Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Qingshui Zhenjun looked solemn and his tone was unprecedentedly serious, just like when he taught his disciples in the past.

He was determined to stay and die, and seemed to want to learn one last lesson.

I just don’t know who is listening to my words.

Perhaps this true king used this method to tell the people on the barren mountain that the establishment of the Purple Turban Army and the Common Clothes Alliance was not just for profit.

There is also the pursuit of fairness and justice.

After all, Liu Yu, Xu Haoran, Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others are already the absolute backbone of their respective organizations, and some of them may be promoted to senior elders in the near future.

If even their beliefs are shaken, the consequences will undoubtedly be disastrous, and the impact on the cause of overthrowing Qanting Holy Land will be incalculable.

Not to mention Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others, even Liu Yu has heard similar words countless times in the twenty or thirty years since she joined the Buyi League.

If it were just words, it would be completely unconvincing.

But in conjunction with Qingshui Zhenjun's actions at this time, there is an indescribable power that makes people involuntarily identify and convince.

In order to implement the "justice" in his heart and to heal the rift caused by Ming Jing's betrayal, he chose to use his life to make up for it!

On the barren mountain, everyone looked moved.

In his heart, the belief that had been shaken by Ming Jing's betrayal became firm again, and became even more certain than before.

The Purple Scarf Army and the Buyi League are fundamentally different from the Holy Land of Qianting and the sect families!

At a critical moment, a Nascent Soul Lord is about to use his life to prove the existence of "justice".

This world is worth it!

"justice?"

"In this world, most monks pursue interests, but few pursue justice itself."

On the barren mountain and flat ground, Liu Yu stood with a gun, feeling a little moved in his heart.

"Pitter patter~"

He allowed the rain to wet his clothes and flow down from the top of his head, bringing wisps of coolness.

The path to immortality is private, and the essence of cultivating immortals is to compete for various resources for cultivating immortals, and to seize the fortune of heaven and earth to make up for one's own shortcomings.

Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for any cultivator to be selfless.

Those who use the banner of "righteousness" say high-sounding words, but in reality they are just covering their dark side.

Perhaps, they do not believe in the existence of "justice", and they may even feel disgust from the bottom of their hearts.

But on his lips, he often speaks words of promise.

Just because of the reputation of justice can often bring a lot of intangible wealth, which makes it easier to reap benefits later.

The reason why they insist on "justice" is not to identify with justice itself, but to enjoy a series of benefits that the reputation of justice can bring.

In essence, they are no different from profit-seekers.

Do the darkest things, get the biggest benefits, and have the most righteous reputation.

Famous for generations to come, recorded in the annals of history!

This is the current situation of many famous sects and ten thousand-year-old families in the world of immortality today.

Holy Land, Qianting, sects, aristocratic families and other forces all do this.

On the contrary, those who embrace justice itself are very few in this world of immortality, and they are often unknown.

Such people often do not have good results.

Doing the kindest things without asking for anything in return is often sent to the execution ground or died in a corner.

Infamy for eternity!

"The cruel and dark world of immortal cultivators, the treacherous and changeable immortal cultivators."

"It is in such a 'changeable' environment that this 'constancy' becomes particularly valuable."

Staring at the back of Lord Qingshui, Liu Yu secretly sighed, admiring his determination to practice justice with his life like a moth flying into the flame.

But I admire him, he is just an ordinary cultivator of immortality, and he has absolutely no ambition to sacrifice himself for others and sacrifice his life for righteousness.

Liu Yu could understand Qingshui Zhenjun's "justice", but he would never choose this path.

As Der Spiegel said just now, we all live in this mortal world.

People's hearts are separated from the belly, and justice is illusory. Only benefits are visible and tangible, and they are the most real.

The benefits are eternal!

However, seeing Lord Qingshui's choice, even though he would not take that path, it also made Liu Yu see his future more clearly.

He knew the way to go next.

"Whizzing"

How fast is Yuanying Zhenjun's escape speed?

The distance of fifty or sixty miles was covered in just one breath by True Lord Hanmei's full speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, while everyone was still immersed in the words of True Lord Qingshui, and fell into deep thinking and examination, this True Lord was close at hand.

"Um?"

Liu Yu's heart moved, and she suddenly received a message from her spiritual consciousness.

This divine message came from Qingshui Zhenjun. At the critical moment of life and death, he finally informed the special method of opening the teleportation array.

True Lord Hanmei is close at hand, True Lord Qingshui and Mingjing are fighting fifty or sixty miles away, Qian Ting Sanyuanying is already a hundred miles away, and can come over in less than a breath or two.

At this moment, every breath is crucial.

Of course, Liu Yu couldn't hesitate for a moment at this critical moment. As soon as he received the message, he quickly started to use the magic formula with both hands.

The speed is so fast that afterimages have been formed in front of him.

"disease"

In just half a breath, Liu Yu spat out a character, and dozens of magic formulas fell into the teleportation array one after another.

At this moment, True Lord Hanmei arrived and landed directly in the formation.

"Buzz~"

As dozens of spells were played, the entire teleportation array buzzed and trembled, and the array patterns became brighter and brighter.

The rainwater on it is drained away, and the lines light up in circles.

The milky white light emitted by the teleportation array seemed to represent the glow of hope. In the eyes of everyone's extremely expectant eyes, it instantly illuminated the night sky and quickly became brighter.

After a breath, the three Yuanying True Lords from Qian Ting entered the battlefield between Qingshui True Lord and Ming Jing.

Seeing through his intention of delaying time, the three of them tried to bypass the battlefield, hoping to interrupt the teleportation and deal with it slowly.

"Whoosh~"

The three escaping lights turned flexibly and approached the barren mountain from different directions at high speeds, leaving no opportunity for Qingshui Zhenjun to intercept them.

However, before they even crossed the battlefield, Lord Qingshui had already responded.

Various complicated expressions flashed through his somewhat turbid eyes, and in the end only determination and relief remained.

A relieved smile appeared on Qingshui Zhenjun's face, and his thoughts moved at the critical moment.

"Boom!!!"

The next moment, there was an earth-shattering roar in the night sky, and all the raindrops for dozens of miles around were cleared.

The Purple Gourd True Treasure exploded on its own, and the huge amount of spiritual power contained within it was instantly transformed into power and released.

Under the control of Qingshui Zhenjun, he rushed towards the mirror not far away.

The dazzling purple brilliance bloomed and shone for hundreds of miles. Even from hundreds of miles away, this huge movement could be faintly seen.

Before they had completely crossed the battlefield, the purple spiritual light shone on the Qian Ting Sanyuan Ying, and then an extremely powerful power swept over them, making them stunned.

However, most of the power of Zihu Zhenbao's self-destruction has been absorbed by Mingjing head-on, and the remaining remaining power cannot stop Qanting Sanyuanying for long.

Lord Qingshui naturally understood this and immediately started taking action.

With a relieved smile on his face, he closed his eyes uncharacteristically, and the spiritual pressure around him that was comparable to the mid-stage Nascent Soul disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, a faint purple aura appeared on its heavenly spirit cover.

Head, facial features, limbs

A Nascent Soul, whose limbs, facial features, and even clothing were almost the same as those of True Monarch Qingshui, instantly emerged from the Tianling Gai.

The Nascent Soul is out of body!

This Yuanying is lavender in color, about one foot in height, and exudes substantial Yuanying-level spiritual pressure. It looks like a shrunken Lord Qingshui.

As soon as he appeared, the lilac Nascent Soul quickly performed a magic formula, and there was a faint spatial fluctuation in the surrounding area.

The next moment, before Qanting Sanyuanying could react, the lavender Yuanying appeared out of thin air between the three of them.

Teleport!

After the immortal cultivator condenses the Nascent Soul, the essence of life has become so much beyond that of mortals. It is almost like two species, mastering all kinds of incredible abilities.

Being encumbered by his physical body, he is still unable to move instantaneously.

But once the Nascent Soul leaves the body, teleportation is as instinctive. As long as a certain amount of Nascent Soul essence is spent, every Nascent Soul can do it.

It is precisely because of mastering this skill that it is difficult for Yuanying monks to kill them completely. Even if they are defeated and their physical bodies are destroyed, they can still escape by teleporting out of their bodies.

After condensing the Nascent Soul, the time the immortal cultivator can survive without his physical body is also greatly enhanced, giving him more time to find a carrier.

Whether it is to seize the body, or to extend life in other ways, it is a huge improvement compared to the golden elixir realm.

When you reach the realm of divine transformation, with your powerful soul, you can exist forever in heaven and earth.

Once you reach that state, the physical body is not so important.

"boom!!!"

Before the three Nascent Soul Lords Qian Ting could react in time, the Nascent Soul Lord Qingshui had already shined brightly.

A wave of power that was extremely terrifying to Nascent Soul cultivators swept away in all directions in an instant.

Nascent Soul explodes!

The terrifying power, like a mountain or a sea, spread wantonly around, and the three Nascent Soul Lords of Qian Ting were the first to bear the brunt.

"not good!"

The monks of the same level self-destructed their Nascent Soul, and the power that burst out at that moment was enough to threaten their lives.

If you don't care about rushing, your life will really be in danger!

In desperation, the Third True Lord Qian Ting could only resort to various means to resist the vast power of Nascent Soul's self-destruction.

"boom!!!"

The dazzling purple brilliance shines in the sky, like a star rising, bringing short-term light to the sky and the earth.

The torrential rain stopped instantly, and even the dark clouds high in the sky were washed away by the terrifying power of Nascent Soul's self-destruction.

The night sky once again turned into dark clouds.

The stars are looming in the sky!

"When I die, they will fulfill their promise and give it to you."

"But I hope you understand that this is not an act of kindness on their part."

"Just because there are many comrades who stand firmly on the opposite side of Qanting Holy Land and shed blood, fight, and fight for the distant future!"

"Someone died in obscurity because of this."

Bathed in purple brilliance, the terrifying power continued to attack. Ming Jing gritted his teeth and urged Zhenbao to resist.

Hearing Qingshui Zhenjun's words, his expression was startled, and he flashed a bit of confusion.

Ming Jing could feel that with every word, his master's aura was disappearing rapidly.

In a daze, he remembered the past and the oaths he swore word for word under the red sword flag.

"Yes, I betrayed the alliance and my comrades."

"Without Master's profound understanding, I finally gave up on my ideals and failed to continue on firmly."

“In the process of finding success, you become unrecognizable!”

I felt the master's rapidly dissipating life breath and listened to those unswerving words.

Ming Jing remained calm on the surface, but deep inside, there was a storm.

At this moment, he really felt a little regretful.

However, there is no turning back, so we can only continue to make mistakes.

"Master, I have no choice."

"If it weren't for the three spiritual root qualifications, if it wasn't for the low spiritual affinity, or if I was born in a certain family of cultivators."

"I can be kind, too."

"I can also choose "justice" firmly."

"I loved it from the bottom of my heart, I was steadfast, and I went to death for it."

"But after all, the disciple is still a monk with ordinary spiritual roots and qualifications, living in the mortal world!"

Ming Jing's heart trembled.

Of course, he didn't say these words out loud, he just sighed secretly in his heart.

We are all on our way,

Forgot the way out,

Pursuing occasional satisfaction amid disappointment

Looking at the red ring on his finger, Ming Jing's eyes flashed and he sighed softly.

In the end, I still put it into the storage ring.

“What has happened before will happen again.”

"What has been done will be done again!"

As the last sentence sounded, Qingshui Zhenjun's voice gradually became lower and was gradually covered by the roar.

The breath of life also completely dissipated at this moment.

…

"Elder Qingshui!"

On the teleportation array, Guo Poyun's eyes were red, his fists were clenched and he was extremely excited.

In his impression, Lord Qingshui has always been a kind elder who has given him a lot of guidance and help during his hundreds of years of cultivation.

For example, the doubts in daily practice, such as the secret breath gathering technique and trump card given to him before leaving for the Six Continents of Annan.

Not only Guo Poyun, Qingshui Zhenjun has mentored many potential junior cultivators in his life.

In the hearts of many casual cultivators, this elder is a bright light in the long dark night, guiding the way forward.

At this moment, seeing the fall of Lord Qingshui with their own eyes, the members of the Buyi Alliance were all emotional.

What's more, they want to break out of the formation, fight to the death with True Monarch Qian Ting Yuanying, and perish together with Ming Jing.

"stop!"

At the critical moment, Liu Yu scolded and reached out to hold down Guo Poyun and others who were trying to break out of the teleportation array.

In front of his powerful physical strength, several people could not move at all.

"Don't let Elder Qingshui's sacrifice be in vain."

"Although the elder's body is dead, his spirit is immortal."

"We want to continue Elder Qingshui's spirit and inspire more comrades to awaken, so that his sacrifice will not be in vain!"

After a change of thought, Liu Yu said this.

At this moment, he was also a little shaken in his heart, and he had not yet recovered.

“What has happened before will happen again.”

"Don't be impulsive at this time. We must live well and continue to fight against Qanting Holy Land."

Looking at the center where the purple spiritual light bloomed, Lord Hanmei murmured, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke sharply.

Under the comfort and suppression of the two people, Guo Poyun and others finally calmed down. They just stared blankly at the center of the self-destruction, and the turmoil in their hearts continued.

They would never have thought before that this operation would lead to the death of even Elder Yuanying, and it was also the highly respected Elder Qingshui.

Everything happened too fast.

"Buzz buzz~"

The barren mountains and plains trembled, and the milky white spiritual light emitted by the teleportation array became brighter and brighter, gradually covering up the figures of Liu Yu and others.

When the power of Qingshui Zhenjun's self-destruction began to weaken, and Qianting Sanyuanying hurriedly looked towards the barren mountain, the aura of the teleportation array had reached its strongest level.

In a burst of dazzling light, more than twenty figures inside had already disappeared.

The breath is also quickly fading.

"Damn it!"

Several angry voices sounded in the night sky.

…

"Buzz buzz~"

Thousands of miles away, in an unknown mortal hill in Huaizhou, a teleportation array suddenly trembled and gradually lit up with a milky white spiritual light.

When the spiritual light reached its brightest level and quickly began to dim, more than twenty figures with different auras appeared in the formation instantly.

Extremely short-distance teleportation, even without the protection of the "teleportation talisman", is just a piece of cake for Liu Yu's current body.

In less than half a breath, he woke up faster than Hanmei Zhenjun, who was in the Nascent Soul realm.

After all, the latter has no physical accomplishments, and is quite old, so his energy and blood have begun to decline.

"call out"

At the first moment, Liu Yu punched out a punch and shot it towards the corner of the teleportation array.

"boom"

Under the bombardment of the fist, one corner of the teleportation array was easily destroyed, and wisps of green smoke emerged.

"Huh~"

After exhaling a heavy breath, Liu Yu didn't really relax until then.

The distance of thousands of miles is enough to escape the encirclement set by Qian Ting without worrying about being pursued.

The teleportation array is damaged, and the teleportation array at the other end cannot teleport over.

"Hiss~"

At this time, Guo Poyun, Xu Haoran and other monks also came to their senses one after another.

After taking a look at the damaged corner of the teleportation array, they stepped off the teleportation array one after another.

Standing blankly in the cave, thinking about what happened a moment ago, everyone was silent, and the turmoil in their hearts was far from calming down.

The rebellion of a Nascent Soul elder had a huge impact.

Ming Jing knows too many secrets. If Qian Ting takes action, the entire Buyi League may suffer a devastating blow.

Liu Yu destroyed the teleportation array, and as soon as Master Hanmei recovered, he immediately took out the jade communication token.

It seemed that he was informing other elders about the results of the rescue and what had just happened.

"Ding Jing's rebellion, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Wanxian Mountain any longer."

"Mingjing knows many secrets of this alliance. I believe Qanting's thunderous strike will come soon."

"Right now, we must rush back to Jiangzhou immediately to prepare for evacuation, so that we can preserve most of our strength."

When morale was low, Lord Hanmei stepped forward to take charge of the overall situation and made various arrangements in an orderly manner.

The death of Lord Qingshui was indeed a pity, but everyone could not stay where they were and had no time to lament the passing of their comrades.

The struggle continues, and many of our comrades are still in danger.

They must notify everyone in time to minimize losses.

Although some of the Purple Turban Army monks were successfully rescued, True Lord Qingshui died as a result. This operation was not considered a success in any case.

Of course, the goal is indeed achieved, and it is not impossible to insist on success.

If only that could be the case.