Immortal in my old age, I will live forever

Chapter 192 233: In the early days!Today we want Luosan City!

The dilapidated and desolate gathering place in the past is quite prosperous now. The streets are very spacious, and the spacious streets can accommodate five carriages at the same time.

However, the main road in the middle is long, and the residential buildings on both sides of the road are connected with shops, such as the shop of magic instruments, Lingmi shop, talisman shop, etc., and there are big trees planted every seven or eight feet along the road, covering the road.

There are also spiritual plants planted in the courtyards of some monks.

Looking south, you can just see the location of the former Baijinhan Hairpin Flower Building, and a tall building has been built.

"These are masterpieces that Qiangzi has made conveniently when rebuilding Luoshan City these years. It can be regarded as a return to his hometown after rebuilding and perfecting the construction of his hometown."

Chen Dengming was standing on the main road at this time, looking at the surrounding scene with a little emotion.

He also looked at the rushing people around him, there were innate mortals as well as monks.

This kind of pattern where immortals and mortals live together is not much different from the old days.

But probably due to the fact that the war had already started, many people looked dignified and solemn, and walked in a hurry, few people stopped to communicate, and they walked around the high wall and deep courtyard behind, as if they were afraid of disturbing.

Chen Dengming had already covered himself with spiritual consciousness, which was equivalent to blinding the eyes. It was difficult for non-foundation cultivators to detect his existence.

He looked at the high wall behind the tall building in the distance, and the green tile roofs among the trees behind the wall, the shape is generous and quite imposing.

The verdant banyan trees in the courtyard are verdant, and the lush leaves are whirling in the wind.

The tree is still the same tree, but the building is not the same building at that time.

However, he has already noticed that the aura of Jiang Qiang, Zhu Xun and others is in the high walled courtyard.

As he approached the past.

In that courtyard, the Heiyun Leopard, who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, suddenly raised his ears, raised his nose, opened his eyes and woke up in a start, and immediately climbed up his huge body. This action immediately alarmed other people in the courtyard.

"Senior Black Panther, this is?"

"Why are you wagging your tail so excitedly?"

The dark head of the Hei Yun Leopard was revealed directly over the high wall, and he immediately saw Chen Dengming walking down the street.

"Woo—————"

The Black Clouded Leopard immediately let out a melodious cheer and whine, and its four claws happily pawed the ground, like an excavator digging a few holes in the ground of the courtyard.

"Senior Black Panther?"

Jiang Qiang walked out of the house in surprise.

The next moment, I saw a flash of golden light, and a familiar figure appeared out of nowhere in the courtyard, his eyes froze immediately, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother Chen!"

"Hadron."

Chen Dengming smiled, looked at the black wind coming out of the room, and nodded slightly.

"Senior Chen!" Hei Feng saluted with shame and frustration.

"You handed over Luoshan City to the junior, but the junior didn't keep Luoshan City. This is the biggest mistake of the junior, please punish me senior!"

Hearing this, Chen Dengming chuckled and shook his head, "The Jindan Patriarch of Hanji Sect came to forcibly confiscate Luoshan City, if you can keep it, that would be strange, what's the crime?"

At this time, other people around had already knelt on the ground, and they all paid respects to this frighteningly famous Daozi of longevity, silent like a cicada.

Even Wang Shizhen, a fellow from Nanxun, has been living in the world of cultivating immortals for a long time now, and has experienced all kinds of beatings with low qualifications, and he already knows that Chen Dengming, a fellow from Nanxun, is unfathomable.

At the same time, his heart was full of fear and confusion.

He didn't understand why Chen Dengming was able to achieve such an achievement when he clearly only had the aptitude to subdue the low-level spiritual root.

But if he doesn't understand it, he can't understand it. These doubts can only be buried in his heart forever and become a secret. He absolutely dare not reveal the slightest bit.

"Get up, everyone, you are also the heroes of the construction of Luoshan City."

Chen Dengming glanced at a group of monks in the Qi training period, and smiled plainly.

But they didn't directly choose to ignore these people as air just because they were all casual cultivators with humble backgrounds.

He also came here in the same way at the beginning, how could he look down on this group of people who were in the same situation as him because he had climbed high enough?This is completely contrary to his state of mind and spiritual cultivation.

A group of qi practitioners thought they heard it wrong.

Daozi Changshou, who is many times more noble than the ancestors of the Jianji family, is flattered to pay attention to these little people.

When many people were in a trance, Chen Dengming had already entered the back room.

"How is Zhu Xun?"

With a solemn expression, Jiang Qiang led Chen Dengming to an ancient well behind the house and said, "Brother Chen, Lao Zhu was seriously injured. It seems that he was plotted against by the old dog of Zhuang. After recuperating for so long, he still hasn't recovered."

Chen Dengming frowned and walked towards the gloomy ancient well. With a flash of gold in his eyes, he saw a head with thinning hair soaked in the ancient well.

In that head, Zhu Xun's ghost power was a little wilted.

"Hey!"

Chen Dengming called softly.

In the ancient well, Zhu Xun was disturbed and woke up from a deep sleep. He emerged from the water with a splash, his pale eyes looked from the bottom of the well to the mouth of the well, and a gleam of brilliance flashed across his eyes, and slowly flew out of Lin He's head. The soul floated out.

Suddenly there was a gust of overcast wind, and the air temperature seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

But seeing that Zhu Xun's soul body was actually much weaker.

Even in the depths of the dark gray soul body, there are faint traces of mental fluctuations like golden threads passing by, trying to split it apart, causing it to scream in pain from time to time.

"Gold core consciousness!"

Chen Dengming frowned, sullen in his heart, and protruded a divine sense, and used the alchemy formula to search for Zhu Xun's ghost.

Soon, it was discovered that the power of Jindan's spiritual consciousness was raging deep in Zhu Xun's soul.

It's no wonder that Zhu Xun's injury has been difficult to heal since he was injured, mainly because the golden core consciousness cannot be dispelled.

It was as if a piece of rusty iron had been pierced into the flesh and blood. It would be good if the flesh and blood did not rot and deteriorate. How could he heal.

This is because Zhu Xun, as an evil ghost, has the supernatural power to devour and pollute the spirit, presumably he has devoured and polluted a lot of consciousness, otherwise the situation will only get worse.

Chen Dengming's eyes flashed with divine light, and his eyes seemed to turn into whirlpools, and in an instant, he slowly sucked out the golden core consciousness in Zhu Xun's body.

The air was instantly filled with oppressive and impetuous breath.

Amidst Zhu Xun's painful roar, golden threads were pulled from his soul body, sending out a frantic mental wave.

Jiang Qiang and the others were so close that they felt dizzy and dizzy just by being affected, and their heads were extremely painful.

"Whizzing--"

The spiritual consciousness that was sucked out was like a poisonous snake, instinctively struggling, like golden threads entangled together, launching a counterattack.

Chen Dengming snorted coldly, and his eyes suddenly showed their sharpness, like a sword passing by, and the tyrannical consciousness turned into two divine lights and cut out directly.

Immediately, a ferocious mental fluctuation exploded, and the golden core consciousness like a ball of golden thread was shattered and disappeared invisible.

A residual spiritual force spread out.

As soon as Chen Dengming stepped on his feet, a faint golden light flashed on his body, swallowing all the spiritual power in an instant.

Jiang Qiang and Hei Feng were already sitting slumped on the ground, their minds were in a daze, and the other fell into a faint.

Even if Jindan Daxiu made a move deliberately restrained, just a little fluctuation and spiritual power escaped, which was already unbearable for them.

...

at the same time.

Far away in Luoshan City.

Zhuang Fangyu, who had just flown out from the depths of the spirit veins for a short time, changed his expression slightly. He realized that the divine consciousness left in the ghost's body that he had severed had been wiped out, so he couldn't help frowning.

"It seems that the relationship between that ghost and this Daozi of longevity is extraordinary."

He was already in a bad mood and thought of a lot.

However, after all, he was also a middle-stage Jindan cultivator who came out of the Fengxing Sect in the past, so it is impossible for him to just give up Luoshan City, where is the face to be put.

"Climbing, are you ready?"

He suddenly transmitted the voice to the elder Establishment in the gate.

Outside the hall, the burly Panfeng immediately entered the hall and bowed to salute, "Old Ancestor, I'm ready. According to your request, I selected eight female disciples for Qi training and prepared a thousand pieces of high-grade spirit crystals. "

He said, his heart was bleeding, and he gritted his teeth, "Ancestor, do you really have to pay such a high price? Even if his longevity Taoist has broken through the Golden Core, after all, he has only just broken through the Golden Core. Fear?

Besides, we have a war order, does he still dare to disobey the war order? "

"Stupid! Now the plan can't keep up with the changes. This longevity Daozi was able to kill the golden core when he was a fake core. Now that he has become a golden core, I may not be able to force him back.

Moreover, with this person's potential, the future is immeasurable. "

Zhuang Fangyu's face was gloomy and ugly, he stared at Panfeng coldly, and said, "At the beginning, you were asked to investigate the details of Luoshan City, but you only found out one Nanshan Zong Zhuxun, and then you couldn't take it down, so I had no choice but to take action.

Unexpectedly, another Daozi of longevity appeared on the way. If he had known that he was a Daoist of longevity, why bothered to touch the hot potato in Luoshan City earlier? "

When Panfeng heard the words, he looked ashamed and lowered his head.

He knew that at that time, the ancestor had already opened his bow and there was no turning back. In order to ensure that the other families succumbed and moved away, even if they knew that Luoshan City belonged to the Daozi of Longevity, they had to take it by force, but they were also prepared for war in the next few years. When it's over, prepare to evacuate from here.

At that time, Luoshan City will be regarded as returning to its original owner, and the resources of several other companies will also be emptied.

No matter how powerful Daozi Changshou was, he would never be so bored that he would take back Luoshan City and even fight to the death with a middle-stage Jindan monk.

But now, the plan really couldn't keep up with the changes, and Changshou Daozi broke through the golden core so quickly.

This makes it difficult to close the situation.

Because of this juncture, the Han Jimen has established absolute prestige in this area, and holds a war order, and it is absolutely impossible to give up easily just because Changshou Daozi came to ask for the territory, otherwise what is the prestige.

"Bring your things and let's go! We will take the initiative to meet this Taoist, hoping that he can understand the situation and don't embarrass me."

Zhuang Fangyu got up, waved his hands, flew out of the hall, and sat on a flying magic weapon like a golden chariot. Two foundation-building monsters were towing the cart in front, full of style.

Panfeng immediately followed, calling his disciples to send the carefully selected eight qi training female cultivators to the spirit boat, and then quickly followed them away.

Seeing that some of the disciples among the eight female cultivators were crying, Panfeng suddenly turned cold and scolded.

"I don't know what it means. Letting you serve Senior Jindan, this is a great fortune for you. With a sad face, who is it for?"

A group of female cultivators were suddenly so intimidated by the foundation building spirit that their faces turned pale, and they knelt down one after another, panicking in their hearts.

They are also unusual female cultivators, some are the children of the Xiuxian family, and some are the princesses of the mortal dynasty, who were sent to join the fairy sect.

Although the best qualifications are only middle-grade spiritual roots, they are definitely excellent resources for female cultivators. Marriage to monks of the same realm can get a lot of gifts, and each of them used to be proud in their respective territories. My master, but now he is being sent to serve Senior Jindan.

What good fortune is not good fortune, smart people know that sometimes good fortune may not be there, and when encountering some weird hobbies, they may lose their lives.

As for the beautiful dream of female qi practitioners fascinated by Jindan Daxiu and the phoenix flying on the branches, they dare not have it.

Panfeng's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly, "If you are chosen, you have no room to refuse, think about your family.

If you don't win the favor of the senior Jindan this time, there is no need for you to stay in the sect. It just so happens that there is a shortage of people on the battlefield, and the other disciples have shed blood for the sect and the southern region. , why can you still stay in the sect and practice with peace of mind? "

The eight female cultivators were even more terrified when they heard the words, but they could only calm down immediately and forcefully smile.

Zhuang Fangyu, who was in the golden chariot in front of him, was indifferent.

Each sect has its own way of doing things, not every sect is as gentle as the Changshou sect.

The style of Hanjimen is actually similar to that of many immortal sects, with indifference in cultivating immortals, tight resources, and interests first.

Joining the Hanjimen, gaining the Immortal Law of the Hanjimen, being under the protection of the Hanjimen, practicing in the land of spiritual veins, and being able to get the teachings of the elders of the sect, this is the three things of "wealth, companionship, law, and land" 'Couple, Law, Land' resources.

The Cold Pole Sect also obtained the resources of 'disciples' accordingly.

Resources like disciples can also create wealth for the sect.

Even the disciple itself is a kind of wealth.

Sending out the female disciples in the sect, if you can make good friends with a big Jindan Daoist, it will be a profitable business. Not only will you resolve a grudge, but you will also get a new contact. This is the most normal among superiors. exchange of resources.

What Changshou Daozi lost was nothing more than two first-level spiritual veins and the right to use a mountain city for several years.

He can also promise that he will never destroy the spiritual vein.

Both sides are friendly and win-win, what is sacrificed is the happiness of some female disciples, and what is harvested is the resources and interests of other cultivating families.

The gentry's money will be returned in full, and the common people's money will be divided into thirty-seven.

The Cold Jizong gained the prestige and benefits that needed to be maintained, and the loss of the Longevity Daozi could also be made up for, so why not do it.

Zhuang Fangyu couldn't think of a reason why Chen Dengming would refuse.

Not long after, the outline of the city of the gathering place was seen ahead.

But at this moment, Pan Feng, who was on the spirit boat, suddenly widened his eyes, and saw a figure with a faint golden glow flying out of the opposite city.

That figure is like a golden sun, eclipsing everything in the surrounding environment.

The air around him distorts and turns into a blur of ripples as it flies. What's even more chilling is that a large piece of spiritual energy seems to be siphoned to its side, forming a phantom aurora.

"Longevity Taoist!?"

The eight female cultivators behind him had all fainted, and Panfeng felt that his consciousness was being scorched by a scorching sun that burned everything.

The terrifying spiritual power was burning his spirit, and his heart seemed to be scorching and burning, full of a strong sense of crisis.

terror!
There are still more than ten miles away, and the divine sense diffused by Changshou Daozi seems to contain anger. Even if the target is mainly the ancestors in the golden chariot in front, it is only the aftermath, which makes him such a late-stage foundation-building monk unable to bear it. live.

"Changshou Taoist, why are you so angry?"

At this time, a huge and icy power of spiritual consciousness diffused out from Jin Nian in front of him.

Climbing the peak suddenly felt relieved, and the back was covered with cold sweat.

Suddenly, at this moment, a cold snort hit the heart like a heavy hammer, causing a roar.

"Old ghost Zhuang! Mr. Chen has always been respected by people, and I respect others. You robbed my city, injured my brother, and still want me to be polite?"

boom! ——

Panfeng was shaken all over his body, his heart skipped a beat, and his head sounded like it was about to explode.

He felt a pressure as if the world was collapsing, pouring over.

On the opposite side, the golden light scorched the soul and spirit, and there seemed to be a majestic figure appearing in the huge golden light, reflecting the soul, with sharp tiger eyes and white hair evil.

Immediately, his face was as blue as a hen hatching an egg, the grooves in his spine tightened, and his calves twisted.

The foundation-building monsters on the two trailers also screamed in terror.

Inside the golden chariot, Zhuang Fangyu stepped out with a frown, his body gradually glowing with golden light, and said calmly.

"Your Highness Daozi, this Luoshan City is land expropriated in a war zone. This seat is not a robbery. I have already promised that after the war, this city will be returned to you."

Chen Dengming stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back, shrouded in a dazzling golden light of alchemy, and confronted Zhuang Fangyu with a strong spiritual power. Suddenly, the silver lights in his eyes condensed, and a surge of overwhelming momentum surged up, and he said calmly.

"Your promise is to force people to expel my brother. I don't agree! I will take back Luoshan City today."

(End of this chapter)