The next day.

Morning sunshine.

Sprinkle to the calm lake in the desert.

Like a magnificent gem, a layer of hazy colorful glow almost reflected.

The colorful glow reflected into the air, and was blocked by a thin light curtain, turning into a dreamy and illusory glow.

It seems that there is a layer of formation light curtain covering several miles of radius centered on the lake. This area is slightly smaller than Dingquan Lake, but the richness of spiritual energy is several times more than that.

It seems that because of the existence of this lake, white clouds actually floated above this desert.

The white clouds are reflected in the lake, and the little bits are revealed...

"My wife... I've worked hard all night." Zhu Zishan pulled Bai Yunting in his arms and stroked her hair.

"Why did you say this? I am the leader of this sect and you are just helping me."

"You and I are one, why should we be so polite?" Zhu Zishan said with a smile.

"What's the name for such beautiful here?" Bai Yunting asked.

"Just call it Yunjing Lake." Zhu Zishan said casually.

"What do you think about the spiritual veins of Yunjing Lake?"

"While breathing and breathing for your husband, spiritual energy can be replenished naturally. The spiritual energy here is no less than that of Little Snake Island than Tianchi Mountain, but it is far less than that of Big Snake Island." Zhu Zishan said after pondering for a moment.

"Can the Great Snake Island reach the middle-grade spiritual vein?" Bai Yunting showed a longing look on her face.

"It shouldn't be there yet, but I guess it's close." Zhu Zishan said with a deep thought.

"Husband... This place is a low-grade spiritual vein after all. It would be a waste if the mountain protection formation only sets up third-level formations. I want to try to set up fourth-level formations. By then, with the power of the magic array, the spiritual energy here may be able to reach another level." Bai Yunting said with a burning gaze.

"The fourth-level mountain protection formation will be comprehended for a long time." Zhu Zishan said after pondering for a moment.

"Indeed." Bai Yunting nodded and said.

"It's better to arrange a third-level mountain protection formation first, and then slowly upgrade it to a fourth-level." Zhu Zishan suggested.

"So it should be! Moreover, the third-level mountain protection formation should be mainly hidden inspirations. After all, this place is in the depths of the desert, and there are generally no foreign monks coming. The main danger is that it is a monster." Bai Yunting said after pondering for a moment.

"White Snake... Although you and I practice the Tongxin Art can quickly improve your cultivation, it cannot increase your understanding of the Great Dao. Just by cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to break through the Golden Pill. If you can use this spiritual vein to arrange a fourth-level mountain protection formation, it will be unspeakable for you to understand the Great Dao." Zhu Zishan encouraged.

Hearing Zhu Zishan's affirmative words, Bai Yunting nodded firmly.

"It's just that my husband has taken a long time to arrange the fourth-level magic array. I'm afraid I don't have the time to improve my cultivation with my husband." Bai Yunting said hesitantly.

"It's okay... I have something to do for my husband during this period." Zhu Zishan said after pondering for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yunting asked in surprise.

"I was wondering how the three sea snake demons were so powerful." Zhu Zishan turned his hand and appeared in his hand with a pair of fanged daggers.

At this time, the wild boar's fangs had just grown, and it was still in its small baby teeth. It looked like a pair of daggers. At this time, this pair of fang daggers can only be used as top-grade magic weapons at most and cannot be regarded as magic weapons.

After Zhu Zishan survived the thunder tribulation, the pair of fanged flying swords obtained was extremely sharp. Those who could fight head-on can dismantle the magical powers of the mountain-destroying swords triggered by the mountain-destroying swords are definitely considered a pair of magic weapon flying swords with good quality.

Although the three sea snake monsters with the help of the power of the sea, their aura was comparable to the fifth level, but their strength should be only a fourth level monster.

A breath of a fourth-level monster could actually directly destroy Zhu Zishan's pair of fangs flying swords. This matter has been lingering in Zhu Zishan's heart for a long time and it is hard to let go.

"As far as I know, the strength of the monster is very related to bloodline. The three sea snake demons can tell that their bloodline is extraordinary by looking at their appearance. It is completely possible to have the strength comparable to the fifth-level monster in the ocean with the help of the power of the sea..."

"The sand scorpion demon Gou Lijun is also of extraordinary blood. Although it has just passed the thunder tribulation, it is just a fourth-level monster, but if it uses the power of the desert, it may not be able to have the strength comparable to the fifth-level monster." Bai Yunting said with a serious expression.

Although the division of monster levels corresponds to the level of human monks, it also has corresponding abbreviations.

The one who has not become a demon pill is the first level, the one who is the second level, and the one who is the demon soul realm is the third level;

The demon cultivator in the early stage of the Thunder Tribulation Realm is at the fourth level, the fifth level in the middle stage, and the sixth level in the late stage;

The early stage of transformation is the seventh order, the middle stage is the eighth order, and the late stage of transformation is the ninth order;

The monster that breaks through the transformation of gods is at the tenth level.

"Because the bloodline and environment are adapted to each other, the strength can be improved by one level." Zhu Zishan said with a deep thought.

"It should be...husband, your bloodline?"

"A husband is just a native wild boar monster with normal bloodlines and only such strength in any environment." Zhu Zishan admitted generously.

"It is not easy for your husband to cultivate to such a state with the bloodline of an ordinary wild boar demon." Bai Yunting sighed.

"Is it bloodline? It's not like it!" Zhu Zishan looked at the fanged dagger in his hand, shook his head and said.

"What do you think your husband?" Bai Yunting asked.

"I'm a little suspicious, but I'm not sure yet." Just as Zhu Zishan frowned and thought, he suddenly turned around and looked into the depths of the desert.

In a place out of sight.

Zhu Zishan's spiritual sense sensed a team of uninvited guests.

About ten miles away.

The white sand-pack beast came straight towards the lake with a caravan of more than ten people.

The Sand Pack Beast is known as the God of Desert. As long as you follow the Sand Pack Beast, the desert walker will never lose his direction and will always find the source of water in the boundless desert in time.

The water veins here were originally hidden deep underground, so the sand-pack beasts would not come here. Now the water veins have been enlightened.

A new desert oasis emerged in the Chihai Desert. Although Bai Yunting arranged a magic array to isolate spiritual energy overnight, it could not stop the sand-pack beast from almost miraculously sensing the desert water source.

After a moment.

Zhou Yunlei and a group of disciples set out from Jingyun Lake and were ordered to block the caravan.

About five miles away.

"Well!"

A young man wrapped in a sand-proof headscarf grabbed the reins of the camel beast and stopped the desert god who led the way.

The boy's eyes blinked.

In the long yellow sand.

A group of people rushed towards them quickly.

The young man hurried to the middle of the team and said to an old man: "Uncle! There seems to be a team of people ahead."

"Eight out of ten people can meet in this desert, and most of them are merchants from our Thirteen Gangs of Desert. Let me go and have a while."

The old man rode a camel to the team before he saw a team and rushed towards them quickly.

The old man took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "The yellow sand in the desert is blocked in autumn, the north road of Monanguan is long, and the old man Luyang, I wonder where the fellow Taoists on the opposite side are going to?"

However, the person on the other side did not respond, but instead accelerated his pace.

Seeing this scene, Luyang was shocked.

"Search the guy!"

Luyang shouted to the people behind him.

However, it's too late.

There was a rumbling sound.

A purple lightning flashed towards him.

After the lightning.

Zhou Yunlei's tall figure stood in the air.

Everyone in the desert caravan was stunned without exception.

The sand-pack beast and camel knelt on the ground and shivered...

When Luyang, the leader of the caravan, woke up again, his people had become prisoners and all the goods were confiscated.

"Fellow Daoist Lu... My name is Zhou Yunlei. We are monks from Baishi Valley. This area is a hundred miles in radius. Now it is the territory of my Baishi Valley. I have newly built Baishi Valley and will not trade with others for the time being..."
Chapter completed!