Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Chapter 680: Purple Turban Secret, Black Mountain Immortal Prison

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"Whoosh~"

In the distant sky, a cyan light spot suddenly appeared. In just a few breaths, it approached the Ten Thousand Immortals Mountain, making the patrolling monks feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Senior from Ancient City"

After seeing the person clearly, the patrolling monk breathed a sigh of relief and cast a look of awe.

Liu Yu completed several missions in the past twenty-five years very well. He also got to know many golden elixirs from the Buyi League, and his reputation gradually spread among the Buyi League.

Even Qi Refining and Foundation Building monks are already familiar with him and know that he is one of the most powerful Jindan seniors in the alliance.

"Fellow Taoist in the Ancient City"

"Senior from Ancient City"

Landing on the mountainside, both low-level monks and Master Jindan greeted him one after another.

"Fellow Taoists, Elder Qingshui has summoned us. Gu is going to take the first step."

"Let's talk about old times another day."

Liu Yu smiled and smiled at several Jindan monks, and also nodded with a smile to some low-level monks.

With that said, he walked towards the Immortal Palace on the top of the mountain.

Since we intend to rely on the Buyi League for long-term development, our actions must be in line with it, and we must make certain changes in our style of conduct.

Compared with practicing alone, there is certainly less freedom.

But you don't have to worry about the suppression of the sect family, and you can still get various conveniences from the Buyi League, such as channels and knowledge, so it can be considered a reward.

Everything is a matter of weighing the pros and cons.

"tread"

After walking quickly, within about half a quarter of an hour, Liu Yu saw the solemn and solemn "Qunxian Hall".

In the spiritual sense, the aura in the temple was surging.

These breaths may be familiar or unfamiliar, most of them belong to the golden elixir level, and a few are unfathomable. They are obviously the Nascent Soul Lord.

There is more than one person, Nascent Soul True Lord!

"More than one Nascent Soul Lord is waiting here early, which shows that he attaches great importance to this matter."

After this thought crossed his mind, Liu Yu paused, took a deep breath to calm down, and then stepped over the threshold.

Entering the hall, his eyes quickly scanned.

Soon he saw the figures of Guo Poyun and other familiar monks.

Without exception, they are all core members, and their cultivation strength is the best among their peers.

In addition, headed by True Lord Qingshui, there were also several True Lords of Nascent Soul standing in the hall.

"Dingjing?!"

Liu Yu's pupils narrowed slightly and he saw a somewhat familiar figure in the hall.

Everyone looked serious, and the sound of needles dropping could be heard in the hall. He walked to a corner in silence, but his mood was a bit complicated.

Over the past twenty years, Liu Yu has also dealt with Mingjing several times.

The two of them are relatively familiar with each other. The last time they met was seven years ago, when they were still at the peak of their golden elixir.

"There are rumors in the alliance that Mingjing has been at the peak of Jindan for decades."

"With ordinary qualifications and insufficient opportunities, the chances of successfully conceiving a baby are low."

"I didn't expect that after seven years, this person would actually be promoted to the Nascent Soul realm and join the ranks of elders."

Thinking this way, he admitted that he was a little envious.

After all, for all Jindan cultivators, the Nascent Soul bottleneck is a chasm that few can cross.

I don’t know how many talented people have fallen into disgrace here!

In the Immortal Cultivation World in the Central Region, the God-Transforming God Lord is located in the clouds, the dragon has its head but not its tail, and the Yuanying monks stand on the upper level of the Immortal Cultivation World.

As for the Golden Core cultivators, they can only be considered middle-level at best. To put it nicely, they are the "mainstay".

But in the eyes of many Yuanying old monsters, it is not worth mentioning at all.

After all, the high realm has always been a complete crushing of the low realm, and the gap between the two cannot be calculated.

Now, there is a living example in front of us. How can we not be envious of successfully breaking through bottlenecks and crossing classes?

Even with the Immortal Mansion as a support and one of the three treasures of infant formation, "Ningying Dan", Liu Yu did not dare to say that he would be able to break through.

Just like among countless ordinary things, there are always one or two miracles, and the ending is not necessarily unchangeable.

Regarding whether he could condense the Nascent Soul, he could only try his best to increase the chance of success and make everything develop in a good direction.

"However, it is indeed a bit surprising that this person can condense the Nascent Soul."

"It is said that Ming Jing is not the most outstanding person among the disciples of Qingshui Zhenjun, in terms of qualifications and opportunities."

"But he was the first to condense Nascent Soul, which suddenly surprised many people who were not optimistic about it."

Feeling the familiar aura in the palace, Liu Yu thought secretly.

He politely said "good luck", but he originally didn't think Ming Jing could successfully conceive a baby, after all, the difficulty of conceiving a baby was there.

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The hall was silent, and no monks made a sound to communicate.

Not long after Liu Yu stood still, Guo Poyun and other monks with whom he had some friendship came over silently.

Their eyes met, and then they all shook their heads.

As the introducer of joining the alliance, Guo Poyun has always had close communication with him and has always maintained a good relationship. He can be regarded as a good friend.

As for the other monks, they met during the mission.

After seeing Liu Yu's resolute style and outstanding strength, they became enthusiastic and took the initiative to say hello and get to know him.

Over the years, I have often visited him to exchange training and fighting skills, and I have become familiar with him over time.

Seeing that several of the monks he knew had no news about this mission, Liu Yu gently nodded and looked away, waiting quietly without saying a word.

"Rumble"

As time passed, one monk after another entered the temple. When the sixteenth Jindan walked in, the door of the temple slowly closed.

"The core members of the Commoner Alliance are far more than sixteen, at least more than a hundred."

"The monks present are at least in the late Jindan stage."

"It seems that this mission is risky and difficult."

Realizing this situation, Liu Yu's heart sank slightly.

At this moment, Qingshui Zhenjun's kind and powerful voice rang out slowly in the hall, clearly reaching the ears of every monk.

"All of the comrades who are here to discuss matters today are the core members of this alliance."

"I believe that all of you comrades are absolutely worthy of trust and will not disappoint the expectations of this alliance!"

"It's just because we all have lofty ideals - to overthrow Qian Ting and restore the world!"

Looking around the entire hall, Qingshui Zhenjun's tone was as gentle as ever, like a kind elder, which made people feel kind involuntarily.

He is not at all aloof like other Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and he never treats lower-level monks like ants. He has a good reputation in the Buyi League and even among the Jiangzhou casual cultivators.

"Overthrow Qian Ting and reorganize the world!"

"We would like to respect Elder Qingshui's order and ask the elder to issue the mission!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a monk whose cultivation was at least in the late stage of Jindan began to respond one after another.

Even Guo Poyun, who had always been steady, was the same, with a bit of fanaticism in his eyes.

Around Liu Yu, several familiar monks reacted in the same way.

The rising and falling voices gradually converged together, as if they were as unshakable as steel.

There is no gorgeous decoration, no hypocritical politeness, but this situation is very easy to associate with one word - united as one!

"No trace of the spell was found."

Liu Yu was shocked and slightly moved.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced over the face of a famous monk and found that these monks all had a little fanaticism, and their eyes shone with a different luster.

"ideal?!"

"belief?!"

From a pair of bright eyes, Liu Yu saw these things and saw the recognition from the heart.

"This is a deceitful, chaotic and dark world of immortality."

"Are there really monks who would come together because of pure ideals?!"

He thought silently in his mind.

More than two hundred years of practice experience have made Liu Yu accustomed to looking at the entire world from the perspective of interests.

But now there are monks taking risks for the so-called "ideal", which is incomprehensible to him.

But the facts were in front of him, and no traces of magical powers were found. Liu Yu could only choose to believe it for the time being.

After all, the core members present are not unknown people, and their cultivation levels are at least in the late Jindan stage.

Among countless casual cultivators, this is one of a kind existence.

Having been able to cultivate to this point, it is difficult for the mind to be affected.

"This situation cannot be analyzed simply by "interests."

"Perhaps it really is the so-called "ideal"?"

With all kinds of thoughts flashing around, Liu Yu's heart returned to calmness and returned to the calm state of the ancient well.

But his movements were not slow at all, and he also joined the shouting team with a "fanatic" look on his face.

"good."

Looking around the hall, scanning the faces of the core members, and listening to the sound of united efforts in his ears, Lord Qingshui showed relief.

From the voices of core members, he knew that hundreds of years of hard work had not been in vain.

The courage of many monks has been awakened and they dare to challenge Qanting Holy Land. They are trustworthy "comrades".

From a pair of eyes, he saw determination, enthusiasm, and fearlessness of death.

"Okay, okay, okay!!"

Let the core members shout, Lord Qingshui gently stroked his beard and said three good words, which showed his satisfaction.

His face was slightly red and he was a little excited.

Seeing this scene, Ming Jing, the newly promoted True Lord behind him, had a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

It wasn't until after a few breaths that the atmosphere in the palace was completely aroused that Lord Qingshui raised his hand and pressed down.

There were some enthusiastic shouts, and then they gradually became low.

"I have already felt the thoughts of all my comrades."

When he said this, Qingshui Zhenjun's face turned slightly red, and he paused for a moment.

Taking a deep breath to calm down his ups and downs, his face gradually became serious and he began to talk about the purpose of convening the core members:

"I believe you all know that in order to avoid direct attacks from the Holy Land of Qianting and gain a firm foothold in Jiangzhou, our alliance has always been known as a conservative cultivator organization."

"But the so-called "conservative" is nothing more than a temporary compromise and a temporary policy."

"If we want to reorganize the world and bring justice to all fellow cultivators, compromise will never be possible!"

"If we want to achieve our common goal, we must put aside unrealistic illusions, hold the magic weapon in our hands, and stand on the opposite side of Qanting Holy Land!"

"Only by overthrowing the Qian Court, wiping out the Holy Land, and breaking the sect family's monopoly can we achieve fairness."

"Therefore, under the cloak of conservatism, this alliance has always been a radical cultivator organization and a secret branch of the "Purple Turban Army"."

Lord Qingshui's tone trembled slightly, and he was obviously a little excited.

But in his few words, he revealed a shocking secret!

When the sixteen core members heard this, only a few showed surprise.

Most of the monks thoughtfully accepted the information that the Commoner League was a branch of the "Purple Turban Army".

Maybe he already knew it, or maybe he had already guessed it.

After all, the tokens of the core members of the Commoner League do have a certain degree of similarity with the flags and slogans of the Purple Turban Army, and it is difficult not to make associations with them.

Moreover, as a radical cultivator organization, they have to face the suppression of Qanting Holy Land at all times, so they often cooperate with each other.

The "Purple Turban Army", as the most powerful and famous radical organization, has connections with many similar organizations.

The difference is just more or less, this is no longer a secret.

So it is not surprising that the Buyi League has an unclear relationship with it.

"Sure enough, there is a connection with the Purple Turban Army."

"I just didn't expect that the connection would be so close."

Below, Liu Yu looked calm, and this thought flashed through his mind.

When he got the token for the first time, he had a suspicion about this, and it was confirmed now.

Faced with the encirclement and suppression of Qanting Holy Land, the Purple Turban Army suffered heavy casualties in most cases.

So where did the members of the Purple Turban Army come from?

Send some backbones to establish branches similar to halls and branches. In the name of conservative cultivating organizations, they will not be attacked by Qanting Holy Land.

In this way, new blood can be continuously absorbed, suitable candidates can be selected from countless casual cultivators, and the main body can be replenished with strength.

"Because of this, the Purple Turban Army has been able to defeat and fight again and again, burning like wildfire."

Thinking about this, Liu Yu's doubts about the Purple Turban Army were finally solved.

After pausing for a few breaths again, and waiting for the core members to digest the information, Qingshui Zhenjun continued to speak:

"A few months ago, the Huaizhou Movement failed, and the Purple Turban Army suffered heavy casualties."

"Only five of the Yuanying comrades escaped, and the remaining three fell behind. In the end, Yuanying self-destructed and sadly died."

"Except for those who were directly killed, some of Jin Dan's comrades also escaped safely, but twenty-one others were unfortunately controlled."

"The magic weapon was taken away, the golden elixir was sealed, and the power of resistance was lost."

"According to reliable information, these twenty-one Jindan comrades are currently imprisoned in the "Black Mountain Immortal Prison" and will be publicly executed in a year!"

After a pause, he continued to speak. His originally kind and elder-like tone changed and suddenly became impassioned:

"This public execution, if succeeded by Gan Ting, will definitely have an extremely negative impact."

"It will make potential comrades uneasy and even shake their faith, which is not conducive to future uprisings!"

"Besides, this alliance is a branch of the Purple Turban Army. They all have the same "ideal" and fight to achieve the same goal."

"For both emotion and reason, one should not ignore death!"

"Therefore, after deliberation by the Council of Elders, it was decided that the rescue of the twenty-one comrades must be carried out before the day of execution."

At the end of the sentence, Qingshui Zhenjun's tone was decisive.

The decisive tone, the sometimes relaxed gestures, and the clear purpose all showed the determination of the Presbyterian Church.

As soon as he finished speaking, His Highness the monks nodded one after another.

As both radicals, the Purple Turban Army is the most famous and has been challenging Qanting Holy Land head-on. Many core members secretly admire them.

Hearing about the misfortune at this time, it is inevitable that some rabbits are dead and foxes are sad, and they feel sorry for the "comrades" who were restrained.

This emotion is difficult for outsiders to understand.

In addition, after Qingshui Zhenjun's confession, this layer of origin as a branch, and the execution place is next door Huaizhou, it is really unreasonable not to launch rescue.

This is how you should do both emotionally and rationally.

Among the crowd, Liu Yu also looked deeply convinced, as if he had been convinced.

But in his heart, he didn't think so.

He sneered at risking his life to rescue someone without any real benefits, just for an illusory "ideal".

These things are too empty and too idealistic for Liu Yu.

Perhaps, because he had been a sect monk since he was a child, it was difficult for him to identify with the Commoner League.

The reason why I showed deep recognition was because I didn't want to be too conspicuous.

After all, when the monks in the temple are united, if they show disapproval, they will definitely be suppressed.

Outliers will be ostracized wherever they go, even if they have done nothing, so they must pretend.

Especially when Qingshui Zhenjun has revealed the secret, he cannot show his disapproval.

Otherwise, Liu Yu has reason to believe that Qingshui Zhenjun, who seems to be kind at this moment, will take action in the next moment.

"The formation of Black Mountain Immortal Prison has been found to be broken."

"The Nascent Soul Lord who is guarding the Immortal Prison will also be restrained by me and others."

"Right now, we still need an elite team to venture into the Black Mountain Immortal Prison and rescue the twenty-one comrades who are being controlled."

Looking back and forth, Lord Qingshui regained his composure and stated the purpose of gathering everyone this time.

Behind him, Ming Jing and two other Nascent Soul Lords also looked at the crowd and carefully observed their reactions.

However, the result naturally satisfied them.

After all, as mentioned before, the monks who can be here at this time are the core members of the Commoner Alliance.

He has gone through many tests and has developed feuds with vested interest groups such as Qian Ting and Holy Land, so there is basically no need to worry about his stance.

It's just that the Black Mountain Immortal Prison is no small matter. It is a prison carefully built by Qian Ting, specially designed to imprison monks who are above the golden elixir.

In more than two thousand years of history, no monk has ever been able to escape.

Once inside, death is almost pronounced.

Therefore, although the ideal is beautiful, and many monks are willing to sacrifice some interests for it, when it comes to their wealth and life, most members remain silent for the first time.

Only a few people stood up immediately without a moment's hesitation.

Qingshui Zhenjun had already expected this situation, and was not disappointed in his heart. He just watched quietly.

After all, living is the instinct of all living things, and this is understandable.

Living is instinctive and understandable.

Standing up is a choice, and it is rare and valuable.

"I'm willing to go!"

"Guo is willing to go to the Black Mountain Immortal Prison!"

"Yunxi is also willing to go!"

After a brief hesitation, most of the monks still stood up and chose to take risks.

Sonorous and powerful voices echoed in the hall.

After a brief hesitation, Liu Yu quickly reacted and also took a step forward and said:

"The ancient city is willing to go!"

If you hesitate at this time, you will undoubtedly look out of place.

It was about life, and although the situation was excusable, to a certain extent, the "faith" was not firm enough.

Perhaps the top officials of the Commoners League would not handle it on the spot.

But the coldness and alienation afterwards are inevitable, and there is a high probability that I will not have the chance to attend the next core member meeting.

Liu Yu was one of the last people to speak. His voice was not very loud, and his tone was not so firm, and he seemed hesitant.

In this way, you not only show your "belief", but also express your true inner thoughts.

There is no shame in being afraid of death.

Under normal circumstances, he should not be the first choice. After all, there are so many comrades "actively participating" in front of him.

After Liu Yu, there was another person who hesitated to speak. In the end, only one person did not come forward.

Looking at His Highness's condition, Lord Qingshui nodded slightly, feeling generally satisfied.

After scanning, no one stood out. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he immediately looked away.

"There are also our "comrades" in the Black Mountain Immortal Prison, and we have already figured out the basic situation."

"So the risk is not as great as imagined."

"Because of trust, you are willing to participate in this operation, and our alliance will naturally live up to it!"

"It is even more unacceptable to let all of our comrades take risks in vain."

"I make the decision. No matter whether the rescue succeeds or fails, there will be a reward that satisfies you."

"Never let down our comrades who fight for our alliance!"

Qingshui Zhenjun continued to speak, talking about the situation of this mission, and made it clear that there was a generous mission reward.

In an extremely disadvantageous situation, the core members are still willing to stand on the opposite side of Qanting Holy Land. This persistence is extremely valuable.

But when the test comes, no one can tell how long this persistence can last.

He understands that passion and ideals alone cannot last long, and there must be matching rewards.

After saying that, Lord Qingshui stopped talking, and the palace fell into silence again.

This person's eyes kept moving, scanning the face of a famous monk, and began to look for suitable candidates for the task.

PS: There is a bit of lag, so I can only owe you the update first, and I will make up for it later, so I won’t be a cheat.