According to the information given by the Li clan, only cultivators above the core formation realm were qualified to be locked in the crossing disaster abyss.
This was not only because ordinary cultivators were not worthy of using the crossing calamity abyss. It was also because the abyss prison was filled with earth fiends. Those below the core formation realm who entered would not be able to survive.
After entering the crossing calamity abyss, one would be isolated from the outside world, as if it was a world of its own.
Therefore, the atmosphere here was completely different from the five sects.
The first thing they had to face was their living environnt. The spirit Qi in the crossing disaster abyss was thin, and there was a strong earth fiend running amuck. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to cultivate. Every prisoner had to complete the corresponding labor according to their cris and cultivation base to atone for their sins.
Secondly, because the prisoners who entered the prison had all committed a cri, coupled with the erosion of the murderous aura, they were generally violent and would fight with each other. The practice of the law of the jungle was very popular. Once chaos broke out among the prisoners, as long as no one died, the righteous disciples in charge of guarding the prisoners would at most give them so physical pain, but they would not make a big fuss to uphold justice.
After all, none of these prisoners had been wronged.
Letting them attack each other and live in fear was in itself a part of the punishnt. Moreover, this action could consu the strength they had secretly accumulated and prevent them from causing more trouble.
Third, the prisoners had a complicated origin. For the guards, cultivators who ca from the righteous path must have special feelings for them.
As for the devil cultivators, rogue cultivators, and foreign races ... Even if they didn't have the personal bias of the guards, they weren't easy to deal with.
This caused the adversity crossing abyss to be filled with mountains. If a newcor entered without a backer or ans, they would often be reduced to cannon fodder and end up in a miserable state.
Generally speaking, ordinary cultivators would want to avoid the disaster crossing abyss.
However, to PEI Ling, it was not too risky.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but nod his head. Compared to the protection of the adversity crossing abyss from the outside world, this little trouble didn't affect him much.
The thin spiritual Qi of heaven and earth could be supplented with spirit stones and cultivation resources. He had no lack of cultivation items in his hands.
As for the practice of the law of the jungle ... He felt as comfortable as if he was at ho.
And the fact that there were mountains everywhere was not a big deal.
Right now, what PEI Ling lacked was a safe and stable place to cultivate. Although this adversity crossing abyss had all sorts of flaws, the flaws did not overshadow the benefits.
Now that the war between the righteous and demonic path had weakened the alertness of the crossing calamity abyss, he could go in and cultivate in seclusion for a while ...
After making up his mind, PEI Ling imdiately put away the Jade scroll and treasure chest. The next mont, his figure had already disappeared from his original spot without a trace ...
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Within the territory of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect.
Little ng city.
This was a small city, and the outer walls had long been mottled by the passage of ti.
Although there weren't many people, the streets were still bustling with activity as the sun was high in the sky.
South of the city.
They entered through a deep alley, passed through high walls on both sides, and an alley with an occasional apricot flower or two. At the end of the alley was a dical hut.
This dical hut occupied a vast area. People ca and went, and there were many people in and out, but it was always maintained spotless.
At this mont, a man in a blue robe was standing at the entrance of the dical hut, sizing up the passing crowd.
&Quot; Sage Wu ... &Quot; the mortals who passed by took the initiative to bow and greet him. &Quot; my son has been infected with an illness this ti. It's all thanks to your magical hands that he can recover ... &Quot;
"My husband is the sa. He has only one son and we don't have any children. If it wasn't for divine hand Wu, I'm afraid ..."
&Quot; sacred hands, please accept this old man's bow. My two grandsons were playing in the mountains when they encountered a big insect. When they were sent here, they had no pulse. If it weren't for sacred hands Wu's treatnt, they would not have survived. My whole family would not have survived ... &Quot;
The mortals were all talking at once, looking at the blue-robed man with eyes full of respect and heartfelt gratitude.
Wu Xun 'an, the well-known divine hand of apricot forest, was the most respected man in little ng city. His reputation was even higher than the city Lord, and even the city Lord was very respectful to him.
After all, even though there were many rogue cultivators, core formation cultivators were rare.
Moreover, Wu Xun 'an, as a core formation cultivator, was willing to stay in a small town and pretend to be an ordinary doctor, giving dicine and treating many mortals, saving countless lives.
Even among the five righteous sects, the disciples of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect were all proud and upright, and they treated him with respect.
At this mont, Wu Xun 'an was smiling. His voice was gentle as he exchanged pleasantries with the mortals."Zhang Furen need not be too polite. When your son was in the womb, he mistakenly took dicine and his body is slightly weaker. But after three to five years of recuperation, he will be no different."
"Little lady of the Xu family, please rise! Please rise! Your husband only felt the wind and cold occasionally, so it's fine as long as the heat has subsided ..."
"This old man can't, can't ... Please get up ..."
He busily greeted them, then found an excuse to return to the backyard of the dical hut.
The backyard was different from the front. It was deserted and not a single person could be seen. There was a fake mountain standing by the pool and a Pavilion on the mountain. From the position of the pavilion, one could overlook the entire front yard.
Wu Xun 'an casually cast an invisibility spell and walked into the pavilion. His eyes flickered as he watched the mortals entering and leaving the pavilion seek dical treatnt under the guidance of a few disciples he had randomly accepted.
His talent was not good, and although he had obtained the opportunity to enter the Dao, his Foundation was still lacking.
After racking his brains, he could only stop at core formation.
But many years ago, he had obtained a devil Dao opportunity. Now, he had been carefully planning for decades, and with the help of the apricot forest experts, he had fused the dicinal catalyst into the bodies of all the mortals in the city under the na of using dicine ...
The next step would be to sacrifice the entire city and use the flesh, blood, and souls of all the living beings in the city to produce a great demonic dicine. Then, it would help him break through the barrier and advance to the nascent soul realm!
All these years, in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect, he had even gotten married and had children in little ng city, putting on the attitude that he wanted to recuperate here and build up a good relationship with the entire city, so that he could build up more connections for his children and grandchildren.
But for the sake of his Dao, he couldn't let go of his wife and children!
Of course, while demonic techniques allowed one to advance quickly and break through easily, they were often accompanied by great risks.
Moreover, his Foundation was limited. Therefore, he could only form a mortal infant at most, not an immortal infant.
But for Wu Xun 'an, it was enough!
Without this opportunity, he wouldn't even be able to form his nascent soul.
"We're about to succeed, we can't be too eager for quick success!"
"Although the city Lord is a disciple of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect, he's only an outer sect disciple. Furthermore, he was injured many years ago and is only in the foundation establishnt stage. However, these few days, those sword cultivators who passed by to visit our fellow sect mbers ... We have to wait until they have all left before we make a move ..."
"If they don't leave, I'll continue to wait."
"I've already waited for decades, I don't care about this last bit of ti."
As she thought of this, she saw a young man in a black robe follow the crowd and slowly walk into the dical hut.
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