Immortal Palace Longevity

"Hurry to Zhenyang Dojo, Youshi."

There are only eight simple words in the sect's token, which are concise yet concise.

But it did not explain what the specific matter was, or what the task was.

Liu Yu put the token into his storage bag and fell into thinking.

If you are so secretive, something big is not going to happen, right?

Somehow, he could easily connect to the previous abnormal situation in the city. Are the two related?

During this period of time, Wu Chang had gone to inquire about this information, but the news he got was exactly the same as what Liu Yu had seen before.

Most of the second-level talismans in most shops have been purchased, and only a few shops have one or two left to prop up their facades.

The forces within Yuanyang Sect are also complex, and various forces may not necessarily buy each other's fault.

In a sect, it is impossible for a single family or monk to achieve this kind of energy.

The only one who can do this is the sect itself.

It's useless to think too much, just go and take a look and you will know.

Now that he got the news, he was going to Zhenyang Dojo and naturally had no time to practice. Liu Yu gave up on this plan, opened the formation and walked out of the cave.

He patted the storage bag and took out the Soul-Chasing Blade, which turned into a black light and soared into the sky, flying towards the Tongtian Peak.

He had no intention of leaving Ji Ruyan, and the less monks knew about his whereabouts, the better.

The black escaping light shuttled between the mountains, moving at a speed of four hundred miles per hour. The occasional oncoming escaping light soon became a thing of the past.

Many disciples in the Qi Refining Stage who were escaping from the light, seeing Liu Yu's spiritual pressure and aura, either stayed away from him; or they stopped escaping the light and bowed, and waited until the Foundation Establishment Deacon was far away before continuing to fly.

Liu Yu's expression was solemn on the Son's Soul-Chasing Blade.

Along the way, he saw several foundation-building monks. He didn't know how many foundation-building monks there were in other directions. All signs indicated that the sect was about to make a big move.

"I hope that the sect's big move will not affect my cultivation."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but Liu Yu's flight of light did not pause and flew straight towards Tongtian Peak.

More than two hours later, we arrived at Tongtian Peak and landed at the dojo.

To the east of Zhenyang Dojo are pavilions and towers for monks to rest and entertain, to the west are five huge fighting platforms, and to the north is the entrance to Tongtian Peak.

To the south is a bronze hall that is almost the same as the Zongmen Hall, but more simple and solemn. On the hanging plaque are written the three characters "Zhenyang Palace" from right to left. It is said that these three characters were handmade by the former Yuanying Patriarch. Written as mentioned.

The Zhenyang Palace is usually not open. Only when Elder Jindan gives a sermon, or when there are important events that require the elder to announce in person, will the tasks be announced here.

As for the "head" of Zhuang Ziling, he mainly deals with some unimportant trivial matters. The arrangements for the relevant foundation-building monks have to be arranged with other sect leaders, which is equivalent to a chief with greater power.

As one of the famous Jindan families in the sect, the Yan family naturally has a seat among the sect leaders.

The Li family has more than one Jindan cultivator. With the rise of Master Changfeng, it has become the first family in the sect and has more than one chief executive position.

As a monk who was very close to the Yan family and a registered disciple of Elder Changkong, Liu Yu naturally visited the heads of the two families in the past few years, became familiar with them, and offered some benefits overtly and covertly.

He mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally, implying that he would arrange fewer sect tasks for himself. If it was unavoidable, he would arrange something that would be simple and end quickly.

Liu Yu returned to the sect this time and had not been tied up by the sect's mission for a while. This was largely because someone above him had spoken, and partly because of his improved cultivation and status.

However, the head and principals can still only arrange for monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building. If the number is larger, they will have to ask the Golden Core Elder for instructions.

As for the late-stage foundation-building monks, preparing for the golden elixir is the most important thing. Late-stage foundation-building monks will not be assigned tasks unless necessary.

If there are more difficult tasks that cannot be completed by those who are not powerful in the late stage of foundation building, they are usually arranged directly by the Jindan elders, similar to the "Presbyterian Council" in Wangyue City.

Liu Yu put the Soul-Chasing Blade into his storage bag and looked around at the dojo.

It was Shenshi at this time, the sunlight was no longer so strong, but there were very few people in the pavilions, and the fighting stage was also empty.

Only outside the True Yang Palace, there are many monks.

Some monks entered the temple without saying a word.

Some monks met familiar people and stopped in front of the temple to exchange greetings and ask each other if they knew why the sect summoned the monks this time.

Regardless of their cultivation level or status, the people who were asked all shook their heads with a blank look on their faces.

"It seems that this matter is limited to the golden elixir level for the time being, and no or very few foundation-building monks know about it."

With eyes on all directions and ears on all directions, Liu Yu stayed in a corner and silently collected information.

"Junior Brother Liu, have you also received information from the sect?"

"Junior brother Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Can you come in and stock up on second-level elixirs?"

Suddenly, two monks came over and greeted Liu Yu politely.

"That's right, how can Liu have the goods in his hands? It has already been ordered by fellow disciples before it is refined."

Liu Yu nodded slightly and showed a wry smile in response to the words of his two classmates.

He strictly controlled the quantity and quality of the elixirs sold on the market, which was in line with the alchemy attainments of a newly promoted second-level alchemist.

The bulk of the sales are still in Jinxingfang City, and with various secret sales in various disguises, the source and whereabouts of the elixirs are difficult to trace.

On the surface, most of the elixirs he refines every year are provided to the Yan family.

The two of them exchanged a few words with Liu Yu. Seeing that Liu Yu was not very interested and only treated him politely, they walked away knowingly.

There were several waves of monks like this, and there were more than a dozen of them.

As the status of "elder disciple", "second-level alchemist" and so on spread, Liu Yu met and made more friends of the same realm in the sect, and there would no longer be the embarrassing situation of not being able to find colleagues to communicate with.

After several rounds of pleasantries, half an hour had passed. Seeing that he could not collect any useful information, he had already planned to enter the Zhenyang Palace.

"Senior Brother Liu, long time no see."

"Hey, congratulations to my senior brother for his great improvement in cultivation and promotion to the middle stage of foundation building!"

Just when Liu Yu was about to go in, a familiar voice came. He turned around and saw that it was Yan Kai.

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Yan. I haven't seen him for a long time."

"How are you doing, junior brother?"

Liu Yu replied with a smile.

He was quite impressed by Yan Kai. He had saved Yan Kai many times and had extraordinary luck. His attitude was closer to him. He was optimistic that he might achieve extraordinary achievements in the future.

Needless to say, there is no need to say much about the role of chance and luck. Isn’t it possible that the Immortal Mansion is not a manifestation of chance and luck to some extent?

"It's still the same in the past few years. I can't compare to Senior Brother Liu's rapid progress."

Yan Kai said with a smile on his face, without the usual humility.

The two said a few words and then walked into the hall together.

Entering the temple, the voices in my ears suddenly became quieter. As the place where Elder Jindan preached, no one dared to be presumptuous.

The hall is simply divided into two floors. The first floor is where the foundation-building monks are, with chairs placed there; the first floor is high up like the golden elixir monks, with several stone seats carved with dragons and phoenixes.

There are thirty-three steps connecting the first and second floors, which seems to be a metaphor for something.

Liu Yu and Yan Kai quietly found two seats in the last few rows and sat down.

Immediately after sitting down, there were whispers in my ears. The familiar Foundation Establishment monks were chatting about unimportant daily matters.

According to Tiannan's consistent tradition, the higher the status and the higher the cultivation level, the later the monk will appear. The dignified golden elixir monk naturally only appeared at the last moment.

As for those monks who are late, they are often labeled as ungrateful and ostracized by other monks.

If you don't arrive at the specified time, no matter how big or small it is, if Elder Jindan is in a bad mood, you may also receive some punishment.

Listening to the words in his ears, Liu Yu also chatted quietly with Yan Kai.

In the spiritual sense, this child's aura and spiritual pressure are very stable. It is obvious that not only is his cultivation stable, but he has also made small progress.

Unknowingly, an hour passed and the time came to Youshi.

The number of monks in the temple has also increased from fifty or sixty at the beginning to nearly two hundred now.

These are not the scale that was mixed with family monks and casual cultivators in Wangyue City, but they are all genuine Yuanyang Sect foundation-building monks.

Because of the cold mist spirit stone mine, after the melee among the five sects of the Immortal Cultivation World of Chu State, many foundation-building monks died, but new foundation-building monks have been born in recent years.

After being tempered by the war in the world of cultivators, the probability of cultivators successfully building foundations in recent years has exceeded before, so the overall size is still maintained at about 400.

Excluding the monks stationed at various resource points and the four major fairy cities on the border, the two hundred foundation-building monks present were almost the maximum number that the sect could mobilize.

"Zhao Wuji", "Zhou Zhuofeng", "Li BuTong", "Bai Yuxuan" and "Qin Qing"

After chatting with Yan Kai for a while, the two of them remained silent for a while. Liu Yu glanced towards the palace and saw many familiar figures.

Several of the three heroes and four heroes from the sect came, and all of them were in the late stage of foundation building.

The two "fairies" loved by many Yuanyang Sect monks, Fairy Lengyue and Fairy Honglian, were also present this time.

They are among the Three Elites and Four Elites, their cultivation strength is in the foundation-building realm, and they have stunning looks and figures. They are the dream lovers of many disciples.

Many monks looked at the two women with a little fiery look in their eyes.

However, the two women remained indifferent and kept their expressions on their faces. They were obviously used to such scenes and maintained a cold temperament, which made many monks retreat in the face of difficulties.

Liu Yu was no exception. He stayed on the beautiful faces of the two women for a while before looking away.

After so much experience, he has already seen through beauty, and the simple and beautiful appearance can no longer make waves in his heart. He is no longer the young boy he was before.

After a while, no monk came for a while.

All the monks in the temple knew that the elder was coming soon, and the whispers gradually became rarer until they disappeared completely, and it became audible in the temple.

Liu Yu and Yan Kai closed their eyes and sat quietly to relax.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a powerful aura appeared at the palace door, and the cultivators in the palace suddenly looked back.

A middle-aged Taoist wearing a dark green Taoist robe with three-dimensional facial features and a beard appeared in front of him.

With his keen spiritual sense, Liu Yu discovered it half a breath before the other monks, but in order not to appear different, he forcibly suppressed the urge to look back.

After the other monks looked back, they followed the crowd and turned back.

The person coming is none other than Master Changfeng!

"Welcome Master Changfeng!"

A loud voice sounded in the hall, and all the cultivators stood up and saluted in unison.

Changfeng Zhenren just nodded imperceptibly, walked calmly and steadily to the end of the first floor, then flew directly to the second floor of the hall and sat down on a stone seat in the middle.

"No need to be polite, my fellow apprentices, please sit down."

Changfeng Zhenren didn't speak very hard, but his steady voice seemed to ring from all angles in the hall, loud and detached.

"Thank you, uncle!"

All the cultivators sat down as he was told, and their postures were very upright.

No cultivators whispered, and no cultivators sent messages through their spiritual consciousness, all waiting for the elder's instructions.

Liu Yu looked normal, but his heart was horrified, and he really felt the horror of this Changfeng.

Relying on his spiritual perception that was far more sensitive than that of cultivators at the same level, he could still feel the power of Jindan cultivators in other elders. But facing Changfeng Zhenren, he didn't have this feeling at all, as if the other party was a mortal, and his spiritual perception didn't have any warning at all.

This was certainly not because the spiritual perception had lost its effect, but because the means were beyond his imagination.

While Liu Yu was thinking, Changfeng Zhenren made another move.

He just waved his hand lightly, and a huge light map appeared in the air.

"Chu", "Yan", "Nanyu", "Wei"

This seems to be a map of the entire Tiannan region, with the names and territories of various countries, as well as the markings of major immortal cities and important resource points.

"All of you brothers and sisters know about the Nine-Nation Covenant."

Changfeng Zhenren's words sounded again.

As he spoke, the nine major countries named gray on the light map, as well as dozens of small countries near the Hengduan Mountains in the north, instantly turned gray in their occupied territories.

And the rest of Tiannan was instantly dyed black and white.

Black, white, and gray, the three colors divided the entire Tiannan, leaving only some insignificant corners that are not worth mentioning.

From this map, it can be seen that black and white obviously occupy more places, while gray is not as good as the former two, but it is not much less.

"Nine-Nation Covenant?"

Liu Yu certainly knew this.

Good and evil have always been the two largest camps in Tiannan's immortal cultivation world, and have dominated the Tiannan immortal cultivation world since ancient times.

"Good grows and evil disappears, good disappears and evil grows."

This refers to the situation in Tiannan hundreds of thousands of years ago.

However, this situation changed ten thousand years ago. At that time, the battle between good and evil caused heavy casualties, and the strength of both sides was greatly consumed.

Taking advantage of the fact that the strength of both sides was weakened and they had no time to care about other things, several major countries at that time took the lead and united to form an alliance, and separated from the camps of good and evil.

When both sides of good and evil reacted, it was too late. The alliance had grown to a certain extent and developed into a "Nine-Nation Alliance", and the territories were closely connected and backed by the Hengduan Mountains.

If either side of good and evil attacked forcefully, it would definitely suffer a great loss of strength, giving the other side a chance.

Therefore, this situation, which was barely considered a "three-legged tripod", has continued, and it has been more than 10,000 years now.