Begin immortality by slaying demons

Banshan Sect, inner gate.

When the sky was turbulent, a group of Bai Yujing strong men appeared one after another with tired expressions and injuries.

Two of them even fell into a semi-conscious state and needed help from others.

This is undoubtedly a reflection of what happened after a fierce battle.

But the elders who stayed behind in the sect looked at Yan Chongzhang at the front with some surprise.

Under the leadership of Daozi, it can be said that the Banshan Master Sect dispatched most of their strong men to annihilate the Diming Nether Python clan. Although they don't look good now, at least everyone is back alive.

According to these Banshan Sect elders’ understanding of the strength of the group of ghost pythons.

To achieve this great victory, it can be seen that several Nanhong Daozi must have put in a lot of effort.

But...what about the harvest?

Didn't he go to capture the young master of the Underworld Python alive? Could it be that the situation was too tense and he accidentally killed him?

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts suddenly sank.

As the saying goes, to scare the snake away, as soon as word spreads about the Mountain Moving Sect's attack on the Youbo, the nearby monsters will inevitably become more vigilant. If they want to complete the tasks assigned by the Emperor Sect of the Infinite Dao, the Mountain Moving Sect may have to pay a higher price.

That's all, I can only take this opportunity to gain a relationship with this top giant, which is not too bad.

Just as they were thinking about it, everyone suddenly noticed that the great elder's face was ashen, and something was obviously wrong.

"I won't make irresponsible remarks behind your back. If you come with me, I will sue you in front of you."

Yang Yunheng finally endured his anger and returned to the sect. He waved his sleeves angrily, grabbed Yan Chongzhang's arm and rushed forward. He looked more like a martial artist than an elder of the immortal sect.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang glanced at the old man helplessly, but without struggling, he followed him towards the back of the mountain.

"How about leaving?" Bai Wu glanced tentatively to the side.

No matter how steady Wei Yuanzhou is, there is still a hint of embarrassment in his eyes at this moment. He never thought that he and others just came to Xihong to ask for help, but they could cause the elders of the Banshan Sect and Daozi to be at odds.

If there hadn't been a definite response to the request for help, he would have really wanted to leave.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

The two people who were most devoted to the sect actually fell out in front of outsiders over a strange monk they had just met.

If you want to blame... then you can only blame Sect Leader Shen for being too good.

I just don’t know if this excellence can be recognized by the master of Banshan Sect. If not, then even if Taoist Yan is unwilling to break his promise, he may not have much say in aiding Nanhong.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuanzhou looked helplessly towards the back of the mountain.

The clear spring in the back mountain.

The lean old man in linen clothes sat on the ground, as if he was sitting in a state of immortality. There was no breath coming out of his body, just like a dead stone.

Behind him, Yang Yunheng kept chattering about the previous encounters. When he got angry, he couldn't help stamping his feet, blowing his beard and staring: "How can a big matter in the sect be such a child's play! Daozi, he didn't even talk to me. Let’s discuss it!”

The First Elder admitted that Shen Xiaoyou was very extraordinary, and even he admired him quite a lot, but he did not go to the extent of risking the life and death of the entire sect with the young man.

What exactly does Yan Chongzhang want to do? Since he is so generous, why not just give up the position of Daozi and let Shen Xiaoyou take the seat?

"What do you think and what are your plans?"

When the leader of the Moving Mountain Sect opened his eyes, it was like a stone suddenly came to life.

He didn't look back, and there was no emotion or anger in his voice.

Even if the matter involves the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, the leader of the Moving Mountain Sect is not panicked. He just wants to know what extraordinary thing the disciple he personally trained discovered, so that he would make such a ridiculous decision.

To be honest, he was a little numb because he had seen too many weird and mysterious things. His expectations for the young monk from Nanhong were not even as high as those of the great elder Yang Yunheng.

The reason why he felt so calm was simply because of his trust in his disciple.

"Come on, tell me!" Yang Yunheng took two steps back and stood with his arms folded.

Yan Chongzhang did not argue with the old man, even though the other man's attitude was very bad, which was not the tone that an elder should have towards Daozi at all.

Because he knew very well how incomprehensible his actions were, and any monk who cared about the Mountain Moving Sect would be outraged.

And what he will do next is even more ridiculous, so ridiculous that everyone thinks he is crazy.

Yan Chongzhang took a deep breath, suddenly took a step back, bent over, and raised his fists above his head: "I want... to ask Shen Xiaoyou to replace Chongzhang and be my Taoist Master of Mountain Moving Sect."

"..."

This time, even the leader of the Moving Mountain Sect was silent for a long time. He slowly turned around and said, "Little friend Shen? You don't even know his name."

Taking in Yan Chongzhang's serious look, the old man in sackcloth took a deep breath: "What's the reason?"

"call."

Under Yang Yunheng's completely stunned gaze, Yan Chongzhang stood up straight again and laughed at himself: "That mountain is the foundation of our sect, but it belongs to Shen Xiaoyou. I am really worried that he will take the Wuming Mountain away... "

The world of a sect transformed by a giant in the Hedao Realm should be as indifferent as the real world. Even if the Bishan Sect is a little different and prefers to call itself a martial arts practitioner and is more popular, it will still be affected to a greater or lesser extent. There are rarely too many emotional waves.

However, after hearing these words, the Banshan Sect Leader raised his hand and almost couldn't help but slap him in the face.

Okay, okay, I just went out and gave my most precious thing to someone else!

"Why?" The old man in hemp clothes suppressed his anger and pressed his palm down again.

"He has already mastered the Divine Mountain Method..." Yan Chongzhang's face was bitter.

As soon as he said this, the fingertips of the Banshan Sect Master moved slightly, and then he looked up. He finally knew why his disciple showed such an attitude.

This is a manifestation of being deeply hit and his heart of Taoism being damaged.

Thinking of this, the expression of the Banshan Sect Master finally eased a little, and a heavy and harmonious aura slowly emerged from his body, which was the perfect Divine Mountain Method.

He whispered to comfort: "What if he has mastered it? At the level of a master, this is just an ordinary skill, which doesn't mean anything. Besides, you have also mastered it, and he just got started faster."

Of course, this was a bit against his will. After all, these details are enough to show the huge gap between talents.

But compared to an outsider, the old man in hemp clothes didn't want his disciple to have any knots because of this.

He stood up, forced out a faint smile, and reached out to pat Yan Chongzhang's thick shoulders.

"No... not entry, his current attainment of Shenyue Fa is already at the same level as yours." Yan Chongzhang raised his head and explained a little.

Before he finished speaking, Yan Daozi suddenly found that the palm on his shoulder slowly stopped, then clenched, making a creaking sound.

The leader of the Banshan Sect looked into the distance in silence, which was the direction of the Nameless Mountain.

A complex color emerged in his deep eyes, and then turned into a trace of resentment.

If it took three days to break through the first layer of the secret treasure, it might be that the little cultivator surnamed Shen used some means, then in such a short time, he practiced the Shenyue Fa to the perfect state.

If this has nothing to do with the Nameless Mountain, he, Zhang, will eat the mountain!

After many years of companionship, it is still not as good as the word fate!

He quickly retracted his palm, turned around, and became calm again: "So what? Why are you so anxious? Master asked you why you are so anxious? I have always warned you to be calm, but you have thrown it all behind your head?"

"The mountain is still here, still in the Banshan Sect."

"He begged us to come and see... not us begging him!" At the end, the Banshan Sect Master's face twitched.

Yan Chongzhang silently looked at his master's back and whispered: "Master, I don't seem to be anxious."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his master's hands behind his back clenched again!

The Banshan Sect Master turned around and glanced at him coldly: "It's not like you haven't seen the mountain before. After discovering the mystery, can you suppress your emotions?"

"When he comes back, if you still look like this, people will underestimate the Banshan Sect, and you will not be able to keep the young monk, don't blame me for asking you to recall the exquisiteness of my palm method!"

Then the Banshan Sect Master sneered: "Hehe, what's more, this is his mountain..."

He sat down cross-legged again, and said calmly but firmly: "You go and prepare first. He will definitely come back in a few days at most."

As long as there is bait in hand, there is no reason to worry about the fish not taking the bait.

This apprentice is still too young and still needs to be tempered.

...

Between the vast ocean of Xihong.

Shen Yi walked on the sword, closed his eyes, and recalled the map given by the Banshan Sect in his mind.

With his terrifying memory, no details will be missed.

But the more he recalled, the more Shen Yi frowned.

The Banshan Sect is quite large, and the ones that caught their eye and were worth recording were at least the big demon tribes with Bai Yujing in charge.

This was originally a good thing.

But the situation in Xihong was somewhat beyond Shen Yi's expectations.

The Banshan Sect marked the intricate relationships behind each demon tribe in detail, making the entire map like a densely packed net. If you count them carefully, they either have the background of the Dragon Palace or are blessed by the great demons of the Hedao Realm.

Some of them are even related to the Immortal Sect.

This is fundamentally different from the clear distinction between the monks and the demon tribes in Nanhong, which is like a pot of chaos.

It is difficult for Shen Yi to tell whether the place he intends to go to is dangerous or not.

This is not Nanhong, there is no Hedao treasure land for him to take shelter, and there are no several Hedao Realm sect masters to help deter others. Once something unexpected happens, he has almost no retreat and backhand.

"My Lord, there is the breath of aquatic creatures ahead."

At this moment, Yu Lan, who was quietly following behind Shen Yi, reminded him softly, and then quietly returned to the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

She was a fire-type bird demon, and she was born with a keener sense of aquatic creatures.

This South Hall Master was not like Ke Shisan and Wu Jun, who had a name in the Dragon Palace, so she could accompany him for the time being, and the demonic breath on her body also made it easier for Shen Yi to confuse his identity.

It seemed to verify Yu Lan's statement.

In an instant, the water surface in the distance suddenly rolled up, and a majestic black-backed dragon emerged from the water, raising huge waves dozens of feet high.

It wore a cold metal similar to a horse bit, and its wet black scales shone brightly. Just on its dragon spine, a tall figure stood holding the reins.

It was wearing silver-white armor and a long cape. It was a young man with two horns on his head, and his cultivation level was about the ninth level of Return to Void.

He first looked Shen Yi up and down, his eyes swept over the other's black shirt and black flying sword, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes instinctively.

But when he sensed the powerful cultivation that the black-shirted young man was faintly exuding, he still loosened the reins and clasped his fists earnestly, saying: "Xigong Longsun, Qi Laojiu, on the orders of Xigong, is here to welcome all the Taoist friends who come to celebrate the birthday."

"Daoist friends, please come this way."

After saying that, Qi Laojiu waved his hand casually, and the water surface quickly parted, and then it was like a long bridge, leading to the deep sea.

"..."

When he heard the word "celebrate the birthday", Shen Yi's slightly raised palm quietly stagnated, and then dropped it back again, and lightly tapped his chin as if nothing had happened.

He seemed to have inexplicably broken into something related to the Dragon Palace.

Celebrating birthdays, especially for demons... Although it happened once after leaving the Nanyang treasure land, Shen Yi actually liked it.

Although he was not arrogant enough to think that he could hold a banquet in the West Dragon Palace, it would be better if he could get to know more demons who came to celebrate the birthday and return together... than to rush directly into the unknown depth of the demon clan cave.

At the same time.

Qi Laojiu was also observing the changes in Shen Yi's expression.

As the grandson of the West Palace Dragon, those who could be received by him were all well-known people in Xihong. As for this one, judging from his clothes and the magic weapons he used, they all seemed a bit shabby compared to the other party's cultivation.

Either he was a very talented casual cultivator, or the ancestor of a small sect, but he changed his appearance by some means.

Looking at the young man's taciturn attitude, he also had some arrogance that he had not seen much of the world.

Qi Laojiu was qualified to make this evaluation.

Because a cultivator who ascended to Baiyujing might be an extremely remarkable existence in other places, but in front of the West Dragon Palace, it was actually nothing.

It is estimated that he heard the news of the Dragon Concubine's birthday celebration from somewhere, and wanted to come and join in. Maybe he didn't even have an invitation.

"Daoyou?" Qi Laojiu called again.

Shen Yi pondered for a moment, feeling the three hall masters in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, and the Youmang Zhenshi whose strength surpassed the four city monks, and felt more confident.

Finally, he looked up and said casually: "Thank you."

If he didn't dare to go here or there, why not just go back to Nanhong.

"Daoyou are welcome."

Qi Laojiu waved his hand again, and a wave of water surged and fell at Shen Yi's feet, gently guiding him into the water.

Until he completely entered the water.

Shen Yi looked back and found that Qi Laojiu did not follow him, so he called Yu Lan again, signaling the other party to act separately and inquire ahead. If there is really any situation, it is better to inform him in advance.

After making these preparations, he put his mind on the bottom of the water.

I saw that the long bridge of water released by Qi Laojiu seemed to be connected to other places.

After entering a deep place.

Shen Yi actually saw many figures walking together, all walking on the river waves, talking and laughing as they headed in the same direction.

Among them were cultivators and demons.

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows, not quite used to it, and that was why he spotted a "kindred spirit" in the crowd with his sharp eyes.

It was a girl in casual clothes, with outstanding appearance and temperament, without any identity mark on her body.

She obviously came from a certain sect, and lowered her eyes slightly to hide her displeasure.

Shen Yi retracted his gaze, and had no intention of recognizing the other party.

Mainly because they were not familiar with each other.

They only rode together for a while when they left Nanhong.

I still remember that it seemed to be the Daozi of the Bihai Sect, but I was not sure what his name was.

For Shen Yi, there was only one most important thing now.

That is to find out whose birthday party it is. After all, he has made an enemy in Xihong. Fairy Baohua is barely a normal person, but the elder of Baohua Sect who communicated with her using jade slips before is obviously connected to the West Dragon Palace. What if he betrayed some information to the Dragon Palace...

But there is no need to scare yourself. It shouldn't be such a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi listened carefully to the conversations around him.

However, when he heard the first sentence, he instinctively raised his eyes.

"Do you think Long Ye will come back to celebrate Long Fei's birthday?"

"Come back? He dares."

"I heard that he has found an excuse to go to Nanhong and is avoiding the limelight."

You know, this is on the territory of the West Dragon Palace. Although several cultivators lowered their voices, they were obviously not afraid of being heard by others.

It is enough to show that the fact that the master of the Qi family is afraid of his wife is no longer a secret in Xihong.

"..."

Shen Yi followed the flow of the water, his expression was normal, only a little complicated flashed in his eyes.

It was okay, although it was indeed a bit of a coincidence, but at least the dragon demon comparable to the Hedao realm was not there. As for this dragon concubine, to put it bluntly, even if she really knew that I had killed the snake demon in Xiaojiabao, she would still have to thank me.

Jokes aside.

Shen Yi also knew why the Taoist of the Bihai Sect had an ugly face before.

The leader of the Qi family dragon sons was leading his troops to Nanhong to deal with the seven sons. As a Taoist of the sect, he had to waste time on celebrating his wife's birthday. No one could stand it.