Immortal Mansion Longevity

  Chapter 838 If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it's not like a teenager! (Please subscribe!)

  Talking about the past of the sect, and the fallen comrades in countless conflicts, Li Changfeng's face turned red and he was excited.

  He waved his fists and let out a deafening cry!

  The vigorous and powerful voice spread to every corner of the school grounds.

  This old and majestic voice seems to have some kind of strange magic power, which has the power to shake people's hearts.

  On the school grounds, thousands of Yuan Yangzong disciples were moved when they heard the words.

  At this moment, the dusty memory was awakened, and they felt inexplicably excited. They wished to activate the magic weapon immediately and go to the monks of Hehuanmen to fight.

   After all, no matter in the past or now, the two sites border each other, and conflicts, large and small, have never stopped.

   Some of them left very unpleasant memories in their contact with the Hehuanmen monks.

  The rest of the people have heard of it even if they haven’t experienced it.

  New and old grudges, coupled with the huge rewards offered, and the elders of the sect doing their own thing in front of them, their fighting spirit has been aroused.

  The strong sense of belonging to the sect has also been awakened.

   "I" and "you", is "us"!

  We are of the same school, grew up under the same banner, and are deeply favored and sheltered by the sect.

  We have a common enemy—Hehuanmen!

  When Li Changfeng's old and majestic voice fell, thousands of disciples in the school field were moved, and some young disciples turned red with excitement.

  “.”

  But in the arena, there was a moment of silence, like the prelude of a storm.

"eye for eye!"

  After only half a breath, there were more than a dozen voices in the crowd, almost at the same time.

  Every sound is hoarse!

   All the disciples responded hoarsely as if waking up from a dream.

"eye for eye!!"

   "Blood debt blood payment~!"

  Calling one after another, one wave after another, mixed with inexplicable emotions.

  The same vocabulary was shouted from the mouths of thousands of monks, and countless voices gathered together, and a sense of déjà vu came oncoming.

  Even though he was wearing a gray robe and was only an outer disciple in the mid-stage of Qi refining, he still had an aura of "who can give me nothing" at this moment.

  The tsunami-like sound of the mountains and tsunami constantly echoed over the school grounds, making people really feel the firm will and terrifying power contained in it.

   "Buzz~"

  The light red shield guarding the camp, under the impact of waves, there were waves in circles.

   It can be seen that how magnificent this momentum should be, Jindan Daoist will be amazed.

  All in one mind!

"good!"

  On the high platform in front of the formation, Li Changfeng, Qi Yuntian, He Rulong and other six elders nodded secretly when they saw this scene, they were all extremely satisfied.

   Morale is available, and the disciples of the sect are united as one. Even if the Hehuan Sect is not easy, why not be afraid?

   "With disciples from this sect, why worry about the immortality of Hehuan Sect?!"

  The six of them looked at each other and nodded slightly.

   Immediately, Li Changfeng struck while the iron was hot, taking advantage of the high fighting spirit of his disciples, and formally issued the order to send troops.

"Army attack!!"

  With an order, the light red mask covering the camp disappeared immediately.

  Under the hands-on efforts of the Deacon Establishing the Foundation, more than 10,000 disciples of the Yuanyang Zongzong were divided into three groups, and they drove the magic weapon into the sky in an orderly manner.

   "嗖嗖~"

   Within a few breaths, three long dragons formed, slowly flying towards the border.

  Cultivation is below the Golden Core realm, and you cannot fly away in the air with your physical body.

  So the monks of Yuanyangzong, either control the magical weapon and the spiritual weapon to fly away, or take the flying boat to travel.

   "Boom"

  The sound of piercing through the sky sounded one after another, and huge flying boats took off into the sky. Dozens of Yuanyangzong's iconic "Guiyuan Boats" once again appeared in the eyes of thousands of monks.

  In addition to this, there is also the high-level spirit boat "Cangwu".

   "嗖嗖~"

  The army started, and the sound of piercing through the air came and went.

  Thousands of rays of light streak across the sky mightily, and the scene looks very spectacular.

   "嗖嗖~"

   After receiving the order a few breaths later, the monks from the affiliated forces summoned, as well as some casual cultivators who chose to participate in the battle, also rose into the air one after another.

  Keep a certain distance and fall behind the team.

   But in comparison, the formation of these monks is undoubtedly much more scattered, just like a motley army compared to a regular army.

   But with a rough count, it is easy to find that the monks and loose cultivators of these affiliated forces summoned have more people than the disciples of Yuanyang Sect.

   It's just that although the quantity is large, the quality is completely incomparable.

   Coupled with the suppression of high-level monks, there is no need to worry about large-scale changes in these monks.

   "Brother Qi, Brother He, farewell!"

   "May I wait for the victory in this battle, and see you in front of Hehuanmen Mountain!"

  On the deck of the Cangwu, Li Changfeng stood at the bow of the boat and cupped his hands far away, and bid farewell to the two old acquaintances through voice transmission with his spiritual sense.

   "I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy and win the battle. Don't fall behind, the two senior brothers. I will see you another day!"

   "Praise my Zongwei!"

  On the other two high-level spirit boats, Qi Yuntian and He Rulong responded one after another.

  Under the rising sun, the three of them clasped their hands away.

  Bathed in the radiance of the sun, each led an army to attack Lin Guo from different regions.

  With the monks of this sect, together with the affiliated forces of the Yuan Kingdom and casual cultivators, the number of monks of the Yuanyang Sect easily broke through the 30,000 mark.

  The number of each army is more than 10,000.

   Li Changfeng led the most elite troops to directly attack from the middle.

  Qi Yuntian and He Rulong also commanded 10,000 troops respectively, and attacked Lin Guo from the left and right.

   Three-pronged approach!

   In this way, they can seize the territory from the Hehuan Gate as quickly as possible.

   Otherwise, push forward step by step. If the speed is too slow, the enemy will already see that the situation is wrong and run away.

   Not only are a lot of resources taken away, but even resource points will be destroyed if you are cruel.

   "嗖嗖~"

  Thousands of lights pierced the sky, and the army in the middle led by Li Changfeng did not cover up at all, and advanced in a straight line towards the gate of Hehuanmen.

   More than 10,000 monks flew away, and it was impossible to cover up such a big movement.

   "嗖嗖~"

  The camp was not far from the border between the two countries, so after only half an hour of flying away, the army in the middle was about to cross the border.

  A long-abandoned mine gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

  Beside Li Changfeng, Yan Kai looked at the mine, his eyes flashed with reminiscence, and his eyes were a little complicated.

  In the battle against Yan, he joined Liu Yu's team. Although he was injured and returned to the rear to recuperate, he has always been very concerned about the team's actions.

  Therefore, clearly know the team's subsequent actions.

   "If I remember correctly, back then Master Qingyang gambled with monks from Hehuanmen because of the gilt stone mine."

   "The genius Zhuo Mengzhen who lost the Acacia sect, won the Jinhuashan elixir garden, the copper mine vein, and the cold iron mine vein in the first battle, and contributed to the sect's territory."

   "This cold iron mine is exactly one of the harvests of Master Qingyang's battle back then."

   "Thinking about it carefully, Master Shishu had already shown his true colors at that time, no wonder he was able to condense Nascent Soul in the end."

   Scanning the mine below, Yan Kai was slightly moved.

  After winning the bet, the three resource points obtained by the Zongmen can just be connected into a line.

  Push the border of the Yuan Kingdom a dozen miles further.

  As Liu Yu became Yuanying Zhenjun, his prestige spread throughout the south of the sky. This junction was also specially marked as "Qingyang dividing line" on the map.

  …

   Above the camp, thousands of feet above the sky, two figures stood quietly.

   Both of them are tall and tall, one is wearing a large black robe, and the other is wearing a yellow garment.

   It is Liu Yu and Huangmei Zhenjun!

  Looking at the three-way army going away, Liu Yu nodded slightly very satisfied.

  The strengths of the two sects are almost the same, and with the assistance of the dead warrior "Shadow of the Sun", with the current high fighting spirit of our own side, this move is bound to be like a broken bamboo.

  After everything is arranged, the rest of the Jindan Elders of the sect will also set off to the front line.

  He came here just in case, to prevent He Laomogou from jumping over the wall in a hurry and attacking low-level monks with big bullies.

   "In the 8899th year of the Gregorian calendar, I set up a boundary monument here and signed it."

   "Now, it is the 9126th year of the Yuanyang calendar."

   "Unknowingly, two or three hundred years have passed~"

  Looking at the direction where the army in the middle disappeared, Liu Yu's eyes wandered.

  The spiritual consciousness as high as 620 miles allowed him to easily scan the situation at the border and observe the boundary marker that was left back then.

  Although the Han Iron Mine is abandoned, the boundary markers are still neat and clean, and it is obvious that someone often takes care of them.

  The handwriting on it is still very clear, just like it was more than two hundred years ago.

   "Yuanyang calendar eight thousand eight hundred and ninety-nine - Qingyang Zili."

  The lifespan of a Qi-refining monk is 120 years, and that of a foundation-building monk is 300 years.

  If it wasn't for the formation of pills and infants successively, based on the lifespan of the foundation establishment period, he would have already sat down at this time.

  “.”

  Looking at the boundary marker with his spiritual sense, Liu Yu's thoughts wandered for a moment, and he remembered those old friends back then.

  The old man, if he hadn't condensed the golden elixir, he would have already sat down at this time.

   Only Yan Qun'er, Yan Kai, Zhuo Mengzhen, Jiang Qiushui, Li Buyu and others are still alive.

   "If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it will not look the same. You are young."

  Thinking of this, Liu Yu felt emotional in his heart, and suddenly felt a little sad.

  There is a feeling that time has passed and circumstances have changed, and things are different.

  But it was different from the "Battle of Destroying Yan" back then. At that time, he was just a foundation cultivator, but an insignificant pawn.

  At this moment, Liu Yu is already Yuanying Zhenjun, and he is in charge of Yuanyangzong, becoming an out-and-out chess player!

  This war also started because of his one thought, and it will affect tens of thousands of living beings!

   "It's different, it's different."

  “.”

  Under the calm expression, Liu Yu's heart was turbulent, and ripples appeared in the heart lake.

  The mere foundation building and minor repairs back then are in stark contrast to the majestic Yuanying Zhenjun now.

  Every aspect is very different!

   It also made him truly realize that with the improvement of his cultivation and strength, his own situation has changed dramatically.

   "Liu is on the right path."

  With firm belief, the ripples in the heart lake gradually disappeared, and Liu Yu looked away without a trace.

   "The morale of the noble sect is so high, this departure must be like a broken bamboo."

   "I'm afraid it won't take long to reach the Hehuan Gate."

  At the same time, Huangmei Zhenjun also looked away, and said with a smile.

   At this time, the mana fluctuations emitted by this person, although still a little unstable, have indeed reached the level of the late Nascent Soul.

  With hundreds of years of accumulation, plus several war dividends.

  After the "Dan Dingzong War" ended, he immediately retreated, and finally broke through to the late Yuanying stage in one fell swoop, becoming an important "big monk".

  Although she was still in a stable state, Huang Mei broke through and made a firm choice as soon as she received Liu Yu's news.

  Dan Dingzong's battle, Qingyang was a blockbuster, and he had already made friendship with him a top priority.

   At the early stage of the Nascent Soul, there was such amazing strength, now breaking through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, how far will it reach?

  Although breaking through to the late stage of Yuanying, his strength has been greatly improved, but facing Qing Yangzi at this time, Huang Mei is not sure that he can overwhelm him.

  Because of the intention to make friends, Liu Yu only paid half a bottle of "Flying Immortal Pill", and easily persuaded Huang Mei to make a move. Things went smoother than expected.

  According to this person's words, we don't need to see outsiders when we are close, just give a symbolic friendship price.

   It was expected that Zhenjun Momei would agree to it smoothly after paying the price of two thousand-year-old spiritual grasses.

  As for the old monk Kongzhao, his friendship is relatively average.

  Although he was willing to make a move, Liu Yu paid seven "Flying Immortal Pills", and this person agreed, which was higher than Huang Mei's asking price.

  But at this juncture, I am still willing to help, just offering a normal price, which is not out of the ordinary.

   Compared with ordinary monks, the relationship with each other is already good.

   "The hatred accumulated for generations, relatives and friends were killed by the monks of the Hehuan Sect, and now there is finally a chance for revenge, how can the disciples not be excited?"

   Shaking his head slightly, Liu Yu said calmly.

   Then, he changed the subject and continued:

   "On the other hand, Fellow Daoist Huang Mei, who was still in a stable state, still traveled thousands of miles to help. Liu is very grateful."

   "I will definitely not forget this matter."

   Inviting a big monk to make a move, only paying half a bottle of "Flying Immortal Pill", the price is so small that it can almost be ignored.

  Although it's not because of the lack of yellow eyebrows, he still remembers this favor.

   "I have fought side by side several times, and I am very familiar with it, why should I be so alien?"

   "Among the same people, we should help each other."

   "Someday."

  Talking about the shot, Huang Mei just smiled away, as if he didn't care at all.

   It’s just that in the future, if he encounters difficulties, he also hopes that Liu Yukan will lend a helping hand for the sake of this matter.

   After a few words of politeness, Huang Mei suddenly changed the subject and said in a low voice:

   "According to reliable sources, He Laomo has been making a lot of changes recently, and seems to be planning some big move."

   "Fellow Qingyang Daoist, be careful."

  Since he decided to join the war, he naturally paid close attention to relevant information.

   Not long ago, I received news that He Laomo has been out frequently to contact various parties recently.

   "No problem."

  Hearing this, Liu Yu smiled lightly, as if it was an insignificant matter.

  He didn't hide it deliberately, breaking through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the news of his further strength has already spread among the true kings.

   As a result, the strength of Hehuanmen and Yuanyangzong is very different.

  True Monarchs are all smart people. With the obvious contrast between strength and weakness, even if He Laomo is willing to pay a huge price, he may not be able to invite many monks to help out.

  With Liu Yu's current strength, he is not afraid of some unexpected situations.

   "It's a pity that He Laomo is cautious and secretive, and it is difficult to intercept him from the outside world."

   "Otherwise, if we kill them, we won't have to spend a lot of time in this battle."

  High in the sky, Liu Yu's robe fluttered, thinking silently in his heart.

  Although Zhenjun Nascent Soul fled extremely fast, and could easily cover thousands of miles, the original Yan Kingdom had a vast territory after all.

  Even though the split Yuan Kingdom and Lin Kingdom are all tens of thousands of miles in size, the opponent carefully hides their whereabouts, and it is as difficult as heaven to stop them.

   What's more, it can also move through the teleportation array.

  In this case, unless Liu Yu received the news in time, and He Laomo stayed in a certain place for too long, it was almost impossible for the two sides to meet each other.

  When one's own side has a clear advantage, it is not a problem to reach the Hehuan Gate in a short time.

  Liu Yu is still willing to abide by the established rules in the world of cultivating immortals, and will not take the initiative to attack low-level monks.

  In order not to be caught by He Laomo, he found an excuse to sue the Seven Nations League, which attracted the Seven Nations League to intervene.

  However, the old devil suddenly appeared and tried to kill his own low-level monks to reverse the disadvantage of the Hehuan Sect.

  He would not be polite if he seized the opportunity, and he would immediately kill him with thunder, which also saved a big battle.

   Liu Yu followed the army secretly, just to see if Old Demon He could hold his breath.

  Seeing that his friend has such confidence, Huang Mei stopped to say a word of reminder.

   "嗖嗖~"

   Soon, the two escaped into the Gangfeng layer and followed the two armies secretly.

  As long as He Laomo shows up, let him come and go!

  As time went by, the two wars were in full swing, and the entire former Yan State area was affected.

  The strength is already comparable to that of the Hehuanmen, with the help of "Shadow of the Sun" secretly, and the joining of the monks of the Crescent Moon Valley.

  For a while, Lin Guo, ruled by Hehuanmen, was in full swing.

  In a short period of time, a large area of ​​territory was lost, and the Yuanyang Zong's three-way army was as powerful as a bamboo.

  …

  Two months later.

  In a restaurant somewhere in Lin Guofanjian, there is an elegant and exquisite wing room.

  On both sides of the table, two figures sat facing each other, and their mana breath was like mountains and seas, making it difficult for ordinary monks to look back.

  One is wearing a large black robe, with a burly figure and a masculine temperament.

  One person is wearing a white skirt, with an elegant and generous temperament, and a slender figure with uneven bumps.

   "哗啦啦~"

  The personal maid, Gu Yueying, bent down and poured the spiritual tea into the cup, and gently pushed the teacup to both sides of the table.

   Afterwards, under the signal of the master, he exited the room and closed the door.

   "Fairy Mingyue came from a long way, and Liu gave her a cup."

"please!"

  The room became quiet, Liu Yu smiled slightly, took the initiative to pick up the teacup and cupped his hand.

   "Fellow Daoist Qingyang, you are welcome."

  Zhenjun Mingyue showed a smile on his face, picked up his tea cup and sleeves, and took a sip.

  This woman's cultivation base has also reached the middle stage of Yuanying, about the fifth level of Yuanying.

  Her Taoist name is "Mingyue Zhenjun", and the sect behind her is called "Xuanyinlou". This time, she came to make peace on behalf of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

   Want to persuade Liu Yu to stop this war.

  Although the Human Monster War is over and large-scale wars are no longer prohibited, the mutual attacks between the Nascent Soul Sects will undoubtedly damage the strength of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance and the entire human race.

  Therefore, the Seven Nations Alliance still has an obligation to dissuade it. The Xuanbing Palace also experienced it a few years ago.

  Of course, since they are determined to start a war, they choose to use force to solve the problem.

   Certainly won't suddenly change his mind just because of a few words.

  So the persuasion of the Seven Nations Alliance is just a formality.

   "Fellow Daoist of Qingyang, this battle not only concerns two sects, but also affects tens of thousands of monks in both countries."

   "If it continues, I don't know how many low-level monks will die for no reason."

   "Doing so will really damage the overall strength of the alliance and is not conducive to the overall situation of the human race."

   "Fellow Daoist has a far-sighted vision and a deep understanding of righteousness. My concubine represents the alliance. Please think twice!"

  Gently put down the teacup, True Monarch Mingyue straightened his expression and said solemnly.

  (end of this chapter)