Immortal Palace Longevity

A month passed in a flash in the turbulent situation of Yan State.

One month later.

Xianque City.

This fairy city has been taken under the control of Yuanyang Sect, and the damage caused by the war has been repaired, and it still stands between heaven and earth.

Only on the mottled city wall, there are still traces of magic weapons and spells, which seem to silently tell the intensity of the war.

At noon, the sun is suspended in the middle of the sky, and the light is dazzling and hot.

A dazzling escape light came from the sky, and the unconcealed momentum was noticed by the guards on the city wall, who frowned and looked over.

When they saw that it was a familiar, fifty or sixty red boat, they were relieved.

Liu Yu stood quietly on the deck, looking at the fairy city that was taller than Wangyue City.

From far to near, with the eyesight of a cultivator, some traces on the city wall became clearer and clearer.

Some gaps that have not been repaired until now all show the cruelty of the war.

The Guiyuan Boat did not stop, but went straight through the high sky on the left side of Xianque City and continued to fly forward.

Today is the last day of the one-month deadline. Those who fail to arrive within the deadline will be severely punished. Even if they want to take a look at this historic fairy city, they cannot delay the time.

"A few months ago, if you wanted to watch the "Battle of Tianwang Mountain", you had to sneak through Xianque City."

"I didn't expect that now, you can pass by openly."

"Things are unpredictable."

Looking at the somewhat dilapidated fairy city below, Liu Yu sighed slightly.

After Zhou Zhuofeng's notice arrived, he changed his slow progress and chose to advance quickly.

Finally, the mission goal was completed before the one-month deadline.

If more strength is exposed, it is not impossible to be faster, but there is no need.

The trump card is only the most deterrent when it is not played.

Moreover, there is no way to explain his rapid progress. If it is not done well, it will be a disaster.

So Liu Yu chose to conceal it and used the "Hidden Spirit Technique" to converge his cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building.

There are countless talented people in this world of immortal cultivation, and there are always "seniors and masters" who are better than one another. Before you reach the peak, it is better to keep a low profile.

"Swoosh"

Under Liu Yu's control, the Guiyuan Boat made a loud sound of breaking through the air.

After a while, it flew over Xianque City.

An hour later, the bare Tianwang Mountain also came into view, and then quickly disappeared.

This time, that time.

A few months ago, the area of ​​Xianque City and Tianwang Mountain was still the front line.

But now, the front line has advanced to not far from the gate of Baiyun Temple, and this place can only be regarded as the rear.

On the deck of the Guiyuan Boat, Liu Yu stood with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Qiushui and Leng Yuexin stood on his left and right. In addition to these two fellow disciples, there were also twenty foundation building cultivators.

After a month of fighting like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, the team's strength has further grown, with 23 foundation-building monks and 800 Qi-refining monks.

As long as Liu Yu wants, he can recruit more "strong men".

However, due to some considerations, he did not do so.

What if the high-level of the sect sees that his team is strong and assigns some dangerous tasks, wouldn't it be a cry without tears?

Even if Baiyun Temple is in decline, it is still a lean camel that is bigger than a horse. Isn't it easy to deal with the foundation-building monks?

Liu Yu doesn't want to become the backbone of the charge and become a thorn in the eyes of Baiyun Temple.

It should be known that magic weapons are ruthless, and we must always be in awe of power.

The opportunity to make meritorious deeds will be given to other fellow disciples. If you can wave the flag and shout behind, it would be the best.

Of course, this "negative" idea can only be thought of in your heart.

It must not be spread out. If the sect knows, you will be severely punished.

So Liu Yu did not tell any cultivators about it, even Jiang Qiushui was no exception.

After flying over Tianwang Mountain for about three more hours, a sacred mountain that soared into the sky slowly came into view.

Even though it was more than two hundred miles away, one could still feel the majestic momentum of this sacred mountain.

It was like a magic needle inserted into the sky, proudly standing between heaven and earth, stirring up the wind and clouds, and laying the foundation for the fate of Baiyun Temple for thousands of years.

This is the "Yunxiao Mountain" of Baiyun Temple, with a grade as high as the fourth-grade middle grade, and only one step away from the upper grade.

According to records, this sacred mountain is about 3,330 feet high, and even if you look at the Nine Nations Alliance and Tiannan, it is one of the few sacred mountains.

Only the core sacred mountains of the same level of large sects can be compared with it.

However, although the sacred mountain is magnificent, the situation of Baiyun Temple is not very good.

One hundred and eight hundred miles away from "Yunxiao Mountain", there is a large camp stretching for dozens of miles on each of the three sides, surrounding this sacred mountain.

The three camps formed a three-talented formation, blocking all retreats and opportunities.

The endless tents, densely packed with cultivators of all kinds, probably numbered more than 100,000.

According to the conspicuous signs on the flags, Liu Yu easily found the sect camp and controlled the Guiyuan Boat to land outside the camp.

"Brother Qingyang, today is the last day, you finally made it."

Zhou Zhuofeng bowed slightly and greeted with a smile.

"It's helpless to be inferior to others."

"Since receiving the order from the sect, Liu rushed and tried his best, and finally completed the task yesterday."

"Look, I rested for a night and came to report immediately."

Liu Yu clasped his fists and bowed, smiling and polite to the other party.

While speaking, he had already taken out the sect token and handed it over to the other party for inspection.

Although he was already familiar enough, some procedures were still indispensable in this extraordinary period.

"I have also heard about Junior Brother Qingyang's deeds. Junior Brother has been fighting for the sect outside. It has not been easy for the past two years."

"Junior Brother, you have worked hard."

After checking that it was correct and handing the token back, Zhou Zhuofeng smiled and spoke, affirming Liu Yu's contribution.

Seeing that Liu Yu had achieved such an achievement at the age of just over 50, and heard that he was also a second-level alchemist, he also wanted to make friends with him.

Cultivating immortals is not just about practicing in seclusion and fighting, but also about human relationships.

"No, no."

"The sect has trained me until now, and I have served the sect. Liu is just fulfilling his duty."

"I dare not take credit for it."

"Brother Zhou, on the other hand, has profound cultivation and high moral character. What is even more rare is that he is completely loyal to the sect."

"He is truly a role model for our generation."

Standing at the side of the camp gate, Liu Yu smiled and exchanged pleasantries with Zhou Zhuofeng.

As for the cultivators in the team he brought over, there are people who will arrange their accommodation, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Whether he will be in charge of it in the future depends on the opinions of the elders of the sect.

However, this team was brought up by Liu Yu. Judging from the current situation and the information he learned in advance, he should still be in charge before the end of this war.

Standing at the side of the camp, the two of them whispered a few polite words, and Liu Yu said goodbye and left.

Stepped over the threshold and entered the camp.

Liu Yu looked around and saw square tents stretching out in a row. Even the end of his sight was full of tents, and it seemed that there was no end.

In the relatively narrow corridor, monks hurried by with different expressions on their faces.

Some were extremely solemn and cautious about the upcoming war.

Some were eager to try.

They thought they were strong and had tasted some "sweetness", and wanted to "build achievements" to gain more.

Some looked worried, perhaps because of insufficient strength or other reasons, and were a little worried about the upcoming war.

But overall, morale was still high.

In his dark eyes,

there was a glimmer of rationality,

Liu Yu looked normal, and took in all of this.

He randomly found a disciple and asked about the location of the General Affairs Office. He went straight to the General Affairs Office and reported to the elder in charge of this matter.

According to the regulations of Yuanyang Sect, team leaders should report the situation of the team to the sect once every period of time.

It is not necessary to go there in person, but you can also send someone to the sect in the form of a written jade slip.

However, Liu Yu has to come to "report the progress of the task" to his cheap master from time to time. He is familiar with the whole process in the name of reporting his work.

With the relationship with his cheap master and the obvious achievements in the past two years, he has not been troubled.

After half a quarter of an hour, he completed the report.

In the next war, what position he will be in depends on the arrangement of the sect.

"But as the leader of Qingfeng, I can still complete the task smoothly. My strength is already at the upper level of foundation building."

"The sect can't arrange me like ordinary cultivators."

"Everything has its pros and cons..."

Lifting the curtain and walking out of the tent where the General Affairs Office is located, Liu Yu squinted and looked up at the sky, thinking silently in his heart.

Then he walked towards the center of the camp without hesitation.

Since he has officially returned to the main team of the sect, he naturally has to visit his cheap master to see if he can get some "guidance".

"Uncle Qingyang"

"Uncle Liu"

Along the way, some inner and outer disciples of the sect retreated to the sides of the road and bowed to greet Liu Yu, with awe and yearning on their faces.

At the beginning, he was in the middle stage of foundation building and served as the leader of Qingfeng. Naturally, he received a lot of criticism and doubts.

But as Liu Yu's battle reports continued to be sent back to the sect, the facts explained everything, and all the doubts and criticisms disappeared.

From an ordinary outer disciple with no support, he counterattacked and became a leader in the foundation building period, a man of the moment.

Liu Yu has become the goal of many disciples and inspired many disciples' confidence in cultivation.

Especially the disciples of other courtyards and the disciples of humble origins such as family branches are the most.

With similar starting conditions and real examples of success around them, how can they not envy?

Although he is not in the main team of the sect, the deeds of "Qingyangzi" have long been widely circulated.

Of course, there are some differences from the "story" told by the Yan State cultivators, which is another version of the story.

Liu Yu did not put on the airs of a foundation-building cultivator for those disciples who saluted and greeted him. He nodded slightly with a calm face, which made people feel like spring breeze.

His attitude towards these sect disciples was naturally different from that of the Yan State cultivators.

He also wanted to develop well in the sect, get in touch with the core and become a true disciple. He would take the opportunity to gain fame without paying a price.

He walked along like this for about half a quarter of an hour and approached the center of the camp.

Liu Yu finally stopped in front of a purple mountain. After a Qi-refining disciple informed him, he entered the tent.

The relatively spacious tent was covered with a blanket made of animal skin. In addition to various decorations and utensils, there was also a low black and purple table.

There was a chessboard on the table, and Master Li Changkong and Senior Sister Li Buyu were playing chess, each holding a chess piece.

Hearing the noise in front of the tent door, both of them looked over.

"Disciple Qingyang, hello to Master!"

"Senior Sister."

Facing the gazes of the two, Liu Yu bowed and saluted Li Changkong in a proper manner, and greeted loudly.

Then he turned around and greeted Li Buyu.

"So it's Qingyang."

"I guess you should be here too, but it's a bit late this time."

"No need to be polite, sit down."

Li Changkong smiled heartily and put down the chess piece in his hand.

It seemed that he was "accidental" and messed up the chess pieces on the chessboard when he put it down, causing the game to be unable to continue.

Li Buyu curled his lips when he saw this, but he didn't say anything, and nodded slightly to Liu Yu as a response.

"Yes."

"My disciple is not strong enough, so I came a little late. I hope Master will not blame me."

Liu Yu responded, also kneeling in front of the table, explaining calmly.

"The world of immortal cultivation is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Yan State is a big country, and the situation is even more unpredictable at this time."

"Qingyang, you can come back safely, which is a blessing. You are better than 80% of your peers."

"What's more, you have completed the sect mission."

"Compared to some useless things, who can only stay in Guque City to recuperate, I don't know how much better it is."

"Even your senior sister praised it."

Li Changkong touched his beard and said with a smile.

Perhaps it was the "filial piety" in the past two years, or perhaps it was because of Li Buyu, the relationship between the master and the apprentice has become much closer, no longer the coldness and alienation when they first became apprentices.

Since becoming an apprentice, Liu Yu has been well-behaved and abided by the way of a disciple. Even when performing tasks, he did not forget to "respect" the master.

More importantly, he showed enough potential and was close to the Li family.

This made Li Changkong quite satisfied.

At this point, this disciple who was accepted because of the relationship with the Yan family has become much more pleasing to the eye.

"My disciple is just lucky, and I don't deserve the master's attention."

Hearing this, Liu Yu said "flattered".

Looking at the smiling Li Buyu, he returned a friendly look.

Through the tone of the initial communication, he could probably feel that Li Buyu should not have told his cheap master that he had a "fire spirit fruit".

Or he had no intention of taking it and pretended not to know.

After confirming the attitudes of the two and not seeing the worst situation, Liu Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing the strong pressure of the Jindan cultivator, in order to protect himself, he could only hand over the fire spirit fruit when it really came to that time.

Once it came to that point, the "affection" between the master and the disciple would be gone.

Not only could it not be a help to oneself, but it was a shackle, and it was necessary to be vigilant and guard against it at all times.

Fortunately, the worst situation did not happen.

ps: Sorry fellow Taoists, I fell asleep...