God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

On a small island somewhere near the East China Sea.

Jiang Linger stared at the rippling sea, her thoughts flying.

"Big sister, are you still determined to go?"

"I have made up my mind, and I will leave the rest to you..."

Jiang Linger turned around and looked at Du Xi, only to see him nodding helplessly.

The two of them were different from before.

Both advanced to the foundation-building stage!

This island is a secret place.

By chance, Du Xi and others who were arranged here discovered it.

Due to lack of manpower and mutual distrust, it has been dragging on like this.

Fortunately, a few years ago, Big Sister Bai Ling came. She was enough to be the leader of this group of core disciples in terms of strength and status.

Finally, a year ago, she made sufficient preparations and led everyone to explore this secret place together.

During this period, she also experienced several life-and-death crises, but the well-prepared Jiang Linger used her wisdom and knowledge to lead everyone through it again and again.

In the end, the harvest was quite fruitful.

Two foundation-building spiritual objects were obtained in total. Jiang Linger got one for herself, and then, based on her performance in this secret realm, she gave the other to Du Xi.

In this secret realm, Jiang Linger remained calm and acted decisively, which convinced everyone. Du Xi's contribution was also great, and everyone had nothing to say.

The main reason was that there were several "golden jade ganoderma" that were about to mature in the spiritual field in the secret realm. They would have opportunities in the future, so there was no need to rush.

Jiang Linger had already reached the great perfection of Qi training, and she successfully broke through the foundation-building period with this foundation-building spiritual object.

Du Xi came later and successfully broke through three months ago.

In this way, Jiang Linger was relieved. Even after she left, there were still foundation-building cultivators to take care of the fire of the Xiaoyao Sect.

And she was ready to go back and fight with her master and junior brothers!

If there had not been this secret realm, she would never have had such an idea, but since then, the sect has successors, and the foundation-building cultivators can protect the sect for a hundred years.

And she can do what she wants to do...

After getting ready, she came to the underground secret room of this island, where there are several teleportation arrays.

Unfortunately, many of them are already dilapidated, and there are only two that can be used. One of them leads to the secret realm where they have gained a lot.

And the other one leads to a place in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, which is one of the reasons why she wants to go back!

If she can lead the Xiaoyao Sect to escape here, maybe she can use this array to escape from the battlefield.

At that time, it would be a good idea to re-establish the sect on this distant east coast!

She had secretly explored it. It was remote and little known. Unfortunately, there were monsters guarding it. At that time, she was not strong enough and did not dare to move rashly.

But now her strength is enough, and the sect's fire is also guarded by someone, so she has no worries.

She walked to the array, and everyone saw her off.

Jiang Linger nodded to them and activated the array.

The array light slowly lit up, and she couldn't help but recall the past few years.

Discover secret realms, develop secret realms, obtain treasures, and advance to foundation building.

Every step is like the protagonist in the storybook, extremely lucky.

[So, I am also a person favored by luck...]

[I hope this luck can bring more people, Master... Junior Brother... I'm back! ]

The teleportation array aura emerged, and her figure disappeared on the array.

......

The Flame Gate, the fire was blazing, and the "forging furnace" that the sect was proud of collapsed...

Under the sky-high light column, the sect disciples fought with swords.

"Why... why..."

The ancestor of the Flame Gate, with a giant sword piercing his chest, was breathing less in and out more at this moment.

He grasped the giant sword weakly, staring blankly at the disciple in front of him, who he was most proud of, and couldn't believe it.

"Old man, your vision is too low..."

"Your biggest expectation of me is to become a fake Dan cultivator... But my ambition is to become a real Jindan Zhenren, or even..."

"The position of Zhenjun!"

"And for this, I need a token of surrender... You will fulfill my wish, right... Old man..."

The ancestor stretched out his hand tremblingly, but eventually fell to the ground, his head silently lowered, and as the man spoke, his eyes gradually lost their brilliance and no longer had any vitality.

......

At the same time, the Nine Suns Immortal City was in chaos.

In the sky, a figure slowly fell.

The city lord looked up, and the falling figure made his pupils shrink sharply.

He murmured in his mouth: "Master Muyang... has fallen..."

Not only him, many people noticed the falling figure on the horizon, that was the sitting master of the Nine Suns Immortal City, their pillar of support.

However...

All of a sudden, morale plummeted, and the battlefield, which was originally evenly matched, instantly became a one-sided situation.

After a while, a pillar of light appeared in Jiuyang Xiancheng.

The sloppy old Taoist, Chen Chen, descended from the sky. At this moment, he was covered in smoke and looked very miserable, but no one could look down on him.

A strong man in a black robe led people forward, "Meeting the 'Chen Xian Zhenren', the plan was successfully completed!"

"Completed, completed, what are you talking to the old Taoist, don't you see how miserable the old Taoist is? Go find me some clothes!"

"Yes!"

After he left, Chen Chen held his waist, found a step, and sat down, without any image at all.

"Ouch, it hurts..."

"What a bad luck! He has the nerve to let a wandering Taoist priest like me take on such a tough task..."

Then, he looked at the pillar of light that reached the sky and sighed slightly: "But it's worth it to be able to see such a grand scene!"

......

Xiaoyao Sect, the top of Danfeng...

Zhao Yonghong looked at the Xiaoyao Sect disciples who kept attacking from below and shook his head slightly.

"It's just in vain after all..."

The entire Danfeng was shrouded in a formation, and thousands of black-clothed monks above the middle stage of Qi training fought against the monks coming from below.

On the other side, it was the battlefield of the foundation-building monks. Jiang Qing and the colorful ring python fought against a strange monk in the late stage of foundation-building.

The head of the sect, Bai Jixin, was also intercepted by another foundation-building monk.

However, there was another foundation-building monk on the Danfeng who did not fight and watched the battle calmly.

Zhao Yonghong observed the battlefield and found that two people were missing.

Master Xiaoyao and the head of Lingzhi Peak, Lin Zhisheng!

"Are these two planning something?"

But on second thought, they still have a trump card to play, and they can't turn the tables.

Boom!

A golden light appeared on the main peak, and a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared. The tide of spiritual energy spread for a thousand miles, which was spectacular!

Zhao Yonghong was shocked by the strange phenomenon: "This... This is..."

The black-clothed sturdy man looked solemn and replied: "Someone is breaking through the Jindan stage!"