Immortal Palace Longevity

In an instant, Liu Yu's consciousness swept away.

The sequelae of burning the origin of the golden elixir and the injuries caused by the gray sword shadow broke out at the same time, which dealt a huge blow to Master Kong Qing.

From the moment the gray sword shadow hit him to the time he killed Dao Yi's holy son, about thirty breaths had passed.

But this person was still meditating and adjusting his breathing in place, and it seemed that his injury had not stabilized yet.

Kong Qing's face was pale, his aura was rising and falling, and his spiritual pressure had dropped to the level of the early stage of the golden elixir.

But the injury has not stabilized and the downward trend has not stopped.

There is a possibility that the golden elixir will break and fall directly to the foundation, and this possibility is not small.

This is the result of over-burning the origin of the golden elixir!

"This person is probably hopeless."

"Even if you stabilize your realm and don't fall to the foundation level on the spot, you will lose the possibility of further progress."

"The road ends here."

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu shook his head slightly.

After a little analysis, you can understand its current status.

For any monk who wants to continue climbing the path of immortality, this result is difficult to accept.

It is even a hundred times more uncomfortable than death directly.

However, the source of the golden elixir is insufficient. Even if there are fourth-level and fifth-level elixirs, it can be restored.

But the damage left behind cannot be completely repaired.

If the golden elixir is missing, how can it be broken into pieces and become a baby?

However, after a fierce battle with Holy Son Daoyi, Liu Yu's appearance at this time also looked a bit ugly.

The bronze skin is covered with bruises and bloodstains. Even with the powerful recovery power of the "Star True Body", it is impossible to heal immediately.

Youdao is to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, and close combat is the most dangerous, and it is difficult for him to escape unscathed.

After successive battles, the mana in the body has dropped to about 40%, and is about to approach the 30% warning line.

The smoke and dust in the sky began to dissipate, and the vision gradually became clearer.

"Huh~"

Liu Yu breathed heavily, and when her condition recovered a little, she walked in the direction of Master Kong Qing.

The night was long and he had many dreams, so he had to act now.

No matter Jin Wuwei or Daoyi Holy Son, they must have something like a "soul lamp" left behind, which can determine their life or death.

Especially after the death of Holy Son Dao Yi, considering the Holy Son's status in the Holy Land, the monks who transformed the gods may have already taken action, so it must not be delayed any longer.

"And this storage ring is a time bomb."

"Among them, most of them have objects that can be located, which can guide the location of Dao Yi Holy Land."

Thinking like this, Liu Yu glanced at the storage ring with exquisite purple patterns on her finger.

If there wasn't anyone else there, he would have taken it into the Immortal Mansion on the spot.

"tread"

Clear footsteps sounded, Liu Yu took long strides, and his figure gradually emerged from the hazy smoke.

"tread"

When he reached within fifty feet, he paused and was about to speak.

However, he didn't expect that Master Kong Qing, who was recovering from his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes and actually took action with his seriously injured body.

"Pfft~"

The green fire suddenly appeared, and the man opened his mouth and spit out a blue sun demon fire, which turned into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye and swept towards Liu Yu.

However, without the blessing of the "Nine Palaces Qingyang Lamp", the power of this fire is not satisfactory, and its power is only equivalent to the second-grade spiritual fire.

Incomplete second-grade spiritual fire.

An attack of this level would certainly not pose a threat to Liu Yu.

He frowned slightly and calmly moved his left palm, and a similar Qingyang Demonic Fire appeared.

"Pfft~"

The fire swelled and burned fiercely, heading towards the oncoming sea of ​​​​fire.

"Zi Zi"

Two Qingyang Demonic Fires from different monks collided, with different auras but similar essences.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Liu Yu's Qingyang Demonic Fire has the upper hand in almost just one encounter.

After all, his magic fire has been promoted to the third level, and is essentially no different from the normal third level spiritual fire.

Because it has a variety of characteristics, to a certain extent, its potential power is even higher.

"This kind of breath and form are indeed very familiar."

"If I'm not mistaken, Master Kong Qing's demonic fire relies entirely on the accumulation of fuel to achieve such power."

"But it lacks the "origin of spiritual fire". Compared with normal spiritual fire, it still has great flaws."

"The fuel needed for his promotion should far exceed his own."

"And the road ahead will definitely become narrower and narrower. Wanting to advance to the fourth level is almost a wishful thinking."

"Even if you can be promoted, you still need to commit a shocking crime and attract the wrath of heaven and earth."

Watching the two flowers clashing, Liu Yu was able to do it with ease and silently commented in his heart.

He has not forgotten how astonishing the amount of fuel needed to perform the "Nine Transformations of Demonic Fire" secret technique without going through the Immortal Mansion.

Moreover, Liu Yu did not agree with killing for the sake of killing.

He prefers to keep a low profile and practice to improve his realm, instead of going around killing people and setting fire just for the promotion of Demon Fire.

Therefore, during the period when he was first promoted to Golden Elixir, Qingyang Demonic Fire was quite useless, and its power could not increase at a rate that could keep up with its own strength.

This situation did not improve until the "Nine Transformations of Demonic Fire" was deduced. The source of Qingyang Demonic Fire Devouring Spiritual Fire gradually increased and the fuel required was greatly reduced.

However, Liu Yu did not dare to take credit for being able to deduce the secret technique of "Nine Transformations of Demonic Fire".

He clearly understood that the knowledge he had accumulated only occupied a small part.

It relies more on the "supreme" state and the flash of inspiration that recalls the "Fire Fighting Emperor".

"If it weren't for the Immortal Mansion World, with the speed at which my realm and strength were improving, the Qingyang Demon Fire would have become useless."

"Of course, that flash of inspiration was also crucial."

Looking at the Demon Fire that was in the upper hand in the battle, Liu Yu thought silently.

Then, he moved his mind, and the power of his own Demon Fire surged again.

Deep blue, light blue, light red, pure white...

The next moment, the Qingyang Demon Fire appeared in four colors at the same time, and the four-color flames illuminated the world, and the power of the third-grade spiritual fire exploded.

"Boom!!!"

A huge roar spread in the smoke and dust.

In just half a breath, the four-color spiritual fire defeated the blue flame head-on with a grand momentum.

Mighty and powerful, without suspense!

The four-color spiritual fire stayed in the air and burned slowly, turning into a spark again, with no intention of continuing to pursue.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu had expected it, and his face was neither sad nor happy.

He has walked out of his own path!

Even if he collected the follow-up of Qingyang Gong, he did not intend to practice it by rote, but to deduce the most suitable path for himself through the Immortal Palace.

In this way, the shackles of the creator of the technique will no longer be Liu Yu's shackles.

One day, he can surpass the creator of the technique and go further on the immortal path.

"Cough cough~!"

The magic fire was broken, and Master Kong Qing was implicated, and his injuries worsened again and he coughed up blood.

"You..."

"Cough cough cough~"

He only said one word, and then continued to cough, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Shocking.

Looking at the mysterious cultivator who suddenly appeared, Master Kong Qing's eyes were complicated.

The aura of the technique can be faked, but the Qingyang Magic Fire cannot be faked. At this moment, he finally believed that the other party was a "fellow practitioner".

Although the other party's practice method seemed to be a little different, and the Qingyang Magic Fire had more changes.

But that kind of essence was unusually familiar.

Kong Qing can be sure that Liu Yu is not a cultivator sent by Daoyi Holy Land.

It is absolutely impossible to gain the recognition of the Holy Land by practicing the skills of the enemy sect.

Moreover, what is the purpose of sacrificing the life of a saint for this?

For tens of thousands of years, under the pursuit of the Holy Land Qianting, the foundation of Qingyang Sect has been exhausted.

The only thing of some value may be the "Nine Palaces Qingyang Lantern".

But the other party has a spiritual treasure, and the real treasure is nothing compared to it.

Under the involvement, Kong Qing's spiritual pressure dropped a little again.

It seems to have reached a critical point, and began to slowly and firmly decrease, and it is irreversible.

"Liu came from the south, and traveled thousands of miles to find fellow Taoists, just for the "Qingyang Gong."

After a moment of silence, Liu Yu said lightly.

Since the Ruined Sword has been unsheathed, he has never thought of leaving a survivor, so it doesn't matter if he reveals his real name.

"Tiannan?"

"So that's it."

Hearing this, Kong Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding, and he said in a hoarse voice.

After a pause, he continued:

"If you were a cultivator from the Central Region, I'm afraid you would be killed by the Holy Land Qianting before you could cultivate to the Golden Core Realm."

"Since the mountain gate was broken, the people in our sect have been like dogs that have lost their homes, being hunted down by the Holy Land and Qianting without any scruples."

"One by one, our ancestors were killed, and our sect has become weaker and weaker."

"Today, I am probably the last Golden Core cultivator."

"Perhaps, the last Qingyang Sect cultivator."

As he spoke, Master Kong Qing looked at the place where the bodies of several young men were originally, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Following closely, it was replaced by deep hatred!

Like a dog that has lost its home, hiding here and there under an assumed name.

Under the hunt of the Holy Land Qianting, how to continue the inheritance is of course the first priority.

Because of this, Kong Qing has accepted several disciples in recent years, intending to train them as successors, and they are the dead teenagers.

But for some reason, the news leaked out, and the location was discovered by Daoyi Holy Land, ushering in a catastrophe.

If Liu Yu hadn't arrived in time, he would have become a dead soul.

"I already understand the intention of Daoyou."

"Just agree to one condition, and I can tell you the rest of the content of Qingyang Gong."

At this point, Kong Qing's eyes flashed with unforgettable hatred, and he couldn't let it go for a long time.

The mountain gate was broken, countless fellow disciples died tragically, and the hatred that spread for 60,000 years, how could it be easily forgotten? !

Only blood for blood can calm the hatred in his heart and comfort the souls of the ancestors of all generations!

Originally, Kong Qing was already disheartened, but Liu Yu's sudden appearance brought him a ray of hope.

Only in the middle stage of Jindan, he has such a powerful strength, and he also killed Daoyi Saint Son forcefully.

More importantly, he actually possesses a spiritual treasure.

Given time, if he can successfully transform into a god, he may be able to destroy a holy place.

In that case, Qingyang Sect can be regarded as having avenged his hatred, and he will die without regrets.

Although this possibility is too small, there are too many variables in the future.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Kong Qing can't help but fantasize about the scene when a holy place is destroyed.

He has been suppressed for too long!

"As long as fellow Taoist agrees and swears, I will immediately offer the full content of Qingyang Gong with both hands."

"And..."

At this point, Kong Qing was a little excited, and his face showed a sickly flush.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a strong voice.

"Be an enemy of the holy place?"

"Sorry, Liu cannot agree to this condition."

"The Holy Land has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. It is a behemoth that overlooks the entire Central Region."

"Liu's mere golden elixir is nothing more than an ant compared to Daoyi Holy Land."

"How is it different to fight against the Holy Land with the golden elixir realm and try to stop a chariot?"

Hearing the conditions, Liu Yu frowned and refused without thinking.

Although he might fight with the Daqian royal family or the Holy Land cultivators in the future after joining the Buyi League, he would not be conspicuous at all among the many casual cultivators in various radical casual cultivator organizations.

As long as he does not stand out, he basically does not have to worry about being "targeted".

But if he takes the destruction of the Holy Land as his cultivation goal and takes the initiative to kill the Holy Land cultivators, the nature will be completely different.

In that case, the risk will rise sharply, which is undoubtedly not in his interest.

With the current state of Master Kong Qing, facing Liu Yu, there is no chance of winning.

If he had not guessed that the "Qingyang Gong" would not be recorded in the jade slip and did not exist in the storage ring, he would have taken action by force long ago.

How could he be patient and slowly negotiate with him?

For ordinary cultivators, the skills that can be cultivated to the Golden Core Yuanying are already relatively rare, whether in Tiannan or the Central Region.

Therefore, for the sake of confidentiality, the person who teaches the skills will most likely order the cultivators not to record it on paper or in a jade slip.

Like in some plots, killing people to rob treasures and dropping skills is purely a minority of cases.

Looking at the cultivators above the Golden Core, they will hardly make such a low-level mistake, which is just like hitting the jackpot.

Of course, cultivators like Liu Yu who like to copy on paper are exceptions, and this is only a very rare case.

"If it weren't for the Qingyang Sect's Golden Core, there would be only one person left..."

Feeling a little tricky, Liu Yu had a certain idea in his mind, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

The soul-searching technique has a very high success rate for low-level cultivators, but it is not very useful for cultivators of the same realm.

It would be fine if there was a replacement, but there was only one Jindan left in Qingyang Sect, so he had to think seriously.

Let's talk if we can. The success rate of soul-searching technique is not high, so it can only be used as a last resort.

As soon as the voice fell, the scene fell into silence.

Feeling the determination in Liu Yu's words, the tone that left no room for maneuver, Kong Qing's face showed obvious disappointment.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

"Sorry..."

After five breaths, Kong Qing spoke again, and his tone changed a little.

Obviously, he has recognized his situation and knows that there is no other choice.

The other party came from afar and did not hesitate to use spiritual treasures to kill everyone in Daoyi Holy Land. It is obvious that they are determined to get Qingyang Gong.

With Liu Yu's decisive style just now, Kong Qing suddenly realized that whether he handed over the technique or not, he might not be able to leave here alive.

His realm is still falling, and he has lost hope of going further. In fact, his desire to survive is not very strong.

But when he was young, Kong Qing still couldn't let go of the teachings of his master and elders, and the blood debts owed to Daoyi Holy Land.

"Forget it."

"As long as fellow Daoist agrees to find a talented successor for Qingyang Sect and cultivate him to the Jindan realm, I will immediately offer the skills."

As if he had aged a hundred years in an instant, Kong Qing's eyes dimmed and he sighed.

After speaking, a trace of begging appeared in the eyes of a dignified Jindan cultivator.

He could not avenge his great hatred, but he still couldn't let go of the sect's inheritance!

"This condition, Liu can agree to."

After half a breath, Liu Yu replied calmly.

After speaking, a blank jade slip appeared in his hand, gently floating towards the other party, the meaning was self-evident.

Compared with revenge on Daoyi Holy Land, the latter condition is much more real.

With Liu Yu's means and resources at this time, it is not difficult to cultivate a Jindan cultivator, and it can be done easily.

As for the oath?

Kong Qing, who had regained consciousness, tacitly did not mention this matter, knowing that he had no choice but to hope that the other party would comply.

After all, if he did not agree, he would die here today, and the sect's inheritance would really be cut off.

"Daoyou, this is the complete version of "Qingyang Gong"."

"From the early stage of Qi Refining to the late stage of Yuanying, a total of twelve levels of content have been recorded in it, and there is absolutely no tampering."

"This is... the sect's roster."

"It records the names of all disciples above the foundation-building stage since the establishment of Qingyang Sect, as well as some major events that have occurred."

After recording the skills into a blank jade slip, Kong Qing took out a thick black leather book and sent the two items over at the same time.

"Pala"

Liu Yu took the two items at the same time, casually put the Qingyang Sect's roster into the storage ring, and a wisp of consciousness probed into the jade slip to check.

Although he accidentally obtained the "Qingyang Gong" as the fundamental skills, he was not a Qingyang Sect cultivator, let alone its successor.

The so-called "successor" is not just practicing the technique, and can be simply regarded as a successor.

You also need to know the history of a sect, and have a sense of belonging.

Since growing up in Yuanyang Sect, Liu Yu can recite the history of Yuanyang Sect by heart.

In the sect, there are also many friends and many industries.

For example, Yan Qun'er, Jiang Qiushui, Li Buyu, Li Changkong...

Although he practices Qingyang Gong, he is still a cultivator of Yuanyang Sect in the final analysis.

Of course, in front of his own interests, all the sect's righteousness must be put aside.

"Yes, it is Qingyang Gong."

Read the information instantly and digest all the contents in two breaths.

Based on his own understanding of Qingyang Gong, Liu Yu can be sure that there is no deletion or modification in it.

After all, he has comprehended and sorted out the contents of the first eight levels through the Immortal Palace. He has completely digested and understood them and has his own understanding.

Even the contents of the ninth level of the late Jindan have been deduced.

With Kong Qing's realm, if he modifies and deletes without authorization, it will definitely not escape Liu Yu's eyes.

"I will keep my word on the successor."

"As long as I meet a suitable candidate, I will teach him the skills and the sect jade book, and I will not let the Qingyang Sect's inheritance be cut off."

After getting the skills, a big stone fell from his heart. Liu Yu couldn't help but feel in a good mood and said solemnly.

When the skills were in hand, all the hardships he had experienced were worth it.

The other party had a good attitude and handed over the skills readily. Thinking of his origins with Qingyang Sect, Liu Yu didn't mind finding a successor for him.

Continue the incense.

"That's good, that's good~!"

After a matter was resolved, Kong Qing seemed to have lost his soul, muttering in a low voice.

I don't know if it was because the golden elixir's essence was too depleted, or because he had resolved his matter.

The wrinkles on his face increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his long hair, which was originally half gray and half white, quickly turned gray.

After another two breaths of silence, Kong Qing looked at the "Nine Palaces Qingyang Lantern" floating in front of him and said in an inexplicably sad tone:

"This lamp was handed to me personally before my master died."

"My master said that this lamp belonged to the last Yuanying Zhenjun of our sect ten thousand years ago..."

As he spoke, memories flashed in his eyes, and reluctance and sadness appeared on his face. All kinds of expressions alternated and complicated.

But in the end, Kong Qing still controlled the lamp and gently floated towards Liu Yu.

"Can you keep this lamp for me for a while?"

"In the future..."

His voice was hoarse. He looked at the Nine Palaces Qingyang Lamp which was gradually going away. He was very reluctant to let it go, but he still forced himself to close his eyes.

"Three hundred years."

"Counting carefully, it has been more than three hundred years without realizing it~"

The past kept coming to his mind. Kong Qing counted carefully and found that it had been more than three hundred years since his master personally handed him this lamp.

Now, he finally gave this lamp away.

"I can promise you this."

Taking over the familiar lamp, Liu Yu was silent for a few breaths, and then nodded gently.

He couldn't feel it, but he understood the other party's complicated mood to some extent.

Looking at the origin and cause and effect, he still agreed to this matter. After all, he could still use it first.

When it is no longer needed, it will not be too late to hand over this lamp, and it will not be considered as going back on one's word.

"Thank you, Liu Daoyou!"

Kong Qing said gratefully, and then closed his eyes, feeling unprecedented relief.

He took over the Nine Palaces Qingyang Lamp from his master. At that time, he had just formed a golden elixir. In a blink of an eye, more than three hundred years had passed. He lived a life of hiding and hiding.

These years, he was really too tired.

The next moment, as if it was a last glimmer of light, the spiritual pressure of this person who was about to fall from the golden elixir actually rose rapidly in an unusual way.

The speed of the rise was very fast, and there was a trend of returning to the peak.

At this moment, the wrinkles on Kong Qing's face disappeared quickly, and his long hair turned black again, as if he was returning to the peak moment.

Silently watching this scene, Liu Yu was indifferent, knowing clearly what the other party was planning.

Burning the last golden elixir essence with all his strength and exploding at the peak moment was also a more decent way to end it. It was okay to fulfill this person.

After all, when the sword of ruins was unsheathed, no one would be left alive. This was Liu Yu's bottom line.

He would not be soft-hearted at all on this point, even if there was a wonderful origin, there would be no exception!

"Fellow Daoist Kong Qing, at this last moment, do you have anything to say to the future successor?"

After putting away the Nine Palaces Qingyang Lantern, Liu Yu suddenly spoke.

"Kill a few more holy land monks."

Hearing this, Kong Qing, whose spiritual pressure rose rapidly, opened his eyes again and said.

At this moment, he was unexpectedly calm.

Liu Yu nodded slightly, and then stopped talking.

"Bang!!!"

Accompanied by a roar that shook the whole field, a small spiritual energy storm appeared.

The breath of Master Kong Qing then completely disappeared, and even the storage ring was not left.

The colorful spiritual energy storm seemed to be entrusted with something, and it also had a desolate taste.

"The road to immortality is long and endless..."

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu sighed softly, retracted his gaze and shook his head slightly.

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