Longevity: After Six Thousand Years, The Diary Was Exposed

A flock of geese flies in the sky ahead, cautiously.

Behind them are hundreds of people selected by various major forces to enter the Xuanqing Sect and experience the path of cultivation of the Great Emperor up close.

No one is using magic or flying in the air.

They are walking and climbing the mountain.

Before long, they pass through an ancient gate, and the elder leading the group arranges the disciples to stand on both sides.

"Welcome, esteemed guests, to our sect for guidance!"

The flock of geese breathes a sigh of relief, thinking to themselves that this old man has finally done something decent.

The place where the outer disciples live is not far from the mountain gate.

Soon, the group arrives in a small valley, where simple wooden houses are scattered around.

The scenery in the valley is average, but it is peaceful.

Near the river, there is a wooden house that has been enclosed, with a stone tablet in front of it.

The words "Great Emperor's Former Residence" on the stone tablet are very eye-catching.

Immediately, it attracts the attention of everyone.

The flock of geese turns around and smiles as they introduce, "Everyone, please look, this wooden house is the Great Emperor's former residence."

"Back then, the Great Emperor lived in this simple wooden house."

He says with emotion, "Standing here, I can still feel that indomitable will and perseverance!"

Liu Piaopiao raises an eyebrow but doesn't say anything, thinking to herself that it's been thousands of years, what willpower is there?

However, in this situation, she definitely can't refute it.

Next, people from various major forces take turns entering the Great Emperor's former residence, experiencing the traces of the Great Emperor's life up close.

Then, under the guidance of the flock of geese, they visit the Great Emperor's bathhouse, the Great Emperor's toilet, the stone where the Great Emperor meditated...

They even touch the ancient trees that the Great Emperor once climbed.

The flock of geese generously presents the cultivation methods and magic techniques that the Great Emperor once practiced for everyone to observe.

Anyway, they are worthless.

These cultivation methods and magic techniques are naturally nothing to the people present.

In other places, they wouldn't even bother to look at them.

But today, they practice them with great seriousness until they remember all the techniques.

The cultivation methods that the Great Emperor practiced must have something extraordinary, right?

It continues until evening.

Liu Piaopiao takes a glance and sees that it's getting late, so she bows to the flock of geese and says, "It's getting late, let's descend the mountain!"

"Thank you again, Master Yan, for your warm hospitality and allowing us to experience the path of the Great Emperor's cultivation up close. We have gained a lot!"

Although many people don't agree with these words, they still bow and express their gratitude.

Jiang Youlong snorts lightly, turns around, and leaves the mountain.

Before long, the disciples from the sacred grounds, ancient clans, and immortal dynasties disperse.

The Xuanqing Sect becomes quiet once again.

"We finally sent away these troublemakers!"

Elder Chen Xiu lets out a sigh of relief and says, "This trial is finally over, right?"

However, the flock of geese's face turns pale and shakes their head, saying, "It's not that simple. Just wait, tonight will be the most lively."

Elder Chen Xiu's tone becomes serious, "Master, are you saying that they didn't make a move today, but they will tonight?"

"That's right!"

The flock of geese's face darkens, and their eyes flicker. After a moment, they solemnly command, "Tonight, the sect will be under strict lockdown!"

"All disciples, including you, will be confined. No matter what you see or hear, you are not allowed to go outside!"

Elder Chen Xiu's face becomes solemn, "Master, what about you..."

The flock of geese takes a deep breath, "This is the tribulation of our sect, and also an opportunity for our rise!"

"As the sect master, I must shoulder this responsibility!"

After saying that, they look deeply at Elder Chen Xiu, "If I die tomorrow, you will temporarily take over as the sect master and then disband the disciples and dissolve the sect."

"Don't let everyone sacrifice in vain."

Elder Chen Xiu's expression changes, and he opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted.

"No need to say anything!"

The flock of geese's tone is resolute, "Go and give the order. I will be in seclusion in the Quiet Contemplation Hall tonight, waiting for their arrival!"

After speaking!

The flock of geese flashes and flies into the air, arriving on top of a towering tower.

They enter the tower and close all the windows and doors!

Then, they sit cross-legged, closing their eyes, waiting silently.

"Boom!"

"Dong—dong dong—"

After a moment, a peculiar rhythm of bells rang within the sect, signaling the start of the sect's major prohibition.

Time passed little by little...

Night fell.

A crescent moon hung in the sky.

About a hundred miles away from the Xuanqing Sect, a huge floating ship with fluttering flags was suspended in the air.

Jiang Youlong looked at the night sky, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth. "The show is about to begin!"

"It's been a long time since I felt this kind of blood-boiling sensation!"

A soft laughter came from beside him, and a woman in a red dress stepped forward, scolding, "This is going to be deadly!"

At this moment, a burly man spoke in a deep voice, "Hua Hongyi, isn't this the kind of scene you like?"

"Annoying, I don't like killing people, I just like... corpses."

Jiang Youlong withdrew his gaze and sneered, "That old man Yan Changkong didn't speak a single word of truth today! Everyone has been acting with him all day!"

"There must be many people who want to capture him and search his soul now, right?"

"Kiki, I also like playing with soul searching!"

Colorful clouds floated in the sky.

Among the clouds, there were palaces and pavilions, like fairy palaces.

The group from the Jade Pool Holy Land was currently in one of the palaces, looking at the information on today's Great Emperor.

Liu Piaopiao stood outside the palace, lost in thought, her skirt fluttering in the night breeze.

"Liu Sect Master!"

An old man with high cheekbones walked over, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Tonight, are we really going to take action?"

Liu Piaopiao snapped back to reality and nodded gently. "The decree was personally issued by the Holy Venerable!"

The old man paused for a moment. "I understand!"

Another part of the night sky.

Giant fireballs floated in the sky, illuminating the entire world as if it were daytime.

These were actually flying exotic beasts called Xuan Niao, burning with Xuan Niao True Fire, extremely terrifying.

Standing on the back of the leading Xuan Niao was a middle-aged man dressed in a suit with a Xuan Niao pattern, standing proudly.

This person was none other than Zhao Shanhe, the commander of the Xuan Niao Guards of the Liyue Immortal Dynasty.

Zhao Shanhe's eyes were sharp as a knife as he scanned the surroundings, slowly raising the jade slip in his hand.

"His Majesty has ordered us to defend the Xuanqing Sect tonight!"

"No mistakes allowed!"

The other Xuan Niao Guards showed a look of astonishment on their faces, then quickly said in a deep voice, "We obey!"

It's no wonder.

Even the commander Zhao Shanhe found it somewhat unbelievable and couldn't understand.

The Liyue Immortal Dynasty and the Xuanqing Sect had no previous relationship.

Why would the Empress order them to protect the Xuanqing Sect?

Before seeing the secret order...

Zhao Shanhe even thought that the Empress would order them to capture Yan Changkong.

Night!

Gradually grew deeper.

Yan Changkong sat cross-legged in the Hall of Meditation, all the doors and windows closed.

But at this moment, a cold wind blew through the hall, the temperature instantly dropping, and frost forming on the floor...

Yan Changkong sensed something. "They're here!"

Crack—

Suddenly, the windows around the main hall were opened, and a gust of wind poured in.

He opened his eyes and looked out the window.

In the sky, dark clouds churned, vaguely concealing a massive object rolling within.

On the other side, snowflakes fluttered.

Yan Changkong's gaze shifted, and in the other direction of the sky, flames soared, dozens of fireballs resembling the sun.

At the same time, countless powerful auras madly converged.

During the day, it was just a small probe.

The real storm was only coming now.

Yan Changkong took a deep breath, his slightly plump body trembling, but still standing tall.

He closed his eyes again, swallowed the remaining Stillness Divine Pill in one gulp, and said in a deep voice, "This time, I, Yan Changkong, am gambling!"