Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Yong'an City.

"Young friend Shen, please."

Zhuang Yi smiled gently and raised his hand in an inviting gesture.

Wang Hao glanced at the three monks with different expressions outside the door. Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

The three major sects' actions against Zhenling Palace finally began.

It was just under the guise of going to the Zhenling Palace to pay homage to Zhang Zhenjun.

Wang Ba was also invited to watch the ceremony.

He said he was observing the ceremony, but in fact Wang Yan knew the meaning of the three major sects very well.

The three major sects worked together to conquer Zhenling Palace, so they naturally did not want anyone in the Yan country who could threaten the rear.

Wang Yan is the most famous among the casual cultivators in the Yan Kingdom today, and can even attract the existence of Jindan Zhenren. There is no doubt that he is an important target of the three major sects to be wary of.

That is to say, he is just a foundation-building monk, and he seems to be harmless, which is barely reassuring.

Even so, the three major sects did not dare to let Wang Ba stay in Yong'an City just in case.

The most appropriate way is to go with the three major sects.

Thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly. Wang Hao raised his hand and said politely:

"Master Zhuang, please go back and talk to your wife first."

Zhuang Yi laughed and said:

"No need to go to such trouble, we have already reserved a place for Madam, you two may as well go together."

When Wang Bao heard this, his face darkened.

However, Zhuang Yi took a step forward without leaving any trace, blocked the door, and then said loudly to Bu Chan in the mansion:

"Madam, please come out too."

"Senior, wait a moment."

Bu Chan's voice came out from the mansion, calm and calm.

Soon, Bu Chan, dressed in palace attire, walked out.

Her eyes glanced at Wang Hao, and she immediately walked behind Wang Hao.

And Wang Hao, who had a tacit understanding with Bu Chan, immediately understood what the other party meant through his eyes:

"Don't worry, all the spiritual plants and spiritual beasts have been put away."

Wang Hao felt relieved.

But his face is still as serious as water, and he vividly interprets a monk of various arts who is angry at unfair treatment despite having a good status.

Zhuang Yi didn't care about Wang Ba's attitude and glanced vaguely at the alley opposite Wang Ba's mansion.

My heart suddenly sank:

"Why haven't Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai come out yet? Could it be that senior brother guessed wrong?"

"These two people don't actually care about applying?"

"It seems that I was right. After all, he is a dignified Jindan real person. How could he run forward and backward for a foundation-building monk, and be so dangerous."

"But what should we do with Senior Brother's explanation? We can't really arrest them, right?"

For a moment, Zhuang Yi was happy that his judgment was accurate, but also anxious that his judgment was too accurate.

But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

At that moment, he said hello and said to Wang Yan in a low voice:

"Boy, let's go."

After saying that, he raised his hand and flicked it, and a small boat flew out of his sleeve, quickly grew in size, and instantly turned into a large ship, straddling the sky above Yong'an City.

However, despite such shocking changes, there was silence in the city.

In just a few days, Yong'an City, which was once bustling and bustling, was now half empty, and there were almost no casual cultivators on the streets.

Wang Ba also had no intention of lamenting for the casual cultivators who were captured by the three major sects.

He and Bu Chan slowly walked onto the ship.

Then several more casual cultivators flew up.

These people are probably the same as Wang Ba, beings who are feared by the three major sects but have not been eliminated.

Zhuang Yi looked down again, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Immediately he stopped hesitating and said loudly:

"Everyone, sit tight, let's go!"

The flying boat shook.

But at this moment.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in the city:

"Wait!"

Hearing this voice, Zhuang Yi, who was about to leave, was suddenly surprised and happy.

He quickly looked down and saw two figures flying straight up from below.

The leader, dressed as a scholar, smiled and saluted Zhuang Yi:

"Haha, wait a minute, fellow Daoist Zhuang. Since we are paying homage to Mr. Zhang Zhenjun, we both want to go and have a look together. Is it convenient?"

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Yuan. I never thought that Fellow Daoist Yuan was also in the city."

Zhuang Yi deliberately looked surprised, and then said generously: "It's a small matter, as long as fellow Taoist friends don't mind the slow speed of this flying boat."

"No, Fellow Daoist Zhuang is too modest."

The scribe smiled and greeted.

But the burly man behind him showed impatient expression and flew directly into the flying boat first, landing directly next to Wang Yan.

Seeing Wang Ba, he suddenly smiled innocently:

"Little friend Shen!"

"Zhenzhen Zhang, are you here too?"

Seeing the big man in front of him, Wang Hao suddenly showed a look of surprise.

The rough and powerful man was naturally Zhang Tailai. Hearing Wang Yan's words, his honest face deliberately made a mysterious look:

"My eldest brother didn't trust you, so he came with me."

When Wang Bao heard this, he couldn't help but feel a hint of gratitude on his face, and he saluted solemnly:

"This... I really want to thank you both! I can't repay you for your great kindness."

At this time, the scribe also landed lightly next to Wang Ba, and when he heard this, he said jokingly:

"Young friend Shen, you still owe us the spirit chicken essence. If you run away, where can we find you?"

"this……"

Wang Ba's expression froze, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a haze.

…

"Outskirts of Zhenling Palace, here we are!"

Accompanied by Zhuang Yi's voice.

Wang Ba suddenly opened his eyes.

For some reason, as soon as he entered the realm of Zhenling Palace, he faintly felt an extremely subtle feeling again.

Something seemed to be calling him.

It's just that if you feel this feeling carefully, it disappears quickly.

Bu Chan also opened his eyes, and the two stood up warily.

But they found that Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai had already flown out.

The other monks on the flying boat also woke up from their meditation.

Yong'an City was too far away from Zhenling Palace. Although the third-level flying magic weapon was already extremely fast, due to confidentiality reasons, they did not use the teleportation array to turn around, so it still took a long time to finally arrive.

Everyone filed out of the flying boat.

Wang Ba and Bu Chan flew out cautiously, their eyes subconsciously scanning their eyes.

Immediately, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.

I saw a huge floating platform built in the mid-air in the distance.

The high platform is faintly divided into two levels.

On the floor below, there were almost all Foundation Establishment monks. They had no seats and could only stand there, crowding each other.

The floor above was obviously the upper level of the three major sects, so the seats seemed much more relaxed.

More than twenty figures each sat cross-legged on the futon.

Most of these figures have terrifying auras, and some of them are familiar to Wang Ba, such as Master Yan from Huifeng Valley and Master Zhang from Danlongmen.

When the two of them saw Wang Ba, they both nodded.

The people on the high platform were clearly distinguished in their attire, and they could be identified as monks from the three major sects at a glance.

Among them, only a few people seemed to be like Wang Yan, who were not from the three major sects.

And this was not what shocked Wang Yan.

Beyond this high platform, Wang Ba could clearly see further away, thousands of monks in different clothes, bombarding a mountain shrouded in formations.

The foundation-building monks from the three major sects were flying behind to supervise.

"It's those casual cultivators who were captured."

Wang Bao's spiritual consciousness swept over it, and soon he saw some familiar faces and breaths among them.

Wang Ba had seen all these faces in Yong'an City, and they were taken away by the three major sects for various reasons.

Wang Hao was originally thinking that since the Tianmen Sect was gone, what could the three major sects do if they caught the casual cultivators, and they couldn't sell them, but now it seems that he was too naive.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of the sect monks, casual cultivators...are really full of treasures.

But at this moment, a stream of light suddenly flew into the sky on the high mountain covered by the formation, blooming like a firework, and then the stars whizzed down.

Somewhat quickly, it penetrated the chest of a casual cultivator flying in mid-air in an instant. The casual cultivator didn't even have time to react before it was hit hard.

"Get out of the way!"

"careful!"

"Run away!"

In front of the high mountain shrouded by the formation, the casual cultivators fled in panic and ran around in a hurry.

However, the monks from the sect at the rear directly sacrificed their magical weapons with a stern voice:

"No retreat!"

"Stand back and kill without mercy!"

"Forward! Forward!"

There is a formation in front to counterattack, and there is a sect monk's magic weapon in the back.

Even if a few of these casual cultivators rose up to resist, they were quickly drowned in the waves of mana...

In just the blink of an eye, this group of casual cultivators lost nearly 10% of their value.

After releasing this wave of attacks, the formation on the mountain seemed to have no remaining power. The brilliance of the formation finally dimmed after a period of shaking.

Immediately, it shattered into pieces under the spell attacks of several foundation-building casual cultivators.

Several Zhenling Palace monks in blue clothes who were hiding in the mountains flew up boldly and rushed towards the three major sect monks, but were stopped by an endless stream of casual cultivators.

After killing dozens of casual cultivators, he was finally beheaded by mistake due to lack of magic power.

Until their death, they had not been able to meet anyone from the three major sects.

"boom!"

Under the pouring spells of the casual cultivators, the mountain suddenly collapsed.

Along with the collapse of the mountain, an exciting voice resounded in all directions:

"Guixin point, break it!"

"good!"

"good!"

"After removing seventeen more points, we can march straight in and point our sword at Zhenling Palace!"

On the high platform, there were many voices of applause and discussion.

The monks on the upper floor also stroked their beards and nodded, with expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

Here, no one cares about the life and death of those casual cultivators.

Wang Bao looked at everything in front of him with a solemn expression, and he couldn't help but hold Bu Chan's hand a little tighter.

But at this moment, Zhuang Yi on the side smiled and said:

"It seems that we are lucky. We saw a big victory on our side right after we arrived."

Wang Ba didn't say a word when he heard this.

He didn't ask any more silly questions about why he got into a fight with the people of Zhenling Palace after agreeing to pay homage to Zhang Zhenjun.

Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai, who were the first to fly out, looked as usual.

At this time, the senior officials of the three major sects on the high platform seemed to have noticed Wang Yan, Yuan Wenzhi and others.

Among the three monks in the middle, one looked a little unfamiliar, but had an elegant face and a humble temperament. He stood up on his own initiative, with a smile on his face, raised his hand and greeted warmly:

"Is this Little Friend Shen, are you also here, Fellow Daoist Yuan, and Fellow Daoist Zhang? Please take a seat."

Wang Ba's heart suddenly shivered.

Although he didn't know the other party, he had vaguely guessed the other party's identity from his seat and the way he dressed.

He quickly bowed and saluted.

"Junior applies for submission and has met Sect Master Lin."

In front of the ordinary Jin Dan Zhenren, he could barely compete with him by relying on his so-called master title.

But doing this in front of Lin Boyue, the leader of the Xuli Sect, is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Therefore, Wang Ba wisely adhered to the etiquette of younger generations.

Of course, try not to give the other party a reason to attack.

After all, he had not forgotten that Xuli Zong had assassinated him with a spell before.

On the side, Yuan Wenzhi's usually calm and indifferent face showed a rare hint of restraint and prudence. He raised his hand to salute politely:

"Sanren Yuan Wenzhi has met Sect Master Lin."

Only Zhang Tailai, who had always been rough and reckless, still looked honest and honest, raising his hand casually, as if he didn't know what fear was at all.

But everyone here knows what kind of person Zhang Tailai is, and no one will blame him.

The four of them then flew to the high platform under Zhuang Yi's guidance.

Wang Ba and Bu Chan took the initiative to go to the lower level.

"Little friend Shen, hehe, come and sit here."

Lin Boyue's gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Ba suddenly felt his heart tremble.

Turning around, he found that the position Lin Boyue pointed to was next to Yuan Wenzhi. He suddenly showed a guilty look on his face:

"This... junior is so shallow, how can I sit here..."

"Haha, Xiaoyou Shen's skill as a spiritual chef is unparalleled in the Yan Kingdom, so how can he not be qualified?"

Lin Boyue shook his head and smiled.

Zhu Rong, the master of the Return Wind Valley, also suddenly spoke:

"That's right, no one will have any objections to Xiaoyou Shen sitting here."

When Chu Xiao from Danlongmen heard this, he glanced at Wang Ba and Zhu Rong, his eyes thoughtful.

And Wang Hao subconsciously glanced around, and suddenly found unexpectedly that among the three major Jindan masters present, many people looked at him with a hint of kindness in their eyes.

I was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"It seems it's because of the spirit chicken essence."

Although the spirit chicken essence has little effect on Jindan cultivators, if the quantity is large, it is still very considerable. In the absence of conflicts of interest, a normal Jindan cultivator will naturally show favor to Wang Yan.

Thinking of this, he finally felt a little calmer.

"Then this junior has overstepped his bounds."

Wang Ba looked ashamed, and immediately after giving Bu Chan a few words, he walked over and sat down next to Yuan Wenzhi.

Bu Chan also went to the lower level immediately.

And in this gap, Gaotai continued to fly to the north unknowingly.

soon.

Wang Ba then saw another mountain that was very similar to before.

The formation is also shrouded in the mountains.

Accompanied by the orders of the three major monks.

Soon there were a large number of casual cultivators rushing towards the mountains in overwhelming numbers.

Immediately, he began to repeat the scene that Wang Hao had seen before.

The golden elixir masters at the upper level also began to discuss again.

Wang Ba didn't make a sound, just listened quietly.

From the few words of these Jindan masters, he vaguely understood that these mountains and formations were actually the foundations of the large formations set up by the monks of Zhenling Palace to guard the mountain gate of Zhenling Palace.

If you want to truly pose a threat to Zhenling Palace, you must first break through the outer formation.

And after relying on the lives of a large number of casual cultivators.

finally.

After one night.

With the collapse of the last mountain, a huge palace complex built on the plateau and spanning hundreds of miles was finally exposed before Wang Ba's eyes.

At this moment, the number of casual cultivators who were still alive was less than 10% of what Wang Hao had seen before.

But no one still cares about their life or death.

The upper level of the high platform.

The three golden elixir masters who were originally sitting cross-legged finally couldn't hold back anymore and stood up one after another, looking at the palaces below with expectant, nervous and complicated expressions on their faces.

Even the three sect leaders, Lin Boyue, Zhu Rong and Chu Xiao, could not conceal their excitement.

"Finally! We finally see this day!"

Zhu Rong sighed with a smile on his face.

Even Chu Xiao, who didn't speak much, had a hint of joy in his eyes.

Lin Boyue looked down, his eyes flashing.

The three major sects have been struggling in Zhenling Palace for a long time.

Just because in the Zhenling Palace, there is the only Nascent Soul Lord in the Yan Kingdom, Zhang Daobai.

He suppressed Yan State for many years.

And now Zhang Daobai has finally fallen.

Zhenling Palace suddenly lost three Jindan Zhenren on the Wei front line.

With only four golden elixirs left, how could Zhenling Palace withstand the three major sects joining forces?

The outcome has long been determined, but what Lin Boyue values ​​​​more is this process.

at this time.

In the palace complex, a huge formation barrier suddenly rose up.

Covering the entire palace complex.

At the same time, four figures in blue were faintly revealed in this formation barrier.

Standing in mid-air.

The aura of one of them is not inferior to the masters of the three major sects at all.

Even more so.

His face was thin, with a hint of anger in his expression, and his voice echoed in all directions:

"Xuli Sect, Huifeng Valley, Danlongmen... why are you attacking my Zhenling Palace!"

Along with this sound, there was a faint sound of thunder in all directions.

The foundation-building monks of the three major sects were all shocked and turned pale!

Wang Yan didn't feel too much. He had a strong foundation. Although he was in the middle stage of foundation building, he was still stronger than the general late stage foundation building.

The Jindan practitioners on the upper level of the platform also looked at the four people with solemn expressions.

Lin Boyue couldn't help but feel a trace of solemnity and a trace of happiness on his face.

"Palace Master Wu is probably not far away from the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation... I missed the last time I attended the ceremony."

"But it's a good thing that Zhang Daobai died early. Otherwise, your Zhenling Palace's Dual Yuanying Sect would still have a place for my three sects to stay!"

"Hmph! I just regret that when Master Zhang was here before, he couldn't wipe out all of you!"

The skinny monk said sharply.

"Haha, Wu Siqi, what are you farting about? If Zhang Daobai can really do it, will he still keep us?"

Hui Feng Gu Zhu Rong couldn't help but sneer.

Lin Boyue also shook his head:

"Palace Master Wu, you don't have to say anything. I can represent the three sects and give you a choice. Either give up resistance and let me place restrictions on you. We will not harm your lives. If you behave well in the future, you may still Consider lifting the restrictions and giving you your freedom."

"Or... Zhenling Palace will become history today!"

After hearing this, the skinny monk finally looked more serious:

"Lin Boyue, do you really want to fight me to the death in Zhenling Palace?"

"Do you still think there are other possibilities between us?"

Lin Boyue asked rhetorically.

"...Okay! Let's fight to the death!"

The skinny monk was silent for a moment, then said coldly.

Soon, his figure quickly disappeared into the formation.

"It's just a stubborn resistance!"

Zhu Rong sneered.

"It is indeed a stubborn resistance."

Lin Boyue murmured.

The words have not yet finished.

A section of the formation barrier covering the huge palace complex near the ground suddenly twisted.

Immediately, a tiny hole appeared above the barrier!

Within the formation, a series of urgent voices suddenly came:

"There is a traitor!"

"No! The formation is broken!"

"Quick! Hold the formation quickly!"

Wow!

The tiny hole quickly enlarged, and in an instant, several foundation-building figures frantically escaped from it.

A blue-robed golden elixir master immediately followed the entrance of the cave and slashed angrily at the defecting foundation-building monks, but was easily blocked by Chu Xiao, the leader of the Danlongmen who was already prepared.

At the same time, several real people from the three golden elixir sects who cooperated with each other tacitly jumped down from the high platform and quickly tore open the hole.

In the blink of an eye, the formation that shrouded the palace complex was on the verge of being shattered.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Lin Boyue was not surprised at all, but just sighed:

"In the years that Zhang Daobai was here, the Zhenling Palace has indeed developed very fast, but unfortunately it has also lacked too much hard work. It actually puts its wealth and life on a formation... Don't they know that the battle to destroy the sect will... Is the first thing others think about is how to quickly break the formation?"

In contrast, although the Xuli Sect also has the third-level formation of Shoushan, no one really expects the third-level formation to be able to block the opponent.

People can only rely on themselves in the end.

This is Lin Boyue’s creed.

soon.

The formation above the palace complex completely dissipated.

Four Jindan masters from the Zhenling Palace, dressed in blue, also showed their figures.

In addition, there are a large number of foundation building and Qi refining disciples.

The number of these Zhenling Palace foundation-building monks is actually more than the three major sects' foundation-building monks combined.

Therefore, even if the formation was unexpectedly cracked, these Zhenling Palace monks were not too panicked.

Instead, they quickly and spontaneously formed formations one by one.

Facing the three major foundation-building monks who came to kill them.

For a moment, there was no distinction between them.

On the high platform, most of the remaining golden elixir masters also came off the stage, surrounding the four golden elixirs in Zhenling Palace.

The three Jindan masters from Zhenling Palace were quickly suppressed by the Jindan masters from the three major sects.

He was beaten and retreated steadily.

Only Palace Master Wu of Zhenling Palace showed great power and suppressed seven or eight Jindan Masters with one person's power!

On the high platform, Lin Boyue frowned when he saw this scene, glanced around, and suddenly said to Yuan Wenzhi:

"Fellow Daoist Yuan and Friend Daoist Zhang, you two are quite powerful. Can you help me? I will definitely reward you generously!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Wenzhi couldn't help but glance at the three sect leaders who were still sitting in the chair, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a subtle voice came to his ears:

"Promise him first and help Wu Siqi later. Zhenling Palace cannot be lost..."

Yuan Wenzhi suddenly felt a chill in his heart, then he seemed to ponder for a moment, and he cupped his hands to Lin Boyue and said:

"Since Sect Master Lin believes in my two brothers so much, I will be bold enough to give it a try."

Having said that, he was about to take action, but his expression suddenly changed!

As he sensed it, deep in the palace complex not far away, a hot, volcano-like aura came from nothing and erupted in an instant!

Just for a moment.

On the side of the three major sects, the auras of several golden elixir masters quickly disappeared...

Before he even had time to turn around, he heard the shocked and angry but unanimous voices of Lin Boyue, Zhu Rong and Chu Xiao:

"Zhang Daobai!"

And this moment.

Wang Yan was also extremely shocked!

Because he suddenly realized it.

The subtle feeling I felt when I first entered Zhenling Palace became extremely clear at this moment!

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