Cultivation: When you do things to the extreme

"The ancestor has arrived!"

A loud announcement echoed throughout the venue, suppressing the discussion at the table.

Everyone stood up, not daring to say anything more. Even if they were telepathically transmitting messages, they all stopped at this moment. Everyone looked at their noses, their noses at their mouths, their mouths at their hearts, and waited for someone to come.

No wonder everyone was so cautious. Today's banquet was definitely not a good one. It was related to one's life and property. If something went wrong, not only would one's life and property be in jeopardy, but one's life would be even more difficult to survive.

Everyone waited in silence, and soon saw a person stepping on the fire cloud and landing at the main seat.

He was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and beard, as red as fire, and his eyebrows were full of evil intent, making him even more domineering and arrogant.

It was the new Mahayana of the South China Sea - the Chiyan Ancestor!

"How can I be so worthy that fellow Taoists from all over the world come to congratulate me? I am really ashamed, really ashamed!"

Looking at the guests in the hall, the old ancestor Chi Yan laughed out loud, his posture was unrestrained and free, and there was an unquestionable majesty. He waved his hand and said, "Please take a seat quickly, no need to be polite!"

"Old ancestor is too modest!"

"It is not easy for my Nanhai to produce another Mahayana Immortal. How can we not come to congratulate?"

"I have heard of the reputation of Senior Chi Yan for a long time, and today I see that it is indeed true."

"In the future, Nanhai will have to trouble Senior Chi Yan Island to take care of it."

"..."

Everyone carried the colorful sedan chair, and the cultivators flattered him and praised him generously.

Chi Yan was also very happy about this, with a smile on his face and a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

A real man, this is it!

A hundred years ago, in the cultivation world of Nanhai, three Mahayana sects coexisted. Although he was a combined cultivator, he was not light in weight, but sometimes he had to rely on others and look at people's faces.

Fortunately, there are unexpected events in the world, and people are subject to misfortunes at any time. First, the Nanhai Sect and Xuanyin Island fought to the death, and the two Mahayana ancestors were destroyed together. Then, Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion came to the Nanhai, and the Guixu Sword Fighting Order killed Li Cangwu, the first person in the fusion, and swept away the high-end combat power of the Nanhai cultivation world.

Because of this, the man from Wanjian Pavilion was brought out, and he fought a second sword fight on Guixu, forcibly killed Jiuxiao Sword Son and the previous generation of Saint Girl, causing Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion to lose his wife and soldiers, which greatly changed the situation in the Nanhai and the cultivation world.

Among the three sects in the Nanhai, the Mahayana cultivators, only the old lady of Mingyue Pavilion was left, who did not care about worldly affairs and did not get involved in disputes. As for the top people in the fusion below the Mahayana, Li Cangwu died, and Wanjian Pavilion fled far away...

He sat on Chiyan Island and did nothing, but became the new number one in the Nanhai, and with the help of Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion in secret, he broke through the bottleneck, condensed the immortal machine, stepped into the Mahayana realm, and completely shocked the Nanhai.

Is this life experience clever or not? Amazing or not?

Today, the Nanhai Sect is torn apart, the Wanjian Pavilion is nowhere to be found, and the Mingyue Chamber of Commerce has also withdrawn from the matter and stayed away from the disputes, leaving Chiyan Island alone and becoming the veritable master of the Nanhai side sect. As soon as the words came out, the Nanhai monks came to congratulate and presented heavy gifts to express their submission.

How can people not be addicted to this feeling and taste?

Chiyan sat down, and the monks feasted. After three rounds of wine and five dishes, it was finally time for the main topic of the night banquet.

Chiyan put down the wine glass, lowered his eyes, scanned everyone, and then spoke.

"Since the dispute between the South Sea Sect and Xuanyin Island, our South Sea cultivation world has been in turmoil and unrest, causing our South Sea cultivators to suffer greatly. Fellow Taoists should have a deep understanding of this!"

"Now I am lucky enough to advance to the Mahayana stage, and I will open a path of peace for our South Sea cultivators..."

After a few words, he showed his fangs under the grandeur.

"Here it comes!"

"Hmph!"

"As expected!"

"No banquet is a good banquet, and no meeting is a good meeting!"

"Those holy land immortal sects, occupying the Central Plains is not enough, do they also want to control the South Sea?"

"If this goes on, how will we, the side sect cultivators, survive in the future?"

"Can we only be driven by its hawks and dogs like this Chiyan Island?"

"This old ghost Chiyan is determined to be a running dog for Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion."

"The rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked. With the style of that holy land immortal sect, the more glorious he is today, the more regretful he will be tomorrow."

"Really If it doesn't work, go far away. There are always places to stay in the four sides. "

"In the four sides, the South Sea is controlled by the Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion, the North Pole is the end of the world, the East Abyss and the West Barbarians are also the places of Buddhism and Confucianism, and there are demons eyeing them. I heard that there will be another war soon..."

"In this chaotic world, where can I go?"

"Hmph, if it really doesn't work, I will dive into the Endless Sea. I don't believe that there is no place to stay in the world?"

Seeing Chi Yan above, speaking in a hypocritical and emotional way, all the cultivators present felt uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

The four sides of the Northern Territory were originally the places for the immortal gates of the Central Plains and the ten holy places to stay for the side sects and scattered cultivators.

After all, the side sects and scattered cultivators are like weeds. They are extremely tenacious and can't be killed or eliminated. If they are suppressed blindly, it will not only be useless, but also harmful. Who knows, one day they will be bitten back by them.

Therefore, the major holy places in the Central Plains would leave this poor and barren land of the four wilds for the survival of the side sects and scattered cultivators. It is not only easy to control, but also can resolve conflicts, eliminate hidden dangers, and is very convenient to suppress. Even the side sect cultivators themselves have tacitly accepted this set of rules.

But now, this situation seems to be changing.

The major holy places in the Central Plains have begun to deepen their control over the four wilds and borderlands. Not only have the Confucian and Buddhist sects set up their positions in the East Abyss and the West Barbarians, but the Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion has also been furiously exerting its power in the South China Sea because of the death of the contemporary swordsman and the previous saint.

Now they have even launched the puppet of Chiyan Island and are ready to reset the order of the South China Sea, with a posture of complete control.

How can the cultivators in the South China Sea accept this?

In the past, it was fine to pay tribute, but now they have to wear shackles and completely become hawks and running dogs?

Isn't it just killing a sword boy? Is there any need to suppress and restrict him like this? Li Xuanyuan is not from the South China Sea. If you suppress us, there will be no second Li Xuanyuan?

Unworthy of a son of man!

The cultivators cursed in their hearts, but they dared not show it on their faces.

After all, Chi Yan was in the upper position, and the pressure of the Mahayana was not something that ordinary people could bear, not to mention that there was a Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion behind him. Such a holy place and immortal sect, the sword boy and the saint girl died, and the murderer could not be caught. The anger can be imagined. Who has the courage to offend him?

Everyone kept silent and let Chi Yan speak to redefine the rules of the South China Sea and divide the interests of the cultivation world.

Finally...

"If you don't care, let's settle it!"

"Today, the cultivation world of the South Sea will come together to make a grand event and set the iron rules of the Ten Alliances. If anyone violates it, the 100 sects and 10 schools will attack him together!"

Chi Yan smiled and raised his cup: "Fellow Daoists, raise your cups and drink together to congratulate this alliance!"

"Celebrate this alliance together!"

"Celebrate this alliance together!"

"..."

Although they were resentful, it was useless to be resentful at this point. Everyone could only bite the bullet and drink the wine in the cup.

Chi Yan was even more happy when he saw this.

He naturally knew that these people were dissatisfied with him, very dissatisfied.

But so what?

Below the Mahayana, they are all ants!

Whoever disobeys the order or pretends to obey but disobeys will be crushed to death with one finger.

As long as the Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion behind him doesn't come, as long as he, the Mahayana ancestor, doesn't die, then the wishes of these people are irrelevant.

So...

Chi Yan smiled and struck while the iron was hot: "There is one more thing. In response to the agreement of Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion, Chiyan Island will search the South China Sea to find the traces of the Wanjian murderer. I hope you will cooperate and don't make it difficult for me."

"This..."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

At this moment...

"The White Jade Capital in the sky, twelve towers and five cities."

"The immortal stroked my head and gave me immortality."

The ethereal voice of poetry came from nowhere, spread into the banquet, and echoed in everyone's ears.

"Huh!?"

Chi Yan's eyes condensed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked up.

Then he saw a sword light, which fell from the sky and blasted into Yunlong Island.

"Who dares to offend Chiyan Island!"

Chi Yan's pupils shrank, and the power of the immortal spirit was stimulated, together with the spiritual island formation, to intercept the attacking sword light.

"Boom!!!"

There was a loud noise, the cloud dragon shook, the spirit island was shaken, and in the broken spiritual light, the old ancestor Chi Yan flew back, his eyes were full of shock and anger, and he clenched his fist with blood still flowing out.

Blood flowed, his arm trembled, and the piercing pain came, but he didn't care, and his eyes were only looking forward.

In front of him, in the void, a person stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes were whiter than snow, like an immortal exiled to the earth.

"You...!"

"Li Xuanyuan!?"

Everyone's pupils shrank, and some even cried out in surprise, revealing the identity of the person.

However, the person who came didn't say much, and looked at one place indifferently.

"!!!!!!!"

Swept by this look, Chi Yan's hair stood up, and his heart was full of warning signs, full of panic before death.

Just a look, it was so terrifying?

Chi Yan gritted his teeth, without thinking, he urged his immortal power, linked the spirit island formation, and attacked the enemy.

What does it mean that there are unexpected events in the world?

This is what it means that there are unexpected events in the world!

What he said just now was just talk. The search was fake, but the establishment of authority was real. He did not think of really searching the person out. He just acted according to the orders of Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion.

Who would have thought that before the search, the person would jump out by himself!

If it were Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion, it would definitely be a surprise.

But he is not Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion, so there is no surprise at this moment, only shock.

At the beginning, in Canglang Ruins, this Li Xuanyuan, with the body of returning to the void, used the sword to forcibly kill Jiuxiao Sword Son with Qiankun Heart Armor, and also cut off the head of Yue Qing'er in front of the guardian elder of Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion, the Mahayana Immortal, and calmly withdrew.

Such ability, let alone returning to the void, even the fusion and even the Mahayana, Chi Yan has no doubt.

His family knows his own business. As a Mahayana of the side sect, Chi Yan has no idea about such a person, and dare not have any idea.

But now he does not have the initiative. The opponent has already knocked on his door. Whether he wants to or not, he cannot escape.

Therefore, Chi Yan made a prompt decision and used all his immortal power to activate the Spirit Island formation, hoping to take the initiative.

A side door Mahayana is also a Mahayana. He already has the power of immortals. With the Spirit Island formation, he may not be able to defeat the righteous Mahayana from the Holy Land Immortal Gate, but suppressing a combined body should not be a problem.

Now it has only been a hundred years. No matter how good Li Xuanyuan is, he can't reach the Mahayana realm, right?

With this idea in mind, Chi Yan made a desperate bet and used all his immortal power. Suddenly, the sky turned blood-red, and the red fire burned the clouds. This was the scene of the "Chiyan Burning Sky Formation" being activated.

However...

"Bang!!!"

The man raised his hand and pointed his sword together. Suddenly, the void was broken, and a sword came out, instantly penetrating the formation and attacking the opponent's body.

"Puff!!!"

A muffled sound, blood splattered, Chi Yan's pupils shrank, and he tried to struggle, but there was no response. He only felt the world spinning, as if he fell into the bottom of a valley, and saw a body without a head, standing stiffly on the ground.

That was...

"Ancestor!!!"

A cry of surprise interrupted his thoughts, and Chi Yan's pupils condensed, and the light disappeared, leaving only an unwilling look on his face.

The body was split in two, and blood splattered everywhere!

Everyone froze on the ground, looking at the body in front of them, not knowing what to do.

In the end, it was the Chiyan cultivators who woke up first, screaming and scattering like birds and beasts, each heading out of the island.

Run, run, run!

However, before leaving the island, they saw a path of spiritual light outside the island. In the sky of the nine heavens, a white jade fairy city stood tall. Countless cultivators came out of it, chanting spells and casting spells. Thousands of mountains and peaks weighed down the disciples of Chiyan Island, causing them to fall into the sea like dumplings in a pot.

"Ha, ha, ha, follow me!"

A sturdy man, holding a big stick, laughed strangely, and led a group of younger brothers into the sea. They caught anyone they saw, and knocked down anyone who resisted.

In just a moment, all the Chiyan cultivators were captured.

A group of monks from the academy surrounded the spiritual island and looked at the people on the island with ill intentions.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The cultivators woke up from their dream, and after a moment of panic and confusion, they turned their eyes to the key person.

The swordsman stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "From today on, I will be the only one who rules the cultivation world in the South China Sea!"

With one word, the result was decided.

And so on...

A few days later, a sword light burst into the South China Sea.

"Li Xuanyuan!"

"How dare you show up!"

In the sword light, there was a huge ship, a huge ship that was pitch black and looked like a sword.

On the huge ship, a man stood with his hands behind his back, his expression was cold, and his murderous intent was exposed.

It was the previous Saint Master of Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion - Xiao Teng!

Seeing Xiao Teng's murderous intent, an old man in black frowned and reminded him in a deep voice.

"This man is definitely not an easy person to deal with. A hundred years ago, he was only at the level of returning to the void, but he killed Zhang Er and two others in front of Zhou Yuan. After that, he left and disappeared without a trace. Even Taixuan Daoyue couldn't figure it out."

"Now a hundred years have passed, and he suddenly appeared. With just one sword, he killed Chi Yan, a side door Mahayana, occupied the South China Sea, and established his own way."

"Although Chi Yan is a side door Mahayana, the side door is also a Mahayana. In the formation, he has the advantage of the home field. Even so, he was killed by a sword. It can be seen that this person's strength has reached what level. He is definitely not inferior to you and me, and may even be better."

"In addition, he took the initiative to show up this time. Obviously, he has something to rely on and is not afraid of us coming to his door. Sixth brother, you must not act impulsively, understand?"

The old man spoke in a deep voice, which was both a reminder and a warning.

"Don't worry, big brother, I know my limits!"

Xiao Teng's eyes were cold, and he put away his murderous intent: "This man came to my Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion like this, he must have something to rely on, let's see what his methods are, and then settle the blood feud with him for killing his wife and son!"

"It's good that you know your limits."

Seeing his expression, the old man was worried, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to stand quietly by the side.

Xiao Teng didn't say much, his eyes were like swords, shooting coldly into the distance.