Immortal Palace Longevity

As for Zhou Yunlong, he followed closely behind, feeling somewhat restrained in front of a large group of "immortal masters".

After a series of changes, he still felt a little dreamy.

After all, he was just a 13 or 14-year-old boy. Although he was about to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, his mentality had not yet changed.

Seeing that it was the boy brought by "Senior Qingyang", the monks did not make things difficult for him.

"Arrange someone to take him down to bathe and change clothes, and teach him the common writing of the immortal world by the way."

At the threshold of the meeting room, Liu Yu stopped and ordered.

After speaking, he strode into it, and Da Ma Jin Dao sat in the main seat.

"Yes! Uncle Qingyang."

A foundation-building cultivator immediately took the order, and sent a telepathic message to a Qi-refining disciple, taking Zhou Yunlong down to tidy up his clothes first.

Da Ma Jin Dao sat in the main seat, listening to the reports of the foundation-building cultivators, and Liu Yu nodded slightly from time to time.

For the situation around Yongshengfang City, he finally had a preliminary impression.

Yongshengfang City is only about 9,000 miles away from the sect's mountain gate, and about 11,000 miles away from the largest "New Moon City" in the northeast.

Overall, it is located in the heart of Qingzhou, far from the front line, and is relatively safe at present.

As for the four-winged black tiger, it is probably just an accident.

According to the garrisoned foundation-building cultivators, since the outbreak of the beast tide, at most, they have only been attacked by some small beast tides, which can be easily resisted.

There is even spare energy to clean up the surrounding monsters.

However, with the fall of Jinge City, Xinyue City has adopted a strategy of shrinking and defending the city, but the risks it faces have increased greatly, and the possibility of facing the attack of the third-level monster cultivators has also increased a lot.

Therefore, it requested the sect to send a Jindan cultivator to come and take charge.

"Yes."

After listening, Liu Yu waved his hand, indicating that the foundation-building cultivators should withdraw and do their respective duties.

"It seems that under normal circumstances, I don't need to take action myself."

"Some low-level monsters can be dealt with by these foundation-building juniors, so I still have time to practice."

"To be on the safe side, I'd better dispatch a team of dead soldiers to help guard."

"Reduce the frequency of my own actions, and have more time to practice."

After thinking for a while, Liu Yu had this idea, and then took out a sound transmission note and whispered a few words, which turned into a flame after being activated.

Under the guidance of a sect foundation-building, he came to the cave with the richest spiritual energy in the market and began his semi-secluded guarding life.

Even with the gathering spirit formation to gather spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in the cave is equivalent to that of an ordinary second-level top-grade spiritual vein.

If you rely solely on absorbing spiritual energy to practice, it will definitely slow down the speed of practice and make many Jindan cultivators extremely uncomfortable.

However, Liu Yu took pills to practice, which was less dependent on external spiritual energy, and the speed of practice would not be slowed down.

The sect naturally took into account the fact that this would slow down the cultivation speed of the Jindan cultivators, so every Jindan elder who was on a mission outside would receive a spiritual stone "subsidy" every year.

Depending on the degree of danger of the place where they were stationed and the degree of rich spiritual energy, the amount of spiritual stones subsidized would also be different.

Liu Yu could receive a subsidy of 2,000 spiritual stones every year when he was stationed in Yongsheng Market.

According to the calculation that each bottle of "Peking Yuan Pill" cost 8,000 spiritual stones, it would only take four years to buy a bottle of cultivation pill.

This was because the danger of Yongsheng Market was not high, so the subsidy was less. If you chose to station in the most dangerous border fairy city, the spiritual stone subsidy could even reach 4,000 or 5,000.

However, this kind of welfare was only available to the cultivators of Yuanyang Sect, and the vassal of Qingzhou did not have it.

With the foundation of their respective forces, it was difficult for them to bear this level of "subsidy".

Practice room.

Liu Yu took out the cushion that he had used for decades, sat cross-legged and took the "Xue Shen Dan", and began his first practice in Yongsheng Market.

Snow Ginseng Pill is a fine medicine, and its efficacy far exceeds that of the basic "Peking Yuan Pill". Taking this pill can speed up the cultivation process.

Taking the two pills alternately can greatly reduce the speed of drug resistance accumulation.

Of course, the Snow Ginseng Pill is more powerful, so the price is naturally more expensive.

It is generally sold at 13,000 to 15,000 spirit stones, almost twice as much as the Peking Yuan Pill.

…

"Master, I have basically learned the common language in the world of immortal cultivation."

In the hall, Zhou Yunlong stood with his hands down and said respectfully.

Three months have passed since he came to Yongsheng Market.

Perhaps it is because those with spiritual roots are naturally smarter than ordinary mortals. In just three months, Zhou Yunlong has learned the common language in the world of immortal cultivation.

This is before he officially started practicing and could not remember everything he saw.

"Well."

Liu Yu nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and took out a book with a red cover and a thickness of about one foot from the storage ring.

On the cover of this book, it was written "Chronicle of the Holy Fire".

That's right, this book records the history of the Holy Fire Sect.

From the founding of the sect to its heyday, to the breaking of the mountain gate in order to refine the "Holy Fire Sword", and even the "dark years" that followed, it is recorded.

And some outstanding figures who have made contributions to the Holy Fire Sect have also left a strong mark in it.

Since Liu Yu promised Tang Tianbao that the inheritance of the Holy Fire Sect will continue, he naturally cannot be too perfunctory.

Can it be called the continuation of inheritance to just find someone with spiritual roots and teach the Holy Fire Sect's skills?

Obviously not!

If the people of a country forget even the history of their country and lose their cultural customs,

then it is obvious that it is difficult to identify with the national identity, and they are not real people of a certain country!

A cultivator who only obtained the skills but did not understand the history of the sect was just an outsider who occasionally obtained the skills.

Only by inheriting the skills and developing a "sense of identification" with the sect's history can one barely be called an "inheriter."

Both are indispensable!

Liu Yu first passed on the "Chronicle of the Holy Fire", naturally to let Zhou Yunlong understand the history of the Holy Fire Sect first, and then tell this son his responsibilities and why he accepted him as a registered disciple.

Finally, the "Holy Fire Sutra" will be handed down.

The reason why he accepted this "Founding Disciple" was because he wanted to end the cause and effect of the Broken Sword.

If this son is unwilling to assume this responsibility, then the plan to recruit disciples "does not exist from the beginning", and Liu Yu will also deal with it.

Only those who are willing to shoulder the responsibility of inheriting the Holy Fire Sect can be regarded as his registered disciples.

In the future, the path to immortality will not be a problem, at least until the foundation building stage. Compared with ordinary monks, it can be said to be smoother.

As for letting this son join the Yuanyang Sect?

Liu Yu had no such plan.

If all the predetermined trajectories develop, this child will definitely return to the Xisha land after he reaches the foundation building stage. It would be bad if he gets involved.

No matter how you say it, the Divine Samana is still a Yuanying level sect, so it’s better to be careful.

"This "Chronicle of the Holy Fire", please take it back and read it first. The reason why I accept you as my disciple is precisely because of the "Holy Fire Cult"."

"When you have memorized this book by heart, come and see me again, and I will teach you the techniques for cultivating immortals."

Liu Yu said lightly.

As he spoke, he reached out and pointed, and the thick book floated in front of Zhou Yunlong.

"yes!"

"Disciple will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"

Zhou Yunlong took the order.

After three months of study, this boy has learned well, and has also learned some etiquette in the world of immortality.

"Um."

Liu Yu nodded and waved his hand casually, signaling him to retreat.

"Disciple resigns."

Zhou Yunlong bowed respectfully, and then touched the thick red cover.

The effect of the spell disappeared, and it felt heavy once in hand. This ancient book was heavier than imagined.

"Good weight!"

Zhou Yunlong thought to himself, holding the "Holy Fire Chronicle" in his arms with both hands, turned around and walked out of the cave.

At night, in a small attic.

During the day, he learned various basics of cultivating immortals, and at the end, he had to take a medicinal bath to cleanse his muscles and marrow.

When it got dark, Zhou Yunlong finally had some free time and had time to open the "Chronicle of the Holy Fire".

He was also very curious about this book.

"The reason why Master accepted me as a disciple is because of the Holy Fire Cult?"

"Fire, is it because I possess the fire spirit root that I am particularly suitable for the Holy Fire Cult exercises?"

"What happened between Master and the Holy Fire Sect?"

"What else is recorded in this book?!"

With anticipation, Zhou Yunlong stretched out his hand and lifted the red cover of the Holy Fire Chronicles.

What came into view were lines of large characters that seemed to be burning like flames. The writing was extremely profound.

It is as if the glory and faith of thousands of years ago were condensed into a few crosses, written on the first page of the chronicle, and passed down to the present.

"Burn my remains in blazing fire!"

"How joyful is life, and why is death so painful?"

"For the sake of good and evil, there is only light."

“Joy and sorrow all return to dust.”

"..."

Zhou Yunlong read out loud unconsciously, feeling inexplicably shocked.

I don’t know why, but there is an extra heaviness in my heart unconsciously.

He only read it through once and took this teaching to heart without missing a word.

After thinking for a while, I turned to the next page.

"good."

Observing this scene with his spiritual consciousness, Liu Yu nodded secretly.

It seems that there is no need to find a new successor, and a lot of time can be saved.

As his thoughts wandered, he recalled the scene of Shi Renjie's execution. The two figures reciting the teachings of the Holy Fire Cult seemed to gradually overlap.

…

"ding ding"

"boom"

Outside Yongshengfang City, a massive fighting resounded throughout the mountains.

The power of each strike frightened the low-level monks, making them unavoidably restless.

The pale golden spear was surrounded by cyan flames, and it was locked with a furry fist as big as a millstone.

"ding ding"

In one breath, there were dozens of confrontations, with both sides temporarily retreating evenly.

"Since Crescent City was destroyed, the frequency of Yongshengfang City being attacked by third-level demon cultivators has become higher and higher."

Liu Yu looked solemn as he stared at a three-foot-sized golden ape outside the formation, pinching the magic formula in his hand.

The mid-level third-level demon cultivator Vajra Apes, although their bloodline is only at the mortal level, they are among the top batch among the ordinary level.

And because it is a primate monster, its mind is far more flexible than ordinary monster cultivators, and it is also more difficult to deal with.

This ape demon's body is very powerful, and it can withstand the Sunset Golden Rainbow Spear without getting hurt. Moreover, its physical body also has a huge strength of more than one million kilograms, which is even better than him.

Even the Qingyang Demonic Fire was blocked by a layer of golden light on the ape's body and could not cause effective damage.

"Roar!

"

The third-order Vajra Ape roared loudly, and then its body was covered with a layer of golden light, and it charged straight towards the formation.

On the way, the ape picked up huge rocks and trees and threw them hard at the wind wall that enveloped the formation.

"咻咻"

The sunset golden rainbow gun sprayed out a special light golden light, turning all the thrown boulders and trees into powder.

Then it turned into a golden stream of light and shot through the air toward the Vajra Ape.

At the same time, Liu Yu took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and shook it gently, and two Jindan-level evil ghosts pounced on the monster.

It was the original human-shaped evil ghost, and the four-winged black tiger that joined later.

One was at the peak of the early Jindan stage, and the other was about to enter the Jindan stage.

Looking at the two evil ghosts with ghostly aura, the King Kong Ape's eyes flashed with fear, and he made a strong blow to temporarily force the spear back, and immediately pulled away to dodge.

Although its demon body is powerful, it is still a flesh and blood creature after all, and it is still more afraid of such evil ghosts.

In the previous few battles, it suffered a lot at the hands of the two ghosts.

"Bang Bang"

There was a short silence, and then the roar sounded again.

This battle lasted for two hours, and the third-stage middle-stage King Kong Ape retreated.

But the unwilling expression of this ape before leaving obviously showed that he would come again.

"If I burst out with all my strength, I should be able to kill this monster, but there is no need to be too conspicuous."

"It is better to delay as much as possible until the reinforcements arrive."

Looking at this scene, Liu Yu shook his head slightly.

Adhering to his low-key style, since he killed the four-winged black tiger, even if he encountered the attack of the third-level demon cultivator, he only repelled it instead of seeking to kill it.

After all, he is a "sixth-grade golden elixir" and can kill fellow demon cultivators, which is enough for the sect to pay attention to.

In the entire Seven Nations Alliance, he has a great reputation.

After all, when reaching the golden elixir and demon elixir realms, the ability of cultivators and demon cultivators to survive has greatly increased. It is easy to defeat but very difficult to kill.

When Liu Yu first entered the golden elixir, he was able to kill the demon cultivators of the same level. Such strength has won the respect of all cultivators.

I don't know if it will be more effective if he is more prominent, but he will definitely be targeted by the demon cultivators.

After comprehensive consideration, he chose to be low-key.

Time flies, and thirty years have passed since Liu Yu came to Yongshengfang City to garrison.

Just ten years ago, a shocking news came!

Under the increasingly fierce beast tide, "New Moon Fairy City" could not hold on and fell!

The fairy city fell, and the garrisoned Jindan cultivators were hunted down by demon cultivators, and five of them died at once.

However, after Liu Yu inquired, Senior Sister Li Buyu was still safe and sound, but was seriously injured.

After five years of recuperation in the sect, her vitality has not been fully restored, and I don’t know whether it is true or not.

The fall of such an important fairy city, New Moon City, made the situation in Qingzhou take a sharp turn for the worse.

On the way, although there are still many gathering places for cultivators, they are far less strong than New Moon City.

The beast tide is dangerous and swept into the interior of Qingzhou, causing the creatures to wail everywhere, but there is nothing they can do.

Even the Yongsheng Market in the heart of the city has been attacked by monsters with much greater intensity, and the frequency of the appearance of third-level demon cultivators is getting higher and higher.

Maybe one day, it will be besieged by several demon cultivators at the same time.

Liu Yu would not sit still and wait for death, so as early as five years ago, he sent a request for help to the sect, but due to lack of manpower, the reinforcements did not arrive.

"The small and medium-sized countries adjacent to the Hengduan Mountains have basically fallen and become a paradise for monsters."

"As for the situation of the other four sects, it is not much better at this time."

"If the alliance does not increase its assistance, the sect will not be able to watch the foundation being consumed, and the five sects may "strategically shift" at the same time."

In the sunset, Liu Yu stood on the wall and looked to the northeast.

A trace of deep thought flashed in his dark eyes.

Without Xinyue City as a barrier, the remaining gathering places of immortal cultivators are completely unable to resist the beast tide, and the monsters can be said to be unstoppable.

According to this situation, it will not take long before it will really sweep to Yongsheng Market.

Xinyue City fell, five years have passed, and the beast tide is now only two thousand miles away from Yongsheng Market!

This distance is very dangerous. For a third-level monster cultivator, it can be crossed in less than an hour.

Liu Yu had already made plans to flee immediately if the situation was not right.

And he issued an order that once the beast tide really came, they should not hold on and flee for their lives.

With the strength of Yongsheng Market, even if they encountered a small part of the beast tide, they would not be able to hold on. That would just be a foolish death.

In such a situation, it is naturally the most important to preserve strength. The sect has also issued similar orders.

"The storm is coming."

Liu Yu sighed slightly.

Once the beast tide comes, even if he is a Jindan Zhenren, he can only come in a mess.

Under the turbulent situation, Jindan cultivators can't change anything.

In the thirty-five years of fighting against the demons, many Jindan cultivators have fallen and have become "heroes".

But Liu Yu naturally has no intention of being a hero. Staying alive is the most important thing.

"Hmm?"

While thinking, his expression suddenly moved and he looked towards the southwest.

In the distant sky, a dazzling golden escape light suddenly appeared, accompanied by waves of Jindan-level spiritual pressure, and quickly approached Yongsheng Market.

"Could it be...?"

Liu Yu's heart moved.

But for the sake of caution, he still signaled his foundation-building cultivators to start the formation.

Although the second-level formation is not very effective, it is still a barrier.

If the intruder is not good, it can also resist a few golden elixir-level attacks, giving the cultivators in the market some time to react.

After more than ten breaths, the golden escape light entered the market within ten miles, and Liu Yu finally saw its true face clearly.

In the golden light, there was a faint sound of Sanskrit, which made people feel calm and relieved a lot of hostility.

Vajra!

This is actually a magic weapon full of Buddhist colors.

On the six-meter-long magic weapon, there are two figures, a man and a woman, with several scars on their heads.

"Could it be the monks of the Rushi Temple of Qi State?"

"Under the threat of the "strategic transfer" of the five sects, reinforcements finally arrived?"

Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt relieved, but still had no intention of opening the formation.

If they were sent by the alliance, there must be a task document or token of the Seven Nations Alliance.

After a few breaths, the Vajra magic weapon stopped ten feet away from the formation and was seen by all the monks.

"Who is coming?"

Liu Yu, dressed in a black robe, spoke lightly.

Maybe because of the "Qingyang Gong" or his own experience, he has never had a good impression of the sects that always talk about "saving all living beings, eliminating demons and defending the way".

"I am Kuyun, a poor monk. I am honored to meet you, Daoist friend Qingyang."

"I am Huixin, a poor nun. I am honored to meet you."

Putting away their magic weapons, the two monks from Rushi Temple stood in the air and began to introduce themselves.

The two did not care about Liu Yu's somewhat cold attitude and still looked compassionate

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