Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Wang Qingyang's actions completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

So that everyone was stunned on the spot.

The majestic monk, the master of Bailian Sect, Tong Jiao couldn't help but shouted angrily:

"you wanna die!"

However, along with his angry roar, the light on the third-order Tianleizi suddenly brightened!

Tong Jiao suddenly closed her mouth.

He glared at the calm-looking girl with angry eyes, but he could only force himself to endure it.

And the expression of Ke Mo, the master of Fenglin Mansion, who was originally calm and full of wisdom, could not help but darken in an instant.

He couldn't help gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, and the mana in his body surged like a sea tide.

But then he relaxed again.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay! Let's retreat, but it's meaningless. Do you think you can escape from here with this?"

"In Yangyang Huangji Continent, Nascent Soul monks are emerging in large numbers. Even if you overseas monks take away the inheritance of refining the void, you will not be able to break through to the transformation of gods within the limits of heaven and earth. On the contrary, it will attract huge troubles to the forces behind you. Disaster!"

"When the time comes, we will attack in groups. Have you ever thought about this outcome?"

Komo spoke sincerely.

However, what made him frown secretly was that this overseas female cultivator only responded to him with one sentence:

"I said three numbers. If you don't leave, you will die!"

"three!"

The Tianleizi became brighter and brighter in front of Zhao Feng's forehead, and no one had any doubt that this Tianleizi would explode in the next moment.

Kemo's tone was stagnant!

Tong Jiao was furious and shouted angrily:

"How can I, the master of this sect, be threatened by a little girl like you! Kill me! I don't believe you can destroy yourself in time! When the time comes, I will throw your body to the dirty rats under the Tianmozhou! Let them I will destroy you! I will also drain your soul, find out your origins, and kill your entire sect..."

Wang Qingyang's expression remained unchanged and he uttered one word:

"two!"

"you!"

Tong Jiao angrily pointed the bed crossbow at Wang Qingyang, but Ke Mo dodged and held him down.

"Master Tongmen!"

Ke Mo looked deeply at Tong Jiao.

Tong Jiao snorted angrily and put away the crossbow.

He glanced at the monks around him and said with a long face:

"Everyone stand back!"

Komo also spoke up immediately.

The monks around him immediately retreated back.

Kemo turned to look at Wang Qingyang and said in a frank tone:

"We have retreated, but the result will not make any difference. I advise you to give him to us. I can guarantee that as long as you give him to us, no one will pursue the forces behind you, including you. , we can even send you away safely!"

After hearing Ke Mo's words, Wang Qingyang lowered his head slightly, seeming to be thinking seriously.

Seeing that his words had an effect, Kemo's heart shook slightly, but his voice suddenly turned cold:

"Of course, don't have any illusions. To be honest, even if you kill him, the inheritance will probably return to the Hualong Pond on its own. If we want to get it, it's just a matter of spending more time and effort. We just don’t want to do this, but on the contrary, if you don’t give it..."

Kemo suddenly opened his palm, and a gorgeously decorated bronze mirror flew out of his palm.

Wang Qingyang's face darkened slightly, but Tianleizi had completely brightened up!

"Don't be nervous, haha, I just want you to know the current situation."

The bronze mirror hung slightly, but did not make any move towards Wang Qingyang. Instead, it reflected the shadow of a map.

Ke Mo pointed to one of the pieces of land and looked at Wang Qingyang with a smile:

"Haha, looking at your clothes, appearance, speech and behavior, it is obvious that you are not from Tianmo Continent, and are slightly different from Jingyuan Continent. If I guessed correctly, you should be from here, right?"

A light tap of your finger.

The location in the point is exactly where Feng Linzhou is.

Subconsciously scanning the scene in his glasses, Wang Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent.

Comor was thinking about himself:

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it."

"If I remember correctly, I can count all the great forces in Feng Linzhou on one hand, including Yan, Jin, Chu, Qi and Wu, one demon, three sects and five clans. After this catastrophe, there may not be a few left... We After checking one by one, I will always find your roots! Little girl, I think you are not very old. It may not be hopeless to step into Yuanying in the future. There is no need to harm yourself and everyone for this unrealistic thing. .”

"What do you think?"

Listening to Kemo's threats and inducements, Wang Qingyang glanced at Zhao Feng beside him.

At this moment, Zhao Feng had completely closed his eyes.

The figure is sometimes clear, sometimes empty.

It was obvious that he was trying his best to resist the control of the arrow coming from his chest.

Even though Wang Qingyang was calm in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious at this moment.

"Why hasn't Uncle Guan come out yet... If we continue to delay, there is no guarantee that they will have any means to plot against us."

As soon as the thought came up, Wang Qingyang's face suddenly darkened!

At the same time, his body suddenly fell downwards uncontrollably, and the light of the Heavenly Thunderbolt hanging between Zhao Feng's eyebrows also dimmed quietly, and it fell straight down.

She couldn't even feel Tianleizi's presence.

No matter how she tried to bring up the mana, there was no feedback at all. She just felt that the mana in the golden elixir had completely disappeared.

"It was plotted! When..."

Wang Qingyang's face was pale, his black hair was blown by the strong wind, and his head fell downwards.

In the pupils, the sneering face of Ke Mo, the master of Fenglin Mansion, was reflected in mid-air, as well as the slightly rotating ornate mirror in his hand.

Her appearance was clearly reflected in the mirror, but her eyes in the mirror were dull, as if she had lost her soul.

"Catch her! Keep an eye on her, she can be of great use!"

"It's that mirror!"

She suddenly woke up.

However, it was too late to realize this.

Her magic power could not be used, and the result waiting for her was to fall from the clouds and mist, and be attacked and killed by magical weapons from several unnoticed disciples of the Five Sects.

…

In mid-air, Ke Mo dodged and landed in front of Zhao Feng. He stared at Zhao Feng with extreme joy in his eyes.

In today's world, the method of refining the void is indeed unable to make people advance to become gods.

But practicing the Void Refining Technique can greatly improve his foundation and fighting skills.

In today's era when gods cannot be transformed, one Yang Que can suppress the heads of the five sects, but if he obtains this method of refining the void, what does Yang Que mean?

Strength is always the greatest means to safeguard one's own interests.

However, the next moment, his expression suddenly darkened.

In front of Zhao Feng, another majestic figure with a bed crossbow appeared, and he was able to block him behind him.

Kemo narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Master Tongmen."

"Palace Master Ke, this swordsman is fierce and has killed many disciples of my Bailian Sect. I will take him back and ask him to atone for the sins of my Bailian Sect disciples... Palace Master Ke should understand, right?"

Tong Jiao, the master of Bailian Sect, opened his mouth, revealing a row of bright white teeth.

After hearing Tong Jiao's words, the surrounding monks from Fenglin Mansion all looked slightly cold and quietly gathered their magic power.

The members of the Bailian Sect were not surprised, and each of them took out a handful of mechanical crossbows and other mechanical weapons of different styles in their hands.

Kemo smiled slightly:

"Is Master Tong so confident that he can take us down? Besides us, there are also people from Qiyizhai and Babao Palace here. If they spread the word about this, haha..."

Tong Jiao's complexion changed slightly.

Although practicing the Void Refining Technique will probably bring him a great improvement, he is still a Yuanying monk after all, and no one has the confidence to be able to stop the entire Huangjizhou monks from attacking.

Even Yang Que is the same.

If it really attracts the prying eyes of others, I'm afraid the Bailian Sect will never have peace.

But he was really reluctant to give up.

Kemo said leisurely:

"There are three paths to the inheritance of refining the void, and this is just the first path. Our five sects have always had the ambition to restore the sect to govern the Huangji Continent. Now in the imperial capital of Yangque, every city is guarded and enshrined. The cooperation will be beneficial. , division leads to harm, between you and me, are we going to fight each other for this first line of inheritance?"

Tong Jiao couldn't help but look hesitant.

Ke Mo remained calm and continued:

"In the Hualong Pond, there are still infinite treasures that the Daqian Royal Family has accumulated for so many years. Do you, the Bailian Sect, have the confidence to swallow them all by yourself?"

"The master of the Zhengon Sect is no longer here, and just now a disciple reported that Mei Shan, the master of the Eight Treasures Palace, seemed to have encountered a powerful enemy, and even his body was destroyed... The three inheritances are exactly the same as the three sects. Master Tong, fellow Taoist Tong, what do you think? Woolen cloth?"

All around, the monks from the Eight Treasure Palace suddenly changed their expressions. They looked at each other and immediately fled.

Tong Jiao snorted coldly.

After receiving the message, the cultivators from the Bailian Sect immediately targeted the few cultivators from the Babao Palace who were trying to escape. The cultivators from the Fenglin Mansion also followed suit. Magical weapons clashed and screams occurred one after another.

Below, several monks also trapped the pale Wang Qingyang in a cage and dragged him up into the air.

Tong Jiao looked at Ke Mo with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes:

"Fellow Daoist Ke, how do you think we should deal with this inheritance?"

Seeing Tong Jiao finally make his choice, Ke Mo couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Hearing this he said leisurely:

"Capture this person first to avoid further trouble. Continue to guard the Hualong Pond. Now that there is no Shingon Sect and Eight Treasure Palace, if you want to resist the imperial capital Yang Que, the pressure may be greater, but there are still many small Zong and casual cultivators have been squeezed out by various cities, so we will take them under our command and use them as vanguards."

"As long as we survive this period, what about Yang Que? What about the imperial capital? Huangjizhou will return to the governance of our sect..."

The words suddenly stopped.

Kemo subconsciously raised his head and looked at the rapidly flowing clouds around him, frowning unconsciously:

"Strange, why did the wind... suddenly become stronger?"

"wind?"

Tong Jiao turned sideways slightly and looked into the distance suspiciously.

In the cage, feeling the inexplicably accelerating wind speed around him, Wang Qingyang's eyes were stunned:

"Why does this wind smell like the word "urgent"?"

But only after one breath.

Ke Mo and Tong Jiao both looked solemn.

The surrounding clouds are flowing towards the rear at a very fast speed!

The wind blowing in the distance quickly became fierce and violent.

"Another natural disaster is coming? This wind is so shocking!"

Ke Mo looked solemn and shouted urgently:

"Be careful!"

"Formation!"

The words have not yet finished.

In the extremely fast flowing wind, a Fenglin Mansion monk at the Golden Core Realm flew out uncontrollably!

And this seems to be a signal.

Immediately afterwards, more monks from Fenglin Mansion, Bailianmen, and Qiyuezhai were completely unable to maintain their bodies. Even though they tried their best, they were still blown away by the strong wind uncontrollably.

Only the Nascent Soul cultivators were left, barely able to maintain their shape in the astonishing wind.

Ke Mo, Tong Jiao and a few others remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai, blocking Zhao Feng and Wang Qingyang behind them.

However, they had no time to take care of the other disciples, and they all stared at the distant horizon in horror.

There, a roaring hurricane that penetrated the sky and the earth was rolling towards everyone!

"There's someone in the wind!"

A Nascent Soul cultivator had a keen sense of consciousness and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"So fast!"

But Kemo couldn't help but feel secretly shocked:

"Who is that person in the wind?"

At this moment, Wang Qingyang, who was in the cage, saw the shock in his eyes dissipated and turned into a touch of disbelief:

"Is this..."

The next moment.

The hurricane was like a dragon, swimming in front of the monks at an astonishing speed.

Ke Mo and Tong Jiao suddenly paused in the solemn gazes.

However, the power of the surrounding wind suddenly escalated at this moment!

There was actually an early Yuanying monk who couldn't hold on and was quickly blown away by the strong wind.

If a late-stage Nascent Soul monk next to Kemo hadn't taken action in time and grabbed him with magic power, he would have been swept away as well.

In the midst of the hurricane, a strange and unfamiliar young figure slowly walked out, looking down at everyone.

"May I ask who you are? Why did you attack our five sect monks for no reason?"

Kemo narrowed his eyes and looked up at the young figure guarded by the flowing wind whirlpool, feeling startled and uncertain in his heart.

And just then.

From the cage behind him, a female voice with surprise came:

"Master!"

"Master?"

Kemo's expression changed slightly, his mind was spinning, and he reacted almost instantly!

"kill!"

Countless blue-black phoenix feathers shot out from his clothes and sleeves towards the young figure who was guarded by the wind.

At the same time, a mirror was thrown out by him, and it quickly illuminated the young man!

Tong Jiao also immediately took out the God-breaking Crossbow. An arrow engraved with strange patterns and talismans was shot out instantly. The distance was too close. Almost as soon as it was shot out, it was already hit hard. On the young monk's body!

boom!

This moment.

The young monk disappeared, and so did the hurricane.

It was like water breaking through and splashing countless waves.

The world finally returns to its former self.

Komo looked ahead blankly.

Opposite him, Tong Jiao, who was supposed to be standing next to him, was standing there at some point.

His eyes were dull, but his body was covered with countless phoenix feathers that were highly poisonous to monks, and a gorgeous mirror was shining on his head.

But the monks all around who should have been swept away by the strong wind are now standing in mid-air with dull eyes.

Kemo lowered his head and looked at his chest blankly.

An arrow engraved with special lines and talismans penetrated the real body and penetrated into his Nascent Soul.

The precious light on his body dimmed, and the mana in his body was quickly blocked by the arrows.

But he didn't feel anything at all, as if all the sensations in his body had disappeared.

He suddenly thought of something, and using up the last bit of unblocked mana, he turned his head hard and looked behind him.

A girl escaping from prison.

The arrow was pulled out and the overseas swordsman was recovering quickly.

And...the figure of the young monk he saw with his own eyes just now!

The face is ordinary, but full of mystery and depth brought about by unfathomable power.

"You...it was you..."

His lips quivered.

This caused the young monk to turn his head casually with a touch of surprise:

"I woke up unexpectedly. The divine pattern on this arrow is quite interesting."

At this moment, Kemo finally understood everything and was stunned:

"It turned out to be an illusion...it turned out to be just an illusion!"

Just now, he had ambitions to recreate the glory of the sectarian era.

But it's just a matter of seconds...

Ke Mo suddenly raised his head, stared at the young monk, and said in a trembling voice:

"You, who are you? Are you a monk who transforms into gods?"

The young monk had no intention of answering.

Kemo looked sad:

"I am now a withered bone in the grave. If I don't know by whose hands I died, I will never die in peace!"

After hearing this, the young monk was silent for a while, and then finally spoke:

"Feng Linzhou, original demon sect, deputy sect leader."

"Feng Linzhou?"

Kemo was stunned:

"My guess is indeed correct, my guess is indeed correct...the original demon sect, I remember it!"

The next moment, a transmission note suddenly shot out from his body at an astonishing speed!

And Kemo's magic power was finally completely banned.

The body fell downwards involuntarily.

But on his face, the sadness just now had completely disappeared, leaving only an extremely ferocious true smile:

"Haha! I have passed this on to Yang Que! He will find you! He will! Even if I die, you will always accompany me..."

His smile froze in shock.

On the face of the young monk, there was no trace of the nervousness or panic that he expected, only a touch of calm that existed from beginning to end.

He calmly watched himself finish speaking, and then calmly stretched out his palm, turning into a big hand that covered the sky, completely covering him.

The consciousness then quietly fell silent...

The young monk casually threw all the controlled monks around him into a painting.

Wang Qingyang and Zhao Feng, who had recovered somewhat, also walked in immediately.

The young monk glanced for a while, and then suddenly shot down. A mountain peak below suddenly broke, and countless gravels buried a black token in it.

Then the young monk had a thought in his mind and disappeared.

above.

In the Hualong Pond.

Master Hualong with a big nose and small eyes looked at the picture in the water mirror, thoughtfully:

"It turned out to be the deputy sect leader of the original Demon Sect... He was so well hidden that he didn't even realize he was the Demon Sect's background."

"No, we have to watch that big-headed guy! We can't let him escape again!"

…

"There is nothing wrong with him, but it would be a bit troublesome to take out the Void Refining inheritance from his soul."

Inside the Wanxiang Sutra Library.

Jiang Yi squinted, looked at Zhao Feng carefully, and said to Wang Hao at the same time.

Wang Hao frowned slightly:

"Can't even seniors solve it?"

After hearing Wang Hao's words, Jiang Yi glanced at Wang Hao.

It seemed that because Wang Yan had learned the way of yin and yang in a short period of time before, she didn't say anything more. She just snorted lightly and then said:

"Trouble doesn't mean it can't be solved."

"Besides, the trouble I'm talking about is mainly because I don't want the person who imposed the ban to notice it."

Wang Ba immediately saluted solemnly and said:

"This inheritance of refining the void is related to a dojo that may accommodate the monks in the sect to be promoted to gods. I would like to ask the seniors to take action."

"Are you talking about the venue?"

Jiang Yi looked slightly startled, then his expression condensed: "Where is it?"

Wang Hao did not hide anything, and even told Guan Ao the news.

"Hualong Pond... When Ye Cangsheng died that day, it seems that something did fall behind... Are you worried that Ye Cangsheng's backhand was hidden in the Void Refining inheritance?"

Wang Yan nodded: "Over the years, I have been repairing three cunning rabbit caves. I really can't believe that Ye Cangsheng, who has deliberately cultivated many gods for sacrifice, fell so easily."

Jiang Yi frowned slightly: "He is indeed dead. I witnessed it with my own eyes that day. He can't deceive me about this."

Wang Hao shook his head and said frankly:

"Didn't Han Yanzi also die in full view of the public that day? Ye Cangsheng may really be dead, or he may still have some means of resurrection hidden. According to the words of the Dragon Transformation Master, this Dragon Transformation Pond can allow monks to advance to become gods. , if it is true, we cannot let go of such a rare opportunity."

Using spiritual beasts to mass-produce Taoism is still just their idea and has not yet been realized.

But Hualong Pond is the opportunity in front of him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi became slightly more serious.

"I'm just a Nascent Soul now, so it's a bit troublesome to do it. Let Pang Xiu come over and help me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Xiu's figure floated up.

Half a day later.

Jiang Yi looked slightly pale and unfolded several pages of gold paper rubbings in his hand.

"This is the inheritance of refining the void, the Heavenly Saint Treasure Mirror."

"I've seen it, there's nothing wrong with it."

In his tone, there was a hint of disapproval of this so-called inheritance of refining the void.

Wang Yan took these gold papers and felt a little excited in his heart.

"There is no problem with the inheritance. In this way, we can let Master Guan and the others practice."

But he immediately noticed the change in Jiang Yi's expression and said curiously:

"Senior doesn't seem to think too highly of this Void Refining inheritance."

Jiang Yi did not hide his thoughts and said casually:

"After cultivating the Yuan Shen and Dao realm, the path has basically been finalized. The so-called Void Refining inheritance and Fusion inheritance are nothing more than methods and directions for improvement after the Dao realm is formed. It is indeed useful, but these are the methods of predecessors. , it can be used by predecessors, but it may not be suitable for future generations. The ability to really get to that point depends entirely on one's own past accumulation. These so-called inheritances, in the final analysis, are not much better than He Shen Transformation Technique."

"The most important thing is to get rid of the essentials and keep the essentials. That is why the middle path of Xiaocang Realm is interrupted. If you don't know the past situation, you will flock to these things. What's more, this Tiansheng Baojian is just that. , it’s not that profound, it’s almost the same as the techniques passed down in the Wanxiang Sect.”

Wang Hao was slightly stunned, but then his heart suddenly moved.

Turning around, Wang Qingyang walked over.

"Senior, please take a look at this inheritance among the younger disciples?"

After Wang Qingyang ascended the rank, he performed extremely well. Although he was not able to obtain the Void Refining inheritance like Zhao Feng, he also received a Divine Transformation inheritance.

Jiang Yi was a little impatient:

"There are no problems with the Void Refining inheritance. Is there any problem with the God Transformation inheritance?"

Wang Ba looked apologetic: "Please help me, senior, to verify what I'm thinking."

Jiang Yi took a breath, glanced at Wang Yan, and finally took action with Pang Xiu.

This time, a full three days passed.

In the meantime, Wang Ba also made a round trip to Huangji Continent. Except for a few disciples who were never found, he brought the remaining disciples back.

But only Guan Ao was not seen. (End of chapter)