Immortal Mansion Longevity

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Liu Yu calmly flipped through the tome of spells, waiting patiently for the Zongmen order to arrive.

Now that the war in the Yan Kingdom has been decided, the rest is to manage the aftermath, and there should be no more major wars.

In the aftermath, the leaders of Qingfeng may or may not need to participate.

It all depends on whether the elders value it.

Liu Yu has nothing to do.

Since the general situation has been set, there is not much risk in the country of Yan, so it is the same wherever the practice is.

On the contrary, in this sect enclave, it can be more "free".

There is no need to worry about the spiritual land. With his current strength and position, it is not a problem to occupy a second-order top-grade spiritual mountain.

Moreover, Liu Yu also had a vague idea. Outside of the sect, it was better to cultivate his own power and let go of his hands and feet.

However, it is also beneficial to return to the sect as soon as possible. After all, the sect is much safer and more stable, so there is no need to worry about sudden danger.

No matter where he went, he could accept it, and he did not worry about gains and losses, and his heart was very calm.

...

After sinking into the ocean of knowledge of cultivating immortals, the night passed quickly.

The next day, noon.

Liu Yu put down the book in his hand, and was about to use his magic power to warm up a few spiritual tools, but suddenly there was movement from the storage bag.

"coming."

He secretly said in his heart, quickly took out the Zongmen token, and sank into it to check.

As Liu Yu thought, this is exactly what the three sects jointly issued.

All cultivators who have cultivated above the foundation stage are ordered to go to a hall in the original Baiyun Temple to discuss matters.

After receiving the message, Liu Yu quickly got up, opened the formation and went out.

Outside the wooden house, Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin and others were already waiting.

Wei Guang was waiting for the cultivator who later joined the group, and he was chatting with the two women, and from time to time he said a word or two of flattery.

In the distance, there are also foundation-building cultivators in the team coming here.

It can be seen that these local forces of Yan State headed by Wei Guangzheng are still a little uneasy at this time.

After all, abandoning the old club and taking refuge in the new club is indeed a bit unpleasant.

And I still don't know how the new owner will treat them in the future.

"Qingyang Taoist Friends"

"Friend Liu"

Seeing Liu Yu's appearance, Wei Guangzheng and the others stepped forward and bowed their hands one after another, greeting him with a smile, with a very enthusiastic attitude.

Under the circumstance that they don't know enough about Yuanyang Sect, Yuanyang Sect also doesn't know enough about them.

At this time, Liu Yu became very important.

Wei Guangzheng and others needed a cultivator who could help them speak in the sect and protect their existing interests.

And this cultivator, there is no more suitable person than Liu Yu.

First of all, they came to the Yuanyang Sect through Liu Yu's channel, and the relationship between the two sides was naturally "closer".

Secondly, Liu Yu's weight is heavy enough, and in the eyes of these monks, he has enough right to speak.

Because the contact time was too short, and they didn't know other monks, they didn't have much choice.

It is precisely because of this that the team loses its meaning after the war and will disband soon, but they are as respectful as ever.

"Don't be polite, fellow Daoists."

"Since you are summoned at the sect, you can go there by yourself, and you don't have to wait for Liu."

Liu Yu didn't care about the elders, and greeted Zhong Xiu, then smiled.

He was well aware of the thoughts of these monks.

But if you can have one more subordinate or friend, why refuse it coldly?

"The team has not been disbanded yet, and I will still follow the leadership of fellow Taoists."

"I'm used to listening to Daoist Qingyang's instructions, and it's a little difficult to change."

These are more subtle words, euphemistically expressing the meaning of wanting to have a long-term friendship.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang has a great reputation, and this old man is very convincing. I hope you can only follow the path of the Taoist friends!"

This is Wei Guangzheng's words.

This old and refined old fritters survived the fierce battle and became the most senior "leader".

Because of the large amount of benefits, the Wei family is considered a staunch supporter of Liu Yu, and has always been able to put himself in his position.

In the Battle of Yan Kingdom, the Wei family not only did not decline, but instead gained enough benefits to make many monks jealous.

It is an outright vested interest.

In order to obtain so many benefits, in addition to the reason for buying horse bones, the credit of the Wei family itself is also extremely important.

Of course, what satisfied Liu Yu the most was his attitude.

The two maids, Yingge Yanwu, who brought tea and water, only accounted for a small factor.

Beauty, can't shake his position in the slightest.

"Good to say, good to say."

"Since all fellow Daoists have raised it, let's go together."

"Please!"

Liu Yu said in a loud voice, and walked ahead of the pack, Jiang Qiushui and Leng Yuexin walked side by side with him.

Wei Guangzheng and the others were half a step behind.

"Old Demon Qingyang?!"

"This person is unremarkable and looks nothing more than that. Could it be that the rumors are just groundless hype of Yuanyang Sect?"

The group of people walked to Yunxiao Mountain in a mighty manner, which attracted the attention of other monks. Some monks were talking about it, and there were many malicious speculations from the other two monks.

However, the attention of most monks was quickly attracted by other more famous figures.

From the shabby wooden houses everywhere, monks kept walking out to Yunxiao Mountain.

Among them, there are many famous monks, as well as the top figures in the foundation period.

Such as the "Three Heroes and Four Heroes" of Yuanyangzong, the "Six Sons of Acacia" of Hehuanmen, and the "Seven Swords of the Waning Moon" of the waning moon valley.

As soon as these monks appear, they can cause bursts of exclamations, and they have a lot of influence among low-level monks.

Although Liu Yu has enough prestige in his own team, his influence on the sect disciples outside the team is very limited.

Compared with the influence of the Three Heroes and Four Heroes, it is still far inferior.

In this regard, there is still a long way to go.

Liu Yu looked at this scene thoughtfully, but kept walking, walking up the mountain quickly.

When passing through the ruins, where the original Baiyunguan Patriarch Hall was, he saw hundreds of Baiyunguan disciples kneeling on the ground.

The mana of these captives has been sealed and cannot be used half a point. Except for the physical strength, other aspects are not much different from mortals.

To the monks guarding them, they were like lambs to be slaughtered, with no resistance at all.

At this time, the prisoners looked low and frightened.

Although not wearing shackles and handcuffs, they are de facto "prisoners".

"Ugh~!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded.

A guard monk shot without warning, driving the magic weapon to slash at the head of a prisoner, with a hint of enthusiasm on his face.

The corpse fell to the ground with a thud, and the bright red blood flowed quietly.

As if a certain signal was released, the guard monks of the three sects took action one after another, and the imperial envoys began to slaughter.

The monk Baiyunguan, who was banned from mana, had no resistance, and fell to the ground in large areas under the edge of the magic weapon, and the screams came one after another. Valley capacity

Just like cutting rice, the sickle was gently waved, and the rice fell in a large piece.

Looking at this scene, Liu Yu who was walking suddenly stopped, frowning slightly.

Of course he wasn't sympathetic, he just felt that this method of handling was too wasteful.

Chaojiang Qiushui gave a wink, the woman immediately understood, and immediately called a guarded sect disciple and began to ask the reason.

"Uncle Qi, this is the order of the elders, and the disciples just follow the order."

"The disciples and other guards received orders from the elders of their respective sects to execute all these Baiyunguan captives."

The guard disciple who was called over saw that it was a foundation-building master, and immediately answered honestly.

Liu Yu frowned, waved his hand to let the disciple leave, and then moved on.

"pity."

"Hundreds of qi refining cultivators can still have thirty to fifty degrees of fuel."

He was a frugal man, and he sincerely regretted the waste of fuel.

But these captives are the property of the three sects, even if they become corpses.

If Liu Yu rashly uses magic fire as fuel, his behavior will be "enriching his own pockets". Unless he asks the elders for instructions, he will probably have a lot of trouble in the future.

Safety is the main thing in front of me, so I have to put out a tempting idea.

"Ugh"

Liu Yu sighed again in her heart and continued on.

"uh"

Behind him, screams continued.

But under the efficient killing of the guard monks, it soon became sparse, slowly becoming inaudible, and finally there was only silence.

Pools of blood pooled together, and the ground was dyed red, which looked shocking.

Perhaps, these monks from Baiyunguan who chose to surrender and were captured, would regret it a moment before they died.

Since both sides are dead, why not choose vigorous?

Since death is unavoidable, then it is as if the grace and righteousness have been fulfilled, and a happy death in battle!

Listening to the screams that sounded and disappeared, Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin, Wei Guangzheng and the others did not show any fluctuations.

I have seen too many things like death in the past two years, and there is no mercy for these unrelated white cloud monks.

Even Jiang Qiushui, who has little experience in this area, has experienced too much in two or three years, and he is already used to it.

...

Go along the road that has been initially cleared, and walk through the ruins of collapsed buildings.

It didn't take long for the group to stop in front of an antique and solemn hall.

This hall occupies an extremely wide area, with a length, width and height of several tens of feet, and the overall architectural style is biased towards Taoism.

The main halls are all built with materials that are sufficient to make magic instruments. The surface is bronze in color, and there are many Taoist "immortal statues" carved on the four walls, which have been passed down as legends forever.

In the corners around, there are also huge bronze pillars, which add a bit of solemnity to the hall.

Facing such a huge, empty and solemn hall, ordinary monks inevitably feel a little bit small.

"Zhengqing Palace"

A crisp voice came from his side, and Jiang Qiushui read out the name of this temple.

Zhengqing Hall is the high-level meeting place of Baiyun Temple. It is guarded by a formation, and it is less affected, so it is still intact.

After the destruction of the White Cloud Temple, the three sects used this as a temporary meeting place.

Liu Yu glanced at the plaque, and without any fluctuations in his heart, he led the cultivators into it.

At a glance, the scene in the temple is all in sight.

On the main seat above the main hall, there are three top-notch Jindan cultivators sitting impressively.

The three real people closed their eyes and fell asleep, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

Below, thousands of foundation-building cultivators were clearly divided into three groups based on sect units.

Each large group is divided into small groups, keeping a certain distance from each other.

"Bai Yuxuan", "Zao Wou-Ki", "Li Buyu", "Zhou Zhuofeng"

Among the hundreds of foundation-building cultivators, Liu Yu saw quite a few familiar cultivators.

It is extremely rude to stare at an unfamiliar monk all the time.

He didn't look too much, took Jiang Qiushui, Leng Yuexin and others to find an unoccupied area to stand.

Twenty foundation-building cultivators stood together, as if they were another small group, with signs of being self-contained.

"Brother Liu."

A slightly cold female voice came from his ear.

Liu Yu turned her head to look and saw a female nun in a silver uniform, who was it if it wasn't Senior Sister Li Buyu?

After saying a few words to Jiang Qiushui, he walked towards Li Buyu and cupped his hands:

"I've seen my sister."

Looking at this little junior brother, Li Buyu showed a slight smile on his frosty face, saying:

"You are still so polite."

"Junior brother came just in time, let me introduce you, these are the leaders of this sect."

"Between the same family, you should get to know each other well."

"Who is this......"

Li Buyu released his goodwill, changed his arrogant appearance when we first met, and introduced a famous fellow from Zhuji.

Indeed, as she said, it is "the best".

The cultivation base is generally high, and there are not a few people in the late stage of foundation establishment. Compared with those Liu Yu knew as an alchemist, the level is obviously higher.

Liu Yu was very kind. Under the introduction of Li Buyu, he met a famous cultivator and greeted him politely.

Today, he has indeed reached this level~www.wuxiahere.com~ Whether it is with the fierce power of "Qingyang Old Demon" or the credit of "Qingyangzi", it is completely enough.

Even if Li Buyu did not introduce them, these monks would get acquainted sooner or later.

Liu Yu was able to become the leader of Qingfeng's team, and he had the reputation of Qingyang Old Demon. In the eyes of these sect leaders, he was indeed reluctantly considered a figure.

All this communication was very smooth, and there was no **** episode of slap in the face.

"I have seen... Senior Sister Bai."

"Liu has been famous for talking to Senior Sister Bai for a long time."

Liu Yu paused for a while, a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and his expression was as usual.

The female cultivator in white robes in front of him was exactly what he had dreamed of in his dreams when he was a teenager.

If Liu Yu remembered correctly, the last time we met was in the Zongmen Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and when he was first promoted to Foundation Establishment, it was twenty or thirty years ago.

"Brother Liu."

Bai Yuxuan was not too enthusiastic, but nodded slightly reservedly and said hello.

She looked at the unremarkable classmate in front of her, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

In less than 30 years, he has cultivated from the newly promoted foundation building to the current state, and in terms of breath, he is not far from the mid-term peak.

What is even more rare is that he can also become one of the leaders of Qingfeng, and can do many things that his peers in the later stage of Foundation Establishment cannot do.

Although Bai Yuxuan was a little curious, she didn't ask any further questions.

She is a traditional female cultivator with a more reserved or indifferent personality.

He will not go to ask people's private affairs just because of a few interviews.

The two just chatted for a few words, and Liu Yu got to know each other with another fellow from the foundation building under the introduction of Li Buyu.

At this time, his heart was as calm as water.

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