Mortal: I will establish an immortal dynasty among mortals

70 Union
"Let's go, let's also contact our colleagues from the seven sects. After all, these matters are not trivial. If a large number of demonic monks attack Yan Ling Castle, we should be prepared."

After seeing Yan Yu leave, Yang Lin said to Han Li and others.

Han Li and others naturally had no objections, and walked with Yang Lin towards a teahouse called Tianheju, where many foundation-building monks gathered.

After a short time, Yang Lin and others finally arrived at Tianheju's teahouse. Before the three of them entered, they sensed more than a dozen strong mana fluctuations. They thought they must be the monks who came to participate in the treasure hunting conference.

When Yang Lin and others went to the teahouse on the third floor, they saw monks wearing various costumes talking about the Ghost Spirit Sect in the teahouse.

They had been in Yanjiabao for some time, so they naturally knew who those people were competing with the Yan family monks. At this moment, they all frowned and started talking.

As soon as Yang Lin and the others came in, they immediately attracted everyone's attention. After sensing Yang Lin's aura, their eyes narrowed slightly.

Because the people who came in first were actually only one step away from advancing to the Dan Formation stage. Judging from the clothes they wore in Huang Maple Valley, they should be people from Huang Maple Valley.

"I, Yang Lin, Han Li, and Dong Xuan'er in Huang Maple Valley, have met all of you fellow Taoists." When the three of them saw someone looking at them, Yang Lin naturally reported his name.

As for the monk surnamed Feng, he also told his name and sect.

When everyone on the third floor heard that the other party was Yang Lin from Huang Maple Valley, their expressions changed slightly. Naturally, they did not dare to show off, and they all stood up and saluted with clasped fists.

This person is a thunderous presence among the seven sects. With his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he can go head-to-head with the alchemy monks. This is not something they and others can do.

What's more, the aura exuded by the fellow Daoist Yang in front of him has suddenly reached the fake elixir realm. I'm afraid he is still capable of fighting even in the elixir-forming stage!
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Yang from Yellow Maple Valley! I didn't expect that Senior Brother Yang would also come to participate in this treasure hunting competition. It seems that this Qiankun Tower Talisman must belong to Senior Brother Yang." A tall and thin man stood up and saluted with his fists clasped.

Yang Lin looked over and saw that this tall and thin man had the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building. He was wearing the clothes of Tianque Fort. He must be a monk of Tianque Fort.

When the others heard the tall and thin man's words, their expressions changed slightly. The monks who had no hope of winning the reward were okay, but the faces of those monks who were in the later stages of foundation building suddenly turned ugly when they heard this.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Yang would actually come here in person this time. We just happened to be talking about the Ghost Spirit Sect. I wonder what Senior Brother Yang has to say." There were also impatient people who were still worried about the devil, so they brought the topic to this matter again. on top of things.

After Yang Lin clasped his fists and saluted everyone, he said loudly: "A few of us came here this time just for this matter. I wonder if you can contact me and other Taoist friends from the seven sects to come and discuss it. !”

"Okay, we will send a message to them right now." When everyone heard that Yang Lin did not mention the treasure hunt conference this time, but instead talked about the magic way as soon as he came, they felt shocked and took out the message talisman one after another and began to contact the relevant parties. Familiar people.

In just half a day, many people came one after another, and the reputation of one of them was quite famous among the seven sects. This person was Ma Yunlong of Tianque Fort.

This person is the most promising late-stage foundation-building monk in Tianque Castle to advance to the alchemy stage, but now Ma Yunlong is somewhat eclipsed in front of Yang Lin.

Among these monks, there were not only foundation-building monks from the seven sects, but also foundation-building monks from other countries. However, they did not leave. Instead, they took out their messenger talismans and contacted acquaintances to come and attend this gathering.

Yang Lin saw that people were almost here, and they also moved from the three-story teahouse to a rather spacious courtyard. Because there were so many people, they chose this place.

"Fellow Taoists, I believe that everyone from the Ghost Spirit Sect came to Yanjiabao. Everyone should know it! I won't say more about it. Let's talk about it next."

Yang Lin immediately told everyone what he had said before, causing an uproar among the monks. "What Senior Brother Yang said is true. If that's true, wouldn't we be in danger?" After listening to Yang Lin's account, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they became worried about this trip.

Seeing that he had achieved what he wanted, Yang Lin smiled and didn't have to worry about it at all.

Some people have been looking at Yang Lin's expression. Seeing Yang Lin's expression, they all came back to their senses and understood the purpose of Yang Lin's trip.

"Looking at the calm look on Senior Brother Yang's face, he must have already figured out a way to deal with it. I wonder if he can tell us about it." After learning about Yang Lin's plan, someone came directly to help.

"You don't have to worry too much. Before we came, we had already sent a message to the sect's Danjie elders. They must have set off by now," Yang Lin said.

After everyone heard Yang Lin's words, they were immediately relieved. If this was the case, they were not too worried.

"Senior Brother Yang has the strongest cultivation and strength here, and he is also the first to notice these things. If there is anything wrong, I am willing to take the lead as Senior Brother Yang."

Hearing this, the other monks hesitated, but the hesitation was only a momentary matter, and many people responded.

In terms of cultivation, Yang Lin is in the false elixir stage, and in terms of strength, he can compete with the alchemy monks in the middle stage. Now that he has reached the false elixir stage, his strength has reached a higher level, so everyone has no objection to choosing him as the leader.

Even those monks in the later stage of Foundation Establishment had no objections. Even the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage from other countries were also involved at this moment and had no objections either.

While Yang Lin and the others were discussing in Tianheju, in the tallest building of the Yan family, a place called Feiyun Pavilion, Yan Yuzheng, the ancestors of the Yan family and some core figures were reporting Yang Lin's conjecture.

The more the ancestors of the Yan family listened, the uglier their faces became, and in the end they turned livid.

But he couldn't blame this younger generation. Very few people knew about the fact that the Yan family was a branch of the Ghost Spirit Sect. Yan Yu was also dedicated to the Yan family, but this kindness made the ancestor of the Yan family want to vomit blood.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with you?" Yan Yu couldn't help but trembled in her heart when she saw her ancestor's ugly face. Could it be true that Senior Brother Yang said it was true?

"Nothing, you can go down first!" The ancestor of the Yan family waved his hand helplessly, signaling Yan Yu to retreat.

Although Yan Yu was confused, she did not dare to say anything more. After giving a bow, she withdrew.

"Zi Jun, now that something like this has happened, what should we, the Yan family, do?" The ancestor of the Yan family, with gray and even thinning hair, said tiredly to a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

After the middle-aged Confucian scholar was silent for a while, he also sighed and said: "Ancestor, now that the disciples of the seven sects are on guard, it is impossible to sacrifice their blood to them again."

"Our Yan family now has two choices. The first is to pretend that what happened last night never happened, and we are completely tied to the seven sects. The second is to pack some important supplies, and then take some core clan members directly to the Ghost Spirit Sect. .”

"Now the sects of the seven sects have received the summons, and they should send elders from the Danjie stage to check. It won't be long before they arrive at Yan Ling Castle. By then it will be too late for us to leave even if we want to."

Hearing this, the ancestor of the Yan family felt a headache. If he hurriedly defected to the Ghost Spirit Sect, it would be nothing to lose some property, but the losses to the Yan family would definitely be huge.

(End of this chapter)