Cultivation of Immortality

Yan Bing, who was leading the men to rush towards the Holy City of Yuanyi Prefecture, saw her master and two uncles coming carrying mourning flags. She suddenly panicked and looked at her master's lips trembling without daring. She asked, fearing that it would be the bad news she least wanted to hear.

"Your junior uncle is no longer here, let's go back." Zhixia couldn't help but feel a little sad when she saw Yan Bing like this.

"No..." Yan Bing collapsed and collapsed, tears welling up in his eyes.

Qi Bing and Jing Bing, who had been guarding Yan Bing all the way, rushed forward to help the senior sister. They were also crying in their eyes. Qing Yu, Zhuang Yu, Chen Lu and other people close to Xun Yi also covered their faces and cried. Zixiao Palace often played with them over the years, and they were very close friends. Xunyi also helped them a lot by virtue of his status as the Seven Immortals. Especially Jingbing, Qibing and other senior disciples from Guanhe Island. After searching for Yi, they were given the Lingbao. They fought desperately all the way and finally failed to save their little uncle. No one could accept this result.

Zhi Xia was well prepared and knew the feelings between these people and Xun Yi, so she gave each of them a calming pill.

Qingqiu advised Yan Bing, "Don't cry. Your master is just a little better. Don't make her sad again."

Yan Bing stopped crying abruptly, but his face turned pale obviously.

"You go ahead and cry, you all should cry too. Junior Senior Uncle treats you very well, you should cry for him." After Zhixia said that, she floated away into the distance. Faith followed to protect Second Senior Sister, while Qingqiu stayed behind. Take care of these heartbroken disciples.

This crying scene was truly heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching. Although the disciples from the same sect, Waihai, felt miserable, the disciples from other sects such as the Soul Refining Sect and the Beigong Family were also crying with sorrowful expressions on their faces.

"We are not going back, we are going to avenge our junior uncle..." Qi Bing was the first to cry and said this to Qingqiu.

"Avenge your junior uncle! Bloodbath Yuanyizhou! Kill all these beasts!" Jingbing, who never liked killing, immediately responded with ruthlessness.

Qingyu, who had a straightforward personality, ignored the fact that his third master uncle Qingqiu was here, and ordered everyone with red eyes, "Disciples of Zixiao Palace, let's go!"

"Qingyu!" Qingqiu frowned and called out. Qingyu is the disciple of senior sister Xiaochun, so she can't give strict orders.

"I just want to avenge him! It's not over until I kill all these beasts!" Qingyu shouted to Qingqiu with eyes red from crying. Although she is not the top disciple of Qianhua Island, she is the most daring among the disciples of Qianhua Island. She is not afraid of this third uncle who causes trouble.

Qingqiu really didn't want to look down on her, so he could only persuade her in a deep voice, "Several of your uncles and uncles have already gone to avenge him. Since your junior uncle is no longer here, we can't let you take risks anymore." , otherwise we can’t explain to your master, go back, your second uncle is so sad that his cultivation is damaged, how can she bear the trouble you make?”

"No!" Qingyu shook her head stubbornly, tears streaming down her face.

Jingbing choked up and answered

Qiudao "I feel sorry for my uncle if I don't kill more beasts from Yuanyizhou with my own hands..."

Qingqiu pointed at Yan Bing, whose eyes were a little scattered, and said, "Do you think she can still kill the enemy like this? If she does, wouldn't her life be in vain?"

Yan Bing said to Jing Bing with a dull expression, "Let's escort the master back to the palace first, and then come back to avenge him."

"Well..." Jingbing nodded with tears in her eyes.

Qingyu pursed her lips unwillingly but did not make any further fuss. She and Yan Bing were very close friends. She didn't have to listen to what Third Master Uncle said, but since Yan Bing had made a decision, she had no choice but to obey it.

In this way, the middle-stage Yuanying disciples from various sects in Puyunzhou embarked on the return journey under the leadership of Zhixia and his three late-stage Yuanying monks. Behind each of the group of people, there was a mourning flag condensed with spiritual power flying behind them. A strong sense of sadness enveloped the team.

All the troops in Nanjingzhou who met head-on gathered mourning flags and lined up to send them off solemnly. Immediately, the news of Xun Yi's death spread quickly, and the mourning flags spread out like black wings among the fighting armies. Yi is not only the Seven Immortal Lord of Zixiao Palace, he is also a Yiling Guard warrior who is widely respected by the soldiers of the Tianlu Alliance. He is their brother, a good brother worthy of raising the mourning flag for the whole army!

The ominous mourning flags made the already murderous people look even more fierce and terrifying. Faced with the mourning flags everywhere, the Nanjingzhou soldiers naturally raised the flames of revenge. Although they were monks, they could not help but want to Infected by this atmosphere.

Xunyi is dead! After Wuhun condensed the mourning flag, he fought his way into the enemy group with less than half of his cultivation level left.

Xunyi is dead! The three Hei Si brothers formed a mourning flag and turned around with red eyes to join a battlefield that they had no intention of participating in because they were in a hurry.

Xunyi is dead! Fairy Xiuzhi and Fairy Mucai formed mourning flags and cried while holding their heads.

Xunyi is dead! Pu Yunzhou's team flying mourning flags is like a thick ink pen, and it is stained with patches of ink wherever it passes. It extends from Yuanyizhou to the border, and from the border to Nanjingzhou, it will continue to Extending to the depths of Puyunzhou.

It is unknown if there is any precedent for people from two continents to raise mourning flags for a person in three places at the same time. Even if there is, it is so ancient that it has been eradicated by time. People from two continents raised mourning flags for an early Yuanying monk in three places at the same time. The matter of mourning the flag should be unprecedented, and Xun Yi has done it.

In his short life span of more than a hundred years, he never thought about pursuing fame and fortune, never thought about getting ahead, he wanted very little, he just wanted to live a peaceful life, but such a person has achieved unprecedented success. This great honor is not based on his unparalleled achievements. Although his military achievements are shining, they are just a little shining. They are not all based on his status and respect. The status of the Seven Immortals is not enough to have the honor. So glorious.

He relied on his compassionate heart to be kind to others, his sincere heart to treat others with sincerity, and his pure heart as clear as autumn water. He earned everything with this heart.

Xun Yi died...but the man who had stayed away from the world died a spectacular death. Yan Bing, who was leading the men to rush towards the Holy City of Yuanyi Prefecture, saw her master and two uncles coming carrying mourning flags. She suddenly panicked and looked at her master's lips trembling without daring. She asked, fearing that it would be the bad news she least wanted to hear.

"Your junior uncle is no longer here, let's go back." Zhixia couldn't help but feel a little sad when she saw Yan Bing like this.

"No..." Yan Bing collapsed and collapsed, tears welling up in his eyes.

Qi Bing and Jing Bing, who had been guarding Yan Bing all the way, rushed forward to help the senior sister. They were also crying in their eyes. Qing Yu, Zhuang Yu, Chen Lu and other people close to Xun Yi also covered their faces and cried. Zixiao Palace often played with them over the years, and they were very close friends. Xunyi also helped them a lot by virtue of his status as the Seven Immortals. Especially Jingbing, Qibing and other senior disciples from Guanhe Island. After searching for Yi, they were given the Lingbao. They fought desperately all the way and finally failed to save their little uncle. No one could accept this result.

Zhi Xia was well prepared and knew the feelings between these people and Xun Yi, so she gave each of them a calming pill.

Qingqiu advised Yan Bing, "Don't cry. Your master is just a little better. Don't make her sad again."

Yan Bing stopped crying abruptly, but his face turned pale obviously.

"You go ahead and cry, you all should cry too. Junior Senior Uncle treats you very well, you should cry for him." After Zhixia said that, she floated away into the distance. Faith followed to protect Second Senior Sister, while Qingqiu stayed behind. Take care of these heartbroken disciples.

This crying scene was truly heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching. Although the disciples from the same sect, Waihai, felt miserable, the disciples from other sects such as the Soul Refining Sect and the Beigong Family were also crying with sorrowful expressions on their faces.

"We are not going back, we are going to avenge our junior uncle..." Qi Bing was the first to cry and said this to Qingqiu.

"Avenge your junior uncle! Bloodbath Yuanyizhou! Kill all these beasts!" Jingbing, who never liked killing, immediately responded with ruthlessness.

Qingyu, who had a straightforward personality, ignored the fact that his third master uncle Qingqiu was here, and ordered everyone with red eyes, "Disciples of Zixiao Palace, let's go!"

"Qingyu!" Qingqiu frowned and called out. Qingyu is the disciple of senior sister Xiaochun, so she can't give strict orders.

"I just want to avenge him! It's not over until I kill all these beasts!" Qingyu shouted to Qingqiu with eyes red from crying. Although she is not the top disciple of Qianhua Island, she is the most daring among the disciples of Qianhua Island. She is not afraid of this third uncle who causes trouble.

Qingqiu really didn't want to look down on her, so he could only persuade her in a deep voice, "Several of your uncles and uncles have already gone to avenge him. Since your junior uncle is no longer here, we can't let you take risks anymore." , otherwise we can’t explain to your master, go back, your second uncle is so sad that his cultivation is damaged, how can she bear the trouble you make?”

"No!" Qingyu shook her head stubbornly, tears streaming down her face.

Jingbing choked up and answered

Qiudao "I feel sorry for my uncle if I don't kill more beasts from Yuanyizhou with my own hands..."

Qingqiu pointed at Yan Bing, whose eyes were a little scattered, and said, "Do you think she can still kill the enemy like this? If she does, wouldn't her life be in vain?"

Yan Bing said to Jing Bing with a dull expression, "Let's escort the master back to the palace first, and then come back to avenge him."

"Well..." Jingbing nodded with tears in her eyes.

Qingyu pursed her lips unwillingly but did not make any further fuss. She and Yan Bing were very close friends. She didn't have to listen to what Third Master Uncle said, but since Yan Bing had made a decision, she had no choice but to obey it.

In this way, the middle-stage Yuanying disciples from various sects in Puyunzhou embarked on the return journey under the leadership of Zhixia and his three late-stage Yuanying monks. Behind each of the group of people, there was a mourning flag condensed with spiritual power flying behind them. A strong sense of sadness enveloped the team.

All the troops in Nanjingzhou who met head-on gathered up mourning flags and lined up to send them off solemnly. Soon, the news of Xun Yi's death spread quickly, and the mourning flags spread out like black wings among the various armies fighting. Yi is not only the Seven Immortal Lord of Zixiao Palace, he is also a Yiling Guard warrior who is widely respected by the soldiers of the Tianlu Alliance. He is their brother, a good brother worthy of raising the mourning flag for the whole army!

The ominous mourning flags made the already murderous people look even more fierce and terrifying. Faced with the mourning flags everywhere, the Nanjingzhou soldiers naturally raised the flames of revenge. Although they were monks, they could not help but want to Infected by this atmosphere.

Xunyi is dead! After Wuhun condensed the mourning flag, he fought his way into the enemy group with less than half of his cultivation power left.

Xunyi is dead! The three Hei Si brothers formed a mourning flag and turned around with red eyes to join a battlefield that they had no intention of participating in because they were in a hurry.

Xunyi is dead! Fairy Xiuzhi and Fairy Mucai formed mourning flags and cried while holding their heads.

Xunyi is dead! Pu Yunzhou's team flying mourning flags is like a thick ink pen, and it is stained with patches of ink wherever it passes. It extends from Yuanyizhou to the border, and from the border to Nanjingzhou, it will continue to Extending to the depths of Puyunzhou.

It is unknown if there is any precedent for people from two continents to raise mourning flags for a person in three places at the same time. Even if there is, it is so ancient that it has been eradicated by time. People from two continents raised mourning flags for an early Yuanying monk in three places at the same time. The matter of mourning the flag should be unprecedented, and Xun Yi has done it.

In his short life span of more than a hundred years, he never thought about pursuing fame and fortune, never thought about getting ahead, he wanted very little, he just wanted to live a peaceful life, but such a person has achieved unprecedented success. This great honor is not based on his unparalleled achievements. Although his military achievements are shining, they are just a little shining. They are not all based on his status and respect. The status of the Seven Immortals is not enough to have the honor. So glorious.

He relied on his compassionate heart to be kind to others, his sincere heart to treat others with sincerity, and his pure heart as clear as autumn water. He earned everything with this heart.

Xun Yi died...but the man who had stayed away from the world died a spectacular death.