Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 386 Detachment
At this time, high in the sky.

Lu Ye was flying in front with a blue and vest face and an expressionless face. Next to him was Elder Ming who was nagging non-stop.

"Brother Lan, and all the clan leaders, don't worry, Master."

"Once we get to the mountain, our sect will absolutely guarantee to treat every force fairly and justly."

"I will never embezzle any of the credit and resources of any family."

"We are together for the purpose of completely eradicating the forces such as the Tianlun Sect in Shanbei this time."

"Unify Huangsha Mountain and eliminate the possibility of future wars!"

"Everyone, what we are doing is a good thing that will benefit the present and future generations...hiccup..."

Elder Ming spoke passionately, and if he hadn't suddenly burped, his speech might have been more convincing.

Lu Ye's expression remained unchanged, as he was the one who gave away the wine.

He turned his head and looked at the Lan family members behind him.

Although several elders like Lan Wu pretended to be obedient on their faces, they showed disdain in their eyes.

These people are all in their seventies or eighties, and Lan Wutong is also in his fifties. They have worked hard for the Lan family all their lives, so it is natural that he would not be led astray by a few words.

In addition, there was another wave of thirty to fifty cultivators in the family. They were all focused on the middle stage of Qi training, and everyone kept a vigilant look in their eyes.

Further down, there was a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training, in his twenties, whose blood was still hot. When he heard that there was a chance to end the war between the north and south of Huangsha Mountain, his eyes lit up.

Lu Ye sneered in his heart when he saw this.

In his opinion, the fundamental reason for the battle between the north and south of Huangsha Mountain was that the mountain range was too long and narrow, stretching for thousands of miles, and there were two core areas of spiritual veins in the north and south of the mountain, connected by only the natural barrier of Falling Eagle Gorge.

Moreover, the southern part of the mountain is a farming area with abundant rainfall, but the northern part of the mountain has very little rainfall. It is only thanks to the spiritual vein that the area remains lush and green. In fact, it is like a dagger inserted into the Gobi Desert.

It would be strange if these two places didn't split.

In addition, Huangsha Mountain is the main passage from the desert to the Central Plains. It would be strange if there was no turmoil in this place.

If there were no immortal forces causing trouble in this world, the mortal dynasties could solve most of the unrest problems by simply building the Great Wall.

It just so happens that these cultivators possess great powers. For those above the Golden Core stage, it is common for them to wipe out a hill, and it is also easy for them to destroy a section of a city wall or fortress.

Therefore, there were constant wars between the north and south of the mountain every few decades. Coupled with the remnants of the demon tribe in the north stirring up trouble, the situation became a time-controlled powder keg.

Lu Ye looked at the young men from other families and found that most of them were like the Lan family. The older ones could withstand the deception, while the younger ones were mostly tempted.

The old-looking tribe leader with a goatee and wearing a Taoist robe suddenly sneered.

"Elder Ming, I dare not think of good things that will benefit this generation and future generations."

"As long as most of our Yang family members can survive this setback, that's good enough."

"Last time, half of our Yang family's immortal cultivation seeds died."

This person is Yang Shan, the head of the Yang family.

Another bald clan leader nodded in agreement. This clan leader was Guan Changdao, the leader of the Guan family.

"Yes, the Guan family suffered even worse last time. Even the foundation-building clan leader died in the battle, and 70 to 80 percent of the immortal cultivators died."

"This time we will obey the orders of the sect leader. We will give you the people and resources you need."

"If the casualties are more severe than in the last war, we won't be so obedient next time."

Elder Ming looked embarrassed and waved his hand quickly.

"No, no."

"We have three foreign players, and we have all the great talents helping us. Not only will we win, but we will win beautifully."

The last person standing next to them was dressed as a Taoist priest with a whisk in his hand, and his Taoist name was Yunyanke.

He was the leader of a small sect, the Qingyan Sect. At this time, Yunyake sighed and called out "Wulian Tianzun", only saying four words.

"I hope so."

Yang Shan from the Yang family, Guan Changdao from the Guan family, and Yun Yanke from the Qingyan family are three good neighbors within a hundred miles of the Lan family. All three of them are masters of foundation building.

Among these three families, the Yang family has the largest number of people, followed by the Guan family, then the Qingyan family, and the worst is the Lan family.

Of course, the Lan family is not that miserable.

In fact, the worst thing is that the Zhang family, which originally had a place in it, has been destroyed by Lu Ye.

Elder Ming led these four forces straight to Jinsha Mountain.

Yang Shan, Guan Changdao and Yun Yanke teamed up to bully Elder Ming with words, also to remind the disciples not to forget who they depended on.

Lu Ye could see that these three foundation-building masters were unwilling to accept this, but given the situation, what could they do?

In peacetime, you can still slack off at work and engage in passive resistance. Now that we are facing a war, you have to go to the front line and act like a jerk. Do you think the Jindan masters on your side are just for show?
As for Lu Ye.

Well, he just came here to slack off - he is different from others, he plans to rely on his strength and cheats to slack off.

The few people from the Lan family who came out of retirement carried one-fifth of the family's savings from the public treasury.

Zhang Cunyi brought with him four foundation-building demons, and also the invisible Achou, who could serve as free bodyguards for the Lan family members when they went out.

Lu Ye felt that even if it was the real clan leader Lan He, he could not arrange things as well as himself.

He was sponsored by many kind-hearted people, especially the Taoist Jia's organization and the treasure support of the predecessor's Tongxindao organization.

He no longer cared about the wealth of ordinary foundation-building families and did not covet the Lan family's wealth.

So he asked himself if he had done his duty to the Lan family.

Once they entered the Jinsha Gate, many members of the Lan family were broken up and reorganized. How they survived became the responsibility of the leaders of the Jinsha Gate.

He then relaxed and followed the Jindan cultivator into the north of the mountain several times.

When the two sides started fighting officially and the fight became intense, it was natural for him to slip away.

Wouldn’t it be nice to go back and live with your brother and his wife?

Why fill the trenches here?
If we could take Mo Ruyan's life away, that would be the best.

Judging from their speed now, Zhang Cunyi, Sister Hong and a few members of the Lan family should have left Huangsha Mountain, right?
Up to now, Lu Ye has not felt any severe pain in his spirit, nor has he experienced any physical injury symptoms such as nosebleeds.

This means that Zhang Cunyi did not use the foundation-building method to refine corpses and self-destruct.

After all, there are soul seeds planted in those foundation-building corpses. In fact, they are his split souls. If they explode, he will also be slightly injured.

I don’t know if it’s because Achou killed the enemies too quickly, or if the road was really too peaceful?

If the Jinsha Sect had any shame, and Yu Sanren was guarding the mountain pass, if there really was a calamity cultivator, he should take action, right?

Maybe?
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Outside the yellow sand mountain.

All the forces, each sect and family sent out at least three to five people, and at most more than ten people, and they could only come out of the mountains after receiving the order from old man Sha Yu.

At the mountain pass, Yu Sanren sat there cross-legged with his eyes closed, floating in the air, motionless.

Under him was a wooden harp, emitting terrifying vibrations. It was a golden elixir spiritual weapon.

Yu Sanren naturally brought a follower with him, who was a foundation-building cultivator from the Jinsha Sect named Shatu.

Shatu also brought a dozen Qi training disciples to act as guards.

The monks from various forces were arranged to disperse from Huangsha Mountain and come to Shatu one by one to present the jade tablet of the order.

Then he knelt down respectfully towards the great god Yu Sanren who had his eyes closed beside him.

Shatu took the jade token to verify the information left by the sect leader. After confirming that the number of people, appearance, body shape, gender, and cultivation level matched, he waved his hand and let them go.

Soon, it was the Lan family's turn.

The lucky elder designated by Lu Ye is named Lan Jili. His cultivation has just reached the seventh level of Qi training, ranking last among all the elders.

Lu Ye said that this name sounded auspicious and would definitely help lead the Lan family's immortal seedlings to find a place to settle down.

At this moment, Lan Jili presented the jade token of the imperial edict, and then quietly gave the other party a few medium-grade spirit stones.

"Elder Sha, this is the jade token of my Lan family's order, please check it."

Shatu hummed, took the jade token, and put it on his forehead in a pretentious manner. In fact, he had already scanned the people from the Lan family with his spiritual sense.

There were both men and women. In addition to this elder, there was a man with extremely long arms who was in the middle stage of Qi training. The rest were not worth mentioning.

The number of immortal cultivators completely matches the record on the jade token.

What was even more bizarre was that these cultivators brought with them a mortal who had absolutely no spiritual roots for cultivation and no cultivation, and she was a woman.

Isn't this a burden?

However, Shatu did not say anything. He pinched a few medium-grade spirit stones in his sleeves and was very satisfied.

Elder Ming is his good friend and has already greeted him.

This favor has to be done, and the other party also knows the rules. What does it have to do with him if the other party is willing to bring a mortal with no spiritual roots out of the mountain?
Not to mention bringing one mortal, even if you bring thousands of mortals, if your pace is slow, it's their own fault.

Shatu hummed and waved his hand.

"Let go!"

Lan Jili hurriedly led everyone forward.

There were hundreds of people like them who went south out of the mountain today. At this moment, rays of light flew away from all around and rushed out of the mountain.

Seeing that he was already far away from Yu Sanren and Shatu, Lan Jili knew that their spiritual consciousness could no longer hear their conversation.

He bowed to Zhang Cunyi and Sister Hong.

"Dignified guest!"

"This is far enough."

"According to the instructions of the clan leader, we must protect the two of you."

"When we set out, the clan leader gave us a small boat to escape, but I see so many people are leaving the mountain today, I'm afraid the road may not be safe, so let's get on the boat first."

Zhang Cunyi is quick to accept good advice.

He is only at the fifth level of Qi training, and his cultivation is not as good as the other party. The foundation-building and corpse-refining techniques given by his elder brother are just his last resort. Now it is better for him to let the other party take on the challenge first.

soon.

Lan Jili released a small boat carved from a walnut tree. The boat swelled to a length of about ten feet when the wind blew, and it was equipped with a black sail and long oars.

The boat was suspended a few feet above the ground.

After everyone boarded the boat, Lan Jili chanted a spell, and soon a yellow light appeared outside the boat.

The small boat soared into the sky, and with a slight buzzing sound, it sped towards the south of the mountain. Its speed was much faster than that of the cultivators on the ground who were using their escape light.

At this time, there were more than a dozen flying magic weapons like the Lan family's boat in the air.

On the ground, the colorful lights are also very beautiful. Some families and factions have chosen magical tools that can walk on the ground.

After all, Jinshamen only gave each force a very short time to prepare, allowing them to complete the relocation and retreat within a few days.

Yu Sanren was a great Jindan master and it was impossible for him to guard the mountain pass as a gate god every day, so the Jinsha Gate gave all the forces three days.

Lan Jili controlled the boat while talking to Zhang Cunyi.

He was not trying to find out any information about Zhang Cunyi. He knew that the identity of this distinguished guest was mysterious, and the clan leader had not revealed any information about Zhang Cunyi and the mortal woman to the clan members.

Lan Jili simply wanted to please Zhang Cunyi.

"Dear guest, we should be out of the mountain in an hour. There may be robbery cultivators waiting outside."

"When the time comes, please stand in the center of the boat."

"Don't worry, as long as the Lan family and I are still alive, we will never let the enemy kill you two."

Zhang Cunyi responded with a smile, thinking that it was not necessary, as the eldest brother had prepared a trump card for us.

They had no idea that outside the boat, the invisible Ah Chou was flying around the boat in boredom - he really wanted to drink!

An hour later.

In the sky and on the ground, dozens of beams of light rushed out of the Huangsha Mountain Pass almost at the same time. Everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding and immediately dispersed in all directions.

In the end, they could only walk a hundred or so feet.

Suddenly, four strange laughs were heard around the mountain pass.

A column of black smoke rose from the east side, and a monk with a black robe and a sinister aura stood there, waving a soul-summoning flag.

As soon as he waved the flag, countless ghosts flew out and ate the four or five people on the land boat heading east, turning them into skeletons.

"This road is blocked..."

Green poisonous gas rose to the sky from the west. A fat man was riding on a green toad. The toad had a long, bright green tongue, which was like a rope that caught a large eagle in the sky. Even the eight or nine people on the eagle's back turned into sewage.

"This road is also blocked..."

There were two monks on the south side, wearing green hats and green clothes, who looked like twins, each holding a green and prosperous sword. The two of them joined their swords and slashed downwards.

scoff.

A sword formation with flying sword energy appeared in the air. A flying shuttle accidentally broke in and the people and magic weapons were chopped into countless pieces.

The two brothers shouted in unison.

"If you want to live like this!"

"Everyone!"

"Please leave some money to buy your life!"

The four monks from the southeast, west and north each used fierce means. As soon as they appeared, they took dozens of heads to show their power and stopped the other monks.

Everyone was shocked.

"Foundation-building monk!"

"There are also foundation-building treasures!"

"What should I do?"

The cultivators panicked at once. In fact, when they left Huangsha Mountain, their families and sects had used all their trump cards.

However, it was obvious at first glance that these four foundation-building cultivators were in the same group.

They are united and strong, but we are just a bunch of scattered soldiers.

Many forces were frightened and prepared to turn north and return to Huangsha Mountain to seek protection from the Jindan master Yu Sanren.

As a result, the ground at the mountain pass bulged and exploded.

A gray figure jumped out. The man was two meters tall, with muscular body. He held a stone hammer and shouted, "This road is blocked."

The stone hammer was swung, smashing the smart guys into pieces.

For a moment, all the cultivators in Huangsha Mountain were trapped together.

One of the twin brothers wielding the sword sneered and shouted.

"Everyone, we know that you left Huangsha Mountain with a lot of luggage."

"Be quick, leave half of your belongings behind and let you live."

"If you don't obey, you will all die here!"

The cultivators were terrified when someone in the flying sedan shouted loudly.

"All cultivators, are we, the forces in the north of Huangsha Mountain, just going to let them rob us?"

"Fight them!"

The flying sedan leaped forward, releasing a puppet tiger to stand in front of it, and then rushed forward with a roar.

The twin brothers' faces changed and they cursed at the man for being ungrateful.

The two men controlled their flying swords to strike the puppet tiger, causing sparks to fly and foam to fly everywhere.

The puppet tiger however moved forward despite the attack.

The cultivators behind were becoming more and more agitated, and some were ready to follow.

One of the twin brothers was furious and said "loose money", while the other one suddenly threw a black round ball from his sleeve.

The sphere fell on the puppet tiger, surrounded by a black electric ball with an ominous aura, and exploded with a loud bang, shaking the whole area.

The turbulent flow of spiritual energy swept in all directions, and the puppet tiger screamed as it was dissolved. Even the cultivators following behind in the flying sedan were in trouble. The sedan disintegrated, and they were severely injured and unable to maintain flight in the air. They all screamed and fell to the ground and turned into meat patties.

All the cultivators were shocked.

What a domineering thunder ball this is. When one of them fell, the previously hard puppet tiger became as soft as a candle under a raging fire and melted instantly.

The twin sword cultivators sneered, and five more black round pills appeared in each of their hands.

"Humph, this is the Yin Water Mine that our brothers bought at a high price!"

"The best at corroding foundation-building treasures!"

"Who wants to try out your trump cards to see if they work? Come on up!"

All the practitioners were silent.

We are all smart people. The other side still has five Yin water mines in his hand. The first five forces that rush up will definitely suffer heavy casualties and will not have a good ending.

Smart people are unwilling to sacrifice themselves to illuminate others.

We all know that the best way is for everyone to rush forward, use all means possible, and even if it means losing some manpower, we can still overwhelm these five foundation builders.

But no one wants to be the one who gets hurt.

As the scene gradually became silent and the atmosphere became heavy, the practitioners looked at each other and no longer had any firm belief.

The five foundation-building cultivators in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest laughed out loud and felt relieved.

They are actually a makeshift team and this is their first collaboration.

He was unsure about robbing so many forces, but money was attractive, and faced with such a huge fortune, he finally decided to take the risk.

Who would have thought the process would go so smoothly?

Yin water mines are extremely precious. In fact, they only have one, and the other five are just showpieces.

If the cultivators really wanted to rush forward, the five of them would have no choice but to turn around and flee.

Who knew that so many people were actually frightened by them.

In the encircled circle, all the cultivators lowered their heads in shame, each calculating how much would be left after contributing half of their wealth.

Those who have grudges against each other look around with murderous eyes. If they don't want to suffer losses, they can still settle the accounts by robbing their neighbors afterwards.

So some of that force took the initiative to step forward and offer their lives and property to leave, just to get as far away from the Huangshashan forces.

As for whether there are other foundation-building cultivators outside after leaving these five, they can't care about it and just try their luck.

The scene is chaotic.

A cold snort suddenly came from the sky.

"Dare to hunt at Huangsha Pass."

"Do you think I, the three scattered people of Jinshamen, am a clay sculpture or a wooden sculpture?"

Swish!
A long white light flew over the horizon and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Then he watched as a mottled xylophone was suspended in the air, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered, finally forming six colorful fingers.

The finger was placed on the strings of the zither, and there was a sudden burst of energy. Immediately, the sound of the zither became louder, and it collided with the spiritual energy in the air and transformed into colorful swords, spears, and halberds that slashed towards the five foundation-building cultivators.

The five foundation-building cultivators cried out in surprise upon seeing this, and each used some means to desperately resist.

The twins in the south set up a sword formation; the demon cultivator in the east raised the soul-calling banner to block in front of him, the poison cultivator in the west spit out a toad, and the cultivator actually drilled into it; the strong man in the north slipped directly into the ground.

However, the sound of the piano was merciless. It first shattered the twin sword formation; then it fell into the ground and blew the strong man out; then it split the toad and the monk inside it into countless pieces vertically to the west; and then it turned the soul-calling banner into rags with one sword to the east.

As the sound of the zither came out, four of the five foundation-building cultivators died. It turned out that the demon cultivator who wielded the banner had the highest skills. He blocked the attacks with the banner and his body turned into black smoke and flew away.

The voice of Yu Sanren came from the xylophone.

"what?"

"Can you take my attack without dying?"

"Forget it, I'll spare your life!"

The xylophone went north and escaped directly. It turned out that from beginning to end, Yu Sanren had never appeared at all. He only attached a trace of his spirit to the xylophone.

Wow.

Yu Sanren showed his power, and the five foundation-building cultivators were defeated.

All the cultivators knelt down hurriedly to thank the Jindan Master for saving their lives, then stood up and left in a hurry.

Lan Jili led the Lan family to walk eastward, wiping the sweat off their face as they walked. It was a close call just now.

Because of fear, he didn't dare to fly high and flew low over the treetops.

"what……"

"Uncle, look ahead."

"That robe looks familiar."

Someone pointed forward.

When everyone looked, they saw a headless monk in a black robe, his body hanging tragically on the treetop.

Everyone looked at the robe very familiarly, and someone shouted out - isn't this the demon cultivator who used the soul-summoning flag?
The opponent was able to escape from the attack of the Jindan spiritual weapon and was considered the strongest among the five.

Who knew he would die on the way to escape.

Seeing that the opponent's head was shattered, but he was still in the posture of fleeing, it was obvious that he was suddenly attacked. The enemy's methods were far superior to his, so he died suddenly without any reaction.

Everyone was amazed.

Lan Jili waved.

"You fools!"

"Go down quickly!"

"That's a foundation-building project. Hurry up and collect it. We're going to make a fortune..."

"God bless me, I don't know which expert captured this thief. From now on, my Lan family will burn incense and pray every day..."

Zhang Cunyi and Sister Hong looked at each other.

Elder Lan is a wonderful person. He may be afraid and timid, but he is really brave when he sees spirit stones.

Several miles away.

Achou was moving his body around, feeling bored, so bored that he just blew a head off for fun.

The task assigned by the master has been completed.

It carefully sensed the vague direction of the wild road below, turned around, and galloped away.

-

On Jinsha Mountain.

In one day, various forces gathered thousands of monks.

Fortunately, the Jinshamen family is large and powerful, with capable elders, and they have done their homework in advance and arranged the cave, accommodation, and food in an orderly manner.

After all the forces arrived, the guiding elders came forward and separated the foundation-building leaders and their disciples.

Lu Ye, Yang Shan, Guan Changdao and Yun Yanke were invited into the hall again. They saw that most of the foundation-building leaders were already in the hall.

"Brother Lan, this way..." Shen Tianri was sharp-eyed and immediately waved to Lu Ye when he saw him.

There happened to be a few empty seats next to him, so Lu Ye and others sat there.

"Brother Shen, we meet again."

"You are well-informed. How will Jinshamen arrange for us?"

"Hey, Brother Lan, I just like to ask questions. There's no such thing as being well-informed or not."

"But we do have a big event for today."

"We must choose a Jindan master to follow, and we will fight with him in the future. We will not change him easily."

"Old Man Sha Yu is in charge of Jinshamen and won't come out easily. Besides, he has many Jinshamen disciples to take care of him. If we were to go there, we would just be cannon fodder. Only Mo Yuzhu and the other three are left to choose from."

"Mo Sanren is serious and stern, like an iceberg, I'm afraid he's not easy to deal with; Yu Sanren is like a modest gentleman, warm and approachable; Zhu Sanren is a little gloomy, but his bamboo whip is really domineering, you will definitely not suffer any loss if you follow him."

"I wonder which one you'd choose, Brother Lan?"

Yang Shan, Guan Changdao and Yun Yanke immediately started a discussion.

To some extent, this is not about choosing a person, but about choosing a fate.

If you follow the right Jindan master, your chances of survival will definitely increase greatly; if you follow that ruthless and cold-blooded person, you will probably only be cannon fodder.

Yu Sanren has a good temperament, Zhu Sanren has sharp means, and they are both men, so most people want to choose these two.

Judging from her ranking, Mo Sanren should be stronger than the other two, but she is like a huge iceberg and a female cultivator, so everyone subconsciously doesn't want to deal with her - except for those who are horny.

Lu Ye rolled his eyes, said "oh" and smiled calmly.

"Of course I choose Mo Sanren!"

"She is so familiar to me. I always feel like she is my long-lost relative."

(End of this chapter)