ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 180 Gu God
"It looks like it's safe."

"Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Su from the Nine Yang Sect is still here."

After seeing through the water mirror that all the cultivators in the Ten States Secret Realm had gathered together, everyone in Xihe Garden breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

At present, it seems that the evil spirits falling from the fog cave can easily kill Jindan cultivators, but they are no match for Jindan cultivators.

If a lone Jindan cultivator is caught by the shadow man, his only fate is death.

It would be much safer if they had a Jindan Zhenren from a big sect who could become their backbone. If they gathered together and looked after each other, they would be much safer.

Everyone was also afraid that Su Yan would ignore him, so they treated him very well.

Although he is not fawning or flattering, everyone still follows his lead.

Su Yan enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, so he never refused anyone who begged him for help. However, the cultivators who came to him for help knew that they were not related to him, and could not even be considered fellow disciples, so they consciously took out their valuable treasures to express their gratitude.

In Xihe Garden, everyone who saw this scene thought there was no problem.

Compared with life and future, what are a few material possessions worth?
They each reported back to their sect leader, hoping to ask the powerful people in their own sect to come out and solve the problem.

But when they heard that it was the Immortal Alliance led by Vice Alliance Leader Chi Wenxing who created the artificial secret realm, they all lost their temper and thought that they would put pressure on the Immortal Alliance and ask them to rescue the people as soon as possible.

It's not that they are unwilling to take action, but the world of immortal cultivation is as different as the world of immortals. A powerful person who can destroy a mortal city in the blink of an eye may not be able to create a magical weapon that can exert the same power. Chi Wenxing's status in space magic is recognized as high in Pingyun Continent. If she says there is no way, then even if a master with higher cultivation and who can destroy her physically comes, it will be of no help.

"What is the source of the power of the fog cave? This is definitely not a natural disaster, it is a man-made disaster, but what good is there in doing this?"

All disputes are nothing more than the word "profit".

All the major sects in the world have joined the Immortal Alliance. They form a community of interests, and the Immortal Alliance competition is also a platform to test young cultivators - this can be seen from the numerous protections set up during the trial. No matter how weak the cultivator who comes, the Immortal Alliance does not want any cultivator to die in the trial.

Who would want to kill the younger generation of the major sects?
Everyone sent over their carefully trained and beloved disciples, and they were like grasshoppers on the same rope.

As for the small sects whose newly-accepted disciples were so weak that they didn't even qualify to participate in the Immortal Alliance Competition...

Even if they have this idea, they don't have the ability to accomplish it.

It’s really hard to find out what happened in a short time, so the most urgent thing is to rescue the people first.

The monks in the secret realm saved themselves, and in Xihe Garden, Chi Wenxing also came up with another roundabout way to save the country.

The original bridge is blocked, so why not just build another one?
Chi Wenxing asked someone to find the materials.

Many disciples of the Nine Yang Sect were still trapped in the secret realm, and they were the most active in responding. The materials she was looking for were not difficult, and they were quickly gathered: "If we can hold on for another hour, the second passage to the Ten States Secret Realm will be opened, and then we can go in and pick them up."

Chi Wenxing's eyes flashed with coldness: "I also want to know what is hidden in that foggy cave pretending to be a god or a demon."

An hour.

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

All the cultivators gathered together, and with Jindan Zhenren Su Yan here, it would not be difficult to hold out for another hour.

Only Taoist Xufeng of Huanling Sect bent over, heartbroken: "One hour, one hour... If they hadn't entered the fog cave, they would have all survived! How foolish!"

No matter how powerful the shadow man flying around is, he cannot catch a cloud of fog.

The fighting power of the monks of the Huanling Sect is generally not strong. They are so eager to leave the secret realm that they step into the most vicious trap.

The other monks from other sects who led the teams all felt sympathetic.

Fortunately, fortunately it is about to end.

After the cultivators gathered together, the slender shadow man became the weaker party - yes, a single Jindan cultivator could not defeat the shadow man, but two or three cultivators together could easily deal with it.

After repeated failures, the shadow man retreated and silence returned to the surroundings.

The monks took the opportunity to meditate, rest and restore their spiritual energy.

If there are cultivators who are not strong in individual combat capabilities, they will seek out fellow Taoists who are good at formations and try to build a formation that can prevent the invasion of evil spirits.

No one dares to take it lightly, for fear that the next wave will be an even more violent counterattack.

Su Yan sat under a big tree, with only Ming Zhi by his side.

"Zhizhi."

"Brother, I'm here."

"You say," Su Yan seemed to be thinking, "Will Du Xinghe die?"

Ming Zhi was silent for a moment, and almost couldn't hold back his expression: "Brother, you are joking. How can a Jindan Zhenren die so easily? If she died in the secret realm, we should have sensed it... Brother, do you care about her a lot?"

"I just think she is not tamed. She quit the sect not because the Nine Yang Sect felt sorry for her, but because she likes to be alone. Why put the blame on her former fellow sect leader?"

Su Yan said calmly: "But?"

Although it was a question, Ming Zhi knew that he had the answer written in his mind.

Senior Brother Su just likes to ask questions with set standard answers and ask others to follow his lead.

Ming Zhi looked away and agreed, "Brother, what you said makes sense."

Just agreeing, but not enthusiastic.

Ming Zhi joined the Nine Yang Sect halfway through, and Du Xinghe grew up with his three senior brothers.

Whether to raise it, how to raise it, whether it is ripe or not...

She doesn’t know!
Don't seek recognition from her!
But in this situation, Ming Zhi would not spoil Senior Brother Su's fun. She would just smile, nod and obey him.

Anyway, this was all he asked of his junior sister.

I didn't want to hear her opinion.

Sure enough, she just responded with a meaningless sentence, and Su Yan showed a satisfied look on his face and touched her hair: "Don't be afraid, Senior Brother will protect you--"

His hand was still on her head, and suddenly a dazzling red light appeared in the sky above the woods.

"Oh, are you going to send those shady shadows again?" Su Yan stood up, holding the hilt of the sword with a look of disapproval.

He was already certain that those slender shadowy figures were no match for him.

If there were more of them, it would be annoying, but it would also give him a chance to show his abilities and wash away the shame of losing to Du Xinghe in the arena, allowing all the cultivators of the same generation to remember his glorious and great side.

Su Yan looked up at the sky.

It was a fine night with not a single cloud in the sky. Red light pierced through the fog holes, making the darkness as bright as day.

All the monks who died at the hands of the shadow man and did not have time to find shelter from the main force came back to life. The spirit beasts covered by the red light stood there in a daze. After a moment, thousands of spirit beasts turned their heads and looked in the same direction at the same time.

"Senior Su Yan!"

In response to his fellow Taoist's call, Su Yan raised his sword and said coldly: "Everyone, follow me to meet the enemy!"

Ten disciples of the Nine Yang Sect leaped up, with the tips of their swords pointing upwards, forming a conical sword formation. Golden energy floated in the air, and intricate spiritual patterns fluttered and entangled the swords. A huge phantom of the Golden Crow Sword appeared in the sky, and even the red light in the sky could only avoid it.

Other cultivators also used their own methods. They had to deal with not only the evil spirits whose true colors were unknown, but also the spirit beasts that had gone mad and attacked them actively.

When the fog cave started to move seriously, Su Yan realized that he alone might not be able to protect everyone.

Of course he could protect himself, and it was more than enough to protect Ming Zhi.

Two junior brothers were also within his protection range, but he was not so concerned about the remaining ten junior brothers and sisters who were not under the Cliff of Inquiry. He did not want to care about those from other sects. When the sword formation of the Nine Yang Sect disciples showed signs of collapse, Su Yan was busy resolving crises for those Jindan cultivators everywhere and became a little annoyed.

"Big Brother, can you still hold on?"

Yu Qiuzhu was the first to notice that Su Yan looked strange.

He knew his senior brother too well.

The eldest senior brother has a bad personality to begin with. He is the opposite of helpful, but he is very concerned about his reputation. He will only lend a helping hand to others occasionally for the sake of reputation. This is not a stain on his character. He does good deeds based on deeds, not on his heart. In the sect, Junior Sister Mingzhi is the best at controlling him, and she gives him enough emotional value.

As soon as Yu Qiuzhu saw his expression, she knew that the senior brother didn't want to care anymore.

But now that he has turned against them, it will be detrimental to the reputation of the Jiuyang Sect in Pingyun Continent.

So he prepared the steps for his senior brother in time.

The eldest brother is also a human being and he gets tired too. If there are people he cannot save, you can’t blame him.

"It doesn't matter,"

Su Yan shook his head, with a mocking look on his face: "If only Du Xinghe was here, I wonder where she went. If there was another Jindan cultivator here... Sigh..."

It would be better to kill him than to let him cry out in front of others that he is tired and can't do it.

When the other monks heard his words, they couldn't help but feel the same way.

Yes, it would be great if we could have one more golden elixir to help.

"Let's run!"

When the sword formation of the Nine Yang Sect disciples also showed signs of fatigue, many of them began to consider retreating.

Since it was no longer safe to stay together, why not break up into smaller groups and flee in all directions? What if, what if he managed to escape? As soon as one or two people turned and ran into the dense forest, the will of the others was shaken. Su Yan did not try to stop them - it was just right for him to run away and die, so that he would not have to go and save him.

In the chaos of war, screams and cries were heard everywhere.

Obviously, those who chose to escape would only fall into the hands of the evil spirit faster. Pale faces flew back and forth in the dense forest, and among them were many monks who had once practiced with each other in Xihe Garden. They had died at the hands of the shadow man long ago, but were forced back to life under the power of the red light.

What drives them, and how can they be fought back?

Everyone was upset, shocked and frightened, but had no time to talk.

A fire-eating tiger roared and passed through the sword formation. Ming Zhi's long sword chopped down heavily, cutting off the tiger's head: "Tsk."

The monk who was about to be knocked down by the fire-eating tiger gave her a grateful look.

"Don't run around."

Su Yan stretched out his long arm and brought her back behind him: "If you get hurt later, I will have to comfort you."

——Among the Jindan cultivators present, Mingzhi is definitely top-notch.

She shook the sword in her hand, sheathed it, raised her head and smiled brightly:
"As long as my senior brother is here, I'm not afraid."

Until I figure out what I want, it would be better for my senior brother to protect me.

But that irritated feeling just wouldn't go away.

The cultivators who seemed to be united before, when it came to the critical moment, still preferred to stand with their fellow disciples and then seek protection from Senior Su Yan.

Yu Qiuzhu bit the flesh on his cheek and asked, "Brother, if the sword formation is broken, what should we do?"

If the Nine Yang Sect's sword formation is broken, it means that they will no longer be able to stop these mad spirit beasts and the evil spirits pouring out of the fog cave.

The other monks also pricked up their ears, hoping to hear some advice from him.

Then, he was heard saying, "Nine Yang Sect disciples, follow me. I will use the White Tiger Sword Intent to lead the way."

"What about us?"

A monk asked.

"Try to keep up." Su Yan said.

Are there so many spirit beasts in the ten states? Facing the countless pairs of animal eyes in the darkness, the monks were almost desperate. They could handle one or two, or ten or so, but they couldn't kill them all. Soon, some monks found that the spirit beast corpses they had killed actually crawled up from the ground and continued to attack. When their hind legs were broken, they dragged their bodies with their front legs, and they would not stop until they were smashed to pieces.

"Killing is useless, there's no way to kill him! What should I do? My heart-protecting amulet has been knocked out, what should I do next time?!"

A monk who was protected by a heart-protecting amulet collapsed and shouted.

Although he was in a safe barrier, he was more fearful and desperate than anyone else.

The Heart Amulet can only protect him once.

It's like losing a life in advance, how can he not be afraid?
"Cut off their limbs so they can't get up!"

A monk suggested.

When the sword wind passed, the spirit beasts with broken limbs fell to the ground, but they soon learned to pick up the limbs dropped by other spirit beasts and use them, making do with whatever they had.

Despair enveloped the monks in the dense forest.

Su Yan frowned slightly.

Under this ongoing offensive, it would be of no benefit to him if he dragged on any longer.

It would be better to leave these people here and let him take his fellow disciples away.

He swung the sword again, but this time, not just to kill the evil, but to once again call upon the power of the White Tiger.

The White Tiger represents killing and also wind.

The White Tiger Sword Intention cleared the way, and the sword energy became like a tornado, clearing a passage. The Nine Yang Sect disciples stepped on the long swords - they were from the same sect, and were accepted by the White Tiger Sword Intention, but other cultivators could not ride on this wind and could only be left behind. At this critical moment, all the controlled spirit beasts paused in unison, and then turned to the north.

Just to the north, a huge amethyst scorpion tail swayed gently.

Du Xinghe raised his eyes and looked towards the foggy cave in the sky.

In the eyes of other monks, it was a hole that was ten times larger than before.

After activating the Purple Wisdom Pupil, what Du Xinghe saw was an eye from the sky, staring at her.

"Are you really coming for me?"

"What on earth is there in me that's worthy of your attention... Never mind."

She gave a mocking smile.

Countless spirit beasts once again rushed towards her under the control of the red light.

This time, Du Xinghe didn't run away again.

When Shu Jiuqing was preparing the magic circle, Du Xinghe thought about a question, that is, if the power of the fog cave comes from absorbing energy from spirit beasts, how to weaken the power of the fog cave?
Kill all the spiritual beasts?
What if it doesn't mind whether the creatures it controls are dead or alive?

This was the second time she had seen the door, and she understood it better than anyone else. There shouldn't be only one solution.

So Du Xinghe proposed another crazy idea to Shu Jiuqing.

In addition to possessing five golden elixirs, she is also a Gu practitioner. If she uses a magic circle to radiate her Gu poison, can she take back control of the spirit beast from Wu Dong?
When Shu Jiuqing saw her expression at that time, it was as if he had seen the most difficult client in history.

But she did it anyway.

Du Xinghe injected all the spiritual power that he had refined with Xiaopang into the magic circle.

A faint purple color spread out, and after activating the "Gu Shen Jue", she resonated with the natal Gu worm in her body, inevitably revealing the characteristics of the scorpion tail.

Ever since she came out of the two-dimensional space and was discovered by the fog cave, all the spirit beasts came back and headed straight for her.

The sound of footsteps trampling the ground and the flapping of wings of birds and beasts in flight mixed together to form a symphony that was taking her life, whistling in the night wind.

The magic circle was not activated.

"Isn't that enough?"

Du Xinghe didn't think that his plan had failed.

Xiaopang climbed onto her shoulders and touched her with his head.

"Oh, I almost forgot you're going to eat my pain too,"

Du Xinghe patted it and said, "I'm a little used to sword injuries. Can you think of something new?"

After many life-and-death battles, especially the battle in the Samsara Academy where he broke through to the Golden Core stage, Du Xinghe found that he was insensitive to pain.

She could still feel the pain, but it didn't cause any ripples.

Xiaopang is one with the host, and he also feels the massive threats coming towards the host, and he can't help but become anxious.

A second later, it shrank to twice its size and penetrated the side of her neck.

This time, it did not come in the form of a spirit, but as a physical body, drilling into her, directly biting her flesh and tearing her pain nerves.

"hiss……"

Du Xinghe choked on a mouthful of blood and praised, "Not bad, this time it's quite innovative. It seems that our little Fatty can do it as long as he wants to."

She is never stingy with praise for capable subordinates.

In the center of the purple magic circle, Du Xinghe staggered and knelt on one knee, using the Xue Ming inserted into the ground to support his body.

It really hurts to have most of my organs eaten by the scorpions I raised.

The purple color of the magic circle gradually became thicker, and in the powerful vortex of spiritual energy, there was only Du Xinghe.

Even if Xinyue and Canshui cared about her, they couldn't get close to the magic circle at this moment.

Du Xinghe closed his eyes and a random thought flashed through his mind.

Why is her natal insect activated by pain?

If she had an appetite, she could have a big meal here.

Wisps of purple mist rose from the magic circle, and light bloomed from the center of the circle, even the red light in the sky was forced back.

The moment the magic circle was successfully activated, the sky turned upside down, and Du Xinghe felt that the night sky was spreading out under her feet.

The magic circle contains not only her spiritual power, but also those of Xinyue, Shenshui and Shujiuqing.

Driven by the Five Elements Golden Pill, the power of the three reached a perfect balance and was obediently used by her. After leaving the Wu Clan, Du Xinghe never slacked off in her practice of the Gu Shen Jue, but as a Gu practitioner, she never thought about what she wanted.

Some people want to kill people with poison, and want to gain wealth and power, but what about her?

she thinks--

When she had a clear idea, the mark left by the Gu spirit on her body really changed.

The world in front of me suddenly turned white.

In Du Xinghe's sea of ​​consciousness, a scroll slowly unfolded, and it was the "Gu Shen Jue" that had been returned to the Wu Clan.

——You can use pain to feed your natal insect. The more severe the pain, the more likely it is to wake you up.

The "pain" above slowly subsided for the second time.

In their place, new text was used.

Gu God Kingship——

The more living beings you control with poison, the more powerful you become.

There were several lines of text below, but Du Xinghe didn't have time to read them. If she looked any further, her internal organs would be eaten up by Xiaopang. She ordered it to stop first, and then used her new ability to pass the poison through the magic circle to create an explosion of poison!

Purple light shot up into the sky, and nine giant scorpion-tailed phantoms appeared in the sky of the Ten States. One of the scorpion tails even found time to point at the fog cave contemptuously.

The purple mist formed waves, rushing towards all directions!

The white mist that was wrapped around all the spirit beasts was replaced by the poison.

Every time Du Xinghe controls a spirit beast, he can see what it sees, and the amount of information is overloaded on the spot.

If it weren't for the support of the magic circle, her sea of ​​consciousness would have been broken on the spot.

A silent tug-of-war unfolds in the secret realm of the Ten States.

When the white mist that was wrapped around the spirit beasts and sucked their power was cut off, the fog cave became visibly smaller. Du Xinghe guessed correctly that the power behind the door had very limited interference in the world. Otherwise, it could just open the door itself and kill all the monks in the secret realm. Why bother with luring and using the power of spirit beasts? Didn't it want to? It couldn't do it!

"Aren't you coming for me? Come, I'm here! You can see me!"

After figuring this out, crossing the galaxy became more enjoyable.

With the help of the spiritual power she had accumulated in Xiaopang in the past, she conquered the secret realm inch by inch until she cut off the last bit of support of the fog cave.

The eye in the sky that was staring at her could hardly open.

"I really like the feeling that others can see me but can't kill me."

Du Xinghe picked up the sword and stood up shakily.

Her shadow was stretched very long, and her slender waist made her look even more graceful.

Can it be less detailed?

After all, Xiaopang had eaten almost all the food he should and shouldn’t eat, and if he ate any more, it would be like being cut in half.

Palace Fighting System: [Congratulations to the host for completing the achievement [King Chu has a thin waist], and reward palace fighting points +1000! ]

Crossing the Galaxy: [……]

She was about to open her hands and raise her middle finger to the eyes in the sky.

Du Xinghe: [I really admire the beauty of you, the system, who want to fight in the palace regardless of the occasion. ]

She glanced down at her waist.

A semicircular gap the size of a family-sized mooncake box had been eaten away on the left side of her waist. If an emperor liked this thin waist... although aesthetic tastes were free, she still hoped that the emperor would invite an imperial physician or a shaman to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirit.

On the other side, other monks also felt this unusual movement.

The surging storm of spiritual power hit them in the face, and although it did not hurt them at all, the shock it brought was still strong.

"Look!"

A monk looked up and saw the fog cave in the sky gradually dissipating: "Is the fog cave going to disappear?"

They didn't know the inside story, and when they saw the fog cave was about to disappear, they felt that the disaster was about to pass, and they couldn't help but feel great hope.

The disciple of the Nine Yang Sect who was about to leave with Senior Brother Su Yan also hesitated.

As soon as they hesitated, the spiritual power storm came over them.

A strange force instantly occupied the minds of everyone present.

Except for Su Yan who was not affected, everyone else was shocked at the same time and fell forward subconsciously. Some of them supported themselves on the ground with one hand, while some cultivators had just escaped death and did not care about their face and just knelt on one knee.

This power does not require their lives, but only their submission.

All the monks present did not think it was poisonous.

Just keep your knees bent and you will feel much better...

Du Xinghe had no intention of attacking the monks.

However, this magic circle can only amplify large-scale attacks.

Reality is not an online game, where teammates or neutral yellow immunity can be opened. Wherever the Gu God reaches, all living beings must bow down to her. At this moment, even the most determined cultivators, as long as their cultivation is below that of Du Xinghe, will inevitably be branded with a sea of ​​consciousness by her!
He won't have to obey her orders in the future, but when facing her, he will unconsciously be frightened of her and all his will to fight will disappear.

Of course, it is not difficult to unlock this mark...

As long as my cultivation level surpasses hers, that will be enough.

Of course, this is a story for later.

All the spirit beasts and cultivators in the entire Ten States Secret Realm fell silent and stopped all their movements. The bodies of the cultivators who had been brought back to life by the white mist also fell back to the ground.

Outside the water mirror, the Immortal Alliance judges of Xihe Garden also discovered that the force that had originally blocked them from entering had disappeared!
The first second after learning the news, everyone in Xihe Garden, with the assistance of Chi Wenxing, entered the Ten States Secret Realm together.

Everyone else went to rescue the monk, but Taoist Xufeng, holding a whisk, rushed towards the fog cave that was slowly dissipating in the sky.

Also going with him was the deputy leader Chi Wenxing.

All of Taoist Xufeng's disciples died in the fog cave. He had no one he wanted to save and only wanted to settle accounts with the fog cave.

Chi Wenxing also wanted to know, who is the powerful person who mastered space magic and was so bold as to attack the Ten States Secret Realm of the Immortal Alliance!
The two of them escaped into the fog.

But at the last moment, the fog cave and the door disappeared into the sky.

No matter how fast Taoist Xufeng flew, he could only pass through the clouds and fly out from the other side of the clouds.

He looked back blankly, and unconvinced, he sent out his spiritual sense to scan again: "…How could it be? Disappeared? Run so fast!?"

Chi Wenxing's face also looked extremely ugly.

But she had to calm down and said to him, "As long as it appears, there will always be traces left. When the leader comes, he must be able to catch this rat in the gutter and give you Huanling Sect justice."

Taoist Xufeng turned around and stared at her with red eyes.

After a long while, he said, "It's not that I don't believe in the power of the Immortal Alliance and its leader, but... the Illusionary Spirit Sect will not give up!"

After making these powerful remarks, Taoist Xufeng left the secret realm directly.

Since the mastermind behind this hasn't been caught, there's no point in staying here.

Chi Wenxing sighed.

While the monks from other sects went to look for their own disciples, she flew to the other end and found the eye of the spiritual storm in the north, and stood at the eye of the formation, Du Xinghe.

Unlike when he was observed through the water mirror, this young monk is even stronger than before.

"Are you a Gu cultivator?"

After the two greeted each other, Chi Wenxing asked the question.

This is probably what the other cultivators care about most after Ping An gets out.

Du Xinghe shook the scorpion tail behind him:
"If I say no, would you believe me?"