Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

Facing the huge gap in realm, no matter how many people there are, it is useless.

No matter what thoughts these people held, when the Purple Bamboo King appeared, all their thoughts disappeared. For them, being able to save a life was already a thank you to God.

Seeing that everyone had left, Yu Changsheng thought for a moment, then suddenly waved to one of the Wuzhou casual cultivators and said in a low voice:

"Wait, come here."

The casual cultivator was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Yu Changsheng in astonishment, and then pointed at himself.

"Well, it's you, come here." Yu Changsheng nodded and said lightly to him.

The casual cultivator had a bitter look on his face, but he did not dare to resist. He walked towards Yu Changsheng obediently, glanced at the Purple Bamboo King next to Yu Changsheng, bowed down respectfully, clasped his fists and said:

"Junior Yuan Mingzi, I have met two seniors."

In the world of cultivation, strength is respected. Although Yu Changsheng looks much younger than him, Yuan Mingzi respectfully calls him senior.

King Zizhu just glanced at Yuan Ming and didn't care much. He hugged King Zi Ling and rubbed his nose, smiling as if there was no one around him and said:

"Ling'er, how are you? You're not scared, are you?"

This scene made Yuan Mingzi stunned, and the last unrealistic thoughts in his heart were completely shattered, so his attitude became more respectful and restrained.

The sword spirit of the Lingbao in Yu Changsheng's hand turned out to be the son of the powerful God Transformer... Just this news could make countless monks who had ill intentions towards the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword in Yu Changsheng's hand shun away.

"Well," Yu Changsheng nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Tell me about the major events that happened in the past few days after the Tiansha Secret Realm ended."

"Okay." Yuan Mingzi thought for a moment and then whispered.

Yu Changsheng listened carefully, frowning slightly, thoughtfully.

Since the end of the Tiansha Secret Realm, Qingzhou, which had been eyeing it with eagerness, also took this opportunity to completely break up and start a full-scale war against Wuzhou.

Among them, Tong Yuanzheng, the leader of the undercurrent, even brought the border defense layout map stolen from an unknown source, and blatantly colluded with the top military officials in Qingzhou to launch a war against Wuzhou.

Its initial main line was on the southwest border. How to use it as a gateway to completely invade Wuzhou? In addition, the Yang family who was in the southwest suddenly rebelled, and they cooperated internally and externally. Under the attack, the southwest border quickly became desperate and almost collapsed.

At the critical moment, if not for the Xuanyin Sect's god-forming ancestor, Zhenzhen Xuexuan, who arrived in time and used the divine weapon Xuexuan Bell to force Qingzhou back, the southwestern border could barely be defended. Otherwise, the situation would have been even worse at this moment.

But even so, the situation is not optimistic. Although the situation of the border defense outside the southwest is better, there is still the possibility of collapse at any time. The three sects take the lead in dispatching a comprehensive defense, and the other six sects also provide assistance.

It can be said that the Yang family, the undercurrent, and the Linglong Sect are all collaborating. The simultaneous rebellion of the three of them caught Wuzhou off guard and caused great harm. It is also the biggest reason why this crisis is so difficult to deal with.

The border is not peaceful, and the situation in Wuzhou is also not optimistic. Starting from the end of Tiansha Secret Realm, the teams of Tianjiao monks who returned from the six sects were ambushed in different circumstances.

Taking the Wanxiang Sect as an example, Yu Changsheng lured away three peak Golden Core cultivators, greatly reducing the pressure on Ruan Hao and Lu Ruikai. After adapting, they successfully brought most of their disciples back to the sect.

But things were not peaceful after that. The Linglong Sect launched a complete counterattack. Its sect leader, Jiang Tiancheng, led the top leaders of the Linglong Sect, including Undercurrent and the Yang family, and a total of five Zifu monks to jointly attack the Wanxiang Sect.

Today's Wanxiang Sect can be said to be in danger. Although it has asked for help from the outside, the attack on Qingzhou has also left Wuzhou's sects overwhelmed and overwhelmed, and there is no hope of reinforcements in a short time.

Overall, Wuzhou's situation can be said to be caused by internal and external troubles. After all, the Yang family, Linglong Sect, and Undercurrent, any one of these three has a background as good as the six sects, plus the secret help of the Qingzhou military...

In this state, Wuzhou can be said to be in a precarious situation and its future is uncertain.

…

"These are generally what are happening in Wuzhou these days."

This information was narrated one by one from Yuan Mingzi's mouth. When Yu Changsheng looked solemn, even though King Zizhu on the side was not very concerned about it and was indifferent on the surface, there was a slight disturbance in his heart.

"Um……"

After a while, Yu Changsheng took a deep breath, looked at Yuan Mingzi, and finally waved his hands, without being too embarrassed, and said calmly:

"Okay, you can go."

Even if the civil strife in Wuzhou was finally broken, the sect disciples would be the ones to suffer. For casual cultivators like them, the impact would not be that great. Therefore, Yuan Mingzi spoke in a very natural tone, and Yu Changsheng did not expect them to help. What are you busy with?

To put it bluntly, in this time of internal and external troubles, it is rare for these casual cultivators to be able to stay within their limits and not take advantage of the situation.

…

"Thank you, senior, for not killing me!"

Yuan Mingzi exhaled a long breath, bowed to the two of them again, and after confirming that there was no accident, quickly flew away into the distance.

No one of them could be provoked by him. Even when he came, he was mentally prepared to die. Fortunately, Yu Changsheng did not kill him in pain. This made Yuan Mingzi overjoyed and at the same time also sad in his heart. A slight feeling of gratitude arose towards Yu Changsheng.

Looking at Yuan Mingzi's leaving figure, Yu Changsheng's eyes flickered, and finally he shook his head gently. When he looked at King Zizhu, a grateful look appeared on his face, and he spoke warmly:

"Today's matter, thank you senior for standing up for this junior."

"Don't think too much, I'm just worried that my Ling'er will be scared."

King Zizhu raised his eyebrows and spoke calmly.

"In this Zizhu Mountain, there is no room for them to be arrogant. Now that Wuzhou is not at peace, Ling'er is following you, so you must protect his safety."

King Zizhu swallowed his saliva, and his expression showed a rare hint of solemnity.

"Immortality knows."

Yu Changsheng nodded softly in agreement, and he understood in his heart that the reason for the sudden appearance of the Purple Bamboo King was probably to take advantage of the crowd to show the relationship between the Purple Spirit Emperor and him, in order to shock the crowd.

For Yu Changsheng, it was also a kind of protection. At least he didn't have to worry about anyone trying to take advantage of the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword.

"I am grateful to Changsheng for what happened today. If nothing happens, Changsheng will leave now. The sect is in a hurry and must go and take a look."

"Okay, remember what I told you and your promise."

After Zizhu confessed again, he didn't stop him. He gently rubbed the center of Zi Linghuang's eyebrows, and his figure turned into purple points of light and slowly dissipated.

Seeing the figure of Zizhu King Huanhuan disappearing, Yu Changsheng lowered his head respectfully and could not help but sigh with regret in his heart.

"If King Zizhu can come out to help, I'm afraid the crisis in Wanxiang Sect will be resolved in just an instant..."

This thought flashed through Yu Changsheng's mind.

There are very few monks who can cultivate to this level of transforming gods. Whether it is Qingzhou or Wuzhou, the shock brought by any transforming god is huge, and it can play a role in turning the situation on the battlefield.

The main reason why the three sects are far superior to the six sects, occupying most of the resources, is because there are living gods in their sects, which are far beyond the reach of the six sects.

And if King Zizhu is willing to go out to the Wanxiang Sect with Yu Changsheng, the current crisis of the Wanxiang Sect will naturally be solved.

However, this idea was thrown away by Yu Changsheng in just a moment. He no longer thought about it. Zizhu Mountain is a transcendent restricted area and its special location. In fact, whether it is Qingzhou or Wuzhou, it has no impact on him at all. .

Even if Qingzhou finally invades, it is not because of stupidity that they come to Zizhu Mountain for their displeasure, especially now that Zizhu Mountain appears in front of many casual cultivators, and the news that the great power of the transformed gods is sitting on Zizhu Mountain will spread like wildfire. Zizhu Mountain will only be calmer.

Therefore, Yu Changsheng would naturally not be stupid enough to invite the other party. The Purple Bamboo King was able to come forward to help him repel them, and it was all for the Purple Spirit Emperor's sake, which can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous act.

Putting this thought aside, Yu Changsheng did not waste any time. After adjusting his condition, he summoned the golden-winged eagle, found the correct direction, and galloped towards the Wanxiang Sect.

The Wanxiang Sect is in crisis. Under such circumstances, it would be dangerous for me to go back, but if I don't go back, Yu Changsheng will have an uneasy conscience.

"Yang Tianyi...Li Minghan, Zhang Tianwen..."

"And Master is still in the sect... I hope everything goes well."

Unknowingly, within the Wanxiang Sect, there were already many people that he couldn't let go of.

Yu Changsheng sighed softly in his heart, and then, the mana flowed a little faster.

………

On the other side, Wanxiang Sect.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder echoed, shaking in all directions and resounding through the sky. A series of terrifying Taoist and magical powers hit the Wanxiang Sect's sect-protecting formation. In the flash of light, the formation was shaky, but it still held on tenaciously.

Outside the sect-protecting formation, black energy spread for three hundred miles, covering the sky and the earth. In the dark atmosphere, several indifferent figures stood outside the sect-protecting formation. A series of magical powers shot out from their hands, bombarding the entire sky. above the formation.

Each of these figures erupted with a terrifying aura, rising to the sky. The lowest one was at the peak of the Golden Core. There were even five True Lords of the Purple Mansion. At this moment, when combined with each other, the power that erupted was, It's earth-shattering.

Of these five, three are from the Spirit Dragon Sect, namely True Lord Fantasy Dragon, True Lord Tianlong, and True Lord Hailong. These three are the true foundation of the Spirit Dragon Sect.

Among the remaining two, one is the ancestor of the Yang family's Zifu, Yang Chengxu's grandfather, Yang Ninghong, and the other is the elder of the undercurrent, who was the Zifu who robbed and killed Yu Changsheng.

When the five people took action, they were talking and laughing, and they were quite confident of winning.

"This Wanxiang Sect is quite tenacious, but how long can it last? I heard that this formation was made by a fifth-level formation master. It is valuable and has amazing protection. This is true."

"It's a pity that without the support of the gods, how long can this fifth-level formation last? When the formation breaks, it will be the time for the sect to be destroyed!"

"In this way, it can be regarded as worshiping that boy Xuanlong..."

During the exchange between the three true masters of Linglong Sect, their methods became a bit more fierce.

At this moment, just the power of these five people, under the combined pressure, is already capable of moving mountains and seas. Within the six sects, any sect must be prepared to prepare for this force.

During the mutual explosion, the sect-protecting formation shook violently, and cracks slowly spread from it...

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"Uncle Master, if this continues, the formation will not last long."

In the Wanxiang Sect, at the top of Yujian Peak, a group of senior officials from the Wanxiang Sect gathered. Among them, Lu Ruikai looked livid and looked at the situation outside the formation and whispered to Ruan Hao.

Ruan Hao also had a gloomy expression on his face. He stared at the figure outside the formation. His voice was low with murderous intent. After forcing down his breath, he asked:

"As for the disciples, how is the evacuation going?"

"Except for some golden elixirs with acceptable strength, the rest are almost ready. We are waiting for the opportunity to open the space seal after breaking the formation, and start teleporting immediately."

Sect leader Zheng Tianheng replied, his eyes slightly condensed and he whispered.

"I didn't expect that I had been in seclusion for so long, and would I have reached this point when I came out?"

A vicissitudes of sound suddenly sounded. After being stunned for a moment, all the peak masters looked towards the source of the sound, only to see the shadow of an old man with white hair and a stooped body slowly emerging from the slight distortion of the space.

This figure has white hair, a face full of wrinkles, dark lips, a condensed expression, and white eyes. Even the energy and blood are about to be exhausted, and a sense of decay and withering is faintly exuding. The traces of time are in it. It is particularly obvious on the body.

His chin beard flutters in the wind, his eyes are weathered but full of charm, his body is slightly swaying, but his intention is soaring to the sky, and his aura is as deep as the sea, far beyond Ruan Hao.

Looking at this man, everyone's expressions changed. They bowed their heads and respectfully clasped their fists in greeting:

"The Supreme Elder."

This person is none other than the supreme elder of the Wanxiang Sect and the previous head of the Wanxiang Sect, Yuan Menghua.

"Master, why did you leave seclusion? You..."

Ruan Hao lowered his eyebrows, stepped forward to support Yuan Menghua, felt his condition, and said with worry in his eyes. Yuan Meng followed the fairy sword Jian Linghua and was also Ruan Hao's master.

"If I don't come out of seclusion, I'm afraid the sect won't be safe."

Yuan Menghua shook his head, with a bitter smile on his bloodless face. After glaring at Ruan Hao, he sighed softly.

"It's okay to continue in seclusion and waste away. My life span is approaching, and there is no hope of becoming a god. When encountering such a crisis, you don't inform me. Why, are you planning to let me die of old age without resting in peace?"

Yuan Menghua spoke calmly, with a calm tone, but there was a hint of blame.

Ruan Hao was silent, hesitating to speak. He watched Yuan Menghua finally squirm at the corner of his mouth and explain softly:

"Master, your time has come. If you try forcefully again... I'm afraid..."

Ruan Hao didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already clear.

"Don't be afraid. Even if you have old bones, you will still be fine if you break out a few times. Others have come to your doorstep. How can I continue to be a coward?"

Yuan Menghua didn't seem to care very much. He lowered his head to feel his physical condition and smiled softly. (End of chapter)