Immortal Immortal

Years fly by.

It has been more than 350 years since Li Mo settled in Qingcheng Sect.

In the world of immortality in later generations, all mortals are immortal, thousands of years are fleeting, and most forces have limited changes.

But the ancient world of immortality was different. Countless forces rose and fell in three hundred years.

Even though the Qingcheng Sect's reputation in the south far exceeds that of ordinary sects, its loneliness is an indisputable fact, even though they still consider themselves a large sect.

As for the turmoil caused by the original banishment of immortals, it has disappeared.

The news that Luo Qiuzi died of exhaustion of longevity spread like wildfire. The Qingcheng sect was unable to justify it, and simply claimed that Luo Qiuzi was away seeking an opportunity to advance to the Mahayana stage and disappeared.

Whether it can deter others is hard to say, at least people inside are already panicking.

The Qingcheng Sect's back mountain is no longer a forbidden area, and occasionally a few handyman disciples are sent to clean the stairs leading to the depths along the mountain road.

"Changxi, do you think the Qingcheng faction will cause any trouble?"

"The second brother sent me a letter home saying that the Blood Demon Sect, which is close to the Qingcheng Sect, is a little uneasy, and demons attack the town from time to time."

A half-grown child of twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a broom in his hand, headed towards the top of the mountain with the children next to him of the same age.

"Don't talk nonsense. In our place, a crow's mouth will be slapped."

Chang Xi looked worried and knocked Qiao Dayou on the shoulder with the broom handle. The latter scratched his head and laughed honestly.

"Dayou, what's the point of caring about this? We'll be down the mountain in two years. We might as well go home and enjoy the happiness of the world."

"I still want to join the Tao, hehe."

Both of them were low-qualified handyman disciples, and their families arranged to join the Immortal Sect for gilding.

However, there are always handyman disciples who choose to stay in the Immortal Sect forever. Changxi heard that Lao Zhou from the cook's room had been in the Qingcheng Sect for more than forty years.

Chang Xi couldn't help complaining: "It's not pleasant, it's too unpleasant. Becoming an immortal is not pleasant, and practicing cultivation is even more unpleasant."

Qiao Dayou did not refute, but helped Chang Xi clean the stairs.

While the two were noisy, they came to the top of the back mountain, where a lush forest surrounded an ancient tree two to three hundred meters high.

They put away their brooms and climbed to the branch along the ancient tree.

Watching the rising sun, the two of them looked a little intoxicated for a moment. At least the beautiful scenery in Qingcheng Sect was rare in the world.

"What a pity, there are dark clouds, hiss, dark red dark clouds..."

Chang Xi frowned slightly. In just a few breaths, the dark clouds covered the sky and covered the sun, spreading towards the Qingcheng Sect at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That...that's the Blood Demon Sect!!"

Qiao Dayou was so frightened that he almost fell off the tree branch, but fortunately You Changxi grabbed his arm.

"What should we do? What should we do?"

The two of them were at a loss. The Qingcheng Sect seemed to have had a premonition, and all the disciples rushed out to form a giant sword formation that was more than a kilometer long.

"Young Tide, you are bullying me and there is no one in my sect? Do you dare to come to the Qingcheng sect and act wild?!!"

Taoist Master Shanzhou used his Qi to move his sword, and his natal flying sword swallowed up hundreds of sword Qi, and with the cooperation of the mountain-protecting array, he barely blocked the sea of ​​blood.

"Hehehe, where is Luoqiuzi? Let him come to see me."

The blood tide covered the sky, and the residual power from the integration stage was like substance. After confirming that Luo Qiuzi's aura was no longer there, a large number of demonic cultivators came in.

He didn't give Taoist Shanzhou a chance to speak.

After all, no matter how much profit you promise, it can't compare to directly confiscating your home. The foundation of a large sect is profound, enough to feed a dozen medium-sized sects.

Shanzhou Taoist Priest seemed powerless when faced with Xue Chaozi, even if the latter was in the combined stage of promotion through trickery, so he could only give in for the time being.

"Hey!!"

A loud shout came from the back mountain, and layman Qinglian, who was in the late stage of refining the void, attacked Xue Chaozi.

It can be clearly seen that after Qinglian layman failed to advance to the realm of refining, his essence, energy and spirit were damaged, making it difficult for his body and soul to recover.

Without any hesitation, she directly chose the secret technique to burn the foundation.

As soon as the two collided, the clouds in the sky scattered.

Qinglian layman had no chance of winning. She could only create as much noise as possible, hoping that the other large immortal sects would help the Qingcheng sect preserve the Taoist heritage for the sake of being a Taoist sect.

Taoist Master Shanzhou looked sad, fighting with his disciples and demon cultivators.

He understood that the sect's demise was already certain, and he had been traveling around for these years just to find a large sect that was willing to take action.

As a result, it seemed that the Qingcheng Sect had been divided up long ago after Luo Qiuzi's longevity was exhausted.

On the surface, the Blood Demon Sect attacked and killed the Qingcheng Sect, but in reality there were at least seven or eight factions, large and small, waiting to collect the corpses.

As soon as the two sides fought, the number of casualties began to increase.

The mountain-protecting array became shaky under the aftermath of the integration period. The mountains had cracks running through the rock walls and could collapse at any time.

"Help, help..."

Chang Xi had never seen such a scene before. The immortals who were usually unattainable were crushed to pieces in the hands of the demon cultivator.

As the supreme elder, Qinglian layman was also gradually dying. He tried to summon the dharma body outside his body several times, but was blocked by Xue Chaozi.

The reason Xue Chaozi did not immediately cut off the vitality of Qinglian layman was because he wanted a complete corpse, which would be perfect for blood refining.

"Hehehe, it turns out that it is the outsider who is strong but the middleman is the master. You Luo Qiuzi, I am afraid he has been dead for who knows how many years. No matter what, I will use your entire sect to refine the magic weapon of the magic sect."

puff.

Qinglian layman vomited blood, and sent a message from his spiritual consciousness to Shanzhou Taoist priest to find an opportunity to escape.

Taoist priest Shanzhou just shook his head.

If the Qingcheng sect is not good at escape, how can they escape from the heavily surrounded Hundred Thousand Mountains? They might as well bury corpses at the mountain gate, which is worthy of their ancestors.

As the conflict intensified, the protective formation became more and more incomplete.

It has even spread to the back mountains.

The dead wood in the center had cracks spreading, and Chang Xi and the two were crumbling.

"Da You, I'm afraid I'm going to die in the back mountains. I'm afraid my parents won't be able to find my body. Hey, I shouldn't have come to the Qingcheng sect if I had known better."

Compared to Chang Xi's despair, Qiao Dayou seemed much calmer.

"Chang Xi, Lao Zhou once said that the ancient tree we are in has hidden mysteries. He heard a fairy light explode a few years ago."

"Zhou Qi is nothing. He is an old antique who wants to join Taoism. How could he know..."

Before Chang Xi could finish his words, the crack in the center of the ancient tree penetrated completely, and a bright light emitted from it, illuminating the entire mountain.

"It turns out there really is an immortal." Qiao Dayou and Chang Xi got down on the giant tree.

Before they could get close to the fairy light, a figure walked out slowly. In an instant, the dispute between the two demons came to an abrupt end.

"who is it?!!"

Xue Chaozi's face appeared, staring at the back mountain.

"Luo Qiuzi, you're not dead? It turns out you were hiding in a corner. Well, well, well, why don't you wait until the Qingcheng sect is destroyed and show up again?"

The morale of the Qingcheng Sect has soared, and the disciples have formed a sword formation to overwhelm the Blood Demon Sect.

Taoist Master Shanzhou and layman Qinglian looked at each other and could see each other's shock, because Luo Qiuzi was indeed dead.

They looked towards the back hill and saw a familiar figure standing there.

No matter the appearance or the aura emanating from his body, they are all the same as Luo Qiuzi. Could it be that the uncle was faking his death earlier?

Something is wrong.

Ancient wood is a banished immortal...

Taoist priest Shanzhou took a deep breath. That statue of an immortal that had not responded for hundreds of years was actually a banished immortal who descended from the earth?

Xue Chaozi noticed the fear of Taoist Shanzhou and determined that Luo Qiuzi was at the end of his strength.

"Whether you are alive or not, I will take revenge today. Luo Qiuzi, I will turn you into a puppet with spiritual intelligence and suffer eternal torture!"

The blood tide roared away, and the Qingcheng sect's mountain-protecting formation collapsed.

In the eyes of others, Luo Qiuzi just looked around with an unpredictable smile on his face, as if he didn't take Xue Chaozi to heart.

"There really are immortal bones. Hehe, it's perfect for nourishing the Immortal Bones of Ten Thousand Swords."

Li Mo noticed the immortal bones at the bottom of the mountain. The immortal spiritual energy retained in them was very complete. Perhaps it was because the Qingcheng Sect never stopped fishing, nourishing the immortal bones with their spiritual veins at all times.

"die!!!"

Xue Chaozi let out a sharp roar, and all the monks covered their ears in unison.

Li Mo raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​blood. He gestured with his right hand in the air, which was somewhat similar to the introductory sword moves of the Qingcheng Sect.

Taoist Master Shanzhou trembled all over. Was the banished immortal trying to comprehend the Qingcheng Sect's Taoist heritage?

But when things come to an end, is it too late?

As a result, in a few breaths, Li Mo had mastered all the sword moves of the Qingcheng School, and the trajectory drawn by his right hand became increasingly complicated and breathtaking.

"He, he, he..." Taoist priest Shanzhou suddenly realized that what Luo Qiuzi said was right, it was indeed the influence of the immortal who helped him escape.

"Noisy."

Li Mo snorted coldly and pointed his finger towards the sky.

He didn't absorb spiritual energy into his body, so he was just exerting some energy, but the strength of his physical body during the tribulation period had already surpassed everything else.

Boom boom boom.

The hurricane compressed to the extreme turned into a sword energy, directly sweeping across the sea of ​​​​blood.

With just one finger, Xue Chaozi's body was severely injured, organ fragments fell like raindrops, and the demon cultivators present fell into a daze.

"The physical body has just reached the stage of transcending tribulation, and it is a little uncomfortable to control it."

"Ahhhhh..."

"You are not Luo Qiuzi, definitely not Luo Qiuzi!!!"

Xue Chaozi turned around and ran away completely, completely ignoring his fellow disciples around him. Upon seeing this, the Qingcheng faction immediately launched a counterattack.

Li Mo picked up a stone under the incredulous gazes of Chang Xi and the other two.

"I took away the immortal bones, Luo Qiuzi. From now on, the troubles caused by the Qingcheng Sect have nothing to do with me."

Whoosh.

Stones were thrown.

Thousands of miles turned into a clear and clear sky, and the sun shone on the back mountains of the Qingcheng Sect.

Xue Tidezi's soul was scattered, and the stones stained with the blood and energy of the Tribulation Stage were simply not something that a Demonic Cultivator in the Fusion Stage could withstand.

Li Mo walked towards the bottom of the mountain, grabbing the mountain with both hands in full view of everyone, and then the ground shook and the mountain slowly rose.

In the world of immortality, the method of moving mountains in a general sense refers to the technique of stripping away spiritual veins.

However, Li Mo held a mountain several thousand meters tall in his palm without revealing any spiritual power. It was simply beyond imagination.

He came to where the spiritual veins were, and more than a hundred meters of immortal bones were absorbed into the small world of Corpse Mountain.

"Four hundred years have passed. I have to put down the chess pieces, and then find a blessed place and cave to seek the opportunity to become an immortal."

Li Mo put the mountain back to its original place, then jumped up with both feet and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a thousand-meter deep pit.

Taoist priest Shanzhou shouted loudly: "Congratulations to the Supreme Elder Luo Qiuzi!"

The Book of Creation reflects the memory of the Qingcheng Sect, which was destroyed in the early stages of the great changes in the world.