Eternal Cultivation: Starting with Three Generations Living Together

A few years later,

Chixiafang City, on the inner floor, in a large courtyard.

Xue Shuyang raised three sticks of incense and bowed to the memorial tablet enshrining Xia Luchan.

He inserted the incense into the ash stove, turned around and left, arriving at a large pond.

The water in the pool is clear and filled with spiritual energy.

There was a thirty-foot-sized bloody carp inside that was very eye-catching.

Xue Shuyang shot three good pills into the mouth of the blood carp, and then they flew into the sky.

Outside Fangshi,

Now there are countless monks gathered here in a dark place, densely packed and noisy.

Some people screamed, some shouted for peace!

But when they saw Xue Shuyang suspended in mid-air, they gradually became quiet.

When the surroundings quieted down, Xue Shuyang began to speak using the sound transmission spell.

The sound is neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for everyone to hear:

"Everyone, now that the Liuhe Formation has been established, the three major cities will have no worries for the time being!"

"However, the demonic tide is ever-changing, so we must not take it lightly!"

"Especially when the demonic tide finally appears, there will be a large number of terrifying real demons above the foundation level!"

"These real demons are endless, but in order to reduce the pressure on the formation, every time we kill one real demon now, we will have to face one less real demon in the future!"

"The next thirty years will be the last thirty years before the demonic tide enters its later stage."

"The demonic tide in the later stage is too terrifying. Even the three major sects can only defend according to the formation. At that time, we can only rely on the Liuhe Formation to defend."

"These thirty years are our last chance to weaken the demonic tide!"

"Fangshicun, monk student!"

"The city is ruined and the monks are dead!"

"Whether it is the monks of Sanfang or fellow Taoists from other cities, since we have come to Chibi Sanfang, under the demonic tide, everyone is a community of destiny, and everyone should work together to resist the demonic tide!"

"Protect the city, protect the road!"

"Fellow Taoists, come with me..."

"Swing the sword to eliminate demons!"

…

Xue Shuyang gave an order, and the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami came from below!

"Swing the sword to eliminate demons!"

"Swing the sword to eliminate demons!"

"Swing the sword to eliminate demons!"

Lao Xue took the lead in flying into the sky with his sword. Behind him, countless inverted sword marks cut through the sky, leaving regular white marks in the sky...

…

One year later, outside the gate of Yaowang Valley.

Xue Shuyang, dressed in white and carrying a sword on his back, slowly walked towards the mountain with firm steps.

Behind him, countless monks beat gongs and drums to accompany him on the mountain climb.

They went up the mountain to ask Yaowang Valley to open a mountain to eliminate demons.

In the past year, the monks of Chibi Sanfang have killed countless real demons, large and small.

As the demonic calamity intensified, the real demons became more and more ferocious. In the middle and late stages of foundation building, real demons abounded, and the losses in Chibi Sanfang were considerable.

There are still twenty-nine years left. It is unrealistic to rely solely on the power of Chibi Sanfang to clean up the real demons nearby, so foreign aid must be invited.

The strongest foreign aid nearby is naturally Yaowang Valley.

As the sect of the three major Fangshis, Yaowanggu usually accepts offerings from Fangshi, so he has reason to help Fangshi solve his troubles.

However, Yaowang Valley had already been closed after the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

After the defensive formation was opened, it was inconvenient for the disciples inside to get in and out. As early as seven or eight years ago, there were no disciples outside.

This time Lao Xue came to Yaowang Valley without high expectations. He just wanted to hit the target if there were jujubes but no jujubes!

Relying on Grandpa Ziyang's identity, even if Yaowanggu doesn't give him face, he should be able to escape unscathed.

And isn’t there Ziyang, the “traitor”!

After Ziyang overcame the inner demon tribulation, it was certain that he would survive the thunder tribulation and achieve the golden elixir.

After passing through the holiday elixir period, all the golden elixir masters including the monks up and down the Yaowang Valley have already regarded him as the golden elixir master.

A person who is suspected to be a god incarnation possesses the best qualifications of a strange spiritual root and a medicinal spirit root. He also has mastered the art of alchemy and is of the Ziluan lineage.

Such monks have a very high say in Yaowang Valley.

As his grandfather, it's not a big problem to be willful.

Of course, the real purpose of this visit to the mountain is to sing a double act with Ziyang.

Xue Shuyang walked to the door.

He raised his hand, and when the monk behind him saw his movement, the sound of gongs and drums gradually died down.

Xue Shuyang came to the edge of the formation, bowed to the gate of Yaowang Valley, and said loudly:

"Xue Shuyang from Chibi Sanfang, come to pay homage to the mountain."

"Ask Yaowang Valley to open a mountain and save the farm!"

…

"Xue Shuyang, come and pay homage to the mountain!"

"Xue Shuyang, worship the mountain!"

"..."

The shouts of Xue Shuyang echoed outside the entire Yaowang Valley Mountain Gate.

The sound was loud and echoed in the valley.

The thousands of monks behind him were silent.

Not to mention shouting with Xue Shuyang, they just didn't dare to breathe.

This Yaowang Valley is the Golden Pill Sect and has always been the top sect above them.

Even though there are so many people here, any golden elixir monk in Yaowang Valley can kill them all in just a moment.

This large group of monks are very nervous now.

I don’t know if the monks in Yaowang Valley heard Xue Shuyang’s shout, but it was really deafening to their ears.

Every shout from Xue Shuyang was like a drum beating in their hearts, and it was really a lingering sound.

While they were nervous and flustered, they also felt a little proud and excited in their hearts!

Ten thousand cultivators gathered together to worship the mountain in front of the valley.

They also complained about Yaowang Valley's inaction while bragging and spanking.

I may have fantasized about shouting in front of the Yaowang Valley, but if I really want to do it, let alone shouting at the top of my voice, my legs will become weak just standing here.

Besides, with their influence, not to mention the tens of thousands of monks accompanying them, beating gongs and drums all the way, as long as they dare to express this idea, their own children will probably hold them back and prevent them from going crazy.

If this person hadn't been Xue Shuyang, the most amazing person in Chibi Sanfang, who had created countless miracles, and was the grandfather of Zhenren Ziyang, no matter how brave they were, they wouldn't have dared to do such a thing as touching the tiger's butt.

…

After a few moments, a large group of people walked out of Yaowang Valley.

It was Ziyang who took the lead.

Ziyang bowed slightly to Xue Shuyang:

"Grandpa, I wanted to go, but I have more important things to do. To apologize, please bring these things with you!"

"This one is a third-level spiritual tree, the Man-Eating Willow, and this one is a soul-sacrifice secret technique, as well as these pills."

After giving everything to Xue Shuyang, Ziyang continued:

"It's personal now, it's time to talk about business."

"The Medicine King Valley has sect rules. After the demonic tide starts, you must stay in the valley and not leave without permission. After discussing with the uncle of the valley master, I decided to send one person to duel with you. If you win, you can take away some of your disciples!"

"So, that person..."

"It's my grandson!"

"Okay, it's a pity that we didn't succeed in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. In this case, we will have a fight!"

…

Zi Yang and Xue Shuyang fought for three days and three nights.

The golden sword is like the sea, and the emerald green sun burns the sky.

Others were stunned to see it!

Three days and three nights later, the two were still tied.

On this day, Ziyang suddenly admitted defeat.

Ziyang said: "Anyone who wants to go out to slay demons can do so. There will be merit rewards and all the training materials for ten years will be provided."

"But once you go out, you can only come back today, twenty-five years later!"

“The formation will be launched for half a year that year, so we won’t wait if it’s late!”

Xue Shuyang also responded: "The rest of the supplies will be made up by Chibi Sanfang!"

Half a month later, a large group of people left in a mighty manner.

Most of them are still the original monks from Fangshi. There are only...a few people in Yaowang Valley who are really willing to come out.

Most of them are just greedy for supplies.

Thirty-six Qi refining, three foundation building, and no golden elixir!

It is foreseeable that no golden elixir has been released, but Xue Shuyang is still a little dissatisfied with the fact that there are only these few in the foundation building.

Sure enough, people in the cultivation world are more indifferent...

Once they have the hope of immortality, they are unwilling to take risks even if they know how illusory this hope is.

For the sake of one or two immortality spots, everyone has become more selfish...

This is different from warriors. Warriors will age and die no matter how high their cultivation level is, so they are more willing to fight for future generations and sacrifice for future generations!

When the Wu Kingdom faced the catastrophe, almost all the people went into battle, and all the warriors killed monsters during that time.

The warriors of the Wu Kingdom could have chosen but chickened out and left everything to the martial punishment team, but they didn't.

The vast majority of warriors are willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of their country.

Use your own life to build the Demonic Wall of Flesh.

At the end of the battle, each of the third-level warriors took the risk of death and jumped into the palm of Lao Xue...

Now Lao Xue couldn't help but have an extremely strong idea in his heart, to replace cultivation with martial arts and completely rule the world.

Let me crush all your hopes of immortality...!

For those who can see forever, I am enough! !