Chapter 1312 The former Baise Lingshan (Please subscribe, please bookmark)
"What if it is the essence of the spiritual beauty of the world? Under the full siege of a group of Yuanying cultivators, the aftermath of the battle alone completely destroyed a huge spiritual mountain. It is still in a remnant state and has not been fundamentally improved."
Sun Caiwu looked at the place in front of him that was once famous and attracted hundreds of Yuanying cultivators to participate, and more than ten Yuanying cultivators were killed. He also felt something in his heart.
At that time, this Baise Lingshan was also the location of a large family, with a late Yuanying cultivator, three mid-Yuanying cultivators, and more than seven early Yuanying cultivators sitting in the seat. The comprehensive strength was far beyond the current Sun family.
Any existence above the Yuanying stage is almost a great person, but such a long-lasting family has completely fallen into the skirt of the Baise Sect, willing to lose the family heritage and completely integrate into it.
"Caiwu, Huafeng, the most dangerous thing about the Baise Sect is never its frontal combat power, but the 360-degree omnipresent gentle trap that quietly drains the entire family."
"It is with the help of these external forces that the Baise Sect is qualified to bring monstrous disasters to the cultivation world after each birth."
Sun Mingsheng has a very clear understanding of the records in the jade slips these days, and has specially retrieved a small number of late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the Nascent Soul Alliance to read the relevant information about the Baise Sect.
The so-called bewitching in the Baise Sect is completely different from the ordinary vulgar inheritance skills. According to the characteristics of each cultivator, it is brought to the extreme state.
"Please rest assured, Grandpa. I have already started to organize effective screening within the family. Any family cultivator who practices some extra skills will be severely punished."
After experiencing the Lingtao Lingshan incident, Sun Huafeng naturally knew this clearly. Under the situation of pacifying the country before fighting against foreign enemies, it is natural to first clear out the unstable elements within the family.
"As long as there are cultivators suspected of practicing the Baise Sect's skills in the family, they will be severely punished at all costs to ensure the stability of the family. In addition, the family's secret hall will do its best to search for the possible places where the Baise Sect may be practicing. Once found, I will personally go to ask for advice."
"My Sun family has been practicing peacefully for many years and has never been willing to respond to the outside world easily, but this does not mean that we will allow others to bully us without fighting back."
At this moment, a breath unique to the eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivators soared into the sky, like a sharp sword that can be released at any time, biting and cutting people.
With the help of this impact that did not directly conceal the breath, the low-level cultivators who originally picked spiritual herbs and killed low-level monsters for a living in the vicinity also fled in an instant.
Perhaps these low-level cultivators did not know the reason, but they were proficient in the law of survival. After all, for some high-level cultivators who had no principles, killing some low-level cultivators was naturally not a burden at all, and they would not even have the slightest negative emotion.
"Uncle Twelve, Baise Lingshan is just around the corner. Why not start searching immediately? Why delay any longer?"
After Sun Caiwu looked around, he urged. In the entire family, he was the only one who had the current qualifications.
"Well, start searching. The other party evacuated in a hurry, and there is always a possibility that some clues will be left behind."
Sun Mingsheng also nodded in approval, and then the three of them took different directions and began to search around the approximate location of the Lingshan with their spiritual sense and the treasures prepared by the family for this trip.
As an eighth-level Yuanying cultivator, Sun Mingsheng's spiritual consciousness is naturally extremely powerful. Without the help of any treasure, he can directly explore the bottom of the remaining earth mound, which is about a thousand feet deep.
This place is the base camp of the Baise Sect. After the battle, it ended in failure. Most of the spiritual objects naturally became the spoils of the monks who participated in the battle.
After the battle, it must have been searched by countless waves of monks, and almost all the valuable spiritual objects were looted.
But as time passed, this place gradually became a place where no one knew about it. It was reduced to a place for low-level cultivators to survive. Naturally, no Yuanying late-stage cultivators would come here to search again. This is also the only hope of the Sun family.
"Concentrate your spiritual consciousness, turn your magic power, and command"
As Sun Mingsheng's words fell, a mirror hanging on his neck suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling spiritual light.
Under the blessing of the mirror, Sun Mingsheng's consciousness, which had originally penetrated a thousand feet underground, was once again blessed by an inexplicable force.
The originally slightly scattered consciousness was condensed into a series of cone-like existences under the blessing and fusion of mana. It continued to penetrate more than five hundred feet from the original foundation. A completely new world appeared in front of the ground at a position of one thousand five hundred feet underground.
Compared with the earth mounds on the surface that have changed over time, the underground world still retains some of the original aftertaste. Pieces of broken boulders, pieces of fake spiritual treasures that are still engraved with the aftermath of the battle, etc., all tell Sun Mingsheng about the cruelty of the original battle.
Occasionally, some of the fragments of the treasure body still have some blood stains that seem to be there and not there, firmly engraved on them. This situation left a little satisfaction on Sun Mingsheng's face.
Perhaps the only flaw of this exploration method is the excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness. If Sun Mingsheng had not cultivated deeply, he would not have been able to persist for a long time.
As expected, less than half an hour later, Sun Huafeng was the first to give up the search. After refining a fourth-level inferior Wenshenbao Yuanbao Pill, his face was relieved and he began to look for some traces left on the surface of the mound, hoping to gain something from these traces.
Sun Caiwu relied on his own cultivation and a relatively solid foundation of cultivation as a basis, and he could still persist for about an hour. He also gave up because his spiritual consciousness was about to be exhausted.
And due to their own cultivation, the area they explored could not go deep into the position below 1,500 feet underground, so the harvest was naturally very few.
The news that the three Yuanying-stage cultivators of the Sun family explored the Baise Lingshan was soon leaked out. Under the spread of those who were interested, it also quickly entered the ears of the cultivators currently lurking in the Baise Sect.
In a huge underground palace whose location was unknown, seven great masters of the Baise Sect were sitting cross-legged on special cushions.
All seven great masters were female cultivators, with different looks and temperaments, some were passionate, some were cold as ice, and some were blooming like flowers. In short, they were all different, but each of them was a rare beauty. However, at this moment, each of them had a frown on her face, as if she had encountered considerable difficulties. Among them was the one who had fought fiercely with Sun Huafeng.