I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

　　 Ming Yu ancient world, Yudi Dynasty, the capital of Qingchang City.

　　 The prosperous and huge capital city, with a population of over 10 million, is the largest city in the Yudi Dynasty and the core of politics, 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 are even the shadows of monks behind them.

In a huge house yard, the quiet yard is lined with trees. Under a big tree, sitting cross-legged, a man in white clothes like an immortal, with star-eyed sword eyebrows, and a sword pattern faintly exuding fierce sword intent. , A long white hair tied tightly behind her back.

　　 Two long swords lay horizontally on the man’s legs, one white and the other green. The swords screamed slightly. The falling leaves were divided into two. The white-clothed man whispered:

　　 "Years and years are like songs, with swords as companions."

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

　　 "My Excellency, Qinglian-sama invites you to go to the lobby for discussion."

The white-haired man's thoughts were interrupted, his eyes opened, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted by the terrifying sword intent. The pitch-black figure buried his head lower, and sweat was faintly visible on his forehead. The strength of the white envoy became more and more terrifying. NS.

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

　　 In the main hall of the Great House Courtyard, a dozen of Qianyuanjie monks sat on their chairs, all silent, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

　　 Bai Jiange, which turned into a sword light, fell in the hall, nodded slightly to Qinglian on the main seat, found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and said nothing.

　　 Qianyuanjie has explored the ancient world of Mingyu many times. Each time he enters millions of disciples, in addition to looking for clues of "blue" and looking for good luck, he has also cultivated many local forces for countless years.

However, they are cultivating some ordinary forces, and it is not that they have not thought about cultivating monk forces. Unfortunately, each time the exploration is separated by tens of thousands of years, the goal of the monk forces is too obvious. body.

　　 The vulgar forces are sufficiently concealed and easy to control, and they can still survive a lot when they cast their nets widely.

　　 It is impossible for these mortal forces to find clues to "Cang", but it can also bring them a lot of convenience. This large house is a mundane force that belongs to the Da Luo Jianzong.

Before long, the hall was full of people. There were dozens of people. They were all representatives of the dozens of forces that the Qianyuan Realm descended on and around the Yudi Dynasty. Each force gathered many monks, and there was also one in total. Two thousand people.

　　 A black light fell outside the door, and a big man in jet black armor stepped into the hall, looked lunar calendar, murderous, and said loudly:

　　 "Don't wait any longer, the Qi Sect and the people in Sunset Valley were besieged 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 eliminate these invading "extraterrestrial demons" in the Qianyuan Realm. It has a long history. Every time the two realms converge, this organization will be activated when they descend on the Ancient Realm, and will automatically disband after three years.

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

　　 This realm also has monstrous powers, and there are not a few who can count on it. Unfortunately, the monks of Qianyuan Realm were not born in this world, and the true spiritual aura does not enter the heavens, and it is impossible to calculate the whereabouts of everyone.

Although the number of disciples who descend each time is as high as millions, the ancient world of Mingyu is too large and scattered. It is impossible for these great abilities to concentrate and kill. This is also the significance of the establishment of the ancient world alliance, using human tactics. Find out all the "extraterrestrial demons" one by one!

This time the two worlds converged 10,000 years in advance, and the Ancient Realm Alliance was unexpected, and the reaction was a step slower. However, now that the Qi Sect and Sunset Valley are destroyed, it seems that the Ancient Realm Alliance has been completely activated, and everyone in the hall has a solemn expression. , They will have to hide like mice, all actions must be more careful.

　　 Head-to-head with the local forces is absolutely no chance of winning, their strength is no more than the Yuanshen realm, as long as the ancient world sends out a great power, they can destroy them with only one hand.

　　 scattered and spread, hiding the whereabouts is the most important thing. When there are many people, it is easy to be exposed. If it attracts the attention of the powerful monk, it will only be killed by the neck.

　　 Looking at the dignified monks in the hall, Qinglian on the main seat spoke.

　　 "Everyone, stay safe, the stronghold in this clan is absolutely safe, but in order not to cause trouble, we will finish the matter as soon as possible so that we can break it into pieces."

　　 "I recently received news that a few months later, a secret world was born in the Wulan Mountains. It is said that there is a clue of'Cang' in it."

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

　　 "Impossible! It must be fake news, there is a clue so soon?"

　　 "It must be the conspiracy of the Ancient World Alliance!"

　　 Qinglian raised her hand and signaled everyone to stay calm, and then said:

　　 "Everyone knows the rules. As long as it's about'Cang', you must explore whether the news is true or false."

　　 "Indeed, the Ancient Realm Alliance used this kind of false news to kill many monks in the Qianyuan Realm, but we have no choice but to determine the authenticity of the news as much as possible."

　　 "This time I called you all fellow daoists, I just wanted to ask you to find out the news together, in case you get caught in the tricks of the Ancient Realm Alliance."

　　 Everyone in the hall glanced at each other and nodded. They are not fools, they are the masters who do not see the osprey and cast their nets.

　　 Within less than a cup of tea time, everyone discussed a lot of matters, and their concealed bodies quickly left. They all have secrets to communicate with each other. It is not a special situation, and they will not be concentrated. The more dispersed, the safer.

　　 After a while, only Qinglian and Bai Jiange were left in the hall. Qinglian's eyes were smiling, and she looked at Bai Jiange and said:

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

　　 Qinglian's strength is high and strong, not weaker than Bai Jiange. Compared with Bai Jiange's focus on kendo, he is more sociable. It didn't take much time to use extraordinary means to unite the monks near the Yudi Dynasty, faintly headed by him.

　　 "Friend Qinglian, I think this is false news."

　　 "Oh? How can you see it?"

　　 "It's intuition."

　　 Bai Jiange got up and confessed his goodbyes slightly, turning into sword light and disappearing.

　　 Qinglian sat in the hall alone, frowning, with a pensive look on his face. He knew that Bai Jiange had a physique of "sword-hearted clarity" and a heart of innocence. This intuition said that he would certainly not completely ignore it.

　　 He is not sure whether there are clues to "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 find "Cang" when millions of disciples come to the ancient world? Since ancient times, countless failures have made them lose the slightest confidence~www.novelmt.com~ I am afraid that most people will find a place to hide, stay for three years, and return to Qianyuan through this mandatory mission safely. .

　　 Of course, many people are thinking about making a fortune, hiding their identity, and looking for good luck. There are many "special products" in the ancient world that Qianyuan realm does not have. It is worthwhile to get some.

Qinglian is this kind of person. He received reliable news that the secret realm in the Wulan Mountains contains precious seeds of sword intent, which is extremely rare "sword intent of death". His condensed sword intent is "sword intent of life." , The Sword Intent Seed in the Secret Realm is very important to him, related to his future avenue.

　　 Regardless of whether there is a clue of "Cang" in the secret realm, and whether there is a black hand hiding behind, he will break through.

　　 As long as he can get what he wants, even if these Dao friends of Qianyuan Realm are dead, he will not hesitate. This is the reason why he called everyone together.

　　 Thinking of this, Qinglian's gentle smile disappeared, her eyes were fierce, and various conspiracies and tricks continued to surface in her heart.

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

　　 drew out the green long sword, gently stroked the blade, his eyes showed the color of memory, and he muttered to himself:

　　 "Sister..."

　　 The color of blurred memories is fleeting, turning into sharp gazes.

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

　　 The green long sword returned to its sheath, carefully put it away, stood up and looked at the distant sky, a figure of a young man appeared in his mind, that was a young man who moved him with the will of Dao.

　　 "I don't know what's going on with my little brother now, whether he successfully arrived in the wasteland, and worshipped the Sect Cultivation Sect..."