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The edict of Master Jiulian obviously regards Master Ge Cang as one of the most powerful Master Jiedan in the world of immortal cultivation in Liang Kingdom.

Even though he is still weaker in terms of cultivation level.

If the real Blood God and Fang Tiansheng were called, it was to investigate the extermination of Ci'en Temple.

Recruiting the other three unrelated people was most likely to deal with the battle at the level of pill formation.

"Master, where is the Holy Lotus Sect's own Dan-Jie Zhenren... If we really want to fight, is it possible that the Nine Lotus Masters are going to use outsiders and not even a single monk from the sect will show up?"

Bai Zichen secretly praised in his heart that Senior Brother Qi really thought of him every time and helped him ask questions in advance.

"I'm not boasting, but none of the so-called saints and saints of the past few generations of the Holy Lotus Sect can survive thirty moves in my hands... The latest generation of saints, Qu Yang, is pretty good, with the fire element's spiritual root qualifications, but The last time I returned to Liansheng Secret Realm, I had just formed the elixir, and my cultivation level was still too low."

Master Ge Cang spoke softly, but the content of his words was full of domineering, treating the saints and saints of the Holy Lotus Sect as idiots.

"Most of the elders of the Holy Lotus Sect who have perfected their core formation have been recruited with the help of resources. The probability of transforming into a baby is very slim... If not for this, Jiulian Zhenjun would not have spent a lot of money to persuade me to switch to the Holy Lotus Sect."

'It turns out that the seemingly glorious Holy Lotus Sect still has such hidden dangers...'

Bai Zichen's thoughts were circulating in his mind. A large Nascent Soul sect like the Holy Lotus Sect would definitely return to the darkest period once the Nascent Soul True Lord was no longer in charge.

But it may not be bad news for Qingfengmen.

Jiulian Zhenjun still has a lifespan of more than a hundred years at least. If everything goes well, the strength of Qingfeng Sect will be enough to grow to a level that no one can imagine.

"If it really develops into a situation where we have fought a martial arts battle, the alchemy monks invited by the Boluohan must also be strong in the Northern Yuan Dynasty... This is a good opportunity for you to broaden your horizons and increase your knowledge. Come and travel more If you walk around, you may be able to find inspiration for enlightenment. If you practice behind closed doors all year round, you may easily get stuck in a mystery without realizing it."

Master Ge Cang's words were obviously meant for Bai Zichen. If the Achievement Pill Theory himself didn't mention it, there wouldn't be any clues just from the appearance.

Obviously, he was worried that Bai Zichen, who had finally obtained the Nascent Soul Seed from Qingfeng Sect and had enough talent and qualifications to become the Holy Son in the Holy Lotus Sect, was suffocating himself because of his study of alchemy theory.

"Thank you, Master Ge, for the tip."

Bai Zichen murmured in his heart, if this had happened two years later, you would have seen a perfect foundation-building monk who worked behind closed doors, and he was the kind of person whose theory of generating elixirs aims to achieve perfect elixir formation.

However, he was still quite interested in being able to watch the top-level pill-forming real people's fighting skills up close.

In particular, they come from various schools and sects, including monks from outside the Liang Kingdom.

Even if you can't learn a lot about the experts, if you know more about them, you won't be ignorant when you travel to various countries in the future.

Among them, Wan Qi, the Supreme Elder of the Hiding Sun Sword Sect, was the most interested in him.

Wan Qi has been known as the best swordsman in the immortal world of Liang for hundreds of years, and no one has been able to shake his position.

Except for the fact that among the Liang Kingdom monks, the only one who specializes in flying swords is the Sun-Sun Jianmen family, and there is not much competition, he himself must still have real abilities in the swordsmanship.

As a sword cultivator, Bai Zichen was very interested in the swordsmanship of the Supreme Elder of the Hidden Sun Sword Sect.

‘I don’t know if he has mastered the sword energy and thunder sound, or has reached the stage of refining swords and turning them into silk... If he appears, he must observe carefully and learn by analogy. ’

Bai Zichen speculated that the swordsmanship of this supreme elder was between the second level of perfection and the third level.

There is no need to even think about the differentiation of the sword light further up.

Even sword masters like Xinghe Sword Master are only in the fourth realm of swordsmanship.

If Wanqi could reach the realm of sword light differentiation, his reputation would be more than limited to this.

The fourth realm of swordsmanship, the realm where one sword can produce all kinds of magic, is enough for a sword cultivator who has completed the formation of pills to have the ability to fight beyond the next level.

Of course it is impossible to defeat the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, but at least he can sustain hundreds of moves in the hands of the weakest Nascent Soul.

To understand the realm of swordsmanship, Bai Zichen has the true understanding of swordsmanship passed down by Xinghe Sword Lord, which is the essence of Taibai Sword Sect's understanding of swordsmanship.

To learn swordsmanship moves, he has Wu Zhen Sword Technique, which is a collection of swordsmanship achievements that have been born in Naihe Sect for tens of thousands of years.

It can be said that except for the fact that he does not have the guidance of a famous teacher, Bai Zichen's inheritance in swordsmanship is no worse than that of the core disciples of any swordsmanship sect, only more high-end.

The lack of guidance, his relationship with the Mysterious Holy Body, and his good aptitude in swordsmanship did not become a big problem.

At most, some detours are taken when practicing swordsmanship, which is just a waste of time.

Eventually we will return to the right path.

After saying this to the two of them, Master Ge Cang closed his eyes to calm down and adjust his state.

If it were a real fight, the opponent would definitely be sending the best among the cultivators with perfect elixir formation. It would not be easy for him to win as he was lagging behind.

You must know that the territory of Beiyuan is more than ten times that of Liang Kingdom, and there are endless monster-level monks with amazing talents.

However, unlike the Liang Kingdom, Beiyuan was dominated by the Holy Lotus Sect.

There are three Guangyuanying-level forces in Beiyuan.

Even in the Faxiang Sect, the alms-raising arhat is only one of the supreme elders, and he is far from being able to follow the instructions of Jiulian Zhenjun, and the entire Liang Kingdom's immortal cultivators have to obey his orders.

Bai Zichen and Qi Yue tiptoed back so as not to affect the state of Master Ge Cang.

On the sixth day, the flying boat shook violently and finally left the layer of strong winds.

He circled in the air, found his destination, and plunged down.

…

Buried in Immortal Valley.

As soon as you walk into the valley, you can see coffins densely packed covering half of the valley.

In the center of the valley, on a 100-foot altar, there were monks sitting opposite each other.

There are a dozen monks around the altar, all of them are Master Jiedan.

Among them, three monks in yellow robes and red robes were particularly eye-catching. They fell to the ground and knitted their fingers with their hands.

Their expressions seemed to be smiling but not smiling, full of Zen spirit, and there was a thick Buddha's light flowing endlessly on the three of them.

As time goes by, the Buddha's light becomes thicker and heavier, and the power it exudes has faintly exceeded the realm of perfect pill formation.

"Hmph, bluff!"

The real Blood God looked gloomy, and anyone who was targeted by an Arhat monk would not feel comfortable.

He has mastered the mysteries of the Dharma of the Blood Sea of ​​Hundred Evils, and the sea of ​​blood never dries up and is immortal.

Even if he is surrounded by several monks who have perfected the elixir formation, he is not afraid at all, and he is able to escape even if he is defeated.

But against a person at the level of Nascent Soul Lord, this so-called immortality becomes a joke.

With a casual blow from the Nascent Soul Lord, the true energy he carries may be several times that of a monk who has perfected the elixir formation. The key is that the true meaning of the great road contained in it is as deep as the ocean.

It is enough to be transmitted to every blood sea clone through a drop of blood, making it impossible to even be reborn from the blood sea.

If True Lord Jiulian gave up on him, True Lord Blood God really didn't think he could escape back to Dali under Jubo Arhat and seek the protection of his senior brother.

"It's not you who caused the trouble!"

Next to him, a middle-aged man in disheveled clothes and a tall hat tilted had a sad expression on his face. He was holding a wine flask and drinking continuously. There were large wine stains on his chest.

"Peng Zefeng, I have told you many times... I was in the middle of a martial arts battle with fellow Taoist Fang that day. It is impossible for me to go to the Immortal Burial Valley and wipe out the whole family of Ci'en Temple."

The real Blood God turned around suddenly and glared angrily.

"Someone is putting the blame on me. Don't let me find him. I will fight him to the death!"

"There are not many demonic cultivators with such strength in the Liang Kingdom, or even in the surrounding countries... As I said, the person who took action must have been extremely close to the realm of Nascent Soul, so that no trace of the action could be left."

Peng Zefeng took another big gulp of spirit wine, staggered on his feet, and said with a mouth full of alcohol.

"Who doesn't know that you, the Blood God, come from a great sect, but you didn't take any action yourself... What about your senior brothers and sisters?"

The Blood God was silent. On the surface, that was indeed the case. He was the biggest suspect.

Although exterminating Ci'en Temple would not do any good to the Blood Demon Sect, the image of the demonic monks being cruel and vengeful has been imprinted in the minds of all the monks.

For the purpose of irritating or shocking others, the Blood God made it okay for him to exterminate Ci'en Temple.

"Okay, now is not the time to argue about this. Let's wait for the outcome of the discussion between Zhenjun and Juboluohan... No matter what, we must give an explanation to the Faxiang Sect."

Fang Tiansheng glanced at the altar in the distance, his silver hair fluttering in the wind.

"Using fighting skills to judge right and wrong is actually a good choice. No matter whether he wins or loses, he will stand up for the Buddhist monks who defected to him, and he will face a Nascent Soul Lord of the same level... To achieve this, no matter what enough."

When several people were talking, they all used restraints.

With the layers stacked up, it was impossible for Nascent Soul Lord Nascent Soul to eavesdrop on the conversation without alerting them.

"Jiu Lian Zhenjun also invited Ge Cang. Who is this person and why is he included among us?"

In the corner of the four people stood a monk holding a sword. He had drooped eyebrows and was wearing a gray robe. He was quite low-key.

Others would never have imagined that this gray-robed monk could be Wan Qi, the Supreme Elder of the Sun-Shining Sword Sect, who had occupied the position of the number one swordsman in the Liang Kingdom for almost a hundred years.

"I have dealt with Ge Cang several times. His strength is unfathomable and cannot be regarded by ordinary monks... Since he can be invited by True Lord Jiulian, how can he be so different from us?"

Fang Tiansheng said.

'Ge Cang almost tied with me when he was in the middle stage of pill formation. Now that he is in the late stage of pill formation, he is definitely stronger... There is no need to remind these mediocre people who sit in a well and watch the sky. ’

Peng Zefeng sneered in his heart. As a guest of the Holy Lotus Sect, he had known Master Ge Cang for many years and even had a fight.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and poured the wine bottle back. It was like a running mountain spring that never stops, and he drank several jars of spiritual wine.

"Arhat Raising a Bowl, the old Taoist has made it very clear to you that the person was not killed by the Son of Blood God... He had an alibi at the time and had no physical skills. None of his demon cultivators had such ability."

Jiulian Zhenjun looks like a young and handsome monk, but his voice shows that he has gone through many vicissitudes and has been tempered by the years.

"Nine Lotus Almsgiver, there is no need to say more... Inner knowledge is not non-existent, and all efforts are in vain. Master Ruyi's nephew wanted to join the sect, but the entire temple suffered a disaster on the way, and his soul was no longer alive. This is a disaster."

The bowl-raising Arhat is an old monk with kind-faced features and kind eyes. He has a string of Bodhi Buddha beads on his chest and a golden alms bowl in his hand.

"The poor monk replied and agreed to Master Ruyi's nephew's request to move to the sect. He bears the consequences and wants to end it himself."