mtl008 Chapter 579: Unifying the Grassland
Chapter 579: Unifying the Grassland
"You are such a genius!"
Fu Lao's eyes lit up: "You agreed?"
"In order to help Elder Fu achieve his wish, why don't I go back now and prepare to break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage, and quickly raise my clone's cultivation to the Spiritual Transformation stage so that you can possess my body?"
"That's great!" Mr. Fu was delighted.
And just when Bai Lan accurately extracted a wisp belonging to Master Fu from the countless souls in his sea of consciousness, he quickly changed his tone.
"I'm just joking! Don't take it seriously!"
Bai Lan slowly circled the three strands of divine soul on his fingertips: "I originally wanted to remember Master Fu's hard work over the years and give you this Qi Hua San Qing technique directly. Bai Ling has countless purple qi on his body, and it will be no problem to draw out ten thousand strands by then. By then, only a few dozen strands of Hongmeng purple qi will be needed to instantly increase the strength of the Yuling Sect's Divine Transformation cultivators by three times."
"What! You really want to give me this technique?" Old Fu was shocked.
Jiuge Zhenjun, who was also immersed in the mysterious scene of the five magic arrays working together, came back to his senses after hearing this: "Really!?"
Since joining the Yuling Sect, the workload she has spent refining magic arrays this year is comparable to the past few decades. It is tiring, but Bai Lan really gives her benefits.
He was even willing to give such priceless treasures as the Three Pure Ones and the Hongmeng Purple Qi, even though it was only a strand of them.
"really."
As long as the rules of heaven exist, she will not be able to break through to the realm above the Spirit Transformation Realm. Since she cannot grow upward in a short period of time, she can only develop horizontally.
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. As long as there are enough Divine Transformation cultivators, the chances of winning the battle against the Heavenly Dao will increase.
"A kind-hearted person like me is best suited to poverty alleviation. If I succeed, I will benefit the world..."
Bai Lan changed the subject again, "I didn't expect Master Fu to be so narrow-minded. He only wanted a ready-made body and didn't want to work hard at all... If that's the case, I can save the strand I gave you."
"Stop! I was just kidding!" Looking at the three fragile strands of soul on Bai Lan's fingertips, Old Fu's heart was lifted.
In the past, he was the only divine soul by Bai Lan's side. Scarcity makes things valuable, so Old Fu naturally didn't worry that she would kill him.
Nowadays, there are more and more new gods, and they have everything from alchemy to refining equipment and formation plates. Even Bai Lan himself has the consciousness of a god, but his usefulness is becoming less and less. He is not even as useful as a cannon fodder True Lord who can manage the sect all year round without taking soul-nourishing pills.
What if she wants to get rid of her...
"I was just joking." Bai Lan chuckled and took away Fu Lao's soul with his backhand: "Don't be alarmed, Fu Lao. How could I kill innocent people?"
Fu Lao immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "I am not panicking."
Taking advantage of the excitement of his practice, Bai Lan took out some dragon blood from his storage bag and improved his dragon transformation technique.
There are five levels of the dragon transformation technique: the first level is to transform into an anaconda, the second level is to transform into a Jiao, and the third level is to transform into a Chi.
I've been riding a dragon for a while now, and I'm a little tired of it...
Raising his hand, he made hand gestures and offered up dragon blood. Bai Lan slowly condensed a green dragon and began to practice the dragon transformation technique.
As the dragon blood in the bottle gradually merged into the green dragon, the transformed dragon also gradually changed, growing dragon scales and claws...but it lacked dragon horns.
It lacks a bit of majesty, but it looks much stronger than the Green Dragon.
The green dragon in front of him was the Chilong, the third level of the Dragon Transformation Technique. The Chilong was a type of dragon, but it had no dragon horns. However, it was much stronger than the Qingjiao in terms of grade and escape speed.
The clone was successfully condensed, and the Dragon Controlling Technique was cultivated to perfection. The trip was a complete success. Bai Lan raised his hand and put the clone into the Void Stone, and pushed open the door of the temple.
The monks of the Yuling Sect always followed the good habit of calling for help if they couldn't win, and never fighting alone if they could gang up on someone.
The small team, which originally consisted of only four or five people, fought while calling for help, until dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators who had time to help came to the rescue. In less than three days, the Great Shaman's camp was completely wiped out. All five Nascent Soul cultivators surrendered, but the Great Shaman was still resisting stubbornly.
"Master, this person is the great shaman of the Hulong tribe, and his cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage..."
"If you can't persuade him, then forget it. Respect his fate. Destroy his spirit, but leave his body. There are many Nascent Soul spirits in the sect who lack bodies."
"Yes!"
"Oh, oh, it's me who misjudged you, Mu Binglan. You are not a foolish sheep, but a thief who invites wolves into the house. As a saint, you actually collude with outsiders to deal with people within the tribe."
The Great Shaman stared at Mu Binglan, his tone gloomy: "From the very beginning, you sneaked into the Hulong tribe with a purpose, colluded with the monks of the Yuling Sect, and attempted to subvert the tribe..."
"No, you're wrong." Mu Binglan shook her head slightly. "I will replace you and become the ruler of the Hulong Tribe, a true saint. I will follow the path of the ancestor god, inherit the bloodline, become a Divine Transformation cultivator, and lead the tribe to glory."
The Great Shaman sneered, "So, what's the price? You borrowed the power of the Yuling Sect and collaborated with that sect that terrifies all the forces in the cultivation world. Do you really think you can get away with it? Don't be so naive!"
Bai Lan raised an eyebrow and smiled, patted Mu Binglan's head, looked at the Great Shaman, and said in a puzzled tone: "What are you talking about? How could I possibly attack Binglan? She is my second disciple and the second senior sister of the Yuling Sect. She doesn't need to worry about how to escape unscathed, because the Yuling Sect is her home."
“…” The Great Shaman fell silent.
The cost will not be serious. The Hulong tribe will just have an additional prefix, Yuling Sect.
Since when, the weight of the identity of the second senior sister of the Yuling Sect has surpassed the title of the Holy Maiden of the Hulong Tribe, making it daunting.
"Thank you, Master, for your help." Mu Binglan's eyes lit up.
If Bai Lan hadn't had the urge to go out today, she would have had to spend a lot of effort to get rid of the Great Shaman.
"You and I are master and disciple, no need to thank me. Binglan, quickly take control of the tribe. I will lend you the cultivators from five peaks and give you five more Nascent Soul Elders to help you unify the grassland as soon as possible." Bai Lan looked at Mu Binglan. "By the way, are there any Divine Transformation cultivators on the Hulong Grassland?"
Mu Binglan's eyes lit up and she nodded. "Although there are many tribes on the grassland, most of the tribal leaders are only at the Nascent Soul stage. There is only one faction, the Fire Worship Sect, which is very powerful. Its leader is suspected to be a Divine Transformation cultivator."
"Zoroastrian leader..."
After searching for the name in my memory, I found this person's name in the back row of Long Aotian's harem.
A cultivator who has attained the state of spiritual enlightenment, an arrogant harem, a passionate and gentle queen, the leader of the Zoroastrianism, and the cause of death was… a thunder tribulation during ascension.
"Leave this person to me, you don't have to worry." Bai Lan patted Mu Binglan's shoulder, raised his hand and summoned a green dragon, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
Mu Binglan looked at Bai Lan's leaving back, and the four big words "unify the grassland" kept echoing in her mind for a long time.