A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 515 Multiple forces

"Fellow Daoist, I think you have figured out something." said an old man.

"It's a space crack."

Lu Luan said, he did not mince words. Although these two men were not as strong as himself, they were almost two hundred years old and their knowledge was far greater than his. Even he could feel it, let alone these two.

"It seems that fellow Daoist thinks the same as we do."

The other person slowly landed on the ground, looked at the crack, and continued, "The vibrations are becoming more and more frequent. Although the vibrations are getting weaker, the spatial fluctuations are becoming stronger. I believe that it won't be long before the cracks appear."

"It's just... I don't know what this crack is connected to."

The old man in the sky looked worried.

"I don't know how to call you a friend?"

"The surname is Lu..."

The three of them had a brief chat.

Lu Luan only had the aura of the late foundation building stage, but his fearless and peaceful expression made the two men dare not underestimate him.

"boom!"

After a while, several people felt a slight unusual fluctuation, and then the ground shook again. Just five miles away from them, a small hill suddenly exploded, splashing debris everywhere.

"Starting again?"

Lu Luan looked, and this time he saw a white line as wide as a finger flash by.

"This space crack is really sharp. Even if it's just a tiny bit, it can tear a person with Golden Core cultivation into pieces." An old man looked at the rising dust in fear.

"I don't know how long it will take for these space cracks to stabilize."

Lu Luan frowned and thought to himself.

"Friend Lu, please do not spread the strange phenomena on this island. If there is a paradise on the other side of this space crack, everyone will get more treasures."

An old man told him earnestly.

“If this kind of noise continues, it will probably spread throughout Baiyun Continent in no time.” Lu Luan felt a little heavy in his heart.

He guessed that this might be related to what Lu Fengsheng had calculated, so it was naturally impossible to spread it everywhere. However, this kind of movement, this kind of fluctuation, could be felt by anyone with the foundation-building cultivation level, and the fluctuation was still getting bigger and bigger, so the news could not be blocked at all.

"Yes, but we should keep it secret for as long as possible. If it gets to the ears of some people with Golden Core cultivation, it will be troublesome."

They don't want this island to be targeted by Jindan powerhouses.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, would you like to visit my Yang family?" an old man invited.

"No need."

Lu Luan shook his head slightly.

These two are much smaller forces than the Zhengyang Sect, with only tens of thousands of clan members. Although there are ancestors who are half a step away from the Golden Core stage, the patriarchs of these families are only in the middle stage of foundation building.

It's not that he was concerned about the danger, but that he had no interest in it.

After staying for a while, the three of them went their separate ways.

……

The weather at sea was unpredictable, thunderclouds rolled in, and heavy rain began to fall.

In an inn.

Lu Luan stood by the window, watching the rain dripping down the eaves into the bluestone alley below, and fell into deep thought.

“I wonder what’s on the other side of these space cracks?”

He whispered to himself.

He was not sure if there would be a cave like the Falling Star Valley on the other side of the crack? And whether the space crack would stabilize and form a stable passage? When would the passage be closed? If it was closed, would it be opened again? If it was not opened, wouldn't he be trapped inside? These were all uncertain.

Of course, no matter what, no matter what is on the other side of the crack or what dangers there may be, he has to go in and see if this is the faint light that Lu Fengsheng mentioned.

Listening to the sound of rain hitting the tiles, he slowly sat down cross-legged in the house.

Then he sank his consciousness into the Purple Palace.

At this time, the Purple Palace was bright, and the sword above the crane shape was extremely sharp, with five strands of sword energy entwined around it.

Over the past two years, he has refined two strands of primordial sword energy.

Although so much time has passed, the spiritual power in these five sword energies is not much stronger than when they were first born.

The difficulty level of the art of refining the spirit is not even on the same level as the art of refining qi. It takes a lot of time and energy to condense it.

Lu Luan looked at the sword energy and estimated: "Although these five strands of sword energy are not enough to completely destroy the Yuanshen of a Jindan cultivator, they can severely injure him. Then, combined with the inheritance stele, anyone in the early Jindan stage may fall into my hands."

If the inheritance stele and the God-Slaying Technique work well together, he would now be able to kill someone in the early Golden Core stage.

Of course, this is only limited to the ordinary early stage of Jindan. If he meets the old man who trained himself into a zombie and the elder of the Liehuo Sect when he was young, he still has no confidence.

They are veterans in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm. They have spent a hundred or even two hundred years practicing the art of refining the spirit and setting up a terrifying formation in the Huangting Cave Heaven. Their foundation is terribly strong, which cannot be compared with his twenty or thirty years of practice.

In fact, what can really pose a danger to them is the inheritance stele.

After looking at it, he hung the purple crystal gourd above his head and began to practice Qingyun Baiheguan, using the spiritual power in the gourd to condense the Yuanshen Baihe.

Just outside...

As the time goes.

The atmosphere on the island became increasingly strange.

More and more monks gathered here out of curiosity.

Perhaps because of this strange phenomenon, the weather on the island is unpredictable. Sometimes the clouds roll in and sometimes dark clouds cover the city. It is so unusual that it attracts more people.

One day passed.

Two days passed.

Five days later.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sense of oppression suddenly appeared on Red Stone Island.

"Ok?"

Lu Luan, who was practicing, frowned and opened his eyes.

Then the whole person appeared on the roof.

Looking up into the sky, I saw five ten-foot-long monsters pulling a green cart, rushing towards the island with great momentum.

And behind this car, there was a team of twenty people.

Judging from their aura, five of them are half-step golden elixir, middle-aged in appearance, with extremely strong blood and energy, like ferocious beasts, and their physical strength is more than 30,000 fierce horses.

"The Bai family."

When he saw the white words written on the flag flying behind the car, he knew which force it belonged to.

The Bai family is the overlord of Baiyunzhou and is very powerful.

"I didn't expect to attract the Bai family."

Lu Luan frowned. He knew something about the Bai family.

With the arrival of the carriage, the island suddenly became uneasy.

"I didn't know that the Bai family was coming. I was unable to welcome you from afar. I hope you can forgive me for this."

The strong ones from those small forces immediately flew out and greeted them respectfully in the air.

"I heard that you have a treasure coming out of the world, I came to take a look."

The car stopped in the air, and then a shirtless handsome young man walked out of it. Behind this young man, there were two identical graceful women.

"Greetings, Master Bai Fan."

When the strong men from the families on the island saw the young man, they immediately bowed and saluted.

"Don't be so nervous. I don't eat people."

The young man shook his head and smiled, then pointed at an old man and said, "Let's go to your home and wait for the treasure to come out."

"Bai Fan."

There was some surprise in Lu Luan's eyes. Through the information he bought when he came to Baiyunzhou, he knew that Bai Fan was the son of the Bai family's patriarch who was born when he was 200 years old. He was born with top-grade yellow-level five-element spiritual roots, had a prominent family background and good talent, and was very famous throughout Baiyunzhou.

"He is not even thirty years old yet, and he is already in the middle stage of foundation building. He is indeed a genius." Lu Luan thought to himself.

However, in his eyes, Bai Fan was a little peculiar. Although he was usually domineering, there was nothing wrong with him except that he was addicted to alcohol and sex. It was even said that he secretly went to the battlefield in the wilderness to fight against foreign tribes without telling his family. He looked like a playboy on the surface, but in fact, he was a tiger at heart.

"It seems that the situation is worse than I thought. These big forces have also intervened."

A serious look appeared between his brows. He shook his head, not wanting to think too much about it. Since he couldn't do anything about it, he continued to practice.

"Dong dong dong."

After an hour, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Luan waved his hand gently and the door opened.

He's a servant.

"Sir, we are going to close this building. Why don't you find a new place to live?" The servant looked at him apologetically, and then said, "Sir, you'd better leave quickly. Now that powerful people from all sides have gathered here, if the treasure comes out, there will be a fierce fight. We will be in danger then."

Now looking at the movements on the island, everyone knows that something big is going to happen. Although they are also wondering what treasure it is, those with weaker cultivation know their own strength, so they want to escape from this place to avoid being involved in a war and suffering unexpected disasters.

"understood."

After Lu Luan threw a few low-level spirit stones, he flew out of the window.

Standing high in the sky, he looked around and found that many people who practiced Qi Refining had a premonition that something was wrong and were beginning to evacuate the place.

As for those mortals, they moved to other places with the help of some compassionate monks.

"It looks like it's time to stabilize."

He fixed his gaze on the distant mountains, where strong winds were raging and cracks in space were flashing by at a rapid speed like electric arcs.

A few days passed, and many people who heard the news rushed here one after another. He sensed it slightly and found that there were already hundreds of people at the foundation-building stage on the island. Since he could not sense the Golden Core realm, he did not know how many were hiding in the dark.

Moreover, many forces like the Bai family have come here and stationed on the island.

Lu Luan looked at a hill not far away and flew over.

"Fellow Daoist, are you here to fight for the treasure as well?"

At this time, there were already some people sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain waiting. When they saw him flying over, someone asked with a smile.

At this time, Lu Luan did not want to show off. He controlled his aura to the level of the middle stage of foundation building and replied, "Just a look. Even if there are treasures, it is not our turn."

"Indeed," the man nodded, pointing to several camps in the distance, and said, "The Wang family, the Du family, and the Haofeng clan are all here," and then pointed to the sea and said, "Even the fire crabs in the sea have come to join in the fun."

"The surrounding forces have all sent people here more or less, the only ones missing are the demon cultivators." Another cultivator also said.

"This is close to the Demon Realm. There might be demon cultivators hiding in the dark."

There was a lot of conversation going on around.

Lu Luan found a stone and sat down cross-legged.