Chapter 187 Kick Han Tianzun Down
Thunder Bamboo?
When Feng Xi heard their conversation, he suddenly remembered the light golden lightning arc on Qi Yuan's body, which seemed very similar to the legendary thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo.

I hadn't thought about it in that direction before because I had never heard that the Ten Thousand Year Golden Thunder Bamboo could temper the body.

Now that I think about it, Qi Yuan might really have the ability to use the golden thunder bamboo to refine his body.

But how much and how remains a mystery.

Feng Xi looked forward, and at this moment he felt that there was a sense of mystery about Qi Yuan.

The noisy footsteps came from far away.

Obviously there is not just one person.

Qi Yuan suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed, and then returned to normal.

Feng Xi showed no fear. With his physical strength, he had nothing to worry about except the fact that he could not beat Qi Yuan.

Han Li, on the other hand, had a look of tinge of worry. He had no magical powers at the moment, and the secular kung fu he had learned was only good enough to deal with one or two people, but he would not be able to handle more than that.

The most worrying thing is that he has no magic power, but that doesn’t mean that the people in this strange space don’t have special powers.

In that case, they would be like fat sheep to be slaughtered at will.

"Brother Qi, should we hide for a while?"

Han Li asked for advice from people around him.

Qi Yuan said softly: "No, because the newcomers are human beings, and we are unfamiliar with the place, so we need to learn the details as soon as possible."

"Okay, Junior Brother, I'll listen to Senior Brother Qi's advice."

Han Li thought for a moment, then said with a relaxed brow.

Judging from the physical strength of both Senior Brother Qi and the ninth-level monster, they have a huge advantage anyway.

You shouldn't worry too much.

"Who are you?"

Soon, thirty or forty young men and women discovered Qi Yuan and his two companions, and surrounded them secretly, holding torches in one hand and sharp weapons in the other.

The group of young people were wearing strange clothes, carrying bamboo baskets filled with seafood on their backs, and their eyes were wary.

Qi Yuan smiled and said, "We were accidentally caught in a black fog."

At this time, a muscular young man stood up with a scrutinizing look on his face. Judging from his aura, he should be the leader.

The strong young man said coldly: "So you are outsiders, then you are really unlucky. If you want to survive, follow us, otherwise you will meet the Yinming Beast later and you will die."

The young man was born here and he has known the survival rules here since he was a child. No matter whether it is immortal cultivators or people in high positions and powers who come in, they will not be able to get anything done.

Only by mastering martial arts can you be qualified to survive.

Qi Yuan looked at the group of young people leaving and followed them without hesitation. It was a rare opportunity to meet someone leading the way, and he couldn't miss it.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, with blue lightning flashing above.

Although there are trees and mountains here, the light is always in darkness.

Qi Yuan followed a group of strong young men to the edge of a tall stone wall. The wall was black in color and about twenty to thirty feet high.

And it is built by stacking huge stones.

In the middle of the stone wall, there was a suspended wooden door. A dozen men holding white spears stood guard in front of the door.

High-walled village?

Qi Yuan looked at the unfamiliar buildings thoughtfully.

When the guard saw the strong young man, a look of joy appeared on his face and he immediately ordered someone to open the door.

A huge "boom" sound was heard, the huge wooden door was opened, and a group of strong young men were warmly welcomed in.

After taking off all his supplies, the strong young man said to Qi Yuan and the other two, "Come with me to see the elders, and you can choose whether to go or stay."

"Thank you." Qi Yuan bowed slightly.

On the way there, Qi Yuan intentionally observed the situation in the village.

The entire village is protected by a tall stone wall in the middle. All the buildings in the village are built with dark stones, most of which are simple, rough and square in shape.

In the center of the village there is a strange black stone platform.

The stone platform is very conspicuous, several times higher than other stone houses, with a height of three to four feet. The top continuously releases a lavender mist, covering the sky above the entire village.

As soon as blue lightning strikes the village in the sky, it will immediately be absorbed by this lavender mist.

Formation!

Qi Yuan only took a quick glance and understood the secret. The blue lightning in the sky would strike irregularly, and the function of the formation was to offset the damage caused by the thunder.

The formation does not contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but the cold and dark power of the underworld.

This is a cultivator in the village. He improved the original formation and used the power of the underworld to construct a new formation to protect one side.

Otherwise, these people would have to guard against attacks from Yin and Ming beasts and demon beasts on the one hand, and worry about being struck to death by blue lightning on the other.

There would be no hope of survival.

In a hall made of huge stones, a slightly fat old man was sitting in the main seat, and several people of extraordinary demeanor were sitting beside him.

The strong young man said respectfully: "Elder, these three people are outsiders."

"I understand. You go down and handle the matter."

The old man waved his hand and said, his tone and expression were quite extraordinary.

Han Li looked at the group of people with an unmoved expression. He quietly pulled his coat with his right hand to cover the bulging storage bag.

Almost all the people here are martial arts masters in the secular world. If a fight breaks out over money, it will be disadvantageous to him.

The old man glanced at them sharply, then retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "You three are cultivators, so there is no need to hide your identity. Mana cannot be used here, so the storage bag is equivalent to a piece of waste."

"Elder, you have good eyesight. We are indeed cultivators. We came here only because we were accidentally caught in the black fog."

Qi Yuan bowed and smiled.

The white-haired old man chuckled and said proudly, "The number of cultivators sucked into the black fog is not that many, but it is not small. In this village alone, there are six or seven of them. And I am not talented, but I was also a foundation-building cultivator in the past!"

"It's good that he's an immortal cultivator. We always welcome immortal cultivators to join us. Even if they don't have magical powers, their bodies are always stronger than mortals. They can also repair formations. So the village still values ​​​​immortal cultivators." A middle-aged man in black clothes next to him said.

Han Li looked puzzled and asked, "It's strange, there is no spiritual energy here, how did you build the formation?"

"It is an external force similar to mana, called Yin Ming Power. Although it cannot be used to cast spells directly, cultivators can use the Yin Ming Beast Crystals in the Yin Beasts to set up some small magic arrays to defend the safety of the village."

The fat old man twirled his short white beard and spoke slowly.

Han Li's expression changed when he heard this, and he was obviously surprised.

Even Feng Xi, who was always arrogant, became thoughtful after hearing this.

Only Qi Yuan, who was standing in the middle, still had a nonchalant expression, as if he didn't care at all.

The fat old man paused slightly in stroking his beard. He felt that the person in front of him was no simple matter and even brought a sense of danger.

I must be overthinking it. No one here has any magic power. In terms of internal strength alone, they cannot compare to these old people who have been here for many years.

At this moment, there was an earth-shaking noise coming from outside, accompanied by strange roars, which sounded like the sound of some kind of beast.

"The Yinming beast is attacking the village. You guys go and set up the formation to help repel it." The fat old man heard the familiar voice and gave the order with a slightly changed expression.

At the command, the men ran out of the stone hall and rushed to the stone platform. They sat down cross-legged on the ground, their lips moving slightly, as if they were silently chanting a spell. At the same time, the sounds of fighting and fear from the villagers could be heard outside.

If the Yinming Beast attacks, doesn’t that mean the Yinming Crystal is delivered to your door?

If you want to create a puppet above the Jindan stage, the most important material is the Yinming Crystal Stone. Without it, it cannot be made.

The high-level puppets in the Xutian Palace are driven by Yinming Crystals.

It just so happens that this thing is a treasure that is almost extinct in the outside world.

It would be unreasonable not to take this opportunity to kill a few Yinming beasts and obtain some high-level Yinming crystals.

"Let's go out and take a look." After Qi Yuan said this to Han Li and the others, he immediately walked out and jumped onto the high wall.

Upon hearing this, Han Li could only smile bitterly and follow out.

Although he was quite curious about the power of the underworld, he did not want to put himself in danger.

"Is this the Yinming Beast?"

Qi Yuan looked down with his dark eyes, and saw a group of tall black bears standing on the land, about thirty or forty in number.

The bear's face was sinister and eerie, and it didn't look like the smile in the world of the living. It was several meters tall and had immense strength.

The claws on the bear's paws were also extremely sharp, and one strike would leave several deep holes.

The villagers on the wall held bows and arrows and spears and shot and threw them at the black bear below.

But the effect is indeed not very effective.

Only the lavender mist floating in the air can have a fatal effect on black bears.

After all, the formation is still the most effective.

"Wow, this Yinming beast is so powerful."

Han Li exclaimed in surprise and looked around below.

"Junior Brother Han, are you interested in going down and playing?" Qi Yuan said to Han Li with a smile.

Hearing this,

Han Li felt a chill on his back. He knew that Senior Brother Qi's smile was malicious. He immediately shook his head like a rattle and said, "Senior Brother Qi, don't joke. I can't deal with them with my skills."

"Next..." Qi Yuan took two sharp long knives from a villager and threw a knife at Han Li.

Han Li held the long sword and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you are making things difficult for me."

Due to Qi Yuan's fear, Han Li did not dare to refuse directly.

Qi Yuan walked behind the hesitant Han Li and kicked him off the high wall. He flew into the battlefield below and said, "Stop fussing here. Kill a few Yinming beasts first."

Then he leaped down, with a white light flashing across his eyes, and he raised his long knife and chopped at the head of the black bear beside him.

Han Li was kicked off the high wall without warning. He couldn't help but curse Qi Yuan in his heart. If he could beat him, he would have demanded justice afterwards.

"Elder, someone jumped down." A villager noticed the situation and immediately shouted.

The fat old man immediately rushed over and found the figures of Qi Yuan and Han Li. His face suddenly became anxious. Although the bodies of cultivators are stronger than those of ordinary people, they are no match for a group of Yin and Ming beasts.

If I die at the hands of the Yinming Beast, wouldn’t my hope of repairing the formation in the future be dashed?

"Someone come, give me support for these two." the fat old man shouted.

Qi Yuan heard this from below and responded, "No need, it's just a Yinming beast, it can be killed with one sword."

He raised his knife and chopped off the head of another black bear.

This beast is quite powerful, but unfortunately he met him.

When the fat old man saw this scene on the high wall, his eyes widened instantly and his face was full of disbelief. He wondered in his heart whether Qi Yuan was a physical cultivator?
Otherwise, why is it so powerful?

A strong young man in the distance also noticed Qi Yuan's situation. He was the one who led the villagers back.

Now seeing Qi Yuan so fierce, he suddenly remembered his previous tone and felt secretly bitter.

Fortunately, I didn't offend anyone just now.

After a bloody battle.

Almost all the black bears were killed, with only five or six that were more alert. They realized something was wrong and quietly retreated.

"Brother Qi, you almost made me suffer like this."

Han Li was covered in blood and walked over with a tired look on his face. The long sword in his hand had been broken into two pieces.

Qi Yuan did not answer him immediately. Instead, he reached into the black bear's head and took out a thumb-sized green crystal.

"Yinming Crystal?" Han Li exclaimed.

Qi Yuan said: "Yes, this should be the Yinming Crystal Stone. Please ask Junior Brother Han to dig out the body over there."

He couldn't keep all these Yinming crystals for himself, so he had to share some with Gaoqiang Village and Han Li.

In that case, why not let others do the digging?

Qi Yuan leaped onto the high wall and said to the fat old man, "Elder, please dig out the other Yinming crystals."

Having seen Qi Yuan's strength just now, the fat old man did not dare to be arrogant at this moment, and said: "I didn't expect that fellow Daoist is so powerful, but I will first explain that not every Yinming beast can produce Yinming crystals. Fellow Daoist should be mentally prepared in advance, so as not to blame us wrongly."

"I understand. Thank you, Elder." Qi Yuan said lightly.

No matter where you go, strength is the foundation. Now that he has encountered an opportunity to show his abilities, Qi Yuan will naturally not let it go.

As long as Gaoqiang Village knows his abilities, it will be much easier to discuss things in the future.

Also reduce unnecessary trouble.

As for kicking Han Li off, it was just a test of his luck.

Sure enough, he has a very tough life.

Whether he will hold a grudge or not, as long as there is an exchange of interests and the power to suppress him, he will hold it in even if he is unhappy.

Feng Xi stood with his hands behind his back and watched the whole time, seemingly having no intention of participating.

An old man in gray clothes came over with a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are very capable. I wonder which sect you are from? I am a cultivator from Tiansha Continent."

"It's just a small sect in the Tiannan Yue Kingdom, not worth mentioning." Qi Yuan smiled gently.

The grey-clothed old man stroked his short beard, thought for a while, and said, "I have never heard of it in Tiannan, but I have often heard of it in places like Chaos Star Sea, Five Dragon Sea, and Dajin."

"Oh? Monk Tiannan, I have heard of you." At this time, another old man in white came closer and looked at Qi Yuan with strange eyes.

All the elders saw what happened just now, and after things were settled, they naturally wanted to get to know Qi Yuan.

With his abilities, Qi Yuan will probably be the most respected person in Gaoqiang Village in the future.

These old guys are only able to firmly control Gaoqiang Village by relying on their status as immortal cultivators and their knowledge of formations.

Qi Yuan's eyes lit up. Could it be that a cultivator from the south of the sky had fallen into the dark land? He asked happily, "Are you a cultivator from the south of the sky?"

“No, no, fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood. I am a cultivator from the Dajin region, so I have heard of the Tiannan region.” The old man in white smiled bitterly and waved his hands.

Qi Yuan smiled and said, "So you are a cultivator from the Great Jin Dynasty. I heard that it is the holy land for cultivators. It's a pity that I have never had the opportunity to visit it."

(End of this chapter)