Immortal Mansion Longevity

  Chapter 839 One person's blood is not enough to repay the debt! (Please subscribe!)

  During the long conversation earlier, Zhenjun Mingyue had already tried various reasons, and was even willing to come forward on behalf of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance to reconcile the conflicts between the two sects.

  But without exception, there is no progress.

   In the name of "revenge", Liu Yu flatly refused.

  Bluntly speaking, it is only right and proper to kill people to pay their debts and pay their debts.

   Blood debts are paid in blood, which is the simplest idea in the hearts of disciples.

  As the patriarch of the sect, he naturally has to listen to the small wishes of thousands of disciples and respect the truest thoughts in the hearts of the disciples of the sect.

   Therefore, in the name of "revenge", no matter how the other party persuaded, Liu Yu never let go.

   And repeatedly emphasized that this is revenge rather than aggression.

   Seeing that he couldn't get in the water, Zhenjun Mingyue changed his strategy and tried to persuade him from another angle.

  First praise the other party for their profound understanding of the righteousness and foresight, and secretly coerce with "the interests of the alliance" and "the righteousness of the human race".

   "No, no, no!"

   "Fellow Daoist Ming Jing, that's too flattering."

  Hearing this, Liu Yu waved his hands again and again, pretending to be flattered, and refused to accept Zhenjun Mingyue's praise.

  Twisting his expression straightened, he said seriously:

   "Actually, Mr. Liu is narrow-minded and can't accommodate all living beings. He can't reach that kind of high level, let alone have such a deep understanding."

   "Liu is just an ordinary person, an "ordinary monk"."

   "But I have taken over the burden from Senior Brother Tianfeng. As the ancestor of Yuanyang Sect, I have the responsibility to manage the sect well."

   "The grievances and grievances of the sect are naturally obliged to deal with!"

   "An eye for an eye, blood for blood!"

   At the end, Liu Yu's eyes showed a cold light, leaving no room for persuasion.

  He clearly knows what he is doing now, and once he starts, he doesn't plan to turn back.

   Even if many ordinary monks and billions of mortals lose their lives because of this, it is not hesitating!

   Immortals are private, Liu Yu must be responsible to himself first, and put his own interests first.

  Secondly, there are a few concubines who will provide some help as appropriate without harming their own interests.

  Finally, it is Zongmen.

  For most Yuanyang Sect disciples, the sect is very familiar with everything, and the sect is the beginning of everything and the "home".

  Liu Yu grew up in the sect, so he naturally has a sense of belonging.

  When the situation permits, I don't mind fighting for some benefits for the sect.

  In this world, the vast majority of monks are just ordinary people. How can there be so many saints?

  Those people who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality are only related to interests!

   "It seems that this time, it should return without success."

   Listening to the relentless words and feeling the other party's unshakable will, Zhenjun Mingyue flashed this idea.

  She came here under the order of the alliance, and it was just a routine, just fulfill her responsibilities.

  Since the other party is still unwilling to give up after repeated persuasion, True Monarch Mingyue does not intend to continue persuading.

   If you continue to persuade, you will be suspected of deliberately obstructing with your own emotions.

   Naturally, this person didn't want to provoke hostility out of thin air.

  After all, after the Dandingzong War, the reputation of "Old Devil Qingyang" has already been heard in the Seven Kingdoms League.

  Zhenjun Mingyue said that he is probably not an opponent.

   "Since Fellow Daoist Qingyang has made up his mind, I will not say anything more."

   "I just hope that fellow daoists, try to control the scale of the war, and don't affect too many innocent monks."

   After pondering for a moment, True Monarch Mingyue said slowly.

   "As expected."

  Hearing this, Liu Yu nodded in agreement.

  The purpose of sending troops this time is to destroy the hostile sect, behead He Laomo and annex the Hehuan Sect. He has no intention of affecting more monks.

   left and right, but a matter of one sentence.

   "Fairy, please!"

   After the official talk, the dignified atmosphere no longer exists. The two of them chatted and laughed about some interesting things as if nothing had happened.

  As time goes by, a cup of spiritual tea is about to bottom out, and it feels like the time is almost up, and Zhenjun Mingyue is about to say goodbye and leave.

  She straightened her skirt and stood up, as if she was about to say goodbye, but suddenly thought of something, and asked like a joke:

   "The grievances between the two sects have a long history and have lasted for thousands of years, and I already know this."

   "I don't know if the old devil's life can end the grievances and stop this war?"

  When he said this, Mingyue Zhenjun's eyes flickered, he lowered his head to straighten his clothes, and did not look directly at Liu Yu.

  Obviously, if it was a mission of the Seven Nations Alliance, it would be impossible for this woman to say these words.

  The reason for this statement is probably entrusted by others.

"oh?!"

  Hearing this, Liu Yu's eyes flashed and his thoughts changed, and he quickly thought of the key point.

   Immediately, he smiled lightly.

   "It seems that the gesture of completely annexing Hehuanmen still makes "some people" lose their temper."

   Liu Yu flashed this thought.

  Just beheading He Laomo, compared with the complete destruction of Hehuanmen, the impact will be completely different.

  The former is just to eliminate grievances, but the latter can double the territory of Yuanyangzong immediately.

  If it is the latter, the balance among the five sects will be completely broken, and they will never return to the past.

  Thinking about this point, Liu Yu already knows exactly who entrusted Zhenjun Mingyue to say these words.

   Either "Fengxue Shuangxian", or "Qingxu Old Daoist".

  With his fame rising and his cultivation making a breakthrough, the two major sects do not want to see the balance of power broken and the Yuanyang Sect take the lead.

  In this case, if He Laomo's life can be exchanged for Yuanyangzong to stop expanding, it is a very cost-effective deal.

   Liu Yu is sure that as long as he agrees, he doesn't even need to make a real move.

  The "he" or "them" who entrusted Zhenjun Mingyue to pass on the message may have managed to take He Laomo's life!

  Every Nascent Soul True Monarch has a flexible moral bottom line.

   "One person's blood is not enough to repay the debt!"

  After the words fell, Liu Yu smiled coldly and said lightly.

   In the black pupils,

   Shining with rational luster.

  Although the entire sect is clamoring for "revenge", it is the same to the outside world.

  But he knew very well in his heart that the reason why he spent so much time in launching the war was just to strengthen the strength of the sect.

  With the improvement of one's own realm, the strength of the sect must also increase at the same time, so as to be beneficial to oneself in the future.

  As the influence of the sect increases, it can further increase, and Liu Yu has the right to speak in the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

  The improvement of one's own strength and the growth of the sect complement each other.

   In this way, his influence can be maximized, he can have more voice in Tiannan, and he can make his own voice!

   "Since that's the case, the concubine will not bother me anymore, so I leave!"

   "The fairy walks slowly."

   Seeing the other party's firm attitude, Mingyue Zhenjun did not continue to persuade, and left with his hands.

  Liu Yu got up to see her off, and watched the woman leave in a blur, and the room became quiet again.

"Soon."

  Looking in the direction of Hehuan Gate, Liu Yu had this thought.

  The disciples of the sect, the shadow of the sun, and the cultivator of the Wailing Moon Valley, the three parties combined are enough to crush the Hehuanmen, so the offensive from all directions is very smooth.

  Although it has only been two short months, one-fifth of Lin Country is no longer under the control of Hehuanmen, and it has already shown signs of defeat.

  Continue to go on like this, maybe in about a year, you will be able to come to its gate.

  …

   At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

   "Boom~!"

  But around the famous "Autumn Cold Mountain" in Linguo, there are endless roars, not even a breath.

  This spiritual mountain is located at a key point, just blocking the way of the army advancing on the middle road of Yuanyang Zong.

  As long as this mountain is breached, there will be no danger to defend within a radius of two hundred miles.

  The "Jin family" who can occupy Qiuhan Mountain is a loyal supporter of Hehuanmen.

  In each generation, a large number of clan members join Hehuan Sect and become inner or outer disciples.

  The two are so closely linked that it is almost impossible to separate them.

  So Li Changfeng, who led the army in the middle, had no idea of ​​persuasion from the beginning, and chose to attack directly.

  But the Hehuan Sect is well aware of the importance of "Autumn Cold Mountain", and has long arranged for elite monks to station here.

  In addition to the Jindan Patriarch of the Jin family itself, a Jindan elder was also sent here. In addition, Qiu Hanshan's own mountain protection array is as high as the third-rank top-rank, which can be said to be as solid as gold.

   Even though the Yuanyang Sect's army was pressing down on the border, facing the strong attack of more than 10,000 monks, they still stood firm at this time.

  The battle situation is very stalemate, the war has lasted for five days and five nights!

  However, although Qiu Hanshan's formation is good, there is a huge gap in hard power between the two sides. Under the successive attacks of Yuanyangzong, it has already shown a bit of decline at this time.

  Not to mention high-level monks, the number of low-level monks is very different.

   One side has more than ten thousand people, and the other side has only a thousand people.

   "It's almost time, Brother Changfeng, the time to use the "Breaking Talisman" has come."

  On the Cangwu, his consciousness scanned the battlefield, feeling that the time had come, Yan Kai said suddenly.

  For this attack on the Lin Kingdom, Yuan Yangzong raised all his troops, and some of the people in power in various forces in the Yuan Dynasty were asked to participate.

  So behind the two of them, there are two Jindan monks, who come from the cultivating forces in Yuan Kingdom.

  According to reliable information, there are only two golden cores stationed in Qiuhan Mountain, and our side has a great advantage.

  After all, not long after the war started, the Wailing Moon Valley sent monks to join the battle, and many powerful "loose cultivators" suddenly appeared in Lin Guo.

  For a while, the monks of the Hehuanmen were at a loss, as if they couldn't defend themselves.

  Therefore, Yuanyang Sect can occupy the superiority of troops locally, and the number of high-ranking monks and low-ranking monks is obviously more than that of Hehuanmen.

"Um."

  Glanced around, Li Changfeng nodded in agreement.

   Seeing this, Yan Kai immediately touched the storage ring, and took out a third-order taboo breaking talisman to activate.

  In order to ensure a smooth battle, Yuan Yangzong also spent a lot of money, and all kinds of treasured strategic resources were used.

   "Boom~"

  Under Yan Kai's control, the taboo-breaking talisman turned into a colorful beam of light, which successfully landed on the Qiuhan Mountain formation.

  Although there was not much movement, the blue shield inspired by the formation was visibly thinner after this blow.

  At the same time, the monks of Yuanyangzong received the order and mustered their mana to launch the most powerful blow.

   "Boom!!"

  In a short while, the sound of the collision of magic weapon spells and formations became louder immediately.

  Under the disbelieving eyes of the Hehuanmen monks, the blue shield protecting Qiuhan Mountain shattered.

   "咻咻~"

  In an instant, a torrent formed by magical weapons, spiritual weapons, and supernatural powers fell densely towards all parts of Qiuhan Mountain.

   "Bang bang bang~"

  Due to the large gap in strength between the two sides, a large number of Hehuanmen disciples and members of the Jin family died in just a few breaths.

  When the formation was broken, Hehuanmen's side would soon be defeated, and it was inevitable and difficult to stop.

   Li Changfeng and Yan Kai also locked on to the enemy's two Golden Pills, pursuing them step by step.

   "Boom~!"

  When Jindan monks fight, the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment monks all avoid it from a distance, but they always pay attention to the confrontation between Jindan real people.

  As time goes by, the number of people has an advantage, Li Changfeng and Yan Kai fight steadily, and gradually push the two Acacia Sect Jindan into a desperate situation.

   "You forced me to do this!"

   In desperation, the ancestor of the Jin family with half gray hair had madness flashing in his eyes.

  In the next moment, a talisman painted with golden tiles appeared in this person's hand, and he was injected with mana to fully arouse it.

   "Buzz~"

   Dazzling golden light bloomed, and a wave of extremely powerful power swept across the entire battlefield in an instant.

  In the dazzling golden light, a piece of golden brick swelled extremely rapidly, and it changed to the size of ten feet in the blink of an eye, which made Li Changfeng change color suddenly.

   "Amulet treasure!"

   "A high-level talisman that carries part of the power of the real treasure!"

   His complexion changed, and this thought flashed through his mind.

   Before he had time to think about it, the golden brick had already attacked from top to bottom, and a shadow shrouded it.

  Spiritual sense crazily warned, and his rich experience in fighting skills made Li Changfeng react immediately, and desperately urged his magic weapon to resist.

   "Boom boom boom!!"

  The next moment, the roar that shook the four fields rang in his ears.

   "噗~"

  An irresistible force struck, Li Changfeng spat out blood, was wrapped in a magic weapon and flew back upside down, quickly falling to the ground.

   "Bang~!"

  The hard ground is like paper at this moment, and a deep pit of five or six feet is directly smashed out.

   Cracks like spider webs spread around.

   "咻咻~"

  Li Changfeng's mana was out of order, and before he could take off again, a terrifying power had already locked him in from afar.

  The golden brick talisman fell down quickly with a strong murderous intent.

   The upper and lower limits of talisman treasures are very high. Ordinary talisman treasures carry a part of the power of magic weapons, which can crush most monks below Jindan, achieving the effect of killing with one blow.

  The high-level talisman carries a part of the power of the real treasure, and can even crush most Jindan monks.

  No matter what Li Changfeng said, he also has the cultivation base of Jindan peak, and he is even more powerful in combat with the wind attribute alien spirit root.

  If you are at your peak, you will naturally not be afraid of high-level talisman treasures, and it will not be a problem to exhaust the power of the talisman treasures.

  But right now, his lifespan is running out, and his qi, blood, and meridians have all withered and shrunk.

  The operation of mana is obscure, and the strength of mana has also dropped a lot, and the strength has long been inferior to before.

   Now facing high-level talisman treasures, I have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

  The blow that was caught off guard was already seriously injured.

   "Could it be that the old man is going to be buried here today?!"

   Trying his best to control the magic weapon to resist, looking at the golden bricks falling from the sky, the white-haired Li Changfeng had this thought in his mind.

   "Ding~!"

  Under the crushing of the high-level talisman, without any accident, several of his magic weapons flew back upside down.

   "噗~"

  Under the influence of Qi, Li Changfeng spit out a big mouthful of dark red blood again, and his mana breath was disordered.

   "It's a pity that we can't see the Hehuan Gate ending."

  Putting up the mana shield, looking at the growing golden bricks, this thought flashed through his mind, and a little regret appeared on his face.

   "Roar~"

   "Ding~!"

  But at the moment when Li Changfeng was about to die, a pitch-black ghost suddenly appeared, blocking the whereabouts of the golden brick.

  The power of the ghost shadow has truly reached the peak of the golden core, even if it is a powerful high-level talisman, it is difficult to defeat it for a while.

   "Roar~"

   Immediately after, two more ghost figures appeared, both of which reached the peak of Jindan.

"boom!!"

  The three ghosts worked together to blow the golden bricks away.

"This is."

   Surviving a desperate situation, Li Changfeng looked back and saw a male cultivator wearing a white tiger mask who appeared behind him at some unknown time.

   "My "White Tiger Taoist" is a casual cultivator of the Lin Kingdom, and has a great enmity with Hehuanmen."

   "I heard that the noble sect is attacking the Hehuan Gate, so I'm here to help!"

  The visitor held a black banner, met Li Changfeng's gaze, and gently cupped his hands.

   This person is one of the leaders of "Shadow of the Sun" and the first Jindan slain under Liu Yu, codenamed "White Tiger".

  With the help of the secret art of "Burning Blood and Transforming God", Baihu's cultivation at this time has reached the late stage of Jindan!

  The black banner he was holding was the "Thousand Souls Banner".

  As Liu Yu was promoted to Nascent Soul, all aspects were greatly improved, and the magic weapon Wanhun Banner became tasteless.

   It's not that the power can't be improved, it's just that it's not worth the forced improvement compared to the energy required.

  So this magic weapon was bestowed by him and handed over to the Jindan slain "White Tiger" to use.

  Liu Yu has practiced so far, beheaded countless monks, and many spirits have been refined into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. This precious power has made great progress.

  Although it is still very tasteless to Zhenjun, it is a rare treasure to Jindan monks.

   All the ghosts in it come out together, and it is not a problem to overwhelm some high-level talisman treasures!

   "Since Fellow Daoist Baihu also has a big enmity with Hehuanmen, then we are allies, please kill this beast together!"

   After a startled expression, Li Changfeng clapped his hands and said with a smile.

   Immediately, he, Baihu, and another Jindan from an affiliated force continued to besiege the patriarch of the Jin family against the edge of the high-level talisman.

  As soon as the war started, there were many "casual cultivators" who expressed their intention to join Yuanyangzong to suppress it.

   As for the identity of these "casual cultivators", Li Changfeng and others have already speculated.

   Guess it was written by my ancestors, so I still trust it.

  With the white tiger holding the "Thousand Souls Banner" joining, there was naturally no suspense in this fight, and the Jin family died after a dozen breaths.

  The power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner is only slightly weaker than a real treasure, but surpasses any magic weapon.

  Any real person has enough to control the golden core realm!

  With the destruction of the formation and the death of the ancestor of the Jin family, Hehuanmen was in a state of defeat.

  The monks of all realms had no fighting spirit and rushed for their lives.

   "Ding Ding~"

  In the corner of the battlefield, a Yuanyangzong monk with a plain face and slightly dark skin, who was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, activated a high-grade spiritual weapon, and performed the "spiritual weapon transformation" technique, turning into a flaming dragon to attack the opponent.

   "ang~"

  The Huo Jiao roared, under the sharp edge of the top-grade spiritual weapon, the opponent whose cultivation base was only at the early stage of foundation establishment soon lost his life.

  Every time an enemy monk is killed, according to his cultivation level, he can get a meritorious service.

   Meritorious deeds can be exchanged for magic weapon pills, kung fu secret arts, etc.

  And the loot obtained is completely owned by the killer.

  At this time, the Hehuan Sect was defeated like a mountain. No matter the monks of the Yuanyang Sect, the monks of the affiliated forces or the casual cultivators, they were unwilling to let go of this opportunity to make a fortune, and their fighting spirit was very high.

  Or crushing with cultivation base, crushing low realm with high realm; or hunting and killing targets with more hits and less, with the team as a unit.

  As the two golden cores of the Hehuan Sect died one after another, the situation quickly became one-sided, and a large number of monks of the Hehuan Sect died suddenly every minute.

  The roar of magic tools and spells, the frenzied whistling sound, and the desperate whine.

  For a while, Qiuhan Mountain had a radius of tens of miles, and the sounds of all kinds of fighting could be heard endlessly.

  You can see all over the mountains and plains, the fleeing figures of Hehuanmen monks and Jin family monks.

  Unknowingly, the radiance of the great sun gradually dimmed.

  The setting sun was like blood, and the battle was not coming to an end until sunset.

  The battle ended, and the Yuanyangzong Middle Road army rested for three days before continuing to move forward.

   But only one month later, a shocking bad news came from the army in the middle.

  The famous "Changfeng Daoist" who was once the iconic figure of the Zongmen, who worked so hard and made great achievements, unfortunately died on the way to the battle!

  Originally, his lifespan was running low, and his vitality was lost after repeated battles.

  Especially in the "Battle of Autumn Cold Mountain", when he was hit by a high-level talisman from the patriarch of the Jin family head-on, he was seriously injured and hard to recover from.

  After the great battle, Li Changfeng recovered slowly from his injuries, and in the end he couldn't hold on, and unfortunately collapsed during the march.

   "Brother Changfeng, have a good journey."

  On the Cangwu, Yan Kai looked at the black coffin in front of him with a very heavy expression.

   Immediately, he dispatched six Foundation Establishment deacons to transport the black coffin and send the bones back to the sect for burial.

  Li Changfeng fell, and as the only Jindan Elder, Yan Kai officially took over his duties and was responsible for commanding the army in the middle.

   The flames of war are raging, and time flies by.

  Yuan Yangzong's offensive went smoothly, and under the influence of various factors, it was always able to break through the fortress Xiongguan of Hehuanmen just right.

  However, the "Three Great Elders" of the older generation still failed to complete the meeting in the end, and they will never see the day when the Hehuan Gate ends.

  The Autumn Cold Mountain War ended, and Li Changfeng was the first to sit down.

   Qi Yuntian and He Rulong also died or fell during the battle due to similar reasons.

   So far, the three elders of the older generation have passed away one after another.

  (end of this chapter)