Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 823 Longevity Tree

"Congratulations Brother Yang, congratulations Brother Yang, within ten years, Lingyun Sword Sect will be able to make a comeback under your leadership and become famous all over the world."

"I'm used to being lazy, and I don't have any big plans, but I never thought about taking over Lingyun Sword Sect."

"This……"

Pengfei was speechless. The vast majority of warriors cultivated for nothing more than to stand out.

But Yang Xuan is an outlier, and his behavior is completely out of the ordinary.

But watching his words and listening to his deeds, Pengfei could also tell that Yang Xuan probably really didn't take this Lingyun Sword Sect seriously.

Also, with Yang Xuan's talent and strength, as long as there are no accidents, sooner or later he will ascend to the legendary fairyland.

No matter how good the power in this world is, it is far inferior to entering the fairy world and living forever.

"I'm telling the truth, think about it, if I take over the position of head teacher of Lingyun Sword Sect, I'll be annoyed to death by all kinds of things all day long."

Yang Xuan spread his hands and said.

"Then why did Brother Yang go to Lingyun Sword Sect again?" Pengfei asked puzzled.

"The No. 19 head teacher of Lingyun Sword Sect is very kind to me. Now that Lingyun Sword Sect is in crisis again, I will naturally help out."

There is one more thing Yang Xuan didn't say, and that is to return the Zhushen Sword Formation.

Zhu Shenjian Formation is always the unique skill of the Lingyun Sword Sect, Yang Xuan doesn't want this unique skill to be lost, as to whether anyone can practice it, it doesn't matter to him.

In short, he, Yang Xuan, is worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth in his conduct, and he can be regarded as repaying Zhuang Wuming's kindness of teaching skills, with a clear conscience.

……

In the depths of the ground, an ancient palace lies on the ground, and the breath of time circulates throughout the body.

The palace is the Hall of Eternal Life.

Outside the hall, a sculpture of hundreds of feet stands, immortal.

The sculpture is a middle-aged man, dressed in Taoist robes, wearing a magic crown, with a handsome face and a bit of vicissitudes.

In those deep eyes, it seems to see through the world, but it also reveals a deep nostalgia.

"Brother, could this sculpture be..."

"That's right, it is the Immortal Lord of Longevity."

"So, the longevity tree is located in the hall of longevity?"

"Yes, unfortunately, with our strength, it is really difficult to get in."

There are thousands of people gathered on an empty land.

These people come from all heavens and worlds, and there are many young geniuses with extraordinary backgrounds.

Even so, no one can enter the Palace of Longevity.

To enter the Palace of Longevity, one must first pass the test set by the Immortal of Longevity. If one fails to pass, one will be injured at least, or even die at worst.

Without a little cultivation base and strength, entering the palace by force is courting death.

Since they came here to now, it is said that only hundreds of people have successfully entered the Hall of Eternal Life.

Those people have races, monster races, and alien races, and all of them are outstanding among the younger generation in their respective worlds. Everyone's cultivation has reached the peak of the divine power realm, their combat power is tyrannical, and there are few rivals among their peers.

Once a group of warriors from the same faction provoked one of them, but in just a few breaths of effort, he was completely killed by the opponent.

After a stick of incense, no one dared to act rashly.

At the same time, Yang Xuan and Pengfei came here.

Seeing that the two came together, and their cultivation had reached the peak of the divine power realm, there were whispers among the crowd.

"These two people have such high cultivation bases, it seems that they also came here for the longevity fruit."

"Hmph, high cultivation does not mean strong strength, and may not be able to pass the test of the Immortal Lord of Longevity."

Yang Xuan and Pengfei listened to all kinds of voices, and their faces were indifferent.

On the way here, Pengfei mentioned it to Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan also knew that if he wanted to enter the Palace of Longevity, he had to pass the test of the Immortal Lord of Longevity first.

For others, this test may be extremely difficult, and life may be at risk at every turn, but neither Yang Xuan nor Pengfei is afraid of it and does not take it to heart.

The two kept walking, strode through the crowd, and walked all the way towards the Hall of Eternal Life.

As the distance got closer, the sculpture of Immortal Monarch Changsheng trembled slightly, sending out a powerful momentum.

Under this momentum, Yang Xuan was shocked, and then returned to normal.

The same was true for Pengfei, as if he had never been affected by his momentum.

In the eyes of others, the pace of the two of them has not changed a little from the beginning to the end.

"So strong!"

"Another two peerless geniuses!"

"Those who can get the treasure, just don't know who will end up with those longevity fruits on the longevity tree?"

Just as the crowd was whispering, Yang Xuan and Peng Fei had successfully entered the Hall of Longevity, bypassing the sculpture of the Immortal Lord of Longevity.

……

There is only one passage in the Hall of Eternal Life. After walking along the passage for a while, the front suddenly becomes open.

Here, hundreds of well-dressed or ordinary young people stood still.

These people are all restrained, and they can tell that their strength is not bad at a glance.

In addition, hundreds of feet away in front of everyone, a huge ancient tree rose from the ground, which was particularly eye-catching.

The old tree is ten feet high, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

On some branches, there are more than a dozen fist-sized fruits that look like green emeralds, emitting bursts of hair-relieving fragrance.

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Longevity fruit!"

"Hehe, although the longevity fruit is good, you have to get it with your life. It's better for the two of you not to act rashly."

Nearby, a handsome man with a jade face and a paper fan in his hand smiled.

"Oh, I hope you can give me your advice."

When Yang Xuan talked to the other party, he also felt very strange, why so many young geniuses live here, but no one dares to step forward to take the fruit.

"The Longevity Tree is a tree of fairy spirits. Although it is now in a deep sleep, it is not something we mortals can blaspheme."

The handsome man was very talkative. While talking, he pointed away several young men with pale faces who were sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Seeing those people, they were trying to pick the longevity fruit in vain. They were injured by the momentum of the longevity tree, and they haven't recovered yet."

"That's it, thank you for letting me know."

Yang Xuan cupped his fists.

"Haha, meeting is fate, you don't have to be polite, little brother."

The handsome man laughed loudly, and said: "My humble Lu Mingxuan, from the Yanyun Great World, I wonder how Yang Xuan and this brother should be called?"

"Yang Xuan, Xuanhuang Great World, this is my friend Pengfei, from the Eastern Emperor Great World."

As soon as the words fell, a cold snort with hidden murderous intentions suddenly came.

"It's you, Pengfei!"

"It's me. I didn't expect you and I to meet here."

Pengfei said calmly, his eyes fell on a young man in the distance.

It was a young man in his twenties with an ordinary appearance. He was dressed in a black robe, and there was a trace of black air all over his body, giving people an extremely evil feeling.

There was no one around him a few meters away.

It's not that other people are afraid of him, but that the Yin energy in him is really uncomfortable.

"You should feel lucky that you didn't meet my elder brother here, otherwise you will never come back."

The young man said coldly.

Pengfei smiled without answering, turned his head and said to Yang Xuan: "This man's name is Leng Xinghe, and he is one of the nine great sons of Jietian Sect. Although his strength is not as good as the other eight, he is the most rebellious one among them."

(End of this chapter)