Begin immortality by slaying demons

Li Xuanqing didn't look too optimistic about this matter, but he still gave Shen Yi a few words of advice:

"Although the Seven Sons of Nanhong share life and death, they don't mind bringing out any righteousness or rules to take away your Nanyang treasure land."

"The Qingyue Sect was once the closest to the Nanyang Sect. It was the alternation of the sun and the moon. If you have any problems, just go to them."

"..."

Shen Yi looked at the Dao sign in his hand and breathed out slowly: "Huh."

Of course he knew that this was not an easy task, but at least he had a chance to take his life in his own hands.

This is already something others only dream of.

"Can we go back now?" Li Xuanqing looked towards the formation.

"hold on."

Shen Yi stared at the sky calmly and stored the Taoist cards in his hand into the wrench.

"What are you waiting for?" Before Li Xuanqing finished speaking, he suddenly felt a change in the aura of the young man.

The body shrouded in white robes seemed to gradually merge with the heaven and earth.

Perfection of God.

Shen Yi is different from other monks. His cultivation time is actually very short, and there is no obsession.

If I had to say it, it would be a life without any pressure.

But now, he finally sees the road ahead clearly and chooses the direction that suits him best without hesitation.

This is probably Shen Yi's easiest breakthrough, and it can be regarded as a feeling of cultivation like Jiang Nie's.

"Okay, let's go."

Shen Yi turned around and walked towards the crowd.

No more tweaking.

To be honest, unless he planned to stay here and not go back, as long as he opened the formation, there would be no way to prevent others from entering.

As for the hard consumption, who can consume more energy than this wooden man? He has been waiting outside for so long.

The only thing Shen Yi could do was to judge Li Xuanqing's identity through words. After this conversation, he was more like a Nanyang Sect disciple than she and others.

As he raised his palm, the Nanyang relief was instantly enveloped in golden light.

Fortunately, he had the aura that Nie Jun had poured into him earlier...otherwise, he, the sect leader, wouldn't even be able to open the door to his own house.

When the light curtain dissipated, everyone on the relief disappeared.

…

In the dark hall.

Li Xuanqing stared blankly at the familiar but lifeless furnishings around him, under the gaze of everyone.

He withdrew his gaze and walked slowly to the statue of the Patriarch.

Break off three branches from his body, light them with a wave of his hand, and then respectfully insert them into the incense burner.

After doing all this, he knelt directly on the futon, then closed his eyes, as if he had turned into a piece of wood again.

"Um?"

Nie Jun looked at Shen Yi silently.

I originally thought that this would be a big help to Nanyang Sect, but why did there be no movement after kneeling down.

It seemed that he didn't take Sect Master Shen seriously.

"..."

Shen Yi turned around and walked out of the palace. At least this wooden man didn't cause trouble, which was pretty good. He could barely act as a door god here.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?"

Qingfeng Li walked to him in small steps and changed his tune very quickly.

Whether it was their master's actions or Li Xuanqing's words before, they all saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts.

But even Yu Chaoan, who was the most unfamiliar with Shen Yi, did not raise any questions about this matter.

They were all born in Nanyang, so how could they be willing to leave here so easily.

As for handing over his life to Shen Yi, let alone the fact that Sect Leader Shen is still a god, he is far away from the so-called Bai Yujing, even if the other party is really aligned with this place.

After witnessing the bloody scene in Tianji earlier, there should be no more trustworthy person in the world than Shen Yi.

After all, in such a dangerous situation, the other party did not give up on himself and others.

"Let's clean out all the caves first, and bring all the useful things in the treasure to the main hall."

Although it is definitely extremely poor compared to other sects, for the Nanyang indigenous monks, these treasures can greatly help themselves and others in their practice.

Shen Yi took out the Dao card and rubbed it a few times, and clear light suddenly appeared in the entire Thousand Demons Cave.

Those closed monk caves finally saw the light of day again.

Seeing this, Qingfeng Li suddenly became excited: "Can we choose any disciple's cave to stay in?"

He didn't include the Elder's Cave or the Ten Treasures.

It is precisely because of the need to rebuild the Nanyang Sect that we must pay more attention to these rules. Otherwise, the elders of other sects are all great monks of returning to the void, and even Bai Yujing has a lot of god-transformation monks living here. What is that like?

"Go ahead."

Shen Yi felt a little headache, he was really not good at these things.

Compared to himself, whether it was the disciples of Wutong Mountain who were born in the Immortal Sect, or the people of the Martial Temple who had been in charge of Daqian, even the Xu family would most likely be able to handle it better than him.

After watching everyone disperse, Shen Yi looked at the things previously stored in the ring.

If I remember correctly, Lao Gou should have collected all the palace belongings.

He walked back into the main hall and patted Li Xuanqing on the shoulder: "Wake up."

Since he is a disciple of the Nanyang Sect, it is reasonable for the sect leaders to come up with ideas.

Put all the more than ten treasures in front of the other party.

"I want to break through and return to void, which one is better?"

"..."

Li Xuanqing opened his eyes and without thinking, he pointed at the most inconspicuous whisk among them: "This is the only thing that is used to guard the palace. It was what Xuan Qing was looking for for his disciples."

As he spoke, he held the wooden handle of the whisk, and saw a few undetectable claw marks on it, as if he wanted to destroy it, but couldn't.

As Li Xuanqing raised his hand, the whisk immediately returned to its original state, and he handed the thing back.

Shen Yi was about to reach out to pick up the fly whisk.

But the Taoist sign suddenly trembled.

After the sect-protecting array was reactivated, news from outside could be received through Nanyang Sect.

"Nanyang has encountered great changes and the inheritance has been cut off. If the sect master doesn't mind, you can bring your disciples to the Qingyue Sect to observe. I have arranged everything and am waiting for you."

Shen Yi took the fly whisk and looked at Mu Ren.

Apparently it was the elder from Qingyue Sect just now.

"If the sect leader plans to rebuild Nanyang, you can go and have a look. Xuan Qing is a former direct disciple. He has devoted himself to practice since he joined the sect. He rarely pays attention to other things and has never taught his disciples personally. Now you still need to confess your sins sincerely. I can't help you. too much."

"However, if it has not yet entered the void, the sect leader may need to use some external force to reach Qingyue Sect."

After that, Li Xuanqing closed his eyes again.

"..."

Shen Yi's deepest understanding of outside sects came from the God Transformation Pill recipe.

According to the above records, all the truly talented disciples have been transformed into gods for hundreds of years, and they also have self-condensing spiritual roots.

This is simply unimaginable for the monks in Nanyang Sect.

Even if you own the panel yourself.

If you can see with your own eyes how monks outside practice practice, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.