Immortal Palace Longevity

After witnessing the end of a monk's tribulation, Liu Yu returned to the attic to practice, while Zhuo Mengzhen went out to deal with the Jade Alchemy Hall, planning to sell it at a suitable price.

But unfortunately, just two days later, his premonition came true.

Qanting Holy Land and other major forces have unanimously increased their troops in the direction of Zixia Mountains, with a strong tendency to invade this holy land of casual cultivators.

Zixia Mountains are in all directions, and even groups of high-level spiritual ships appear from time to time.

Constantly flying around this spiritual mountain, monitoring the movements inside openly.

For a time, this holy land for casual cultivators was filled with turmoil, and the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere was gone forever.

Having a premonition that a storm was coming, and that the Zixia Mountains would be the center of the storm, many casual cultivators subconsciously chose to protect themselves by selling their properties and leaving the area.

In just a few days, the number of monks in the Zixia Mountains dropped off a cliff, and the scene of people coming and going in the past no longer existed.

The major spiritual mountains are deserted, and occasionally a few rays of light can be seen passing through.

The Qanting Holy Land had a very strange attitude towards the casual cultivators who wanted to leave. They had no intention of stopping them at all, and instead let them pass generously.

After all, there are too many casual cultivators, and they will definitely not be able to kill them all. As long as this holy land of casual cultivators is conquered, it will greatly damage the confidence of the major casual cultivator organizations.

Once word spreads, the threat of the past will be gone forever.

At this time, most monks would certainly not have the desire to live and die with the Zixia Mountains.

Seeing that Qanting Holy Land did not stop them, they all packed up their things and ran away.

The reason why they came here is just because the cultivation environment here is good. It is impossible to say that they don't have some feelings, but it is far from the point of risking their lives for this.

Only the major casual cultivators had no choice but to stay here because they were on the opposite side of Qanting Holy Land and had no retreat.

After all, Qian Ting Holy Land soldiers surrounded the Zixia Mountains. Going out at this time would only lead to death, so it was better to stay here and give it a try.

With the "Nine Dragon Divine Lord" here, what if danger can be averted?

…

A few days later, Hongxia Mountain Cave Mansion.

In the small pavilion, Liu Yu sat alone, with a steaming cup of spiritual tea already brewed on the table, as if waiting for someone.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave, but Qanting Holy Land moves too fast.

Before setting off, the Zixia Mountains were already surrounded, so they had to stay here.

However, according to observations in the past few days, Qanting Holy Land does not seem to intend to strictly examine the casual cultivators who leave this place, and it seems very simple to get through.

After observing for several days, Liu Yu roughly understood the intention of Qianting Holy Land. He planned to leave tomorrow regardless of the property of Yudantang.

I am here today just to say goodbye to Guo Poyun.

After all, this person is the monk he has become most familiar with since coming to the Central Territory, and the relationship between the two has always been good.

It seems a bit unreasonable to say goodbye without saying goodbye.

After all, after this incident, the Purple Turban Army will not necessarily be destroyed, and Guo Poyun's cultivation is also at the peak of the Golden Core, and he has the value of making friends.

"It seems that Qanting Holy Land only wants to eliminate the "holy land of casual cultivators", rather than destroying all casual cultivators."

"Perhaps its real present is "that one"."

Thinking like this, Liu Yu subconsciously turned her head and looked at the towering fifth-level Zixia Mountain in the distance.

Eradicating the holy land of casual cultivators and destroying the legendary "Nine Dragon God Lord" can indeed effectively curb the increasingly "rampant" forces of casual cultivators.

In contrast, if the attack surface is expanded to the entire casual cultivator group, the difficulty will immediately increase a lot, and more cultivators need to be mobilized.

In a situation where the war between humans and monsters has just ended and they may start fighting again at any time, it is naturally inappropriate to do this.

Therefore, this decision is indeed the most appropriate way.

"Since we are not trying to wipe out all the rogue cultivators, and Qanting Holy Land intends to "release water", then leaving tomorrow should be smoother."

Liu Yu flashed this idea and then shook his head slightly.

"tread"

The formation had been closed, and he didn't have to wait long before subtle footsteps sounded outside the mansion.

Wearing a green shirt and a neatly trimmed short black beard, Guo Poyun, who looked energetic, appeared in sight the next moment.

Although his clothes were neatly dressed, the expression on his face was extremely solemn.

"Fellow Taoist from the ancient city."

Approaching the small pavilion, Guo Poyun held his hands in a distant position.

The two of them are already very familiar with each other, so naturally there is no need for so many etiquettes, and there is no need to go through the process of welcoming them in person.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, please sit down."

Liu Yu smiled, stood up and gently cupped her hands in a gesture of invitation.

Immediately, he poured a cup of spiritual tea for him with his own hands.

Over the years, Guo Poyun has indeed helped a lot, and this person is his only friend in the Central Territory.

"well."

Guo Poyun was not polite. He picked up the spirit tea and drank it in one sip. He put down the cup and still had a sad face.

It was obvious that he was very concerned about the current situation.

"At this time of situation, I wonder what the invitation from the Taoist fellow from the ancient city is about?"

After chatting for a few words, Guo Poyun was obviously absent-minded and asked straight to the point.

When talking about business, Liu Yu's smile faded and her expression became serious.

"To be honest, Gu plans to leave the Zixia Mountains tomorrow and find another place to practice in peace."

"I invited Fellow Daoist Guo here today just to say goodbye."

"We say goodbye today, and I don't know when we will see you again!"

He put down the tea cup, stood up and looked at the majestic Zixia Mountain with his hands behind his hands, his eyes calm and calm.

"What?!"

"Even you, fellow Daoist Gucheng."

Hearing this, Guo Poyun's pupils shrank, as if he was hit hard, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Ever since the Qianting Holy Land surrounded the Zixia Mountains, most of the scattered cultivators have fled with an attitude of indifference.

Even some peripheral members of the scattered cultivator organizations chose to protect themselves at this time and did not dare to confront the Qianting Holy Land directly.

True friendship is revealed in times of adversity. Most of the fellows who used to talk and laugh together have now parted ways. Only now can we see who we can rely on.

After fighting side by side for decades, Guo Poyun originally thought that he knew Liu Yu well enough, and even if he did not officially join the Purple Scarf Army, Liu Yu would choose to stay.

Never expected that even this good friend would choose to leave, and his tone was so resolute, and it was obvious that there was no room for negotiation.

Looking at Liu Yu's back with his hands behind his back and looking into the distance, Guo Poyun's eyes flashed with complexity. He felt very familiar before, but now he felt extremely strange and distant.

"Forget it, forget it."

"The Qianting Holy Land is coming with great momentum. Even with the reputation of "Nine Dragon God", it may not be able to resolve this crisis."

"It is indeed the most correct choice for Daoist Gucheng to leave at this time."

"If things cannot be done, we should not put all our hopes here. We should leave some sparks."

Guo Poyun sighed dejectedly, his words full of helplessness.

Although there are "Nine Dragon Gods" in the Zixia Mountains, there are also Gods in the Qianting Holy Land, and there are more Gods.

Once the spiritual treasure is used, even the Gods will be suppressed by the power that reaches the level of refining emptiness.

Although the situation may not be so bad, leaving at this time is indeed the most "wise" choice.

The strength is very different, and people's hearts have been scattered.

Although the major organizations have taken various measures, they still cannot organize the dispersion of people's hearts. Those who should leave will eventually leave.

Before leaving, Liu Yu said something to him instead of leaving without saying goodbye, which was very considerate.

So Guo Poyun did not try to keep him after reacting.

"In this world, the minority never obeys the majority. The truth is only within the attack range of magic."

"What can we do with the current situation?"

Liu Yu, who has long been insightful about the world, flashed coldness and indifference in his eyes, and spoke softly.

Then he turned around and said seriously:

"Friend Guo, you are one of the few friends of Gu in the Central Region. Gu doesn't want to hear about your misfortune."

"Since the current situation is like this, you should also make plans early."

"In the current situation, what can we, the Jindan cultivators, do?"

"Trying to go against the trend, the final result can only be ashes and smoke. Going with the trend is the most rational choice."

Seeing that the other party was "stubborn", due to the friendship between the two, although he knew the result long ago, Liu Yu still chose to persuade him once.

Guo Poyun's face was heavy, and he fell into silence after hearing this.

Yes, with such a huge difference in strength, giving up is the most correct choice.

As long as you save a life, there will be infinite possibilities in the future. One day, you can condense the Nascent Soul and still fight for your ideals.

The pros and cons of the truth are clear, but there is a flame burning in Guo Poyun's heart!

Retreat? Where can he retreat to?

If he retreats today, the other party will take a step forward tomorrow, and he will be even more aggressive, and sooner or later he will have no way to retreat!

At this moment, Guo Poyun thought of "Qingshui Zhenjun" for some reason, and his every word was still vivid in his mind.

He walked to Liu Yu's side, straightened his chest and looked at Zixia Mountain, and said in a deep voice:

"I will stand here until the roar of the spell sounds!"

Guo Poyun's tone was full of determination to devote himself to his ideals, and he was ready to fall.

He had made his choice.

When it does not touch the principles, this person also has a flexible bottom line, but when it comes to issues of principle, he also has the courage to not retreat.

Hearing this, Liu Yu shook his head slightly, and did not intend to continue persuading.

He deeply understood that his friend's Taoism was firm and had made the final choice, which could not be shaken by a few words.

For a time, the scene fell into silence.

Today's meeting might be the last, and neither of them was in the mood to chat and laugh.

Pear blossoms fell in the courtyard, the scenery was beautiful and sad, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"There are still important things to deal with, fellow Taoist Gucheng, Guo will take his leave first!"

After a moment, Guo Poyun smiled heartily and bowed heavily.

At this moment, he returned to his old appearance.

It seemed that all the troubles were gone, his eyes were shining and bright, full of indifference to life and death.

"Fellow Taoist Guo, take care."

Liu Yu clasped his fists in return and said seriously.

Guo Poyun nodded heavily, then turned around without hesitation and walked slowly outside the mansion.

After making the final decision, his state of mind seemed to be sublimated in some way, without any doubts, and his steps were easier than he imagined.

"This road has also been walked by the sages."

From Liu Yu's perspective, Guo Poyun's back at this moment was actually a bit solemn and sacred, just like the original Qingshui Zhenjun.

Even if some people fall, their ideas still exist!

…

In the small pavilion, Liu Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Zixia Mountain from afar, and did not look away for a long time.

Leaving is the most rational choice.

Persistence is not necessarily stupid.

To realize the belief in one's heart, dying on the road of struggle, what is there to regret?

It's just that the ideas are different, so the choices made are different.

Half an hour later, Liu Yu retracted his gaze, took out the sound transmission jade card and sent a message to Zhuo Mengzhen, then turned and entered the attic.

Since he had decided to leave, he naturally had to clean up the cave.

Although he had not officially joined the Purple Scarf Army, Qianting Holy Land did not think so.

In the Black Mountain Immortal Prison operation, Liu Yu had already shown extraordinary strength and was on the wanted list of Qianting Holy Land.

In the "Ziwei Forgotten Mansion", the "Qingyang Gong" and "Ziyoulian" were exposed. According to various clues, there may not be no cultivators who connected them together.

At this time, it is better to be careful.

After entering the attic to clean up, Liu Yu did not leave even a hair behind, erasing all traces of his existence.

His spiritual consciousness scanned back and forth several times, and seeing that there was nothing missing, he nodded with satisfaction.

Half a day later, Zhuo Mengzhen returned and brought the news that no one took over the Jade Dan Hall.

The cultivators of Qianting Holy Land surrounded them from all sides, but the Zixia Mountains did not respond, and the Nine Dragon God did not show up.

As a result, the prices of shops, caves, etc. fell sharply, and it was normal that no one took over.

Since they could not be sold, Liu Yu just let it go, and he was not short of those spiritual stones.

As long as he wanted, he could build a prosperous shop from scratch at any time.

In this extremely tense atmosphere, time seemed to become extremely slow, and every minute and every second was torture.

When his direct disciple Zhang Yi also arrived at the mansion, Liu Yu led the two of them to set off at night and rushed to the outside of the Zixia Mountains without waiting for the sky to brighten.

For safety reasons, the three of them disguised themselves.

He even used the "Hidden Spirit Technique" to converge the fluctuations of his cultivation to the foundation-building stage, and on the surface it seemed that Zhuo Mengzhen was the leader.

"Swoosh~"

The green flying boat cut through the sky and shuttled between the towering mountains.

In just a few days, the once bustling sacred mountains were deserted and looked extremely desolate.

As the mountain wind blew, only silence remained in the sacred mountains, and the smell of desolation came to the face.

In fact, even if most cultivators chose to leave, there were still many cultivators who stayed in the Zixia Mountains for various reasons.

It was just that they were distributed in the mountains within a radius of thousands of miles, so they inevitably looked sparse and deserted.

Most of them were people who kept themselves safe, but there were also many cultivators who insisted on not leaving!

When Liu Yu got on the flying boat magic weapon and left the Hongxia Mountain Cave, he saw such a scene at a glance.

Occasionally, he saw a few cultivators driving magic weapons, who were also in a hurry.

They all looked indifferent, kept a high degree of vigilance against other cultivators, and fled in silence without saying a word.

"Organizations will decay, empires will fall, nothing can last forever."

"Only the real power in the dantian and the powerful magic weapon in the hand are the things that are truly worth relying on in this ever-changing world of cultivating immortals."

Standing quietly at the bow of the boat, Liu Yu put his hands behind his back, without a trace of ripples in his eyes.