Immortal Mansion Longevity Chapter 766

  Chapter 766 Qingyang Nebula (1)

  Although his attitude was slightly indifferent, Zihong Zhenjun did not intend to embarrass him, and immediately controlled the silver flying sword to land.

   "Hundreds of years have passed, and I never imagined that it was this son who finally set foot on the Yuanying Dao and took over the power of the Yuanyang Sect."

   "The real Changfeng has returned to the ordinary"

  Among the crowd, a dark-skinned Jindan male cultivator looked at "True Qingyang True Monarch" a few times without any trace, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

  This person carries a huge black sword on his back, with an aura of "the heavy sword has no edge, and the skill is not handy".

   More than a hundred years later, his cultivation has reached the peak of Jindan.

  But Chongxuan was a person of the same period as Changfeng, and even older than the latter. Now he is over six hundred, and his blood has already begun to decline.

  The state of the physical body does not allow him to hit the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul.

   It's over before it starts!

  Looking at the eloquent and eloquent "True Lord Qingyang", although Chongxuan's face is calm, he can't help feeling a little lonely in his heart.

  The bottleneck of the Nascent Soul is as difficult as reaching the sky, even if they are well-known Jindan monks, it is difficult to succeed if there is no chance.

  More than a hundred years have passed, and none of the top five schools of golden elixir has set foot on the Nascent Soul Dao.

   "People like myself, like the big day at this moment, are about to usher in the curtain call."

   "And tomorrow, the great sun will rise as usual."

  Walking, looking at the great sun that was about to fall into the western mountain, Master Chongxuan sighed insignificantly, quite a kind of loneliness of a hero at the end of his life.

  In these years, the five schools of top golden elixirs have attacked the bottleneck of Yuanying, but they all failed like Changfeng Daoist.

   Either fall directly, or the strength is greatly reduced and disappears.

  "Brother Tianfeng said before sitting down that Fellow Daoist Zihong is one of his few friends, and he told Liu not to be negligent."

  In the eyes of thousands of monks, Liu Yu and Zihong stood side by side, smiling.

   While speaking, he winked, and immediately Elder Jindan stepped forward and led the rest of the cultivators of the Crescent Moon Valley aside.

  As for himself, he led Master Zihong towards the inside.

  The world of cultivating immortals is strictly hierarchical, and the patriarchs of the sect would not sit in the same hall with low-level monks, let alone eat at the same table.

  For this baby ceremony, Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment monks can only sit in the open air, and eat in Shanmen Square and its surroundings according to their strength and status.

  As for Jindan Daoist, the standard of treatment is obviously raised to a higher level. They spend time in a separate attic room, and occasionally Jindan elders will show up to entertain them.

  As for the four sects of Jindan, they naturally have to be treated differently. There will be Jindan elders present throughout the banquet.

  Through the crowded square filled with various tables and chairs, the two of them came to a hall after a short while, which was the place where Yuan Yangzong entertained distinguished guests.

  The palace is resplendent and resplendent, covering a very large area, with a classical and luxurious architectural style, which is also in line with the grand style.

  All kinds of details reveal the profound heritage of nine thousand years.

  Outside the hall, the two teams of white-clothed inner disciples kept their eyes on each other, and their cultivation reached the peak of Qi refining without exception.

  They separated the two sides of the gate of the palace like the imperial guards, in order to prevent unrelated people from disturbing the ancestor Yaxing.

  In the hall, a huge round table is placed in the center of the hall, on which spirit melons, spirit fruits, fairy jelly and jade dew are already blooming.

   Around the round table, there are only five chairs, which are obviously the seats of the Yuanying Patriarch of the Five Schools.

   "You don't have to be so polite, Fellow Daoist of Qingyang. Wailing Moon Valley and Guizong have always been friends, so naturally I won't be your friend this time."

   "It's just that the other three factions depend on the strength of fellow daoists."

  After taking his seat, Zihong Zhenjun straight to the point to express his attitude, and then reminded him.

   "Fairy, don't worry, since you are invited to come here, Liu is sure."

  Hearing this, Liu Yu smiled faintly.

"oh?"

  Zhenjun Zihong moved his eyes and took a deep look at Liu Yu.

   Seeing the other party's confident appearance, she was quite surprised, and a little curious was born in her heart.

  According to the news received, it has not been more than a year since Qingyang conceived.

  According to common sense, even the realm should not be stable, but at this moment, it seems to be very sure.

   "Old Demon He" of the Acacia Sect is not easy to deal with, and his cultivation is still a small realm higher, which is not within the scope of the newly promoted Nascent Soul.

   Is there really something to rely on?

   Or ignorant hubris?

"interesting."

  Feeling the solid and stable spiritual pressure fluctuations around the opponent, Zihong Zhenjun's eyes flashed, and he looked forward to the next "good show".

"Um?"

  Just a few words of courtesy, Liu Yu's expression changed, and he looked towards the mountain gate.

  In the spiritual induction, a Nascent Soul spiritual pressure approached rapidly.

   "Is it Old Demon Acacia?"

   "Or Yun Yi old man?"

  Thinking like this, he nodded towards Zihong Zhenjun, and hurried to the mountain gate.

  The two real masters of Piaoxue Pavilion are Taoist couples, and they have always acted together. This time, they only felt a spiritual pressure, so they cannot be monks from Piaoxue Pavilion Nascent Soul.

  Accompanied by the spiritual pressure like mountains and seas, a huge red light came from the sky, and twenty or thirty monks were wrapped in it.

  When the light faded away, the "Old Demon of Acacia", whom Liu Yu had seen once, stood at the forefront.

"snort!"

  He Laomo snorted coldly, as if he wanted to show off his power, and the spiritual pressure did not restrain himself in the slightest.

  At the mountain gate, all the monks froze suddenly, as if a huge boulder was pressing on them, and they were a little out of breath.

  Looking down, a group of low-ranking monks stumbling around, He Laomo, who was wearing a pink robe, had a flash of disdain in his eyes, and stood still in the air without saying a word.

  In the distance, Liu Yu frowned as his spiritual sense captured this scene in his eyes.

  The distance between each other is less than ten miles, and there is no intention to hide it. It is impossible for the other party to be unaware of their own existence.

  But still doing this, the attitude can be described as very arrogant, obviously the appearance of the visitor is not good.

   "Perhaps in the eyes of this person, I am still just the junior Jindan back then, and I am not worthy to be compared with him."

  Thinking in this way, Liu Yu's face was expressionless, but a cold glow loomed in his eyes.

  If you let it go, and let the disciples of the sect below and the vassals of the Yuan Kingdom sway, although they will not say anything, their reputation will undoubtedly plummet.

  The other party is so domineering, good words of persuasion will not be of any use, it will only make him push forward, and he must fight back fiercely!

  In just a moment, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Liu Yu had already made a decision in his mind.

  The magic power in his body circulated suddenly, his figure disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he appeared at the mountain gate.

   "Boom!!"

   There is no nonsense, just like the real Nascent Soul Reiatsu, it is released from Liu Yu's body, facing He Laomo's Reiatsu head-on.

   "Boom!!"

  During the head-on confrontation between the two Nascent Soul Reiatsu, the surrounding aura suddenly became extremely chaotic, and there were explosions in the air one after another.

  Invisibly, the two powerful air engines collided continuously, and they clashed dozens of times in an instant.

  The next moment, the spiritual pressure covering many low-level monks suddenly dissipated, and they felt relaxed for a while, and they couldn't help but look up.

  One is wearing a pitch-black robe, the other is wearing a pink robe, both of which are unusually burly.

  A distance of about a mile, the two were agitating against each other in their robes, and two powerful air engines were colliding fiercely.

   "True Lord Qingyang!"

   "Acacia old devil!"

  The moment they looked up, thousands of low-level monks locked on to the two of them.

  Both breaths are as deep and unfathomable as the sea, and the wanton display of spiritual pressure makes people tremble with fear.

  Anyone has an indescribably strong sense of existence.

  Just standing there, even if you don't do anything, it's impossible to ignore.

  It seems that everything in the world revolves around the two of them.

  In comparison, even the aloof Jindan Daoist seems insignificant at this moment, and has been completely reduced to the background and foil.

   "Judging from the spiritual pressure, the strength of this old devil He is indeed comparable to that of the uninjured Tianfeng."

   "Better than the early monks I have seen before, such as "Qingshui Zhenjun"."

   "However, this level is still within the range that can be dealt with. There is no need to use the Sword of Destruction or other hole cards."

   During the confrontation, carefully feel the opponent's spiritual pressure and breath, Liu Yu thought silently.

  Although it is the Ninth Rank Golden Pill, it has built its foundation with the "Two-color Yuanying", and also took the "Yuying Pill".

  But the opponent is a small realm higher after all, if he just competes with Reiatsu, he will start to fall into the disadvantage in a short time.

  Because of the Zongmen's position, the two were inherently hostile, and it was almost impossible to reconcile.

  So Liu Yu didn't talk nonsense, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, showing a tough attitude.

  Do not give an inch!

   "This level of spiritual pressure is definitely not something that a newly promoted Nascent Soul can possess."

   "However, the news is absolutely true, and there must be no mistakes or omissions. It is true that the baby was born not long ago."

   "What method did Qingyang use to quickly pass through the stage of the newly promoted Nascent Soul?"

   "Could it be that old immortal Tianfeng prepared a "Yuying Pill" for him, or a spiritual thing with the same effect?"

   On the opposite side, He Wangtian was calm on the surface, but turbulent waves appeared in his heart.

   After two breaths, his Reiatsu was unreserved, but he barely gained the upper hand. The shock was indescribable.

  For a while, He Wangtian kept thinking, thinking of various possibilities.

  Yuying Pill is extremely precious, and the main medicine Yimei is almost extinct in Tiannan, so this pill has not been refined for thousands of years.

  But excluding all possibilities, in the face of the current real situation, he can only accept the reality.

  He Wangtian guessed that Tianfeng, the old man, should have prepared for him temporarily.

  As for what Liu Yu collected by himself, he subconsciously didn't want to think about it. This is undoubtedly the worst situation.

   You must know that in the Nascent Soul Stage, there is a huge gap between every small realm.

  Generally speaking, even if three Nascent Soul early-stage monks join forces, they can barely protect themselves against mid-stage monks. The gap can be seen.

  However, the spiritual pressure of a monk can largely represent the strength of mana, and it reflects part of the strength from the side.

  Reiatsu is only slightly inferior. Doesn't it mean that the opponent's strength is not too different from your own?

   Qingyang is just a newly promoted Nascent Soul, this conclusion is too absurd!

  Even if you take the "Yuying Pill" and directly pass through the stage of the newly promoted Nascent Soul, you are still just an ordinary early-stage monk, and there is still a huge gap with the mid-stage Nascent Soul.

   Wanting to compete directly is tantamount to fantasy.

  This possibility, although very small, but when He Wangtian thought of this, he was still terrified.

  Just because the other party is too young.

   "From the point of view of spiritual pressure, this person's strength is definitely not comparable to that of the new Nascent Soul, but even better than many old-fashioned early-stage monks."

   "The previous plan seems to be unworkable."

   Only two breaths into the confrontation, He Wangtian realized this, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

   Just when he was about to make a real move to suppress the opponent's arrogance.

  In the direction behind him, there were two Nascent Soul mid-stage spiritual pressures, which suddenly appeared at the same time.

   Wind and Snow Twin Immortals!

   Seeing this, He Wangtian sighed in his heart. Although he was very reluctant, he still had to give up.

  Among the five factions of Chu State, Piaoxue Pavilion is the most powerful, faintly overwhelming the other four factions.

  Piaoxue Pavilion, a man and a woman, are two true monarchs. They are Taoist couples who are good at combining attacks and can compete with the great monks in the late Yuanying period. They are known as "Snow and Wind Immortals".

  Counting Tianfeng who has already sat down, the ancestors of the five factions are all outstanding in the Yuanying realm, and their strengths are generally at the mid-term level.

  Because of this, the overall strength of Chu's Immortal Cultivation Realm is definitely not weak, and it was able to rank one of the Nine Nations League and the Seven Nations League successively, although the ranking is relatively low.

   The "Snow and Wind Immortals" appeared together, almost equivalent to half a big monk, and their strength completely overwhelmed the other four.

  That's why the other four factions need to work together in pairs to avoid being annexed by Piaoxue Pavilion one by one.

  For other Nascent Souls, He Wangtian can not give face.

  But the "Fengxue Twin Immortals" couldn't and couldn't be rude in person, so they didn't continue to attack.

  PS: There is still a big chapter in the early morning, and I will write the baby ceremony all at once.

  (end of this chapter)

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