An Ordinary Path to Immortality

These two pressures were not concealed at all, unbridled, but with a bit of righteousness, so that any cultivators and monsters who felt these two pressures could easily guess that it must come from human cultivators, and they were Mahayana cultivators who practiced Xuanmen Zhengfa.

After the two pressures came, all the monsters below the level of crossing the tribulation were terrified and trembling, and then they all fell to the ground and surrendered to the masters of these two spiritual pressures.

Under the pressure of the Mahayana cultivators, the monsters such as the Black Dragon King also lowered their heads and eyes. Not to mention resisting the pressure exerted by the other party, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly now.

Compared with the trembling and cautious monsters, the human cultivators were very excited. The participation of the two Mahayana cultivators made them understand that today's Woshen Mountain must be saved, and they and their fellow disciples would definitely not die again.

"Daoyou, am I right?" Baojing asked with a smile.

Bai Cang's expression gradually turned cold: "Is this the turning point you mentioned? Even if your reinforcements have arrived, so what? Doesn't my Zhenxian Palace have any reinforcements?"

As a Mahayana monster, the unruly ancestral blood in its body does not allow it to bow its head easily.

What's more, this time it has a legitimate reason. Even if two human Mahayana intervene, if it can't find its child, it will never give up.

"Why are you so angry, fellow Daoist? Maybe they didn't come here to compete with you, maybe they brought other news."

Bai Cang was not moved at all. He said in a cold tone: "Except for the news about my son, everything else is not important to me."

When Fang Ping's heart finally relaxed a little, suddenly two Mahayana pressures came overwhelmingly.

At this moment, all the monsters cheered and roared wildly, because these two Mahayana pressures came from the monsters.

The appearance of the two demon beasts' pressures was almost at the same time as the human Mahayana cultivators, but they did not intend to fight in the air. It seemed that they were just announcing their arrival to both parties and stopping the war.

Feeling the breath of the other two Mahayana demon beasts that followed closely, Bai Cang's face finally looked better.

As it expected, since the human Mahayana cultivators had already appeared, the other two Mahayana demon beasts in the Zhenxian Palace, as the host, would certainly not sit idly by.

The human cultivators, who were excited about the arrival of the Mahayana cultivators, suddenly sank to the bottom of their hearts and began to worry about their own life and death.

Fortunately, the Mahayana cultivators did not make them worry for too long. Along with the Mahayana pressure, there were also four phantoms.

Obviously, these four great masters did not come in person, but met with the phantoms of their spiritual consciousness.

After seeing the two phantoms, Bai Cang asked calmly: "What do you mean, two Taoist friends?"

Under normal circumstances, the communication between the great masters is naturally not something that other low-level cultivators and demon beasts can hear.

But this time, Bai Cang spoke directly, so that all the monsters and cultivators present could hear his words clearly.

One of the two human Mahayana phantoms was an old man with white hair and beard, and the other was a young man with a white face and no beard.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young Mahayana monk bowed to Bai Cang and said, "Don't blame me, fellow Daoist Bai Cang. I have no ill intentions. We, the cultivators of Yangzhou and Zhenxian Palace, have always kept our distance from each other. Today's incident was caused by a misunderstanding. I hope that fellow Daoist Bai Cang will withdraw his troops and not cause greater losses to both sides."

According to the map of the Tianyuan World, the continent is vast and boundless, with countless mountains, rivers, plains and lakes. In the long process of evolution, according to the changes in the power of some historical sects, more than 3,000 states of varying sizes were eventually formed. These are the 3,000 states of the Tianyuan World.

And that Yangzhou is a large state near the Endless Sea, and it is also the end point of Fang Ping's entry into the Tianyuan World according to the current sea map.

If the entire continent and the Endless Sea are placed on a map, Yangzhou and Zhenxian Palace are indeed the closest states.

It's just that for countless years, the two sides have not had much interaction.

Bai Cang sneered: "My son is missing, you say it's a misunderstanding? Am I deliberately making trouble out of nothing?"

"No, no." The old man said: "The disappearance of your child is indeed not related to Woshen Mountain."

"Whether it is related or not, I can only confirm it after checking. Even if you two come in person, I will not give you face." Bai Cang did not give in.

The so-called inspection it called was naturally not as simple as a simple spiritual sense sweep.

If you want to really confirm that Woshen Mountain did not steal your child, you can only destroy all the cultivators present, and then check carefully to rest assured.

"Daoyou, this is wrong. We are not here to be enemies with you." The young man said.

"Then what are you doing here? Are you here to see my joke?" Bai Cang said in a bad tone.

"No, no, we are here to ask you to withdraw your troops and let the people of Woshen Mountain go, and we also have news about your descendants to tell you." The young monk bowed again.

"News about my son? Do you have news about my child?" Bai Cang was a little excited, and then he regained his composure: "Aren't you deliberately making it up for the people of Woshen Mountain to deceive me?"

The old man of the Mahayana said: "Of course not. You are going to such a big fight to find your son, how dare we use false news to deceive you."

After saying that, the old man glanced at the Mahayana youth, who smiled slightly. Without waiting for Bai Cang to speak, he said: "We did think about leading people to support Woshen Mountain before, but we received news from Yangzhou Tianbao Pavilion that a divine beast egg will be auctioned soon..."

Bai Cang was shocked: "What did you say, Tianbao Pavilion? Could that beast egg be...?"

The young Mahayana nodded slightly: "Yes, Daoyou is right. When we got the news, we went to Tianbao Pavilion to confirm the news. However, because the rules of Tianbao Pavilion are strict, we really spent a lot of skills to confirm the identity of the beast egg, so we were able to see the beast egg before the auction."

The Mahayana old man added: "At first, we thought that the demon prince of Zhenxian Palace was a demon beast, so we didn't have much hope, but when we saw the beast egg, based on the aura in it, we can basically determine that it should be the missing demon prince of Zhenxian Palace."

As he said that, another jade slip flew out of the old man's hand and landed in front of Bai Cang.

Bai Cang swept his spiritual sense and immediately understood that what the two people said was true.

Because only a few Zhenxian Palace demons knew that the identity of the prince was actually just a beast egg, and human cultivators had no way of knowing it.

Not to mention that the image of the beast egg to be auctioned in the jade slip was exactly the same as its lost child.

But why did its lost child fall into the hands of Tianbao Pavilion?