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"Found it!"

Meng xiaotian's eyes lit up. After looking through so many things, he finally found a book in the corner, the Secret Record of Soul Cultivators.

"Soul cultivator?" That must be a secret technique related to the soul! " Meng xiaotian was excited, he quickly scanned the place with his consciousness.

Meng xiaotian read this book extremely seriously. After all, Yue Ling Xian was still a fool in the Eastroad Sect, and the main reason she came here was to find this thing.

"Alright!" Meng xiaotian closed the book, and the broken pages flew into the air.

"Eh …" Meng xiaotian hastily waved his hand and all the pages immediately merged together.

After placing the book on top of it, Meng xiaotian's eyes revealed a look of joy. In this book, he had indeed found a way to restore the Moon Fairy. Although the process was a bit troublesome, to the Meng xiaotian, it was but a drop in the ocean.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Meng xiaotian continued to read the ancient scrolls.

Meng xiaotian understood that although cultivation techniques and treasures were important, these secrets were still the most important things.

"Year 1200 of the Blood Soul Calendar. Eastpole Chaos. Heroes. Fang Dong's tiny sect. His name is Eastgod. His surname is Peng. He slaughtered the heavenly immortals in the Heavenly Sun Sect. Not a single one survived. Thousands upon thousands of people went to the Eastern Immortal Realm. One person slaughtered all living things, exterminated them as gods and gods. Nearly half of the hundreds of thousands died. The Eastern Immortal Sect has changed its name to Dongji, and is standing proudly in the middle of the world! "

Meng xiaotian had just finished reading a book and couldn't help but to think of the things that Eastfall had told him about before.

"This senior surnamed Peng must have obtained some incredible lucky chance, which is why he was able to pout around us in one night!" Meng xiaotian thought.

At this time, Meng xiaotian suddenly remembered the old man's words.

Good!

Looking at the majority of the remaining ancient scrolls, Meng xiaotian couldn't help but feel a headache. These ancient scrolls couldn't be scanned with their consciousness at all times, and if one wasn't careful, they would immediately destroy all the scrolls, thinking that on the wall of the Blood Pavilion, there was a saying: "No one is allowed to sweep with their divine sense.

Meng xiaotian was even more careful when he read it. He did not forget that if his destructive consciousness did not increase along with his cultivation, his control over it would have increased as well, which was why he did not dare to use his consciousness to check it!

Based on Meng xiaotian's speed, it would take at least a month before he could finish reading through all the books in this pile.

"..." Sigh, looks like I have to find a chance in the future! " Meng xiaotian sighed to the sky and continued to read. Furthermore, all of these books had names, for cultivation techniques and the like, he directly ESC them, specifically looking at things like strange intents, or secrets of other sects.

In this way, Meng xiaotian's speed would become much faster. According to this ratio, Meng xiaotian only needed a week's time to finish reading all of them.

"Swish!" I forgot! And to the left! " Meng xiaotian almost couldn't react for a moment as he was too focused on the right hand, if it was the left hand …

"This sovereign!" When the Meng xiaotian called out, the original body of the Meng xiaotian was jolted out of his meditative state.

This kind of temporary separation would not cause too much harm to Meng xiaotian, so if it was carried out simultaneously on both sides, then the speed would definitely increase by a lot, at most, it would consume some of the strength of his mind, furthermore, at most, he would be able to eat some medicine, at most, it would be fine. If not for him being unable to split up, Meng xiaotian would want to make a pair of his clones, and he would be able to see the entire place in an instant!

Thus, the Meng xiaotian began to live a tirelessly and painstakingly life.

At the edge of the Eastern Extreme Earth, in a dark mountain range, the sound of the heaven and earth shaking rang out. At the edge of the Eastern Lands, in a dark mountain range, the sound of the heaven and earth shaking rang out.

After this shock lasted for about half an incense stick of time, countless black figures emerged from the forest.

The black-clothed people were all wearing black masks. Their masks were made of a special material and had the effect of isolating consciousness. Even their clothes had the effect of isolating consciousness.

All of them had powerful auras, the weakest of which was at the Foundation Establishment stage!

But now, they were all obediently standing there, as if they were primary school students listening to a lecture.

A berserk voice sounded in the hearts of all the men in black.

"Kill!" Slaughter all the cultivators of Dongji Clan and steal them! Snatch all of Dongji's treasures! The woman who snatched, the woman who stole Dongji! Cauldron! The gains from this battle will all belong to you! "

In that instant, all of the black-robed cultivators' eyes were completely bloodshot. They panted, and killing intent exploded out from their bodies. Each and every one of their gazes were sharp, and they radiated a demonic aura.0

"Little Gou Jun! Please! " In the sky, a blurry figure bowed and said.

"Little Turtle Sovereign, don't worry! I, Tian Zhong Gou, will definitely kill all of the people from Dongji Clan and take back all of our territory! " A voice sounded, full of confidence.

"Alright then!" I, Little Turtle Xiang, hereby vow that all warriors will become famous and serve the Barbarian Emperor! " However, in his heart, he was cursing the heavens, "Baji, you forked ditch in the middle of the field! If it wasn't for you snatching it away from me, I would be leading the warriors now!"

Of course, as a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, the small turtle named Watanabe could be considered an old fox. With a big smile on its face and the approval in its heart, this was already a characteristic of an old fox!

"Let's go!" Kill the chicken and give it to me! " The small ditch in the farmlands did not seem to notice the expression of the small turtle beside the ferry. With a slogan in his mouth, he rushed up to the turtle.

At this time, Meng xiaotian, who was lighting a lamp to boil oil and was wholeheartedly studying, felt his heart tremble.

This kind of feeling, was something that he had developed over a long period of time through constant fighting. The aura that rose in his heart and the feeling of slaughter, Meng xiaotian knew that something must have happened somewhere!

Otherwise, with his cultivation level, such a situation wouldn't have happened.

Either something had happened to his family and friends, or …

Meng xiaotian's clone and original body came out at the same time and stood at the entrance to the third floor, looking at each other.

"There's a war!" Two bodies opened their mouths at the same time!

At the same time, Dong Fangqing, who was meditating at the back mountain of the Eastern Ji Sect, suddenly opened his eyes with a head full of white hair.

"I planted a seed and it finally bore fruit … Today is a harvest day … " He muttered to himself...

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