Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

The voice was cold and contained a sense of determination. After it fell, it reverberated in the hall. The lingering sound was filled with killing, and when it collided with the Qi, countless halos were formed, which were suddenly large and small, green inside and white outside, dazzling.

All the disciples of the Zhenyi Sect in the hall saw a brilliant white in front of their eyes, like a tangible arc of lightning, hitting their eyebrows and making a rustling sound.

Icy, cold, and unstoppable.

At this moment, whether it was the newly promoted Danhua cultivators like Wu Zhong who followed Zhou Qing, or the Danhua cultivators brought by Master Zhou Tianyan who had never dealt with Zhou Qing, they could not help but feel awe and chill all over their bodies.

This was not only because the other party was ordered by Master Zhou Tianyan, presiding over the overall situation and holding the righteousness in his hands, but also because of a killing that was beyond words and unstoppable.

They all had a feeling that no matter how extraordinary the background of those present was, once they really missed the opportunity to fight and made a mistake, Zhou Qing would definitely deal with them resolutely.

For a moment, the hall was silent, and you could hear a pin drop!

Lin Xulun held his breath and looked up at Zhou Qing on the high platform. There was a layer of colorfulness in his eyes, and his heart was full of waves.

It had only been a short time since he entered Nanchuan Lake, and Zhou Qing, a newly promoted Danhua cultivator like himself, had already had such power, which was increasing day by day.

Once the conquest of Nanchuan Lake was truly completed, what kind of reputation and majesty could Zhou Qing accumulate?

He was powerful and could take charge of the overall situation, which was really incomparable to others.

After watching for a while, Lin Xulun lowered his eyelids and his mood slowly calmed down.

What he had to do was to accumulate as much "merit" as possible in the sect through this action, so that the Zhongnan Lin family could give him the status of a true disciple. With the status of a true disciple, he could slowly plan it.

You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, take your time.

After Zhou Qing finished his instructions, he saw that no one spoke, and once again swept the whole place with a stern look, put the copper plate on the jade table, and made a clanging sound, saying: "Let's do it."

Hearing Zhou Qing's words, two rows of people in the hall stood up one after another, said goodbye and left, and soon, they disappeared.

In the hall, it became quiet, leaving only Zhou Qing, who continued to sit on the high platform. A series of cold lights fell down, more and more, more and more, covering his body, accumulating a thick layer, the bright white light, and the Tao body in his body, complementing each other, permeating the treasure color.

Outside, in a treasure pavilion.

It was after the mountain rain, and the cliff behind the pavilion was washed for a while, a clear piece, and the clouds in the distance were reflected on it, clustered together, with a natural pattern.

Meng Sile had cloud hair and snow skin, tall figure, she was wearing a long skirt with moon-fallen pear blossoms, frowning and looking outside.

After a while, footsteps sounded, and a young man came in from outside. He was in a haze, with a big circle, showing that he had a control over his mana far beyond that of an ordinary second-level Danhua cultivator.

"Eleventh Brother."

Meng Sile turned around and saw the newcomer. A smile appeared on her jade face and she greeted him.

Meng Zuoan returned the greeting as he did in the past in the clan. After the two sat down in the pavilion, he pondered for a moment and said, "Just now Zhou Qing called us together to arrange the next arrangement on the 18th island of Changming. You will temporarily belong to my team."

"That's good."

Meng Sile put her little fist in front of her and clenched it. Compared with Wu Zhong, an "outsider", she still prefers to act with her own clan.

After all, a top family like the Zuoqiu Meng family usually has intrigues within the clan, but when they act together outside, no one dares to do anything.

The family rules and regulations engraved in the bones, the blood ties that cannot be cut off, often standing there, naturally have a kind of restraint on people's hearts.

Meng Zuoan thought that most of the people assigned to him were related to the Zuoqiu Meng family, and he didn't need to work too hard to make himself like an arm. Once the water monster of Nanchuan Lake attacked, it would be easier to deal with it.

Even though he was a direct descendant of the Zuoqiu Meng family and naturally disliked Zhou Qing, who came from the Luochuan Zhou family, Meng Zuoan had to admit that Zhou Qing, a genius who rose rapidly in the sect, had a big picture.

This direct descendant of the Luochuan Zhou family saw clearly that the most important thing now was to defend the Changming Eighteen Islands, complete the task steadily, and win the "merit". Everything else had to be put aside.

With such a judgment, and thinking of Zhou Qing's demeanor that he had seen with his own eyes, Meng Zuoan calmed down and began to ask Meng Sile, a sister of the clan, about her understanding and knowledge of Zhou Qing.

After asking, Meng Zuoan got to know Zhou Qing better, so he led Meng Sile away from here, quickly gathered people, and went to the territory he guarded.

Like Meng Zuoan, all those who had held meetings in the hall completed the integration as quickly as possible, and arrived at the right time.

Zhou Qing sat in the hall, holding a copper plate, watching the lights light up and interweave brilliantly, and nodded.

He thought about it, locked Zhou Lingling's head, sent his spiritual consciousness in, a circle of light bloomed, Zhou Lingling appeared in it, and the rings on her body were blown by the wind, making a jingling jade sound.

In front of his own people, Zhou Qing did not need to hide, and spoke directly, saying: "Many people on the island are watching us, you must go all out during this period of time, and don't make any mistakes."

"Yes."

Zhou Lingling and others obeyed the order sternly. They were in the game and could feel the invisible wind and waves and whirlpools.

Once something went wrong, the first to bear the brunt was not them, but Zhou Qing, who was presiding here in their clan.

"Do your job well."

After Zhou Qing finished his instructions, he withdrew his divine will from the copper plate and cut off the connection with Zhou Lingling. He sat on the high platform and looked towards the direction of the lake.

The dark clouds were heavy and continuous, connecting with the vast water color, all the way to the end of the sky, constantly changing, and bizarre.

After watching for a long time, there was an indescribable discomfort.

"The mountain storm is coming and the wind is blowing in the building."

Suddenly, Zhou Qing had such a thought. The mysterious skills in his body changed and turned into the real skills of the Biyou Palace "The Purple and Blue High Saint Yuanhuang Transformation Dragon Picture". The magic power also became deep and deep, like the abyss, and the bottom could not be seen.

At the same time, his life magic weapon Fuhai Swallowing Heaven Gourd moved and emerged from the Danhai, constantly swallowing and spitting out magic power, and the leaves on the gourd mouth were intertwined with tender green.

Unlike what he did in the Fuling Island, sitting in the Changming Eighteen Islands was more stressful and he had to go all out. As for the demon cultivators who might come from the heart of the Great Swamp, there is no doubt that the real skill of the Biyou Palace, "The Purple and Blue High Saint Yuanhuang Transformation into Dragon", is more useful than the "Spiritual Life and Gold Book", one of the Five Qi and Four Methods of the Zhenyi Sect.

After an unknown period of time, Zhou Qing opened his eyes, and the copper plate on the jade table moved, emitting circles of halos, and a voice came from it, and the demon cultivators in the Great Swamp appeared.