Immortal Mansion Longevity Chapter 694

  Chapter 694 When I die!

  Zhenjun Qingshui 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 the last lesson.

   I just don't know who to listen to what I said.

  Perhaps this true monarch used this method to tell everyone on the barren mountain that the establishment of the Purple Turban Army and the Commoner League was not just for profit.

   There is also the concept of pursuing 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 the Holy Land of Qianting is inestimable.

  Similar words, not to mention Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others, even Liu Yu has heard countless times in the twenty or thirty years since he joined the Commoner League.

  If it is pure words, it is not convincing at all.

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

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

  On the barren hill, everyone looked moved.

  In my heart, the belief that had been shaken by Ming Spiegel's betrayal became firm again, and it was even more convinced before.

  The Purple Turban Army, the Commoner League, and the Qianting Holy Land and the Zongmen Family are not connected in essence!

  At a critical moment, a Yuanying Zhenjun is about to use his life to prove the existence of "justice".

  The world is worth it!

   "Justice?"

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

  Across the barren hills and plains, Liu Yu stood holding a gun, feeling a little moved in his heart.

   "Patter~"

  He let the rain wet his clothes and flow down from the top of his head, bringing a bit of coolness.

  The way of immortality is private, and the essence of cultivating immortals is to compete for various resources for cultivating immortals, and to take advantage of the world to make up for one's own deficiencies.

  In this case, it is difficult for any cultivator to be selfless.

  Those who use the banner of "righteousness" say high-sounding words, but in fact they are just putting on a coat for their dark side.

  Perhaps, they do not believe in the existence of "justice", and may even hate it from the heart.

  But on the lips, they often speak swear words.

  Just because of the reputation of justice, it can often bring a lot of intangible wealth, which is more convenient to grab benefits later.

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

  In essence, it is no different from those who pursue interests.

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

  It will last forever and be recorded in the annals of history!

  This is the status quo of many famous sects and families of thousands of years in the world of cultivating immortals today.

   Holy Land, Qianting, Zongmen, Aristocratic Families and other forces all do this.

   Those who embrace justice itself are very few in this world of immortality, and they are often unknown.

  This kind of person will often not have good results.

  Do the kindest thing without asking for anything in return, but are often sent to the execution ground, or die in a corner.

  It will last forever!

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

   "It is in such a "changing" environment that this "constant" is particularly valuable."

  Looking at the back of Zhenjun Qingshui, Liu Yu secretly sighed, admiring his determination to practice justice with his life like a moth to a flame.

   But admiration is all admiration, he is just an ordinary immortal cultivator, and he has no such kind of mind to sacrifice himself for others and sacrifice his life for righteousness.

  Liu Yu can understand the "justice" of Qingshui Zhenjun, but he will never choose this path.

  As Der Spiegel just said, we all live in the world of mortals.

  People's hearts are separated from the belly, and justice is illusory. Only benefits can be seen and touched, which is the most real.

  Eternal benefits!

   However, seeing Zhenjun Qingshui's choice, even though he will not walk that path, Liu Yu has a clearer view of his own path ahead.

  The next road, he knows how to go.

"Whizzing"

  How fast is Nascent Soul True Monarch's escape speed?

  The distance of fifty or sixty miles was crossed in just one breath under Zhenjun Hanmei's full-speed burst.

  It was almost just a blink of an eye. When everyone was still immersed in the words of Zhenjun Qingshui and fell into deep thinking and examination, this Zhenjun was close at hand.

"Um?"

   Liu Yu's heart moved, and he suddenly received a sound transmission from his spiritual consciousness.

  This sound transmission of spiritual consciousness came from Qingshui Zhenjun. At the critical moment of life and death, he finally told the special formula to open the teleportation array.

   Zhenjun Hanmei is close at hand, Zhenjun Qingshui and Mingjing are in a diplomatic war fifty or sixty miles away, and Sanyuanying in Qianting is already a hundred miles away, and it will take only one or two breaths to rush over.

  At this moment, every breath is very important.

   At such a critical moment, Liu Yu certainly couldn't hesitate for a moment. The first time he received the sound transmission, he quickly pinched the formula with both hands.

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

   "disease"

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

  At this time, Zhenjun Hanmei just arrived and landed directly in the formation.

   "Buzz~"

  As dozens of formulas were played, the entire teleportation array was buzzing and trembling, and the array patterns became brighter and brighter.

  The rainwater on it was drained, and the lines lit up in circles.

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

   After a short breath, the three Yuanying Zhenjuns in Qianting entered the battlefield between Qingshui Zhenjun and Mingjing.

   Seeing through their intention to delay the time, the three of them tried to bypass the battlefield, wanting to interrupt the teleportation and deal with it slowly.

  San Dao Guang turned around flexibly, and approached the barren mountain from different directions at high speed, without giving Qingshui Zhenjun a chance to intercept.

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

   Various complex expressions flashed in the somewhat cloudy eyes, and finally only firmness and relief remained.

  Master Qingshui had a relieved smile on his face, and at the critical moment, his mind moved.

   "Boom!!"

  The next moment, the night sky resounded with earth-shattering roars, and the raindrops in a radius of dozens of miles were all cleared.

  The true treasure of the purple gourd exploded, and the huge amount of spiritual power contained in it was instantly transformed into mighty energy and released.

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

  The dazzling purple brilliance bloomed, shining for hundreds of miles, and even hundreds of miles away, one could faintly see this huge movement.

   Before completely crossing the battlefield, the purple aura shone on Qianting Sanyuanying, and then an extremely powerful power swept over them, making them stunned.

  But most of the self-exploding power of Zigou Zhenbao has been directly borne by Ming Jing, and the remaining small part of the remaining power cannot stop Qianting Sanyuanying for a long time.

  Shenjun Qingshui naturally understood this, and immediately started to move.

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

  In the next moment, a faint purple aura emerged from the cover of his heavenly spirit.

  Head, facial features, limbs.

  A Nascent Soul whose four limbs, five senses and even clothes are almost the same as Qingshui Zhenjun, suddenly emerged from the Tianling Gai.

   Nascent Soul is out of body!

  This Nascent Soul is lavender in color, about one foot in size, and exudes a real Nascent Soul-level spiritual pressure, just like a shrunken Qingshui Zhenjun.

  As soon as she appeared, Li Zi Yuan Ying quickly pinched a formula, and there was a faint spatial fluctuation in the surroundings.

  The next moment, before Qianting Sanyuanying could react, Lianzi Yuanying appeared among the three of them out of thin air.

Teleport!

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

  With the drag of the physical body, it is still impossible to move instantly.

  But once the Nascent Soul is out of the body, the teleportation is like instinct. As long as a certain amount of Nascent Soul Origin is consumed, every Nascent Soul can do it.

  Because of mastering this ability, it is difficult for the Nascent Soul cultivator to kill completely. Even if he is defeated and destroys his body, he can still teleport away from the Nascent Soul.

  After the Nascent Soul is condensed, the time for the cultivator to survive without the physical body is also greatly enhanced, and there is more time to find the carrier.

  Whether it is seizing the house or extending life in other ways, there is a huge improvement compared to the golden core realm.

  After reaching the realm of transforming gods, relying on the powerful primordial spirit, it can even exist in the world forever.

  After reaching that state, the physical body is not so important.

   "Boom!!"

  When the three Yuanying Zhenjuns in Qianting could not react in time, the Yuanying of Qingshui Zhenjun had already shined.

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

   Nascent Soul explodes!

  The terrifying power like mountains and seas spread wantonly in all directions, and the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs of Qianting were the first to bear the brunt.

"not good!"

  Cultivators of the same rank blew themselves up as Nascent Souls, and the burst of power at that moment was enough to threaten their lives.

   If you ignore the rush, your life will really be in danger!

   In desperation, Sanzhenjun Qianting could only resort to various means to resist the vast power of Yuanying's self-destruction.

   "Boom!!"

  The dazzling purple brilliance shines in the sky, as if a round of stars is rising, bringing temporary light to the sky and the earth.

  The torrential rain stopped instantly, and even the dark clouds above the sky were dispersed under the terrifying power of the Nascent Soul self-destructing.

  The night sky became dark clouds again.

  The stars are looming in the sky!

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

   "But the old man wants you to understand that this is not their kindness."

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

   "Someone died in obscurity"

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

  Hearing the words of Zhenjun Qingshui, he was startled, and he was a little dazed.

  Ming Jing could feel that the aura of his master was rapidly disappearing with each sound.

  In a trance, he thought of the past, recalling the oath he swore word by word under the banner of the red sword.

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

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

   "In the process of finding success, become unrecognizable!"

  Perceived Master, the rapidly dissipating breath of life, listening to those unwavering words.

  Ming Jing remained calm on the surface, but in his heart, turbulent waves had emerged.

  At this moment, he really felt a little regret.

  However, there is no turning back, so I can only make mistakes.

   "Master, I have no choice."

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

   "I can be kind too."

   "I can also choose "justice" firmly."

   "I also loved it from the bottom of my heart, and I was steadfast, and I was born and died for it."

   "But the disciple is still the monk with ordinary spiritual root qualifications, living in the world of mortals!"

   Ming Jing's heart trembled.

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

  We are all on the road,

   forgetting the way out,

  Pursue occasional gratification amid disappointment.

  Looking at the red ring on his finger, Ming Jing's eyes flickered and he let out a soft sigh.

  In the end, put it into the storage ring.

  “What has been, will be again.”

   "What has been done, will be done again!"

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

  The breath of life also completely dissipated at this moment.

   "Elder Qing Shui!"

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

  In his impression, Qingshui Zhenjun has always been a kind elder, who has given many pointers and help during his hundreds of years of cultivation career.

  For example, the doubts in the usual practice, such as the breath-suppressing secret technique and hole cards that were given out of the ordinary before going to Annan Six Continents.

   Not only Guo Poyun, but Zhenjun Qingshui has taught many potential casual cultivators in his life.

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

  At this moment, witnessing the fall of Qingshui Zhenjun, the members of the Commoner League were all emotional.

   What's more, some want to rush out of the battle, fight desperately with Zhenjun Qianting Yuanying, and die together with Mingjing.

   "Stop!"

   At the critical moment, Liu Yu scolded, and reached out to hold Guo Poyun and others who wanted to rush out of the teleportation array.

  Facing his powerful physical strength, several people couldn't move at all.

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

   "Although the body of an elder is dead, his spirit is immortal."

   "I want to continue the spirit of Elder Qingshui, so that more comrades can be enlightened and awakened, so that his sacrifice is not in vain!"

   After thinking about it, Liu Yu said so.

  At this moment, his heart was also a little shaken, and he hadn't recovered yet.

  “What has been, will be again.”

   "Don't be impulsive at this time, we must live on and continue to fight against the Holy Land of Qianting."

  Looking at the center where the purple aura bloomed, Zhenjun Hanmei murmured, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he said sharply.

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

  Before they would never have imagined that even Elder Yuanying would fall in this operation, and it was the highly respected Elder Qingshui.

  Everything happened too fast too fast.

   "buzz buzz~"

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

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

  In a burst of dazzling brilliance, more than 20 figures within it had already disappeared.

   Breath is also rapidly fading.

   "Damn it!"

  In the night sky, several distraught voices sounded.

   "buzz buzz~"

  Thousands of miles away, in an unnamed mortal hill in Huaizhou, a teleportation array suddenly trembled, gradually glowing with milky white aura.

  When the aura 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 physical body.

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

  After all, the latter has no physical training attainments, and is not young, and his blood has begun to decline.

   Immediately, Liu Yu threw out a punch and shot towards the corner of the teleportation array.

"boom"

  Under the bombardment of the fist gang, a corner of the teleportation array was easily destroyed, and wisps of blue smoke came out.

   "Hoo~"

   He exhaled heavily, and Liu Yu didn't really relax until then.

  The distance of thousands of miles is enough to escape the encirclement set by Qianting, without worrying about being chased.

  The teleportation array was damaged, and the teleportation array at the other end could not be teleported.

   "Hiss~"

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

   Glancing at the damaged corner of the teleportation array, they walked down the teleportation 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.

  Mingjing knows too many secrets, if Qianting starts to act, the entire Commoner League may suffer a devastating blow.

  Liu Yu destroyed the teleportation array, and Immediately after Immortal Hanmei recovered, he immediately took out the communication jade token.

   It seems to be informing the other elders of the result of the rescue and what happened just now.

   "Ding Jing's rebellion, Wanxian Mountain may not be able to stay any longer."

   "Ming Jing knows a lot of secrets of the alliance, presumably Qianting's thunder strike will come soon."

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

  When morale was low, True Monarch Hanmei stood up to preside over the overall situation and made various arrangements in an orderly manner.

  It is a pity that Master Qingshui's death has fallen, but everyone can't stay where they are because of this, and there is no time to mourn the passing of their comrades.

  The struggle is still going on, and many comrades are still in danger at this moment.

   They must notify everyone in time to minimize losses.

  Although some of the cultivators of the Purple Scarf Army were successfully rescued, Master Qingshui fell because of this. This operation was not considered a success anyway.

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

   It would be great if it could be like that.

   PS: If there are more than 20 fellow Taoists who want to watch the Der Spiegel episode, please leave a comment. The author will write it this month.

  (end of this chapter)

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