I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The ancient world of Mingyu, Yudi Dynasty, Qingchang City, the capital of the country.

The prosperous and huge capital, with a population of over 10 million, was the largest city in the Yudi Dynasty and the core of its political economy and culture.

The various forces in the city are intertwined, and the power hidden in the dark has been passed down for a long time, and there is even the shadow of a monk behind it.

In a huge mansion, the quiet yard is lined with green trees. Under a big tree, sitting cross-legged, a man in white clothes, with star eyes and sword eyebrows, a sword pattern between his eyebrows faintly exudes a sharp sword intent. , with long white hair tied behind her back.

On the man's legs lay two long swords, one white and the other green, with a faint sound of swords, and the falling leaves were divided into two, the man in white murmured in a low voice:

"The years are like a song, only the sword is my companion."

A dark figure appeared ten feet away in a few jumps, bowed slightly, and said respectfully:

"Envoy, Sir Qinglian, please go to the hall to discuss matters."

The white-haired man's thoughts were interrupted, he opened his eyes, the terrifying sword intent made the surrounding space slightly distorted, the dark figure buried his head lower, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead, the strength of this white envoy became more and more terrifying .

Bai Jiange nodded slightly, and her figure turned into a sword light and disappeared. Qinglian knew that she didn't like being disturbed when she was meditating. It seemed that something important happened.

In the main hall of the mansion, more than a dozen monks from Qianyuanjie sat on chairs, all silent, and the atmosphere was slightly dull.

Bai Jiange, who turned into a sword light, landed in the hall, nodded slightly to Qinglian in the main seat, found a place to sit down, and closed her eyes.

Qianyuan Realm's many explorations of Mingyu Ancient Realm, each time entering millions of disciples, in addition to trying to find clues to "Cang" and looking for opportunities for good fortune, it has also cultivated many local forces for countless years.

However, they are all mortal forces, and it is not that they have not thought about cultivating monk forces. Unfortunately, every time they explore every tens of thousands of years, the goal of monk forces is too obvious. body.

The mortal forces are concealed enough and easy to control, and even if they cast a wide net, they can still survive a lot.

It is impossible for these mortal forces to find clues to "Cang", but it can also bring them a lot of convenience.

It didn't take long for the hall to be full of people, dozens of people, all of whom were representatives of the dozens of forces that descended on the Yudi Dynasty from the Qianyuan Realm. Each force gathered a lot of monks. Two thousand people.

A black light fell outside the door, and a big man in pitch-black armor stepped into the hall with a lunar expression, murderous aura, and said loudly:

"Don't wait any longer, Qi Zong and the people in Sunset Valley were surrounded and killed by the monks of the Ancient Realm Alliance."

The Ancient Realm Alliance is an organization established by the Ancient Realm Cultivation Realm to exterminate these invading "extraterritorial demons" in the Qianyuan Realm.

Every local monk force in the ancient world has participated, which is the biggest cause of casualties among the disciples of the Qianyuan world!

There are also great powers in this world, and there are not a few who can count them. Unfortunately, the monks in the Qianyuan world were not born in this world, and the true spirit aura does not penetrate the secrets of the sky, so it is impossible to calculate the whereabouts of everyone.

Although there are millions of disciples who come every time, the ancient world of Mingyu is too large and scattered. It is impossible for these great masters to concentrate on killing. This is also the meaning of the establishment of the ancient world alliance. Find out all the "extraterritorial demons" one by one!

This time the two worlds met 10,000 years ahead of schedule, which made the ancient world alliance unexpected, and the response was a step slower, but now from the annihilation of Qizong and Sunset Valley, it seems that the ancient world alliance has been fully activated, and everyone in the hall looks solemn. , they have to hide like mice next, and all actions have to be more careful.

There is absolutely no chance of winning a head-to-head confrontation with the local forces.

Their strength is only in the Primordial Spirit Realm, as long as the Ancient Realm dispatches a great power, they can destroy them with only one hand.

Scattering away, hiding whereabouts is the most important thing, and it is easy to reveal when there are too many people. If it attracts the attention of the almighty cultivator, it will only be killed if the neck is drawn.

Looking at the many monks with solemn expressions in the hall, Qing Lian in the main seat spoke up.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, this sect's base here is absolutely safe, but in order not to cause trouble, we will finish the matter as soon as possible so that it can be broken down into pieces."

"I recently received news that a few months later, a secret realm was born in the Wulan Mountains. It is said that there are clues to 'Cang'."

As soon as Qing Lian's voice fell, the atmosphere in the hall condensed, obviously shocked by the news.

"Impossible! It must be fake news, and there are clues so soon?"

"It must be the conspiracy of the ancient world alliance!"

Qing Lian raised her hand, signaling everyone to be calm, and then said:

"Everyone knows the rules. As long as it is about 'Cang', no matter if the news is true or false, you must go to explore."

"Indeed, in the past, the Ancient Realm Alliance used this kind of fake news to kill many monks in our Qianyuan Realm, but we had no choice but to try our best to determine the authenticity of the news."

"This time, I called you fellow Daoists, just to ask you to find out this news together, so as to prevent you from being caught in the treachery of the ancient world alliance."

Everyone in the hall looked at each other and nodded. They were not fools. They were all masters who did not cast a net without seeing an osprey.

In less than a cup of tea time, everyone discussed a lot of matters, and they hid their bodies and left quickly. They all had secret methods to communicate with each other. It was not a special situation, and they would not be concentrated. The more dispersed, the safer.

After a while, only Qinglian and Bai Jiange were left in the hall. Qinglian looked at Bai Jiange with a smile and said:

"Brother Bai, what do you think about this matter?"

Qinglian's strength is high and strong, not weaker than Bai Jiange. Compared with Bai Jiange's single-minded focus on kendo, he is more sociable.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglian, I think this is fake news."

"Oh? How can you see it?"

"Intuition."

After Bai Jiange finished speaking, he stood up, gave his hand slightly to leave, and disappeared as a sword light.

Lonely Qinglian was sitting in the hall, her brows furrowed and her face contemplative. He knew that Bai Jiange possessed a physique of "transparent swordsmanship" and the heart of a child. Of course, he would not completely ignore this intuition.

He is not sure whether there is a clue of "Cang" in the secret realm, and his purpose is not "Cang". As long as the secret realm is real and the thing inside is real, he doesn't mind taking a risk.

"Cang" is too illusory, how many people will go to find "Cang" when millions of disciples come to the ancient world? Since ancient times, countless failures have made them lose the slightest confidence.

I am afraid that most people will find a place to hide, stay for three years, and pass this mandatory mission safely and return to Qianyuan Realm.

Of course, there are also many people who want to make a fortune, hide their identities, and look for good fortune. There are many "specialties" in the ancient world that are not available in the Qianyuan world. It is worthwhile to get some.

Qinglian is such a person. He has received reliable information that the secret realm in the Ulan Mountains contains precious Sword Intent seeds, or the extremely rare "Death Sword Intent". The sword Intent he condenses is "Life Sword Intent". , The Sword Intent Seed in the Secret Realm is very important to him, and it is related to his future avenue.

No matter whether there is a clue to "Cang" in the secret realm, or whether there is a black hand hiding behind, he will go to it.

As long as he can get what he wants, even if all the fellow Daoists in Qianyuan Realm die, he will not hesitate, which is why he called everyone together.

Thinking of this, Qinglian's gentle smile disappeared, her eyes were fierce, and all kinds of conspiracies continued to emerge in her heart.

Bai Jiange turned into a sword light and left the hall, returned to his yard, sat down beside the stone table, took out a pot of spirit wine, poured himself a drink, poured a pot of spirit wine into his stomach, his eyes were slightly blurred.

Pulling out the green long sword, gently stroking the body of the sword, his eyes flashed with memories, and he muttered to himself:

"Sister..."

The color of blurred memories was fleeting, and turned into sharp eyes.

"Qinglian, I hope you don't make a mistake, my sword doesn't want to drink the blood of the same family."

The green long sword was put back into its sheath, put it away carefully, stood up and looked at the sky in the distance, a figure of a young man appeared in his mind, that was a young man whose heart and will moved him.

"I don't know how the younger brother is now, whether he has successfully arrived in the wasteland, and worshipped the body repair sect..."