Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

Pingtianhou looked at this human monk who was in the early stage of Qi refining with a solemn expression.

The person who can break through Pinghaihou Feiguang's eight mirrors with one sword is by no means an ordinary person.

"Can."

At this time, Pingtianhou took back his sword.

The suppressed third-order spirit clams, third-order demon bears, and blood sea ancestors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's see what happens with this sword."

The old oil man slashed away with his sword.

This sword is simple, ethereal, and unremarkable.

However, Ping Tianhou, whose natal magical power is swordsmanship, could see at a glance that this sword move was extraordinary.

From this sword move, Ping Tianhou even felt a fatal and dangerous aura.

"As soon as this sword falls, you and I will perish together. How about we end this matter?" Ping Tianhou suddenly shouted to the old oil man.

"You cherish your life."

"When your cultivation reaches the level of you and me, there is really no need to fight for life or death."

"Within the Fairy Cat Valley's radius of ten thousand miles, no locusts are allowed to appear!"

"Can."

After saying that, Ping Tianhou began to retreat with the black locusts.

Ping Yehou wanted to get back his Eighteen Hells.

However, he saw that Pingtianhou had retreated.

Although I felt all kinds of dissatisfaction in my heart, I still had to retreat with the locust army.

The Immortal Cat Valley, whose life was hanging by a thread, was resolved in this way.

Seeing Ping Tianhou disappear, the old oil man finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell from the sky.

"Oh, my butt hurts so much." The old greasy man said, rubbing his butt.

Henry Zhang was covered in scars and flew to the old oil man's side.

Unexpectedly, when the Fairy Cat Valley was destroyed, the old oil man really came back.

Seeing the oily man again, Henry Zhang felt like crying with joy.

"Old greaser..."

"Hey, little friend, long time no see." The old oily man still looked cynical.

"Why did you come back?"

"My little friend, as soon as I heard that the Four Insect Lords were besieging the Immortal Cat Valley, I rushed from the sanctuary a million miles away. I just couldn't catch up. Do you think I was hiding aside, trying to succeed at the last moment? A hero!"

"By the way, can't you only use one sword? How come there is a second sword?"

"Who said I had a second sword? I wasn't trying to scare that Ping Tianhou."

"What if he wasn't scared?"

"Then we'll die together."

Henry Zhang looked at the old greasy man in front of him and said seriously: "This time you saved my Immortal Cat Valley, please accept my respect from Immortal Cat Valley."

After saying that, tens of thousands of monks in Immortal Cat Valley knelt down in unison.

"Get up, get up..." the old oil man said hurriedly.

Everyone stood up.

The old oil man glanced at Zhang Yuhuai who had turned into a ghost general, his eyes a little dodgey.

"Since there is nothing going on in Fairy Cat Valley now, let's say goodbye."

After saying that, the old oil man picked up his broken magic sword and left.

Henry Zhang took a few steps in a hurry.

"Stay." Henry Zhang shouted to the old oil man.

"What are you doing here? It's boring." The old oil man waved to Henry Zhang without stopping.

"I wonder if the oily senior is interested in the second-level spirit wine?"

"Second-order spiritual wine..." The old oily man's nose twitched twice, "You said there is a second-order spiritual wine in Fairy Cat Valley?"

"It's not available now, but it will be brewed soon."

He has more than three thousand strands of brewing spirit.

Although I don’t know the recipe for the wine, the Tao and the rhyme are similar. As long as we grasp the most fundamental problem, it is only a matter of time before we can brew a second-level spiritual wine.

"If that's the case, then I'll stay and taste a few sips of the second-order spirit wine." The old oily man said, licking his lips.

The monks in Fairy Cat Valley cheered that the old oil man could stay.

Collection within Fairy Cat Valley.

The Ten Old Saints.

The clan elders of the Immortal Cat Valley, Ziyuan Zhenren from Xingyi City, Iron Heart from the King's Fort, Ma Tianhe from Luo Xing Yuan, Qiu Boss from Bairen Pavilion, as well as the Twin Saint Demon Bears, the Blood Sea Ancestor and others who came to help. exist.

"Second clan elders, have the losses in this battle been calculated?" Zhang Xuan asked.

"It's already been counted."

"Tell me about it."

"This time, there are more than 65,000 monks participating in the war in Immortal Cat Valley, 25 foundation-building monks have fallen, 12,000 Qi-refining monks have died, six elders and seven elders from Zhangjiaji have fallen, 5 foundation-builders from Star Shift City have fallen, and 5 from Dawangbao have died. The foundations fell, and the 13 foundations of Luo Xingyuan fell."

"So many of the Luoxing original foundations have fallen?" Henry Zhang was also in disbelief.

"At the time of the war, there happened to be more than a dozen foundation-building battle circles in Luoxing Plain near Pingyehou. Pingyehou suddenly went crazy and used the Eighteen Hell Diagrams to harvest lives indiscriminately. Seven or eight people had no time to dodge and were captured by the Eighteen Hell Diagrams. Refining." Zhang Meng explained.

Ma Tianhe, the leader of the Luo Xing Yuan clan, said: "The Luo Xing Yuan monks may not be good at fighting, but they are definitely not afraid of death!"

"I owe this to Immortal Cat Valley. From now on, monk Luo Xingyuan will be able to freely enter and leave the island in the middle of the lake."

"Thank you, Mr. Ten Clan." Ma Tianhe said excitedly.

It is indeed inconvenient for more than 20,000 monks in Luoxing Plain to be crowded on the island in the middle of the lake.

If you can freely enter and leave the island in the middle of the lake in the future, you can rent spiritual fields, buy and sell them, and earn more cultivation resources.

"What about the death of Qi Refining monks from various forces?" Henry Zhang continued to ask.

"More than 6,000 Qi-refining monks died in Zhangjiaji, and now there are more than 40,000 left. More than 4,000 Qi-refining monks died in Luoxingyuan, and now there are more than 18,000 left. More than 500 Qi-refining monks died in Xingyicheng, and now there are more than 1,600 left. More than 400 Qi-refining monks died in Dawangbao, and now there are more than 1,800 left. More than 50 people died in Bairen Pavilion, and there are more than 100 left."

The numbers are cold, but behind the numbers are fresh lives.

After hearing about the deaths of these monks, everyone present was sad.

"Have the compensations been prepared?"

"For the death of Qi-refining monks, the Xianmao Valley clan library will give compensation to their relatives. The clan library will raise more than 2 million spirit stones by selling part of the Lingchao Lake Market. Each relative of the fallen monk can get 200 spirit stones as compensation. As for the compensation of the foundation-building monks..." Zhang Meng was a little embarrassed.

For a family or sect, a foundation-building cultivator is too precious, far beyond the measurement of spirit stones.

The fallen Qi-refining cultivator can be quickly cultivated, but it is not so easy to cultivate a foundation-building cultivator.

"One foundation-building pill for each foundation-building cultivator, and I will pay for the foundation-building pills." Zhang Xuan said.

"Ten clan elders, this time for the Fairy Cat Valley, you have lost a lot of golden saint corpses, and we can no longer let you produce such precious spiritual materials." Zhang Meng said.

Boss Qiu also said: "Yes, yes, if it weren't for the Fairy Cat Valley giving us a place to live, we would have been eaten by locusts long ago."

Ma Tianhe also coughed and said: "The ten elders gave out the foundation-building pills for free to supplement the relatives of the fallen foundation-building cultivators. This is indeed unfair to the ten elders. Why not exchange it for purchasing qualifications? The relatives of the fallen foundation-building cultivators will be qualified to purchase the foundation-building pills. As for the spiritual stones needed to purchase, the family can raise them or sign an interest-based loan. What do you think?"

"I agree." said True Man Ziyuan.

"I agree too." The one who spoke was Tie Zhixin.