Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 112 Falling Cloud Sect Jiang Patriarch
Deprived of energy?

Standing on the terrace of the villa, Jiang Ning's thoughts wandered, as if returning to the strange yet extremely familiar past.

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"Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Jiang!"

"Senior brother, the Wanhun sect is extremely shameless, the guardian array is like a tortoise shell, and the disciples suffered heavy casualties!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, don't think about your broken spells, get out of the mountain!"

The woman's oriole-like voice resounded throughout the valley.

At this time, a yellow light flashed in the sky far away, and a bearded old man wearing a jade crown and a yellow robe suddenly appeared.

He looked at the girl in the red dress, his beard puffed up in anger.

"What kind of brother is called Patriarch, that is your Patriarch."

"I don't!" Wen Yuehan twitched her lips: "Brother Jiang obviously entered the sect at the same time as me."

"Look at Jiang Ning, and then look at you. His Nascent Soul has completed the Dzogchen? What about you, the golden core has not yet been cultivated, and the same is the root of the sky, so I am ashamed of you!"

Wen Yuehan glanced at Master Xu twice, and said:

"The leader of the Righteous Path Alliance is [-] years old like you. Why is he the leader of the alliance? Master, you are still in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?"

"I'm mad at me too!"

"Children can't be taught!" Uncle Xu flicked his sleeves angrily.

Another ray of light flew in from the sky, and a fat man dressed in black and riding a gourd appeared.

"Has Old Ancestor Jiang gone out yet?" He asked.

"Yeah, Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Jiang is playing with his broken spell again." Wen Yuehan said helplessly.

After hearing this, Senior Brother Lu shook his head: "None of his spells are useful."

"Are you traveling down the mountain?" Wen Yuehan asked.

"No, I'm doing serious business!" Senior Brother Lu patted his treasure gourd.

"Hidden and haunted all day long!"

"Then you have wronged me. This is what Jiang Laozu told me. He asked me to go to the Southern Region to find someone. I heard that he was looking for someone from his fellow villager. I have guarded the Southern Region for ten years, but there is nothing, alas!"

The yellow-robed old man next to him took a cold breath and said, "A few old guys from the Zhengdao League came to the door and asked me to give an explanation, saying that my eldest disciple has made a private life-long appointment with someone. You are good, there must be three!"

Lu Wenhao: "Master, you are wronged, I did not do it voluntarily!"

The old man in the yellow robe flicked his sleeves and said solemnly: "For the sake of your filial piety for the sect, I will not pursue it with you. You have to treat those little girls well. I will give you the share of Jidan within 50 years." The decision is up to them, so as not to make other sects laugh!
Lu Wenhao was hesitant to speak, his master usually had a pleasant face, if he was really angry, he would not be able to please him.

"Master, what Grandfather Jiang explained will continue. After more than 200 years, the so-called old man from his hometown is still missing. If this continues, it will be a waste of effort."

The old man in the yellow robe issued an order: "If you are told to do it, you will do it. Where is there so much nonsense? Not only do you have to do it, but also give me more power. Send ten more monks to build the foundation, and double the resources for cultivating immortals every year. Once anyone discovers the news, he will be given a core formation resource."

"Yes, Master!" Lu Wenhao was very obedient, and said again:
"Master, can you bring me with you when you go to Beiting to discuss matters today?"

"Kids, don't get meddled!" said the old man in yellow robe, he sighed inwardly.

The last time the Beiting discussed matters was 8000 years ago. In that war, more than a dozen Nascent Soul Dzogchen and hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators died.

The world of cultivating immortals almost broke the orthodoxy. I don't know what kind of disaster will happen to this world of cultivating immortals this time.

Just as he was sighing in his heart, the thousand-zhang-high mountain in front of him suddenly flashed a glaring crimson light, and the crimson light swelled in an instant, and finally reached the same height as the thousand-zhang mountain, like a flame giant standing on top of the sky, and then , scorching temperature swept over.

Uncle Xu flicked his sleeves, and a huge white light curtain quickly unfolded, covering the mountain peaks with a radius of hundreds of miles to avoid being burned by the flames.

Wen Yuehan is a Jindan cultivator with excellent eyesight. She looked at the white-clothed figure among the flaming giants. The white-clothed man was about 27 years old. Wang was as cold as water.

Touching those eyes, the admiration on Wen Yuehan's face slowly dissipated, and she became a little more lonely.

'Shen Sheng Bing Po Jue' has been cultivated to the extreme, and the whole person has no joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

Whenever Wen Yuehan faced Jiang Ning alone, he would always think that he was not alone, but a puppet without any emotional waves.

She squeezed out a smile: "Master, Brother Jiang is obviously so indifferent, why is his Nascent Soul real body a flame giant?"

"Shouldn't it be an ice giant?"

Uncle Xu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the flames occupying half of the sky, he suddenly said:
"Your Senior Brother Jiang's Heavenly Spiritual Root is Fire Spiritual Root."

Wen Yuehan and Lu Wenhao were incredulous, and said at the same time:
"Huo Linggen, then why can he practice 'Shensheng Ice Soul Art'?"

Uncle Xu shook his head, he didn't know, if it wasn't for the fact that he was going to participate in the Beiting discussion today, he would not have spoken about it, but this time, his life and death might be unpredictable, and the future of the sect would be in the hands of the two of them sooner or later.

A figure in white clothes stood in the hands of the flaming giant. The big flaming hands held the white clothes, and the scorching temperature couldn't hurt him at all.

The flame giant ran forward, the ground bumped and shook, his huge body was drawn into a full bow, and his giant hand resolutely threw it out. The man in white wrapped in incomparable strength, his body flew out, piercing the sky in an instant.

"Boom boom boom!" The explosion shook the sky, the thick clouds in the sky were pierced in half by the extremely powerful airflow, and a white mark continued thousands of miles away.

Uncle Xu withdrew his gaze and looked at the two apprentices with disdain.

Wen Yuehan wanted to talk, but didn't.

Lu Wenhao, who was playing the gourd, lowered his head. Every time he saw Jiang Ning showing off his power, he would feel as if he had lived on a dog. He obviously started at the same time, but it turned out that he had already achieved Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and he was still in the Golden Core Realm.

'Fortunately, Senior Brother Jiang doesn't have as many Taoist companions as I do. " Lu Wenhao comforted himself like this, and he felt much better.

"Lu Wenhao." Uncle Xu called his name.

"exist!"

"Youjue Ridge came out with two exotic gold elixir demon cultivators who dared to loot the Yan family's elixir garden. The ancestor of the Yan family asked for help. You should go there!" Master Xu said, planning to find something for the big apprentice to do.

Lu Wenhao was horrified when he heard the golden core magic cultivator:

"Master, do you want your apprentice to die!?"

Uncle Xu glared at him angrily, "A golden core that just broke through."

"So that's how it turns out, a few little golden elixirs are so arrogant in my Luoyun Sect's realm, they're really deceiving no one in my Sect, let's see Master Lu take care of them!" Lu Wenhao said boldly with a serious face.

He threw the gourd, and the gourd, which was originally the size of a flagon jug, swelled to more than ten feet. He rode the gourd away against the wind.

Watching the gangster leave, Master Xu looked at another gangster, and he threw a small boat the size of a palm:
"Use it first, you go to Wanhunzong to watch your old ancestor Jiang."

"I'll go to the sect for a walk." Uncle Xu dropped his words, raised his foot, shrank the ground an inch, and crossed a distance of several hundred meters.

Seeing the magic weapon of the boat, Wen Yuehan quickly hugged it into his arms. This is the magic weapon of master flying. It is rare for him to be so generous today.

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When Wen Yuehan rushed to Wanhunzong, he saw a mountain that was broken into several sections, the fracture was unusually smooth, as if it had been split into pieces by a sword.Originally, the main vein of Wanhun Sect was two thousand feet high, but now it is only five hundred feet high.

At five hundred feet away, a huge purple leopard, stained with purple blood, was lying on the mountain, dying a miserable death.

Wen Yuehan knew that it was the monster of the Wanhun Sect's sect, the Nascent Soul Realm, and it was also dead now

She continued to fly forward, the sky flickered with spiritual lights, and the monks of the two sects fought desperately, accompanied by screams from time to time, and figures fell from the sky.

Wen Yuehan flew to the back mountain, and in his consciousness, Brother Jiang stood in front of a few trees, his body motionless.

Wen Yuehan fell from the spirit boat and landed behind Jiang Ning.

Looking at the white-clothed figure in front of her, her thoughts wandered, and finally she sighed softly:
"Senior Brother Jiang, why are you staring at some locust trees?" She recognized those trees, although they were rare, there was nothing special about them.

Jiang Ning didn't say a word, just stood quietly.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand and lifted the entire mountain peak up. With the other hand, he drew a huge spiritual gate. He took the mountain peak into the gate and disappeared.

Wen Yuehan looked at the closed spiritual gate with a stunned expression, and immediately stomped her feet fiercely!
Brother Jiang obviously knows how to form a formation, why didn't he take himself with him, she still has to fly back!

Ten days later, Jiang Ning stood on the edge of the cliff, just like the locust tree next to him.

With a flash of yellow light, Uncle Xu landed beside him.

"Junior Brother Jiang, Beiting has issued an edict that every sect in Zhongzhou will produce at least one Nascent Soul cultivator, five Golden Elixirs, fifty Foundation Builders, and hundreds of Qi training disciples."

"Brother is leaving, and the sect will be handed over to you in the future."

Jiang Ning was silent.

Uncle Xu smiled, he had long been used to Jiang Ning's character, he handed over a sign and said:
"Oh, just now I went to pay homage to the ancestors of our Luoyun Sect. I told them that in the future, the sect will be handed over to you, the younger brother, and it will be considered worthy of the sect. If they don't speak, I guess they must have agreed. After all, you They are the only two Nascent Souls who have achieved great perfection since the establishment of our Luoyun Sect."

"With you in the future, we can guarantee the glory of our Luoyun Sect for a thousand years."

"I know you don't like miscellaneous things, don't worry, I won't let you take care of them for a long time, and when Girl Wen and Boy Lu break through Nascent Soul, let them take charge immediately!"

"Whatever you want to do in the future, just go ahead and tell them. If they say anything else, you will beat me hard!"

Jiang Ning still didn't say a word, Xu Shishu didn't feel disgusted, but talked in a rambling manner.

"Bei Ting recruited Zhengdao League, Zhongzhou Royal Family, Seven Great Families, and Hehuan Sect."

"Speaking of the Hehuan Sect, I just remembered that a few years ago, a little girl from their sect came to you. After 30 years, you just didn't say a word, and you left in anger. I heard that now you have broken through the Yuan Dynasty. baby."

"Hey, you boy is real!"

"The battle in Beiting this time is rumored to protect the world of cultivating immortals. The three elders of Beiting used the sky-watching technique to deprive the Qi mechanism of the Eastern Region and even the laws of heaven and earth. The opponent seems to be another powerful force. Been active in the Zhongzhou territory."

"They arrested two people. Those people didn't cultivate spiritual power, but something called source power. Hey, it's really strange."

"After searching for the soul, they started fighting against the Eastern Territory hundreds of years ago. If it weren't for a great monk from the Eastern Territory, I'm afraid they are still in the dark!"

"When you encounter such things in the future, you must pay attention. If anyone dares to deprive our Luoyun Sect of the laws of heaven and earth and destroy our orthodoxy, you must kill them for me!"

Uncle Xu said in his heart: "It's a pity that I can't see you showing off your prestige again. This time the war involves the orthodoxy of the world of cultivating immortals, and it must be endless..."

'I'm afraid I won't be able to come back. '

Uncle Xu had only regrets, he took out the jug of wine, poured a sip into his mouth, and smacked his lips without the demeanor of a sect master.

Then he turned the jug upside down and poured the rest of the wine on the ground.

"Junior brother, I'm leaving."

"Protect me of the Luoyun Sect's orthodoxy."

Uncle Xu was about to turn into a light, he hesitated for a moment, and said:
"Brother Cheng...let me apologize to you on his behalf."

"He said, you shouldn't be allowed to practice that exercise."

After saying these words, Master Xu turned into a ray of light and left.

The cliff, beside the tree.

Jiang Ning was still standing, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

(End of this chapter)