadow fell.

In the past, all the trees were cut from their waist and broken from the centre.

Slowly falling from high altitude, Ishima stood in a wolfish mountain forest, sweeping at the corpses of dozens of innate vine demons lying in the mountain forest, the scouts grabbed them.

Only on the vine demons that have been broken for several knots, a group of green soul fires emerged and all wandered into the sack of animal souls in the hands of stone pastoralists.

“Too weak, still not enough...” Shi Lian wrapped his beast bag in his hand and said to himself.

Go ahead, his body flashed a flash of light, rushed to the sky again, and continued to search to the west.

……

In the evening.

On a hillside outside a small black city, the stone pasture knee sits on a flat large stone, holding two spiritual stones in his hand, restoring the true qi in his body.

By that time, his Beast Soul Bag had long been a drum bag filled with a lot of demon beast soul fire.

In the middle of the day, he would kill every demonic beast he could detect, all clean.

Although these demonic beasts are all innate and below, killing them does not take much real qi, flying for long periods of time and exploring large areas of the divine mind makes them a little tired.

A moment later, Shi Mu let go of his hand and threw down those two spiritual stones, which had no spiritual power, and stood up.

He glanced at the small black town and watched the sunset paint a light golden colour on the walls of the city. Somehow, he suddenly missed his hometown of Fengcheng.

The scene of life there in the past, now in retrospect, is like the next world, becomes less serious.

On this journey, he travels through seven or eight cities, most of which are small in size and the small black town in front of him, the largest of which is still far short of the skyscraper on Blue Star.

In addition, in the valleys of some wooded mountains, stone pastures have found some or large or small patriarchal forces, which, although mostly concealed by some means and some forbidden junctions, are naturally fictitious in front of stone pastures today.

However, Ishima did not enter these cities or sects. At this moment, he gathered the soul fire of the demon beast and did not want to cut off any more branches.

After a short stop here, Ishima waved to sacrifice the Spirit Feather Racer, rushing to the sky and flying back in the direction in which it came.

In the night.

Shi Lian fell from the sky and saw that the forbidden formation at the entrance was still intact, which led him to walk towards the cave.

In a huge mortar at the end of the cave, Smallpox still slept in the hay. Stone herding walked up to her and watched for a while, then sat down, palms flipped, and took out the bag of beast soul.

His hand grabbed the pocket of the beast's soul and gently opened it with a small mouthful, from which more than a hundred groups of green and unseen soul fires fluttered, scattered throughout the cave.

Stone herding looked at the smoke, his eyebrows slightly twitched, his color slightly nervous, and he didn't know if the smoke could swallow the soul fire in a coma.

After seeing those soul fires floating up and down the cave for a while, they began to dissipate a little bit, and the smoke never responded.

This left Shi Mu somewhat disappointed.

However, at this moment, a soul fire floated to a position inches in front of the cigarette, and the black spiritual mark on her forehead suddenly lit up a light, emitting a slight suction. The soul fire just trembled slightly, and it was pulled toward her forehead and swept away.

Shi Mu's heart rejoiced and waved his palms quickly, binding the remaining dozens of soul fires together and sending them to Yaro.

Those soul fires also lit up in that spiritual ray of light, which turned into a little light that blended into the smoke.

Shi Lian no longer hesitated, the beast's soul pocket was wide open, hundreds of groups of soul fire like a flying butterfly, burst out of the pocket, full of caves, the surrounding mountain walls were full of colour.

Guided by the stone pasture, these soul fires all burst into the glow of the spiritual print on the forehead of the smoke, and soon formed a spiral of soul fires that continued to flow into the body of the smoke.

So much so that after half a day, when the last group of soul fires were also absorbed by the pyrotechnics, the lotus flower spirits on their foreheads were still lit, obviously not satisfied, and yearned for more soul fires.

After releasing the divine consciousness and exploring, Shi Lian discovered that Toro's soul fire was more stable than before, and his connection with his own soul was strengthened by a few points, which revealed a slight color of satisfaction.

“As long as there are enough demon beast souls, the smoke will be safe.” Shepherd muttered to himself.

Immediately afterwards, however, he frowned again.

Now that Yanro has the peak strength of the heavens, his Numen are also incredibly powerful. He wants to repair it. The soul fire of these low-order demonic beasts alone is obviously a cup of water train salary, and he doesn't know that he will collect the monkey years and months.

To recover as quickly as possible, it is necessary to find more and more powerful demonic beasts' soul fires, and a little exploration on your own can be inefficient and perhaps more convenient and effective.

Shi Mu pondered for a while, his eyes turned slightly, and his mind seemed to have a plan.

He stood up and walked out of the cave.

……

A mountain peak of nearly a thousand heights stands in the misty sea of the clouds and mountains. It looks quite impressive and has a certain sense of arrogance.

Mountain monsters and cliffs are in contact with each other, and the huge trees that several people can't hold together are dense and numb all over the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, however, the terrain is much more flat, with more than a hundred buildings or tall or short buildings standing here, mostly in green, built with rather expensive tongue and large chunks of bluestone.

At the centre of the complex, there is a bluestone plaza with very flat bluestone floors, sparkling and gorgeous.

In the center of the square, there is a giant copper ring for every number of lengths, and the feet are tall, divided into three rows, three for each row, for a total of nine. From time to time, the green smoke floats in Dingzhong, giving off a faint flavor, stiff and undisturbed.

By the plaza, three tall palace buildings stand here.

All three palaces are decorated with dragons and phoenixes. They are beautifully constructed, and there are hidden displays of spiritual fluctuations above the palace, obviously with restraints.

A gold plaque hangs over a palace in the center, and the book "Shang Qing Palace” is written in three large characters. The main palace door is open. It is quite spacious, and the three giant statues of sculpture are worshipped in it. It is the Taoist Sanqing saint.

Above the palace, there are four or five main figures sitting here, talking to each other.

The middle-aged man, a middle-aged man in a purple gown, with a yin and yang gossip on his chest, with a floating hand and a decent temperament, appeared to be the head of the place, the scent of the peak of the innate undoubtedly revealed.

Several others also wore costumes, concealing the appearance of middle-aged people in square faces.

“Brother Master, this is really weird, yesterday in the Donglan Mountains, the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth suddenly rioted, and the scale is terrible, far more than we imagined. But the fluctuation lasted only a moment, and then disappeared immediately.” A man in a short, fat uniform said openly.

“This seems strange. Is it possible that there is a treasure that could not be born?” A middle-aged Taoist next to a short, fat man, her eyes lit and she asked.

“It is not a sign of the birth of the exotic treasure. Yesterday I happened to be near the Donglan Mountains. The spiritual gas uprising in heaven and earth seems to have come from heaven for some reason.” The short, fat man said.

Several others were disappointed.

“In any case, Donglan Mountains is not far from our six-headed sect. Teacher Tian will send someone to explore the Donglan Mountains later to see if there are any changes.” The middle-aged man opened his mouth.

“Yes.” The short, fat man said yes.

The middle-aged man was about to say something more, and suddenly his eyebrows swept towards the center of the hall.

There, a young man in a robe stood by his hand without warning.

“Who are you? How dare you trespass on me!” Several people in the main hall turned to look at the door, and suddenly their faces changed dramatically, one jumped up, and the short, fat man drank and asked.

The man in the robe was Ishima, and he glanced at several people and looked at the middle aged master.

“See, you're the man in charge here?” Instead of answering each other, Ishima asked, speaking with an unquestionable tone.

“The man of the throne is the ruler of the Liuhe Sect, Your Excellency...” The middle aged ruler could not see through the cultivation of the stone pasture, his brow said slightly.

“Master Yuding, I'm here to ask you, where are the demon beasts built above the ground level around you?” Ishima interrupted each other directly and asked.

When the middle-aged master heard this, he looked stunned and seemed unresponsive for a while.

“Didn't you hear what I said?” The stone pasture was heavily colored and suddenly a wave of indiscriminate pressure erupted.

“Bold! ”

Above the palace, the rest of the people who were trying to talk to me saw this, their faces shocked. One person lit up all kinds of lights, his hands pinched. The short fat man looked most anxious, the red light flashed in front of him, and a red sword had been sacrificed, the surface flaming brightly.