Seeking Immortality

The setting sun, with its afterglow like blood, shines on the land of Jiuhua. I can only see the blood red in the front mountain of Jiuhua, but I don’t know that this blood red is the afterglow of the setting sun? Still fighting for the blood of both sides.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Xu Qingfan sighed slightly and formed a long sword made of two entangled blades of grass on his hands, and he was ready to personally participate in the battle in front of him.

But just before Xu Qingfan was about to take action, a sudden change occurred.

I saw the hole in the "Nine-pole Formation" that most of the elders of Jiuhua Mountain personally guarded. At this time, it suddenly became extremely calm. There was no more rumbling sound, and no light flickering, as if it had been there just now. The elders who were constantly performing powerful magic were suddenly shocked by something, and even forgot to take action for a moment.

But this calmness did not last long. Suddenly, a ball glowing with multicolored light suddenly flew from the hole and exploded where a group of Jiuhua elders were in front of the hole in the Jiuji Formation.

The power of this explosion was extremely powerful, and the strong winds generated by the residual power blew the flying trees and rolling stones in Jiuhua Mountain. Accompanying the explosion was a deafening roar and a flash of light that eclipsed the sun. It seemed as if all the roaring sounds and flashes of spiritual light that had just stopped were accumulated and released at once.

The sound waves generated by this explosion were so strong that they seemed to spread throughout the vast land of China. For a time, an unknown number of human-monster beasts near Jiuhua Mountain were deafened and shocked to death by the powerful explosion, and an unknown number of human-monster beasts became blind due to the bright light.

Even though Xu Qingfan was located far away from where the explosion occurred, his chest and abdomen were churning under the influence of the sound and light produced by the explosion, making his footing unstable. His eyes and ears even experienced temporary blindness. As for the other Jiuhua monks or demons on the field, their images at this time were not very calm. Even the ten elders who were attacking demons everywhere were caught off guard and were shocked by the huge sound and bright light, turning their faces pale.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like it was only a moment. Xu Qingfan and others finally recovered from the impact of the sound waves, and they all looked up in horror at the location where the explosion occurred. This is just the sound and light effect produced by this explosion. So one can imagine how powerful the explosion itself is. I don’t know who used Taoism to cause this horrific explosion.

Even the "Dai Tian Jue" performed by Zhang Hualing just now did not frighten everyone so much. This was simply beyond the reach of monks in the pill-forming stage.

In the sky, the more than twenty elders who were guarding the hole just now were scattered far away in the sky. They were supporting each other, their faces were pale, and several elders had even fainted. It was obvious that even in the entire world of immortality, there were only a few masters in the alchemy stage, and they were so fragile in this explosion. This shows how powerful the explosion just now was.

But at this time, these elders who narrowly escaped death in the explosion did not care at all about the injuries they sustained in the explosion just now. He just stared at the holes in the "Nine Extremes Formation" with horrified eyes. Their faces were full of disbelief, as if they had just seen something extremely terrifying.

Seeing the appearance of these elders, everyone on the field also looked towards the hole in the "Nine Extremes Formation".

After losing the protection of a group of elders, hundreds of demons were no longer hindered and quickly darted out of the holes. It was just different from the demons that had just appeared and attacked the monks in Jiuhua Mountain crazily. At this time, these demons appeared. After that, they all lined up neatly outside the hole and stood with hands hanging down. The demons who had entered Jiuhua Mountain before were also like this, as well-behaved as pets in the world. But it looked like he was waiting for someone.

Xu Qingfan took this opportunity to sneak up to Jin Qinghan and stood together with a group of younger disciples of Jiuhua. When he saw Jin Qinghan and Lu Qingshang looking towards him, he noticed that his injured right leg was filled with questions. Xu Qingfan shook his head gently. He raised his head to indicate to the two of them how things would change next.

on the sky. After all the monsters entered Jiuhua Mountain, more than ten people with different looks and temperaments suddenly appeared in front of everyone. And with Xu Qingfan's skill and eyesight, he was unable to see how these people appeared.

I saw that among these people, there were ordinary-looking mortals, some were ugly or handsome, and there were also people who looked like the demons before, some were weird or terrifying. But when these people appeared together, no matter what kind of characters there were among them, everyone on the scene first noticed the elegant middle-aged scribe in the middle.

Everyone first noticed the middle-aged scribe, not because he was obviously the leader among these people, nor because of his extraordinary temperament and unusually handsome appearance, nor even because of the suffocating aura about him. Dangerous aura, but because this person seems to be born to be the center of attention, regardless of his status, strength and temperament.

As soon as the middle-aged scribe appeared, all the monsters on the field knelt down to the middle-aged scribe and kowtow three times, regardless of the Jiuhua monks who might attack at any time. The scribes added a sense of majesty and mystery.

And those Jiuhua elders, regardless of whether they had seen this middle-aged scribe before, looked frightened at this time, as if they all knew the terror of this middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe did not care at all about the kneeling worship of the monsters or the horror of the Jiuhua elders. He just used his glowing eyes to patrol among the Jiuhua Mountain monks, and then asked softly: "Excuse me, everyone, are neither Zhang Hualing nor Zhou Huahai here?"

The middle-aged scribe's voice was younger than his appearance, but everyone seemed to feel that a lot of time was mixed in it. His tone was also very polite and gentle, but everyone felt the danger in the middle-aged scribe. The breath became stronger. But after Xu Qingfan heard the middle-aged scribe's words, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, because he suddenly felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before, but he could not tell the specific time and place.

"Uncle Master. You have not returned to Jiuhua Mountain for two hundred years. I am sorry for missing you."

As the middle-aged scribe's voice fell, Zhang Hualing's voice suddenly came out from the Hualing Palace. Although the voice was loud, it seemed slightly out of breath.

then. Zhang Hualing's figure appeared from in front of the Hualing Palace. Protected by Xiao Huazhe and Elder Yuchi, he flew towards the middle-aged scribe in the sky on auspicious clouds. When he flew in front of the middle-aged scribe. Together with Xiao Huazhe and Elder Yuchi, they bowed to the middle-aged scribe, their expressions were respectful but also full of alertness and fear.

At this time, there is only one complete building in the front mountain of Jiuhua Mountain, Hualing Hall.

Hearing Zhang Hualing's words, a group of low-level disciples from Jiuhua Mountain immediately began to talk about each other. They did not expect that the middle-aged scribe who seemed young could actually have such seniority. But he didn’t know why he commanded a group of demons to attack Jiuhua Mountain since it had such a relationship with Jiuhua Mountain.

Xu Qingfan and other disciples of the elders of Jiuhua who know the history of Jiuhua Mountain relatively well. Their bodies were all shaken. At this time, they all thought of the great master Zhang Xusheng who defected from Jiuhua Mountain eight hundred years ago because his research on evil arts was discovered.

Five hundred years ago, Li Xuhan, the last master of the "virtual" generation in Jiuhua Mountain, passed away. At this time, the only master of the "virtual" generation who may still be alive is Zhang Xusheng, who once brought Jiuhua Mountain to its knees.

Could it be that this Xusheng is the middle-aged scribe in front of him? But you must know that Zhang Xusheng is nearly three thousand years old. It is hard to believe that he looks so young at this time.

in the sky. The middle-aged scribe looked at Zhang Hualing carefully, with admiration flashing in his eyes, and said with a faint smile: "I didn't expect you to be able to use Dai Tian Jue. It's really terrifying. It's a pity that you used a life-consuming and opportunistic method to do it. Not only The power is greatly reduced. Otherwise, you can really control me now."

Although the middle-aged scribe's words were full of regret. But the implication is that Zhang Hualing cannot defeat him even if he uses "Dai Tian Jue".

Zhang Hualing smiled faintly and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, uncle, you are already three thousand years old, right? You look much younger than the younger generation. I think your mystical research is now Great progress. But you are disabled, but I don’t know if those secrets will work on me.”

Xu Qingfan and others were shocked when they heard Zhang Hualing's words. They did not expect that this middle-aged scribe turned out to be Zhang Xusheng. But seeing that Zhang Xusheng has all five senses and all four limbs, I don't know why Zhang Hualing said that this Xusheng is actually physically disabled.

When the dozen or so people around Zhang Xusheng heard Zhang Hualing's words, they all glared at Zhang Hualing, while the other monsters roared at Zhang Hualing. Obviously, what Zhang Hualing just said had violated the taboo in their hearts.

Thousands of monster beasts roared in unison with great power, but Zhang Hualing's face did not show any fluctuation. He just looked at Zhang Xusheng quietly and said, "I just don't know that for the progress of your experiment, uncle, you have caused trouble again." How many innocent lives have been taught in the world, aren’t they enough?”

Zhang Xusheng was not angry at Zhang Hualing's words, and said in a calm tone: "For my experiments over the years, I have indeed found some materials for *research, but we and other immortal cultivators have always gone against the will of heaven. Seizing the essence of the world for your own benefit, and the human body is a collection of the essence of heaven and earth. Using it as material is the right way, and only you old-fashioned people will care about the sacrifices during this period. "

Hearing Zhang Xusheng's words, Xu Qingfan, who was among the low-level disciples in Jiuhua Mountain, trembled violently, and returned to three years ago in a trance, when he asked many monks in the Ascetic Valley to raise Ting'er. Everyone objected, but only a senior who saw the end of the dragon said to him: "We, the cultivators, have always gone against heaven, seizing the essence of the world for our own benefit, and have committed such a huge crime. How dare you still do it? Are you trying to prevent me, my little Taoist, from adopting a relative and creating another evil obstacle?"

Compared with Zhang Xusheng's words at this time, how similar are they in terms of words, sentences, and tone of voice?

Seeing Xu Qingfan's face suddenly become extremely pale, Jin Qinghan felt strange and asked: "Senior Brother Xu, what happened?"

Xu Qingfan turned his head and glanced at Jin Qinghan and Lu Qingshang, and murmured in a low voice: "He is Xuan Moda, and his other identity is Xuan Moda from the Kuxiu Valley. I have spoken to him before."

Combined with Zhang Xusheng's other identities, in an instant, Xu Qingfan figured out many of the previously unclear questions.

Zhang Xusheng is Xuan Moda from the Kuxiu Valley, the person who planned the Huandao Incident, the cooperation of Zhou Huahai, and the master of Nangong Qingshankou.

Because Zhang Xusheng is Xuan Modada of Kuxiu Valley, he can know the content of the newcomer competition in advance. Because Zhang Xusheng is Xuan Modada of Kuxiu Valley, he can grasp the changes of Huandao in one hand, because the entire Huandao was under the control of the monks of Kuxiu Valley at that time, and Xuan Modada is one of the only two Mahayana masters in Kuxiu Valley, so naturally there are many monks in Kuxiu Valley who listen to his arrangements.

It is precisely because he is Zhou Huahai's cooperation that Zhou Huahai knows the affairs of Huandao so clearly, and tries to control Jiuhua Mountain when the Huandao incident occurs, and pushes all the charges to Zhang Hualing like the layout person on Huandao. It is also because Zhang Xusheng knows the difference between Ting'er and others that he instructs Nangong Qingshan to snatch Ting'er.

All of this is actually under the control of Zhang Xusheng.

Although no one had told Xu Qingfan what Zhang Xusheng's evil research was, looking at this kind of demon in front of him, and the corpses that appeared on Huandao Island before, which had no flaws at all, and what Zhang Hualing and Zhang Xusheng had just said, Xu Qingfan had already guessed roughly.

Perhaps Zhang Xusheng had been studying the human body for many years and had come up with a technique to transform the human body at will, so he could create those corpses without any flaws and a monster like Nangong Qingshan. Even Zhang Xusheng's face now looks so young, probably because of the effect of his magic to transform the human body.

As if hearing Xu Qingfan's words, Zhang Xusheng looked deeply in the direction of Xu Qingfan with a faint smile, and then said to Zhang Hualing: "You actually know that I am disabled, so you should also know what I am asking for this time, right?"