Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 675: Thousand Machine City

The mountain gate of Bixia Palace is a stone archway, which has been quietly covered with light moss after years of vicissitudes.

Below the archway, hundreds of girls no older than twenty years old lined up in a long winding queue, taking aptitude tests one after another.

Chen Suhui looked from afar and saw a temporary formation emitting a soft glow under the archway.

Whenever a girl steps on it, the formation will present all kinds of colorful light and shadow illusions.

There was a long wooden table on the side, and a female nun was sitting beside the table. She was observing the girls passing by the archway and taking notes.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she seemed a little absent-minded.

Luan Yiqing strode forward, tapped the table, and asked, "Junior Sister Gan, what's the situation?"

The female cultivator surnamed Gan shook her head and sighed, "This batch of disciples is the worst in Bixia Palace in recent years. If it weren't for the sudden change in Lingxiao Realm that caused us to suffer an unprovoked disaster, we wouldn't have recruited these mediocre people into the sect just to fill the labor shortage."

Hearing this, Luan Yiqing showed a mysterious smile on her face and said, "I have a surprise for you."

"Surprise?" The female cultivator named Gan looked surprised.

Luan Yiqing immediately turned around, waved to Chen Suhui behind the crowd, and shouted, "Chen Xuan, come here quickly!"

Chen Suhui heard the voice and walked over obediently.

She lowered her head, her complexion was pale, and her expression was a little nervous, perfectly showing the appearance of an ordinary mortal girl who had just entered a sect for the first time.

She looked very low-key and hardly attracted any attention from the girls queuing around her.

However, the spiritual energy around her surged like a tsunami, creating strong fluctuations, and rushed to where she was.

The female cultivator named Gan stared at her with wide eyes, not daring to believe her own perception for a moment.

The next moment, Chen Suhui walked to the archway.

The formation under her feet seemed to be activated, and suddenly burst out with thousands of feet of light, like the first rays of dawn, or like a pouring river of stars.

For a moment, the whole mountain was covered with clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The people around had never seen such a scene before. They were all dumbfounded, with shock written all over their faces.

Suddenly, a female cultivator dressed in colorful feather clothes and with her face covered with a veil, riding a flying sword, descended from the sky and landed steadily in front of Chen Suhui.

"Palace Master!"

Seeing this person, Luan Yiqing and the female cultivator surnamed Gan bowed in unison, their attitudes extremely respectful.

But the woman called "Palace Master" kept her eyes fixed on Chen Suhui, and seemed to be completely unaware of the existence of others.

"Fairy body..." she murmured.

As a cultivator of the eighth realm, although in her perception, Chen Suhui is indeed a genuine mortal who has never practiced cultivation.

But she always felt that an "immortal body" that only appears once in a thousand years appeared so close to Bixia Palace when Tai Shang Haotian was about to be promoted to the ninth realm, and happened to be picked up by Luan Yiqing who was out recruiting disciples. It was not as simple as it seemed.

  Is this a blessing or a curse for Bixia Palace?

Chen Suhui buried her head even lower, seeming to feel increasingly uneasy under the pressure from the Palace Master.

After a long silence, the Palace Master of Bixia Palace finally opened her lips slowly, her voice steady and majestic: "What's your name?"

"Chen Xuan." Chen Suhui answered softly. Although her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, it was clearly audible.

"Chen Xuan, from today on, are you willing to follow me and practice the Great Dao?"

"Disciple will do his best to live up to Palace Master's expectations."

The Lady of Bixia Palace inadvertently touched her cheek through the thin veil. Under the veil, a hideous scar was faintly visible. Although it had been a long time, it still had not healed. Then, she stretched out her hand to Chen Suhui: "Come with me."

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Gu Xu and several Qingque Sect monks arrived at the mountain gate of Mo Sect’s headquarters, which is also known as “Qianji City”.

It stands tall on the vast earth, constructed entirely of exquisite woodcraft and wonderful metal mechanisms, which is breathtaking.

The city gate is majestic, with dense gears and shafts on both sides. As visitors arrive, these mechanical components start to operate silently, as if they are performing a silent welcome ceremony.

They moved slowly along a road paved with precision metal plates, passing through rows of neatly arranged houses and streets.

As they went deeper, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away.

Finally, they arrived in front of a magnificent mechanical hall.

The roof of the hall soars into the sky, and is made up of countless precise wooden components and metal parts cleverly spliced ​​together. The door of the hall is wide and heavy, and is carved with intricate and exquisite patterns.

On both sides of the door stood a metal puppet several meters tall.

They are huge in stature, holding sharp swords, and their eyes are glowing red.

Gu Xu quietly examined this magnificent city of mechanisms.

Rune formations hidden in the shadows quietly came into his sight, and were immediately transformed by his "wisdom" authority into clear lines, groups of precise data, and detailed drawings...

Suddenly, a slight sound of mechanical operation broke the silence around.

Gu Xu and several cultivators around him looked in the direction of the sound and saw several beautifully carved wooden kites flying from the sky and slowly landing not far away. Several ordinary disciples dressed in Mo Sect uniforms jumped down from the kites.

"Are you from the Qingque Sect? Have you brought the necessary supplies?"

Their tone was very calm, and although they did not deliberately provoke, they naturally revealed the arrogance that disciples from large sects had when facing cultivators from small sects.

"Of course, of course." A cultivator next to Gu Xu nodded in agreement, quickly took off a storage ring from his finger, and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

One of the Mo Men disciples reached out his hand, took the ring, and then released a ray of spiritual consciousness to penetrate into it, examining it meticulously, as if he was afraid that it might be short of weight.

After three careful checks, he finally nodded slowly and said, "You can go back."

At this time, Gu Xu stepped forward and said politely: "I am the Grand Elder Meng Zhike of Qingque Sect. I am invited by the leader of your sect to stay in Qianji City for a few days."

"Grand Elder Meng Zhike? Is there such a person in Qingque Sect?" Hearing his words, several Mo Sect disciples were a little surprised.

But after a moment, they seemed to suddenly remember some information, their expressions suddenly changed, and they hurriedly bowed to Gu Xu, apologetically but sincerely saying: "It turned out that it was Elder Meng who came here. It is really our fault that we were careless and failed to recognize Elder Meng immediately. We hope you will forgive us for our negligence.

"I wonder if Elder Meng needs our guidance to tour the Thousand Machine City together? It just so happens that there is a wonderful puppet dancer performance at Xuanji Fantasy Square today..."

"No need," Gu Xu smiled and shook his head, "No need to bother you, I'll just wander around here casually.

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Great wasteland.

In the suburbs of Luojing City, Changchun Garden, the imperial study.

Gu Xu was dressed in a blue shirt, sitting at the desk, holding a brush in his hand, carefully sketching a complex and precise mechanism blueprint on the paper.

Xiao Wanjun sat opposite him, looking at him concentrating on thinking, and was a little absent-minded for a moment.

(End of this chapter)