I rely on length to cultivate immortality

"Finally, I succeeded in breaking through!"

Chu Ya completed the breakthrough at the fastest speed and was promoted to the God Transformation Stage. After that, his cultivation level continued to soar, from the early stage of God Transformation to the middle stage of God Transformation, and then to the late stage of God Transformation...

And it is still improving!

After all, it is a hundred years of accumulation, and it is a great success.

However, the momentum is not as strong as at the beginning. There will be a period of cultivation blowout after the emotional ties are cut off. After the explosive growth, it will gradually slow down. The benefits brought by the subsequent cutting of emotional ties will take a certain amount of time to slowly digest.

Chu Ya decisively suppressed the improvement of his cultivation temporarily to avoid another breakthrough.

He rushed out at the fastest speed and headed straight for the gate of the Xianchen Sect.

As a result, when he arrived, he found that everything was over?

Some people cheered happily, with a face full of joy of surviving a disaster, and some people were still in shock and talked to others about what had just happened.

"What's going on? The enemy has retreated?"

Chu Ya asked, pulling a disciple.

This disciple never left the Xianchen Sect's protective formation from beginning to end, and had no idea what happened on the outer front. He just saw Motu showing his might and killing several demons in seconds.

At this time, his face was full of excitement, and he said incoherently: "The last demon lord! It was the last demon lord who took action!"

"The last demon lord? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chu Ya pulled another disciple over, and this disciple also nodded confidently: "It was indeed the last demon lord. The situation was critical at the time. Fortunately, the last demon lord took action and killed the four demons. Those demons said it before they died. It must be right!"

Other disciples around also echoed: "Yes, if it weren't for the last demon lord, I'm afraid none of the registered disciples and merchants outside would survive!"

Chu Ya was dumbfounded. It would be fine if one or two people said so, but everyone said so, and he couldn't help but believe it.

However, the disciples only knew that the last demon lord took action to kill the demons, and they didn't know why the enemy retreated.

Seeing that he couldn't get any more answers here, Chu Ya left the protective formation and flew outside.

Soon he met several elders of the sect.

"Elder, what's going on?" Chu Ya asked.

The elders were also confused: "I don't know."

The elders of Xianchen Sect were all confused now. They felt that the enemies who besieged Xianchen Sect were all sick. They didn't know any of them and had no grudges against them in the past or today, but they just came to attack them.

This group of people broke through the outer formation and surrounded these elders and beat them up. Just when they were about to collapse and were about to suffer casualties, these enemies retreated without any signs.

It was like a joke!

The elders of Xianchen Sect wanted to ask them for an explanation, but their strength was not as good as the enemy at present. Most of the sect's combat power was restrained by the beast tide, so they could only let these people leave first.

One of the elders scratched his beard and said, "I heard them say something like 'being seduced by a witch' before they left. Some of them apologized repeatedly and even compensated for some things..."

"Bewitched by a witch?" Chu Ya's eyelids jumped and he understood something.

At this moment, he suddenly took out a magic weapon for voice transmission, and his spiritual sense swept through it, and a trace of tenderness appeared on his face.

"Qiu'er is back."

Ye Yuqiu sent a message saying that she was about to arrive at the sect.

Chu Ya said goodbye to the two elders and flew out of the sect to meet Ye Yuqiu.

...

Ye Yuqiu was the first to rush back from the Xianyin front line, so she returned to the Xianchen Sect before the Xianchen Sect's reinforcement team.

When she was less than a hundred miles away from the Xianchen Sect, she sent a message to Chu Ya and learned that the Xianchen Sect was attacked by the love slaves. She was always worried about Chu Ya's safety.

She had just finished sending the message when she suddenly saw a man with gray hair blocking her way.

The man didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a kind smile on his face.

Ye Yuqiu saw that the man's cultivation was not inferior to hers, and asked cautiously: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

The man smiled but said nothing, just pointed in a direction.

The direction he pointed was not the direction Ye Yuqiu was going back to Xianchen Sect, which was slightly off.

Ye Yuqiu ignored him and cursed him in his heart, "You are sick", but said rudely: "I have something important to do, so I'm sorry I can't accompany you. If you stop me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

After that, he flew up and was about to pass the man.

But the man sighed silently, but his figure flashed and blocked Ye Yuqiu again.

A fierce look flashed in Ye Yuqiu's eyes, and he was no longer polite. The colorful light between his fingers bloomed and suppressed the man.

The man retreated again and again, avoiding the attack, and dazzling gold-plated characters appeared on his head, attracting Ye Yuqiu's attention.

"Daoyou, let's talk it over. Don't fight."

The man was Gui Wuyan who had just come out of retreat. Because Li Xiuchang provided a lot of longevity pills, and he had done some disguise himself, he looked a lot younger.

He originally wanted to be mysterious and come up with a wave of "immortal guidance", but Ye Yuqiu didn't buy it at all!

He had to use the old method of writing on his head to communicate.

"Who are you? What do you want to stop me for?" Ye Yuqiu asked again.

Words appeared on Gui Wuyan's head: "No time to explain more, Daoyou, come with me."

Ye Yuqiu's eyebrows were raised: "If you don't explain clearly, I won't go with you."

Gui Wuyan had no choice but to have a small essay appear on his head in an instant, explaining his identity, saying that he was Chen Changsheng's teammate, etc...

Before, Chen Changsheng had always been responsible for contacting Ye Yuqiu, but Ye Yuqiu also vaguely knew that there was a considerable force behind Chen Changsheng.

Relying on this short essay, Gui Wuyan finally persuaded Ye Yuqiu to follow him. The speed of both of them increased to the limit, which was no different from teleportation in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Are we going to Broken Immortal Cliff?"

Ye Yuqiu found that the direction they were heading was Broken Immortal Cliff.

After a while, the two of them had arrived near Broken Immortal Cliff and saw a silver-haired old man flying rapidly towards Broken Immortal Cliff from a distance.

The silver-haired man was injured and his cultivation was not as good as Gui Wuyan and Ye Yuqiu. Therefore, even if he tried his best to fly, his speed was still far behind Gui Wuyan and the others.

Gui Wuyan took out a golden abacus and randomly moved a few of the beads. The rolling sound waves shot out and accurately hit the silver-haired man, causing him to fall like a frightened bird.

The silver-haired man fell to the ground and struggled to get up and wanted to continue to escape.

But Gui Wuyan had already blocked him in front of him.

The silver-haired man was the silver-haired fortune teller that Li Xiu had seen before. After leaving Xianchen Sect, he rode his horse at full speed and fled to Broken Immortal Cliff.

But he was finally stopped by Gui Wuyan. He forced himself to remain calm: "I am deeply sorry for offending your sect. I am willing to do my best to compensate your sect for its losses. I only ask the two seniors to let me live."    Ye Yuqiu frowned slightly and said nothing. She still didn't fully understand why Gui Wuyan had asked her to come.

Three big words appeared directly above Gui Wuyan's head: "Stop pretending!"

The silver-haired fortune teller's eyes flashed with unwillingness. If Gui Wuyan had been a little later, he would have escaped to the lower world.

He asked hoarsely, "How did you find out?"

Gui Wuyan chuckled and said nothing. The words above his head spoke for him: "As a fortune teller, of course I rely on calculations. The competition between fortune tellers is like a game of chess. I let him make several moves first, giving him the advantage, but the outcome was uncertain until the end. Now it seems that I am the winner."

Gui Wuyan's smile faded, and the words above his head also switched to a new line of words: "Am I right? Tianxiang."

These words struck Ye Yuqiu like a thunderbolt, waking her up suddenly. A murderous aura rose in her eyes, and her eyes looking at the silver-haired fortune teller suddenly became fierce:

"Is he Tianxiang?"

She confirmed with Gui Wuyan again, but she really couldn't see any similarities between the silver-haired man in front of her and Tianxiang.

Not to mention the external aspects such as appearance and gender, even the aura and cultivation are completely different.

"Yes, and no." Gui Wuyan responded in words.

The silver-haired fortune-teller chuckled: "I don't know if I am me."

"What do you mean?" Ye Yuqiu found that he didn't like talking to fortune-tellers, who liked to play dumb.

But she misunderstood Gui Wuyan. Other fortune-tellers couldn't say much due to their lifespans, so they could only play dumb. As long as Gui Wuyan lived long enough, he would be eager to reveal all the secrets.

Next, Gui Wuyan used words to explain to Ye Yuqiu in detail what happened to Tianxiang.

In short, Tianxiang's consciousness was regenerated in the silver-haired fortune-teller.

From the perspective of cultivation, the silver-haired fortune-teller is still the silver-haired fortune-teller. His body is his, his soul is his, his cultivation is his, and even the frequency of his consciousness fluctuations has not changed.

But his memory has been cleared, replaced by Tianxiang's memory.

In other words, he and Tianxiang exchanged memories.

And memory is the cornerstone of everyone's consciousness. Different experiences and different memories create different consciousness and personality for everyone.

So it is a bit inaccurate to say that the current silver-haired fortune-teller is Tianxiang.

But it is even more inaccurate to say that he is still a silver-haired fortune teller.

After understanding the specific situation, Ye Yuqiu's expression was a little complicated, but he was determined to kill, and said:

"I don't know whether you are Tianxiang now, but I know that once I let you go, even if you are not Tianxiang, you will become the second Tianxiang."

The silver-haired man covered his mouth and chuckled, saying: "After being caught by you, I didn't think I could survive. I was unwilling not because I was afraid of death, but I felt that he had calculated everything and put himself in to save me, but in the end I didn't survive, which really failed his efforts."

This feminine action made by his male body is somewhat weird, but upon closer inspection, it feels a bit of a different charm.

After the transfer of consciousness, Tianxiang's understanding of the Great Dao is still there. Although this body and soul are not on the path of the Great Dao of Charm, it is a little difficult to blend, but as long as there is enough time, it can always be adjusted.

In just this short moment, the Great Dao of Charm has some meaning of reviving in her body, and it is only a matter of time to restore the previous state of the Dao and the body.

Gui Wuyan was silent for a few breaths, and then a word appeared on his head: "He lost to me, not because he was much weaker than me in divination, but because he was at a disadvantage from the beginning. He wanted to save you, but he couldn't find a way to succeed in ten thousand ways, so he could only settle for the second best and sacrifice himself to seek this last ray of life for you. And as you said, it's hard to say whether you who were rescued in this way are you.

"And I want to beat him, but I can't find a way to fail in ten thousand ways, so I don't know how to lose."

Tianxiang understood what Gui Wuyan meant.

The competition between divination masters is like a game of chess, but at the beginning of a game of chess, both sides are in a relatively fair situation.

But the game that the silver-haired divination master took over was a game of death and no way to survive, and he would lose the whole game no matter how he played.

If you really want to avoid losing, the only choice is not to take over this game of death.

If you don't enter, you won't lose.

Of course the silver-haired divination master also understood this, but the restraint of sentiment forced him to enter.

"Actually..." Tianxiang's tone rarely sounded sincere, "After he exchanged consciousness with me, the relationship between him and me has disappeared. He has a chance to regret it."

Ye Yuqiu said unceremoniously: "What do you want to explain? Does it mean that he really loves you and is not influenced by love? If this is true, it will only make him more miserable and you more abominable!"

At this time, above the clouds, Li Xiuchang stood beside Motu and cursed him angrily: "Licking a dog will lead to a good death!"

If he was affected by his emotions and couldn't help himself, it could be said that he had a hard time. But after the emotions disappeared, he still sacrificed himself to save Tianxiang without hesitation.

He and Brother Motu had just arrived, but they didn't go down. They used the Hidden Immortal Talisman to hide themselves high in the sky and watch the show.

Tianxiang opened his mouth to explain something, but finally sighed and said: "He is the most talented divination master I have ever seen. His talent is so terrible that it scares me. I always feel that he can set up a trap to break away from my control at any time. He can't I did this because of the emotional influence that made him absolutely loyal to me.

“But even so, for so many years, I would never contact him unless necessary, because I was afraid of falling into his scheme.

"But I never expected that even without the influence of love, he would still be willing to sacrifice himself to save me..."

As a master of playing with emotions, Tianxiang has always scorned the so-called true love. She only believes in loyalty driven by charm control or desire, but does not believe in "sincerity".

Ye Yuqiu interrupted her impatiently: "Okay, I'm not interested in hearing about your love history. You'd better die quickly."

She has lived for tens of thousands of years and is still passionate about feelings, so she is very disgusted with people like Tianxiang who play with feelings, not to mention that Tianxiang has tortured Chu Ya for a hundred years.

At this moment, a ray of light flew over, and it turned out that Chu Ya felt it.

The sound transmission magic weapon between him and Ye Yuqiu can sense each other's position within a certain distance. He originally came out to greet Ye Yuqiu, but he didn't expect to follow him all the way here.

"He is the person who tortured me for hundreds of years? Tianxiang?"

When he learned the identity of the silver-haired man in front of him from Ye Yuqiu, Chu Ya was confused.

How could the person he had thought about day and night for hundreds of years become a man?

What a joke!

"Want to kill him? Let me do it!" Chu Ya gritted his teeth and said proactively.

After hundreds of years of torture, why should he be allowed to breathe a sigh of relief!

Moreover, Tianxiang's corpse must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise word will spread that the person Chu Ya has been in love with for hundreds of years is a man, how can he have the nerve to go out and meet people?

"Use my sword." Ye Yuqiu handed over his sword thoughtfully. Otherwise, with Chu Ya's cultivation, even if Tianxiang lay still, Chu Ya would not be able to hurt her at all.

Chu Ya took the fairy sword, and the Qingqing sword came out. A flash of crimson sword light flashed, and the silver-haired man's head suddenly disappeared.

The sword light blessed by the fairy sword intertwined into a web, completely crushing the soul.

At this time, Tianxiang was really dead. Her soul was scattered, her body was dead, and there was no possibility of her coming back. She even had no chance of reincarnation.

High in the sky, Motu nodded gently: "If things happen here, I will go to the sea to help Lao Zhang and the others."