Immortality: Goudao, sect, sit for eternity

"Water has Wang Eight Turtles, and Lu has Hanging Micro Sect. Suozong has been ten years old, shrinking his head to be a turtle!" A little girl in a flower cloth with two small twisted braids is holding a windmill in her hand, running and playing on the street while reciting an oil poem of unknown origin.

On the tea house on the side, several knights with knives, hearing this oil poem, couldn't help but ask the shop Xiaoer who went to the wine.

"Xiao Er, what's the situation with this Hanging Wei Sect, Lock Sect for ten years?" Shop

Xiao Er looked up and down at several people around the tea table, the corners of his mouth grinned, and said with a smile: "Several guest officials just came to Hang Wei Town when they saw it.

"The Hanging Wei Sect was originally a big sect with more than 10,000 disciples, so this Hanging Wei Town appeared under the mountain. However, one night ten years ago, I heard that the Hanging Wei Sect was attacked by the combined forces of the other four sects. After that, it slumped and struggled to support itself for a year. After the new sect master took over the sect, he began to lock the sect.

After listening to the description of the shop Xiao Er, several people frowned slightly. The target of their coming this time is the Hanging Micro Sect.

Now the Hanging Micro Sect has been beaten like this by the other four sects...

"Xiao Er, how is the strength of that Hanging Wei Sect now?!" Shop

Xiao Er shook the white cloth, draped it over his shoulders, and shook his head, "Maybe, perhaps, the weakest of the Five Sects?"

After speaking, Shop Xiao Er turned and left.

Not only everyone in the town knows about it, but the entire Eastern Spirit Kingdom has heard about the Hanging Wei Sect.

The Hanging Micro Sect has been locked in the sect for ten years, does not recruit any disciples, and communication with the outside world is only to purchase cultivation resources.

Outsiders simply could not judge the power that appeared in the Hanging Micro Sect.

The enchantment around the Hanging Micro Sect was also very completely isolated from the prying eyes of others.

"This...?" At

this moment, Hanging Wei Zong Yunshan was inside.

A wisp of cooking smoke slowly rises.

The small dan furnace flew out a wisp of smoke, and the clouds in front of the dan furnace were like white jade, sword eyebrows and stars, and long hair fluttered.

Yunshan Residence is located on a cliff.

Below, there is the abyss. Yun Fang was extremely calm in his heart, looking at the dark valley below, he couldn't help but shake his head.

It's been

ten years since he came into the world.

I thought that when I came to this world, I would be the sect master at the beginning and could do great things.

Unexpectedly, he was in danger.

The four sieges killed the old sect master and most of the strong people in the sect. The rest of the strong people were also in the subsequent retreat, and it didn't take long for them to sit down.

When this Hanging Micro Sect reached his hands, his comprehensive strength was already at the lowest point in hundreds of years.

Looking at the shaky and precarious Hanging Micro Sect, he was also a little helpless.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to lead all the disciples in the sect to fight to the death with one of the four sects, a golden light suddenly appeared in his body.

After pondering for three days, he finally found the relevant historical records.

According to the book, the moment he possessed this Blessed Source Holy Body, he had already turned the ground within a radius of thousands of meters into a Blessed Source Holy Land.

As long as someone cultivates in the Fuyuan Land, they can increase their cultivation speed by three times.

Moreover

, this innate source of blessing holy body can also create new source of blessing in more places, on the condition that more sect disciples are needed.

For every three thousand disciples, they can get a piece of the Blessing Source Holy Land.

At the same time, the greater the number of disciples who cultivated in the Fuyuan Land, the more cultivation feedback he could get.

Now that the ten-year period is approaching, it is time for him to consider opening the school.

Now his realm has reached the Cave Void Realm. In terms of the combat power of the five sects of the entire Eastern Spirit Kingdom, they are already the number one existence.

However, he still has some concerns.

If according to the previous personality, the day of exit would be the time when the other four sects were broken. But now, he has been in the sect for ten years.

The more than a thousand disciples under his disciples were also deeply influenced by his teachings, and all of them followed a word.

On the first day of the sect, he exposed his strength and opened the special kill, which is estimated to be not approved by all the disciples.

And, most importantly. Now the other four sects in the Dongling country may all have old ancestors sitting behind them. The combat effectiveness of those old monsters is still completely unclear.

Making a rash move is very likely to backfire.

Moreover, the current East Spirit Kingdom has its own royal power.

Once the five major sects, which are currently nearly balanced, usher in a fight again, once the royal forces intervene, it is not impossible to take the opportunity to kill any sect.

The Hanging Micro Sect, which has been closed for ten years, is undoubtedly the key to it.

If the realm strength of the disciples in the sect was exposed, the other four sects would inevitably be restless.

At that time, the heritage of the four great sects, coupled with the peerless masters hidden in the royal family's forces, it is not impossible to destroy the Hanging Micro Sect!

Yun Fang nodded, such a result was obviously not what he wanted to see.

Tomorrow was the opening day of the sect, and he also had to discuss countermeasures with the three elders and all the disciples in the sect.

Just as he turned around and wanted to walk out of the Cloud Mountain Residence.

At the door of Yunshanju, there was a sudden knock.

"The door is unlocked, you guys come in." "

When I got Yun Fang's words, the wooden door of Yunshanju slowly opened.

Yun Fang glanced at the three elders who came and asked, "What's the matter?"

In the past ten years, in the eyes of all the disciples in the sect, he was so calm.

After seeing that Yun Fang did not have the slightest nervousness, the Great Elder glanced at the Second Elder and Third Elder on the left and right, and took the lead in asking.

"Sect Master, tomorrow is the opening day of the Ten-Year Lock Sect. At that time, what should we do?"

Yun Fang had already expected that they would ask this question, and at the moment there was still no expression on his face, and he asked very calmly.

"What do you three mean?" As

if waiting for him to say this, the three elders all smiled.

The second elder took the words and spoke, "Sect Master, the three of us have been discussing for a while.

"We agreed that on the opening day of tomorrow, all the disciples of the sect would wear transfiguration masks, swallow the Pressure Realm Pill, and press their own realm down a large level. It won't be untied until the sect is closed late at night!" the

other two elders also nodded.

Yun Fang's surface was silent, and he already laughed out loud in his heart.

"These three elders, Gou Dao is studying well!"

he originally thought.

However, this sect was finally reopened, and he needed to recruit new disciples.

In this way, not only can he open up more blessed source lands, but he can also get more disciples' cultivation feedback, greatly accelerating the speed of realm improvement.

Yun Fang pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "This proposal is good, we are not very clear about the situation outside, so it is better to be careful."

"However, on the opening day of tomorrow, I plan to recruit a new batch of disciples. For three days, the range of disciples was in the entire Eastern Spirit Kingdom.

Before Yun Fang's words were finished, the three elders said in unison: "What?!"