Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 559: The Divine Mountain suppresses the blue sky, and the White Tiger descends the mountain again

[In the first year, you reviewed the Hedao Realm techniques that you had already mastered. According to Yue Tianji's instructions, you tried to use the Qingtian Method again to suppress the divine Yue's true meaning in your body.]

As the deduction began, the demon's lifespan quickly slipped away.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged in the quiet cave, his whole body floating again, as if he had merged into everything around him, even the slightest flow of breath was under his control.

This is the power of the spiritual method of the Hedao realm, which is almost beyond the realm of moves and closer to the scope of the domain.

With the help of Yue Tianji, Shen Yi quickly combined the Qingtian and Zhenyue methods together and suppressed the Shenyue true meaning in his body.

Under the double pressure of spiritual magic and precious magic, and with the infusion of vast demon's lifespan, that ray of divine mountain's true meaning soon became as weak as a candle in the wind.

However, when this ray of true meaning was about to collapse, Shen Yi discovered something wrong.

Even though it seemed like only a short while had passed for him, in fact every change in his body was the result of nearly a thousand years of hard training in the panel.

During such a long period of time, under the suppression of the desolate blue sky, this ray of truth turned from a mountain into a slope, from a slope into a rock, and finally only a grain of dust remained.

Here, the changes stop abruptly.

No matter how familiar Shen Yi is with the martial arts, or how powerful his realm is, this grain of dust will never be destroyed.

"..."

Shen Yi was silent for a long time, and suddenly stopped injecting life energy: "Are you sure you are right?"

"I--" Yue Tianji's tone suddenly lost its previous certainty, because he found that his master was doing it exactly as he taught, and there was no fault in the whole process, but he still could not deduce it even a single step forward.

But he still felt it was a bit absurd: "Are you trying to suppress the sky with a grain of sand?"

"Let's try it."

Shen Yi's greatest advantage is that, with the support of the demon's lifespan, he has the opportunity for trial and error that other cultivators can't even dream of.

He closed his eyes, feeling the faint meaning of the divine mountain, which seemed insignificant under the vast blue sky.

To be honest, with my current strength, if I try to make an enemy of the Great Immortal Hongze, it would be no different from the dust in this blue world. If the other party can destroy Sect Master Qin with one palm, then destroying me will be a piece of cake for him.

Just thinking about the white rhino magic weapon he saw that day makes Shen Yi still feel scared.

But if you don't even dare to think about it, then there really is no chance at all.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi calmed his mind and began to nurture this ray of true meaning again. Then the dust became larger again, and over the long years, gradually turned into majestic and magnificent mountains.

He raised his palms and sent the mountain into the sky.

Then use all your strength to perform the Zhenyue Method.

The blue sky is like a vast ocean, and the sacred mountain is like a reef in the water, which can be submerged by just a wave.

In front of spiritual techniques, ordinary Hedao realm techniques seem so weak.

"..."

Yue Tianji was in the panel simulation, spending every day in reality, and could more clearly observe how dangerous the master was in.

The opponent will either be submerged in this vastness and lose his mind, or try to suppress the sky by force, which is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot and seeking death. There is almost no third way to go.

However, the next moment, he discovered something was wrong.

Shen Yi transformed into a divine mountain and did not try to suppress the blue sky. Instead, he stood quietly in the endless sky like a tiny stone tablet, hiding himself behind the clouds.

Hide first, survive first.

This instinctive idea seemed to be completely contrary to the enterprising and fighting spirit required to defeat the strong with the weak, but the deduction process, which had been slow to progress, finally showed signs of change.

Yue Tianji thought hard for a long time before he suddenly understood.

The reason why he saves his life first is that the master firmly believes that he will win in the end... He wants to compete with God for longevity and see who can survive to the end. Although it sounds a bit strange, isn't this a kind of self-confidence?

at the same time.

The entire inner sect of the Banshan Sect began to tremble slightly.

Yan Chongzhang, who was comforting the sect's disciples, seemed to have anticipated something and suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction.

The next moment, he watched helplessly as the nameless low mountain soared into the air, fell into the air, and then quickly rose higher, turning into a majestic and magnificent treasure mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing its original appearance!
Then it began to shrink again until it became the size of a palm, and then it flew towards the quiet cave where Shen Yi was!

boom--

With the demon's life span of one hundred thousand years madly poured into it, this treasure mountain crashed into Shen Yi's body, was refined in an instant, and sat in the inner palace, replacing the original trace of the true meaning of the divine mountain.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 460,000 years]

[He Dao (Xian). Shen Yue Zhen Qing Tian: Introduction]

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, his pupils were restrained from all sharpness, and he looked plain and simple.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Only Yue Tianji in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons had witnessed with his own eyes how shocking and terrifying the mountain in the other party’s inner palace was.

This must be a gift left by an immortal.

In addition to the skills, the immortal even left behind a magic weapon.

Combining these three techniques together and practicing them to the entry level is the real first test, and this sacred mountain is the reward after passing the test.

Even with Yue Tianji's noble status during his lifetime, he felt extremely envious at this moment.

Such a precious treasure was actually left in the remote area of ​​Xihong. It feels like picking up gold on the roadside.

"Congratulations, my Lord, for establishing a bond with the Immortal."

Listening to Yue Tianji's sincere congratulations, Shen Yi didn't care too much.

To be honest, the immortal who could create this kind of state of mind must have a very dangerous mind...it's still unclear whether he can still survive to this day.

He sank inward and looked inside, examining the extra mountain of treasures within his body.

Rather than saying it is a magic weapon, it is better to say it is a natural treasure that helps in practicing this kind of immortal technique.

Perhaps the immortal had already anticipated that the cultivator who could comprehend the divine mountain to suppress the blue sky was most likely not in a very good situation. Those who were doing well, like Yue Tianji, would not believe in any nonsense about using sand to suppress the blue sky.

Dust is dust, and heaven and earth are heaven and earth.

The former should be severely suppressed by the latter, just like the other three Hongs, they should be inferior to the Northern Hong.

The skills also select people.

Therefore, the immortal left this mountain behind to help the monks who were trying to understand the Dharma so that they would not be left penniless.

At least for now, with Shen Yi's cultivation level, he cannot control this treasure mountain at all and can only passively accept its protection.

"take it easy."

Shen Yi stood up and looked outside the quiet cave.

He now really wanted to know where the patriarch of the Haoyue Frost Tiger clan was now and what the Liuli Qingfeng clan was doing.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded from Shen Yi's Dao card.

"Is Sect Master Shen nearby?"

Shen Yi thought for a moment before realizing who the voice belonged to.

It was the big tree that he wanted to rely on the most when he was being chased by the tiger monster before, the leader of Qingyue Sect, Ji Jingxi.

……

Xihong, Hanyue Mountain.

The man, his body covered with shadowy talismans, limped towards the top of the mountain.

His dark white cloak had long been torn and stained with dark red, and he looked extremely disheveled.

"Ho..."

An Tingfeng breathed rapidly as he looked at the mountain in front of him, which he could pass by in a flash on normal days. Now it was so high that he even felt a little powerless to climb it.

He stopped to rest for a while, then walked up the mountain again.

The once invincible earth-level perfect demon, after being severely injured by Zixian Dragon Concubine, was locked up by Situ Junrui. Now he looks as weak as a mortal. I don't know how long it has been.

An Tingfeng finally crossed the mountains and arrived at his ancestral land.

All the ancestors of the Haoyue Frost Tiger clan should have been buried here, but at this moment, all the bones have been dug out and placed straight on the ground, and no one knows what has sucked away the remaining breath in them, and they have long been rotten.

An Tingfeng just passed by and shattered several corpses, turning them into powder and dissipating in the wind.

Finally, at the end of the ancestral land, in such a dead silent scene, a hint of strong vitality flashed.

It was a white flower, swaying slightly in the wind.

An Tingfeng stared at the flower and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He sat down beside it exhausted. He stretched out his large, blood-stained hand, and slightly closed his five fingers to block the mountain wind for the white flower.

"Madam, I'm back."

His voice was weak, and he glanced over with a look of dejection in his eyes: "I have searched all the major immortal sects and demon clans over the years, and was about to find some way to bring An Yi back to life and grow up healthily, but suddenly it turned out like this."

An Tingfeng stroked the petals with his fingertips, baring his fangs slightly, and said with emotion: "In fact, she has come back to life, but she... refuses to come back!"

When saying the last half of the sentence, the tiger demon suddenly trembled in anger.

"The body and hair are inherited from parents."

"How could she? How dare she! Refuse to return that body to you!"

"With the lady's soul and her body, our family will be reunited and full of joy..." An Tingfeng's breathing became heavier, as if he was immersed in that beautiful imagination.

He was once a ferocious tiger that the older generation of demons trembled in fear, but after completing the Earth Realm, he suddenly stopped moving forward.

Everyone else thought that he had suffered an irreparable injury in the war among his own people that year.

In fact, An Tingfeng had only been separating out some of his essence and blood to nourish the white flower transformed from his wife's corpse, in order to keep her. He would keep her until An Yi grew up, and then plant the flower into his daughter's body.

"I did everything for our reunion, but in the end I was betrayed by her!"

"Madam, have you ever thought that we would give birth to a conscienceless beast?"

An Tingfeng seemed to be crying and laughing, with a face like a devil, and his left hand covered his heart. The healed wound there was the "reward" for An Yi's years of hard work as a father to him after she finally came back to life.

In his right palm, the white flower began to tremble wildly.

"Madam is also angry?"

An Tingfeng slowly put away his smile and nodded seriously: "I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly grasped the stem of the white flower and said calmly, "There is more than one way to reunite. Our family will eventually be together, such as in my husband's body."

"I will take my wife to find her now. As the saying goes, if a son is not well educated, it is the fault of his father. Such a lowly creature should repent and be punished in the belly of her husband."

As he finished speaking, he slowly pulled the white flower out of the ancestral land.

The branches and leaves of the flower were like human hands, slapping the base of An Tingfeng's right palm frantically, but could not stop him from moving himself into that mouth.

"You are just... too soft-hearted... just like many years ago... too kind."

"You'll...spoil her...like this."

An Tingfeng pinched the branches and leaves that were desperately resisting him, stuffed the whole flower into his mouth, and chewed it slowly. He was clearly chewing a white flower, but scarlet blood seeped out quietly between his teeth, staining his white teeth, making it look even more hideous.

"Madam, I will take good care of An Yi and the monk who deceived her away. You must trust your husband."

An Tingfeng swallowed the white flower and then closed his eyes.

The next moment, the tattered black and white cloak on his body was suddenly torn apart by his surging muscles. His sturdy body swelled up in the wind, his limbs were as thick as giant trees, and he slammed the broad tiger paw hard on the top of Hanyue Mountain!
boom!
The huge white tiger's muscles were so tense that they seemed about to burst. Its eyes were wide open, almost bulging out of its sockets, and the area around its vertical pupils was filled with blood.

The ferocious face suddenly raised up and let out a deep tiger roar towards the sky.

If you let a tiger go back to the mountains, you will regret it eventually.

"Roar--"

The tiger's roars were continuous, crazy and shrill, as if it was enduring unimaginable pain.

The essence and blood that had been separated from it over the past 100,000 years now returned to its body all at once, almost tearing its body apart!
boom! boom! boom!
In the face of the surging energy and blood, the phantoms of the talismans on the tiger's body shattered one after another.

An Tingfeng rolled endlessly on the top of the mountain, destroying everything he touched until he was exhausted. The ancestral land was already in ruins, covered with thick bone meal.

It lay horizontally on the ground, its rapid breathing quickly turned into a low laugh, which spread out in this burial ground, making it look a little eerie.

After a short rest, the ferocious tiger stood up slowly and walked down the mountain staggeringly.

By the time he reached the foot of the ruined Hanyue Mountain, a letter written in demon blood had turned into a stream of light and was flying towards the water, all the way to the prince's mansion of the seventh master of the Qi family.

Sure enough, the dragon girl who came from the east, her heart is still in the east, or even in the south.

The demon tribe of Xihong still has to rely on Xilong Palace in the end.

……

In the Xihong flood area, in Qi Qiye’s palace.

The dragon son, wearing mighty heavy armor, sat upright on the throne, carefully read the blood letter in his hand, and slowly placed it on the table.

"Seventh Prince, I seem to smell the scent of that fierce tiger. Could it be that he has also figured it out?"

There was only one guest in the hall, an old man wearing green feathers.

"Isn't this great?"

Qi Zhaoping smiled, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

God knows what bad luck he has had recently. First, all the soldiers he sent out disappeared, and their lives or deaths are unknown. Not only did he lose his magic weapon, but he also lost face in Wanxiang Pavilion.

He was held accountable by his eldest brother again and was ordered to immediately find the stupid bear that had disappeared without a trace to prevent the news from leaking out.

Maybe good times will come after bad times.

Or maybe the recent changes in the situation in Xihong have been sensed by this group of land monsters. When the eldest brother sent a letter to ask, he was always politely declined. Now this group of big monsters are taking the initiative to surrender one after another.

I'll tell this good news to Nanhong later to make my eldest brother happy.

"..."

Although I don't like the hot and fiery aura of this old green phoenix.

But Qi Zhaoping still maintained a smile on his face: "Then I'll have to trouble your tribesmen to find someone for our fierce tiger."

"I'll go help him?" Old Man Qingyu was stunned.

"It's not really helping it. After all, your youngest son was most likely killed by the Seven Sons of Nanhong." Qi Zhaoping looked over meaningfully. Although he knew that it was the Ten Thousand Demons Palace that did it, others didn't know about it, so he simply went along with it and blamed it on the Seven Sons.

Hearing this, old man Qingyu's face twitched.

He pondered for a long time.

He slowly stood up and said, "Alright, let's consider this as a token of our Liuli Qingfeng clan's surrender to the West Dragon Palace. I hope that this will wipe out all past grudges."

"There is no grudge."

Qi Zhaoping waved his hand: "But you don't have to go there, go find something to do for that Sect Master Ji."

Big brother didn't stay in Nanhong for nothing. These days were enough for the other party to find out how many people the Seven Sons of Nanhong had sent to ask for help.

We have finally tamed that ferocious tiger, and we cannot let it go head to head with the leader of the Qingyue Sect.

"Don't worry, you will soon find out that the way our West Dragon Palace does things is completely different from that woman from the east. As long as you do things well, you will benefit from it."

"..."

Old Qingfeng slowly bowed and saluted.

Of course he knew what the Seventh Prince was talking about.

Due to their fiery nature, they are naturally hated by the West Dragon Palace, which results in the Liuli Qingfeng clan having to stay in the most remote places in Xihong.

Now that the West Dragon Palace was in turmoil, the Qingfeng clan finally had a chance to catch their breath.

He would definitely not be willing to play the vanguard in something like Following the Dragon's Merit, but if he could take advantage of the combined strength of the two Dragon Palaces to bully the Seven Sons of Nanhong, it would not be a big problem.

(End of this chapter)