Longevity starts with learning

Xianling Mountain has collapsed, but the world-destroying battle between Yuanying is still going on.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, and the bloody rain keeps coming and going, extinguishing all possible life.

Ancestor Xuancheng is alone in the sky. Even though the bloody rain has not stopped for a moment, his robe has not been stained by a single drop of rain.

"If you leave now, I will forgive you."

"If not, this day next year will be your memorial day."

"Hahaha, everyone can talk big!"

"But now it seems that you can't do anything to me!"

The blood-robed ancestor laughed and looked down on him.

But the next moment, as a sudden voice sounded between the clouds, the smile of the blood-robed ancestor froze instantly.

"If I am included, is it difficult to capture and kill you?"

The clouds in the sky dispersed like a tide, and a man in white clothes fell from the sky. The man's eyes were like the dark starry sky, and he held a small white tower about a foot in his hand. As the tower rotated, starlight like a sea of ​​stars dotted all over the tower.

As this light voice sounded, the small white tower fell from the sky. When the inconspicuous starlight collided with the raindrops in the sky, the raindrops of annihilation, which were invincible, were annihilated by themselves under the effect of these little starlights.

The small white tower fell down with a bang. In the instant of falling, the tower body expanded visibly. Finally, when it reached the top of the blood-robed ancestor's head, the tower was already a towering tower, and the terrifying aura that seemed to be able to suppress the world burst out, and in an instant, the blood-robed ancestor was completely enveloped in it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of earth-shattering roars burst out, the white tower was still majestic, but the blood-robed ancestor was forced to retreat hundreds of feet.

At this moment, the ancestor Xuancheng and the sudden Yuanying power, one in front and one behind, surrounded the blood-robed ancestor.

"Xuanming!"

The blood-robed ancestor was no longer afraid, looking at the newly appeared man in white, obviously unable to hide his fear.

But before he could say more, the towering white tower that seemed to be able to suppress the world came again and suppressed him.

Under the continuous siege and bombardment, the blood-robed ancestor was no longer rebellious, and he was in a state of embarrassment, and shouted in a nearly exasperated voice:

"Xuanming, do you really want to fight to the death?"

The man in white still did not speak, and the towering white tower almost brutally bombarded several times, and then raised his hand and took the white tower back into his palm.

"Da Chu is not a place where you can act recklessly."

The man in white stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the blood-robed ancestor who was in a state of embarrassment.

The blood-robed ancestor looked grim, but under the encirclement, he had to bow his head. After a while of uncertainty, he said bitterly:

"Okay, this time, I admit defeat!"

"This Holy Spirit Gu belongs to your Changsheng Sect!"

The man in white turned a blind eye and said coldly: "Within a thousand years, you are not allowed to step into Da Chu."

The blood-robed ancestor was furious: "Don't go too far!"

The man in white did not say anything, but rolled up his sleeves, and a light golden scroll flew out and hung in front of the blood-robed ancestor.

"Okay! You Changsheng Sect are ruthless!"

The Blood Robe Patriarch said fiercely, raised his hand, and the pale golden scroll hanging in front of him was suspended in his palm. As his spiritual consciousness flowed, the moment the real name was imprinted, the scroll broke and turned into two streams of light, one in front and one behind, respectively sank into the bodies of the Blood Robe Patriarch and the white-robed man.

At this time, the tense situation just dissipated.

The white-robed man raised his hand to signal, and the Blood Robe Patriarch glanced at the two coldly, rolled up his sleeves, and the blood clouds in the sky dissipated, and the raindrops disappeared.

At the same time, the Blood Robe Patriarch jumped up, his body turned into a blood light, and disappeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

"This thief has been against our sect many times. This is the time to capture and kill this thief..."

"Brother, why did you let this thief go?"

Ancestor Xuancheng took a step forward, came to the front of the white-robed man, and asked tentatively.

The man in white robe said slowly:

"This person is deeply involved with Qianzhu League and has a close relationship with the Zhao family in Changping."

"The current situation is special and it is not appropriate to cause trouble."

Hearing this, the ancestor Xuancheng hesitated to speak, and finally did not say more.

At this moment, the man in white robe suddenly changed the subject:

"Junior brother, how is the layout on your side?"

Ancestor Xuancheng looked at the entrance of the ruins revealed between the collapsed earth and rocks, and slowly said: "Junior brother, I came here to pay a special visit to the sect master and asked about the situation during the Battle of Langya."

"According to the sect master, although Wang Xun escaped in the Battle of Langya, he was also shattered by the sect master, severely damaging his origin..."

"Such injuries, looking at the entire cultivation world, there are very few spiritual objects that can heal..."

"I let him escape before because I never thought that this person would control the secret realm of the Wang family, so I let him hide for many years..."

"For so many years, he has never appeared, and he has arranged His descendants plundered all sides..."

"According to the master's guess, this person is very likely to be too seriously injured to use the Wang family secret realm, so he is so passive..."

"Now that the Holy Spirit Gu has appeared, with his injuries, he will definitely not remain indifferent and will definitely take action..."

The man in white nodded slightly, and a ray of his eyes also fell on the so-called ruins. After observing for a while, he slowly said: "Junior brother, you decide for yourself about the matter of this secret realm."

"Brother, I will stay in the southwest for a maximum of ten days."

"After ten days, I will have to set off to the outer sea to take charge..."

Ancestor Xuancheng was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Brother, are you going to the outer sea too?"

"Yes."

The man in white nodded: "The order from the sect master should involve the relationship between the Black Snake Clan and that terrifying existence..."

"Not only me, but all the other clan leaders have also rushed to the outer sea..."

At this point, the man in white changed the subject and suddenly asked: "Junior Brother Chu of the Kuizhen Clan should be in the southwest now, right?"

Ancestor Xuancheng pointed to the ruins: "This ruin was built by Junior Brother Chu."

"Junior Brother Chu is also coordinating everything in the ruins now..."

"I heard that you studied the three demon souls for several years before, but you didn't notice anything. Or did Junior Brother Chu notice the abnormality?"

Ancestor Xuancheng was slightly startled and shook his head and said: "Junior Brother Chu is gifted, and Junior Brother is ashamed of himself."

The man in white smiled and said: "Senior Brother, I am back to the sect this time , and went to take a look on purpose. I am not afraid of you laughing at me if I hadn't known the weirdness in advance. I am afraid there would be no result. "

"This boy has extraordinary talent."

The man in white robe praised it endlessly. Then, he seemed to remember something and said:

"The weirdness of the divine ban is very likely related to the terrifying existence. Junior nephew Chu can detect the weirdness of the divine ban. It is possible that he has been concerned by the weirdness. "

"Now everything in the outer sea is closely related to the demon soul divine ban. Junior brother, you are in the southwest, and Junior nephew Chu is also in the southwest. Junior brother, you should pay more attention to it and be careful of the black snake clan..."

Ancestor Xuancheng's expression was stern, and he solemnly responded: "Junior brother understands, senior brother, don't worry."

The man in white robe nodded and said nothing more.

At this moment, the eyes of the two of them were looking at the so-called ruins of the Holy Spirit Sect again.

At this moment, in the ruins of the Holy Spirit Sect, as the traces of the Holy Spirit Gu reappeared, the chaos in it seemed to be getting more and more out of control.

Many cultivators who entered the ruins, no matter what their cultivation level was, almost rushed into the Eight Diagrams after sensing the extremely obvious traces of the Holy Spirit Gu, hoping to get the Holy Spirit Gu in their pockets.

Even though there are many self-aware cultivators who know that the Holy Spirit Gu must be a luxury in this situation, there are not a few rare treasures in each palace in the Inner Eight Storehouses.

For most low-level cultivators, each of these treasures can be said to be a blessing from heaven and a great opportunity!

Fighting and killing can be seen everywhere in these palaces.

There are also quite a few with clear goals, and they go to the treasure house deeper in the Inner Eight Storehouses one after another, searching for the Holy Spirit Gu that has hidden again after a short-lived appearance.

At this moment, in order to make this scene more seamless, the direct disciples of Changsheng Sect have also appeared in the inner eight warehouses, entered the game in person, pretended to search for the Holy Spirit Gu, and quietly observed the many cultivators pouring in.

In this increasingly chaotic situation, no one can be immune to it. More and more information traces are also gathered in the final core through the monitoring system arranged by Chu Mu himself, and reflected in Chu Mu's eyes.

"It's really hidden..."

Chu Mu was obviously a little surprised.

This monitoring system was carefully developed by him in the later period, and it was built with the support of the ancestor Xuancheng and the open supply of various rare spiritual materials.

Not to mention, he is very clear about the mystery of how to conceal his identity.

But even so, until now, he has not noticed any abnormality.

Up to now, there are as many as 3,800 cultivators entering this relic, and the number of third-level cultivators has increased to 16.

Every cultivator was under his surveillance.

But there was not one person who matched Wang Yu.

There was not one person who matched those Wang family cultivators who followed Wang Yu and hid in the southwest.

This was obviously abnormal.

Xianling Mountain was so noisy, and it was not long after the Gu Dao Conference, which was a grand event, and it was at the time when the southwest was in turmoil...

Moreover, according to the relevant information provided by the garrison, the thousands of cultivators who entered the ruins almost included all the major forces in the southwest, and even many "evil cultivators" who were wanted by the Changsheng Sect and were hiding in the dark.

Almost all parties gathered together, without any omissions.

If these thousands of cultivators were caught in one fell swoop, the chaotic situation in the southwest cultivation world would probably be calmed down in an instant!

But... Wang Yu was missing among them?

When Chu Mu was thinking, a spiritual light suddenly flashed in the hall, and then two figures slowly condensed and appeared.

"Disciple greets the two lords."

Seeing the newcomers appear, Chu Mu hurriedly bowed.

"What's the situation?"

Ancestor Xuancheng looked around the light screen and asked.

"Your Excellency, I haven't noticed the existence of Wang Yu yet..."

"I don't know if this person is hiding in there or hasn't come here yet."

Ancestor Xuancheng nodded, without any expression fluctuations, as if he had expected something.

He looked at the man in white beside him: "Please trouble you, senior brother."

Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly, and he carefully glanced at the stern-looking ancestor in white robes. Although he had never met him, he was naturally familiar with all the Yuanying Taishang of Changsheng Sect.

If he remembered correctly, this white-robed ancestor should be the leader of the Tianji lineage.

His name... Wang Xuanming.

It is rumored that among the nine leaders of Changsheng, the strength of this Tianji lineage leader is also among the best.

"This Xuanming Tower of this seat can seal, break delusion, accommodate all things, and can also be turned into a cage."

Patriarch Xuanming raised his hand and when the white pagoda reappeared, he glanced at Chu Mu beside him. After saying something leisurely, he asked, "I heard that Master Nephew Chu's natal magic weapon is also a pagoda?"

"Reporting to your Majesty, this disciple's natal magic weapon is still in its infancy and has not yet been completely refined..."

With a thought in Chu Mu's mind, the Nine Dragons Suppressing Prison Tower that had been stored in Dantian for many years appeared. Red flames were swirling, the ancient tower was suspended, and the nine fire dragons were still just shadows and had not been filled and solidified.

Ancestor Xuanming looked at it a little and was slightly surprised: "Is this...the Nine Dragons Divine Fire?"

"This Nine Dragons Divine Fire was obtained by chance by this disciple..."

Ancestor Xuanming praised: "You are so courageous to protect the tower with nine dragons. If this treasure is completed, the Jiaolong clan will probably regard you as their mortal enemy, my nephew, and they will fight to the death!"

Chu Mu forced a smile. He didn't care if the Jiaolong clan continued to die, but as the saying goes, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, when he conceived this treasure, he really didn't know how high the sky was.

Flood dragons are already rare, and due to their bloodline, reproduction is extremely difficult.

Every dragon is a treasure of the dragon clan. In addition, most of the dragon clan today live in the sea, and there are even fewer fire dragons.

He has been making elixirs for many years, and has almost never stopped searching from south to north for the true inheritance of longevity. Even with the help of the huge foundation of the longevity sect, so far, he has only collected five fire attribute dragon souls of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire.

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire is still far away.

But now, his cultivation level has even reached the late stage of Golden Core.

If it hadn't been for the severe trauma and wasted years, I might not have been able to get a glimpse of the perfection of the golden elixir.

With such a level of cultivation, how could the natal magic weapon be just a crude embryo if it were an ordinary person...

As if he had guessed what Chu Mu was thinking, Patriarch Xuanming smiled and said, "The road to cultivation is long and difficult. My nephew, you are very talented, so don't rush into it."

"Disciple understands."

Chu Mu responded.

Ancestor Xuanming nodded slightly, raised his finger, and a little spiritual light emerged from his fingertips. When it landed on the white tower, in an instant, a brighter white fluorescence burst out.

The fluorescence was like ripples in the water, spreading rapidly towards the entire ruins in circles one after another.

At this moment, above the images of the light curtains, as the circles of white light passed by, all the monks who were brushed by the white light, as long as they were disguised, all shed their disguises like ice and snow melting, revealing their true colors. Allow.

When the white light passed through Inner Baku and reached a palace in the southwest of the ruins, it passed over the bodies of three inconspicuous Qi-training monks, and the scene of melting ice and snow appeared again.

The ruins monitoring system also responded instantly. The three figures, without exception, were all immediately marked as belonging to third-level monks...

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