Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 533 Mutual Redemption, Return to Banshan Sect (Daily Life)

Xihong, Tengyunfang Market.

This place was originally a small market for casual cultivators to exchange things.

But recently, the number of people coming and going has suddenly increased a lot, and among them are many direct descendants of powerful forces.

The sudden turmoil a few days ago has obviously made many nearby forces deeply vigilant.

The familiar tiger roar was most likely from one of the three great demons in the Haoyue Frost Tiger clan. However, no one knew which giant was fighting against it and what caused the dispute.

The two powerful men in the Hedao realm will not take action easily, but once they do, it means that the situation in Xihong is likely to undergo drastic changes.

Those who can escape far away will naturally flee, but those who cannot leave for various reasons can only huddle together for warmth like this.

In a room of an inn.

The door is closed.

A cool woman in white sat at the table, her eyes fixed quietly on the teacup on the table.

Behind her, two young monks of extraordinary bearing stood side by side. No matter their strength or their attire, it was obvious that they were direct descendants of a great sect.

"Uncle Ji, according to the information we have found out, those two powerful masters of the Hedao realm should have just fought a little and did not cause any trouble to Xihong. It will not affect our request for assistance."

Lingyue Zong Daozi looks more calm.

Wushuang Sect Daozi had a sad face and sighed, "But it is true that we were rejected by the Xihong forces. I really don't understand. We are all cultivators. With the Dragon Palace as a formidable enemy in front of us, we don't join forces to resist them, but instead we attack each other continuously. No wonder the West Dragon Palace is so relaxed and has the leisure to care about the affairs of Nanhong."

"I'm serious... If we keep asking for help like this, I'm worried that they will know about Nanhong's predicament. Not to mention helping us deal with Dragon Palace, they might even want to take the opportunity to step into Nanhong and join forces to get a piece of the pie."

Wushuang Zong Daozi's concerns are not unreasonable.

After all, the reason they were here was because the sect they went to ask for help had set their sights on a new force that had a great chance of making a pact with heaven and earth.

The clan had spent countless years of hard work and finally had the opportunity to transcend the mortal world and join the ranks of the Immortal Sect with a Hedao realm master. Now it seemed that all of their efforts would most likely be wasted.

Becoming a branch of that sect might be their best outcome.

That group of immortal sect monks displayed the nature of robbers who prey on the weak with the strong to the fullest.

The two Taoists couldn't stand it and didn't trust this sect, so they went to other forces. Unexpectedly, they were rejected and sent away just after they expressed their intention.

"The situation in Yunhe Sect is pretty good, but from what Junior Sister Lin said, it's not that Yunhe Sect itself has any opinions about Dragon Palace, it's just that the Taoist has a good impression of Junior Sister Lin..."

Speaking of this, Wushuang Zong Daozi felt a little ashamed.

The illustrious Seven Sons of Nanhong have now fallen to the point where they have to rely on this method to ask for help.

Actually, the situation is not too bad for now.

The six sect leaders are all powerful giants in the Hedao realm. Together with the three major forces such as the Baohua Sect, there are nine powerful men in the Hedao realm. Even if they are placed in Xihong, they are not inferior to the behemoth of the Xilong Palace.

On the other hand, the Southern Dragon Palace has a total of four dragon sons in the Hedao realm, plus a Dragon King. Even if the Southern Dragon King has profound cultivation and can fight two alone, at best he can only be on par with the Seven Sons of Nanhong themselves.

If a real fight breaks out, they won't stand a chance of winning.

The problem lies with the West Palace.

The head of the Qi family led his troops into Nanhong, but could not affect the overall situation at all. He was afraid that this was just a test. If the reaction of the Seventh Son was not strong enough, the West Palace itself had at least eight great monsters comparable to the Hedao!

During these 100,000 years, the West Dragon Palace has become extremely wealthy and powerful, and its strength is far from what it was before.

In addition, due to their respected status in Xihong, if they really wanted to take action against the Seven Sons of Nanhong, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"understood."

Sect Leader Ji slowly stood up and walked towards the door: "You guys continue, I'll go talk to Zi Xian."

Hearing this, the two Taoists fell silent.

After coming to Xihong for these days, they have gained a preliminary understanding of Xihong. Senior Zixian may have had a good relationship with Uncle Ji in the past, but now... the other party is the famous Jade Mountain Dragon Concubine.

The person she married was the eldest son of the Qi family who led his troops into Nanhong.

"Just catching up."

Sect Leader Qingyue shook her head. She really wanted to know what the attitude of Xilong Palace was.

If it really comes down to a fight to the death, the Seven Sons of Nanhong are not ones that can be scared.

When it comes to the battle between those at the Hedao realm, it's not just a matter of numbers to make a comparison. Take for example the group of dragon sons in the Southern Dragon Palace... their so-called comparable to the Hedao realm are not meant to be compared to the level of the Seven Sons Sect Master.

In front of this group of monks or demons who have recently achieved a breakthrough, the six of them can be regarded as monks of the older generation.

Ji Jingxi pushed the door open, held the railing and looked outside.

Just preparing to cast a spell to leave this place.

At this moment, her eyes fixed and her gaze fell on the young man below who was walking outside with his entourage.

Even though the young man's face had changed and his eyes and brows became stern, Ji Jingxi still recognized his identity at a glance.

In the face of the huge gap in realm, even the perfect form-shifting technique would hardly be of any use.

"Why is he here?"

Ji Jingxi looked at the people next to Shen Yi. Although there were still three people, they were obviously not Su Hongxiu's disciples.

A beautiful woman, a python demon, and they all look weird, and...

The leader of the Qingyue Sect frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the last little girl with red lips and white teeth. He saw that she was wearing an exquisite horse-faced skirt, but it was as black as ink, which made her fair face look a little cold.

Of course, what really puzzled Ji Jingxi was that this well-behaved girl did not have the slightest trace of cultivation, yet the two young men next to her with good cultivation instinctively showed fear.

After a moment, Ji Jingxi sighed with a smile and said jokingly, "It's still as confusing as ever."

It would have been fine if Sect Master Shen didn't take care of a few disciples during his trip, but he was wandering around alone and got to know a bunch of strange and bizarre people.

But I didn't think that the other party could be of any help. I could just wander around and not cause any trouble. As long as I stayed safe and sound, that was fine.

Sect Leader Shen has such talent, even if he leaves the Seven Sons of Nanhong, he will definitely become a giant in Hongze in the future.

I just hope that the Seventh Son can get through this hardship, so that the other clan leaders can have a chance to see how far the other party will go in the end.

"..."

An Yi followed Shen Yi quietly. After leaving the inn, she turned her head slightly to look at the second floor.

Then he looked away and said nothing.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yi stopped, sighed, and asked softly.

"Someone is watching you, and they mean no harm." An Yi lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoes, looking lifeless.

Her address changed from "you", to "sir", and finally to "you".

It seems like respect, but in reality it is different from the awe shown to other stone guardians or hall masters. Instead, it carries an extremely obvious sense of alienation.

Just like the way she did things, as long as Shen Yi asked, she would never disobey, but as long as no one noticed, she would never say a word more.

In short, it's just a rotten thing.

For Shen Yi, this kind of thing is absolutely intolerable.

There are only two solutions.

After all, now that the catastrophe of death has been overcome, her soul can be crushed directly, and a Frost Moon White Tiger can be replaced by the Lord of the West Palace. At most, a million years of the demon's lifespan will be consumed to bless the demon soul.

It’s a bit expensive, but at least it’s comfortable to use.

As for the second method, it is to consume a large amount of demon essence and let the little girl experience what the gift of the master is.

In that purgatory-like torture, no matter how stubborn one is, there will always be some improvement.

maybe……

Thinking of how calm this girl was in the face of death, Shen Yi also became a little uncertain.

"It's still too poor."

A trace of barely perceptible anger flashed across Shen Yi's face.

Even with such frugality during the fourth calamity, the remaining lifespan of the demons is only over 600,000 years, so they can only make do with what they have for the time being.

This was quite surprising to Yu Lan who was standing beside him. She had never seen such rich emotions on her master's face since he was killed... It was as if he had suddenly turned from a killing machine into a living person again.

It’s more like being angry out of shame than being annoyed.

The other party would actually find all kinds of excuses in his mind to convince himself to temporarily give up the idea of ​​dealing with this stubborn little tiger demon.

The reason is that they are in the wrong but refuse to admit it.

It looks quite fun.

"Hee." Yu Lan couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"..."

Shen Yi's indifferent glance back made the beautiful woman tremble. She felt a little aggrieved. She almost forgot that the fierce god in front of her had never done anything wrong to her. Not everyone can enjoy such treatment.

"Be normal." Shen Yi half squatted down, staring at the lifeless little face, and said in his mind: "Destroying your soul is really just a matter of my thought."

"You don't keep your word." An Yi didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Huh." Shen Yi took a deep breath, his eyes showing a chill: "Even if I don't keep my word, what can you do?"

"..." An Yi raised her eyes and stared at the young man's seemingly indifferent face with a calm gaze. After a moment's silence, she said softly, "You don't keep your word."

Under her clean and pure gaze, the pretended coldness in Shen Yi's eyes gradually faded away, his eyes flickered, and then he suddenly stood up, turned around and walked towards the street.

Well, I couldn't explain it clearly, and the scare tactics I was good at using were no longer effective.

Now the precious land of Nanyang is in danger, including Jiang Qiulan, Wu Daoan, Zhu Jue and other senior brothers, as well as old man Chen Qiankun and Lin Baiwei who helped him all the way out of Qingzhou.

Even he himself was targeted by the Haoyue Frost Tiger clan. He could hardly protect himself and had to hide his identity and avoid the spotlight for the time being.

How could he have time to make a gentleman's agreement with a stone? Although Shen Yi rarely kept his promises along the way, even when he made promises, he mostly used words like "try his best". Even when he lied, the other party was always a villain or a demon.

But this was the first time that he lost trust with others because of his own subjective reasons.

And no matter how hard you try, you can't find any flaws in the other person to put yourself on the moral high ground.

"..."

An Yi buried her head again.

She had never been to such a lively place before. Listening to the loud conversations and laughter and feeling the sea of ​​people around her, she felt her whole body stiffen to the extreme for a moment.

So he stared at the heels of Shen Yi's boots, not daring to take a step back.

Shen Yi glanced back out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, he remembered how he had been promoted to a personal general after slaying the dragon at Qingfeng Mountain. He rode a tall horse through Qingzhou City. His face was stiff and numb, and he held the reins with sweat in his palms.

He didn't stop, but just slowed down a little so that the little thing wouldn't have to follow so hastily.

"hiss……"

An Yi bumped into the young man's waist and rubbed her forehead subconsciously: "I'm sorry, sir."

Shen Yi pursed his lips tightly, feeling his vertebrae almost shattered. He clenched his five fingers hidden in his sleeves suddenly, veins bulging on the back of his palms, and he forcibly suppressed the pain.

He looked normal and said indifferently, "It's okay."

Yu Lan and You Chang followed behind without saying a word. A great cultivator from the Four Cities and a tiger demon comparable to the Hedao realm were actually walking on this long street like two mortals.

An Yi nodded repeatedly to apologize, but her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of two monks arguing in a street shop, and her pace unconsciously slowed down.

In their hands they held a gold bracelet with intricate patterns.

"This is the price you pay for a treasure like this? You might as well just go and rob it!"

"They are raising the price by taking advantage of the matter of the great master in the Hedao realm..."

The two men stopped talking abruptly, and saw that the gold bracelet was actually taken away by the breath. They hurriedly looked to the side, only to see that the young man in black shirt looked straight ahead and threw a storage bag to them.

Then he left without saying a word.

The two looked at the dark red bloodstains on the storage bag, and recalled the evil spirit on that person, and suddenly they shuddered all over.

The owner didn't even have the courage to open the storage bag and take a look, so he hurriedly retreated back into the store.

"I still have a use for that thing, so keep it as a thought for now."

Shen Yi threw the golden bracelet to the little thing. This thing certainly could not be compared with the magic weapon of the Hedao realm that the other party had worn before, but at least it looked beautiful.

Since pretending to be aloof was useless to the West Palace Master, he was too lazy to pretend, and his voice was no longer so stiff: "You should not want to die so much now."

It's a bit ridiculous.

An Yi wanted to die because of the chief of the Haoyue Shuanghu tribe. Now, because of that chief, she finally had some thoughts other than wanting to die.

At least her desire to kill the other person was very real.

"You are still useful to me now. I will return the things I promised you in the future. If you want any compensation, we can discuss it then."

Shen Yi rarely speaks such a long paragraph at one time.

Under such great pressure, he really doesn't have much choice now.

"As for now, follow me. You have no other choice."

Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He had been hiding in this market for many days. Even if the Frost Tiger Chief was still waiting outside, he couldn't stay any longer.

Of course, going out and wandering around now, plundering the lifespan of demons would be no different from seeking death.

After all, An Yi was the master of the West Palace, so nothing would go wrong when it came to matters of life and death. But even though she was really strong, and had a lot of murderous intent when facing the clan leader, she was still no match for that man.

Even though the demon’s lifespan is not sufficient, for now he can only go back to Banshan Sect and then go take a look at the nameless mountain.

"..."

An Yi silently looked at the bracelet in her palm, her eyes suddenly became much more complicated, as if she remembered a lot of things.

For her, even though she hated that man, the golden bracelet was the only thing that had accompanied her in these hundred thousand years.

For some reason, An Yi really had the feeling that Shen Yi understood her very well. Whether it was the exhaustion from the torture, or her attitude towards the Frost Tiger Chief, including the barely perceptible glance at the gold bracelet just now, Shen Yi knew it all... He was just too lazy to show it.

"I--"

She looked up and wanted to say something, but saw that Shen Yi had already turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

An Yi let out a light breath and put the gold bracelet, which was not of high quality, on her round wrist. Then she turned into a stream of light and followed.

There are so many people around here!
……

Xihong, the Mountain Moving Sect.

Behind the big mountain outside the main hall of the inner gate.

The thin old man was still sitting cross-legged by the spring, looking exactly the same as before, but he no longer looked like a dead rock.

For a giant in the Hedao realm, there is only one reason for this phenomenon, and that is that his mind is in chaos.

They made a three-day agreement with great confidence, which was later changed to ten days, and then to thirty days.

Until now, every time he saw Yan Chongzhang's face full of fear but still unable to help tiptoeing over to inquire, the Banshan Sect Leader had the urge to slap him.

Fuck off!

How could he know where the kid surnamed Shen had gone, let alone understand why the Nameless Mountain that they and others had longed for was abandoned by the other party and sat so desolately in the Moving Mountains Sect.

People don't go to the mountains, but the mountains come to people...but this person is still playing missing.

He is simply a heartless and unfaithful man.

The leader of the Banshan Sect closed his eyes and was about to calm down when he heard the familiar footsteps again.

He slowly clenched his palms.

"Hey... Master..."

Hearing the sound of bones cracking, Yan Chongzhang subconsciously stopped and said awkwardly, "Master, I didn't intend to ask Young Master Shen what he meant."

A month had passed, and it was clear to him that his master no longer had any plans and was just holding on. Yan Chongzhang no longer took his master's previous instructions to heart.

As a son of Tao, being too close to the giants in the realm of Tao will make you more aware that they are not the incarnations of heaven and earth as others imagine, but are also cultivators, just more powerful and less mysterious.

"Then why are you here?" The Banshan Sect Leader looked back unhappily.

Hearing this, Yan Chongzhang's face suddenly became much more serious, and he sighed and said, "Now I hope that little friend Shen will forget about the Banshan Sect for a while... Pan Boyang from the Wuliang Daohuang Sect came to visit our sect and has already arrived outside our sect."

"Pan Boyang?" The Banshan Sect Master thought for a moment before saying, "The guy who ranked 39th in the Daobing Record?"

For the cultivator of Baiyujing, being able to make a giant in the Hedao realm remember his name is itself a proof of his strength.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the Master of Moving Mountains is too idle.

These geniuses from the major sects may have the possibility of obtaining the Hedao treasure land at any time. Once they achieve a breakthrough, relying on the accumulation of these people, their strength may directly surpass that of these old guys.

"It was him. It was him who offended Shen Xiaoyou last time...but he didn't know Shen Xiaoyou's identity."

Yan Chongzhang frowned, feeling a little headache: "I have already sent down the order, asking the disciples and elders of my sect not to mention anything about Shen Xiaoyou. The three Nanhong Daozi are all smart people, they should not let anything slip, I am just afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? He hasn't come for thirty days. Is he going to come in the next few days? He can come or not if he wants to!"

The Banshan Sect Master was obviously speaking with a different mind, but he was a man who had achieved the Dao after all, so he quickly suppressed his emotions and said calmly, "The Wuliang Daohuang Sect has been gaining momentum recently, and there are too many forces trying to get close to them. It may not be a good thing for us to rush in and get rid of them. You can treat them as you like and send them away casually."

"I'm just afraid that he is here to call me to task." Yan Chongzhang said softly.

"Have you offended him?" The Banshan Sect Leader glanced sideways.

"That's not the case—" Yan Chongzhang was interrupted by his master's sneer before he could finish his words.

"Even if he offended me, so what? If you want to hold my Banshan Sect accountable, how can he, a mere junior, be qualified? I'll trouble you to straighten your spine for me. I really feel ashamed now."

"I...disciple understands."

Yan Chongzhang pondered for a moment, a hint of helplessness on his face. Everyone praised him for his calmness, so much so that even looking at Shen Xiaoyou a little longer would have frightened Elder Yang.

But as he became calm and composed, he gradually lost a lot of his edge.

Looking at Su Hongxiu of the Tianjian Sect again, her strength might not be much stronger than his, but the sharpness of her body still hurt Yan Chongzhang's eyes.

He rubbed his face vigorously and turned to walk out of the sect.

Outside the Banshan Sect.

On the top of the giant pillar connecting heaven and earth, a magnificent landscape slowly unfolds.

There is also a cushion placed in the Wuliangdao Palace.

However, compared to before, the figure sitting above has become extremely solid, and his facial features are clearly visible.

This direct disciple from the top power in Hongze finally descended in this remote place in Xihong in his true form for the first time.

The same Taoist palace, the same landscape painting.

But the powerful force emanating from it is more than ten times higher than before!
The man looked down with cold eyes, and his aura was obviously a little weak, as if he had suffered some kind of trauma.

But his voice was as deep and loud as ever, like the sound of a huge bell resounding across the sky: "Pan Boyang, the ninth branch of the Wuliang Daohuang Sect, is here to visit the sect!"

"Yan Chongzhang, why don't you come out and greet me quickly?"

This act of naming names obviously has a malicious connotation.

But both his name and the Wuliang Daohuang Sect behind him are enough to support him in running rampant in Xihong.

For this group of Beihong monks, hiding their identities is the most foolish behavior. No one would know if they were killed.

Only by displaying their Dao Palace in a swaggering manner can they have a smooth journey!
No one else dares to covet even a little bit!
(End of this chapter)