Cultivation: When you do things to the extreme

"this……"

"As expected of you, Master!"

"You can easily do things that ordinary people can't do!"

"Sorry, I have low emotional intelligence. Why did I suddenly stop fighting? Can anyone explain to me?"

“Anchor: It’s not only about the difference between superiority and inferiority, but also about life and death!”

"Master: If you can't afford to offend me, just run away!"

"Master: I'm here to distract you, not to fight this monster."

"Master: Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but about human nature, young man."

"How do you think I lived to this age? I just relied on oiling the soles of my feet and protecting myself wisely."

"The player Wu Kuangtu uses special skills: Super Explosive Clothes, which increases strength by 1000% and momentum +1000%, causing a shocking effect. The enemy's will to fight collapses, and Wu Kuangtu wins."

"..."

Looking at the Kurong Monk who quickly walked away without a trace, the live broadcast room was silent at first, and then became happy.

Seeing this, all the monks were helpless.

"This martial arts fanatic..."

"Of course he lives up to his name!"

"In order to force Monk Kurong to give in, he actually had to risk his life with one move."

"This person's strength is unpredictable. Although Kurong Monk is a major cultivator of the golden elixir, he may not be his opponent in a life-and-death fight."

"In such a gambling battle, even if Monk Kurong can win, he will have to pay a heavy price. Naturally, he is not willing to gamble with his own path."

"Although Fulong Mountain is kind to Monk Kurong, Fulong Mountain is Fulong Mountain and the Ye family is the Ye family. To do this can be regarded as the utmost benevolence and righteousness."

"Kurong Monk has retreated, so the other Dongtian successors and Jindan Daxiu will no longer bring trouble to themselves. The Ye family is in doom today."

"If the Ye family is destroyed, it will be destroyed. The key is Fulongshan. This person has done such an incredible job, isn't he afraid of Fulongshan's revenge in the future?"

"How could things develop to such an extent..."

Everyone was watching and talking.

Xu Yang also took steps towards a house.

This time, there were no unexpected twists and turns.

"boom!"

He smashed the door of the house with one punch and stepped into the courtyard, where he saw an old man standing quietly alone.

The old man's beard and hair were white, but he was still energetic. He stood in the courtyard as if he had been waiting for a long time. Facing Xu Yang, who was pressing for life and death, he did not show much fear. Instead, he was calm: "Flying geese all day long, you will be pecked by geese. This time I, the Ye family, have been defeated. I am willing to admit defeat, but you cannot..."

"hold head high!!!"

"boom!!!"

Before he could finish his words, he was swallowed up by the dragon's roar, and his domineering palm power came out fiercely, blasting the old man into the mansion at the back, causing the house to collapse and turn into a piece of broken walls.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Seeing this, everyone was silent again.

The warrior didn't say much, turned back and walked down the mountain.

"this……"

"Anchor: I'm too lazy to listen to you!"

"Relying on your old age and betraying your old age, even when death is imminent, you still talk so much nonsense."

"Just kill one and that's it. I thought we were going to go on a killing spree with blood flowing like a river?"

Seeing Xu Yang go down the mountain and leave, some people in the live broadcast room were disappointed and some felt relieved.

"call!"

Nie Hailong also breathed a sigh of relief.

It's over, it's finally over!

Although the Ye family could not be saved, three of the four major foundations were lost, and a wealthy family in Dongdu fell apart and disappeared, but... what does this have to do with him?

Dead people are worthless. The survival of the Ye family is no longer important. What matters now is the martial arts fanatic.

With things developing to this point, he should be satisfied, right?

Although the people from the Xuantian Sword Sect blocked him just now, they did not reach the point of a life-and-death struggle. The relationship between the two parties should be able to be repaired, and the big things can be reduced to small things, and the trivial things can be reduced to the previous state.

Having said that, this matter all started because of that stem.

What is the relationship between this man and the martial arts fanatics? Did they direct and act in this drama?

If so, then how to repair the relationship between the two parties, what position to put the other party in, and whether the previous cooperation can continue...

"Director!"

Just when Nie Hailong was thinking about how to clean up the situation, his assistant interrupted his thoughts.

"There is news from the first team that Ye Chen seems to be running away. Do you want to control him?"

"Escape?"

Nie Hailong frowned and pondered for a moment: "Just keep an eye on him, and we'll talk about it later."

"yes!"

…

Although the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, the skinny camel was bigger than the horse, not to mention that there was a powerful dragon behind the camel?

Although the Ye family suffered heavy losses this time, as long as the Fulong Mountain behind them does not fall, the various forces will not go too far and will leave some incense for them.

Of course, the premise is that this matter ends here.

If there is further development, there is no guarantee that it will not...

etc!

Nie Hailong's eyes narrowed and he looked at the computer, only to see that the live broadcast had ended and the regular playback session had entered.

"Is this the end?"

"Isn't it a bit anticlimactic?"

"How many months does it happen? How big of a scene did I expect?"

"No, extra time, make trouble, I want to see blood flowing like a river!"

"Brother Kuangtuo, please update, please, please!"

"What's more, everything that should be done has been done, and the old monk has shrunk his eggs again. What's more if he has no material?"

"Why are there no materials? Didn't the old monk just say that besides the Ye family there is someone from Fulongshan? Ask them to broadcast another show!"

"Fulong Mountain..."

In the live broadcast room, everyone was noisy and still dissatisfied with their desires, and the monks were frightened by the sight.

Fortunately, a miracle did not occur and the live broadcast ended without further escalating the situation.

However, Nie Hailong still frowned.

Somehow, he had a gut feeling.

Although the Ye family was destroyed, this matter did not end there!

But how will it develop if it doesn’t end?

Do you really want to kill Fulong Mountain?

impossible?

That is the blessed land of the ancient sect!

This person just used the "extreme move to gamble on life" method to force Monk Kurong to give in. It can be seen that his strength is between the three realms. He may be stronger than a golden elixir monk like Monk Kurong, but there are many more in the ancient sect's blessed land. Golden elixir.

Among the great cultivators of the Blessed Land and the ancestors of the ancient sects, none of them have powerful magic powers and vast magical powers. He is a martial artist in the third realm. He is just arrogant and arrogant in the ordinary world. How dare he go to the Blessed Land of Cave Heaven?

It makes no sense either emotionally or rationally.

But the more unreasonable it was, the stronger the hunch and intuition in Nie Hailong's heart became.

…

And so on, a few days later.

Longhai Security Bureau, Director's Office.

"Could it be...that I'm overthinking it?"

Nie Hailong held the computer and watched the replay, frowning and puzzled.

A few days passed, and everything was calm.

There was no response from Fulong Mountain.

The martial arts disciples haven't seen any action here either.

As for the Ye family...what else can the dead say.

Although the impact is fermenting and undercurrents are surging, on the surface, the matter is over.

Big things are reduced to small things, and trivial things become small and will be forgotten in everyone's memory after a while.

Even Nie Hailong had to doubt his professional sense and instinctive hunch.

"Director!"

The assistant walked into the room and reported, "Everything is ready."

"..."

Nie Hailong was silent for a while, and finally put down his computer, stood up and walked out.

In a few days, not too long, not too short, everything that needs to be sorted out has been sorted out. The next step is to have a meeting with the miracle doctor to bring this matter to a successful conclusion.

However……

"Buzz!"

As soon as I stepped out of the office, my cell phone started ringing.

Nie Hailong's body froze, his eyes condensed, he lowered his head and looked at the shaking pocket, but he didn't dare to move for a moment.

"..."

The assistant was silent when he saw this.

Their director's "crazy PTSD" is getting worse and worse.

After a while, Nie Hailong calmed down and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with some difficulty.

"Update reminder, the anchor you follow - Mingxiaoguan Shi Jian has started broadcasting."

"..."

Looking at the update prompt on the screen, Nie Hailong fell into silence.

He knew, he knew, that this matter would not be that simple!

"What the hell?"

"This is where?"

"Taoist Master actually started broadcasting?"

"The sun didn't come out in the west today."

"It looks like it's somewhere deep in the mountains and old forests."

"Are you finally going to officially teach us how to cultivate immortality?"

The already overcrowded live broadcast room was flooded with people, and countless barrages flew past.

Fortunately, there is a shunt inside, which does not hinder viewing.

In the picture, there is a secluded mountainous field, which is lush and green as far as the eye can see, retaining an extremely primitive style.

"This is……!"

When all the cultivators saw this, they were also concentrating, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Because before they could guess, subtitles appeared on the screen.

"Sichuan!"

"Fulong Mountain!"

There are many fairy mountains in Sichuan, and Emei is hard to match.

Zhou Liu tried to visit it, but it was strange that An Kexi could find it.

Since ancient times, the land of Shu has been surrounded by mountains, valleys, and strange terrain. There are often traces of swordsmen and even rumors of flying immortals.

Fulong Mountain is one of the mountains in Shu. It looks like a dragon crouching in the mountains. It is hidden and graceful, and is extraordinary.

In such a mountain, there is one peak.

"Hoo ho ho!"

You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.

On the top of the mountain, with the strong wind howling, I saw a high altar, which followed the system of nine rituals and stood facing the sky.

The Jiuyi High Altar stands at the top. Another person is seen on the altar, wearing a Taiqing fishtail crown and a colorful neon robe. He holds a whisk in his hand and looks majestic and majestic to the Jiuyi Immortal.

Exactly...

"Mingxiao Temple!"

"Shi Jian!?"

"What does he want to do?"

Seeing the Taoist dressed solemnly and erecting an altar on the top of Fulong Mountain, everyone was even more shocked and speechless.

What does he want to do?

Putting up such a formation and broadcasting it live in front of people.

Do you really want to go to the gate of Fulong Mountain and meet the ancient sect of the blessed land in life or death?

The cultivators were horrified and could not express their feelings.

The others were waiting, but they did not realize the seriousness of the matter and were still laughing and joking in the live broadcast room.

"What are you doing sitting so high?"

"How did you build this altar?"

"Does the Taoist priest want to do something?"

"The Great Immortal bless me to win five million..."

Everyone was still joking, unaware that the situation was serious.

The Taoist sat high on the altar, silent and solemn.

Seeing this, everyone realized what they were doing, and their laughter gradually subsided.

suddenly……

"call!"

The wind howled and passed by fiercely.

The Taoist opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and murmured: "The time has come!"

"opportunity?"

"What time?"

Everyone was startled, and questions arose in their hearts. Before they heard the news, they saw the Taoist getting up.

The Taoist stood up, put away the fly whisk, came to the incense table, offered three sticks of incense, and then bowed and bowed.

Then, the Dharma drums on the left and right started beating automatically, and the twenty-four drums roared in the mountain.

Amidst the sound of drums, the Taoist held up his magic sword, stepped forward and fought, and recited the curse.

"The blue sun reflects in vain, the sun returns to the spirit, the divine tiger wards off evil spirits, the flying bells flow, destroy rapes and test, the demons are bundled together, the nine microscopic return paths, the eight powers absorb the essence, the thousand truths are recorded, the three yuan is clear, Zuo Xiaozhong Huang, on the right, he made six moves, turning seven times and combining eight directions, circumnavigating the heavenly scriptures, sanctifying the towering tower, moving along the three paths, cheering the clouds, and uniting the scenery of the Huangting..."

"At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty of the Supreme Three Heavens, Yi Qi was transformed into the Old Lord, the Three Pure Realms of the Supreme Infinite Way, the Golden Palace and Jade Emperor of Haotian..."

"Disciples petition, firstly, I wish that the spiritual light will shine down on the candle, secondly, I wish that the moon will shine brightly, thirdly, I wish that my grace will be proclaimed in the nine places, my fourth wish, I will sincerely reach the nine heavens, my fifth wish, the true spirits will be together, my sixth wish, I wish that the Dao Qi will be around me, my seventh wish, the heaven will be open, and my eighth wish, May the hells be destroyed, may the nine mysteries be universal, the ten may fly in the sky, the eleven may the world be virtuous, and the twelve may the Tao transform into inaction.”

"Sincerely, I am the supreme being of the three realms, the supreme saint of the ten directions, the innocent emperor of the Jade Capital and the Golden Palace, the masters and saints of the ten directions, the officials and subordinates of the three realms, and all the powerful spirits!"

"Boom!"

The sounds of mantras and drums were like thunder, shaking the sky.

In an instant, winds and clouds surged, sand and rocks flew, and the sky became dark.

"this……!?"

Seeing this scene, not to mention the ordinary people, even the monks were dumbfounded and horrified.

"This is……"

"Array?"

"No, it's a ritual technique!"

"He is... offering sacrifices to the sky?"

"How dare you perform this ritual on your own?"

"How far has his cultivation reached?"

"Could he use this to attack the blessed land of Fulong Mountain?"

"Impossible, Fulong Mountain has a major cultivator of the transformation of gods, and even the ancestor who returned to the void with his mysterious coffin frozen, and there is a blessed mountain gate. There are many formations, which can be said to occupy all the time..."

"Tianshi!?"

The eyes of all the cultivators shrank, and they suddenly realized the key point, and they were even more horrified.

Right here...

"The sky and the earth are bright, the sun and the moon are shining brightly, but today there is a monk Fulong, who does not know the laws of karma and karma, and does not understand that people's hearts follow the trend and go against the trend, and act against the trend. Heaven and man are angry..."

"Disciple, I respectfully invite you, Jiuyi Tianzun, who demonstrates morality and eliminates evil spirits, obeys the heavens and responds to people, and enlightens the world..."

"go!!!"

I saw the Taoist holding it out with both hands, and a piece of paper spontaneously ignited without fire, turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and followed the magic sword and talisman to go straight to the nine heavens.

A moment of time...

"Boom!"

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, sand and rocks are flying, and disaster clouds are coming, filling the sky in an instant.

"boom!!!"

With a final blast, thunder from the sky came down like a pillar, hitting a void in Fulong Mountain.

Suddenly the thunder was startled away, and the void disappeared, revealing a mountain gate, with countless magnificent things inside, green steps like jade, winding paths leading to secluded places, pavilions, pavilions, palaces and temples. It was like a paradise in the cave and a mansion of an immortal family.

"This is……!?"

At the same time, inside Fulong Mountain.

In the sect master's cave, a Taoist sat alone, with his eyes closed tightly and his eyebrows twitching, hinting that he was feeling uneasy.

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion shook the entire palace.

"!!!"

The Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of horror: "How is this possible?"

"Why did the power of heaven suddenly increase so much that it pressed down on the mountain gate of my blessed land?"

"The Second Ancestor came out of seclusion before. Although our Fulong Mountain Paradise is expected to collapse, we still have at least fifty years to gain merit and cope with the disaster!"

"Why, why?"

The Taoist's eyes were full of horror, and he immediately realized: "Someone is plotting against me in Fulong Mountain?"

"ah!!!"

"boom!!!"

Suddenly there was a scream, and with the thunder, the Taoist ignored his manners, flew out of the cave, and went straight to the ancestral hall.

However, when they reached the halfway point, they saw thousands of wild thunders, shattering the void of the blessed land and exploding into the gate of the ancient sect.

The doom has arrived!