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

Chapter 85

Qi refiners from the East China Sea came to Luojing.

Zhang Li was not surprised by the news, but why did the Qi refiners in the East China Sea challenge Jing Yuanguan?
When Zhang Li arrived at Yuanchen Hall, Wang Qingyang and others all stepped forward and bowed.

Even if they don't admit it, they all understand that in the past year, Jing Yuanguan has greatly improved its reputation by relying on this uncle.

From Zhang Li on the Luoshui Thunderbolt Extinguishing Demons to the decoction for dispelling evil spirits at the gate of Jingyuan Temple, the reputation of Jingyuan Temple has been tied to this Thunder Immortal Master.

Everyone knows that Immortal Master Thunder is Mr. Jing Yuan Guanzhang.

"Master Uncle, the bodies of those killed Yuanwutang disciples have been sent back."

"This is my fallen disciple of Jingyuan Temple."

"We have already checked, and it was indeed killed by a Qi refiner." Daoist Yuan Qing led Zhang Li to the stretcher in the hall, where a lying body had no breath.

"The muscles and bones are shattered, and the blood in the internal organs is pouring out."

"The usual method of Qi refiners in the East China Sea."

Taoist Qingli who was standing beside the stretcher spoke in a deep voice.

Both Qingli and Qingji are stationed in the library, and there are many classics in the building, including records about qi refiners.

Zhang Li squatted down, and his palms gently moved over the body of the disciple who died.

Indeed, as Taoist Qingli said, his muscles and bones were shattered, as if he had been hit by a thousand pounds of force.

But this kind of heavy blow is also a hidden strength, causing the deceased's internal organs to rupture instead of breaking the body.

Standing up, there was a gleam of light in Zhang Li's eyes.

He had seen this kind of attack method from a book he brought with him.

"The Stele Breaker."

"Luo Wuzhou's brutal technique."

The world of practice is said to be 36 floating continents, each of which has a radius of tens of millions of miles, and the cultivators on them form a group of sects of their own.

In fact, how many Suspended Heaven Continents are the Luyang Continent Dazong, and the Yunlan Dao Sect, the number one sect in a million miles, does not know.

The classics in the Yunlan Taoist Sect only have records about the seven or eight surrounding Tianzhou, which are still very vague.

It is said that to cross the sea of ​​heaven between the continents, one must either have a strong person in the late Jindan stage lead the team, or take the teleportation array left over from ancient times.

There are only a few late Jindan members in the Yunlan Dao Sect, who dare not stay away from the sect. As for the ancient teleportation formation, it is just a legend, and no one has actually seen it.

"Master, do you know the techniques of a Qi refiner?" Wang Qingyang asked in a low voice when he saw Han Li's expression.

"Maybe it's the barbaric cultivator of Luo Wuzhou in the practice world." Zhang Li turned around, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure if it's true or not."

From what Zhang Li saw in the classics, Luo Wuzhou Manxiu is a cultivation method handed down on a Tianzhou not close to Yunlan Taoist Sect.

The so-called barbaric cultivation is a method of practice that claims to inherit the ancient inheritance, subdue energy and collect essence, combine physical body and spiritual energy, and is close to physical training.

According to the classics, it is an extremely backward practice method that is not valued by Lu Yangzhou and other cultivation continents, so it is called "barbaric cultivation".

But this kind of practice method is actually not inferior in terms of combat power to the method of building a foundation with aura and true energy that is popular in the practice world today.

The author of that travel note, the senior Yunlan Daozong, has seen the brutal cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Realm take action, and their strength crushed the immortal cultivators of the same level.

Luo Wuzhou is also a cultivation continent whose overall strength is still higher than Luyangzhou, but it is far away from Luyangzhou, and there is basically no intersection with each other.

If Zhang Li hadn't read the classics of travel notes, he wouldn't know about this Tianzhou.

The Stele Breaker is also the most common combat technique among the brutal cultivation techniques.

At the beginning, the senior felt the domineeringness of the brutal cultivation method, so he specially studied several combat skills of the brutal cultivation method.

It was also after this research that the senior left behind the words that the ruthless cultivation method is similar to body training.

In fact, for the vast majority of Qi training realm cultivators, other heavenly continents are impossible to set foot in in a lifetime.

More low-level immortal cultivators may not even step out of the ten thousand li or one hundred thousand li of their own sect.

From a certain level, low-level immortal cultivators are no different from ordinary mortals in the mortal world.

Zhang Li has never seen Luo Wuzhou's Manxiu before, and he is not sure just based on the records in the classics and the fatal injury.

If the Qi refiners in the East China Sea are savage cultivators from Luo Wuzhou, does that mean that they have a passage from the world of practice to the ordinary world here?

If this is the case, will he be able to leave the mortal world early and go to the world of practice?

Wang Qingyang and the others looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, my uncle knew about the origins of Qi refiners.

You must know that in the past 500 years, no matter whether they were exiled to guard their disciples or inherited from various sects, they have not found out the origins and identities of these East China Sea qi refiners.

What kind of background does my uncle have?
Wang Qingyang spread out a bloody scroll.

"The leader of Zhao Guo's Taoist sect, that's all."

The words are like seal cutting, with a bloody edge.

Writing a message in blood, and being so provocative, is indeed a challenge.

Zhang Li made some calculations and narrowed his eyes.

A gas refiner from the East China Sea entered Luojing and left such a letter of war.

As the leader of Jingyuan Taoism Sect, it is impossible for this matter to be kind.

Several of the world's great masters have come to Luojing.

One month later, King Wu Zhao Cheng returned to Luojing.

The turmoil in the court of Zhao State and the chaos in Luojing are within this month.

As long as Zhao's throne is established, outsiders will have no chance to take advantage of it.

Looking at it this way, the gauntlet written by the Qi refiners in the East China Sea is related to Zhao Guochaotang?
Wang Qingyang bowed to Zhang Li, and said in a low voice: "Master, my Jingyuan Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and I never act recklessly."

"But it will never allow outsiders to provoke it."

"This time, I, Jing Yuanguan, decided to go all out and fight to the death with the Qi refiners of the East China Sea."

Zhang Li's eyes fell on him.

With Zhang Li's current cultivation base, he can easily see through the strength that Wang Qingyang tried to hide.

Martial arts Grand Master Realm.

Not the martial arts master that outsiders think, but the great martial arts master.

It's just that his martial arts cultivation base is obviously not a breakthrough on the right path, and his cultivation base is not stable, and he is regarded as the bottom among the great masters.

Stepping into the Martial Dao Grandmaster realm by himself, Zhang Li also knows the gap between a Grandmaster and a Grandmaster.

Great masters like Wang Qingyang can easily crush the master realm, but for great masters like Dongfang Jing and the others, it's not enough.

Perhaps it was because Wang Qingyang knew this that he tried his best to endure it, and never let outsiders know his cultivation level?
"It should be so." Zhang Li nodded and said.

Taoist practice advocates pure cultivation, but it does not mean that there is no blood.

Those who are forced to come to the door without beating them are not called forbearance, they are called shrinking heads.

In a world where martial arts are respected, only the stronger can be respected, and those who retreat can only be swallowed and oppressed step by step.

Zhang Li was also very curious about how strong the Eastern Sea Qi Refiner who might be related to Luo Wuzhou Manxiu was.

Seeing that Zhang Li didn't object to Jingyuan Temple's competition with Qi refiners from the East China Sea, Wang Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Zhang Li can't make a move, with him around, Jing Yuanguan's rear can be kept stable.

Seeing Zhang Li leaving the hall with his hands behind his back, Wang Qingyang's tense face revealed a trace of relief.

"Bury the disciple who died this time."

"Withdraw everywhere to inspect the disciples. With their cultivation base, even if they meet a Qi refiner, they will die."

"Also, if the master of this temple dies in battle," Wang Qingyang turned around, looked at the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "Yuanqing, you will take over as the master of Jingyuan temple."

Everyone was stunned.

"Guanzhu, why is this—" Taoist Yuan Qing hastily whispered.

Wang Qingyang waved his hands, and there was a gleam in his eyes: "The matter of Dongfang Jing's demon cultivation has not yet been resolved, and the Qi Refiner of the East Sea is here to provoke again."

"No matter which one it is, it may hurt the foundation of my Jingyuanguan foundation."

Jingyuan Temple is the Zongmen of Zhao Guozhen, and Dongfang Jing is a demon cultivator. Jingyuan Temple has the responsibility to capture it and put it in the Demon Town Tower. If not, it will be negligence of duty.

The East China Sea qi refiner killed Jing Yuanguan's disciples to provoke him. If he can't deal with it properly, Jing Yuanguan's hearts will be scattered.

The dignified state of Zhao guards the sect and does not avenge the death of the disciples in the sect, so what prestige is there?

Taking a deep breath, Wang Qingyang looked at everyone: "Although my uncle promised to support me today, I can't expect them, people in the immortal way, to really do much."

"My Jingyuan Temple has been standing for 3000 years, and I have never relied on the power of ordinary cultivators to survive the crisis."

The guarding disciples who are exiled can only support Jiazi, and those sect forces that rely on the guarding disciples to rise are no more than a Jiazi.

Only a few aristocratic families who are well versed in the way of survival can rely on the remaining shade to pass on for thousands of years.

There was a flash of hesitation on Yuanhe Taoist's face, and finally bowed his head.

He wanted to tell senior brother Wang Qingyang that his uncle's cultivation was far beyond their imagination.

However, as Wang Qingyang said, even if you can borrow the strength of your uncle for a while, how much can you borrow?

In the end, Jing Yuanguan had to rely on his own strength to tide over the difficulties.

After walking out of the main hall, Yuanhe Taoist did not go back to Zhenyao Pagoda, but went to Zhangli's small courtyard.

Yu Mengmeng, who was outside the side hall, looked curiously at Yuanhe Taoist who walked into the side hall.

This is Grandmaster Jing Yuanguan who sits in the Demon Pagoda.

It was he who took care of his aunt and Qingyue.

This guy is also so respectful in front of Mr. Zhang.

At the beginning, the teacher said that Mr. Zhang is a great master and strong man like his uncle.

Uncle wants to let go of things this time, and entrusts himself to Mr. Zhang.

How strong is this Mr. Zhang?

In the side hall, Zhang Li, who was sitting in front of the desk, put down the scroll in his hand.

Back in the small courtyard, he dug out the travel notes of the man who met Luo Wuzhou's senior Manxiu, and began to read in detail the records about Manxiu's exercises.

But not long after reading, Yuanhe Taoist came.

"Uncle, Yuanhe wants to ask uncle to help Yuanhe break through the realm of martial arts." Daoist Yuanhe lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

His cultivation has been at the peak of Qi Transformation for a long time.

But he has been unable to find an opportunity to break through.

"Help you break through to the Xiantian realm?" Zhang Li raised his head and looked at the bowed Taoist Yuanhe.

"Do you want to be like Wang Qingyang, relying on external forces to ascend to the level of a great master, and then have no chance to make further progress in this life?"

Zhang Li's words shocked Yuan He Taoist, he looked up at Zhang Li, his eyes widened.

"Brother, he used to pass on the secret technique..."

In Jingyuan Temple, there is a secret method inherited from the master's lineage, which can help martial arts experts who have reached the peak of the master to step into the grand master.

But the disadvantage of this method is that after stepping into the realm of a great master, you can no longer advance an inch in this life.

Zhang Li raised his hand, and a jade bottle fell on the table.

"Swallowing this elixir may help you break through, but there is no possibility of improving your cultivation in this life."

"Another way is to enter the basement floor of the Town Demon Tower and use the pressure to break through, but you may die there."

Standing up, Zhang Li held the scroll and walked towards the quiet room.

"Whatever you choose is up to you."

Walking outside the side hall, looking at Yu Mengmeng who retracted her head, Zhang Li spoke again.

"To become innate, you must first have obsession in your heart."

"Obsession..." Yuan He Taoist, who was standing there, showed a dazed look on his face.

He looked at the jade bottle of pills on the table, his face was full of struggle.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he chuckled, turned around and left without taking the pill on the table.

Zhang Li in the quiet room didn't pay attention to Yuanhe Taoist's choice.

Everyone has the right to make their own choices.

He Zhang Li can send out opportunities, but he will not force others how to choose opportunities.

Flipping through the book in his hand, Zhang Li smiled.

At the beginning, the senior of Yunlan Dao Sect used the body training method and several body training boxing methods to pretend to be a wild cultivator, and then approached him, but he was never discovered.

He was also tricked by this senior into some brutal exercises and combat skills.

Looking at the description of the battle skills of the Broken Stele Soldier in the book, Zhang Li slowly circulated the power of the divine elephant, and a phantom of a war elephant appeared behind him, and then raised his hand and waved.

"Bam—"

There was a dull bombardment sound.

The stone-breaker, who had no more than twelve moves in total, took a fierce approach, and the huge strength he cultivated with the help of body training exercises was indeed tyrannical.

With a palm strike, it was like a thunderstorm, three feet in front of the palm, and the air wave exploded.

It's a bit interesting to practice quite a skill.

Zhang Li memorized the twelve combat techniques of the Broken Stele Hand, then put away the scroll and started to walk in the quiet room.

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Zhao Kingdom Imperial City.

Zongren Mansion.

Prince Zhao Qian, who was dressed in civilian clothes, curled up in a dark corner, covered with an old quilt.

A few days ago, he was still a high-ranking prince, but now, he is a commoner who is not even as good as ordinary people.

Being in the royal family, being relegated to the common people, he knows what awaits him.

There has never been a deposed prince who can die well.

"Prince." A voice sounded, making Zhao Qian tremble.

He stood up slowly and looked at the figure who walked in at some point.

"Old Ding, are you here to save the lonely king?" Zhao Qian showed joy on his face.

The person who came was none other than Ding Cang, who was enshrined in the Prince's Mansion and who was a strong master.

Hearing Zhao Qian's words, Ding Cang shook his head.

"Did you betray Gu too?" Zhao Qian's face flashed with disappointment, but there was a hint of relief.

"Then, are you here to kill the lonely king?"

"That's right, if you kill Gu, you will have the certificate to join Zhao Cheng."

Ding Cang shook his head again.

Zhao Qian showed doubts on his face.

"Your Highness, it's the First Elder who wants to see you." Ding Cang said, and took a step back.

Behind him, the figure of Zhao Yubing, the great elder of the royal family, the number one master, and the strong master of the Grand Master Realm was revealed.

Zhao Qian looked at Zhao Yubing in front of him with confusion on his face.

The Great Elder of the royal family has always been the most steadfast pillar of the Zhao family's royal family.

But the Great Elder will basically not participate in any government affairs, nor will he participate in any imperial power disputes.

The royal family worship hall, as long as the throne of the Zhao royal family is not taken by outsiders.

Nothing else.

"Great Elder..." Zhao Qian whispered, stood up, and bent over.

His waist is a little bent.

After all, as the former prince, he is over fifty years old.

His martial arts cultivation base is not high.

"Zhao Qian, your father violated the agreement with this elder." Zhao Yubing's words made Zhao Qian's whole body tremble.

He looked up at Zhao Yubing.

What do you mean?
"Back then I tried my best to train Zhao Cheng to be my successor, but now he wants Zhao Cheng to be the emperor of Zhao."

"He wasted my life in vain."

Zhao Yubing's words made Zhao Qian's originally bewildered eyes shine brightly.

He is not stupid.

"Snapped!"

Kneeling directly in front of Zhao Yubing, Zhao Qian knocked his head heavily on the ground.

"Please the Great Elder to be the master."

"Zhao Qian listens to the arrangements of the Great Elder."

(End of this chapter)