Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Liu Yu made a mistake and killed five true kings of Xuanbing Palace. This sect only had one Nascent Soul monk left in Nangongtian.

At this time, Nangong Tian also died.

In the eyes of other Nascent Soul Lords, Xuan Bing Gong Nuo's large territory is just a fat piece of fat.

In the country of Ba, it occupies the best resource points and the broadest territory, which is only slightly less than that of the Danding Sect Lingyun Sect combined.

It would be impossible to maintain such a large territory without Nascent Soul cultivators in charge.

No matter how many monks there are in the lower realm, it is impossible to hold on to it. In the end, it will be nothing.

Even an ordinary true king cannot occupy such a large territory. This is "virtue does not match the position".

Originally, despite the loss of five true kings, Xuanbing Palace could barely maintain itself as long as Nangong Tian did not have any accidents.

But at this time, with Nangong Tian's death, the original behemoth Xuanbing Palace had actually collapsed.

In the country of Ba, the Danding Sect was slightly stronger than the Lingyun Sect, so it would not be a problem to grab the fattest and most elite piece of fat.

It was a simple move, but she didn't expect such a huge harvest. Mo Mei's joy was beyond words.

Even with the palace of the Nascent Soul Lord, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

If it weren't for the presence of her colleagues, she would have laughed out loud!

"Nangong Tian has always been an old enemy of our sect, but now he has been killed by fellow Taoist Qingyang himself. I am extremely grateful!"

"We help each other, and I will never accept this reward!"

Looking at the floating jade box, Mo Mei Zhenjun raised his hand and fired a burst of magic power to prevent the objects from getting closer.

Immediately, she said seriously with a serious look on her face.

Apart from Liu Yu, this woman was the biggest beneficiary of this battle.

It can be said that after eradicating the biggest threat, immeasurable benefits are about to be obtained.

Huang Mei, Kong Zhao, and Zi Hong all knew this.

Under such circumstances, if Mo Mei still accepted the reward with peace of mind, she would be a bit ungrateful.

Regardless of the cause and process, in terms of results, she was indeed one of the people who benefited the most.

Win-win!

What's more, seventeen years later, Mo Mei will still have to rely on Liu Yu during the "Mountain Remaining Mansion" trip.

Based on the above two points, she was very determined and refused to accept payment under any circumstances.

"Since the fairy is so polite, Liu won't force it."

"Comrades should help each other, and we can still help each other in the future!"

After several refusals and pulls, seeing that the other party refused to accept the elixir and spiritual herb, Liu Yu no longer forced her, and said with a smile as she cupped her hands.

He was quite satisfied with the other party's attitude.

Since both of them benefited from this war, in fact, no one helped the other. Even if Mo Mei did not accept the reward, Liu Yu did not owe a favor.

Of course, he doesn't pay much attention to a few fourth-level elixirs and a few thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

Even if the other party accepts it, he won't feel distressed.

But in this way, the impression of Mo Mei will naturally be greatly reduced.

"As it is, we have fought side by side several times, and we will keep in touch more in the future."

"Nowadays, the situation of cultivating immortals is turbulent. We have had the experience of happy cooperation, so we should stick together to keep warm."

"A difficult one, P Plus support!"

Seeing that the two of them were still being polite, True Lord Huangmei suddenly spoke, his eyes swept over several people and he said cheerfully.

"Amitabha, this is how it should be. What Taoist Fellow Huangmei said makes sense."

Before he finished speaking, the old monk Kongzhao responded immediately.

Liu Yu already had the combat power of a great monk and lost an opportunity to gain favors. However, they were still familiar comrades and he was eager to get closer to each other.

Although he is already the True Lord of Nascent Soul, in today's world of immortal cultivation, it is not enough to fight alone.

Examples such as "Old Monster from Qingshan" are right before our eyes and serve as the best lessons for others.

Faced with a sudden disaster, he didn't even have anyone to speak for him, not to mention his comrades who came to help him in times of need. He could only rely on his own strength to hold on, and finally ended up dead.

He could only watch helplessly as his beloved female cultivator died in front of his eyes.

On the other hand, Mo Mei, faced with the malicious intent of Xuan Bing Palace, was able to immediately call in several reinforcements and finally successfully weathered the disaster and turned the corner.

Among them, although she is a master of alchemy and everyone relies on her more or less, daily relationship management is also essential.

Originally, Mo Mei was just a little arrogant, not arrogant. The Danding Sect also had good friends with many Nascent Soul monks.

Because of this, when faced with Xuanbing Palace, which was almost overwhelmed by its overall strength, it was possible to have comrades to help them in times of need.

"That's right, that's exactly what it is."

The battle was over, and the five of them stood above the Hehuan Gate, their words extremely polite.

The war was over, and there were no enemy cultivators for the time being. Everyone was not in a hurry to leave, and just talked and laughed at high altitude.

But the law of this world revolves around the strong.

No need for any stunning words, Liu Yu naturally became the center of the crowd.

Even if his reaction is mediocre and he says some ambiguous words, it can still arouse some associations among the four people.

"In the opinion of the old monk, in the dispute between the Xiahou family of Sang country and the Jinguang sect, the Xiahou family will probably not gain much advantage."

"Xia Houying, the true king of Bitao, is only at the early stage of cultivation and has a strong personality and is not popular with others. However, Taoist Jinguang of Jinguang Sect has middle stage cultivation and is extremely slippery in his behavior."

"This battle will most likely end with the Xiahou family."

High in the sky, the five people talked loudly. From the Seven Nations Alliance to the three major alliances, and even to the level of the human and demon tribes, they all began to give advice.

"The old monk thinks"

"I think it should be"

"Fellow Taoist Qingyang, how do you evaluate it?!"

Unlike low-level monks who brag, Nascent Soul Lord is a high-level person in the whole Tiannan.

In particular, the five people present have at least mid-stage Nascent Soul combat power, which is close to the top level of the world of immortality.

The same words were spoken from five people at this time, without any dissonance, as if they should be like this.

Their every move and word affects the fate of thousands of low-level monks and billions of mortals.

"Fellow Taoist Qingyang, farewell!"

Time passed unknowingly, and the exchange did not end until two quarters of an hour later.

Huangmei, Kongzhao, Zihong, and Momei waved their hands and left.

"Whoosh~"

Liu Yu's sleeves fluttered, and she disappeared from sight one after another as she watched several escaping lights.

"Fellow Taoist Qingyang, I am thinking about what will happen seventeen years later~"

"I hope fellow Taoists will not forget it."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ear.

Turning around, he happened to see Mo Mei in the escaping light, her eyes flickering and looking ambiguous.

"Please rest assured, Fairy, Liu is destined to win Qinglian, and he will not forget the promise."

With a thought in his mind, Liu Yu replied.

He is bound to win the "Good Fortune Green Lotus", so of course he will not forget such an important thing, and he also needs a guide to lead the way.

Judging from the blush on this woman's face, she was probably still immersed in the excitement of Nangong Tian's death. At this time, she took advantage of the opportunity to talk about "Tao" in depth, and she would not refuse.

But Liu Yu is not a lustful person, has not suffered from the sequelae of the exercises, and has no strange thoughts, so naturally he will not act like this.

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After receiving a satisfactory reply, Mo Mei took a deep look at Zhuo Mengzhen, and then suddenly accelerated and disappeared into the sky.

In an instant, there were only two figures left on the spot.

"Mengzhen, you go down and rest first."

"Follow me back to the sect in a few days."

After thinking for a moment, Liu Yu turned around and said.

Zhuo Mengzhen nodded lightly and soon, guided by a foundation-building deacon, he entered the Yuanyang Sect camp to rest.

As the elder of Hehuan Sect's Jindan, this woman is not an unknown person among the five sects of Chu State. If she doesn't disguise herself, her identity can be easily recognized.

But the ancestor spoke personally, so everything is naturally no problem.

Although the disciples of the sect had doubts, they did not dare to raise questions.

After destroying the old enemy Hehuan Sect, Liu Yu's prestige in the sect has greatly increased, and a little gossip is not a problem.

The solid achievements are enough to answer all doubts. Even if he takes a female cultivator from a rival sect as a concubine, no monk would dare to question her face to face.

"Boom~"

The shouts of killing soaring into the sky, accompanied by the roar of magic weapons and spells, are constantly coming from the ground, and can be faintly heard even thousands of feet high in the sky.

Liu Yu stood in the air, lowered his head and looked down.

On the ground, colorful spiritual lights were seen flashing, and monks from both sides were fighting fiercely.

At this point, both sides have become red-eyed and it is difficult to stop easily.

However, due to his previous "mistakes", the scale of victory has been completely tilted at this time. In the battles at the three levels of Qi refining, foundation building, and golden elixir, Yuanyang Sect has the absolute upper hand.

If this continues, complete victory will only be a matter of time.

However, this is a war on a huge scale after all, and it is impossible for the victorious side to lose even a single monk.

If they want to completely destroy the Hehuan Sect, even if the Yuanyang Sect wins in the end, they will have to pay a lot of casualties.

However, this level of casualties was still within the acceptable range of Liu Yu.

Feeling the prying eyes outside the battlefield, he had no idea of ​​taking action again.

Killing low-level monks again and again in front of everyone is really unjustifiable.

"Eh~"

His consciousness swept across a figure, and a trace of surprise flashed in Liu Yu's eyes.

Following his line of sight, he saw a female cultivator in white, controlling a black hook magic weapon, massacring low-level cultivators from the Hehuan Sect.

"Whoosh~"

In a flash of spiritual light, when the black hook magic weapon appeared again, several low-level monks would often freeze.

"Pfft~"

Immediately, a thin line of blood appeared on their necks, and blood gushed out like spring water.

A sickly and crazy flush appeared on the face of the female nun in white, and she looked extremely excited.

As a golden elixir monk, she activates the black hook magic weapon and her killing efficiency is very high.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen Hehuan Sect disciples died suddenly, including the Foundation Establishment monks.

After a while, even the original white clothes were dyed blood.

Bloody clothes kill everyone!

This person is Leng Yuexin.

With the help of the spiritual object given by Liu Yu, she luckily succeeded in forming the elixir. After so many years, her cultivation has reached the middle stage of the golden elixir.

This woman practices magic skills. As long as she has a large amount of high-quality blood essence, she can quickly improve her cultivation.

So he was delighted when he heard about the war and took the initiative to join the war.

After killing dozens of monks, Leng Yuexin would usually stay for a while, take out a blood bead and continuously pinch the magic formula.

"Wow~"

Under the pull of blood magic, streams of blood flowed out from the corpses of the dead Hehuanmen monks like water, and continued to collect into blood beads the size of fists.

Within a few breaths, dozens of corpses were drained of blood and turned into mummies within a hundred feet nearby.

The scene looked horrifying.

Even the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect felt as if a basin of cold water had poured down their hearts when they saw it, and the fanaticism in their eyes immediately subsided.

Although he knew he was a friendly force, he still subconsciously stayed away from this woman.

Absorbing a large amount of blood, the blood beads look rounder and fuller, emitting a blood-filled glow.

Seeing this, Leng Yue's face flushed even more. She suddenly turned her head and looked into the distance, and immediately activated her magic weapon to kill on another battlefield.

If it were an ordinary period, naturally we would not be able to massacre low-level monks, otherwise there would be no need for others to eliminate demons and protect the way, and the Yuanyang Sect would have to clean up the door itself.

But war times are different, and the general order no longer applies.

Killing monks from rival sects will not be held accountable by the sect.

Therefore, at this time, it was rare to have such a great opportunity, and Leng Yuexin certainly could not let it go.

You should take the opportunity to collect a large amount of blood essence so that you can improve your cultivation.

"Hurry, soon."

"As long as you collect some more, it will be enough to use the golden elixir in the later stage."

Thinking like this, Leng Yue's eyes flashed with light, and her actions became cleaner and neater.

As an absolutely neutral sect that is neither good nor evil, Yuanyang Sect is very tolerant.

Although there are very few disciples practicing magic in the sect, there are still a few based on tens of thousands.

Therefore, there was an opportunity for open killing at this time. Their fighting enthusiasm was much higher than that of ordinary disciples, and they all took the opportunity to collect blood essence.

We have a clear advantage and don't need to take much risk. For these people, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But overall, this was a completely smooth battle, and all the monks in the Yuanyang Sect camp were very enthusiastic about fighting.

After all, the spoils of war belong to the one who kills them, and the sect will not take any cents from them.

If you kill one more person at this time, you will get an extra piece of loot, and you may go further on the immortal road in the future.

kill! kill! kill!

One side is seeking resources for cultivating immortals, the other is trying to break through the siege, and the monks from the two camps are fighting selflessly.

In such an atmosphere, a large number of monks died every minute and every second.

"Ding ding ding~!"

In the corner of the battlefield, a Yuanyang Sect foundation-building monk with an ordinary face and slightly dark skin accidentally penetrated too far with his red eyes and was targeted by several Hehuan Sect monks.

When several magical weapons were attacked, a strong sense of crisis came to his spiritual sense, and he suddenly woke up.

"No, it's too deep!!"

Looking at the magic weapon whose sight quickly enlarged, the man's expression changed.

"boom!!!"

But the next moment, the power of the magic weapon level came.

The power of the magic weapon disappeared in a flash, and the bodies of the several Hehuanmen who besieged this person were all torn apart and bloody.

The dark-skinned Foundation Establishment cultivator looked back and saw a "Golden Core Loose Cultivator" turning his head and disappearing in a flash.

"Thank you, senior!"

Seeing this, he quickly bowed deeply.

Immediately sensing the lack of mana, he began to retreat to the rear, not daring to rush forward too quickly.

This person was none other than "Liu An" who had the blood of the Liu family and joined the sect when Liu Yu returned to Tiannan.

Although his spiritual qualifications were not good, his "luck" was very good and he was accepted as his direct successor by the powerful deacon Wu Cheng'en.

The path of cultivation is much smoother than that of ordinary monks.

Because the cultivation resources are relatively abundant, the cultivation methods are also at the upper level, and there are always teachers to give guidance.

Despite his poor spiritual root qualifications, more than a hundred years later, Liu An has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

Around the age of one hundred and thirty, he has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building. He is already very good compared to ordinary monks and has the potential to hit the bottleneck of core formation.

With Liu Yu taking charge of the sect, the Qingyang family took over the power of the sect, and Wu Chengen also took the position of "head".

Although the leader only has a nice title, but is actually a big manager, but compared to ordinary foundation-building monks, the power in his hands is astonishingly great.

Under Wu Chengen's operation, he himself was relatively outstanding, and the Qingyang family was powerful, Liu An successfully became a "true disciple".

"Too reckless."

Thousands of feet high in the sky, Liu Yu saw this scene, shook his head slightly and looked away.

It was certainly not a coincidence that Senior Jin Dan was passing by and came to the rescue.

The so-called "senior" is actually a golden elixir warrior specially arranged by him to secretly protect this son.

After all, this son has the blood of the Liu family, so he will still feel more friendly than the average monk.

In addition, Liu Yu happened to join the sect, and because he had some of the same blood flowing through him, Liu Yu was still a little concerned.

Therefore, this child’s path to cultivation can be smooth and smooth.

Every time we encounter a crisis, we can always turn it into a blessing in disguise in various ways.

After all, Liu Yu is now an ancestor of Yuanying Zhenjun. Taking care of a young monk does not require much energy at all.

In fact, he just gave a few casual instructions, and his monks and dead men took care of everything.

After so many generations, the bond of blood has become extremely weak.

It was impossible for Liu Yu to make a special trip like he did when he hit the pill formation bottleneck.

Not to mention that the idea of ​​acknowledging relatives will not pop up suddenly.

At most, I remembered it accidentally and asked the monks below to take care of it.

As for how far Liu An can go in the end, it all depends on his destiny.

But he just gave a few casual instructions. For all low-level monks, it is a great opportunity that can only be encountered!

Liu An's fate was completely changed because of this. Obtaining some key resources from the sect was much less difficult than ordinary disciples.

…

Under the vast night sky, Liu Yu stood in a black robe with his hands behind his back, quietly overlooking the entire battlefield.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

"Boom!!!"

On the ground, the sound of fighting never stopped for a moment.

As the monks on both sides fought selflessly, time passed unknowingly.

The total number of low-level monks was close to 70,000, fighting from dusk to dawn, and from dawn to dusk.

The sun rose and set, and it was not until a day and a night later that this battlefield finally came to an end.

Looking around, smoke was rising within dozens of miles of Hehuan Gate.

The once beautiful Lingshan Blessed Land was now beyond recognition, with all the towering Lingshan Mountains collapsed.

There were cracks and ravines on the ground, like countless deep wounds, which looked shocking.

Corpses everywhere!

If a monk looks from a high altitude, he will be able to find corpses at regular intervals, and the signs of death are often different.

This situation gradually disappeared until a hundred miles away, and a tragic atmosphere enveloped the entire battlefield.

At this time, the roar of magic weapons and spells had become sparse.

There are only a few areas where Hehuanmen monks are still resisting.

Thousands of feet high in the sky, Liu Yu looked at this scene coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

He has long been accustomed to death!

"Whoosh~"