Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

After returning to Qingyang Gate to return the Great Array of Intercepting Flow and submitting the mission, everyone from Tianzhu Peak went north again and returned to the battlefield.

The main battlefield at this time was no longer in its original position. After such a long battle, the battle line had been pushed northward for tens of thousands of miles.

However, the destruction of the environment caused by the battle in the world of immortal cultivation was horrible.

Looking around, there was scorched earth everywhere, and there was no trace of green in sight.

If it was left to recover naturally, it would take an unknown amount of time to return to its original state.

This was only the destructive power caused by those below the Nascent Soul Stage. If the battle in the Nascent Soul Stage was also carried out directly on the ground, it would completely turn into a wasteland.

Lin Yi and his team went north all the way and finally found the command base formed by the seven major sects.

Here, they received a good news and a bad news.

The good news was that on the battlefield of the Nascent Soul Stage, the Wei State killed two Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators and severely injured three Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators at the cost of the death of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

There were only ten Yuanying-level demon cultivators in the Northern Territory. This caused the loss of two Yuanying-level warriors, and the other three also had little combat power, which was equivalent to the loss of half of the Yuanying-level demon cultivators in the Northern Territory.

Such a great victory was also the fundamental reason why the Wei Kingdom cultivators could directly sweep across tens of thousands of miles and recover a large amount of lost territory.

At this rate, this war would probably end soon.

However, there was another piece of bad news. That is, the Yuanying True Lord who died in the Wei Kingdom's cultivation world was the Qingyang True Lord of the Qingyang Sect!

When Lin Yi heard the news, his head was buzzing.

The ancestor of the sect who preached to them decades ago just died like this?

Although he could not see his true face because of his strength, he was probably a kind-looking old man, although his encounter with him was only that one preaching.

But suddenly hearing that he had died still gave people a feeling of compassion for the world.

How to describe this feeling? That is, even a strong Yuanying Zhenjun will fall.

However, Qingyang Sect originally only had one Yuanying Zhenjun.

Now that the ancestor of the sect has fallen, where should Qingyang Sect go? Will it fall out of the ranks of the seven major sects of Wei State?

Whether there is a Yuanying Zhenjun in the sect has a great impact.

Without Yuanying Zhenjun, no matter how many Jindan Zhenren there are, they are not worthy of being on par with the other seven major sects.

"Master uncle's life span is not much, and he chose to self-destruct and annihilate two Yuanying demon cultivators in this battle. It can be said that his death is worthy. In his magnificent life, it has drawn a perfect ending."

When Yin Tianzhu, who came out of the base camp, and the disciples of Tianzhu Peak announced the death of Qingyang Patriarch, they were not as sad as Lin Yi and others.

These words seemed to regard this matter as an honor.

Lin Yi grasped the key to the problem: "Wait, Master, you just said that Qingyang Patriarch is your uncle? Isn't he your master?"

"Why do you, a little brat, care about these things!?"

Yin Tianzhu rolled his eyes at Lin Yi, but did not mean to explain at all.

"Uh." Lin Yi was speechless. He was almost seventy years old, but he was called a little brat!

At his age, he could have been considered an ancestor among mortals.

"But Master, our sect now has no Yuanying Patriarch in charge. Where should we go in the future?"

Sometimes, being young is not necessarily a bad thing. Under the gaze of several senior brothers and sisters, Wang Xiyao still asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.

As the saying goes, a man is innocent but guilty of possessing a treasure. When Qingyang Sect had Yuanying Patriarch in charge, the territory and resources occupied were naturally Yuanying level.

Now that there is no Yuanying Patriarch, it is not easy to defend those occupied in the past.

Yin Tianzhu glared at the disciples fiercely, and then explained: "You don't need to worry about this. If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up."

"Before the uncle dragged the two demon cultivators to their deaths, he had already discussed with the other sect ancestors to protect Qingyang Sect for a hundred years, and would refine a Ningying Pill for our Qingyang Sect together."

"As long as our Qingyang Sect gives birth to another Yuanying Zhenjun within the next hundred years, all problems can naturally be solved."

"What's more." Yin Tianzhu casually arranged a large isolation formation: "Who told you that our Qingyang Sect only has one Yuanying ancestor?"

"Hiss--"

Yin Tianzhu's words immediately made everyone gasp.

But more people showed an expression of "as expected".

Qingyang Sect has been passed down for so long, and there are more than 2,000 Jindan cultivators alone. How could there be only one Yuanying Zhenjun?

Yin Tianzhu said: "It is inconvenient to tell you the number of Yuanying Zhenjun, but you just need to know that my Qingyang Sect will not be destroyed because of the death of a Yuanying Zhenjun."

"You can do what you should do in the future, and you don't have to consider the faces of other sects when you act outside. It will be fine if an elder breaks through to Yuanying within a hundred years. If not, then our sect will naturally have a new Yuanying ancestor in charge."

Everyone nodded, and the stone in their hearts finally fell.

The sect is related to the interests of everyone, so naturally no one wants to see it go wrong.

Lin Yi saw this and asked weakly: "So Master, our master is still here, right?"

"You are the only one who talks too much!"

Yin Tianzhu waved his hand casually, and Lin Yi was directly whipped into the sky by a whip.

Although he was beaten, Lin Yi was overjoyed. His master neither confirmed nor denied it, which must mean that it was true.

Although he had heard Cang Yuzi say it before, Lin Yi didn't dare to believe it at that time. Even if he believed it, he thought that his master was Qingyang Zhenjun.

But the current situation is obviously not the case. His master is someone else!

"I have told you everything I should say and tell you."

"Now that the war has entered the counterattack stage, I won't play with you anymore. Someone will come later to disperse you and incorporate you into other teams. Just listen to orders."

Yin Tianzhu left a word and directly took back the formation and flew back to the base camp.

Lin Yi and others didn't wait long before a Taihua Sect's foundation-building perfect cultivator came over and dispersed everyone and incorporated them into other teams.

Eldest Brother Zhou Jifeng and Eldest Sister Ning Caier were embarrassed. As Jindan Zhenren without magic weapons, they were directly sent back to the sect to refine their own life magic weapons.

The other brothers and sisters were not sent back, and they were quickly assigned to find their own teams.

As for Lin Yi, he did not go to the foundation-building team, but was assigned to lead the Qi-refining cultivators.

Yes, Lin Yi was once again assigned to the Qi-refining battlefield. The people he led were still the original more than 200 cultivators.