Zhang Ling sat cross-legged in the car, vaguely hearing the conversation of a few alien demons.
He couldn't understand the language of these alien demons. In terms of language, after tens of thousands of years of evolution, the accent has changed greatly. People who haven't specifically studied it can't understand it.
However, the writing hasn't changed much. The common writing of the alien demons is the ancient immortal script.
For cultivators like them, learning this language is not difficult. After all, cultivators have strong divine senses. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him, a month is enough to master the language of the alien demons.
In the blink of an eye, eleven days passed, and the surrounding environment began to change. The original desert environment also showed some soil, rocks, and dead trees.
This is a desert between the Black Cloud Desert and the Twelve Immortal Cities, covering a horizontal distance of about two to three thousand miles.
This is also the main area of the alien demons and the human race's great formation.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling also felt a little relieved. During this time, he also learned about the situation of the alien demon race from several mortals.
As for what he learned, he naturally used extraordinary means. This is not difficult for cultivators.
A small 'Soul Confusion Technique' can make these mortals reveal a lot of information.
Although the alien demons are in the Black Cloud Desert, they live in tribes. Among them, the weak tribes don't even have cultivators, while the strong tribes are comparable to super sects.
There are more than a dozen of these large tribes. It is worth mentioning that the 'Holy Demon Hall', jointly organized by the large tribes, has an irreplaceable role in the hearts of the alien demons.
The 'Holy Demon Hall' has existed for an unquantifiable amount of time and has been passed down from ancient times. In tens of thousands of years, no matter what changes the large tribes of the alien demons have undergone, the 'Holy Demon Hall' has always existed.
Its role is to balance the disputes between the major tribes and the reproduction of the alien demon race.
The alien demon race also uses the 'Holy Demon Hall' to test those with spiritual roots, which they call the 'Spiritual Awakening Ceremony'.
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Seven days later, this team of mortals successfully passed through the wasteland.
Zhang Ling also quietly left the alien demon team and disappeared into a bare, low mountain.
During this period, the team encountered two batches of alien demons' inspections, but fortunately, the strength of the inspecting cultivators was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so they naturally didn't find him.
Zhang Ling found a secret place in an unnamed mountain and thought about his plans for the future.
He can be said to be safe here!
Now there are two paths in front of him: one is to find a place where no one is and hide to cultivate.
The other way is to return to Yanhsia Immortal City.
After three or four days of peace, Zhang Ling decided to return to Yanhsia City.
This is because although he has a mysterious little bead and doesn't lack ordinary pills, he still has no confidence in breaking through to the Golden Core stage.
Although the invasion of the alien demon race is full of dangers, it is also an opportunity for these low-level cultivators.
Every time, some powerful cultivators advance to become high-level cultivators. During this period, the Twelve Immortal Cities are not stingy with various treasures to encourage cultivators.
Whether it is cultivation techniques, spirit stones, or magic weapon treasures. Among them, what makes Zhang Ling most excited are those rare spiritual objects that can increase the chances of breaking through to the Golden Core stage.
For this kind of spiritual object, I don't know how many cultivators have stepped forward one after another. In normal times, this kind of spiritual object is extremely rare, and you can't buy it even if you have spirit stones.
Now he has reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Although there is still a distance from forming a golden core, he has to fight for it for the sake of future promotion.
With a goal, Zhang Ling also identified the direction and went to the direction of the Immortal City.
A few days later, he saw Yanhsia Immortal City. At this time, there were far fewer cultivators entering and leaving the Immortal City than when he came to this city before. Mortals were also forbidden to pass through long ago.
The Immortal City is now only open to a side door for cultivators to enter and exit, and faint white spiritual light is floating above the entire giant city.
It seems that the Immortal City's protective formation is already in the activated state.
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In front of the city gate
"Fellow Daoist, please take out your identity badge and accept our inspection."
A bearded man in black armor blocked Zhang Ling with a long lance in his hand. He said expressionlessly.
Zhang Ling's gaze also stayed on this person for a moment. This bearded man was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, with the same mid-stage cultivation as him.
And there were four other cultivators in black armor next to him who were all Foundation Establishment cultivators. It seems that the guards of the Immortal City have been strengthened again.
With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ling took out his identity badge from when he was stationed at Red Rock Mountain. The bearded man took his token and let out a soft sigh.
"Huh, wasn't Red Rock Mountain captured a month ago?"
The man's words made Zhang Ling's face freeze for a moment. Then he saw the bearded man take out a sound transmission符, said a few words, and took him to the side.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment, I have reported your situation to the above, and a cultivator will come to check it later." The bearded man said casually and ignored him.
Zhang Ling smiled wryly and stayed at the city gate, waiting for the person he said would come to check. Red Rock Mountain had actually been captured, which made his mood quite complicated.
Many cultivators entering and leaving the Immortal City cast strange glances at him. Zhang Ling was also observing the cultivators coming and going. These people were mostly entering and leaving in small teams, and there were very few lone travelers.
And each of them had extraordinary cultivation bases. On the contrary, there were very few Qi Refining stage cultivators, and Foundation Establishment stage cultivators came one after another.
In a short while, he saw fifty or sixty Foundation Establishment stage cultivators entering and leaving the Immortal City. Some of them were injured.
Just like that, Zhang Ling stayed at the city gate for a full half an hour. Just as he was getting impatient, Zhang Ling saw a familiar face.
It was actually Feng Kang.
"It's you." The moment Feng Kang saw him, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Junior Brother Zhang Ling, I didn't expect to see you again." Feng Kang carefully looked him up and down, looking at him like a monster.
"Fellow Daoist Feng"
Zhang Ling felt uncomfortable being watched by this person, and cupped his hands with a fake smile.
"Junior Brother Zhang is really hiding something, none of the cultivators sent to support Qingyue Pond have returned now."
"Haha, I was just lucky."
"Okay, let's go meet Uncle-Master Han Yu. Uncle-Master is still waiting for you."
"Uh... okay."
Feng Kang said a few words to the cultivator guarding the city gate, and took Zhang Ling into the Immortal City. Following Feng Kang through the gate, he stopped in the open space next to him.
He suddenly raised his hand, and a flat, slender red iron sheet flew into the air.
Zhang Ling frowned, wondering what this person was doing with a magic weapon.
The red iron sheet turned into a two-zhang long shape in the blink of an eye. Feng Kang flashed and stood on it, then said to him.
"Let's go up, Junior Brother Zhang Ling. This thing is called 'Red Cloud Shuttle', and it is Uncle-Master Han Yu's treasure. With this treasure, you can travel unimpeded in the Immortal City."
"So it's Uncle-Master Han's treasure, thank you, Senior Brother Feng." Zhang Ling looked at the black iron sheet with a smile, and stood on the red iron sheet.
Feng Kang cast a magic spell on it. The iron sheet flashed with red light, turned into a red cloud, wrapped the two of them and rose into the air.
