Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 146 Will I Be Expelled from the School (Subscribe)
When the Lich was in full swing, Xuan Chengzi had already returned to Kunlun Mountain.

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, Duobao, Jin Ling and others immediately came over to ask him the whole story of beheading the Nine Infant Demon Saint.

Although they can't cultivate in Kunlun Mountain, it doesn't mean that they are isolated from the world and don't know anything about the outside world.

On the contrary, Kunlun Mountain is the ancestral line of the East and the sacred place in the hearts of all immortals.

From time to time, immortals and gods come here to worship, and the latest news from the outside world will also be circulated.

Therefore, those things that Xuan Chengzi did outside were rumored in the wild, and they could all get the news at the first time.

But this time the news was really shocking.

Beheaded a quasi-sage!
This is something they dare not even think about.

Among the group of disciples, Duobao is the one with the deepest Taoism, but he is only the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and he is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the quasi-sage and great power.

Under the curious gazes of his younger brother and younger sister, Xuan Chengzi briefly explained what happened, including the fact that he killed the Nine-Infant Demon Saint with a sword intent to kill immortals bestowed by the Master Tongtian. Patriarch He's transaction and other unspeakable things.

After all, there are thousands of disciples on Kunlun Mountain, good and bad, who can guarantee that there are no undercover agents from Tianting?
After hearing Xuan Chengzi's answer, Duobao, Jin Ling and other Jiejiao disciples felt a little sour in their hearts.

Although they had already guessed this when they first heard the news that Xuan Chengzi beheaded the Nine Infant Demon Saint with a sword, but at this moment they still wanted to ask Bi Yougong:
Master, who is your disciple?
Why doesn't this Zhuxian Sword Intent give us a defense?

After dealing with the younger brothers and sisters, Xuan Chengzi retreated for a while.

In the previous hundreds of years, he didn't have much time to practice, and followed the ancestor Minghe to collect money and clean the battlefield.

Now is the time to count the spoils.

Before picking them up one by one, he didn't think it was a big deal, but now he got together and counted them together, and he realized that the harvest over the past few hundred years was really good.

There are more than one hundred pieces of all kinds of Houtian spirit treasures alone, and most of them are middle-grade spirit treasures that have been warmed for several yuanhuis.

It is enough to support him to practice refining tools and alchemy for a long time.

In addition, there is the bird egg that he attaches the most importance to.

It's just that he inspected it many times on the way back, and he didn't feel any life fluctuations, nor did he absorb vitality.

This is like an ordinary bird's egg, or the kind that can't hatch a bird.

So Qinyuan Yaosheng failed in Nirvana?

After Xuanchengzi returned to Kunlun Mountain, he specially called Yu Yixian to ask about the fire of Nirvana.

It's a pity that Yu Yixian was a posthumous child, and Yuan Feng had already fallen when he was born.

Although he also has some inheritance memories in his mind, there is no news of the fire of Nirvana.

And in Xuan Chengzi's own past life memory, there is no record of Yuanfeng's rebirth from Nirvana.

Perhaps it might be true, as Patriarch Styx said, the fire of Nirvana was a failed supernatural power.

Yuanfeng failed, and as her disciple, Qinyuan Yaosheng also failed.

Originally, I wanted to find out the secret of the fire of nirvana. After all, this is a magical skill that can save my life when I am dying, but now it seems that there is no hope.

Xuan Chengzi sighed, but didn't care too much.

Based on the principle of not wasting, he put the bird's eggs together with those sacred materials in his treasure bag, and kept them as materials for refining tools.

It's just that he didn't notice that a dull light suddenly flashed on the surface of the bird's egg that fell into the treasure bag, and a gleaming divine material beside it lost its luster in just a few moments.

Then the egg fell into silence again.

In the following days, Xuan Chengzi returned to his most enjoyable time.

Enlightenment every day, fishing, playing chess, teasing birds... Pointing to the little white crane, and occasionally going to experience the escape from the maze, who is undercover and other games to entertain the body and mind, and the life is quite comfortable.

However, after the previous cleaning and a period of precepts and deeds for the disciples of Jiejiao, the overall atmosphere has obviously improved a lot.

At least the scene of beating life and death to fight for a mountain top and grab a spirit fruit like before never happened again.

Duobao also has a lot of credit for this.

After leaving the customs last time, the head disciple of the Jiejiao wanted to discuss it with Xuan Chengzi, but after walking with Xuan Chengzi, he felt ashamed.

After that, Duobao devoted more time and energy to his younger brothers and sisters.

Anyway, when he reached his realm, practice no longer depends on water and kung fu to slowly polish, but depends on comprehension.

Over the past few hundred years, he has worried and worked hard for all his juniors and juniors, and he has not seriously cultivated. He did not expect that his Taoism would improve rapidly.

For a moment he thought he had found a shortcut.

After thinking about it for a while, he realized that it was because he was too tense before, and it was rare for him to relax during this period of time, so it had the unexpected effect.

There is a way of relaxation and relaxation, ups and downs in the heart, retracting and releasing freely, only then can you get the way!

After realizing this truth, Duobao suddenly remembered, it seems that the senior brother has always had this mentality since he first started.

No wonder he was able to overwhelm himself repeatedly.

I am not as good as senior brother!

Duobao looked at Xuan Chengzi who was paralyzed on the Xiaoyao chair by the Jinghu Lake, and said with emotion in his heart.

You must take the big brother as a role model!
Duobao made up his mind, landed on the edge of Jinghu Lake and used his magic power to transform into an identical leisure chair, and lay down comfortably on it.

comfortable--

It turns out that this is the life that immortals should live.

I should have joined in earlier.

Xuan Chengzi glanced at him, then turned his head to look at Yuyixian and Huanglong who were fishing not far away, and Guangchengzi, Chi Jingzi, Jin Guangxian and others who were playing chess in the gazebo. Junior sister Jinling who was in Yinluzhai, Piluxian and others who escaped and hung out in the maze all day long...

hiss--

It turned out that before I knew it, the atmosphere of Kunlun Mountain seemed to have been distorted by me!

This is the ancestral lineage of the East, the saint's dojo, and the holy place in the eyes of immortals, but now he has made it look like a resort. When the three masters come back and see this scene, will they expel themselves from the sect?
……

With the full-scale outbreak of the Lich War, how peaceful the Kunlun Mountains is, how chaotic the Great Desolate Continent outside is.

As time went by, the flames of war almost spread to the entire Primordial Continent.

Countless demon kingdoms on the ground were wiped out, and countless warriors of the Wu clan died in battle.

In the confrontation between the two clans, not only the great powers of both sides are fighting, but also the heavenly soldiers and generals of the monster clan heaven and the warriors of the witch clan are shedding blood.

Chaos has become the main theme of the flood.

There is no longer the peace of the past, and there are only endless killings.

Many neutral powers, such as Zhen Yuanzi, Yao Chi and others, have smelled unusual meanings from it, especially those powers who have experienced the calamity of the Dragon Han. The three tribes of phoenix, phoenix and unicorn are exactly the same.

Could it be that the calamity has been activated?

Aware of this, these neutral quasi-sages closed their doors tightly and ordered their disciples and followers not to go out.

……

Tens of thousands of miles south of Shouyang Mountain, there is a vast plain called Xiyi Field.

The land here is fertile, the rivers are densely covered, and there are many small birds and animals living here. It is an ideal habitat for the human race.

A human tribe of more than [-] people migrated here thousands of years ago, and soon developed and expanded. The population expanded hundreds of times, built many houses, and reclaimed good fields, as if they were evolving into farming civilization.

This evening.

As the patriarch of this tribe, Nuhong was also the ancestor of the first generation. She led the hunting team to perform divine movements, dragging many huge prey to the settlement.

The members of these hunting teams are all cultivated, full of energy and blood, and many of them have even touched the threshold of immortality.

This is also the capital for them to fight fierce birds and beasts.

Compared with other races in the prehistoric period, the lifespan of the human race is very short, and they were able to cultivate to this point within a hundred years, all because their cultivation method was specially created for the human race by the sage of Taiqing.

This method is called Jindan Dao.

Refining qi is like refining alchemy. Once the alchemy is completed, one can ascend to the sky and step into the immortal way.

This is something that many prehistoric races would not envy.

Seeing that the tribe was already in sight, everyone was laughing and discussing what they had seen during the day.

The female patriarch's complexion suddenly changed, and he looked into the air vigilantly.

I saw a monster cloud rolling from the sky, carrying a strong smell of blood.

The rest of the hunting team also noticed the abnormality, stopped and looked into the sky warily.

The demon cloud stopped when it flew over everyone's heads, and everyone clearly felt several powerful divine thoughts passing over them.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly puzzled voice sounded.

"These are the human races created by His Majesty Wa? They look thin and tender, but I don't know how they taste."

Immediately afterwards, someone smiled and said, "Why don't you eat one? After fighting against the Wu Clan for so long, I haven't tasted blood food for hundreds of years."

"Then try it?"

The conversation from the cloud made Nu Hong's heart shudder, and she quickly said via voice transmission: "You guys run away!"

Before the words were finished, a bloody mouth protruded from the demon cloud, and swallowed a human man who was about to step into the immortal way into his stomach.

Seeing this scene, the people below didn't hesitate anymore, and fled in all directions.

Holding a bronze spear in her hand, the female patriarch jumped up from the ground and charged towards Yaoyun.

Whether she is the first generation ancestor or the tribal patriarch, she must save her clansmen.

However, in the next moment, a sharp claw covered with gray hair protruded from the demon cloud, piercing his body instantly.

"Hey, it's just a fairy, I really don't know how to live or die!"

The sharp claws retracted, bringing the female patriarch back into the demon cloud, and then there was a heart-piercing scream and the sound of chewing and swallowing in the demon cloud.

As the screams became weaker and weaker, the demon god in the demon cloud suddenly gave a soft "Hey", and said strangely: "It's really strange that the flesh and blood of this human race can increase mana after eating..."

The demon cloud gradually dissipated, and two tall figures with wolf heads and human bodies appeared in the sky.

One of the wolves has a gray head and a beard that is more than a foot long under his chin. His eyes are full of surprises: "Since I have obtained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, ordinary panaceas have not had much effect on me. I didn't expect that today I just took the human race." Heavenly Immortal, unexpectedly increased a lot of mana, which is almost equivalent to my hundred years of hard work... This is still under the condition of not refining."

The wolf-headed demon god next to him had pitch-black hair, bared his teeth, and said with a strange smile: "I feel it too, the human race I ate is weaker, and has almost increased the mana of several years of penance. You said that if we pass this news tell the others..."

"Don't! At least not now... Why don't you and I enjoy such benefits alone?"

"That's right. Isn't there a human tribe ahead? Let's eat up all the people in this tribe first."

"I also have the same intention. Eat up here, go back to retreat for a while, refine the flesh and blood into mana, and then report this matter to the Commander, maybe you can get some rewards for it..."

The two demon gods looked at each other and smiled, and then each showed their true wolf bodies about ten feet tall, opened their huge mouths towards the human tribe in the distance, and sucked hard amidst bursts of horrified screams, and there were countless figures. Being swept up by the strong wind, it fell into their mouths...

(End of this chapter)