Immortal Palace Longevity

"Whoosh~"

Under the blue sky and white sun, two escaping lights traveled at extremely fast speeds, covering a distance of tens of miles in just a dozen breaths.

It wasn't until a group of mountains stretching for thousands of miles appeared in sight that he gradually slowed down his escape speed.

Zixia mountains!

"This mission is really difficult."

While flying away, Guo Poyun sighed with a frosty face.

Looking at the escaping light passing quickly or slowly between the mountains, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

There is no pie in the sky, and the greater the reward, the greater the risk.

The task of developing the Huaizhou sub-rudder was already thrilling enough for him. Not only did he have to face the possible pursuit from Qanting Holy Land at any time, but he also had to compete with other casual cultivators in a battle of wits and courage.

If it weren't for Liu Yu, with Guo Poyun's strength, it would be impossible to stabilize the situation.

Thinking of this, the man subconsciously looked at the black-robed male cultivator beside him with an indifferent expression.

"Now, you should be able to practice well, right?"

Looking at the Zixia Mountains in the distance, Liu Yu was expressionless, but he was also relieved in his heart.

The tense heartstrings were completely relaxed.

After all, the Zixia Mountains are a place that the forces of the Qianting Holy Land cannot reach for the time being.

"Haha~!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the next moment their speed surged, flying into the quiet and peaceful Lingshan Mountains.

Beside Liu Yu, Zhang Yi remained silent, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

Ten years may be just a retreat for the Golden elixir monk.

But for him, who has been working at the grassroots level, he has experienced too much in the past ten years.

Gratitude and resentment, confidante, sinister human heart...

Although he had all kinds of trump cards and successfully saved the day in the end, some experiences are still vivid in his mind until now.

The original Zhang Yi was like a piece of white paper, but after more than ten years of experience, this white paper has been dyed in various colors.

Even if you erase all those colors, there will still be traces left.

Everything can't be turned back.

"Whoosh~"

After flying away at extremely high speed, in about a quarter of an hour, Hongxia Mountain was already in sight.

"I can leave such chores as reporting to the Presbyterian Council to me."

"Fellow Taoist from the ancient city, why not just go back to the cave to rest, and don't keep Fairy Zhuo waiting~"

Approaching Hongxia Mountain, Guo Poyun suddenly said, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"If that's the case, I'll trouble you, Fellow Daoist Guo."

After hearing this, Liu Yu did not refuse and smiled slightly.

The so-called debriefing is just a detailed description of the specific tasks and a report on the situation in the eastern part of the Central Region. In fact, it is not very important.

As for the credit, as the person in charge of this mission, he naturally has the greatest credit, and the Purple Turban Army Elders Council is also aware of it.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about Guo Poyun competing for credit. With Liu Yu's understanding of this person, he would not be so unwise.

The most important thing is that he has too many secrets, whether it is the Immortal Mansion or the Sword of Destruction, they must not be leaked, so it is best to have as little contact with high-level monks as possible.

"See you another day!"

When they returned to the Zixia Mountains, the two of them were in a good mood. After chatting for a few words, they parted ways.

Liu Yu took Zhang Yi and continued to fly to Hongxia Mountain Cave Mansion, while Guo Poyun rushed to the Purple Turban Army station to report the specific situation of the mission to the Elders Council.

"Master, disciple, please leave."

The cyan light fell on Hongxia Mountain, the fourth-level Lingshan Mountain, and two monks with different levels of cultivation appeared. Zhang Yi took the initiative to leave.

As a direct disciple, he has been practicing with Liu Yu, but his cultivation has been promoted to the realm of foundation building, which can be regarded as an entrance into the immortal world. It is not appropriate to stay in a cave all the time.

Therefore, after the son established the foundation, Liu Yu arranged a second-level cave for him at the foot of Hongxia Mountain.

"Go ahead."

Liu Yu waved his hand and said calmly.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi bowed respectfully, then turned around and left slowly.

"good"

With a sweep of his consciousness, Liu Yu nodded lightly as he looked at the bustling scene of the Sanctuary Holy Land.

Then he smiled slightly, ignored the looks of various monks, and walked quickly towards his cave.

"tread"

Not long after, a magnificent mansion on the mountainside came into view from a distance.

A female golden elixir cultivator wearing tight-fitting yellow clothes with a slender figure and exquisite makeup has been waiting in front of the mansion for a long time.

Looking at the familiar figure appearing in her sight, all the indifference on her face melted away like ice and snow, revealing a bright smile from the heart.

After receiving the news and learning that Liu Yu would return today, Zhuo Mengzhen arranged all the affairs and was waiting here early.

Seeing this woman, Liu Yu stopped in her tracks.

More than ten years have passed, and Zhuo Mengzhen's appearance remains the same as before, still as beautiful as when he first saw her.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he strode forward and took the girl into his arms.

"Husband, you are back."

Zhuo Mengzhen's delicate body stiffened subconsciously, and then she lay obediently in her arms, lightly opening her red lips and speaking softly.

Seeing that Liu Yu had returned safely, she originally had many things to say, but now she could only say this.

"Um."

With the fragrance lingering in her nose, Liu Yu quietly felt the warm and soft fragrance in her arms and responded lightly.

Under the bright sunshine, after only hugging for a moment, he put his arm around Zhuo Mengzhen's slim waist and walked straight to the bedroom of the mansion.

Youdao said that a breakup was better than a new marriage. When the sequelae of the martial arts occurred, Liu Yu often thought of this girl.

After all, the foundation-building female cultivator is still a little too weak and cannot perform well at critical moments.

Not as good as Zhuo Mengzhen's physique, can perform many difficult moves, know a lot of tricks, and know his own preferences very well.

"Boom boom"

After the two walked in, the mansion formation was opened.

Standing under a pear tree in the courtyard, the two had a brief exchange for a while, and Liu Yu patiently listened to Zhuo Mengzhen's thoughts over the years and some trivial matters in his cultivation life.

"Not good, the sequelae of the practice are acting up!"

But after a few words, Liu Yu suddenly felt that the blood in his body was a little agitated, and his face changed slightly.

Immediately, he stroked the right hand of the female cultivator in front of him, and a finger pressed on her soft red lips.

Then he went down, embraced the woman's willow-like waist, and walked quickly towards the attic.

"Hmph!"

Zhuo Mengzhen snorted and rolled her eyes at Liu Yu unhappily, but her body was very obedient.

She knew a little about the sequelae of the "Star True Body".

During these years of going out on missions, I was no longer with my husband. It was impossible to say that I had not cheated on him. This was also helpless.

I returned today without bringing back a vixen, which was already a great honor for her.

The two figures disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the pear blossom trees in the courtyard, with pear blossoms constantly falling.

The courtyard is full of spring!

A strange sound soon rang out in the attic bedroom.

It was like a passionate song, sometimes high and sometimes low, which made people imagine and savor it endlessly.

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Knowing that Liu Yu had just returned, he must have many urgent matters to deal with, especially the partner at home who was in the Jindan stage, who needed to be comforted.

So within three days, those cultivators who were still on good terms did not choose to visit him, so as not to disturb his interest.

It was not until three days later that they gradually visited him.

Although I don’t know how much strength Liu Yu has, just based on what he has shown so far, few casual cultivators can compare with him.

With this kind of strength, even if he can't make it onto the "Real Person List", it's definitely not much different.

In addition, he is also an outstanding alchemy master, there is no reason not to make good friends with him.

For a time, Liu Yu's mansion was crowded with people, so he had to take time to entertain them.

After all, cultivation is not about being deaf to the outside world. Collecting spiritual herbs and skills, etc., all require contact with other cultivators. More friends, more ways.

Seven days later, Guo Poyun came to visit.

In the pavilion on the lawn of the mansion, the two sat opposite each other again, and steam rose from the two cups of spiritual tea on the table.

"The elders know that the Taoist friend in the ancient city is busy and doesn't want to be disturbed by worldly affairs, so they specially ordered me to come to the door and bring the reward for this mission."

"Please look."

As he said, Guo Poyun's storage ring flashed with spiritual light.

A palm-sized ink-colored jade slip with many runes engraved on the surface suddenly appeared on the table.

This kind of jade slip is specially refined. The information in it can only be read once, and then it will be directly damaged. It can come in handy at certain specific times.

Looking at the black jade slip, Liu Yu was refreshed and immediately took it in his hand to check it.

After confirming that it had not been read or tampered with, he probed into it with a wisp of consciousness to check it.

In an instant, a large amount of complex information flooded into his mind, which was the specific content of the "Five-Colored Yuanying" secret method.

After the information was read, the black jade slip lost all its spiritual light and turned into ashes and fell from between his fingers.

"Wonderful."

Immersed in the newly acquired knowledge of cultivating immortals, Liu Yu's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he couldn't extricate himself for a while.

This "Five-Colored Yuanying" secret method can indeed greatly benefit the Yuanying and lay the foundation for the future formation of the Yuanshen.

Its conception is so ingenious that even he couldn't help but applaud.

"It's just that it's hard to collect these five kinds of essences in the current world of immortal cultivation."

"No matter how many conventional immortal cultivation resources such as spirit stones are available, I'm afraid they can't be exchanged."

"It's impossible to collect them all by one person. Only by relying on a big force can it be possible..."

Thinking of this, Liu Yu's eyes flickered, and he was uncertain for a while.

It's obvious that the reason why the Purple Scarf Army sent him the secret method of forming an infant and asked him to be responsible for the task of expanding the Huaizhou branch has a deeper intention.

After the mission, although the secret method has been obtained, if you want to collect the five kinds of essences, you can only rely on the channels of the organization.

After taking various actions, Liu Yu has completely stood on the opposite side of the Qianting Holy Land. In fact, there are not many choices left for him. The Purple Scarf Army is the best choice.

"Let's take a look first."

Of course, Liu Yu didn't want to give in easily and completely board the chariot of the Purple Scarf Army. He still planned to collect them himself first.

After all, no matter how good the secret method is, you have to be alive to use it.

As the most radical loose cultivator organization, the Purple Scarf Army directly carries out the most dangerous activities, and the annual death rate is no joke.

"How is it?"

"Fellow Daoist Gucheng, are you not satisfied with the mission reward?"

Seeing that Liu Yu looked unhappy after reading the information, Guo Poyun asked curiously.

"No, no."

Liu Yu smiled bitterly, without explaining the reason.

Seeing this, Guo Poyun nodded thoughtfully, and tactfully did not ask further.

"According to the news, the God of Transformation appeared in the thirty-six cities of Huaizhou recently."

"According to my humble opinion, this friction between humans and demons will probably come to an end soon."

"Take a breath, the golden development time of our loose cultivator organization should be coming to an end."

Guo Poyun whispered.

"Hmm."

Retracting his thoughts, Liu Yu nodded gently.

Although the human race has many hidden dangers and the Qianting Holy Land is not in harmony, the overall strength is intact after all, and the demon race cannot launch a real war at this time.

At present, this intensity may be just a small fight in the eyes of some gods of transformation.

The lives of low-level cultivators and low-level monsters may be just a number in the eyes of such beings.

As the realm is improved, the cultivators will become more and more "inhuman".

Some skills and secrets will irreversibly change the body structure. The normal state looks the same as that of mortals, but the real shape is already very different.

For example, Liu Yu's "real body" is actually more than eight feet big.

Maybe low-level cultivators or even mortals are just some inferior lives in the eyes of those beings.

From the attitude of Jindan cultivators towards Qi-refining and foundation-building cultivators, we can get a glimpse of the attitudes of one or two gods of transformation.

For them, only those with similar life essences can be regarded as true "fellows" and can communicate and discuss normally.

As time goes by, "human nature" may become weaker and weaker, and the recognition of the concept of "human" may no longer be firm.

In the small pavilion, the two talked for a long time.

Guo Poyun talked endlessly, talking about the news he had collected in the past few days, and he said goodbye and left after two hours.

"The ups and downs in the world of cultivation have nothing to do with me."

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, don't join the chariot of the Purple Scarf Army."

Sipping the spiritual tea leisurely, Liu Yu watched the flowers blooming and falling in the courtyard, thinking silently in his heart.

Although joining the Purple Scarf Army does have a greater chance of collecting the five kinds of essence, it is only a possibility.

The price is to work hard for the Purple Scarf Army, express loyalty to the mission, and consume a lot of time and energy.

In the end, you may not get what you want.

Having been a sect elder for a period of time, Liu Yu had also painted a pie for the sect disciples. This routine was too familiar, so he naturally resisted it.

"No matter how the situation changes, with the "Nine Dragon God" in charge, we can still practice peacefully in the Zixia Mountains."

"The situation in the Central Region will not deteriorate to any extent for the time being."

Thinking this way, Liu Yu stood up and walked towards the attic.

He had a hunch that some loose cultivator organizations may have reached a tacit understanding with the demon race to jointly consume the energy of Qianting.

Perhaps the top leaders of some loose cultivator organizations have been infiltrated by the demon race.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why frictions frequently broke out on the borders of all parties in the Central Region when Qianting Holy Land rarely worked together to deal with loose cultivators.

In this situation, even if Liu Yu is already in the Jindan realm, he is just a chess piece, and it is far from the time to show his edge.

He declined the invitation of the loose cultivator organization and practiced in seclusion to increase his cultivation, occasionally refining a few furnaces of elixirs.

There is no time in cultivating immortals, and the pear blossoms in the courtyard bloom and fade.

Fifteen years passed unknowingly.

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