Aiming for the Immortal Path

Looking at the mountain-protecting formation that was constantly fluctuating in the sky, everyone's hearts in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect, regardless of their level of cultivation, unconsciously rose to their throats.

At the top of the mountain, outside the main hall of the sect, the beard and hair on the face of the sect leader Xi Longxuan trembled unconsciously, and his brows were furrowed deeper than anyone else's.

Every fluctuation of the mountain guarding formation in the air was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest.

"Then Chen San had the Amulet of Light secretly gifted by this sect leader, and he is cunning. If he is in danger, he will definitely be able to escape regardless of whether something happens to Duotian Gong and Old Man Qiao."

"If it is really safe, even if he does not plan to return to the sect, there is at least an 80-90% chance that he will go to the evil path."

"It's just... would that person really take action? How credible is what he said back then?"

Xi Longxuan's eyes were deep and his thoughts were constantly flowing.

"Sect Master, this is not the way to go. Could it be that... we really can only sit here and wait for death?" Next to Xi Longxuan, an elder with a Jindan stage cultivation level and a wrinkled face couldn't help but speak, his voice trembled when he spoke. , unable to conceal the fear in his heart. .??.

In the mortal world, if people age, 50% of them will be afraid of death!

The same is true for monks in the world of immortality. After finally cultivating to the golden elixir stage, no one wants to die easily.

When the Jindanqi elder spoke, many people focused their attention on Xi Longxuan and echoed his words.

"If I remember correctly, there should be a secret magic circle in the sect that can allow us to escape from here?"

"The situation is critical now. I hope the sect master can give the order to activate the magic circle and let everyone leave!"

"Yes, no matter what, it's better to escape one by one than to die here!!"

Hearing the voice ringing in his ears, Xi Longxuan's expression froze while he was meditating, and his face gradually became ugly.

Being timid before fighting is a taboo anywhere!

Before Xi Longxuan could speak, a slightly fat monk said angrily: "Huh! Let everyone leave? I think we should let you leave? The sect's secret magic circle is not originally prepared for escape. Just open the magic circle. How many people will be lost if we leave? With so many monks present, who should we give up?”

The wrinkled old man in the golden elixir stage continued to speak, "What should we give up? It all depends on our abilities! The road goes its own way. How can we control so much at this time?"

"Fart! After all, you are all strong men, how can it be that you only know how to escape every day? If you are willing to give up anything in order to survive, no matter what, how can you be an immortal in such a state of mind? Today is the chance for you to leave alive. In the future, everyone will Even if you die, you will become a demon in your heart!"

"That's right! Elder Ouyang is right! If the people of the Zhao Dynasty really break through the inner gate mountain guarding formation, they will have to fight to the death. In this world... who can survive without death?"

On the top of the mountain, the crowd started arguing with each other, and the voices kept ringing. During the conversation, two completely different voices became clearer and clearer, and among the many golden elixir stage monks present, two distinct factions appeared invisibly.

To be more precise, there should be three factions, and a considerable number of Golden Core Stage monks are not in a hurry to express their position.

It's just that... only less than half of the monks who have the courage to face a life-and-death crisis and are still afraid of fearless monks like the obese monk Ouyang Yi.

"That's enough! Don't you still think the jokes are not enough? Faced with a life and death crisis, the Huanxing Sect, which used to be the leader of the five major forces in Muyun Prefecture, actually broke out in internal strife?"

Seeing that the two sides were getting more and more angry as they talked, and everyone was at war with each other, with a strong tendency to take action, Xi Longxuan then shouted at everyone with a straight face.

As soon as these words came out, the mountaintop suddenly became quiet.

Xi Longxuan's eyes fell on the wrinkled old monk, "Mr. Pei, you are also a veteran of the Huanxing Sect. You should know what the Huanxing Sect needs most right now."

"Panic...can't solve any problem. Don't worry, this sect leader has made other arrangements. It will take as soon as three days or as slowly as five days. There will be results."

"If no one comes to help by then, this sect leader will open the secret magic circle. We must not... let the sect's fire be ruined in Xi's hands!"

Xi Longxuan changed the subject and tried to calm down the wrinkled monk's emotions, but he could not hide the tiredness in his eyes.

As the leader of Huanxing Sect, he hopes that nothing will happen to the sect more than anyone else. After years of planning, it took a lot of effort to completely suppress the Xingtang lineage, but he didn't expect that such a crisis would follow.

The dispute between the two lines has already caused many top golden elixir experts within the sect to either disappear or perish. Nowadays, the Huanxing Sect has many Golden Core Stage cultivators, but there are not many who can really be reused.

From the moment he was attacked at the outer gate to now, he has never felt such a heavy burden on him.

The monk surnamed Pei looked at Xi Longxuan, nodded slightly after a moment, and said with a smile: "Since the sect master has other plans, I should obey the sect master's arrangements."

"Actually, everyone has the same purpose. No one is afraid of a battle with the Great Zhao Dynasty. But facing a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, no one wants to sacrifice in vain. The Huan Star Sect has thousands of years of inheritance, and naturally I don't want to end it."

The monk surnamed Pei borrowed the donkey from the slope and said a few words lightly, and the emotions of many golden elixir masters behind him were temporarily calmed down.

Seeing this, Xi Longxuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue to cast his gaze on the fluctuating formation in the air.

But that's it.

"Ah...Fang Xiong, what are you doing...Pfft..."

At the foot of the mountain, at the position closest to the mountain-protecting formation, a foundation-building monk who was responsible for monitoring and paying attention to the operation of the formation was suddenly attacked by fellow monks beside him.

The voice broke through the air and penetrated the clouds, resounding throughout the mountain forest. Before the words could be heard, the monk had already fallen to the ground, his body was cut off at the waist, and he could no longer die.

The same scene happened everywhere in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect.

However, in the blink of an eye, more than ten Huanxing Sect foundation-building monks were killed in the sneak attack. There were five more golden elixir stage monks who were also attacked by surprise.

However, as a golden elixir stage monk, his reaction is naturally much faster, even if he is caught off guard and may be slightly or seriously injured. But when they realized what was happening, the injured people made a quick decision, fought and retreated, and flew to the top of the mountain to ask for help from the sect leader Xi Longxuan.

"Sect Master, help!"

"Someone attacked us and tried to break the mountain guard formation from the inside!"

"No! I...I don't want to die!"

Sounds came from the air, and streams of light were flying towards them.

The voice was full of anxiety, and some people's bodies exploded before they finished speaking, leaving only the golden elixir being taken away, and they helplessly expressed their final and unwilling sorrow.

On the top of the mountain, I saw Xi Longxuan's face rising again and again, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.

"Hmph! You, the young ones, dare to be so arrogant in the Huanxing Sect. You are simply looking for death!"

Looking angrily at the several golden elixir stage monks who attacked him, Xi Longxuan's body surged with true energy. Looking at the mountain-protecting formation that was constantly fluctuating in the sky, everyone's hearts in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect, regardless of their level of cultivation, unconsciously rose to their throats.

At the top of the mountain, outside the main hall of the sect, the beard and hair on the face of the sect leader Xi Longxuan trembled unconsciously, and his brows were furrowed deeper than anyone else's.

Every fluctuation of the mountain guarding formation in the air was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest.

"Then Chen San had the Amulet of Light secretly gifted by this sect leader, and he is cunning. If he is in danger, he will definitely be able to escape regardless of whether something happens to Duotian Gong and Old Man Qiao."

"If it is really safe, even if he does not plan to return to the sect, there is at least an 80-90% chance that he will go to the evil path."

"It's just... would that person really take action? How credible is what he said back then?"

Xi Longxuan's eyes were deep and his thoughts were constantly flowing.

"Sect Master, this is not the way to go. Could it be that... we really can only sit here and wait for death?" Next to Xi Longxuan, an elder with a Jindan stage cultivation level and a wrinkled face couldn't help but speak, his voice trembled when he spoke. , unable to conceal the fear in his heart.

In the mortal world, if people age, 50% of them will be afraid of death!

The same is true for monks in the world of immortality. After finally cultivating to the golden elixir stage, no one wants to die easily.

When the Jindanqi elder spoke, many people focused their attention on Xi Longxuan and echoed his words.

"If I remember correctly, there should be a secret magic circle in the sect that can allow us to escape from here?"

"The situation is critical now. I hope the sect master can give the order to activate the magic circle and let everyone leave!"

"Yes, no matter what, it's better to escape one by one than to die here!!"

Hearing the voice ringing in his ears, Xi Longxuan's expression froze while he was meditating, and his face gradually became ugly.

Being timid before fighting is a taboo anywhere!

Before Xi Longxuan could speak, a slightly fat monk said angrily: "Huh! Let everyone leave? I think we should let you leave? The sect's secret magic circle is not originally prepared for escape. Just open the magic circle. How many people will be lost if we leave? With so many monks present, who should we give up?”

The wrinkled old man in the golden elixir stage continued to speak, "What should we give up? It all depends on our abilities! The road goes its own way. How can we control so much at this time?"

"Fart! After all, you are all strong men, how can it be that you only know how to escape every day? If you are willing to give up anything in order to survive, no matter what, how can you be an immortal in such a state of mind? Today is the chance for you to leave alive. In the future, everyone will Even if you die, you will become a demon in your heart!"

"That's right! Elder Ouyang is right! If the people of the Zhao Dynasty really break through the inner gate mountain guarding formation, they will have to fight to the death. In this world... who can survive without death?"

On the top of the mountain, the crowd started arguing with each other, and the voices kept ringing. During the conversation, two completely different voices became clearer and clearer, and among the many golden elixir stage monks present, two distinct factions appeared invisibly.

To be more precise, there should be three factions, and a considerable number of Golden Core Stage monks are not in a hurry to express their position.

It's just that... only less than half of the monks who have the courage to face a life-and-death crisis and are still afraid of fearless monks like the obese monk Ouyang Yi.

"That's enough! Don't you still think the jokes are not enough? Faced with a life and death crisis, the Huanxing Sect, which used to be the leader of the five major forces in Muyun Province, actually broke out in internal strife?"

Seeing that the two sides were getting more and more angry as they talked, and everyone was at war with each other, with a strong tendency to take action, Xi Longxuan then shouted at everyone with a straight face.

As soon as these words came out, the mountaintop suddenly became quiet.

Xi Longxuan's eyes fell on the wrinkled old monk, "Mr. Pei, you are also a veteran of the Huanxing Sect. You should know what the Huanxing Sect needs most right now."

"Panic...can't solve any problem. Don't worry, this sect leader has made other arrangements. It will take as soon as three days or as slowly as five days. There will be results."

"If no one comes to help by then, this sect leader will open the secret magic circle. We must not... let the sect's fire be ruined in Xi's hands!"

Xi Longxuan changed the subject and tried to calm down the wrinkled monk's emotions, but he could not hide the tiredness in his eyes.

As the leader of Huanxing Sect, he hopes that nothing will happen to the sect more than anyone else. After years of planning, it took a lot of effort to completely suppress the Xingtang lineage, but he didn't expect that such a crisis would follow.

The dispute between the two lines has already caused many top golden elixir experts within the sect to either disappear or perish. Nowadays, the Huanxing Sect has many Golden Core Stage cultivators, but there are not many who can really be reused.

From the moment he was attacked at the outer gate to now, he has never felt such a heavy burden on him.

The monk surnamed Pei looked at Xi Longxuan, nodded slightly after a moment, and said with a smile: "Since the sect master has other plans, I should obey the sect master's arrangements."

"Actually, everyone has the same purpose. No one is afraid of a battle with the Great Zhao Dynasty. But facing a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, no one wants to sacrifice in vain. The Huan Star Sect has thousands of years of inheritance, and naturally I don't want to end it."

The monk surnamed Pei borrowed the donkey from the slope and said a few words lightly, and the emotions of many golden elixir masters behind him were temporarily calmed down.

Seeing this, Xi Longxuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue to cast his gaze on the fluctuating formation in the air.

But that's it.

"Ah...Fang Xiong, what are you doing...Pfft..."

At the foot of the mountain, at the position closest to the mountain-protecting formation, a foundation-building monk who was responsible for monitoring and paying attention to the operation of the formation was suddenly attacked by fellow monks beside him.

The voice broke through the air and penetrated the clouds, resounding throughout the mountain forest. Before he could finish his words, the monk had already fallen to the ground, his body was cut off at the waist, and he could no longer die.

The same scene happened everywhere in the inner sect of Huanxing Sect.

However, in the blink of an eye, more than ten Huanxing Sect foundation-building monks were killed in the sneak attack. There were five more golden elixir stage monks who were also attacked by surprise.

However, as a golden elixir stage monk, his reaction is naturally much faster, even if he is caught off guard and may be slightly or seriously injured. But when they realized what was happening, the injured people made a quick decision, fought and retreated, and flew to the top of the mountain to ask for help from the sect leader Xi Longxuan.

"Sect Master, help!"

"Someone attacked us and tried to break the mountain guard formation from the inside!"

"No! I...I don't want to die!"

Sounds came from the air, and streams of light were flying towards them.

The voice was full of anxiety, and some people's bodies exploded before they finished speaking, leaving only the golden elixir being taken away, and they helplessly expressed their final and unwilling sorrow.

On the top of the mountain, I saw Xi Longxuan's face rising again and again, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.

"Hmph! You, the young ones, dare to act so arrogantly in the Huanxing Sect, you are simply looking for death!"

Looking angrily at the few golden elixir stage monks who attacked him, Xi Longxuan's body surged with true energy.