Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 5 If I don't die in 300 years, I will definitely return to Yunlan Mountain
"I heard that you are going to guard the common people?"

"Is it the old man's stories about my world that got you excited?"

"You have to know that a story is a story after all. Ordinary things are nothing good."

An old voice sounded in the courtyard.

The figure at the stone table turned around.

His hair was as white as frost, his face looked like a withered pine, and he was wearing a blue Taoist robe, which was empty and rotten.

"Brother Lin," Zhang Li breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and said with a smile, "No one will bring you wine from now on."

"I'm afraid not many people have heard of your Jianghu stories."

Lin Chaoyang, Zhang Li's elder brother from the outer sect he met during a mission two years ago.

According to what Lin Chaoyang said, he is over 180 years old, and he has only ten years left before the [-]th limit of Qi training.

He doesn't have any demands now, he just wants to die in the door.

Lin Chaoyang and Zhang Li are old friends.

With no relatives, friends or descendants, Lin Chaoyang wanted to find someone willing to listen to the stories of his life.

Zhang Li happened to have wine.

"Boy Zhang, the mundane aura is exhausted. I'm afraid there will be no time to return after leaving." Lin Chaoyang looked at Zhang Li who was sitting at the table, and said softly.

Zhang Li shook his head, raised his hand, and a small jug appeared in his palm.

Not only wine jugs, but also wine glasses.

The clear wine was poured into the wine glass, Zhang Li picked up the wine glass and gestured towards Lin Chaoyang.

Lin Chaoyang was not surprised why an outer disciple had a storage bag, he just picked up the wine glass, clinked with him, and drank it down.

"In the world of mortals, there are songs and wine, and you can go boating in the rivers and lakes, but you are at ease." Putting down the wine glass, Lin Chaoyang's eyes became more intoxicated.

"Boy Zhang, last time you said that my Yunlan Dao Sect was in danger of being overthrown, but you didn't explain it clearly. Now that you are leaving, can you make it clear?"

Looking at Zhang Li, Lin Chaoyang's eyes flashed a gleam of inspiration.

Zhang Li lowered his head, filled the empty glass with wine, put down the jug, and said in a low voice: "Brother Lin, your lifespan is almost exhausted, why worry about it?"

After speaking, he brought a glass of wine to his mouth and drank it with his head raised.

Lin Chaoyang didn't hold the wine glass, but just looked at Zhang Li.

Zhang Li looked up, pondered for a moment, raised his hand, and put a stack of jade cards on the table.

"Deacon of Chiyang Peak, Su Xingyu."

"Crimson Sun Peak elite disciple, Zhang Kainian."

"The elite disciple of Chiyang Peak, Du Chen."

"The elite disciple of Chiyang Peak, Wang Mo."

"Xu Jianqi, an inner disciple of Chiyang Peak."

"A disciple of Chiyang Peak's inner sect, Du Jiang."

Brushing each jade tablet with the palm, Zhang Li looked solemn, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

In his eyes, there was a suppressed flame, which seemed to be burning.

"If Senior Brother Du Jiang hadn't blocked the sword with his body, I would have died."

Zhang Li stretched out his hand and tore off his shirt, a sword mark pierced his chest, and if the sword mark was a few inches away, it would penetrate his heart.

Lin Chaoyang frowned, and said lightly, "You're talking about the fight with Qi Yangmen three years ago, right?"

"You said it," Lin Chaoyang said with a trace of seriousness on his face, "I have also roughly understood that Qiyangmen did not seize the heart of my Yunlan Taoist mine."

"That chaotic battle was an accident."

"Qiyang Sect doesn't have the guts to face my Yunlan Dao Sect head-on."

There are two Jindan Supreme Elders in Qiyangmen, but they are both at the first level of Jindan, and the overall strength of the sect is far behind that of Yunlan Daozong.

Within a million miles, the number one sect has always been the Yunlan Taoist sect.

It was ten thousand years ago, it was a thousand years ago, it was a hundred years ago, and it is still the same now.

"What if I say it wasn't an accident?" Zhang Li put away the jade tablet in his palm, his expression turned calm.

"There are traitors in Yunlan Daozong."

"That time, we met a traitor from the sect and the Qiyang sect in a secret meeting in the mine, and we were silenced."

Whispering softly, Zhang Li's five fingers were clenched tightly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of aura, as if recalling the original scene.

Lin Chaoyang stared at him closely.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Li said in a deep voice, "That man's cultivation is so high and his combat power is so strong that even Uncle Su Xingyu, who is at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, can't resist ten moves."

At the third level of foundation building, he is already considered a master, with great strength in raising his hands and feet, flying into the sky and escaping from the ground is no problem.

If such a strong person can't block ten moves, then the opponent should be at least at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.

If you are above the fifth level of foundation building, you may be in a high position in Yunlan Daozong.

The elders in Jindan Realm seldom take care of sect affairs.

"What is a traitor at the Foundation Establishment Realm?" Lin Chaoyang picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and gently placed it on the table.

"You underestimated Daozong."

"You don't understand, under the golden core, there are all ants."

What Lin Chaoyang said was right.

The practice world speaks by strength.

This strength can be regarded as the strength of the sect, but more is the strength of the top powerhouse in the sect.

In Zhang Li's eyes, the Foundation Establishment Realm is a master.

But in the entire Taoist sect, only those in the Jindan state are the ones who really suppress the sect.

"That's right, all under the golden core are ants." Zhang Li sighed softly, filled the wine glass in front of Lin Chaoyang, and then whispered: "So for thousands of years, the Taoist sect has been using the lives of the sect's descendants to conquer the bitter cold land. "

"So," Zhang Li's eyes fell on Lin Chaoyang's face, and he said in a low voice, "So, since Elder Yun Teng retreated 300 years ago, all the shops and markets on Luyang Continent have opened to Yunlan Mountain."

"Brother Lin, do you know what the traitor exchanged with Qi Yangmen?"

Before Lin Chaoyang could open his mouth, Zhang Li said to himself, "Spirit-breaking flower, which is colorless and tasteless when mixed with elixir and tea, can block the circulation of spiritual energy for ten breaths..."

"Ten breaths, enough to do a lot of things."

"For example, interrupt the retreat of the Great Elder."

Lin Chaoyang's expression finally changed.

There was a gleam in his eyes that Zhang Li couldn't look directly at.

"So you say that Yunlan Daozong is bound to be in chaos?"

Zhang Li lowered his head and did not answer.

"Boy Zhang, how about staying here?"

After pondering for a moment, Lin Chaoyang's voice sounded.

Zhang Li shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, didn't you say that, every choice has an unimaginable opportunity behind it, and going to the mundane world may not be my chance."

After all these words have been said today, how could he stay?
Stay here, seem to have a chance, and then reveal everything before entering the inner door's xinxing detection formation?
Going is a must.

Lin Chaoyang was silent, and after a long time, he put a small jade bottle on the table.

"If you have a chance to return to the world of practice, kid, remember to go back to Yunlan Daozong."

"Don't worry, Daozong won't be defeated in 300 years."

Hearing this, Zhang Li stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, if I don't die in 300 years, I will definitely return to Yunlan Mountain."

"Brother you incense."

"Haha, good." Lin Chaoyang laughed loudly, turned around and left.

"By the way, if you go to the mortal world, help me see if there is anyone in Zhao Guolin's family."

Lin Chaoyang's figure faded away, and the smile on Zhang Li's face gradually faded.

With a low sigh, he lowered his head.

"Brothers and uncles, there is only so much I can do now."

"If I can return to Yunlan Mountain in 300 years, I will avenge your revenge with my own hands."

Stretching out his hand to hold the small jade bottle left by Lin Chaoyang on the table, he raised his head and looked out of the courtyard, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes.

"I still know that the secular name of Great Elder Yun Teng is Lin Xu."

……

At this time, on a three-story attic in the back of Yunlan Mountain, an old man in a green robe stood with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, a middle-aged man in his forties stood holding his breath.

"Chen Zhi, what happened three years ago was not done cleanly, do you know what to do now?" The old man's voice was full of majesty that made one's legs go weak.

The middle-aged man bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "Disciple understands."

"Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots."

(End of this chapter)