Taoist companions help me live forever

A month later, the Datonghui auction ended successfully.

All the families in Fucheng used up their savings and joined forces to separate and seize all the properties under the name of Datonghui.

What Yu Xian got was nothing but more than 60 million spiritual stones and many debts left by the Great Love Project.

As the migrant population continues to decrease, the Daai project has almost come to a standstill, and it is no longer the grand occasion of queuing up to store spiritual stones.

On the contrary, the lottery ceremony must be maintained at regular intervals, and the expenditure is extremely terrifying.

Anyone who knows a little bit about the inside story avoids it.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that after the excitement is over, all that is left is a pile of chicken feathers.

That is to say, the Datong Society did not have any spiritual stone return mechanism before, otherwise it would have been forced to go bankrupt now.

Yu Xian, the president, is no longer as high-spirited as he used to be. He lives in seclusion all day long and rarely appears in front of others.

The signboard of the Datong Association is still hanging high, but it makes people feel inexplicably deserted.

Fucheng seems to have returned to its previous appearance, but it's not exactly the same.

Because those outside monks will not disappear out of thin air, and those foundation-building monks and fake alchemy monks who benefited from the Great Alliance will not just disappear.

They still owe a huge debt to the Datong Society.

It is precisely because of their existence that the Datong Society seems to be in decline, but there are still not many people who dare to offend and be the first to take advantage of it.

Time passed by again in the tacit calm of everyone.

…

Snap!

A white chess piece falls.

The black chess piece is like a big dragon with its body and head separated, being dismembered on the chessboard.

Jinpeng Demon King held a sunspot, frowned, and stared at the situation on the chessboard without moving for a long time.

finally.

He dropped the black piece and surrendered.

A smile bloomed on the beautiful face of True Lord Yue Yue.

"Demon Emperor, I accept the concession. The moon dew tea tree belongs to me."

In the ninth year of Beast Tide, they played a total of twelve games, winning five, losing three, and drawing four. She had a small chance of winning. The most important thing was the Moon Dew Tea Tree.

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor naturally did not pick this spiritual tea tree randomly, but used it as a bait for the technique she practiced.

She practices Xuanyang Sect's top level technique "Xuan Yang Ba Lie", which is achieved by using the technique's Xuanyang to violently impact the Nascent Soul realm.

But success is as good as this and failure is as bad as this.

Since breaking through the Nascent Soul realm, she has increasingly felt that the yin and yang in her body are not properly coordinated, and she is often affected by the extremely overbearing Yang pole techniques.

The moon dew tea brought out by Jinpeng Demon King collects the essence of the bright moon. It is a natural cold and cold spiritual thing that can help her neutralize her magic power and enhance her realm.

Therefore, being able to get the Moon Dew Tea Tree this time was a big surprise for her.

Jinpeng Demon Emperor shook his head: "The real king is a master of chess. I am willing to admit defeat and will send someone to bring the tea trees soon."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt something, and his face relaxed visibly.

"it's over."

Even if Zhenjun Yueyue has seen this scene several times, he can't help but be amazed.

"Is the bloodline curse really so powerful and unavoidable?"

It stands to reason that the Demon Lord Qinghuang is interested in making good friends with the human monks. He has promoted harmonious cooperation between humans and monsters several times, and has also sent elite bloodlines from the demon clan to study in the Nine Yang Immortal Sect. This has lasted for thousands of years.

The beast tide is hurting others and ourselves, and should have been stopped long ago.

But even in this situation, the Green Phoenix Demon Lord could not stop the outbreak of the beast tide, and could only sit back and watch the relationship between humans and monsters that he had finally repaired deteriorate again due to the beast tide.

After all, the outbreak of the beast tide is not about playing house, but a series of life and death struggles, and hatred cannot be resolved with a simple sentence of experience.

The reason for this lies in the curse rooted in the bloodline of every high-level demon clan.

It is said that it is the curse placed on all high-level demon clans by the legendary supreme demon emperor before his disappearance. He will kill the human race every once in a while and use the blood and resentment of the human race to eliminate his own curse.

Otherwise, once the curse breaks out, the bloodline will decline and life will be at risk.

Jinpeng Demon Emperor sighed: "His Highness the Demon Lord is still unable to eliminate the curse, let alone us little characters.

Fortunately, His Majesty the Demon Lord is kind and has given me a secret method that eliminates the effects of the curse without us having to personally die. We only need to cause enough killings to be considered a success.

Otherwise, there will be a war between you and me, and one of us will be wounded. "

This is also the reason why the tide of beasts fluctuates over the years.

If the killing is excessive, the duration will be shorter.

If you want to fight slowly, it will become extremely long, and even lead to the death of high-level monsters themselves.

It is the existence of this curse that causes the two races of humans and demons to never live in peace.

True Lord Yue Yue also sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that there is only one His Highness Qing Huang. When His Highness Qing Huang passes away, this land will probably become the same as other domains."

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor thought of his thousand-year career as the Demon Emperor and couldn't help but agree with it.

I heard that the demon realm next door was very fierce. Even the demon emperor could not completely guarantee his own safety. The speed of change was extremely fast, and it could change every few hundred years.

"Jiu Zhenjun, I hope that next time we meet, you and I can drink tea and play chess together instead of fighting to the death."

The Jinpeng Demon Emperor put away the chessboard and raised his hand towards True Lord Yue Yue.

True Lord Yue Yue nodded slightly and watched the Jinpeng Demon Emperor leave.

When she was about to leave, she suddenly lowered her head and glanced at the devastated earth.

"With this blood feud, it's no wonder that the demon king who sued him for his death just provoked him, and Zhongming Zhenjun couldn't help but take action against him. However, it would be too unwise to do so."

She knew that the bottom layer was like weeds.

Even though this time has been so difficult, in less than twenty years, the new generation will grow up, and the earth will be full of vitality again.

It's just that some things will not disappear over time.

Everything the Azure Phoenix Demon Lord did was nothing more than a mantis' arm acting as a chariot. When his lifespan ends, people will be destroyed and the government will cease, and weapons will rise again on the earth.

Of course, she'll probably never see it again.

It is said that the founding patriarch of Xuanyang Sect was sent by Jiuyang Immortal Sect to be the first line of defense and vanguard force against the demon clan.

However, after a long period of peace, Xuanyang Sect gradually emerged.

…

Wangshu Fucheng.

Danwang Street, a small courtyard.

Yu Xian held the shrunken Ah Meow and basked in the sun. It was a lot of fun to play with the big furry toy.

Especially every time I see Ah Meow’s sad and angry eyes, it makes people want to tease her even more.

"Little meow, take good care of me. The demon pill will take care of you."

Yu Xian stretched out his fingers to tease Ah Miao.

Ah Meow, who originally wanted to resist pointlessly, heard this and cried out obediently, stretched out her pink little tongue, carefully collected the barbs on the tongue coating, and licked her master's fingers.

This meow is familiar with three thousand human books, and is a big tiger that can bend and stretch.

"You're so good, I'll reward you."

Yu Xian laughed and turned his palm, revealing a second-level demon pill.

For him, the second-level demon elixir that once sold for thousands of spirit stones and required a lot of intrigue to get it was now just a snack for his pets.

Ah Miao's eyes were sharp and her mouth was quick. After swallowing it in one gulp, her demonic power surged, as if she was drunk and her eyes were confused. She lay lazily on Yu Xian's belly, spreading her limbs, exposing her soft belly, letting it be ravaged.

Magnolia on the side is tending to the flowers and plants, bowing slightly, her round buttocks are like a plump peach.

Yu Xian felt a sense of accomplishment.

This is an excellent variety that he has cultivated bit by bit over time.

At this moment, he didn't think about anything, didn't do anything, just watched quietly, feeling that everything was beautiful.

As for the news of the end of the beast tide, it passed in his ears and became irrelevant.

…

This is a mountain peak suspended in mid-air, as if there is no gravity.

There are hundreds of mountains in a row, and among the clouds and mist, there are pavilions and pavilions looming, like a fairy palace in the sky.

One of the strange peaks called Sanyang Peak has only one peak base but three peaks, shaped like a trident, one tall and two short.

The top of the peak is the tip of the trident, like a burning torch, with a red appearance.

On the highest peak is the cave of Sanyang Zhenjun.

And True Lord Sanyang is the master of Palace Master Chu.

This day.

Sanyang Zhenjun woke up from meditation, called the boy sitting down, and asked:

"The beast tide is over, has Tianxing ever returned?"

The boy sitting down replied honestly: "As far as I'm concerned, Senior Brother Tianxing hasn't returned yet."

The boy named Tongzi has actually served Sanyang Zhenjun for hundreds of years, but he is not qualified enough and has never been accepted as a disciple.

However, he has always been a senior disciple to True Lord Sanyang's other formal disciples.

Hearing this, True Lord Sanyang couldn't help but frown slightly, remembering the message from the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce a few days ago.

"He asked my master to help him contact the manager of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. Now that he doesn't come over in person, it's possible that he still has to help him refill the spiritual stones."

"Perhaps Senior Brother Tianxing is delayed by something. Senior Brother Tianxing is always rigorous in doing things and will not miss appointments without any reason."

The boy replied carefully.

Although Chu Tianxing was not in the sect, he often went to the sect for his daughter's affairs in the early years. He was polite to him and the etiquette was in place.

Moreover, the boy knew that his eldest master loved this disciple the most, otherwise he would not have accepted him as his direct disciple before he became a true disciple.

But later he failed to compete with his fellow sect, so he left the sect sadly.

So not only would he not speak ill of Chu Tianxing, he would also say good things.

Sanyang Zhenjun sighed.

"This kid was lacking in energy back then, and now he is falling behind step by step. He has been away from the sect for a hundred years, and my teacher thought he finally got the idea and wanted to give it a try.

Unexpectedly, when it came to the end, there was no one there.

That’s all…”

True Lord Sanyang said to the boy:

"Go to Wangshu Mansion and see what's going on with Tianxing? Is there really something that's delaying him, or is he backing off again?

No matter what the situation is, let him come and see you as your teacher.

This time at the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce's auction, if he could do better, there would be nothing wrong with his old master helping him.

No matter what, this is his last chance. "

The boy's breathing almost stagnated, and he couldn't help but feel jealous of Chu Tianxing.

He had worked hard to serve the great master for almost three hundred years, but he still did not get such a promise from the great master.

However, he was inevitably relieved when he thought about his cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan, which he had just broken through not long ago.

Even if the elder gives him a chance, he can't hold it.

"Yes, sir."

The boy bowed respectfully.

True Lord Sanyang closed his eyes again, his soul wandered to the sky, and he began to practice again.

…

Half a month later.

The tired boy stood in front of the gate of the city lord's mansion and knocked on the door lock.

Clang! !

Although he is the envoy of True Lord Sanyang, Senior Brother Chu is the true Lord's direct descendant, so his attitude is better to be respectful.

Therefore, he did not carelessly descend from the sky and use his spiritual consciousness to communicate with people, but followed the formal visit procedure.

Bang——

The door opened, and a foundation-building monk dressed as a concierge and with a strong aura looked at the boy warily.

"Who are you, sir? What do you do for a living?"

"I, Fu Yan, a boy under True Lord Sanyang, have been ordered by my master to come to see Senior Brother Chu Tianxing, who is also your Palace Master."

The boy did not hide his identity and aura, and his cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan was considered a small master in Xuanyang Sect, let alone here.

The concierge was startled and quickly changed his tone to a respectful tone.

"Senior, please wait a moment. I will go and report this to the Lord of the City."

The boy tilted his head slightly.

"Go and come back quickly."

In just a short while, the concierge opened the door and invited the boy in.

"Senior, you are neglecting me. The Lord of the City is waiting in the inner hall."

The boy frowned slightly. After all, he represented the eldest master. How could Senior Brother Chu not come to greet him in person? It would be too rude.

Until he walked into the city lord's mansion, he immediately felt the difference between the mansion and the outside world.

"It seems like there is a formation here?"

His spiritual consciousness was released immediately, but it was faintly suppressed, and his spiritual consciousness could only stay in the city lord's palace and could not extend out.

The concierge smiled apologetically and said, "Senior, I have a sharp eye. To be honest, a third-level formation has been deployed throughout the City Lord's Mansion, covering the heaven and earth.

Others standing outside the house had no chance of getting a glimpse of what was going on inside the house. "

The boy did not doubt his presence, but shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Chu is too extravagant and wasteful.

Even if there are third-level spiritual veins as the energy source for the formation, the activation of the third-level formation will take away the spiritual energy from the spiritual veins, and the speed of practice will naturally be affected. "

The concierge said: "The city lord naturally has his own deep meaning in doing this. We servants dare not speculate on it."

The boy smiled lightly and said, "Senior Brother Chu has trained the servants well, but the house is a bit deserted."

As he walked, he saw few servants.

No matter how bold his imagination was, he would never have imagined that someone would imprison the master of a house in an upright manner.

After all, Xuanyang Sect has ruled this land for too long.

But deep down I always felt something was wrong.

The concierge smiled apologetically and remained silent.

Not long.

The boy had already seen Senior Brother Chu's figure in the distance, standing at the door of the lobby, with a wry smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Chu, Fu Yan is here to pay his respects on the order of the eldest master."

The boy approached and saluted.

Palace Master Chu sighed and said, "Junior Brother Fu, you shouldn't have come."

The boy was puzzled: "Senior brother, what do you mean? You didn't pass it on to the great master..."

His voice stopped suddenly, and when he saw the bald man coming out from behind Palace Master Chu, the True Lord's Domain instantly suppressed him.

At the critical moment.

The boy had no time to react. He just instinctively crushed a piece of blood talisman that he had been secretly holding in his palm. Then his whole body became stiff and he could no longer move.

"What a quick response."

The bald man sealed the boy's Dantian Sea of ​​Consciousness as usual, then searched him again and found a storage ring and a storage bag. At the same time, he looked at the broken blood talisman in the boy's palm.

"Wanli Blood Talisman?"

Seeing that the bald senior's eyes turned to him and gradually became more dangerous, Palace Master Chu couldn't help but look desperate.

The Blood Talisman of Thousand Miles is an upgraded version of the Jade Talisman of Divine Consciousness. Once it is broken, the owner thousands of miles away will be affected. He did not expect that his master would give this Talisman.

This time, instead of saving him, it cost him his life.