Chapter 483 Search on the island

When facing Taoist Blood Gourd, there are two unpredictable terracotta figurines to restrain him, otherwise he would not be able to escape these two times. There was only one time when the old man in green robe was in Dikun's tribulation, he escaped smoothly by relying on his own strength, and the most important thing was that the five-element labyrinth array held him back for a short while, otherwise he would have the Flood Soul Battle Orb. It can only be in vain.

Similar strengths, but different fates, Lu Xiaotian can only sigh at this time, it seems that what he has learned is mixed, and sometimes it is not a bad thing. Sometimes seemingly inconspicuous places become the key to survival. Regarding the hardships and dangers of the road of cultivating immortals, Lu Xiaotian also felt more emotional. It seems that on the road of cultivating immortals, it is not all about talent that can go further. No matter how strong the strength is, it also needs a chance. Unlucky, just like this blood-faced cultivator, he had only seen so many talents in his life, but he died under Di Kun's claws.

With such emotion, Lu Xiaotian quickly smiled again. Counting the spirit stones he used these years, he couldn't remember clearly, and he didn't bother to remember. On the contrary, the ones he earned were few, and most of them were from other monks. He took it from him, and the consumption of the past ten years has been almost consumed, but all the way to Luohe Island, those monks with malicious intentions folded in his hands, especially the blood-faced monk's storage bag. Spirit stones, as well as other medicines, and so many spiritual objects made him a little dumbfounded, and he didn't know whether they were plundered from other people or given by the elders in the family. Lu Xiaotian shook his head and transferred all these things into the enchantment. Although he encountered several obstacles along the way, the spirit stones that were almost consumed before have become abundant again. Originally, Lu Xiaotian planned to take some of them on Luohe Island. It is no longer necessary to exchange the pill for some spirit stones.

When he was about to reach Luohe Island, Lu Xiaotian saw a large number of monks flying in his direction, or in other words, flying towards the sea behind him. Having arrived at Luohe Island, Lu Xiaotian is not worried that someone will deliberately intercept him. And at this time, there are dozens of monks who are going to enter Luohe Island like him.

When entering Luohe Island, a powerful divine sweep swept over immediately, and after a while, a group of fully alert monks flew over to block their group.

"Stop, everyone immediately lower to the ground, open the storage bag for inspection!" The monk leading the team is a young man in the late stage of foundation establishment. He colored the Zitong logo, but told everyone that this was a cultivator of the Zitong sect.

"We are the monks of Qingdeng Temple, can we be accommodating?" Several monks who looked like monks looked unhappy.

"Yeah, why, we are all monks passing by, passing by the island where so many sects are located, and we haven't seen anyone who wants to check the storage bag." In addition, some casual monks saw the monks of Qingdeng Temple come forward, and immediately yelled .

"Even Golden Core cultivators must accept the inspection, and those who refuse to accept the inspection will be killed without mercy!" The young monk said in a deep voice.

Originally thought that as long as everyone was united, it would be enough to make the monks of Zitong Sect fear in front of them. I didn't expect these people from the Zitong Sect to act so arrogantly.

"I advise you not to take chances, accept the inspection obediently, and save everyone's trouble." The young monk and others were full of murderous intentions, and if there was a slight disagreement, they would strike.

Although Zitongzong can only be ranked in the middle in the blue devil sea area, the sect is on another big island hundreds of miles away, where the ancestor of Yuanying sits in town. Hundreds of miles are not too small for the ancestor of Yuanying. For a moment, if you want to conflict with the monks of Zitongzong here, it is tantamount to courting death. At this time, a dispute broke out, and a Golden Core cultivator from the Zitong Sect flew over and swept towards the Foundation Establishment cultivators with an unkind expression.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators can still fight for it. Now that the Golden Core cultivators are here, there is no room for them to resist. Many of them have just returned from the sea, some have gained a lot, and some have robbed and killed I bought other monks, there are a lot of spiritual stones and monster materials in the storage bag, or some old spiritual herbs are collected, so I don’t want to take them out for nothing and make others think about them.

But even if the Golden Core monks of Zitong Sect came forward, they had no room to resist, even if dozens of them added up.

Under the absolute strength, everyone only opened the storage bags one by one to accept the inspection of Zitongzong.

Lu Xiaotian was among the crowd, and he could only open the storage bag. Apart from a few low-grade spirit stones, one or two ordinary instruments, and a few spirit herbs of ordinary value, there is nothing else in it.

At this time on the island, there are still a large number of casual cultivators who have been inspected, or some monks from other sects, who are crowding around like watching the excitement at this time. Every time they see a high-value spiritual object, they will let out a cry. Wow, apparently they've had similar experiences before. When they saw the shabbiness in Lu Xiaotian's storage bag, there was a booing immediately.

When checking Lu Xiaotian's spirit beast bag, Lu Xiaotian deliberately wanted to put Di Kun's spirit beast bag away while writhing on his body, but the action should not be too obvious. The restless little fire crow jumped out, causing the monks present to burst into laughter. I didn't expect that a foundation building monk would bring such a little fire crow that even Qi refining monks despise.

Lu Xiaotian feigned embarrassment and hurriedly grabbed the croaking little fire crow and stuffed it into the spirit beast bag, and all the monks on the island laughed continuously. When the second spirit animal bag was opened, there was a dark sleeping bug inside, and the people around were speechless for a while.

"What's the fuss, let him in, we're short on time, and there are still a lot of people to check." The young man who led the team before looked impatient, and in the distance, several miles away, there were several teams of casual cultivators As they approached the island, they lost interest in Lu Xiaotian who was extremely shabby.

That's right, a storage bag is so shabby, even the cultivator who only has the little fire crow as his spirit beast, didn't know what kind of shit luck he had, but he got into the foundation building period. The forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds.

Lu Xiaotian couldn't help showing a wry smile, even though the wry smile on his face was fake. The ones with high value are naturally inside the enchantment. Searching his storage bag, of course, won't yield anything.

"Go over." The young monk urged.

Lu Xiaotian heaved a sigh of relief, the fact that he has a seventh-order battle pet must not be easily revealed, otherwise it is not a good thing. It’s just that Lu Xiaotian is a little strange. He came all the way, and he also passed the island where some sects are located, many of which are bigger than the Zitong Sect. Almost bizarre.

The other monks who went to the island with Lu Xiaotian also had the same doubts on their faces. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. The people present are not fools, so they can naturally guess that something extraordinary must have happened.

"Fellow Taoist, has something serious happened? Why is the Zitong Sect so up to date? It's not afraid to offend the casual cultivators, and there are other sects?" The monks of Qingdeng Temple still had a bit of a smile on their faces at this moment. No problem, after landing on the island, I asked the two middle-aged monks near me.