Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

“The mountains and rivers are so long, so little leisure is available in this world.”

‘Shua’.

A middle-aged man with a graceful appearance and a handsome young man opened his folding fan, flapped it slightly, walked on the top of a towering mountain, shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

Behind him was an old man with a bitter look and sallow complexion.

The two of them stood on the mountain peak, surveying the mountains and rivers thousands of miles below.

There are no climbs around the mountain, and the steep parts are almost vertical.

But I don’t know how the two of them boarded it.

Seeing the middle-aged man's expression of admiration for the landscape, the old man was a little reluctant:

"Old Sect Master Ji, several of our nephews are fighting with each other non-stop for the position of Sect Master. I really can't stop it. You'd better come forward and say something. Don't let them destroy our Dongsheng Sect. Hundreds of years of foundation have been completely ruined!”

The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said:

"Junior Brother Gao, don't talk nonsense, what an old sect master, I, Ji Lan, am only less than 400 years old now. According to my longevity, to mortals, I am just a young man in his twenties. I have a lot to do, a lot to do! "

When the old man surnamed Gao heard this, he couldn't help but explain quickly:

"Yes, Sect Master, you know that's not what I meant."

Ji Lan's smile faded, and she gently raised the folding fan and blocked it in front of him:

"No, the identity of the sect leader was already a hundred years ago."

The wax-faced old man surnamed Gao hesitated to speak, and then sighed:

"Senior brother, I still remember the first time I met my senior brother. He had not yet made a name for himself in the inner sect. He spent so much effort on a bottle of foundation-building pills. How could I have thought at that time that my senior brother would have the foundation? The day when I ascended to Yuanying..."

Hearing the words of the wax-faced old man, Ji Lan couldn't help but have a flash of reminiscence in his eyes.

Recalling the many hardships I went through when I was young and the many opponents I encountered, now they have all returned to dust, I felt a little crazy for a moment.

It took a long time to come back to consciousness, shook his head and said:

"Time flies, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Who could have predicted what would happen in the future?"

"Yeah, who could have expected it."

The wax-faced old man sighed, and then changed his subject:

"But Senior Brother, please come forward and say something. Now in the Dongsheng Sect, since Senior Brother Hui and Senior Sister Yuan passed away one after another, I am the only one left among the older generation in the sect. Those nephews in the past still care about me. To save me some face, now that I am about to die, they are already... alas!"

Hearing these words, Ji Lan fell silent slightly.

His eyes swept over the wax-faced old man with white hair and deathly energy all over his body, and he sighed softly:

"Junior Brother Gao, you are still too obsessed...hundreds of years of foundation, so what?"

"In the past, I worked hard and struggled to maintain this inheritance for hundreds of years just like you. I only thought that the affairs of the sect were the biggest things in the world. But after I stepped into Nascent Soul with the help of the Lord, I suddenly Looking back, I realize that this so-called hundreds of years of inheritance is just a burden that holds our hands and feet."

He looked proud:

"Monk Nascent Soul has a lifespan of fifteen hundred years. I can build two or three such hundreds of years of foundation...but what happens next?"

He stared at the wax-faced old man and asked:

"Am I going to give everything I have for this inheritance?"

"Is this what I want?"

"Wouldn't it mean that you built a cage and trapped yourself in it?"

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

After hearing Ji Lan's words, the wax-faced old man didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After a short moment of silence, he finally said:

"Whether it's funny or not, I don't know, junior brother, but if there is no such cage... what's the point of senior brother in this world?"

"Are you just going to be an innocent spectator?"

"Like this stubborn stone under your feet, it has stood here for countless millions of years, seeing all the prosperity and loneliness in the world? But it has nothing to do with it?"

Ji Lan was slightly startled.

It seems that he didn't expect that the junior brother in front of him, who always respected him so much, would have the courage to speak his mind today when facing him, a senior brother who was already in the Nascent Soul realm.

But after looking at the other party's extremely old appearance, the argument in my heart couldn't help but dissipate, and I shook my head:

"That's all, you are in the situation now, and I won't argue with you. You will know when you are in the same state as me."

The wax-faced old man couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Senior brother, do I still have this chance?"

"I know that people's hearts change with time, and I also know that the ups and downs are the way of heaven, and I also know that everyone has his own ambitions... But Dongsheng Sect, after all, is the place where you, senior brother, were raised. How can it be as simple as a cage?"

Ji Lan was silent.

The wax-faced old man continued:

"Even if senior brother regards Dongsheng Sect as a burden, this is not the fault of senior brother, but the fault of Dongsheng Sect. Senior brother really does not need to care... But can senior brother take action for the sake of you and me being in the same sect for many years? It is not for Dongsheng Sect. Holy Sect, but for my junior brother.”

Ji Lan's face showed hesitation for the first time.

"Everyone has his own ambitions...what you said makes some sense..."

The wax-faced old man couldn't help but be overjoyed:

"Senior brother, you..."

However, before he finished speaking, Ji Lan suddenly raised his hand, his expression suddenly solemn.

At the same time, he said quickly and deeply:

"Do not talk!"

The wax-faced old man was slightly surprised.

But he saw Ji Lan looking towards the sky with a solemn expression, as if he had noticed something that frightened him.

The wax-faced old man also quickly raised his head.

However, apart from the rolling sea of ​​clouds in the distance, there is a vast expanse of blue, clear and clear sky.

The wax-faced old man couldn't help but feel confused.

However, at this moment, a slightly surprised voice with a different accent suddenly came from the sky:

"A mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator can actually detect us through the concealment formation...Cultivator Feng Linzhou is quite capable."

Brother Feng Linzhou?

The wax-faced old man was startled, and then his heart was shaken!

Foreign monk? !

As soon as the thought came to mind, a sudden change occurred!

He felt an irresistible force of pure mana instantly surround him. At the same time, a teleportation array instantly appeared in front of him. It twisted quickly and formed a hole almost at the same time.

The moment the cave entrance was formed, Ji Lan quickly grabbed the wax-faced old man and got into the cave entrance without any hesitation.

"It's senior brother!"

The wax-faced old man suddenly felt at ease.

At the same time, he was secretly happy.

After all, the senior brother has not forgotten the friendship over the years.

It seems that this battle for the leadership of Dongsheng Sect should not cause any more troubles.

The wax-faced old man was thinking about this.

Then his whole body shook violently!

He lowered his head in a daze, only to find that his body - the place where his body should have been, was completely empty at the moment.

"Junior brother!"

Uh-huh!

After crossing the entrance of the teleportation array, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

However, there was a hint of extreme sadness and anger in Ji Lan's face.

The wax-faced old man in front of him had only one head left.

He stared at Ji Lan with his eyes wide open.

The light in his eyes was fading away little by little.

But there was still a trace of murmuring in his mouth that gradually disappeared:

"...Senior...Brother...Dong Sheng..."

"Junior Brother Gao!"

Feeling the other person's aura being completely wiped out, Ji Lan couldn't help but feel sad.

He didn't realize it before, but now he saw his only remaining senior brother died tragically in front of his eyes. While grieving, he suddenly felt a loneliness he had never felt before.

It was a kind of loneliness in which one's own past was completely cut off in the years.

From today on, no one will remember what he looked like when he was young, remember the anecdotes of his youth, and remember everything about him when he was young.

There will be no one who can recall the past together with him...

Human death begins with being forgotten.

And the first half of his life... was already dead.

But at this moment.

The wax-faced old man's head suddenly turned, and with a strange light in his eyes, he looked at Ji Lan:

"He ran pretty fast!"

Two mysterious lights shot out of his eyes.

Ji Lan's pupils shrank suddenly!

"Possessed?! Or..."

My heart was horrified.

With a thought, a teleportation formation hole formed behind him instantly. Almost at the same time as the hole formed, his body fell into the hole!

Wow!

The entrance to the cave closed quickly the moment he entered. Although the two mysterious lights were extremely fast, they still missed it.

The wax-faced head turned in mid-air and frowned slightly:

"I can still run...but the use of it in the air is still a lot slower. The Sotuo Dharma didn't even have time to capture this person's mind."

"That's all, if that's the case, then speed up and push directly across."

Then with a thought, the aura in the eyes of the wax-faced head quickly disappeared.

The head also lost its support and fell below...

…

Wow!

A hole suddenly appeared out of thin air above the endless green forest, and then a wolfish figure flew out of it.

It was Ji Lan who escaped by chance during the crisis.

There was a trace of luck and a deep solemnity in his eyes:

"Where did these people come from?"

He is extremely sensitive to fluctuations in space. When he was on the top of the mountain, he could faintly feel an astonishing number of Nascent Souls passing quickly from above.

But no one was seen passing by.

This made him immediately wary.

But what he didn't expect was that there seemed to be an existence in this group of people with an extraordinary level that actually noticed his perception. Even though he escaped quickly, he was still caught with a trace of a flaw.

However, it may be that the other party did not expect that he could continue to teleport, but instead he seized the opportunity and escaped smoothly.

"Junior Brother Gao..."

The image of the wax-faced old man dying tragically flashed through Ji Lan's mind.

But there was no time to feel sad and angry. The first thought that came to his mind was:

"You must report to the Lord quickly!"

Unidentified and large numbers of Yuanying-level beings from other continents appeared in the sky above the Jin vassal state. This was obviously beyond the scope of what he could deal with.

Thinking of this, he immediately activated a Lingxi Stone in his hand.

This can be regarded as a special privilege for him as a disciple of the Lord, and he can directly contact the Lord.

However, what made him frown slightly was that the Lingxi Stone unexpectedly failed.

He felt something in his heart and turned back suddenly.

But in the distant sky, a golden pool with a hovering dragon shadow opened up a huge arc of light, spreading rapidly in all directions!

And flew towards the west at great speed.

Below, there are huge dragon-headed ships with astonishing regulations.

The pool is not big, but Ji Lan, who has been under the Lord's sect for many years, finally wakes up at this moment.

"This is... Hualong Pond?!"

"These people are from Huangjizhou?!"

"What are they going to do?!"

In my heart, I had the answer instantly.

Without any hesitation, Ji Lan quickly constructed the teleportation array again.

But compared to before, this time, the speed at which the teleportation array was formed was far slower than usual.

"Is it because of the Hualong Pond?"

"But didn't the Lord's information say that the Hualong Pond cannot be moved?"

Ji Lan was confused.

It took several breaths of time for a teleportation formation hole to be formed.

He didn't dare to waste time and flew in immediately.

And just as the hole was closing, a large ship landed silently.

Several Yuanying monks flew out of the ship, glanced at the place where Ji Lan was just now, and then shook their heads slightly.

"Let's go, one or two, there's no harm in escaping. It's better to follow Mei Gong's instructions and quickly capture some survivors first, and then interrogate Da Jin's situation."

"Um."

…

"The Great Jin Dynasty is divided into three sects and one clan."

"The three sects are Changsheng Sect, Wanxiang Sect, and Youxian Temple. Among them, Changsheng Sect is the most important. The leader of the sect is now a cultivator of gods. However, due to the limitations of heaven and earth, he no longer goes out. The elder An Changshou manages it on his behalf. ”

"The Wanxiang Sect is the second best. Before the Heavenly Change, there was also the Divine Transformation Perfection. Now the sect leader is only the Yuanying Perfection, and the deputy sect leader is only the Yuanying Early Stage..."

"As for Youxian Temple, it has always been mysterious. Perhaps only a few people from the other two sects know its location. The local monks we questioned only know that there are only a few people in the temple, but they are all talented people."

"As for the 'One Clan', that is, the Qin Clan... the royal family of the old dynasty occasionally interacted with it, but the royal families of the old dynasty did not think highly of the Qin Clan. We interrogated and found out that the current head of the Qin Clan, Now it is only the late stage of Nascent Soul, and it has not even reached perfection.”

Inside the cabin of a speeding ship.

Meishan, who was wearing armor and looked like a young man, lowered his head to the figure in front of him and carefully reported the information obtained from interrogating the local monks one by one.

Yang Que listened to Mei Shan's report and flipped through the specific confessions presented at the same time.

Thoughtfully:

"So, the Wanxiang Sect, which we are going to attack first, has declined terribly?"

Mei Shan nodded:

"With the early Yuanying monks as the deputy sect leader, it is obvious that there is no chance of taking over, and the Wanxiang Sect is not worried... Meishan is more worried about the Changsheng Sect with the presence of the god-transformation monks and the Youxian Temple where the divine dragon has never seen its head or tail."

I heard the words ‘Early Nascent Soul’.

In Yang Que's mind, for some reason, the figure of the young monk from the past suddenly appeared again.

"It's also the early stage of Nascent Soul... No, it should be just a coincidence. That person is the deputy sect leader of the Original Demon Sect, not the Wanxiang Sect."

"And the early Nascent Soul stage is probably just that person's disguise."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look forward to the battle with the Original Demon Sect.

Over the years, he has specialized in the study of "Sudho Dharma", and has specially developed his ability to resist illusions. He also wears a magic weapon that can resist illusions.

In addition, he is now a monk who has become a god. He has condensed his soul and his soul is extremely stable.

When he met the opponent again this time, he was fully confident that he could ignore the opponent's illusions and easily defeat the opponent completely.

This is not only a staged ending to his practice over the years, but also a way to get rid of the demons in his past.

After slowly coming back to his senses, Mei Shan's voice continued:

"...It is a trivial matter to defeat the Wanxiang Sect. It is said that the three sects and one clan are extremely united. When we attack the Wanxiang Sect, it is best to defeat them in one battle. We cannot allow time to attract support from the other three parties."

"After defeating the Wanxiang Sect, we will quickly go west to seize the capital of the Jin Dynasty, destroy the weaker Qin clan, and then go north to attack the Changsheng Sect. However, the Changsheng Sect has monks who have transformed gods, so it is best for us to just besiege rather than attack. Ambush in secret, eliminate the support of Youxian Temple, and then return to kill the Changsheng Sect's transformation gods... In this way, Da Jin can easily win!"

When talking about the war, Meishan was in high spirits:

"Although we are only half of the Yuanying monks who came this time, there are still a thousand of them! And with the protection of Hualong Pond, even if they are exhausted, they are enough to kill these people!"

Listening to Mei Shan's impassioned speech, Da Jin's future has been clearly planned.

Yang Que couldn't help but smile:

"I have master Mei Gong, I am like a fish in water, I am like a tiger with wings!"

Meishan bowed and said:

"It is my greatest honor to meet His Majesty!"

Yang Que couldn't help but joked:

"Why did Mr. Mei also learn from Qian Aiqing?"

Meishan suddenly looked ashamed.

Just as he was talking, the guard's report suddenly came from outside the cabin:

"Your Majesty, Mr. Mei, the Wanxiang Sect has arrived."

"So fast."

Yang Que was slightly surprised.

Then he looked at Meishan.

Nod:

"Go ahead."

Meishan cupped his fists and saluted, then opened the hatch and walked out.

When he saw the scene outside, he was suddenly startled.

But I saw two giant peaks towering into the clouds.

It almost penetrated the Gangfeng layer.

Three vigorous and powerful characters hung in mid-air, condensing and not dispersing:

Wanxiang Sect!

Beyond these two peaks, as far as the eye can see, the fairy spirit is lingering and the peaks are green.

The bells ring faintly and have wonderful sounds.

What a fairy atmosphere.

Just taking a look at it makes you feel like you are in a fairyland.

"With the earth as the threshold, the mountain as the door frame, and the sky as the lintel, does it mean that all the phenomena of heaven and earth are within the sect?"

"What a big spirit!"

In the cabin, Yang Que couldn't help but admired.

There was a hint of complexity and admiration in Mei Shan's eyes outside the cabin.

He was from a sect, but the sect in Huangjizhou was suppressed. He was secretly hiding from Daqian's killings. It was good to be alive.

Despite his imagination, he never imagined that a sect's mountain gate could be so majestic.

Even almost to the point of luxury.

The style is not inferior to that of Daqian Imperial Capital.

Compared with the lonely Wanxiang Sect in front of us, those sects in Huangji Continent are simply shabby.

But now people from these sects have to work as dogs for Yang Que.

This Wanxiang Sect can still be so carefree and at ease.

In his heart, a trace of jealousy arising from envy suddenly arose.

He said coldly:

"Zu'er evil sect, occupying the treasure land in vain!"

"How dare you speak so loudly!"

"Today I will destroy your mountain gate and kill your disciples!"

While he was speaking, a heavy hammer suddenly flew out of his hand. It skyrocketed in the air, suddenly grew in size, and hit the two mountain peaks heavily!

Large ships were lined up all around, and more than a thousand Nascent Soul monks and an even more astonishing number of Golden Core monks were standing guard around, either holding their arms, whispering to each other, or smiling, watching the excitement at leisure.

Among them, there were many former sect monks. Seeing Mei Shan take action, there was a strong expectation in their eyes. If they didn't dare to compete with Mei Shan first, they might not be able to help but take action.

Such an amazing sect contains countless cultivation resources.

If they can occupy it, even if they can't eat much meat, the oil and water alone will be enough for them to practice for a long time.

Therefore, everyone is jealous and enthusiastic.

Seeing that the heavy hammer was about to hit the giant peak.

Meishan squinted his eyes.

Just at this moment.

A long wooden stick suddenly flew out from the depths of Wanxiang Sect!

It quickly grew in size and spanned the world!

The heavy hammer suddenly hit.

It was extremely strong, and the heavy hammer that had killed countless enemies suddenly shattered from it.

The spiritual power surged, and these fragments immediately rolled back.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators who were close but did not react were instantly hit!

There were several muffled sounds, and the terrifying power instantly exploded the bodies of these people to pieces at the same time!

Only a few Nascent Souls were left and fled in embarrassment.

Meishan's eyes suddenly shrank!

In mid-air, the fleet of ships also suddenly became silent.

Some people even couldn't help but retreat in shock.

at the same time.

Deep inside the Wanxiang Sect.

A slightly strange voice also suddenly sounded:

"You...went to the wrong place!" (End of Chapter)